#but anyways here yall go!! hope this brightens someones day :)))

[ask-sarah-and-co]

the people have spoken (these chaps will be posted like once a day for the next few days)

1 (you’re here) / 2 / 3 / epilogue

a bit of context for this-

this is meant to take place after my other two Sarah fics, New Friend and Cocoa (which are both on my ao3, Saywha413) but not necessary to read this :)

also those two fics are kinda outdated in terms of my au? I don’t remember exactly what I wrote but the biggest thing standing out in my mind is that I mention Ash and Goh being the heroes of Galar in New Friend but I’ve changed that to Sarah and Hop.

all you rlly need to know from the other fics is that Sarah helped Chloe set up Ash and Goh on a date and that Sarah is good friends with all three of them even though they don’t see each other often.

this is like 2,000 words, it’s the longest part I think

ash/goh/chloe from pokemon journeys have main roles here :)

I think only a few of Sarah’s pokemon are named here… this is Sarah and Hugh centric lol

(also if you have any critiques please share them! They help me improve!)

((keep in mind I wrote this as a silly fic and not a serious one lol))

(((also I don’t have a title for this? so maybe when all the parts are posted yall can share some ideas…?)))

now onto the fic!

Sarah stepped off the subway and breathed in deeply. This was her first lungful of Unovan air, she was excited to finally visit her birthplace. She exited the subway station, greeting the lone subway master, and took a look around the busy Nimbasa City. She gave Sparkle, her shiny partner eevee, a pet but returned her to her pokeball. The city was no place for a little eevee.

While she was wandering around, she wasn’t paying much attention to the other people around her. Maybe the tall buildings and busy streets weren’t something she was used to, growing up on the quiet streets of Vaniville Town and Postwick. Suddenly, a person ran into her and knocked her off her feet.

“Out of my way!” She glanced upwards at the person and had two immediate thoughts.

The first: She was losing her mind. What was happening? Why was it happening? She was flipping out. Who was this boy and his edgy looks and messy hair? Why was she losing herself over a guy she had never met, never even seen before?? Was this love at first sight like Chloe talked about (a lot)??? 

The second: Snap back. When someone yells at you, you yell back. Louder, if possible. That was something Chloe tried to teach her, most likely because they both barely yelled. Was that a good philosophy? Probably not.

“Hey! You’re the one who ran into me!” She sprang to her feet and glared at the boy.

The boy scowled at her and clenched his fists, ready to fight. He grabbed her shirt collar and pulled her extremely close, their faces almost touching. Sarah kicked him hard in the shins. She would have kicked him again, as he didn’t let go of her, but then they both noticed how many people had stopped to see what they were doing. 

The stranger released his hold on her collar rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped. There’s just a lot going on for me right now.” He apologized and scowled at the crowd until they dispersed.

“I’m sorry too,” She held her hand out for a friendly shake. “Let’s start over. I’m Sarah, it’s nice to meet you!”

The boy shook her hand. “Hugh.”

Hugh still looked a bit guilty. “Is there anything I can do to make that whole incident up to you?”

“I’m guessing that you’re a trainer? A battle would be awesome!” She always had a sparkly look in her eyes when battling was brought up.

“I was hoping you would say that!” Hugh’s face brightened. “Follow me, I know the perfect spot for a battle.”

“What. In the name. Of actual Arceus. Just happened??”

Chloe swore profusely from the trash can she was behind. “You guys saw that too, right?”

Ash and Goh just shrugged. 

“Ugggghhhh, you guys are so unobservant. Anyways, what are we doing here in the first place? Can either of you remind me why we followed, basically stalked, Sarah to Unova?”

“We’re her friends right? Well, she headed off to Unova alone and it’s our job to make sure she does okay by herself.” Ash grinned at her scowl. That was flawed logic if Chloe had ever seen it.

“I can’t believe how forgetful Ash is…” she muttered under her breath. “Sarah’s fine on her own, don’t you remember that she was alone before we met? And she still had so many friends that it’s a little scary. Like, every Galarian gym leader? I doubt she’d have problems making new friends, or being alone again.”

“Anyways,” Goh stepped in to change the conversation. “What's so odd about what just happened? It’s good that she made a friend right?” He grinned sheepishly at the end of his question.

“Did we see the same thing? They were both so angry and then they just shook all the anger off?”

Ash interrupted the conversation this time, not seeming to care about what the other two were saying. “Can we follow them? Cause’ if we’re gonna stalk Sarah then I at least want to see their battle.” 

The other two trainers just sighed as the trio walked out from behind the random bench and trash can, receiving a few odd looks from strangers passing by.

“Serperior, use leaf storm!”

“Solstice, dodge it and use dark pulse!”

The snake pokemon summoned a huge tornado, angled towards Sarah’s umbreon. The moonlight pokemon, who usually had no problems dodging attacks with her nimble body, couldn’t avoid the blow and took a decent amount of damage. 

“This. Is. So. Awesome!” Ash’s eyes did the same sparkly thing that Sarah’s were currently doing, Chloe noticed. It probably had something to do with being battle driven. “This is one of the coolest battles I’ve ever seen!”

“Didn’t you see the match between Iris and Cynthia like a week or two ago? Wasn’t that way cooler?” Chloe deadpanned.

“This is different because they’re two people I know well!”

“You literally traveled through Unova with Iris. Also, you’ve never spoken to Hugh before.” Goh added in, glancing at Ash in a concerned parent sort of way.

Ash appeared to not have heard him, maybe choosing to ignore the other two trainers.

“Go, Mnemosyne!”

Sarah sent out her powerful hydreigon as Hugh released his eelektross. Both pokemon flew high in the air and used dragon rush and wild charge respectively, trying to ram into each other and missing terribly.

“Hey, Hugh,” she glanced at her opponent. “Did you see that flash of pink over there?”

He glanced to where she pointed but there was nothing. “It must have been some random pokemon. I wouldn’t worry about it.”

Mnemosyne had swapped to using dragon pulse while eelektross used flamethrower.

Immediately, the pink thing reappeared. “Hugh! Behind you!”

Hugh whirled around immediately and stared in awe at the Mew floating behind him. Before either of the trainers could react, Mew made a motion that Sarah recognized as using some kind of move. Metronome? Before she could react, Sarah realized she felt a stronger gravitational pull on her feet and watched the Mew giggle before teleporting away.

“Hugh! I think it used gravity!”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“‘Gravity enables flying types or pokemon with the levitate ability to be hit by ground-type moves for five turns. Moves that involve flying can't be used,’” She quoted the pokedex. “Do you know two pokemon with the ability levitate who are currently flying?!” Her question was followed by a huge crash behind him. 

“I’m assuming ours?” Hugh looked over at the battlefield they had stopped watching for a while. Sarah dashed over to her fainted dragon and used a revive on her, tossing her opponent one so he could do the same. They both returned their pokemon to their respective pokeballs.

“Well, I don’t know if that counts,” Sarah grinned and shook Hugh’s hand vigorously. “But good game either way! You’re ace at battling!!”

Hugh was smiling too, and he looked almost as excited as her. 

Hugh grinned sheepishly. “Anyways, do you want to battle agai-” He was interrupted by a loud growl from Sarah’s stomach.

“Sorry. My stomach finds it hard to do anything without food.”

(“She’s just like you, Ash!” Chloe whisper-yelled.)

Hugh grinned. “Don’t worry about it.” 

His excited smile was quickly replaced with a more embarrassed one. “Would you join me for lunch or something?” 

Sarah’s smile somehow got wider. “Of course!”

The two started walking off together.

(“So, what does ace mean?”

“Good. I was saying you’re good at battling.”)

It was Goh’s turn to rage.

“How?! What?!”

Ash put a hand on his boyfriend’s shoulder to calm him. “Goh, relax. It’s alright.”

“It’s not alright!! First, Mew just appeared! My dream is to catch Mew but it never appears! And when it does, it’s for a pair of random trainers and just to play a mean prank!! Not even for a good reason!”

“Maybe it’s because Mew thinks they’re a good couple?” Chloe shrugged. “I mean, legendaries always appear for you and Ash.”

“You know, that makes a lot of sense too.” Ash smiled widely, squeezing Goh’s shoulder a little harder. “Didn’t Cresselia appear for you and Dawn too?”

Chloe smiled at Ash, which rarely happened. “Yeah, it did. But I think it’s possible that Sarah could have also met Mew before. I mean, she’s about as experienced as you, Ash, so we don’t know where she’s been or what she’s done. Come to think of it, Hugh could’ve met it too.”

“Well, he also just asked her out! Do you know how long it took Ash to ask ME out?!”

“You’re jealous of Sarah getting asked out?” She laughed as Goh grumbled and Ash patted Goh’s shoulder guiltily.

The red-haired trainer sighed in defeat. “You’re right. That is pretty ridiculous. I think I’m just tired of this stalking stuff.”

“Go get something to eat. You deserve it.” Chloe grinned at her friends.

“You gonna keep watching?” Goh grinned slyly at her. He recovered quickly. “Typical Chloe. Being concerned about her friend’s love lives.” Chloe grinned wider in response. 

“Just go, you guys.”

Chloe could hear Sarah’s rambling from miles away.

“Hey did you know the champions Cynthia and Diantha are dating? And Leon’s dating Raihan, of course. Steven’s dating Wallace- oh and Ash is dating Goh!”

Her brain was probably running miles a minute, which Chloe remembered it only did when she was really, really nervous. Of course she talked about pokemon battles on a date.

“I don’t know if Iris or Lance are dating anyone, or Alain for that matter. Maybe they’re aroace…” She frowned and tapped her chin thoughtfully. “Man, I’ve gotta meet those three someday…” She continued muttering random things to herself.

Hugh grinned at his companion’s rambles. “Hey, how do you know so much about the masters 8? Like, private stuff.”

That was a sensible question from Hugh, Chloe probably would’ve asked her the same thing in his situation. She liked him more and more by the minute.

“Well, Ash is one of my best friends, I’ve met almost all of them in person before, like I just said, and,” She grinned proudly before the third part of her sentence. “I was almost in the masters 8!”

“You’re joking.”

“Top 10 in the world!” She showed her friend the app she still had downloaded. Chloe could hear them walking away, so she hurried onward.

(She couldn’t believe that Sarah still had the app downloaded solely for the ranking, it just seemed like a waste of phone space. It was also scary how much she always showed everyone, she’d had seen it at least 4 times this week. Sarah’s need to send a screenshot and brag was really unnecessary.)

“I can’t believe it’s the masters 8 and not the masters 10! Doesn’t 10 make more sense, Hugh?”

They were eating lunch (some very tasty looking ramen- one of Sarah’s favorite meals, Chloe remembered) and Sarah had been talking about the masters 8 for, like, the past half hour. Hugh seemed to be listening attentively, which confused Chloe. He could have easily pretended to listen and just nodded whenever a question was asked. That’s what she did with her friends, if she was being honest. Wait, what was happening with Sarah? Chloe had to stop herself from naturally tuning her out, like she always did.

“Hey Sarah, would you like to ride the Ferris wheel together?”

“Course I would!”

What did she miss?!?!

While the duo were walking together, Sarah sub-consciously grabbed her friend’s hand. She was totally oblivious to it, of course, and she missed how flustered Hugh was. (Chloe cackled in the bushes, but immediately slapped her hand over her mouth afterwards.) She turned to grin at her friend, and then bumped into a purple haired, ponytailed girl.

“Oh my Arceus, I am so sorry!” Sarah helped the girl up and her mouth fell in shock when she saw who it was.

“Iris?! The champion?! Here? Right now?!” She was so excited she was shaking Hugh’s shoulders a little.

The champion grinned and laughed. “It’s always great to meet a fan! And Hugh, it’s good to see you as well.”

“You’re friends with THE Iris?!” Hugh grinned sheepishly.

“More like acquaintances, but sure.”

She noticed the other girl holding out her hand and shook it vigorously.

“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you Iris! My name’s Sarah.”

“Good to meet you too, Sarah! Anyways, what brings you two here?”

Sarah looked at her friend, who shrugged. “Spending quality time with my mate?”

“Awww, that’s sweet.” The girl then grinned, “Wait mate like the Galarian term or-” 

“GALARIAN.”

Iris laughed as Sarah flushed red, Hugh only looking up questioningly.

The champion then turned around, as if she was looking for someone. “Anyways, Ash messaged me and told me he was in town so I was going to meet up with him. He told me he’s bringing Goh, but I can’t find either of them…”

Chloe sweated nervously. Iris was going to give her away!

“Oh I saw a snack stand while walking around! You should check there.” Sarah gestured back towards the buildings.

“That’s a great idea! Thanks!” Iris waved goodbye to her new friend and darted off. She was pretty far away, but Iris turned and Sarah heard her yell “We should have a battle when we next meet up!”

“You know we will!” She yelled back.

Sarah turned back to Hugh, who was standing to the side somewhat awkwardly, smiling fondly.

“Come on! You wanted to ride the Ferris wheel right?”

(“Hey, now you can cross one of those trainers off your list.”

“Oh, you’re right! I still don’t know how I’ll meet Lance or Alain though.”

He patted her shoulder. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out. Or maybe randomly bump into them, like you just did.”

“You’d be surprised by how often that happens to me,” she shrugged. “Just last week, when I was back in Galar, I bumped into Gordie sneaking out to go on a date with Milo.”

“The internet celebrity?”

“And gym leader. He hasn’t come out to his fans yet, I think.”

“And you’re telling me of all people?” He laughed.)

Chloe let out a huge sigh of relief. She was still safe, unless Ash and Goh gave her away. But at that point it wouldn’t really matter right? Because Iris was no longer with Sarah and Hugh? She decided none of that mattered anymore, as it was getting late. Maybe she could stalk follow Sarah and Hugh again tomorrow.

[echidnana]

for that mutual ask game: mutuals as reptiles!

oh boy this is a Good one!!!!!!

also a note: i put like,,,,, amphibians in here too,,,, i hope u don’t mind heh

lynzi (you!) : turtles!! (mainly cause of ur bulbasaur icon) probably specifically a turtle sittin in flowers smiling :)

nick ( @parkwaylines ) : a lil anole! they’re these little lizards and there are Tons of them where i live and they’re so sweet!!

lincoln ( @moron-sad-mlm ) : a panther chameleon with all the funky colors!!!

smudge ( @ill-eat-your-teeth ) : garden snail!! matches ur vibe my friend :))))

sonny ( @punkboihours ) : one of those tiny frogs that live in mud! i think they might be bullfrogs?

lou ( @filius-deorum ) : one of those friendly toads! like the big bumpy lumpy ones that are shaped like a Friend

yuki ( @see-startle-screech ) : a skink!!! i’m not sure why, it just sorta fits, i think :)

jarilo ( @teencophater ) : a mother freaking komodo dragon babey!!!!

sinem ( @shut-up-emrys ) : one of those lil newts that u find in soil

logan (!!!) ( @motoroilfanta ) : bearded dragon. matches ur vibe.

[bonny-kookoo]

Ready Player 01 | JJK x Reader | 🔞❤️☁️

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: dystopia!AU, former Game developer!Jk, former pro gamer!JK, former IT specialist!Reader, former programmer!Reader, romance, Smut, slight cyberpunk elements

Warnings/tags: injustice, forcefully controlled public, violence (police/government officials against citizens), unfair powerplay, interrogation, tech talk, Jungkook be antisocial as FUCK but so is the reader lmao wbk, fear of physical contact (Haphephobia), past trauma and mentions of a bad childhood, insomnia, crime, smut because yes it’s me hello my content isn't kiddy-proof in the first place what yall want from me I'm not sure, but that’s waaY at the end ya know, friends to lovers, a slightly sassy AI but we love her, reader struggles with emotions, I mean same tbh, they're both so sweet tho I cant, not proofread because let me live

Summary: there’s a war going on; silent, but it’s there. Media has been strictly become controlled and regulated- to the point of making it illegal to own a TV or phone with internet access without a valid license. But there’s always some people that will try to break free from the controlling force.

"-a new age. This is a new year. And remember; we're doing this for the greater good. Until tomorrow." The news reporter stops talking after she somberly looks somewhere behind the camera that is pointed at her.

Your room is dark- the TV brightness on it's lowest setting so you can see what's going on- but outside, no one can see the light shining in your tiny apartment. Investing in blackout curtains had really paid off at the end of the day.

You don't want to get caught.

There's an announcement van driving past your window; the tiny slits in your curtains where the light from outside can creep its way inside brightening a bit as the headlights pass your windows. Something is spoken, and by now everyone knows the routine speech.

"Electricity will be shut down in five minutes. We advice to save all progress immediately- and we wish a good nights rest. Electricity will be shut down in five minutes..-" It repeats, over and over, counting down the minutes. You slowly move into your kitchen, opening one of the loose floor tiles to turn on your own emergency electricity system. With well practiced movements you close the tile again, moving the rug over it as you walk back into your living room, swiftly sliding the TV behind your wardrobe to make it disappear. As if on cue; there's a knock at your door.

The same as always. Routine. Two times, loud and clear. You don't even have to look through the peephole to know what awaits behind it.

"Yes?" You ask, rubbing your eyes as if you had been already asleep. The officer behind the door nods at you shortly, a mild smile on his face as he looks down at you.

