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tangerinepot · 5 months ago

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hello {natsuo todoroki x reader}

A/N: This is my first fic on tumblr! Wahoo!! I haven't written in a WHILE so please feel free to critique :3. This fic is inspired by the song Hello by Hawk Nelson!

Warnings: small make-out sesh

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NATSUO'S POV:

I'm sitting in the school cafeteria when I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I pull it out to see a message from her.

"Huh?" I ask myself.

"She sent me a Spotify link," my curiosity gets the better of me as I click the link and open Spotify. "Oh, it's a playlist." I click on the first song.

"You never ever leave my mind,"

"Not bad," I think as start walking to my next class. The song keeps playing as I pass her dorm hall. "We've been friends for a while now. I haven't thought much about it but I wonder if she's trying to ask me out by sending me this." thoughts wrestle in my head as I walk a little faster.

I eventually get to class where I pull out my laptop. "Wait, she's in this class.." I remember. Now I'm nervous. Just as she walks in the next part of the song begins to play.

"Wish I could some how let you know,"

"Hey, Y/N!" I say, getting her attention. I motion her to sit next to me. She looks excited. I pause the song and put my headphones away so I can talk to her.

"Hi, Natsu," she says as she sits next to me. Her voice is smooth, like honey. "How've you been? Did you get my text?" She's beautiful too...

"I did! I started listening, though I only got through half of the first song," I say, sounding a little bummed. "Listen.. it looks like these are all love songs. Did you mean something by that..?" I ask, feeling a blush creep up my face.

"Uhm.." she starts "Actually yeah, I was thinking of a way to ask you out but was too scared to ask you straight up haha." "So she does like me..." I think to myself. I can tell she's nervous to admit that.

"So.. do you feel the same?" she asks as I realize I left her hanging. "Oh! Y-yeah. Sorry," I say as I start to blush harder. "Did you wanna... plan something?"

"I'd love that," she says excitedly. "I'm free tomorrow, this weekend, and all of next week!" I think about my plans for the rest of the week. Dinner with Shoto and Fuyumi has gotten kind of boring lately, unless dad's there. But, that just turns into a mess most of the time. I don't think Fuyumi is planning on going to see Mom this weekend either. "Tomorrow sounds great," I tell her. "What time should I come pick you up?"

"Pick me up?" she asks, giggling. "How romantic. What about 7:00?" she says as she starts to blush. "Sounds perfect," I say with a smile. Our professor walks in and begins class before we can say anything else, but we exchange smiles when he isn't looking.

After class I walk with Y/N back to her dorm. Making small talk along the way.

"So, why did you think a playlist was the best way to ask someone out?" I ask. "I'm not sure haha. I've always been a huge music nerd.. that's why I'm studying it here," she replies. "What's your favorite color?" she asks in return. "Blue, like the sea." I say, trying not to give her a dry answer. We talk about classes and professors and homework all the way to her dorm hall, where I drop her off at her dorm.

"See you tomorrow," she winks at me. I start to feel hot as I reply "Y-yeah.. see you then!" "Man, she really gets to me... I don't know how I didn't notice until now," I think as I start to walk out of the building. As I walk back to my dorm room I put my headphones in and press play on the last song that was playing.

"Every time I want to say hello, every time I want to stay, I go."

"Is this really how she feels about me?" I think as I listen. This is a nice feeling. I think I could get used to it. I walk up to my room, open the door, and fall in my bed. For the next hour or two I spend my time looking up at the ceiling thinking about her and what tomorrow will be like. I eventually fall asleep listening to the playlist she sent me.

When 6:00 rolls around, I'm too excited to sit down. I've been ready for hours so now I'm just pacing. I make my way to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror for the fourth time. It's so weird how one moment we were just friends and now I'm getting nervous about going on a date with her. I'm not even sure where to take her. I guess I'll figure that out by the time I get to her dorm. I grab my wallet, keys, and a jacket before heading out the door.

When I pick her up at her dorm, she looks incredible. My breath hitches for a moment when I see her. She's in a blue dress. "Hi Natsuo," she says seductively. She noticed my reaction. I start to blush. "Are you ready for our date? I was thinking we could go to the restaurant across campus." "That sounds great." I tell her as I take her hand.

We get to the restaurant, get seated and order our food. We share a few plates of sushi and talk about how our classes are going. I pay for our meal before leaving the restaurant.

It's cool outside compared to the warmth of the restaurant. We walk a few blocks before Y/N stops and looks up at me. I've never seen more beautiful eyes than her's. She looks at me like she's waiting to tell me something, but she's too scared to say it. "What's wrong?" I ask her, curious. "Natsu.. can I kiss you?" Huh? Earlier she sounded so confident, like she could have taken me at any moment. Now she's nervous about kissing me? My eyes widen as I quietly say "Sure."

She practically dives on me as her lips press against mine. I catch her instinctively. Wait.. am I holding her? I open an eye to see if her feet are on the ground and sure enough, they aren't. Her lips are soft and taste like strawberry. I don't want to be the one to break the kiss so I hold her until she backs off for air. "You're really good at kissing," she giggles. "Thanks.. that was my first." I say, slowly turning red.

When I drop her off at her dorm she looks up at me again. "Tonight was nice," she said softly. "Wanna do it again sometime?" she winks at me. "Of course," I say. As she goes in for another kiss i grab her by her waist, lifting her up and holding her again. My tongue slides in her mouth and she giggles while kissing me. I bite her bottom lip and she moans. We stay like this for a minute or two before I eventually put her down to let her open her door and go inside for the night. Before she closes the door she whispers to me...

"I love you, Natsuo, goodnight."

#natsuo todoroki #natsuo todoroki x reader #natsuo x reader #my hero academia #help i have no idea what i'm doing #Spotify

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exoticalmonde · 7 months ago

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LUNDInium Outskirts /but it's her insane doodles/ PART IV

Me: *Casually watching my operators work on ZT-7 farming* Me: *Looks away for a second* Lessing: "Du kannst rennen, aber ich werde weiter jagen." Me:

I forgot I set all the Leithanien characters to German the day before...

--- Me: *In the base* Poz: "Doctor, if you insist on spending time together, how about we talk about your favourite books?" Me: *Pushes everything off my desk to clear space* "You just need to ask!"

--- There is no doodle for this one, but since it's HorseUncleTM merch, I wanted to show it off because the last part didn't actually feature what I was shown and how insane it looks knowing she has her entire desk COVERED with them.

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How is RI-13 not broke yet living in holes, who knows...? Perhaps the rumours are correct and Dr. Lundi really dealing secretly with firearms on the black market of Sargon. ---

The event of Dr. Lundi half-crying on the bus back home because she couldn't stream to us BUYING the SKIN will be a core memory created based on eternal friendship. I will never be happier to wake up than I am when I see an 'Eve, can I be soggy again?' before being bombarded with Mlynar details and ramblings regardless of what I say.

There's a lot to unpack but I can't possibly ever talk about Mlynar the same way Lundi does in VC. She pulls up receipts proof of her words as well every time she mentions something.

--- We also have a new Pinkie sticker! Wahoo team!!!

Based on this --- Based on this post about our Arknights Yumeship's kid being bullied, I had a little spiral and was just thinking about different scenarios. Out of all the answers given, Kryo's is most direct and... very in character towards his sarkaz/draco child.

Lundi's also leaning towards physical aggression, instant retaliation for their little baba horse.

And then I just... imploded... (This was on the basis of the parents trying to justify their child's behaviour)

While Pinkie is not too interested on the aspect of children we've been trying to involve them more in the Yumeship questions just because their relationship with Swire/Chen is SO wholesome but they're shy to actually indulge. It's alright, we will always be there for the sugarbaby ultramind that is our friend.

You can see this conversation was very important to me.

Which is why this ART IS SO CUTE IM CRYING I LOVE THEM

---

Vigorously searched for the video, but basically, me and the Team were watching Unusual Memes from this one channel and one of them was of a guy who walked up to his neighbour/friend's home camera and said 'Well, you DON'T get to decide when to party, I want you around now.' And well... if that isn't Lundi pulling Dr. Eve out of bed during some of her emotional episodes.

In reference to this, Dr. Pinkie was upset Lundi wasn't just breaking down my door because she usually does that without asking. So some edits were applied and a part 2 has been added:

We all loved everything about this. Thank you Pinkie for always being some of the best designers and always editing things in the funniest way possible.

Me: "It looks like I'm getting kidnapped." Lundi: "Child napper."

... ... ... I JUST NOTICED THIS GIF WAS CREATED??!?!?!?!?!?!?

I'M GETTING TURNED INTO SOURDOUGH HELP ME --- Pinkie stealing Dr. Lundi's food.

--- God forbid I ever sneeze in call

--- And as some of the final doodles there's for this part, allow me a little TW about bugs because I am absolutely terrified of this thing and I am afraid that its arms are longer than mine so I can't even come into reach to kill it.

It's not my fault people make shelves so high up.

#arknights #doctor of ri shenanigans #arknights event #doctor arknights #friendship #friendship banter #memes #arknights gacha #doodles by Lundi #I do not draw any of this #mlynar arknights #arknights pozemka #arknights yumeships #arknights executor #Dr. Lundi #Dr. Eve #Dr. Pinkie #Dr. Kryo

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floralcavern · 1 year ago

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G U Y S. I wrote a story for new OCs! Wahoo!

part 1

part 2

“My goddess,” Volpes said anxiously. “Are you sure this is a good idea? It’s dusk.. you must get some sleep..”

Solaria shook her head, trekking through the forest, her cloak snagging on leaves and branches. “We must keep going and find the pearl.”

“Solaria, you staying up all night is not a good idea. You must charge,” Xavier said sternly.

“Apologies, boys. But if we want to take my father down, we must keep going.”

Volpes pouted and flew in front of her, floating in front of her upside down, stopping her in her tracks.

“My goddess. As your spirit guide, it’s my job to keep you safe and healthy.”

“You aren’t my spirit guide, Volpes. You’re my friend.”

Xavier grabbed Volpes’s tail and pulled him down. “Don’t get in her face like that..”

Volpes pouted and turned his head away from the human.

“Stop fighting, boys,” Solaria said tiredly.

“Yes, ma’am..” they both answered reluctantly, Xavier shooting Volpes a quick glare.

“Ok.. I think the pearl should be around here somewhere..”

“I still don’t get how this pearl will help defeat your dad..” Xavier murmured. “You guys just love keeping me in the dark..”

Solaria exhaled, frustrated. “The pearl of ice was created by The Great God as a backup plan in case any of the main gods go rogue. Each of the main gods has a certain object that was specifically designed to destroy them.”

“So that’s why The Great God hasn’t done anything in taking down Spexik? He’s hoping someone else will do it?” Xavier asked bitterly.

“Don’t disrespect The Great God!” Volpes said harshly. “He can see the future. He has a plan!”

“If you say so..”

“Quiet..!” Solaria said, quickly ducking down, the boys doing the same. “There’s something up ahead..”

“Allow me to check it out, my goddess,” Volpes said, shifting into a fox and stepping through the bushes. What he found were a group of men, wrangling a horse.

How cruel, Volpes thought. But then he realized.. this was no ordinary horse. This was Inor, the steed of karma. He could tell by the glossy, dark red coat with the shifting black symbol on his chest, shifting from a skull to a heart.

Volpes ran back to the bushes and Solaria immediately understood the situation. She closed her eyes and her cloak and dress fell uselessly to the ground. Out from under her clothes, a living fire emerged, rapidly reaching the men.

They screamed as the flames licked and danced against them, singeing their clothes. They attempted to put it out with the water in their canteens. The water managed to weaken Solaria. Before, she would’ve managed to beat these men easily. But with it being dusk, and her being away from the kingdom of the sun for so long, her powers have severely weakened. The flames shook and showered and lowered before attempting to retreat into the trees.

