#and now i have two more rekindled childhood crushes . . .

[pinkmirth]

. . . is it okay if i say something?

[icanseethefuture333]

PAC: What good luck is coming your way?⋆｡.°•✩

‘I’m so lucky

I’m a star

But I cry, cry, cry in my lonely heart, thinkin’

“If there’s nothin’ missin’ in my life

Then why do these tears come at night?”’

Pile 1:

Shufflemancy -

Potential Breakup Song by Aly & AJ

Best Friend’s Brother by Victoria Justice

(There’s Gotta Be) More To Life by Stacie Orrico

Discipline, Courage, Freedom, Communication, Twin Flame, Talking, Family, Plan A Vacation, Two of Air (Equilibrium), Daughter of Air, & Nine of Cups

The good luck that’s coming to your life, pile 1, is balance, confidence, and stability. Some of you could have Libra or Taurus placements. You could have had a rocky upbringing in life but it didn’t stop you from becoming the individual you are today. You could be a very loving person and have a lot to give to others. You may dim yourself down and feel that you are not all that special and often put others on a pedestal, whether that’s a family member, friend, celebrity, or partner. You need to see what’s special inside of you. The grass isn’t always greener on the other side, dear. Some of you could have a very close relationship with your parents or grandparents. I’m having a vision of a little kid running to their guardian for comfort and receiving hugs. This is a message for some of you - you guys should visit your old childhood home for abundance or need to call your parents and rekindle the relationship you had with them, they miss you very much. If you have inner child wounds from your family, you need to resolve them in order to make progress. Don’t get stuck in this current phase of your life, you need to embrace change and new beginnings. I’m seeing that there is an intense connection with a romantic interest. Some of you might be in a stagnant relationship that is not benefiting you and it is hindering your growth, I think it would be best if stay single for a while. You are growing up and you are changing, that is a good thing! Some of you have a crush on someone and you are wishing to express your feelings, I see that if you talk to this person, things could actually go very well! Although, you must focus on making yourself happy first before seeking this person. Again, you need to focus on self love first. When is the last time you did something for yourself, pile 1? Make the choice today to be the hero you always needed. Be brave, pile 1. Some of you as a child might of loved the movie Starstruck and Princess Protection Program. You should watch these films to hear the messages in them, they might give you guidance. A father figure in your life may also provide clarity for what you have been feeling. Try to reflect on the relationship you had with your parents and how that results in your relationships with others. A lesson is needed to be learned at that time, once it is completed, you will notice a drastic transformation in your friendships and romantic life. You are going to be secure with who you are as a person and won’t feel the need for others to complete a part of yourself that was feeling empty. Additionally, some of you are wishing to make a bold move. Are you wishing to travel? Take a vacation? A trip to a place you always wanted to go? Now is a good time to do so. Crossroads could be an important film and may resonate with your situation.

Affirmations:

“I can accomplish what I set my mind to”

“I find the inner strength to face fear with confidence”

Pile 2:

Shufflemancy -

Superstar by Jamelia

Love Don’t Cost A Thing by Jennifer Lopez

Whatever You Like by T.I

Loneliness, Love, Money, Courting, Cassette, Love Call, The Star, Ten of Water (Repletion), & Mother of Water

Your good luck charm, pile 2, is the charm of love, fortune, and gifts. There is someone who wishes to come into your life and spoil you. I feel that you are independent and successful in your endeavors. You are good with your finances and you may look high maintenance in appearance (you may own luxury, brand name items, or your style is just very prissy n pretty). You have an admirer that really appreciates how you carry yourself as an individual and has great respect for your accomplishments. I’m reminded of the lyrics from the song She Got Her Own by Ne-Yo ft Jamie Foxx & Fabolous:

“Knowin’ she can do for herself

Makes me wanna give her my wealth”

When this person approaches you, you will look at them like they’re crazy. You might even be offended when they offer you help or try to do chivalrous things. Do not block your blessing, this person can give you access to bigger career opportunities. You have to release your outdated beliefs. I understand you are trying to protect your heart and peace of mind, but how can you make progress in your desired career field without connections? Your spirit guides know you have expensive taste and that you won’t be the only one capable of funding that lifestyle. I’m getting Nara Smith and Lucky Blue Smith vibes. They are both working individuals but Lucky spoils Nara with gifts like designer bags and luxurious items. You give off WAG and video vixen vibes, pile 2. Your beauty is reminiscent of Meagan Good, Christina Milian, Lee Hyori, & Vanessa Bryant in the early 2000s. You could have received a lot of envy from others growing up and was always in the center of gossip. People’s consistent haterade being thrown at you has made you isolate yourself, you were never lonely because you had to be your own best friend. Some of the people who picked this pile were bullied growing up or had a hard time making friends. You are strong and confident but constantly having your guard up out of fear of being hurt is making you miss out on life. Princess and The Frog may be a very significant film that you need to watch. Tiana was hard working and had dreams of opening a restaurant so much that it made her miss out on having fun and spending time with other people, as well as using work as a coping mechanism to cope with her father’s death. It becomes unhealthy when you have the assumption that most people are inherently evil and focusing all your attention on work, allow yourself to make connections with others and have fun every once in a while. It won’t kill ya to take a break, money isn’t the source of all happiness. Changing your mindset would attract more positive interactions within the workplace, college, and in your interpersonal relationships. You know you have great qualities so try to showcase this when having a conversation. Also smile! You have cute facial expressions when you’re not making a RBF lol. You may have a hustler mindset because of being poor as a child but this does not reflect your current reality, pile 2. Some of you may also be pursuing an education, taking courses regarding your culture could provide you with some insight. Turn to your ancestors for strength and wisdom on making the right choices regarding love. You are divinely protected either way so misfortune is not at all in your destiny!

Affirmations:

“I know that I am never alone”

“I commit to the practice of seeing good in all things”

Pile 3:

Shufflemancy -

Stereo Love by Edward Maya ft. Vika Jigulina

Electric Feel by MGMT

Who Said by Miley Cyrus

Judgment, Pride, Past Life, Ice King, Karmic Relationship, The Snake, Five of Air (Conflict), Four of Fire (Perfection), & Mother of Air

Pile 3, with the lucky girl syndrome~ I see that you will be releasing yourself from other people's expectations and instead will pursue your desires. You could have grew up in a strict household and had family members who believed that being successful, wealthy, and having good grades was more important that self expression and being "happy". Financial security was prioritized over emotions and this had left your heart cold. You could be someone who has a hard time expressing their feelings and can be quite feisty when engaging in conversations. I see that you have always wanted to be more of the rebellious one or had to be rebellious in secret. The Bratz movie could be very significant to this pile, you might relate to one of the girls or one of the Bratz is your favorite doll (Jade, Sasha, Yasmin, or Cloe). I also see The Game Plan and Herbie - Fully Loaded for some of you were your comfort movies as a child. Growing up, you might of changed your clothes after your parents dropped you off at school or got dress coded often by your teachers/principal. You could have felt insecure as a child for not being able to dress like the other kids or not being allowed to wear a makeup. You have the power, pile 3. You are no longer this child anymore, this might hurt knowing you never got to experience the same emotional fulfillment other teens/adults did as children, but the good news is you have so much time to make up for it now! Take the initiative today and write down all things you never got to do but always wanted to have and start making a list of methods you could use to make this possible. As long as you put the effort in, anything could happen! I also feel that you compete with those of the same sex. You could come across people that are catty and try to put you down for no reason. You might also have these traits yourself and you need to reflect on how you treat other people, having opinions is normal but being judgemental and making assumptions about others before giving them a chance, is not. You have to acknowledge your flaws and the triggers you have been avoiding. For example, if you know that you easily get pissed off because you grew up in a household where arguing was normalized, realize that behavior isn't healthy. Overall, the good luck that you will be receiving is in regards to your independence and self expression. Additionally, I see you perfecting your craft. Some of you enjoy fashion, science, graphic design, and/or mathematics, you could receive an award or some sort of acknowledgement for your creative ideas!

Affirmations:

"I understand that everyone has their own unique path and challenges"

"I love myself, and I see myself in everyone"

Thanks so much for reading and I wish you the best of luck with whatever makes you happy in life 🍀

[satorusugurugurl]

Worth It

Summary: Marie’s Summer Fest prompt: babysitting

Pairing: Choso Kamo x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: language, handjob, fingering, smut, protected sex, fluffy fluff

Word Count: 4,988 (oops)

A/N: hi y’all sorry for the delay heroes the last prompt for my summer fest celebration!! I am finally getting back on track, my goodness have I been super busy! Enjoy!

Choso was so damn stressed. He ran his hand down his face with a sigh as Yuuji screamed at the top of his lungs, singing along to the theme song of his favorite show that was playing in the background. Choso was left feeling more than a little stressed between his dayshift at the hospital and trying to find a new babysitter while taking care of the apartment. On top of everything else, he was trying to prepare himself to see you for the first time in four years.

He had run into your Mom at the grocery store last week. After talking for a bit and hearing about all the stuff piled up on his plate, she offered for you to babysit during the summer while his grandpa was on a month-long cruise. You had been friends growing up, having lived next door to each other; it only made sense. But the age difference between you caused you both to grow apart. It was only natural since there was a four-year difference. Choso was off to medical school for his nursing degree by the time you started high school.

But now that he was twenty-four and you were twenty going to college yourself, things wouldn't be so different. God, when had he seen you last? Would he ever recognize you?

While Choso found himself lost in thought, pacing the kitchen. You were excitedly bounding up the stairs to his apartment door, knocking on it. God, you were so excited! Your mom’s consistent meddling with your dating life had finally paid off for once! She had successfully given you a chance to rekindle a relationship with your longtime crush. You’d always had a down bad for the gothy boy next door. But since you were four years younger, it never went past friendship.

Things are different now, though! You both were older now, more mature, and you were jail-bait any longer. You wouldn’t throw away the golden opportunity you had been given.

You were so lost in your thoughts that you almost jumped out of your skin when the door to the apartment opened. Your childhood crush towers over you, black hair tied up in two buns, and he was in his tight maroon scrubs that looked delicious on him, showing off his muscles. While you were looking over him like a tasty meal, he swallowed hard, eyeing your blue jean shorts and a black crop top, leaving for Choso’s imagination. Both of you practically eye fucking each other when a flash of pink hair came bolting out of the door.

“Sissy!!” Yuuji yelled, throwing his arms around your legs and hugging you tight.

You giggled, allowing him to knock you back a step before you reached down, ruffling his hair. “Heya Yuuji!” Your eyes trailed from pink tufts of hair to Choso’s dark eyes. “Hiya Cho.”

“H-Hi, uhm, c-come in!” He stepped aside, allowing you to shuffle in with his little brother, still attached to your leg. “Sorry about the mess, I uhm—haven't had much time to clean.”

“No worries.” Your smile was soft, warm, and understanding.

Why did you have to smile at him like that?! It took every ounce of strength in him not to confess his undying love for you right there in the apartment's entryway. Instead of an impromptu confession, he cleared his throat, ushering you to the kitchen, where the sink was filled with dishes and toys littering the floor. Choso flushed, rubbing his neck with a huff.

“Uhm—yeah, the apartment is a mess, I'm sorry—I just—ya know—”

“Choso, you're good, so there's no need to worry. You've been balancing a lot.” you are so sweet, caring, and understanding. To not like you would be an atrocity.

“Right, right, so I’ll be home around 6 o’clock; you can order food. If you want, my credit card is on the counter. Yuuji already ate breakfast, so he’s good. Thanks again for doing this. My life has been hectic between my shifts at the hospital and trying to balance everything.”

You gently took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Whatever I can do to help alleviate some of that stress, I’m happy to do so.”

Oh, Choso could think of multiple ways you could help alleviate his stress. One day, he would tell you how much he liked you and had a crush on you since you were small. The other things he wanted to do to you involved that tiny crop top you were wearing.

“Okay, uhm—if you need me, I'm just a call away!”

“Right!”