"We didn't mean to wake you miss. Just routine, as usual." He says, peeking into your apartment to look for any electronics still running. It's pitch black however- so he simply nods, as his colleague notes something into his tablet. "We wish a good nights rest miss. Again, sorry for intruding." He apologizes, and you nod, closing the door.

Only when the street lights turn dark, do you move from your bed.

"Creator." The AI voice chimes up, her voice greeting you as as you lift the tile on the floor again- your phone connecting to the AI to show information you instantly decode and note down inside your head. "Player01 has just connected." The voice states, and you sit down on your cold kitchen flooring, smiling a little. "He has sent a message. Would you like me to play it?" The voice asks, and you take a deep breath.

"Yes." You say, and there's a small sound indicating the start of the voice message. A male voice is head.

"Hey, whats up?" He asks, and you can hear something in the background- maybe an empty can or something similar. "I uh.. I'm on my way. Should I bring anything? Ah wait, I know the answer to that.." He says, chuckling at the end of his sentence, and you can hear him zip up his jacket as he moves around. "Yeah uh.. just text or something, I'll bring stuff over. Can't have you starve." He ends, and the AI speaks up again.

"Would you like to repeat the message?" She asks, and you shake your head at her; a signal the artificial intelligence has come to detect quite well. "Should I archive it?" She questions again, and this time, you nod- something your invisible assistant can pick up due to motion sensoring.

"Send him a message." You say. "Tell him: I only need you. Get yourself here in one piece and I'm happy. And I'm very capable of taking care of myself." You state, and your phone shows a small loading message- indicating that the voice is doing as you said. It chimes up after a moment. "Thanks Kana." You say.

"No problem creator. Would you like for me to run through the databases now?" She asks, and you nod, a smile on your face. "Database search in progress. Estimated time: sixteen minutes and eighteen seconds." You huff out a breath as you look at the tiny display on your arm; tiny, yet powerful as it's your way of keeping Kana- your AI assistent- close at all times. Tonight, there would seem to be a lot to dig through.

They really added a lot of content these days.

It's not the door that makes you notice that there's a visitor after a while- He never uses it anyways for some reason. You're sitting on your kitchen floor with a small cup of tea in your hands- kept hot inside a slightly beaten-looking thermos can since you can't use to water boiler at night. Using anything other than Kana would cause a spike the police would be sure to notice; and you're not ready to get caught yet.

Not tonight.

It's a boy who, after a moment, opens the unclosed kitchen window to climb in; his combat boots getting a little snow and dirt from the outside into your apartment as his 80's looking jacket makes distinctive noises as it brushes against the sides of your window. His blonde hair has grown out a bit these days you notice- the roots clearly showing. It's a little wet and slightly curly from the moisture. It must be snowing outside- or maybe it had. You couldn't know for sure.

You never left your apartment.

He closes the window after slipping on the tiles inside a little, the plastic bags noisy as he almost drops them- sheepishly taking off his boots as he smiles at you. His socks are different from one another- but that's another thing so distinctive and just so.. him. He's his own person, always has been; it's what brought you two together, after all. You both stood out against the 'regular public' these days; with his brightly almost white-bleached hair he was like an albino in a sea of crows.

But you knew he didn't need that to stand out to you.

You can still remember the first few times the boy in front of you has visited you; the times where he had just dyed his hair to rebel out, or when he pierced your ears in exchange for you to do it to him as well. It was like you had made a blood pact in your kitchen that night- you had somehow gotten closer, formed a little more than just a simple companionship in order to riot against the law. He began growing close. Gave you a nickname. Began calling you his player 2. Began calling you his 'ace'. He had explained that he thought of it from memories of his gaming days; the two fighting teams always called red and blue, and one of his favorite weapons having that nickname- simply because it always 'saved his ass last minute'. He had rambled on about his last tournament after that, eyes sparkling and cheeks round from cold noodles.

You had become friends.

"hey." He says after sitting close across from you on the cold floor; the opened tile and Kana's core exposed to you two, the only source of light apart from your bracelet. The colorful LED's paint marks on his face and illuminate his features to you; but it does the same to you from his point of view. It's a familiar sight. "How are you?" He asks, almost shyly, but you know that's not what's bothering him.

"Hey Jungkook." You simply say with the hint of a smile, as you answer him. "Haven't slept well these days but, what's new I guess." You chuckle, and Jungkook smiles too- though a glimpse of concern is still shown your way. He knows however that forcing you to sleep won't do much good- your insomnia was too bad to really conquer it in a day or two just by taking naps.

And also; who was he to talk about solving personal issues.

"Have you seen the most recent reports?" You ask him, and the boy somberly shakes his head.

"I was unable to." He states. "They were patrolling close to my apartment complex because there had been someone reporting a Glitcher today." A 'glitcher'- a slang word now commonly used for people like Jungkook and you. People who went against the nightly routines, people who tried to trick the system by using electricity at night, owning media, consuming it, or dealing with it. It somehow became worse than underground drugs. "They pulled him out at around twelve or so- but they seemed too on edge the entire day, so I didn't risk it." He says, and you nod. Jungkook had always been a very good person when it came to calculating risk versus reward. He was good at reading people too- even though he didn't interact much, he got out of his apartment a lot more than you did. "Anything important?" He asks, and you shrug.

"There was a report that China and Japan were still on edge- with the chinese government arguing that they would soon start with 'more drastic measures to get things under proper control', whatever that means." You say, and Jungkooks brows furrow as he starts to pick on the skin of his jaw. "Let's just hope the flood doesn't throw us under the sea as well if it escalates I guess.." You say, and the boy across from you nods.

"Creator." Kana's voice chimes up, making Jungkook look up before remembering that the only source would be your bracelet, which you look at as well. "My scan of your body shows that you have not consumed a sufficient amount of calories today. I recommend a meal in the next five to eight minutes to avoid malnutrition." She says, and you groan. "I take this as a form of verbal communication. Running data search..." She says, as Jungkook looks at you; thoroughly amused by the teasing banter between the AI and his friend. "My data search concludes that you are annoyed, creator. I have only stated a fact however-" She continues, and Jungkook steps in.

"I've brought some leftovers from my dinner today we can eat." He says, pulling out some plastic containers as he moves to get proper cutlery out of your drawers. He makes sure to push them towards you, making sure to nod with a smile as you nod and thank him a little embarrassed. "It's nothing. You know I love you too much to let you starve!" He states with a grin, bunny teeth on full display as bitterness creeps up your throat- something you make sure to swallow down before beginning to eat.

Because the kind of love he's talking about right now, is not the kind of love you want him to feel for you.

"You forgot to give it a proper validation there-" He points out as you type away. "Otherwise it will just run instantly, and everything at once. That could crash older systems, and we know that V95 uses an older laptop, so we should take that into account." He says, and you nod, clicking back to the spot Jungkook is talking about.

This is what you're both good for.

Writing code for you had always been something you did with a passion- simply because you were good at it. Numbers and short phrases were something you could remember with ease; but you never had to think much about the visual aspect of programs in your department back when you were able to work for a simple programming company. You had simply always been tasked to program security systems and automatically updating firmware, or simple AI's for factory robots. Jungkook however had been all about the visuals; he had been programming games after all. That's why you two fit so well together in this scene. Whenever he would be in complete awe of the broad knowledge you had about official guidelines and security breaches, of staying undetected and unseen while still gaining as much as possible from every single line of code, he could always throw in his input to make sure the program you were both writing and updating for the glitch community was easy to use and simple enough so it could run smoothly on as many systems as possible. Be it phone, laptops, PC's- you two made it possible.

This program was connecting Glitchers all over the globe- and with yours and Jungkooks knowledge, you made it almost invisible. And even if it was somehow detected; there was no possible way to track down any of it's users.

The fact that you had to hide a simple program from the government made you sigh.

"Okay. Yeah I think that fixed the bug." He says, and looks at your arm- at Kana. "Oh, by the way, Kana?" he asks, and the chime gives him the cue to talk. "I heard you had a bug-fix too recently." He says, and the AI chimes again.

"I did, Player01." The AI answers. "The addition of code to my current program has proven to significantly increase my ability to observe and save more data." The female voice answers, and Jungkook grins. "You are happy, Player01." She states, and he nods.

"I am." He says.

"Why is that?" The AI asks, and Jungkook shrugs.

"I'm just happy you're doing well. Someone has to take care of ace when I'm not close by, yeah?" He states, and you try not to react to it. Jungkook is by now used to your more stoic expression; you're not too emotional and barely let things get under your skin. You've been hurt before, he knows this even if you never told him- he can see it in the way you hide inside the safety of your home, how you're so cold on the outside but still clinging onto him. Sometimes he wishes he could touch you; run his hand over your head to ruffle your hair like in those cheesy movies, hold your hand, or simply give you some reassurance in the form of a gentle hand on your back whenever you struggle.

But he's got his own demons, and they love clinging onto him just as much.

"V95 has connected to voice chat. Would you like to talk to him?" Kana states, ripping him out of his thoughts as he watches you nod.

"JK? Y/N?" A deep voice asks.

"We're here. Heard there was a raid close to you?" Jungkook asks, and he can see you grow a bit more serious at that. "Are you okay?" He adds, and V answers, although quite.. tired?

"I'm good. They got Jimin though." He states, and you sigh, running a hand through your hair as you stand up, frustrated. Jungkook knows you're trying to calm down by pacing. He doesn't mind. "They didn't officially arrest him, took him for 'questioning' though. We know what that's about." He states somberly, and Jungkook takes a deep breath.

"Jimin is a master manipulator V. He'll get himself out of it, I'm sure." Jungkook tries to reassure, but it doesn't gain him much than a hum from Taehyung on the other end of the line. "What about Sleeper?" He asks, and a chuckle is heard.

"He's been checking the videofeed from inside the past few nights. He said he's send some of the big bites to Ace though?" He says, and Jungkook looks over at your form.

"Yeah I've seen it." You simply say, though Jungkook grows uncomfortable with the way you're suddenly standing there. You're a little hunched, biting the skin on your thumb as you look at the tiles as if they suddenly began to move. He knows himself that things inside the 'rehabilitation centers' weren't all that nice to see- but you rarely ever displayed so much distress over it. "Let's just hope Jimin get's his ass out of this situation. We can't afford to loose him." You say, and V stays silent before he sighs.

"Yeah. I tell sleeper you've seen the stuff. Oh, and our prince charming has asked for a date with Ace. Again." Taehyung chuckles, and you groan- while Jungkook can't help but clench his jaw. Kim Seokjin was a very good asset to the team; with connections reaching deep inside the government and his position as a former lawyer- but he still hated his guts.

You didn't need to waste your time dating. You were totally capable of taking care of yourself, you had even said it personally! And for anything else Jungkook would provide for you. You didn't need anyone else than him.

He was totally not jealous of him.

"Can he not use our underground connections for that circus?" You say. "I don't even go grocery shopping, why would I want to go on a fucking date?" You mumble, sitting down next to Jungkook as you take a spoonful of rice. Jungkook feels a weird sense of satisfaction about the situation.

"Who knows." Taehyung says. "Alright, 10 Minute mark- I'll hear from you two soon. Take care." He says, and you both say your goodbyes before the line goes silent.

Although Jungkook hates physical contact, he likes keeping you close.

His heart is melting like chocolate as he notes the way your hand grips his jacket tightly as the two of you walk through town to get your license renewed- a way of holding onto him, and he somehow wishes it could be his hand. He knows yours would fit so perfectly in his, and yet he can't bring himself to do it.

His body is not cooperating.

He remembers vividly how his fear had developed; with his father and mother both being dramatically overworked and overwhelmed with having a kid at a young age, they had no idea how to make a child behave. Every second touch would bruise, every time he had been held would be force.

And at some point, he started to dislike physical touch completely.

It had just been like his growing interest in freelance climbing- the way he would walk and jump high over the heads of unsuspecting people, away from all judgemental gazes they'd throw his way for behaving the way he did. Only when the wind could hit him freely, only when he couldn't make out faces of anyone down below, only when he was high up- that was when he felt safe. The ground below had nothing of interest for him, no point in going down, as his apartment was located on the top floor of the complex. Jungkook never took the elevator, always the stairs.

He liked being reminded how high he lived.

And yet, there's one thing that pulls him down, brings his feet to the earth below, calls him like a siren song. It's you, hidden away from everyone's sight inside your tiny home, just as troubled and judged as himself.

He'd fallen in love with you the second you told him his name.

It had been a rainy night, his clothes drying on your heater as he was wrapped in two of your blankets; the smell of your fabric softener and something so typically you surrounding him like a mother's hug would a child. It had given him a feeling of comfort he had never quite experienced before, and it had also been the first time he had imagined what it would be like to hug you.

To have you close.

He had explained to you why he had freaked out when you reached for his arm to steady him when he almost fell inside your apartment through your window; had apologized and bowed his head in shame until you had simply shrugged.

"You don't have to justify yourself to anyone, Jungkookie." You had said. Jungkookie. "You're you. And I like you." You had said, not looking at him as you typed in some code to Kana's internal system.

His heart had warmed up at that.

And while you had accepted him, he had accepted you just as much. While at first caught off guard by your quiet and sometimes harsh way of treating him, he had also gotten to know just how gentle and delicately you treated the ones you loved. You were a loyal person, always going out of your way to be helpful, and silently basking in praise any time it was directed at you.

He loved that view. The way your cheeks would grow warm, how your eyes would sparkle; and he loved most of all, that he had been, according to Taehyung who was the second closest to you, the only one to see you smile.

You even laughed with him.

It filled him with pride to know that you were able to let go around him, even if it was just a little. It made him feel like he did something huge. It helped him sleep at night knowing that you were trusting him enough to let down your guard a little.

And it hurt him even worse knowing that he couldn't do the same thing for you.

He was a coward-

and you deserved a hero.

"Ace?" He asked, slipping through your window as he noticed the apartment silent and dark. Nothing greeted him. "..Ace?" He tried again, maybe you were asleep? But your apartment was quiet, empty, nothing spoke of your presence. Dishes were in the sink, a cup of water left untouched on the counter, and something inside of him churned painfully at the way this looked. He checked the kitchen tile, sliding it to the side like he's seen you do it countless of times.

It was dark.

Instead, he was greeted by a post it note. "Underneath the bed. Take care." Was all it read. He stood up, pushing your bed away from the wall noticing how your carpet had been torn a little. And as he lifted the cut flap of carpet, there was an envelope.

Your watch. A small in-ear piece, and your old IT-identification, folded.

A noise outside your hallway made his head snap up as he pushed the bed back into place, making an escape for it as he climbed outside the window, watch safely inside his jacket as he climbed back up on top of a building, before he examined it further, turning it on, after putting the earpiece in.

"Hello, Jungkook." Kana greeted him, and it felt weird to hear the AI say his name like that. "Creator has advised me to answer all questions you might have, and assist you from here on." She said, and Jungkook simply put the watch on, making his way to his own apartment.

"What happened?" He asked, his face serious as he walked.

"At around 6:12 O'clock, creator was taken into further questioning regarding illegal possession and knowledge of classified information and technological equipment. She had shown no resistance and complied with authorities. My observations however showed that she was taken with more force than necessary." Kana explained. Jungkook shook his head. "She had prepared for this instance during the night, approximately twenty-six minutes after you had left."

"She knew?!" He suddenly said, shutting his apartment door violently as he started to pace around, throwing his jacket on the couch. "Why didn't she contact me?"

"Analysis; your body shows signs of-" Kana started, but Jungkook interrupted.

"Shut up. Why didn't she tell me?" He asks again, and Kana seems to hesitate for a moment.

"Considering her close relationship to you, she probably wanted to not get you involved." She stated, and Jungkook sighed, sitting down on his couch as he gripped his hair. He should've stayed. Hell, it wasn't the first time he wanted to stay. He had dreamed of staying over, of fucking living with you for months to no end by now, but he was a coward. And this was his paycheck.

"Kana." He said lowly, and the small tune gave him the cue to talk. "Contact V95. Tell him it's urgent. We got an emergency." He says.

"I can't watch this." He says, jumping up and holding onto his head as to not punch his wall, unable to go through the videofeed of your interrogation room.

There's not much to see, but Jungkook knows that's simply because they haven't had the time to see to you yet. You and him knew best what really happened in these rooms, and he hated knowing that deep down they wouldn't go easy on you simply because you were a young woman. It didn't matter to them.

He'd seen teenagers way younger than you and him getting the rough treatment before- and elderly didn't get spared either.

The government bragged about having everything in order; yet they couldn't even control their own law enforcement it seemed. When he really thought back on his history lessons in school, not much had changed at all.

The world was still in utter chaos.

His palm shuts his laptop harshly- earning a tiny chime from the AI he’s already forgotten shares his home with him now. “I suggest that you practice care in treating your electronics to-“ he groans, successfully shutting it off at that. “Why are you frustrated?” It- she? Asks, and he sits down.

“I don’t know how to help her.” He admits in shame, thinking back to the footage of your hidden camera; the way they had pushed you to the ground, before grabbing you, leading you out of your apartment a few minutes away from him. “I don’t know what I should do.” He says.

There’s a bit of silence, until the AI speaks up again. “Do you have a romantic interest in my creator?” She asks, and his head snaps up at that.

