#but HEY we got to meet eric! i was not really expecting it to be him so i am VERY pleased

[egophiliac]

IT WAS ERIC AFTER ALL!!!! I'm so glad we got to meet him (before Vil snaps him away with those Infinity Gauntlets) (can't wait to see what happens when we get the matching Infinity Tiara to go with them, there will be no survivors)

(sorry to be so slow/rough lately, just got a lot of stuff on the ol' brain at the moment! alas, if only I could spend all my time drawing incredibly stupid characters I mean I do but)

[juyeonszn]

NECTAR

PAIRING kim sunwoo x f!reader

WORD COUNT 7.14k

GENRES smut ﹒ fluff

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, umm age gap!! reader is like 10 or so years older than sunwoo (it’s never really specified what her exact age is), reader is also eric’s older sister, there’s a bit of spanish thrown in here lol they’re in mexico for vacation what did u expect, sun eric and hak are professional baseball players, there’s a scene where a waitress is kinda icky to reader bc she’s older, i think mentions of alcohol, sunwoo is down BAD down bad to the point of no return it’s crazy, he’s also a horny impatient little shit, soft dom!sunwoo ig idk, oral (m! & f! receiving), face fucking, handjob ish, a little bit of hair pulling, vaginal fingering, So Much Praise, UNPROTECTED SEX pls be safe!!, edging, delayed orgasm kinda, missionary position, creampie, aftercare :P, the last scene is so cute and disgusting i hate couples

SUMMARY despite being nearly a decade older than him, sunwoo’s always had his eyes on you. so when your younger brother invites you to join them on vacation, you fall right into his trap. you can’t really blame him for finally taking the bait after all these years.

MORE woah hey again 😋 this one isn’t as wild as the hyunjae fic, but it has its moments LOLL if u ever read my warnings about this when it was on my wip list, then u know that this was actually an old fic back from when i wrote for anime 😭 i changed a lot tbh but a good chunk of the original plot is still there 👍 i got inspo for the last scene from a tumblr quote my irl posted on instagram isn’t that crazy anyway….. enjoy!!

PLAYLIST nectar — wayv, tangerine love (favorite) — nct dream, delicious — the boyz, passion fruit — the boyz, horizon — jaehyun, moonlight sunrise — twice

When you agreed to go with your younger brother on a vacation in Mexico for a week with his friends, you weren’t sure what you were expecting.

You knew your brother’s friends well. They'd gone to high school together and after partly going their separate ways following graduation, decided to go on yearly trips to make up for any lost time. This year, the destinations were the gorgeous beaches of Mexico. Cozumel, Cancun, you name it. You were hitting all the spots.

Those were the luxuries of being the older sister of a professional baseball player.

From the start of your getaway, every single one of your movements felt like they were being watched. Your skin burned with the heat of mocha brown eyes staring at you. Half of you wanted to point it out to Eric, but figured you’d save yourself from the drama. Besides, you were a big girl and two could play at that game.

The first instance took place before you even left for the trip.

You lived about an hour away from Eric and since you were all taking the same flight, you thought it would be more convenient to just ride to the airport together. And because he was closer to the airport, he offered for you to stay at his and Sunwoo’s apartment. Haknyeon would be meeting you there due to prior engagements with his own team.

When you arrived at your brother’s place, you immediately regretted it. You hadn’t called before going over and Eric happened to be out, leaving you alone with Sunwoo. There was nothing wrong with him, you just hadn’t seen him in a couple years and you were afraid of it being awkward.

The younger male helped you bring your things inside, huffing when he dropped your suitcases in the guest bedroom. He wipes away imaginary sweat from his forehead, blowing out a raspberry as he turns to face you.

“Did you pack bricks in there? Why the fuck was that so heavy?”

You laugh. Sunwoo had always been quite the clown as long as you’d known him. “I’m a girl, what did you expect? We never pack lightly.”

“You can say that again,” he snorts, twisting his torso to pop his back. “Uh, are you hungry? We have some leftover takeout in the fridge ‘cause you know damn well neither of us know how to cook.”

Before you can respond, you’re distracted by the sight of him raising his arms to stretch, his t-shirt riding up to show a sliver of his abdomen. From the way his slender fingers lock above his head to the taut skin peeking behind the fabric, you’re entranced. Your brain finally comprehends the fact that Kim Sunwoo was no longer a teenage boy, but rather a grown man.

He clears his throat, breaking your trance and forcing you to stop staring. Your cheeks flush slightly as you attempt to hide the embarrassment flooding your features. His lips are pulled into a smug grin, making you aware that he caught you. He doesn’t say anything though, keeping the cocky smirk as he leaves the room. (Presumably to go to the kitchen.)

With hefty feet, you drag yourself to follow. He’s already warming up the leftovers for you as you take a seat at the island barstool, resting your chin on your palm and your elbows on the counter. Your moment from a few minutes ago is long forgotten as you become transfixed by him on the other side of the island.

It’s weird for you to think about how much Eric has matured, coming from an older sister’s point of view. But having that same realization for Sunwoo is a completely different can of worms. You watch as he extracts the container out of the microwave and opens a drawer beside him to grab a pair of chopsticks simultaneously, all without skipping a beat.

He spins on his heels to place the food in front of you, pausing when he notices that you’re staring at him again. The glint in your eyes was more wholesome than before and it made his heart stutter in his chest. He slides the container across the surface of the island, leaning closer to you.

It was almost like your gaze trapped him in a spell, taking over his actions and drawing him towards you like a magnet. He’s never wanted you as much as he did right now, seeing you in his home, sitting on the stool in his kitchen. Your eyes widen when you’ve snapped back to reality.

Before he can do anything, the sound of the front door unlocking stops him and he’s stepping away to tidy up his mess as if nothing happened. Eric comes in to greet you happily and life continues on just as it had prior to Sunwoo leaning into your personal space. He acts like it never occurred, laughing along at a stupid joke your brother made.

And for some reason, you thought he would keep pretending nothing happened. What a rude awakening you were in for.

It’s a couple days into your trip and you were sitting on a lounge chair poolside, while Eric and Haknyeon had gone to get drinks. Sunwoo placed himself in the seat next to you, his sculpted chest and torso gleaming in all their tanned glory.

He knew it was wrong of him to pine after his best friend’s sister, but how could he not? There was something about your maturity that drove him crazy. But even if you ignored that, anyone who could see would find you stunningly gorgeous. The sight of you scantily clad in a bikini was enough to make the strongest men weak.

Perhaps it was also the thrill that you were nearly a decade older than him.

At this point, you weren’t sure if the warmth engulfing your body was from the sun or the brunette’s intense gaze, but you want to push your luck, the incident at the apartment still fresh on your mind.

“Sunwoo? Do you mind putting some sunscreen on my back for me?” You ask innocently, grasping the base of the tube firmly. His tongue darts out and swipes across his lips.

She knows what she’s doing, he thinks to himself.

“Yeah, s’no problem,” he responds cooly, standing from his chair to sit behind you on yours.

You’re borderline on his lap, so close that you can feel his breath on your neck. Just to fuck with him some more, you reach behind yourself to untie your swim suit top.

You’ve been on this playing field long enough to know when a man wants you, but you’ve never been an easy target. It was like a game of cat and mouse for you. Right when they think they’ve got you, you always seem to be three steps ahead.

This little chase that you were leading Sunwoo on wasn’t any different.

His fingers dance dangerously low on your back, working the lotion into your skin wonderfully. As you’ve gotten older, your body has undoubtedly changed. The fat of your thighs was far more than it was when you were in your early twenties/late teens. Your stomach was lined with stretch marks, no two the same. But even so, you remained ever confident. You wouldn’t put up with anyone who wouldn’t agree that your so-called ‘imperfections’ were beautiful.

After a few minutes, once the trap had been set, you tied your bathing suit back. The ghost of his skilled fingers lingered as you stood from the lounge chair, spotting your brother and Haknyeon walking back.

The brunette had never been denied before. He got what he wanted without fail, and he’d be damned if this was the one outlier. He’d just have to prove to you that even though he was younger, he was more of a man than any you’d ever been with. And that was a promise.

Later that evening, the four of you had gone to your respective rooms to shower and get ready for dinner. Luckily, Eric had used his brain for something good and reserved separate hotel rooms for each of you. ‘Just in case,’ he’d said.

You did the finishing touches of your makeup and checked your phone, finding a text from your brother.

[8:07] eric: we’re all in the lobby

[8:07] eric: just waiting on u

[8:07] eric: but take ur time dear sister pls don’t rush on our account

[8:08] eric: it’s not like we have an uber waiting for us or anything

[8:08] eric: note the sarcasm btw

You roll your eyes as you grab your purse, tossing the device inside. Who was he to talk about how long it took you to get ready? You were in your thirties and you were not about to be bossed around by your little brother. Back when he was still in high school, you were the one telling him to speed up his morning process.

Your dad had gotten a job halfway across the country right before his second year and it crushed him. You remember how upset he was when they broke the news, the thought of packing up his entire life and leaving all of his friends stung. So instead, you got a well paying job and bought a two bedroom apartment for the both of you, that way he could stay and finish out the rest of high school. You made some sacrifices, sure, but you were practically done experimenting in your life. You were in your late twenties by this point, what more was there to do? You’d already graduated from university so helping out your brother was doing everyone a favor.

After living together for nearly three years, you and Eric had grown a lot closer. With such an age difference, it’d been difficult to relate to one another and bond over certain things. When he’d discovered a new phase to go through, you had moved past it years prior. You were always just out of reach from each other until then. It was like the universe itself was trying to bring you together.

Even now, both of you much older, he still calls and asks to come over to your place so he can hang out. You meant just as much to him as he did to you.

The elevator dings, opening so you can stroll towards the group of young men waiting for you. Right when they caught sight of you, you started making your way to the Uber parked under the carport outside of the hotel.

The drive to the restaurant was silent, but you could feel an intense gaze on your form. Purposefully, you’d worn your most revealing outfit. A nice tight dress to hug your matured body and some skinny heels to elongate your legs. You were thankful that your brother wasn’t the type to be overly protective, well aware that his older sister could carry her own by now. However, you think even Haknyeon had started to pick up on your actions and the unspoken tension between you and Sunwoo.

You arrived at your location for the evening, stepping out of the car gracefully. You received multiple stares from other patrons and even a few employees. You weren’t sure if it was because you were just that drop dead gorgeous, or if it was another reason entirely. Maybe they were wondering what three men who looked as young as they did, were doing with an older woman such as yourself.

You don’t have to dwell on it for too long, a host showing the four of you to a booth almost immediately. Shout out to Eric and Sunwoo for having connections.

The seating arrangement ends up with you and Sunwoo on one side, Haknyeon and Eric on the other. You had a feeling this was not a good idea. They’d dropped you right where he wanted.

When the waitress comes to take your drink order, you feel the toasty warmth of a hand on your thigh, nearly tripping you up as you point out a margarita on the rocks from the menu. After she jots everything down, she taps her pen against the tablet. She then gestures between your party.

“Are any of you dating?” she asks curiously, eyeing you with a quirk to her brow. To anyone else, it’s a normal question. Eric, Haknyeon, and Sunwoo were indeed good looking guys. (One of them was your brother, of course he was attractive— where do you think he got it from?) But you could see right through her fake act. She had to have recognized the three baseball players.

“Haha, no actually. She’s my sister.” Eric chuckles, pointing at you with his thumb. She narrows her eyes momentarily before covering it up with a sickeningly sweet smile.

“Ah, tú hermana.” She tries to laugh off, but when the boys furrow their eyebrows, she realizes it fell upon deaf ears. You fight the urge to burst into laughter at how stupid they were.

“She said ‘your sister’ in Spanish. Idiots, I swear.” You explain to the still confused table. They let out a chorus of ‘ohhhh’s in response. Learning Spanish was something you’re glad you did, seeing as you sometimes needed to translate during your trip. You would definitely hold it over them when you got back.

The waitress seems to notice how close you and Sunwoo are sitting, but doesn’t call you out on it. While the other two are oblivious to her fixation, the brunette catches on quickly, squeezing the inside of your thigh as she continues her silly little version of twenty questions.

“Cuantos años tienes?” She asks you personally, realizing that you can understand her. What ever happened to girls supporting girls?

“How old are you?”

“En mis treinta.” You answer without hesitation, not exactly telling her for the sake of your own satisfaction. The press of Sunwoo’s fingers trails upward, causing you to shift uncomfortably.

“In my thirties.”

You can sense that she wants to say something snarky to you, her opposition to your age clear as glass, but she chooses not to. Whether that’s because she wants to seem like a good person in front of the boys or otherwise, you couldn’t care less. As long as you hadn’t been disrespected. And you knew if you were, Eric and the guys would jump to defend you with all their beings.

After what feels like a millennium, she finally leaves you alone, even going to the extent of switching tables with another waitress. Was that even allowed? You’re not entirely sure, but at least you didn’t have to deal with someone rude.

The majority of the dinner goes smoothly, the drinks and the food tasting unlike anything you’d ever had. Haknyeon couldn’t stop raving about the different flavors he was experiencing. At some point you think he told the waitress to send his thanks to the chef, in true Haknyeon fashion. That was the majority. The rest of the dinner was spent in absolute agony.

A certain baseball player couldn’t keep his hands to himself, eating with one and teasing you with the other. How no one paid any attention to what was happening right in front of them was beyond you. You’d even accidentally whimpered, covering it up by pretending the food was just that good.

The check couldn’t come fast enough, your body betraying you and anticipating getting back to the hotel. Your brother had different plans, claiming that the night was still young and he wanted to have drinks somewhere else. Your disappointment must’ve been obvious, because Sunwoo comes to your rescue.

“Eric, I think your sister’s ready to hit the hay.” He pats the brunette’s shoulder, one hand on his hip.

“Oh we can head back then—“ You interrupt him.

“No no, it’s fine, Eric, I'll be okay on my own. You guys have fun, don’t let me stop you.” You dismiss him. You could get rid of your problem yourself this way. No one to bother—

“I’ll go with you. Someone’s gotta make sure you get to your room safely, N/N. Besides, I'm beat. The sun’s starting to catch up to me.” Sunwoo grins, ruffling your hair. You glare at him, your irritation coming to light for the first time since you’d landed in the country. You’d done so well at acting like he wasn’t affecting you.

“Alright sick! Thanks, Sunwoo! Hak and I will see you tomorrow I guess,” Eric says. He turns to you, hugging your side. “I'll check to see if you’re still awake later.”

And that was that. You and your brother went your separate ways, ordering two Ubers for the pairs you were in.

It took all of about seconds following the ding of the elevator reaching your floor, for Sunwoo’s lips to meet yours. You jump, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, his large palms supporting you from your ass. It was so attractive that he could hold you like this— showing off the muscles he’s built from all his years of playing baseball, a far cry from that scrawny kid you knew when he was younger

He fumbles with his keycard, waving it frantically in front of the sensor. There’s a flash of green and he pushes the door open wide enough to fit the two of you through its threshold. Never once do your mouths disconnect, kissing each other so feverishly it raises the temperature of the room. He kicks the door closed behind him with his foot, pressing you up against the floor to ceiling mirror-wall beside the bathroom. The heat radiating off of your body fogs up the outline of your figure.

Sunwoo can’t seem to get enough of you, groping and grabbing any part of you that he can. You have to admit, you’ve never felt so needed— so wanted— in your life. In the messiness of teeth clashing and tongues tangling, your desperation begins to run rampant. You whine as he tugs at your bottom lip.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this, N/N,” his voice is husky and breathy, his soft pants filling your ears. He pecks your bare shoulder affectionately, cupping your right breast in his hand. “How long I’ve been waiting for you to take me seriously… to let me treat you like a real man should.”

His knee nudges itself between your legs, creating some much appreciated friction momentarily, his erection prominent against your thigh.

“I know that you know what you're doing when you dress like this. All slutty and revealing, showing yourself off to everyone,” his mouth hovers over the skin of your neck, goosebumps littering the surface. “But really, you do it for me, huh? You do it on purpose ‘cause you know how crazy it makes me. You know exactly what I’ve been wanting since we got here. That’s my smart girl.”

You can’t help the small moan that erupts from the back of your throat, his words and the wet feeling of his tongue circling the area he had just been sucking on going straight to the excitement pooling in your belly. He smiles mischievously, thumb running over your clothed nipple.

You’d been so lost in pleasure that you hadn’t even realized he’d moved you to the bed, your back on the fluffy white comforter and your thighs spread apart for him. He takes a hold of the back of his collar and removes his shirt in one swift motion, pushing your dress upward afterwards to assist you in discarding it.

His eyes rake your now half-naked body, the fullness of your tits nearly spilling out from the lacy nude strapless bra you were wearing. He drags a finger along your lace covered slit, his lips curling when he watches you shudder underneath his touch.

“Sunwoo, please…”

You don’t even know what you’re begging for, just that you need it. And you need it badly.

“Please, what?” He tsks, now massaging your inner thighs, working you up just like he wants. You pout, hoping to convey the message without pleading. Embarrassment floods your body when you realize he’s not gonna make it easy for you. “Use your words, sweetheart.”

You shut your eyes, hoping to will away the sheer mortification flushing your entire being. “P-please touch me.”

This fuels his ego even further. As if it could get any bigger.

“Open your pretty eyes, baby,” he coos, leaning forward to kiss you. When you obey his request, he hooks his long fingers into the waistband of your panties. “There we go. See, good girls get what they ask for.”

He slides them off, parting your legs immediately. The cool air makes you flinch. The one article of clothing that kept you unexposed was gone now, along with the confident woman from earlier in the day.

He repeats his actions from minutes ago, his pointer finger collecting your slick as it slides through your folds with ease. The squelching sound it makes is horrifying, your shame settling back into place. He kisses the plane of your stomach gently, murmuring into the skin.

“Do you hear that, sweetheart? Do you hear how excited you are for me? There’s no point in trying to hide it anymore.”

Your eyes widen at his words, opening your mouth to say something in retaliation but he takes this opportunity to bury two fingers inside of you. A gasp leaves your throat consequently, your back arching on instinct. It had been a while since a man had set aside time for foreplay. He truly was making good on his word, treating you like a real man should.

He lowers himself, positioning his face in front of your pussy and darts his tongue across his lips before flattening it against your clit. The sensation makes you shiver, though that reaction is nothing compared to what happens next. He curls his fingers inside of you, brushing that certain spongy spot that drives you insane, then begins alternating between kitten licking and sucking on the engorged skin of your clit.

