#and now i feel like im being the asshole for being like Hey i need more than a months notice. for that. for taking an entire week off of
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hm. I just realized how weird it was that every year in school we had to have a moment of silence on 9/11 to remember the victims, and everyone took it really seriously. But when we had a designated time set for going outside and having a few minutes for the Parkland shooting victims our teacher told us âI donât want to see any of you leaving my class for that. You donât even understand what youâre protesting.â
Not that I would have known where to go for it anyway. They didnt really tell us where outside we would be gathering.
I wish i had stepped out that day anyways.
We have a god damn school shooting every fucking day in this country and I couldnt even take 17 minutes one fucking time to mourn with my classmates because the gun owners wouldâve felt attacked.
#Meow.#Fuck the anthem. Fuck the pledge of allegiance#Fuck every stupid shithead conservative who made me feel ashamed or selfish for wanting better in this god forsaken place#Fuck America. Fuck your dumbass patriotism#Sick of this shit#I cant look at any comments on reports of school shootings because people dont even say âthat really sucksâ anymore#Its immediately people jumping to the defense of guns and shitting on people who want some stricter regulations or something#âI need my gun incase we have to overthrow the governmentâ#like hey you dingdong. you know that military and police force you keep supporting and saying we need to strengthen?#your AR 15 isnt going to do shit against their tanks and jets and bombs. Youâd be dead within seconds. gun or no gun#But then again their idea of anarchy and an attack on the country would involve queers getting bodily autonomy so#I feel like im going fucking crazy#I need to kick in every conservatives head. Every single one.#Sick of trying to be the tolerant left I need to kill now#Im so tired of being nice.#So tired of tiptoe-ing around shit just to keep people who couldnt care less about me comfortable.#When is it my turn to be an asshole?#When do I get say 'I have no atrong feeling as to whether you live or die. but if i had to choose I would wish you dead in an instant.'#Im tired of mercy. tired of grace.#tired of being one of the good ones.#i want to be exactly what they think of us but worse#sick of shoveling dirt into a bottomless void just to find some middle ground for them to spit on
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#my mom was like sooo we probably will have to cancel the october trip that has been planned for months.. hut instead maybe in 1 month u can#take a week off work and fly to chicago and we can spend time together then#and now i feel like im being the asshole for being like Hey i need more than a months notice. for that. for taking an entire week off of#work. there r 5 fucking housekeepers rn. i cant just leave. plus im pretty sure septembers already booked out bc we arent allowed to take#non emergency time off at the same time somebody else is. which makes sense bc
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pulled aside by my father to watch a homophobic k&p sketch and just had to sit there like đŹ and then when i explained it was homophobic he was like "i fear for your sense of humor". christ alive
#look idk anything about k&p maybe they've gotten better. not the point#it's the one where there's a pop duo singing a love song to a crowd of women and one of them keeps coming onto the other guy despite him#being obviously uncomfortable for like. two minutes. and then when the queer guy gets too into it and starts singing about the other#artist's bald head he backpedals and starts singing about being cartoonishly straight#thats the whole thing#the joke is 1. gay guy can't catch a hint and makes straight guy uncomfortable by hitting on him or expressing interest in him#(classic homophobic joke. probably don't need to explain that)#2. when everyone realizes what's going on gay guy stumbles back into the closet in an over the top way#and when i pointed out point 1 to my dad he was like 'i fear for your sense of humor'#im gonna shit bricks#[father's first name] [father's last name] be fucking normal for one second challenge (possible but he's a proud asshole so he won't do it)#i spent so long haha yeahing my problems with what they did away that now whenever i challenge them even slightly and see that they#will not reflect and will not change it's wild. i explained why this was homophobic (less clearly than here but still) and he was like. :/#youre no fun. like ok i actually tried and it Is That Bad. sheeshhhh#the answer is probably to keep trying until they get it bc they think they like queer people but that's. a lot.#(they in this case = my parents. just switched into a broader rant without warning my b)#he rewound it when my mom came out and when it seemed like i was gonna leave too so like... idk what that was about but it feels very#'now that our gay kid's out of the room. cishet wife with a similar sense of humor to me do you think this is homophobic?' to me#and hey maybe that'll be productive and reflective but uh. historically speaking? probably not.#i feel like im not doing enough to make them less shitty or at leaat to stick up for me n my brothers so i gotta keep going and doing more#and theyre not the worst people ever really. so i should do my part so to speak. but man it fucking blows is all#they're so annoyingggg#also why does he talk like that who does that. i mean. i do. but it's bad when he does it#and they ARE capable of change. i had to argue for trans people existing years ago and now they act like that never happened#(granted i was arguing from a cis transmedicalist perspective back then but like. still. (i have grown since age 13 if you can believe it))#so theyre pro trans in a superficial kinda way. which is something. i just wish they'd acknowledge that they were wrong literally ever#it's happened once that i can think of. twas my dad#theyre like emotional and ideological brick walls it's insane#ugh. god gives his most frustrating softcore bigoted parents to his swaggiest gay transsexuals i guess#man what a post to be making soon after the daig o one. what a coincidence that that post materialized with no influence from my life haha
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Cant believe im getting rbs on a post about junepei when yesterday I went on a big rant shitting all over junepei đ”âđ«đđ°
Akane who sacrifices her entire life, and her loved ones lives, and the lives of many others, all in the hopes that she can forge a timeline where she and Junpei can be together and live a peaceful life, only to have traumatized Junpei so much in the process that he doesnât want anything to do with her in the end
#zero escape#i look like a dumbass now!#even though this post isnt exactly me being positive towards the ship its more me being like#âahaha isnt this FUCKED UP????â#which ive said again and again is the only aspect of this ship i dont hate#just cuz its the only part of their dynamic that feels interesting đ#me thinking about this pairing i hate is making me fixated on my girl rebecca gales cuz idk#they kinda do the whole âchildhood crush thats kinda not healthyâ thing so good#she reminds me just a bit of junpei cuz she was best friends with ash as a kid and has been in love with him since#and she gets kinda really possessive of him and misses out on a lot of life#all in the hopes that one day ash will reciprocate her feelings#and even though ash DOES love her (even if its not romantic) he isnt good at being what rebecca needs#to the point where its like okay so why the fuck does Rebecca like him so much if he acts like this#and its pointed out that hey girl maybe you have this idealized version of your childhood friend that doesnt exist anymore#because both of you have grown up and changed a lot and youve met new people#and thinking youre meant to be with him and wasting so much of your life yearning for him isnt actually love#but rather an unhealthy obsession thats turning you into a bit of an asshole#and then rebecca has to sit on that and realize that hey maybe its true maybe she shouldnt let her world revolve around this one guy#idk just reminds me of how junpei literally wastes his whole life looking for akane#and despite her supposedly loving him she really does disregard his feelings all the time#and ignores him their whole lives#and theyve both changed so much to where its like okay junpei you dont even like akane anymore#youre just obsessed with who she used to be because she was like your best friend and first love#and youve never let yourself grow outside of her since youve based your whole identity around her#im not necessarily saying ze does that dynamic badly but i cant understand how id be expected to find them so owo cute together cuz#they arent đ€#anyway i just wanted to remind the world that i love rebecca gales more than myself shes so fucking good
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Headcanons for being Johnny Lawrenceâs daughter
Johnny Lawrence x daughter!reader
warnings: alcohol, underage drinking, classic johnny sexism <3
a/n: WHAT! ME write a fic thats not gn, i know. im shocked too but its just bc i feel johnny is so gender-stereotypey that doing this gn wouldnât work very well but very open to a son!r or nb!r if anyone is interested (bc seriously. johnny cannot help but bring up genders). also i just want to say that a lot of this (not all!) honestly reminds me of or are actual things that have happened w my dad bc johnny is literally my dad if my dad was like 8 years older i think also i wrote this all in one sitting ALSO NO COBRA KAI SEASON 6 SPOILERS
prompt:
GIRL DAD!
you always kinda just gravitated toward living with your dad
ây/n, iâm so proud of you. i never have to worry about you. you can take care of yourself. robby on the other hand, i worry about him. i think girls are just more self sufficientâ -johnny, a little drunk
âthanks dadâ -you, also a little drunk (hes a âcool dadâ)
he was the type of parent that âprefers that if youâre gonna do something stupid at least do it while heâs aroundâ aka underage drinking
whenever he stays out late you fall asleep in his bed. and lock him out
ây/n! open the door!â -johnny, banging on the door
âno! your bed is more comfortableâ -you
he thought it was sweet honestly but he did want to sleep in his bed
sort of like a lesson not to come home late all drunk and gross
he was VERY against letting you drive his car
âdad, i need my license!â -you
âno woman is getting behind the wheel of my firebirdâ -johnny
âwhy do you have to make it about women? iâll fight youâ -you
âyouâll lose that fightâ -johnny
âoh, so youâd fight a teenage girl? wow, real classy, dadâ -you
âno, but iâd fight my teenage daughter. i brought you into this world and iâll take you outâ -johnny
you honestly had a great sense of humor with johnny, but youâd check him if he said anything too messed up
âdad, itâs not the 80âs anymore, you canât say thatâ -you
âdont tell me what i can and cant say! the 80âs were awesome, i wish it was the 80âs againâ -johnny
âso iâve heardâ -you
he helped you with your homework as a kid until like, 2nd grade when multiplication and division got involved
he did teach you karate growing up! but mostly the basics, for self defense purposes
âhey, never let any guy try to impress you with his karate skills. heâs probably a doucheâ -johnny, pausing âi sure wasâ
late night movie marathons (70s/80s classics for sure)
he took care of you during your first hangover (high school parties, ya know)
âdidnât i teach you better than to mix liquorsâ -johnny
âugghhhhâ -you
yes, you have heard about daniel larusso. enough said LMAO
robby and you had a kind of sweet but distant relationship
occasional check-in texts
robby: are you doing okay with dad? heâs actually buying food and shit?
you: yeah! heâs fine right now, howâs mom? new stepdad yet? is he rich?
robby: momâs not going anywhere sheâd find a rich guy, but keep dreaming
you wear a lot of your dadâs old t-shirts. usually band teeâs
oh and he made sure you got into the âright musicâ
he used to drive you around in the firebird when you were a SMALL CHILD (front seat, no car seat!) and blast his old cassettes
for YEARS heâd pull the âwho is thisâ âwhat song is thisâ game with the reasoning:
âif you wear a band shirt and some asshole asks you to name three songs, i want you to name tenâ -johnny
listen. you were still âdaddyâs girlâ or whatever used to be a cute little saying and is now ruined but whatever
âdad, can i have twenty bucks?â -you
âfor whatâ -johnny
âfor fun. pleaseeeeâ -you
*johnny pulls out his wallet and gives you $40*
could he afford it? no. can he say no? also no.
the absolute fear he felt when you got your first period
âitâs fine, i can call momâ -you
âno, itâs not fine! iâve had girlfriends before, i got this. stay here, iâll be backâ -johnny
he went to the store and bought the most random assortment of period products and pain meds and snacks and a heating pad
A for effort
when the diaz family moved in across from you guys, miguel took one look at you and johnny said:
âstay away from my daughterâ
when the karate fuss got started you tried to keep your distance but sooner or later you joined the dojo and proved to your dad just how âbadassâ you could be
âtake notes everyone, y/nâs gonna be the next all valley champ!â -johnny
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fright night
kim minji x reader
synopsis: in which your universityâs halloween festival leads to you and minji beating around the bush â finally.
warnings: making out. like the best makeout scene i've written in a bit i think. ohmygdoajsdf ; minji is a loooooser but we all know this ; pining ; dumb gay women ; FLIRTING. they want each other SO BAD i was giggling writing this im ngl ; SO cute i loved writing this ohmygod ; anything else not mentioned ; not proofread
a/n: lately iâve been going insane bc of minji like sheâs just so gf⊠so⊠sheâs so⊠i need her
kim minji is an idiot, sheâs literally the dumbest person you know.
well, academically sheâs actually a genius, but sheâs clumsy and clueless nine times out of ten. unfortunately yet fortunately(?) for her, this is only more of the reason for you to be completely in love with her.
which is why your roommate is dealing with another one of your little attempts to deny your feelings again.
âi think i should just die.â you groan into yunjinâs bed. she watches you, your body lifeless after you roll over to face the ceiling. âeverything was just normal.â
ââjustâ as in⊠a month agoâŠ?â your roommate snickers, folding a t-shirt and placing it next to your torso. âi think youâre the only person i know who doesnât enjoy being in love.â
yes: youâre in love with kim minji.
no: you do not enjoy being in love with her at all.
itâs not that sheâs an asshole, itâs just the fact that everyone is also in love with her. she quite literally has a line of girls (and men, but none of them stand a chance) waiting for her. sheâs kim minji, one of your mutual friends who happens to be the captain of the universityâs soccer teamâwhich is why the clumsy aspect of her is often overlooked. so to most, sheâs just hot, but sheâs more to you, much more.
and you? youâre just trying to get by. youâre not in the spotlight, you havenât gotten hit on in months â you and minji are two worlds apart.
âthis is a waste of time. she only sees me as a friend, sheâs cute and athletic. compared to her the most astonishing thing i can do is make a t-shirt and wide-legged jeans to sell on depop.â
âyou should make a t-shirt that says âkim minji i want you so bad please marry meââ
yunjin is cut off when her just-folded shirt is thrown right at her face. she groans and throws it right back at you.
âi hope you get the same fate as a side character in a horror film.â you groan, sitting up and glaring at her.
âaw, thanks.â she says dryly, rolling her eyes. âhey, speaking of horror⊠the halloween festival is soon. are you going?â
âi fear.â you sigh, shoulders sinking a bit.
your partner in crime outside of your dorm, danielle, had convinced you with a look filled with sparkly eyes and a sweet smile to help out with face painting. there would be a variety of people passing by and you were notoriously known for being able to draw really well despite being a fashion major. âart is art,â danielle had shrugged, and so she bribed you with some coffee to really commit to it.
âdanielle got me to do the face painting stall.â
yunjinâs eyes widen as she sets down a sweater. âdid she?â
âyeah. iâm the only one within the circle â other than hanni â who can draw more than a stick figure.â
âyouâve got that right.â yunjin snickers. âyou think your wife will be there?â
âminji?â you tilt your head, to which yunjin responds with a raised brow. she got you there. âoh, um. maybe? why?â
âdonât act all unbothered now.â your roommate scoots you over so she can pick up a pile and stack them somewhere else. âif sheâs also doing something for the event, i see it as an opportunity.â
âwhy would i willingly do that to myself? im going to look desperate.â
âminji is an idiot, we both know that. why would it matter? i think sheâd be flattered to have you there. hasnât she literally taken you home like⊠three times? girl, stop overthinking.â yunjin scoffs. âplus, you never look desperate. youâre a little too good at acting like you donât care. donât you think youâre driving her away? itâs like, youâre so normal and even distant in real life, i donât want to say nonchalant because itâll boost your ego, but unfortunately, thatâs what you are.â
âyouââ yunjin raises both brows as you start to speak.
âshe probably wants you too. iâve noticed you guys talking more â donât think i donât notice you guys next to each other in between classes, even if itâs with your circle. kazuha asked if you were dating actually.â
âreally?â
yunjin giggles, turning away from her closer and back at you. she stands right in front of you, towering over and looking into your eyes scarily.
âyou want that girl so bad.â
âi canât.â
âno, no. listen to me, youâre going to take this halloween thing as an advantage to make a move and also look hot. i donât know how many more complaints about you being a bomosexual i can take.â
âi hate you.â
âokay then pay full rent.â
âi love you?â
yunjin laughs, picking up another pile of clothes and putting it away.
â
hanni is the one to text you out of nowhere the day after, something about âminji wanted you to eat with us, but heeseung is at the cafe.âÂ
you squint at the message. you had just reached your class, and now youâre being invited over to grab a bite with the girl you want so bad while the guy who wants you so bad is in the same area. there is no way you should be saying yes, you canât. one: you need to get over minji. sheâs out of reach, a mere dream. two: heeseung will be checking you out the whole time and might throw in a compliment or two.Â
âiâll be there in five.â you respond, sighing and pinching the bridge of your nose.
âŠ
the cafĂ© seems a little busy, but thatâs not surprising considering itâs around lunchtime and the cafe is not too far from the university. the second you step in, your eyes find minji across the room. sheâs mid-laugh with hanni, but the moment she spots you, her smile stretches wider, something bright and giddy in her gaze. itâs that soft, familiar look she gets sometimesâtoo open, too muchâbut youâre just as bad, trying not to look like youâre seconds away from smiling like an idiot as you walk up.
âhey, you,â she greets, her voice warm as she sidles closer, her shoulder bumping yours as you both look over the menu.
âhey loser,â you reply, nudging her back a little harder, a playful rhythm forming between you. she pushes back with a smile, and you retaliate, each shove barely more than an excuse to keep lingering in that small space between you two. she laughs, cheeks a little flushed, and you canât help but feel like coming over was the better decision.
you order first, dismissing minjiâs offer to pay for your lunch. she frowns but nonetheless lets you order first. you order a sundried tomato and mozzarella panini, stepping to the side after and glancing at minji, whoâs still staring at the menu.
hanni and danielle have already ordered, so you wait near the counter for minji so the two of you can meet up with the rest together.Â
much to your dismay, heeseungâs voice breaks through your little bubble. he steps closer, leaning against the counter a little too casually. âso, do you always come here, or did you just need an excuse?â his smile is easy, maybe a little too practiced, and his gaze lingers as he looks you up and down, more intense than friendly.Â
you try not to visibly cringe, offering him a polite smile. ânot reallyâjust here with friends today,â you say, keeping your tone light but cool. but he doesnât quite take the hint, his eyes not quite leaving yours. he definitely thinks thereâs something in the air, something other than his cologne that is way too strong for your liking.
âyou look cute.â
âoh um, thanks?â you purse you lips into a forced smile, watching him smirk confidently.Â
âwhat are your plans after this? got class?â
before you can think of another way to steer the conversation away, you feel an arm slip around your waist, pulling you close, and you look over to find minji at your side. her smile is wide and a little mischievous, and thereâs a hint of something defiant in her gaze as she looks right past heeseung, keeping her hand snug on your hip.
âoh, y/n!â she says brightly, voice layered with just enough enthusiasm to sound like a joke but thereâs an edge that makes it feel like more. âi remembered something so funny, itâs about yunjin. you know, during practice she got hit in the head.â
she doesnât even look at heeseung as she tugs you back toward your group, keeping her arm around you a beat longer than necessary. heeseungâs face twists slightly, frustration crossing his features, but minji doesnât give him a second glance. she launches into a conversation about her classes, her hand slipping away from your waist as she nudges you with her shoulder once more, an unmistakable grin still tugging at her lips.
you two get the chance to converse with danielle and hanni, who are more than happy to have you there. you can feel heeseung and his group eyeing you from a mile away, but that doesnât matter because minji is in front of you and keeping eye contact the whole time you complain about him.
both your order and minjiâs are called out at the same time and for a second, itâs just the two of you again as you both walk up to the counter. her voice and her closeness are enough to erase the last few awkward moments.
 âyou looked like you were having fun back there,â she murmurs, half-laughing, and you can tell by the gleam in her eyes that she noticed everything.Â
you laugh, trying to shrug it off. âcouldnât have done it without you,â you say, brushing her shoulder with yours. she looks down, almost bashfully, a hint of pink coloring her cheeks as she smilesâa smile that lingers long after heeseung fades into the background once again and you two rejoin the others.
âŠ
before you make an excuse to leave, although itâs not really an excuse more than a complaint about your professor assigning a grueling reading, you hug everyone. when itâs you and minji, you two hold onto each other for a split second longer than social norms until she pulls away. minji smells like flowers and vanilla â you could drown in her scent.
âare you going to the halloween festival this weekend?â
âoh, yeah. danielle is forcing me to volunteer.â
âthatâs funny,â minji chuckles, âbecause hanni is forcing me too.â
âis that so?â
âuh huh, pumpkin carving moderator or something.â she says, biting the inside of your lip. âwe should um, do you wanna walk around after? maybe drop your shift early and iâll do the same.â
you grin, pushing minjiâs shoulder with two fingers playfully.
âcouldnât find any other girl lined up for you to hangout with?â
âwhat other girls?â minji asks, genuinely confused.Â
youâre being an idiot. yunjin would so punch you in the face right now, so you come to your senses.
âiâ nevermind. iâll see you around.â
minji waves. âbye.â
âŠ
after you leave, minji settles into her seat beside hanni and danielle, trying to keep her expression neutral. she fails, the smile on her face noticeably smaller and her eyes a little more dim. her friends have known her too long; hanni catches on first, a knowing smirk spreading across her face.
âyou look like a disappointed puppy,â hanni says, nudging minji with a grin.
âwhat? no,â minji replies, clearly flustered. âwhat are you saying bro.â
âyou were practically glowing when y/n walked in,â hanni teases, leaning in. âand then suddenly turned into a sad little puddle when she left. you want her soooo bad.â
minjiâs cheeks turn a soft shade of pink, and she tries to laugh it off, glancing at danielle as if for backup. but danielleâs watching her too, a gentle, encouraging look on her face.
âitâs okay, minji,â danielle says softly. âitâs⊠pretty obvious, you know? you like y/n a lot.â
minji rolls her eyes, looking away. âmaybe i do. but it doesnât matter. y/nâs just⊠sheâs too⊠normal, you know? sheâs always so unbothered, so unfazed by anything. she probably doesnât even want me. iâm always chasing her.â
danielle shakes her head, a knowing smile touching her lips. âi wouldnât be so sure, minji. just because y/nâs good at hiding her feelings doesnât mean she doesnât have them.â she places a reassuring hand on minjiâs arm. âtrust me, i think thereâs more there than you realize.â
minji lets out a small sigh, her gaze dropping to her hands. âitâs just⊠sometimes it feels like iâm the only one whoâs feeling this way, you know? like iâm the only one getting flustered or waiting for her to look at me like⊠like i donât know, she seeâs me as a good friend.â
hanni wraps an arm around her, squeezing her shoulder. âplease. y/nâs about as subtle as you when youâre around. i donât know how you donât see it.â
danielle laughs softly, nodding. âgive it time, minji. y/n might just need a little nudge, and besidesâŠâ she pauses, glancing around conspiratorially before leaning in. âif y/n didnât feel something, you wouldnât have caught her staring at you like that when she thought no one was watching. plus, the whole nudging your shoulders the whole time. you two are like fucking thirteen year olds in love, itâs kind of gross.â
minji looks up, hope flickering in her eyes as a faint, shy smile tugs at her lips. maybe, just maybe, she wasnât imagining it.
â
âim literally going to kill myself.â is the first thing yunjin hears when you get home, followed by you dropping your bag and crashing against her on your couch.