“What the fuck? Why would you ask me this?!” He barks, unsure where to look since he can only hear the voice.

“I have observed both my creator and your behaviors; you seem to have a very deep rooted interest in each others well-being and opinions. This is commonly found in partnerships. I was only asking you to confirm if my assumption is correct.”

He’s silent for a moment, until he speaks again, watching the announcement van pass his window; voices dull and unintelligible though the walls and windows. “It’s no use anyways. Who wants someone they can’t even shake hands with?” He sighs, looking into his lap again. He hates that he’s like this; that even though he very much loves and adores you, there’s no magic moment that makes him forget- even though he craves the contact, he can’t do it. Every time he’s close to you, he knows that he could simply hug you; or let you rest your head on his shoulder, like in romantic movies. He wants to hold your hand, wipe your tears- but his body won’t cooperate. He can’t do it.

Not even with you.

“Creator seems very comfortable with you.” The AI states. “I have been asked to archive all text messages and phone calls of you two recently. When I asked for a reason, she claimed she would need it someday- I was unsure what she meant.” Jungkook furrows his brow, raising his head again. “Sometimes, when creator is deeply upset, she has the habit of playing some of the recordings of you singing, or reminding her to take care. My research has shown that it slows down her heartbeat to a more normal level and also improves her insomnia.” Jungkooks eyes widen at that.

Does that mean.. that you like him back?

"Kana, fuck- cut the feed." He says, agitated.

"Are you sure?" She asks, and he sighs, before yelling his frustration out, sitting down to take a deep breath. He slowly shook his head no. He couldn't let all your hard work go to waste like this.

He couldn't stay a coward.

"Jungkook, it appears to be that the creator is being let go." Kana suddenly chimes up, and Jungkook rushes to his pc setup to see for himself. And she's right- your arm is being held tightly, and something is being said to you, but your hands are no longer chained to the chair- you're free.

What just happened?

Jungkook sometimes really hates himself for being the way he is.

There's no sugarcoating it that you need comfort now more than ever, even though you don't openly show it to him. He can see it in the way you're still biting your nails, he can see it in your eyes which never stay on one point for too long. And he can definitely see it in the bruises on your upper arm, and the cut on your lower lip where you had bitten in anger and frustration. He wants to comfort you, he knows you'd let him- and yet he can't move any closer than where he is right now; only the length of his palm of space between you two. And yet it's like his joints are locked into place. He can't touch you.

What if he hurts you?

And it dawns on him right then and there while he watches you drink your can of overly sweet soda while typing your code like second nature, that he's not scared of you hurting him. He's scared of doing to you, what's been done to him. Because deep down he is aware that his parents never had bad intentions, never hated him or wanted him to suffer; they were simply unsure and not at all confident in how to really care for a child. They had been caught off guard and gotten overwhelmed by the sudden shift in their situation that they never truly knew what to do. And nowadays he felt like he was simply heading down the same road.

He was starting to feel like he was becoming just like them.

"Hm?" You ask him, ripping him out of his thoughts as he looks at you, your eyes wide and worried as you put down your almost empty can of soda. "What is it?" You ask him, and he wants to scream. He wants to throw a fit like a child at the way you seem to worry for him every time you should worry for yourself. He's a coward, he's useless, he's everything you don't need nor deserve in his eyes, and yet you always look at him like he's the main character of your favorite movie.

If he was, he was sure he'd be merely a sidekick- because you deserved to be the focus of every story told in his eyes. And if you weren't included in the tale, he knew he didn't want to ever know about it.

He swallows, before he manages to make his hand move, finger pointing at your arm where a green-ish bruise already formed. "Does it hurt?" He asks, and he's not even sure if he's asking you about the bruise, of if he's asking something else. He doesn't know what he's saying, doesn't even know if he's asking you or himself.

"No." You answer, and he looks at you, searching for any hint of a lie in your eyes. But he only sees that slight smile, lips turned a little, almost unnoticeable. But its there, he can see it, and he wants to print it into his mind to never forget it. You were so observant, knew him so well, that he was almost certain you knew of his inner fight and what he really meant with his blurted out question. "Are you okay?" You ask him, and he swallows again, eyes stinging with unshed tears as his body grows rigid like an unoiled machine, only moving with as much force as he can manage to come up with. His breathing is heavy as his eyes can't leave the spot on your arm, and your watch him with wide eyes as his shaking hand slowly reaches out.

He doesn't know what he expects to really happen.

Maybe like those electric shocks you get when someone had rubbed their socks on a carpet before touching someone else. Maybe he had expected to recoil instantly. Maybe he had expected nothing- but he was suddenly in a rush the moment his fingertip touched your warm skin, delicate, soft, everything his rough hands weren't.

And you were still as prey in front of a wolf.

But the wolf in this scenario was holding his breath while his tears finally fell. He wants to speak, but he can't, he doesn't know how to ask for something when he doesn't even know if he wants it.

But suddenly he moves again, his palm now resting fully against your upper arm, shaking, as it moves over the length of it, softly, as he imprints the way your soft skin feels. "Jungkook.." You whisper out, and he suddenly snaps, leans forward, his legs on either side of your body as he snakes his arms around you from behind, pulling you close to his chest. You can feel him shake as he holds you, his cheek resting against your back and you don't care about his tears staining your shirt as he suddenly cries openly and possibly for the first time since he was a mere child.

He's unsure, overwhelmed, because you're so warm, you smell so nice, you're so soft, and he can't let go, doesn't want to let go. He whines out as you turn a bit as he thinks you're moving away but you're simply placing your legs over his as you sit in his lap, hugging him back as you make sure to give him a gentle squeeze.

He calms down after a long while of simply existing. Of breathing you in, of feeling you. "You're right." He whispers into your neck, and you can't help but shiver, leaning into his hug.

"It doesn't hurt at all."

"You know, I get why you come up here." You comment, as Jungkook makes sure to hold your hand tightly in his, your feet dangling off the edge of the building you're sitting on top of. "It's nice." You say.

He's not listening that well though.

All he can really do is watch your face, illuminated by the neon lights of the city, hair swaying in the wind as you look down below. He doesn't quite know what you two really are, doesn't know how long it will take him to really come out of his shell and give you the love you deserve, but he's trying. He's fighting, he's left his cowardly self behind.

He want's to change.

And not just for you alone, because while he hates seeing you hurt, he knows what you two are doing- what all of you are doing- is for the greater good.

Jungkook hates your ideas sometimes.

Simply because he knows they will work, but also end up with you getting into danger at the end of it. And just like now, all he can do really is hope that you make it out as he keeps a watchful eye on your movements from above, giving you directions via Kana as you sometimes trip and stumble a little.

You're not a very active person; running wasn't really your thing.

Fuck, you were basically a hermit, the most you walked around was from your bedroom into the kitchen!

But then again, sacrifices had to be made somewhere. And Jungkook really admired you; because every time he thought that you had reached your limit, you would face it head first and break through it.

"Ace, try and somehow get to higher ground. They're caging you in from all sides." He urgently tells you as he watches police chase you down the roads, pushing citizens aside to not loose sight of you.

The plan had been simple. Gain all the attention so Taehyung could infect one of the police station's servers with a new worm, giving you all a better and easier access to any data and communication of the area. Jungkook couldn't play the bate well enough; and you had been on their radar already, making you the best option to gain their interest quickly enough.

Although Jungkook hated that part.

"Come on, ah fuck it." He grits out, jumping down to grab a ladder, making his way to a nearby area he could pull you up. There was no way you could reach any of the fire ladders yourself, and by now, things were getting too hot for him to risk anything. "Here!" He barks out, not thinking twice about grabbing your hand and helping you upwards, trying not to worry too much about your heavy breathing. And then there's it.

A pop, loud, followed by another, and another, and another. You're suddenly falling, scraping your knees on the ground below as he can't catch you, too startled by the fact that they had actually decided to shoot to react quick enough. "Fuck!" He says, eyes wide and pupils blown as he looks at you.

"Jungkook, why the fuck aren't you running?!" You yell at him, a scratch on the top of your left cheek as you push his leg away from you- the only thing you can reach. "Go!" You bark again, and he growls out something, before he manages to pull you onto his back, adrenaline not letting his brain process what he's doing.

He can't just leave you.

"Taehyung, get out, Ace has been shot. Whatever was uploaded has to be enough." He says via the in-ear piece, doesn't wait for a response. He still gets it.

"Fuck, what?! Okay okay, I'm out" He says, and Jungkook can only catch a glimpse of the older man leaving the building via the backside entrance. He's only concerned with getting you somewhere safe.

"Urgh." You groan, slowly sitting up on Jungkooks couch. "I mean, I know paintball hurts, but rubber bullets? Jesus.." You complain, while Jungkook looks at you with a dark expression. "What?" You ask him, and he huffs.

"You sound like you haven't almost been killed yesterday." He grimly says, and you shrug. "Stop. I'm serious." He tells you, and you let yourself fall back down onto his couch.

"Whatever. At least we killed their communication." You say, closing your eyes. "Must've at least pissed them off." You say.

"Kana." Jungkook suddenly says, waiting for the familiar sound to tell him she's active. "Shut down for now." He says, and you sit up, hissing instantly at the sudden movement.

"Hey- ah fuck!" You say, as you watch on your bracelet how Kana complies; shutting down. "Why would you do that?" You say in an offended matter, before you grow quiet, watching him go onto his knees in front of you, as he lets his head rest on top of your lap.

"I just want.. you to myself. Just.." He mumbles, and you slowly bring your hand to his hair. "Just for a moment." He says, and you sigh. Jungkook had been under a lot of stress recently, you no doubt being the main cause of most of it recently. So you simply let him be, as he closed his eyes. "Y/N?" He asks suddenly, and you answer him. "I love you." He says, and your body stops moving.

What?

"It's okay if you don't." He says, not moving from his spot, and neither opening his eyes. "I mean it. I only want you to know." He explains further. "Because I.. couldn't fucking live with myself if something happened to you, and I've never told you." He admits, and you can't help but stare at him. Jungkook looked down on himself so much that it was sometimes frustrating to see; simply because you saw him as such an amazing human being with countless talents and beautiful flaws.

You knew you couldn't muster up the strength to actually answer him; not so spontaneously. You weren't that expressive, you couldn't communicate as freely and colorful as he could. All your words seemed black and white to you, mixing into grey and mundane sentences while his words seemed to bloom into the most amazing paintings. He had a way of charming those around him- and he didn't even know.

You slowly leaned down instead, moving his hair to the side as you placed a feather-light kiss to the top of his cheek, close to his eye.

You hoped he would somehow understand you.

And as he moved again, looking at you with eyes that sparkled brighter than any city's skyline ever could, you knew he did.

He'd always understand you, no matter how you communicated with him.

You didn't need words to understand each other.

The shy kiss you two shared, bathed in the purple glow of the neon lights outside his window, spoke enough.

"You should try and sleep." Jungkook tells you, taking away your can of soda as you whine at him. "No buts. Come on, I'll finish this for you." He says, and you let him take over the keyboard of your laptop. It's something you really only let him get away with- anyone else would've probably lost a finger or two trying to touch your work.

You don't trust anyone but him at this point.

"I know that Kana snitched." You comment, as you lean your back against his shoulder. He chuckles. "Can't believe my own creation goes behind my back like that." You mumble, and Jungkook has a light tune to his voice as he speaks.

"Well, it's a good thing though." He tells you. "I worry about you." He says.

"Ugh come on, you know that's not the part I meant." You laugh, and he grins.

"Oh, you mean the part where you listen to my crappy ass singing to help you sleep?" He tells you with a teasing undertone. "No wonder you got insomnia trying to find rest to that." He chuckles, and you playfully hit his thigh.

"Shut up, your voice is nice." You say, and he's glad your eyes are closed, and you can't see him blush.

Somehow, moments like these re-energized him again. Because it proved to him that there was still a piece of that innocent and untainted you inside that thick shell you had put up to protect yourself. And considering that you let him see you like that made his pride grow taller than any of the skyscrapers of his city.

Maybe one day the two of you will have a future together that won't be so difficult and unfair like your current one was. Maybe one day, you both will have changed enough to teach the next generation about what you've overcome.

But then again; living in the moment seemed to fit a lot better in his eyes, as he watched you sleep soundly against his shoulder.

Yeah, this moment was more than enough for now.

The world won't change over night- you both know that. All of you know that. But small things were starting to make a difference here and there; for example, the letter you held towards Jungkook as his eyes widened.

"..and we have officially decided that we no longer want to participate in the case against the defendant. The result of this agreement is that all charges against Y/N L/N have been dismissed and are no longer being investigated." He reads out loud, almost whispering as if saying it too loud could make it a lie. "They let you go?" He asks, and you nod, the small bandaid on your cheek making you look even cuter in his eyes as you shrug.

"Jimin had reached out too. They've let him go home as well." You say. and Jungkook huffs out in disbelief.

After infecting the police station with the worm you had all worked on, you had scared the entire country enough to take a step back from the overall aggressive tone. It wasn't much- but it meant that they knew you were there. You existed, and you were not bowing down.

You were still untamed.

Jungkook smiled brightly as he put the letter down to the side, reaching out to you to pull you onto his lap. He simply holds you for a moment, his lips kissing the skin of your shoulder as if in a trance. "I love you." He tells you, and you smile, squeezing him a bit in your arms. "I really do." He assures you, and you nod.

You don't answer him, and he doesn't seem to mind as he leans back from you, his eyes crinkling at the edges as he grins, hands holding your face so delicately as he places a kiss onto your lips, making you close your eyes as he breaks away from you, letting you rest your head against his shoulder.

He's still not letting anyone very physically close other than you; he's still scared of going out and around like everyone else. You're still rather hiding inside his apartment- both of your apartment now- and you still have trouble sleeping.

But Jungkook keeps the nightmares away.

And you make him brave in exchange.

It's really weird to hear the sound of a radio nowadays.

Things are still far from normal- but recently, citizens had been given radios to listen to public broadcast again. It only played crappy music with some rare good tracks here and there, but it was better than nothing.

Jungkook couldn't help but think that your breathless voice was far more entertaining than any music station he can remember from his youth.

While he hates touching other people, even friends and family, he can't help but feel a rush whenever he touches you.

His hands can't stop on one specific spot, can't seem to stay still even for a moment as his lips nip and suck at the flesh of your neck and shoulder, marking what's his, visualizing that you really belong to him. He bears the same mark on his collarbone from last night, and he should have been satisfied, but even an early morning couldn't keep him away from you.

The rain hit the window harshly, but he didn't notice at all. All his eyes could see was your form underneath him, skin glowing as he moves above you, euphoria filling his veins as he can't look away from where you're connected, where his cock disappears inside of you over and over and over again.

"I love you." He breathes out as he comes undone, holding you close, resting his head against your shoulder, as you hold onto his arms, a smile, a genuine and big smile thrown his way as he can't help but smile along.

"I love you too, Jungkook." You say, and he chuckles.

The radio in the background still playing, as you lay in each others' arms.

(c)Bonny-Kookoo. Please stop reposting my content on AO3 thinking I won't find it. I'm literally everywhere you clowns.

To everyone else: Thank you for reading this mess- I really apologize for the messy storyline, but I just wanted to put this out before the entire thing escaped me again and I would end up struggling to find my way back into it (cough cough flashback to mean lmao). I promise to somewhat post more regularly. Thank you for your kind words and for sticking with me!

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“If only I could hear your voice” Chatnoir x Reader || PART 2

A/n: alright so this was months overdue, to be completely honest I totally forgot about it and I don’t really use my iPod that much anymore LOL

On that note! ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!! Ya boi turned 20 today!!! I feel old lol

Anyways here’s part 2 since y’all been waiting for a while for. I’m really sorry about not being active on here. Life’s been rough...ANYWAYS HOPE YALL ENJOY IT!!!

Things you need to know

Y/N: your name

L/N: last name

H/C: hair colour

H/L: hair length

E/C: eye colour

S/C: skin colour

F/F: favourite flower

F/C: favourite colour

Symbol to play music:

(🎵☑️)

When you see this! That means play!

My chest ached, like someone just dropped weights on me. My lungs burned like they were on fire.

My breath hitched as a hiccuped a little and coughed too. I groaned softly as I rubbed my now red and swollen eyes. I sighed and wiped my eyes trying to run away the redness.

I curled up in a bawl and cried a softly into my pillows. I didn't ask for this to happen to me..

Why can't people like me for me?

(🎵☑️)

I froze when I felt a weird vibe.

I caught a scent of sweet cologne that had such a scent..almost drugging..

I sat up from my pillow and turned to see the one and only Chat Noir. His green eyes burn in my (e/c) ones.

"Hello M'Lady, I hope you don't mind that I stopped by."

I stayed froze as I watched the silk cat hero walk around my room. "(Y/n)..what happened here..why is.." He trailed off as he walked to my trash can and picked up my sketch book.

I clenched my hands tightly on to one of my pillows I had against my chest to my chest.

He looked at me and gave me a sad smile that made my heart nearly break even more.

I looked away pressing my cheek into the pillow I was hold. I heard him sigh as he walked to the where all my music stuff was scattered.

He knelt down and let out a sigh. "You make songs.." I ran over and-I didnt mean to shove him I just didn't want anything I wrote to be seen.

