#best part was definetly last two minutes

[rose-and-lemongrass]

It's genuinely really funny that conservatives for like no reason decided to latch onto Sydney Sweeney and make her their new darling and then within a few weeks her new movie dropped and it's the most pro choice anti Christianity thing you could imagine.

So we got some reactions like this:

Which are VERY funny because it assumes that movies only take like two weeks to make?? It also assumes that Sweeney has no say in what roles she takes and the 'Libs' forced her into this role against her will.

However doing any amount of research on this movie whatsoever you find out that Immaculate is Sweeney's movie. She's the entire reason it got made in the first place.

And now the offical Twitters for Immaculate and the production company who made Immaculate are using the above Tweet as marketing:

[paranormalactivity5]

you were right in front of me.

༺♡༻

Bestfriend!Eddie Munson x fem!reader      

Notes: looked it up and apparently there is a member of hellfire named doug so he’s in this, y/n has an aunt. The confession is based of a tiktok i saw. As always constructive criticism and feedback is welcomed!

Summary: Eddie realizes hes in love with his best trend and a freudian slip occurs.

WC: 1.2k

Everyone was sitting at the Hawkins High lunch table in their assigned but, not assigned seats chatting along as usual, but when Eddie sat down he immediately noticed something was wrong. “Wheres y/n?” “oh she's helping her aunt move today, she didn't tell you?” Steve said confused, the two told each other everything. “No….” he replied confused himself, they did tell each other everything; why didn't she tell him? And this was such a small thing, why was it bothering him?

Gareth arrived at the table, sitting down making an upset “oomph” sound when he hit the chair “What up with you?” Robin asked “Bethany totally shot him down when he tried to ask her out.'' Jeff remarked “Yup, I saw it, he barely got past one word, crashed and burned” Doug said making a fake missile fall and explode with his hand for extra salt in the wound. “You love this too much! I mean you're basking in my humiliation!”. Everyone laughed  and then Robin interjected “Hey don't laugh at him, I'm just as bad, I mean Vicky doesn't know I like her and I can barely get a word in.” She continues to pick at the carrots on her plate. Everyone continues ranting about their relationships or, lack thereof when Dustin butts in “you know you've been awfully quiet over there Eddie?”

“What?” he asks confused “surprised he havent started wailing on about y/n.” Gareth says with a chuckle but quickly shuts up when eddie gives him a glare “Seriously what the hell are you guys talking about?” “how you’re so hopelessly in love with her but she dosent seen to notice?” robin states like its obvious, he dosent notice the smirk on her face when she says the last part. the whole table nods “she's so pretty, her style is so cool!” Jeff remarks quoting eddie “she's so smart!” lucas adds, this continues on until eddie relalizes, holy shit are they right? Is he in denial? I mean yeah he’ll admit that what he feels for her is a bit more then friendship but, is he in love?

Youve been helping your aunt move all day and were exhausted but now it was time to get ready for your weekly hangout with eddie and knowing you were going to see him gave you just enough energy to get there, eat some pizza, and watch a movie. As you were getting ready you were overthinking as you always did before you saw him; Should you wear a skirt? Or would that make it to obvious you were trying to impress him? You landed on just some black ripped jean shorts, some spiderweb tights and a metallica shirt with some combat boots. A simple outfit, a little over the top for movie and pizza but, maybe just enough for eddie to finally get the hint

When you arrived at eddies you hugged him like you usually do but he seemed stiff, which was odd because he would always welcome you into a big bear hug, sometimes even picking you up off the ground! He seemed so uncomfortable throughout all of “little shop of horrors” until you finally made the suggestion that you should smoke a joint and order pizza, maybe it would loosen him up and he would say what was so obviously bothering him

He began to rifle through the drawer next to his bed where he kept his own personal stash and pulled out all the things needed and began to grind up a small nug. Most of this happened silently, whatever was bothering him must be really bad, usually he would be talking up a storm.

He was feaking out, the second he saw her smile and felt him hug her he knew he was screwed. Hes definetly in love. As he was preparing the joint he decided he cant keep acting all weird she might catch on. Hopefully a joint can helf him lossen up.

About 10 minutes of smoking later and Eddie and defineitly chilled out some. Just as you were about to ask him what had him so worked up in the first Place the doorbell rang, Eddie got up to get it quite quickly, “That must be the pizza, ill go get it.” guess he was still a little nervous. In Eddie's head he was once again freaking out. Your eyes were heavy, your voice and body relaxed, you looked so pretty…..you always did, but since the realization he loved you it became increasingly hard to not throw himself into you, hopefully you didnt notice.

By the time he had paid the guy, gotten you both a slice and some beer you had picked up and began flipping through it. “You ever think about your wedding?” you asked “sometimes, why?” “there were some wedding dresses in this magazine…..i bet yours would be like, lord of the rings themed or something.” you snarked while chuckling “i meannnn…” he looks at you with a knowing look in his eye. “No you’re right that would be cool as fuck” you admit “expensive as hell tho.” you nod in agreement. “Well who would i be like your best- maid of- best woman..is that a thing?” or i could be the bride, you think to yourself. “Yeah i think thats a thing”

“Shit I mean you could be the bride who knows” he says laughing. Holy shit holy shit does he even realize what he just said? It seems he does when he looks up and you're staring at him “What?”  “you know like.. it's a possibility…like with all the roles you could possibly take its…in the realm. Not like I want you to be the bride” he lets out a small laugh. He's messing with his hands and touching his hair, which he always does when he lies. Hes lying. “You’re lying” you blurt out before you can stop yourself. “Huh?” “you’re playing with your hands and your hair while looking down, you always do that when you're lying….You like me?”  “I love yo-” he begins to admit nervously, but before he can get another word out your lips are on his, youre not sure what caused such confidence to come over you, maybe years of pinning. You could tell he wasn't expecting it but he soon melted into the kiss, years of what was thought to be unrequited love being poured in from both sides. 

Once you pulled apart you spent a moment just staring into each other's eyes. You're the first to speak “Why didn't you tell me?” the answer would've made you fall to your knees if you weren't already half straddling him “Baby I can barely hear my own thoughts when I'm with you.” you smile and giggle, hiding your face in the crook of his neck, he does the same. “Robins gunna freak.” you point out with a laugh and his head slightly turns to look at you quizzically. “She's been trying to set us up forever” you state. He thinks back to the conversation from later today…. he's going to have to thank her.

[the-kamaa]

I really love episode 2 of T.H.I.S.

Like I watched this like at least ten times already and it's my favorite out of this series.

Almost every part of it makes me laugh so hard. I mean every episode do, but this just hits diffrent.

Also the plot is amazing. Actually the amazing thing is that there is actual plot, not just random things happening after one another(It's funny, but not that cinematic).

"Death request" also conteins one of the best 15 seconds of Bora segments. It definetly is not the best - two parts with Future Bora are better - but segment is really strong. Like, did you ever imagined that someone could teach you how to make whole bronzini in less then a minute? Less then half of minute?

But we can't forget about greatest scene of internetography. Scene, that changed not only the entire episode, but also entire comunity of Tally Hall - Zubin's death.

The scene begins with Rob entering Zubin's room, after he learned from Ross that his friend was dying. Upon entering we got shot of Zubin's right hand. The camera moves upwards, showing us Zubin's tired face, laying on the pillow.

Rob and Zubin have this short conversation. Suddenly Zubin got up, grabed Rob's cheecks and said that he need to do something for him. Then, Zubin gave Rob a map to something very important. Rob asked what is it, but Zubin couldn't answer.

Zubin began to die dramatically - which can't even be described - and Rob's face looked strange and confused. Zubin took his last breath and said "These are my last words" as his... last words. Then he falled dramaticly on the bed.

Rob with desperation checked his puls. But it was too late. There was nothing either him or someone else could do. He started screaming long "NOOO" on top on his lung, until he stopped and made the explotion sound effect. Followed by this scene, intro of "15 seconds of Bora" played...

The only thing about this episode that I don't like, is RAINS ™️ segments and I don't know why I laughed at them.

Anyway this is absolutely 12/10 episode. And if you don't agree... welp. I guess you will see me under your bed.

Thank you for your time. I apriciate it.

Here's random photo of Zubin in my gallery.

[yourkimjaejin]

Blame It On My Youth

"Hannah-ssi, you missed the timing again."

"Ah! Sorry, again." Hannah sighs, the disappointment written all over her face.

Hannah was recording for WayV's much anticipated 2nd full album. After literal years of waiting it was finally time for the group's comeback. The members had been in and out of the practice rooms and recording booths for weeks now. Perfecting every move and note to get the best product for their fans. Recording the title track, On My Youth was the last thing left to do and the dancer kept messing up. This was her third time in the booth this week.

It had been tough recording and shooting everything for the album all while getting ready for AG's first tour but she'd pushed through every hurdle. Singing all her parts for the b-sides was easy. Like everything was finally coming together. But now she was stuck on her lines for the second verse of On My Youth.

The producer started the music over.

It's okay Hannah. You got it! This is the one. The dancer hyped herself ready to nail this take.

. . .

"Hannah-ssi...."

"You don't have to say it......I already know."

.

.

Within the last thirty minutes, Hannah tried and re-tried ten times. TEN. DIFFERENT. TIMES!!! She either came in late or started early

"Why don't you take a break while we reset." Hannah didn't even respond to the producer. She just let her body hit the wall behind her then slid down until her butt hit the floor. She buried her face in her hand. The sounds of frustrated screams were muffled.

You have to nail this.....Everyone's waiting for you so they can finish the song. You're incredibly unprofessional. It's four line in English how is it this hard! Her thoughts kept spiraling. Water began to pool in the corner of her eyes.

"Hannah-ssi? Wanna try again?"

"Cou...could I step out? I'll be right back." Her voice cracked in the middle, betraying her.

"Of course, take as much time as you need." Hannah was out the door and down the hall in seconds. not even noticing two of her members walking by.

"Was that Hannah-jiejie?" Yangyang and Ten watched her run down the hall turning toward the elevators.

"Definetly. Follow her, let me know where she goes. I'm gonna see what happened." Yangyang nodded taking off in Hannah's direction while Ten made his to the recording booth.

He knocked before coming in, smiling when the managers and producers greeted him. "Hello. I hope I'm not interuppting."

Jessica, one of WayV's eldest managers, waved him off, "We were just waiting for Hannah. Did you happen to see her? Is she okay" Jessica asked.

"I came here to ask you. Yangyang and I saw her running down the hall."

One of the producers turned around, "That because she's been having problems with On My Youth. She's probably feels bad cause her part is last thing we need to finish the song." Ten nodded, seeing what the problem is before anyone else explains. His phone beeps with an incoming message for Yangyang

We found Jiejie. She's in our practice room.

"I'll have her back within in thirty minutes. I promise." Ten bowed and rushed out of the room. The WayV group chat was blowing up with messages from the members. Everyone dropping what they were doing to get to Hannah's side.

Ten raced down the hall once the elevator doors opened. The door to the practice room was cracked. As if a closed door would keep him away from his precious dongsaeng. He made sure to close the door behind him and took a seat on the floor across from Winwin near Hannah's feet. There wasn't any tears or sniffling sounds. The older took that as win.

"Hannah?" Kun started grabbing the hand not covering her face, hiding the tear tracks. "If you feel up to it....wanna tell us...whats going on?"

Hannah just sighed, already feeling ridiculous for getting worked up over this. Her thoughts already spiraling at the thinking of what had gone on the past three days.

The dancer bit her lip but still removed the hand from her face. Gently, Xiaojun used a wet tissue to freshen up her face. She nodded, quietly thanking her same aged friend. He wrapped an arm around her waist, his way of accepting her thanks.

Hannah took a deep breath before starting, "I keep messing up. I've missed the timing for my verse for three days straight and I'm this close to letting SM use an ai to finish the song so we can move on." It felt like some of the weight was lifted off her shoulder but some stuck around.

After some time Winwin asked, "Okay. Its normal to have a problem recording. Everyone does but we get through it. And you'll get through this as well." The older's words brought her tears back to the surface. Hannah shook her head, disagreeing.

"I have to nail this. It's been too long. We've been waiting too long. I can't be the reason this comeback is held back. After everything that happened with him," A chill settled in the room. His mention bringing back a year of hurt the seven of them were still getting over. "We don't deserve anymore waiting. Not from me."

A silence fell over them. Nobody really wanting to admit that Hannah.....was right. More than a year of waiting and they were finally coming back. Stronger than they were before. Even more ready to represent the NCT name internationally.

But despite they're readiness, it was still daunting. To comeback after all this time. Had fans forgotten about them. None of them felt like dealing with answering the question of if they were NCT or not again. Phantom was them dipping their toe in to see if the water was warm.

On My Youth was them diving headfirst into the deep end with no floaties. Just waiting to see if they'll sink or float.

"We're not waiting. Not anymore." Kun spoke confidently, determination in his eyes. "It is finally our time. We can't waste it. We have to attack everything we're given. We fought for this." The leader used his pointer finger to draw a circle in the middle of the seven member. "We not giving up now. And no matter how many times any of us mess up a recording or goof off in practice," That gets some laughs from the members, "Nobodies getting left behind.

With every word Kun spoke, the lump in Hannah throat grew smaller and smaller. Maybe what she was really worried about was losing the six boys around her. They had been through so much and this album felt like their last chance. Hannah wanted to make it count. She wanted to give her all.

She wasn't losing WayV without a fight.

Hannah stood up and walked to the door without a single glance at her members.

"Jie-jie! Where are you going."

"The recording booth." She answered with a smile. "I have a song to finish so that we can have an album to promote."

I think it goes without saying Hannah nailed her verse in one shot.

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I really wasn't expecting to love On My Youth so much but that album is flawless. It's somehow different but it still feels like WayV!! Also congrats to the boys on becoming million sellers!!

anyways have a great day and enjoy the post ~ Author Izzy

Taglist: @alixnsuperstxr / @1-800-call-ria / @sophrodite / @sunflower-0180

[give-me-stuff-to-watch]

Watching Stuff Day 10 - 7/16/2023 - Current Streak: 10

Today I watched Knives Out. I haven't really seen all that many movies/shows in the mystery genre, and I feel like I might've enjoyed it more if I had more things to compare it. I did still really enjoy it! It had a well crafted mystery/plot, and it did a great job at making you empathetic towards the main character, but there were aspects of it that I feel like I would've found more refreshing if I had more experience with the genre. Or I could be completely wrong about that, and those aspects I'm considering could actually turn out to be fairly standard and I'm just not aware of it because of my lack of understanding. It serves as a nice reminder as to why I'm doing this project in the first place. Because as things go on, I'll probably watch more of the mystery genre and gain a better understanding of it, learning more, and gaining more appreciation of the art as I go on. Enough about that though, now I'll move on to talking about the actual movie itself.

I found it really interesting how they placed you into the point of view of the (believed) murderer a bit of the way through. It had shown believable motivations/suspicion for a lot of the cast, making you think it's going to be about getting to the bottom of things and figuring out which one of them went through with it, with the help of Marta's information. And then they subverted that by showing almost exactly how it happened and why, and then putting you back into Marta's pov and watching as she does her best to cover her tracks while helping alongside Blanc. It was especially effective because of how well of a job they do at making you empathetic towards Marta. She did not deserve to be in that situation, it was all accidental, and her cover-up wasn't out of her own selfishness, but because of how it could affect her family and cause her mom to be deported.

On that note, I just want to mention that I thought it was a funny and very effective running bit about how some of the family members said contradicting statements regarding where Marta was from. It did a really good job at hinting at how they didn't actually care all that much about Marta to the point where they don't actually know her background. The movie did a really good job in general at not making the Thrombey family all that sympathetic. They really got you to agree with Harlan's choice to cut them out of the will, his fortune had definetly made them spoiled and worse off as people. The only one I had felt for was Meg since she was initially supportive of Marta (saying she was family), but then she switched up when the cash flow was no longer in her favor (making a new, clear, distinction between her and her biological family). I still felt somewhat sympathetic towards her by the end since she was going to lose her chance at a higher education, but Marta had already shown that she was willing to help with that. If she had just shown the same care and understanding she had before, she would've been fine. I had also intially liked Ransom. I thought it was funny and iconic that he showed up at a will reading that he knew he was being excluded from just to watch the ensuing chaos while eating cookies in the corner. And then I thought he was a real one for not snitching when he found out about Marta's situation. But then that obviously all changed when the twist happened. I feel like the movie did fall apart a little towards the end with that twist there. It did seem to make sense for the most part. The character motivations and plan made sense, and while I do think it was a bit of a leap for Blanc to be able to deduce all he did, I was willing to go along with it. I was left with two pretty big questions though.

Firstly, how did Fran survive as long as she did? It was established that a morphine overdose was going to kill Harlan in 10 minutes, so how did she last over 2 hours? Was the does smaller or something and it just wasn't said? Secondly, what was Ransom thinking when he was going to stab Marta? He had said "In for a penny, in for a pounding" before attempting to do it, as if he thought that he was going to be able to get away with everything by just killing everyone who had heard his confession. But wouldn't the cops there have guns to stop him? Or even if they didn't, it would still be 3 on 1 after he stabbed Marta, and he was on the ground with her so he likely wouldn't be able to fight back. All he was doing was making his sentence even worse either way, and he was shown to be a really smart and conniving character, so it didn't make sense for him. I did like the fake knife being a callback to Harlan talking about being able to tell fake knives from real ones though.

Visually, the movie was really good. Specifically with the lighting. There were lots of parts of it where you could tell how intentional and meaningful they were trying to be with it. And the use of color with the lighting at some parts was visually pleasing as well.

Overall, I thought it was a mostly great movie. I'm thinking of doing a rewatch of it at somepoint to see how well it holds up when you know the twist. And I know it has a sequel, so I'll probably watch that for this at some point too.

[the-random-phan]

Ectober Week Day 28- Scream

"Danny!" Danielle cried. Tears flooded her face and she struggled, but her nerves were alight with electricity. Danielle tried her best to stay conscious, to keep herself together. But her body was giving up on her. Try as she might, Dani was loosing.

She could just barely open her eyes now. Or what was left of them. She couldn't feel most of her body, and wasn't completely sure if she was seeing from one eye or two. Everything was either numb or on fire, and the numb was spreading. Which was definetly not a good thing.

But some part of her couldn't help but want the release. Better than the pain she had been soaked in for... it was hard to tell the time. It could have been 15 minutes or ten seconds. The moments seemed to slip through Danielle's fingers.

Everything was slipping. Dani felt herself breaking. Her thoughts became muddled and as everything went dark and numb, she felt a last pang of loss. A life so short and so full of hardship.

But that wasn't how this was supposed to end, Dani knew. In two seconds she would burst back up like a phoenix, good as new. But two seconds slipped back and it stayed dark. And cold. And numb. And quiet.

Dani didn't do well with the quiet. It left too much space for other things. For wanting and lamenting. Luxuries she couldn't afford and didn't want to indulge.

Dani couldn't handle the silence. Despite having no voice, she began to scream. And scream. Scream in to the void and hope that something called back.

"-ani!"

Huh?

"-ielle!"

A voice? It sounded familiar. Despite having no legs, Dani forced herself towards the sound. Who was here? Who had reached for her?