âgirl what happened?â
âkim fucking minji. sheâs insane, she wants me to die, i canât do this, i resign from being a lesbian can i please resign.â
âwell!â yunjin laughs, pulling you in. you lean on her shoulder and cover your face with your hands. âdo you want to tell me what happened?â
through your hands, your voice is muffled as you explain, âbasically hanni invited me to grab lunch with her and dani and minji. she looked so cute and like, we kept bumping shoulders and she kept smiling when she did it and then i ordered andââ
âyouâre ramblingââ
âand then i waited for my order while she ordered and heeseung started flirting with me,â
âew, heeseung?â
âthe bane of my existenceâ yes. i told him i was a lesbian at least three times! oh my god, anyway that doesnât even matter, i donât even care becauseâyunjin. huh yunjin.â
yunjin blinks at you as you stand up, pacing back and forth on the carpet now. she canât help but laugh at you when you stop in front of her and groan, âjennifer huh.â
âwow, this must be serious.â
âminji fucking grabbed me by the waist like some wattpad story and then kinda shooed heeseung away and yunjin her hands are so nice and they were on my waist and i want her so bad. yeah. iâm gonna just die.â
yunjin pulls you by the wrist so youâre back next to her. she looks at you with a raised brow, waiting for you to recover from your high (if that counts as a high, but maybe youâre just insane).Â
âshe wants you.â
âsheâs playing with me.â
âyouâre insane. you know hanni asked if me if you like minji earlier, right? talking about how minji looked so devastated after you left.â
âwhat?â
âoh my god. you know what, iâm done with you. youâre such an idiot that itâs pissing me off.â
you whine, pulling yunjin by her forearm and pulling her back, which earns a scoff. yunjin looks at your little pout and puppy eyes, but doesnât give in. instead, she pushes you off, leaving you to deal with the events of the day on your own.
before she disappears into her room, she sighs, âyouâre gay and useless.â
you sink into the couch a little more. âthanks.âÂ
â
the weekend comes by all too fast. even with your time consuming assignments, it feels like youâve blinked and now you have to deal with the whole festival.
youâre in a snug white cropped baby tee that shows a decent amount of your abdomen, your hair is styled just a bit, and the makeup on your face is a little more glittery and highlighted than usual. on your back thereâs angel wings that complete the look.Â
(âsheâs going to want you so bad, trust me.â yunjin assures as she does your eye makeup.
itâs nothing much, just some darker warm tones with a faint hint of purple and highlighter to make you really look like an angel.
âandâŠâ yunjin adds a bit of highlighter to your cheekbones. she pulls away and gazes at her work, bringing her pointer to her lips and biting on it jokingly. âheyyy gorgeous.â
âshut up.â
âminjiâs going to want you so bad.â
âshut. up.â)
yunjin drives the two of you to the festival, she also looks really good. while youâre an angel, sheâs a devil, showing off her toned body from soccer so she can pick up some girls that night.
(âyouâre such a hoe.â you groan, doing her makeup to make her eyes smoky and lips plump.Â
she rolls her eyes while putting on her little horns in her hair, checking herself out in the mirror.Â
âhow do i look?â
âlike a hoe.â you assure firmly, earning a shove. then, you slide a finger down her collarbone teasingly, winking at her. âa really hot one.â
your roommate chuckles. âsave that for minji, y/n.â
âi hate you.â)
the halloween festival is lively, lights flickering under dark skies, and you slip through the crowd in your angel costume with yunjin. youâre not even sure if anyoneâs noticed your costume details, but the reactions make it clear you look⊠well, good. or maybe thatâs just yunjin whoâs doing the attracting, but a man winks directly at you and you have to force back a look of disgust.
as you make your way to the face-painting stall, you catch sight of minji leaning against a booth, dressed as patrick bateman. sheâs really hot, thatâs for sure, and itâs nothing new. the loose, slightly unbuttoned dress shirt shows her collarbone, and you canât help but think about how your lips would feel on them. the loosened tie around her neck makes her look really good; you feel like sheâs pulling you in without trying. despite the purposeful tousled look, she looks effortlessly put-together, but the smudge of fake blood on her cheek adds a wild edge (and makes her look even hotter).Â
her eyes land on you, and her expression shifts just slightly before she pushes off the booth, walking over with a slight smirk.
âwow,â she says, looking you up and down in a way that feels way too intense. âyouâre really⊠pulling off that angel look. you look really good, y/n.â
you giggle, trying to play it cool. âyou look pretty good yourself,â you reply, letting your gaze drift over her from the blood on her cheek to the undone buttons of her shirt. âi didnât know patrick bateman could look this⊠hot.â
a faint flush creeps onto her cheeks, and she lets out a quiet laugh, rubbing the back of her neck. âyeah, well, didnât know âangelicâ could look so irresistible,â she teases, but her voice softens as her eyes linger on you.
for a beat, the two of you just stand there, the energy between you charged. youâre painfully aware of the way sheâs looking at youâlike sheâs holding back from saying or doing something, thouhâand you canât stop yourself from mirroring that, a hint of want in your gaze. she clears her throat, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
âwell, i better get to moderatingâ i donât want people accidentally slicing themselves instead of a pumpkin.â she murmurs, finally breaking eye contact but not before giving you one last once-over, her eyes lingering a moment longer than necessary. she brings her hand to your hair, using a finger to push away some of the strands framing your face. you gulp a bit, then again after she brushes her knuckles against your cheek. âi like this. the makeup.â
i like you. you fight back the confession.
âthanks.â you swallow, nodding. âwell, i should,â you start, playing with her tie out of a burst of confidence. you tug on it just a little, catching her by surprise. her breath hitches just barely. â--get going. iâll see you.â you say, dropping the piece of fabric in your hand.Â
as you head toward your booth, the thrill from your brief encounter with minji lingers, leaving you more than a little distracted and hoping she feels it too.
âŠ
youâve painted more faces than you can count on one hand in only an hour, much to your surprise. if you were to do this full time youâd for sure develop arthritis the second week on the job.Â
after your tenth person â some kid who just wanted two flowers on her cheeks â danielle taps your shoulder. you turn around, humming in response.
âyou look beat,â she says.
your shoulders are drooping, your posture is much worse than when you started, and youâre moving your wrist in a every angle to stretch it out and relieve the soreness.Â
âyou think?â
âhanni says sheâll be over in a bit.â danielle assures, patting you on the back and massaging your back lightly. âthe stall will close soon so we can all hangout after.â
âthank god. are the other activities closed?â
ânot until before midnight â i think.â you sigh in relief, but danielle adds, âcould you grab some stuff from the supply closet though? maybe some more white, blue, and red paint? maybe grab yellow and green too.â
she gives you those eyes again, earning a chuckle. âyeah, yeah. okay.â
âgreat! just go down and turn right, thereâs a brown shed â itâs not creepy, i swear. itâs kind of modern actually.â
âsomething tells me youâre lying.â
âme? lying?âÂ
you roll your eyes and stand up, then you trudge on over down the gravel. you roll your shoulders back and massage your neck a bit, then fix your costume a bit. itâs funny; youâre at a whole festival and this is the only time youâre exposed to the groups of people, bright lights, and excitement all around â at least for longer than a minute.
turning the corner you reach a shed, one that matches danielleâs description.Â
danielle isnât a liar, she never lies â well, she never lies about anything serious. itâs quite modern inside, seemingly new due to the fresh paint smell. itâs lined with wooden shelves, each holding different items. the corners are filled with various decorations, ranging from not only halloween decor but also christmas and even valentines day themed trinkets. you laugh at the little cupid poster in the back, but recollect yourself and focus on the âtaskâ at hand.
you have to rummage through the costumes in the corner to find a small box with face paint in it. the light in the shed isnât on (there isnât a switch, only some rustic-type light hanging from above in the middle of the building), so you use your flashlight to help you see clearer.Â
it takes a bit more time to find the yellow bottle of paint, which is in your hand until you drop it from the sound of the door opening so suddenly.
you jump, gasping ever so lightly before turning around to see a very striking patrick bateman.
minji stands in the doorway, still looking as good as before, looking at you with a perplexed expression.
âwhat are you doing here?â she asks, looking around the area.
âminji,â you close your eyes, âyou scared the shit out of me!â
âiâm sorryâŠâ she says, jutting out her bottom lip and suddenly every ounce of fear is drained from your body. âi didnât know you were in here.â
âdanielle sent me to get more paint.â
âthat's funny,â minji steps towards you, looking at the two paint bottles on the floor. âhanni sent me to grab trash bags.â
you donât respond for a second because minji steps under the antique light above her. it illuminates her face in the best way possible, highlighting the smeared on fake blood and her features. you feel your throat tightening as you stare.
minjiâs gaze softens, she steps closer.
âdo you know where i could find trashââ
âyes, um, yeah, probably in the corner.â you choke out.
she chuckles, you swallow lightly.Â
you take the stretch of silence to pick up the two bottles that had dropped out your hand and turn the flash on your phone off. you fix your tank top because minji is still within radius, but sheâs busy looking for the trash bags, still.
âiâll see you later?â you say softly. minjiâs head whips around, and thereâs a slight frown on her face. before she can respond, you hear a click coming from the door, then stare at the handle with furrowed brows. you reach over to twist the knob, but it barely budges. âwhat the hell?â
âwhat?â
âi think itâs locked. did you lock it?â
she shakes her head, her brow furrowing as she steps over, nudging you aside to try the handle herself. she pulls, twisting the knob a little harder than you did, but the door still doesnât move an inch.Â
âitâs locked.â she mutters, glancing at you with a hint of worry. âi think weâre stuck.â
you both stare at each other for a beat, the realization sinking in, and suddenly the small shed feels much smaller. you look away first, sighing before turning on your phone.
âiâll call danielle.â you say, voice steady, though thereâs a slight tremor as you dial.
âiâll try hanni.â
you both dial. danielle doesnât answer and you huff. you wait for minji, her phone against her ear, and the defeated groan is enough to tell you whether hanni answered or not.
âi guess theyâre busy.â minji says, slipping her phone back into her pocket.Â
for a moment, silence stretches between you both again, an awkward tension settling in. minji shifts, making a weird noise as she brushes dust off her shirt. you canât help but find it cute. then she adjusts her loose collar, making you clear your throat and glancing around for any other possible way out; thereâs none.
the only thing you catch is a window, a window thatâs far too small and high for anything to happen.
âweâre stuck.â you mutter, looking back at minji.
âdo you think dani and hanni will realize weâre missing?â
âthey might be busyâŠâ you pinch the bridge of your nose, resting your head against the door. âi have no idea how weâll get out.â
youâre stuck with minji. kim minji. the hottest and cutest girl youâve ever laid eyes on. the girl you think of way too much for it to be platonic. the girl whoâs in a costume that genuinely has you considering ruining a friendship. the girl whoâs leaning back against the shelf behind her right now, crossing her arms, and whoâs eyes are flickering over you as she smiles.
âyour costume is really something.â her voice is casual, like youâre not stuck in a shed. thereâs also a warmth in her tone that isnât hidden in the slightest. âi like it a lot. you look heavenly.â
if minjiâs trying to ease the tension, sheâs doing it very well. her stupid dad joke earns a laugh from you, and now youâre leaning against the door with one side of your body as you keep eye contact.
âthank you minji, your looks could really kill.â
she laughs, gums showing and eyes crinkling. you want her so bad.Â
âthat one was worse than mine.â
âno it wasnât!â
she rolls her eyes. âit was.â she steps closer leaning her head against the same door and staring hard at every single feature of your face. she glances at your lips briefly, then back up. âbet youâve turned more than a few heads tonight.â
âmaybe,â you feel your voice growing quieter. âbut i was stuck at the booth.â
âif i were at the booth i think iâd purposely stay just to see you. you look really pretty tonight y/n, i mean it.â
you blush. âmaybe.â thereâs a grin that you canât keep off your face. âiâd say the same for you.â
she chuckles again, looking down at her slightly blood-stained dress shirt. âyeah, i think i took the pumpkin carving part a bit too seriously. got more guts on me than on the pumpkins.â she holds up her hands, still faintly stained with an orange hue, and shakes her head. âiâll probably smell like pumpkins for a week.â
minji watches you turn to the side, covering your mouth to stifle a giggle.Â
turning back, youâre mid-laugh when your eyes catch on a smudge of blood across minjiâs cheek, just barely out of place. your hand moves without thinking, reaching up to brush it away with your thumb. the laughter fades, the shed shrinking around you, and everything slows, the only movement her skin warming under your touch.
minjiâs gaze locks onto yours, intense and unblinking, and thereâs something behind it that makes your heart skip. her eyes are barely liddied now, she swallows, biting down on the inside of her lip, before a slow, uncertain smile begins to take over her face.Â
âyou look so good right now,â she murmurs, her voice low, almost rough. her hand reaches up, covering yours, holding it there against her cheek, like sheâs trying to commit the moment to memory, almost like itâll end anytime â soon, or now.
youâre close enough to feel her breath, the slight catch in it. âgood enough for you?â you ask softly, a smile playing at your lips, your words teasing, but your heart racing.
she chuckles, but itâs quiet, and her gaze doesnât waver. âbetter than good,â she whispers, her hand falling from yours, trailing down to your waist, her fingers grazing the bare skin there, gentle, hesitant, like sheâs testing the feel of you, seeing if youâll pull away, but you donât. minji smirks. âare you⊠seeing anyone?â
the question hangs between you, heavy and thrilling. you shake your head, your pulse pounding beneath her touch. âno one at all.â
she exhales, her voice barely above a whisper. âgood.â her fingers press into your waist just a little more, her gaze flickering down to your lips, and you watch, almost dizzy, as she wets her own, her tongue darting out, just barely, the movement so subtle youâd miss it if you werenât so close.
your hand moves from her cheek, trailing slowly down to the open collar of her shirt, brushing along her collarbone. her breath hitches, and her head tilts slightly, just enough for your fingers to press against her skin, her eyes closing for the briefest moment before she meets your gaze again. you donât realize how close youâve drawn until you feel her breath warm against your lips.
she glances at your lips for what seems the tenth time. you two are clearly vibrating on the same wave length, itâs evident.
then, with the faintest, almost imperceptible smile, minji closes the space between you, her mouth soft, warm, pressing into yours, a little unsure, like sheâs savoring every second of it. her hand at your waist tightens, pulling you closer, her fingertips grazing the curve of your hip as she leans in, her other hand moving to cradle the side of your face, her thumb grazing your cheek. the world around you slips away, and all thatâs left is herâthe warmth of her lips, the feeling of her touch, and the overwhelming sense that every daydream you had is getting outdone by this moment. this real moment.
itâs so real when she pulls away with rosy cheeks. she looks at you nervously, as if she didnât just take the oxygen from your lungs.
âwas that alright?â she asks, sounding unsure. itâs cute, sheâs cute, god sheâs so cute.
âperfect.â you mumble.
your hand moves to where her tie is, itâs loose around her collar, making it easier for you to tug her right back into you. she gasps from surprise and groans into your lips, kissing you hard.
her fingers press into your skin and you shiver, parting your lips ever so slightly to sigh softly. minji smirks against your skin, trailing to your jawline with light pecks as you release your grip on her tie and snake your hand around her neck.
âiâveââ a kiss to the side of your throat, âwanted toââ a kiss lower, âdo this forââ and a soft kiss to the base of your neck, âso long.âÂ
your breath shakes after she finishes the sentence, she kisses your neck once more.
minji parts, moving you over so youâre is against some random, heavy box on the side of the shed and now both arms are around your neck. youâre a few more kisses in, mixed with content sighs and groans and handfuls of hair before you two almost bite each otherâs lips off from the sound of the door opening.Â
you barely have time to pull away, minjiâs lips are still a breath from yours, her hand lingering at your waist. you both turn to see danielle, hanni, and yunjin standing in the doorway, eyes wide. you and minji spring apart, the movement so fast that it would be funny if you were witnessing the situation.
danielleâs shock morphs into a grin as she exchanges a look with hanni, and yunjin just has a hand over her mouth.
hanniâs mouth drops open before breaking into a smirk, her eyes flickering with pure satisfaction.Â
âoh my god.â hanni breathes, relief in her voice. âit actually worked.â
before you or minji can respond, utterly confused considering they all look relieved rather than disgusted, yunjin takes one look at you and minji and bursts out laughing,
âi knew it! i knew you two would finally do something if we left you alone long enough.â
minji blinks, looking as if sheâs still processing. you glance between them, your cheeks warm. âwhat?â you say exasperatedly, âwhat do you mean âfinallyâ? whatâ what is all this?â
The three of them exchange looks before danielle nudges yunjin forward, her grin growing. âso uh, we mightâve had a little something to do with the door locking. maybe on purpose. maybe. perchance.â
âdefinitely on purpose.â hanni adds, crossing her arms. âwe were all tired of watching you guys dance around your feelings. you two needed a push.â
minji stares at them with a mix of embarrassment and dawning realizaiton. then she glances at you, her face flushing before turning back to the trio.
âyou all planned this?â
hanni nods, looking like sheâs enjoying this way too much. âyou guys are hopeless. you know? everyone could see that you two wanted each other except you two. who the hell nudges their friends like that? you both are like middle schoolers with their first crush.â
you exchange yet another glance with minji, whoâs biting her lip. thereâs a surprise mirroring on her face, and honestly itâs really cute. adorably cute.Â
despite all the embarrassment, you canât help but laugh, a little breathless.
âso⊠this was all a setup?â minji says, looking at them with a half-laugh, half-disbelieving shake of her head.
danielle shrugs, stepping aside to give you both room to leave the shed. âwell, it worked, didnât it?â
yunjinâs grin is teasing as she waves you both out, her eyes bright with excitement. âyeah, finally,â she echoes, a satisfied smirk on her face. you glance at minji, whoâs still looking at you, and a shy, almost playful smile tugs at her lips.
and as you both step out of the shed, shoulder to shoulder, the knowing smiles of your friends after they glance behind, thereâs a giddiness accompanying the space between you and minji.
they all explain something about your booths being over because you two were too busy making out â you barely listen â and minji nudges your shoulder again when theyâre far enough to not hear her.
you turn, tilting your head a bit before she leans down a bit to mumble, âyou know, i heard that if you donât kiss me again, for at least an hour, bloody mary might show up in your room tonight.â
a laugh escapes your lips and you push minji, whoâs grinning at you like an idiot. you roll your eyes and reach out to hold her hand, she squeezes yours excitedly.Â
âthatâs a new one. are you sure itâs true?â
minji quickly cups your cheek and steals a kiss, parting away to make sure your friends donât turn around and tease you two relentlessly.
âthat one just got rid of all the bad energy from before.â
âwhat bad energy?â
âthe one thatâs building up every second you donât kiss me. it also builds up if you donât go out with me for lunch tomorrow. or ever.â
you roll your eyes once more, then glance at your friends before kissing minjiâs cheek.
âi canât risk any of that, can i?â
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HOW WOULD SATORU/ SUGU / NANAMI/ CHOSO react ti reader being cheated on. My bf of 3 years just cheated on me w his dumbass coworker. And I want to die
Cheated
Summary: JJK men react to finding out you were cheated on!
Characters: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Choso Kamo, FAB!Reader
Word Count: 6,285
Warnings: Mentions of cheating, confessions, consensual photos, oral sex (female receiving), bathtub sex, public sex, chair sex, hot damn
A/N: Hi Nonnie Im so sorry that happened to you, cheaters are the worst!! Ah, I love this trope. There's nothing like getting sweet revenge and having a sexy new boyfriend to go with it!
Gojo Satoru:
When Gojoâs phone starts buzzing with your ringtone, he answers it instantly, turning his back to the first years, who are bickering over where they want to go for dinner, on his dime. He steps away, holding the ear up to his phone with a gentle smile.
âThis is Gojo; how can I make your every dream come true?â The line is silent before he can hear a slight sniffle on the other line. All of the humor and playfulness leave his tone as he steps into an alleyway to keep things a bit more private. âSweetheart, hey, whatâs wrong? Who do I need to teleport to the middle of the ocean?
âM-My cheating scumbag of a boyfriend.â You manage to get out in between hiccups. Satpru grits his teeth. He never liked the asshole, never in the entirety of your one-year relationship. âI-I was going to shop for some supplies for Yaga, l-like yarn and shit. And his coworker sent me a video of them fucking..â
âWhere are you?â He asked, hurrying back to the group of first years, tossing Megumi his card. âIâm coming to meet you right now.â
After sending Gojo your location, you hung up the phone just as he teleported right in front of you, scaring the ever-loving shit out of you. âJesus Toru, you scaââ His arms are around you in an instant, holding you tight against his chest. The sudden affection leaves you speechless, but the warmth of his body and the sweet, musky smell of him comfort your broken heart. Smelling him, feeling his warmth, had tears flowing down your cheeks. You hugged him back, arms wrapping tightly tightly around his waist.
âI always hated that dick; he was a total scumbag, sweetie," Satoru whispered gently, rubbing his hands up and down your back. âYou donât deserve to be treated the way he treats you. You deserve someone whoâll give you the world.â
âIf you find anyone like that, let me know.â
âWell, you're sort of hugging him right now.â
You blinked, eyes going wide as you pulled back, looking at the blindfolded man. "Wh-wait, what?â He chuckled, one hand remaining on your waist while the other reached up, rubbing at his undercut nervously.
âI'd treat you like royalty, sweetheart. God, I've liked you for years now."
"Years!? How long are we talking?!"
"Since we were third year.â
"Third year? Toru, why didn't you wait so long to tell me?!â
"Because you were already dating Jerks, you didn't seem interested whenever I flirted. Do I gave up and decided to stick to being your friend?â
Thinking back to the times he flirted, he had been so boisterous, and in your head, you thought he was joking with you. When it turns out he genuinely wanted to go out with you. If you hadnât been so dense all these years, you wouldâve realized that you wouldâve said yes to going out with him in a heartbeat.
âOh my god, all this time, I thought you were just joking around! Iâm such an idiot.â
âDonât say that; I probably shouldâve been more straightforward.â
Satoru gently squeezed your hand before you interlaced your fingers together. He was feeling your hand in his hand, which made his heart sore. His eyes glanced down, confirming what he felt was real, before his cheeks flushed a deep red.
âIs it too late to acknowledge your flirting?â
âFor you? Never.â He began leading you out to the street as you pulled out your phone, deleting the message from your exes mistress. âSay ~ what do yaâ think about dishing out some cold, brutal revenge?â
âI would say I like the way you think.â
âYou still have that Polaroid camera?â
The smell of sex is thick in the air as Gojo fucks into you from behind. You're gripping the sheets as he holds the Polaroid camera above him, snap-shotting the perfect back shots heâs giving you. The camera spits out the photo, and he snatches it, shaking it violently before looking down at it. He smirked, grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking it, lifting you from the pillows.
âLook at this, fuck, youâre so pretty. I know weâre doing this for sweet, beautiful revenge, but I donât know if I wanna show the world these pictures.â Hearing him being so possessive over you has you groaning and pleasure. âI think I want to keep these pictures all to myself, maybe take a couple with me so I have jerk-off material on missions.â
âFuuuuck Toru!â you rock your hips and back against his hard cock thatâs twitching inside your wet pussy. âYeah, that them, keep them; I donât want anyone else seeing me but you!â
The tone of your voice, the submissive words that leave your pretty fucking mouth, has Gojo pulling your hair harder as he keeps your head held up as he fucks into you harder. âYeah, baby, do you want me to keep these pretty little pictures? Pretty pictures of you that my cock twitch and Iâm still fucking inside you.â He pulls you up so youâre back is pressed firmly against his chest, both of you on your knees as he rams his cock into your g-spot.