“We have to go help h-!” Volpes began to say, but Xavier sped ahead before letting him finish. Like a flash of lightning, he already had one man down on the ground using only the butt of his sword. Volpes reached out his hand and the flames reached to him, wrapping around his arm, traveling down him, huddling into the fallen clothing and Solaria re-emerged, looking rather pale.

“My goddess..” Volpes said, concerned. “You must rest..”

She looked like she was about to argue, but she swayed back and forth before collapsing. Volpes quickly caught her in time and gently laid her on the grass. “Oh, what do I do..? I can’t use my magic until dawn..” he began to panic and he turned to Xavier, desperate for help, but Xavier was still busy fighting off the men. They were down to one more, who was fighting while holding the reins on Inor. Despite this inconvenience, the man still fought well and Xavier was getting worn out and kept getting pushed back every time Inor would whiny and kick his hind-legs in a panic.

“Dumb horse..” he hissed. “I’m trying to help you!” he exclaimed, slashing at the man. He doubled over, but not before stabbing Xavier’s shoulder. “AGH!”

Inor had enough and saw the opportunity, trampling the man now that he’s released the reigns.

“Xavier!” Volpes, for that moment, forgot about his goddess, and went to Xavier. For years, he’s been doing everything he can to protect him, even before Solaria came into their lives. Instinct always brought him to Xavier first.

He managed to catch him before he fell. His hand hovered over the wound. “You’re gonna be ok!” He looked over to Solaria, still knocked out, and he was panicking. “No, no, no, no.. Xavier, you better be ok!”

Xavier grabbed his hand, squeezing it so tightly, Volpes thought it’d break.

“Dumb fox..” he hissed. “I.. ain’t.. dying.. not on you or her,” he said, his head shifting to look over to Solaria. “This is just.. a minor wound.”

“But you’re losing a lot of blood!”

“JUST PUT PRESSURE ON THE WOUND, DUMBASS!”

“R-right! But you don’t have to yell at me!”

With one hand, he put pressure on Xavier’s shoulder. With the other, he placed it on Solaria’s forehead. What do I do..? Shit, shit, shit.. will Xavier even be able to make it to dawn? I know Solaria is just resting and charging… ughhh.. but it’s not safe here in the open..

He looked up, realizing he was being watched. Looking down on them with pitch black eyes was the large stallion, Inor, the living being of karma.

“Oh.. um.. hello.. look, I don’t know if I’m worthy for good karma, but Xavier is.. he saved you! And Solaria attempted to! And she’s taking down her evil dad!! So, uh.. please HELP US!”

There was a moment of silence before the symbol on the stallion’s chest shifted to a heart and he sped off.

Volpes watched him leave, heart beating. That’s a good sign, right? Please, PLEASE let it be a good sign.

In the dead of night, where all that could be heard was ambiance and staggering breathing of Xavier and Solaria, the soft sound of beads going cling could be heard. Someone was approaching.

Volpes immediately hid his face with his mask. “Show yourself!” He called out.

Out from the brush stepped a gorgeous owl spirit. Her long locks was a shade of light brown and her wings were brown mixed with white flecks, like fallen snow. She seemed to be wearing feathered accessories, until Volpes realized it connected to her body. She wore a mask similar to a barn owl. Volpes had to admit.. she was stunning.

She stepped forward, the beads at the end of her dress clinging together.

“H-hey..” he said, scooting back cautiously. “Who are you?”

She didn’t answer for a moment, before whispering, “Noctua.”

He felt his breath stagger a bit before he relaxed. “Ok.. please.. help us..”

She looked down at Xavier, who was in the worst shape. He was half-passed out and his breathing was slow.

She reached for the canteen on her hip, designed to have the appearance of an owl’s head.

She manipulated the water and surrounded Xavier with it.

“H-hey, what are you doing? Don’t drown him! Humans can’t breathe in water!”

She didn’t respond to him, which pissed him off. “Hey! Didn’t you hear me!” And just like that, a loud crack could be heard and he looked back to Xavier, now in a block of ice.

“XAVIER! What did you do to him!?”

She looked at Volpes coldly and he narrowed his eyes at her. She spread her wings out, holding her arms toward Xavier and slowly it melted. Volpes felt relief that Noctua was listening to him. But the relief didn’t last long when Xavier started melting along with the ice, the water flowing back into her canteen.

“You.. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!” He rushed forward to swipe at her, but something caught his foot.

Solaria was barely conscious, but she shook her head. “No.. stop..” she croaked.

“But.. my go-“

“No..” she said again.

Noctua lifted up her arms. “Fox spirit.. spirit of day..” she said, her voice soft like distant rain. “Your human companion is safe. Water holds life.”

“So.. you turning him into a puddle is a GOOD thing?”

She nodded. Volpes didn’t buy it, but he trusted Solaria.

“All right.. if you say so.”

“Come with me. And bring your other companion. I will lead you to my cottage..” she began to walk ahead.

Volpes looked to Solaria. “Are you sure this is a good idea, my goddess..?”

Solaria grunted, barely able to speak, simply nodding.

He sighed lifted her up into a bridal carry and reluctantly began to follow Noctua.

#Writers of tumblr #writers on tumblr #ocs #story writing #Frozen Sunspot

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alyosiuscreightonward · 1 year ago

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-H-

That faded blue 1996 Range Rover Defender pulled into the driveway and Melouk jumped out. He really hadn’t noticed the huge blacked out Chevy Suburban parked on the street a few houses down from his. As he was walking toward the front door, he had the keys in one hand and the other hand laden with an oversized canvas bag that smelled like the barn. He was going as fast he could because he had to micturate like a race horse. He heard a noise and looked around.

Four rather large defensive linemen in black suits came up on him. Melouk shrieked, dropping the canvas bag and then started swinging the lanyard with his keys as if it was a bolo.

The men kept walking towards him. The makeshift bolo Melouk was swinging around didn’t bother them.

One spoke, “Melouk Al-Shaawari. Omar and Habiba are wanting an audience with you. You should go inside, pack a bag and get your passport. You have thirty minutes.” Melouk stopped dead in his tracks and the lanyard was slowing down but kept swinging.

“FUCK YOU,” he screamed at the men.

“You will comply. If not, you will be getting on the plane regardless,” the spokesman told him. Just then, Waleed’s phone rang.

“Hank, my man, you got good news for me,” he queried. Hank was telling him that the deal would work for everyone involved and he asked Waleed how fast could he get to the only city in the world, New York City. He had no time to waste and Hank said that there’s a flight leaving in about ninety minutes from Atlanta.

“Dude, I’ll be on that flight,” he said and as he hung up on Hank, he let out a loud wahoo!!

Cesare and I were at The Hilton with our friends. As they were getting off the elevator, a young black woman was chasing a middle aged man, who was trying desperately to get into the elevator and away from her, with a hair dryer and was barely dressed.

“Motherfucker, I will kill you,” she yelled at him. We all just plastered ourselves on the walls and didn’t move.

We watched as the elevator doors closed in her face. She looked right at us and said, “His Amex got declined and nothing’s free.” We were gobsmacked and we watched her go back into her room. Myself and the four men I was with just burst out laughing. The amount of alcohol we consumed was aiding us in our laughing at what we had just witnessed.

The boys gathered their luggage and we were back at the car. As we headed to the airport, Cesare came out and convinced me that we should go with them. I’m beat tired and to be honest I didn’t want to be on a plane with them. Look, I love Torjen, Steve-O, Mikhales and I love my Cesare more, but after the dinner we had, they’ll be fast asleep before we get on the tarmac. Though picking up a little something from Bergdorf-Goodman was not easy for me to refuse. Plus the idea of walking down 5th Avenue wasn’t to be denied.

Oh. To hell with it all. I’m going. The barn would be just fine without me for a couple days. I’ve got faith in Molly and Charlotte that they’d make sure it doesn’t burn down. Fuck, yeah. I’m coming back to you, my old friend, Manhattan. I’m just relieved that The Limelight is gone. I’d be under the jail for the shenanigans that happened there. I’m going to say it here, it’s true, I was apart of “The Bridge and Tunnel Set” and I’ve never owned a scrunchie.

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christopher-bangnaldoskzz · 3 years ago

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Can you maybe do a love triangle between Chan Y/N And Felix?? ((If you get what I mean))

Like both of them keep fighting over Y/N but eventually none of them becomes Y/N’s lover but SeungMin does becuase the guys asked “you have to chose, Me or Felix.”

Something like that (:

Minho/Chan/Felix X Reader

Thank you lovely for you request, as always i love doing request so thank you for you submission.

I know you PM'd me you want to change to MInho so i have done this for you :)

Guys if you want to read a minho's POV please comment below.

Masterlist

You have been friends with Minho for your entire life, it was the summer of 22, and you are just about to start school again.

Minho

“Come to the beach with me,” he texts Minho had finished his summer dance school and could finally spend some time with you.

Y/N

“Okay…..fine, I’ll come” you had been working so hard this summer on your body and being healthy. It was time to show it off to the world.

Minho

“Yessss….oh some of my friends from dance school will be there” oh shit…..dance school friends, now your back to being self-conscious.

Y/N

“Oh, okay….now I’m nervous” you realise Minho hasn’t seen you in 3 months.

Minho

“Don’t be nervous….they will love you…..and if they don’t….I’ll kick their ass”

Y/N

“How many of us are going?”

Minho

“There’s chan, Felix, I.N, Seungmin, hyujin, changbin, Han, you and me.”

Y/N

“Oh, awesome, no girls” that was sarcasm, by the way.

Minho

“Ha, funny…..no just you” Minho had always seen you as one of the guys.

Y/N

“Pick me up?”

Minho

“YAS WAHOO”

……

So Minho picks you up, and you are wearing a cute black bikini. You would have never worn this three months ago. Minho beeps the horn. You walk outside. He has opened the boot for you to put your bags in.

You walk to the back in a sundress and hat.

“Hold up…..what the fuck “ he lifted your sundress, “you are so skinny. You smack his hand and the sundress falls.

“Your such a perv,” you smirked.

“We have to pick up Felix on our way,” he said, opening the door for you. He had done this since you were little.

“Okay, sounds good” he closed the car door and walked around. He seemed flustered for some reason.

It was a short trip to Felix’s place. Minho pulls up and beeps the horn. “Felix is nice to you while like him” he squeezed your leg no big deal; Minho had always been affectionate towards you.

“Hi…I’m Felix” his voice was so deep, he had a funny accent as well that made you giggle.

“Y/N,” you say, holding your hand out the window to shake his.

“Wait, your Y/N…. You look nothing like the photo Minho showed us” he smiled, shaking my hand back. He was so, for lack of a better word, beautiful, blond longish hair. Honestly, Felix was your ideal type.

“Minho,” you playfully hit his shoulder, “what photo did you show them, god” Minho laughed

“All the good ones,” he smirked, turning his head to see Felix get into the car.

…..

Minho pulls up to the beach, finding a car park next to the entrance. “Hold on,” Minho screams getting out of the car, of course, to open your door. Felix looked confused at first but didn’t think much of it.

“Minho, you have to stop opening the door for me,” you said.

“Yeah, I will….when I’m dead,” he laughed. You didn’t find it funny at all.

“Stop, that’s not funny”

he looked at you and grinned inches from your face. “Take this, you muppet” you slammed the beach bag into his chest.

Felix grabbed the beach chair from your hands “allow me,” he smiled, putting his Sunny’s on.

You follow behind them to show you can only assume they are the other boys. Minho put the stuff down and introduced you to the group. “Y/N the boys…..boys Y/N” he was out of breath. The beach bag wasn’t light.

“How’s it going,” one boy said. You looked up. Your jaw just about hit the sand. Where do you begin the muscles, the smile, the way you could get lost in his brown eyes, did I mention you liked his powers. You could feel the heat in your eyes form. You had to shake yourself out of it.

“How’s what, sorry,” you said, confused about what did that even meant.

“He means, how are you?” Felix translated.