Choso grabs his saddlebag, lunch, and his badge for work. He headed towards the door with you and Yuuji following him behind. Taking a deep breath, he turned back to look at you. You look so cute standing there holding his little brother's hand. He wouldn’t mind getting to see you like that every day he left for work.

“I’m off.”

“Be safe, see you later!”

Choso kept thinking about how you were at home with his little brother all day. He thought about how pretty you looked this morning. You were too cute for your good; you had grown up from that little kid with pigtails to a beautiful woman—one that Choso would love to take out for dinner, kiss, and finally confess his love for.

It was like that that helped him get through his hectic day. What was supposed to be a regular shift turned into a busy, nightmarish day. Between all the patients coming in for heatstroke and hiking accidents, Choso had been busy since the moment he stepped into the hospital. But a busy day, and his day went by fast, and the faster it went by, the quicker to go home to you—Yuuji, he was going to Yuuji, not you.

When he finally got home, he was about an hour and a half late. He grumbled, dropping his shoes by the front entrance before shuffling inside the apartment. "Sorry, guys. The hospital was busier than I thought." Yuuji lifted his head from the paper he was coloring on, rushing towards his big brother's arm, stretched wide.

“Big brother! Sissy made dinner! Lots of meat, and it was super tasty, too!”

"Welcome home," You said, setting a plate for him. "I hope you had a great day other than it being busy.”

Choso’s face flushed a deep red. Oh god, you’d be so cute as a stay-at-home wife someday. Shit. He nodded to you, swallowing down those thoughts. "'Uhm—yeah, it was pretty good. Thank you for dinner." He grumbled, looking you up and down as he ruffled Yuuji’s hair.

You beamed at him before kneeling to Yuuji’s height. "Yuuji, why don’t we clean up the coloring stuff? When we’re done, let's get you ready for bed while your brother eats before we watch a movie.”

Yuuji nodded excitedly, babbling on about the firefighter movie you would watch, while he looked at you with surprise written on his face before he took in the apartment. Not only had you taken care of his little brother and made a home-cooked meal, but you also had time to clean the apartment! You truly were perfection in his eyes as he happily ate the dinner your loving hands prepared while he watched you and Yuuji sitting on the couch laughing.

Yeah, this was a sight he would never get tired of looking at. When he finished dinner, he ruffled you and Yuuji’s heads before heading to the bathroom to shower. You watched from the couch, a little too obviously, as he took his scrub top off while walking down the hall. Fuck he looked so hot; it had to be illegal in some country to look as good as he did! The things you would do to him—.

“He likes you too.” Yuuji’s little voice spoke between a yawn.

“Eh?!” The eight-year-old's blunt comment left your cheeks flished as you jolted your attention back to him. “W-What makes you think that?!”

Yuuji so sweetly tilted his head to the side, smiling softly. “I see the way you guys look at each other. Plus, I heard Choso telling Gramps how excited he was to see you again. He said he couldn’t wait to see how prettier you were.” He yawned louder, rubbing at his eyes as he snuggled into your side.

“He said that?”

“Yeppers.”

About six minutes later, you carried Yuuji back to his room, tucking him in as he softly snored onto his tiger plushie. When you left his room, you decided it might be best to be blunt about your feelings for Choso. It was painfully evident that both of you were pining after each other, but neither of you knew how to tell one another. So, it seems as though you would have to make the first move.

But how are you going to do that?

It would probably be best just straight up to tell him, but you weren’t sure if you could look him in the face and tell him how you felt. Sometimes, actions spoke better than words. You toss your options around as you clean the kitchen, scrubbing at the plates left in the sink. At about that same time, Choso walked out of his bedroom, heading into the kitchen in a towel, his eyes watching you clean like a hawk. "Hey, honey."

"Hello Cho-o-ooh!" You blushed, looking him over, taking in the stray droplets of water running down his chest. He looked so hot! The water emphasized the definitions of his toned abs, making your mouth dry, suddenly thirsty for him. Miraculously, though, you shook your head, turning away from him. "Ehem, are you feeling better?"

He nodded, running a hand through his damp hair. "Yeah, a lot better.” He pursed his lips together as he watched you drain the sink before wiping down the counters. “Thank you for watching Yuuji and cleaning up for me—it means a lot.”

“I figured since I was here, and Yuuji could entertain himself, I might as well help out a little more. I like making it a bit easier for you.”

“You are a breath of fresh air.” He hummed, propping his head up on his elbow. “Seriously, you just lifted ten tons off my shoulders. I’m so glad your mom told you I needed help.”

“I’m glad she told me too.” You whispered as you wrung on the rag before folding it over the edge.

“Seeing you here at the house, taking care of Yuuji, making dinner, made me wish you could be his permanent babysitter until you return to college in the fall.”

You stepped around the counter, leaning against it before your childhood friend. “Are you offering me the position? Because I can assure you I am CPR certified and have tons of experience babysitting from my high school years.” Choso grinned, exhaling contently through his nose.

"Consider it, then. You're extremely qualified, and you’re good with him."

A compliment was his subtle way of asking you to be the full-time babysitter. Your tummy was all fuzzy as you gave him your best sultry laugh. A laugh that had Choso’s cock twitching to life underneath his towel

"Oh yeah?" You bit your lip. "Are you sure it's not just because you want me around—?" Your eyes glittered as you smugly grinned.

He flushed, eyes going wide as he turned to look at you. "No! I—I mean, only if you want to! There is no pressure at all!" He corrected himself, looking away as he rubbed at his neck.

“Well, what if I were to say I wanted the position?”

“T-Then you could have it.”

You crossed your arms over your chest, pushing your breasts together. “AlrightI—.” before you could answer, you couldn’t help but notice your childhood friend's eyes glancing towards your cleavage. “Oh my god—are you staring at my tits?” There was no disgust or anger in your voice as she questioned him. Instead, nothing but the light and excitement laced your tone, which went completely unnoticed by Choso.

He choked on his saliva, coughing as he looked away, trying to hide his blush. "N-No!I'm not some pervert!'

"Whoa, Cho, it’s okay! I was teasing you." You said, changing your laid-back demeanor. "I know you're not a perv." You returned to drying the washed dishes with a wink and a smile.

God, the things you did to him drove him absolutely insane. Choso couldn't deny that he was looking at your pretty breasts. His mind conjured up different ideas on how he worshiped them. Those delusional thoughts had him moving a hand to cover his mouth as he glanced out at the sink, flushing deeply. The embarrassment left him feeling numb to the temperature, your laughter, and the sensation of touch. Because he was so entranced, he never noticed his towel starting to fall, but it never lost, all thanks to his hard cock holding it up.

“Cho, really you’re—” your eyes peered away from the cup in your hand. The sight of his seemingly levitating towel caused the plastic cup to fall out of your hands, clattering in the sink. "I-I fuck~ you have a huge cock.”

His eyes widened as he looked down. "O-Oh fucking hell!" He grabbed the towel, trying to hide his erection from you, but it was too late. You’d already seen a peek, and you wanted to see more.

You walk over without a care in the world, your tits jiggling. "Choso~ do you need help with that?" you eye him closely, teasingly brushing your fingers over his shaft through the towel.

“H-Honey—I uhm—”

“Do you want me to stop?”

Choso sighed, shaking his head. “I-I uhm—no, I don't.” He groaned, shaking his head.

Without another word, you gently cupped his face in your hands, kissing him deeply. Choso’s eyes went wide for a split second, the shock causing him to release his grip on the towel as his brain tried to process what was happening. All of his dreams and fantasies for years were coming true. Your lips were on his, and he didn’t think he could longer hold himself back. So, instead of holding back those carnal desires, he let them take over instead. His fingers fisted into your hair as he kissed you back with the same enthusiasm as you had.

Lips moved in sync with each other, As he pressed you up against the counter, his hard cock throbbing against you. Your head was spinning in the best way as you dug your fingers into his damp hair, tugging at it gently as you let yourself lose all your control. You both weren’t kids anymore, and you weren’t jailbait, which meant you could finally go after what you wanted without any repercussions, and the way your childhood friend was kissing you, you knew he felt the same way.

Choso nipped at your bottom lip as he pulled back just an inch, allowing you to look at the black tattoo across the bridge of his nose. He was breathing; his cheeks flushed a pretty pink. His dark eyes roamed across your face, taking in your beauty.

“Oh my god, this is finally happening.” He snarled out before his lips were on yours again. “Oh my god, I can’t believe this is finally fucking happening.”

“Is that why you came out of nothing but your towel?” you questioned as he grabbed your hair, forcing your neck to the sides slightly, allowing his lips to trail down your sensitive, sweet skin. “Ah~ fuck~ t-trying to seduce the babysitter?”

“Ha, more like I’m finally making my move.”

You blinked, trying to focus on what he said, but his lips running over your skin was distracting. “W-Wait~ nnngh fuck did you seriously do that on purpose?!” His hands found a sweet spot on your hips, and you could feel him grinning against your neck.

“No, not really, it’s just a happy accident.”

"Ooh." You mumbled, reaching down, stroking his insanely hard cock. "I suppose I better help you with this accident then." You whispered, standing on your tiptoes and nipping at his earlobe. “I told you I'm happy to help with the house, but I'm also happy to help in ‘other’ ways too.”

Choso groaned, his hands gripping the counter next to him. "F-Fuck, honey—" He moaned as your hand twisted expertly up and down his cock. Watching you do something he’s fantasized about while jerking off for years felt like a fever dream. "Oh fuck-!”

You smirked at the feeling of his cock throbbing in your hand, making you move your hand.

"Does that feel good?" Choso hissed head, falling forward as he nodded.

"Y-Yeah, fuck, it feels s-soo good. God fuck, you’resfucking pretty." He panted softly, trying to prevent himself from cumming too soon. It'd been a long time since he touched himself; he had been so busy.

“Good,” Your thumb ran teasingly over the slit dribbling more pre-cum. “You deserve to have some fun~ for caring for your family, working so hard.” Your hand increased in speed, desperate to help him cum.

Choso gasped, one of his hands gripping the countertop of the kitchen island, as the other hand grabbed the back of your neck, bringing your for head to rest on his as his orgasm crashed into him, his cum spurting out in thick ropes over you are hand. "FUCK!" He cried out, jerking his hips forward with whines and grunts.

“Oooh fuck,” you moaned; his cum was so thick and warm, you wished he had come in your mouth or—somewhere more intimate. "There you go~ feel a bit better now, Cho?" you asked, bringing your hand to your mouth, licking the thick, bittersweet release off your hand.

“God fuck.” Choso panted softly, looking down at you as he took his bottom lip between his teeth. "F-Fuck, yes, thank you—b-but I think we have a problem now.”

“And what might that be?”

“I can't control myself around you.”

Hearing that had your panties soaking wet. You found yourself biting your lip, rubbing your hands slowly down his bare chest. You could see the way his eyes rolled back into his head, how he shuddered and groaned as his cock slowly twitched back to life. Giving you more confidence to press against him with a soft, needy sigh. Choso groaned, eyes rolling back as you kissed slowly up his chest.

“So now might not be the best time to tell you I'm soaking wet right now?”

Choso groaned, nodding quickly. "Y-Yeah, maybe you should stop. If you don't... If you don't, I won't be able to stop myself."

You pouted and sighed. "If that's what you want, I'll stop." You headed to the sink to wash your hands. "You just look so stressed out and in need of a good fucking. Oh well, guess I'm lucky you're such a good guy, Choso~ wanting to contr—”

As soon as you said 'a good fucking,' all hell broke loose. Choso grabbed you by your wrist, dragging you down the hall. He didn't allow you to think before you were pulled into a bedroom, and the door slammed behind you. Choso pushed you back and pinned you down onto his bed. "Fucking tease." He growled.

The sudden change of scenery and the drop of his voice had your thighs squeezing together. All you managed to do was gasp loudly, looking up at him in awe. "I-I—holy fuck Cho."

He leaned down, biting and kissing your neck.

"Is this what you wanted? For me to lose control and fuck you?"