âGah! Fuck~oooh fuck Satoru~!â You reach a hand back, gripping the back of his head, pulling him down to your mouth so you can kiss the life out of him. âYes~ yes~ keep them all~!â
âMhmmmpm!â White eyebrows knit together as he kisses you back as hard as he can, lips bruising against yours, making them swell even more. âFuck~ fuck sweetheart, you are so fucking hot.â He turns the camera so itâs facing the both of you and snaps a picture as he kisses your neck, nipping and sucking on it, marking you up so everyone will know you are his and he is yours.
The bed is covered, and Polaroid pictures depict your sexual debauchery over the last two hours. From you sucking him off to his head buried between your thighs, making you come so hard you experienced an out-of-body experience. The proof of your sexual encounter has your cunt throbbing, hugging his cock so hard it has him whining.
âOh my god, you're so tight! Fuck!â Gojoâs jerking his hips up into you, hitting every spot that was a weak point for you. Heâs a whimpering fucked up, pissy drunk off of you.âNnngh baby~ baby sweetheart!â Hot breath fans against the crook of your neck as he nips at your skin.
âToru! Toru! Oh my god! Ooooh, my fucking god, I'm going to cum! Oh fuck!â
âOh please~ please cum on my cock~! Please! Fuck I wanted this for so long! God fuck!â
Satoruâs peace quickened as he slammed the head of his cock over and over into your g-spot. You squirt all over the bed and the polaroids that covered the sheets. Watching you come for the first time in real life and not in his fantasies had Gojo stealing his hips as his thick cum filled you. He weakly thrust in and out of your heat, leaking out with each time he slid out of you. He only stopped once he felt his balls unclench, and you both collapsed forward onto the bed.
âOh my fuck.â Polaroid pictures moved across the bed under your conjoined heavy breathing. âFuuuuck, I've dreamt about doing that for so long.â His lips pressed against your back with dozens of kisses, leaving you a giggling mess underneath him.
âSatoru~â
âYeah, baby~?â
âLetâs go again.â
You could feel his softening cock twitch within your walls. âAgain?â Satoruâs tone is thick as honey, excitement clear as day.
âYeah~ we have ten years to make up for.â
You and Gojo made up for last time and then some, and while your ex never received any of the Polaroids you both took, he did receive the biggest fuck you when Gojo teleported all of his belongings into the Atlantic ocean. Dating the strongest sorcerer of the modern age came with several perks, a big dick, and scary dog privileges. As you lie in bed with him, you were never more grateful for receiving such a video of your ex cheating because you gained the best boyfriend in the entire world because of it.
Geto Suguru:
âI cannot wait to eat these cold soba noodles! Itâs so hot outside. Theyâre gonna taste so good.â You looked up at your best friend as you exited the elevator. âArenât you excited, Suguru?â
âEcstatic.â
âYou know what would make these noodles taste ten times better? If my asshole boyfriend wasnât at home.â
Suguru shook his head before heaving as you searched for your keys inside your purse. âI honestly donât know why you wonât dump the dickhead.â
âYaâ know, Iâve been asking myself the same question.â your asshole of a boyfriend had been blowing you off for weeks now. He complained about everything you do, and you were getting sick of it. âI should just dump him and date you instead!â your chicks burned as you stopped at him, a teasing smile over your lips.
When you met his eyes, you werenât met with the soft grin he gave you whenever the two of you joked around. Instead, it was an earnest look; his eyes narrowed as he nodded before grabbing your shoulder and turning you to face him. Your mouth was suddenly very dry as he kept your cheek with his thumb.
âYou should.â
âW-wait, seriously?â
âYeah, I would treat you so much better than this asshole.â
You blink before opening your mouth to respond when a moan sounds from the other side of the door. That did not belong to your boyfriend. Suguruâs eyes were wide, his head jerking towards the door as you saw red. Flinging it, you rushed in, finding your boyfriend balls deep inside his coworker on your couch.
âYou son of a bitch! Thatâs it. We are done!â Suguru gently took the bag of food from you, putting it on the counter, allowing you to throw your purse at your scumbag boyfriend. âGet out of my apartment!â
âYour apartment?â Your now ex-boyfriend asked as he and the bitch got dressed hastily. âDon't you mean our apartment? I live here, too!â
âHaha! Not any fucking more! I can't stand your ass!â You shriek, looking for something to throw at him. âYou scumbag! God, you're both such terrible, horrible, nasty people! You deserve each other!â Having had enough of the conversation, you turned to storm out, and your ex scoffed smugly.
âYeah?! Well, at least I have someone.â
That was it; you were going to jail. You turned to commit several crimes, but just before you could, Suguru stopped you. His lips crashed against yours. His lips moved feverishly against yours as he backed you up against the wall, slamming his hands on either side of your head. The initial shock of the unexpected knee-buckling kiss wears off, and you're like melted butter. You throw your arms around your best friend's neck, pulling him closer.
The fluidity of your kisses and moans would have had anyone assuming that you had done this countless times when, in fact, it was your first kiss. A kiss that was fueled by yes of pent-up desire. Suguru put everything into that kiss, ensuring you knew how he felt. You had never been kissed so passionately in your life. It was an array of tongues, the lingering taste of brown sugar milk tea, and pure lust. It made you want more, and for once in your life, you would be selfish.
You broke the kiss first, freeing yourself to stare at Suguruâs tan, flushed face as he panted roughly against your lips. A breathless giggle full of excitement and relief rose in your chest as Suguru kissed you again before turning to sneer at your ex while you trailed kisses down his neck.
âAhhh~ fuck would you look at that.â His eyes rolled back as you nipped at his skin. âLooks like she does have someone~â Suguru picked you up by your thighs, lifting you to his hips. âNow, Iâm going to give you ten seconds to get out of here before I start ducking my girl.â
âWhy the fuck would I care?â
âBecause Iâm going to make her scream so loud youâre going to know what a real orgasm sounds like.â
âSuguru!â You squeak as he carries you to the kitchen table, tossing the placemats to the ground before laying you on top.
âW-What?! fuck you, Man-Bun. Iâve made her cum before!â
âMhmm~â Suguru kisses down your neck, making you gasp. âSure you didâjust like this chick right who just sounded like some B-grade actress and a bad softcore porno.â His hands trail down your body, squeezing you gently.
You were so lost in the pleasure that you barely noticed the girl stuttering as she dressed. Your ex asks if she faked it as they hardly exited the apartment. The sound of shocked, angry yelling you in that she had faked it like you had done almost every time you had sex with him.
Suguru nipped at your collarbone before pulling back and looking at the door. âTheyâre gone.â He gasped as you yanked him back on top of you, kissing him deeply. The groan that left him as he rocked his hips against yours had your legs trembling in anticipation as you worked at his belt.
âSo make me scream so loud they can hear it down the street.â
When you ask Geto to make you scream, he makes you cry. He fucked you on the table, his fat, thick cock, sliding in and out of your tight little hole, making you cum so hard you soaked his pants. Before he bends you over the couch and fuck you again, this time even harder, making you scream even louder. Before he dragged you into your bedroom, where he fucked you against the door.
The benefit of being one of the strongest sorcerers was that Geto had stamina. And even when his dick was limp and needed a break, his tongue did all the work for him. For a manâs curse technique was swallowing curses, he knew how to eat pussy like a champ.
âOooh, what the fuck!?â You screamed as Geto Slid his tongue inside of your cunt, curling it expertly against your g-spot. âWh-Whoa~! Fuck! Fuuuuuck me!â
Your hands dug into the dark raven strands of his hair, pulling on it roughly. Suguru growled, hands grabbing your hips and bringing you closer to his mouth. His nose rubbed up and down over your clit as he fucked you with his long tongue. Your upper body convulsed, shaking up and down as the pleasure rippled through every nerve in your body. Geto Suguru eats you out like you were his last meal on death row, from the tips of your toes to the top of your head.
âMmmm~,â he hummed, âmmmhm~!â his eyebrows knitted and concentrated as he felt your sweet, tangy slick coating his tongue. he loved the way you tasted and how you withered against the bed as he pleased to deal with his mouth. He got off on getting you off. Tasting your dripping pussy, enough to have his sore dick rising to attention, ready for the fourth round of your insane sexual escapade.
âS-Sugu! Ooooh fuck yeah~ fuck oh my god!â Tugging his hair made him groan as you rocked against his nose. âYes, yes!â
Suguru pulled back, panting like a madman; he used both hands, slamming back down against the mattress. âStopâhow can I enjoy my meal when youâre bucking against my face like that.â the sound of protest forms in the back of your throat., but Suguru is back between your legs, lapping at your wet folds. âBy a good girl.â but being good was so hard when you were right on the edge of cumming. You wanted to know you needed it; you needed to cum all over his tongue.
âPlllease Sugu~! Please, I wanna cum~â
âYeah, wanna cum all over my tongue, baby?â
âYes! Please, please, I need it~!â
That single word had him melting. âThen,â he gripped your thighs, desperately flipping you both so you were straddling his face, âtake what you need.â His tongue slid out of his mouth, resting flat against his chin.
Suguru had dreamed about you sitting on his face several times. Heâd had countless a wet, wet dream about the scenario. For you to finally straddle his face and start humping his tongue while you played with your tits, Was almost enough to send him over the edge. Watching you use him, it was so fucking hot. You rocked and rolled your hips, fucking your face against his mouth as you gripped the sheets, grounding yourself as you fucking cummed all over his face.
The raven-haired man underneath you sucked all of your juices, willingly letting it fill his mouth as he groaned and whined at your taste. The taste alone, cock twitching once, then twice before a spurt of white-hot cum splattered against your back coding alone, cock twitching once, then twice before a spurt of cum hit your back. Feeling him cum untouched just from eating you out was enough to extend your orgasm, leaving you a trembling sloppy mess above him.
âOooh fuck.â His voice muttered against your twitching pussy before you pulled back, laying down on his chest. âYou are utterly insatiable. Do you know that?â
âMe? Good sir, youâre the one that just literally sucked the soul out of my pussy.â
âIâve wanted to do it for so long I got excited.â his hands gently rubbed down the sides of your body. âYou know, Iâm not even sorry that we walked in on your ex cheating on you today.â
âStrangely, I couldnât agree more with you.â
Suguru pushed her back out of your face, smiling as you nipped and kissed at his pecks. âThe second I get the feeling back in my legs, Iâm getting those soba noodles for us to eat in bed.â
âThat sounds like heaven.â
âMhmm, if you're here with me, it is.â
Nanami Kento:
Nanami stood outside your favorite restaurant, searching the sidewalk for any side of you. He was planning on treating you to a warm meal and a bottle of wine as a thank-you for your help on a recent mission together. You were running late and starting to wonder if you got caught up at the school before he could pull out his phone to call you; he heard you.
âLeave me alone!â you shrieked, running towards Nanami; while youâre moronic imbecile of a boyfriend was close behind.
âIt was an accident, I swear!â
Without thinking, your best friend since high school rushed forward, and the second he saw tears flowing down your cheeks, he pulled you behind him, allowing him to face the man he knew as your boyfriend. Your hands gripped his suit jacket as your boyfriend tried to get around Nanami, but he would not allow him the chance.
âShe has asked for you to leave her alone. Stop harassing her.â Nanamiâs tone was cold and stern.
âBabe, it was an accident, I swear to God!â
You scoffed, your head around Nanami. âAn accident?! you call fucking your coworker an accident?!â Nanami felt a vein pulse in his forehead; how could someone hurt you like that? âYou expect me to believe that you accidentally tripped and your dick accidentally slid inside of her?!â when you rationally put it like your boyfriend didnât know what to say.
âBabe, pleaseââ
âNo, weâre done. I will leave your shit in front of my door. Get the fuck away from me, delete my number, and never reach out to me again.â
âB-Butââ
âYou heard her. You should leave because you wonât like it if I get involved more than I already am.â
You watched your ex-boyfriend heading down the street, his head hung low. The instant he was out of sight, you pulled away from Nanami with a sigh. âThank you, Kento.â a giant hand stroked some of your flyaways against your head.
âYou're welcome. I know this question is foolish, but are you okay?â
âI'm fineâ?â Now that you are away from your exes hustling, you can process your emotions. âI'm more angry than sad.â
âThat's understandable and a very rational way to react.â
âIt's been a long time. Butââ A broken sigh left you, âhim cheating on me was the final straw.â
Hearing you say your relationship was finished made Nanami happy. âGood, I never liked him. You deserve so much more than he was willing to give you..â
You smiled weekly, gripping at the sleeve of his jacket. âThat's very sweet. Thank you, Kento. Iâm sorry, but could we rain check on dinner? I need to go pack up his shit.â you released his jacket to head back towards your apartment. You werenât able to step forward before Nanami grabbed your hand, preventing you from moving further.
âLet me help you take out the trash. We donât need to go to a restaurant, but I can cook dinner.â
âOh, you don't have to do that.â
âI know I don't, but I want to.â
Knowing Nanami, he wouldnât take no for an answer, not when he knew how upset you were and that your heart had just been broken. You didnât want to be alone. So thatâs how you found yourself on the floor sipping wine as you ate the pasta Nanami had prepared. You both were having such a great time laughing and chatting with each other. No one wouldâve guessed you had broken up with your boyfriend hours before.
Nanami Kento always made you happy. He was the best thing that happened to you in high school. You had a major crush on him, but he never seemed interested. That was a shame to you. Do anything to be with a genuinely great guy like him.
âSay, Ken,â You were leaning against his side. âIf weâre both not married by the time we hit thirty. What do you say we just get married? Weâre both good friends. I think it would be a good marriage partââ
âItâs so incredibly frustrating with how oblivious you are sometimes.â
His remark has you sitting up, turning to watch as he sips more wine. âIâm sorry, what?â the blonde snickers ran his hand through his hair.
âHave you ever stopped and asked yourself why I never liked your ex-boyfriends?â youâre too stunned to answer his question. âItâs because I like you, and I always have. Itâs always been you.â
âKento.â
âSeeing you in tears tonight being cheated on has me feeling a little more blunt.â His honesty has you breathing heavily as he puts his wine glass on the coffee table before he cups your face with both hands. âI don't want to wait until weâre thirty to be together. I want you now and forever.â
âN-Not like a one-night stand? This wouldnât be a one-time thing?â
âNo, this would be the beginning of a hopefully very long life together.â
There was no hesitation or second thoughts as you grabbed Kentoâs face, kissing him hungry deeply. Your best friend hummed, pulling you onto his lap as his hands arrested on both of your hips, making you slowly rock against him. The sweet wine smell of his musk and plum made your head spin as you rocked faster. The pent-up desire finally allows you the courage to take what you want.
The sweet smell of your favorite bubble bath mix filled the air as water slowly spilled over the edge of the tub as you rocked up and down on Nanamiâs cock. His head was tilted back as honey, brown eyes roamed over every inch of your bare, wet skin. A glow danced over your beautiful skin in the low flicker of candlelight, making you look like a goddess.
Nanami grunted, hissing through his teeth as his hands groped and gently massaged your breasts, his mouth coming up, latching onto one of your nipples. Your back arched as you gently guessed, leaning against him harder, pressing your breasts into his face, encouraging him to keep sucking. With each time you lifted your hips off his cock heâd suck the bud, and with each time you slammed yourself back down on him, he nibbled around your areola.
Although you have never been intimate, you move with a particular flow. You were like ice skaters who had been skating for decades. You knew each movement and how the other liked it. And perhaps that was because you had known each other for so long. You knew each other like the back of your hands. But there was something more between you. Something that was a more profound feeling, almost like the two of you were made for each other.
âAh~ fuck honey.â Kentoâs hot breath tickled your wet breasts. âCan I help you? Please, I want to be a little selfish.â
âY-Yes Kento~ I want more! I need all of you.â
Sliding his hands off your breasts, Nanami reached down, grabbing your hips, holding them gently as he began thrusting up into you, slowly, sensually. The way his hips rocked into you was gentle, full of passion at the same time. The intensity of his slow thrusts had you gripping onto his broad, muscular shoulders for support as he began sliding down in time with his pace.
âYou feel so good~I can't get enough of you.â
âThen consider me all yours.â You breathe out against his kiss, swollen lips. âTake me, Kento~ make me yours one million times over again.â
So thatâs exactly what he did. Nanami pressed his lips firmly against yours, sighting his tongue into your mouth. You were both a tangled mess of limbs and tongues as you both fucked each other toward the edge of orgasmic pleasure. He moaned into your mouth, pulling away, resting his forehead against yours as he stared into your eyes.
âLook at me.â his voice was gruff and so deep. âLook at me when you cum on my cock.â
Gripping onto the blonde strands of hair on his head, he stared into his eyes as your walls were convulsing around him. âKento~ Ken ~ ooooh fuck I'm cumming~ cum with me~!â he didnât need to say anything for you to know thatâs exactly what he did. Warmth spread through your body as he filled you, and you came together.
The intensity of the orgasm had you both shaking and trembling as if you were stuck in the snow. His lips move against yours, secret your hips with a satisfied snarl. âI could get used to this. Coming home to you, enjoying a hot meal and bathing together.â his hands gently groped your ass, squeezing it.
âMmm~ As long as youâre cooking, I think we have a deal.â
âMhmm, thatâs fair; Iâll cook.â His hips jerked up into you, his cock still fully erect. âAnd youâll be the dessert.â
Choso Kamo:
Choso walked with Yuuji to his class, eager to see you. The two of you had become best friends over the last few months. Telling each other everything, going to dinner, taking walks, and training together, you were inseparable. The only downside to being friends with you was that Choso longed for more. He didnât want to be your friend. He wanted to be your boyfriend. But he would never make a move because of your current boyfriend.
He was a sorcerer and a scumbag who didnât treat you the way you deserved. Choso had been so confused about why you wouldnât break up with him, but his younger brother told him some people accept that sort of treatment. They feel like they canât do any better, which is asinine because. Choso would love to treat you like a princess but wouldnât push you to leave the man you were dating.
âGood Morninâ teachââ Yuuji announced as he and Choso entered your classroom. Brown eyes met yours, and Choso felt like his heart would stop.
You were gently sitting at your desk; Geto and Shoko rubbed your back as tears streamed down your cheeks. For a second, both Cho and his younger brother thought something horrible had happened. Maybe someone had died, or you were hurt.
âItadori, Kamoââ Geto straightened, shoving his hands into his pants pockets. âGojo was supposed to catch you, too. Heâs taking over your class, Itadori.â
âOh! Yeah, we didnât see him on our way here.â
âYo Yuuji, Choso, let's get to the field!â Speaking of the devil, Gojo shredded forward, towering over Megumi and Nobara, who followed behind. âYour talisman class was canceled because your sweet teacher got her heart broken.â Heartbroken?
Chosoâs head snapped in your direction. He'd experienced heartbreak himself after the deaths of his younger brothers. Was your heartbreak so bad that Shoko needed to heal you?
âAre you going to be all right? I know how painful a broken heart is.â
âSatoru!â Geto chastised as Choso rushed forward, gently examining your face, waiting for you to ensure you were okay.
âChoâIâm okayâI justââ
âHey, itâs not my fault. She got cheated on by a Playboy sorcerer who was notorious for sleeping around.â
Cheated? Like in a video game, it was possible to break your heart by cheating like that? The questions reeled, and Chosoâs mind evaporated as you stood up, hissing as you tossed one of your talismans at Gojo. The glowing blue paper hit the white-haired sorcererâs infinity and violently shook before exploding into blue cursed energy.
âOh shit, I didnât know she was still here!â Gojo grinned, pointing at your flailing talisman paper. âYou seriously thought this would get through my infinity? Thatâs hilarious.â
âFuck you, Gojo! Itâs not your right to go around telling people what happened!â
âSorry! Sorry! I'll leave you to wallow in self-pity. Yuuji, letâs get going.â Choso watched as the strongest sorcerer of the modern age grabbed his younger brother by the back of his hoodie and dragged him down the hall.
For a moment, Choso tried to think of what to say or what questions he could ask without coming off as insensitive. But those thoughts came to a heart as Geto cleared his throat and motioned towards the door at Shoko. The two friends left, heading off in the direction Satoru turned, leaving you and Choso alone.
Your dark-haired companion shut the sliding door to your classroom before strutting towards you. You were wiping useless tears when he threw his arms around you, hugging you. The sudden affection caught you off guard, making you stumble back against the wall as Choso squeezed you tight. His warmth and the sweet smell of spices were much more comforting than your friend's backrubs. So, of course, more tears fell from your eyes, staining Chosoâs robes.
Seeing you in such a distraught state, the marks on Chosoâs face shifted into the shape of arrows. You could hear him gritting his teeth as he clenched his jaw tight. His hand slowly stroked your hair back, and you sniffled into his clothes as he rested his chin on your head.
This was exactly what you needed.
For someone to hold you tight and let you cry into their chest. You didnât need to hear about how you had made a mistake; you knew that. You just wanted a hug and were so glad it was Choso. He was always so good to you; he was perfect.
Pulling back, you sniffed at Chosoâs thumbs and brushed tears away. âWhat happened?â he spoke softly as if he thought his words would break you.
âI found out my ex was cheating on me with several different girls.â You sighed, resting your chin against his sternum and looking into his eyes. âI saw all the messages and pictures; one of the girls found my account and messaged me. When I confronted him about it, he didnât even deny it.â Chosoâs hand twitched. âI asked him why he would cheat, and he claimed I was bad at having sex.â
âThatâs ridiculous! A terrible excuse for a terrible human!â Chosoâs brash anger made you blush. âEven if a person was bad at it, which I doubt is possible, itâs no excuse for breaking your heart.â
Your heart skipped a beat. âChoââ
âI know Iâve been sealed, but thatâs ridiculous! Even if someone was bad at it, I'm not saying that you are; there are so many more qualities to a person than just sex. How beautiful and smart you are, compassionate and open-minded youâve been. Especially with me.â
âChoso.â
He gently stepped forward, slamming his hands on either side of your desk. âYou are so incredible. I would never hurt you like that!â He inched closer to the smell of dragon blood spice wafted off him, making you dizzy. âCan I please show you how much you mean to me?â He stood firm and tall, waiting for your answer.
âI-Iâyes, you may.â The second those words
The second the word yes leaves your mouth, Choso slams his lips against yours. You gasp as he presses you against the wall, your back against the window. His hands grab your wrists, pinning them above your head as he kisses you harder, his eyes shut tight as he groans against your mouth. The kiss has your eyes rolling as you kiss his back, and your tongue flicks at his bottom lip.
Your friends eyes open wide as the feeling of your tongue against his lip. He hesitantly opens his mouth, allowing your tongue to enter. He shudders, eyes rolling back as he tastes your favorite drink on his tongue as you massage it against his own. He kisses the sight of everything as he tilts his head, deepening the kiss, trying to match your pace.