“Oh, haha….good thanks,” you smile at him. He grabbed the back of his neck, which flexed his biceps. You almost feel weak at the knees.

“Okay….cool cool cool…..I’ll do your back. You do mine?” Minho was shaking the bottle at me.

“Yeah, sure” you reach to grab the bottle. Minho, however, put some in your hand.

You rub it into Minho’s shoulders and back. Once done, you lightly slap his back. He popped some more sunscreen in his hands and turned around. He sunscreens you up and squeezes your waist when he is done making you yelp because you are so ticklish.

“Oh, sorry, forgot” he popped his Sunny’s on, and all the boys went down to the water. You sunbake for a bit so your back can tan. After a while, you roll over to your stomach. When you do that, you see Minho’s friend with the muscles coming out of the water like he’s a Baywatch actor—running his fingers through his hair.

“I’m chan,” he says, grabbing two drinks of water out of the esky and handing one to you.

“Nice to meet you, chan” you smile as he sits next to you on his towel.

“How long have you known Minho for” he was just sitting on his towel, so you sit up. You move your hair to one slide revealing your collar bone chan is now darting his eyes around your body.

“Since we were like 5 or 6,” you smile “he’s like my older brother,” you laugh.

Chan was smiling “so, do you have a boyfriend?” He said nervously. He once again grabbed the back of his neck.

“No, I don’t actually….boys don’t tend to go for me” you were being honest boys had never seen you as beautiful.

“What!…..well, I can change that,” he said softly. I pretend like I didn’t hear it, then Felix walks up. “I hope Chan isn’t being too annoying,” he laughs, “dude doesn’t shut up most days” he grabs his towel and drys his body.

“No….he’s okay,” you laugh. Chan awkwardly joins in.

“So what school do you guys go to,” you asked out of Curiosity.

“Y/S/N,” they both say in sync.

“What really? How come I’ve never seen you there” you surely would have noticed their two boys before.

“We just transferred there,” Felix said, sitting on the sand.

So on your way home, you had two other people in the car, so you sat next to Felix in the back. You could feel your eyes closing as you fell asleep you must have rested your head on his shoulders.

“Y/N,” Minho said softly.

“Mmmmmmm,” you said still with your eyes closed. You suddenly felt someone scoop you up and carry you inside.

“God…..this is so not what I wanted to do today,” Minho winged as he pushed your door open with his foot. He laid you down on the bed, moving your hair from your face. You could hear him leaving.

……..

The next day you woke up for school “oh come on……..noooooooo, I don’t want to go” you look at your phone.

Minho

“Get up. I’m here.”

Y/N

“Ewww, go without me.”

Minho swings open your door “get up, have a shower, you smell…..let’s go chan and Felix need us today” he pushes a fresh towel into your chest.

…….

Fantastic senior year, wahoooo NOT, you hated everything about this place except Minho. You walk in and collect your lock for your locker. “Y/N….we found you” you turn around, “Felix,” you hug him. He holds on just a little too long.

“Where chan,” you ask.

“Not sure he told me to meet him out front” he smiled.

“Let’s go,” you smiled, holding his arm and walking him through the crowd.

“Hmmm, where could he be” suddenly you hear.

“Felix,” that must be chan you pull Felix towards the voice.

“Hey….you found Y/N” chan smiled, but it was short-lived when he looked down at you holding Felix’s arm.

“Hey, chan,” you hug him tight. He left his hand on your lower back after the hug as you turned around to walk away from him, still not letting go. You don’t mind. I mean, the guy is super sexy.

“Where is Minho” Felix said

“Probably scoping out his options for girls this year,” you noticed chan had let go of your back. Then you see Minho walking over with three locks.

“Here you two go, let me show you to your lockers” what was with Minho by now He should have already been talking to a girl trying to win his first girlfriend of the year.

Minho quickly distracted chan “can I talk to you” Felix pulled you aside.

“Sure,” you smiled “what’s up.”

“I’m just going to put it out there….I know we’ve only just met, but would you like to go on a date with me maybe” he was so shy, twiddling his thumbs.

“Of course, Felix,” you admired his bravery takes a lot of courage to ask someone out.

He grins so wide you can see his gums “awesome…this weekend?”

“Sure, I’m free,” Minho notices you two are falling behind.

“Hurry up, you two,” he says, walking back and dragging me by my wrist.

“You have to get the locker next to mine,” Minho said, stopping me in front of my new locker.

“Okay, Minho….didn’t need to pull so hard,” I said, pulling my wrist away.

You carried on with your school day as usual, but as the day came to a close, Minho had found his first victim of the year, a new girl named Daisy.

“Yo, so is it cool if chan drops you home….I think I have a real shot here with daisy” no surprise to you, most days. You were left to find your way home, at least this time. Chan was able to pull through.

“Yeah, sure,” chan rocks up behind you with his backpack, and Minho pats his shoulder “cheers,” Minho walks off and tries to find daisy.

“Do you know what I’m being thanked for?” He was so confused.

“Minho's way of asking if you could take me home so he can make out with daisy,” I said, pulling my bag over my shoulder.

“Sure……Felix was looking for you to say goodbye before” he smiled as we walked to his car.

“Thanks for this,” you said, opening the door to his car.

“As if I would leave you here,” he smiled, hopping in.

“So you’ll have to show me where you live” he turned on the car and drove out of the school.

……..

On the way home, chan was acting funny, “sooooo….ahhhh…you seeing anybody?” Chan was acting all shy.

“No….why that” you looked at him.

“I was thinking we could go to dinner…..not this weekend next” for a person that looks as good as chan to be shy to ask you out, WOW.

“Sure I’m free” two boys in one day, a new record. Your old record was none, so winning.

He relaxed a little he started tapping the stirring wheel and humming the song. I started tapping my leg when I felt his hand lock fingers with mine. “Smooth chan,” you thought to yourself. You turned your head to him. He quickly pulled his hand away.

“I am so sorry” he looked at you and pulled over to the side of the road.

“It’s okay…just shocked me” you turned to look at him.

“It’s just a habit,” he said with his hand covering his face. The habit was a funny word to use for what just happened.

“Habit” you question

“Shit… no, I’m mean yes….okay be for moving here six months ago my girlfriend broke up with me…..I always used to drive her home from school. I just forgot” he was so ashamed. “The hand on the back today as well. I’m sorry…. I just really think you are cool” it was cute how he confessed his thoughts to you.

“It’s okay…it’s just the only person who’s held my hand was Minho…so I’m sorry if I upset you” you felt safe enough with him to confess your inexperience with boys.

“What’s up with you too anyway,” he said, changing the subject.

“What do you mean?”

“We’ll have you too ever dated?” He added

“No, never, he’s just my best friend,” you smile. Minho has never shown interest in you; he ditched you for daisy.

“Okay…just checking” he pulled back into the road and continued to drive you home.

……

You found it weird that chan would ask you that question because to you, Minho was like your twin. You thank chan and leave the car; however, the following days after Minho had gone all strange, had something happened between daisy and Minho? Girls were practically begging Minho to pay attention to them. He had a stone-cold look on his face. You decided to pull him aside.

“Minho, what’s wrong with you?” You said, shaking his shoulders.

“Huh……are you going out with Felix on Saturday?” He said it like a weight had lifted off his shoulders.

“Yeah, is that okay” you were confused about why this conversation was happening.

“It’s fine….but did you also agree to go on a date with chan the week after?” Oh shit, I see why he had been so sheepish.

“Oh, shit, do they know?”

“No, thank god they each told me separately” he pulled me even further away from them.

“You’ve never even kissed someone. You're going on dates with two experienced guys” he made a perfect point. You had never kissed anyone, and it was only the other day you held hands with a guy for the first time.

“Fuck Minho…..you have to help me please” you were desperate. Minho's face was shocked.

“Meeeee,” he couldn’t believe you wanted his help on kissing.

“Please, you are my only friend. You have to have tips” with the number of girls he kissed.

“Okay fine, meet me by my car. I’ll drive you home” he walked away and looked angry like you had just burdened him.

……..

You were so nervous during science with Felix that you couldn’t help but bounce your leg.

“Spot it,” Felix whispered and grabbed your lower thigh. Again you were in a situation that hasn’t happened to you before. “Thank you” Felix goes back to writing his assessment like he didn’t just feel you up. You ran out of that class so quickly grabbed your school bag, waiting by Minho's car.

“Need a ride today?” Chan had parked beside Minho.

“No, Minho said he’d take me” you smiled and tucked your hair behind your ear.

“Okay, have fun,” chan got into his car and started driving out of the schoolyard.

“Okay, you ready… mine or yours,” he winked.

“Lee Minho….this is serious,” you said, getting in the car.

“Fine, mine it is. No one is home” the drive to his house was longer usual. You finally Pull up to Minho's house, and he once again opens the door. You walk in and take your shoes and place them next to your mag at the door.

“Okay, so let go, casual shall we sit on the couch” he walks over and pats the seat next to him. You sit down and rotate your body to face him.

“Okay, tips, please,” you smile, excited to learn how to kiss.

“I’m more of a doer, so let’s see where you are, national” he was nervous.

“Ahhh, okay, like a kiss,” you replied

“If that’s okay, I like to see what I’m working with” he became awkward and understandable. We have known each other practically forever and have never done something like this.

“Okay, that’s fine with me” you give him a warm smile.

“Okay…cool….so scenario he’s taken you out to a nice restaurant for dinner…..he drives you home, and as he pulls up to your house, he will most likely place his hand on your thigh like so” he places his hand on your upper thigh. “Now he’s either going to do to things….he will slowly Caress your thigh…..or my favorite squeeze” he squeezed your thigh making you feel gitty kinda.

“Then what” you were Curious as to what would happen next.

“Then you as a girl have two options…….lean in, or if you are disinterested….open the car door and leave” he was staring so lovely into your eyes.

“Okay, like this” you slowly move your body to Minho and lean in slightly. Minho rushes in a while, squeezing your thigh before his lips meet yours. You wrap your arms around his neck and start to kiss back. Minho moves his hands up to your waist and squeezes while pulling you onto his lap. Minho once again moved his hands to your ass, squeezing your ass. This made you pull back.

“Okay, so was that good” once you said that, Minho snapped out of it, removing his hands and pushing you back down to the couch.

“Yeah….I think you’ll be fine” he smiled, getting up.

He took you home after, and it was honestly awkward. You hope you haven’t just made a big mistake.

…….

Saturday comes around, Felix takes you to this cake decorating class.

“I hope you don’t mind if we share,” Felix said as the teacher started talking.

“No, not at all,” you smile. Felix was behind you, guiding your hands as you pipped the frosting on. A group of older ladies behind you “look at that cute couple…to be that young and in love again.” Felix chuckled a little you turned your head to look at him he looked back. Next thing you know, you have frosting on the tip of your nose and lip.

“Felix, did you do that on purpose” you laugh

“It was so I could do this” he leans in very quickly but softly and kisses you. You thought you would feel gritty like you had when Minho kissed you but nothing.

“What’s wrong with me….was the kiss too quick,” you thought to yourself.

You continued with your date like ordinary. You guys finish the cake and pack up “wow….the cake looks like shit,” Felix laughed.

You looked down and laughed because he was not wrong and didn’t look like the teacher's cake. When you started the class, it was the afternoon. By the time it finished, the sun had gone down, and it was dinner time.

“It’s getting late. I should take you home” He wasn’t wrong. You told your mother you would be home in time for dinner.

“Thank you for today” you smile up at him.

He gets closer to you and grabs both of your hands, putting them in his jumper pockets. “No, thank you” he smiled down at you. Okay, here it is, the moment where it will happen for real this time. You lean up on your tippy-toes, and Felix leans in, removing his hands from his pocket. He placed one hand on your lower back and the other on your jaw. His lips were full, and again, he softly kissed your lips. This time was different from the first. You didn’t get gitty like you thought you would, but it was terrific.