You nodded, whimpering as you squirmed.

"Yes, Cho~ I do~!" You shivered before moaning into your hands.

A hand slid up your body, massaging your breasts with a desperate groan. He was so in love with you. To have you underneath him like he'd fantasized about a hundred times before was unbelievable. Choso wanted, no, he needed you so insanely bad. Nothing would stop him from making you feel good and showing you how much he cared.

“Tell me what you want, honey."

“Y-You Cho! I want you! I've always wanted you!”

He nodded with a smirk, his hand gliding down to slip under your panties, his fingers brushing against your pussy. "Fuck, so wet~" This, indeed, was better than any of the daydreams he'd had about you when you had come home from college.

You were a mess, gasping pit loud, hands gripping the sheets underneath you. His fingers felt so much better than you had imagined them feeling. Being with him like this would make every solo session you had from this moment on lackluster. Thank god he was only a few streets away from you.

Because looking down at his hand working at you would not be enough to get you off in the future. You needed him, to feel him on you, touching you, feeling the heat of his body on you. "Fuck, your fingers feel so good-!" You mewled out, your hips bucking up against his hand.

Choso pulled his fingers up slightly to gently toying with your swollen clit. "Yeah? Is that true?" He chuckled softly, trying and failing to hide the desperation in his voice.

"Y-Yeah~ god, they're calloused, and it feels fucking good!” Your eyes bore into his with pure lust. "Will you please have sex with me? I bet you know how to fuck well, Cho."

Your childhood friend stiffens at your request. The shock faded into a need as he growled softly, sliding two fingers into your tight wet pussy to start stretching you out. "I have a bit of experience, yeah." His lips met yours in a searing kiss. “I’d be happy to show you how experienced I am.”

“Fuuck!” You inhaled sharply, looking up at him.

"Fuck yes, I want it so bad~" You moaned out, your walls clenching around his fingers.

Choso growled in response, curling them up and slowly pumping them into your wet walls. "Such a good girl— fuck honey.” While you arched and squirmed underneath him, Chosk leaned over, nipping at your sensitive neck as he slid a third finger in, thrusting them into you with a low hum of approval.

You could hardly take it anymore. You threw your head back. His fingers brushed over a sensitive, spongy spot deep inside of you that you could hardly reach. But the instant his fingers pressed down on that mythical spot, you saw stars.

"I-I'm c-cumming!" You screamed out loud, causing Choso to finger you faster until your slick coated his fingers, making his cock throb hard.

Seeing you come undone like that left Choso smirking as he continued working his fingers in and out of you, helping her ride out your orgasm. His gentle touches and soothing kisses had you eager for more. Your fingers dug into his biceps, trying to drag him close to your face and attempt that Choso found himself helping you with and allowing his body to follow your needy touch until his lips were on yours.

"Fuck me, god, please fuck me." You whispered against his kiss-swollen lips.

At this point, your walls relaxed enough to allow Choso to slide his fingers from you, moving them up to his lips and cleaning them off with his mouth. “You want me?” he grabbed a condom from his bedside table. "You think you're ready?"

"Oh god, yes, please fuck. I'm so ready. I've been ready for so long. God, I need you, Cho; I need you so bad, please.” You pleaded out, looking down at his thick long cock that throbbed at the sound of your voice.

That begging left Choso a groaning mess as he nodded, sliding the condom over his length before pushing the head of his cock against your entrance. "F-Fuck, you're so tight, honey." Choso moaned softly before he slid his cock into you, grabbing your legs and placing them over his shoulders. "Tell me to stop, and I will, okay, sweetie?”

“I will.” You whispered, only to have your words cut off by a gasp as Choso pushed further inside of you. "I—fuck!”

Hearing your oft cries only pushed Choso to press himself further inside of you. He made sure to pay attention to your body, breathing, and facial reactions the entire time. He wanted you to feel as good as he did but didn't want to hurt you. Luckily for him, you were so wet; everything went as smoothly as any couple could hope for their first time. And this was one neither of you would forget.

"Are you okay, honey?" Choso asked tentatively as he pressed his hips to flush against yours. You nodded in agreement, trialing hot, open-mouth kisses down his neck, encouraging him to keep going as you rocked against him. Feeling you get into it made Choso feel drunk off of you and your pussy. He felt like he was desperately restraining himself from fucking you fast and hard, just the way he liked it. "Honey, fuck—you're making it hard to hold back."

"Then, fuck me the way you like it, Cho." You whispered as you stared into his eyes. "I want you, no matter if it's hard or slow. Being with you like this is more than I could have ever asked for.”

He growled softly, leaning in and biting down on your shoulder as he started to rail his cock into you. Losing the last remains of self-control he had. The sudden change of pace and speed left you screaming and whining as you dug your nails into his back.

"Cho!" You cried out, thrashing your head side to side against the pillows beneath you. Seeing you in such a state had Choso's eyes rolling back as he desperately fucked into you like a wild animal, growling into your shoulder. You whimpered and moaned louder, feeling your legs starting to tremble at the feeling of another orgasm approaching. "C—Cho!" Your own eyes rolled back into your head. "F-Fuck, I'm gonna cum if you keep fucking me this hard!"

Choso finally released his grip on your shoulder, kissing and biting at your neck between moans. "G-Good g-girl, fuck! I-I want you to c-cum on my cock, fucking milk me, honey--!"

You were going to cum, and you were going to cum hard. Not wanting to wake up his brother, you decided to follow his lead. You bit into Choso’s shoulder as hard as you could to silence your voice as she came hard around him. Getting fucked like this by your long-time crush was everything you dreamed of. And Choso felt the same as his eyes shot wide as you bit him, his teeth clenching as he groaned loudly as his cock twitched inside you, unloading his cum into you faster than he thought.

You both remained still like that, teeth and fingers digging into each other as your body shook with the aftershocks of your orgasms. You were the first to release him, panting as you pulled your teeth out of his, opting to wrap your arms around him instead. A gesture Choso was grateful for as he panted against your shimmering skin. You were pulling back to look down at you with blazing, dark eyes.

“Oh fuck." You giggled, tracing your nails down his back.

"God fuck, yeah, that was unexpected."

"It was Unexpected, but it felt so good." You whispered against his lips with a wide, warm smile.

Seeing such a warm smile made Choso melt against you as he realized he was falling harder for you. "Y-Yeah. " He let out a breathless laugh, disgrading the used condom in the trashcan before he laid back down, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. "Yeah, it did."

You relaxed against the bed, holding him close against you. "You know, I could get used to this. Hanging out at your place, making dinner, waiting for you to come home. It was nice." Your nails gently scratched at his scalp with a hum

“Only if you promise to let me take you on a real date. One that doesn't involve cartoons and crayons.” You giggled as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You know, to an actual restaurant, then we can come back and have incredible sex like this over and over again."

"Mhmm, I hope you can match my sex drive.”

Choso couldn't stop the growl that rose in his lower chest as he tightened his grip around you. "Oh, honey, that's what's good about older men like me. We have the stamina and the experience."

You giggled as Choso yanked you onto his chest, holding you tight against him. “You're only older by four years, Cho.” His hand gently rubbed up and down your arm, as he sighed contently. As you nuzzled your head into his chest, Choso couldn't help but look up at his ceiling fan. “But that difference seemed to work out in our favor.” Pulling your head back, you rested your chin on his chest, finding His dark eyes focused solely on you; it was a look that melted your heart.

“Yeah, I guess it did, didn't it?” you agreed, resting your chin against his chest.

“Yeah, but it was well worth the wait,” Choso whispered, leaning down and kissing you softly.

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fake dating

“I know our relationship is fake, but the feelings I have for you are so real.”

as heeseung walked through the halls at school, he heard two girls talking and their conversation made him stop in his tracks. “stop lying! I know you don’t have a boyfriend” one girl said to the other. and she was right, that girl didn’t actually have a boyfriend. she was a loner and heeseung knew this, so why did he step in and pretend to be her boyfriend? well, his friends have been pushing him to get a girlfriend so maybe this girl can help him out. the two made a deal to help each other out by pretending to be a couple and they even made some ground rules. but what’ll happen when the two start to fall for each other and break their set of rules? will someone figure out about their act? will their relationship remain fake or turn into something real?

park jongseong ⋅˚₊ ‧₊˚ ⋅౨ৎ

arranged marriage

“arranged or not, I still would have chosen you.”

when jay’s parents told him that he was getting married in a week to a random girl, he almost fell off his chair. getting married to a complete stranger? yeah, no thanks. and the random girl wasn’t so thrilled about this either. their parents both own two of the most successful companies, so in theory, them getting married would combine the two companies and increase profit. this marriage was all about money and not about love. but as the two skeptical strangers begin to spend time with each other throughout the week, they realize that they have more in common than they thought. will this marriage actually work out? or will the success of their parents’ businesses ruin their blossoming relationship?

sim jaeyun ⋅˚₊ ‧₊˚ ⋅౨ৎ

soulmates

“I guess we really were meant to be.”

everyone has a soulmate and is attached to their person by an invisible red string. only a few people are able to see these strings and jake happens to be one of them. wherever he goes, his vision is blurred by the bright strings attached to every single person’s pinky finger, including his own. he hated the idea of soulmates, having to see all of the happy couples that weren’t fated together break up over this idea that they aren’t supposed to be together. or maybe he hated it because his own soulmate already had a boyfriend, and she wasn’t going to breakup with him anytime soon. but what’ll happen when jake starts to go after a girl that isn’t his soulmate? will their relationship flourish? or will his real soulmate come into the picture and make jake’s life a confusing mess?

park sunghoon ⋅˚₊ ‧₊˚ ⋅౨ৎ

second chance

“you’ll always be my number one, even if it didn’t work out the first time.”

sunghoon had a girlfriend for all of senior year of high school. he really thought that she was the one until they went off to college. since they both went to different colleges, they decided to break up instead of having a long distance relationship. the breakup left sunghoon heart broken. he swore to himself that he wouldn’t get caught up in a serious relationship again any time soon. so, he spent his years at college being single and focusing on his studies. after he graduated, he landed a job working in a big business in his home town. his first day on the job, he walked into his office to find his ex girlfriend as his colleague. will the two be able to rekindle their relationship? or will they be torn apart once again?

kim seonwoo ⋅˚₊ ‧₊˚ ⋅౨ৎ

childhood best friends to lovers

“you’ve been there for me since day one.”

sunoo has been best friends with this girl ever since he was born. their parents were best friends, so they were best friends too. growing up they spent every second together. they were attached by the hip and basically inseparable. now in their senior year of high school, the two are still as close as ever, hanging out together at every possible moment. over the past few years, sunoo has grown a crush on his best friend but he has never told her. he can’t tell if she feels the same way and he doesn’t want to put their friendship in jeopardy. but because the end of the year is nearing, sunoo has built up the courage to confess to her before they part for college. however, every time he tries to confess his feelings, something always gets in the way. will his confession ruin their 18 years of friendship? or will sunoo ever be able to confess to her before they both leave for college?

yang jungwon ⋅˚₊ ‧₊˚ ⋅౨ৎ

boy next door / neighbors to lovers

“this whole time, my one true love lived right across the street.”

jungwon had just moved out of his old apartment and into a new house with his grandma. new house, new school, new beginnings. he had quickly become friends with everybody in the neighborhood, except for the person who lives across the street from him. sure he’s met the parents, but he’s never seen their daughter. in other news, he’s taken up a new hobby after school: tutoring. after the first week of school, he started to tutor a girl in his math class. after a few of their tutoring sessions, they became pretty close friends and as the weeks go on, jungwon finds himself falling for her more and more. but what’ll happen when jungwon finds out that his crush is the girl living next door? will this change the dynamic of their relationship? or will someone else come in between them?

nishimura riki ⋅˚₊ ‧₊˚ ⋅౨ৎ

enemies to lovers

“I never thought I would fall for an idiot like you.”