"Danielle!"

Dani jolted awake, sitting straight up. Her skull cracked against another. Dani and Danny both cradled their battered heads.

"Ow," Danny grimaced.

"I'm sorry!" Danielle fretted. She didn't know what to do with her hands, urged to help but unknowing what to do.

Danny's right hand glowed a soft, icy blue. He held it to his forehead to sooth the forming bruise. Dani wished that she could do that.

"I should be asking you that," Danny looked at her from under his arm.

"Are you okay?" Dani worried.

Dani's jaw clicked shut. Images flooded her brain. She wished for that split moment when she had forgotten her dream. No, not a dream. It was too horrible for that title. Call it what it was, a nightmare. One that had haunted Dani ever since the events it was based on had transpired. Events she had tried her best to push back into the depths of her brain. But her subconscious kept unearthing them and shoving them in front of her face.

"You were the one screaming in your sleep."

"I'm fine." Dani said, strained.

"Perfectly fine." Her smiled was thin. Danny looked at her funny. But he accepted the answer. For now.

"I'm gonna get some more sleep." Dani rolled over in her sleeping bag on Danny's floor. The ground was cold against her skin and Dani relished in it. She was too hot.

The room temperature cooled. It caught Dani's attention. She looked back up at the bed to see Danny's hand stretched out holding a ball of white and blue. He smiled at her.

Dani rolled back over. Danny, saving her yet again. Dani's hero.

The rest of her sleep was dreamless.

[unabashednightmarepizza]

《 Just As Special, Just Like Family, Part 2》

ೃ⁀➷ Camilo Madrigal( He/Him) x Fem!Reader

ೃ⁀➷ Word Count: 4K

ೃ⁀➷Notes: Italics are mostly thoughts. Okay, that’s getting out of hand, like I liked writing this so much that I couldn’t finish it again LMAO so There is gonna be a third part which will be the last one!

ೃ⁀➷ Part 1

Kissing Prompt 6: Slow Kiss

Kissing Prompt 38: Relieved Kiss

Soulmate AU

ೃ⁀➷ You feel intense pain in your soul when your soulmate is in life-threatening danger.

ೃ⁀➷ Everyone somehow owns a creature who possesses the same (general) personality as your soulmate.

Tag-list: @dai-tsukki-desu @agreatcheesecakestudentstuff @itsmesmileyface @shuru @tigreost @unwanted-dying-soul @camerondiaz48104 @ch8rrybl0ssoms @spiritualrebelist @lolalee24

"Hehehe... Uh... Hi?"

You waved your hand awkwardly while trying to hide behind the basket you were holding. Before people would come to you though, another male voice reached your ears, making you turn to look at the source and leap at him.

" YOU LITTLE BRAT, HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ALL OF YOUR STUFF WITH ME?! I DIDN'T COME FOR THIS, I'LL INFORM MY AUNT!"

You hugged your cousin who had to come here with you since your mother wouldn't let you if he wasn't there to escort you. He puffed out and thanked the man while taking his hat off and ruffling your hair.

"Look at you, being so lively! This place already changed you huh? DID THAT WINDOW JUST MOVE?!! COOL MAN, THEY ARE JUST LIKE-"

" HARRY POTTER!! LIKE MAGICAL THINGS AND ALL, Y'KNOW?"

You slapped a hand accross his face to shut him up about you two also having powers under the judging looks of others while trying to pose coolly as if nothing was wrong, but being the "disgusting" shit he is, he licked your hand and smirked knowingly. Before you could lash out though, one-no,no two racing heartbeats reached your ears, making you turn to look at the source. Your eyes landed on Isabela who had a scowl on her face just minutes ago, and followed where she was gazing at to see that she was looking directly at your cousin who was also looking at her.

They couldn't be... soulmates right? I mean I don't know Isabela's soulpet but I definetly know my cousin's is a... peacock...

You squealed hard internally and looked at him in a mischievous way but he only rolled his eyes at you and started to walk up to where the rest of the family was. Before he could move more, you reached for his tie with a playful vibe and dragged to yourself with a grin, a grin that secretly showed your irritation.

" Don't make a move on the girl. And don't embrass me. Got it, dear cousin of mine?"

He understood how serious you were by the heat radiatating from your hand and he nodded his head quickly and fixed his tie.

You went after Mirabel to kitchen, twirling your skirt happily like a little girl. Not being aware that you made a certain teen's heart leap at his throat.

~~~~~~

"Mamá, meet my best friend (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!"

You felt your hands get cold and clammy because of the nerves and wiped them on your skirt, taking a shaky breath. Upon seeing her come close to you after wiping her hand clean, you extended a hand out to her. She didn't care and just hugged you thightly to herself.

"  ¡Bienvenida, cariño! ¿Cómo te sientes?"

You stood there shocked when the perite woman hugged you and froze, not knowing what to do and looked at Mirabel for help but she was also smiling widely and clapped her hands slowly. You slowly snaked your arms around her shoulders and hugged back.

" ¡Estoy bien, señora! ¡Estoy tan contenta de que me tenga aquí!" Oh God, I hope I didn't say something wrong! I studied so much...

She beamed at you talking her native language and turned to look at Mirabel approvingly.

"Ay, Mirabel you have a very sweet girl as a friend. Welcome to Encanto, dear! Are you hungry? Mirabel has been preparing food for you for the last 2 days!"

You looked at Mirabel to see her blush while coughing to mask her sudden shyness and beamed at her for the hope of having her mother's arepás.

"Does that mean I can have your mother's arepá? You told me that she was good at cooking..."

At the mention of food, Julietta immediately went to the cupboard to set the table in front you and Mirabel to sit down and have a snack.

"I hid them for you, dear. Since we have a food lover in this house! And Mirabel, please don't tire yourself out like that!"

With a mouth full of food, she denied that she was overworking and was just doing her part as the family when a man with bee stings came to touch her hand.

"She's right, amor. First gift ceremony since yours. A lot of emotions..."

You looked between the man and woman before you with big and curious eyes while side-munching on the food.

Till a hand slapped your back harshly, making you almost spill all the food.

"You shouldn't eat without telling me, my dear cousin. Sharing is caring-Oh... Hello Miss Madrigal, Mister."

You hung your mouth open out of shock after witnessing your cousin change his behaviour as soon as seeing him talk to them respectfully.

"Really? Well, that's fine really. Acting as if you're the good kid..."

"I've always been a good kid, dear! Who told you I wasn't?"

" Blah blah, I'm sure it isn't because you saw someone to your liking."

He stared daggers at you while Casita shoved him away from the kitchen, making you snicker in victory.

"Thank you Casita, your choice of decoration is very nice by the way!"

It swinged its windows at you and brought a sweet to you with using its bricks. You smiled softly at the sweet and thanked while taking it in gratitude. You didn't realize you were alone in the kitchen with Julietta 'till hearung no sound coming. You lifted your head and saw that she was looking at you.

"Is there something wrong, ma'am?"

She waved her hands as if saying nothing was wrong and sighed deeply.

“Nothing is wrong, dear. It’s just... I’ve never seen Mirabel that happy, laughing so carelessly. Thank you for being her friend.”

Okay, now I’m curious... In a town full of people, don’t tell me she never had friends?

You coughed and gulped the last remaining food and after wiping your mouth, you asked what has been in your mind ever since coming here. She wouldn’t get angry surely, right?

“Ma’am... Is Mirabel being left out because she doesn’t have powers like everyone else?”

She widened her eyes at your question and you feared if you said something offensive unknowingly.

“I-I’m sorry if I said something bad! I just couldn’t help but notice and I mean, you’re her mother so I thought-”

“Ay, calm down, calm down! It’s okay, I just didn’t think she would tell you...”

“Well, It’s pretty obvious though, she didn’t actually tell me but I heard her song about the family.”

You chuckled and twirled the rings on your hand but seeing a very deep sigh and feeling the starts of a new headache, you cursed at whatever it was that pressured this family. She sat next to you, taking your hands in hers, she put them over her lap.

“I’ll just tell you a few things. At first I was skeptical of you, thinking that you’d also be the same etc. but you proved me wrong.It’s true that she doesn’t have a gift. Ten years ago, at the gift ceremony, Mirabel’s door just vanished and ever since that day has been hard. To be honest, the only thing that gave her happiness and hope was her soulpet and the letters from you.”

You nodded your head understandingly. You wouldn’t be able to understand fully, since you also had powers ever since you were a kid, but it was ridiculous! Bullying a little kid, just because she wasn’t like you? 

A complete bullshit.

“If her room just vanished like that... Then where does she stay right now? Is she in the nursery that Miss Pepa was talking about?”

After her nodding her head sadly, you tried so hard to control your anger. You could feel the burning in your heart, the red monster inside of you begging to lash out just a little bit. You couldn’t imagine how she must have felt for all those years.

There is something very wrong with this family...

You felt it as soon as you set your foot here. The overwhelming pressure and headaches, the happy faces they showed around the whole town... Their life isn’t as joyful as it seemed to be. Look at that! A kid is about to have their gift and nobody can find them, everyone is beyond stressed rather than happy and excited and what was that clothes? That wasn’t a cult thing, right? No wonder the kid is currently hiding in the nursery...

You jerked your head to look up when you heard a loud, crashing sound upstairs. You looked at Julietta in worry, asking if everything was okay. She smirked a little and answered, “Well, it’s coming from Camilo’s room which means he is having a hard time calming down his soulpet. He never lets it go out, not wanting people to see it...”

You frowned at her and tugged at your lips. “But if he never lets it go out, then he can never find his soulmate! Like what if it’s in the town, waiting for him-”

“It’s not like HE doesn’t let it go, IT doesn’t want to go outside. His soulmate isn’t in the town, honey...”

And with just two simple sentences your whole face burned, and your heart beat faster.

~~~~

“Ay, what’s wrong with you mi alma? Why are you so wild and angry?”

Camilo tried to grab the little, maybe not so little, great-bird-of-paradise’s wings to set him down on his lap with no use. He just hoped that the sound wouldn’t reach to you and made you worry. When he thought about what just crossed his mind, the widened his eyes and put his hands over his cheeks to feel the burning feeling.

Why did he just think about you? A newcomer?

He couldn’t lie, you were really really pretty. And seeing you so happy while wearing traditional clothes and twirl around, even though you just came and were probably tired, trying to be helpful melted his heart. He thought that it wasn’t fair to his soulmate but he couldn’t help but think about your face. It would be nice to have you around, hanging out, climbing on trees or just looking at the stars would be enough. He would hold your hand in his like a delicate flower and would never let anything sad happen to you.

He would cherish you untill the end of his life, and if he were to ever have a second chance at life, he would want to spend that oe with you too...

“Wow, I never took you for a simp but humans really surprises me all the time...”

“Oh, shut it! You would know how it feels like... Wait.... I’m supposed to be alone at my room...”

“Oh wow, you are also dumb... I seriously question how she is your chosen one...”

Camilo slowly looked at where the voice was coming from and seeing the smug face on the bird’s face, he let out a huge scream and the bird rolled his eyes, he didn’t even have one, and slapped him with his tail.

“Stop screaming like a little kid, you should be grateful that I can talk considering other soulpets can’t.”

“HOW DO YOU SPEAK?!!”

“How do you speak? The answer will be the same for me...”

He was still in shock. First, the bird he had ever since he was born has been lazy and sad for more than a decade and was being sarcastic at him and two, it just talked back to him!! All in one day!

“Look, I know I was dreaming about her but that couldn’t be a dream! YOU ARE TALKING!!”

“I swear to whatever God is up there, if you say ‘You’re talking’ one more time, I’m taking her and going home.”

“W-wait, w-who is my soulmate? Is she... Is she (Y/N)? Is she the one?”

The bird would throw another snarky comment but seeing child-like hope on his face, a sight he never saw that much ever since having his gift, he fidgeted at where it was and nodded his beak.

Camilo immediately flushed and pulled his pillow over with a straight face to scream in utter joy and layed his back against the bed since he was sitting on the ground with the bird on his lap.

And he took this happiness out on the poor bird by squeezing him to his chest, making the bird screech wildly.

"Calm down, kid! Get your clammy hands off of me!" The bird gracefully got out of his hold and started to walk to Camilo's table and jumped on the chair, grabbing a pen and paper, it flight to where he was sitting on the floor who was looking at the pet in astonishment.

"You're really smart... By why did you bring them here?"

"To make a list of the things she likes, how to woo her and make her fall in love with tou even more. First is food! A lady always loves to eat food after all!"

"Now write them down, human! Even though I can bring a pen, unfortunately I can't write!"

Camilo took the pen happily but before he could start to write, he stopped before the pen could touch the paper and looked at the bird with furrowed brows.

"Wait, you said that you're the only soulpet that can talk. How is that possible?"

The bird tilted his head and said, "There are things you don't know yet. Just try to win her heart just like you won her soul and then, she'll be the one to tell you..."

~~~~~

Meanwhile you were in the nursery with Mirabel, after her mother saying that you can stay there with her. You looked around the room and saw that she plopped down on her bed with a sigh. You saw the things happened with her Abuela and immediately went after her in worry afyer hearing the Abuela say to her daughter that this night will be hatd for everyone else if the kid didn't get a gift.

Yep, the problem is the Abuela...

You sat on the bed opposite from her and watched her look at you with downcasted eyes.

"I bet that wasn't what you were expecting, right? I'm sorry..."

You looked at her in sympathy and shook your head. "Not at all! I just would love to meet with the little guy you were talking about! He sounds like a very sweet kid and I even brought a gift for him but too bad that he isn't here..."

You pouted and fake-cried while bringing your presents, a monkey plushie and an owl plushie.

"These are my sister's gifts to you two, when she learnt that I was going to meet with another animal lover, she wanted me to give this to you and Antonio...Ah!"

A little hand grabbed both your and Mirabel's gift underneath the bed, causing you two to look at each other knowingly. You let Mirabel crawl under the bed while getting up and bending on the ground to see the little boys troubled face. AHAHAHA SOO CUTE...

"Hello there! My name is (Y/N)! I'm glad to meet you!"

At your smiling face and enthusiasm, he smiled shyly at took your hand to shake, muttering a quiet hello. You sat on the ground in front of them, not wanting to bother the privacy, and craned your neck to look at the little kid even if it hurt your neck.

You watched their interaction fondly, wondering why you and your cousin can't be that nice to each other. Mirabel, seeing the look on your face, widened her eyes upon thinking that they left you out, causing her to bang her head. Chuckling at he duo, you stopped her from getting out.

"It's okay Mirabel, I was just thinking about my jerk of a cousin..."

"Language!"

You looked at Antonio and after realizing you just cursed in front of a kid, you blushed hard and made Antonio laught at you as well, easing his nerves. After hearing his worries about everything possibly going down, you frowned and brought your hand next to your face.

"If anybody tells you bad things, whether you get a gift or not, just come and tell me... I throw hands pretty nice..."

You whispered the last part, making him giggle and Mirabel gaping at you.

"You can't punch someone, Y/N!! And what have I told you? Stop getting into fights!"

"What? I just said that he would have a cool friend who can defend her cool friend if needed! What's wrong with- WHY IS SOMETHING ALWAYS THROWN AT ME?!"

As soon as you felt the hit of the clock on your arm, you let out a huge whine but seeing that Casita was the one who did it, you acted as if you were hurt.

"I'd expect this from everyone but not you, Casita... Oh, Dios mio! What have I done to deserve this!"

Seeing you so carefree and Casita trying to say sorry with using the bricks finally made him relax and move out of the bed, hugging you.

"Thanks a lot, señorita (Y/L/N)! You're a good friend just as Mirabel told us to be! Uhm... May I... ask..."

When a sudden shyness came upon him, you had to control your every being from squeezing him hard to your chest because god damn it you never thought you loved kids that much!!

I'm too young to have kids, I'm too young to have kids...

~~~~~~~

With Mirabel and Antonio in front of you, your trio went down to see his whole family waiting for him. They hugged him and encouraged him while stepping out. The one who didn't immediately go was Camilo. He stood there for a few seconds, making both his cousin and brother arch an eyebrow.

"Will I... See you later, mi mariposa?"

Your heart started to beat faster and your face heated up, just like the boy in front of you. He was coughing to mask it but he was also so nervous. His brother meant a lot to him but you...

You were his entire purpose of life...

"I shouldn't have trusted that bird, what kind of a corny thing is-"

"Of course you will, after all I still need to meet with everyone in the family!"

He beamed at you, showing his child-like joy which made the duo gape at you. He then fixed his clothes and smiled in a way he hoped was charming and went out to stand with his family.

When the curtains opened to reveal the little kid, he didn't walk like you and Mirabel expected. He pointed at you to come and stand next to him and you waved your hand around, being nervous like him. Damn these emotions, they changed my whole state easily...

"I'm not from the family, Mirabel can walk with you!" you whisper yelled at him while trying to push Casita away, mumbling that Abuela would probably kill you because an outsider was with her nieto.

"But I need you too..."

Welp, that's it, I'm going no matter what! You can deal with some people staring at you and Abuela judging you but this kid needs to relax... Let's go girl!!

~~~~

"These people are not humans..."

"The amount of energy they have is out of this world..."

You and your cousin stood there shocked, tired to your cores and looked at everyone who was having the time of their lives. It turned out it was useless to worry so much since the kid had a gift related to animals.

You and your cousin were talking to someone from the town when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to see a bashful Camilo looking at you almost shyly. You smiled at him and fully turned to avoid your cousin's stare.

"Hola, Camilo! So how does it feel like to relax finally? Everyone has been so nervous!"

"I swear to God, she sounds like an angel..."

Camilo almost fell to the claws of daydreaming again when he heard you talking. He wanted you to talk to him and him only but remembered that he needs to win your heart.

"Ah, yes that... It's great actually! I always believed in my brother but calming mi mamí was hard hehe..."

The thing which interrupted him was the gurgling of your stomach. Remembering you didn't have much food except Julietta's amazing, spectacular, unique arepá, you winced since your stomach was begging to eat. Camilo, as if someone pushed his buttons, immediately went to grab some food and drinks for you two while a bunch of kids came to your side to ask questions about where you were coming from while introducing the town to you.

" And this is Luisa! If we leap at her, she'd most certainly catch us all!!"

"N-No wait!! I'M CAMIL-"

Yeah, well it was already late since the plates and cups smashed to ground and Camilo was wheezing in pain while punching the ground. You ran to him and looked at him in worry while holding his arm to help him while giggling.

" You don't have to act like someone you aren't, Camilo. I like your mischievous side after all, soulmate!"

And that was the moment he knew you were the one for him but what made him stop was what you called him.

Soulmate...

"Wa-wait! YOU KNEW I WAS YOUR SOULMATE?!"

You giggled and nodded your head. He didn't care everyone was looking at you, he hugged you thightly and kissed your neck while letting out a happy squeal. Everyone cheered around you and Pepa let out a huge rainbow around.

"MY SON FOUND HIS SOULMATE!! WELCOME HER INTO OUR TOWN!"

He kissed your forehead after setting you down, and you held onto his arms while he was holding your waist, smiling lovingly at you. Before he can take you away to his room and show you his soulpet while thanking him, the frantic voice of your friend boomed around.

"THE HOUSE IS IN DANGER!"