You both pull back for air, gasping into each other's slightly parted mouths, a string of saliva connecting your lips. There was something in the kiss, how Chosoâs gently held your wrists, that made you feral. He was so cute and sweet. God, he made you feel like you were going insane. There was always an attraction for him, but since you were dating someone else, you never acted on those feelings. Now that you were single, you could finally give in to the carnal desire screaming at you to act.
âCho,â you pant, pulling your wrists free, resting your hands on his chest, âI want you, no, I need you.â
âI need you too.â
You grab his hand, pulling him towards your office. âPromise youâll be honest if I suck at sex?â
Chosoâs hair clings to his forehead an hour later as he bites his lip. Heâs sitting in your chair, and you're straddling him, burying your face in his neck, breathing heavily as you ride him. Heâs a whimpering mess, his arms wrapped around you, pressing your breasts against his chest as you thrust his hips up.
âHaaaaah~ haaah haaah.â He breathes heavily, digging his nails into your neck with a gasp. âY-Youâre so good~ sooo good! So wet, so tight, sooo good!â
âC-Choso~ Choso~â youâre littering hickeys all over his pale flushed skin.
âY-Youâfuuuck fuck!â He hisses out, throwing his head against your shoulder as he bucks up into you faster, whining, crying softly at the immense pleasure of you clamping down on his cock as he hits your cervix. âY-Youâre so good at sex! Oh my god, I love this. Can we do this again?! Please, I wanna do this all the time!â
Pulling your face away, it suddenly became evident. âChoso, youâre a virgin?â He nodded, his eyes rolling back into his head, and he shuddered at the feeling of gushing around him. âO-Oooh~ fuck Cho~!â You slam down on him faster; being the first woman heâs been inside of had you feeling absolutely feral. You wanted to ruin him for all other women; you wanted him to be yours and only yours. âW-We haaah, we can d-do this all the time!â Your sweet friend gripped onto your bare back tighter, gasping and gritting his teeth as his balls tightened.
âH-Honey! Honey, please, going to cum~! Gonna cum!â
âYes~ yes, fill me up, Choso~ give it all to me!â
He shudders and slams up into you, dragging you over the edge with his. Your walls flutter around him as he kisses you deeply as he fills you with his cum. Itâs hot and thick, coating your walls as you both hold onto each shaking from the intensity of your orgasms. You hum happily, your lips grazing his skin as he gently shifts, grunting softly.
âHoney,â
âHmm?â
âYou donât suck at sex, youâyou were like a goddess.â Pulling back, Choso cups some of your hair behind your ear. âI want to worship you.â His sweet, gentle voice has you leaning into the palm of his hand.
âYou can, only on one condition.â
âName your price, honey.â
You gently press your lips against his. âI get to worship you too.â Choso felt his smile widen as he kissed your lips over and over again.
âThis is the best day of my life!â And you had to agree completely, because it was the best day of your life too.
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chasing pavements âą hjs
pairing: husband!joshua x wife!reader, parent au
genre: angst, hurt/comfort
synopsis: just reader and joshua being parents
warnings: parental woes, arguments, past childhood trauma, girl-dad!joshua, their child is nameless and is called âbabyâ
a/n: the people asked for dad!shua but nobody said which kindâŠđ€ anyway this was v random and is very parent-y so beware!
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sighing out a deep breath, you open your eyes and try to make your voice as gentle and even as possible. âiâve asked you to clean up your mess three times now, baby. iâm not going to ask you again,â you stop stirring the spoon in the pot to look over your shoulder at her. sheâs busy dragging her crayons over a coloring page, not bothering to look up at you.
âbut im not done!â she whines, bottoms lip jutting out with the beginnings of a tantrum. you tense and and blink a few times as she just whines, tiny hand holding the crayon tightly in her hand. sheâs not even coloring inside of the lines, just streaking the colors over the sheet haphazardly.
âdinner is almost ready. clean it up,â you voice is stern, tension in your tone rising as well as in your posture. you grip the ladle tightly in your fist, your other hand braced against the kitchen counter. âif i have to ask you again, then-â the consequence dies on your tongue at the sound of the lock clicking and the front door opening. she gasps and shoots up from the table, loose crayons scattering across the wood floors.
âpapa!â she shouts, running down the hall to greet joshua. you close your eyes and push out a breath from your nose. your jaw is tight as you turn back to face the stove. âlook at what i got from school today! oh, and you missed seeing soobin today!â
âyeah? what is it?â heâs pressing a kiss to her cheek as he enters the kitchen, making her giggle when he blows raspberry against her skin. joshua sets her down so she can run to her backpack. âhey, baby.â he says, a hand sliding around to your hip and his lips pressing against your jaw in a greeting.
ïżœïżœhey,â you shrug him off of you and turn the burner down to low heat. âuh-uh, you can show daddy after dinner. go clean up,â you say, stopping her short when she comes back with a paper from school clutched in her hands.
that bottom lip juts out again and her eyes dart over to joshua for help. it only frustrates you more, because all three of you know that she has him in her palm. âwell- joshua, stop.â you bark, throwing your arm out to the side to push against his abdomen. âgo clean up the table so we can eat dinner.â her eyes well up with tears, and you feel like the biggest asshole in the world for making her cry. you remember a brief moment of yourself as a child and being scared each time your father asked you to do something. he never had to ask you or your siblings more than onceâyou all found out the hard wayâand worry that youâre doing the same thing to her.
she huffs and spins around, her walk mopey as she puts her paper back into her bag and starts to slowly pick up the crayons. you feel joshua start, his hand gently pushing yours away as he makes his way over to her. âiâll help you, princess,â he says and you grit your teeth.
âjoshua, stop! iâve asked her six times now, she needs to listen!â youâre on the brink of snapping, another word out of him or her is very likely to send you over the edge. itâs rough. the day was shitty from the jump, but you didnât think it would be this bad by the end.
you expect joshua to at least have your back when you put a number on it, he looks over at you before glancing down at your daughter with sad eyes. ây/n, sheâs just a baby.â
âgoddamnit, joshua! let me do this!â
and then the dam breaks. her wail ripples through you like an electric current, setting off all of the alarms and signals that let you know your daughter is in trouble. except, you put her in this position, and now your heart has sunk to your stomach. joshua hurries to pick her up, cradling her against his chest and smoothing his hand over her hair. you stay rooted at your place by the stove, ignoring the sting in your nose and the newly formed lump in your throat. joshua shushes her softly like he used to when she was much smaller, but she just keeps wailing.
her cries slice through your heart and shred it to pieces. you want to walk over to her and hold her, tell her that youâre sorry, but you donât think itâll help. âbaby- iâve got it,â joshua cuts you off this time, cutting his eyes at you as he keeps trying to console her.
it only frustrates you more, and your anger is misplaced when you spit out, âdeal with dinner, then. since youâve got everything,â and storm out of the kitchen, your heels punctuating the end of the conversation. you fly up the stairs and into your bedroom, kicking off your shoes into your closet.
you stand there, in the middle of the walk-in, with your hands on your hips as you take in deep, shuddering breaths. your vision blurs with tears that you donât let fall, instead blinking them away as you try to regain control over your breathing. her crying face swims through your mind and you almost forget why youâre so upset. almost. but unlucky for her, youâre not as easily swayed like joshua is.
grabbing a sweatshirt and a pair of pants off of their hangers, you quickly undress from your work outfit, and pull onto the much more comfortable clothes. you shove your feet into a pair of sneakers and push out a breath. her cries echo through the house, and you wince at her gasping breaths. itâs muffled, but you can hear joshua trying to calm her down, though whatever he says makes her let out a piercing wail that makes you flinch. it all feels too much; your guilt, her crying, your frustration at the both of them for different things.
you slip out of the bedroom and move as quickly and quietly as you can down the stairs. you force your eyes away from the kitchen and grab your purse off of the accent table in the foyer, and leave the house without a word.
iâm just like my father.
the thought rang through your head the the moment you pulled out of your neighborhood. it almost brought you to tears, but you managed to keep them in again. and you almost turned back, but couldnât. you have the harrowing realization that the more you fought to be better than him, you ended up a mirror. it makes your stomach flip and turn, but yet you still donât turn around.
time is a flat circle.
thereâs not a place youâre heading for. youâve just been driving on the back roads for nearly two hours. the sun set a long time ago, and now the sky is dark and unwelcoming. you should go him, you know it, but facing your husband isnât something you feel up for at the moment.
turning into a dimly lit convenience store parking lot, you pull into a space and out your car in park. you sigh and lean back against the headrest, shutting your eyes and reminding yourself to breathe. you visualize a square and practice the breathing exercise your therapist taught you. in for four, out for four, her voice echoes through your head. it calms down the storm brewing inside of you and brings you back down. that voice in the back of your head, the one telling you that youâre just like your own dad, gets a little quieter.
your phone buzzes in the cup holder, and you pick it up.
joshua: you donât have to tell me where you are, just lmk that youâre ok.
you: iâm okay.
you gnaw on your bottom lip, deciding that itâs time to go home. itâs past your daughters bedtime now, and you can guarantee that sheâs already tucked in and asleep. at least you wonât have to deal with the both of them tonight.
on your way home, you pass a donut shop that is surprisingly open. you stop and quickly run in. the pastries surprisingly look fresh for 8pm, and order half a dozen of your daughters favorite (chocolate with sprinkles, and maple), before heading to the car to make your way home.
the stress of the day starts to weigh on you halfway home. the morning started out rough; joshua had to go into work early, so taking your daughter was your duty. from the moment you woke her up, she was in meltdown mode. you take the blame for rushing a seven year old, but you let her have juice in her lunch instead of the usual water, so you figured that it evened everything out. but then you were late from picking her up from the after school program she sometimes goes to if neither you nor joshua can pick her up, and she whined about it the whole way home. never mind the fact that your workday was filled with hour-long, unnecessary meetings.
you yawn as you pull into your neighborhood and up to your driveway. you stall in the car for a moment, looking at the dark house in front of you, save for the bright porch light. thereâs a chance that joshua has gone to bed, but in your heart of hearts you know that heâs waiting up for you. deciding to just deal with your life, you grab the box of donuts and your belongings, and get out of the car.
you quietly make you way into the house, lightly shutting the front door and locking it behind you. just the sight of the kitchen makes you tense, and when you walk in youâre met with a clean kitchen table and floor, no signs of there ever being a previous mess. you put the donuts away in the fridge to keep them fresh.
with a sigh, you exit the kitchen and start up tje stairs, footsteps light just in case the stairs creak. you step into your bedroom with a quiet sigh, and shut the door. the light from the en suite bathroom shines through the cracked door, and you can hear joshua in there. grabbing some pajamas, you pull on a tshirt just as joshua comes into the room. âhey,â he says, voice soft.
âhi,â you tug the shirt over your head and toss your other clothing items into the hamper. he lingers near the bathroom door with his arms crossed over his chest, watching you as you make yourself busy with little things.
âwe need to talk about earlier,â joshua says. you donât look up at him as you apply hand cream.
you take a moment before responding. âokay,â you breathe out, roughly massaging the lotion into your skin. you hear joshua shuffle on the other side of the room.
âyou canât yell at her like that,â joshua says gently. you sit up and stare across the room at a family photo, blinking a few times.
âi know. but i asked her six times to do something, and she still didnât even do it. you need to let me discipline her,â you say, finally looking over at him. he uncrosses his arms to run a hand through his hair, letting out a sigh as he does.
âsheâs just a baby.â
âsheâs seven.â
âsheâs a little girl, honey,â joshua says, like that changes anything. you two are usually on the same page when it comes to disciplining her, though she doesnât really get disciplined because sheâs an good kid. you thought heâd understand your frustration today, but he doesnât and you feel like your back is against the wall.
the fight in you is gone, though a flicker or your earlier anger lights inside of you upon hearing him talk. âokay, and i shouldnât have to tell her to do something six times. she should just do it the first time,â you say, looking at him pointedly. he pokes his tongue in his cheek, and you know he doesnât agree with you and is holding back whatever he wants to say. âand, i donât need you to step in when im trying to teach her something. you need to let me parent her.â
âare you implying that i donât parent her?â he asks, head tilting to the side. you squeeze your eyes shut and swallow the frustrated groan at the back of your throat.
âiâm not implying anything. im telling you that you need to let me teach her things, without interrupting me. because sheâs going to think that she can get out of everything if she looks at you,â you say. joshua purses his lips and looks down at his feet, nodding slowly. âyou have to stop babying her, joshua.â
asking him to do that is like asking him to recolor the sky: itâs impossible. one look at her and his entire backbone shatters. itâs sweet sometimes, until you need him to enforce some rules.
âfine, alright? but you canât yell at her like that. you heard how she cried afterwards,â he says, his voice less gentle than before. you blink at him and drag a hand down your face. youâre ready to put this conversation to bedânothing feels like itâs going to get resolved tonight. âshe was scared, baby. remember that night when i met your dad? she had that same look on her face.â your stomach drops at the memory.
the first time you let joshua meet your dad was also the last time he saw him, until your daughter was born. you were in college, and had only been dating joshua for a few months, but you felt so sure about him. he was the first person you felt so sure about, and it scared you, but you felt like in order for joshua to understand you and to love you, he had to meet your dad. heâd met everybody else in your family, but you were putting off him meeting your dad because of how your father is. the night started out fine, everybody was generally getting along with each other and joshua was fitting in. you were on edge, worried that something would happen so much so that you werenât able to relax. you were running around trying to help your mom with the kitchen, be a good host to joshua, and avoid pissing off your dad.
and then it happened. you can hardly recall the reason now, since youâve really tried to block it out of your memory, but you forgot a dish, or burned something that he wanted in particular, and he flipped out. you were in your twenties, so you didnât have a problem standing up for yourself at that point. but because your new boyfriend was there, and it was humiliating that he was yelling at you like that in front of company, all you could do was cry. you begged him to stop with tears streaming down your face, begged him not to say things in front of joshua. he ignored your pleas as they only made him explode. joshua tried standing up for you, but your dad yelled at him too, claimed joshua was âdisrespectingâ him, and told him to get out.
joshua left but took you with him. he kissed your mom and siblings goodbye, and whisked you out of the house. you were so embarrassed that you could hardly talk through the tears. you expected joshua to break up with you after that, and managed to ask if he was going to leave you. he stayed and proposed to you five months later, and you quietly eloped together, only a few of your friends knowing about it.
âiâm not like him,â you say, throat closing. joshuaâs face falls and his features soften as your eyes well up with tears, already moving to walk over to you.
âno, youâre not,â he clarifies, sitting next to you on the bed and pulling you into his chest. you press your fists into your eyes and try to control your breathing while he softly rubs your back. âiâm sorry, i didnât mean to upset you.â joshua whispers, kissing your head as you tremble in his arms. he keeps his lips pressed to your hair and lets you fight the tears, never once letting go of you.
your eyes ache from pressing against them and you pull your hands away, sniffing and trying to pull yourself away from him. joshua only holds onto you tighter which makes your eyes well up again, and you canât believe youâve been brought to tears more times tonight than in the year so far. âi left,â you mumble weakly.
âyou came back.â
âbut i left.â
joshua pulls back enough to look down at you. you look up at him with sad eyes and he lets go of you to wipe your face. âand you came back. youâre nothing like him, baby. youâre a good mom, a good wife, and you care. you left, but you came back. water under the bridge,â he says, pushing your hair out of your face. you blink tears away as he peers down at you before leaning down to press a soft kiss to your lips.
âi love you. and im sorry,â you murmur, wiping under your eyes.
âi love you too, and we both have things to work on.â
you nod, and let him hold you until you eventually doze off, headache and all. you only wake up in the middle of the night because youâre uncomfortable, and move to your side of the bed. joshua still tugs you back into his chest and the two of you mange to stay that was until the morning.
when you wake, joshua is right behind you. he talks you down when you panic about facing your baby. âdoes she hate me?â you ask, wiping sleep out of your eyes.
âof course not,â he says, a small frown on his face. you want to tell him to wait until sheâs a teenager, but he looks distraught enough at your question, so you just nod.
sheâs asleep when you peek in her room, sprawled out on her small bed. you creep over quietly and kneel beside her, gently shaking her shoulder. she wakes up easily, stretching her short limbs before she opens her eyes. âmommy?â she mumbles, rubbing her eyes with a small yawn.
âhi, baby,â you say, smoothing a hand over her head. she looks up at you timidly, and your stomach knots. âdid you sleep okay?â she nods and you give her a small smile. âmommyâs sorry, baby. i didnât mean to yell at you.â
âitâs okay,â she says, sitting up. itâs not, but youâll take her accepting your apology. âcan i have a hug?â her voice is small, and makes you want to cry because she doesnât have to ask you for that.
âof course, baby,â you say, wrapping yourself around her and pressing a kiss to her cheek. your hold her for awhile, until she starts to struggle against you. âi got you something.â you say once you loosen your hold around her. her eyes light up and you smile, scooping her up and heading downstairs.
you pull the box of donuts out of the fridge snd she gasps when you open the lid. you let her have a whole donut for breakfast, and promise her half of one after dinner. you apologize again, and she tells you that itâs okay again. one day, youâll let her know that she canât just say âitâs okayâ whenever somebody apologizes, but for now you let it be.
#svt fluff#svt angst#svt x you#svt x reader#seventeen fluff#seventeen angst#svt imagines#svt fic#seventeen x you#seventeen x reader#joshua fluff#joshua angst#joshua x you#joshua x reader#hong jisoo x reader#hong joshua fluff#hong jisoo fluff#hong jisoo angst
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hey i just wanted to say thanks for still expressing positive sentiments towards homestuck even after all this time. most BNFs aren't creating fanworks as much anymore (no one could maintain that intensity forever tbh!) but when they completely divorce themselves from that part of their life it's just... those creations brought a lot of joy, and it's extra sad when they feel the need to go scorched earth. i'm happy your works are still around and i really do wish you all the best going forward!
i think a lot of us abandoned homestuck because of two factors: the first was the collapse of the proudly sex-positive fandom space that let us be weird and creative without fear or shame, and the second was the fact that homestuck ended, then launched several epilogues, in a way that seemed specifically designed to mock fans for caring.
like, some very dark, sad, awful things seemed to happen to hussie, and he certainly did not have a good time with his own fandom. but from the perspective of someone in the audience, if a show i love turns on me and starts directly insulting me for loving it, caring for it, and hoping for the best, i get up and leave the theater.
'isn't it horrible to be the hero? aren't stories just prisons? isn't love ultimately meaningless? isn't hope the main driver of tragedy?' sure, fine. yeah. you're not the first man to ask these questions. they're big damn questions!
'aren't you stupid for sitting there and watching me ask these questions? because the answer is that i'm an idiot for asking them and you're twice an idiot for thinking that the answers might be worth the wait.' now you're just being an asshole to yourself, your story, and your audience. im taking my toys and going home.
homestuck was a brilliant, fascinating, unprecedented monument to storycraft... and it ended like a sandcastle getting kicked over by a toddler. that, to me, is the central tragedy of the piece.
#homestuck#on writing#i learned a LOT from homestuck#like 'sooner or later the bill for monsterfucking will come due'#'a huge mob of teenagers are several bombs waiting for someone to happen'#'don't write to spite your fans everything will suck immediately'#'what you love is as important as how you love it'#'do not end a story so badly it makes everyone who loved it hate you'#'âfuckâ is an excellent intensifier'
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Fall in love with you- T. Zegras
Trevor Zegras x Best friend! Reader (feat. Quinn Hughes)
Summary: you knew Better than to fall in love with Trevor
Warnings?; angst, self-doubt, crying, asshole Trevor, cursing, Quinn comes to the rescue, this is extremely old and hardly proofread so I apologize for any errors!
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You were Trevorâs best friend, your moms were best friends in collage leading to the life long friendship of you two.
You two had always been close even when he moved to Michigan for hockey you never drifted. He begged you to come to Boston with him for collage even though he only stayed a year and your had gotten into your dream school.
It was Trevor how could you say no?
That was a problem of yours never being able to tell him no. He wanted to go to a party even though you hated them? You went, wanted you to stay up late with him despite you having a big test the next day? You did it.
You always blamed it on the fact he was your best friend but everyone besides Trevor knew you were lying, they could all see how in love you were with him they just never brought it up.
The first person to call you out on those feelings was Quinn Hughes. Trevor had invited you to the Hughes lake house two summers ago where he constantly left you and was hardly even home most nights, usually with some random girl he met that day.
There had been an argument between you and Trevor, you blew up on him after he came home from another one night stand telling him if you knew you would be spending more time with the Hughes family and their other friends then him you wouldnât have come in the first place.
He got offended saying he was allowed to have fun to even though that had nothing to do with what you were saying, after he stormed out of the room you were staying in you made the impulse decision to book a flight back to New York, and get the hell out of there but Quinn had caught you packing.
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âHey you okay we heard you two yell- woah whatâre you packing for?â He asked stopping himself mid sentence
âIm going home Quinn, thank you for opening your home to me I really appreciate it and you guys have all been so nice spending time with me while Trevorâs off with random girls every nightâ
âWait, why are you leaving though? Did Trevor say something? Iâll go kick his ass right now if he hurt your feelingsâ
âNo he didnât I-I just canât do this anymore, he begged me to come and of course I said yes like always just for him to pretty much say fuck me and leave me to be with some random girls who probably took pictures of him sleeping so they can post them an-â
âYour in love with himâ he said cutting you off
âWhat? No Quinn, Iâm notâ you replied with a defensive laugh
âDonât lie to meâ
âQuinn Iâm notâ
âCut the bullshitâ he told you more stern shutting the door
âIâm not lyingâ
âYes you are, I see the way you look at your phone when he lets you know he wonât be coming back, how you stare at the marks on his neck and back, how you stare daggers into all the girls that talk to him, the way your face lights up when he walks into a room, your in loveâ
âHe canât know Quinn, itâll ruin everythingâ you told him looking down at your hands
âHey, your secrets safe with me, but you canât do this to yourself forever kidâ
And thatâs how You and Quinn also became best friends
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Fast forward two years and here you are back at the same Lake house in the same predicament. However over last summer you became good friends with most of the guys including Jamie and Mason who came with from Anaheim.
You Graduated from collage in May and got your degree in interior design, tonight Quinn and Jack were hosting you a small graduation dinner as they wasnât able to attend your graduation along with some of the other guys.
You were standing in the Kitchen with Cole, Quinn, Jack, Trevor and Jamie who had all just come back from a workout.