Felix took his time on the kiss. He would pull back to catch his breath and then straight back in for another. Your lips were swollen as you got into the car.

��…..

You got home, the first thing you did was call Minho. “Omg, Minho, hello” sounded like he wasn’t well.

“Hello,” he sounded like he had a stuffy nose.

“Are you okay, Minho?” All your thoughts about the date didn’t matter at this point. You were just concerned if Minho was okay.

“Just feel a little sick is all,” you heard on the other end “tell me how it went?” You could listen to him roughly around.

“Good,” you smiled

“Did you kiss him” Minho sounded excited

“He kissed me,” you squealed

“That’s great,” he sounded sarcastic.

“Minho, are you sure you are okay…. Do you need me to come over” it broke your heart to hear your friend was so sick.

“No…..I think I just want to sleep” you could hear him tossing and turning.

“Okay, goodnight” you were still excited about your date

“Goodnight,” Minho hung up.

…….

Monday before school, Minho texts you.

Minho

“I’m out front.”

You wonder out front and get into the car, “how are you feeling?” Minho was confused.

“Huh?” He frowned.

“Weren’t you sick Saturday?” You wanted to confirm as you thought you looked crazy.

“Oh yeah….not to worry, I’m all good now,” he said, starting the car. The car ride was a little awkward. The whole week was uncomfortable for you and Minho.

Thursday, you texted him to clear the air.

Y/N

“Is everything okay between us?”

Minho

“Yes, why?”

Y/N

“You seem distant.”

Minho

“I’m just a little busy is all.”

Y/N

“Okay, sorry”

Minho didn’t reply. The anger inside started to build up, so you texted Felix, “fuck Minho, I’m so over him being childish.”

Y/N

“What are you up to? Want to hang out?”

Felix

“Like now?”

Y/N

“Yeah, now”

Felix

“I’m with chan.”

Fuck I forgot they hung out almost every day.

Y/N

“Sweet, bring him too….no Minho today.”

Felix

“Minho said he was with you.”

So Minho is lying to the whole group, so things were not right.

Chan

“Be over in 10 ☺️”

Y/N

“Okay, see you soon.”

You got dressed, and suddenly, your doorbell rang. Chan and Felix were standing there “so shall we go out to eat.” Chan grinned. Felix was looking at him weirdly. The car ride there was awkward because Felix seemed a bit uncomfortable.

“So, for our date on Saturday, what would you like to do?” Chan said, trying to make conversation. Then it hit you why Felix was so quiet. Chan had told him about your date.

“Ummmmmm, we can talk about it later” you smile, and chan grabs you a hand while he drives you to let go and fix your hair in the mirror. Chan gets the hint and goes back to driving.

“Fuck, this is so awkward,” you thought, reaching for your phone.

Felix

“Should I tell him, or will you?”

Y/N

“It’s just one date, Felix.”

Felix

“Then what’s with the handhold?”

Y/N

“I don’t know.”

Felix

“Oh, you don’t know….do you like him?”

Y/N

“ I don’t know.”

Felix

“Do you like me”

Y/N

“Felix come on, don’t be like this”

Felix

“Fine…….have your one date…..but I’m telling him about us TONIGHT.”

You screenshot Felix’s message and sent it to Minho.

Y/N

“Minho help”

Minho doesn’t reply, which is not like him at all. Could he be siding with Felix?

……

Even though the night was awkward, Felix did say anything to chan. You were so grateful. You had a lot of fun. The night's end came, and Felix offered you a ride home. You took his offer.

“I’m sorry I overreacted tonight” Felix grabbed your hand as he drove down the street. You were mad. Why would he react like you aren’t his.

“You did.”

Felix did not let go of your hand the whole way home, it was comforting, but you still couldn’t believe he threatened you. He pulled up to your house. You kissed him on the cheek and got out of the car.

“Bye Felix,” you sounded upset.

“I really am sorry,” he said as you closed the door.

You walk down your driveway and get a text from Minho.

Minho

“Omg….are you okay….what happened”

Y/N

“Nothing happened….thankfully.”

Minho

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there.”

Y/N

“Where are you, Minho?”

Minho

“Hard to explain.”

…….

Saturday came around quickly. You wore a little black dress and did your makeup and hair. Chan met you at the door with some flowers.

“Flowers for me,” you smiled

He gave you a big grin and held your hand to the car while your parents waved goodbye. Your dress was maybe a little too short, making the ride to the restaurant uncomfortable. Chan gave you his jumper to put over your lap. You get to this lovely Japanese restaurant and sit down.

“Hi could I get you anything,” the lovely waiter said.

You and chan order and eat dinner.

“Did you maybe want to go on a walk with me” he grabbed your hand softly.

“Sure,” you smiled. Chans for went off. His mood changed instantly.

“Chan, what’s wrong?” He scoffed.

“Are you dating Felix” chan's hand let go of yours

“Fuck” you thought to yourself.

“No, I’m not. Why?”

“Because he texted me…..he said I should know that he went on a date with you and you two kissed” he was scrolling through the message.

“Yes, we did….but I’m not dating him” you squeezed his hand.

“Why didn’t you tell me the other night” chan was looking at you, confused.

“I don’t know.”

“Well, I’m not going to compete with my best friend, so you will have to choose,” right as chan said, you heard.

“Y/N” you knew that voice anywhere, Minho. You turn your head and see Minho walking with his hand in a daisy. Your heart broke. Is this who Minho had been ditching you for. Your eyes begin to water, and Minho's face changes. He immediately lets go of daisy's hand.

“Y/N what wrong,” you could hear him say, but you ran off, Minho chasing after you leaving chan with daisy.

“Please, Minho, goes away,” you said, wiping your tears. You started to shiver due to it being so cold.

“Take this” he put his jacket over your shoulders. You hugged him so tightly he just kissed the top of your head, and daisy and chan walked around the corner.

“What did you say to her chan” Minho starts to get standoffish.

“The truth is she’s playing Felix and me” he wasn’t lying.

“That’s not nice….she’s never had a relationship before….give her a break,” Minho was stroking your back.

“Why are you protecting her….don’t tell me you like her to……god, I should have known better. Pretty girls are always sluts” chan said, frustrated.

“So what if I do chan…what are you going to do” he let go of you. Minho walked toward chan.

“MINHO…..STOP” Minho froze and turned around to face you.

“Please just take me home,” you continued to cry.

Minho looked back at chan and grabbed your hand, walking away towards his car. He opened the door for you, waiting until you where in. He buckled your seat belt and walked to the other side, getting in. Minho was furious.

“You should have let me punch him back there” he squeezed the steering wheel.

“I kinda deserve it…..I don’t know what I was thinking” Minho glanced over at you.

“You have to stop talking down about yourself….you did not deserve that….. you're not dating either of them….you deserve better.”

“Ha, funny…..if you find someone, give them my number, please,” you scoffed. You were so hurt by what chan had said to you.

“What about me?” Minho pulled over.

“Minho, doesn’t be stupid” you can’t believe he would joke about this to you now.

“I’m not joking……date me….since our kiss….I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you” he lowered his head in shame.

“Shit, he felt it too,” you thought to yourself.

“Minho…..I don’t know what to say” Minho took off his seatbelt, placing his hand under your chin. He lifted your head a little to align you with his lips. He leaned in and softly kissed you. Your heart started to flutter. You found yourself moving your lips in sync with Minho’s. You pulled back to catch your breath.

Minho just stared at you, trying to put the pieces of what he just did together. You had no idea what came over you, but you quickly unbuckled your seatbelt and jumped onto

Minho's lap.

“What are you doing,” he said before you kissed him once more.

“I couldn’t help but compare every kiss after that moment to yours” you kiss him again he parts his lips slightly to let your go into his mouth. You have never wanted someone’s touch as much as you wanted Minho’s.

“So does this mean yes” he pulled back.

“Minho….if you don’t take me home and take this dress off me now,” Minho pushed you off him, you fell back into the seat.

“Yess ma’am…..so your place then,” he smirked.

“Yeah, no one is home” he placed his hand on your thigh and sped off to your house.

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amortentia → kth

–pairing: gryffindor!taehyung x gryffindor!reader

–genre: hogwarts au, enemies to lovers, fluff

–words: 3.7k

–warnings: none, except a teeny tiny dirty joke in the end (?), oh and this was unedited sorry i’m in class, also i mention cedric so just pretend he’s alive ok

–summary: you’re surprised to smell the scent of the boy you constantly don’t get along with coming from the famous, but most dangerous, love potion in the world.

–a/n: uh so i’ve been obsessing over harry potter again for the past month askdlaksdj anyways here’s a short drabble i thought of when i got sidetracked planning my next smau wahoo oh yeah this was also inspired by that one scene where they sniff the potion lol

permanent taglist: @100percent-dum-dum @mochisjoon @boraength @rageyoudamnednerd

You hurriedly walked into your Potions class with your books clutched to your chest.

Potions has always been your favorite class and no doubt were you skilled at it. Your friends often had to ask for your help when it came to brewing, and an added plus was that you often gained house points for your flawless work. The class was normally held by Snape, who greatly terrified and intimidated a lot of students, but there were certain changes made this year that resulted in a different professor teaching the class.

Students were evidently happy about the sudden change of professors. Walking into Potions back then would instantly result in a quiet room and anxious-looking faces with no one daring to speak. It was a bit strange now, albeit refreshing, to hear the buzz of students chatting and actually smiling in the room while waiting for the class to begin.

Professor Slughorn stood at the center of the room in front of a long table where several cauldrons were spread out, emanating a variety of colored fumes and causing a mixture of different smells to fill the room.

The combination of different smells was something you were already used to—normally they were undistinguishable and almost smelled like something close to nothing, but today there was one scent that stood out, one that was strangely captivating.

Fighting to keep your mind from falling into a trance, you could feel yourself being pulled by the scent. Never before have you sniffed something so alluring, so entrancing— so dizzying, it almost smelled like—

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a group of students laughing and rushing into the room, causing you to snap out of it. Your head immediately turns to find the source.

There Taehyung stood with his friends who were all fixing their robes as if they just ran a hundred miles to get to the room. They were only standing but they all looked so bright, even you couldn’t deny they were attractive. Though you got on with his friends well, Taehyung just seemed to love annoying you every minute of the day. He especially loved teasing you through uncalled for flirting and a plethora of dirty jokes—and though you could easily retaliate, it was amusing to see you try and hide how flustered you’d get because of it. Because of this, all your interactions resulted in numerous banters, inevitably making it official that you two would never get along peacefully without one riling up the other (which was mostly you).

He found it amusing, whereas you found it annoying.

You glared at him, watching as he ran his hand through his hair while sending a sheepish smile over to your professor.

“Sorry we’re late professor, almost forgot our books,” Taehyung smiled, holding up his copy of Advanced-Potion Making.

Professor Slughorn simply smiled and waved for them to hurry, “No problem, m’boy! Good to see you, good to see you—now, gather ‘round everyone!”

As if he could’ve gotten away with that if Snape were around, you thought and rolled your eyes. You could almost hear Snape from a distance with his low voice muttering a “Ten points from Gryffindor.”

Taehyung catches your eyes rolling as students began to huddle around the different cauldrons. As you and your friends made your way towards one of the potions on the table, you fail to notice Taehyung excusing himself from his friends and moving past other students to walk over to where you were, a smirk forming on his lips.

The seductive scent your mind was previously clouded with has suddenly gotten stronger, and it wasn’t long before you were able to distinguish one of them: a scented candle that had an oddly specific scent of blackcurrant berries and roses. Your brows knit in confusion at the familiar scent of combined fire and fragrance as you whip your head around to look for the person you knew often smelled like this.

Sure enough, he was right there standing behind you. Did he burn all of his candles? Why does he smell so strongly today? Taehyung places his hands on your shoulders, steadying you from looking around too much. He bends his head low and moves close to your ear.