You cry out, hands flying down to tug at his hair and dig your nails into his scalp. He doesn’t appear to mind at all, more like he enjoys it, reveling in the way you’re losing yourself to him slowly but surely. It's a dream come true for him. He's finally getting the opportunity to completely ruin you after waiting for-what-felt-like-ever. Horny, teenage Sunwoo would be jumping for joy over this.

He remembers the first time he met you. Eric had invited him, Haknyeon, and other members of the team over to your shared apartment for a team bonding during their second year. The only thought in his mind upon seeing you was ‘damn, I love older women.’ You were just so sure of yourself, he couldn’t help the tightness in his pants and the thumping in his chest.

And those feelings never seemed to fade.

In fact, it appeared that they grew with time. He’d dated other girls since then, especially because he was so popular in high school and in university. Yet for some reason he could never quite pinpoint, things never worked out. They just didn’t feel like the one for him, so he’d end the relationship before anyone got hurt more than they had to. Then the yearly trip would happen and Eric would update him on your life and his crush on you would come rushing back to him.

Even when you’d gotten engaged a few years ago, nothing could stop the way his heart beat only for you and you alone. He didn’t really like the dude all that much, but expressed support for you anyway because he wanted you to be happy. After Eric told him that he broke off the engagement to pursue someone else, Sunwoo just about lost it. He wanted to hunt the guy down himself. He couldn’t fathom how one could just throw away the once in a lifetime opportunity of calling you his. You deserved the world and so much more.

Everything resurfaces and it’s evident in the way his fingers dive even deeper inside of you, his appendage lapping mercilessly at your aching clit. You don’t question him even if you wanted to, your entire body feeling like it’s on cloud 9. He takes a break from licking and sucks at the sweet spot harshly, ripping out a prolonged moan from your lips.

Your release is in your field of vision now, so close that you can nearly taste it. You attempt to buck your hips up into his mouth to chase what you’re yearning for. He senses exactly what’s happening, so he slows his assault, much to your aggravation. You can’t even help the pleas that tumble from the back of your throat.

“No no no no, please,” you sit up, your hands still intertwined with his messy brown locks. “Sun, please… why’d you stop?”

His smile is almost conniving, you swear you can see his canines peeking through. He hovers above you, caging you between his torso and the bed. “You've been having all the fun, so now I think it’s time I have some, too.”

You’re about to ask what he means, when he steps back to undo his belt and zipper, pushing down his pants in record speed. Even through the black material of his (expensive looking) briefs, you can tell he’s well endowed. You rub your legs together, still sensitive from being deprived of your orgasm, and your hunger for all of him increases immensely.

“Eager, are we?” He chuckles, switching places with you. He sits at the edge of the bed, his legs open enough for you to fit between them. You bite your bottom lip, gripping each of his muscular thighs. It wouldn’t be such a bad thing to get crushed by them. It sure would be a hell of a way to die.

He leans back onto his palms, bunching up the sheets in his fists. You move forward to press your mouths in a searing kiss, cupping his clothed erection in your hand. He groans as his teeth nearly gnash with yours. You seize the chance to discard his underwear and massage his cock. The warmth and length of it makes your mouth water, almost whimpering at how flushed it is. You can tell that he’s painfully hard in the way he’s extremely responsive to all of your touches. You swipe your thumb over his slit, collecting the pre cum that’s formed there.

After deciding that enough is enough, he parts from you in favor of ordering you to get on your knees. You maintain eye contact as you wrap your lips around him, the nerves you’d been feeling all night finally washing off. Your tongue swirls around the tip a few times before it licks a broad line from the base back up along the underside. You take him down your throat this time, massaging his balls as you do so. Your cheeks hollow out as you bob your head, your hands jerking what you can’t fit.

An erratic knock at the door startles both of you and you’re about to remove yourself from him, but he keeps you there with a large hand, urging you to continue. You listen reluctantly, assuming the person would just go away if you ignored them.

However, the knock comes again moments later. Sunwoo looks down at you. His eyes tell you all you need to know, so you don’t stop.

“Sunwoo! Hey, have you seen my sister? She’s not in her room.”

You practically choke on him at the sound of your brother’s voice, but he still doesn’t let you pause. His attention doesn’t leave you as he replies.

“Uh yeah, she’s borrowing my shower. Hers wasn’t working.” He lies. His eyes bore into yours intensely, the knowledge that he had Eric’s hot older sister right here in front of him on her knees shrouding his mind.

The brunette outside seems to find that answer sufficient enough and doesn’t interrogate further. “Okay, cool. Just tell her to text me when she gets back to her room.”

“You got it.”

His footsteps can be heard padding against the carpet of the hallway as he walks away.

Your nose brushes against the hair at the base of his cock before he cups your cheeks and lifts your mouth off of him. You take in a deep breath, keeping your hands on his dick firmly. As you regain your breathing, you leave kisses all over, starting at the tip and ending down the shaft. You feel him shudder beneath you, a satisfaction coming from knowing that you’re the one who has him so weak.

You had Kim Sunwoo wrapped around your pretty little finger.

Unbeknownst to you, that’d always been the case. Since day one. But it didn’t matter at the moment. All that either of you cared about right now was wrecking each other.

He slides his cock down your throat again, loving the sight of you getting face fucked by him. You moan around him, the vibrations causing him to grasp at your hair tightly, though you don’t mind the sting either.

“You look so gorgeous like this, sweetheart. Your lips look so pretty wrapped around me. Can’t wait until I’m inside you,” he hisses when your tongue runs over his slit. “You want me to fuck you into the mattress? Until you can’t even remember your own name?”

You release him from your lips once more, nodding frantically. It’s almost pathetic how needy you are for him, your brother’s best friend, someone nearly ten years younger than yourself. “Yes, please, Sunwoo. I want you so bad. I want you to fuck me so hard, I can’t walk properly.”

His smirk from your pleads is ungodly. He swipes his thumb across your bottom lip, pinching it between his fingers before he pulls you up to kiss you roughly. Even though he has this big dominant act up on display, you know he wants you just as much. And he conveys it in the desperate way he moves his mouth against yours with such fervor.

After a few minutes, both of you get sick of wasting time and he flips you around so you’re on your back. He nips at your neck, whispering dirtily as he pumps himself in his hands.

“The only thing I want on your mind is me, you got that?” He lines his dick up with your hole, nibbling on your earlobe while he does so. “The name Kim Sunwoo is gonna be engraved in your fucking brain after tonight.”

Without any semblance of a warning, he pushes himself in, giving you no time for adjustment. His cock fills you up nicely, better than you’ve ever been before, and the feeling alone rips a particularly loud moan out of you. “Oh my god, Sun. Y-you're so big and your cock f-feels so g-good. So s-so good.”

“You’re so tight, your pussy is squeezing me. You gonna cream on my dick?”

He gives you another one of those sly grins, where it’s almost like he’s baring his canines to you, and you swear you’ve never wanted to be ruined as much as you do now.

His pace is unrelenting, nothing but sheer power going into every thrust of his hips. His cock hits places deep inside that you didn’t know existed. It amazes you how much stamina he has and it doesn’t appear like he’s letting up any time soon.

“Sunwoo, just like that— f-fuck yes— right there,”

“Look at you, Y/N, so fucking messy and all because of me.”

He hooks one of your knees on his shoulder, plunging even further into your pussy. The mewl you release is voluminous, enough to wake up anyone in the rooms surrounding his. One of his hands holds your leg in place while the other travels south, gripping your side and using his thumb to vigorously circle your clit.

The added stimulation is just what you need to nudge you closer to your tipping point, what you were deprived of earlier. He, of course, notices that and stops his attack with his finger. You whine in protest, not wanting to deal with his teasing again right now.

You open your mouth to express your distaste at the same moment he rolls his hips experimentally. So instead of complaining about his edging, you let out a choked groan.

“Sunwoo, please, let me cum. Please, I'm begging. I need to.” You hate that you’re in this position, but you can’t hold out much longer. Fatigue is catching up to you and if you don’t cum soon, you might pass out.

“You wanna cum, baby? You want me to let you cum?” He all but growls in your ear. You moan wantonly in response, quickly becoming a babbling mess. “I think you can wait a bit longer. Take it like a big girl, yeah?”

Your other leg wraps around his waist, allowing his already buried cock to kiss at your cervix. The new angle is unhinged, short circuiting your brain. Discarding any thought behind your actions, moving on autopilot, you pull him down to press your mouths together.

The combination of passion and pure lust drives both of you wild, fueling your desires. His lips part from yours and he moans breathily as you clench down on him, the exhale fanning over the lower part of your face. The sound is unlike anything you’ve heard before and you’d do just about anything to hear it again. The brunette was completely unaware of the effects he had on you, something as simple as a noise kicking you into high gear.

But it seems even he’s reaching his limits, not able to hold himself back anymore. In an attempt to finish you both off quickly, he brutalizes each piston of his pelvis. Your nails sink into his shoulders.

“F-fuck— S-Sunwoo I’m gonna— I’m gonna cum— so fucking—“

His thumb finds its way back to your clit and resumes its previous attack, the other circling around a peaked nipple, cutting you off. You arch into him, trying to bring the two of you impossibly closer. His cock rams in and out of you almost inhumanely at the rate he was going. With one particularly harsh thrust, he commands,

“Cum for me, sweetheart.”

The words send you overboard and you release around him, simultaneously gripping him like a vice and moaning so pornographically, you kind of feel bad for everyone else staying on this floor. Your whole body spasms with your orgasm, hushed moans falling from your swollen lips. Seconds later the twitch of his dick alerts you as he follows, filling you up with the warmth of his own cum. Had he not still been inside you, you were certain it’d flow right out, something akin to Niagara Falls. But you’re both too busy trying to catch your breaths to really pay attention to any of that extra stuff.

The ache was settling in your bones instantaneously, and you half-regretted encouraging him to ‘fuck you so hard you couldn’t walk properly’.

After what feels like an eternity, he slowly pulls out his softening cock, your pussy clenching at nothing and feeling empty as he presses a soft peck on the tip of your nose, his dominant personality dissipating along with it.

The moment feels strangely domestic, his coos of praise and the worry that he was too rough with you not flying over your head. Things like ‘you did so well, sweetheart’, ‘I’m so proud of you, baby’, and ‘your pussy was made for my cock’ floated around the air. He caressed your belly with one hand and your hair with the other before pulling himself away from you fully.

“Let me go get you a towel,” he smiles warmly, disappearing into the bathroom he told your brother you were borrowing. When he comes back, he has a fresh pair of briefs on and a damp washcloth on his forearm. “You know, I‘ve had the biggest crush on you since high school. The moment Eric introduced us, I practically fell in love.”

He carefully cleans up your cum covered thighs, weary of how sensitive you are. It dawns on him that you’re fighting back your sleep, but he also realizes that you can’t stay in his room, running the risk of being compromised and Eric finding out. He helps you into a sitting position and leads you to the bath.

He washes your hair and body for you, increasing the overwhelming amount of domesticity that you already started to feel. Even with his admission, you didn’t want to assume that this was something he really wanted. You’d made that mistake before, with your asshole of an ex fiancé, and you couldn’t stomach the thought of that happening with him. He was a young, hot professional baseball player. Why would he want to be tied down to you?

With a towel wrapped tightly around your body and your clothes draped over a shoulder, he aids you in your sneaky trip to your own hotel room. You fumble a bit with the key card, nervous under his gaze for some reason. When you finally get it open, you hurriedly enter, desperate to get away from him to avoid small talk. You were a grown ass woman and here you were, acting like a petulant child.

He reaches for your wrist and stops you prior to getting too far past the door frame. “Hey, hey, what’s the matter? Why won't you look at me? Did— did I do something wrong?”

“N-no! You didn’t. I just— I don't wanna misinterpret the situation...” You betray yourself and look him in the eyes, nearly melting at the soft chocolate color staring right back. He leans forward to kiss you on the lips. It isn’t rushed or forceful like any of the others from earlier in the night. It’s more like the loving one he placed on your nose. It conveys exactly what he wants to say, but can’t put into words, and rids of your doubts all at once. You instinctively shut your eyes, a smile working its way across your face.

“I’ll see you in the morning, sweetheart. Goodnight,” is what he leaves you with, scampering off to his room.

You bring your fingers up to your lips, the stupid grin not disappearing. He wasn’t kidding when he said the name Kim Sunwoo would be engraved in your brain tonight.

The next day, the four of you visit one of the beaches. You chuckle to yourself as you observe Eric and Haknyeon attempting to skimboard, but failing miserably. Your brother flies forward when his board skids to a stop and he stumbles a bit before regaining his bearings. The older laughs at him, hunching over and clutching his stomach as he does so.

Your eyes stay on them for a bit, but your head turns at the sound of footsteps approaching you and the beach towel you were sitting on. You finally glance over when a grunt fills your ears over the crashing waves. Sunwoo leans back onto his palms, sunglasses perched on top of his head. The goods you wanted were set between you, a bag nearly full to the brim with mandarin oranges.

On your way to the beach, you passed a vendor on the street selling different fruits. Among said fruits were the mandarins that caught your attention. You pouted when you realized you left your purse at the hotel, only having your I.D. on you. Being absolutely smitten with you and having no self control, Sunwoo made a promise to himself to come back when you were least expecting to buy you as many as he physically could. (Gift giving was one of his love languages.)

He smiles as your eyes light up like a Christmas tree in August, instinctively reaching for one of the oranges. You bring it up to your nose to smell the faint citrusy scent of the rind, humming contentedly afterwards. With the summer breeze blowing through your hair, the humidity painting your cheeks rosy and the sun behind you giving you a halo-like glow, you look like a scene ripped straight from a movie. Sunwoo feels like the most fortunate guy in the world knowing that he’s the only person who gets to see you like this, committing the visual to memory so he can look back on it whenever he pleases.

He decides that he could die right here right now, and he’d be satisfied with his life. He can already see it, his headstone; Rest in Peace Kim Sunwoo, 2000-2023.

You slowly start to peel the mandarin, each corner of your lips curled upwards. You pop a piece into your mouth, closing your eyes and savoring the taste of its nectar. Without pausing to think about it, you scoot closer to Sunwoo, feeding him some of the orange. A small giggle escapes the back of your throat when he smiles again, this time at how much more comfortable you are with him. (And also how yummy the mandarin is.)

“It almost tastes as sweet as you.”

He meant for it to be an innocent insinuation, but completely forgot about the fact that it could be misconceived as an innuendo. You slap his shoulder with a gasp because that’s exactly how you took it, and he raises his hands in surrender.

“Woah, I was trying to be cute. You’re the one with the dirty mind.”

You roll your eyes, shoving a few more pieces of mandarin into his mouth to shut him up. “Kim Sunwoo, you’re lucky I like you.”

His cheeks are puffed up with the fruit and he tries to smile at you, his pouty lips making him look a little silly. You press a quick kiss to them, forgetting that you were very much in public. He turns to you with eyes like a deer caught in headlights.

“What if Eric sees?” He swallows thickly.

You shake your head. “Let him. I’m happy. That’s all he really cares about.”

It befuddles you that just a week ago, you never would’ve thought this could happen. A week ago, Sunwoo was still that high school boy who stuttered whenever he spoke to you and came over to yours and Eric’s apartment every day after school. A week ago, you were still apprehensive about putting yourself out there, out of fear that you’d just get hurt again. But somehow, Sunwoo managed to change your entire perspective. And sitting here on this beach towel, feeding him mandarins and giggling at his jokes solidifies that for you.

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[agaypanic]

Holy cow, you are going through these requests super fast. Woah! Also congrats on graduating. So am I. This isn't detailed at all but maybe a graduation fic with Hyde or Kelso. You can do whatever you want with it.

Proud of You (Steven Hyde X Reader)

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Summary: Hyde never cared for school or big events that didn’t revolve around him getting wasted. But he always shows up for his favorite girl.

A/N: congrats on graduating to you too!! Also, reader is in Jackie’s grade. Also number 2, even though i write for hyde I DO NOT SUPPORT THE ACTOR!!! kk that’s all, hope you enjoy :) F/f means favorite flower

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You loved your boyfriend; you really truly did. But part of you didn’t believe Hyde when he told you he would be in the front row of your high school graduation. He didn’t even show up to his own graduation! You expected him to forget and find him sitting in his chair in the Forman’s basement, watching some stupid show with the guys.

You still kept your hopes, though. Steven Hyde could always surprise you by showing that he cared. Besides, even if he didn’t come, your other friends would surely show up to see you and Jackie walk across the stage.

But as you sat in the overcrowded, echoey gym, all you could think about was making sure you didn’t miss your name being called by the class president. It was hard to focus with all the camera flashes and cheering families.

“Y/n L/n.” You stood up at the call of your name and moved through the chairs and up the stage. You heard cheers from the crowd of friends and families but couldn’t differentiate any of the voices. Grabbing your diploma and shaking the principal’s hand, you looked out to the audience. Unable to see anyone clearly, you shrugged and returned to your seat.

The ceremony felt like it went on forever. The names and claps seemed never-ending, but after God knows how long, caps were thrown, and you were released to meet with your families. Your family got to you before you could reach the bleachers. You were showered in affection, congratulations, and flowers.

So many flowers.

“Mom, you’re smothering me.” You laughed as your mom crushed you in her embrace and continuously kissed your cheeks.

“I don’t care. My baby graduated!” She took your face in her hands and peppered your forehead with more kisses. Your dad had to pull her off of you, whispering that you should go while you had a chance. As much as you loved your mother, you took that chance.

Speeding off, you looked all around to see if you could find any of your friends. It was an easy task; Kelso was a giant, so you were quick to find him smothering Jackie with affection while the rest of your friends surrounded them, clearly grossed out.

“Hey!” Donna spotted you first, bringing you into a hug before passing you around to everyone else. “We were starting to wonder where you were.”

“Mom got emotional.” You laughed as Eric patted your head, telling you, ‘Good job.’ Everyone else gave you the same sentiment, except for one. The one you were looking forward to the most. “Hey, where’s Hyde?”

“That’s weird,” Fez said, looking around the room. “He was just here.”

“Yeah, he’s around here somewhere.” Using his height advantage, Kelso searched through the crowd. His eyes lit up in recognition somewhere behind you, but he quickly turned around as if someone was telling him to look away. A few seconds later, you felt an arm around your shoulders, bringing your back to a familiar chest.

“Hey, Doll,” Hyde whispered in your ear, kissing the side of your head. “Congratulations.”

You squealed in delight, turning around in your boyfriend’s arm to hug and kiss him.

“I’m kind of surprised you’re here.” You looked down at the hand that wasn’t holding you. “With flowers.”