âSo Y/n you gonna come to Montreal and help me make my house look nice? I need some help decorating my shelves they donât look goodâ Cole asked
âYou can reach your shelves?â Jack asked causing everyone to laugh
âShut up assholeâ Cole replied
âYeah Coley Iâll come help but I wonât be needing your stepladder I should be goodâ you said adding in to the joking
âYou know what fuck all of youâ he said walking off laughing
âLove you!â You called out laughing as well
âWhen he murders us all in our sleep I wonât be surprisedâ Quinn said causing everyone to let out light giggles
âY/n what color you wearing tonight? I donât wanna clashâ Jack asked you
âYou act like you wonât be wearing shorts and a random shirt â you replied âbut probably this white dress I bought a little while ago, Iâm finally tan enough to wear itâ
âYou canât wear white, the girl I invited isâ Trevor blurted out looking at his phone
âDude what the hell? I told you this was a lake house thing only, only the people staying here are allowed at the dinner, no extra invitesâ Quinn said getting a little pissed
âArenât your parents coming? Along with Luke, some of his friends, and y/nâs one friend? Why canât my friend comeâ
âThatâs our Family Z, they have a relationship with y/n and she knows Lukeâs friends from them hanging around theyâre like all madly in love with herâ Jack said joining in
âY/nâs fine with it right?â He said giving you the look he always did when he wanted something from you
âIâm not paying, itâs up to Quinn and Jack they organized the dinnerâ you said looking away
âYeah so sheâs not coming and if she for some reason does show up, she better not be in white, itâs Y/nâs nightâ Quinn said ending the conversation and walking out everyone else following besides you and Trevor.
âWhat the hell was that?â Trevor scoffed
âWhat?â
âYou totally taking Quinnâs side!? Are you in a mood with me or something? Why canât my friend comeâ
âBecause Iâm not paying Z, itâs not something i organized Quinn and Jack did, if I had it up to me weâd being having pizza and sitting around a fire not going to a fancy restaurant.â you told him growing a bit annoyed.
âWhateverâ he mumbled stomping off.
â
Four hours later everyone was in a private room at some fancy restaurant in Michigan, in all it had ended up being You, The Hughes family, Cole, Mason, Jamie, Trevor, Dylan and Luca.
Trevor hadnât spoken to you since earlier in the kitchen and hadnât gotten off his phone since you guys had gotten to the restaurant.
Jamie and Mason had both said something to him multiple times but it just ended with Trevor giving both of them attitude.
You were talking with Ellen about the new things she had planted in their home garden when Trevor stood up and pocketed his phone walking out of the private room.
âOkay can I ask what the hell his problem is?â Ellen had asked loud enough for everyone to hear.
âI didnât let him invite one of his little hookups and he got mad because Y/n took my side instead of giving inâ Quinn explained.
âHe hasnât said a word to me since like noon eitherâ Jack added.
âOkay this isnât about him and letâs not make it about him, tonight is about Y/n and her achievementsâ Jim said shutting everyone up just in time as the food was being served.
Ten minutes later the door opened back up and in walked Trevor with a blonde girl.
You froze, was he serious right now? For one night he couldnât listen and not go off and do what he wanted. You looked around and seen Jamie and Cole both rubbing their foreheads and looked next to you at Quinn who had his head titled back, then to your right to your best friend who looked like she was about to murder both Trevor and the blonde girl.
You returned to eating until you heard someone scoff and a chair scoot out, as you looked up you seen Jamie pulling Trevor out the room, leaving the girl in the room.
âAnd you are?â Ellen asked causing Luke and Jack to both let out slight laughs at how straightforward their mom was.
âEmmaâ she replied
âMmâ was all Ellen replied, she also knew about your feelings for Trevor
The door opened back up and in walked a pissed off Jamie which was a rare sight to see, and an annoyed Trevor.
âEveryone this is my girlfriend Emmaâ he announced and it got so quiet you could hear a pin drop as everyone looked from them to you.
Did everyone know about your feelings? Were you truly that noticeable when it came to how you acted around Trevor?
âSince when?â Mason asked
âThree monthsâ Emma answered
Everyone just stayed quite, the tension could be cut with a knife and the amount of awkwardness was uncomfortable.
âI think itâs time to head homeâ you whispered in Quinnâs ear
âYeah, Iâll go grab the checkâ he said getting up and walking out
âWhereâs he going?â Trevor asked
âTo get the Checkâ you replied
âAlready? Is that what you whispered in his ear about? Iâm not ready to leave you canât just decide when we all leave Y/nâ
âWell Iâm ready to head home Trevor and it was my graduation dinner but you of course found a way to make the night about youâ you snapped standing up and leaving.
â
Once everyone got home you went straight to your room and got changed into comfortable clothes, went down stairs, made a drink and went outback.
You were feeling a rollercoaster of emotions, you loved Trevor and he constantly hurt you but honestly it was your fault, you were the one that never told him how you feel howâs he supposed to know you wanna be the one in his bed every night?
You were also angry at him, how dare he pull the shit he did tonight at your graduation dinner of all things. You celebrated multiple achievements of his with him and never once made it about you, it just wasnât fair.
You didnât even realize someone had come outside or that you were crying until you heard someone ask you something.
âHuh?â You asked as you came back to your surroundings to see Jack sitting next to you.
âI asked why your cryingâ
âOh itâs nothingâ you rushed out wiping your tears
âNon of that Bullshit whatâs upâ he asked
âI love Trevor, no Iâm in love with him, have been since I was 17â
âI knowâ he replied nonchalantly
âWhat?!â
âItâs not hard to notice y/n, your pretty bad at hiding itâ he said with a laugh
âYou donât think he noticed do you..â
âNo heâs to stupidâ he told you laughing again
âGood, I just donât know what Iâd do if he found out I was in love with him, weâve been best friends since we were born it would ruin everything.â
âYouâre in love with me?â You heard the person that shouldnât be asking that question ask it.
âShitâ you mumbled closing your eyes
âIâm gonna head back insideâ Jack said getting up and patting your shoulder
âI asked you a question Y/n, please tell me youâre talking about someone else youâve been friends with since kids.âTrevor said
âNo itâs you, I love youâ you said in a low voice
âWhat the Fuckâ he said with a laugh
âI know, I know Iâm sorr-â
âSorry doesnât cut it Y/n! Do you know what this is going to change? Everything! Our whole lives, every moment weâve ever shared, itâs all different nowâ
âI know thatâs why I never said anything, I knew you wouldnât feel the sameâ you mumbled
âDamn right I donât feel that wayâ
âCan you not be rude right now?, you listened in on a conversation you had no business hearing and now you know information that just ruined our friendship, I donât need you being an assâ
âWhy? Why me y/n?â
âI donât know Trevor! I ask myself that every single day, why you, why my best friend? And I donât have an answer â you told him.
âYou should have known betterâ
âIt not like I wanted to fall for you Trevor, itâs not like I hoped and wished that Iâd fall in love with you and ruin a 22 year long friendship.â
âWe need space, I need space y/n I donât know how to feel about this.â he told you
âIâll find the next flight to New York tomorrow and be goneâ you told him walking past him and into the house.
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As you were laying in bed you heard someone knock on your door, âcome inâ you said with a hoarse voice from crying
âHey I just wanted to check in, Jack told me what happenedâ Quinn said walking in
âIt was so bad Quinnyâ you said breaking down again.
âNo, donât cry, itâll be okay y/nâ he said sitting next to you and rubbing your back
âIâm leaving tomorrowâ you told him
âWhy?â
âHe said he wants space so Iâm gonna go home, I think itâs for the better you know getting away from himâ
âDonât go home, letâs go somewhereâ
âWhere?â You asked with curiosity
âA beach?â
âThat sounds niceâ
âYeah?â
âYeahâ you said looking up at him with a smile
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He doesn't know what his true feeling are.
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: Remember that english is NOT my first language so please, excuse my spelling mistakes âĄ.
Warningsââ§: None, just fluff and I think there's no angst, or maybe just a little bit, so, please enjoy.
Accepting his feeling was a no go for megumi, and there's the problem, he knows he isn't good at expressing himself, but he doesn't even wants to try.
And, another problem is that you don't know this, so, he trying to be nonchalant to you made you think he hates you.
When you hang out with your friends, there was Megumi talking peacefully to the rest of them but ignoring you completely, even tho you tried making a conversation.
On mission, he just said you don't need to go do the work because you are going to be a bother for him. (You ended up saving his dumb, egocentric ass)
On training, he says he doesn't want a vs with you because you are too weak for him. (He's trying to sound interesting plus he is really afraid of hurting you by accident).
One time you fell asleep on his shoulder, and he pushed you until you were sleeping seated, he didn't wanted you to think he has a sweet spot for you, but he does.
He knows that, even tho he is an asshole to you, he has your attention. Or well, he had, once you had enough of his demeanor, you started ignoring him, acting nonchalant, being more friendly, touchy, even flirty with Yuuji, and, he (Megs) didn't like, not even a bit.
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You two could be joking during a mission while Nobara did something else, but Megumi's hot gaze was set on you two.
He tried convincing himself that he hated your laugh, but he didn't, he hated that you were laughing at other man's comment, not his.
Until he had enough, "Could you two shut up already, we are trying to concentrate" His brows furrowed.
"I didn't said nun" Nobara spoke.
"Ok, geez, I don't know why you hate me so much" You said.
"I d-dont ha-" He was interrupted
"Hey look here, I think I found it" Nobara pointed
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Yuuji noticed Megs behavior, his suddenly annoyed face when you were near him (Yuuji), so Yuuji started getting away from you (not that much, just being less touchy and stuff), you noticed this and thought he hated you too now.
But he reassured it was nothing.
Yuuji decided to have a conversation with Megumi about his demeanor towards you, Megumi really denied it at first, but after listening to Yuuji's yapping for what seemed like an eternity, he started believing it.
You were a little bit far away from them talking and messing around with Nobara, Megumis soft look has being around your during all the convo with Yuuji.
He started thinking "stupid" things meanwhile, like how is you skin so porcelanic, how soft your hair looks, that dumb smile you have when Nobara said something that seem funny made you look cute, and your hands looked so tiny, how are they compared to his?. He couldn't deny it anymore, he felt, hard, he felt really hard.
He turned his head towards yuuji that is still yapping. "Im an idiot right? Is the first time I feel like this"
"Yeah. I mean kinda-" He kept quiet when he saw Megs serious face.
"Omfg" He got back on his feet. "im having a walk, and then im talking to her"
"Yeah, you should, she told me she thinks you hate her, like, extremely, like you despise her"
"Just shut up you are making it worse, what if she decides i was just being an ass and she doesn't wants to talk to me"
"I think that is what is going to happen"
"Ok, now in definitely not going to talk to her"
"I meannn" Megumi looked at him "I could be wrong"
"Kill yourself" Megumi took his things and started walking towards you.
" If that makes you happy megs" Yuuji took his things too and started walking toward nobara, you and Megumi need privacy.
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Hiii, I dont know how to continue this, cuz I think it pretty obvious what is going to happen.
Confession -> is mutual -> Megumi being a complete tsundere at first -> Getting used to be around you -> Clingiest boy ever -> Happy ending.
Hope yall like itââ§Â°đȘâĄđ°â§â
#jjk x reader#jjk#jujutsu kaisen megumi#jujutsu megumi#jujutsu itadori#jujutsu sorcerer#jujutsu kaisen yuuji#jujutsu kaisen#jjk megumi#megumi x reader#megumi fushiguro
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1. Hi! Long time no see. Need help with finding two fics:
A. The AU where wwx and lwj can do some cultivation technique that combines them into one huge cultivator. There are like three or four levels and lwj is hesitant about the last level because the other person can see what you desire most in the world and he was afraid for wwx to see. I recall them practicing this technique in private while studying together and then doing it in front of lqrâs class.
B. Lxc has his own pediatric office and his nurse is on leave because sheâs pregnant (i think itâs mianmian or wq) and they recommend wwx. Wwx is hired as a nurse under lxc. During the story, he gets with lwj and they all find out wwx took the blame and went to jail for something jc did and lxc was upset because of how wwx portrayed himself to him when he was really innocent. I remember wwx had some heart problem and had an episode in the office. I remember xue yang was also in this fic as an abuser to his wife and kid
Thanks for all your help in advance! @jikcf
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FOUND? â€ïž Gentians in bloom by teawater (M, 251k, WangXian, XiQing, XuanLi, Canon Divergence, Political Marriage, Dysfunctional Family, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Hurt/Comfort, Fix-It, LQR bashing (not really), POV Multiple, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Eventual Happy Ending, BAMF WWX, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, madam yu bashing (again not completely), MXY Deserves Better)
1B)
FOUND? Nursery Rhymes by manaika (M, 96k, WangXian, NieLan, Modern AU, Inexperienced WWX, Experienced LWJ, Reconciliation, Budding Love, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Unreliable Narrator, Medical Inaccuracies, Slow Burn, Past Character Death, Childhood Trauma, Found Family, Past Injury, Nurse! WWX, Doctor! LXC, Teacher! LWJ, Character With A Heart Condition (Major), Past Incarceration (Major Character), Underage Character With Leukemia (Minor))
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2. Hi, I'm looking for a modern au that starts with everyone finding out that WWX had been wrongly accused of stealing and selling the Lans' secrets to their competitor. He lives in a separate flat now and has a found family with XY and WQ. But, LWJ goes to him when the news comes cuz he's some sort of cyber security expert, ig. Also, JYL is in a wheelchair as she tries to get evidence to prove WWX's innocence and gets injured in the process @thatindiangirllll
FOUND? Visitations by Vir_Abelasan (M, 18k, WangXian, LSZ & WWX & LWJ, WIP, Modern, Corporate Espionage, Post-Divorce, Reconciliation, Father-Son Relationship, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Everyone is kinda sad and needs a hug in this, But hey they get better I promise, Found Family, Custody Arrangements, Not a revenge fic, Past Abuse)
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3. Hiiii it's been a while and I'm happy to inform some of may fav fic I found here. So I remember someone asked about this but I can' t find it it's about lwj leaving lan sect and storing money little by little and by the end lxc ask for bunnies because all of lwj bunny vanished from gusu( courtesy of nhs) I hope you can help me thank you!!!!
FOUND? đ Unpack Your Heart by Terri Botta (Isilwath) (T, 22k, wangxian, Romance, Everybody Lives, Canon Divergence, LWJ Has Feelings, Protective LWJ, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, LWJ Stays at the Burial Mounds, Burial Mounds Ensemble as Family, Wangxian in Love, YLLZ WWX, Lan Clan Elders are Assholes, Minor Transgender Character, Qiongqi Path Divergence, LWJ loves his bunnies)
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4. Hello! In search of a fic I read recently but can't seem to find again! It was definitely on ao3. It was a canon-era fic where for some reason Wangji was cranky with Xichen and so Wangji purposefully misbrewed some of Xichen's favorite tea and gave him the stank eye while he poured. I think it was in Cloud Recesses Study arc, so it was teenJi being sassy in his polite snubbing kind of way.
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5. Hi, hope your well! Im desperately trying to find a fic. So I vaguely remember it starting with lwj and wwx post cannon, wwx passes away, and he makes a ritual/ way for lan wangji to go to an alternate universe where heâs still alive. Lan wangji wakes up in the body of his younger self (itâs implied the original version died because he was trained too hard I think) his father is still alive and is abusive. I remember Wei wuxian and lan wangji meet because they go to visit the Yiling Wei sect. Eventually lan wangji volunteers to go to what I think was their equivalent of the lan lectures which no longer exist in this universe because the lan are kinda sorta evil ish under his abusive fatherâs rule. I remember that eventually they plan to fight back against the lans and lan wangji ends up getting captured by his father and whipped/tortured. It has a happy ending where lwj tells Wei ying about his original time line etc. I have been trying to find this one forever! Please help me! @808bisexualbitch
FOUND! đ Song Unwritten by Kytrin & ShotsOfSunshine (E, 94k, WangXian, Temporary Character Death, Angst with a Happy Ending, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Fix-It of Sorts, cql meets mdzs, Transmigration, Parallel Universes, YLLZ WWX, YĂlĂng WĂši Sect, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, References to Depression)
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6. Hi! For ficfinder I'm looking for a fic which is a genderbend modern au where Wei Ying is dared to give Lan Zhan a lapdance. Halfway through he feels really bad as she realises that Lan Zhan is the butt of the joke and she stops and later tries to apologise and befriend Lan Zhan
FOUND? make me whole, make me new by occultings (microcomets) (E, 24k, WangXian, F/F, Rule 63, Cisswap, Modern, College/University, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Misunderstandings, (briefly), Pining, Jealousy, Compulsory Heterosexuality, Light Humiliation, Bathing/Washing, Bath Sex, as is the wangxian way, Hurt/Comfort, Lesbian Sex, Getting Together, First Time, gentle on the comphet for this one, there are dubcon vibes for the lap dance but it's not actually dubcon, some uhauling via cats)
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7. For the next fic finder - I've been desperately trying to relocate a fic where everyone (including the juniors) all sort of think WangXian are in an abusive relationship. It's set post canon. I believe its left ambiguous or is implied that everyone is just sort of misinterpreting what's going on. One scene in particular I think has Lan Jingyi spying on WX while they're having sex in the jingshi? TIA đ
FOUND? We Covet What We See by Dangereuse (E, 6k, WangXian, OneSided LJY/WWX, Wangxian's Canonical Kinks, Consent Play, Voyeurism, Bondage, Overstimulation, Possessive LWJ, Breeding Kink, Dark LWJ, Perv LJY, LWJ's Fucked Up Family Backstory, Biting, Unreliable Narrator, Cloud Recesses can be Problematic, Rimming, oversensitization, POV LJY, LWJ's Canonical Liquor Intolerence, Excessive Husbands upon Request)
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8. Helloo im new to asking for fics (i hope i am doing this right haha) i am looking for two fics
A) one where wangxian were college sweethearts and got married but divorced, then wei wuxian got into an accident and he lost his memories but lan wangji was still with him when he woke up in the hospital and even brought him his medicine.
B) The second one is Modern wei ying wanted to adopt wen yuan but in order to do that he has to be married and stable in life so he reconnects with lan zhan to ask for help which of course he does.
Thankyou!
8A)
FOUND? no balance by silverclaw (G, 20k, WangXian, Modern, Post-Divorce, Angst with a Happy Ending, Getting Back Together, Netflix Show Host WWX, Concept Artist LWJ, the give LWJ friends agenda, WWX is a sweetheart and i WILL hug him, Thatâs a threat, Temporary Amnesia)
FOUND? but the days, they will blur by TheGirlWithTheKite (E, 60k, WangXian, Temporary Amnesia, Hospitalization, Car Accidents, College/University, Flashbacks, Repressed Memories, Recovered Memories, Modern, jyl and jzx die in this fic, LWJ's magical healing cock, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Butt Plugs, sex to regain memories, Hurt/Comfort, Kid Fic, A-Yuan is baby, a-ling is baby, Established Relationship, But also getting together, Pining, all WWX does is pout gasp and pine, Angst with a Happy Ending, Miscommunication, Distrust, Insecurity)
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FOUND? the subtle art of reconnecting with your childhood crush by Flxffyfxck (E, 76k, WangXian, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fake Marriage, Friends to Lovers, Modern, rich LWJ, Poor WWX, Orphans, Orphanage, Foster homes are scary sometimes, Eventual Smut, Idiots in Love, Intentional Child Acquisition, LSZ Needs a Hug, LWJ Has OCD, First Time, Anal Sex, safe sex saves lives!, Possessive Sex, Possessive LWJ, Slice of Life, Sad boi hours, Fluff and Angst, Panic Attacks, Whipped Cream, Blow Jobs)
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9. Hi, for the next fic finder, Iâm looking for a time travel fix it where LXC is the one who goes back in time. Thatâs pretty much all I remember, sorry. @villeinagefanstuff
FOUND? đ The blame game by apathyinreverie (T, 13k, WangXian, LXC & LWJ, LXC & WWX, LSZ & WWX, WWX & WQ, Fix-It, Time Travel, LXC time travels, Canon Divergence, Possessive LWJ, Oblivious WWX, Fluff, Siblings, Romance, Golden Core Reveal, kind of, Golden Core Fix-It, crack-y idea taking itself far too seriously)
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10. Hey there I'm looking for a fic where wei wuxian went back in time in his yiling laozu body. I remember he was called wei yuanji or something like that. And no this is not the one where the wei yuanji is married to wen rouhan
I remember some details that madam yu is slightly nicer towards this time traveler wei, and how wei ying jiang cheng and jiang yanli all like him as a big brother. Sect leader jiang and madam yu kinda fix their relationship too from traveler wei's quiet comment i think. Time traveler wei is also depressed and sometimes speaks in riddles or nonsense that has connections to the future. Thank you for your help
FOUND! remind me of MingYu by Fino_Al_Cielo (T, 89k, WWX & LWJ, WIP, YLLZ WWX, yunmeng siblings, Fix-It of Sorts, Time Travel, Canon Divergence, Not Everyone Dies, PTSD, References to Depression, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Suicidal Thoughts, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Trauma, there are 2 WWXs, 1 from the future, the other from the normal canon timelines, Pining, WWX just doesn't knows it yet, chapter 23 - implied rape, chapter 23 - graphic torture, chapter 23 - trigger warnings!) but WWX's name is different
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11. Hi im looking for this fic i read awhile ago and cant seem to find! i forgot why wwx and lwj were on the runbut they hid with wen qing with the wens. wwx gave birth to an oc baby and wen yuan was wen qings cousins baby. wwx and lwj have to leave so they leave their kid with the wens but then their kid gets taken by the jins along with ayuan and put into the wen camps where ayuans mom dies. And then the next part i remember is that lwj and wwx confront jin zixun about the heir of gusulan and stuff being in the camps infront of everyone and they save the wens @yesibest
FOUND? 𧥠Donât Wanna Fall by nekojita (M, 111k, WangXian, Mpreg, A/B/O, Fix-it, Lots of pining, Angst with a happy ending, Canon Divergence, Child thief WN)
FOUND? Take Responsibility by draechaeli (E, 187k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Mainly Novel with a few CQL and Donghua bits, Everybody Lives, Original Children Characters, Adoption, Adoption but WWX birthed them all, Mpreg, Teen Pregnancy, Pregnancy Kink, Male Lactation, Lactation Kink, Consensual Non-Consent, Light Bondage, Pregnant Sex, easy to skip nsfw chapters, Fix-It, Happy Ending)
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12. Reddit has directed me to you oh great ones đ§ââïž. Essentially, I read a time travel fic a while ago that was amazing and after scouring tags and even my history (Iâve only been bookmarking for a month like a dummy) I havenât found it. The fic is wwx getting dumped back into his body in the lectures arch immediately after dying. He has some insane PTSD (like genuinely doesnât want to live anymore but also feels guilty about how he ruined things the first time) and I distinctly remember him throwing up meat of all kinds and the Jiang siblings not understanding but LWJ just rolls with it from what I remember. The final piece which Iâm only 90% sure was part of this fic is the plot twist. After everythingâs said and done we find out NHS and NMJ are the culprits behind the time travel bc NHS had them both tattooed with WWXs time travel talismans that he made in his first life and he was terrified of losing his brother (pretty positive he had figured out JGY was poisoning him)
Anywhosies, thank you in advance if you are able to find this masterpiece. @xxxnpcxxx
FOUND? Wish me luck by starlight1395 (Not Rated, 164k, WangXian, JC/NHS, JYL/JZX, Fix It, Time Travel, Angst, PTSD, Hurt/Comfort, Flashbacks, Nightmares, Slight fluff, Implied Sexual Content, Lots of tears, canon levels of blood/violence, Minor Character Death, secondary character death, Sibling Bonding, JC curses alot, battle scenes with appropriate levels of violence and blood, semi mild smut, it's emotional and soft smut tho so it's okay, mild Self-harm)
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13. hello! iâm looking for a post first-siege fic but i donât remember too much about it. itâs set after LWJ is injured with his 33 lashes, and WWX sneaks(?)/deliriously stumbles into the jingshi after news of his death has already permeated the jianghu (iâm pretty sure). LWJ is woken up by WWX(?) or wakes up to WWX kinda slumped beside him. some feels are definitely had between them but i donât remember the details.