“Saw you rolling your eyes there, y/l/n,” He whispers, trying to look discreet. The scent engulfs you even more—probably because his hair seems to absorb it all, and though you’re not exactly repulsed by it (you were pulled, even, though you’d never admit that), you try to act nauseated. “Darling, do I bother your thoughts that much?” He teases.

“Psh, please, Kim. You wish I was thinking of you,” You faked a gag. “And move—” You push his hands off your shoulders and wave your hand around your face as if to waft away something pungent, “I don’t know why but this room seems to smell an awful lot like you. It’s suffocating.”

Taehyung raises a brow, and looks at you with a confused look before talking in a not-so-discreet and surprised tone, “Me? You know, I was actually gonna say the same about you. It smells like your shampoo in here.”

“My shampoo? You’re literally right behind me!” You retorted through gritted teeth.

“No, I know! But like, it’s everywhe—“

“Now then,” Slughorn’s voice was much louder now, cutting Taehyung off, “Can anyone tell me what this potion is? Maybe Mr. Kim?” He asks, pointing to one of the cauldrons on his right. He definitely heard Taehyung talking.

Taehyung moves closer so he was standing next to you now. He stares into the cauldron, finding a colorless and odorless potion, but Taehyung only looks at him in confusion.

“Sir, is this Veritaserum?” Taehyung asks, his eyes narrowing in thought, “I don’t think it’s supposed to smell like anything, but I can’t really tell cause it smells like y/l/n in here—“

“Oh dear, my bad, sorry!” With a knowing smile, Slughorn covers one cauldron and suddenly the room stopped smelling like Taehyung. Taehyung seemed to be thinking the same thing because he looked back at you with a blank look on his face before turning back to the cauldron.

“It’s Veritaserum,” He concludes, “It’s a colorless and odorless potion that forces the drinker to tell the truth.” “Very good!” Slughorn praises him, “Now, can anyone tell me what this is?” Slughorn continues to ask students around to identify what kind of potion has been brewed along with its function. You raise your arm up every time and Taehyung laughs at how eager you look every moment that you do, earning him a death glare each time. Slughorn doesn’t call you once, but he finally does in the end.

“Now, Miss y/l/n. I know you know all the potions well, so would you do the honor of telling us what this one is?” Slughorn reopens the cauldron he had previously shut when Taehyung was identifying Veritaserum, and suddenly the room smells like him again.

Why does the scent make you feel comfortable yet nervous all at once?

You move towards the brew, heart pumping a little too loudly in your chest. You had your suspicions on what that potion really was, but that couldn’t be it, right?

Taehyung probably just burned all his candles or something, that’s why his scent was so strong today.

But upon seeing the liquid in the cauldron, you could already identify what it was by its distinctive mother-of-pearl sheen along with the characteristic spirals rising out of it.

“Amortentia,” You spoke, trying to sound calm. Taehyung, who was also secretly good in potions, looked up in shock and moved from his position to a place where he could clearly see your face to see your reaction.

“Very good! Will you tell us more about it?” Slughorn continued.

You nod in response, “Yes, well… It’s the most powerful love potion in the world. It’s supposed to smell differently to each of according to what attracts us.” You stopped. Maybe he wasn’t going to ask you what you could smell, but before you could move back, Slughorn trailed on.

“Correct! Now, can you describe what it is that you smell?” Slughorn smiled before turning to the rest of the class, “You all will have the chance to sniff it too.”

Your eyes widen and you gulped nervously as you moved back closer to the potion. You forced a smile and nodded to your professor before leaning into the cauldron and wafting the scent towards you.

“I smell…” You stared into the liquid before recognizing several scents, “Fresh paint… scented candles…”

You could feel your heart beating out of your chest. Were you actually smelling Taehyung in amortentia? Taehyung, who would endlessly annoy the life out of you whenever he had the chance? Taehyung, who would argue with you over trivial things like food preferences? Taehyung, who recently kept “running into you” and ended up hanging out with you cause it “couldn’t be helped”? Taehyung, who would stay with you until late at night while you studied in the common room because you shouldn’t be “out there alone”?

Taehyung, who annoyed you but made you feel empty whenever he wasn’t around?

Or maybe it wasn’t actually him you were smelling. Maybe it’s just his scent that rubbed off on someone else? You couldn’t possibly be attracted to him when all you did was annoy each other and get on the other’s nerves.

But then again, you’ve never had a day where he failed to make you smile.

The final scent, proving that it really was him these scents were associated with, made you subconsciously glance over at him who was eyeing you with much curiosity. You quickly looked away and stared back at the liquid, feeling the heat spread upon your face and ears before quietly muttering, “…and strawberries.”

Your friends all stared at you in shock because even they knew the whole world associated strawberries with the one and only Kim Taehyung because it was his favorite fruit, after all. Walking back to your place, you kept a good distance from you and the cauldron to avoid being too immersed in the smell, now wanting it to be as far away as you kept mentally denying what just happened.

Taehyung stifled a laugh and tried to press his lips together to suppress himself from forming a wide grin. Slughorn, who caught onto what was happening, thanked you before calling onto Taehyung again.

“And what about you, Mr. Kim? Could you tell us what you smell in amortentia?” Slughorn motioned for him to move over. Taehyung looked nervous, he obviously wasn’t expecting himself to be called again. He gulps nervously and charmingly tries to offer someone else to sniff the potion, but Slughorn declines and tells him that he should do it.

Taehyung didn’t want to do it, but now he found himself forced to.

Now your only problem was the whole world now knew what—or rather, who attracted you. You knew Taehyung would smell someone else in that potion, it’s probably why he’s so against sniffing it right now. Like you said, all you did was annoy each other. You couldn’t expect him to like you back, could you? You could feel the embarrassment coming as Taehyung moved forward.

You kept your eyes on the floor, avoiding any form of eye contact with the boy you suddenly realized you had feelings for. Taehyung kept looking at you before focusing on the potion and leaning into the cauldron, wafting the scent towards him.

“I still smell your shampoo,” Taehyung spoke. You frown before looking up to see him looking at you. You could feel everyone’s attention transfixed on the both of you, eyes darting back and forth from you to him in amusement.

“It smells sweet, like flowers,” He continued wafting, “I also smell cinnamon… and that perfume you wear, smells like cherries and violets.”

For a second it felt like the whole world stopped, and all you could do was stare at each other with expressions of disbelief. From afar, you could’ve sworn his cheeks were turning into a darker shade of pink, but then he had to walk back to his place after Slughorn had said something you didn’t pay attention to. Everyone else raised their hands up and took turns smelling the love potion.

The rest of the class was spent awkwardly making a potion called Felix Felicis and nothing else about Amortentia. Awkward, because Taehyung was working with you on the same table as he and his friends all couldn’t fit in one. Neither of you really spoke to each other, you were mostly just avoiding his stare while he tried to ask you for help in brewing to which you gave him short and monotonous answers. In your head, you couldn’t help but think that Slughorn made a big deal with amortentia just to stir something up.

Finally, the class ended and you were done with your potion. You handed yours in and Taehyung followed, but you noticed him trying to make his way to you causing you to pick up your pace. You excused yourself from your friends because frankly, you had no idea how to face him.

Plus, what if he was joking about what he smelled? He loved making you mad for a pastime, who’s to say he wasn’t just faking all the things he said?

You shook the thought out of your head, even you knew he wouldn’t go that far. You feel a small twinge of guilt at what you just thought, silently apologizing to no one.

As you brisk walked along the corridors, you felt a hand rest on your shoulder. You looked back to see Taehyung, face looking flushed as he looked at you. You almost dropped your books but caught hold onto all of them. Taehyung notices and takes the books from your hand. You couldn’t really decline; your throat was too dry to speak.

“I—“ He starts.

Taehyung, who always has something to say, has suddenly run out of words.

“You don’t need to say anything,” You spoke, voice filled with false confidence, “They’re just scents, you know. Don’t feel obligated to act on anything.”

You have no idea where all this was coming from, but maybe it’s because you didn’t want anything to feel forced between you two. Taehyung just stares at you before clearing his throat.

“Uh, right,” He chuckles, before taking a piece of paper from his pocket and slipping it into your books.

“What—?” You try to open the book to grab the paper, but Taehyung places his hand on the cover and closes it shut.

“Don’t!” He says a little too loudly, causing a few people glance at you two, “Don’t open it now, just… open it later. When I’m not around.”

He flashes you a shy smile before turning to walk away, leaving you dumbstruck in the corridors. You watch as his figure slowly disappears into the crowd, making sure that he’s out of your sight before you open the book and pull the note out. Your heart beats wildly in your chest upon seeing what he wrote.

‘Meet me in the common room after dinner.’

You don’t see Taehyung at all while you were having dinner in the great hall. Surprisingly, you found yourself worrying at the fact that he was skipping a meal, something you never knew you’d ever worry about. The upside was that he wouldn’t hear how your friends (and some of his) mercilessly teased you about what happened earlier at Slughorn’s class, saving you from the embarrassment you would’ve only felt if he were present. With Taehyung being the massive flirt that he is who could come up with a dirty joke within a half of a second, he might’ve actually played along with all the teasing.

Once you were done eating, you excused yourself from your friends telling them that you had forgotten something up at your dorm. Your pulse was beginning to fasten at every step that took you closer and closer to the common room, unsure of why Taehyung asked you to meet.

“Password?” The portrait of the fat lady asks.

“Abstinence,” You spoke.

As you walked in, you were once again greeted by the smell of blackcurrant berries and roses—the scent of Taehyung’s favorite candles. You were also surprised to sniff a few pastries that smelled of cinnamon, and as you made your way further into the room, you later realized that there were freshly baked cinnamon rolls laid out on a platter. The smell was overwhelmingly comforting.

Unsurprisingly, no one was around yet at this hour as people often hung around in the corridors during their free time. All except for one person who was seated on one of the couches, candles spread around on one of the table he sat in front of.

“____,” He looks up once he hears your footsteps. Your heart flutters at the sound of your first name falling off his lips instead of your last. Though he’s already called you by your first name before whenever you two were alone, it was something you still hadn’t gotten used to and filled your stomach with butterflies. Taehyung stands up from the couch and walks over to face you.

“Hi,” You greeted, a little awkwardly.

“Have you—um, eaten?” He asks, scratching the back of his head. The confident, cocky, and outgoing Kim Taehyung was bumbling mess now. It was endearing to see him like this, but it also rose a small ounce of confidence in you.

“I mean you did ask to meet after dinner, so, yeah, I think I’ve eaten,” You chuckled and he jokingly rolls his eyes at you while his tongue pressed against his cheek, a sight that took every effort in your body not to melt at.

“About earlier,” he starts, his expression softening and eyes looking deeply into yours, “I really didn’t want you to find out that way.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, I really was planning on telling you. I was hoping to wait until the Celestial Ball since it’s coming up, but then Potions class happened and I didn’t know I’d be up there telling everyone I could smell you in the potio—“

“You were gonna wait ‘til the Celestial Ball?” You ask, raising a brow in amusement.

“Well, yeah. I was gonna ask you sooner or later,” He blushed and nervously scratched at his temple before turning a switch and changing back into his old demeanor, folding his arms and leaning in for your faces to meet, “Can’t have you dancing with anyone else other than me, can we?”

“I was gonna ask Cedric,” You lied with a straight face, “But whatever, I guess I could go with you.”

“You what?” He scoffed in disbelief before laughing at what he just heard, “Please, no you weren’t.” You only stared at him. “Please tell me you’re kidding,” His playful expression falters, “____? Hey!” He gently shakes your shoulders, causing you to break into a fit of laughter.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding! Geez, Kim,” You laughed, wiping a tear away from the corner of your eye as Taehyung glared at you.

“Wow, and to think I helped with baking all these cinnamon rolls for you,” he huffs.

“How sweet of you,” You said in a sarcastic tone, though you really meant it.

“Aren’t I?” He smirks and looks over at you, “So, I’m gonna scratch out whatever you said earlier.”