I gathered it all up and shoved it all under my bed. Chat looked at me but I couldn't look at him.

I made sure my (h/l) (h/c) hair covered my now teary (e/c) eyes.

I heard rustling of paper and when I looked up I see Chatvadverting his green orbs away from mine as his hand was extended towards me.

In his claw like hand he hand a sheet of paper. When I looked at it realized it was the drawing I did of him and I..

The one I had written a little song about him.

"This belongs to you I think..I..it's a beautiful drawing M'Lady..I.."

I shook my head and grabbed his hand gently on his chest. He looked at me and I looked away.

I want him to have it..

He sighed as he held the drawing close. "I'm sorry..maybe I shouldn't have come.." I clenched my jaw as I watched him open up my window to my balcony.

My chest squeezed and I ran fast grabbing his arm. He looked at me as I had tears in my eyes.

Please don't leave me..

I'm guessing he got the message because before I could sink to me knees and cry I was already in his arms.

He strokes my (h/c) hair as he muttered soft words making my heart flutter.

I held him close as I hiccuped and cried. When I felt as if I was done I pulled my head away and mouthed 'I'm sorry..'

He smiled and cupped my cheek so my (e/c) eyes met his beautiful green orbs. "It's ok..I..."

His thumb stroked my cheek as he rested his forehead against mine. His other hand intertwined with mine. "If only I could here your voice.."

When he pulled his head away his eyes searched mine. "You have such beautiful eyes..the perfect shade of (e/c) just like..

(If your eyes a blue then he says like the colour of the ocean. If Green or like a hazel colour then he'll say like the colours of lush green trees. If your eyes are a brown then a he'd say like the sweet Belgium chocolate.. If he said grey then he'd say.. Like the soft clouds the blow through the sky you guys get it now? If confused comment.)

I stared at him as I small smile formed on my lips. 'Thank you..' I mouthed and his eyes instantly looked at my lips.

Did he want to kiss me?

My breath hitched and my heart fluttered just thinking about it.

Slowly and hesitately he first softly brushed his soft lips against mine. I closed my eyes enjoying how they felt. Even if it was for a second of taste..

He pulled away again as his finger like claw brushed a lock of my (h/c) hair behind my ear.

Then with more pressure he pressed his lips against mine again. Slowly I kissed back resting my hands on his chest. His lips were amazing..soft and tender..the kiss was sweet and soft..

It took my breath away...

When we pulled away we both take in a small breath. I felt my (s/c) cheeks get hot and he smiled again.

I smiled back as his eyes brighten. "There we go..that beautiful smile is what I love to see..."

I looked at him and he rested a hand on my cheek. "You so purrfect M'Lady..such purrfection.."

I shuddered my shoulders and giggled. Well not really since..well since I lost my voice.

He chuckled and kissed my cheek softly. I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling of his lips on my (s/c) cheeks.

His hands intertwined with mine and he smiled. I smiled back and then his ring started to beep.

"Ah..I have to go."

I frowned and he sighed looking at me. "I promise I'll see you again..my beautiful angel.."

I smiled as tears formed in my eyes again. He kissed me one last time before slipping through my window and jumping off my balcony and off down the street. I watched him go as my hear pounded.

See you later Chat..

My one and only hero..

My one and only Kitty Cat...

I closed the window and laid back on my bed hunching over I grabbed my music notes and sketch book as began to draw..

PART TWO IS FINALLY DONE! I hope you all like it!!!

Again. I do apologize for the long wait to write and staying active here on tumblr. Work has been busy, I’ve been literally working over 12hr shifts so it hasn’t been easy.

I’ll try to post more sooner or later once I find the time to do so. Thanks for all the support, likes and reads. I really appreciate it y’all!

Love y’all, stay safe and have a wonderful day❤️

[thenighttrain]

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DID YOU LIKE MY COUNTDOWN!? That was fun! I had fun. That was actually more fun than I thought it would be! There were too many good posts to name. It was very fun reading all your comments and theories.  Though side note: animal anon has no problem with people joining her BUT it must be animals and it must not mess with my countdown. No statues! Animal anon does animals, not statues. Side side note: can someone settle the debate of if that emoji is a hedgehog or a porcupine? Because I have no idea. Side note side note side note: sorry if you got multiple asks in a day...my system isn't perfected yet so sometimes I send two (or three) because I forgot I sent one and didn't want to accidently miss anyone (also sorry if i did miss you, still perfecting the system, no one has been animal anon blacklisted, i promise!)

Anyway, GUESS WHAT TODAY IS!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 It's been one year since I started animal anon! How exciting is that?! Phew, what a year we've had together! I mean what better way to start this second year than some chaos since that's how animal anon started to begin with! I will admit, it was slightly stressful coming up with something to meet the occasion of this event. I hope the countdown and this post live up to it. No, I'm not going to reveal myself just yet.. maybe that will be for year 2...😏😏. BUT I will give you some fun facts about me! So let's see; first, I'm from the Midwest (so not Canadian, but close so I do have a slight accent), but I currently live in the TriState area. Second, I am a MASSIVE theater nerd. No, seriously I have been to 21 shows since Broadway reopened in September and I'm actually going to my 22nd tonight. I don't know if this makes that fact better or worse, but I've really only been to about 12 different show because out of those 22, 10 of those are one specific show. Third, I am fluent in German and English. Though, I suck at writing in German, I never learned how to, so don't ask me to do that please. Fourth, my favorite color is red, so you can guess my favorite Taylor album (and coincidently also the show I've been to see 10 times on Broadway...). Fifth, I love to talk A LOT if you couldn't tell by the essays I send yall. And lastly, I can also confirm I am not Taylor...but I will say that I do share something very important with her... tell me your guesses down below as to what very important thing you think Taylor and I have in common, and I'll send some extra animals to whomever I see gets it right first!

So contuining on with my dissertation here, this week I have been trying to figure out a prompt to live up to this occasion. As I already mentioned, my system isn't perfect! And I've been thinking a lot about community lately and how that's been lacking for so many because of Covid. So what I want yall to do is if you get this dissertation of mine, please send a message, post, anon, whatever you want to at least 1 other blog (though you can do more), telling them something you like about them and giving them an animal emoji! That way we can keep spreading the love all day long to as many as possible! 🥰

As always, you are all brilliant, kind, worthy, beautiful and as this past week has shown, hilarious and unique human beings. No seriously, some of your posts had me kneeling over in laughter. If you would so like, you can tag #animalanon so I and everyone can read all your lovely posts! IM STARTING EARLY TODAY SO WE CAN PARTY ALL DAY LONG BECAUSE I LOVE YALL SO MUCH 🎊 🦥🦁🐯

U DID IT BEFORE I SLEPT, THANK YOU<3 i'm pretty sure it's a hedgehog, porcupines are bigger (and uglier). happy 1 year of being animal anon 🥺 your asks brighten my day and you've made this fandom so much more fun! i really hope you reveal yourself one day! i looove musicals and i'm so jealous you've seen so many broadway shows wtf TAKE ME WITH YOU 😭😭 and re the important thing you share with taylor - your fave number is 13? you're born on dec 13th? you have a bf called joe? you're a cat person?

ilysm and thank u for all the fun and chaos and positivity you've brought

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Two for One

Fandom: Marvel (Professor AU/College AU)

Pairing: Stucky x F!Reader

Summary: Ever since you became the TA for Professor Romanoff, you’ve been seeing a lot of Professors Rogers and Barnes. They seem to be attracted to you, but you have a hard time deciding between the two. What do you do?

Warning: smut - bjs, threesome, semi-public…just a whole lot of naughty mk?

A/N: based off of this post and my tags in it. also, word count is about 4.1k. so yall better appreciate this and the struggle i went through to write this (i’m looking at you @chloerinebarnes )

Steve was sure that if Bucky bit his lip any further, he’d draw blood. He nudged his boyfriend with his elbow, gaining his attention back, “Cool it with the staring and lip biting. You’ll scare her off.”

Bucky groaned, “She’s killin’ me with those jeans, babe.”

Steve snorted, “Tell me about it,” he murmured as his eyes went back to across the lounge. You were standing off to the side, speaking with Professor Romanoff, the teacher you were a TA for. You were nodding to everything that she was listing off for you to do. After handing you a stack of papers, you saw yourself out of the lounge. Bucky and Steve’s shoulders sagged in disappointment. 

Ever since you became Professor Romanoff, aka Natasha’s, TA, Steve and Bucky have been seeing you more and more. Not that they minded. You were beautiful, funny, and smart. Honestly, you were the missing puzzle piece in their life. 

Don’t get it wrong, Steve and Bucky were completely devoted to each other. But for the past few years, they’ve been feeling like they were missing something. And they believe that something is you. 

But how does one go about proposing a polyamorous relationship? You don’t. It’s not a very common thing and it’s not accepted in a lot of places. Nonetheless, Steve and Bucky adored you from the moment they met you. 

So, they hatched a plan. They would worm their way into your heart individually and when it came to the point where you “have to choose”, they’ll give you the other option: a two for one deal. 

_________________________

You’re in the school cafe, a pile of papers off to the side that you’re making your way through. You suddenly feel a presence looming over you and you look up to see Professor Barnes. 

You give him a polite smile, “Hey there, professor! How’s it going?”

“Monday mornings were never my thing hence,” he gestured to his large coffee cup.

You snorted, “Tell me about it,” you pointed to your own, “This is my third one already.”

“Mind if I sit?” he points to the seat across from you.

You shook your head, “Not at all!” you move your things around to give him a little bit more space, “Enjoy your weekend?”

He shrugged, “Just stayed home, watched some Netflix, graded papers. The usual.”

You nodded, “That’s become my usual now too. Although, yesterday my friends Pietro and Wanda dragged me out of the apartment to go to a bar. Gonna be honest, had a bit too much.”

“That explains the coffee and you still grading papers that are probably due today.”

You sighed, “Yeeeaahhh. Never listening to the twins again,” you said with a snort. 

“I wish I could help. Russian Literature was my minor. But I’m sure if Nat found out, she’d have both our heads.”

“Definitely. Romanoff’s great, but, damn, does she terrify me!”

Barnes snorted, “Same here.” he stood up and grabbed his coffee, “Well, I’ll let you get to it. Good luck.”

“Thanks, Professor Barnes!”

He smiled down at you, and with a wink, he said, “Call me Bucky,” and he waltzed out of the cafe like it was nothing. And you hated to admit that that little gesture made your cheeks heat up and make your panties slightly damp.

___________________

You were struggling with holding the pile of graded papers in your arms and trying to get your notebook out for Romanoff’s class. Just when you thought you had it, all the papers tumbled forward onto the ground. You groaned and hung your head back, staring up at the sky asking, “Why me?”

You bent down and began to collect the papers, and then another pair of hands came into view. You tried to object, “It’s okay! I got-” when you looked up, staring back at you was he striking blue eyes of Professor Rogers, “I-I got it, Professor Rogers,” you stammered as you quickly collected the essays.

“It’s alright. I don’t mind helping,” he said with a shy smile, grabbing the leftover papers and handing them to you. You both stood up and awkwardly stood there, “So, uh, headed to Nat’s-I mean, Romanoff’s office?”

You nodded, “Yeah. Gotta turn in all these papers I graded.” you gestured to the pile that was back in your hands. 

“Oh, well, my office is in the same direction. I’ll accompany you.”

You two walked together, towards the Literature and History building, “So, uh, how was your weekend?”

“Oh, uh, pretty bland, honestly. Just hanging out and grading papers. What about you? Did you spend your weekend grading all of these?” he points to your pile.

“Sorta,” you answered, “I got most of them done. Then I went out last night. Got drunk and never finished the rest. I just finished up in the cafe. Professor Barnes was actually there too. Surprised you weren’t with him. You two are usually attached to the hip,” you say teasingly.

Rogers snorted, “Please, I couldn’t shake ‘im even if I tried. We actually live together. We see a lot of each other and you would think we’d get sick of each other. But we don’t.”

“That’s good. I love Pietro and Wanda, but, God, I don’t think I can spend every second of the day with them.”

He chuckled, “Guess you just gotta find the right people that’ll make you want to see them all the time.”

Soon enough, you were in the building, standing in front of Professor Romanoff’s office, “Well, here’s my stop,” you say.

“Yeah. Anyway, I hope you have a good rest of your day, Y/N.”

“Thanks, Professor Rogers. You too!”

“Please, call me, Steve,” he says with a grin and then turns around, heading for his office in the other direction.

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Bucky is eating lunch in Steve’s office. Steve is typing away at his computer, occasionally pausing when Bucky feeds him a forkful of penne pasta into his mouth. 

“So, progress?” Bucky asks, his own mouth full of pasta. 

Steve chews a few more times before swallowing. He takes off his glasses and sets them onto his desk, “Told her to call me Steve after I helped pick up her papers that she dropped and accompanied her on the way to Nat’s office. She said she came from the cafe and you were there?”

Bucky nodded, “Yeah. Grabbed some coffee, sat with her and chatted a little bit. When I left, I told her to call me Bucky. You still think we should do this?”

“I really like her, Buck. I just-don’t you feel it? That spark with her?” when Bucky nodded, Steve continued, “Then can you imagine how it would be if all of us were together?”

“It’d be like nothing we’ve ever felt before,” Bucky murmured.

“Exactly. We gotta try, but we can’t be too overbearing. She’s gotta be the one.”

Bucky set down his tupperware of pasta and rest his hand on Steve’s, “She’s out missing puzzle piece.”

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You sat in the lounge next to Professor Romanoff, or Nat, as she’s allowed you to call her. You’re both going over test grades and that’s when you hear the screeching of wood against the floor and then you look up to see Bucky and Steve settling across the table from you.

Your eyes brighten and a smile appears on your face, “Hey, Bucky! Hey, Steve!”

Big grins appear on their faces when you acknowledge, “Hey, doll,” Bucky says, and you feel your cheeks heating up. 

You duck your head down, biting your lip and continuing to grade papers. You hoped that Nat ignored that interaction, but she didn’t. While you continued to grade papers, Nat gave questioning looks to the professors across from her. Both gave her shrugs and pulled out their own work that needed to be done. 

Words started to blur as your eyes skimmed through another test, your red pen marking wrong answers. You could feel yourself getting a headache so you groaned and fell back into your seat, “I need a break. I’m gonna walk to the cafe. Do you guys want anything?” Nat and Bucky shook their head but Steve stood up.

“I’ll go with you. I think I need to stretch my legs anyway.” he turns to Bucky and gives him a nod, and then follows you out of the lounge. After you both leave, Nat turns to Bucky.

“What the hell are you guys up to?”

“Steve and I both like Y/N, so we’re trying to ease our way into her heart and possibly propose a poly relationship.”

Nat groaned, “Jesus Christ. You know what happened the last time you tried that. You and Steve ended up heartbroken and nearly broke up because of it.”

“Dot wasn’t right for us,” Bucky said with a shake of his head, “But Y/N’s different. You know she is, Nat.”

“Maybe so, but then again, you hardly know her.”

“And that’s why we’re trying to spend as much time as we can to get to know her.”

Nat shook her head, “You’re playing a dangerous game. She’s a student.”

“She’s graduating this year. Once she’s graduated, then Steve and I will ask. Trust us, Nat. We learned from the last time and we know what we’re doing now.”

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“So, the semester is half way over and you’ll be graduating soon. Have any plans on what to do?” Steve asked, his hands curled up in his pockets. 

“Travel. Find a job. Maybe find some love on the way. I don’t know.”

“Not looking for love right now?” he asked with a teasing smirk. 

You shrugged, “Oh trust me, I’ve been looking. Just haven’t found anyone that clicks with me, ya know? Someone funny, smart, compassionate, independent. Oh and knows how to cook. It’s surprising how many people here barely know how to cook.”

Steve snorted, “Bucky loves to cook. He cooks our meals all the time. I know how to cook too, but for Bucky, it’s his stress reliever. He’s in his element when he cooks, plus everything is delicious when he makes it.”

“I’d love to try something other than ramen and burgers.”

“I’ll bring you some tomorrow. Buck loves to cook for other people so it won’t be a problem.”

You shook your head, “I can’t ask you guys to do that. You don’t have-”

“You’re not askin’, sweetheart. Plus, we want to do this. Trust me.”

You sighed, “Fine.”

Steve was beaming right then and there, “Great. Do you have any food preferences?”

“Surprise me.”

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It became a regular thing after that. You and Nat would be in the lounge going over lecture notes or grading papers. Steve and Bucky would appear and slide over some tupperware for lunch that Bucky had prepared for you. At one point, they started bringing some food for Nat too since she complained about them not bringing food for her. Plus, they didn’t want to seem too suspicious. 

As the semester progressed, you found yourself in the company of Steve and Bucky often. Sometimes it was both of them, sometimes it was one or the other. You’d have lunch with them, walk with them to class or the office building. Relax under some trees while you graded papers. You also ended up getting both of their numbers and all three of you would be in a group chat texting away or texting to either men individually. 

You were around them a lot and you couldn’t help the feelings you were starting to develop for both them. It was conflicting. Very much so. You were a student and they were professors. 

It was a month before the semester ended, before you graduated, and you’d had enough. Enough of the feelings and the confusion. It had to stop!