“Of course, I’m here, Y/n.” Hyde handed you the bouquet of F/f, making you thankful that you passed all the flowers you had already gotten to your dad before you ran off. His now free hand threaded through the hair at the back of your hair and brought you forward so he could kiss the top of your head. “I always show up for my girl.” You grinned.

“I’m so glad you came.”

“I’m proud of you, Doll.” Hyde leaned down to whisper into your ear. You could practically feel the smirk on his lips. “Maybe we should find an empty classroom so I can show you how proud I am.” You laughed, trying to ignore the heat rising in your face.

“Oh my gosh, shut up.”

[lost-walmartbag]

First Impressions

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Warning: Swearing

Background: You've been dating Eric for a while now, and now it's time for the next step. Meeting his mom.

Status: Ongoing

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Good thing

Dating Eric was...surprisingly pretty awesome. I mean, if you knew him before, you'd expect him to be a shitty partner, but no.

You met him in your last year of college. You both had the same math class and practically needed each other to pass. He was a long way from home and you didn't know many people either so it was only natural you both spent a lot of time together.

After you both graduated, you just kept hanging out. You two were almost inseparable. it's only natural you two started dating. Although neither of you had asked the other out, it just kinda went home with you one day and never left. But you wouldn't want it any other way.

He cared about you, waited on you hand and foot, and complimented you to the point of annoyance. Sure, he wasn't always like this, ya know, keeping up appearances in front of his friends and all that but it was kinda nice seeing a part of him that was meant for you and you alone.

So, it was only natural that after almost a year of dating, you'd want to meet his parents. Well, parent. Eric had said in passing when you first started dating that he didn't have a dad and was raised only by his mom.

You didn't really care about that. I mean, she must have done a good job considering how amazing Eric was. Right?

But no matter how much you wanted to meet her, Eric would change the subject. You'd think the ceiling really did need sweeping from how much he used it to avoid talking about bringing you home.

"Come on, Eric, pleeeaassseee?" You said, clasping your hands together and giving him puppydog eyes.

"Ya know, I'm thinking maybe I should grow a beard." He said, looking into the bathroom mirror, clearly trying once again to change the subject.

"No, come on, don't change the subject. Eric please? I really wanna meet her."

Eric put down his razor and looked at you. "Come on Y/N we got a good thing here. Let's just give it some more time. Maybe....next year?"

"Eric, are you serious? We've been dating for almost a year now!"

"Hey, we never had that conversation." He said, putting up his hands defensively with a smirk on his face.

"Oh, so do I need to take you off the lease?" You asked with a frown.

"W-what? No no no no I'm sorry." He said, gently putting his hands on your shoulders.

"Then let me meet her? Why are you so hesitant? Are you...are you embarrassed of me?" You asked, looking up at him. Your eyes showed how hurt you were at the idea that maybe Eric wasn't as committed you as you had thought.

Seeing that look in your eyes, Eric knew he couldn't continue to ignore this, especially from how important it seemed to you. With a defeated sigh, he pulled you into an embrace.

"No, I'm not embarrassed of you. I'm...I'm embarrassed of myself."

"Why?" You said, looking up at him.

"There's just a lot you don't know about who I was back home and I...I don't know if I'm ready for you to know all that yet." He said with a nervous smile. "Kinda was hoping I never would."

"Eric, I like being with you. I like you for you. The old you isn't you now." You said with a soft smile, gently cupping his cheek, which he immediately closes his eyes and leans into.

"I know, but...it's...I don't want you to think...less of me.." He said netting out a shaky breath.

"Come on, Eric. Nothing can make me think less of you." You said gently, kissing his cheek. "So please? Let me meet your mom. I like already requested that time off."

Eric opened his eyes and looked down at you. He bit his lip, hesitating but being powerless against your puppydog eyes.

"Fine... you can meet her."

You smiled brightly and peppered his face with small kisses. "Eeek! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh fuck I need to make something. Oh god, oh god. Pack your bags, baby. we're going to south park!"

Eric watched with a small smile as you ran out of the bathroom to grab your things. He liked how excited you were...so why couldn't he shake off this pit in his stomach?

A/N: Hey, yall, thank yall so much for reading this and being patient with me. Things are hectic but it's ok. I'm ok. Thank you guys so much for the support. So lemme be real with yall about what's happening. No more schedule. I'll post when I post because every time I miss an upload day I hate myself and that's not good for me. So thank you guys for understanding that. Anyway love yall thank you for reading. Bye bye. 🩷🩷🩷🩷

[thedreamworldlibrary]

Dreamers of Myths & Legends Chap.8- Welcome Home to Galar

Here is the next chapter! We’re also getting into more Mew research as I held that off for like the past 5 chapters. This fic is giving anime vibes and I want to keep it that way.

So I brought this up to tumblr, but never on here. If you noticed I’ve been writing long chapters for my fanfics, and it can get a bit exhausting. While looking at the notes for this chapter, I realized with all I have this chapter would be longer. With that I’ve made the decision to split certain ideas into parts starting with this one. This is to make the chapters a bit easy on myself without stressing out over filling up the ideas I’ve planned since this AU started. Some of the ideas I have may be split into 2 or 3 chapters, the most would be 4.

Big thanks to @gigilefache for being my beta reader.

Enjoy!

The Dream Quartet were on a plane going to their next researcher quest. This quest excited Lewis as they would be heading to his hometown, the Galar region. Throughout the entire flight, Lewis was excited to be back in his home region.

Wiatt glanced at his best friend and smiled, “you seem excited.” He said.

“I am!” Lewis beamed. “I finally get to show you guys the Galar Regin!”

“You’ve been excited since this morning,” Sara added.

Flashback:

“Really?!” Lewis shouted. “We’re going to the Galar Region?”

Eric nodded, “I got in touch with someone who has info on Mew.”

Wiatt’s eyes widened as he got up, equally excited as Lewis. “Really?!” He asked.

“Eevee!” Oddity exclaimed, excited like his trainer.

“I figured these two would be excited,” Sara commented seeing her two friends getting excited.

Sara then felt Lewis grab her hand. “Come on darling, we don’t want to be late!” Lewis exclaimed as he dragged his friend out of the facility.

“W-Wait! Lewis!” Sara complained as her friend started to run straight to the airport.

Flashback ends:

Lewis chuckled, “I-I guess I was too excited darling.” He replied. “But, I get to give my best friends the Galar Region experience!”

“Meow! Meow!” Sprigatito exclaimed, excited as well.

The group chuckled, seeing they were all excited to get to Galar. Oddity glanced at the window and his eyes widened as he saw the view of Galar right below them.

“Eevee! Eevee!” Oddity called out.

The Dream Quartet looked down and saw the view of Galar right below. They smiled, but Lewis’s smile was wider than the others.

“We’re here!” Lewis exclaimed.

Once the plane landed, Lewis and Sprigatito were the first ones off the plane. Lewis saw Galar hadn’t changed at all since he left. Sprigatito looked around Galar and saw it was different than back home.

Wiatt and the others got off the plane and went to Lewis’s side.

“Welcome to the Galar region!” Lewis beamed. “So what do you darlings want to do first? Shop, eat, I know all the best spots!”

Wiatt chuckled, he had never seen Lewis excited before, then again Galar was his home region, so it was to be expected. Lewis wanted to give him and his friends the best experience in Galar. “Well,” Wiatt spoke up, “we should see who Eric wanted us to meet before we do anything fun.”

“Did Eric say where we’re meeting his person?” Oliver asked.

“They live somewhere called the Wild Area.” Wiatt answered.

Lewis’s eyes widened and smiled putting his hands together. “Hey! That’s where I live!” He exclaimed. “How about we stop by my place before meeting the person, Eric requested?”

Wiatt and the others looked at each other and smiled, “sounds like a plan!” He replied.

“Vee! Vee!” Oddity exclaimed.

The four chuckled as Lewis led them to the train station to get to the Wild Area.

Off the plane, Team Rocket in disguise in trench coats and hats, were curious to where Wiatt and his friends were going. The trio were originally here on vacation, but upon seeing the Dream Quartet they decided to follow them.

“I wonder where the twerps are going this time?” Meowth asked.

“Let’s not wonder,” Jessie stated. “Let’s follow and find out.”

James and Meowth nodded, and the trio went to the train station to follow Wiatt and his friends. Once they got on the train, they decided to sit down in the booth right in front of Wiatt and his friends. Team Rocker chuckled that they didn’t get caught.

Oddity took notice of the evil trio, but Team Rocket turned away and whistled. The Eevee tilted his head in confusion, not recognizing Team Rocket in their disguise. He brushed it off and relaxed on Wiatt’s lap.

During the train ride through the Wild Area, Wiatt and the others were in awe at all the sights the area had to offer. Oddity and Sprigatito’s eyes widened seeing many wild Pokemon roaming from the window.

“Do you like it, darling?” Lewis asked his Pokemon.

“Meow!” Sprigatito mewled.

“Think we can explore after we get what we need?” Sara asked.

“Sure, darling.” Lewis replied.

On Team Rocket’s side, they smirked seeing all the Pokemon in the Wild Area. “Look at all the Pokemon around here.” Jessie beamed.

“Yeah, why didn’t we strike here the last time we were in Galar?” Meowth asked.

“How about we grab the Pokemon from the Wild Area then we grab the twerps Pokemon?” James suggested.

“Perfect!” Meowth exclaimed. “With a place filled with Pokemon, we might find some rare ones!”

“Very rare!” Jessie and James exclaimed.

“True that, darlings.” Lewis interrupted.

Team Rocket turned to Lewis and saw he overheard some of the conversation. They froze in fear hoping the young boy didn’t hear their master plan.

“Is this your first time visiting the Wild Area?“ Lewis asked.

“Uh…y-yes. We’ve been wanting to visit for so long.” James lied.

“Yeah, just three friends on vacation!” Jessie lied.

Lewis smiled, “Well I hope you like it, the Wild Area is a huge place with many different areas and different Pokémon.”

Team Rocket sighed as they imagined the different Pokemon in the Wild Area with a happy Giovanni crying tears of joy.

“I can’t wait!” Meowth exclaimed.

Soon the train started to slow down as it made its way to the station. Once it came to a full stop, everyone got off the train. Team Rocket was the first one off and started to make their way to the Wild Area hoping to get out of their disguises and start scheming.

Lewis and the others got off the train, smiling seeing Team Rocket have fun. “Well, they look happy,” Wiatt said.

“They sure are, darling.” Lewis replied. “Come on, let’s get going.”

The group nodded and started to make their way through the Wild Area.

Rustle Rustle

Oliver gasped and turned around hearing something from the bushes. However, there was no one in sight.

“Oliver?” Wiatt asked. Oliver turned to his friend. “You okay?”

“Y-Yeah,” Oliver replied. “I thought I heard something.” Ignoring it, he continued walking with his friends.

Once the group walked further away a pair of white ears with orange and yellow markings appeared from the bushes. The Pokemon stuck it’s head out more seeing the group before smirking. This particular Pokemon is Scorbunny, and he couldn’t wait to have a little fun.

“So who are we seeing?” Oliver asked.

Lewis looked at the note Eric gave him, and upon reading the name he froze up.

“What’s wrong?” Wiatt asked.

Lewis slowly looked up and whimpered. “My mom.” He realized she was the person who had the answers for Mew, Danica Bright.

The group was getting close to Lewis’s house, which was blue with a dark blue roof, and the fence had paintings that Lewis had drawn when he was a kid till recent times. Taking a deep breath, Lewis knocked on the door and waited.

Not a moment went by as the door opened and Danica came out. A smile grew on her face seeing her son at the door. Danica had long light brown hair and green eyes like her son. She wore a white sweater over a dark blue dress.

“Lewis!” Danica exclaimed, hugging her son tight. “Oh, my baby boy it’s so good to see you!”

Lewis groaned seeing his mom embarrass him in front of his friends. Wiatt and his friends smiled and chuckled a bit seeing Danica cuddling her son.

“Mom…” Lewis groaned.

Danica chuckled and let go of her son, “sorry, dear. I just missed you since you left.” She said.

Lewis sighed and gave a small smile, “I missed you too.”

Danica hugged her son again before quickly letting go. She then turned to her son’s friends and realized she hadn’t met them physically yet.

“Oh, Mom, this is Sara, Oliver, Wiatt, and his Eevee, Oddity.” Lewis introduced his friends.

“Nice to meet you.” The three said in reply.

Danica smiled and hugged her son’s friends tightly, to the point they couldn’t even breathe.

“M-Mom!?” Lewis exclaimed.

Danica ignored her son’s cries as she continued hugging his friends. “Oh thank you so much for taking care of my son!” She beamed.

“No…problem…” The three replied, muffled.

“Meow,” Sprigatito spoke up. The Grass Cat felt offended she wasn’t introduced.

Danica heard the Pokemon and let go of her son’s friends giving them a chance to breathe.

“Oh sorry darling.” Lewis apologized. “Mom, this is my partner, Sprigatito.”

“Meow. Meow.” Sprigatito said, introducing herself. Her tail wagged excited to meet her trainer’s mom.

Danica smiled and kneeled down at the Grass Cat Pokemon. She petted the Pokemon who let out a purr. “Aww, she’s cute.” She beamed. “Have you been taking good care of my little starlight?”

Lewis blushed in embarrassment that his mom dropped his nickname in front of his friends. The group snickered upon hearing that.

“Starlight?” Sara asked.

“Shut up,” Lewis grumbled, causing his friends to laugh even more.

Danica chuckled and got up, “well, come in you guys.” She said, opening the door wider as her son and his friends walked in.

Upon walking in they heard barking, which made Sprigatito freeze. Coming down the stairs was a Yamper and a Lilipup.

“Yamper! Lillipup!” Lewis beamed as he kneeled down and hugged his mom’s Pokémon. “Darlings, I missed you guys.”

The two dog Pokemon barked happily as Lewis petted them and in return, they gave him kisses.

Sprigatito growled seeing the two puppy Pokemon give their trainer a lot of love and affection.

Lewis heard his Pokemon growl and turned to face her, chuckling. “Lillipup, Yamper, this is my Pokémon Sprigatito.”

Sprigatito growled as Lillipup went over to the Grass Cat Pokémon first. He sniffed her, which gave Sprigatito some ease before going over to give her a lick on the face.

“Meow,” Sprigatito said.

Lillipup barked, which made Sprigatito smile and meow back. Yamper then went over to Sprigatito and sniffed her too before nuzzling her. At first, Sprigatito didn’t mind it, but the sparks from Yamper’s fur made her jump back and hiss, making everyone laugh.

Lewis then carried Sprigatito and held her. “So Mom, you said you found information about our research?”

“I sure did. I found it in the attic.” Danica answered.

She led her son and his friends upstairs, before pulling up the ladder and opening the attic. Unfortunately, a downpour of items came down on top of everyone.

Lewis was the first to come out of the pile, “Mom! Did you forget to clean up?!” He exclaimed.

Danica came out of the pile and chuckled. “Sorry, when Eric told me your mission, I remembered I had something in the attic given to me from my grandfather.” She explained.

Lewis sighed, as the rest of his friends came out of the pile.

After escaping, Danica dug through the pile trying to find what she planned on showing her son and his friends.

“Well, this will be a while,” Wiatt commented.

“Hey, while my mom is looking for it, why don’t I show you guys something my mom and I do?” Lewis asked, walking to another room.

“Uh… sure.” Oliver replied as he, Wiatt, and Sara followed their friend. Lewis took his three friends to another room and opened the door. 

His friend’s eyes widened seeing some Pokémon resting and playing. “Woah!” They exclaimed.

“Look at all the Pokemon!” Oliver exclaimed.

“Are these all yours?” Wiatt asked.

Lewis shook his head. “Nope. These are all wild Pokemon.” He replied. “You see darlings, because there’s no Pokemon Center in the Wild Area, my mom takes care of all the injured Pokemon that come around here,” Lewis explained.

“Wow,” Sara replied. “Sounds like my caretaker back in Kalos.”

As the group was discussing, Oddity saw a silhouette peeking from the window. “Eevee!” Oddity exclaimed.

Everyone turned to the Evolution Pokemon, “Oddity, what’s wrong?” Wiatt asked.

“Eevee! Eevee!” Oddity exclaimed, trying to tell his trainer he saw something outside.

Wiatt put Oddity down and the normal-type ran outside to find out who was spying on them. He looked around hoping to find who that silhouette was, but there was no one in sight.

“Eevee?” Oddity questioned.

Wiatt came outside and looked around seeing nothing either. “Hmm…maybe it was just a Pokemon passing by.”

“Vee.” Oddity wondered.

“Come on, let’s get inside,” Wiatt said, as he walked back inside Lewis’s house.

Oddity blinked and glared before following his trainer back inside. Suddenly, a pebble came flying by and hit Oddity over the head. “Eevee!” Oddity growled, but saw no one. “Eevee?”

“Oddity, come on!” Wiatt called out.

The Eevee sighed and went back inside. From the bushes, Scorbunny smirked and snickered.

While the Dream Quartet sat down in the living room, waiting for Danica to find what she wanted to show her son and his friends. The older woman smiled thinking she had found what she was looking for. “I think I found it!” She beamed.

The Dream Quartet turned to see the older woman come by and showed a photo of Lewis as a toddler wearing a Pichu onesie. Wiatt, Sara, Oliver, Oddity, and Sprigatito tried to hold in their laughter, but Lewis blushed in embarrassment seeing his baby picture.

“Mom!” Lewis yelled.

His friends then laughed hard, as Lewis covered his face with his hands. Danica looked at what she pulled and realized she grabbed the wrong thing. “Oops. Sorry sweetie.” She said, putting the photo behind her back as she went back to the pile of stuff and found the right item; a torn piece of paper. “Here it is!”

Danica walked back to the group, who had calmed down after that funny moment. She sat next to her son as she showed him and his friends what looked to be a map of an mysterious island. On top of it, the words -away Island, half of the name.

“This is part of a map for a place called Faraway Island,” Danica explained.

The Dream Quartet was in awe seeing part of the map. “This is where Mew lives?” Wiatt asked.

Danica nodded in reply. Lewis picked up the map before looking up at his mother, “Mom, how long have you been keeping this?” He asked.

“This map belonged to your grandparents,” Danica answered. “They always explored everywhere, finding rare Pokemon, and Faraway Island was one of their travels.”

Lewis put the map down as his friends looked into it again. “What happened to the other pieces of the map?” Sara asked, mentioning how the map was torn.