“And what exactly did I say?”

“’Don’t feel obligated to act on anything’, is what you said,” He raises a brow and folds his arms, “Yeah, as if. It’s like you don’t even know me.”

“I just meant I didn’t want to fo—“ You start talking defensively, but you stop talking as soon as Taehyung cups your face with his hands.

“Well I want to act on it, and it’s my decision. I’ve been trying to give you hints these past couple of weeks, but since you never really caught on…” He chuckles, hands travelling down to your waist to pull you closer which causes your breath to hitch, “I like you, in case you haven’t noticed.”

“How could I when all we ever do is annoy the crap out of each other?” You tell him, unable to help yourself from staring at his lips which were now eye-level with yours.

“What can I say? You��re pretty hot all riled up,” Taehyung smirks and earns himself a light punch on the chest, though it made you laugh nonetheless, “I’m sorry it’s just—I can’t lie. Are you staring at my lips? Does this mean you like me back?”

“Taehyung,” You looked back at him, using his first name for the first time, “I smelled you in my amortentia. Of course I like you.”

“Right. This is why the hat never considered me for Ravenclaw,” He mutters.

Taehyung places one of his hands on your chin and looks at you for any sign of hesitance. When he sees none, he smiles and pulls you in. Before you know it, your lips were crashed into the soft, pink ones you were staring at just a while ago. Maybe this is why the hat never considered you for Ravenclaw as well, because only now did all those “hints” make sense—all those nights staying up with you, keeping you company while you studied, all those accidental “run-ins”—they were all for you.

Breathing each other in, you could’ve sworn there might’ve been some freshly brewed amortentia lying around. Your mind was clouded with thoughts of him as you felt him smiling through the kiss prompting you to do the same. His lips tasted like sugar and cinnamon, probably from taste-testing all the cinnamon rolls he’d just baked, not that you were complaining. It was wonderful.

Taehyung finally pulls away with a small tug on his lips. The sight of your warm, red-tinted cheeks while you looked up at him was the prettiest thing he had ever laid his eyes on.

“Wanna disobey the fat lady’s password?”

That earned him another light punch, but no words of denial left your mouth.

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omgkalyppso · 3 years ago

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the hug you didn’t know you needed for claurenz or any other pairing you want? :D

(eyes emoji) OH! Thank you. I think this counts as canon compliant. Post timeskip. Wahoo.

"And I suppose the death threats don't concern you?" Lorenz added.

He drank some more from his cup. He seemed to think they were drinking together, and Claude put up as much of the illusion as he needed to. It was dark, except for the fire and the stars. Claude wasn't comfortable enough to drink, but it was because of the threat of battle and the promise of command (even with Seteth insisting he take a break) that he wasn't drinking, and not because of the death threats.

They weren't meant for him this time anyway. They were reserved for Adrestians: allies and captives who the threats called traitors to the Empire.

"They're from Hubert," Claude said plainly, stretching his hands back behind his head, winking at Lorenz. "His way of asking if we've executed them."

"Will you?" asked Lorenz.

"No!" Claude laughed once in affront. "When have you known me to be a fair weather friend? And the ones in chains only need to be confined for a few more weeks at most."

The end of the war was coming. After the Millennium Festival, everything had quickly started falling back into place. So many years of struggling to hold Leicester's nobility together, and placing his dreams on hold, had culminated in handful of significant victories. Peace here was in reach, and between his two homelands, it was in sight.

There was a time when Claude would have believed he'd been successful in holding himself apart; in using his friends for the realization of his purpose. He wasn't so sure anymore.

"That's a relief," Lorenz said, quietly lounging by the fire, throwing a fur upon the ground as he shifted closer to the glow. "I would hate to have to advocate the value of life, of our Adrestian friends, of the foolishness of killing anyone sought dead by the Emperor—" he yawned, the back of one hand covering his mouth, "—while the hour is so late."

"Is your noble disposition really going to allow you to sleep in the dirt?" Claude teased, drinking water that passed for wine.

"I am not sleeping," Lorenz said with closed eyes. "I am enjoying—" he snorted a laugh, and Claude giggled too, "—your company. Such as it is."

Claude furrowed his brow. "Are you watching me?"

"No one asked me to," Lorenz said softly, "but I figured ... if you were suffering my conversation, then you weren't sneaking back to look at maps and agreements. There's little to be done until the next battle."

He opened his eyes and Claude looked away, feeling flush in his face as Lorenz confessed, "It feels like some of the least that I can do, considering how you spared my father. I fear the time for fighting him has passed, which is good. It's a good thing. Although, now we will both have to navigate him when the war has ended, and he is a man who ever nurses a grudge..."

"Stubborn," Claude suggested.

"Mm, and what is a nobleman other than stubborn," Lorenz agreed.

"In my experience?" Claude teased. "Grating, repetitive, shrewd and..." Claude trailed off, having started by choosing words he felt could describe either himself or Lorenz, and then worried he risked saying too much.

Lorenz wrinkled his nose. "That was either a lazy barb or a wanting compliment. Neither your kindest, nor cruelest words said to me."

"Blame the wine," Claude lied, pulling himself to his feet. "And don't worry about me. I'm going to bed."

Lorenz stood to be some manner of level with Claude, though they were by the entrance to his tent and there was little need for it. Still, the gesture meant that Claude saw the weakness in his face, the exhaustion and the stress. He imagined he looked much the same.

"Lorenz. Everyone we've been traveling with, the nobles you've fought, the members of our war councils — they've all seen your strength, your forethought, your compassion. Don't let your father steal your voice when the war's over."

A pale hand raised between them; Lorenz shielding his face once more. Claude blinked in surprise as he realized Lorenz was on the verge of tears, and not dismissive pompous laughter like he'd been expecting; likely due to the wine. He hadn't meant to hit a nerve and tangle something so personal with his professional encouragement.

"I—" Lorenz blurted, but then the first tears fell, and he grabbed at the fabric on Claude's shoulders with hands like claws, huffing once in frustration as he pulled Claude into an embrace.

This was what he'd be leaving, the trust he'd be shattering, the hard-won affection he'd be losing. Almyra hadn't loved him in the years of his past and now didn't know him from any other Fodlan noble. The embrace told him that he wasn't in bad company, but it did make him worry that he'd never feel it again.

Lorenz was pulling back — this was obviously a mistake that he sought to rectify and to apologize for, but Claude held fast. Even if the embrace had sobered Lorenz, it had done the opposite for Claude.

Claude squeezed upon Lorenz in a gesture of comfort, since he dared not speak, and Lorenz's hands had relaxed, had carded through his hair, had soothed his sore and tired back. He melted into it, tilting his face to Lorenz's neck and breathing in the scent of fire, wine and floral cologne.

Every second of it was a torture. Claude had seen the way the others celebrated with embraces, the way they'd held hands in moments of despair. He'd grown closer to his friends' physical intimacy, but this just meant that he let Hilda touch his arm, or Leonie ruffle his hair, not that he was used to having a body wrapped around him.

He wished he could stay, in Lorenz's arms and forever, and hated that pulling away felt like practice — though if it was, the blush and amiable roll of the eyes he was met with eased his heart over any future partings.

"I'll expect you to honor that opinion," Lorenz said, still blushing but no longer distressed, and Claude could hardly remember what he was talking about. "And to listen to my apparently useful contributions, from time to time."

#claurenz #claude von riegan #lorenz hellman gloucester #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem #long post #my writing #i made this #the fanfiction i mean #i tried to write it so it could be interpret as both ot4 compliant and not #you know where my brain is #which means ferdinand is a political prisoner /:#i barely read through this. hope errors are minimal

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jujutsu-headcanons · 4 years ago

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Team Tokyo First Years + Mario Kart headcanons

(Ft. Yuji, Megumi, Nobara, you & commentary from Sukuna)

This disaster happened because Yuji was bored. Isn't this how most shenanigans at Jujutsu Tech start?

Yuji was going through old boxes he never unpacked. Yeah, it's been months. He's lazy.

He found this one that he didn't pack himself. He pulled it out of the storage closet when Gojo helped him move from Sendai to Tokyo and he just grabbed it

He wonders what's in it

Its mostly full of cords he has no idea what they go to, a couple of headphones and

uwu what's this

Oh my gOD IT'S HIS WII

This thing is 12 y/o he hadn't seen it in at least 6 does it even still work

Looks like the controllers and cords are here let's plug it in

IT WORKS

Oh god it's so old

Okay what games are there

Just Dance, Wii Sports, Mario Kart, Cooking Ma-

MARIO KART OH GOD THE NOSTALGIA

This was his absolute favorite game to play as a kid

Can you believe he's never played it with anyone else?

He's gotta get the gang here

He texts the group chat and proposes they have a game night

Surprisingly the students answer his text really quick; Gojo seems to be off doing who knows what

Megumi knocks and lets himself in. He's only here because he has nothing better to do. That and if he had ignored the text all Yuji would do is bang on the wall or worse- come to his door

Nobara barges in as usual- why is she carrying so much stuff

Guess who just got free LED lights for their room to "set the mood?"

Uhhh Nobara why are you wearing a tracksuit it's fucking Mario Kart

Oh she's very serious about this

At least she brought snacks

You didn't even read that Mario Kart was involved you just wanted to hang out with Yuji

Okay let's get started Megumi wants to go home even if he is enjoying the bonding time

Nobara curls up in Yuji's bed as if it's her own; Megumi picks a comfy spot on the floor with his back against the bed; Yuji chooses his beanbag chair; you pick [Yuji's lap, next to Megumi w/ your legs across his lap, cuddled up with Nobara]

While Yuji picks out the perfect playlist to play from his speakers, Nobara takes the liberty of going through the Wii.

She has to make herself a Mii it's a rule

This takes like thirty minutes by itself

She edits Yuji's Mii to look more like him (since he made it when he was about eight) and names it Himbo

She makes you a Mii while over-exaggerating your height (by making it very short or very tall) and names it Pookie

She makes Megumi a Mii real fast and names it Cranky BitchBoy

Yuji tells her to be nice

She changes it to Emo Sea Urchin

Good enough

After an hour passes, they're finally ready to play

Except Yuji only put batteries in one controller and he has no batteries

They tear his room apart before finally stealing batteries from his headphones and remotes

Nobara waits until now to announce she can only race with the steering wheel

....and Megumi prefers the nunchuck to motion controls are you fucking-

Yuji tears the box apart and manages to find a fucking steering wheel and a fucking nunchuck

Okay, can we start now?

Mario Kart: Wii!! Wahoo!

Alright; should we play teams or-

"It's bad enough I have to work with you guys in real life, no"

You and Nobara are on team red, the boys on team blue

She makes it very clear she's going to make them eat her dust

She didn't say it that way btw, that's the most polite way of putting it

Yuji chooses Waluigi because he's a meme and makes funny WAAAA noises

Megumi chooses Yoshi because he's a medium character. Medium characters have a field advantage because smaller characters get bumped around while larger characters have drag. Also-

Nobara chooses Daisy because "Damn they made her so thicc".