~~~~~~~

" Okay, so did I get this right: You had a vision about Mirabel and ME, got worried about her since you didn't know the meaning of it so you broke it and ran away, but actually didn't, started to live in the walls and now won't come back?"

Bruno sat in front of you like a child being scolded and fiddled with the end of his poncho. You crossed your arms over your chest and sighed deeply.

"There is one more thing we need to talk, though..."

At Mirabel's edgy voice, you and Bruno both turned to look at her but seeing the look on her face, you took a step back.

"How about you, also having powers but not telling anyone?"

"Mirabel, I already told you that I didn't want to say anything because-"

"Because you pitied me?"

"Because I didn't want you feel bad even when you're with me!"

You both were panting because of your angers while Bruno sat there shocked.

"You-You also have powers? How..."

"Your family isn't the only one with magic..."

"How many?"

You raised your brows at Mirabel's question and she repeated her question.

"How many families?"

Hesitating to answer, you still did it to not to anger her more. She then nodded her head unbelivably while laughing softly to herself. When she was about to open her mouth, sensing that you two were about to have a fight, Bruno spoke.

" Is your power related to flame or fire?Because-"

" I don't want to hear it, tío. I don't even know why you are trying to help me."

You widened your eyes at her words, heart at your throat.

"What... What do you mean, Mirabel? I'm your friend-"

"But not the family..."

And with that your heart broke into millions of pieces, and you winced in pain while holding your heart. Already having an idea what was about to happen.

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hey! so i love wanda and i was wondering if you could write one kind of enemies to lovers or something like that where reader and wanda don't get along well, jealous scene or maybe a very suggestive fight. very angst but happy fluffy ending please

Enemies to lovers owns my whole gay heart and I CANNOT write it without there being sexual tension so xksksjsks smut alert

@g-cordelia hope it's okay to combine your request with this too so there's a healthy dose of angst and fluff with it

"Please don't go."

"Don't you fucking lie to me."

Warnings: choking, fingering, spanking, strap on sex, mentions of oral and hints at mild injury

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"Your actions jeopardised the whole mission." Steve said sternly before raising his voice when he saw he received no reaction from you or the redhead. "Whatever is going on between you has to stop!"

"You say that like it's ever been any different." Natasha added.

The pair that usually felt like the protective big brother and sister of the team where acing the role of disappointed parents. Admittedly that did make you feel bad, but Wanda showed no signs of giving an apology and you would be damned if you did first.

Natasha and Steve waited for any kind of response from either of you and got nothing. You and Wanda continued to glare at each other from opposite sides of the table, your stubnorness stopping either of you from looking at the two standing at the head of the table.

"Just write up your reports." Steve sighed, giving into the tension of the room before anyone else. If it had been just you, Wanda and Natasha there was no telling how long you'd be in there.

You both got up from the table at the same time, still refusing to break eye contact.

"Y/n stay behind a minute." Oh so they're switching it up to disappointed teachers now. Your attention fell to Steve in a look of confusion although that didn't mean you missed the smirk that played on the corner of Wanda's lips. You cursed her like a sailor in your head and hoped she heard but her back was to you and she was strolling out the room.

"I thought you guys were getting better." Steve sighed as he leant against the table.

"We were when we didn't have to talk to each other." You said honestly. There had been a few weeks prior where you and Wanda had had no missions together and therefore had no reason to talk or train with one another.

"You can't resort to avoiding each other as a way to solve your problems. All that does is make things escalate even more when you're actually together which will inevitably happen. Because believe it or not you two are on the same side and have to act like it." Natasha said sternly. You stared down at the table and thought about how how her words were. But it wasn't like you had that warning before.

When the pair infront of you knew you weren't going to say anything in response Steve filled the silence once again. "You're both suspended from missions until you can learn to work together." He decided.

"What?!" You cried as you snapped your head towards them and stood up. "You can't be serious."

"Deadly." Natasha said. You looked frantically between the two in disbelief.

"Alright." You said finally and clenched your jaw. You turned around and left the room without objection from the two Avengers, heading straight towards Wanda's room.

You never really knew why you and Wanda never got on. Maybe it was because she reminded you so much of the popular girls in high school you always envied while wanting them in your bed...no, it definetly couldn't be that. You just didn't know what.

It didn't take long to get there when you were walking like you were out for blood, that wouldn't be an unexpected result of what you planned. You banged on her door several times in a closed fist so it didn't take her long to answer.

She looked concerned when she opened the door and as soon as she realised it was you that same smirk from the meeting room fell back into place.

"Did they ground you?" She asked as she leant against the doorframe.

"Suspended." You spat. A shit eating grin started to appear but you wiped that off her face instantly. "Both of us."

"What the fuck? I didn't-"

"Yes you fucking did and now I'm paying for it too. You wanna know the best part? We can't go back in the field until we can work together nicely." You said bitterly.

"Why don't they just keep us on separate missions?"

"You can go ask them that later. Right now we're training." You said simply and you grabbed her forearm and pulled her out of her room down the corridor.

"We just got back." Wanda argued but followed you anyway after slapping your hand off her.

"Not prepared to put the work in, witchy?" You mocked, not looking at her as you marched through the compound.

"Don't call me that?" Wanda warned as she kept your pace.

"What are you gonna do? Read my mind?" You continued to taunt as you arrived in the gym and made your way to the mats.

Wanda put her red jacket on the floor and stepped away to take up her position as she eyed you. "I could snap all your bones into pieces so small they could be mistaken for ash." Wanda said stoicly.

"I don't think that's gonna get you another mission." You replied calmly, knowing that while there was a truth to Wanda's words she would never give you more than a split lip or bloody nose in the worst training sessions.

"Don't be a smartass y/n, it doesn't suit you." Your jaw clenched at her words.

Without warning, the entirety of your right arm lit up in flames and was aimed at Wanda in an instant.

You sent a wave of fire her way that she swiftly engulfed in her powers and sent back towards you. She looked less than impressed from your warningless attack.

"That was tacky." She said.

"I know, seemed fitting for you." You grinned but stopped when the red mist surrounded your body and lifted you into the air before a larger wave of fire was sent hurtling down to the redhead. The wall of fire blocked her view of you and subsequently dropped you to the ground as she dealt with the flames.

As soon as you landed and the fire parted you sent another blast Wanda's way only for her to do the exact same thing. You both ducked at the same time, your powers hitting opposite walls and leaving marks Tony would be on your asses about when he found out.

Wanda was clearly thinking the same thing. "We can't use our powers in an enclosed space, especially not yours." She said, her accent thickly woven into her voice.

"Okay then, let's see if Natasha's lessons have paid off." You said as you raised your fists and got into your defensive stance. Wanda mirrored you the way she had been taught and narrowed her eyes.

"They definelty have." She insisted as her eyes flickered over your form to try and identify your weak points already in a very obvious way.

"Just try to keep up." You mocked and swiftly moved to swipe her legs out from under her but she was surprisingly prepared. She jumped up to avoid your attack and kicked her leg out mid air and landed it on the center of your chest. You stumbled back in shock while Wanda looked very proud of herself. The last time you saw Wanda train it was clear she wasn't familiar with close range hand to hand combat. You hadn't expected her to improve so significantly in such a short amount of time.

You gritted your teeth and went for her stomach this time which she easily avoided but wasn't expecting another attack to follow so quickly. She blocked the continuous blows from you until you saw your moments and kicked one of her legs out from under her. Your mistake was thinking you succeeded the moment she was down because she spun around and kicked both of your legs out. You caught yourself partly as Wanda stood up so you were on kneeling.

Wanda's smirk was quick to take place when she saw your position, not missing the opportunity. "You look good when you're on your knees." She quipped.

Your eyes widened at her boldness and a heat rose up your neck that you knew wasn't your powers. You rolled back on the balls of your feet and swiftly stood up to look anywhere but the smug redhead infront of you.

"No snarky remark for that?" She challenged and you charged at her again. Anger feuled your attacks making them miscordinated and all round bad.

"Shut the fuck up, Maximoff." You huffed and made her grin even more at the clear signs that she was getting to you.

One of your punches was pushed to the side and Wanda took the chance to show you just how much she had learnt from Nat. You weren't entirely sure how she even did it it was so quick. Your arm was outstretched behind your back painfully due to Wanda's unrelenting grip on it and made it that much easier to push one of your legs down onto the floor. She held you like that for longer than necessary, soaking up the view of you struggling in her grasp.

"Get off." You snapped and winced when she pulled your arm back more.

"What's the magic word?" She teased.

"Now." You demanded. She tutted and pulled harder. "Maximoff!" You ordered through the pain. She leaned down beside you as her voice dropped to a low whisper.

"Beg." It was one word but you couldn't deny the effect it had on you. It was as though her light breath on your ear shot throughout your body and settled in a place you really didn't want it to.

You were about to object and tell her to stop being a bitch but her grip tightened and she pulled to a point where you thought your arm might just snap off under any more pressure.

"Please." You cried through gritted teeth. She instantly let go all too quickly and you collapsed onto the mat on your front. You heard her chuckle menacingly but cut herself off when Nat appeared in the doorway.

"We told you to write up your reports, not train." Natasha scolded as she watched you massage your shoulder and glare at Wanda.

"Sorry, just got a bit carried away." Wanda smiled, her innocent and sweet act that she put up for everyone except you returning. "Y/n's had enough now anyway." She smirked to herself.

"Fucking psycho." You muttered loud enough for her to hear but not Nat. Her jaw visibly clenched from that making you revel in the small victory as you finally got up from the mat.

"Just get on with the reports." Nat sighed and turned to leave as Wanda called out.

"On it."

"Aww, you trying to be a good girl, Maximoff?" You mocked as the pain subsided and your need to overrule what had happened came through.

"I don't have the time to stress over that, not when I'm busy putting brats in their place." Wanda said as she advanced towards you with a look you had only ever seen aimed at those you were fighting against.

"What?" You whispered as you backed up and felt your back hit the wall. Wanda's hand came up suddenly and wrapped itself around your throat firmly and cut off your breathing. Your eyes widened as you grabbed at her hands but she didn't budge. She looked amused at your efforts as her head tilted slightly to the side.

"And you certainly need to learn your place." She took her hand away and left you gasping for air for a split second before grabbing your arm and pulling you out of the gym.

You stumbled a little as you tried to keep up with Wanda's long strides you could usually match. Your whole body was already trembling in anticipation, more so by the tension filled silence between you both as you travelled through the compound and ended up outside the redhead's room.

She opened her door and shoved you into her room swiftly. You didn't have much chance to take in your surroundings because the Sokovian gripped the back of your neck and forced you to lay on your stomach on her bed.

She made quick work of your clothes, discarding them to some soon forgotten about corner.

You turned your head to the side and gripped the sheets as you felt Wanda's slim fingers trialing up the back of your thighs before she gripped them roughly and forced them apart and lifted your lower half up. Her fingers returned and glided along your drippikg folds, collecting your arousal as she reveled in the effect she had on you.

"What was it that made you this wet, slut? Was it being on your knees for me? Begging me? Or did you enjoy the pain? I bet you enjoyed me choking you too." She chuckled darkly and didn't wait for you to respond.

She slipped two fingers inside your soaking cunt without warning making you gasp out in pleasure. Her fingers curled inside you beautifully, brushing some kind of nerve ending every second they were buried inside you. She had you a moaning, quivering mess in no time.

"Wanda...fuck! Right there, oh God!" She snickered against your skin as she worked her fingers expertly. Even then she wanted to test you. Well it was more that she was setting you up for failure.

"Shut the fuck up. I don't want to hear another sound from that whiny mouth." She ordered and you couldn't help but shiver from her dominant nature.

Of course it didn't last long. Her fingers felt so damn perfect inside you and you couldn't help but moan at the unspeakable pleasure.

She brought her hand down fast and landed it on your ass with a harsh smack that echoed through the room. She did it to both of your asscheeks until they were bright red and you were trembling. The sadistic redhead didn't stop there, she continued to rain down smacks that edged you further to your edge with the pleasurable pain.

Soon, you were moaning into the air as you came around Wanda's slim fingers, desperatly clenching around them in an attempt to prolong the pleasure. Thankfully, she kept pumping her fingers inside you, not caring when the overstimulation kicked in. She even started scissoring her fingers inside you, stretching your walls in a way that has you whimper loudly.

"Gotta stretch you a little to get you ready for my piece, sweetheart." She said in a sinister tone. "There's no way you'd be able to take it otherwise, it's already going to reck you with its size." She husked into your ear and withdrew her fingers, spanking you again when you whined.

Wanda got off the bed and disappeared into her closet, shortly returning with a large strap secured around her waist and pointed at you. You whimpered at the sight of it, not sure you could handle its size.

The Sokovian kneeled behind you and gripped your hips with both her hands as she lined up the strap with your entrance.

"I'm going to fill you up so nicely, Princess. Gonna have your cumming in no time." She husked, her voice dripping with lust.

A scream was ripped from your throat when Wanda thrust the entirety of the strap into your pussy. She set about her harsh, abusing pace instantly and preened at the sound of the pleasure filled cries that left you.

She grabbed a fistful of your hair and slammed your head down into the pillows on your side do she could still hear all of your desperate moans. The rough action earned the redhead a cry of her name.

Her pace was unrelenting, everytime she thrust back into you she somehow managed to hit deeper, pounding the toy against the most sensitive and pleasurable part of your cunt.

"Mommy!" You moaned loudly, not realising your slip up until the words left your lips. Your eyes widened and you feared Wanda's response, but what you got was a smack from the redhead that stung your ass in the best way. Her fucked you with increasing vigor too, wanting you title to spill from your lips again. And it did. Over and over, each time going straight to Wanda's pussy.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." You whimpered as you gripped onto the sheets tighter to prepare yourself for your release. But Wanda pulled the strap out the the very tip and held it there as she leant over to whisper in your ear.

"Beg me." She ordered and you whimpered again. It wasn't like you hadn't already submitted to the red head you hated but begging would be something that would loom over you for a while.

Your thoughts clashed with the overwhelming need from your pussy as it desleratly tried to clamp down on the tip that didn't provide nearly enough pleasure.

"Please, Wanda." You whispered.

"Please who?" She asked sweetly, clearly testing you making you groan.

"Please, mommy just let me cum." You whined and Wanda smacked your ass hard. She edged the dildo in further ever so slowly and stopped again.

"Mommy, please! I need to cum." You tried again, desperation seeping into your voice. Wanda hummed.

"I can see that." She mused as she rubbed small circles on your throbbing and soaked clit. "I just don't see why I should, brat." She punctuated the name with a harsh slap to your ass again and you caught onto what she was hinting at.

"Please, I'll...I'll be so good for you, mommy."

"Yeah, baby?"

"Yes! Please mommy I'll be so so good for you. Just please please let me c-" You were abruptly cut off by your own whorish moan as Wanda snapped her hips forwards and filled you up entirely.

One of her hands tangled itself in your hair and forced your head down into the pillows, not stopping your incoherent babbles filling the room along with the sound of your pussy being fucked by Wanda and her thighs slapping against yours.

The Sokovian tugged on your hair again so your head was off the pillow.

"I'm gonna cum!" You cried out into the air.

"That's it, baby. Soak my fucking cock." And with that demand you came harder than you ever had around Wanda's strap and moaned continuously as the redhead prolonged your pleasure by continuing to pound into you.

But it soon became too much for your sensitive pussy. You squirmed away from Wanda but she placed one hand on the middle of your back to keep you flat against the bed.

"Too much." You managed to say, however the redhead didn't seem to care.

"I'm nowhere near done with you, Princess."

*

Laying panting and gripping onto Wanda's bedsheets like a lifeline wasn't exactly what you expected to be doing on a Thursday night. You were drenched in sweat and although Wanda had pulled out the toy minutes prior, you were sure you could still feel it filling you up, the faint throbbing a forewarning of what was to come.

It took you a while to gather the strength to get up. With anyone else you probably would have just stayed the night in their bed, but you weren't sure you could do that with Wanda. Although she wouldn't kick you out, you didn't like the thought of sleeping beside the redhead. It seemed far too...soft? Whatever it was, you were sure Wanda would agree.

You searched for your clothes while she took a most likely deliberately long shower, images of her naked figure covered in water invading your mind.

Once you cursed them away they were just replaced with flashes of what you had been doing for all those hours, remembering how she pulled on your hair as she praised you when you went down on her. Of course you did that while on your knees.

What happened between you and Wanda wasn't a one time thing. In fact it became increasingly common until you were in each other's beds almost every night. You would have been fuck buddies if you had considered each other a friend.

It worked. You and Wanda were able to work out your pent up frustration towards each other in a way that didn't hurt one another....well, if that didn't include the scratches along Wanda's back and the constant aching between your legs.

You didn't even make snide comments about each other in meetings or during training. You were able to keep everything in the bedroom.

The success of what you two had going forced you to ignore the noteable change in feelings you had towards Wanda. You saw her differently but couldn't quite tell how. Sometimes it was as though the unplaceable emotion you had towards her from from start spiked and other times you were purely confused.

It was always most prominent after she made you crash over the edge of bliss or when she came undone beneath you. Those moments when your bodies went limp and you were caught up in each other's embrace because you didn't have the energy to move. Hearing her exhausted breathing match her rising and falling chest and faint heartbeat if you had your head on her chest. Those tender moments were the ones that caught you off guard.

You refused to make a big deal out of it though. You refused to investigate your feelings or even acknowledge them. What you had with Wanda was the most efficient thing you could do. You didn't want to muck it up but you knew it couldn't go on forever. Another labelless feeling emerged at that thought.

Natasha was the only one who knew what you were doing. Neither of you told her, the spy was able to figure it all out on her own quickly and confronted you both about it once, only saying to be careful. That was the only time she addressed it verbally but you could always feel her watching you both carefully when you trained.

You thought it was going great. You and Wanda had finally been cleared for a mission that you would both be on, the team certainly needed the man power. That was until Nat told you otherwise.

"What do you mean I'm not going?!" You exclaimed across the room. You had seen Nat in the meeting room looking up something on her tablet and had gone in to enquire something about the mission that was long forgotten.

"I've thought about it and you and Wanda still aren't deemed the most reliable when put together for a mission, with this one being as important as it is we can't afford to make mistakes." Natasha sighed.

"So why don't you take Wanda off the mission? I have more experience."

"Her powers are perfectly fitted to this mission, we need her."

"And not me." You knew you came across as petty, but you had been dying to go back into the field.

"Y/n." Nat tried but you scoffed and glared at the screens with those assigned to the mission. Your eyes found Wanda's picture first and your jaw clenched at the sight of her ridiculously attractive face.

"What did she say to you?" You demanded as something clicked in your brain.

"She didn't say anything, this is my judgement." Natasha began but you didn't buy it.

"We both know if it was you you would have told me as soon as you decided it. You had no issue with me and Wanda being on this mission before. Hell, you cleared us both for the field." Nat glanced down at her tablet guiltily as she searched her brain for another hopeless lie.

"This is unbelievable." You scoffed and turned sharply on your heels to storm out of the room, ignoring your name being called by Nat.