Danica sighed. “My parents went on so many adventures, and that also meant they encountered dangerous people on their journeys.” She explained. “To avoid those dangerous people, they ripped pieces of their maps and gave a piece to people they trusted with one of those pieces being given to me.”

Wiatt sighed in disappointment, now he and his friends had to find the pieces before they could get closer to finding Mew.

“So I guess the search is ongoing?” Lewis asked, sighing in disappointment.

“Pretty much.” Sara sighed, disappointed as well. The three let out a sigh, but not Oliver.

The taller boy looked at the map, analyzing how many pieces they needed to find. “From the looks of it, we’re missing two pieces,” Oliver concluded. He turned to Danica “Do you know where the other pieces could be?”

“Hmmm…” Danica thought. “If I can recall one of the pieces is in Johto.”

Oliver smiled. “Hey that’s my home region. Maybe one day we’ll stop by there once we get information.” He explained.

“Sounds like a plan!” Sara exclaimed.

Wiatt felt his stomach rumble. Not long after Lewis’s stomach started to rumble as well.

Danica chuckled “Looks like you four are hungry.”

“Y-Yeah.” Lewis chuckled. “I got so excited we didn’t have time to eat breakfast.”

Danica smiled. “Well why don’t I cook you and your friend’s favorite curry.”

Lewis’s eyes light up like stars, “you mean, your sweet n’ sour curry?” He asked.

Danica nodded. “I’ll get it cooking for you guys.”

“Great! Thanks Mom!” Lewis exclaimed.

Danica smiled and walked to the kitchen with Yamper and Lillipup in tow. Lewis was excited to eat his mom’s cooking, something he missed since he left.

“What’s Sweet n’ Sour curry?” Wiatt asked.

“A secret family recipe, darling,” Lewis answered. “It’s a curry dish where my mom uses half sweet berries and half sour berries mixed into the curry and,” he paused before putting his hand on Wiatt’s shoulder. “I’ll let you try it for yourself.”

Wiatt smiled excitedly to try Lewis’s family curry. From how Lewis was explaining it, it sounded pretty good.

Danica came back in with a nervous smile on her face. “Uh…sweetie?” She spoke up. “I have a problem.”

Lewis groaned and looked down, “let me guess, you forgot the ingredients?” He asked.

“Oh, I have the ingredients,” Danica answered. “I just don’t have the berries for the curry.”

“Great.” Lewis sighed.

Danica gave a small smile, “Lewis, why don’t you and your friends collect berries in the Wild Area for the curry?”

“W-What?!” Lewis asked, shocked.

“Hey, don’t worry Lewis,” Sara spoke up. “You said it was okay, we can explore the Wild Area while we collect the berries.”

Lewis got nervous until Wiatt put his hands on his shoulders. Lewis looked up slightly blushing at his friend. “Come on Lewis, it could be fun!”

“Eevee! Vee!” Oddity exclaimed.

Lewis gave a nervous smile and nodded. “Alright, guess we’ll go.”

“Alright! Yes!” Sara and Wiatt cheered.

“Eevee!” Oddity cheered.

Danica smiled and dug into her pocket for the recipe. She found it and handed it to her son. Lewis unfolded the recipe and saw what the curry needed:

Two Pecha Berries, Two Oran Berries, Two Tomato Berries, Two Leppa Berries, and Two Sitrus Berries.

“Okay! I got it memorized.” Lewis said, putting the recipe in his pocket.

“Goodluck, my Starlight!” Danica replied, hugging her son tight.

Lewis groaned as his friends chuckled again at his nickname.

Outside the house, Scorbunny overheard everything and smirked. He let out an evil chuckle as he went to set up his plans

Lewis and his friends went to the Wild Area. Sara sent out her Skiddo and Piplup to help with finding the berries for the curry.

“Alright, here are the ingredients right here,” Lewis said, showing his friends the berries needed for the curry. “Now the berries are found in berry trees scattered around the Wild Area.” He then grabbed his Rotom Phone and sent his friends a photo of a berry tree.

Once Wiatt, Oliver, and Sara’s Rotom Phones beeped as they grabbed it and looked at the photos of what the berry trees looked like.

“How about we split into teams? Oddity and Skiddo can be one team, Piplup and Sprigatito can be one, Lewis and I can be a team, and Oliver and Sara are another.” Wiatt explained.

Lewis smiled hearing he’d be partnered with Wiatt,  Sara glared and crossed her arms.

“Wait? Who said you and Lewis should be a team?” Sara asked.

“I did? I planned the teams.” Wiatt replied, crossing his arms and facing Sara.

Sara crossed her arms as well, “well if anyone is doing team planning it’s me, and I think I’ll do better matching teams then you.”

Wiatt glared at the girl, growling a little bit.

“Besides, why do you want to be partnered with Lewis?” Sara asked.

Wiatt’s eyes widened as he blushed looking at Lewis who was confused. “Uh…I just want to spend time with him.” He lied.

Sara blinked confused, she noticed Wiatt was blushing but didn’t think much of it.

“How about the Pokémon being one team, and the four of us could be a team?” Lewis suggested.

Sara and Wiatt looked at each other, and the blush faded from Wiatt’s cheeks.

“I guess that’s fine.” Sara sighed.

“I agree,” Wiatt added.

“Splendid!” Lewis beamed. He turned to Sprigatito and Piplup. “Now darlings once you and the others have found the berries needed, signal us using Leafage and Bubble Beam, okay?”

“Meow!” Sprigatito replied.

“Piplup! Pip!” Piplup replied.

Skiddo heard rustling in the bushes and turned around. She glared as she walked over to the bushes to check out what was over there. Sara took notice of her Pokémon walking off and called out to her.

“Skiddo! Where are you going?”

Skiddo bleats while she points at the bushes with her hooves telling her trainer that she heard something in the bushes. Sara glanced at the bushes and went over to look only to see nothing.

“Skiddo. I don’t see anything.” Sara reassured her. She walked back to the group, but not before petting her Pokémon on the head.

Skiddo knew she heard something. She glanced over at the bushes again and glared.

“Eevee?” Oddity asked, walking over to the Mount Pokémon.

Skiddo snapped out of her thoughts and bleated in reply that she’s okay. She then ushered the Evolution Pokemon to help find berries for their lunch.

The group split up to find the ingredients. Once they were gone, Scorbunny appeared out of the bushes, snickering as he followed the group.

The Rabbit Pokémon followed Oddity and Skiddo to a Pecha Berry tree. From the looks of it, the two Pokemon saw something rustle in the trees.

“Eevee!” Oddity called out.

Appearing from the branches was a Skwovet with some berries in its mouth.

“Eevee!” Oddity said. Using a nearby stick he drew the Pecha Berries and Leppa Berries, explaining it’s for their lunch.

“Skwo!” Skwovet replied, retreating to the trees and throwing some Pecha Berries for the two Pokemon. Once that was done, Skwovet came down and told the two Pokemon where the Leppa Berries were.

“Skwo! Skwovet!” Skwovet explained, pointing at the nearby trees.

“Vee! Eevee!” Oddity replied. He and Skiddo thank the Cheeky Pokemon and leave to find Leppa Berries.

Skwovet waved goodbye seeing the duo leave to find berries.

Scorbunny snickered and ran off, hoping to get ahead of Oddity and Skiddo. He then saw an apple tree and snickered, having an idea. The Rabbit Pokémon heard Oddity and Skiddo walk by and hid behind the tree.

Scorbunny waited until the time was right, once Oddity and Skiddo were near his tree, he kicked it causing a bunch of apples to fall on top of them. The two were knocked out as Scorbunny appeared in front of them and laughed.

Skiddo was the first to awaken due to the fire-type’s laughter and growled at him. She escaped from the pile of apples and used her vines to grab him. Scorbunny froze in shock as he was pulled closer to Skiddo, who glared at them.

Scorbunny felt scared and chuckled nervously, almost telling the Mount Pokemon it was just a prank. The latter however didn’t think it was funny and proceeded to throw Scorbunny to the other side of the forest, spinning like a top.

Skiddo huffed, hoping she’d never see that fire-type Pokemon ever again. She then turned to Oddity and saw him slowly waking up, struggling to get out of the pile of apples. Skiddo bleated and used her vines to help Oddity out of the pile. She then brushed Oddity’s fur with said vines.

“Vee Eevee!” Oddity replied, thanking his friend.

Skiddo bleated in reply, happy to help her friend, and the two continued off to find Leppa Berries.

Scorbunny was still spinning around until he crashed into a tree. Scorbunny groaned as some berries landed on his head before collapsing on the ground.

Sprigatito and Piplup had been on their way to collect Oran Berries and Sitrus Berries when they saw Scorbunny on the ground. The two were in shock and ran over to the rabbit Pokémon trying to wake him up.

“Piplup Pip?” Piplup asked, hoping Scorbunny was alright,

“Meow. Meow.” Sprigatito asked the same thing.

Scorbunny slowly opened his eyes and saw the two Pokemon, looking at him in concern. “Scor…” He weakly replied.

The Grass Cat Pokemon and The Penguin Pokemon were relieved seeing Scorbunny was alright. “Pip. Piplup!” Piplup exclaimed.

Scorbunny jumped up in surprise. He remembered that these two Pokemon were part of Wiatt’s group. He took a deep breath to relax and told the two Pokemon he was alright.

Sprigatito and Piplup smiled, as the Penguin Pokemon asked the fire-type about berries. “Piplup. Pip pip Piplup.”

“Scorbun?” Scorbunny asked.

“Meow. Meow.” Sprigatito replied. She told Scorbunny how her trainer needed berries to make a meal, and the two were looking for Oran Berries and Sitrus Berries.

“Scor. Scorbun bun.” Scorbunny replied, promising to show the two Pokemon where the berries were. Sprigatito and Piplup’s eyes widened and sparkled, finding a Pokemon that could help them. Scorbunny ushered them to follow him. The two Pokemon followed the fire-type from behind, while the latter smirked seeing these two were easy to trick.

In a farther part of the forest, Oddity and Skiddo finally found the Leppa Berries and were finally picking them. Once they gathered enough they decided to head back to Wiatt and the others.

As they were heading back, Skiddo saw the prankster Scorbunny again with their friends. She growled and went to follow the fire-type seeing where he was going to take Sprigatito and Piplup.

“Eevee?” Oddity asked, wondering if Skiddo was okay, and decided to follow her.

Scorbunny led Sprigatito and Piplup to a bunch of trees each with many different berries on them. Their eyes widened seeing many berries including Oran and Sitrus Berries. Scorbunny found a pebble and kicked it at the tree causing some Sitrus Berries to fall off.

Sprigatito and Piplup beamed in joy seeing the berries as Scorbunny picked up some Sitrus Berries and handed them to Piplup.

“Pip Piplup.” Piplup thanked the fire type.

“Scorbunny. Score.” Scorbunny replied. The fire-type was ready to kick another pebble to a tree but smirked seeing a Vespiqueen nest and was ready to kick the pebble there.

Scorbunny bounced the pebble around with his foot before smirking and kicking the pebble towards the Vespiqueen nest.

However, Skiddo used Razor Leaf knocking the pebble out of the way, as it hit another berry tree. Scorbunny, Sprigatito and Piplup turned to Skiddo, who was fuming with anger.

“Piplup?” Piplup asked his teammate, confused.

“Meow. Meow.” Sprigatito added.

Skiddo belated as she used her vines to point at Scorbunny. She explained to her fellow Pokemon friends what Scorbunny did to her and Oddity. Piplup and Sprigatito looked shocked and turned towards the Rabbit Pokémon.

“Meow. Meow?” Sprigatito asked, wondering what her fellow grass Pokemon said was true.

Scorbunny tried to find his way out of his predicament, but he was cornered by the Mount Pokémon. The fire-type gave a nervous chuckle and walked over to Skiddo while reassuring the group this was all a prank. He put his arm around Skiddo, which made her glare at the fire-type.

The Rabbit Pokémon laughed as he nudged Skiddo, which made her angry by the second. Scorbunny then made the mistake of smacking Skiddo as he continued to laugh.

Skiddo growled and grabbed Scorbunny with her vines, launching him away, almost like how Team Rocket blasted off.

Oddity, Piplup and Sprigatito looked horrified over their friend angry at the fire-type Pokemon. “Eevee?” Oddity asked.

“Piplup Pip,” Piplup said, reminding Skiddo she took it too far.

Skiddo turned to glare at her friends causing them to huddle in fear at the grass-type’s anger. Skiddo bleats, telling the trio to follow her to find the last of the berries for Lewis and his friends. The trio followed the Mount Pokémon still in fear over their friend’s anger.

Speaking of Lewis and his friends, the group finally found Tomato Berries and were ready to head back to where they split off. However, Lewis and Sara got worried for their Pokemon as they haven’t sent out the signal.

“Think Skiddo, Piplup, and Sprigatito are alright?” Sara asked.

“I’m sure their fine, darling,” Lewis reassured her. 

Sara wasn’t convinced, but soon she heard a scream. She looked up and her eyes widened seeing Scorbunny come crashing down towards them. “Um…guys.” Sara pointed at the sky.

Wiatt, Lewis, and Oliver looked up shocked seeing Scorbunny screaming as he fell, and landed on Oliver.

“Oliver!” Wiatt, Lewis, and Sara shouted.

Oliver and Scorbunny were dizzy from the landing as Torchic danced above their heads. The two both shook it off and looked at each other in the eyes, and the two felt like it was destiny.

“Darling, are you alright?” Lewis asked.

“I’m fine,” Oliver replied, looking up at his friend rubbing his head. He then looked over at Scorbunny who rubbed his head before getting off of Oliver.

“Where did this Scorbunng come from?” Sara asked. “I never seen one fall right out of the sky.”

“Hmm…” Wiatt wondered. He grabbed his Rotom Phone and scared Scorbunny into the Pokedex.

Scorbunny, the Rabbit Pokémon. A Fire-Type.

The special pads on its feet and nose radiate tremendous heat. When it does warm ups Scorbunny can use the full extent of its power.

Scorbunny smiled proudly, twitching his ears and putting his paws at his hips. “Scorbunny. Scorbun!” He beamed.

Sara smiled, “aww, he’s so cute!” She beamed.

Scorbunny gulped and blushed as his ears went down.

The Dream Quartet chuckled. “Guess someone’s a little embarrassed being called cute.” Oliver said.

Scorbunny lifted one of his ears and glanced at Oliver, who smiled at him. “Scorbunny.” He said as he lifted his other ear.

“So where did you come from?” Oliver asked.

Scorbunny chuckled and was about to explain, but heard the sound of Skiddo growling at him. The group turned to Skiddo and saw the anger in her eyes and the fear in Oddity, Piplup, and Sprigatito’s eyes.

“Skiddo,” Sara spoke up.

Scorbunny realized he was in danger now, as he hid behind Oliver for protection.

Skiddo growled seeing Scorbunny, she bleated seeing him, ready to take him down.

“Skiddo, what’s wrong?” Sara asked.

Skiddo bleated and explained to her trainer that Scorbunny had been nothing but trouble since they all arrived in the Wild Area.

“You’re saying Scorbunny has been causing trouble?” Sara asked.

Skiddo nodded and bleated in anger. She explained to her trainer what Scorbunny did, which caused everyone to turn and face the Rabbit Pokemon. Scorbunny gave a nervous smile as he stepped back away from the group. 

“Scorbunny,” Oliver spoke up. 

Scorbunny froze in fear as he slowly glanced at Oliver.

Skiddo saw the fire-type trying to leave and growled as she was ready use Take Down on him, despite the warning from her trainer.

“Skiddo, wait!” Sara shouted.

Scorbunny got scared and quickly saw a pebble and smirked. Using his foot he kicked the pebble around a few times before the pebble caught on fire. This was Socrbunny’s way of using Ember. Scorbunny used his Ember attack on Skiddo, causing major damage thanks to her being a grass-type.

“Skiddo, no!” Sara yelled.

Skiddo fell to the ground, knocked out, and chared from the Ember attack.

“Skiddo!” Sara yelled running over to her partner.

Oliver looked down at Scorbunny with a glare. “Why did you do that?!” He yelled.

Scorbunny smirked and stuck his tongue out before running away.

Oliver felt hurt thinking Scorbunny was a sweet but kind Pokemon, not knowing it was mischievous. He tried to go after it, but stopped seeing Sara tear up over her Skiddo being defeated.

Lewis put his hand on Sara’s shoulder causing her to look up at her friend. “Darling, we have to get back to my house.” He said. “My mom can treat Skiddo.”

Sara sniffled and wiped the tears from her eyes, and nodded. She grabbed Skiddo’s Pokeball and put Skiddo back in. “Let’s hurry!” Sara exclaimed.

“Right.” Her friends replied. The four and their Pokémon rushed back to Lewis’s house to get Skiddo treated.

Once seeing the Dream Quartet leave, Scorbunny showed some guilt for what he did to Skiddo. However, it shook it off and walked away continuing to kick around a pebble.

[bloogers-boogers]

Small one-shot

Author’s note: God, It’s been like a week since I last wrote, tho it feels like decades 😭 anyways this is about my last post ‘no cure’

Gave it my best, i still have some drafts to finish when it comes to my other fics (no, i haven’t forgotten!) so yeah, went a little rush on this one.

Btw @malu897 i did it! Cx

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“What’s taking him so long?” Kyle tapped his feet desperately as he hold on to a basketball, he stood put near the basketball hoop watching intensely towards the entrance of the court.

Both Stan and Kenny shared a glance in confusion before the raven boy spoke.

“You invited Butters?”

Kyle arced a brow, “no dude, I’m talking about Cartman. Where the fuck is he?” Clenching on to the ball as he felt frustration rise inside him. He wanted to play already and his fat friend was delaying them from doing so.

Oblivious to his friends concerns he began bouncing the ball a couple of times, turning his back away from them and throwing the ball inside the hoop with ease.

“Cartman can’t come, he’s sick,” Stan added softly, watching Kyle tense before stopping the ball from rolling away with his right feet.

Still looking away he grabbed the ball, “So? He can still come and play. Did someone tell him we were gonna meet up here?”

“Dude, Kyle. Like he’s really sick right now, i doubt he could if he wanted to.”

The redhead made a sour expression before turning to look at his friends, “He’s been through worse, he can do it. Cmon, let’s get his lazy ass outta bed before he blends with it,” and with that, he marched his way towards Cartman’s house, two unsure boys following behind.

••••

"Sorry boys, but Eric can’t come out to play today,” Liane comented, smiling apologetic before closing the door.

“See?” Stan spoke from behind, Kyle looked the other way not bothering to answer back, following the trail of snow leading under Cartman’s window.