ni-ki is the captain of the boys dance team at his high school—oh and the captain of the girls dance team? she’s his sworn enemy. the two are always bickering and being mean to each other, whether it be during dance practices or the few classes they shared together in school. everyone knew of their hatred for each other, but no one knew what caused it. one day, the school announced that there would be a big performance at the school for the two dance teams. there would be many group numbers, trios, and solos that the two teams had to perform, including a duet between the best dancer from the boys team and the best dancer from the girls team, which just so happens to be the two captains. though both are opposed of doing a duet together, the dance teams persuaded them to try to work together just this once. how are the two enemies supposed to practice a dance together for weeks on end? will they be able to pull off this duet if they can’t stand each other? or will their hatred turn into love?

author’s note : 1. this has been rotting in my drafts for awhile 2. ik these r super cliche BUT THATS WHY I LOVE IT 3. obviously this is my opinion but I would love to hear ur opinions on what tropes u think enha r 4. I really wanna make a fic out of jake’s (or any of the members) but I have to finish rage quit first 5. if u decide to write any fics on these ideas PLEASE DO and tag me bc I would love to read them

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requested? no.

summary: after a few years of not talking to your childhood best friends, you rekindle your relationships. only one of the relationships comes stronger than the others, and not in a friend way.

pairings: chris sturniolo x fem bsf! reader, nick sturniolo x fem bsf!reader, matt sturniolo x fem bsf!reader, matt sturniolo x fem!reader

requests are open.

warnings: like one kiss and that’s all i think🧍‍♀️

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rekindled relationships

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growing up, you were always close with the triplets, given the fact that you were only a few months younger and you were neighbors. you guys spent a lot of time together and went many places, your parents soon growing close too.

you and nick got along easily, and so did you and chris. matt was quiet and reserved, but he came around after a while. eventually, you developed a small crush on the middle triplet. you never took action on this feeling, given the fact that matt has acted less than interested in you in any other way but as a friend.

as time went on and they began posting on the internet, they gained more popularity, which was great for them but bad for you. they began to talk to you less and less, until you were just a person of the past to them. they felt bad, but they had their whole career in front of them and they needed to focus on it.

so that’s how you found yourself with your finger hovering over the send button. after nearly two years of not talking to them, you began to realize how much you missed them. how much you missed your relationships. how much you missed matt. if you were being honest, your feelings for him never went away, no matter how much you tried.

you hesitated for a few seconds longer before deciding that it was now or never and hit the send button. you quickly shut your phone off and placed it face down on the counter. you put your head in your hands and squeezed your eyes shut tightly, sighing nervously.

the simple message you had typed out and sent to nick had said, “heyy nick! i’ve been thinking about you guys a lot recently and was hoping that maybe when you’re back in boston we can meet up sometime. it’s okay if not of course, i understand you guys are busy.”

it only took a few seconds for your phone to buzz with a new message from him. you quickly fixed your posture and picked up your phone with a shaky hand and turned the screen on. you read over the message with wide eyes, your smile quickly widening too.

nick💜: omg hii, i’ve missed you! yes ofc we can meet up. we’re actually flying to boston in two days. we should totally make a plan to meet up.

y/n!: i was so so worried you wouldn’t respond or you had forgotten about me haha. but how about the day after you guys get here? we can go to the mall or something and shop around like we used to.

nick💜: that sounds perfect. we’re all excited to see you! :)

you simply reacted to the message with a heart and sighed in relief, thankful that the conversation went well.

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three days later, you were pacing around your apartment, waiting for the arrival of your friends. your nerves were at an all time high, adrenaline running through you. you put minimal effort in your outfit, wearing a simple cropped white tee that slightly fell down your shoulders and jean shorts paired with your converses. you left your hair down in slight waves and did some simple makeup only having put on mascara, blush, and a little bit of highlighter.

a loud knock at your door stopped your thoughts short. you hastily walked over to it and lifted your shaky hand to unlock it and open it. the door swung open and you were met with the faces of your childhood friends.

smiles made their way onto all of your faces and nick lunged forward to envelope you in a tight hug which you gladly accepted. “y/n, you look so good! i missed you!” he said happily. you laughed loudly and pulled back to hug chris. chris smiled and wrapped his arms around you in a similar way that nick had done just seconds before. “hi y/n, how’re you?” he asked. “i’m alright, just very excited you all are here.” you replied. you pulled back and moved towards matt who leaned forward and gave you a soft embrace. he muttered a small “hi” but said nothing more as you pulled back.

“i’ll be back in a second, i just need to grab my purse and then we can go.” you said to them as you made your way back to the door. “okay, be quick.” nick said to you and you nodded. you make quick work of getting what you needed and making your way back out the door.

the four of you started walking towards the elevator, you telling them about your new job and them telling you about how life in LA was. well, chris and nick. matt was mostly quiet the whole time, eyes shifting between you, the floor, and his brothers. when you were out of the elevator you made your way to their car. chris sat in the front and you and nick in the back, matt of course driving. chris let you choose the music and you chose one of your favorite artists.

you all fell into easy conversation, having known each other many years prior. the low hum of the radio filling the silence—if there was any at all.

soon, you arrived at the mall the four of you used to hang out at after school. the first place you went into was bath & body works, which nick was okay with. matt and chris lightly complained about it, and chris even teased you about it. matt shoved him in the shoulder lightly for it, a small smile resting on his face.

matt watched you and nick talk animatedly at each other, and chris looked over at his brother with a knowing smile. “you still like her, don’t you?” he said to him. matt rolled his eyes at him. “don’t be stupid, chris. even if i did, it wouldn’t matter.” he replied. now it was chris’s turn to roll his eyes. “yeah, whatever. you’re oblivious.” he said before you and nick came back clutching their bags of newly purchased items.

the day moved by quickly, and before you knew it, it was nearly over. you had spent all day going from store to store in the mall, grabbing a few useless items and essentials. “do you guys wanna go get some food?” chris asked. everyone was quick to agree. “how about taco bell?” nick suggested. “ohh i’d kill for a burrito right now.” you said. nick chuckled at her statement and chris and matt smiled at you.

you got into the car and drive to the nearest taco bell and ordered your food through the drive through. when you got your food, matt drove you guys back to your apartment. when you were there, you grabbed the bags of food and made your way to the elevator. you lead the way back to your apartment and pulled out your key to unlock the door. you lead them to your kitchen where you told them to put the food down and make themselves at home.

“shit!” chris groaned, his hands moving in his pockets. “what’s wrong?” matt questioned. “i think i left my phone in the car. can i have the keys so i can go get it?” he replied to his brother. “yeah, here.” matt said as he tossed him the keys. “nick will you go with me? i don’t know my way around well.” chris said smirking in matt’s direction, causing his face to heat up. you didn’t notice. nick groaned but agreed to go with him anyways.

they walked out the door leaving matt and you alone. you were digging in the bag for your food when matt spoke up. “ya know.. i’ve missed you. a lot.” he said softly. you looked up from your food you had began to unwrap. “yeah?” you said in the same tone. “yeah.”

he left his spot from across the counter and began to move a little closer.

“there was a lot i didn’t tell you before we moved and stopped talking for a while.” he confessed.

“like what?”

“like how i’ve liked you for years and never told you.”

he didn’t know where he had gained the confidence from, but there was no turning back now.

but he wasn’t complaining because suddenly you moved forward and you were just inches away from each other.

“i’ve liked you for a long time too, i was just scared you didn’t feel the same way.” you said.

he moved even closer so that your noses were touching. you leaned the final bit forward and pressed your lips together in a soft kiss. he froze for a few seconds before leaning into you. butterflies swarmed in your stomach as you wrapped your arms around his neck and his wrapped around you waist.

the sound of the door opening and nicks loud laugh made you two fall apart and step away from each other, you almost tripping over your feet. you both went back to your original positions, you on one side of the counter unwrapping your burrito and matt on the other side watching as you do so.

nick and chris entered the room and went straight for their food. nick went to make conversation with you, but stopped short when he saw your reddened face. “hey, are you feeling okay?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows and a slight frown. “yeah, why?” you asked. “your face is red.. like super red.” he replied.

chris looked over at matt with a knowing expression and laugh. “yours is too matt, are both of you sick all of a sudden?” he asked teasingly. nicks eyes widened and a smile grew on his face. your face reddened even more if possible. it was gonna be a long night.

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i think this is the longest thing i’ve written. i rushed the end because i had no ideas btw if you couldn’t tell 😀 but it would be kinda fun to make a part two to this. send requests thoughhhh!

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Alright, I’ve got an idea for you:

Childhood/high school friends Dreamling. They’re best friends/crushes and decide to be each other’s first sexual partner as well. Except you know, they’re inexperienced teenagers. It sucks. So now it’s awkward and they kinda drift apart after high school, as people do.

Fast forward a decade or two and they run into each other and rekindle their friendship. And their mutual crushes that never really went away. Seems like it would be a decent time to try again, right?

Except Dream never made the connection between their mutual inexperience and how bad the sex was. So he’s running under the impression that Hob just isn’t great in bed. Which is a shame because he’s really grown into himself and Dream would love to climb him like a tree. But he really, REALLY doesn’t want a repeat experience and/or have to tell Hob he sucks. Who needs communication, right?

Hob meanwhile is very well aware that he’s a much better partner these days. Except he’s somehow gotten the impression that Dream isn’t interested in sex. Might be asexual? So now he’s worried Dream might’ve forced himself into doing something he’s not comfortable with back in high school. And he’s DEFINITELY not going to pressure Dream into anything.

So now they’re just sort of orbiting each other, not really sure if they’re dating or just best friends or what because neither of them will actually talk to the other.

I think it comes to a head when Dream somehow indicates he actually does like sex/experience attraction. And Hob’s just like, oh. So it’s not everyone it’s just me 🥺

Obviously this ends with Hob getting to show off just how much he’s improved 😉

YELLING. This is so funny. I love it.

Dream sleeping with Hob once when they're both like, 17, and deciding there and then that Hob is a Terrible Fuck is very funny, and very Dream. And he doesn't really have any sex after that, so he doesn't have anything to compare it against. He just knows that it was awkward and a bit terrible.

Meanwhile Hob has been out there fucking his heart out and improving his technique. When they reconnect he's desperate to show Dream how different he is (and how he can actually put a condom on without coming too soon, whoop!). He figures that maybe Dream will come to him when he's ready, and they keep dating happily.

But Dream never initiates anything. He talks about the kind of porn he likes, and Hob knows that he wanks sometimes. He even mentions people that he finds fuckable. Hob is half convinced that Dream might be ace, and half convinced that Dream just... doesn't want to have sex with him.

Hob’s not the kind of person to let that fester in his heart, though. He explains that he won't be mad if Dream doesn't want to have sex, it's totally cool etcetera. He just feels like maybe Dream specifically isn't into him? And that's not... ideal.

Dream in turn explains that he's just not keen to repeat their first sexual encounter - the embarrassment might kill him this time. He doesn't get why Hob starts laughing and doesn't seem able to stop.

Hob eventually wheezes that he's not 17 anymore. He's not gonna do anything that Dream doesn't like, but he'd be honoured to show that he's picked up a few skills in the last decade or so.

Poor Dream actually ends up even more embarrassed than ever because Hob is, in fact, Very Good at sex. They could have been doing it this whole time! Hob is still laughing as he goes down on Dream for the first time, but the vibrations of his mouth do feel very good against Dream’s hole so... that's ok. Better than ok, even <3

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linger on your pale blue eyes: Nico di Angelo and Will Solace haven't spoken in years. The once best friends are only distant strangers after Will moved to Texas as a kid. Now, years later, Will has returned to work at the same amusement park as Nico.

Will they rekindle their friendship... or maybe something more? (solangelo, multi-chap)

because i liked a boy: James Potter is a well-known celebrity riding the high of his acting career. After breaking up with his longtime girlfriend and past co-star, Lily Evans, he enters a relationship with Regulus Black.