So you burst into Bucky’s office where you knew both men would be. As soon as you step into the room, you freeze. There right before was Steve and Bucky, but they were tangled up in each other, making out. 

“I’m so confused,” you murmured as they stared at you wide-eyed. 

“Doll, I-we-”

“I-I should go. Sorry. I didn’t-I’m gonna-” 

You turn to leave but Steve cried outs, “Y/N, wait!” and you stop. You look at them and they’re staring at you with pleading eyes, “Sweetheart, please, don’t leave. Just-Just close the door and we’ll explain everything.”

Slowly, you move back inside, closing the door behind you. You sit at the chair across from Bucky’s desk. Bucky sits back down into his seat and Steve stands off to the side, running his hand through his disheveled hair. 

“Are-Are you guys together?” you ask apprehensively. When both men nod, you let out a shaky breath, “I-I don’t understand. Both of you made it seem like you were interested in me. Were you just toying with me? Is that it?!”

“No!” both said unison. 

Steve cleared his throat, “It’s nothin’ like that, Y/N. We swear. We-Bucky and I, we’ve been together for a long time. We love each other a lot, but-”

Bucky interjected, “But we feel like we’ve been missing something. And we think that something is you.”

You became even more confused, “But you’re together already. How would that even work?”

“A polyamorous relationship. The three of us can be together. Bucky and I have strong feelings for you, Y/N.”

You shook your head, “This can’t happen,” and suddenly, it felt like Bucky and Steve’s hearts were breaking all over again, but then you continued, “I’m still a student and you’re professors. If this got out, I’d be expelled and you two would be fired. I-” you take a moment to let out a deep breath, “It’s funny. I was coming here to tell you that I can’t choose between you two. I have feelings for both of you, so I was just-I don’t know-take myself out of the equation.”

“But you don’t have to, doll,” Bucky says with a hopeful gaze.

Steve rest his hand on Bucky’s shoulder to prevent him from getting ahead of yourself, “But we understand your reasoning why you don’t want to be with us.”

“I didn’t say I don’t want to be with you. I said I can’t right now.” that made both men’s ears perk, “I’m graduating next month. We can put all of this on hold for now and once I’m outta here then...”

“We can wait!” Bucky said all too enthusiastically, which made Steve chuckle.

Steve’s hand moved from Bucky’s shoulder, down his arm and to his hand where they laced fingers, “We’re willing to wait for you, sweetheart. You’re worth it.”

You moved around the desk and to the two men, grabbing each of their hands in yours, “Thank you. You guys mean a lot to me,” you leaned in and pecked the cheeks of each men, “I’ll see you guys soon,” and then you were out of Bucky’s office. The end of next month couldn’t come any sooner. 

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“Y/N L/N!” your name was called as you walked across the stage, shaking the dean’s hand, and accepting your diploma. Cheers from your loved ones and peers brought a huge smile to your face. You walked down the steps dancing on your way back to your seat, your classmates buzzing all around you. 

After everyone’s name was called, the dean stood up the podium to give final remarks and the changing of the tassels, “Now, everyone, I present to you the Class of 2020!” everyone cheered as caps went flying into the air. You hugged the people around you, and waited for your family and friends to meet you on the field. In the meantime..

“I’M SO PROUD OF YOU!” Bucky cried out as he gave you a big ol’ hug. Steve stood behind him, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. 

“Congrats, Y/N,” Steve gave you a hug, nothing to make anyone suspicious.

You were beaming at them, “Thanks you guys. I can’t believe it. I graduated!”

Bucky was ready to ask you out right then and there, but stopped when he saw your family approaching. He and Steve stepped aside to allow you some time with your loved ones. They mouthed, “See you later,” and both walked away to congratulate other students. 

You watched as they departed. A part of you wanted to chase after them and kiss them both then and there, but that would stir something up and you didn’t want any trouble on this momentous day. Soon, Y/N. Soon. 

The day after graduation was when you were to pick up your official diploma. You knew from the group chat that Steve and Bucky would be on campus, due to finishing up finals. And after you picked up your diploma, you wanted to go see them. 

With diploma in hand, you approached the office building, sending off texts to the men:

You: whatcha up to?

Bucky: grading finals in Steve’s office

You: can I stop by?

Steve: of course ;)

Bucky: BRING COFFEE!

You giggled, knowing how predictable Bucky was, two cups of coffee with you already. You approached Steve’s office, knocking on the slightly ajar door, “May I enter?”

The door swung wide open, and Bucky immediately pulled you inside, closing and locking the door behind you. You snorted, “Wow, eager mu-mmf!” you couldn’t finish the teasing retory as a pair of lips matched up with yours, hands cupping your face. 

You heard a chuckle from behind you, “Buck, careful, you’re gonna make her spill the coffee she got for us.” He went over and grabbed the coffee tray from your hands.

You pulled away, mumbling, “Thank you,” to him and then looking back at Bucky who sported a dopey grin on his face, “How long were you waiting to do that?”

“So fucking long,” he mumbled, pressing his lips to yours once more, but it was brief since you pulled away.

“Hey now, two kisses and Steve hasn’t even gotten any from me yet. You’re starting to get greedy, mister.”

Bucky’s cheeks flushed and he ducked his head down shyly, “Sorry, doll,” he then moved aside for Steve. 

Steve pulled you in, wrapping an arm around you and slowly leaning in. His lips were hovering over yours and right as you were about to tell him to hurry up, his lips met yours in a passionate kiss. His fingers dug into your skin as he held onto you for dear life. For so long him and Bucky have wanted you like this and he feels like if he lets go, if he pulls away, it’ll all be a dream. 

Steve began to walk you backwards until your backside hit the edge of his desk. You pulled away to look at the two men, whose soft gazes faded and turned into lustful ones. 

You smirked, “I’ve always fantasized about being fucked on a desk.”

Both men growled as they started to undo their pants. Steve pressed you up against the desk, kissing you heatedly, while Bucky began to remove things from the surface. You hopped onto it after receiving the okay from Bucky. Steve worked on getting your jeans off while Bucky pulled of your shirt. Clothes flew around the room with no care where they landed. 

“Ah fuck, baby doll. You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Bucky moaned, his hand slowly pumping his cock and the other kneading your breast. 

You laid across the surface, opening your mouth, welcoming Bucky’s length. You both moaned when his dick entered your mouth. Bucky thrust his hips back and forth, loving how you looked taking his cock. 

Meanwhile, Steve was paying special attention to your pussy. He licked a strip up your slit, tongue circling around your clit. When you moaned a little too loud, Steve pulled away, “Quiet now, honey. Someone might here your pretty little noises and those are for our ears only.”

Bucky pulled out of your mouth for you to reply, “Sorry, Steve.”

“How wet is she, Stevie?” Bucky asked through his panting.

Steve licked his lips, “So fucking wet and she’s so sweet,” he murmured before slurping up some of your juices. 

Bucky whined, “Lemme taste.” Steve then stood up and leaned over the desk, pulling Bucky towards him, Lips smashing against lips. You wished you could’ve seen the two men swapping your taste, but the view was blocked by Bucky’s body leaning over yours. 

When they pulled away Steve cleared his throat, looking from you to Bucky, “So, how’s this gonna go: i fuck her pussy while you get her mouth, or vice versa?”

You shook your head, “No, I wanna feel you both at the same time.”

Both men moaned at the thought of both of their cocks filling you up to the brim. Steve nodded, “Very well. Bucky, on the table. Sweetheart, straddle Bucky.” Both you and Bucky did as you were told while Steve pulled out a bottle of lube from a drawer. 

You gave him a questioning look and Bucky chuckled, “This isn’t the first time we’ve fucked in this office, doll.” And just the image of Bucky and Steve fucking in this office made you even more wet than before. 

Steve, with his cock lubed up, knelt behind you and in-between Bucky’s legs, “You ready for us, babygirl?”

“I’ve literally been waiting all semester for this, Steve. Now hurry up and fuck me.”

Both men snickered at your haste, “Gotta give our girl what she wants,” Bucky mumbled as he lined himself up with you and you lowered yourself onto him. Steve was right behind you, pushing you forward and slowly easing himself into not wanting to hurt you. Moments pass they’re both inside you and, holy shit, this is something you’ve never felt before.

Both men stay still as they let you set the pace. You rock your body back and forth, allowing both cocks to drag themselves in and out of you. Seriously, the feeling was something unworldly. What made it ever better was Bucky’s lips on your chest and Steve’s hand working your clit. These men both knew what they were doing. 

“So fucking sexy, sweetheart, taking our cocks at the same time,” Steve murmured into your neck, “You love this, don’t you? Love being filled to the brim.”

Bucky bit at your skin, making you hiss, to which he mumbled, “Answer him, babydoll.”

“Yes, Steve. Love your cocks filling me whole,” you gasped when Bucky’s cock just hit that spot that made you shudder. With the way things were going, you knew you were gonna be cumming soon. 

“Wanna make a mess outta you, sweetheart,” Bucky whispered, lips still wandering over your neck and chest, “Wanna fill you with our cum, paint you with it. Mark you as ours.”

“I’m yours,” you panted out, “I’m all yours,” you moved your body faster, desperate for your release. 

“Go ahead, baby, cum on our cocks. We wanna feel ya,” Steve mumbled in your ear, his hand working faster on your clit. You dug your nails into Bucky’s chest, a pain he happily welcomed. 

“Come on, baby. Give it us. You can do it,” Bucky encouraged you, slapping your ass and kneading the flesh. 

“Fuck, fuck,” you said through gritted teeth. A powerful wave of pleasure washed over you as leaned down, resting your head against Bucky’s while you came.

“So pretty when you cum,” he whispered.

“Such a good girl,” Steve murmured, kissing your back and shoulders. You moved a bit and felt something wet. You sat up and looked down to see that you just squirted all over you and Bucky.

“Oh shit. I’ve never done that before,” you murmured.

Bucky snickered, “First time for everything,” he said with a wink. 

You then moved off his lap, “Well, lemme clean this up for you since it is my mess.” Both men hissed when your hands wrapped around both their lengths, your mouth gliding over Bucky’s stomach and pelvis, collecting your own juices. 

“Oh my God, you’re perfect,” he moaned, his hand grabbing your head and trying to push it towards his cock.

You slapped his hand away, “I already sucked you off, babe. Now it’s Steve’s turn,” you said with a smirk. You gave a wink to the blonde as your mouth lowered onto his dick. Bucky was right, you are perfect. And you’re theirs. All theirs.

[starlightnakamoto]

She Knows • Yuta Nakamoto

Member: Yuta x Reader

Genre: angst / fluff / smut / slow-burn / mystery

Warnings: Language, Drugs, Alcohol/Cigarette Use

Summary: You needed to find a way to raise money to find somewhere to stay. Little did you know it had to be through becoming a stripper at the biggest club in town, owned by the ceo himself. He’s not only a ceo though. Only at night he was.

A/N: i hope yall are enjoying so far & staying safe!! here’s ch. 3 <3

Chapter 3

Known as Yuta during the day.

But Mr. Nakamoto during the night.

—

Only one of those was known for being hidden.

And you could guess which one.

Yuta Nakamoto. Your sweet, yet sometimes strict local choreographer. Bubbly smile anyone could die for. Everyone only knew him for his first name though.

Once night comes in, he clocks out and for others he’s just known for going to do other busy dance work, “or that’s what he likes to call it”.

But really he’s venturing out to clock in to his other important job.

Being CEO of the town’s most famous strip club/restaurant.

But the interesting part is, no one knew who Mr. Nakamoto really was.

Truth is, everyone has heard of him but no one in public has gotten to know what he looks like.. the man keeps to himself.

He wears a hat. That’s what some have heard. Still no one truly has recognized him for being Mr. Nakamoto and that he’s the same guy who choreographs his dancers, just a few floors above.

He has to be careful. God what could poor Yuta do to himself if getting exposed for trying to live a normal life in the day at his own club?

8:30 am

Rehearsal Day One.

You had woken up, same routine all over again in the now familar motel room you’ve started to feel adapted to.

You did the usual and got ready. You decided to throw on a cropped sweater & baggy camo pants. You grabbed your dance bag to head out.

Your money was running out and you needed to find a place soon.. or it’s the streets you go.

Thought after thought kept racing as you layed your head against the subway window. The stop came and with that you took off your headphones & hopped off to make your way to the studio.

Arriving there you made your way towards Room 1026 once again and found relief not seeing any of the head people come in yet.

Just tons of dancers laying around stretching and talking with music blasting.

Not sure of where to go, you put your bag in whatever locker you could find & sat in the front to stretch out as well.

After about 20 minutes of warm-ups, the music came to and the 3 choreographers had come in.

Everyone got up to greet them and you were just there lost, not really knowing anyone’s name.

And there he was.

In the distance, being greeted & talked to by tons of the girls who fawned over him. Seems like he really builds a connection with everyone.

How could he look so beautiful just fucking standing there?

There was other two choreographers as well. A strict looking girl with bobbed hair and a tall guy with light brown hair, some resting against his face.

“Okay guys let’s settle down get back to your places”, he had said in a comforting tone. He seemed cool.

The room went quiet as everyone went back to their places and you just stood there in the front, still lost.

“For those of you who are new here, I’m Johnny. That’s Yuta & here we have our only other girl with us, Lisa”, he said while gesturing his hands to them while they waved as well.

Yuta. That was the sparkling boy’s name.

“Hi everyone I’m Yuta. Always here to help so don’t be shy. As long as you listen to me & the others you’ll be fine”, He beamed using his hands frequently.

“I see we have some new people today”, he walked around, getting closer to you. You could feel your heart racing & cheeks match the color of the red walls as you stared down at the wooden floor.

The moment was about to happen before he got violently cut off and stopped before getting warmer to you.

“Yea yea we get it. Ladies, today we’ll be starting rehearsal for our new performances this week, so you already know the drill. You don’t need my name, just my voice.”, Lisa had loudly interrupted, sitting on a stool twirling a piece of her hair on her finger.

She looked quite intense. Looks like having her is gonna be interesting.

You were afraid she would come for you. Little did you know she did, but not in the way you expected.

People were switching around, going to assigned spots they already seemed to be familar with. You were still fucking lost.

You just stalled around with your hands in your pockets, being too scared to meet his eyes or hers so you observed others faces.

At this point Johnny was the only carebear in here.

You looked up as you heard your name being mentioned. Looks like Lisa had motioned Yuta to come over to her & was whispering him something that obviously had to do with you. Her brown eyes had crossed over yours and you quickly tried looking somewhere else.

Something about seeing them together made you feel uneasy.

“Tell newbie girl to go to the back. She doesn’t know shit yet and we can’t have her ruining our set”.

“W-why me? I don’t wanna be so harsh on her—“, he softly spoke, his voice being filled with warmth.

“You know how I am. I’d probably make her cry anyways soon so tell ner. Now”, she had said, lightly pushing him while he sighed.

Could she be anymore louder?

You had felt him coming your direction and everything was happening so fast.

You lifted up your head & were met by the most beautiful yet biggest set of pool brown eyes.

He was close to you. Anymore and you’d lose it.

He had ruffed up blonde dyed hair & wore a loose long white sleeveless tee, showing off his toned caramel arms.

This man you had been so afraid to look at was now in front of you & you couldn’t do nothing about it.

He didn’t say much. Not even an introduction that you wanted. After talking to that hoe, anyone’s mood would go down. He looked kinda nervous though as well.

“Back.”, he hesistantly said while pointing to where your eyes moved.

You wished for the moment again where he hadn’t said that and only eyes were speaking.

You felt intimidated by him once he said that. Where had the bubbly boy earlier in the morning gone?

All those girls making him smile but you had to be in the opposite.

You heard some laughs from the dancers. This basically was embarrassing since the room had gotten quiet. You scoffed & left his eyes and walked your way to the back.

Not like it was a big deal cause yeah you were new of course. It’s more of how he wasn’t bubbly around you and it honestly hurt. But then remembering he couldn’t not listen to his co-worker right? Don’t wanna mess with her.

She probably would’ve thrown my ass in a circle.

After everyone getting settled, the music had started & the choreographers started their instructions on the moves.

You wish he could still see you but the back was pretty back.

“Okay ladies—“, Lisa had mentioned after taking her turn talking about what moves next we had to do while Johnny & Yuta were getting their waters.

She had been interrupted.

“For the love of god, don’t forget a guy exists here too”, a new charming voice had chimed in, being greeted with laughs.

He had walked in, already putting his bag away. He was completely aware that he had arrived late & had no problem with it. His aura had brightened the room. At least to you.

He had nice golden brown eyes with black tossled hair and was wearing a black choker that stood out with a loose tee that had Led Zeppelin on it & skinny black pants that shaped his figure.

“Of course. You’re late like always..”, Lisa had rolled her eyes at the familar voice before continuing to talk.

He had made his way towards the back, taking the empty spot next to you.

A guy in an all girls section? Seems legit.

You somehow felt comfort in this person without knowing who the hell they were yet but you definitely wanted to be their friend.

After a break was announced, everyone had sat down and you were met by another lovely gaze of someone, who this time was gonna introduce himself to you.