He stood there staring at the window above, his friends approaching as they connected the dots.

“Kyle, that’s not necessary,” Stan tried reasoning with the redhead, but it was far too late; Kyle was already half way climbing the ladder conveniently placed in the ground underneath the window.

Kyle peeked from outside the window, using both his hand to see clear inside

“Anything?” He heard Stan ask.

“It’s dark,” he replied back, before tapping a couple of times expecting to hear something back, but none.

He slowly opened up the window as he peeked his head inside, eyeing a small lump wrapped with a blanket in the bed.

A coughing fit began to resonate throughout the room, Kyle carefully climb inside entering the bedroom.

“Cartman?” He asked in a whisper, cautious to not be caught by his friend’s mother, “lardass, stop acting like you got your limbs cut off and let’s go. We’re getting you outta here,”

Kyle approached his friend who only bothered to give him a small glance; still under his covers looking exhausted with big dark circles under his eyes and his skin paler than ever. His stomach flipped a knot, the boy didn’t seemed bothered by his presence, his eyes were dull and he coughed a little more lightly than previously.

“Kyle..?” The redhead’s heart pounder a aching feeling resurfacing in it by the softest sound his ever heard come out from his rival.

His fingers twitch, looking at the boy’s messy hair covering half his eyes.

Kyle felt like he was left speechless, luckily for him he was unintentionally saved by his best friend who peaked from outside the window before joining inside followed by Kenny.

"Hey, Cartman," Stan chimed in, a sad smile formed his lips, "we're gonna go play basketball."

"I don't think he can move, dudes," Kenny spoke next to them.

They all share a knowing glance and with out further thought Kenny was already found half way down the ladder holding on to Cartman's ass an legs with one arm while Kyle held Cartman's upper body on to his back as he climb down and Stan hold on to the ladder for safety reasons, Cartman tirelessly rested his head on the redhead's shoulder as his arms dangled on to Kyle's sides as both boys struggled to get him down.

Miraculously they managed to do so with out dropping him, Stan on the other hand trip on the last step climbing down.

The breeze hit fiercely against them and Cartman began coughing abruptly, Kyle covered his mouth with his hand still having Cartman on his back, "do you want us to get caught, fatass?" He sneered, hearing the coughing cease.

He struggled a bit to balance himself, wobbling legs by the extra weight but he managed to stand still, eyeing his friends in a signal to keep watch while walking down the streets and heading towards the basketball court.

That was one of the few attempts they did to keep including their ill friend in there hangouts.

The second time is was with little less effort, as Cartman really was in a delicate state so they managed to sneak inside his bedroom and watch Netflix movies together against the protest of their parents.

The third, was much more complicated.. Cartman was trapped at the hospital this time, Kenny had stalled the nurses with a couple of firecrackers while Kyle and Stan stuck in Cartman's room and wheeled his bed out from the building. They slid down wildly a cliff, smiling with the sudden rush of adrenaline holding on to their friend who didn't share the same enthusiasm as they went down.

And no matter how many times his friends tried to reason with him for the obvious oncoming Kyle refused to accept Cartman wasn't gonna be okay, that he still was the same old Cartman they knew and that he could still be as livid and wild as he ever was.

But deep inside, he knew that was a lie to keep himself from admitting the inevitable truth.

Cartman was gonna die.

[piperslovebot]

https://www.tumblr.com/randomwriter23/745720344257626112/prompt-you-should-have-trusted-me-how-dare?source=share

Hiya, Poorni ❤️! Could I request a drabble that takes place after this? Red finds out what Donna said to Eric, either from Donna or from Eric (your choice), and he isn't too happy with Donna.

Hey Sunshine! Hope you love this!

"And then she said me and Casey weren’t 'that serious' and that I should be 'over it' by now." Eric says while munching on his oats.

After what happened at the breakfast place, he decided to meet up with the 'moron' friends at his house.

Shelly scoffs, "Pinciotti must’ve blind or deaf to not see you guys confessing your love for one another any chance you guys got."

Caroline chimes in, "Yeah. And her and that little gang was what led you to even go to Casey in the first place."

"So it's our fault?" Donna scoffs, now right behind Eric and Connie. "We didn’t force him to date Casey." She exclaims, but that only fueled Caroline's anger.

Caroline slams her hands on the table and gets up, now glaring at the redhead. "No, but if you guys had been supportive friends and actually listened to him, Eric wouldn’t have felt the way he did. You say you and your little gang had been there through think and thin, but when we warned you guys about Eric and Casey, what did you do? You just shrugged it off. Even made fun of it and thought Casey could 'do better'."

Eric scoffs and turns to Donna, "And if you really did pay attention to know what was going on, me and Casey were serious. Hell, he was the only person aside from you that I had sex with."

That caught Donna's attention. Sex was always something special and meaningful between them both, and to learn that Eric gave himself to Casey hurt. To know that he had sex with someone, even when they were broken up, hurt.

"And it’s been five weeks since Casey ended it, but you expect me to be 'over it'? Y'know, just because I got over you doesn’t mean I get over what he so easily."

"Eh-hem." Red, who is now behind Buddy and Mitch, crosses his arms. Donna clears his throat, "Mr.Forman, I—"

"Donna, when I first met you next door, you seemed to be a nice girl. I always saw you as someone who was there for her dumbass friends. I guess once again, I was wrong."

[silvergomez]

House of Ashes in Among us 4

*at the meeting*

Jason: As I said, It ends here!

*Expectation Break*

Joey: okay but how? Still have 4 players

Jason: I don't know, I just wanted to do a mini Drama

joey: ah... that's a little problem

Rachel: that's great, we're just going to finish the tasks, so we can win.

Jason: You're right, We're all gonna stick together or are we gonna go our separate ways?

Rachel: I think we have to stick together, right?

Jason: Yes, anyone out there going to disagree?

Joey: There's nothing to disagree with and the best we have now so why waste it?

Eric: Truth

Rachel: So It's done! Let's end this First game in a good way

Jason: So will there be more games after this one?

Rachel: but of course! If something happens to me I'll want a rematch!

Eric: don't forget to vote!

*Ended meeting*

Joey: I think I'll go to The Cameras

Jason: I'm going to navigation!

Eric: I go to electric

Rachel: Wait people.... And stay together? uh! It's no use talking when there's no one here!

*on cameras*

Joey: well here is a good place to stay,But what did Rachel say? I can't remember

Joey: I guess it shouldn't be something really important I suppose

Joey: anyway let's see *watching the cameras*

*lights go out*

joey: And like Eric said the imposter likes the dark

*Pick up cell phone and turn on flashlight*

Joey: Wow looks like I'm in some horror game haha

Joey: Not that A game where You have to kill crew for no reason Not a Horror game

Joey: And to make matters worse and when you are a crew member, then the perfect horror movie, or rather, horror game.

*joey walks to the electric place and finds blood*

Joey: I didn't know there could be blood in this game...but if there's blood then there's something worse....

???: Hey joey!

Joey: Ah what? Oh god!

???: So you want to know who the imposter is?

joey: Of course I do! But but- I'd better Know it myself

???: not! come closer and you will know

Joey: No Offense But It's Kind of Stupid of You To Call Someone That

???: oh and of course I did But I thought it would work

Joey: Whatever

*Joey Sees a trail of blood That leads out of the tram and leaves*

*following the trail of blood He finds Rachel's body*

*Report the body*

Eric: Oh my god, who died?

Jason: I think we already know who

Joey: I think I already know who it is

Eric: I trust you I know you will make the right choice

Jason: It's Eric!

Eric: What? Why? joey You know it wasn't me right?

Jason: Oh man come on, Say it! You spent half the time With joey To get him to trust you, right?

Jason: You did it because you knew he would trust you and use him against me on top of that.

Eric: so this is your theory?

Jason: I know it's hard to believe He was the one who killed everyone.

Eric: Oh there ! so You're going to blame me now are you? for the murders you committed?

Jason: did i commit? Oh really?

Eric: Well if you ask me, I think it's kind of obvious that it was you!

Eric: After Our First Reunion You Were the One Who Went Away And Then Merwin Goes Away And Turns Up Dead Soon After You Walk Away From Us!

Eric: When Clarice died You were the only one who didn't seem surprised at the meeting,

Eric: It's funny when the lights went down I was with Joey the whole time But people still died! If you don't remember Salim and Nick.

Eric: I think I don't even need to say, right?

Eric And Jason: joey! Please? you know who it is!

joey: I already know who it is!

joey: It's Jason!

Eric: knew you'd make the right choice

Jason: O'What why man? I thought we were friends!

joey: Well, that's all Eric said there

Jason: So what happens now?

Eric: you go away

Jason: I always come back!

joey: Another reference? wow, it should be called the House of References

Jason: but it's true-

*Jason is ejected, He is the imposter*

*No impostors*

*The Crewmates win*

Joey: Yay! I knew it

Eric: haha you are very good

Joey: Obviously, what now?

Eric: We just got back to the lobby!

*All back there lobby*

Everyone except jason: Yay!

Jason: Eric you son of a bit-

The end (for now)

[himebushou]

I've basically been doing very little with my time besides watching Shaman King 2021 so phew, here are some thoughts on Episodes 10-32!

Episode 10

The bit with everybody hanging out at the inn was adorable, hee.

I LOVE BOZ THEY'RE SO FUNNY

It's odd that Yoh is already paying that much attention to "Hao" considering the name has come up once? But yeah...

Ryu comes back!! And damn, he already qualified for the main tournament?

Bason and Ren are too cute. Also, it's interesting to watch Ren's mindset change and hee, we get the showdown against Tao En!

Episode 11

Phew — Ren gets captured by his Pops and the Zoldyck vibes INTENSIFY.

I don't remember the Tao family having their own Super Sentai Squad, but hey, it tracks!

It's a bit of a shame that these battles were concluded so quickly, but it was cool to see Horohoro and Ryu's upgrades!

Can't believe Tao Rn squeezed that poor baby panda to death only for it to be resurrected as a zombie in the next scene! SHEESH!

Episode 12

This episode also went at THE SPEED OF LIGHT! I cant believe we got Jun's dramatic rescue and the whole Tao En reveal and fight in the same episode! I mean, at this speed, Ren's deep loyalty to the gang does seem a bit goofy, but hey, I'll deal!

Ryu saying, "Just what exactly do you think wavering is?" had me laughing so much, oh man.

Episode 13

How is SO MUCH happeningin EVERY EPISODE?

Yoh and the crew leave home!

They meet Hao!

They get dropped out of a plane!

They meet Lilirara, who's really cool! There's sone backstory!

They go on their way — AND THEN LILIRARA DIES???

Wild!!!!

Horohoro continues to be adorable and guh, I'm really enjoying watching the episodes dubbed... honestly, the dub iis really, really good!

Episode 14

WHEEE LYSERG THE DOOFUS IS HERE... to be honest he's a lil green Sherlock. Isn't it nice that everyone has a colour-coded Oracle Bell lol Yoh's is orange and Lyserg's is green... it's been like 15 years but I still don't know if I've forgiven him for what comes later. Whoops.

Anna is such a great character and I love how much bearing she has on the story.

New ending! And it's Iron Maiden Jeanne!!

Also, the goof with 6 years versus 8 years... Lyserg's parents definitely weren't killed 6 years ago, sheesh.

Episode 15

Okay, so this was one of the eps where the pacing was definitely painful. Anna got a (hodgepodge) version of Hao's backstory — honestly, why didn't Yohmei just tell her the whole deal if he was going to reveal so much? And then, she dealt with Hao's familiars SO QUICKLY that there was like. No threat to them at all. I was expecting more boom bang...

But she did use the 1080 beads! We love the 1080 beads!

Horohoro is just one of the best characters and I loved his upgrade, gosh. Again, we could have had a whole episode dedicated to his time with Apollo, rather than 10 mins. I also don't know HOW Ranger Bluebell knew bout him wanting to become the Shaman King since that wasn't discussed

For obvious reasons, Morphin is renamed Morphia in the dub, hue.

Episode 16

Not much that I can say about this episode (I was a bit sleepy when I watched it). Ryu is getting an upgrade — at lastl! And this episode had some of the humour I love from Shaman King: the whole bit with the vampiric guys was SO funny. "If there are only 5 in the group, why do two of them look the same?!" Yoh/Ren/Horohoro are such a darling trio.

Episode 17

/inhales

THE X-LAWS ARE HERE

WHICH MEANS MARCO IS HERE

WHICH MEANS... ERIC STUART!!!

And man I hate Marco (thought ťhe X-Laws are great villains who basically permanently impacted mine and my friends' psyches; they're a specific type of evil) but boy oh boy, it is sooo good to hear Seto Kaiba in an anime again, sobs.

Lyserg... tbh, I don't think I ever forgave his betrayal back from 2001; THERE'S STILL A PART OF ME THAT'S MAD. I wonder if I might feel differently this time around but I half-expected the little green bean to run off with the X-Laws in this very episode so I was a bit surprised when he didn't.

And then a surprise! Hao chatted to Anna and Manta and Tamao! Anna looks so cool with the sunglasses, lol. Though... I feel like Manta's being from money is largely a plot device (because how else would everyone get to the States)... but I often find this with rich/wealthy characters. sighs!

Oh, also! The Shaman King timeline is SO WHACK. Like, Ryu says to Yoh: "You forgot about me in Izumo which is when I trained to be a shaman." But here's the problem. I think Ryu only went to Izumo in the he first place to take Manta there and THEN he trained with Yohmei — but the flashback reveals that Ryu had to wait for a week to get Yohmei to train him (why is Mikihisa Like That btw) which means that. Yoh would have already been back and fighting and drawing against Ren and therefore concluding prelims in the same time that Ryu was supposedly waiting for Yohemi to train him? And yet Ryu somehow had an Oracle Bell AND qualified for the main tournament? While Ren had only completed two battles?

fudjdjd stuff like this drives me absolutely cuckoo I NEED WRITERS TO HAVE CHARTS AND TOURNAMENT TABLES AND TIMELINES AND ALL ELSE. URHFJFJD

Episode 18

JOCO!!! HEART EMOJIIIS

Anna slapping Hao with her free hand!

Mihihisa being revealed to be Yoh's dad!!

And the whole bit with Ren deciding the teams fhdjd man I am CRACKING UP!

(I rewatched some scenes in English and Japanese and wow, some of the changes are completely unnecessary fjdjd)

Episode 19

I... finally caught the Mic the Jaguar / Mic Jagger joke.

After almost 20 years.

SHEESH.

(I love Boz they're so funny fjljjd)

Episode 20

I never knew that Joco's backstory was so sad... my poor little guy...

I love how Ren pointed out that Horohoro did nothing, zero and zilch in the match dhdjd

Episode 21

Phew... to say that the X-Laws are brutal is putting it lightly... and looking at Jeanne and the way she was in this episode and knowing that she ends up with Ren is very. HUH?

I kind of can't believe just how laidback Yoh is sometimes. It kinda irritates me a tiny bit? Back in the day, I couldn't choose between Yoh, Ren and Horohoro for the Favourite Character Spot, but I'm not firmly Team Horohoro, ehe.

Poor Team Niles. Gosh.

Episode 22

Crying and sobbing... why won't Shaman King just give me. A TIMELINE? So now I discover that it's been TWO MONTHS since they were in the Patch village (???) and it's already the last battle of the first round of the tournament (???) and that Anna already taught Team Funbari Hot Springs EVERYTHING in Hao's big bad book (???) and? We didn't get to see any of that? Like I understand this decision if that's how it went down in the manga and the double OS was a major, unprecedented reveal, but if not... I LOVE A TRAINING MONTAGE. Give me these arcs...

Also, the dub's choices for which terms to leave in Japanese are messy. They use words like Onmyoji and Ultra Senji Ryakketsu, but 'Mana' replaces 'furyoku'... like I'm pretty sure the 4Kids dub used furyoku because it was a term I was v. familiar with.

Anyway, its nice to see a battle span two eps!

Episode 23

Wowee... this episode got me teary. Ryu's upgrade is NICE and Anna talking about the flexibility of Yoh's furyoku was so sweet. I also love the Icemen and their design — and it was particularly cute to see Pino and Horohoro chatting together at the end.

And then Hao's whole convo with Ren (the 4Kids dub called him Len and Yoh nicknamed him Lenny which was the cutest; gah, things I miss!) was really interesting

BUT WHY HAS YOH SOUGHT OUT LYSERG THE TRAITOR... ooft!

Episode 24

WAAAA WHAT A COOL EPISODE?

Okay, so it turns out that I was wrong about all the matches being over because this ep was HAO VS THE X-LAWS and damn, Hao using OXYGEN as his medium? That's bloody cool!!!

The OST in this ep was top tiiieeer and freaking — the X-Laws being humanised? A bit? I am SHOCKED.

Episode 25

Revelations galore... and Yohmei Tries to Commit Infanticide: Extended Edition.

Blimey. This anime is getting me so emotional.

(I love Horohoro I love what a good friend he is he is my FAVOURITE.)

Episode 26

WOW I LOVED THIS EPISODE.

The senior Asakura and Tao folks coming together to discuss Hao's bigtime book and the gang finally finding out about Yoh's origins! I got to see TAO RAN again (I love her) and freaking heck, Mikihisa is so cool? I guess jury has to be out with him a liiiittle bit because I've seen people commenting that he sucks. But. I have a major soft-spot for shounen dads (Goku, Echizen Nanjiroh, Van Hohenheim, Kurosaki Isshin...) and I reckon Mikihisa ticks cool points.

And freaking Ren! Why is everyone so cool??

Episode 27

NO TIME YO RECORD THOUGHTS MUST WATCH NEXT EP

Team Flower vs Jun / Anna / Tamao yeah!!

GOTTA SAVE REEEEN!!!

Episode 28

HOWLING

HOWLING!!

The Iron Maiden will save Ren (oh my GOSH — NOW, CERTAIN THINGS make more sense) and Yoh will be withdrawing from the tournament (?) and we got a new opening AND a new ending and Horohoro had that whole speech and buuu MY TEARS!

Episode 29

Mikihisa appears and just adopts everyone on sight and oh my gosh, the babies? Forget everyone else I want THEIR happiness and dhdhd what is this stuff about a golem?

HOW CAN I GO TO SLEEP WHEN THERE IS SO MUCH HAPPENING IN THIS ANIME

Episode 30

Ahhh we're entering a flashback! So this is what people were talking about when they kept bringing up "Osorezan Arc", huh?? YOH AND ANNA'S FIRST MEETING!

AND SHE WAS SO DISGUSTED.