You soon found Wanda in the kitchen making herself a coffee as she hummed softly. You willed your brain to ignore the warmth you got from seeing the redhead in her own, peaceful world.

"Do you have a problem with me?" You demanded, snapping her out of her trance. She visibly figited when she saw you approach her and lean on the edge of the kitchen island on you hands with an expectant look.

"No?" She said, seeming unsure.

"Don't you fucking lie to me." She seemed startled by your increasing aggression.

"What are you talking about?" She asked as she stirred her drink.

"Don't play dumb with me, Maximoff. You got me off the mission!" Wanda stopped her movements as she froze, clearly caught off guard by your discovery. Given how Nat had acted you guessed you weren't meant to find out it was Wanda who said something.

"It's for the best." She finally said but avoided your eye.

"It is not your place to decide what's best for me, you don't get to do that." You argued.

"There should only be a few people on the mission." She tried.

"I know that, I've seen the intel. But we already discussed that those people should be powered. Why am I being taken off?" You demanded again.

"It's dangerous." She muttered as she stared down at her drink.

"It's my fucking job. You think I don't know that."

"Of course you do, but there's a bigger risk than the usual missions we've been on. A bigger risk of you getting hurt." She muttered the last bit, like she wasn't entirely sure she wanted you to hear her. Granted, Wanda showing concern for your safety was new.

"Any one of us could get hurt." You said, lowering your voice marginally.

"But it's you I'm worried about." She insisted. It was your turn to become uncomfortable, shifting slightly under her gaze that held something new.

"I can take care of myself." You said as you crossed your arms, feeling a sudden defensive need to protect yourself.

"I know... but I care about you." You exhaled slowly, becoming increasingly uncomfortable at the tone of her voice. "If something happened to you..." She continued, "I don't know what I would do." Her voice was barely above a whisper, the softness laced in it undeniable. It sparked something in you. Something you didn't want to accept.

"Good luck on your mission, Maximoff." You said through gritted teeth and went to leave but Wanda was behind you instantly and took ahold of your hand to pull you back.

"Wait, I wasn't done-"

"Well I am." You snapped and yanked your hand out of her grip.

"What..?" She said slowly.

"If you don't want to work with me then we won't, no need to keep fucking anymore." You huffed and went to walk away.

"That wasn't what I-"

"Stop!" It wasn't a cry of anger. It was pure desperation. Your pleading look took Wanda by surprise and pained her to see. "Just stop before you say something you can't unsay." You said shakily. Your unspoken message was received. You didn't want to hear about Wanda's feelings towards you. She just didn't know it was because you were afraid that it would uncover what you had been feeling all along. You couldn't handle it. You were scared.

Wanda nodded, defeated, and let you go. You were filled with grief as you walked away, your footsteps feeling heavier than usual. You wanted to look back, to go back to her. But you couldn't.

*

You distracted yourself with a particularly ruthless training session the day of Wanda's mission. Carol showed you no mercy in sparring, weight lifting and boxing - even encouraging power use every now and then. But your mind still wandered to the redhead the way it usually did.

When you finally collapsed on the mat in defeat Carol chuckled and tossed you your waterbottle before encouraging an ice bath and strolling out of the gym for her evening flight.

You stayed on the floor for a while after you finished your water, only stopping staring up at the ceiling when Nat's outline blocked the lights. You sat up and looked at her hopefully, seeing that she was back from monitoring the mission and didn't seem distraught or upset.

"How did it go?" You asked as she sat down across from you.

"It was a success." She said but she didn't seem all that happy.

"And everyone's okay?" You asked cautiously. Nat gave a half shug and sighed lightly.

"There was ice - a lot if it and it was so cold. Dangerously cold." Nat started. You tried not to clench your jaw or show any signs of annoyance, knowing there was no need to point out that mission was fitted for you and your powers that would have guaranteed everyone's safety.

"Wanda got a little cut up, it was impossible to fight on that ground." You eyed the door and bit your lip, refraining from giving in to the urge to go see her.

"She doesn't want to talk to anyone right now, but she needs seeing to the cut." Nat said as she placed a first aid kit down infront of you. She was back already? And why did you have the kit?

"She won't see anyone either." Nat said before you could verbally question her. It took a moment for you to understand what she was saying.

"I don't think she wants to see me, Nat." You said as you pushed it back her way only for her to toss it into your lap.

"Goddmit, y/n. Can you two stop dancing around each other and actually talk?!" She exclaimed.

"We tried that-"

"Talking, y/n, not shouting or arguing. Talking." She said firmly and got up before you could protest further.

You pondered over what Natasha said for a while. You knew she had a good point, that talking was exactly what you should have done from the start, but it was just another thing that frightened you.

"Your job is facing your fears." You muttered aloud to yourself.

You finally got up from the ground, first aid kit in hand, and trudged along the compound towards Wanda's room. You tried to figure out what you could say on the way. But it all came out a jumbled mess that made no sense. Multiple times you stopped in the hallways and considered turning back before convincing yourself to keep going.

You knocked softly on Wanda's door and was surprised that it opened for you. The redhead in question was sat on her bed with a pillow in her lap, fiddling with her hands the way she always did when she was anxious or deep in thought. That evening it was both.

She glanced up at you as you closed the door but turned back to her pillow quickly when you gave her a short smile that didn't quite meet your eyes.

Regardless, you cautiously walked towards her bed and sat down next to her with the small box between you. You brought one of your legs up under you so you could face Wanda and eyed the cut above her eyebrow in concern. She still didn't say anything, neither did you.

You opened up the small box and got out a pack of wound closure strips and carefully unwrapped one. Wanda didn't object to you gently holding the area around her cut as you placed the strip on and lightly smoothed over the edges until you were sure it would stay on.

"I let my emotions cloud my judgement." She mumbled as you prepped another strip.

"It happens to all of us." You said.

"But I didn't listen to you. I should have." You sighed and stopped unwrapping the strip to look up at the redhead and watch her closely. She looked back at you with a guilty and pained expression that was full of regret.

"Yeah." You nodded slowly as you went back to the medical tape and raised your hands to put it on but the Sokovian held your wrist to stop you. "What's done is done, so just let me put these on and we're good." You said but she still didn't let go.

"Just like that?" She questioned.

"The mission was a success. If I'd had been there you wouldn't have gotten hurt, that's all."

"You were really mad though." She continued and you put your hands down to rest them, not failing to notice that Wanda was still holding your wrist but with a much lighter grip.

"It's hard to stay mad at you." You admitted.

"You've always been mad at me."

"Well it wasn't exactly like you were the friendliest person to me." You pointed out. "I was never mad at you, Wanda. I just hated that... that you made me feel something I've never trusted, so I didn't trust you. It was never your fault, I was unfair." You admitted as you stared down at the tape the whole time, afraid to meet the redhead's eyes.

"What did you feel?" Wanda asked, her voice void of emotion making it more difficult for you to say. You gulped as you continued to stare at the tape, willing yourself to give Wanda the answer she needed. The answer she deserved.

"Love." You voice shook. "I loved... love you." You were shaking more as you finally looked up at Wanda. Her eyes were wide and her lips slightly parted like there was a million thoughts trying to be heard but without the ability to.

She didn't say anything for a while. A long while. She stared at you in disbelief then at her pillow as though it would give her all the answers.

Tears rushed to your eyes that you tried to blink away as your head swam with curses to yourself for admitting your feelings. You had opened up and been vulnerable to Wanda, and the result was the exact reason you had sworn to never do it again.

Once you were sure she wasn't going to say anything to you, you took it as your cue to leave. To leave so Wanda could prepare her rejection speech for you. However, as soon as you put your hand to the door she spoke out.

"Please don't go."

You turned around slowly and met her light brown eyes you had always found impossible not to get lost in when you had your fingers or tongue inside her. You timidly went back to the bed and paused before sitting down next to her, facing the wall instead of her this time.

"I thought it was one sided." She started and you felt yourself begin to shake with nerves again. "I thought you didn't love me back." You looked to Wanda quickly and searched her features for any signs of a lie, any signs that she was setting you up to push you down but she was gazing back at you longingly with tears glistening in her eyes.

"When you confronted me about the mission, I was going to say it then, you knew that." You squeezed your eyes shut and nodded, remembering the fear you felt in that moment.

"I wasn't ready, I thought I wouldn't ever be but," You took a deep breath "I want to try, for you." You took ahold of Wanda's hand to reiterate your point. "I care about you too Wanda, so much. More than I could ever express or even handle and I didn't know what to do about it. I mean we've tried a fair few things now," You both laughed a little, "but it I don't think any of them are going to work as well as accepting it and...and I don't know." You looked to her for guidance because fuck did you need it. You needed Wanda to guide you down whatever path you chose to take, as long as she was there with you.

"Maybe we could start with something small." She suggested with a small smile that made her eyes shine.

"Like a coffee date?" You tried.

"Exactly like that." She confirmed, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Then I'll pick you up around 2." You said cheesily making Wanda laugh. "But first, I have to finish tending to this cut." You declared as you turned around to face her entirely and crossed your legs under you, pausing for a moment to give Wanda a short and sweet kiss.

[rukia-writes]

Shanks x naive! Marine! Reader

Part 1

Setting: canon/movie (Return of the Gran Tesoro)

It was nearly noon and three weeks since Shanks met Sengoku’s beautiful daughter and ever since then the pirate had been moping around the red force. Thinking of how he could see her again along with other thoughts. However, there was an obstacle in his way. While it wasn’t the marines or any admiral it was Sengoku himself, the man detested pirates.

Shanks thought of talking to him but he knew that wouldn’t work out so well.

In his cabin Shanks had his lip pursed up with a sad face, Benn in all his years of knowing Shanks had never seen him like this. Sighing Benn wished his captain would come out of his funk and just as he thought this Lucky Roo waved a newspaper in Shanks face.

“Look! Look who is in the newspaper!”

Shanks eventually grabbed the newspaper with his pout still until he saw the huge section featuring (Name) headline saying “Beautiful marine tells all!” Shanks made an unrecognizable sound as his emotions did a 360 as his smile was as bright as ever, his crew mates thought it was the sweetest thing.

The interviewer asked her a bunch of questions from “What is your favorite food?” To “What is Sengoku like?” Shanks learned a lot about the marine and if his crew mates knew any better turning into a fan boy.

An emperor of the sea turning into a fan boy.

“Should we remind him?”

“Let him have his joy for a bit Benn.”

Benn wanted to remind Shanks that (Name) was off limits not because she was marine but because of Sengoku. In any case the crew mates decided to let their captain enjoy himself for a few minutes as he thought to himself what was the sweet and innocent marine up to.

”and then he told me “You should definetly change the marine colors to pink and white. Blue is so old fashioned.” and I told him “You are so right. We’ve had this lame color since the beginning of time and its definitely time to change colors.” Then we talked for another hour or so before we went out seperate ways. That Ace is really nice. So is his tan-omg he told me how he tans-“

Sengoku knew his daughter could talk for days with out even realizing it as he sat his desk frustrated to the max that once again his daughter let another pirate go and not just any pirate but Portgas D. Ace. However, it was his fault in asking for a report at a very late hour, but he was a busy man and he needed her report. (Name) had her pajamas and sleep mask on while painting her nails her favorite color. The goat would try to lick the nail polish a few times but (Name) stopped him just in time.

“(Name), we’ve been thru this letting pirates go is unacceptable.”

“Yeah, but he was so nice and he bought me drink. So did that one pirate…oh..what was his name..Um..oh yeah Smoker.”

“…Smoker? Smoker is a marine-“

Sengoku ahead to chuckle at his daughter before he quickly turned serious.

“What is Smoker doing giving you a drink?!”

“Well, he offered to give me one of his cigars. But I turned that down, so instead he bought me a drink last week. It was pink too and smoke was coming out of it and we had lunch too. It was really nice, he was nice for pirate.”

“He’s a marine, I told you. A captain.”

“…he is? Oh my god he is! My fault.”

“Anything else happened?”

“Not that I can think of-oh! And can you please tell Sakazuki to stop looking at me?! He’s always staring at me. Old man.”

Sengoku let out a confused laugh as he was confused by his daughter catching Sakazuki looking at her but also laughing at her calling him an old man.

“What do you mean he’s always looking at you?”

“I mean like, he always gives me these scary glares and turns away. But then I catch him just staring at me-is it because I keep letting pirates go?”

“Most likely. I’ll have talk with him. Don’t worry.”

“Aw, thanks dad. You’re the best as always.”

The two chatted a bit longer talking about family and current events before (Name) retired to her quarters to read some of her fan mail while Sengoku had to stay up and finish some paper work.

A few days later Sengoku noticed that (Name) had a lot of fan mail, apparently the interview was quite popular among the citizens, marines and pirates. Sengoku didn’t think much of it and was actually proud so many people liked his daughter.

When (Name) told him she was going on vacation and wouldn’t be back for a few weeks he was really taken back, however it was most welcome since she it had been awhile since she had a vacation.

It wasn’t like a emperor wrote her fan letter and told her to meet her on the Gran Tesoro.

“Shanks! You made it!”

“Of course, I’m glad you could make it-“

Shanks had been in a few fights in his life time but he was certainly amazed by how tight she could hug him, after getting some air in his lungs he looked to see her how much luggage she had, which was a lot.

“(Name), we are only here for a week.”

“Well, I couldn’t decide what to wear and what to bring. So I brought my cutest clothes and stuff.”

“Well, they say it’s better to be over prepared than not at all. Ready to have some fun?”

“Of course!”

While it was supposed to be a week the two actually stayed three weeks on the Gran Tesoro, having fun from gambling to simply relaxing and taking it easy. (Name) called it the best three weeks of her life, on the last day Shanks told her to keep what happened on the Gran Tesoro a secret. (Name) wasn’t too thrilled about that as she had so much fun with Shanks and wanted to tell her friends but Shanks had his way of making sure she kept their little vacation a secret.

“Keep this and when you get lonely you can talk to it. At least until we meet again.”

“Where did you get this?”

A surprised gasp left (Name)’s lips as she saw the cutest plushy doll immediately taking it from Shanks and cuddling it.

“Gambling. I figured it would help when you’re alone.”

“It will! and it’s pink too! You’re the best!”

While Shanks was expecting another bone crushing hug although a soft kiss on his lips was welcome too. Shanks could feel his heart flutter during the kiss and when (Name) walked on her ship with her plushy doll she blew him a kiss to which Shanks “caught” it with his bright smile.

Thirty days later Sengoku received another request for a vacation from his daughter, and while he really needed the help he didn’t want to upset his daughter so he approved it. On the exception that it wouldn’t be three weeks, pirates were causing havoc and he need the help. The Fleet Admiral did notice his daughter was happier than normal, thinking to himself that vacation she took must have been really fun.

On the Gran Tesoro in the same room Shanks was calmly waiting for a certain marine until the door opened and in walked (Name) with her bright smile and of course with multiple suitcases. Again Shanks had to chuckle at the sight and helped out with her suitcases.

It did cost her a kiss; a price that (Name) was willing to pay.

✨Rukia-Writes✨

[hwangsies]

GALVANISING GREEN

(definition: galvanising (adj): to be affected by something as if by electricity)

pairing: slytherin!hyunjin x slytherin!reader

summary: hyunjin convinces you to break into professor longbottoms greenhouse with him at night, however he didn’t expect you to snoop around and get intoxicated by a plant that doubles as a strong aphrodisiac.

warnings: light angst, bad attempt at lining this up with the generation of harry and co’s children lol, somewhat involuntairy intoxication?, hyunjin is cocky, long flashback again(shocker!) smut as in: implied oral (f receiving), fingering 

6.2 k words,

enjoy <3

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"Psst" you furrow your brows as you concentrate harder on the essay you’re writing for your herbology class.

"Pssst" you hear from your right again as you shake your head.

"Pssssst"

"what??" You snap your head to the right to meet victoires green-turqoise eyes before she flicks a piece of paper at you.

'Open' she mouths to you before giggling inaudibly.

You roll your eyes at what your gryffindor best friend might've just wasted 1 good minute of your time on.

Normally you arent this persistent on getting things done instantly, but you know herbology isn’t something you’re talented at.

If there was a word to describe the opposite of a green thumb, you would use it to describe your talents in herbology.

Every plant you try to be nice to (ranging from harmless to deadly), has either died, attacked you or did nothing good for your grade.

So, already slightly pissed off, you open the neatly folded piece of paper.

Her handwriting is awful, and because she hexed it, the font dances around so it takes you a second to decypher what she had written.

Hwang keeps looking at you like you're his next meal, babe!

Once you read it, a scribbled version of the heart eye emoji appears below the words, slowly opening its mouth to have little drops of animated drool rolling down the paper.

You feel the blood rushing up your neck as you look up, across the long table you were sitting at and to the one next to it, where yours and hyunjins eyes meet.

His lower lip is trapped by his teeth, when he realises you are looking back at him, he releases the rosy flesh and chases it with his tongue before trying , yet failing, to hold back a grin.

You look at victoire next to you.

She grinns widely and whispers, almost completely inaudibly "attagirl"

At which you hastily shake your head and stick your tounge out at her before quickly gathering your things and leaving the big hall with victoires quiet snickering still in earshot.

If she only knew, you think to yourself as you rush down the hallway , pressing your books tighter to your chest.

~flashback to three days ago~

You groaned and let your forhead fall onto your herbology book.

'I hate this' you muttered to yourself in a , what you felt like, never ending loop.

"I feel that" you got startled and whipped your head up as a yelp slipped past your lips.

Hyunjin grinned at you before draping a cloak over the chair and taking a seat across from you at a small table in the slytherin common room; his own books in his hand.

You chuckled embarrasedly as you ran your hand through your hair, trying to make you look somewhat presentable for the handsome boy.

"Dont worry, i dont judge you" he smiled and plopped his books on the table as well "stuck on herbology too, huh?" He peeked over.

"Yea, professor longbottom is going to behead me" you joked "i dont get it, how am i supposed to write an essay about my experiences with magical plants when all i ever get them to do is...die, or nothing at all" you shook your head in defeat.

He giggled cutely as he gathered his chin-length blonde hair in a low pony.

You couldn’t help but stare at him, the way the yellowish lights of the doungeons illuminated his features was too perfect.

The feline eyes ,the blunt nose and his thick lips. In combination with his sharp jawline and dark eyebrows, it was easy to be intimmidated by his looks.

You kind of had a thing for him for a while now, but then again so had almost every girl in your year. Him and his best friend james were by far the most good looking guys in your year.

The difference between hyunjin and his best fried however was that his friend knew he looked good and liked it to be known and acknowledged.

Hyunjin was open-minded and sweet, aslo a little shy from time to time, but he also had his cocky moments, especially with girls.

So they weren’t that different, both being players and heartbreakers to a certain extent.

They were popular due to their success in each of their quidditch teams, hyunjin being the seeker for slytherin and james for gryffindor, following in the footsteps of his famous father.

They started out as rivals but became inseperable over time, successfully breaking the stereotype that gryffindors and slytherins couldnt be friends.

Nowadays the only things they’d get competitive about was quidditch and girls.

Even though hyunjin and you were in the same house and year, you didnt have that much to do with each other.