“You must be new here. I’m Ten”, he smiled with glee and stuck out his hand.

ch. 1, ch. 2, ch. 3, ch. 4, ch. 5

[zaraquinn]

Let’s Kill Tonight

Arthur Fleck/Joker - Even though he watched the city of Gotham burn with delight, there is a part of him that still there that wants to help.

Word Count: 1,029

Joker/Arthur Fleck x Female Teenage!Reader

Requested by: my dumbass

Author's notes: okay but this lowkey might be a series, so tell me what y’all think. Also, I HOPE THE FORMAT ISNT FUCKED UP ON MOBILE BC IT LOOKS LIKE SHIT RN

Y/N - Your Name

Additional Notes: NOT A ROMANTIC PAIRING + Implications of depression, violence and suicide.

SPOILER WARNING: SPOILERS ARE MENTIONED HERE. IF YOU DON’T WANT TO BE SPOILED, I SUGGEST SCROLLING HELLA QUICKLY OUTTA HERE. but if this aint news and yall watched this, you’re welcome fellow brethrens.

A/N 2: yall already kNOW that my dumbass be making Joker 2019 fics after seeing it in the theatres (and spending money to watch it the second time woo hoo!) anyway, here’s this weird shit that i wrote, and this might be a series lowkey. Idk, if yall want me to write it as a series, i’ll see what the people want.

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It’s been a month. A month; and the less than privileged still riot on the streets of Gotham. Screams, fires and glass scatter amongst the city so carefully built with fine class that it almost looks demolished—apocalyptic. The grey skies turn into dark nights as Y/N walks through the battered and crowded city. Ever since the confession from the man who calls himself ‘Joker’ had revealed how he was behind the killings of those Wall Street men. Y/N couldn’t help but wonder what the man she called ‘a hero to the poor people’ and a ‘vigilante for the homeless’ had vanished to. After the whole event, she aimlessly walked the streets and alleyways to find him; curiosity killed the cat, as she wandered towards a dark and dank alley. Garbage and plastic littered the rainy floor as a homeless cat had gotten startled by Y/N’s presence.

She heard from two other thugs that were part of the riot that they had met the Clown Prince of Crime himself, as he had asked them to complete a task to get the movement and rebellion moving. But after that, he was never explicitly seen again. The man was a myth, a legend, an anti-hero to people like Y/N. Although his physical presence was absent, his chaotic energy lingered in the slums of Gotham.

To be honest, Y/N wasn’t even sure why she was looking for him. Maybe because it gave her something to strive for; to find meaning. Being an orphan and getting kicked out by the only thing she could live with, it seemed like fate was not on her side. It couldn’t her any worse than this right? For years as long as she can remember, her life had been spiralling out of control. Nobody, not even who she thought was family wanted her out of their lives, and in the end, it was just that. Unfortunately, that was life, and she was just in it for shit. So, finding something; or someone to look for gave her some semblance of hope and change. She wanted to end it all, but gave life one final shot.

Her footsteps were the only sounds that echoed through the thin path as she tirelessly carried her feet to the end. “Other empty alleyway. Fuck.” She muttered to herself, her voice dry from not having anything to eat for the second day in a row. It was awful, but she did start getting used to it. Walking out the alleyway; she reached the other side, and realized that she ended up going through a shortcut to the business district into Gotham—one of the richest parts of the city. Everything in the city was brightened in colour; compared to the slums of Gotham, everyone and everywhere was painted with vivid colours instead of the monochromatic grey she always saw. Grey; so grey that it made her feel sick sometimes.

Her eyes danced and lingered in amazement at the different colours in the rich part of the city. Her eyes glued to the sky and world around her, she suddenly fell to the ground; a man with a suit had ridiculed her for standing in the way. “Fucking kid! Watch where you’re going! You don’t belong here!” He said as he walked on. Y/N’s brows furrowed as she felt the anger start to boil in her blood—reminding herself why she always sided with the Joker’s protests and his ways. Pushing herself back up, she was then again pushed down by more men in rich suits and suitcases. Wishing her gone and dead; ridiculing her over and over in their colourful suits. “Hey kid,” said one of the men who had crouched at her level from above her. She looked up with uncertainty painting her face; but beneath the uncertainty fear and anger had rose to her head. “Go home.” Was all he said as he shoved her toward the shortcut she just previously left from. The man sauntered over her small figure—his demeaning build bullying her to a corner. “That’s right kid. Go. Ack to the slums.” He yelled back, kicking her in her ribs and going about his day like nothing ever happened. It was sad that Y/N had gotten used to feeling this way. So small compared to the world—with bruises covering her skin most of the time. Her hands held the already forming bruise on her hip, as she cradled close to a unwatched dumpster fire that she soon collected warmth from. this was the third week kicked out from her foster home. Third in counting.

The time spent alone was cut short however, as she felt a figure approach her small and cuddled stance. Looking up, she huddled her knees closer to her body to reveal something, or someone she wasn’t expecting at all.

The Joker stood before her, towering over her small and huddled body as he cooly flicked his finished cigarette on the ground. For someone who started such chaos a month ago, he looked like his entire life he was dressed in a suit; but that’s not the case as his confident stance and mannerism said... different. The red and yellow suit had looked custom tailored, as it fit him so well, the green hair slicked back made him look so badass and the clown makeup—so precise and tidy like he had just put it on an hour ago. Holding out his hand toward her she stared in awe. This was it. “Are you gonna take my hand kid or just gonna stare?” He said with a small chuckle. His voice smooth as hell and his lengthy arm stretched out it was almost touching her nose.

Snapping out of her starstruck trance she nodded quickly and took his hand; easily getting up with one swift motion. Patting her on the head, no words were exchanged between the two, as he simply just took out a lighter and another cigarette, lighting it. “Walk with me kid.” He smirked, having put the cigarette in his mouth and putting his hand on her shoulder, walking with her. All she did was smile, as she thought that things were already turning up.

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✨MASTERLIST✨

[toshis-puppycat]

Dreams Can Come True Sometimes

A/n: so I feel like I'm procrastinating a lot but ya know I just feel like I should also write other things too ya know? Also I blame the gc I'm in for all this Anyways here's some attempt for.me writing some stepdad!Richie lmao. I hope yall enjoy.

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Richie Tozier was the bane of your existance, at first you were so happy for your mother meeting him. Mainly because you knew she was lonely and that she didnt actually like going out for dating. Meeting him was a completely different story though. 

When you met him, your mother had invited him over for dinner. Thinking you wouldn't be there, as a just in case you weren't ready to meet him. You were completely fine with it considering that night a guy you'd met also asked to take you out. You said yes, completely hopeful about the entire thing and made sure to look your absolute best. But the whole thing was a bust. He expected you to put out while acting so entitled to you. 

"If I'm not being driven home, I'm breaking your goddamn nose." You said to him.

"Fine, fuck like cant you give a guy a break? I was a gentleman to you sweetheart." He said, reluctantly driving you to your home.

"Um no you showed basic human decency then expected me to bend over for you. Fuck that. If that's how you wanna be then I want no part of it." You responded, clearly taking none of his bullshit. Guys like that always pissed you off, acting entitled and getting pissed when you said no. Definitely not someone youd ever want to date seriously. 

Him driving you back home was fine, you got out of the car quickly just in case he wanted to try anything and when he drove off immediately after you got out you knew you made the right choice. Seeing the two cars though made you a bit reluctant to go inside, remembering your mom saying she was inviting her boyfriend over. 

You walked in as quietly as possible, and sneaked over to your bedroom. You sent a quick text to your mother telling her you came back early but youd be staying in your room and to just pretend you weren't there. She responded with asking if everything was okay, and that she was glad you got home safely. You told her youd talk about it the next day. And then turned your phone off, and changed. Passing out immediately afterwards. However the next day, you walked out of your room to get breakfast and you literally saw the hottest man just cooking in your kitchen.

"What the fuck?" You said aloud, wincing at how loud it actually sounded. He turned around startled, holding a spatula and stared at you.

"Oh uh. Hi. I'm Richie." He said awkwardly, because to be fair it was obvious he stayed the night, and who would walk in to know why he stayed the night? 

"Y/n. I didnt know you stayed the night." You said accusingly. 

"Uh it just happened. Too much to drink ya know?" He joked.

"No not really. Im not 21 yet." You said with a straight face. Of course you did know but you weren't going to say it when your mom could hear you. He shifted awkwardly and winced at the burning smell behind him. Quickly shifting away from you to salvage the food. 

Y/n! You're up!" You heard your mom say, "This is Richie." With a smile on her face. The light in her eyes was back, so you pushed back your distaste. She was happy, so you would be happy for her too. 

A year later had you actually living with him. It wasn't terrible, but now he was your step father. A good one at that if you were going to be honest with yourself. The year of getting to know him made you actually like the man. A little too much. Your whole style changed just so you could see his reaction. You discovered the most adorable outfits that still made you look a little older than you really were. When he ended up paying for your college tuition you were incredibly grateful for it, and you think that's when everything started changing in the way you looked at him. He wasn't the hot guy your mom was seeing, he was your stepfather. Your really hot stepfather. When the dreams started you had no idea what to do other than continue having some of the most filthy fantasies youd ever thought of before. Sometimes Richie would sneak into your bedroom in these dreams, and he'd fuck you like you were someone who made a living for it. With you whimpering out to him and him asking you if you liked getting him off the way you were and if you could just hear how wet you were when hed be thrusting in you. Usually youd wake up red faced and have to take a cold shower in order to calm down. Your mother being none the wiser to it. Seeing Richie however made you think and feel as if you had the most filthy little secret. He wouldnt even be doing anything, he'd be content writing out some jokes for his shows and talking to his childhood friends. When you found out he invited them you decided to try and put everything behind you though. Maybe one of them would help you with the pesky problem of your crush by being someone you could actually see. 

A week later you found out your mother would be leaving for a business deal. Apparently people really liked the fact she was married to Richie Tozier, and loved the fact someone who was so rich was with your mother. It made you hate it, they never played attention to your mother before she was seeing Richie but it helped pay the bills Richie refused to let your mother and you deal with. Saying he wanted you both to enjoy everything he could possibly offer. You both were incredibly grateful, and you both took advantage of the fact he said it. You would buy the most elaborate cutesy but sexy outfits that your mother never seemed to notice thankfully, and started to call Richie daddy. Which he seemed thrilled with at first but then you could catch the faintest tint of pink on his cheeks. Like he was thinking about you the same way you thought about him every night. The day your mother had to leave you were upset, but grateful. Richies friends were still coming over, and you still had things to do.

Richie was in a really bad space, no scratch that a terrible place. A year ago he met an amazing woman, who just so happened to have a daughter. He would have been fine with it, if you weren't so damn alluring. Your style had changed so much since he had entered your lives. Your mother being so happy you were leaving the shell you made for yourself, and testing out new styles with him paying for every single item. He had no problem with it at first. Until he saw what youd be wearing underneath, it was an accident when he saw. He could swear it on his future grave, but the times after he couldn't say anything for it. The lace, the frilly designs of the bras youd chosen, and the shortest skirts he'd ever seen in his life. When you started calling him daddy he was happy at first too. But after he saw what you wore underneath your pajamas he always felt embarrassed about it or rather incredibly turned on. Thoughts of just bonding with you flew out of his mind, turning into filthy fantasies where youd be in your room bending over somewhere and begging him to fuck you harder. He could feel himself hardening now, but he shooed the thought away. He couldn't focus on that right now. Everyone was going to be coming over. He just prayed that youd behave and not dress the way you usually did now and days. 

You were in your bedroom when you heard the commotion downstairs. Excited yells about seeing the great "trashmouth" of their group. You almost rolled your eyes because of course he was a trashmouth when he was younger. It just fit his personality and the jokes he made. You sneaked out of your bedroom and looked towards the entryway, Richie was there with 3 other men. Scratch that three other really attractive men. And you couldn't fucking believe it. That dickbag never fucking mentioned knowing your absolute favorite author. William "Bill" Denbrough was childhood friends with fucking Richie Tozier. You thought maybe the outfit you currently had on was good, but now fuck that. Swimming in the back sounded like a better idea. 

"Yeah, I did get married you asshats. Laugh it up." Richie said. "She has a daughter, but I dont think shes here right now-" he couldn't continue his sentence because you ended up walking down the stairs in the most skimpy bikini he'd ever seen in his life. Everyone stopped talking watching you come down the stairs and jumping down the last step and smiling at them.

"Oh! Sorry, I just wanted to go swimming in the back ya know? It's such a good day to just lounge around in the pool." You said, smiling prettily at the group. Bill was the first to break the tension by smiling at you, which prompted the rest of the group to do the same sans Richie. 

"Ah no you're right! It is a good day to be lounging at the pool." He said, then he stretched his arm out to you. "Bill Denbrough, and you are?" 

You batted your eyes at the him and gave a coy smile. "I'm y/n, Mr. Denbrough. I have to say I'm a huge fan." His eyes lit up, no one would like to say completely that they loved his writing. "I especially like how the endings are, everyone always told me I'd hate the endings but I think even if they were bad they fit the story you made." You said, finally shaking his hand. His face fell a bit, but he brightened again. You did say that the endings fit for the story itself, he couldn't be upset with that. 

"I'm Stan, hi." One of the other men said reaching his hand out to you and firmly shaking yours. You felt so fucking small next to all of them now. When Eddie introduced himself he was red faced and seemed to be struggling to talk. You pretended to not notice the reaction and just smiled at the group. Richie was just standing there still shell shocked at the fucking gall you had introducing yourself to his friends like that. When you turned around he could tell Eddie was about to pass out, you might as well have been wearing nothing. He almost scowled, as he quickly ushered the group to the living room and away from you venturing out to the back. 

You were back inside a few hours later. The sun finally setting for the day and you felt at ease. Richie looked pissed seeing you in your bathing suit earlier and knowing his best friends were oggling you but youd figured he cooled off enough by now. You sneaked back inside, drying your hair as you closed and locked the screen door.

"So you wanna tell me what the fuck that was?" A voice asked. Oops, you guessed he was still pretty pissed from earlier.

"I dont know what youre talking about. I just introduced myself to your friends and went out to the pool daddy." You responded innocently, turning to face him. "It would be incredibly impolite to ignore guests here." 

Richie took a deep breath, his face scrunched up in anger. "Its not funny to do that to my friends. You know they're older than you, they could be your father." He said.

"Yeah but they're not. You're not my father either." You said, looking at him. "I didnt do anything wrong. I introduced myself and then I left so you could spend time with your friends without worrying about me." 

"Y/n-" Richie started.

"Richie. It's not my fault your friends want to fuck me." You said, cutting him off. "I dont think I'd say no to it either. Your friends are pretty hot." 

Then you were pushed against the wall roughly, hands secured around your waist and a leg shoved roughly between yours. "Don't say things like that y/n." Richie whispered in your ear. "Don't say you want to fuck someone my age y/n."

"But I do want someone your age to fuck me." You said, looking him in the eye. "Why cant you, daddy?" You asked, he groaned.

"Hey Rich! Come on your missing the best part!" You heard Bill yell. Oh, they were still here. How unfortunate. Richie pulled away from you quickly looking around to make sure they wouldn't be walking over. They didn't, and you quickly pulled him down for a frenzy heated kiss. When you pulled away you were both flushed, and your heart was pounding.

"Why not visit me tonight, daddy? I promise I'll be good." You said, batting your eyes at him innocently. He groaned, and nodded his head. Then he left you, quickly grabbing some alcohol he left on a table nearby that you didnt even notice. You smiled and quickly ran to the stairs to hop in the shower. Dreams really do come true sometimes.

It was late when he finally ended up coming to your room. You were half asleep, all dressed up for him and he could've groaned at what you were wearing. A beautiful set of pale pink lingerie with thigh high stockings. You were slightly curled up on your bed and he smiled at how absolutely adorable you looked. He was going to make a move to just leave when you shifted in bed, a quiet whimper came out and your hips moved ever so slightly like you were trying to find some friction somewhere. Any thought he had of leaving before was quickly thrown out the window right after that you let out a quiet moan of his name. A breathy whisper, crying out to him. He placed his hand gently on your face, then moving down until it rested on your chest where he tweaked your nipples, smirking at how you sighed and tried to move closer to him. He moved further down and put his hand under your panties, moving his hand down to your clit and pinched it gently between his fingers. Your hips started moving on their own begging for something more, and he took advantage of that by putting a finger in you, groaning at how you tightened around the digit. 

"Daddy please." You whimpered out, finally fully awake from his ministrations as you pulled at his pants, quickly pulling his cock out and putting him in your mouth. His hips jerked and you bobbed your head he put another finger in you, quickly moving his other hand to your clit. 

"You're gonna be a good girl for me right babydoll?" Richie asked you, adding another finger inside and feeling you moan around him. "Such a good girl for me." He said, removing his fingers from you, smirking at how you whined, especially when he moved back and saw how you moved your head forward to keep him in your mouth. "No babydoll, come on. You want me to fuck you right, sweetheart?" He asked, you eagerly nodded your head and quickly played at the edge of your bed, you quickly ended up pulling him down for a frenzied kiss, grabbing at the shirt he had on trying to pull him closer. "So eager aren't you babydoll?" He asked, before pulling your panties to the side and slowly sinking into you, groaning. You winced, he was a little bigger than you expected but god did he fill you up. He moved slowly, kissing at your neck and groping at your chest. You whimpered in his mouth. "God I've wanted to fuck you ever since I saw what you were wearing underneath those cute skirts of yours." He groaned. "You know how much I wanted to bend you over? How much I've wanted to see how wet I could make you? Do you even hear yourself right now? God you're just so wet for me. Stay like this for me babydoll? Just stay exactly like this" He asked you, thrusting in quicker and harsher, moving a hand back down pressing it against your clit again. "Come on I know you want to, I can feel how close you are babydoll." 