Once again, the timeline is WHACK because there's really no way it can be the year 2000 at the time of the Shaman Fight unless I'm missing something huuuge... Yoh and Anna really should've been 8 when they met, not 10?

And I'm finally meeting Matamune!

But he was in the last Shaman Fight dhdhd i guess Hao couldn't have participated since he was a Patch that time but what happened at the fight 1000 years ago?

SO MANY MYSTERIIIES

Episode 31

Oh man, I can see why people were so obsessed with this arc... there is just so much emotion here from all sides: Matamune (having to defeat Hao!!), Yoh and Anna, Kino — everything.

You can see why Yoh and Anna are the dream team, wow.

Also, I looked up a timeline and I think I can make my peace with it being the year 2000 in canon... but the anime did not explain it AT ALL, which is pretty poor.

Episode 32

Wow.

Yoh and Anna are very, very special.

[damelucyjo]

I’m thoroughly miserable from a trip to the dentist so let’s make it worse! 😂

Episode 9 - La Locker Room Aux Folles

Well this is a delightful opening!

Spot on with the music choice, as always

Ted & Beard at Roy: one of us! One of us! 😂

I need to know absolutely everything about Beard’s life. It’s not a want. It’s a need.

Oh no, why did they change the angle of Beard ‘fainting’? Was funnier head on, I think

Poor Colin 🥺 (why did I really want to call him Greg? Who the fuck is Greg?? 🫤)

Sniffing clothes must be such a man thing 😂

Come on Issac, I know you’re angry but he’s trying!!

How fucking dirty are your socks, Dani, if Colin can smell them as soon as you’re near?! 😂

Oops 😂😂

YYEEEAAAHHHH!!!

🚨GIRLIE LUNCH! I REPEAT GIRLIE LUNCH!!🚨 I’ve missed them

You’re not supposed to… yet we all do it 🫣 I’m looking at you, Ted

*dramatic gasp* ‘So much blue’ 😂

Their relationship is so gorgeous. They’re fully cheerleaders for one another, and Rebecca is so lovingly maternal towards Keeley in just the right way 🥰

And here comes dadTed 😂

Yes, babe, sniff those biscuits. It’s not like you get them every day or anything

I love how everyone not at all secretly love Ted’s stories as absolutely nobody ever stops him from telling them 👍🏼

And of course Rebecca would flip her lid at the idea of him giving biscuits to anyone else (like Sharon) but Keeley is 100% fine 🥰

We all know money makes everything better. Great job, Ted 🫡 😂

‘Of course, Ted. Family first’ 🥹 beautiful

(There’s 3 people in this scene, but why does it feel like Rebecca & Ted barely take their eyes off one another…🫠)

These fucking lyrics 😂😂😂 and the girls just bobbing along to it

And Miss Rebecca, you’re face is being very wife-life right now. Just saying

‘Fuck no’ Roy, that is your boss! 😂

‘I mean, why can’t Ted do it. 😳 I mean, I’d love to’ 😂 he’s scared of Rebecca 😂 and she didn’t even have to speak!

‘I heard that’ SHES SUCH A MUM!! 😂😂

Mr Shelby. The more I see Jade the more I love her

THEY’RE SO BLOODY CUTE!! 😍🥰😍🥰

What does it say about me that the creepier and more of an arsehole Rupert is, the more I fall in love with Tony?? 🤔 Hmm

‘It’s worthwhile to meet you’ gagged! Oh she clocked him right away. Good for you Jade!!

He’s spouting his usual shit and she’s not falling for any of it. That is the face of an incredibly uninterested woman. FUCK HIM UP, JADE!! 😂

I fully expected that shot it reveal him watching them from that window 🤦🏻‍♀️😂

Oh what beautiful chaos! You just know this scene was a delight to film. Of course they’re having a passionate debate about guitarists, not football! 😂

Also you’re not fooling anyone by saying Joe is better purely because he’s from Kansas. Come on now, Coach.

It also perfectly highlights why we need more Beard 🫣

Hey now! Leave Stairway to Heaven out of this, man! I love that song!!

Beard at the door 😂😂

So true that the press care more about who is the best guitarist rather than football 🫡 journalism we actually care about! 😂

‘The guy from Cream’ 😂😂 they did that for Hannah! I have to agree with her though, Eric is a great guitarist!

Not gonna lie, I am surprised she even knew a rock band to name 😂

I, too, am sick of Roy being Roy. Brett has been wasted on the grump this season.

That’s what we want!! Give me all the Rebecca being Rebecca!!

So real of Leslie to cheer her walking down a hallway. He gets it

‘Get your hair arse into my office. Now!’ God, she’s got when she’s angry 🥵🥵🥵

‘Ooooo’ they’re all just a bunch of kids on a playground. I love it! 😂

Is his arse the only part of him that’s not hairy?? 🤔 That is a furry man 😂

Must be the pick on Richard episode 😂

‘That Ted’s son is failing science. Scandal’ Trent, you’re delightful and I’m sorry you’ve not been here the whole time! 😂

Going to Fairy Gay Godmother for advice. We love to see it 🥹

Henry’s poor teacher 😂

‘What the fuck is your problem’ ‘Wait, I know this one. You are!’ Rebecca, you sarcastic bitch. I love you! 🥰

This dynamic is absolutely gorgeous, too. I feel like Rebecca & Roy are maybe the only two who are fully real with one another without fear that they’re going to upset the other one. With Roy telling her she shouldn’t settle, and now Rebecca telling him he needs to figure out what it is he wants. I wish we had more of these two this season.

Hasn’t Nate got a team, too? Why does he always seem to be doing game play stuff alone?? 🤔 Or does he prefer it that way??

Rupert is disgusting. *insert clip of Hannah saying ‘I fucking love it’*

A guy’s night?? Don’t trust him, Nate! 🫤

Classic Chris & Arlo banter. I’m gonna miss it! 😂

Okay, so a spin off of Mae and the bar is actually what I want. Apple, you listening

Leslie, my boy, what is going on? Why you texting her when she’s right there? What did that text say?? I’m confused.

He was quick to jump in with that handshake stuff 😂 it’s been playing on his mind since they met, I’ll bet 😂

Issac, I know you’re angry, but you’re just being a dick now.

And moving your hand was such an arsehole move. Uncalled for, dude.

Uh oh, the girls are fighting 😳

Some more award winning ‘pretending to care about football’ acting from Hannah there. Nicely done 😂

This guy hand it coming though. Absolutely disgusting behaviour which, unfortunately, is very close to real life.

Okay, Leslie that really was the worst time for a joke, but I will say it did make me laugh 😂

I know it’s all for storytelling purposes, but the boys are right. It’s nothing new to them, So why have such a huge reaction now? These boys have such varied responses and reactions on things sometimes depending on plot point that it’s a little icky 🫣

Sam & Jamie have such a brotherly relationship now. I’m loving it!

Another callback to when Keeley entered the locker room and Roy didn’t want her there. Nice.

Them assuming Issac is gay because of his outburst is totally logical too. But it does kinda force Colin to say something, even if he feels he can’t yet, if he’s to step up for his friend 🫤

Them all looking at Jamie and him telling them he’s flatter is what? 📢GROWTH📢 Can you imagine season 1 Jamie in that situation?! 😳

Roy taking what Rebecca’s just told him and paying it forward to Issac 🥹 the boys are learning!

Fucking Will! 😂 you must just always assume he’s there someone because chances are he is 😂

I kind of love that they didn’t show Colin saying the actual words. It wasn’t needed.

‘You’re gay, big whoop’ exactly Dani. Big whoop indeed!

It wouldn’t be Ted Lasso without a folksy story that may not have anything to do with what they’re talking about 😂 Ted, all you had to say was ‘we do care. What we mean is it doesn’t change anything. You’re not alone’

Look at proud uncle Trent watching them all be amazing 🥹

HOW DO I FALL IN LOVE WITH THESE BOYS MORE AND MORE EVERY EPISODE?! HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE??

Okay Trent, he’s getting ideas for his book 👀 I’m excited! I’m loving your Dolly t-shirt too, btw 😍

He doesn’t have to hide anymore 🥹

Shut the fuck up, George. No one cares what you have to say

Go off, Mae! 😂 that is a woman you do not want to cross!! 😂

‘Not Claire’ these boys 🥰

Come on, Nate. You know exactly what Rupert is like. You’ve seen him with his assistant with your own eyes, for goodness sake. Like he was ever going to have a drink with you one on one. Be real, man.

Is this the end of his time at West Ham though? I hope so.

A ‘that’s what she said’ joke I’m not so many words? Okay then 🤷🏻‍♀️

Why would she give Ted talking points, Rebecca? You trust him now, remember

A Roy press conference is what’s I’ve always wanted 😍

And he’s using his time to tell a story, just like Ted. Brings a tear to my eye 🥹 GROWTH, PEOPLE!!

This episode really is just a PSA to football fans to keep their fucking mouths shut, and I love that.

‘Five o’clock shadow head’ ‘New Trent’ & ‘Goblin King’ are all why he needed to do more press 😂

He just wanted a hug 🥺

I knew this is what it all came down to, the fact that he was hurt his best friend didn’t feel like he could tell him. But he needed to hear Colin say that 1% chance scared the shit out of him. He’s rather they stay friends than live as his true self freely 🥺

‘The team knows. That’s enough for me’ ‘No one’s gonna say shit. I promise’ OMG I’m on my period and incredibly emotional right now. This scene made me cry just as much as it did the first time 😢

Him asking these question is so real 😂 I’m glad their friendship hasn’t been affected in the slightest.

And I agree, 1967’s Raquel Welch is *chefs kiss*

‘No. But you know I do, yeah?’ I MEANN!!!!🥹🥹

Another great song choice to end on, too!

Well that was another amazing episode!! We even got a little bit more Rebecca than we have since Amsterdam!! And angry Rebecca at that. What a win! 😂

Some absolutely great moments from everyone in this one, but I’m hoping Roy is going to start sorting himself out now and stop being such a grump. We’ve still got that scene of Roy, Keeley & Jamie from the promo to look forward to 🤞🏼

We’ve got Edwin Akufo back next episode which sounds like a delight, even with how he departed last time. My naive Tedbecca loving heart’ and knowing how much this show loves a callback, hopes that his visit involves inviting Ted to coach for his team. I’d love another scene of her telling someone, Ted in this instance, ‘I can’t make you stay, but I don’t want you to go’

[lilbadgyu]

My Everything Is All About You: 김선우

All About You by THE BOYZ

word count: 626

this is really short, i'll try to make a part two

warnings: family problems, mentions of death, strong language

The Boyz Master List

author's note: i am so sorry that it has taken me such a long time to post, i lost this account for a second and i also have had the hardest time trying to think of something to write. i'm hoping to start writng more soon!

sunwoo sat in class, trying his best to stay concentrated, but all he could think about was you. you've been dealing with family emergencies for the past two weeks, and it's caused you to miss a bit of school. of course, sunwoo promised to get notes for you, and also collect your homework. it just didn't help that he was beginning to get distracted because of how worried he was about you. "hey, you're dozing off again." eric spoke up, poking sunwoo's arm to get his attention.

"ah yeah, sorry." sunwoo sighed, shaking his head a bit to wake up.

"what's going on? you've been off for the past like three days." eric chuckled with a slight huff.

"i don't know, i guess i'm worried for yn? i have no idea." sunwoo answered.

eric slightly smiled, "sangyeon hyung said that she might be back by lunch, but i wouldn't expect her to be." eric said, going back to taking notes.

sunwoo let out a sigh, trying to look at his and eric's notes. as soon as they wrote down the last few words, the bell went off. they all got up, gathering their things before walking out to the hallway to go to lunch. sunwoo and eric headed to the usual table, seeing you sitting in between juyeon and hyunjae. sunwoo took his seat across from you, concern on his face. "hey, everything alright?" sunwoo asked you.

"yeah i guess so? i don't really know, it's all kind a blur right now." you answered, keeping your eyes down.

sunwoo reached his hand across for yours but you just pulled your hand away. you gave sunwoo a look basically saying "we will talk later"

as the day went on, you continued to go to your classes with sunwoo. you kept quiet as you two walked through the hallway, but sunwoo respected it. you shared an airpod with him, playing the playlist you two created in middle school. you two walked into chemistry, the teacher taking a quick glance at you; surprised that you were in class after so long. “why can’t she just mind her own business? she’s literally looking at me like i just came back from the dead.” you huffed as you and sunwoo made your way back to your usual desk.

“to be fair, you haven’t been to your morning classes in a long time.” sunwoo chuckled, trying to be light about his reply.

"yeah but still; she looks at me like i'm insane." you grumbled.

sunwoo reached his hand to yours, "you are okay, you're going to end up making yourself mad and stress out; don't worry about this." sunwoo told you.

you two sat through class, but yet no matter how hard you tried; you just couldn't concentrate. "hey, you're distracted." sunwoo whispered to you, poking your arm slightly to get your attention.

"yeah i think i know." you replied with a sigh, finishing up a small doodle.

it was a minute from the bell finally going off, and you just wanted to get out of this class. thankfully today was a cut short day and this was your last class despite coming to school late today. just as you shut your notebook, the bell went off. you instantly packed up your stuff and walked out, almost leaving sunwoo behind.

everyone headed out, finally leaving school. sunwoo finally caught up to you, "man you weren't excited to leave at all." he joked.

"i just can't stand that place anymore." you sighed, "anyway, are we meeting all at your place or sangyeon's?" you asked, putting your backpack over your shoulder.

"are you sure that you don't want to go home and check up on things?" sunwoo asked.

"no, everything is fine." you replied.

--

[quack42069]

Miss You - GoodguyFitz/ Cameron McKay

March 19, 2022

Tw!

Cameron McKay x GN! Reader

Word Count : 1037

Category : Sad/Angst

Heaviness, sadness and guilt sat on your chest as you looked into the mirror of the bathroom. Looking at yourself you looked tired and honestly? You were. The vibration of your phone in your pocket had you snap out of the little zone-out you were in.

“Hey! I’m here, what apartment number are you?” You read. Walking out of the bathroom with one more glance at yourself you texted back.

“Be down in a sec.” You grabbed everything you’d think you needed for this date, a date mind you, you didn’t want to go to at all. Saying bye to your cat and giving her a quick kiss and pet you were on your way down to meet the mystery man your friend set you up with. With your heart aching each step closer to the man who stood outside holding flowers for you, you faked a smile. “Hey! Are you Y/n?” You nodded thanking him for the flowers. You gave a small sigh, one he clearly didn’t notice as he opened the door to the car and set way to the restaurant he was taking you to. You gave a smile at the flowers, reminding you of Cam but quickly shook the thought away. Your heart ached for him. Everything in your body did. You looked over to the man who’s name was Jacob and half-expected seeing him.

You knew you were being ridiculous. Hell, your friend had to set you up after almost two years of Cameron leaving. You couldn’t help it. The flashbacks, daydreams, dreams in general of you two being together again consumed you. His hand over yours as he drove, the flowers he would bring you to surprise you because he loved seeing your eyes go wide - truly not expecting it- his hums as he scratched your head as you two fell into a sleep, the knowing of him being there when you wake. You didn’t have it anymore. Now all you had was some visits here and there because it just hurt so much. You constantly felt like you were missing part of yourself.

You two got to the restaurant and he did everything he should’ve - made small talk, opened your door, smiled, made jokes- and you did the same. Fake it till you make it. Right? As you two ate and you looked down at your phone quickly just to check the time, someone approached your table.

“Y/n?” You looked up, heart dropping a bit at the familiarity of the voice.

“Eric.” You smiled, a lump in your throat as you looked up at him. He gave a small smile as he looked over at your date and back to you. “Right, this is Jacob, Jacob this is Eric, an old friend of mine.” You said standing up, Jacob did as well as he and Swagger both shook hands and said hello. Swagger smiled at you both. “I should go, Y/n, we need to hang out soon.” You nodded, you two stayed in contact, texting each other at least once a week but never meeting up. You two never really made plans, both being pretty busy. You gave each other tight hugs.

“I’m proud of you and I love you.” He whispered, rubbing his back and taking in his hug you gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “I’ll see you soon Eric.” He said bye to Jacob and with that the ache and guilt in your heart went down a bit. You explained to Jacob how you and Eric met. Not fully giving all the details of you and Cameron. Specifically the way you two ended, though you think he knows a bit from your friend who set you two up with the way he had sympathetic eyes when you’d finished up how you and Swagger met.

As the night ended you realized you two had a lot in common and planned more outings together. With time you two built a life together. The dreams and guilt of Cameron didn’t leave but did get less. On the day of what would’ve been you and Camerons 6 year anniversary together you canceled plans with Jacob. Not understanding why but that specific week your dreams and daydreams were just as bad as when Cameron first left. Of course he was always in your thoughts, but Jacob helped and he understood you and Cameron’s relationship, never getting upset at small outbursts when you just missed him.

As you brushed your teeth, you noticed how drained you looked. The week really took its toll on you. Spitting and rinsing your mouth you faced the mirror once more seeing Cameron behind you. Your heart sunk, as tears began flooding your eyes.

“Cam?” You asked, hands shaking. He smiled and looked at you sadly.

“Do you love him more than me?” Your heart broke as you shook your head no.

“I could never. You know that.” You responded as tears gushed down your cheeks. He gave a small kiss to your shoulder.

“I miss you and I love you. Wake up Y/n.” You turned around and when you did he was gone. Your chest got tight, “Y/n, wake up” you heard and suddenly you did. Jacob being next to you with his side lamp on. “Are you okay?” He asked as tears rolled down your cheeks. You shook your head as he pulled you into his chest.

“I miss him.” He nodded, giving a small peck to your forehead.

“Come on, put your coat on.” He replied. Not thinking straight you did and in the car you went, slowly dozing back to sleep. You woke again as Jacob shook you lightly. You woke up, eyes puffy from the tears as he took your hand and walked you through a familiar path. Though you couldn’t make out where you were, you knew where you were going. Left, right, straight and one more left. There you were greeted by Eric. “Y/n.” Looking back you saw Jacob give you a soft smile and nod. You walked up to Swagger as you both embraced each other. Tears falling down both your eyes as you both slowly went to the floor in front of him. There was the gravestone you visited every Wednesday morning.

“Cameron Mckay.

Son,friend, and lover.

Who will forever be missed and was loved by all.”

[agaypanic]

Idk if this is like too specific but it doesn’t really have to be a big part of the story line because it’s just based of a character(and ofc you can change it around:))??