Chaos ensues. (jegulus, multi-chap)

sing your heart out: In a last-ditch effort to escape his parent's control before settling down at their finance firm, Regulus takes a leap of faith and auditions for The Voice, which will be coached by the four members of the Marauders. (jegulus, marylily, rosekiller, multi-chap)

boys don't cry: It all starts with a girl who doesn't know her name, a childhood board game, and the disappearance of Regulus Black.

or, the marauders if they existed in Stranger Things (jegulus, wolfstar, nobleflower + others, multi-chap)

every summer after (on hiatus): Regulus Black has never had friends, all except for his childhood best friend that moved away years ago. What will happen when said best friend turns back up as his roommate at summer camp?

or, a Bartylus childhood friends to lovers story told through each summer at camp and the letter correspondence between reg and barty during the rest of the year. (bartylus multi-chap)

stereotypical (on hiatus): Remus is a basketball player, Sirius is in Marching Band. Alternately, James is a basketball player, Regulus is a theater nerd. Chaos ensues. (jegulus, wolfstar, multi-chap)

Finished Fics:

and i'll never go home again (place the call, feel it start): Camp Half Blood holds a volleyball tournament every summer. This the first time Nico di Angelo has ever had a chance to participate, and on Will Solace's team nonetheless. (solangelo, multi-chap)

close proximity: Marauders x Holiday Season x Office Romance. Fluff. Mutual pining. Falling in love. Happy endings only. Enjoy. (jegulus, wolfstar + others, multi-chap) written with @prongsisthesun

anything can happen: after getting out of tumultuous relationships, both regulus and remus are desperate for a break. deciding to go on a vacation and switch homes for christmas, both of them find out the true meaning of love and what it takes to keep it.

or, a marauders AU set in "The Holiday" (jegulus, wolfstar, multi-chap)

second chances: when Regulus is hit with a rogue spell that sends him back to a 6-year-old, Sirius is forced to face their adversities and grow past their animosity. (jegulus multi-chap)

touch starved: Regulus can't sleep; James can't sleep. They fix this by cuddling. (jegulus one shot)

it's worse to be nothing with you: After his ex left him with no warning, Regulus has to find some semblance of normal. That is, until his ex returns 8 months later on his doorstep. (bartylus one shot)

harry vs. the homo sapiens agenda: Harry Potter has a lovely life: loving family, amazing friends. But he has a secret. No one knows that he's gay. Well, no one but his anonymous pen pal "Dragon". What will happen when his emails are found by the wrong person? (drarry multi-chap)

a real cowboy: Harry dresses up as a cowboy for a Halloween party at the Gryffindor frat house. Draco finds him. (drarry one shot)

i feel more free than i have in years: Narcissa Black has been brought up to be the perfect ballerina, but her long-time crush on Alice Fortescue seems to always take precedent over everything. (nobleflower one shot)

to me, you are perfect: What if the Marauders existed in Love, Actually? (jegulus, wolfstar, dorlene + others multi-chap)

sweeter than revenge: In the aftermath of The Prank, Remus finds himself desperate to get revenge on Sirius. And what better way than fake dating his brother and two best friends? (jegulus, wolfstar multi-chap)

sometimes it's easier to be invisible: Regulus Black hates James Potter. He's loud, egotistic, and replaced Regulus at a time he needed Sirius the most. But when Regulus gets kicked out of his home and forced to live with him, will their spark grow or die? (jegulus-centric, multi-chap)

Blinding Lights Universe:

blinding lights: Regulus is the highest-paid actor of his generation, and when his brother's band agrees to write a song for his film, the brothers are forced to speak to each other again after seven years. (jegulus, marylily, rosekiller, multi-chap)

lifeline: Years before they ever dated, James sent Regulus post cards in hopes of getting a reply. He finally does. (jegulus one shot)

keep his name out of your mouth: What happens when someone publicly drags Regulus's husband on live tv? They get socked in the face. (jegulus one shot)

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Heart Beat, Beat, Beating ~ *Epel Felmier*

Summary: Epel has a crush on a fellow student at NRC. Well, it's more like a massive crush. And all the first years are enjoying teasing him to no end...

Pairing: Epel Felmier X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 769

Warning: N/A

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All Epel could hear in his ears was the beat, beat, beating of his heart.

He had been hearing it all day, a steady but rapid thundering inside of his chest. And the reason for the hammering of his poor, aching heart was none other than the new student at Night Raven College.

What shocked him the most was he used to know them before they came to the school. They used to be his neighbor and childhood friend in Harveston, before they moved to some other country. He tried to stay in contact with them, but the two of them drifted apart in middle school and never really saw each other again. Being apart for so long did not help his burgeoning crush on them back then. 

But now, seeing them again like this, it just rekindled the flame from the past. He wasn’t sure he could handle it, especially considering he could hardly handle it back then.

Unfortunately, his strange behavior around them did not go unnoticed.

“Epel, you’ve been pretty distracted lately.” Jack mused as the group of freshmen who became friends walked to the courtyard of the college. “Why is that?”

“What? Distracted? I haven’t been distracted! Not at all! I promise! I’ve just been tired! I mean not like tired-tired, exhausted or anything. Just kind of mentally tired. And not because the workload has increased or gotten harder, although Professor Crewel seems to have been keeping us busy lately… But it has nothing to do with that! I promise I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve been perfectly fine.”

“Hmmm.”

He could tell by his friend's expressionless face that he was acting totally out of the ordinary and was talking too much. He sighed. “Is it that obvious?”

Before Jack could answer, a voice behind them shouted, “YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT IT’S OBVIOUS!”

Epel groaned. "Hello Ace."

The man in question wrapped his arms around his shoulder and smiled mischievously at him. "You've been completely out of sorts as of late, which is so unlike you. Either you talk too much or you don't open your mouth at all. You're always distracted and you've been displaying some nervous ticks. So... what's got you all flustered?"

"I-It's nothing, I promise." Epel tried to assure him, his stutter and slip of his hometown accent making him sound about as sure as he felt.

“Don't tell me it's the lovely new student who has joined Night Raven College, is it?”

Epel short-circuited and began to stutter once again, his drawl even more prominent. “I, uh, um, you, uh, what?”

Ace let out a loud bark of laughter. “I knew it was them! Now both Deuce AND Sebek owe me one hundred thaumarks!”

"Why am I not surprised you put a bet on this." He muttered under his breath.

"Not the point." Ace quickly changed the subject as he leaned heavily on him. "You should just go talk to them! I think the two of you would be so cute together!"

"You don't know if they like him back." Jack spoke up, popping Ace's positivity bubble.

But he would not be deterred. "Oh c'mon! What's not to like about our lovely Epel? He's got everything! He's kind and thoughtful and he's on his way to becoming a great mage from the prestigious Night Raven College! Everyone likes magic! Well, except for that Rollo dude, but he's just weird."

"Right, because you have so many lovers because you're becoming a mage." Jack rolled his eyes.

"I do too!"

"Crazy stalkers don't count."

"That's beside the point!"

Jack shook his head before turning back to Epel. "Not to agree with Ace or anything, but you should at least talk to them. You seem to stare at them a lot whenever you're in the same room as them and they're not looking. If it makes you feel any better, I've seen them looking at you the same way when you're not paying attention. Perhaps they do like you back. You'll never know if you don't ask. And even if a romantic relationship doesn't work out, surely the two of you can still be friends?"

"Well..." He trailed off, considering both of his friends' words of encouragement.

They did have a point. Maybe if he didn't ask them out, he could still try to be friends with them again. He was very close with you when he was a child. Perhaps the two of them could be close like that once more.

Of course, in order to do that, he would just have to ignore the frantic beating of his heart.

[yandere-writer-momo]

So I'm a sucker for childhood friends that get separated when young and reunite as adults and fall in love. How would the boys be to a reader like that?

I love a good childhood friends to lovers 🥰 Especially with the sorts of things I write because my parents didn’t hold me enough as a child and that’s why I am mentally ill 🌚 But I am a Yandere account so it’s going to be sick love

AND DO YOU KNOW WHO I REALLY THINK FITS THIS TROPE?! KATSUMI AND HIS BROTHER MUMON

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Childhood friends reunited!

Katsumi Orochi and Mumon Katsuragi edition

Katsumi Orochi vs Mumo Katsuragi

You were once their childhood friend. Someone they’d always play games with. Their favorite being you as the princess, Mumon as the dragon, and Katsumi as the knight. Their childhood was full of imagination and promises of marrying you (mostly Katsumi promising). Katsumi hated that you seemed to like his brother more while his brother didn’t seem interested in you

When Mumon left the circus, Katsumi was the one who hogged all of your time. He made sure you didn’t cry much over the loss of your friend (and his brother). Katsumi dedicated himself to filling the hole in your tiny heart

When Katsumi was adopted, he was able to convince his adoptive parents to take you in as well. Katsumi never wanted to be apart from you and his new parents were able to find a family nearby to adopt you. Katsumi was so thrilled that you two didn’t have to be apart. He could protect you forever then!

As you two got older, Katsumi’s feelings only intensified. Meanwhile, you cared for Katsumi as a sibling. Katsumi chased every suitor away from you before you even noticed. He wasn’t going to let anyone swoop in and steal you away. You promised Katsumi you’d marry him one day and he didn’t want you to ever forget that promise

It was the one time he wasn’t around that you ran into Mumon again. His red hair and beautiful face were his trademark. The older Mumon approaching you with a smile as he pulled you into his arms. This is the first time he had ever been the one to initiate affection with you. It rekindled your childhood crush on him

You secretly began meeting with Mumon behind Katsumi’s back. Mumon sharing all of his stories with you and how he’s on a path to avenge his mentor. You just smile and listen. It’s nice to see that Mumon was healthy and safe. Your crush dies down and you see Mumon as a friend but Mumon now sees you in a romantic way, he misses the way you used to cling to him when you were children

You begin to notice Katsumi and his efforts. You ask him out on a date. Katsumi is over the moon that when the two of you finally get to go on a date. He’s been wanting to do this for years but he’s always been too scared to ask you in fear of you not returning an ounce of his feelings

When you meet with Mumon again, you excitedly tell him how you and Katsumi are dating. Mumon smiles politely and excuses himself. He absolutely loses it once he’s far away from you. He’s so angry with himself for not coming to see you sooner. But Mumon isn’t easily going to give up on you. He decides to up the charm

You’re a bit weirded out when Mumon starts bringing you flowers for you friendly meetups and how he brazenly asks you out. You reject him. You’re with Katsumi now

Mumon decides to fight Katsumi. Katsumi is surprised to see Mumon enter the dojo. And even more surprised that Mumon wants to fight him for your hand. But Katsumi takes him up on it. It’s Katsumi’s turn to have your endless adoration. Mumon had his chance and he abandoned you

It’s up to you to decide which of them is worthy of being your partner

[virgo-mess]

Good Cop, Bad Cop

I forgot to mention this is a request from @karatekels!

And there will be three parts to this! Next chapter is dubcon and should be up hopefully tomorrow evening or possibly early morning depending on how quick I can crank it out for you. This part is on the longer side, but I felt like reader and Cash needed a little more development.

Enjoy!

TW: Abduction, Vague mentions of abuse, mentions of unhealthy attachment styles, depression, bleeding, pressure points, police corruption, tiny bit of fluff in some areas but it's slightly manipulative so....... 😂 I think maybe Cash actually does mean it, but I honestly can't decide what do you guys think?

Chapter 2: Romantic Cop?

Reader’s Pov

            You take a deep breath as you stare up at the ceiling in your childhood bedroom. Debating on whether you wanted to get up today or not; you knew you had to eventually Daisy wanted you to go to her last fitting with her and try on the two maid of honor dress options she had picked out for you. You found that without having to go to work getting out of bed was hard for you now. You guess the post break up blues are finally catching up to you; the emotional numbness you had felt for so long was finally starting to disappear. You knew you’d be sad, but you hadn’t expected to feel so lonely.

            “Y/N” comes your mother’s voice form outside your closed bedroom door. You let out a soft sigh knowing that she’s coming to have one of her signature heart to heart discussions. You knew one was coming, your boss had told her about your panic attack in the office last week. You were surprised she hadn’t tried to force one on you the day you had got there.