"Daddy." You whimpered out, he wasn't wrong but to be fair you'd never thought you'd ever come this quick from someone fucking you. Guys were always so disappointing before. You felt yourself tighten down, hearing him groan out your name and saying "I knew youd be a good girl for me babydoll." Was what really did you in though. You saw stars and he was moving faster and harder. You heard him chuckle.

"I bet no ones ever made you squirt that quick before." He slowed down, a bit just rocking into you and giving such a cocky smirk to you. "I'm not gonna stop until I cum though baby. You haven't helped me enough."

[jaeminlore]

friends to lovers!ten

prompt: how about a scenario in which the reader enters a convenience store, late night, wearing super fancy clothes and ten works in this store and they talk and sparks fly and there's a little bit of angst but lots of fluff?

okay well so this request immediately made me think of that ten gif where he is wearing those pajama pants nd the black sweater

y'all KNOW the one

i found it and added it ^^

but that outfit comes in a lot later in this scenario so we'll skip it for now

okay so the setting is prom

nd the most popular boy in school asked you so you bought this super fancy dress and wore your nicest heals and jewelry

you even wore fake eyelashes like you wanted to look n i c e

bc you're not very popular in school and you thought your senior year would've gone unnoticed by everyone

but the cutest (*´꒳`*) boy in school asked YOU out and so ofc you accepted

but :(((

unfortunately :(((

said cute boy had only asked you out as a bet

and . . . it hurt

bc you had your insecurities but you thought that for once someone had just seen you for you and had fallen in love w you

or at least liked you like you obv don't think someone has to love you in highschool

it'd be nice tho :'—(

anyway so when you find out (you had heard some girls whispering abt it in the stalls) you left as soon as you could

the popular dude had been your ride

so you called your mom and asked her to pick you up at the convinience store near the school

partly bc you didn't want to stay at that school any longer

but mostly bc you were craving some spicy noodles

you pull off your heels and walk over to the convenience store, smiling softly at the worker at the counter

he looked bored before you walked in, his chin resting on his palm

but when you came in he was all business like suddenly he was standing up straight w a charming smile

"hello i'm ten! let me know if you need any help!"

his eyes trail down your body and his eyebrows lift "oh! were you just at prom? did you have fun?"

you shook your head solemnly

"i went but . . . i didn't have much fun."

"oh" ten frowns before brightening up again "well you look pretty."

"thanks"

you feel a little flustered at his words, since he sounds so genuine

"um— i'm gonna buy noodles now,,,,,"

nd you probably scurry away from him as quick as you can bc you already feel humiliated

like the only thing left is to have a crush on the convenience store worker just bc he called you pretty

you snatch your favorite brand of noodles and go over to the lil station, pouring the boiling water into the bowl before heading back to the counter

you pay for the noodles, and when ten hands you back your change his fingers brush your palm and you're just

blushing aGAin

you plan to eat the noodles outside bc there's no way you're going to stay in the store

but ten kinda leans over and asks

"can i eat w you? my break is soon and since you’re the only customer . . . would it be okay?"

his cheeks are kinda pink as he asks, and his eyes are avoiding your gaze as he stares at a soda stain left on the counter

u rlly don't wanna say yes

bc you just want to be alone in your misery

but also ... he looks so nervous you rlly didn't have the heart to reject him

"sure. but let's eat outside."

suddenly he gets the bRiGhTeSt smile on his face!!!! and he's like just let me make some hot chocolate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you actually have no idea how lonely ten is

esp tonight bc he had to take a shift at the gas station while his school had prom

and of course he wanted to go bc prom is like the one time you can dance and no one makes fun of you for it

but his boss would not let him take his shift off so :(

and he doesn't think you know him bc the two of you are in completely different social groups

he is on the dance team and participates in musical theater

you are on the swim team and spend any other time in the library

ten knows you bc he thinks you're really cute :,,,,)

and he was going to ask you to prom

but

in the locker room after gym he overheard one of the popular boys talk abt bringing you and he knew he couldn't compete

so he never asked

fate must've intervened and brought you to him, so he took advantage of the situation and asked to eat with you

you're already eating when he arrives w his hot coco and a cup of noodles

it's an odd combination but you don't criticize it

"so, y/n, what brings you to my humble workplace?"

you narrow your eyes "you know me?"

"we go to the same school," ten answers, and he can see the obvious awkwardness in your eyes bc you genuinely don't recognize him "it's okay, we aren't friends or anything. i just know you bc you're on the swim team and my friend doyoung is the captain."

"ah! doyoung!" you say, thinking of your captain who always nags you to keep up your fitness regime. you wonder what he would say if he saw you with a sodium-packed cup of noodles

"he's annoying. nags too much."

ten laughs, and it's chirpy and bright and so wonderful that you find yourself leaning in to hear it more clearly

"he's always been like that," ten supplies, "he didn't even want mark or donghyuck to go to prom tonight bc he was afraid someone would spike the punch bowl"

"i think i saw that yuta kid pouring some tequila in it earlier."

the two of you compare nagging mom!doyoung stories before ten brings up the elephant in the room

"so why are you here, and not at prom?"

"oh. well I found out i was asked on a bet. something like who could bring the biggest loser as their prom date or something. i didn't stay around for the details."

ten is mad. you can't see it, bc he's rlly good at hiding his anger

but his jaw is clenched and his fists are going full arthur meme under the table

he just doesn't understand why someone would do that to anyone, let alone the person he liked the most in school

you don't even seem that bothered by it anymore, having gotten your noodles and disposed of your fake eyelashes and heels

(you save the eyelashes for another use tho obv those things are expensive)

and ten kinda has the urge to ask you to go to prom with him

it must have an hour left, and he could close up the store early (even if he would have to hear from his boss the next day)

but you could get the prom you wanted, and he could dance beside the prettiest girl in the room

"hey, y/n?"

you don't hear him, because a minivan is pulling into the parking lot, and you're already walking towards it. "I'll see you at school, ten! thanks for hanging out w me!"

"oh. no problem!" he gives you a wave and a halfhearted smile before turning around to clean everything up and return to his shift

he's very sad that he missed out on his opportunity w you

fast forward >>>>>>>>>>

two weeks later, and you're cramming for final exams while simultaniously training for the last swim meet of the year

and you're v v busy

but also you just want a break

and doyoung has had the whole team on a no carb diet bc he wants everyone to have suburb energy burned by vegetables alone

and all you're craving are some spicy noodles from the convienice store

you also kind of want to see ten again

ever since prom night you've noticed him around school and your heart gives a lil stir every time he sends you a smile or tiny wave

bc he's so cute :(

and you can't believe you haven't noticed him before :/

but at least you know him now :)

so anyway you decide to visit the store he works at in the hopes of gaining enough energy to be able to finish studying for your finals

you also rlly want ten to be there bc you highkey want to ask him on a date

bc he’s rlly cute and he was so kind to you that he just makes your heart go zoooooOOOoOoOOOoommmmmMMMMmm

so you go completely dressed down compared to last time 

like your hair isn't even brushed lololol

when you arrive,,, ten isn't there :(

instead it’s this old guy behind the counter and he kind of sneers at you before going back to watching the lq tv in the corner

although it sucks that ten isn't there, you go to the back to find the same instant noodles you found last time

and low and behold!!!!

i bet you guys cant guess what happens next bc this is so unpredictable ;)

ten is there!!!

this is where the gif comes in bc he’s dressed in his pajamas too with an oversized sweater and messy hair that brushes over his eyes and U DNjkzwbfjdjfbbfjewbfe you gET it

“ten?”

he jerks around from looking at a packaged cheese danish (you KNOW he would don't argue w me!)

“y/n?” his smile grOWS “what’re you doing here?”

you shrug “i came for snacks..... and maybe you”

“me??” and ten is blushing !!! bc his crush is looking for him!!!! 

“well.... you found me”

“yeah...” you don't really know what to do next, so you just hold up the cup of noodles,, “do you wanna ... idk ... eat w me?”

a cheeky smile appears on ten’s face and he just kind of asks,,, “is this a date, y/n?”

“idk do you want it to be?”

“tbh yeah”

“yay bc me too”

yall are just two cuties who like eating together outside of the convenience store

nd when you have your swim meet ten is the loudest cheerer in the crowd

when your team wins he runs up and kisses you in front of everyone!!!! bc he’s extra!!!! nd doyoung chides him for it bc you have to go get your award but ten doesn't care!!!!

anyway yeah that's friends to lovers ten

:’)

the end

[wannaonescenarios]

can u do a scenario for donghyun (bnm)?? IM JUST SO SOFT OVER HIM LATELY and i just jjskwjskdjkdd 😤 thank you!

thank you for requesting!! 

- uhm florist au bc why not

- ok anyways, ur on ur way to buy flowers for ur friend jennie was sick (blackpink in ur area aka is anyone hyped for their comeback bc u knoW I AM) 

- and being the good friend u are,,u decide to visit her w some flowers and food!! 

- u walk into this cute flower shop that recently opened up by ur work since u figured why not?? 

- and also bc you’ve been hearing rumors about a cute employee so,,,,

- and the first thing u see is a cute boy watering flowers in the corner of the shop 

- and u felt ur heart stop 

- he had an apron on w cute little flower designs decorating all over it and also a splash of dirt on his cheek 

- and he looked up at u to greet u with the bIGGEST smile and u just,,,, 

- ‘how can someone be this cute???’ u literally scream in ur head bc his smile was so sweet u could’ve gotten diabetes smh 

- ok but imagine donghyun in a cute apron w little flowers stitched onto it and dirt on his cheeks and he’s watering flowers but giving u the bRIGHTEST smile 

- imagine

- ok anyways, u go exploring around the shop bc u’ve never been in here and it looked so cute and there was plants everywhere

- and the vines of hanging flower pots tickled your cheeks and the sweet aroma of flowers 

- can u imagine

- u never wanted to leave LMFAO 

- but u hear footsteps behind u and u turned around to see flower boy!! 

- he was still grinning w that wide smile of his before asking ‘’are u looking for anything particular??” 

- ‘’uhm , i …’’ u stuttered a bit bc imagine this beautiful man in front of u and all u wanted to say was ‘can i have u’  lMFAO 

- ‘’uhm actually i was looking if u could make a bouquet for my friend who is sick?” 

- and he brightens even mORE if that was possible 

- ‘’yeah!! come here!! can u tell me about them, what are they like??” and the questions go on 

- as u tell him about jennie, u watch as he goes around and picks up the most random of flowers and u don’t know if they’ll work together bc they are so contrasting and different

- but as u watch as he wraps them in a bouquet and organizing them together, u couldn’t help but be in awe as he somehow makes it work

- u don’t know how, but u end up w a beautiful bouquet of flowers and donghyun grinning at u 

- as u pay him, u can’t help but thank him over and over for helping u 

- ‘’thank u for helping me!! if it weren’t for u, i would’ve picked some flowers that meant i hate u or something jfndlfndks’’ 

- and donghyun can’t help but notice that ur smile is soooOO cute and can feel his heart beginning to race faster 

- and after u pay him, u two just kinda,,linger there and exchange shy smiles and glances 

- before finally,,,,

- ‘’i know we just met but,,,i would love to get to know u better,,,’’ 

- and ur eyes widen bc ???? he was interested in u???? 

- and all u can do is not bc u can’t speak bc he was sO CUTE but also bc u never had no one straight out ask u like this lmfao 

- and so the two of u exchange numbers and names and after that, its history 

- u kept coming back lmao and even if u had no money, u still came around to talk to him 

- and donghyun is secretly glad that u keep going around bc he’s lonely on the job and he doesn’t mind the extra company

- and then dates!! 

- the two of u like to go out after donghyun’s shifts to go eat dinner 

- and while ur there, u two learn sO much from each other

- u tell him about ur day and in return u ask for his 

- and he mainly talks about flowers and eventually teaches u the meaning of them and u don’t actually mind?? like u think it would be boring but u actually dont mind,,,especially if it means that u get to keep hearing donghyun’s voice as cheesy as it was 

- and one day u go visit donghyun on his shift on ur day off 

- and u notice that he’s very nervous around u and he kept avoiding eye contact or stuttering

- and at first, u dismiss it bc maybe he’s having an off day?? or issues idk 

- but finally at the end of his shift, he asked u to wait before going to the backroom 

- and then coming out w a bouquet of flowers

- and ur like??? is that for me???

- and donghyun could only nod, and ur heart literally eXPLODES bc of how cute he is looking but u take it anyways and u can’t help but take notice of what kind of flowers they were

- and u freeze

- bc if anything, the one flower u noticed was roses 

- and yall know what roses mean 

- ‘’i know that we haven’t known each other for that long, but i really like you and hope you would give me a chance?” 

this took me so long and it was so bad i’ll fix it ndjfndsf but thanks for reading this far if u have lmao 

[newbark-town]

Part III of catching Cresselia!!! @constarlations I’m hoping we’ll finish it and not have a part IV. LOL WE LIKE STARTED THIS AROUND AUGUST 2016 AND LOOK HERE ABOUT A YEAR LATER WE’RE FINALLY WORKING ON IT

Meanwhile...

Rosa: LET US GO

???: Let you go? Why would I do that?

Dawn: we promise not to intrude we swear

Lucas: YEAH WE WILL NEVER GO HERE AGAIN HAHA

The building starts to get warmer

???: Silly humans. I used to be like you... adventurous and kind. One day, one of my enemies burnt my families house for a joke. Let too many Lampent’s in. I never did get to see my family... my Abra... I suppose they are fine now, but you, my dear, you look exactly like the girl who took my life away. 

Rosa then begins to scream

Meanwhile

Nate is still crying and Yancy tries to comfort Nate, but he tell her to leave him alone. He is crying about how he was never able to tell her what he wanted to tell her. 

He decided they should go, but all of a sudden Rosa’s screams are heard from upstairs

Nate: Rosa?!

Yancy: SHE’S ALIVE!

Nate: Wait just a moment! If she is alive, then who’s-

The corpse grabs Nate’s ankle and says, “ Oh Nate-y~ Didn’t you say you loved me?”

Nate: NOT ROSA NOT ROSA LET ME GO LET ME GO

The basement begins to burst into flames on the east side

Corpse: but Nate-y~ we are soulmates. Stay with me forever and ever. You love me don’t y-

Yancy hits the corpse on the back of the head with a book and loses its grip

Corpse: FOOL YOU JUST RUINED MY HAPPILY EVER AFTER

The corpse is about to attack Yancy until Nate finds a peculiar looking shiny feather in the ruckus, which causes the corpse to flinch

Corpse: NO MY LOVE PLEASE -in the Rosa-est voice possible- I love you...

Nate hits the corpse with a nearby lamp and the corpse knocks out

Nate: Come on we have to get Rosa

Nate: -Kicks the door to the main hallway down, and sees that the ghost is lifting up Rosa and trying to stretch out her limbs or someshit-

Nate: Rosa

Rosa: Nate!

Apparently Nate’s makeup came off when it was so humid in the Strange House

???: HOW DID YOU ESCAPE?! No matter, rather than a fake corpse, I’ll just give you a REAL ONE

Rosa: NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO

Dawn and Lucas were knocked out during the initial attack so they wake up now

Dawn: What happ-

Lucas: ROSA!!

Dawn: What can we do?

Yancy: I have no idea

Nate calls out his Pokemon and starts to battle the ghost because he thinks it could actually be a Pokemon in disguise. The room gets hotter each minute, but as the Pokémon distract the ghost (possible ghost type), Nate is able to get Rosa free.

Nate: Don’t worry I’ll get you out of here I promise

Rosa: Nate I... I thought you were in Alola... This whole summer you were ignoring me... I thought you didn’t want to be friends anymore... - in tears now - I thought you didn’t care about me... that i would’ve of died without seeing you again... you’re really precious to me please never leave me ever again

Nate: I...

Rosa kisses him and Nate kisses back but the kiss is interrupted by the ghost

???: Such a shame you must die you two simply were a good couple

The ghost levitates Rosa away from Nate, but then the feather in Nate’s pocket begins to glow. When Nate takes the feather out from his pocket as it shines brighter than before

Dawn: IT CAN’T BE

Lucas: IT IS

Dawn and Lucas: THE LUNAR WING

Dawn and Lucas are happy to see the Lunar Wing and Yancy is super confused

The ghost flinches and screams at Nate to get the Lunar Wing away from it. Nate then holds up the Lunar Wing in the air

???: UGHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOO

As the ghost is blinded by the light, it lets go of Rosa

Nate: Rosa!

Rosa: Yeah?