Due to him being more popular and, well, more talented in everything he did; but also because your friendgroups rarely overlapped.

There was this one time in the 5th year where you two were close to becoming friends.

He had asked you for help with his little cousin who had started dating someone you used to be friends with, around that time you noticed that you liked him for the first time.

In the end, his cousin broke up with said boy and you somehow lost sight of each other again.

And so the crush on him kind of faded into the background, it wasnt something you were always thinking about, but you knew it was there when you spoke to him or when he was too close.

But the stories that you heard from other girls kept you from imagining more with him.

"I dont even know what the last plant was that he showed us in class, i always feel like sleeping" he said laughingly, before opening his book and opening his pot of ink as well.

You chuckled softly in response.

You watched him for a few seconds, reading his book, scratching the back of his head and furrowing his brows while his lips pushed fowards in a pout so cute, you would be insane if you didnt want to kiss it away.

After what felt like an eternity, you looked at the clock to see it was already past 11.

Since it was a friday and you didnt have class the next day, you didn't jump into bed immediately.

"This is bullshit" hyunjin muttered and looked up "what the hell do i know about what this plant looks like, i dont even know how to pronounce the name" he groaned, slightly frustrated.

He pointed to the name written in his book and showed it to you “look”

"Oh, i think i've seen this name on a pot in professor longbottoms greenhouse" you recalled.

"Yea?" You nodded at him.

"Okay" he closed his books and stood up "lets go"

"Huh?" You looked up at him confusedly.

"Lets pay the greenhouse a little visit" he grinned.

"Have you gone mad? No way, do you know in how much trouble we could get into?" You asked rethorically.

"Chill, james lent me this" he held up a dark brown cloak.

"What is that?" You asked, just as unbelieving as before.

"His dads invisibility cloak" he answered quickly "come on, we'll stay there 10 minutes tops, i just want to see what that plant looks like"

"Okay, well have fun doing that, alone" you retorted.

"Noo, y/n i need you to show me to the plant, you know where it is" he pouted.

"Please" he was definetly using his charms, which is why you felt so stupid when you sighed an ‘okay’ after he begged a few more times.

You closed your books and got up as well, hyunjin quickly draping the cloak over the both of you.

"You go in the front, you're smaller" he commented.

"Allright" you muttered and moved in front of him.

"We have to be quiet when we go outside, or the fat lady is gonna snitch on us" you felt his breath over your ear.

"okay" you said shortly, getting nervous over the fact that he was this close behind you.

Once out of the commonroom you walked up the stairs managing to do so without tripping over each other and blowing your cover.

Once you arrived on the ground floor, you headed for the back door, which brought you to the garden and the greenhouses.

The moment you reached out your hand for the door handle, it got pushed open slowly.

Hyunjin pulled you back instantly and pressed himself with his back against the stone wall as he gripped your waist with one hand and held the other over your mouth because somehow he sensed how close you were to yelp out.

What he didn't know was how he made the situation worse for you because your back was pressed against his firmly built chest and your lower back against a certain bulge.

"shh" he breathed against your ear, so quietly you almost didn't hear it.

Mr filch groaned as he stumbled inside and fumbled at the doors lock, the door itself still wide open.

You felt hyunjin push against your waist slightly from behind to get you moving, so you complied.

Quickly rushing outside, you got startled at the loud bang of the heavy door falling close behind you two.

He removed his surprisingly soft hands away from your face, his body however didn't move an inch.

You slightly turned around to him in disbelief.

"now what?" you started freaking out, because how were you going to get back inside?

"what?" he asked back.

"how in the hell are we going to get inside again smartass? He locked the door" you gestured with your hand.

"alohomora?" he answered cockily, at which you flicked his forehead.

"you've been here for 7 years and don't know that that doesn't work on the main doors?" you asked infuriated.

"okay, chill. I know some other ways" he said calmly, still rubbing his forehead.

"what do you mean chill?? What other way-" he cut you off.

"just trust me alright?" you couldn't see him well but his eyes still sparkled in the dark.

So you just sighed.

"come on" he carefully pushed you forwards by your waist; you were pretty sure he would remove them after a few seconds but they stayed there until you entered the greenhouse.

He quickly discarded the cloak and threw it onto the big wooden table in the middle of the spacious house, next to a big book on 'advanced herbology'.

"lumos" you said, making the tip of your wand light up; hyunjin mimicing the same thing.

"now, where did you see this plant?" he asked you.

"uh, I think it was over there in the corner" you pointed to the other side of the house.

"okay" he mumbled and made his way over there.

You looked around yourself and looked at some of the plants, when you heard a thump of some sort.

You whipped your head around to look for hyunjin, you spotted him rubbing his forehead.

"nothing happened" he raised his hands playfully.

You sighed in relief "hurry up, and try not to kill yourself"

"why?" you could hear his grin "cause you'd miss me?" he snickered.

"no, because I’d wanna do that myself if we get caught" you retorted, at which he chuckled.

"ah, got it" he said, holding his wand closer to the plant in the far right corner of the house to get a good look at it.

Turning around, a shimmering dark green flower caught your eye, it shined as if it was reflecting the light from your wand.

You took a few steps towards the window sill, the mysterious flower was standing on, in an equally green pot, on which in a deeper green the words 'galvanising green' were engraved on.

It was sparkling, yet there was a glass dome over the flower; which was weird because no other plant had anything of that sort placed over them.

You thought it was so pretty: the way it sparkled, some sparkles leaning more into a teal color, others more in a deep grass green.The stigma, which was protruding out of the petals was pulsating in a dark ocean green, it was as if it hypnotized you. inviting you to free it and take a closer look.

Slowly you lifted up the dome.

"okay lets go" you heard hyunjin speak somewhere in the distance, but it was uninteresting because the flower was drawing you in and nothing else mattered.

"y/n what are you doing" he seemingly came closer, making his way through all the pots and plants standing around.

After placing the small dome on the window sill, next to said flower; you got closer to it with your face.

"y/n!" hyunjin sounded stern "you don't know what that is, stop it"

Still, you took a whiff of the sprakling plant and it felt like a punch against your chest as it flooded through your lungs, throwing you back instantly.

You gasped for breath as you stumbled backwards, right into hyunjins embrace as he leaped fowards to catch you from falling.

"shit" he slowly sat you down on the ground and got in front of you "fuck y/n" he patted your cheek lightly when you coughed.

He looked up at the plant and quickly got up, placing the small glass dome over it again, holding his cloak covered hand over his nose and mouth.

"galvanising green?" he muttered, reading the inscription on the pot before looking back at you sitting on the ground and holding your chest.

Crouching down to you, he held a hand onto your forehead "are you okay?"

You cleared your throat a few times "uh-mh- yea I think so"

He nodded, carefully holding up his wand to look at your face a little better; your cheeks were a little rosy but other than that you looked normal.

"normally we should go to professor longbottom if something like this happens, but he would kill us right now" he chuckled worrily before his gaze fell onto the big book on the table in the middle of the house.

"I'll just check out the plant to be sure okay?" he said, you nodded, smiling embarrassedly.

He got up and quickly got his hands on the thick 'advanced herbology' book, opening the heavy sides and turning the pages.

"I don't even know why I did that" you spoke softly.

"its okay" he said genuinely.

"no, I'm serious, it was as if it controlled me or something" you kept going.

"hmm" he hummed, clearly to busy looking for said plant in the huge book and not listening.

"phhuuuh" you breathed out after a minute of silence and started fanning yourself.

"is it getting hot in here?" you inquired.

"green...green" you heard hyunjin mutter "there it is!" he said.

Tracing his finger under the lines he was reading, his eyes widened.

"fuck" he mumbled to himself and looked over to you, you were plucking at your shirt to get more air onto your body.

"hyunjin" you gasped "im so hot" your breathing getting shallower.

"okay, uhm okay fuck" he repeated himself and reread the little part of the page again and again.

The Galvanising Green plant is a type of flower, first analyzed in 1987, this plant is very rare in Europe.

Its effect on humans is easy to depict. For women it is a strong aphrodisiac where as for men just a small amount of the pollen can lead to severe headaches and diarrhea.

Part of him was glad that he didn't have to go through headaches and diarrhea, but a different part of him would've preferred it; because now he had to handle an extremely horny version of you?

As if the normal you wasn't enough to make him feel some type of way.

He read a little further than that before coming to your help again.

"jinnie" you mewled as you started to take off your slytherin coat.

"stop" he held it up your shoulder "listen" he placed one hand on your cheek as he brought his wand up to your face.

Your pupils were blown and your cheeks were now completely flushed.That, and your continuous ragged heavy breathing told him that you definitely inhaled more than enough pollen to trigger this response from your body.

"what?" you breathed.

"it's a really strong aphrodisiac, that's why you're feeling like this" he tired to stay calm.

"huh?" your eyes widened "oh shit" you let your head fall back.

"how do I make it go away?" you asked breathlessly, grabbing onto his bicep.

"the book says you have to work it out of your system otherwise your body will go into a shock state because of all the pollen and hormones it produces" he tried explaining to you.

"huh?" you sounded again.

"come here, get up. We'll go inside first" you complied.

"what do you mean 'work it out of my system'??" you asked him as you left the greenhouse on shaky legs, hyunjin wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you from falling.

"well" he blushed as he looked down at the invisibility cloak, he had grabbed in the last second, draped over his arm "are you seeing someone at the moment?"

"uh-n-no?" one of your feet gave out for a millisecond but hyunjin caught you before halting you in your steps.

"was that a question or an answer?" he locked eyes with you as he draped the cloak over the both of you.

"a-mh- answer" you stuttered.

"okay uhm" he kept his eyes trained on the secret path back into the castle, james had told him about.

"I'll bring you to your chambers and you'll have to do it alone then" he mumbled.

"alone? What? Do what?" you breathed heavily, suddenly you felt a rush of warmth in your nether regions at which you whimpered.

"you have to..." he cleared his throat "well... work it out of your system" his eyes widened and his head snapped towards you when you moaned.

"y/n? you okay?" you had buried your face in his shoulder.

"shit" he mumbled "here we go" he pointed to a wooden door "just a minute and we'll be inside okay?"

"hmm" you whined.

You walked through said door into a tunnel you'd never seen before; normally you would've scolded him as to why he knew these kind of things but you had other problems right now.

Not a minute later hyunjin tapped onto the wall, which indicated the end of the tunnel, with his wand in a weird pattern.

But somehow it worked and another door appeared, leading the two of you into a small broom closet.

"you have to be quiet now" he whispered, you nodded your head as good as you could and bit your lower lip.

Leaving the broom closet, you stepped into the hallway of the seventh floor of Hogwarts.

"hyunjin, you cant just leave me alone" you whispered desperately when the same tingling warmth returned.

The pollen of the plant overtaking your brain so much that you didnt even care as to how that weird door brought you into a broomcloset that connected to hogwarts again.

"shh" he shushed you before speaking as well "y/n I don't know how else to help you"

That was a lie, of course he knew what he could do.

But that would be unethical; he didn't want to take advantage of you like that.

"you have to help me" you clawed at his coat "please" you whimpered and it went straight into his pants, which he felt guilty about.

Suddenly a door appeared a few meters in front of you, just a second after he'd spotted it, he heard footsteps from behind.

"shit shit, fucking shit" he ushered you to walk faster before quickly opening the door and rushing inside.

When he looked at the door from the inside, it disappeared; leaving only the brick wall.You had already ripped the invisibility cloak off the both of you.

Looking around this mysterious room, he spotted a luxurious king sized bed with nightstands on each side and dimmed lights; that's when he knew where you two were.

"no fucking way" he mumbled, having never before seen the room of requirement.

"hyunjin" his thoughts got interrupted by you dragging him at his coat and stopping right with your back to the bed.

"please help me" you looked up at him with big teary eyes, he could hear your heartbeat, that's how affected you were by the plant.

You discarded your coat, before pushing his down his shoulders as well.

"y/n no" he said, but his coat already laid on the ground.

He caught your wrists when you reached for his belt "y/n you cant think straight, you don't really want this"

"yes I do" you stomped your foot on the ground "I really do" you said quieter as you came closer.

"please jinnie" you freed your wrists from his grip and peeled off your plain black tshirt you always wore under the coat “this is your fault to begin with!”

His eyes stuck to your lacy black bra as you undid the button of your jeans and pushed them down your legs.

He felt his cock stir in his pants when your matching cotton panties were revealed and you stepped out of your jeans, kicking them to the side.

You took advantage of his slow reflexes and looped your arms around his neck "please" you whispered before attaching your lips to the skin under his jaw.

He swallowed hard "fuck y/n" his hands grabbed your waist, making you push yourself against him more flush.

"okay okay" he sighed in defeat, you looked up at him "I'll help you, but we're not going to have sex!"

"hyunj-" you started again.

"y/n I'm serious I don't want to take advantage of you" you swallowed and nodded, eyes big.

"okay" he ducked down a little and plucked you up from the ground by the backs of your thighs.

You squealed in excitement.

"Kiss me" you pleaded after he laid you on your back and slotted himself in between your legs.

His lips were slightly parted as he looked down at you, eyes scanning over your features.

"Okay" he whispered before pressing his lips to your.You instantly moaned into his mouth when his togue pressed against yours.

The next thing you did would've never happened if that plant hadn’t make you hornier than 10000 bunnies.

You took one of his hands and brought it down to cup over your core, mumbling a whiny 'please'.

Hyunjin hissed through his teeth when he felt how soaked your panties were.

He palmed your throbbing cunt roughly, shooting a spark of pleasure up your spine aa he encouraged you to rutt your hips against his hand.

"Oh my- hyunjin" you yelped out after he had discarded your panties and slipped a finger into you.

“okay?” he asked when feeling how tight you were, at which you nodded agressively.It was almost embarrassing how excessively aroused you were ; hyunjin however didnt have alot on his mind in that moment.

All he could focus on was how pretty your flushed cheeks were and how lost you were in the pleasure he was providing you.

His thumb found your aching clit and drew circles over it while pumping his middle finger into you.

"thats it baby, you like that?" He asked a little hesistantly, not sure how you felt about dirty talk, but seeing your chest arch up and hearing your whimpers only spurred him on.

"Hmmmh" you whined "fuck-oh" he looked down at you in awe when your pretty lips shaped into an o form.

"Fuck i'd love to taste you right now, so desperate hm?" He hummed into your ear, it sending straight into your core.

Your back arched off the bed and you clawed at his soft black shirt when his lips found your neck.

"Yes-yes fuck hyunjin-" you cried out when he started sucking at a particular sensitive spot, coming apart shortly after with yelps of his name, clenching around his finger furiously.

"Better?" He asked after a minute, looking down at you, you chest was heaving and a light sheen of sweat covered your body.

"A little" you said quietly.

"Need more?" He asked like the gentleman he was, gently letting his finger slide out of you.

You nodded poutingly as you ran your nails through his hair at the back of his head.

"What you said about tasting me..." you looked up at him shyly "w-would you?"

His eyes widened, would he?

He wanted to, really badly.

So, he heard himself stutter a "yeah" as you unclasped your bra.

The low moan that slipped past your lips when he sucked one of your nipples into his mouth made his cock stir in his boxers.

"you're so sexy" he mumbled against your stomach before suckling at the skin just over your belly button.

"take off your shirt" you pleaded, to which he grinningly complied

You moaned when you felt a new heatwave wash over you at the shight fo his toned torso; gasping when the blonde haired boy reinserted his finger into you.

"arh yes fuck" you groaned, grasping his hair when he started leaving wet kisses on the junction of your legs.

Feeling your arousal being at a height as if you didn't just get off again, you whimpered, realising he was teasing you as he switched between thighs.

"please don't tease jinnie" you pouted, he grinned at the nickname, he loved it but would never admit it.

"mmh- what do you want me to do?" he grinned up at you, his fingers moving too slow inside of you for your liking.

"use your mouth" you begged "please" he almost felt guilty for how much he liked hearing you beg for him.

"how could I say no to that pretty pout" he teasingly nipped at your thigh making you squeal.

-end of flashback-

Just as you speak the password to the fat lady and the door opens, you hear running behind you and a voice "hey! l/n"

Of course you recognize the voice, so you sigh and turn around "hwang" you say, plastering a fake smile on your face.

"you've been avoiding me" he grins as he catches up and steps into the slytherin dungeons at the same time.

"hmm have i?" you mumble, not looking at him directly.

"yea, even though you so clearly couldn't get enough of me two nights ago" he bites his lip and raises his brows cockily when you stop and look up at him.

"listen, I was drugged by a fucking plant okay?" you argue "and you even promised me to never bring it up again, so what the fuck do you want?" you ask.

"never bring it up with anyone else babe, I thought we could talk about how much fun we had together?" he reaches for your waist, at which you slap his hand.

"would you not?" you whisper "there are people here" he just chuckles at the way you blushed slightly.

"okay, I'll make it easy for you hwang, what do you want?" you stem you free hand on your hip sassily.

He breathes in as his eyes wander over your face before his lips curl into a smile and he reaches for you hand "come with me?"

You huff but don’t fight his hand enclosing yours "where?"

"somewhere we can talk in private" he states calmly.

So you follow him out once more, you should've known where this was going but only really realise it when he pulls you in a broom closet.

Books still pressed against your chest with one arm, you hiss "what the fuck? I thought you wanted to talk"

"chill miss goody shoes" he giggles before his eyes fall onto your books "gimme those" he mumbles, taking them from you and plopping them on the ground behind him.

"hyunjin!" you exclaim, mad that your books were getting dust all over them.

He just snickers before coming closer.

You involuntarily press your back against the wall because he’s closing in on your personal space.

"what do you want?" you ask him for the nth time, a little quieter this time.His hands find your hips as he wedges a strong thigh in between your legs.

"I missed you" he says quietly, the lighting in there is bad but you can see that his eyes are fixed on your lips.

"huh?" your breath was shaky.

He grins before leaning in slowly, giving you the opportunity to stop him, and when you don't, he presses his lips against yours.

You kiss him back without thinking, your hands finding their home in his long hair when he gently rolls his tongue against yours.

The grunt that comes from him shoots straight into your pants, you feel how he presses his body into yours; the thigh between your legs getting pressed into your sensitive core.

Moaning against his lips at the new friction; he pulls at your bottom lip with his teeth before moving down your jaw with his lips.

You let out a shaky breath when he reached that one spot on your neck, directly under your jaw.He smiles against your skin before sucking on the soft spot at which another moan leaves your lips.Growing desperate, you start rocking your core against his thigh more obviously.

Hyunjin releases the soft skin from in between his lips, grabbing your jaw with one hand as he looks down at you ministrations.

"need something, pretty girl?" he grins, the nickname has you keening; the friction provided by his thigh being nice but nowhere near enough to get you off.

"please" you just mumble before he kisses your lips again.

Together, you undo the buttons of your cloak before he unzips your jeans and slips his hand into your panties.

-

"w-wait, hold up girl, you're telling me you haven't had sex yet?" victoires gaze bores holes into the side of your face as she sits down across from you on your bed.

There was no way you couldn't have told her about this whole situation you had gotten yourself in.