            “You can come in” you replied softly as you moved yourself into a sitting position. Your mom opened the door slowly and walked over to your bed with a tray in her hands. She gave you a loving smile and a kiss on the head before setting it on your lap. It was filled with all your favorite foods and a fresh cup of tea. “Thanks mom” you said picking up a cinnamon roll and taking a bite.

            “You’re welcome pumpkin. We should really talk, you know. I know you don’t like to, and I think that’s my fault.” She admitted, your eyes snapped towards her in surprise. You furrow your brows taking a quick sip of tea before responding.

            “Why would you think that? It’s not your fault Jack cheated and left me for her…” you trail off trying not to think about it too hard because thinking about it still hurt even after two years. Your mom sighed placing a reassuring hand on top of your leg.

            “I know that’s not my fault, that wasn’t your fault either. I’m talking about the way you’re choosing to handle it being my fault. You already know I’ve talked about you in therapy, and we got to talking about what might cause your avoidance behavior. He said it usually all comes down to attachment styles that develop in early childhood.” She said slowly, you resist the urge to roll your eyes and take another bite of your cinnamon roll to prevent a groan from escaping your lips. You hadn’t planned on having a therapy session this morning and suddenly wished you had forced yourself out of bed to take your morning walk. You were actually supposed to go on it with Cash but left him a text message saying you weren’t feeling well and that you’d see him at the fitting later. You and Cash had been spending the days before the wedding catching up and hanging out. You find it a bit odd Cash has all but glued himself to your side, but you can’t bring yourself to mind because you actually enjoy his company. The last few years in New York were so lonely, most of the friends you had were friends with your ex-boyfriend first so when shit hit the fan not many picked you in the “divorce”. Being with Cash was helping you sort through all your feelings in a weird therapeutic type of way. All your alone time had defiantly rekindled your childhood crush, you were starting to feel butterflies when he smiled at you again. You never had the courage to act on your feelings back then and you weren’t sure you were ready to act on them now, it’s not like he was going to stick around if he knew anyway. You were sure that when the wedding was over, he’d go back to Cleveland and disappear for another twelve years. You weren’t sure if you could handle him abandoning you a second time.

            “And what did he decide my attachment style was?” you ask just to humor her. Your mom gave you a knowing sort of look as she watched you take another sip of tea.

            “He said it sounds like you have a disorganized attachment style. He can’t be sure unless he sees you, have you reconsidered therapy?” she said, you furrow your brows at her again. You didn’t know all that much about attachment styles, but you did know what that one was usually caused by.

            “Mom, you and dad didn’t abuse or neglect me” you said finally, you honestly didn’t remember that much about him anyway but what you did remember wasn’t scary.

            “The abuse doesn’t have to be done to you. I did my best to shield you from it, but your father and I had a very violent relationship and there were defiantly times you were afraid of him. That’s why I got sole custody” she said honestly. You slowly nod your head even though you don’t agree with the assessment.

            “You did great mom. I know you did your best. People cope in different ways, and I know the way I chose to do it wasn’t healthy, but I don’t think it has anything to do with an unhealthy attachment style. What brought you to this conclusion?” you asked, trying to understand what she was getting at.

“Cash Ewing” she said simply, you feel a deep blush creep up on you suddenly remembering you told her you guys had been meeting up for your morning walks.

“Cash Ewing made you think I have a disordered attachment style” you said in disbelief, this time you don’t resist the urge to roll your eyes as you take a sip of tea. Your mom gives you a long knowing sort of look that makes you want to shy away from this conversation.

“Yes, Cash Ewing. You guys were always so smitten with each other, everyone always thought you were going to be high school sweethearts just like Pete and Daisy. You never could tell him how you felt about him back then and you still can’t seem to tell him how you feel about him now. Why did you cancel your walk this morning?” she asked, you let out an exasperated sigh as you finish your breakfast before forcing yourself out of bed.

“You’re being ridiculous mom; I just wasn’t feeling well this morning. I feel a bit better now, so I’ll walk over to his mom’s house and see if he’s still in, ok?” You said, avoiding eye contact with her as you head to the bathroom.

“Okay, pumpkin” you can hear the note of defeat in her voice, and you hear her shuffling around before she finally leaves your room without another word.

After a quick shower you decide to get dressed, you rummage through your suitcase for a long while. You let out an exasperated sigh when you notice a large chunk of your clothes are missing, you were sure your mom took them to wash them but a lot of them weren’t even worn. You settle on a pair of denim shorts and a crop top before slipping on a pair of white sneakers. You glance at yourself one more time before heading down the stairs and out the front door to head over to the Ewing house. Before you even make it to the door Cash pops out with a big grin on his face and you can’t help the way you blush because he had to have been waiting for you to change your mind. Probably sat in the armchair watching out the window the same way he used to do when you were kids.

“Hey Y/N, are you feeling better?” he asked, walking down the front steps in long strides towards you. You nod your head in reply taking in his outfit for the day, dark jeans, and a blue button-down shirt. You wonder how he still manages to look like he just walked out of a magazine spread in such a mundane looking outfit.

“Yeah, I know it’s a bit late, but we can go to the fitting and then go for a walk or grab lunch if you still want to” you said trying to keep the hopeful tone out of your voice. Cash gives you another smile, but you see something dark flicker in his eyes again. You haven’t been able to figure out what that dark emotion is. Sometimes he still comes off as the innocent carefree Cash from your youth but other times he comes off dark, brooding, and dangerous. The darkness honestly terrifies you, but you still can’t help how much you want to be close to him. You assume it’s just because you’re feeling a bit overly emotional these days.

“Of course, I still want to, Butterfly. I want to be wherever you are” he said nonchalantly with a comforting smile on his face, but his words send a spine-tingling shiver down your back. You feel your cheeks heat up now feeling slightly nervous as you gaze into his icy blue eyes. Cash gives you a coquettish grin that you find a bit arousing in the moment; you feel his long fingers trail gently down the length of your arm before they lace with your smaller ones. Everything in your head is telling you to pull away but you can’t bring yourself to do it.

“Okay, my car is in the garage” you said coyly, looking down at your laced fingers in bewilderment. You hadn’t held hands since you were ten, you find that holding his hand makes a wave of happiness wash over you. The happiness is soured by you reminding yourself that he’d be abandoning you again soon, but you can’t bring yourself to pull away because you still want to be close to him.

“Why don’t we take mine, you don’t have to use all your gas on me.” Cash said giving your hand a firm but gentle tug towards his truck. You give him a nervous sort of smile, something is still telling you to pull away from him, that going with him today wouldn’t be a good idea. That you were going to regret ever allowing yourself to enjoy being with him because he was going to hurt you in the end.

“Okay” you replied timidly, Cash gives you a smile that takes your breath away as he guides you to his truck. He opens the door before tenderly scooping you into his arms and setting you gingerly on the seat.  “Thanks Cash, but you didn’t have to do that” you said blushing furiously. Cash let out a deep chuckle before shutting your door and heading over to the driver’s side.

Cash’s Pov

            “It’s my job to protect and serve, Butterfly. Can’t have you hurting yourself” Cash said flashing you another dazzling smile, appreciating the way you flush for him. Watching as you rolled your eyes at him playfully.

            “I know how to get into a truck without hurting myself Cash” you said with a cute giggle. Seeing you this happy made him feel slightly bad about what he was going to do to you later. He had planned on waiting to make you his until after the wedding; he was just going to sneak into your hotel room and seduce you. Make it all romantic even with flowers, champagne, and some long-winded declaration of love. He supposed he could still do some of that when he cuffed you to the bed and The Wings Neck Lighthouse would still be romantic. His words would be true, but you might have some trouble believing them when you were under duress. He was still trying to make it good for you at least, he did want you to be happy, he just didn’t want you to be happy without him. You really left him no choice after you promptly cancelled on him this morning, you didn’t even have the nerve to call just sent a half assed text message. Cash gazes at you for a long moment before pulling out of the driveway, he remembered what happened the last time you canceled on him out of the blue and he wasn’t about to let it happen again.

            “Well, I can’t be too sure about that, you broke your arm four times. I wanted to nickname you Fragile, but Butterfly seemed a better fit for you.” he said teasingly enjoying the cute giggles you give him in response. He was relieved you didn’t seem to notice all the bags filled with groceries, his clothes, and your clothes in the back of the truck. He charmed your mom before she went up to your room giving her very vague information about what he planned for today. She came bounding down the stairs with a duffle bag filled with more clothes than you were going to need; he hadn’t planned on holding you hostage forever. You both still had to be in the wedding after all but that was a couple days away. He could do what he wanted and then clean it up in time. He wasn’t technically abducting you, you got in the car pretty willingly for him and didn’t ask any questions about where he’d be taking you. He’d give you little bits of information right up until he couldn’t anymore, if you tried to run, he’d simply use a few compliance pressure points to subdue you. It shouldn’t be hard his size was his advantage after all. From the outside this all just looked like a grand romantic gesture, and something told him you wanted him as much as he wanted you. You were just too afraid to make a move, luckily for you he wasn’t anymore.

            “Why is that?” you asked curiously, staring at him with big eyes. Cash feels a smile tug across his face, he always loved when you looked at him that way. Like he was the best thing to ever grace the planet. Under these circumstances, however it makes him feel bitter, if he was the best thing to ever exist then how did you leave him so easily? He was sure he’d be getting all his answers tonight whether you wanted to or not.

            “Because they’re delicate and beautiful and I thought you were too” he said nonchalantly, and because he felt them in his stomach every time you were around. He glances at you one last time to see you looking a little sad. “You still are Y/N” he said, hoping to you smile again since it might be the last one you give him for a while. Hopefully you weren’t going to make tonight too hard on him, he’d be getting what he wanted either way. You were going to finally be his, he didn’t care how you guys got there, all he cared about was finally ending the day inside you. Cape Cod was the perfect place to do it.

            “Thanks Cash” you said with a timid looking smile and rosy cheeks.

Reader’s Pov

            You make it through your fitting quickly with Daisy deciding on a satin slit dress with floral detailing to set you apart from the other bridesmaids. You blushed furiously when Cash showered you with compliments, you awkwardly threw a few back at him when you saw him in his suit. You hadn’t seen him in one since prom, which you sadly didn’t even go to together. You did notice he was being even nicer to you today than he usually was, romantic even. There was even a moment where you thought he was going to kiss you. You of course shied away and played it off because kissing him would make him abandoning you again, harder to handle. After the fitting he told you he made a reservation at your favorite restaurants down in Cape Cod and said he had another surprise for you after. You and Cash had spent so many summers down in Cape Cod running up and down the sandy beaches often with Pete and Daisy in toe. You missed the way things were in those innocent years, those ones before the dread of awkward adolescence crept up on you both.

            “I should call my mom” you said awkwardly, feeling flattered but skeptical as you reached in your pocket for you cell phone but realize it isn’t there. You try to remember where you left it, and you grumble bitterly to yourself when you realize trust issues are a sign of a disorganized attachment style. You suddenly hated your mother for bringing this to your attention; you’d rather be blissfully unaware because that would mean you didn’t have to address all the real reasons you never told Cash how you felt. “Have you seen my phone?” You asked, looking over at him curiously. Cash shakes his head at you but doesn’t take his eyes off the road, this immediately sounds alarms in your head, but you don’t push further.

            “No, you don’t need to call her anyway, I already told her all about it this morning” he said nonchalantly as he pulled on to the express way. Cape Cod was only a half hour drive from Plymouth anyway and you did trust Cash just not enough to open up to him.

            “Is that why she came in my room with a tray full of my favorite foods?” you said narrowing your eyes at him, you see a small smirk twitch on his lips.

            “Maybe” he shrugged keeping his eyes trained on the road. You make it to Cape Cod around 1:30 and share a late lunch at the Belfry Inn and Bistro. You’re a bit surprised when Cash agrees to shop with you for a bit around the village because he always hated going shopping with you before.