Nate passes the feather to Rosa

Rosa: I got you fam. YO GHOST GIRL. IN THE NAME OF THE MOON -Rosa does the sailor moon poses- ILL PUNISH YOUUUUUUUUUU

???: UGHHHHHH THIS LIGHTTTTTTTTT

The ghost vanishes and the house burning for a second

Rosa: HOLY CRAP I JUST DID THAT!!! DID YALL SEE THAT?!

Dawn: We are ok thanks for asking...

Lucas: -whispers- let’s never return to Unova... ever...

Yancy: -whispers- take me with you

Nate: So ugh Rosa...

Rosa: Oh hey...

Nate: Look Rosa I really need to tell you something. I really lov-

Rosa: shhh

Nate: But I-

Rosa: shhhhhuuuuussssssshhhhh

Nate: Rosa please I

Rosa: sssssssssshhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuusssssshhhhhhhhh

Nate: Rosa I love you

Rosa: shhh- WAIT WHAT?!

Nate: I love you. It took me seeing your corpse to see that I really need to tell you... before it’s too late. I remember the first time meeting you in the Battle Subway, how we fought together the Battle bosses and went out for ice cream to celebrate your big win. You’re so kind and sweet and always have this big smile on your face and you're so passionate about the things you love and everything. We went around the world together and went to Kalos and Hoenn and all these adventures and I don't want them to stop there. I'm really sorry about ignoring you during my trip to Alola and keeping everything confidential but I did bring you something. It's a Z Ring, just like mine ha ha! Of course the sailor moon colors were crazy expensive but I managed and everything ha ha! 

Rosa: Nate, I can’t believe you did this all for me.. Nate I... Nate wake up

Nate: Huh?

Rosa: wake up

Nate closes his eyes and opens them to wake up in a desert-y field

Nate: FUCK

Rosa: -wakes up- morning already? HUH?! GUYS WAKE UP WAKE UP -she shakes Dawn and Lucas up-

Dawn: Ugh what happened???

Lucas: I feel like I lost 25 years off my life

Dawn: what is is Rosa????

Rosa: CRESSELIA JOINED MY TEAM

Dawn and Lucas: WHAT?????!!!!!!

Rosa shows off her Pokeball containing Cresselia as Yancy wakes up

Yancy: NATE CRAP THE MOVIE!!!!! WE WERE OUT FOR HOURS HOLY CRAP

Nate: YOU’RE RIGHT LETS GO

So Yancy and Nate run back to the set while Rosa, Lucas, and Dawn gather their things and head out. In the airport, Rosa, Dawn, and Lucas exchange numbers and all that stuff. You know say good bye

Rosa tells them how thankful she is for their help and how fun it was even though Dawn and Lucas don’t really remember what happened

All of a sudden Rosa says, “Oh! I forgot!”

Dawn and Lucas are confused. Then Rosa gives them unovan keychains to remember her by

Rosa: Im really happy that you two made my summer eventful... I had a long summer and everything and no one was there to be with me through it all... I'm leaving in a few days to a new region for a internship and I just felt like this summer was the last summer to be a kid again... going on in adventures... but none of my friends cared...

Dawn: Rosa ... I never thought...

Rosa: It’s sappy I know, but I’m just so happy you two brightened up my summer

Then the three hug it out bc of their beautiful friendship. 

Rosa: Well this is goodbye!

Dawn: I’ll message you everyday

Lucas: And I’ll tell you whenever there’s a new moon based pokemon around Sinnoh

Dawn: and Rosa, you have to talk to Nate how you feel

Rosa: ...Nate...

Meanwhile

Nate finally returns to Aspertia City from a long film day and decides to to strangely stop by the outlook

AND WHO IS THERE YOU MAY ASK? It is the one and only Rosa

Nate: Oh hey! I’m back. I got some Pokemon from Alola you might like

Rosa: ...

Nate: I also got some malasadas!

Rosa: ...

Nate: I also got a new hate I thought might suit you! ...Rosa? Rosa, I’m back and here t-

Rosa: You ditched me...

Nate: ...Rosa? Are you o-

Nate tries to put his hand on Rosa’s shoulder but then she knocks it off and faces him, her face is like she’s been crying for an hour like those kinds of faces

Rosa: you ditched me on my birthday... and you knew... you never bothered to call or do whatever. You left me the whole summer almost alone. If it weren’t for Lucas and Dawn pulling off a makeshift birthday party during my week there, no one would’ve cared

Nate: Rosa I tried to come ba-

Rosa: tried to. You never told me where you were. You only told me to stay away from you and you ditched me. You only came back here because of you stupid super hero movie role with Yancy. You’ve been here for the past week and never said anything because of your stupid movie role.

Nate: Well its not like you were here either for the past two weeks

Rosa: Who cares??!!

Hugh hears everything that’s happening and hides in the distance

Rosa: Everyone ditched me, even you

Nate: Well sorry if I had to go but I told you I needed to go

Rosa: Yeah! The day before everyone ditched me so much this summer it made me feel like crap

Nate: well sorry if i did but i’m here now Rosa

Rosa: IT’S AUGUST 31ST YOU SON OF A BITCH IT’S AUGUST 31ST SUMMER IS OVER. Starting next year we will be expected of shit in training season and soon we will be adults and shit and I wanted this summer to be the last summer that we could do something and you

Rosa breaks into tears and says once again that Nate and everyone else ditched her

Rosa: It doesn’t matter anymore. I figured that since you announced your trip to Alola last minute... I would do the same. I got an internship with the Aether Foundation

Nate: YOU WHAT????!!!!!

Rosa: That’s right! You’re not the only one who will get ahead of something. Idk but I leave tonight

Nate: Rosa during my studies I-

Rosa: I don’t need your bullshit. Infant I don’t need your friendship. Dawn and Lucas are better friends than you are

Nate: Rosa listen to me 

Rosa: No, you listen to me. During these almost three months you were MiA. I learnt what good friends are. Dawn and Lucas are good friends. They encouraged me to follow what I want to do and helped me through it. You aren’t a good friend.

Nate: Rosa listen to me please the Aether Foundation is-

Rosa: I’m through listening to you. I cared about you a lot and it seems you care a bullshit about me. I’m leaving tonight to Alola and to the Aether Foundation. And maybe, if i’m good enough, I’ll never come back here. Ever. Goodbye forever, Nate

So anyway Rosa leaves and Nate is so confused

Nate: What just...happened... The Aether Foundation...

Nate then runs home and calls someone from far away

???: Hello?

Nate: It’s me... remember that internship you said I would be perfect for?

???: You up for it?

Nate: Yeah... But sir, the reason I think I'm going through with it is because... I think your “daughter” is in danger...

[sabakunoo]

New year thingy late af as usual

SO. I KNOW IM LATE. NEW YEAR WAS 3 DAYS AGO. but you’ll forgive me because you all love me ( right ?? ) anyway!! I’ve been in this fandom (on tumblr) for approximately 4 months and while I’ve got ups and downs getting into that whole tumblr business, you all have been incredible! Both my followers and my roleplay partners and anyone who ever interacted with me! I would do a follow forever list but it would be hypocritical of me since I have a toc that makes me unfollow people who are inactive after 2+ weeks (unless my biased little ass waits a month because they’re a doflamingo or another muse I REALLY enjoy) so, instead of lying and pretending I’ll never unfollow anyone, I’m gonna make a small thingy for the people I’ve met and who (bless their ass) have made my days so incredible since I joined!

IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER , MY FAM, THE REAL MVPS UNDER THE CUT BECAUSE LONG ASS POST.

@thesealovesme​ / @shukkou​ / @that one law blog I don’t remember the url of : I wish we interacted more mang. I love how you write your Luffy so much and the dynamic between him and Crocodile cracks me up! I also adored our interactions between Maverick and Noya :’) All in all you’re a great roleplayer and you brightened up my day so many times I can’t even count them anymore. <3

@despairforme​ / @autotoxins​ / @hisashtrayheart​ : T O B Y I love you. Your characterization ( for ALL of your muses ) is incredibly spot on and I love them all to bits. You even made me consider joining the Bleach fandom (but I’m a shy nugget and haven’t watched/ read it in years) because I love interacting with you so much. Even if we don’t do the crossover thing (because I have no idea how an encounter between Nnoi and Croc would end up in something else than a fight) I still love reading your threads on Nnoi and am on the edge of my seat waiting on your Roci and lil clown <3 I love you a lot, thanks for interacting with me <3

@ask-earlobes​ / @burger-face​ / @notarealflamingo​ / @idiothandle​ : Frankyyyyyyy I wish you had more time online but I understand rl is a bitch and we can’t just roleplay every hours of the day. Because trust me I would interact with you every hour of any day any time. You are amazing, I love your muses and your crack stuff. Enel is hilarious and so is your portrayal of Doflamingo, interacting with you is always a delight because of how humorous and lighthearted it is. Thank you and I wish you the best for 2017 <3

@nobedsidemanners​ : I know we’ve just started to interact but ever since I started following evils-champion, I’ve been reading your threads with them and I just --- can I just say that your portrayal of Law is scarily accurate? To be completely honest, Law isn’t even a character I enjoy that much in the One Piece universe, I felt like I was let down post-war and my tiny gay heart still wishes he tampered with Luffy’s body and reveal himself a villain later on ---- but that’s just me. In any case, any time I read you on my dash, my mind is blown with how in character you are. All your threads are amazing and even the one we have started I really love! If anything, you might have rekindled my interest in his character because of how great you are ( I see your Law as even better than the canon one, if that makes sense ). The insights you give about your muse are so detailed and heartfelt I cannot possibly not like your portrayal. I know we didn’t talk ooc but as far as I’m concerned, someone who writes such a « real » muse cannot be anything but awesome. Bless you, I hope you have a great year <3

@magnetiicus​ / @sadiestic​ : I miss youuuuuuuuuuuuu I could write forever about how much I love your Sadie-chan but the first things that comes to mind is a loud, heavy moan because I fucking miss you on my dash. I hope life is treating you well and I can’t wait for us to interact again <3

@ask-sir-crocodile​ and all your other blogs I’m following, which I won’t list here because heavy nsfw. (okay I lied, yall should follow @jiryoku​ and @shichibukkake​ for Crocodile naked goodness. 18+ only) : Laura! I know we haven’t interacted a lot (well IC we never-) but every time we talked I was always on the edge of my seat because you are the FIRST Sir Crocodile I really enjoy (outside of mine because I’m a biased asshole) Your many blogs about him are the highlights of my days all too often and I just want to thank you for all the amazing content you provide to this fandom. Talking about theories with you is a blast and just like some others of my followers who I discuss theories with, you sometimes made me reconsider / tweak my stuff and it’s just so great? In any case, you might not be a rp blog but you totally deserve a spot on my bias list because you’re just really amazing, both IC and OOC. I look up to you a lot and I’m always MIND BLOWN with how handsome you draw that shitty character who took over my life 16 years ago. Bless you and I wish you nothing but the best. Like at least a million dollars and all the love for next year. <3

@evils-champion​ : First of all, How dare you. Your portrayal is just incredible and any time I see you replied to me I’m literally blushing like a DORK and squealing like a god damn schoolgirl who’s crush just told her she had nice braces. YOU ARE SO AMAZING hahahasdlfkjasd;lkfj. Doflamingo is my second favorite character in the serie and you characterize him so well I’m always holding my breath when I read you and then I fangirl for like 2-3 minutes before WALLS OF TEXTS appear in my mind. I always try to tone it down because I could literally write you 4 pages worth of replies with how much I love your Doflamingo.  Thank you for roleplaying with me, thank you for going with my headcanons, thank you for ??? just anything tbh. I love you so dang much okay? I hope you have nothing but the best in 2017. <3

@gravitou​ / @boneavant​ / @hellstrings​ : You have an amazing way around words and I just love to see your writing on my dash. I think you have a real talent with all of your muses too, which adds even more to your appeal as a roleplayer :) I wish we interacted more but I really enjoy seeing you on my dash and reading your stuff, on any of your blogs. Hope you have a great year <3

@shiapolux​ : I know we don’t interact a lot but I find Shia and your art to be absolutely adorable. Croc also thinks that much ;D You’re a gem in this fandom and I’m glad we talk here and there and roleplay as well. I wish you all of what you want in 2017 and then some <3

@scarlethaki​ : IM BIASED FOR UUUUUUUU. I LOVE AKANE SO MUUUUUUUUCH. That sassy piece of shiiiiiit I can’t believe how -- I mean Croc likes her????? even if he pretends not to? I told you many times, I’m not fan of characters who are related to canon but in Akane’s case I just??? completely forget about it lmao. Because her personality is so rich, so flavorful I cannot  do anything but express my love for her. Your OC is, in my opinion, one of the realest , most heartfelt original character in this fandom. Sorry, I don’t mean to depreciate anyone but I just really really really really love Akane. I love a LOT of other OCS but the dynamic between Akane and my muses is just too good for me to ignore. Even with Noya jfc. She’s the kind of character that can pretty much interact with anyone, she would be a very canon One Piece character too, in my opinion. I hope no one feels left out because I said that, my love for your muses is strong and Akane just has a special place in my heart <3

@beastyhound​ :  V A L. Val, I feel you and I are way similar in roleplays. We both have an undying love for darker themes and we both are as masochistic as sadistic with our muses. You are me, I swear. I just love to interact with you both on Croc and Noya, and I’ll probably enjoy it too when I finally get my Blackbeard blog’s going. You are an amazing writer, oh so self-indulgent but tbh there’s nothing I dislike about that. We’re both greedy for what we love and we reap what we sow and I just?? Really love you. Michi is an amazing muse and I want to applaud you for keeping him consistent. I’ve seen many « crazy » ocs in my time who were just crazy for the sake of being crazy but your portrayal is always consistent. God knows how hard it is to have a volatile muse and keep it for long but you do it with such ease ( or so it appears ! ) in your roleplays that I am literally awestruck when I read your replies. I love you so much, I hope you spend 2017 doing all the things you like <3

@missprissyperona / @ask-perona / @peronasnegativehollow​ / @sableofmany​ : PAULA im a terrible friend and I know it. I love your Perona, I love you so much but I have a hard time coming up with replies between Croc and Perona in our threads lately. Croc is just snobbing them and I hate it but I don’t want to give you half assed replies so they’re just sitting in my drafts :C Either way!!!! YOU ARE STILL, TO THIS DAY, THE MOST WELCOMING PERSON IN THIS COMMUNITY. You made me open up to the rest of everyone here because of how social and positively persistent you were in communicating with me. ( for lack of better word, persistent, because I’m terrible at keeping in touch with people but you always come talk to me, which I REALLY appreciate ) I love you a whole damn lot as well as your many blogs and muses <3

@tenaxmiles​ : I don’t have a lot to say here because we only have one thread but I really love Katey on my dash :’) Especially her interactions with Michi and Loni. Rip. Sorry Katey, you’re good angst fodder. 

@worldsmostdangerous​ : - Careless whisper plays in the distance - Ayy gurl ;D . Ah, Helena. I could ramble about how much I love your Dragon for hours. I love the way you portray this obscure character so much. There’s little about him known in canon but I’ll be really disappointed in Oda if he doesn’t base his portrayal on yours.  You gave him life and made me love him and get even more interested in the revolutionary army than I already was because of my headcanons. Bless you and I hope you get everything you want in 2017 and then some <3

@7hits​ / @salamandcr​ : SQUINTS LOUDLY AT U. Gimme the Salamandcr I love her so much. Giant girls who antagonize Crocodile are a+ in my books. LOVE ME. ( I love you ). Wish you an amazing new year <3

@chillin-at-partys-bar​ : I miss Shanks and I miss you! I hope life is treating you well and I hope we get to interact again <3 Our exchanges are either hilarious or angsty af and I love the dichotomy between the two and how the dynamic is evolving. Bless you and I wish you nothing but the best in 2017! <3

@menagerie-rp​ : May I just reiterate my love for your Rocinante? He was a character I didn’t love all that much and didn’t care for, to be honest, but your portrayal made me love him. I love the interactions we had and hope we can rp again in the near future! I know I don’t talk much OOC but just like you I’m a bit of a shy nugget. Either way, I just want to tell you that you are always welcome to interact with me and I will keep sending you memes when I see you pop on my dash because I really love your characterization and you in general <3

@alabasti​ : TRUST ME. BEST VIVI. I’ve been roleplaying Croc for over 11 years and you wouldn’t believe the number of terribly ooc vivi I’ve met in that time. ( Going to celebrate 12 years in february, with Croc as a muse ! ) ANYWAY. I’ve always been turned off to rp with Vivi in general because of all those self-inserting mary sues I’ve met and I was reluctant at first to interact with you because of that but you BRING HER TO LIFE instead of bringing your life into her, which I cannot thank you enough for. I’ve never met such a dedicated roleplayer for Vivi that aimed for something else than getting herself captured and f*cked by Croc :’) And though we have a rp that is similar to that theme, Vivi is still in character and I really, really, really appreciate that. I am interacting with a VIVI, finally, after nearly 12 years. It’s so good I want to sob. Thank you so much and I hope we can have a lot more roleplays in the future. I wish you an amazing new year <3

AND TO ALL MY FOLLOWERS ON HERE OR @aquasphyxia, I LOVE YOU ALL! THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME AND ENDORSING MY PORTRAYAL OF CROCODILE. I HOPE WE HAVE A BLAST INTERACTING IN 2017!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!