LXC discovers WWX embarrassingly quickly, and in this fic iâm pretty sure this LXC leans on the âWWX was your only mistakeâ kind of LXC, but ultimately doesnât care that heâs in CR for the sake of LWJâlike heâs incredibly wary of WWX and his intentions but throughout the fic you can see LXC realizing heâs more than just the yiling patriarch or the man who broke his brotherâs heart.
now there are two scenes i remember from this fic, but iâm not sure which one goes first, and for all i know i might be mistaking two different fics lol. but i distinctly remember WWX coming down with a severe illness. like LWJ and LXC come back to the jingshi at some point and discover that something is really wrong with him, and i think him being sick leads to a golden core reveal? not sure tho.
the scene that i remember that is definitely part of the fic iâm looking for is when LWJ and LXC (i think maybe for a medical check up for LWJ?) leave the jingshi for some reason, and WWX just chills for a little bit. after a while a servant comes into the jingshi to clean some things up, and WWX has to scramble to find a hiding place because no one else in the lan sect is supposed to know heâs there. he ends up hiding behind the far side of LWJâs bed(?) OR behind a privacy screen(?), and he just sits there, cramped and uncomfortable for who knows how long, before LWJ comes back.
LWJ doesnât see him at first and you can tell that heâs afraid WWX left, but WWX calls out for him and LWJ discovers his hiding spot, where iâm pretty sure WWX is cultivating some nasty illness.
i just realized i donât know where a-yuan fits in here since WWX is still aliveâi THINK lxc goes to save him himself, if WWX doesnât already have him. please disregard this if this muddles up your search đ i think paragraphs 1, 2, and 4 are the most accurate to what iâm looking for. sorry if this is too long đ and thank you for your hard work!!! @shenguangjun
FOUND? Unbreakable Heaven, Luminous Earth by carolyncaves (M, 96k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Secret Identity, almost to the point of uncomfortable identity theft, Sharing a Bed, Literal Sleeping Together, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, Suicidal Thoughts, that's for WWX after Nightless City and is not pervasive throughout the fic, Blood and Injury, Hurt/Comfort, Caretaking, Sexual Content, Domestic Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Power Imbalance, mainly between WWX and JGY in an entirely nonsexual manner, this isn't really a kid fic but the kids are there, as are some yunmeng sibling feelings, JYL lives, Not Everyone Dies, some COVID parallels, this is not a quarantine fic, but thematically WWX deals w things like face-covering for safety and loss of control, also assume all canon warnings, this AU is gentler than canon but isn't a complete fix-it) this fic has a similar scene at the beginning, with WWX hiding from the servants?
FOUND? i woke on wasted bones by orphan_account (E, 9k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Sentient Burial Mounds, Cloud Recesses, Golden Core Reveal, Healing, Serious Injuries, Sharing a Bed, First Kiss, First Time, drama and novel canon mashup, Getting Togethe,r Angst with a Happy Ending, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, With Art by JoshuaBeeking) is probably not "i woke on wasted bones" unless the asker is mixing two fics; it does fit some of the description, though, so I'll suggest it just in case
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14. Tw: miscarriage. Hi! I think I might have imagined reading this but Iâm looking for a fic where WWX was pregnant and Lans punished him for some reason and he lost the baby. Lan Wangji didnât do anything to protect him.
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15. Iâm looking for a fic where Wei Ying gets mad at Lan Zhan. The fic starts off when Lan Zhan has sex with Wei Ying and Wei Ying decides to run away. Wei Ying puts on Lan Zhanâs robes and runs around Cloud Recesses in the middle of the night. Lan Zhan catches him and drags him back to their room and starts to punish him which causes him to yell and scream. The juniors knock on their door and Wei Ying slaps Lan Zhan across the face. They later make up when Lan Zhan gives Wei Ying something. @monochrome012
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16. Hello dear, I am looking for a wangxian fic where wei wuxian was expelled from study in cloud receses and write letter to everyone except lan wangji. after lecture lan wangji and lan xichen visit yunmeng, but wei wuxian ignore lan wangji.
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17. For the next fic finder I was wondering if anyone has read this fic in which wwx is an omega but everyone thinks he's an alpha so when he is smelling Nie Huaisang he gets scolded by Lan Qiren and MAYBE Lan Wangji? It was during the Cloud Recesses Arc
FOUND! We Should Have Realized by BINGHESCURLS (T, 2k, WangXian, NHS & WWX, JC & WWX, Canon Divergence, A/B/O, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, POV Outsider, Feelings Realization, Nesting, Scenting, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Alpha JC, Omega NHS, POV NHS, JC is a Good Brother, LQR Being an Asshole, Crying, Apologies, Mating Cycles/In Heat)
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18. Hi amazing people!!! Asking for help again!! I wonder if you could help me find two fics!! A) One is where people can transform into animals, and they have ears of the animal they transform to all the time!! I remember Lan Zhan had fox ears I think and Wei Ying had round ears, really cute, I remember an image of the two of them!! B) Another one where Wei Ying is adopted by a courtesan and does that and cultivation, he helps in the Sunshot Campaign!! Great stories both!! Help me please!! Be well!! @monicaop21
18A)
FOUND! đ Letters along a River by Ilona22 (M, 19k, WangXian, JYL/LXC, Nighthunting, Letters, Animal Traits, Mystery, Prejudice against Prey Shifters)
18B)
FOUND! đ Flowers Blooming by Ilona22 (M, 35k, WangXian, Alternate Universe, Adoption, Prostitution, Family Fluff, Family Drama, Growing Up, War and what it does to the lives of normal people)
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19. Hey! Long shot, might be hard to find, but for the next fic finder â was there a fic where Wangxian were both pornstars? AFAIK, bottom Wei Ying, and he falls in love with Lan Wangji during the many scenes they have to perform together. Cant remember any more details but they were like, professional pornstars. Thank you all! Much love :)
FOUND? Afterglow by Court_on_Fire (E, 4k, WangXian, Wangxian/others implied, Pornstar WWX, Pornstar LWJ, Pining while fucking, Friends to Lovers, Porn With Plot, Porn AU, Confessions, Anal Sex)
FOUND? Wei Wuxian makes a porno by andreanna (E, 8k, WangXian, Modern, Porn AU, camboy, Power Dynamics, Attempt at Humor, Multimedia, LWJ's canonical big dick, Deepthroating, Voyeurism)
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20. Iâm not sure if this ao3 fanfic is deleted because itâs been a couple years, but Iâm desperately looking for this wwx x lwj fanfic. from what i remember
wwx has been a god for a really long time (i think yunmeng god, but iâm not entirely sure. and i believe a lot of people stopped worshipping him and he kind of became forgotten?)
he stumbles across young lwj in cloud recesses and takes interest in him, visits lwj every night
i think wwx disappears for some time because he meddled in during the wen clan war/sunshot campaign, which gods were not supposed to
and thatâs about all the details i can remember, apart from the fact that itâs EXTREMELY well-written. if anyone has any inkling or possibilities please send them my way! (i couldnât find it under the deity wwx tag)
FOUND? reminded me of Red Flower Fortress by Tysis (T, 4k, WangXian, Immortals, Immortality, WWX is a GOD, Fix-It of Sorts, Everyone Lives, Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, They will get together but not until LWJ ascends, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Unreliable Narrator, Two of them) Where WWX slept under Gusu Mountain, only occasionally waking up until the Wens attack and he does something
FOUND? A Path of Red Spider Lillies by glowingreverie (M, 208k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, hualian, TGCF fusion, angst w happy ending, comedy, mild sexual content, gore, death, past child abuse, supernatural elements, slow burn, WIP)
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hello! sorry to bother w this but im sort of desperate at this point. given your post about school abuse: so like. i had a similar experience and i thought that i had sorted my brain out. BUT. big but. now im trans and every time i have to correct people w/ misgender or come out to people that i dont already know their opinion on the issue, i get an anxiety attack that makes me unable to do it. ive told many therapists and no one so far has understood why im terrified of making stuff that other people can perceive as me being difficult to work with. would you have *any* advice? thanks!
Okay so first of all it is totally valid to feel that way; that isn't an irrational response, that is your body and brain going "!!!! I have learned this lesson before!" But just because it's a sensible response doesn't mean it's functional in the long term, which is why it needs to be addressed (which I'm sure you already know, I'm just explaining for people in the back).
So now here is some meandering advice:
Spend time with people you already know you can trust. It's okay to take a break from new people and situations (as much as is possible) when you are processing traumatic events and learning to care for yourself. Spending time with people who you don't have to come out to, who don't misgender you, can help you normalize being out and correctly gendered to yourself.
Recognize that you don't have to be out to everyone and some assholes aren't worth it. This is going to depend some on the context, but you don't owe everybody an explanation for yourself and if people repeatedly misgender you after being corrected you may just be better off not spending time around those people.
Loop in trusted people in low-stakes ways. If you get the sense that someone who you think is pretty safe has misgendered you on accident, it might still feel too intimidating to correct them in person but it might be a good idea to follow up with text or a call or a message to say "hey, just FYI, I think I heard you use a/b pronouns for me earlier, I just wanted to let you know that I use c/d pronouns. Did you want to meet up again next week?" the breakdown on why I think this is effective is - Distance means you're safe - nonthreatening "FYI" means you aren't saying "I'm offended" and assumes good faith from the other person - feels less accusatory (not that you need to tone police yourself, but if you're trying to lower the stress level overall then assuming it was a mistake and letting them know you don't think it was on purpose should reduce the overall tension) - request to meet up again or topic switch to something lighter once again says "I'm not mad, that was just regular information, we can now return to our scheduled programming"
I think that, generally speaking, this is also a decent way to come out to people if you're nervous; physically remote and emotionally casual can be a good place to work from (even if you're actually panicking in your head but you can pull off casual in a written message)
Find (or create) a space where people are 100% going to support you. If you need to create a discord server, if you need to schedule a regular coffee date with trusted friends or family members, whatever it is, give yourself a space where you are unconditionally supported and can have people to bounce ideas and concerns off of. Even if it's just you and one other person, it's good to know you have *someone* who you can say "I think I want to tell this other person to use my pronouns but it's scary" to and know that you're not at risk in any way. I'd say try to make sure that you're still interacting with people outside of that space, but have a space to retreat to where you can just drop the worry.
Recognize that somebody else's problem is not a reflection of you. If you have, for instance, a coworker who is being a piece of shit and refusing to recognize your gender, that is not a reflection of your gender that is a reflection of them being a piece of shit. If there is a classmate or a sibling who uses the wrong pronouns after being corrected that doesn't mean you're not entitled to your pronouns that means they are being a piece of shit. Some people are just not going to accept you and that's on them. Try to minimize your time spent with them and if you have to spend time with them at work take steps to ensure your safety, but don't fight losing battles with assholes.
It really is legitimately scary. You have good reasons to be scared and you are doing a very frightening thing (and not to do the meme thing but you are legitimately being so brave about it; the fact that you are reaching out and asking anyone for help, including randos on the internet, means that you are taking steps to doing the scary thing and that is SO GOOD and I'm really proud of you for making the effort in spite of the fear).
Here is some less meandering advice:
Practice. Talk to yourself in the mirror, practice with friends, practice with your therapist. Practice coming out to yourself in a casual way. Practice correcting your pronouns. Practice an introduction for yourself that explains the information you want to give to new people you might meet. Get it down to a quick little patter, get it to be something that's easy to say to yourself in the mirror first, then try it with friends for practice, then try it around the safer people you might want to give the information to. It'll get easier as you go.
Look for a local support group (or an online support group). If there's a local LGBTQ+ center you should see if they've got events going on or a support group you can join or workshops or any manner of social thing where you can go interact with people who have been through similar stuff.
Journal. Each time you find yourself frightened of talking to someone about your gender, do what you need to to get through the day and then sit down and think about that interaction. Write down what happened, write down what you were thinking. Was there something in particular that made you anxious? Is it something you can practice addressing? Was there something you noticed about the person that made you uncomfortable? Is that a common thread in the times you have trouble talking about this? If you're able to narrow down specifically what is making it hard to speak to some people that might make it easier to explain to therapists but will also make it more actionable for you.
Here's some very optimistic advice:
If at all possible find a friend who will be rabid and unflinching in their support for you and hang out with them around new people. Get yourself an attack dog copilot who will cheerfully step up and make corrections for you. I know not everyone can do this and I know that if you can find someone like this they can't be around all the time, but it can be wonderfully reassuring to find that one person who you know is going to be ride or die about making sure that everyone in the room respects you. (Being that person for someone else can also teach you how to be that person for you)
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Talk: Chapter 1
pairing: leehan taesan x fem!reader
genre: ANGST, love triangle, slowburn, eventual smut, fuckboy!leehan, college au, undecided ending + genre tbh im lit writing this on a whim bffs
word count: 2k
summary: find out
warnings: none for this chapter!
âPlease tell me this is the last fucking box y/nâ said your friend Jaehyun as he put down one of your many boxes of clothes for the semester.
Heâd offered to help you move into your dorm at your newly transferred school, which he also attended.
âYou maybe carried one box in here and it was the lightest one, if you were going to complain so much why'd you offer to help move me in? Sungho was going to come insteadâ, you said in between laughs and youâre sure he replied back with something equally as dramatic as what heâd said earlier but you were deep in thought thinking about whether or not you made the right choice to transfer here.
âAre you even listening to me?!â he says, snapping you out of your thoughts.
âHuh? oh. SorryâŠ.whatâd you say?â
â I saiiiiiiiiid that one of my friends is having a party near campus tonight and youâre coming. Itâll be good for you to meet new people other than me and Sungho. Iâll come get you and everything!â, he says, leaving almost no room for you to say no and pleading with his hands for you to say yes. It was always really hard for you to say no to him because heâd been one of your closest friends since high school and he always knew what was best for you before you even knew it, so, you agree under one condition.
âOkay whatever just donât leave me alone at the party because I will leave so fucking fastâ
âThen how else will you learn to make friendsâ
ânot goingâ
âOKAY DAMN I won't leave you aloneâŠ. itâs not like sungho wonât be there anyway and i'll introduce you to our roommates'' he says while putting your clothes on hangers in annoyance.
Roommates. That word unexpectedly makes you nervous because up to this point youâd heard crazy stories about Jaehyuns experience with them and the thought of meeting people is always out of your comfort zone. You wouldnât call yourself shy, but youâre more closed off than youâd like to admit.
â I should probably also warn you ...one of our roommates, heâs kind of an asshole. So donât take anything he does too seriouslyâ
Ugh, youâre already dreading this.
âOkayâ
And with that you and Jaehyun spend the next two hours or so fixing up your single dorm bickering and fooling around for most of those two hours but you finished nonetheless.
âokay see you later y/n and take your phone off dnd, youâre not getting out of going to this party tonightâ he says walking out of your dorm gathering his phone and hoodie from your freshly made bed.
âwasn't planning on it!â you lied. you were definitely planning to shower then sleep and blame the no response to his texts on dnd.
âyeah OKAY, bye~!â the boy says, taking one final stride out of the door and letting it slam behind him which makes you roll your eyes.
After roughly 20 minutes of mindlessly scrolling on your phone you decide itâs time to shower and get ready for the party you were dreading with every fiber of your being.
8:36pm
It's now been an hour since you started getting ready and you were now checking your outfit in your mirror. You were a bit unsatisfied but not enough to change for what would now be the third time of the night. You were dressed rather provocatively but you didnât care, it made you feel good.Your makeup was already done and now all that was left was to spray perfume and check your phone to see when Jaehyun would be coming to pick you up.
You remembered that heâd probably be bringing his roommates and you were happy to see Sungho as you hadnât seen him in a while but it was intimidating to meet the rest of them. Still, you were able to, for the most part, shake that feeling off.
myung: hey im like a min away rapunzel let down ur hairrrrrr
you: need you to b normal so bad
myung: HURRY TF UP im downstairs
You walked out of your dorm room and sprinted to the nearest elevator pressing the buttons urgently and waiting for it to come up for a few seconds but it felt like a thousand years were going by so you thought maybe itâd be quicker to take the stairs and slowly started to turn around.
beep
The elevator doors open and someone grabs your arm and turns you around gently. you had an immediate reaction to take your arm back but in an ever-so gentle manner.
âyou donât have to take the stairsâ a husky voice says to you
you looked up at him and scanned his features for what felt like years to you but was only for a split second. He had long brown hair and even browner eyes that looked like the entire galaxy was in them.He ran his fingers through his hair with the hand that had just turned you around and put his phone in his back pocket with his other hand.
âDo you always grab strangers into elevators?â you ask him.
he took a few steps forward in order to hold the elevator open on one side
âtechnically youâre not in the elevator yet but this is my first time, hopefully I was easy enough on youâ he replies cheekily with a smirk forming on his face.
You were shocked at how he could just make something so regular into a sex metaphor but somehow it worked. Still you rolled your eyes at the comment, making an automatic assumption about what kind of guy this stranger is.
âand a thank you would be niceâ
âthanksâ you respond making your way inside the elevator purposely avoiding the side he was evidently holding open for you. You notice he looks down, poking the side of his inner cheek with his tongue and smiling. He steps back into the elevator and you both reach to press buttons. You went for floor one while he went for floor two.
âGot a ride waiting for you or something?â he asks with what sounds like genuine curiosity.
âyeah, are you gonna follow me and kill me?â just as you say this jokingly the elevator doors open once more.
âJust curious but that does sound enticingâ he smiles and faces you as he walks backwards out of the elevator trying not to break eye contact with you once.
You smiled to yourself at the small interaction knowing youâd never see him again as he was probably just heading to a hookup judging by the fact floor two of your dorm building was girls only. But ,still, you couldnât help but feel butterflies from the chemistry filled banter youâd just had with a random stranger even if he was about to go fuck some random. It felt good.
myung: btw. you may or may not have to sit on someoneâs lap because my car is not that big SORRYSORRYSORRYSOORY
you: bro im going back upstairs
myung: NO c'mon theyâre excited to meet you and sungho has gummies in the glove compartment.. đ
you: âŠ.bribing me is crazy
myung: itâs the only way i fearđ€Šđ»ââïžđ€Šđ»ââïž
myung: i see you coming down the stairs just walk straight then turn left a little and youâll see my car
you follow his instructions and see his red car looking absolutely packed with men whom amongst them you only see one familiar face, Sungho.
âY/N!!!!!!!! I havenât seen you in forever, i missed youâ the tall long haired boy says to you as his passenger side window is rolling down.
â I missed you tooâ you gave him a warm smile. Jaehyun then steps out of the car and opens the back door for you revealing 3 boys, one with pink hair, another with short brown hair and the very last with long dark hair and a streak of blonde in the back of it. damn you thought, heâs attractive.
â So from left to right this is Riwoo, Woonhak, Taesan and obviously you all know this is y/nâ , Jaehyun says smiling and gesturing to everyone then you.
There was a sudden flow of nice to meet yous after that coming from all of you and they all seemed rather nice, you felt instantly welcomed by them especially Riwoo who you felt youâd grow close to quickly, he reminded you a lot of Jaehyun in a way you couldnât exactly pinpoint but was there nonetheless.
â Now that youâve met âŠany of you want to sit on each other's lap so that y/n can sit?â Jaehyun says while scratching his head.
â I donât mind," Woonhak says, smiling and shrugging. You smile at his kind gesture and you and Jaehyun walk over to the other side of the car, he gets back into the driver's seat while you stand at the backdoor. Taesan opens the door, steps out and Woonhak follows suit, you assume heâd be sitting on Taesans lap in the middle. However as Taesan stepped out of the car you were shocked at how tall he was, he didnât seem all that tall from the view you had of him at the start of this interaction but there he was, standing at probably six feet tall at least.
He very clearly checked you out from head to toe and smiled at you politely as he waited for Woonhak to step out of the car, it was like he was going to say something to you but he himself didnât know what to say first. He then went to sit in the middle of the backseat shuffling into place and tapping his lap with both hands gesturing for Woonhak to sit there.
âDonât ever do that againâ Woonhak says laughing which also makes you and Taesan laugh and you then take a seat next to them and finally close the car door. You all then take off to the party.
On your ride there everyone was mostly on their phones or having small conversations over the somewhat loud music Sungho had on aux. You were looking out of your window and could see Taesan from your peripheral vision occasionally doing the same. Whenever he wasnât looking out of the window he was staring at you, it felt like he was piercing through your skin with his eyes and maybe that feeling rooted from the fact you wished you could look at him back in that moment but then heâd know you could see him looking at you that whole time.
âNah man donât worry about it, he'll probably just be at the party later anywayâ,Jaehyun says. You were curious who he was referring to as you overheard bits of his and Sunghos' conversation.
â I donât get why he didnât just come with usâ Sungho responds.
âdonât think too much about it seriously , he's always weird like thatâ, Jaehyun reassures him and with that the conversation ends leaving you wondering who they were just talking about.Ignoring your curiosity you put one of your earbuds in so you could listen to music for a bit.
now playing: the smiths - there is a light that never goes out
âI love the *muffled speech*
âWhat?â, you take off your singular earbud to ask what Taesan had just said to you
âI said I love the smithsâ, he says to you with a smile that was so contagious, you smiled without even noticing.
âDo you want to listen with me?â you ask sweetly, to which he nods. you hand him the other earbud and you listen to music the rest of the car ride there.
you couldnât help but feel butterflies from how heâd somehow get a brand new smile for each song that played or tapped his foot along to the sound, signaling that he liked your taste in music.
Heâs so endearing you thought.
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downstairs neighbor
danielle marsh x fem!reader ; fluff
synopsis: in which you party so often that you get another complaint, but this time it's from a very pretty girl that really has you considering shutting the whole function down.
warnings: alcohol and weed mentioned ; readers an asshole at first but danielle is danielle so reader goes through a whole crisis ; yeah they're adorable, basically black cat and golden retriever trope sorry not sorry ; anything else i didn't mention ; not proofread
a/n: get it because usually it's the upstairs neighbor but i'm quirky so its not... ok nvm ill delete my account i gues ... anyways FIRST DANI FIC UNDER 10K! guys im so in love with her i need to be put into an asylum do u see these pics of her LOOK AT HERR!!! i need to die like rn
danielle has settled in quite alright into her new university. she's moved in with one of her close friends from high school, decorated her side of the room, and all of her professors are oddly sweet--much better than the professors from her old school.
she makes it to the first friday of the semester, deciding to settle in and watch a movie, maybe call her mom and dad later if she doesn't doze off. but when she hears muffled music and disturbing footsteps from downstairs, she pauses the show she's two minutes into and gets out of her bed.
hanni's on the other side of the room completely slumped, her headphones peeking out from the blanket sprawled on top of her with no care in the world as to what is happening downstairs. danielle purses her lips before getting out of bed and slipping the university sweatshirts over her tank top.
she looks back over at hanni, whoâs still sleeping, before heading out into the living room area, past the kitchen, and out the door.
when she reaches the floor below, she follows the noise, it gets louder as she steps through the corridors, and then she stops in front of what she suspects is the source of all this disruption before knocking on the doorâno response.