            “Okay, what’s up?” you asked, narrowing your eyes up at him suspiciously. Cash furrows his eyebrows at you for a moment and you’re too focused on your little interrogation to be bothered with him wrapping his arms around your waist tightly.

            “What do you mean Butterfly?” he asked as he stopped you both in front of one of the flower carts. You give him a weighty look; Cash keeps his eyes focused on the cart and you start to feel a bit uneasy.

            “Why are you going shopping with me? You hate shopping and you’re acting weird” you said sharply, Cash lets out a long sigh and you don’t miss the way his shoulders tense as he tightens the grip he has around your waist. You squirm a little trying to create a little space between you, but you freeze in place when he shoots you an intense stare. His eyes soften up when you stop but his tight hold doesn’t let up.

            “I don’t mind shopping now, people can change” he said simply giving you a soft smile. You can’t help the sudden wave of jealousy you feel when it crosses your mind that he probably doesn’t mind now because some girl he dated also liked shopping. Of course, this change wasn’t prompted by you because you weren’t important to him in that way.

            “Gee, I wonder which girlfriend finally broke you in. The sex had to have been amazing if she coaxed Cashton Ewing into shopping with her willingly” you sneered, yanking yourself out of his grasp. You ignore his calls as you stomp into the next store. You can feel Cash lingering behind you as you frantically pull random items from the rack. Before rushing to the dressing room, hoping to create some distance between you two after letting your mask slip. You try on about twenty pairs of clothes as you try to figure out what prompted another mini meltdown. You didn’t have the excuse of being stressed. Your time back home had been quite enjoyable. You were having fun up until ten minutes ago. Maybe it was better if you just went back to your mom’s house. You let out a sigh, settling on a dress and a few skirts before getting redressed and walking up to the register. You avoid making eye contact with Cash, who is standing awkwardly at the end of the counter with flowers in his hand. You feel a wave of guilt pass through you as you hand the cashier your credit card, accepting your card and the bag she hands back to you.

            “Here Butterfly” Cash said softly reaching out to hand you the flowers when you make it over to him. There’s an unreadable expression on his face as he looks down at you with soft eyes.

            “Thank you” you said as you awkwardly accept the flowers from him. “I’m still not feeling that well, my stomach hurts I think I might be coming down with something. I know you had something planned so I can just take the bus” you said avoiding eye contact.

            “No” Cash said grabbing you by the arm firmly as he tugged you out of the store. He’s practically dragging you and you find it hard to keep up with his long strides.

            “What do you mean no?” you asked trying to keep yourself from falling over feeling nervous with how quickly his demeanor shifted. You can’t see his face because of how far you’ve fallen behind him, but you can tell that he’s angry.

            “No, you’re not going home. You’re getting back in my truck and you’re going with me” he said sharply, before wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you from falling down. You scowl at him in disbelief.

            “No Cash, I want to go home” you said feeling yourself shudder against his side when he throws you a menacing glare.

            “I don’t really care what you want Y/N. All I’ve done my whole life is care about what you want. Now it’s time to care about what I want” he hissed; you feel a genuine wave of fear washing over you as you see his truck coming into focus. You start thrashing frantically, trying to free yourself from his grip; you had never seen him act this way before.

            “Please, I just want to go home Cash please take me back home. We can watch movies on the couch” you begged still trying to free yourself from his grip.

            “We can watch movies on the couch where we’re going too as long as you’re a good girl for me, Butterfly” he said teasingly as he yanked the car door open. You let out a gasp of surprise, realizing what he’s implying as he tries to lift you into the truck. You kicked back at him with a force you didn’t know you were capable of connecting with his knee. Cash lets out a hiss of pain but he lets his hands fall from your waist quickly. Without his arms there to steady you, you tumble to the ground and feel one of your knee’s scraps roughly against the gravel on the ground. You watch as blood rapidly flows from your new cut, and you look up to see Cash glaring at you with dark eyes filled with equal amounts of lust and sadness.

            “Just get in the truck, Y/N, please.” He said in a pleading tone as he reaches down to help you up, you shake your head feeling tears brim your eyes.

            “Only if you take me home” you demand hoarsely, you’re not sure why you allow him to pull you back to your feet, but you do. Cash brings his hands up to gingerly wipe the few tears that do manage to escape your eyes.

            “No, we have to talk about this. I’m not letting you run away from me again. So, get the fucking car, Y/N” he said in a soft threatening tone. You let out a whimper as you try to pull away from him again sharply, but Cash only tightens his hold on your face.

            “Then I’m not getting in the fucking car” you hissed giving him the coldest stare you could muster with tears streaming down your face. Cash lets out a pained sort of groan as he stares deep into your eyes, before sharply turning you to face the open truck door. Before you can even wonder what he’s doing you feel one hand cradle your chin firmly and his other thumb trailing to a tender spot on your neck right below your ear.

            “I’m sorry, Butterfly” he whispered before firmly pressing his thumb into your neck. You feel a shocking amount of pain flow through your jaw, and you let out a loud, high-pitched shriek. Cash takes the opportunity to hoist you into the truck before rushing to the driver’s side and locking the doors. You look over at him, feeling dismayed and cowering away from him when he moves in to comfort you. Sobs racking through your whole body. Cash shushes you as he runs his fingers in comforting circles up and down your legs. You hate the way your body seems to immediately relax into his touch.

            “It’s okay, Butterfly. Everything is going to be okay. You’ll see.” He croons placing soft kisses on the pressure point he just assaulted. Cash gives you one last charming smile before pulling out of the parking lot. You start to feel dizzy as your vision starts to blur in and out of focus. You faintly feel Cash wrap an arm around you, he gives you a gentle tug, and your head plops against his thigh. You look up at him with dazed, tired eyes.

            “It’s just from the stress, Butterfly. Go ahead and rest, we’ll be there before you know it” he said stoking your hair gently. You let out one last whimper before your whole world goes black.

Part 3 Part 4

[entityforged]

under the cut you will find a very long list of very specific plots/dynamics i want to write, organized by corresponding muse. if you're interested in any of them, you can reply below, dm me the plot you're interested in, or just like if you want me to message you first. there's technically no limit on these plots; i don't mind "repeating" plots bc they'll always be different depending on who i'm writing them with, so don't let that hold you back from an idea.

ash: — give me the hot straight boy (or not) from church that they had a crush on. give me the two of them meeting at a pride event, discussing their feelings on gender, sexuality, and religion. give me the rekindling of friendship and feelings, that strange bond with someone who knew you before you knew yourself, the understanding that comes with shared trauma.

brody: — your muse knew him when they were younger, before he got really famous. one day they realize he still follows them back on instagram and send him a message saying they're proud/impressed, hope he's doing well, etc, not expecting him to respond. except he does, and they start talking a lot, and they end up catching feelings. maybe they didn't know each other well before this, maybe one or both had a crush that they never expressed, maybe one or both are in a relationship—idk there's just a lot of fun dynamics we could play with in a celebrity x random guy ship. — just anyone who has an actual crush on him. it'll take a lot of convincing to get him to accept that they care about him as a person, especially if they've already hooked up, but i really want to see someone treat him softly, help him come to terms with the trauma he's endured, and make him realize that he is worth more than his body.

caspian: — first of all tw for self harm; second of all this could work for ships i already have with him! basically i really want to play out the first time he's getting intimate with someone and they accidentally touch/see his scars. he'll freak out and depending on the kind of relationship there are different ways they can handle it, but it's an aspect of him i'd like to explore (esp bc i have not always dealt with it very well in the past).

daehyun: — idk how to explain this dynamic other than just showing you 1:05-2:07 of this video. give dae the stoic, quiet, very masculine, (maybe still thinks he's straight) counterpart to his bubbly, outgoing, very openly queer self. and if we wanna take inspo from the song he won't be actively gunning for the other guy to break up with his gf but he Will be hoping for it. (also bonus points if they dance together but that is not necessary!) — more professional connections please!! choreographers or fellow dancers or people he is doing backup dancing for!! i have also been toying with a verse for him moving to korea so if anyone has idol muses :eyesemoji:

daisy: — imagine reuniting with your childhood crush except they're now a world famous actor and you have a headache from trying to explain algebra to 12 year olds all day. how do you even handle that.

darcy: — someone that knew him before his family died, maybe even a childhood friend who knew them too. they're the only person allowed to come over during august, the only person he'll talk to about any of it. he definitely has feelings for them—maybe always has—but he refuses to say anything because he can't risk ruining their friendship. — someone else who works at the strip club! could be a bartender or bouncer or another dancer; could be purely platonic, could be romantic/sexual, could be a rivalry! lots of potential here.

lennon: — okay this one is so silly but they love anime and i've always had this idea of them having a secret tumblr or twitter where they talk about that! and they also have a longtime mutual who they're best friends with, they know all lennon's secrets but not who they are. and as they catch feelings they have to decide if they want to lose their one place of anonymity, their friendship, and maybe even their trust. (and maybe for bonus funny points they one day reveal that they have an interest in figure skating and lennon like. sneakily tries to get their opinion on themself lmao)

matthew: — in this house we love tropes so pls i am begging give me the person he is bodyguarding; they're soft and flighty and wear their heart on their sleeve and he's both exasperated and in awe of them. bonus points if they are openly queer! he can't have them and he can't be them so instead he will simply yearn in silent agony. (this one can be totally platonic they can totally just be besties.)

miles: — give this beautiful man his first kiss!!! it can be a joke/dare/casual thing that he puts way too much meaning into despite trying not to; it can be the climax of a sweet romantic slow burn; it can be him asking a friend to just kiss him so he can get it over with but oops he liked it a lot actually!!! idk idc just kiss him

rhys: — "hey hello fellow single parent our kids are besties do you wanna set up a playdate for them? no this is not because i have an absurd crush on you and this is not because my daughter knows and will definitely tell you if i don't at least pretend to make a move"

rijin: — polar opposite besties!! they're loud and outgoing but know better than to try to force him out of his shell; he thinks they're brighter than the sun and are fucking terrified of the day they decide they're tired of trying to shine a light into his dark, lonely world.

taesuk: — modelling rival! modelling rival! they could be a fellow up-and-comer or someone a bit older and more established; either way they definitely super hate each other and don't wanna fuck even a little!

[esmeraldablazingsky]

jean for the ask game?

Sexuality Headcanon: aspec something or other, maybe demi-adjacent? I don’t see her as the sort of person who’s overly concerned with romantic or sexual relationships, but i think she has the potential to fall hard if she’s emotionally close with someone

Gender Headcanon: extremely strong butch energy on this one. Woman who is a good sir. Knight gender. Gonna grow up into a dilf.

A ship I have with said character: just one? How about a selection, im always looking to share niche jean ship opinions <3

jeanven: big fan of those deity/devotee vibes. serious and self sacrifical x silly and self indulgent. lovers of mondstadt, freedom, and The Wind. just SO unbelievably soft and loving with one another

jeanxiao: functional long-distance weapon4weapon partners. accept that neither of them could ever place a lover on a higher priority level than their nation. shackled to duty, doomed to fight for an unattainable goal until the battle finally takes them, yearning for a peace that will never truly come, but willing to support one another along the way…

kaejean: childhood friends, two parts of a trio that shattered years ago and has yet to heal, mondstadt’s golden girl and her right hand. I’m a huge fan of the righteous leader being crushed by their responsibilities x loyal second in command who is willing to act in less righteous ways to support them dynamic, and they’re obviously quite fond of each other

eujean: legacy of sinners x legacy of saints, evenly matched at swordplay, born to be enemies and yet defying that fate, need I say more? their voicelines about each other clearly display a mutual respect and trust that I really like.