You choose [character]

Yuji is so eager to play he doesn't care what kart he chooses

Megumi takes forever to decide between a kart or bike and finally chooses the Sneakster

Nobara chooses the Mach Bike bc of how it makes her character look

You choose [cart/bike]

You four argue over what course to do

So you end up taking turns choosing

Nobara pauses halfway through the first race because her character won't fucking turn

Yuji insists it isn't the controller so they trade for one round

Its the controller

Upon further inspection, it was deemed that it looked like the controller had been soaked in some sort of juice

It was the grape soda incident of 2010

Okay gotta get a new controller

Okay it's fixed

Yuji forgot 1) he was player one and 2) he wasn't Yoshi (his normal character) and spent two laps staring at the wrong screen

He still finished 11th. Nobara finished 7th, you finished 3rd and Megs finished 2nd

Yuji ended up catching up really fast until he started showing Nobara tips

See Nobara claimed she knew everything about the game

So Yuji showed her how to flick the remote when she jumped and how to hold the go button down when the countdown was at 2

She rlly did leave him in the dust

Yuji and Nobara lean their whole bodies with the controller while Megumi sits completely still

Nobara gets way into this game I stg she screams and yells and kicks her feet I hate it

She tries to bump your and Yuji's controllers to throw you off

"Noba-chan, I'm on your team"

"I don't give a fUCK STOP BEATING ME"

"IM ON YOUR TEAM"

"AHHHHHHHH"

Slap fight ensues

At some point, Toge comes and knocks on the door because he can hear the screaming from all the way down the hall

"Are you guys...okay?" -Inumaki language

Nobara just complains, so he leaves

You and Megumi are so fucking good at this game

Nobara starts targeting you two with shells until she realizes you're on her team and they don't hurt you

"Truce?"

All you can do is sigh

At some point, Sukuna comes out

He thinks he's a sports commentator

He announces every little thing, like when someone falls or gets shelled

Which always makes Yuji look away from his screen

Sukuna proceeds to bully Yuji for running into walls, falling off, etc.

You laugh but quit when Yuji pouts

Nobara doesn't stop laughing

Despite Yuji being an idiot and having to be carried by Megumi, blue team wins

Nobara throws her controller and screams some more

Yuji breaks out into hysterics for some reason

Megumi sighs. He gets ready to go home but-

"Sit down Fushiguro that was just a warm-up round"

Okay, fine, he'll just beat her again

Nobara pulls you and Yuji to the side

"We gotta beat Fushiguro"

Yuji was bribed with food

No teams this time

"Let's do Rainbow Ro-" "NO"

Daisy's Circuit it is

"Hey Yuu-chan can I play a song"

"Sure name-chan"

"Hey Alexa play Move Bitch by Ludacris"

AHAHAHHAHAHA MOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY

This is Nobara's song. She is invincible with this song.

Maybe it really was a warm-up round, Nobara is doing much better this time

She's in first place

It looks like Megumi is getting bored, he's falling back, losing his lead

Now if his calculations are correct, when you're in last place you're more likely to get-

Bingo

"Kugisaki, do you love me?"

"What the fuck, are you going soft on me Fushigu- don't you fucking dare"

"Goodbye Kugisaki"

"STOP STOP HOW DO I AVOID A BLUE SHELL ITADORI"

"YOU CAN'T YOU'RE FUCKED"

"FUCK FUCK FUCK"

Nobara doesn't finish the race due to the fact she is throwing a temper tantrum. She throws her controller so hard she breaks the wheel, controller and puts a dent in the wall

He hides it with a poster btw

Megumi wins.

"Avenge me, name-chan"

"Noba-chan we have one last race we can still beat him"

Nobara is PUMPED

Oh my god when no was looking Megumi chose Rainbow Road

Okay pause

Whoever falls off the most is gonna be the person who fell of the least's bitch for the week

Sinister laughing ensues

In conclusion: Yuji is now your bitch

Yujikuna gets bitchslapped for making dirty remarks

Nobara is the first to tap out due to lack of controller and ends up feeding you chips while you race

You tap out and end up snuggling with Nobara as the boys pull out another game that's two player

You two fall asleep while watching them bicker over which way to go

Megumi pauses the game and the boys just end up scrolling through their phones and talking-

-Until Yuji falls asleep in the beanbag chair

Finally, Megumi can go back to his room...

...Except, you three are so cute

Its kinda like a sleepover

Y'know, he doesn't hate you guys

He's just really bad at emotions

Should he stay

Yuji does have another beanbag he can crash on

...He'll just say he fell asleep going through Twitter or something

Goodnight... Friends

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wwilloww · 4 years ago

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spiderman | jjk

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff. Smuttish? Halloween Au.

Rating: Explicit.

WC: 700

Warnings: Alcohol. Mentions of genitalia. Kissing. Writer Who Doesn’t Know What They’re Writing About.

A/N: Happy Halloweeeeen! Wahoo! a quick, unedited request drabble. The only spiderman I’ve ever seen was a cartoon version when my baby brother was little and obsessed with him. So I had to watch a youtube clip. Here’s my best shot.

“What on earth are you doing.”

“I’m spiderman,” the graveled voice murmurs. “Hero of heroes.”

You’d stepped out into the alleyway, just for a moment. Behind you, the voices of your friends - and many a stranger - fade until the slow hinge of the door finally shuts, leaving you with the sounds of rain splattering against the concrete and cars splashing by on the street.

All of this, to clear your head. But instead of blissful silence, you find a young man in a spiderman suit hanging upside from the fire escape, knees hooked over the bar of a ladder.

Someone flicks on a light above you and suddenly the figure before you is illuminated.

“Spiderman, hm.” You step closer. “I thought I saw a familiar face darting around the party inside. I think I have a stalker.”

You’d seen him tonight. Noticed him. Had heard his laughter echo like something dearly familiar through your friend’s kitchen when someone made a joke. Had watched as he let loose on the dance floor with another man dressed as Wolverine and one in a sexy nurse’s costume, leg hair fully embraced.

And you’d thought he’d noticed you too, his masked face turned towards you when you’d jumped on the kitchen counter, singing and toasting a bottle of rum when your favorite song came on. A hand offered as you jumped down from the counter, only for him to disappear back into the crowd of masked figures.

You can tell he’s smiling through the mask.

“I was just in the neighborhood.”

“You’re amazing,” you play along, adding your own ad libs. “Hanging upside down like that for so long. The blood must really just rush to your head like this. Isn’t it uncomfortable?”

“It’s only uncomfortable when it’s rushing to another head.”

You can’t help but snort, and he giggles too, his body shaking before you. You’re standing close enough that you can hear his breathing calm after the laughter runs through him. Silence falls between you as you stare on at the masked stranger, until he cuts in.

“So. I’ll be honest, I climbed up here to try out the whole spiderman thing but now that I’m up here, I’m actually a little stuck - so, unless you’re here to play out the rest of the scene, I’d really love some help getting down.”

“The rest of the scene?” you prompt, a teasing note in your tone.

“Yeah, you know…” You raise an eyebrow. “You know, where you pull the mask down a little bit…” You reach out, and his breathing hitches as you let your fingers skate over his neck until they catch the bottom of the mask. “Just to the bottom of my nose…” You pull it down, just as he’s directed, to reveal a chiseled jaw and pink, full lips. “And then you lean in, and-”

You press your lips to his.

He melts against your touch, the two of you pressing close. His lips move against you, searching, slow, and ever so gentle. You press your hands to his face, the rain trickling down around your hands. It’s like floating on a buoy, kissing him, the push and pull of the waves bringing you back and forth, drawing you out to sea. Has kissing a stranger ever been this hypnotizing?

You pull back, cheeks flushed with warmth, heart pounding in your chest, the hint of an unbridled smile pulling at your lips.

His half-unmasked face is grinning back at you.

“Well, I’d say they should have hired us for the movie if we’re going to have that much chemistry right off the bat.”

You laugh, covering your smile with your hand.

“Well thank you, Spiderman, for saving an almost boring night.”

“How about you return the favor?”

“Hm?”

“Help me down? Please?” You laugh. “And I’ll be sure to show you just how well I can kiss right side up and with full use of my hands.”

m.list

come say hi

#jungkook smut #jungkook fluff #halloween au #jungkook drabble

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borom1r · 3 years ago

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I'm also having a terrible day, whaddaya know! Your posts have a way of making me feel better, so could we get some thots on Amanda + her relationships?

Also: how would your fursona (of your choice) react to being put in a saw trap (assuming they survived)?

aww dude wtf;;;; yea im totally down for discussin Mandy HCs!!! sorry yr havin a shit day too gfhh

UGGHF I don’t have serious Mandy meta in me cuz it makes me Sad but i also just. don’t talk abt the Mandy/Laura/Pamela/Lynn polycule that lives in my head alongside the Fuck-Off Big SAW Polycule???

which I think starts post SAW II w/ Laura, bc i like to think that would be the catalyst for Amanda going “actually, Jigsaw is bullshit” (Laura dying/in this case almost dying in her arms, Xavier throwing her into a pit of dirty syringes when Nothing Is Up To Chance, JOHN ENDANGERING AN INNOCENT CHILD— A CHILD THAT AMANDA DEVELOPS A LEGITIMATE BOND WITH?????????) and I think expands to include Lynn after Laura encourages Amanda to reach out to Adam to help her move past some of that guilt she’d been carrying re: the bathroom.

touching on Adam&Amanda in this situation, i do think it’s a bit of a shock to Amanda how easily he forgives her but like especially after she tells him about the nerve gas house + what woke her up to John’s bullshit it’s like. Yeah of course he forgives her. It’s even more of a shock to her w/ Daniel but like. she was traumatized and used and neither of them blame her for that, especially not after she shows she’s changed. (EDIT: i got caught up playing MK11 and i need u guys to picture Adam and Amanda playing MK3 on his old playstation. you know theyd both love the fatalities but Amanda is actually good at pulling them off)

OOHGJK FURTHER SIDETRACKING to say in general i rlly appreciate the Amanda&Lawrence friendship whether disciples or not, but i think Diana would LOVE Mandy. she warms up to Amanda quicker than w/ some bc Daniel is obviously very close with Amanda, n it helps to know that Mandy is Big Bro Approved— where m going with this is once everyone’s kind of settled into this giant-ass mess of a found family Diana ABSOLUTELY calls her “Aunt Mandy” to her face and Amanda fucking-

anyways back on track: I think in this scenario she meets Lynn through Lawrence bc now neither of them are there to help John with his bullshit so she winds up left out of Jeff’s trial — i think quite honestly BECAUSE she and Amanda (and Laura) are at least close friends by that point. it would be an incredibly bold fucking move to kidnap her when the slowly growing squad of torture victims who would do Anything for each other now includes a member who knows where you live. Watch Out, Bitch (John).

and while I think Amanda n Laura develop relatively quickly into a romantic relationship, it takes Lynn longer (especially since it’s not Just Amanda) but eventually she does get there. and its what Lynn deserves, to be loved so much n so fully.. oof.

Pamela is the last addition (funnily enough coinciding w/ William joining the Big Main Polycule (William Easton, My Beloved)) and I think she comes out of things a lot more shaken than she likes to let on— almost watching your brother get melted with fucking acid will do that. it’s smthn i plan to touch on in my text game that i swear to god i AM still working on, just slowly, but i think becoming friends w/ Pamela is something very cathartic for Mandy. not only bc she is just so much more blunt than Laura or even Lynn and can give Mandy the kind of rude wake-up she needs to snap out of her self-deprecation, but bc this is probably the first time Mandy’s had a close friend (+ soon to be girlfriend!) who is Also a trans lesbian.

Mandy specifically is nonbinary (she uses she/her + it/its due to trauma; based off my own experiences n reasons for using it/its pronouns, wahoo) while Pamela is a trans woman, but I do think it’s very healing for Mandy to be around someone who can recognize her struggles + her perspective, and may not perfectly understand but still can more so than someone cis (not that Laura and Lynn don’t make the effort, just that it’s different). especially because I think coming out is not something she ever felt safe to do with John and speaking with Pamela kind of solidifies her reasoning. in that William’s traps were so heavily focused on the destruction of his body because he’s trans and it’s a body he built, and oh, god, wonder what that would’ve meant for her. would her gender be a sign she wasn’t appreciating her life properly? any potential desire to transition yet another sign of mortal sin?

it’s an easy spiral to go down but one Pamela is very quick to drag her out of. because no, no matter what some old fuck with a god complex says, Amanda living her best, happiest life should not result in the death penalty and Pamela will absolutely gut him if he tries to come near Mandy. she definitely says this in front of Laura at least once + Laura just looks up from painting her nails like “me too! ☺️” with the cheeriest smile. nobody knows what she was in jail for and honestly even Mandy is a little worried to find out. Laura is the sweetest person she knows + she has no doubt Laura would tear the world apart to protect all three of them. it’s a little frightening in an extremely good way.