ANYWAY- so I wanted to request an Eric Forman x male!reader where it’s based of the episode where Eric meets that character Buddy Morgan after he’s assigned as a lab partner with Eric. They become good friends but Buddy ends up kissing Eric and then we like, never see him again. So that but instead of Buddy it’s reader, and Eric has a bit of an identity crisis and realizes he might like reader a little more than a friend.

Eric's Buddy (Eric Forman X Male!Reader)

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Summary: Eric’s new lab partner makes him have an identity crisis.

A/N: we were absolutely robbed of Eric and Buddy

***

It all started with a teacher-assigned lab project. Eric had gotten paired with a guy he never really talked to before. At first, he wished that he was paired with Hyde or even Kelso. But then his partner decided to introduce himself.

Y/n L/n was actually a cool guy. He was funny, smart, and rich. Not that that really mattered to Eric. It just surprised him because the rich people he knew (Jackie, the only rich person he knew) were usually stuck up, and Y/n wasn’t like that at all.

The two were walking to the parking lot, talking about the possibilities of their lab project, when Y/n unlocked his car. It was a really nice car.

“This is yours?” Eric asked incredulously. Y/n nodded, throwing his backpack in the back seat. “Oh, so you’re the guy I hate.” Y/n laughed.

“Do you, uh, wanna go for a ride?”

“Really?” He nodded again. “Hell, yes.” Eric ran around the car and got into the passenger’s seat. Y/n laughed at his antics before sitting in the driver’s seat. When he turned the car on, Eric started playing with the window, constantly rolling it up and down. Y/n grinned as he watched; Eric looked like an excited child.

That was a week ago. The two had hung out every day. It was mainly for the lab project, but they finished it quickly and were now just hanging out for fun. They’d eat at the Hub, play arcade games, or hang out at one of their houses. Tonight, they decided to go see a movie.

“That was a good movie, wasn’t it?” Y/n asked as he and Eric left the theater, heading back to his car.

“Yeah, I mean, who thought working at a car wash would be so much fun?” They both got in the car, settling in.

“What do you wanna do now?” Y/n asked. Eric thought for a minute before hissing.

“Oh, crap.”

“What?”

“It’s nothing. I, uh, I forgot to call Donna.”

“Oh.” Y/n looked out the window, somewhat bitter at the mention of the girl Eric seemed very hung up on. “So, is she, like, your girlfriend?” Eric sighed.

“I don’t know. It’s…” He sighed again. “I don’t know.”

“Hey, it’s okay to be confused, Eric.” Y/n reassured him.

“Yeah. You know, sometimes, I feel like, I don’t know. I feel like we’re in a movie, right? And I’m nervous around her, and I feel like I’m playing this part. But it’s not me-” As Eric talked, Y/n nodded along, leaning closer to his friend until he cut him off with a kiss. Eric didn’t react for a second, but when he did, Y/n pushed himself away from Eric. He started shouting “woah” over and over, his breath quickening.

“What?” Y/n asked, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. Clearly, he had made some kind of mistake. All he could do now was play it cool.

“You, you, you’re gay!”

Y/n laughed, albeit a bit nervously.

“No, I’m not.”

“But you just kissed me.” There was a pause. 

“Okay, I’m gay.” Y/n smiled, trying to ease the tension. By now, Eric’s breathing had evened, and he relaxed slightly.

“I think I’m ready to go home.”

***

Eric couldn’t stop thinking about Y/n and that kiss. It freaked him out; of course, it did. He wasn’t expecting his new best friend to kiss him. But when he thought about when it happened, he realized that there was this moment. Y/n had kissed him, and before he started thrashing around and freaking out, he was relaxed. That confused him. If Eric didn’t like Y/n like that, why would he be relaxed when Y/n was kissing him?

Eric decided to go down to the basement. The rest of the guys were there. One thing led to another, and they all sat in the circle.

“Where’s that Y/n guy, Forman?” Hyde asked as he breathed in the smoke before passing it to Fez.

“Yeah, I thought you two were best friends now.” Kelso teased.

“Oh, he, uh, he had stuff to do,” Eric muttered, staring at the table. He thought smoking would get Y/n off his mind, but he just couldn’t stop thinking about him.

It was normal to constantly think about a guy that kissed you when you were straight, right?

“What a shame. I know how much you liked riding in his car.” Hyde said.

“It wasn’t just about the car, Hyde. He’s a cool guy.”

“Hey, speaking of cars. There’s this car, and it-”

“Can I ask you guys something?” Eric cut Hyde off from his spiel that happened every time they had a circle session.

“Sure.”

“Shoot.”

“Fine.”

Eric had to word this carefully, which was hard because he was kind of out of his mind right now. He didn’t want his friends to know who exactly he was thinking so hard about.

“Okay, let’s say that you like someone.”

“Gross.”

“Shut up, Hyde! Anyways, you think that you have this bond with this person, like you’re gonna spend the rest of your life with them. But then another person comes along, and you don’t know what to do because you think you’re supposed to be with this one person, but you can’t stop thinking about the other.” Eric’s friends were silent as they tried to process Eric’s ramble.

“Forman, man, are you thinking of juggling Donna and another chick?” Hyde asked. Eric groaned, but Kelso cheered.

“Eric, you totally should.”

“That’s not what I’m saying, guys.”

“Eric,” Fez said, grabbing his attention while Hyde and Kelso started arguing over whether or not Eric should date two girls. “Do you like this new girl?”

Eric wanted to tell Fez that he wasn’t talking about a girl at all. But he didn’t want his friends to freak out over him losing his mind over a guy. So he just nodded.

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Do you like her more than Donna?”

That made Eric really start to think, which was difficult because the wall behind Fez wouldn’t stop moving. He had known Donna for years and Y/n for a little over a week. There was no way he could possibly like Y/n more than Donna.

But then again, Eric had bonded more with Y/n in that one week than he had with Donna in their decade of friendship.

Eric suddenly stumbled out of his chair, running to the door.

“Forman, where are you going?” Hyde yelled after him.

“I gotta go talk to him!” Then he slammed the door behind him and ran up the stairs. Hyde, Kelso, and Fez all looked at each other.

“Did he just say ‘him?’”

***

Y/n was moping around his house. He felt so stupid. Why did he kiss Eric? He finally had a good friendship with a guy and then ruined it by kissing him. Thank God it was the weekend because Y/n couldn’t face Eric right now.

“Calm down! I’m coming!” Y/n yelled as he raced down the stairs and to his front entrance, where some crazy person was banging on the door. He looked through the window beside the door and froze.

It was Eric, who was still begging for the door to open.

“Eric, uh…” Y/n took a deep breath, looking down at his shoes so he couldn’t look at the boy in front of him. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to talk to you.”

No shit.

“Uh, about what?” Y/n was so nervous, but he couldn’t show it.

“You kissed me yesterday.” Eric was probably even more nervous than Y/n, but Y/n couldn’t see that because he kept looking at the ground.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that.”

“I’m not gay.”

This felt like such a punch to the gut.

“Yeah, I know that now. I thought you were throwing me signals because of the whole ‘I have a part to play, but it’s not me’ thing.”

“But I think I like you.”

“What?” Y/n almost choked on his own spit. It felt like he got whiplash. “What do you mean?” Eric took a shaky breath.

“Basically, my whole life, I thought I was gonna end up with Donna.” Why did he have to bring up Donna? “But then you came along, and at first, I thought I just had a new friend. But then you kissed me. And I’ve always been pretty sure I don’t like dudes, but for some crazy reason, I like you.”

“So?”

“So…” Eric thought that by now, he would have come to some conclusion that would solve everything. But he didn’t. “I don’t know. I still wanna hang out with you, though.”

“Really?” All the dread left Y/n’s body. 

“Yeah!” Eric gained a newfound confidence. “And if you wanna kiss and stuff when we hang out, I think I’m cool with that.”

“Could I, uh, maybe kiss you right now?” Eric took a deep breath.

“Yeah.” Y/n grinned, stepping closer to him. “Just to let you know, I don’t have much experience with kissing guys.” Y/n laughed, gripping Eric’s jacket.

“Don’t worry, it’s like kissing a girl, but I’m a dude.”

“Oh, perfect.” Eric put his hands on the sides of Y/n’s face and leaned in. This time, he didn’t freak out about kissing him. He felt calm. Somehow, he felt better than when he ever kissed Donna.

“Do you wanna come inside?” Y/n asked. Eric nodded and was led into Y/n’s house.

[lost-walmartbag]

First Impressions pt 5

Warning: Swearing

Background: You get to meet Eric's friends

Status: Ongoing

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'Friends'

You both stepped out of the car and pulled your coat onto yourself tighter. Eric walked closer and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you towards his side. You smiled up at him and scrunched up your nose making him smile.

"You look stupid." He said kissing the tip of your nose as you both walked inside the bar.

It felt like those movies where everything was going well until you hear a record scratch out of nowhere. It wasn't all that alive in the small bar to begin with but the chatter, laughing, and bad country music stopped the minute you walked in with Eric's arm around your shoulder. You look up and see all eyes on you.

Eric seemed to stiffen just like he did when he saw his mom. You look around and see quite a bit of people of all ages. There were older people, people around your age, and you felt you saw a baby around there somewhere.

You look over to the bar and see three guys your age who seem like they just got told their grandma got hit by a bus. A blonde guy with long hair was behind the bar in the middle of pouring a drink, a guy with red-curly hair who was in the process of choking on his drink, and a guy with black hair who was sipping on his drink watching everything unfold as he patted the red-heads back.

You looked up at Eric to see a crooked smile grace his lips. He slowly leads you both the the three men who couldn't take their eyes off of you two.

"Hey." He said sheepishly lifting the hand that was not squeezing your shoulder.

"Holy shit! Cartman is that you?" The black-haired man said.

"Yeah, I-I'm in town for a bit um..." He said blushing softly and looking over at you. "This is Y/N. My girl."

You blushed softly and looked over at the other guys. "Hi, it's nice to meet you guys."

The blonde man behind the bar speaks first. "Hey. I'm Kenny." He said with a wink.

"I'm Stan." The black-haired man said and nudged the redhead who seemed to be sulking.

"Kyle." He muttered.

"Sorry. He's usually more chatty he just...didn't expect to see Cartman had a girlfriend." Stan said with a smile.

"Is...that bad? Should I give you guys some space to catch up?" You said shrinking a bit.

"W-what? No honey it's ok." Eric said kissing the top of your head and rubbing your shoulder.

"Yeah. We wanna know all about what he's been up to and now that involves you." Kenny said with a smirk. "How bout a drink?"

"T-that would be great!" You said a bit too enthusiastically which made Kenny laugh softly.

You cringe a bit at your own awkwardness. Eric let go of your shoulders and sat next to Stan and pulled you onto his lap. You heard Kyle take in a sharp breath but chose to ignore it.

"So whatcha been up to?" Kenny asked as he started mixing drinks.

"Yeah, you like dropped off the face of the earth," Stan said sipping his own drink.

"Yeah, sorry bout that." He said with a sigh as his thumb absentmindedly rubbed circles on your hip.

"What were you doing?" Kyle spoke up. "Ya know...after you left."

Eric thought for a second about the question as if he was debating what to reveal. "Was in school. Out of state, just felt like getting out of here."

"Really? What'd you major in?" Kyle said a bit condescendingly.

"History," Eric said curtly as Kenny slid a drink over to you and handed Eric a beer.

"Dude that...fits actually," Stan said with a chuckle.

"So what are you doing now?" Kenny said and you just sat back watching them interact.

As Eric fills them in on his life it all felt familiar and yet so distant at the same time. They listened, but with every word Eric spoke, it was like the three other men didn't believe him. Like it didn't make any sense that Eric could do good for himself.

"What about you Y/N?" Kyle asked, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Oh, I um...nothing interesting really." You said as you sipped your drink.

"Don't be stupid," Eric said gently patting your thigh and looking up at the other men. "She's smart as fuck. Like she does shit I don't even understand."

"Can't be that smart if she's dating you." Kenny joked making Eric laugh.

Actually, laugh. Throughout this trip, the most Eric would let out was a nervous chuckle but now he's actually laughing. His head tilted back, eyes shut, and his lips in a wide smile. You could feel his laugh reverberating against your back and it was the best feeling.

He was happy. Sure there may have been a part of him that was glad to see his mom but right now he's happy. This is the Eric you fell in love with. During midterms when you both were studying for that stupid English exam, you made a bad joke about Shakespeare or something you couldn't even remember.

All you remember was Eric laughing so hard everyone in the library looked back at you with pure hatred. His laugh was so contagious that you burst into your own laughter. You both had to leave the library and study somewhere else because of how much noise you were making.

You always see that Eric. At least once a day, the Eric who laughed at stupid jokes, the Eric who didn't care who was around to express his overwhelming happiness, the Eric who wanted you a part of that happiness always shone through.

You reached over and gently slapped Kenny's hand with a giggle. "Hey, he's not too bad."

"We'll take your word for it," Stan said holding his hands up with a smile.

You smiled brightly being a part of this intimate atmosphere that was so uniquely Eric's. You hopped off Eric's lap and kissed his cheek.

"I'mma head to the bathroom real quick." You said and Eric nodded giving your ass a gentle pat.

"Here," Kenny said tossing you a roll of toilet paper. "I can assure you there probably isn't any in there."

"Thank you, sir." You said flashing a bright smile and walking towards the bathroom.

Stan cupped his hands to amplify his voice as he called after you. "Don't sit on the seats! You'll catch something!"

You laughed as you entered the hallway and into the women's restroom. God, he was not kidding. The place was a dump. You probably got chlamydia by just breathing the air in there. You did your business as fast as you could and washed your hands. You walked out of the restroom and shivered.

"That bad?" You heard a deep voice ask.

You looked up seeing Kyle leaning against the opposite wall. "Guys weren't kidding that's for sure. When was the last time that place was cleaned?"

"Kenny is the best employee they have here but they couldn't even pay him enough." He said with a chuckle.

You hugged yourself and did an exaggerated shiver throughout your whole body making him chuckle again. After a few seconds, an awkward silence fell and you were itching to do something to break it.

"I-I should get back to Eric.." You muttered, pointing in the direction of the bar.

"Are you really dating him?"

"Yeah?" You said a bit defensively like you didn't understand his question.

"Why?" He said looking down at you with an unreadable expression.

You furrowed your brows and looked over at the bar seeing Eric listening to whatever Stan was saying. You turned back to Kyle and frowned.

"What's your deal? You've been really quiet and now...you don't even get why your friend is dating someone?" You said trying to put as much distance between you and Kyle as possible but it was a bit difficult when you were already pressed into the wall.

"No. I don't understand why anyone is dating Eric." He said crossing his arms.

"That's what I said."

"No, you said 'Why my friend is dating someone.' Eric and I aren't friends." He said with a frown. "You shouldn't be dating someone like him."

You press your lips into a thin line and stare at him. Eric is a bit odd at times but he isn't a terrible person. What is wrong with this guy? You felt a surge of anger fill your body. You needed to say something to defend Eric. How could you just sit here and hear him say this about Eric?

You dropped your arms to your side and stared up at him. "Someone like him? Eric is fucking amazing. I've been with asshole after asshole and Eric is fucking great. When I didn't show up one day in our English class he came down to my dorm and hand-squeezed orange juice because I told him once that my grandma used to do it."

You shut your eyes and continued to basically shout at him, not that it mattered because the music and conversation were much louder. "Eric has been nothing but fucking great to me. He's a great person. And he has enough to deal with, with his shitty mom and now some shitty guy who isn't his friend but always used to hang out with?"

"Great guy? Are we talking about the same person? Oh, he hand-squeezed you orange juice? That man made my life a living hell. He is a sadistic, disgusting, ir-" He started before being cut off by your hand making sharp contact with his left cheek.

You gasped and covered your mouth with your hands. You immediately reached out to touch his cheek. He held a hand up to stop you and backed up.

"I-I'm so sorry. I-I don't I don't normally do that. I don't know what came over me I'm sorry-"

"What's going on?" Eric asked as he entered the hallway seeing you close to Kyle trying your best to comfort him as he held his cheek.

"What happened?" Kyle hissed. "You fucking brainwashed her. She actually thinks you're some good guy."

Eric tensed and it doesn't escape your mind that it is around the tenth time he's done that tonight. You move away from Kyle and look up at Eric.

"I didn't mean to hit him I swear I don't know what came over me. He was just saying all these bad things about you and I-"

"They're true." He whispered, looking down at his feet.

You blink in confusion and try to reach for his hand but he pulls back. He shakes his head and looks up at you with glassy eyes. You turn back to Kyle who was glaring at Eric like he couldn't believe anything that was happening right now.

"I don't get it...I don't know what..." You started as you looked back at Eric. "Baby, what's going on?"

Eric's breath hitched and he opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it. Kyle stepped forward and looked down at you.

"If he can't admit it. He didn't change." Kyle said before walking off.

You watched Kyle leave, his red curls bouncing with each step as he found his spot back in the seat next to Stan. You turn your head back to Eric who was just staring at you like he didn't know what to do next. And truthfully, you didn't either.

A/N: Hey hope ya'll enjoyed this! Sorry, I've been gone for so long you guys will be seeing more soon just stay patient with me. Thank you love you all ❤

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[dauntless-gothamite]

Prove Them Wrong [1/?]

Fandom: Divergent Pairing: Eric Coulter x Fem! Reader Summary: Y/N is a Dauntless transfer from Erudite, and she has a drive, an ambition that sets her apart--it always has, even back in Erudite. She brings her perseverance (and need to prove others wrong) to Dauntless when she transfers, and she uses her mind to make her way through the initiation process. Along the way, she makes friends and enemies, and she finds herself comfortable around the man most people in Dauntless avoid at all costs: Eric Coulter.  A/N: hey, everyone! so some elements of this are based on myself and how I interact with people, mainly because I tend to bond with people who are not well-liked (i.e. I got along well with teachers everyone hated, consistently). I plan to keep most descriptions of the reader vague so you can insert yourself, though! this first chapter is a little bit slow, but I am already well into writing chapter 2, and I am really excited about where this fic is going! Enjoy!!

“Dauntless!” Marcus Eaton called out--Abnegation was hosting the Choosing Ceremony this year--and as your blood hit the burning coals, a series of cheers and claps erupted from the fearless faction. You took your place next to the other Dauntless transfers and snuck a glance at your family. Your parents looked sad--disappointed, almost--but it was nothing compared to the way some parents reacted to their children choosing another faction. Your father caught your eye as he pulled a handkerchief from his crisp blue suit and handed it to your mother, who was just barely containing her tears. Quickly, you looked away. A moment later, a girl with dirty blonde hair sat down beside you. Her loose grey clothing indicated she was in Abnegation, or at least she had been. She was Dauntless now, and so were you. 