A BROTP I have with said character: Kaeya again, also Albedo and Barbara (though Barbara will take work to rekindle a functional sibling dynamic, I want to see it happen 🥺) also my left field choice is Zhongli, I think they’d get along and could share perspectives on responsibility and leadership, if Zhongli chose to share the truth of his story with Jean.

oh, also Childe. but that one is purely bc I think it would be really funny <3

A NOTP I have with said character: you could probably sell me on just about anything (disregarding stuff like jean/barbara or whatever) but I firmly believe she would have terrible chemistry with Keqing. It’s not like theyd hate each other, they would just bring out the worst in each other

A random headcanon: she’s a full 7 inches taller than Venti and entirely twice his weight, as he is mostly made of wind and she is fairly beefy

General Opinion over said character: I’m insane about her. She’s exactly my type. I take it personally when people don’t like her and the album of my drawings of her is probably nearing 80 images by now. I would die for her but she wouldn’t let me. If hoyo doesn’t give her at least a few more lore crumbs ill start mauling people

[lastbixstanding]

Roomates to lovers troupe headcannons @

⭐Ban⭐

when you both found out you two would be roommates you two were slightly annoyed at sharing an apartment with someone you didn't know

Ban wouldn't admit it aloud but Hes was also slightly grateful to have a roommate because he didn't have a single clue on how to even cook boxed mac n chesse

And for some reason he could look at you and tell you knew what you were doing

He was proven right when he saw you cooking taco soup at around 3 in the morning

"Hey I'm not judging you or anything but...why the hell are you cooking at 3 in the morning"

You looked at him with a sickly sweet smile and replied

"I was stressed"

Ban nods understandingly

" Yeah that makes since...by the way do you think you'll have any extras?"

You laugh softly and nod your head yes

Needless to say this cycle of cooking and eating together became a very common thing

how ever as you two would eat yalls 3 am meal you two would talk about things

You talked about your family

Ban talked about his experience with being one of the 7 deadly sins

You two bonded quite quickly and Both of you started developing feelings for each other

Ban fell in love with not only you but with your heart

You were kind to others and never discriminated against anyone regardless of the situation

That kindness you had in your heart was like nothing ban had ever seen

Of course ban knew you also didn't take shit from anyone

You had practically made most of the palace guards cry because they were picking on other villagers

Once again you sticking up for others without an ounce of fear in your heart made him love you even more

Eventually Ban decided to confess to you about how he felt

He did this by taking you to the fields at night when all the stars were out

He looked at the stars then back at you as the stars were shining in your dark brown eyes

"Hey..theres something i need to get off my chest..."

You looked at him in the eyes which just ended up making him blush even more

"I hope I'm not being to straightforward but I've developed feelings for you since we have moved in with each other."

You look at him with wide eyes that slowly soften and your lips raise into a soft smile

"I actually feel the same..."

Ban looks at you with as a smile perks on his face

"you-you mean it?1"

you nod

Ban leans over and places a kiss on your lips

"Good that means i can finally call you mine"

🌸Kakashi🌸

You two had become roommates' due to the hokage deciding that you and Kakashi needed to get to know each other better since you both would start training team 7

Of course you two knew each other from childhood so it wasn't to awkward

However something both of you didn't realize was that both of you had a crush on each other.

Kakashi had developed this crush when you two were much younger

He always saw how passionate you were about becoming a Jōnin and teaching others

However the main reason he liked you was the fact that you and him were both loners

both of you didn't like very many people but when you two met each other both of you clicked automatically

You two would talk about different books, different jujitsus, and ofc it was a plus that you knew how to cook from a young age

Kakashi had literally punched people in the face for the last of whatever you cooked.

Now that you two were living together you two were able to rekindle

Both of you would stay up for countless hours just laughing at each others stories

He would help you cook (He did the best he could okay?)

Eventually he decides to confess to you because he realizes how short life really is

Kakashi ends up calling you home from town saying its an emergency

of course you get home asap only when you see him you notice he has a small box

"so i have something to tell yo-"

but before he can finish his sentence you hear a bark from the box

"Kakashi...what's in the box?..."

Kakashi smiles at you and rubs the back of his neck

"well I was trying to make this moment sweet but i guess this little guy had other ideas"

He opens the box and pulls out a puppy German shepered

"What I was going to say is i have fallen in love with you, I know this is crazy but I've loved you ever since we ere kids. And I was wondering if we could make it official?"

You smile and tackle him into a hug and ask

"Was the dog supposed to win me over?"

Kakashi scoffs

"What no way....actually...yeah that was the plan"

he kisses you on the head whispers the words

"I love you"

[memory-echo]

Just Two Lost Souls

How many times have we been here? 

Seiichi walks hand in hand with his mother (in child form) until they find the dead cat from chapter 1. Little Seiko wills the kitten back to life, and Seiichi supports her, until the cat rises from the dead.

I guess this is Oshimi's way of renewing hope for a better future... but does it work? Is the road to recovery made by trailing old paths?

It seems as if Seiichi just wanted to let bygones be bygones until little Seiko touches the kitten and tells it to come back to life. In that moment, Seiichi wants to revive the kitten himself, correcting the past and originating a different future. 

In my literary analysis, I posited the hypothesis that the white cat symbolizes Seiichi's lost innocence and crushed potential, after being nearly killed by his mother when he was three years old.

Is Seiichi acknowledging that potential and hoping that it can be restored? By touching the kitten, is Seiko admiting that she wants to revive Seiichi's killed spirit?

I don't doubt Seiichi's sincerity, but I doubt Seiko's. When little Seiichi asked his mother why the cat was dead, she just smiled at him. He doesn't understand why she would try to kill him, and she never gives him an explanation. She may have never had a particular vendetta against her son, she just hates everybody indiscriminately. Everyone is dead to her, so why wouldn't her kid be part of that picture? 

Nothing seems to have changed in that regard, because Seiko still doesn't see Seiichi as a human being worthy of respect. This entire night has been about her: her sob story, her past abuse, her hurt feelings - all about her. She never once asked her son about how he felt, or even aknowledges him as her son at all. 

The last time she told her sob story (to Fukiishi's father) Seiichi was overcome with guilt and went back home, with a promise that she would change, only to be relentlessly gaslit and kicked out of the house. 

The only positive feedback she ever gave him throughout the story was when he promised her that he would hate everybody, and when he told his aunt off in an angrily manner. It was him playing the role of loyal companion and protector that got him on her 'good side'... 

Seiko forced this role and this responsibility on him, but his father was the first one to parentify him, effectively making Seiichi responsible for his mother's wellbeing and emotional needs. 

That's why he feels so guilty about his mother being miserable, because he thinks it's all his fault. The revelation that Seiko's parents are the ones responsible for her misery should've made Seiichi realize that he was never to blame at all, and should've taken the weight of responsibility off his back once and for all. But that's just not the case, because the first image in this chapter is the adult Seiichi and the child Seiko. 

The emotional incest is alive and hasn't gone anywhere; Seiichi is still the 'parent' responsible for his mother's wellbeing. A more poignant image would have been the bleeding child Seiichi walking hand-in-hand with little Seiko... That would’ve made me believe that things were actually changing for the better. 

As it is, it feels as if Seiichi is just trapped in his usual Stockholm syndrome with his mother, and Seiko is just roping him in with her sob story, because she needs her old narcissistic supply. It feels as if Seiichi is not actually maturing, but rather succumbing to repetition compulsion - his need to relive the most traumatic event of his life, as well as rekindling a relationship with his abuser. He can't just leave well enough alone… He never holds her accountable for all the abuse she put him through. Where has all the anger (that he so rightly expressed at the top of the hill while he was hallucinating) gone to? 

Now, he offers to pay her rent and then feels sorry for her when she tells him about her own wretched childhood. He may think he's going to get it right this time. It's as if he cannot escape his Sisyphean fate of trying to win his mother's love, acceptance, validation... all the things a child deserves, and he was deprived of. Their relationship, no matter how toxic it is, is a familiar pattern to him. After 20 years of loneliness, well, it's not difficult to understand why... I don't blame him at all for trying, I blame her for taking advantage of him yet again.

I can only hope the typhoon kills her and a heavy object falls on Seiichi's head, wiping his memory clean, so he can start over without the weight of the past on him. Yeah, that would be a cheat ending, but since I don't see any therapists entering this manga anytime soon, I doubt anything can be fixed anyway...

[mad-hunts]

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shipping meme!

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between: i think that it would be interesting to do a blend between these two, where we could maybe lay some groundwork down regarding their dynamic / a possible ship between them that would detail what each of us might like to see out of it and/or how we could envision them either becoming an item (sorry, i just love that term for two people who're each other's significant other LOL), or becoming one once again if you'd like to go with the exes route or the second chance one. but then we would kind of wing it from there... however, with having a general idea as to where we want to go with their dynamic, if that makes any sense. though IDK,, perhaps it's because i've been seeing so many edits for ships who were exes but rekindled their relationship with each other that i feel like that'd have potential to be a kind of fun dynamic for wanda and barton, but also sad at the same time (,:

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: ( AHHH, hiii, itzel! thank you so much for sending this in and possibly being interested in shipping with barton :D it honestly made me so happy to see this pop up in my inbox, because i absolutely ADORE your account and your portrayal of wanda!! but yeah. with all of that said, i just wanted to let you know that two of barton's most negative traits are ones that i have pictured possibly interfering with his romantic relationships before, and this is that he can be closed-minded in a way / stubborn.

and i say in a way for closed-minded because he is kinddd of selective (okay, he can be REALLY selective, ngl haha) whenever it comes to accepting other people's opinions of things. so i could imagine that it could take him a bit to actually believe that a hero and a villain could be together since... well, they would more likely than not have a conflict of ideology going on there + i could NOT imagine that wanda would agree with a lot of things that barton does if she learned just how terrible of a person he really is (,: and that's honestly completely understandable so i'm not trying to like say she'd be bad for not agreeing with it.

i just think that they would probably have to come to a solution where barton either doesn't bring his 'work' up around her, and/or maybe depending on how attached he is to her, he could make an effort to cut all of the bad things he does down. but yeah,,, i think it could be interesting, like i said before, if you'd be interested in doing something with an ex like dynamic with them as we could make up like a whole history for them and stuff! but you don't have to, of course. so TOTALLY feel free to hmu in IM's here and ask for my disc if you want, or just talk to me there or in the comments here as to what kind of things you'd maybe want to explore between them yourself.

i like to think that i'm pretty open whenever it comes to potential dynamics, so if there is one here that i didn't check as a 'definitely' (in bold) or a maybe (in italics), then feel free to tell me and we could talk about it! but i am honestly very excited to roleplay with you more and i just want to let you know that although barton can ABSOLUTELY be an arsehole and hard to deal with: whenever it comes to romance, it tends to bring out the best version of him, though i have to say that things probably would be a little rocky at least on his end in the beginning because of the reasons i stated above. )

[copyspaghetti]

Okay. TsuboMob brainrot

They stay friends for a few years, as Mob slowly comes out as a trans girl and Tsubomi as a lesbian.

Comic or animatic or something set to "greatly appreciated" from adventure time

"I heard you loved me, but only for two weeks"

• references Tsubomi thinking back on Mob co messing to her in middleschool

"To be hopeless or not to be, I'm weak with indecision"

• Tsubomi thinks that Mob doesn't like her that way anymore, that he only I liked an idea of her, and feels indecisive on if she should bring this up or not

"Could we begin again on a terrible date? Would be greatly appreciated by me"

• Tsubomi brings it up casually, it doesn't have to be anything serious or fancy, they can just have fun as friends if the date doesn't work out

"I'll wear my normal shoes this time"

• They're not dressed in school uniforms, they're their real laid back selves

"Then maybe you'd like me better in the sunlight"

• Tsubomi joking about not being caught in a storm this time, they're just out in the sun with all the emotional turmoil already dealt with and their secrets unhidden already

"If I built a raft will you stay with me then?"

• I think Tsubomi has very superficial and fleeting connections, maybe she wants to build something more stable now that still has the freedom to move around?

"And fall in love all over again?"

• She thinks they can fall in love now that they're their real self, it wouldn't just be a rekindling of Mob's crush or their childhood friendship, this is something that happens all over from the ground up this time