"no!" you snap your head towards your best friend "we just did a lot of other stuff" you cross your legs to sit more comfortably.

"but I don't plan on sleeping with him anyway" you shrug your shoulders.

"why?" your best friend grins "I thought you were sick of being a nerd and a virgin"

"bitch" you tsked and smacked her calve that was closest to you "you're a nerd as well"

"yea" she snickers "but im not a virgin because I don't feel the need to only do it with someone I'm in love with"

"hmpf" you let yourself fall back onto your back "whats so bad about that though?" you ask more quietly.

"nothing" she lays down next to you "I'm just kidding...but does he know?" you shake your head.

"no, I feel like he'd just call me a prude or miss goody shoes if I told him" you mumble.

"well then he's definitely not the right one to do it with" victoire comments, you just nod.

-

The next morning you’re sitting in the big hall, chatting with victoire as usual, as breakfast was being served.

Suddenly you felt a woosh of air on your right as someone sat down in a hurry.

"hey l/n" you glace to your right to see hyunjin "hey weasley" he nods at victoire opposite from you and him.

When you look over at you best friend you see that james had sat himself next to her, grinning just as big as the blonde boy next to you.

"uh hi?" victoire speaks for the both of you.

"listen up, we graduate in a few weeks and graduation ball is soon as well..." hyunjin starts, still grinning from ear to ear.

You frown, victoire mimicing your expression, both of your gazed flickering between the two boys.

"..so??" she gestures with her toast in hand.

"so...how bout it?" james continues "let’s go to the ball together" he turns to victore before gesturing to you and hyunjin "and those two"

You giggle when seeing victoires face scrunch up in disgust before she flicks james forehead.

"eww potter, I'm not going to the ball with you, that'd almost be like incest. Plus I'm trying to get laid afterwards" you laugh at james shocked expression to your best friends words.

"what do you mean incest babe? Just because we've known each other for so long doesn't mean..." he keeps on rambling to your best friend as she stands up and turns to you.

"excuse me" she exhales annoedly, you chuckle and nod before she walks away, james at her heels, still talking.

"so what about us?" you flinch a little, almost having forgot about hyunjin next to you.

"uhh, I don't know" you say, looking down at your plate.

"why not?" he nides your arm with his elbow "we like each other" he scooches closer "we have fun together" lifting his hand and softly tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear as he speaks.

You move away from him "yea about that, I think we should stop" you quickly say before getting up to make your way out of the hall as well.

"hey" he catches up with you quickly "why? did I do something wrong?" you roll your eyes as you keep walking.

"I didn't tell anyone about us! I swear! A- and I think y-you know, you're hot, I'm hot; I think we'd look really good toge-"

"can’t you accept a no?" you suddenly stop in your tracks, frowning annoyedly as you tell him off.

"woah- hey I just wanna know why you hate me all over sudden" he looks hurt.

"I don't hate you hyunjin" you sighed "but I also don't like you; you play with girls like they're dolls and when you had your fun you throw them away and I don't want to be thrown away, no matter by who" you breathe in.

"okay okay" he holds up his hands in defense "first of all, everything I had with 'all of these girls' you are talking about" he quotes you, gesturing air quotation marks "was two- sided! They knew what they were getting into, I never lead a single one of them on"

"mhm I'm sure that's why they like you so much now" you speak sarcastically while crossing your arms infront of your chest.

"you're making it seem like I slept with the whole school y/n!... I didn't! just to be clear..." you roll your eyes again.

"Its not my fault when-"

"when what?" you feel yourself get angry "when they fall in love with you?? because you're sooo irresistible??"

"is it so hard for you to believe that I'm not that interested in you? Is your ego that big?" you caught yourself before you got too loud, staring into each others eyes for a few seconds.

When he doesn't react to your statement you turn on your heels, ready to walk away again.

"I kinda hoped you were actually" you stop, turning around to him again when he continues "because I actually like you"

"so that's what you call not leading someone on, yea?" you ask rhetorically.

"I'm not leading you on y/n I'm serious" he walks up to you again.

"you're only interested in me because you haven't actually fucked me yet, hyunjin" you deadpan and walk away for good this time.

-

"girl" victoire exclaims as she walks into your chambers, you look up from the homework you’re doing on your bed a few days later.

“how do you always get in here?” you ask, reffering to the fat lady being very strict with non-house members in the chambers.

“the fat lady loves me!” she shrugs her shoulders, plopping down on your bed.

"alright, what is it?" you look back down to finish writing your sentence.

"I just saw hwang in the hallway, he looked beat" she huffs "and with beat I mean way way  worse than the last few days" she eyes you scribbling something onto your paper.

"hm" you respond.

"what did you do to him?" she asks.

"what do you mean? I protected myself from being just another girl on his list" you continue writing.

"are you sure?" victoire persists "I mean whenever you sat next to each other in class, even after the plant incident...he seemed genuinely happy with you next to him"

"well, sucks for him I guess" you mumble, not looking up, instead turning some pages in your book.

You did feel sorry in hindsight, you shouldn't have talked to him like that. He had always shown you respect and you didn't reciprocate it.

It is just really hard to believe that he'd actually be interested in you, since he was well...kinda perfect at everything and you were just very mediocre at everything.

He is so good looking, and even though he calls you hot and pretty you yourself don't really believe it.

Like,... what do you have that he can’t find in a prettier girl?- "y/n?" victoire speaks up.

"huh??" your head snaps up at her.

"I said... are you sure that you didn't just push him away because you're scared of the fact that you may like him back?" 

-

(a/n: i was inspired by this jungkook fic i read on here like a year ago but i couldn’t find it for the life of me, all i remember is that it was called ‘golden hour’ so if anyone knows what im talking about please tell me so that i can give proper credit! thank u!...also i know the fat lady originally guards the gryffindor common room but i couldnt think of anything else loolll...)

[slythraco]

What about one where reader is a Weasley and dating draco (who isn’t too bad just with shitty parents) and how draco would go the burrow in the summer and over Christmas with molly treating him like one of her own

Author’s note: Thank you for your request it was so funny to write ! 

Warnings: None

Words count: 3,2K

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"Are you sure this is a good idea ?" Your boyfriend asked, sitting on your desk chair in your dorm. "Yes ! You're going to pass the whole summer with me, this is supposed to be enough to convince you !" A little smile appears on Draco's face, you were right, the idea of spending summer with was already warming his heart. "But what if your parents don't like me ?" He asked, worried. You roll your eyes as you walk towards him before sitting on his lap. One of you arm sliding around his neck, you look into his deep blue eyes. "My parents love everyone Dray..." You try to reassure him while he surround your waist with his arms. "I'm sure Ron told them about how evil I am."

"Probably yes, but I also told them about how happy you make me feel." Draco gaze seems to illuminate at your words. As a response he only place his hand on your cheek grab your face and making you lean into his lips. He kisses you softly but passionately at the same time, you smile against his lips. Draco was the spice in your life, it wasn't easy everyday for sure. Being a Weasley dating Draco Malfoy could provoke sometimes disturbing reactions from other students but he was always there to make them shut their mouths. Your couple was for sure the least expected one, for others as well as for the two of you. Draco was so lost when he realised his feelings for you, him who hated the Weasley so much, he finds himself falling in love with one of them. Ironic I know.

Ron was the most upset one, out of everyone, it got to be the most hateful one. But you couldn't help it, you were in love with him and nothing could've take you apart. And here you are now, begging Draco to come to your house this summer. And it seemed to work.

You finally breath when he pulls away from you. "Should I take that as a yes ?" You asked in a whisper. Draco rolls his eyes in a giggle. "Yes." He simply answer. You then push a little happy scream before getting up and jumping everywhere under the used gaze of your boyfriend. He slightly shake he head as he gets up to grab your waist. "Calm down Weasley." He says in a giggle while you warp your arms around his neck to hug him. "This is going to be the best summer of your life !" You shouted.

•••

"Stop being go stressed out ! Everything is gonna be alright Draco !" You shouted as you grab his hand to pull him towards your house's door. The worried look on your boyfriend's face makes you giggle a little as your other hand open the door. "Who's there ?" You hear your mom scream across the house. "It's me mom !" You screamed back. You jump when you hear her literally running down the stairs to meet you at the ground floor. "Draco ! What a pleasure to finally meet you !" She cheers as she grabs his face between her hands and put a quick kiss on both of his cheeks. You were slightly laughing at that view, Draco was as red as the tomatoes your mom grows in the garden. "How lackey are you Y/N to have a such handsome got beside you !" She shouted while she pulls back to look at him. "I know right." You vaunt. "Anyway, welcome home Dray ! Oh, can I call you Dray ?" He raises his eyebrows and nods like he had a choice. "Yes ! Of course you can Mrs Weasley !" He answered. "Oh come on, you're part of the family now ! Call me Molly !"

Draco swallowed in surprise of how nice your mom was to him. Molly smile to you before she disappears in the kitchen like nothing happened, leaving a Draco completely confused. You laugh as you slide your arms around his neck, bringing him back to reality, his blue eyes meeting yours. "Told you." You tease. The blondie smile as his arms surround your waist at the second you approach him. He wanted to say something but he got cut by a familiar voice. "Bloody hell, can't you snog somewhere else ?" Your twin brother yawn. "Hello Ron, I had a nice day thank you for asking !" You say ironically, making him rolling your eyes at you as he approaches the biscuit cupboard.

"Don't even think about it Ronald ! We're eating diner soon !" Your mom shouted to your brother as she slaps his hand who was on the biscuit cupboard. Ron sigh and crosses his arms on his chest, annoyed to be private of food. Your mom smile as she open the cupboard and grab a biscuit under the confused look of her children. "Do you want one Draco, I made them for especially for you this morning !" She proposes to your boyfriend, handing him a freshly made cookie. "Mom !" Ron complains next to her. "Stop complaining Ronald Weasley !"

Ronald sigh loudly, making you slightly laugh beside Draco who grabs the cookie, being far too afraid of offending your mother if he refused her proposal. "Thank you, Molly..." He says her name in a whisper, still a bit destabilised by it. he then takes the cookie between his fingers and cracks it into two distinct parts. He hand you to second part but you nod negatively to refuse it. "No thanks Draco, I'm not hungry." You simply said. The Slytherin turns then to Ron, and propose the second part to him. You see your brother hesitate for a second, was he going to give up his pride for a piece of cookies. The answer was obvious, he took the cookie et shoved it in his mouth in less time that you to have to say 'quidditch'. Molly sigh at what she sees. "Ronald, you're lucky Draco is a nice guy !"

Ron almost chokes. "Nice guy ? Are we talking about the same Draco Malfoy ?" He frowns. "Ron ! We already talked about it." it's your turn to scold him. "It's just the truth Y/N, he's been an ass to the whole school for the past 6 years !" You roll your eyes as you grab Draco's hand when you see him looking at the floor, visibly regretting what he did in the past. "Do you how many times he insulted our family ?" Ron continues. "In the meantime, he's doing his best to change and make efforts while you do none !" You spit out of anger, it was always the same argument since the beginning of your relationship with Draco, and you had enough of it.

"Ok kids, calm down. Y/N, Why don't you give our guest a tour of the house ?" Your mom proposes before the little fight between you and Ron goes on. "Yes mom." You simply said. You then pull on Draco's hand to lead him to the stairs.

•••

"And...this is my room !" You finished while you open the door. "So this is where I have to sneak in every night ?" He tease as he enter behind you. You giggle as you turn around to look at him. "Exactly !" While Draco looks around him, you let yourself fall into your bed. "I heard that !" You hear a voice coming from outside of your room, you frown when you see Fred appears on your doorstep. "Hello Lovebirds !" George said as he appears right behind him. "George, do you think we should tell mom about this ?" You gasp in shock and quickly get up from your bed. "You are not going to say anything !" You shouted. "Otherwise what ?" George asked, a devilish smirk on his face. You take a second to think of something he wouldn't your mom to know. "Otherwise I'll tell her how Anglina sneaks into your bed every night it Hogwarts !" It's the twins turn to gasp in shock.

"Bloody hell Y/N where does this attitude come from ?" Fred complains. "Come on guys, I'm dating Draco Malfoy what did you expect ?" You hear a little giggle behind you, coming from Draco. "You should reconsider your house" He teases as he walks towards you to reduce to none the distance between you two. His hands grabbing your waist. "Do you think I'd make a good Slytherin ?" You snakes your arms around his neck to pull your chest against his. "You might need a little more practice but yes, definetly !"

••• As suprising as it is, the summer went well. It was indeed one of the best summers in your life, spending so much time with the person you love really bring your relationship to the next level. And your parents loved him, even your dad who doesn't have a good relationship with Lucius. It was a miracle. But all good things come to an end, Draco had to go back to his house to prepare for the 7th year at Hogwarts, so do you and all your family. It is with a small pinch in your heart that you slip into his arms on the doorstep. "It was good to have you here Draco ! You're welcome whenever you want !" You father cheers, a gentle smile on his face. "Yes ! You could come for Christmas if you want !" Your mom proposes, you raise your head to look at your lover's face. He seems pretty surprised by this propositon before a beautiful smile replace his confused look, making your heart melt. "With pleasure ! I just need to ask my parents first." Draco responded, you grimace slightly, your head still resting on his chest. It's not going to be easy convincing his parents to spend christmas with your family, having them saying 'yes' for this summer was already a hard time, espacially with Lucius. But with a bit of chance, it could work.

After a few other minutes of talking and already predicting the futures visits of your boyfriend, you finally get to have some alone time with with him outside of the house. You jump one last time into his arms, making him let go of his bag to surround your body. "Only a little week to wait" He said in a whisper as he puts a kiss on your scalp. You bite your lips as you look up to see his beautiful face, resting your chin on his chest. "Are you going to miss me ?" The blondie smiks at your question, like the answer wasn't obvious. "Not at all, actually, I'm going to enjoy this week without you" He lied of course, willing to tease you like he loves to. He pull away form him as soon as you hear his response. "Are you serious ?" You frowns and Draco starts to burst out laughing under your confused look. "Of course not ! I'm sorry Darling, i couldn't help it." He says still giggling as he cups your face between his hands. You sigh. "For a second i thought i could make you soft Draco..." You say as you pout, a bit disappointed. "You got me to spent a whole summer with your brothers and you still think i haven't soften yet ? Y/N a year from here i would've spit on them, it's bloody a miracle !" He shouted, making you laugh slighlty. "It really is." You added before getting on the tip of your toes to crash your lips on his. Draco of course respond to it with a soft and loving kiss, the last one before a week a separation. You grimace when he pulls away. "I should go now..." He murmurs. "Yes...but no..." You complain again.

•••

"Okay kids, come to the fir tree, we're going to open our presents !" Your dad shouted. you're the first one to step into the livengroomn where the fir tree is standing with all the warped gifts resting under it. Your brothers and Ginny follow the movement. "Should we start with Y/N gift ?" Molly asked to your father. He nods in response before leaning to the tree to envelop from the pile of presents and hand it to you. You take it between your fingers, excitment could be easily read on your face as you open it up and read what it contains.

"Dear Y/N,

I'm sorry i couldn't spend christmas with you this year but trust me, i think about you while you're reading this. I want to thank you for being a part of my life and giving all the love i could've ever wished for. Thank you for bringing me happiness in every moment we spend together.

I wish you a Merry Christmas, filled with loved and happiness ! I can't wait to see you again.

                                                                                                                                                                                                              Your lover, Draco.

Ps: Look outside your window. "

You smile when you see his signature, happy that he thought about you even if his parents forbade him to come to your house for christmas. It warmed your heart to read every word he wrote on that piece of paper. But you frown at the last little 'PS' that he left on the corner of the letter. You suddenly get up from the sofa and run to look at the window. Your heart skip a beat when you see his pale face, glowing at the moon's light. You don't think twice and run toward the door. In a matter of seconds you open it, and run into his arms, not caring about the freezing temperature outside you just want to reunite with him.

He surrounds your body and lift you up from the floor by a few centimetres, enough for you to warp your legs around him. "You came." He murmurs a "Obviously" In his little insolent tone that you love so much before he carries you inside your house before you catch a cold. You reach to floor again as your family gasp when they understand why you ran outside like that. "Wicked ! Our favourite Slytherin's there !" The twins said at the same time, making you giggle. "Draco ! You're finally here !" Your mother said as she quickly walk to him and grab his face to kiss his cheeks. "Welcome home Draco !" Your father shouted at his turn. "Thank you M. Weasley !" He said shyly. "Arthur ! Call me Arthur son." Your father answered warmly, finishing to make Draco feel part of the family.

•••

"It's your turn Draco !" Your mom shouted, making Draco jump. He wasn't expecting a gift from your parents. "M-me ?" He mumbled, confused. "Yes ! Of course, here" Your father said as he hands him the little warped box. You, who were sitting next to him, can't stop smiling. It was such a magical moment to share with him and your family and you were than happy that everyone was happy to see him. Even Ron, their relationship has greatly improved since summer as suprising as it can be.

Draco rip the wrapping paper while you put your chin on his shoulder to see what it is. You smile instantly when you realise it's a pullover. You see Draco frowns a slightly as he pick it up and unfold it. "You're officialy a Weasley now !" You say, teasingly. The pullover even matches his house's colors, being green with the big 'D' in the middle of it. "I can't wait to see you wearing it at Hogwarts !" Ron teased the blondie. Draco's smile shrinks a little bit, definetly not convinced by this idea. "Yes ! And i'm pretty sure mom would love that too !" Georges continues. "And you wouldn't disappoint your girlfriend's mother right Draco ?" Fred finishes to tease him. You can't restain a laugh to come out your lips when you see the panicked look on Draco's face. "Don't worry my dear, it's okay if you don't like it !" You mother reassure him but he quickly shake his head negativly. "No...no ! I love it ! I'll put it on right now !" He said before getting up, you follow the movement. "I'll put mine too !" You shouted, so he don't feel alone. He smiles to ypu and you both disapear upstairs.

•••

It was later in the night, almost all your family was already asleep, understandable considering it was almost three in the morning but you were still sitting in sofa with Draco. Your legs on his while he caresses the skin of them. He looked good with his pullover, he actually liked it which was adorable. "It was the best Christmas of my life." He said in a murmur. "Really ?" You asked, quite surprised. "Of course ! Christmas in my family is a lot more sad. We don't really celebrate it." You wince at what you hear, you knew Draco didn't have a good relationship with his parents but you never imagined it could be this bad. "I feel more loved by your parents then my mine, could you believe that ?" He said jockingly but he wasn't jocking at all, his voice break and your heart with it. "Draco..." you whisper as you gently start to pass your hand trough his blond hair. "Thank you Y/N..."

"Thanks for what ?" You aksed curiously. "Thank you for loving me. I mean, i know i'm not an easy person to deal with, but you never left me, after all this time. And you made me discover what love is. I should've said this earlier but...i love you." You eyes widen at what you hear, it was the first time Draco told you he loved you and it warmed your heart. "I love you too Dray..." you murmur before leaning to kiss his lip with all your love. You can feel him smile while his hand find her place on your cheek to deepen the kiss you're sharing. His other hand slide on your waist and pull you against his body so no space can be left between you.