âhm.â she mumbles, knocking again in a little patternâstill no response.
before she can knock again, her fist in the air ready to hammer a little harder on the door, it opens.
a girlâprobably her ageâanswers it, eyes narrowed at danielle. sheâs slightly taller, but still, danielle feels a little small with how scrutinizing she checks her out.Â
âdid kazuha invite you? yujin? or was it jungwon?â the girl looks at her with raised brows, expecting an answer with a slightly bothered look. it seems like danielle had interrupted their little⊠event? whatever event it was, did they really need to have house music being blasted so loudly?
danielle rubs her thumb against her pointer finger, trying to steady her nerves. âoh, no, i um⊠wasnât invited,â she says, her voice wavering slightly. the words sound even more pathetic out loud than they did in her head, but thereâs no taking them back now. she pushes on, though it feels like her confidence is slipping away with every syllable. âi was just wondering ifâwell, if you could turn the music down? my roommate is sleeping and itâs just⊠really disturbing.â
the girl in front of her snickers, a look of disbelief crossing her face as she sizes danielle up. itâs clear she finds the request ridiculous, and danielle feels her cheeks heat up in embarrassment.
âyou know what, this isnât even my partyâhey y/n! come out here!â the girl calls over her shoulder, her tone dismissive as she waves danielle off like sheâs someone elseâs problem now.
you hear your name being called, and with a sigh, you push yourself up from the couch. the group you were sitting with whines in protest as you leave, but you roll your eyesâtheyâre all drunk, their complaints nothing more than the amplified nonsense of intoxicated minds.
âwhat is it, yunjin?â you call out, rubbing your eyes as you approach the entrance, the taste of the cheap beer sakura handed you earlier lingering unpleasantly on your tongue. âwhatââ
the words die in your throat as you spot the girl standing just inside the doorway. sheâs probably, no, definitely new hereânew to the party, new to the scene. youâve never seen someone that makes you stop in your tracks like this. her long eyelashes flutter as she looks up at you, her big brown eyes sparkling with a mix of nervousness and something else you canât quite place. sheâs dressed in baggy sweats and an oversized university sweater, the logo stretched across her chest in signature block letters. thereâs an air of innocence about her, something that feels out of place amidst the environment both of you are in right now.
you take her in, noting how pretty she isâadorable, if youâre going to be honest with yourself. she looks like a lost puppy, especially with those pleading eyes and the subtle bite of her lipâ
you push the thought aside, telling yourself it doesnât matter. youâre just here to deal with whatever minor inconvenience yunjin has decided to dump on you.
âwho are you?â
âum, my name is danielle, i live right above.â she has an accent, something strong and similar to that girl yunjinâs been bickering with â was it lily? no, bangchan? hell no, she hates him and his little group. ah, hanni that short girl that came complaining during your second party of freshman year, yunjin still brings her up.Â
âright, what do you want?â you ask, sensing yunjinâs departure when you feel her brush against your shoulder. âis there a problem or?â
âwell, yeah, kind ofâŠâ sheâs actually adorable, especially when she avoids your eye contact like that. âitâs kind of loud, you know. i was wondering if you could turn down the volume a bit? thereâs a lot of thumping i can hear from above, i canât imagine how it must be for the downstairs neighborsâŠâ
âyou must be new.â
âsorry?â
âyouâll get used to it.â you say simply, poking the inside of your cheek before starting to close the door. âi recommend a pair of some good noise cancelling headphonesâand a signature study spot. see you around danielle.â
you feel a strange pang of guilt, something unfamiliar and uncomfortable twisting in your chest. youâve done this beforeâbrushed off peopleâs complaints, shut the door on them without a second thought. but thereâs something about her that makes you hesitate, something that tugs at you. maybe itâs the way she looked at you, those big brown eyes wide with a mix of hope and desperation, like she was really counting on you to help. you give her one more glance, catching that puppy-dog expression that makes your resolve waver for just a second. but then, before you can think twice, you close the door on her, shutting out the sight of her pleading face.
â
danielle spends the whole night tossing and turning, the faint vibration of the music seeping through the ground and into her restless mind. itâs not loud enough to keep her fully awake, but just persistent enough to keep her from finding any real rest. she considers going back downstairs, maybe trying to have a proper conversation, coming to some kind of compromise. but every time she thinks about it, the memory of how things endedâthe snickers, the dismissive attitudeâfills her with embarrassment, making her shrink back into her bed.
the next morning, sheâs awake before the sun, the lingering fatigue making her body feel heavy and sluggish. still, she forces herself out of bed, the need to talk to someoneâanyoneâpushing her into action. with a deep breath, she reaches over and starts shaking hanni awake, the clock not even close to ten a.m. on a weekend. hanni groans in protest, burrowing deeper into the blankets, but danielle is relentless, her fingers poking at hanniâs sides until her sleepy roommate finally stirs, blinking up at her with bleary eyes.
âwhat the hell man? the sun is still rising!â
âwhat do you know about the downstairs neighbor?â
âw-what?â hanni mumbles, rubbing her eyes as she turns to lay on her back and squint at her roommate. ây/n? is this about her?â
âthe girl directly below usâtaller, mean, arrogant, tattoo on her arm and wrist, kind of pretty, nice lips, and jawline⊠ugh! her!â
âthatâs y/n, but youâre reaching with the whole kind of pretty part. petty? yeah, more accurate.â
âlast night i went down and asked her toââ
âyou went to her place? to do what, complain?âÂ
âyes!â hanni shuts her eyes and sinks her head deeper into the pillow, sighing softly again. her roommate is new, she canât be harsh, and plus, itâs danielle.Â
âdani⊠the ra is literally in love with her, and y/n uses that so she can party and get high in her fuckass living room.â
âwhat?â
âdanielle, mo dani, please listen.â hanni sits up, blinking hard as she reaches out ot put a hand on her friends shoulder. âyouâll get used to it, you can use my old headphones and iâll show you my favorite cafe.â
âyouâre just going to let this slide?â
âwell until y/n stops flirting with jiyoung; thereâs nothing we can really do other than cope every fridayâand sometimes saturdayânight.â hanni explains, flopping onto the bed and returning to fetal position. âcan you put the blanket over me, please? iâm tired and cold⊠please.â
danielle frowns before covering her roommates body with her weighted blanket, sighing before she returns to her bed, laying down and recollecting all her memories from the night beforeâof you.
â
youâre late. of course youâre late on the second week of classes, as if last weeks twenty minute surprise appearance wasnât humbling enough.Â
as you rush out of your apartment, youâre met with jiyoung standing right by the exit, as if sheâs been waiting for youâshe probably has. this has happened at least once a week last year. she greets you with her signature smile and a small piece of chocolate, a gesture that would be sweet if you werenât in such a hurry. you force a smile and mumble a quick thanks, but you know whatâs coming next. the compliments, the small talk, the forced out, clichĂ© lines she always uses. itâs all part of her routine, but you really donât have the time for it today. you need to get to class.
fifteen minutes later, youâre finally free from jiyoungâs conversation, but youâre also running dangerously late. again. you sprint across campus, your heart pounding in your chest as you mentally prepare for the inevitable stares and the professorâs disapproving remarks.
when you finally reach the classroom, you throw the door open a little too forcefully. the room falls silent as heads turn to face you, the sudden interruption catching everyoneâs attention. you freeze for a second, cringing at yourself when youâre caught in the spotlight, before the professorâs voice cuts through the silence.
âlate on the second week? what was it, kim⊠no, yangâŠâ he trails off, squinting at you as if trying to remember your name.
you clear your throat, feeling your face heat up. âl/n, l/n y/n,â you correct him, trying to keep your voice steady.
âwell, youâre lucky iâve just started the lecture. please hurry and take a seat, youâve already made quite the impression.â
âsorry, sir,â you mumble, pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration as you scan the room for an empty seat. most of the rows are full, and the weight of all those eyes on you makes your skin prickle with discomfort.
finally, you spot an open seat in the fourth row from the top, right at the edge. you hurry over and drop your bag beside the chair, quickly unzipping it to pull out your laptop. your hands move with practiced speed, signing in and opening a page for notes before setting your bag on the empty seat next to you. you look up, hoping to catch up on what youâve missed so far.Â
and thatâs when you see her.
danielle. sheâs sitting just two seats away from you, her gaze locked on yours the moment you look up. her big brown eyes, framed by those impossibly long lashes, are full of recognitionâand something else you canât quite place, and why are they sparkling? your jaw tenses as you force yourself to look away, zipping up your bag with a little more force than necessary. three seats. thatâs all that separates you from the girl who showed up at your doorstep last friday, the one you dismissed without a second thought. and now here she is, sitting way too close for comfort, her presence making the air around you feel heavier.
of course you blindly chose the spot next to her. the new girl who filed a complaint, only to have the door shut on her. itâs just your luck.
you catch her in your peripheral staring at you for a few more seconds before she redirects her attention towards the professor. you let out a breath of relief, now you just have to get through the next hour and fifty minutes near the cute girl you were an ass to.
â
as soon as the class ends, youâre out the door without sparing a glance at danielle. she watches you hurry out, noticing how you started packing up your things five minutes before class was even dismissed. itâs like you couldnât wait to get away.
you make your way to the engineering building, where you know your roommate yunjinâs class ended a bit earlier. when you spot her in the lobby, you walk up with a bothered look on your face.
âgood morningâŠ?â yunjin greets you, her smirk showing sheâs amused by your expression.
âyou wonât believe whoâs in my sociology class,â you say, still reeling from the encounter.
âeveryone takes sociology, even the finance freaks,â she replies, shrugging as if itâs not a big deal.
ânevermind.â you roll your eyes, scoffing. âwhatever, letâs grab a bite. iâm hungry.â
âyou always are,â yunjin chuckles, stepping beside you.
the two of you end up at your favorite local thai place, sharing a large bowl of fried rice. itâs a familiar routineâsince freshman year, youâve known one bowl is more than enough to satisfy both of you. the memory of that first time, half-drunk and thinking the portions would be small, makes you smile despite your lingering annoyance.
as you chew on your second bite, glancing at a notification on your phone, yunjinâs voice cuts through your thoughts. âso, whoâs in your sociology class?â
âdanielle,â you reply, not looking up from your phone.
âwho?â
âthe girl from friday.â
yunjin frowns, trying to recall. âat our party? there wasnât anyone i didnât knowââ
âno, no. the girl you made me deal with. she knocked on the doorâbig eyes, long lashes.â
âoh, her,â yunjin hums, finally understanding. âwhat about her?â
âi closed the door on her that night after she complained or whatever. i didnât think much of it, but then i was late to class because jiyoung wanted to talk to me, and i picked a random spot⊠turns out it was three fucking seats away from herâdanielle.â
yunjin laughs, thankfully before she can take another bite of rice. âseriously?â
âshut up.â
âthatâs hilarious. you think sheâs going to give you shit?â
âi mean,â you poke at your rice, hesitating, âshe doesnât seem like she willâŠâ
but even as you say it, the thought nags at you. danielle doesnât seem like the type to hold a grudgeâpolite and sweet even when you were being arrogantâalmost too good to be true. she looks like she belongs in a fairy tale, with her princess-like appearance and demeanor. meanwhile, you feel like the ugly villain in her story, lurking under the bridge, ready to cast a spell or something like that. the more you think about it, the more ridiculous it seems.
âthen youâll be fine, you were fine shutting the door on her anyway.â
you were fine, but that version of you was under the influence of cheap beer and too focused on going back to your conversation than dealing with someoneâs complaintâeven if it were from danielle.
âi guess.â
â
the next time you host a party, the volumeâs turned down by two notches. you tell yourself itâs because yunjinâs been saying âhuh?â to you more often, but deep down, you know thatâs not the real reason.
youâve also decided to stick with one can of beer instead of three. even yujin seemed surprised when you declined the second.Â
these parties used to be at jakeâs place, but he argued they should be at yours since the ra is madly in love with you, and your place is slightly bigger. you were against it at first, but socializing never hurt, and it made you happy to see others happy. youâd also be lying if you said you didnât enjoy the occasional expensive drink that someone brought when their paycheck had been a bit fatter that week.
now, youâre leaning against the counter while minji rummages through a cupboard, searching for spare plastic cups. you take a sip from your spriteâthe second can of the night, and surprisingly, neither has been alcoholic (you donât count the bitter can of beer, itâs only five percent alcohol). yunjinâs voice cuts through the music just loud enough for you to hear, âyou think that girl will show up again? give you shit?â
âiâd hope not.â you pretend itâs a truthful statement, your tone firm, a little snarky, and a bit confident, but thereâs a small part of you that hopes she does. you catch yourself imagining her showing up in her oversized sleepwear again, her eyes wide, her voice so soft and sweet it makes your chest tighten a little.Â
âand if she does?â
âiâll shut her out again.â
âand if you show up late, then sit three seats away from her again?â
âignorance.â you sip on your sprite again, licking your lips to savor something that actually satisfies your tastebuds.Â
âyouâre good at that.â
âaw, thanks.â you say bitterly, hearing yunjin snicker as she tears open a new pack of red plastic cups. âasshat.â
your orange-haired roommate leans against the counter across from you, then says, âi think jungwon brought penjamin.â his infamous pen, the one you took way too many hits of last time that it had you seeing the stars.Â
ânot again, i donât trust myself.â
she laughs at you again, âi donât trust you either, letâs stick with a hit or two instead of five.â
âand you need to stick with a few drinks instead of passing out on the floor again. youâre lucky you were leaning against the couch.â
âwomp womp.â you canât believe her, what an idiot.
âsay that again when you wake up with your legs in the fucking blinds, or something. i still donât know how you donât have liver damage, and doesnât that affect your performance on the court?â
âconditioned to drink and score threeâs.â
âwhatever.â you sigh, then hear a few knocks from the door.
yunjin raises her brows, then chuckles, âhey, itâs your lovergirl.â
âsheâs not myâ ugh. be right back.âÂ
lovergirl, yunjin is going to wake up upside down in her closet if she keeps it up. thereâs no chance that sheâs attracted to you in the slightest, not with your first impressions. the thought makes you a little dissapointed, but you shake your head, youâre being ridiculous again.Â
you shake the thought away, forcing yourself to focus getting to your door and not tripping on the shoe that had been blindlessly kicked off. thereâs a quiet anticipation simmering beneath your calm exterior as the music gets more faint in your ears. you tell yourself youâre being stupid, but the truth is harder to ignoreâthereâs a part of you that wants her to be at the door, even if itâs just to scold you again.
you open the door, and there she isâmiss lovergirl herself.
âanother party?â she asks, her tone light, almost teasing.
âare you going to tell me to shut the whole thing down? still haven't invested in headphones, have you?â
âactually, i wasnât going toâthe shutting down part, i have headphones being delivered tomorrow.â she replies, smiling. maybe your brows furrow, just a little. âbut the music is a little quieter, that i noticed, so maybe my efforts did pay off.â she pauses, then adds, âanyway, my roommate told me thereâs no getting through to you about these parties. so, i came here to give you this.âÂ
she holds out a keychain with a cardholder attached, and you see a picture insideâa photo of you and your little brother at your high school graduation. heâs about twelve in the picture, braces on and cheeks still chubby. itâs one of your favorite photos, and your eyes widen as you take it from her slowly, almost carefully.
âwhereâd you get this?â you ask, voice a bit more cautious than you intended.
âyou dropped it under your seat last lecture. seemed like you were in such a rush to leave, or to avoid meâŠ?â she tilts her head, batting those impossibly long lashes.
you realize sheâs not in her sleepwear this time. sheâs dressed in everyday clothesâa zip-up over a fitted white shirt, jeans, and some well-worn sneakers. a nike cap sits snugly on her head, her long, wavy hair flowing down in a way that makes you look twice. sheâs wearing light makeup, and it strikes you for the first time how nice her lips are, andâ
âum, thanks,â you mutter.
âitâs no problem.â
âare you going to ask me to turn the volume down now?âÂ
she shakes her head, adjusting the backpack slipping down her shoulder. âno, but i'd appreciate it. youâve already made baby steps.â
if it had been anyone else saying that, youâd have rolled your eyes, maybe even scoffed in their face. but thereâs something about the way danielle says itâso genuinely, so kindlyâthat catches you off guard. youâre used to sharp words and snide remarks, not this⊠breath of fresh air, this three a.m. glass of water in the form of a person.
âright, okay,â you manage to say.
âwell, i'll get going then. my roommateâs friend is coming over to watch a movie with us, so weâd appreciate it if you could maybe turn it down. but, thatâs up to you, mate.âÂ
âoh, okay, yeah.â you feel like youâre melting into a puddle. what is going on with you? âiâll see what i can do.â
ânight then.â
ânight?â
she walks off, your eyes follow her until she reacehs the end of the hall. it was the most casual encounter youâve ever had in a bit, and yet, it felt like so much more.Â
â
haerin sits back, watching without a word as hanni and minji bicker over the remote, their voices rising slightly above the hum of the tv. hanni has her arms crossed tightly over her chest, a scowl forming when minji suggests yet another sappy romance. haerin half expects them to start wrestling for control, but just before the tension hits a breaking point, the sound of the door lock twisting stops them. both heads turn to see danielle stepping inside, her hand raised in a small wave, a polite smile on her lips.
âsorry iâm late,â danielle apologizes.
âyouâre good,â hanni replies, running her fingers through her hair to fix it. âmovie time? can you choose, pleaseâŠâ
âyeah! let me get changed first, okay?â
âokay, okay, but hurry or else minjiâs gonna have my limbs cut off or something. and we both know haerin would rather watch than save either of us.â hanni jokes, drawing a chuckle from haerin and a playful glare from minji.Â
a few minutes later, danielle is back in an old t-shirt and plaid pajama pants. she drops herself right between hanni and minji, effectively acting as a buffer. she grabs the remote, settling under the blanket as her legs casually stretch across hanni's lap.
âwhere were you, by the way?â hanni asks, feeling danielleâs legs settle more comfortably over her own. âif the bus was late, you couldâve called.â
âmy bus came early. i just stopped by y/nâs,â danielle replies casually.
minjiâs head snaps toward danielle so fast itâs a wonder she doesnât get whiplash. haerin even lets out a small gasp of âwhat?â
ây/n? you mean l/n y/n?â minji echoes, her tone filled with disbelief. âyou went to her place?â
danielle nods. âshe dropped something in the class we have together, so i returned it.â
âand she didnât bite your head off?â minji asks, eyes wide. âyouâre really something, danielle.â
danielle just laughs softly, her fingers scrolling through the endless netflix catalog in search of a movie they all might actually agree on. she seems unfazed by the shock that mentioning your name has caused, a slight smile playing on her lips. she canât quite understand the big deal. youâve been⊠normal, for the most partâpretty normal, actually, in the three times sheâs spoken to you.
âsheâs really not that bad,â danielle shrugs, finally stopping on a rom-com that catches her eye. âi can fix her.â
âyou can what?â hanni swivels her head toward danielle, eyes wide in disbelief.
âwhat?â danielle grins. âshe doesnât bite.â
âwell, her friend yunjin does,â hanni mutters, thinking back to the group project from hell with yunjin, whoâd spent every meeting hungover and useless. âsheâs probably just like the people she hangs out with.â
âno, i bet sheâs nicer deep down.â
âyouâre too pure for this world,â minji murmurs, feeling danielleâs head lean on her shoulder. âsheâs got a bad reputation, you know.â
âwell, she turned the volume down for us,â danielle insists.
âshe did?â hanni raises an eyebrow, surprised.
âyeah, just before i visited her. i told her weâd be having a movie night and said iâd appreciate it if she toned it down a bit. now we can barely feel the bass.â
hanni thinks for a moment. maybe the music is a bit quieter, but sheâs gotten so used to it, she barely notices the difference. minji and haerin, on the other hand, don't deal with the noise oftenâhaerin lives with her parents, and minjiâs dorm is on the other wing.
danielle presses play, and the conversation shifts. they all settle in, pushing the topic of you, the downstairs neighbor, out of their minds as they focus on the opening scenes of the movie.
hanni leans into haerin, a smile on her lips as her legs tangle with danielleâs. âyouâre so interesting, man,â she mutters, half-amused, half-bewildered.
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there aren't any assigned seatsâit's university, for crying out loud. still, you find yourself three seats away from danielle again, like last time, pretending not to notice her as you settle in, determined not to drop anything today. you set your things down carefully, opening up your laptop and pulling out your ipad, keeping your eyes firmly on the screen.
out of the corner of her eye, danielle watches you fumble with the apple pen, spinning it between your ring and middle finger. she sees it slip from your grip and clatter to the floor beside you. you let out a soft sigh, standing to retrieve it, making your way down two rows. when you straighten up and head back, you catch danielle trying to hide a smile, her shoulders shaking with quiet laughter.
âwhatâs so funny?â you ask, a little defensive.
âyour pen-spinning skills,â danielle says, turning fully toward you with that same amused smile. âslippery fingers?â
âshouldnât you be reviewing before the lecture?â
âi usually get here fifteen minutes early,â she replies, still grinning. âiâve already done that.â
âwhatever.â you drop back into your seat, tapping away at your keyboard as the professor approaches the front, fiddling with the hdmi cable. you open your notes app, trying to ignore the way danielleâs laughter still lingers in the air.
âyou know i donât bite, right?â her voice breaks your focus.
âwhat?â
she nods at the empty seats between you. âyouâre sitting pretty far⊠come sit next to me.â
âiâm not getting up. my stuffâs already out.â
danielle rolls her eyes, moving the desk platform in front of her as she stands, gathering her things without a second thought, and before you know it, sheâs dropping into the seat beside you. you werenât expecting thatâher choosing to sit next to you so boldly. but there she is, right next to you, with that grin stretching across her face as she adjusts her notebook.
âthere, lazy bum,â she teases, her tone light, eyes flicking back to the professor as he sets up the projection.
you find yourself staring, caught off guard by how close she is. she smells sweetâlike cherries, with a mix of amber and jasmine. you quickly shift your gaze back to your laptop, opening your calendar and planner and, almost instinctively, the tab with the jacket youâve been eyeing for weeks.
when you steal another glance at danielle, sheâs put on a pair of glasses. stupid, adorable glasses that make her look even cuterâsomething you didnât think was possible.Â
you canât help the small grin that creeps onto your face as you focus back on the slides on the big screen, but your mind is still partially with her, sitting beside you, close enough to feel the warmth radiating off her skin.