A series of names you only half heard filled the room, and before you knew it, the ceremony was over. Then, as if they’d been waiting for the chance to get up from their seats, all the Dauntless rushed out of the building, racing for the train tracks. You and the other initiates stared at them as they began to climb, shocked. Sure, you knew you’d be taking the train, but you’d never thought about how you’d actually get there. Shoving the thought out of your mind, you began to climb, the Abnegation girl from before and a girl from Candor scaling the poles on either side of you. Once you made it to the top, you saw everyone standing in a line, facing away from the train. That’s when it hit you: they were going to run and jump onto the train. This was unlike anything you’d ever done, but it was exciting, and you knew that with the right speed and angle, you’d be fine. When the rails started to vibrate and the train came into view, you took off. 

You weren’t the fastest, but you weren’t the slowest either, and that was worth something. At the very least, you would make the train. Then, out of the corner of your eye, you saw an opening, and without hesitation, you jumped. It was so different from life in Erudite. There, nothing was done without consideration. You had to look at a problem from all angles and weigh the possibilities, consider the outcomes of every scenario, even for the simplest of tasks. Here, you could just do. It was liberating, and you knew you’d made the right choice. Although, it would be damn near impossible to drop all of the habits you’d picked up in Erudite. Some aspects of the scholarly faction were simply a part of you; it would be impossible to erase that. But, for the sake of your survival, you’d have to do your best. 

“Hey,” said a voice from behind you. You turned around and saw a boy with brown hair and dark eyes, which stood out against his pale skin. “I’m Albert,” he said. “But everyone calls me Al.” He stuck his hand out and you shook it.

“I’m Y/N,” you said, glad to have already made one friend. You smiled before turning away to look out at the city; the train provided a great view when it wasn’t in the center of the city surrounded by buildings. While you were looking at the skyline, you saw movement and heard screams of both terror and excitement to your left. You turned to see what was causing the commotion, and you saw people jumping from the train onto a gravelly roof. 

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Al said as he joined you at the edge of the train. 

“This is crazy,” you agreed. But whereas Al looked terrified, you were grinning, adrenaline from boarding the train still pumping through your veins, making you aware of each and every nerve in your body. Then, with the roof coming up, you took a few steps back, ran forward and jumped. 

Your body hit the gravelly roof hard, ripping a hole in your blazer. Thankfully, it seemed like that was the only thing that broke; your body felt perfectly fine, if a little sore from the impact. You looked around to see Al a few feet away from you, and you smiled, glad he’d made it. The two of you got up and headed to the other end of the roof, where the initiates who had already jumped off the train stood facing a tall man with cropped hair and neck tattoos. “Alright, listen up,” the man said when the last car of the train passed the edge of the roof. If someone wasn’t off of it yet, there was only one stop for them now: factionless. “I’m Eric, one of your leaders here at Dauntless. I will also be overseeing your training, which began the second your blood hit the coals. So, rather than waste any more time, let's get on with it. You want to get into Dauntless, this is the way in. Who is going to jump first?”

At this point, everyone was peering over the ledge Eric stood on, more focused on what was behind him. A dark hole in the concrete far below where we stood. You looked around you, nodding at Will, who you knew from Erudite, happy to see a familiar face amongst all this chaos. As you moved towards him, the girl from Abnegation who had sat next to you earlier stepped forward. “Me,” she said, volunteering to jump first. Everyone looked around with wide eyes while Eric scoffed. 

“The Stiff? Alright.”

Unbothered, the girl stepped onto the ledge, and a few seconds later, she disappeared into the shadowy depths of whatever lay below.

Watching the girl in grey jump first had sent a shock of surprise through you, but it was followed by something new, the desire to try this new and dangerous thing before you, and as the third jumper stepped off the ledge, you found yourself stepping forward, volunteering to go next. As you stepped onto the ledge, Eric raised a pierced brow at you, waited a few seconds for the previous jumper to get off of the net, and jerked his head towards the net, motioning for you to jump. And then, in a silent response, you jumped, a smile unexpectedly gracing your lips as you made contact with the net below, landing with a bounce. You turned to the man standing next to the net who helped you out of the net, and he introduced himself as Four before directing you to stand in line with the other initiates who had already jumped. Minutes crawled by as you waited for the rest of the initiates to jump, and after what felt like forever, Eric landed in the net and directed his cold stare at the initiates lined up as he slid off the net without Four’s assistance--though it didn’t seem like Four was inclined to help him, either. Interesting. 

--

The transfer dorm was small, crowded, and damp--somehow it was exactly what you expected and entirely different at the same time. As everyone claimed a bed, Four and Eric stood near the door, ready to make an announcement. You smiled at the Candor girl with short, black hair who was setting up the bed next to yours, about to introduce yourself when one of the trainers by the door--most likely Eric--cleared his throat, silencing the room. “Welcome to Dauntless, Eric said. “As Four just explained, this is where you will be staying for the next few weeks while you complete your training. You will receive more information about the training process tomorrow morning at the first session, but for now all you need to know about it is that the training room is three floors up, down the hallway, and to the left. Meet in the Pit, which is upstairs, in fifteen minutes for some announcements from Max and dinner.” Then, he left.

“That guy is all business, huh?” the girl you were about to introduce yourself to said lightly. 

“Yeah,” you smiled back. “I’m Y/N, by the way.”

“Christina,” she replied with an outstretched hand. As you shook her hand she looked you over and said, “So, Erudite. What made you want to transfer?”

“Well, it is best for one to go to a place for which they are well-suited…” you trailed off. “What about you, Candor?”

“Candor is a place of words and action, with slightly more words. I wanted more action,” she shrugged. A thud on the bed on your other side distracted you before you could respond, and you turned around to see familiar light green eyes.

“Will!” you said, wrapping your fellow Erudite transfer in a brief hug. You’d vaguely registered his name at the choosing ceremony followed by the word “Dauntless”, but it hadn’t really dawned on you until now that there were fellow Erudite transfers here. “Have you seen Edward?” you asked.

“Yeah, he’s right over there,” Will replied, pointing to the corner of the room. You waved at Edward, and he smiled back as he continued setting up his bed. 

“Amazing,” you said softly, more to yourself than to Will. “By the way, this is Christina, she’s from Candor,” you said, remembering your new friend. Will shot her a smile, and Christina reached out to shake his hand.

“Nice to meet you,” she said enthusiastically. 

“Likewise,” Will replied. Seeing all of your fellow transfers getting to know each other was exciting, and even though you wanted to stay in this room with all of them and get to know everyone else, you knew it was a better idea to start making your way to the Pit; there was rarely a time when showing up early was a bad thing, and leaving early would make sure you got there in time even if you got lost along the way. As you started to head out down the hallway, the former Abnegation joined you, seeming to have the same idea. “Hi,” you said, introducing yourself. “I’m Y/N.”

“I’m Tris,” she replied quietly. “You were in Erudite, right?” she asked.

“I was. And you were in Abnegation?”

“Yeah.” There was something sad about the way she said it, but you decided to let it go; you didn’t really know her yet. As you were thinking of what to say next, Tris interrupted your thoughts saying, “My brother just transferred there. To Erudite, I mean.”

“Don’t worry, he’ll love it,” you said, smiling fondly as memories of the Erudite libraries surfaced in your mind. “You get to spend so much time learning and teaching others, and they actually respect personal space--at least a little bit. I’ll even let you in on a secret: the suits are much more comfortable than they look, I promise.” She laughed a little bit at the last statement, and you relaxed, starting to enjoy her company. 

--

As it turned out, you and Tris had no trouble finding the Pit, and it wasn’t surprising that you were the first ones there. Both of you sat down, and you did your best to ignore the occasional looks from Four and Eric as they stood on a balcony overlooking the Pit with Max, the head of Dauntless leadership and the faction’s representative when the five factions held council, and talked amongst themselves. Soon, thankfully, a few more of the transfers sat down with you and Tris, and they were soon followed by a steady trickle of transfers, the room getting louder with each person who entered. Max walked to the edge of the balcony and called for everyone’s attention, and the room got quiet, a nervous excitement filling your body. 

“Welcome, initiates,” the leader’s low voice filled the room. “We are glad to have you here at Dauntless. Here, you will be trained to be protectors of our city. You will be tested physically, emotionally, and mentally, and it will be hard, but you will come out stronger and braver, which is what you need to be to survive in this faction. Your training starts tomorrow; you will be working with Four and Eric, the initiates who aren’t transfers will be working with Lauren. For now, dig in, you’re going to need your strength for tomorrow.” Cheers erupted across the room, and people got up to grab food before racing back to their new friends. This was the beginning of something new for everyone, and excitement raced through your veins. You were ready to start your new life.

[writtenjewels]

Hot Springs part 4

Part One, Part Two, Part Three

Dar parked his car in its usual spot and got out. His heart was beating a little fast as he headed inside the building. The hot springs had been a place of relaxation and rest for him ever since he left the Guard, and now it was the place of something much more. He remembered the warning on his first day that since this was a communal spring, he might have some company in the water. At the time he had shrugged it off. He was a soldier: naked bodies were nothing to him.

“Hello, Mr. al-Basri,” the attendant greeted him.

“Hello,” he nodded back. “Is my friend here yet?”

“No, but he should be here any minute now. He keeps to a pretty set schedule, just like you.”

“Very well; I will wait. Thank you.” He nodded to her and headed on into the springs.

The air here was always pleasant with the steam from the water mixing with natural aromas to encourage a calming environment. The music playing over the loudspeakers was meant to have a similar effect. Dar undressed in the locker room, making sure to take out the small bag he tucked in his pocket when leaving his house. He wasn't sure yet if he would need the item in that bag, but it was best to be prepared.

He moved over to the far side of springs, directly across from the locker room entrance. He took a seat with his feet in the warm water, placing his palms behind to steady himself as he leaned back slightly. It would be a good view. Smiling, Dar began to take in slow and steady breaths.

His thoughts drifted to Eric. Their encounters here were getting better every time. He thought of the taste of those lips and the slide of their cocks against each other many times over the past two days. Thinking of that now had him shuddering and heat pulsed through his body. Dar ached for hands to touch him and had to clench his own into fists to fight the temptation. He wanted it to be Eric.

Dar never expected to want an American this way. Maybe seeing how happy Salim was with his American had some influence over Dar. Dar wasn't even sure what to categorize what was happening between himself and Eric. Neither of them made any promises and yet they were meeting here and progressing their intimacy every time.

Eric stepped into the room and Dar sucked in a breath seeing him. The man was a little on the pale side but that only made the blush stand out more when it came. Dar could see that Eric tried to stay in shape even as his body had softened from being away from the front lines for so long. He had discovered last time that there was plenty of strength in Eric's legs.

“Hey,” Eric greeted. “How, um... how was your weekend?”

“You are using small talk again,” Dar noted. “Are you nervous?”

“Walking in seeing you on display is a little intimidating,” Eric admitted. “Keeping in mind that I don't usually pay attention, but your cock is... impressive.”

“So is yours.” Dar nodded approvingly between Eric's legs. “Come here.” He patted his thigh.

“You want me to sit on your lap?”

“I could sit on yours,” Dar shrugged. Eric blinked at him, his face going red. It was such a lovely look on his face. Dar wanted to feel that warmth under his hands, his lips. Allah, why was there so much space between them?

“That'd be something,” Eric commented at last. “Then what?”

“Then we will fuck.” Eric made a strangling noise and nearly fell over. Dar got out of the water and hurried to his side. “Are you all right?” he worried.

“Y-yeah, just... you don't mince words, do you?” Dar smiled in answer. “Have you done it before?” Eric wondered. “Fucked a man?”

“Yes. Before I met my wife. Have you?” Dar countered.

“Not really.” Eric ran his hands over Dar's chest, fingers tangling in chest hair and caressing along his stomach. Dar's breathing grew a little harsher at the touch. He secured his own hands at Eric's hips to keep the man steady. “I know the mechanics of it,” Eric continued. “I've done some experiments.”

“You fingered yourself?” Dar guessed. Eric gave a nod, his hands now on Dar's hips. “Recently?” he pressed in a heated breath.

“No.” Eric slid his hands around Dar's thighs to his ass and the other man shuddered at the touch. He liked how Eric explored him. “This is going to sound strange,” Eric continued, “but ever since that first time, I haven't touched myself at all. I've thought about what we've done here a lot, and I've been tempted to take care of my reaction. But then I remember I'll be seeing you soon, so I wait.”

“Not so strange,” Dar shrugged. “I do the same.”

“Yeah?” Now it was Eric's voice taking on the heated, breathy quality. His hands squeezed Dar's ass, kneading and shaping the flesh. Dar pulled him forward and both let out hisses as their cocks nudged against each other. “Your cock,” Eric began, moving his hand around to get between them and wrap his hand around it. “Will it fit?”

“I brought lube,” Dar mentioned. “I hoped you wanted this.”

“Well...” A slow smile moved over Eric's lips. “This is supposed to be relaxing, and that particular spot is probably very tight.” Dar gave a soft chuckle. “I want to,” Eric confirmed. “I thought about it a lot the past two days: my thighs around you, the way you kept grinding on me. I take cold showers in the morning anyway but... yeah, I've needed them lately.”

“You will like this,” Dar promised. “Come, I left the lube over there.” He handed Eric back his cane and the two walked over to the small bag. Eric took out the lube, glancing at the label and raising an eyebrow when he saw how much was inside. Dar hadn't been sure what to expect so he bought a decent-sized bottle. Eric handed it back to Dar and set his cane aside, easing to a sitting position.

Dar suspected that Eric was comfortable with the “mechanics”, as he put it. But soon that controlled persona would be taken over by desire. He found some towels and spread them out.

“On your stomach,” he directed. “It will be easier.” Eric did as he was told. Dar got his hands on the man's ass, caressing the firm glutes before pulling them apart. He got a finger between them and rubbed the ring of muscle. Eric shuddered at his touch. “Relax,” Dar reminded him.

“Are you always like this with your lovers?” Eric wondered.

“They are not so tense.” Dar opened the bottle and coated his fingers in the lube. “You need this, Eric. You carry much pain; you should have pleasure.”

“Newton's third law,” Eric remarked. “For every action, there's an equal and opposite reaction.”

“Are you always like this with your lovers?” Dar teased, pushing the tip of his finger inside. Eric tensed up and Dar had to remind him to relax. Dar continued to slide his finger in. Yes, the man was very tight. Dar moved carefully until he was buried in to the knuckle, then pulled out just as gently and repeated the motion.

“Your fingers are, ah, bigger than mine,” Eric commented. Dar grunted and folded in a second finger. He could feel Eric start to open under his touch. The man shuddered, his left leg sliding a little to spread himself open; his right thigh twitched in an attempt to do the same. “Could you, um, my thigh?”

“Of course.” Dar gripped the right thigh and helped move it so Eric was spread apart. “How are you feeling?”

“More relaxed now.” Eric shifted a little, bending himself so his ass raised up a little in the air. Dar felt his cock stir at the sight. He fit a third finger in and picked up the pace of his thrusts just a little. Eric let out a soft moan and rolled toward the intrusion. His cock was starting to stiffen between his legs.

“I like seeing you enjoy this,” Dar remarked. He hesitated, tapping a fourth finger against Eric's ass. “Will you take more?” Eric nodded and slid his left leg out more. Dar fit in the fourth finger, pumping them in at a slow and gentle rhythm. Eric keened, rocking back and forth, his cock fully rigid already.

Dar's head fell on the man's shoulder, his body quivering with need. He closed his other hand around Eric's erection and began to pump. Eric cried out again and Dar pressed his fingers in deeper, harder, seeking the man's prostrate. He could tell he found it when Eric convulsed under him. Dar struck the spot again, his hand keeping up with the rhythm.

“Dar, please,” Eric gasped. “Please, I need to cum.”

“Then cum,” Dar encouraged him with a swipe of his thumb across Eric's leaking tip. “You saw how much lube was in the bottle. We are not done.” He struck the spot yet again and Eric's cry echoed through the room. His orgasm shot against Dar's hand and the towels, his body quivering as Dar continued pumping and thrusting his fingers until Eric was spent.

“Wow,” Eric sighed. He managed to shakily push himself to a sitting position. Dar smirked, tugging so Eric slid onto his lap, back pressed to Dar's chest. “I'm very relaxed now,” Eric commented.

“I am glad.” Dar kissed his shoulder. Eric shifted a bit to get more comfortable before leaning back against Dar. Dar's own erection was pressed against Eric's body-- he was sure the other could feel it-- but he could attend that later

“Next time,” Eric spoke up, “I'm going to beat you here, and I'll be the one on display.”

“I would like that.” Just thinking about it gave him a fresh pulse of arousal. He brushed his lips down to Eric's shoulder. “And then what?”

“I don't know. Maybe I'll buy a dildo, show you your competition.”

“There is no competition,” Dar argued, even as the idea of watching Eric fuck himself with a dildo heated him more. “You would want my cock.”

“You're not short on confidence,” Eric huffed. Dar grunted and wrapped his arms around Eric, jerking the man back so Dar's erection bumped against the small of his back. Eric groaned, wiggling in his hold.

“You want my cock now.” Dar did not phrase it as a question. He pulled Eric back again, lifting the man a little this time so Dar's tip would graze between Eric's ass cheeks. Eric shuddered in response. “You want me inside you,” Dar continued, lifting Eric again and grazing with his cock tip. [I will fill you so well, Eric. Better than fingers, better than dildos.] He bounced Eric, making sure the man would feel Dar's cock bump just short of his entrance. [I will fuck you so well. Your ex-wife will mean nothing to you.]

“Dar,” Eric moaned, starting to grind back against him. “I don't know... what you're saying.”

[I will make these walls sing with your cries,] Dar continued. [I will grind you against the wall just as you like it.] He fumbled around until his hand landed on the lube bottle. He had to pause to coat himself, distracting Eric by pinching and twisting the man's nipples.

“Shit,” Eric gasped. It only took a bit of twisting and pulling to make both nipples hard. “Dar, your cock, please!”

“See?” Dar smirked, switching back to English. “I said you would want it.”

“Yeah.” Eric puffed out a breath. “You were right. Now please...”

Dar lifted him again, positioning him at the right angle. His cock found the spot and he guided Eric down, both of them shuddering at the feel of their bodies connecting. Even after four fingers, Eric still felt a little tight. Dar wold fix that soon. He kissed Eric's shoulder and squeezed him. He would do all the things he said and more. There was plenty of lube in that bottle and the hot springs were all theirs.