"Mom ! Y/N and Draco are snogging on the couch !" The voice of Fred brings you back to reality as you jump and quickly pull away from Draco only to see the twins looking at you from the stairs. You were about to yell at them but your mom is ahead of you. "Leave them alone !" Molly shouted from her bedroom, making you giggle pridly. The twins sigh and finally leave into their room while you turn to Draco who sign at his turn in relief. "I'll get my revenge tomorrow." You murmur in your beard before putting your head on his shoulder. "I have a bad influence on you Y/N Weasley." He said teasingly. "And i know you love it !" You tease back. "You got a point !" He said and you both giggle.

"We should go to sleep..." Your boyfriend proposes as he sees you half asleep on him. "Only if you carry me." You say, a little pride smile on your face. "Alright, but don't complain if you fall off the stairs." He says as he gets up. You sigh and follow his movement under his amused gaze. "I hate you Draco Malfoy." You complain, making him laugh. "That's so false." He whisper while he follows you to your bedroom.

•••

[funkymbtifiction]

hey, so i suspect to be a ne-dom (after about one year of research on functions and everything and considering like every type at least once to be my type :)) even though i do not overly relate to ne-dom stereotypes, for example i wouldn´t say i am a good brainstormer...

Lemme just stop you there and say, brainstorming isn't Ne. Anybody can brainstorm. The kind of brainstorming Ne does is conjure up lots of ideas related to whatever is INTERESTING to them. Like, if an ENP is stuck in a business meeting and doesn't care about the topic, they won't have any ideas pertaining to it. But if they sit down to write a story, a character will pop into their head, and then ideas about other characters, and conversations, and possible roles for that character to fulfill within the story... and they will follow this angle for awhile and get bored and then follow that other angle (another idea). It's a space of living inside one's ideas, following them, and discarding them if they aren't working; of constant adaptation to the abstract (non-existing) potential of their mental environment. How SPs interact with reality -- throwing themselves into it and figuring it out as they go and getting the hang of it physically -- is what NPs do on a mental level, by throwing themselves into concepts, ideas, etc. Like starting up a MBTI typing blog when you barely know anything about MBTI, as a way of learning while doing / thinking about it. *cough* *raises hand* It's "ah yes, I'll incorporate this before I've even had time to learn / study it deeper, because I get the Big Picture of it, it matters, so I'm gonna run with it." Intuition, in other words -- not needing the details to "get the gist" and assuming you can intelligently talk about it or at least BS your way through it, so people assume you know your stuff even if you don't.

But anyway, back to your ask.

(but after all they are just stereotypes, so what) and actually relate a lot to se-dom "stereotypes". For example it is said that often se-doms are quiet good at physical activities like sports and might have a natural talent to be really good at some physical activity even when they do it for the first time, because they are so aware of their environment and the current moment. And that actually is something i kinda relate to. I never got a bad grade in sports class because even at all the sports i have never done in my life before i was naturally good at and quick to figure out how it is done. I also never got any kind serious injury in my life even though i would (especially as a kid) climb onto everything that one shouldn´t climb on and jump from everything one shouldn´t jump from. Never even broke a bone, but i do know lots of people who broke a bone without even doing anything particular "dangerous". Anyway, those are mainly stereotypes so i probably should just ignore them, anyway they make me question my type frequently.

Stereotypes have a root in reality for a reason. If you are easily able to adapt to your environment skillfully using your body, you are likely Se. What's more, SPs actively enjoy doing this -- getting out there and trying things, being physical and hands on. I talk about ideas and argue about the Enneagram, my ESFP sister goes sky diving, learned to paint by buying brushes and supplies, and spent all weekend installing the landscaping she designed. ;)

What makes me think i am a ne-dom nontheless is:

- i am usually capable of seeing multiple perspectives, most easily perceivable in philosphy class to be honest. We would have regular discussions about a certain topic and everyone had a different opinion and i could usually see the point of everyones argument. The most frustrating people were those that would state something as a fact or as simply right or wrong without hearing anyone out who might have a different view on that. Sometimes it would literally be that person A would explain something 10 times and person B would still not be able to get it and would only hear what they want to hear, which actually made every argument pretty pointless and might be the main reason why i never actively participated in those discussions myself. At some point it only felt like a waste of time and energy to argue with someone who clearly doesn´t want or isn´t capable of considering any other perspective than their own

This isn't really Ne, it just means you're a perceiving dominant (not a judging dominant, aka, not IP or EJ) and indicates FiTe, with Te seeing the pointlessness of interacting with people who are unwilling to listen or change their mind. Also, very likely a 9 fix.

- my writing style (i guess), i´ll take philosophy as an example again; sometimes we had to write an essay to a certain question where we basically just had to write our opinion and arguments (similar to the regular disussions but written), and i usually would come up with 2 or 3 possible answers so i decided to cover them all and thought that way i would probably write like 3 pages or so. Well i ended up writing ten because while i was writing i suddenly realized that if i explain A i should probaly define B to make it more understandable or to be more precise, but by defining B i also have to mention C and D and that would mean that i should also include E and F and...

Low Te clarifying, adding context, and not wanting to leave out important information while not being entirely sure what "matters" the most to the project or being able to self-edit well.

- one thing i am not 100% sure about; i do like talking about ideas like lately we have been discussing getting a pool (we´ll probably never get one because they are expensive but we like the idea) but there were also a couple of obstacles too prevent that from ever happening but i was like: "yeah that would be cool" and got ideas like a slide that would start at the window of our room so we can slide directly from our room into the pool, or the idea that we could build some cave system and that would be the place where the pool would be so we wouldn´t have to "sacrifice" our entire garden for a pool.

That's a very sensory idea to have. :)

I would have rather discussed a pool again...to be fair i would have probably worried a lot more if i had to go to the appointment on my own but i don´t so i just rely on others and hope they will know what to do and tell me. (what i am not sure about here is if my disinterest in discussing what could possible happen is a se "live in the moment" thing or if it just disinterests me because its too practical and too much related to something actual?)

Drawing attention to what interests you - Fi. Sensory focus. Slight abdication of self, indicates reliance on others - maybe 9 or a 6 core?

- one last thing:  i can see more si than ni inferior tbh. Example: i do not like planning a trip, like making schedules or figuring out what bus/train to take at what time and where to take. I mean i am happy to have some sort of schedule or plan but i do not like doing these myself, even though i can if i have to and sometimes i have to because i have to get somewhere on my own...

This speaks to low / inferior Te more than anything. Stress over organizing the outside world, nailing down a plan, etc.

[...] And i would assume that this might be inferior si? Also i think if i was a se-dom i probably would not be so stressed by getting on the wrong bus or probably wouldn´t be so obsessed with checking everything multiple times just in case the other 376 times i did i missed something...

You would if you were a 6w7, which you probably are.

I'd say SFP 6w7 with a 9 fix, or an ISFP 9 with a 6 fix. Something about you gives me inferior Te / ISFP vibes.

[obeymehasinfluncedmythoughts]

Okay so @mayourania suggested a non-yandere poly!mc's schedule with the brothers. I did get the yandere ask as well, and I will be doing it, but I know I've been posting a lot of yandere content lately.

Your schedules are made by you.

It's not an easy job, seeing as you constantly have to balance everyone's needs and suggestions, but it's the best way to do this whole thing.

(If any other brother were to do it, you'd definetly hear complaints about them "taking more time" and "not getting a chance to see you".)

So, every Saturday everyone writes down activites they might want to do with you a certain day, and you work around it.

There is no specific days of the week.

(Well, for most things. There is still a sleeping schedule that goes by each day of the week, but it's very loose and is typically only there so the person assigned can have an opportunity to share a bed with you)

You have at least two date nights a week.

You cap it at four, so the brother's compete for these precious spots.

(And you'll never tell them, but you just rotate them out week by week. Stand and Lucifer have probably caught on by this point, but everyone else is a bit oblivious)

For the most part they're respectful of your free time.

They still have slip-ups occasionally, but that was bound to happen.

You'll get a bit more objections when you cancel plans though.

(I mean, c'mon, Mammon doesn't even use a calendar unless he's got a date with you! And Lucifer is extremely punctual, so you're throwing off his entire schedule.)

Just a regular, happy relationship that sometimes has bumps.

Like sometimes they fight each other for specific spots.

Or they'll trade date nights last minute.

Mammon has been known to use his time spent with you as a bargaining chip when he's in the heat of the moment. He always regrets it.

You spend the least amount of time with Lucifer and Levi. Lucifer works a majority of the week and Leviathan, well, he gets sucked into the gaming-cycle a little too often.

Beel and Belphie take you out the most seeing as both brothers are fine sharing a date.

Asmo throws big fits when he does not get the desired day of his choice for your dates (Mostly because he planned them four months ago and thought everything out!)

Satan tends to be the most casual with his date choices. He stills spoils you, but sometimes, it's nice to just enjoy a tea and lounge around the library. He gets super pissed when his time is interrupted btw.

Basically just guys being dudes.

[apenapaperandadoofus]

Hiya!!! i saw you that you posted a prompt list.👀 If you still take prompts How about "can I have one?" From your prompt list with Seven With some funny/fluffly content?😬 pretty please with a cherry on top🍒

Feel hugged by a very long cat!! ✨😻

Hi hi! Sending you a hug back :D

Today I think imma post some of the promt request hehe since the songs one do take a bit and rn my headphones are charging and it's 12am so PFT

Can I have one? (Saeyoung x MC)

"Ohhh who's the cutest cat in the world? That's right, it's Elly!" You giggled as you gave the adorable cat in front of you a kiss.

Jumin had recently been asked to fly over seas for a meeting with a very important client, and he couldn't bring Elizabeth. Normally he would give the cat-sitter job to Jaehee, but she had just earned herself a week deserved 2 week vacation and Jumin knew he couldn't make her work on her break, he understood that Jaehee did need her rest after all the work she did.

Out of everyone else, Zen couldn't (Jumin would've LOVED to give Elizabeth to him though -the evil bastard) and Yoosung was definitely out of the question.

So Jumin decided that he second best option, was Saeran. He knew that his twin would probably try and do something with his precious cat, but he trusted that Saeran would hold his brother back. He also added you to the list and assumed you would guard Elizabeth from the mischievous cat abuser.

The two of you were actually doing a pretty good job of keeping Elly safe, and that day Saeran decided to leave for a bit to take his usual walk, so you had been left with Elly alone.

The thing is, you absolutely loved cats, and what neither Jumin nor Saeran would expect, you also loved to squish, stretch, and basically do whatever you wanted with them! If Jumin knew he'd definetly have labeled you as a cat abuser too. However, that day you had finally ran out of energy from squishing the cat, so you resorted to sitting on the couch with her on your tummy while you pet her and gave her a lazy kiss every now and then.

You were happily watching a re-run of Dance Mom's, and watched as Abby angrily ran (or drove??) Away in that chair that had wheels (you forgot it's name, but honestly, you were too focused on Abby and her just leaving the whole group.) Then, you jumped as you heard the sound of the front door open, making Elly lazily stand up and stretch while rubbing against you.

You saw a familiar red head pop out and quickly run over to the couch.

"My dear Elly~ OH how much I've missed you my darling!!!" He yelled as he grabbed the poor cat and spun her around the living room.

You chuckled and crossed your arms, leaning back on the couch. "Hello to you too Saeyoung."

He stopped and sheepishly grinned before going back to pampering the cat, who had a look of 'someone please help this man is currently holding me hostage.'

Saeyoung kept kissing Elly, asking her how her day was and how she'd found the place, and you huffed.

Was he seriously focusing more on the cat that you? Again?

You knew how much Saeyoung loved Elly, but the last few weeks he seemed to be dating her instead of you! In fact, he didn't even seem to notice you anymore, only paying attention to the cat. You loved Elly as much as him, but you'd never ignore your boyfriend over a cat, and honestly this was the last straw.

Saeyoung eventually noticed your cross expression and he stopped, holding the cat in the air.

"MC? Why are you making that face?"

"Hmph, what face?" You said as you crossed your arms.

"Ah that face! Did I do something? Are you mad because I ate your muffin again?"

"What no- wait" YOU ATE MY MUFFIN!?"

Saeyoung winced and tried to look as innocent as possible. "Oh what- pffff no of course not I- what even IS a muffin haha I have no idea what you're talking about- ANYWAY if you're not mad about that then what is it?"

You sighed. "Nothing, nothing forget it, I'm just being childish. If you're going to keep playing with Elly or whatever, the please do it in your room, I'm busy watching TV."

Saeyoung raised and eyebrow, but then, a smirk started slowly appearing on his face.

"I see~" he said, and you looked at him confused.

"what?"

Saeyoung tried to stifle a laugh but failed, and he gently put Elizabeth on the ground.

"MC....are you....are you jealous....of a cat?!"

You felt your eyes widen and your face flush and Saeyoung's smile got wider.

"YOU ARE!"

"N-no I'm not!! I just, I, UGH!" You stood up from the couch and tried to look anywhere that wasn't your boyfriend.

"HA! YOU DEFINETLY HAVE! Oh boy, this is amazing, I seriously can't believe that you, of all people! Being jealous of a cat!" He laughed and you gently pushed him.

"So what!? I-its completely normal....you've been coddling and kissing her all the time she's been here! It's not my fault I want some affection too...."

Saeyoung laughed and took a step closer to you. "Well you could've just asked for a kiss you know?"

You blushed even more and stomped your foot. "But I- it's embarrassing Saeyoung, and I shouldn't even ask for a kiss to my boyfriend, you're supposed to be doing that without asking!"

"Well my dear MC, sadly I am not a mind reader. If you want a kiss just ask for one."

You stood quiet for a moment, and Saeyoung suddenly seemed to get an idea. He smiled mischievously and walked closer and closer to you, his lips barely brushing against yours, but as soon as you tried to make them touch he pulled away and smirked.

"Nuh-uh, I'm not giving you anything until you ask."

"Saeyoung!!!" You pouted, but he just chuckled.

"If you want a kiss, then ask for it." He said, as his lips brushed against your skin, making you flush.

He then pulled away and raised an eyebrow. "Well? I'm waiting~"

You sighed and looked at the ceiling.

"CanIhaveakiss?"

He chuckled. "I'm sorry my dear, I couldn't exactly hear what you said."

"Can I have one?"

"One...what?"

"Ugh Saeyoung! One kiss, please, can you just freaking shut up and kiss me?"

He smiled and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close. "Well since you asked so nicely..."

You gasped as Saeyoung's lips touched yours, and both let out a happy sigh. You tangled your fingers in his hair, and tried to deepen the kiss, but then Saeyoung pulled away.

"Hey what was that for?" You almost screamed, but instead aggressively whispered.

Saeyoung booped your nose and laughed. "Well you did ask only for one kiss, you can't be mad at me for actually doing what you said.....MC? Why are you looking at me like- mmph!"

Saeyoung let out a small yelp as you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him towards you, kissing him roughly.

Saeyoung then slowly closed his eyes and pulled you closer, the two of you ending up on the couch, with you straddling him.

You kissed his cheek, his neck, and made your way down to his collar bone, making him gasp and let out pleased sighs.

He was about to take his shirt off when suddenly a big white ball jumped in front of you, making you both fall off the couch (you fell from almost being scared to death, and Saeyoung from trying to help you.)

You looked up at Elly who you guessed wanted to be part of the fun? And she purred and rubbed against the two of you, making you take in lots, and lots, and lots of cat hair.

"Well then." You said after a whole minute of coughing and trying to get Elly's hair out of your mouth and nose. "I guess Elizabeth also wanted some kisses."

Saeyoung laughed and pulled you towards him grabbing your waist with one arm, and petting Elly with his other free hand.

"Aw she just doesn't want to feel excluded. We can continue this later, because I've just realized that you're watching Dance Moms without me!!!!"

You laughed and gently pushed him. "Hey let me be, I was bored."

"I cannot believe you're watching Dance Mom's without me! The betrayal!!" He made a dramatic pose and you rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help the smile on your face.

"Saeyoung the show finished ages ago...I think, and besides, Abby is in jail or something you should already know how it ends."

"AND you spoiled the whole thing for me!!! Wait she's in jail? Seriously?"

"I dunno I just remembered her at one point going to jail."

"Probably for giving all those kids PTSD." He joked.

"Oh boy, she gave all of us PTSD. Anywho let's get on the couch my butt hurts."

You got up and then let out a yelp as Saeyoung teasingly smacked your butt and then you sat on the couch, Saeyoung and Elizabeth following after.

The three of you spent the evening with each other, and Saeyoung would give you small kisses every now and again.

Eventually he fell asleep with his head on your lap, and you smiled softly as you ran your fingers through his hair as he sighed happily, looking exactly like Elizabeth when you pet her.

You giggled softly and then leaned back on the couch, closing your eyes. This was your home, and you felt so happy to be able to share moments like this with that dork. You honestly wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

The end.

[angelicmichael]

Pretty Please

Jim Mason x reader

Summary: Jim and Reader decide to throw a christmas party but get distracted while trying to do so. Christmas fic!!

Words: 2.5k+

Warnings: Hella sexual tension, no smut but almost smut?? Very sexually suggestive hehe, fluff with no plot basically, SO much fluff its gross

A/N: based off this prompt I found in a christmas prompt list 'Making out under the christmas tree because the lights reflecting in their eyes just looked too ethereal for them not to kiss them until they lost their breath' sorry I cant find the specific prompt list this came from. Jim and Reader are both 18+, and this is kinda canon rewrite?? Basically as if the ending in ttopv didnt happen and Jim actually lived.. and got a gf haha. ALSO loosely based on the song 'pretty please' by Dua Lipa. Enjoy 💖 read the tags for more thots

You felt as if the wind had been knocked out of you once you entered the apartment.

The minimalistic decorations that once adorned the small apartment you and Jim owned were now paired and even doubled with new, shiny, Christmas decor. The last thing you were expecting to come home too was christmas decorations, to be completely honest. You knew the decorations were new because prior moving in together- you two had nothing.. christmas decoration wise anyway.

Saying that Jims childhood and even high school years were rough was definetly a understatement; you were thankful you didnt have to see him in that state and that you met him after that time.

You only met his parents once; well his mom anyway and almost immeadietly you knew why it took him so long for him to introduce you to her.

She was a fucking nightmare.

She told you immeadietly about Jim's dark past, probably in a lazy attempt to scare you off. She told you about Jim's father, the drugs, and even the drug overdose that nearly killed him. That didn't scare you off - but what it did do was break the final fucking straw for Jim who happened to overhear everything she said.

He hadn't talked to his mom since.

Medina frequently came over, she was practically your best friend and stayed incredibly close with Jim. In fact, you were supposed to see her in roughly a hour... along with a handful of other Jim and yours close friends.

With Christmas being so soon you and Jim decided to have a spontaneous christmas party. The idea was to decorate together but.. apparently Jim had other plans.

There was a wreath on the front door for one, and multi colored lights and Garland that were kept nearly on every surface of the house. Smaller christmas related knickknacks were placed too on the dining and coffee tables. It looked beautiful. You couldnt believe Jim would do this all for you, you meant to help but work unfortunately ran short so you had to cover a coworkers shift.