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for the next month, sociology becomes your favorite classânot because of the subject, but because it means you get almost two hours near danielle. sheâs just as sweet as she looks, always greeting you with a warm smile and tossing out casual small talk that somehow feels more personal every time. she compliments you now and then, little things like âyour hair looks nice todayâ or âi like your shoes,â which leaves you more flustered than youâd care to admit. soon enough, it's routineâyou both leave class together, walking side by side until you reach the main lobby of the science building. danielle always waves goodbye with that bright smile, her eyes sparkling, even when the sky is overcast. you smile back, feeling a little bashful, but somehow, it feels right.
sometimes, you even meet up at the entrance of your little dorm complex to head to class together. danielle's just a floor above, so you run into her in the elevator sometimes too. thereâs something about herâsomething so effortlessly charming and magnetic. itâs like sheâs a light, and youâre a moth, drawn into her presence without even realizing it.
what you donât realize is that jiyoung, your ra, has noticed these little interactions. she catches glimpses now and then, her curiosity piqued.
after another class ends, you wave goodbye to danielle, planning to meet up with yunjin, but before you can leave, jiyoung intercepts you.Â
"hey, didnât see you this morning,â she says, her tone casual but her eyes narrowing slightly. âi havenât been seeing you around as much, actually."
"oh, yeah⊠iâve beenâŠâ you start, your gaze flicking past her to danielle, whoâs almost out of the building. jiyoung looks in the same direction to see danielle as well, her brows furrow just a bit. you continue, âum, spending more time with this girl in my sociology class."
"right, danielle? sheâs on the floor above you, right?â
âyeahâŠâ
âhm,â jiyoung murmurs, more to herself than to you. âyouâve been spending a lot of time with her, havenât you?â
âi mean, yeah. sheâs nice andâwhy does it matter?â
âyouâre not into her, are you?â
the question catches you off guard, like a punch you didnât see coming. you stare at jiyoung like sheâs lost her mind. âw-what? n-no, no, sheâs justâ you know, weâre friends. weâre friendly.â
ânothing more, right?â
âi mean, no, but even if it were⊠why does it matter to you?â
jiyoungâs gaze drops to the floor, and she mumbles, âi donât know? i mean, you said you didnât even want to date.â
you pinch the bridge of your nose, exhaling in frustration. âlook, iâve got to meet up with yunjin. iâll see you around, okay?â
you turn to leave, but jiyoungâs soft scoff stops you in your tracks. she hesitates for a moment before speaking again.
âby the way,â she says, her tone light but pointed. you turn your head slightly, just enough for her to see the edge of your expression. âyou canât party this weekend. thereâs been an increase in complaints.â
you pivot to face her fully, opening your mouth to argue but then closing it again. you bite the inside of your lip, letting the frustration simmer before you finally nod, muttering a resigned, âfine.â
jiyoung watches you, her expression unreadable, as you walk away, but you donât look back. the weekend suddenly feels a lot quieter than you planned.
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even if youâd wanted to party, it wouldn't have been an option. yunjinâs gone home for the weekend to help her sister, and youâre stuck in your dorm, feeling sicker than youâve ever felt.
the day started off fine, just a light headache that you shrugged off. but somewhere between the gym and a quick grocery run, everything went downhill. by the time you made it back to your place, it felt like your body had been run over by a truck. your head throbbed, every limb ached, and a wave of dizziness nearly had you collapsing against the wall as soon as you stepped inside.
you barely made it to the kitchen, dropping the paper bag of groceries onto the counter before stumbling toward your bedroom. the cold hit you like a slap to the face, making you shiver uncontrollably. you rummaged through your closet for the thickest sweatshirt and sweatpants you could find, pulling them on with shaky hands.Â
you didnât even think to check your temperature; the pounding in your head and the chills wracking your body were enough to know you were in trouble. grabbing two ibuprofen from the drawer, you swallowed them dry with a couple of forced gulps of water, then collapsed onto your bed.Â
you pulled the covers around you, but they did little to stop the violent shivers. your teeth chattered, and you curled in on yourself, hugging your knees to your chest as if that would somehow keep the cold at bay. every breath felt heavy, every blink longer than the last, until finally, exhaustion pulled you under.
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the music is noticeably quieter these days, sparing your hearing and everyone else a floor above or below you. really, itâs all danielle's doing. she's somehow found your weaknessâthose soft, pleading eyes and that gentle voice asking you to turn it down. itâs a saturday night, and normally sheâd hear the faint beats of charli xcx or troye sivan vibrating up through the floor, but tonight thereâs nothing.Â
danielle seems to be the only one in her shared dormâand probably the whole buildingâwho feels unsettled by the lack of music. the silence is almost unnerving.Â
âfinally, i can take a nap without those headphones on,â hanni sighs, dropping face-first onto her bed like a log.Â
danielle, leaning against her bedframe, bites her lip. âdonât you think itâs weird though? no party tonight?â
âweird? dani, this is a miracle,â hanni mumbles, already half-asleep. âitâs been months since she hasnât partied, and that was only because we were all gone during summer break.â
but as hanni's breathing evens out and she drifts off, danielleâs frown deepens. it is weird. youâve never missed a saturday night. she doesnât even have your number to text and check if everythingâs alright.
minutes pass, and her mind races with possibilitiesâmaybe youâre just tired, or busy with something else, or⊠sick? before she knows it, danielle is up and moving, driven by a strange concern she doesnât fully understand. she tucks hanni in properly, pulling the blanket up over her instead of letting it dangle off the bed.Â
once she's sure hanni is comfortable, she heads for the door, slipping on her slides and grabbing her key. she feels a small surge of determination as she steps into the hallway. if somethingâs wrong, she needs to know. danielle isnât sure what sheâll find out, but she's already halfway down the hall, her feet carrying her to your place almost on their own.
she gets to your door quickly, fixing her hair because youâre somehow the only person who makes her feel the need to fuss over her appearance.Â
danielle knocks twice, softly at first, just enough to be heard over normal conversation, but there's no answer. she waits, listening for any sound from inside, even from your orange-haired roommateâbut nothing. she knocks again, a little louder this time, about the same level as when you party. still nothing.Â
determined, she finally bangs on the door with all her might and shouts, "y/n! hello?" her voice echoes in the hallway, and a few curious heads peek out from behind their own doors, wondering whatâs going on.
there's a long moment of silence before she hears a faint, âcoming! coming...â it sounds like you, but groggier, almost as if the sound is muffled by the door between you two.
danielle waits, her heart pounding in her chest, until the door opens just a crack, and you peek out, looking utterly exhausted.Â
ây/n?â
âw-what, what...â you murmur, your voice barely more than a whisper, and slightly slurred, like youâve been asleep for days. "whoâ danielle? what are you doing here? there's no party," you mutter, breathing heavily like youâve just run a mile. "you donât have to⊠have to yell at me."
âiâm not here to yell at you, i never yell at you, silly," danielle says softly, a small smile on her face. "can i come in?â
you hum in agreement, and she pushes the door open further, stepping inside.Â
the apartment is dimly lit, with only the glow from the streetlights outside and a small lamp in the living room. danielleâs eyes dart aroundâsheâs never actually been inside before, just caught glimpses through the doorway during those parties. itâs surprisingly clean, smelling of lavender and fresh laundry instead of the stale beer or weed she expected.Â
you stumble forward, catching yourself on the kitchen counter, your legs shaky and unsteady.Â
danielle rushes over, her hand reaching for your arm. âare you okay?â
ây-yeah, iâm fine," you mumble, but your voice is rough, strained.Â
she flicks on a light, and you wince, shielding your eyes with the back of your hand. danielle guides you to the couch, sitting you down gently. you slump back into the cushions, and she takes a closer lookâyour hair is stuck to your forehead, cheeks rosy, and thereâs a dullness in your usually sharp eyes.
without thinking, she presses the back of her hand to your forehead, feeling the intense heat radiating from your skin. âyouâre burning up,â she says softly, concern etched in her voice. âhow long have you been like this?â
âiâ i donât know⊠iâm so tiredâŠâ you murmur, your eyes fluttering closed for a moment.
âletâs get you to your bed,â danielle suggests. âcan you show me?â
you nod weakly, and she helps you to your feet. you sway slightly, leaning heavily on her as she tries to steady you. youâre taller, heavier, and sheâs not exactly built for thisâbut she does her best, slipping an arm around your waist to support you.
your head drops forward, and you breathe slowly against her shoulder. danielle's heart races as she feels the warmth of your breath, and when you look up, your faces are inches apart, close enough that she can feel the heat radiating off you. her cheeks warm up, she wonders if your fever is contagious.
but she shakes it off, tightening her grip on you. âcome on,â she whispers. âletâs get you to bed.â
you lead her to your room, and sheâs a little surprised by how tidy it is. the walls are painted in soft, earthy tones, the furniture minimalistic and neatly arranged. polaroids and film photos cover the walls, snapshots of you and your friends, some of family, too. thereâs a warmth to it, a sense of calm that she hadnât expected. she notices a movie poster above your bedâsomething she doesnât recognize. you collapse onto the bed immediately, curling up into a tight ball, yanking the nearest blanket over you with a groan.
danielle watches you for a moment, then quietly slips out of the room. you lie there, thoughts buzzing in your foggy mind. how did she know you were sick? why is she here? did she come just for you? did you forget something? but the craziest thought of all is that danielle is in your apartment, just the two of you. the realization sends a tiny thrill through your chest.
she returns a few minutes later, carrying a bowl, a bottle of medicine, and a thermometer. she sits beside you on the edge of the bed, nudging you over gently so you're lying flat on your back, your tired eyes meeting hers. she sets the bowl beside you and slides the thermometer into your mouth. you stare at her, feeling a bit dazed, and she offers a small, reassuring smile.
when it beeps, she pulls it out and checks the screen, her brow furrowing slightly. âyouâve got a fever, itâs pretty high,â she murmurs, setting the thermometer down and reaching for a water bottle. âi kind of went through your place to find this, i hope thatâs okay.â
you nod weakly, letting her help you sit up on your elbows. she presses the bottle to your lips, and you sip slowly, a few drops spilling out and dribbling down your chin. you reach up, embarrassed, to wipe them away, but danielle just grins at you gently, wiping them with her sleeve.
she places the bottle down and dips her hand into the bowl. you lie back, too tired to care, hearing the soft sound of water being wrung out. then, without warning, she presses a cool, damp cloth to your forehead, and you wince at the sudden chill, a small whine escaping your lips. danielle clicks her tongue softly, using her thumb to swipe a stray drop of water away from the corner of your eye.Â
âi know itâs cold, but itâll help bring your fever down,â she explains gently.
you feel her hand slide down, and suddenly her fingers are wrapped around yours. her thumb brushes over your knuckles in slow, soothing circles, and you let out a shaky breath, feeling a warmth bloom in your chest. you hum softly, the tension easing out of your body.
"is it okay if i stay for a bit?" she asks quietly. "i don't want you to be alone, but this is your place, after all."
âp-please,â you whisper, gripping her hand tighter, needing the comfort. âplease stay.â
she smiles warmly, nodding, and you feel the weight of her presence, steady and calming, beside you. âiâll stay close then,â she promises softly. âdonât worry.â
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you wake up with a low groan, feeling like youâve just been hit by a bus. every muscle in your body aches, and your head throbs just a bit. blinking against the dim light filtering through the blinds, you sit up slowly, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. you look around, trying to get your bearings.Â
your gaze falls on the bowl of water beside the bed, with two rags soaking in it, and the thermometer resting on the edge. memories from before you passed out come flooding back, and your cheeks heat up at the thought of danielle sitting by your side, taking care of you. your heart does a little flip at the memory, and you shake your head, trying to steady your thoughts.
thereâs no sign of her in your room. sheâs not in your bed, and you exhale a breath you didnât realize you were holding. honestly, if you had woken up to find her next to you, youâre pretty sure your heart wouldâve just exploded right then and there.Â
with a bit more urgency than necessary, you get up and make your way to the living room. your steps are quiet as you peek around the corner, and there she is, curled up on the couch. sheâs asleep, head resting on a pillow, her zip-up hoodie pulled over her legs like a makeshift blanket. the sight tugs at something in your chest, a mix of guilt and gratitude. she stayed the whole night.
you hurry back to your room, grabbing another blanket from your bed, and return to her side. you drape it over her carefully, making sure not to wake her. danielle shifts slightly, mumbling something you canât quite make out. her face softens in sleep, and you find yourself smiling without meaning to.Â
the morning light slips through the blinds, casting a warm glow across her face, illuminating the soft curve of her cheek, the way her lashes fan out against her skin. she looks peaceful, so pretty in the soft light, and you let yourself enjoy the sight for just a moment longer than you probably should.
you let out a small sigh and decide to leave her be, tiptoeing away quietly. but as you move, you canât help but glance back one last time, her serene expression etched into your memory. then, feeling a strange mix of comfort and nerves, you head to your room to get yourself ready.
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danielle wakes up only thirty minutes after you, sitting up a minute after sheâs blinked herself awake. she sits up and catches you on the floor by the coffee table, knees drawn to your chest, a bowl of fruit and two pieces of toast in front of you. her vision clears, and she catches you popping a blueberry into your mouth, scrolling absently through your phone.
"good morning..." she mutters, stretching and rubbing her eyes.
you turn at the sound of her voice, surprised to see her up already. she's quicker at waking up than you; you would have stayed in bed for another ten minutes at least, but the pounding in your head forced you up earlier. "hey, i didnât think youâd stay the whole night."
âi just wanted to make sure you were alright," she explains, moving to sit next to you, mirroring your posture, knees tucked in. "i checked in on you during the night to change the rag on your head and everything, seems like youâre back to normal.â
âyou didnât have to, danielle,â you say, feeling a wave of gratitude mixed with embarrassment.
âbut i wanted to.â she shrugs lightly, her eyes softening as she looks at you. âhow are you feeling?â
âi took two advils before brushing my teeth," you say with a small smile. "feeling pretty great now.â
âiâm glad. your fever was pretty high.â
âwas it?â you raise an eyebrow, grabbing a piece of strawberry and popping it into your mouth.
âyeah.â she picks a piece of kiwi from the bowl and eats it. âi was worried.â
you turn your head, meeting her gaze directly. her eyes look a bit tired, her face bare of makeup, but she still looks goodâso natural, so effortlessly beautiful. a thought crosses your mind: you owe her for this, for being so kind and caring when she didnât have to be.
";ast night i didnât hear any loud noises from downstairs," danielle continues, âthere wasnât a party going on, and i got a little concerned.â
you chuckle, setting your phone aside, resting your cheek against your knee. âso you came because⊠there wasnât a party?â
âit was pretty suspicious,â she insists with a playful grin. âthen you opened the door looking like youâd just fought a bear, stumbling around. it was kind of funny, and cute.â
her compliment catches you off guard. you turn away quickly, pretending to be more interested in the fruit than you are. "thank you, danielle," you mumble. "i owe you."
âitâs nothing,â she says softly. "as long as youâre okay, thatâs all that matters." her words feel like a direct hit to your heart, itâs as if cupid had a gun instead of a bow and shot you right in the chest, making you feel strangely warm and fluttery inside.
âyouâre so⊠hey, what about your roommate? isn't she wondering where you are?â
âoh, hanni,â danielle giggles, checking her phone for any messages but finding none. âshe was passed out before i left last night. it's not even ten yet, so sheâs probably still asleep.â she stands up, and you rise with her, feeling a slight pang of disappointment. âbut i should go check on her, and fix myself up. i probably look like a mess right now.â
you look perfect. it almost lips right off your tongue, but you manage to shut your mouth.
you lead her to the door, wishing she could stay a bit longer, just a little while more. âof course,â you say, feeling a knot tighten in your chest. âthank you again for everything.â
danielle places a gentle hand on your shoulder. âitâs nothing,â she says warmly. âiâll see you around.â
you open the door, watching her step outside, but she turns back, hesitating. before she can say anything else, you speak first. "hey, danielle?"
âyes?â
âare you free later?â
âiâm free all day,â she replies, though she adds, âbut i might run errands with hanni.â
âright, well.â you play with your hair nervously. danielle tilts her head, noticing the shift in your demeanor. âyou should come over tonight. iâll cook you dinnerâto repay you, of course.â
she chuckles, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. âthatâs quite intimate,â she teases. âis this your way of asking me out?â
âuhââ your heart races, but you nod, swallowing hard. âyes. and i'd hope your way of accepting is⊠coming over around six?â
danielle's smile widens, her eyes sparkling with amusement. âiâll see you then, as long as youâre not sick again.â
âiâd count on that if it meant having you take care of me again.â
she glances away, hiding a smile, and you catch sight of the tiny moles on her face. "you're really good at this," she says softly.
âiâm really not,â you admit, âbut itâs you, so i thought iâd try a little harder.â
she rolls her eyes playfully, then steps closer and presses a soft kiss to your cheek. your skin heats up instantly, heart racing faster than before. she pulls back with a grin, waving as she says, âsee you tonight, six p.m.!â
âsee youâŠâ you reply, still stunned as you watch her walk down the hall. she glances back twice, each time your smiles mirroring and growing wider.
you wonder if you should cut down on the weekly parties, maybe dedicate more time to being with her. but that might be getting ahead of yourself. for now, all you know is that you have to prepare the best dinner ever tonightâsomething that might just earn you another kiss, maybe on the lips this time.
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> Saturn ASPECTS < and why you ain't getting the respect you deserve Saturn puts you in shitty cycles/ patterns to make you; by breaking you > and when you inevitably return to these struggles, you'll realise you've mastered his circuits
yes i had break, im back now. so get over it.
Saturn aspecting Sun - loosen up. but everytime you do, something else fucks up. so now your the most rigid person. its hard to have a good time with yall, because you take things so seriously, but damn do you exceed when shit needs to be taken seriously - because your so careful in your movements đ¶ââïž. they tend to have a habit of stating the obvious then smirking about it, which is so confusing because like we all knew that, but why you acting like you did something? this type of shit is why people struggle to chill around you, but ill ask for your advice about real shit because your obsessed with being an authority and like thats the only way to approach you guys without getting iced by you Saturn aspecting Moon - Stop crying. oh wait i meant to say; start crying. jesus you got some fucked up villainous back story but your stone walling everyone because it hurts too much to even open up to anyone. because i mean whats the point? if everyone is just going to tell you "its going to be okay" when you never feel okay. feels bad man, and you know better than most how bad feels.. man.. so i guess saturn wants you to accept how cruel the world is, and how that affects everyone, so you are more prepared for bad circumstances then most. hardly a positive spin, ik.. but its to prepare you for your future. and you have no idea why you must go through so much pain - but there is a reason, and it will become clear later, so better utilize that energy to your benefit; because its just another one of saturns bitch cycles
Saturn aspecting Mercury - when you speak, people try there best to one up you, but your a master at it by now > passive aggressive, or authoritative - who gives a fuck if you belittle the other person, because i mean if your right, then you right. so better off writing it into reality, rather than watch everyone clown around with the wrong answers. but speaking ths way to others, really does make it hard to talk to you, even if you right, your just a fkn asshole. so honestyl. stop trying to figure out the right answer, and think about whats the right thing to say. stop pretending to be an authoritative speaker if no one even wanna listen to you, and start owning what you say more. Saturn aspecting Venus - joecly flores on repeat. okay i get it. you dont believe in love, because you see it how it is. well. its not actually how it is. youve ruined all your chances of anyone ever gonna love you because you think being all cold and mysterious is attractive (and it can be) but i mean who tf wanna love someone like that. its like riding a bike uphill. i mean i dont wanna do that. like these people are always attractive, but their attitude is so hard to ignore, its like trynna make a spider smile. thats why people reject you more than anythng else. and Ik that your just trying to find the real ones, but guess what, everyone that ever talked to you/ flirted with you, liked you.... oh thats too shallow or optimistic? my bad Saturn aspecting Mars - I never do anythng right ;(((((( well you actually do a lot right, but your always doing too much. your so obssessed with perfection and being a high achever that you've forgotten everything you've achieved becayse your so focused on the next one. if you just reflected on how much you work; in comparison to most, youd realize you are big achiever, and you dont understand reality as well as you think. well okay you do undersatnd reality extremely well (because you try so damn hard lol) but you've lost your sense of self because you still dont think your worth it till you achieve the next thing- hence the cycle of working yo ass off - but hey you'll achieve a lot, you just need to perfect your perfectionistic tendencies -then youll finally be perfect! (get it) Saturn aspecting Jupiter - i think this aspect is one of the coldest. because these people try so hard, but get no where for the majority of their life. till they change perspectives and realize if they try harded else where, they'd get launched into success. i mean the amount of people who are successful - and i mean hugely successful > have this aspect - and everytime it was due to massive luck. however only they could grasp the 'lucky' opportunity, and that initself makes their achievements so much cooler than others. remember its jupiter, so all your 'hardships' inevitably become your greatest 'luck'. the white guy from 'sean of the dead' has this, and look at how much he impacted movies in general... jus saying mad props to that guy and to yall
Saturn aspecting Uranus - okay these guys are outcasted from society hard, due to some bullshit, but when they get recasted back into civilization they become someone who can change society at large- but its gonna take so much work... their perspective has been molded differently to most because they've been alone for so long. they have strange ideas that somehow work into tangible assets. perfect example : eminem - i mean hes basically best case scenario with this aspect, but hey why not try for best case scenario? but then again he made that hamster song... so i mean not always best case scenario... THats the price of neglect you could say lmao. Saturn aspecting Neptune - your imagination is your greatest challenge but also the key to your ultimate glory. like Michael Jordan had this aspect and well he was hella delusional. until he wasnt.... but its hard to say how much this benefited him... because both stages of his life - pre glory - and; glory - he was heavily isolated from everyone, and (likely) suffered in seclusion, by placing so much importance on his dreams. saturn wants you to master the 'spiritual world' i.e. imagination and dreams, and this causes anxiety that their dreams will just be dreams. which is what makes them put so much effort into it becoming real... then they realize the price of it all when its too late. so just make sure your aware of what your manifesting because if anyone can make it, its you. (achieving ur dreams) Saturn aspecting Pluto - how powerless do you feel. you do realize people can see how thirsty you are for respect/power, because they can sense your insecurity from past exepriences, and thats why your easy to play with. but do not worry. you will attain true power with enough effort. not just a bullshit image of power. because you've been pushed into the most vile trials to have ever have existed, and its only so that when you become someone powerful, you utilize your power properly, and do not step on others, because you know damn well how much it hurts to be stepped on. so your power is > saturn. your trials are so intense, and you're basically broken, but things that are broken know how to cut others (like broken glass). and well saturn wants you to master this > pluto > the darkness. and it makes reaching the top so much more palpable, because you'd feel like you earnt it. but you can make others insecure about what youve overcame so you better be humble, or saturn will fuck you. no honour among thieves, and we know you experienced that, but the kings play different, and you gotta adapt or saturn will flatten you.
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