The entire living room was kept pretty dark and dim, only candles and the soft lighting from the christmas tree lights allowed you to see at all- but it was still enough. It was romantic if anything.

Jim didnt say anything as he came out to the living room to greet you. He stayed silent, watching you and your reaction as you spun around - trying to admire the apartment from every angle possible.

As you continued to keep walking in the apartment and admiring Jim's work, you couldn't help but dumbly giggle.

"Jim; dont get me wrong, I love the apartment but why didnt you just wait for me"? You marveled.

He smiled shyly, a light blush coating his cheeks.

"I wanted to spend as much time with you that I could when you got back before people started to show up for the party". He admitted, sounding slightly bashful and shy as he spoke.

He approached you, and you couldnt help but to feel butterflies at the closer he got. You dont know why you were suddenly starting to feel nervous at doing a act so simple; like kissing your boyfriend. Perhaps it was because normally when you two kissed or showed affection it was done so quickly and without second thought; it wasnt 'special'. You weren't blaming Jim for that either, you knew that was typical in long term relationships. However - tonight he was actually taking the time to be with you. It was beyond romantic.

He looked delicious. His hair wasnt messy but it wasnt kept up enough to look like he brushed it recently, yet it still managed to look so soft. You were yearning to run your fingers through it.

Once you were within arms reach, he quickly enveloped you in a hug. Forcing you to inhale his scent while you quickly buried your nose in his jacket, trying to take him all in.

He smelt like a hint of weed, but mostly like the ocean. You suspected he must've went surfing a while ago.

Even though the apartment was decorated for christmas and it was currently Winter; the air was still warm, maybe even a little muggy. The sun had finally decided to set, just sinking below the far off treeline - making the sky in a state of in between. Not dark but not quite light out either.

In the part of California you and Jim lived in, it only dropped about 10 degrees in the winter. You wore a warm cardigan since you came just home from outside; along with a pair of jeans and cozy boots that seemed to be your go to outfit in the winter.

Jim on the other hand wore a tight fitted dark navy shirt under his typical Jean jacket which you gently clutched onto.

"I missed you. I hate when you have to work during the holidays". You heard him softly grumble, which made you giggle.

You slowly moved, you backed your head up just enough so that your faces were now right next to each other. You bumped noses - you considered kissing him for a split second but you chose not too. Instead ghosting your lips over his; and gently resting your forehead together.

"Why? It's not like today is a holiday or anything". You asked, a playful tone apparent in your voice.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt Jim's lips inch closer, you could nearly taste his breath. Minty mostly, and warm on your lips.

You suddenly were itching to kiss him, unconsciously moving forward to ease the growing tension between the two of you. You jumped a bit when you felt a hand start to rub your back, quickly relaxing when you realized it was just Jim being handsy. You heard Jim's voice, even though you were incredibly close to him, it was so soft you could still barely hear it. A quiet, sultry whisper.

"It doesnt matter if it's a holiday or not". Jim started, he backed up a bit.

Just enough to make eye contact with you, now gently cradeling your face in his hands.

"This is the first Christmas season I've had where I'm not in between my parents trying to break up a fight. I'm so thankful I get to spend it with you, I just wish I had met you sooner". Jim said, with a shy blush starting to dust his tan cheeks again.

By the time he finished talking you were beaming. Pure happiness and joy was coursing through your veins as you stepped forward and fully enveloped yourself in him, your hands grasped his shoulders to steady yourself while your lips feverishly and slowly met his.

Jim's hands quickly adjusted, moving from your face down to your waist. His fingers gripped your skin tightly; the slight pain made you moan. It didnt really hurt persay but you knew your skin would be purple and sore tommorow. However, in this moment you didnt really care about how your skin would look - you just wanted him.

Jim kissed you menacingly slow; his lips working against yours so slowly in a deliberate attempt to make you frustrated and it was working. Your fingers flexed into his shoulders as you let out a throaty moan. You broke the kiss and let out a hiss,

"Stop fucking teasing". You spoke, titling your head slightly and arching your neck out - trying to hint to Jim that you wanted him to start kissing down your neck.

However; that's not what he fucking did.

Instead of feeling Jim's soft warm lips on your neck, you felt his wet tongue lick a fast stripe down your neck - most likely tracing a vein. You yelped and jumped, only realizing after how stupid you probably looked for getting startled. Jim was laughing too, fucker.

"What the fuck, Jim"?! You asked, laughter mixing in with your voice.

Jim giggled before quickly leaning in and stealing another slow kiss from you before mumbling against your lips;

"As much as I would love to sit here and make out with you all day.. we have business to attend too".

He pulled back suddenly, his lips up turning in a smile as if he knew what exactly he was doing.

"Business"? You mused.

"Yes. We have company coming over in 30 minutes, love" Jim reminded you.

You rolled your eyes, completely unamused.

"Do they have to come"? You whined.

"Yes. They do. Now c'mon make yourself useful". Jim said.

He turned around, grabbing a box that sat idly in the living room which you didnt notice previously. Opening it, he pulled out a ornament. You dumbly smiled, knowing exactly what this meant. He approached you, ornament in hand with a corny smile on his face.

"I decorated everything but the tree. I wanted to save something for us to decorate together". Jim stated.

"Your such a sap". You said fully laughing.

You grabbed one of the ornaments out of the box and walking up to the tree. You felt dumb for not noticing how bare the tree was before. No ornaments, no lights, no tinsel.. nothing. Well, nothing execpt for the one shiny ornament that you had just hung on one of the branches right center in the tree.

The one ornament on the tree quickly doubled, and then tripled until the tree was fully adorned with ornaments. You and Jim (mostly Jim) hung a string of lights around the tree. Making the already ambience scene in your living room even more cozy and romantic.

"This was a good idea, babe". You said, quickly kissing him.

You quickly checked the time, there was still 20 minutes before anyone was supposed to show up.. An idea popped up in your mind.

A wonderful, awful idea.

You were already standing comfortably close to Jim; you turned casually around and place your hand square on his chest.

"Its too bad we finished decorating so early, hmm"? You purred.

You didnt dare take a step forward; you knew Jim would make the next move and sure enough he did. He took steps closer to you.

You cheeks were slightly rosy, with the slight embarrassment you felt from suddenly taking the reigns and being in control. Needless to say this wasnt something you were really used too.

"We still have the tinsel to put up, you know". Jim chuckled lightly.

You looked down for a split second and looked back up into his circealean blue eyes, batting your eyes at him.

"Or.. you know, theres something else I can think of we can do that's less boring". You said.

You let your hand slip and travel from his chest up to his shoulder, feeling the muscle that lie underneath your hands as you took your other free hand up to his other shoulder. Your heart skipped a beat when you heard Jim groan.

It's not like you two have never been intimate before; that was far from the issue. Even though you knew Jim for fucking ever and you two have had sex countless of times - he still managed to give you butterflies.

That's how you knew he was the one for you. Even after all this time he still seemed to make you nervous and blush.

"Is that what you think"? You heard Jim say. His voice lowered in a husky manner.

You felt his arms quickly grab you as he gently pushed you onto the ground. He pinned you on your back; his hands on your shoulders as he softly panted above you. His face hovered right above yours - and his legs on your thighs. Not that you were complaining but you certainly couldnt leave or escape even if you desired too.

You merely giggled beneath him at this realization, not really wanting to switch from this position at all.

It sounded incredibly corny but you honestly wouldnt be surprised if you had took a brief visit to heaven. You felt pure, unfiltered ecstasy as you looked into Jims eyes.

The aroma from the pine tree that was directly above you and Jim filled your senses; the smell along with the candles set the atmosphere perfectly. Ornaments hung directly above you two, the rainbow lights from the tree reflecting in Jim's light blue eyes.

Because of the nature of how light Jim's eyes were, typically seeing reflections of other objects or anything really in them was close to impossible... but, maybe it was the already dark lighting in the room or a bit of christmas magic that made seeing the lights in Jim's eyes possible.

It made the already beautiful man look nothing but ethereal. You were left speechless as you could do nothing but stare, and get lost in his eyes.

You couldnt help but feel how lucky you were to even be in this situation, how lucky you were to be loved by him.

You could do nothing execpt for smile cheesily and blush at your new realization. Instead of craning your neck awkwardly to reach his lips, you chose to be smart and innovative instead, by taking one of your hands and pushing his head into yours - gently of course.

His lips met yours and you nearly moaned from the anticipation. You kissed him slowly, relishing in the feeling of being on the floor with non other than Jim Mason. You knew for a fact you would never do this with anyone else, nor did you even want to spend the time thinking about doing so.

His lips were warm and soft - not chapped in the slightest. They danced perfectly with yours; making separating for air almost a painful and undesired act.

When you separated, Jim still didnt let up off of you. He remained on top, breathless. His lips were swollen and pink, and were his cheeks. His eyes still looked beautiful, but even more so now that his pupils were dilated.

You heard him let out a soft, shallow growl. Bending down swiftly, almost animalistically, to the side of your mouth to give you a quick kiss. His lips ghosted and drifted down over your jaw; until you felt them meet your neck in gentle soft kisses.

Your mouth fell open, your fingers gripping the soft tree skirt below you that was riddled with tree nettles.

"Jim, wait". You spoke, barely even able to get the words out of your mouth without moaning.

You saw his head immeadietly snap up, those gorgeous blue eyes meeting yours again.

"Arent we having company over in like.. 10 minuets"? You asked, laughing.

You noticed Jim let out a brief chuckle as well before replying.

"Ugh, your right but if only I could bring myself to get off of you, baby". He spoke, gently attacking your neck in slightly more aggressive kisses than what you were typically used too. Although, you certainly weren't complaining.

You felt Jim slightly push his hips into yours, you automatically opened your legs - wrapping them around his waist and lower half. He gently started to grind into you; and there was no point in even trying to bite down or mask your moans at this point. All you felt was pure, unfiltered love for the man who was on top of you.

"I love you, Jim".

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[fandom-------queen]

Kurt x reader

Warnings: Sparring

Notes: your mutation is the ability to read people's fears and traumatic memories. You can also produce illusions for everyone to see or put an illusion only in one person's head. These illusions can be based on their fears or memories. Also since it's based off of Wanda and more of the mind stone your power will be yellow and your eyes will glow yellow.

*Also I'm so sorry this took so long I just had so many papers I had to write last week that it was hard for me too write once I finished them. Also I had to rewrite it a few times when I forgot to hit save. Do again I am very sorry for the delay.

*Not proofread

You awoke to the obnoxious blaring of your alarm. You turned away from the noise to bury your face into your pillow but found yourself face to chest with Kurt. You grinned as you remembered how you fell asleep in Kurt's arms last night. Kurt groaned and reached over you to shut the alarm off then pulled you closer to him and started to drift back off. You lifted your head up and mumbled "Ah ah ah love, as much as I would love to lie here all day we have classes and training." Into Kurt's neck. He gave a groan in response and blinked one eye open giving a toothy smile as you lifted your head from his neck and sit up a bit to smile down at him.

"Oh liebe you are most definetly the best site to wake up to"he said his voice gravelly with sleep.

"Oh Kurt" you mimiced a sly grin covering your face and mischief gleaming in your eyes 'your my favorite pillow to wake up on."

You didn't think it was possible for Kurt to grin even bigger and he was so adorable with his purple tinted cheeks. This was most definetly the best way to wake up, giving Kurt all your love and seeing the look of absolute adoration on his face. The giddy feeling you got from moments like these were better then anything else in the world.

"I have to go to my room and change, but I vill see you for breakfast in a few minutes" he kissed you on the forehead and walked to the door giving you one last smile before leaving your dorm. The need to see Kurt again had you changing in recorded breaking time.

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You met up with Kurt, Peter, Jean and Scott after grabbing some food. You sat at the table And all had a lovely discussion if who had done the home work this time. Let's be honest you and your fellow mutant friends had a schedule of who would do the homework for each class then at breakfast you would all trade the homework. It was actually really nice to sit there and chat with your friends while copying down important dates for mutants throughout history. And before you knew it all the homework was done and you and your friends where on your way to professor Xavier's literature class. You and all your friends could hardly pay attention because in a few hours after lunch the rest of the afternoon would be simulation training.

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You, Jean, Kurt, Scott and Peter had just finished scarfing down lunch and were grinning excitedly as you grabbed your training clothes. After changing you all raced to the training room to meet up with Charles and Mystique, Peter obviously won, but you and Kurt came in second when he saw Peter speed ahead and decided to grab you and *BAMF* to the training room.

Charles and Mystique were getting the simulation set up with the help of Hank as the other filled in behind you Peter and Kurt. Everyone loved simulation training it was good to excersize your powers almost like stretching muscles. The rest of the week you would spend doing hand to hand and minor excersize but this was how you put it all to the test and everyone loved it, especially since you would get out of your last class of the day in order to have time to get ready for the simulation.

"Alrighty then" Charles grinned as he wheeled over to you all. "You will be working through the sentinel simulation again" this was most definetly one of the harder stimulations since in the sentinels could mic your powers. You all moved into the simulation room excited to display your powers and impress your teachers. You lined up in the middle of the room and heard Hank's voice through the speakers

"Are you all ready" you all gave a thumbs up for them to see from the window at the top of the wall. The tiles in the room began to change as the images were projected on them and it looked like you were all in a dilapatated town that had been destroyed by sentinels. You looked around not seeing any signs of them besides the damage they had left when all of a sudden you heard a stomp and felt the ground tremble slightly beneath you. Your heads snapped in the direction if the sound and watched as the sentinels walked towards you. There were five of them there, one for each of you. Sentinels were hard for you to fight since they didn't have a mind for you to manipulate, however they couldn't tell the difference from reality and your illusions, which made you to work on them. This was honestly good since projecting so much and so far was definetly harder so the more practice the better.

The sentinels started towards each of you and you all split up, weaving past crumbling buildings and down deserted roads. You took cover behind a smashed car and watched as the sentinel looked around for you. Just as the sentinel recognized you your hands lit up with yellow energy and multiple mutants appeared, each with different abilities. Some were shooting fire, other ice and water, one was flying above. The sentinel looked around constantly being distracted by the other mutants while your illusions gif you, which gave you the opportunity to look for shrapnel you could use to jam into the sentinel. You noticed a metal beam on the other side of the sentinel that had been crushed into pieces with sharpened ends. You rushed over to grab it and in your moment of excitement your illusion no longer hid you.

You were half way to the beam when the sentinel raised it's hand and smacked you into a building, despite the fact that all of this was a simulation it still felt real and in your disorientation your illusion fell and the sentinel was no longer distracted by the other mutants.

Your vision swam for a few moments but you didn't let that stop you from scrambling up and looking around for a place to take cover while you created a new illusion. You were boxed in with no where to go so you did the only thing you could, you cast an illusion. This time you had roots crawling up its feet as mud cemented it all together. Your eyes were glowing this time as you had to concentrate harder and use more energy. You darted past the sentinel, barely missing the sentinels hand attempting to grab you. You kept on sprinting towards the shrapnel when you heard the ripping if roots from the ground. You glanced behind you and watched as the sentinel freed itself and started towards you. Desperate for more time and thoughts impaired you watched as a giant wall if ice formed it was thick enough to give you enough time to run to the shrapnel. You sprinted over to the shrapnel and as you reached it you felt a slight burst of warmth on the back of your neck. You whipped around to watch as the sentinel finished burning through the ice and walked towards you, you only needed a little bit of time so you altered the illusion to push the sentinel back to the other end of the street. It was taking longer to pull the metal out since you had to focus on pushing the sentinel back. It was close to being all the way pulled out do you pushed the sentinel back one last time before dropping the illusion and yanking the metal out all the way. You turned toward the sentinel gripping the shrapnel you created the last part of your plan by setting up another block of ice and watching as the metal lifted to expose the heat from underneath. You started to climb a fire escape that was still attached to a semi intact wall.

You reached a decent height and waited as the sentinel broke free. You jumped down from the fire escape into the sentinel, your suit protecting you from getting burned by the still hot metal on the sentinel. Your idea would potentially toast you but this was the only way you could jam the metal through. You cast a mutant with the ability of ice again. The sentinel immediately turned on the heat again and as the metal lifted you took the shrapnel and shoved it between. You felt the sentinel jerk as the metal cut through the sentinel. The sentinel started to fall and you clung to it having completely forgotten to come up with a way down. The fall wasn't as bad as you had anticipated only jarring you a little.

You jumped up and raced down roads to find the others. You heard the signature *BAMF* and raced towards it. You smiled as you saw Kurt teleporting around the sentinel and wrapping rope around the sentinel. He then *BAMFED* out of the way of the sentinel as if crashed to the ground, Kurt was looking around to find something to finish the sentinel off with as the sentinel's eyes to fire a lazer at Kurt. Desperately you called out Kurt's name and cast an illusion of multiple Kurt's he caught on to what was happening and *BAMFED* next to you.

"Thanks liebe" Kurt said with a light kiss to your cheek.

"Anytime" you smirked. Kurt grinned when he saw the yellow in your eyes and around your hands as you kept the multiple Kurt's to confuse the sentinel.

You watched as Peter sped next to you.

"How do we disable these things" he panted annoyance displayed across his features.

An idea occured to you, "Keep away from the the sentinels" you warned. "I will distract them but I need you two to make a small square around the sentinels. " Kurt *BAMFED* off and was all of a sudden back and handed the rope to Peter who quickley created the rope ring. You changed the illusion to creating a cage right outside of the rope ring. You added random mutants crawling all over the two sentinels as they tried to kill the non-existent mutants and ended up beating each other up. In addition they were tripping over the rope, until one of the mutants destroyed the other. With only one left Kurt took a page out of your book and *BAMFED*. He came back and noted how tired you were.

"Move out of the way liebe, I don't want you hurt even if it is just a simulation." You nodded in agreement not only due to exhaustion but also because you wanted to make sure that Peter and Kurt got an opportunity to display their powers and impress your teachers. Peter began to speed around as the sentinel prepared to lazer him(same way that Scott does, through the eyes). At that moment Kurt *BAMFED* onto the Sentinels head and shoved the shrapnel through his eyes.

He *BAMFED* next to you and you watched as the simulation ended meaning all sentinels had been destroyed. You looked over and saw Kurt and Jean walking towards you covered in sweat but grinning none the less. The doors opened to let you all out of the simulation room and you met your teachers. Charles came forward grinning.

"That was brilliant, all of you did spectacular" you all gave tired grins. "Now you have the rest of the weekend to rest and of course finish you papers for my class." He added before a collective groan resounded between the five of you. "Now go shower you all reek" he gave you one last smile before wheeling away with the rest of the teachers.

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You had showered and changed into much comfier clothes. Before bounding to Kurt's room where he answered your door with a grin and a "Hey liebe" before grabbing you and diving beneath the covers of his bed. You chuckled as you hugged him tight to you. "You did so good today sveetheart"he mumbled as he nuzzles his head into your neck, his muscles relaxing fully.

"Well handsome you too were fantastic, I was exhausted after the first sentinel so there was no way I would have stood a chance without your brilliant idea of using rope "

"Always the perfect team liebe"

"Always the perfect team Kurt"

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*I thought the metal was okay to disable the sentinel since they weren't made out of metal to prevent mutants like Magneto from controlling them.