———

AYO. BFBSJFHSH funny u ask bc Adz is literally based off Adam n Lawrence mashed together (n his boyfriend, Sen, is based off Eric + Strahm) so like!!

i will take th opportunity to dish abt his non-proto form bc it’s a species i might actually develop a lil? hehe;; (what little i have ironed out now is tht their meat/blood/fleshy bits like inside their mouth + to a certain extent their bones + teeth are bioluminescent + they navigate via echolocation. they’ve got hedgehog-like spines thru their fur which raise when they’re threatened (not unlike a dog’s hackles). they get a lot of sensory information thru their mouths but where most examples wld just lick stuff if they knew it was safe/smell w/ their mouths open for extra information, Adz will just str8 up bite things no hesitation) — where I’m Finally goin w this is that in this form, rather than combat like his normal Protogen version, this Adz lost his leg to poachers (think fucked up futuristic bear traps). so like, not entirely unlike a SAW trap

i think depending on the trap Adz wld either do REALLY well or really shit. bc he has little to no regard for his own safety (he essentially clawed his own leg off) so like, if he was by himself in a Venus fly trap scenario I think he could definitely do something like cut out his own tongue. but I don’t think he’d be able to directly hurt someone like Amanda did— he may be able to pull through in the end like Lawrence did if it’s not hands on, but up close and personal? no. and he definitely couldn’t compete. if he was up against other people he’d just back down and let them win; at least, before meeting Sen. his self-worth improves after he and Sen begin their friendship, so if he had someone to get back home to he’d be a cut-throat little monster.

as far as the aftermath, I don’t think it’d really bother him tbqh. he’s extremely good at compartmentalization, but his paranoia would absolutely get worse + I can imagine him breaking down alone. just not in front of Sen (if he’s in the picture)

#ask #THANK U!!!!!

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bansheeoftheforest · 3 years ago

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Ok so its 2:30 am and im going feral over syndicate au

After they “officially” (or as official as they can be at least) hire jekyll as their chemist things are somewhat awkward between henry and jacob for a bit. With the other people henry can be professional and friendly towards but jacob was literally the one introducing him to all of this. Via a one-night-stand

Except that attraction between them is obviously there?? Like they (probably) wouldnt have done the wahoo with eachother if it wasnt there, so all theres left is for them to get to know eachother. And they do slowly get to know eachother through meetings, and business exchanges where jacob tries to flirt and henry is flustered but not too flustered to laugh, and then they start talking outside work and then before they know it theyre back to making out except this time theyre SOBER and they decide it means something. And then BOOM, boyfriends

And then jacob thinks hes funny, and the kidnappings start happening

Also i would to know how jacob would react to the big reveal that jekyll = hyde. Personally im a big fan of “oh wow my beloved youre genuinely an insane person :) thats cool tho. Love you lots xoxo”

Hey dude. You know what I was... Is it called daydreaming if I did it to go to sleep? Either way you know what I was imagining over and over and over when trying to go to sleep?

Exactly this.

I can imagine Henry being so incredibly awkward around the other assassins and especially Jacob at first. After all, Jacob was a one-night-stand and all other assassins wanted him dead (he assumes) but he quickly befriends Evie and Greenie because he is as social as a puppy and is just as likable as one. But he keeps a distance from Jacob because he finds the entire situation incredibly uncomfortable and especially after what happened with Robert. He doesn't want to get hurt like that again and even if his heart slowly, slowly is letting go of Robert and willingly opens itself up again, he desperately tries to lock it away and make sure he isn't too close to Jacob. Jacob, who probably is a person to fall head-over-heels with persons he just met and especially if they have even shagged (he literally fell in love with two of his enemies after 1-2 meetings, canonically, one being a gal and one being a lad) is probably quite hurt by Jekyll taking a distance but he still tries. Hence the flirting, hence still trying to get to know Henry.

A few months pass, maybe. Henry gets used to working for the assassins, he spends most of his free time on the train because he can escape both Lodgers and friends alike and just... Relax. Even if he spends most of his time there, and even if he tries to get away from Jacob to not end up more hurt, he just can't. He keeps getting pulled into those handsome eyes and those flirty jokes and he just can't deny that he is feeling something for Jacob, and Jacob notices. Suddenly Greenie and Evie are gone on an emergency mission and Jacob and Henry are alone on the train. Perhaps Jacob would offer Henry some whiskey, perhaps they would just sit around and talk on one of the couches. Perhaps Jacob would slowly inch his way closer and Henry would pretend not to notice. Suddenly Jacob's hand is on his thigh and Henry's breath hitches, his face shots up to meet Jacob's gaze and their noses brush together. They are alone, Jacob takes his chance, and so softly he presses their lips together. Nowhere near as hungrily as their first meeting and nowhere near as possessively as during their shag. It's soft, it's adoring, and Henry can't help but melt into it. He doesn't want to but something in him feels safe with Jacob, much safer than he had ever felt with Robert, much more loved than he had ever felt by Robert, yet he quickly falls back to reality when Jacob's hand moves-- maybe not even up his thigh, maybe he just accidentally nudged it-- and Henry places his hands on Jacob's chest and breaks off. So many thoughts and feelings swirling around in his head, yet all he can feel is how his heart clenches so violently and everything in him is screaming stop, stop, go back, you are ruining it, all while it's also screaming run, run, don't look back, don't let yourself get hurt again.

Henry stands up, Jacob follows as Henry begins to panic so slightly. He is apologizing profusely, he is saying that Jacob please shouldn't take this personally, it's just... He can't handle this right now, he's sorry, Jacob did nothing wrong but Henry just isn't ready for it. Right as Henry is about to leave the train, Jacob stops him. He asks what he did wrong, or what's making Henry panic so. Henry stops, for a moment, takes a deep breath, and tells him that he just... Does not know what Jacob wants from him, and he has been hurt by pretend-relationships enough that he doesn't want to experience that again. Jacob tells him that he actually likes him, he would like to have an actual relationship with him sometime, if that would be something Henry would want and would be comfortable with. Henry pauses, another deep breath, and finally, he just says that... He needs to think about it. Please give him some space, he will give him a letter once he has gotten to think things through, he is sorry for being difficult but it's just... So, so much for him and after what he has been through. It's nothing personal, he assures Jacob, yet both of them just feel so, so hurt as Henry waits for the nearest train station and leaves. It's in the middle of the night, yet he is trudging his way back to the Society alone. Jacob debates following him, just to make sure he gets home safely, but doesn't.

Maybe it takes a few days, maybe some weeks, maybe even months, but soon, when Jacob enters the train after a particularly foul mission, Evie has a letter for him. "Jekyll came by and told me to give it to you", she says. Jacob could not grab it any faster, hastily tells her some weak excuse before excusing himself to his personal train compartment. He sits on his bed, he takes a deep breath, and he opens the wax seal of the letter-- so formal and official, he thinks. He wonders what Jekyll has told him, what news he is about to get. He can't deny that he likes him and that he likes him a lot. More than he liked Pearl. More than he ever liked Maxwell. What he feels for Henry feels good and real and he just feels miserable at the thought that Henry might not feel the same.

He opens the letter; the actual text and paper are just as "official" and formal as the actual wax seal and letter fold.

And then he reads it.

And the first thing Henry does, no surprise, is apologizing, and Jacob feels his blood run cold. But then he continues to read, and Henry is explaining why he was so scared. He has been hurt before, his last boyfriend treated him like a side piece that he just threw away and they had known each other for two years and it has affected Henry a lot. He apologized for being difficult, but he is willing to try out a relationship if Jacob is still up for it, and if he is just willing to take it slow and be patient with Henry.

And Jacob, of course, is willing to be patient. He is willing to wait for Henry because he likes him.

At the end of the letter, Henry asks Jacob to meet him in his office somewhere during the evening; he will keep the window open.

And Jacob does come.

And they get to talk it all out, they get to set some boundaries and actually talk about what they want out of all of this. Obviously ends with Jacob embracing Henry in a way only lovers can, and loads and loads of kisses.

Look, I'm just... So soft for this ship, ok? And now I have an excuse to ramble on about it bc more people actually ship them through this au and I love it.

ALso realized I completely forgot the last part heeh <3

So far, I have imagined the assassin crew (Jacob, Evie, Greenie) needing Henry for something but they see this... This blond gremlin breaking into his office. They immediately think of cornering him and questioning him about why he is breaking into Henry's office, except they enter at exactly the wrong time and manages to catch the transformation as Hyde turns back into Jekyll. They all stare in horror and yet Jacob doesn't hesitate to immediately run forward and cradle Henry; spitting and trying to keep himself from vomiting as all that slime and goop comes out of his mouth and eyes. Henry coughs, he manages to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is the assassins and Jacob's face. He coughs again, he presses out a panicked smile, and the only thing he says is "oh fuck."

Jacob, without even thinking about it, immediately helps Henry to gather himself and clean himself off of the slime, Evie and Greenie are just standing on the sidelines unsure of what to do. Finally, Henry is rested against a cabinet and his breathing is calmer, and he manages to explain everything. Yeah, he was really depressed a few years ago and he thought there were things that were horribly wrong with him so he wanted to get rid of that. Except he accidentally personified all of that "bad" stuff and now that person is Edward Hyde. Jacob would definitely be... Slightly concerned, but would very much be like "oh so you are slightly insane and also halfly schizophrenic? Ahaha is no big deal I still love u darling xoxo"

...Y'all think Jacob would start flirting with Hyde too after that?

Honestly! I very much like all kinds of confessions when it comes to the Jekyll/Hyde reveal, so? Gimme all your thoughts, I crave them all. I just love the angsty routes <3

#eheheheh <3 #deliefdevanmijnleven #ask #banshees au #syndicate crossover au #banshees faves

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squidsy24 · 4 years ago

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Please Be Here

A Good Omens bus ride that I made and am proud of enough to post here

Wahoo

Aziraphale lost track of what was exactly happening after he separated from Madam Tracy. He was there for it all and responsive but sitting on the bus next to Crowley caused everything that had happened in the past couple hours to come in waves. Was Crowley even there with him? He knew his bookshop was gone, now in ashes to never return. Even the clothes on his back weren't his when he thought about it. So was his best friend still here after it all, or did he too burn up with the demon's bentley? Aziraphale had to be sure he had to know that SOMETHING of his still was his, still HERE, so without much thought otherwise he reached his hand out over the demons. The angel looked at the demon who, dispite the darkness of both the sunglasses and the night sky, maintained a gaze out the window that was so focused that surely a touch wouldn't stir him too much. Right? He didn't stop himself he reached out and took hold of Crowley's hand that was resting on his thigh and let out a deep exhale he is here I didn't loose him at the end of this. HE IS HERE. The etheral being felt one of the weights lift off his shoulders, and still refused to let go of the hand he now clutched has hard as he could without hurting his friend

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Upon the hand reaching out Crowley lost all train of thought he had. All the debates of: What will he say about Ligur? When did I last clean? Will he even want to stay with me? were now lost. Because the look Azirphale had on his face was one of a broken being full of remorse and lost as if all his hope that heaven still cared had been set a flame. Crowley supposed in the end it did. "Are you okay Angel?" Crowley said maintaining the same soft expression he had since he and the Angel had been alone. "No. No my dear boy I'm actually quite tried. Do you by chance have a place I could sleep? At your flat of course." That was it. Thats what changed Crowleys face though only for a second. Sleep? since when does Aziraphale sleep? He has only slept the equvalant of 24 years in all 6000 that we have been here. It was true Azriaphale only slept on the rarest of occasions things like Y2K or other times when humans got extremely hysterical and he couldn't deal with the nonsense. Crowley knew it something was wrong. Something was VERY wrong. He needed to be here. He needed to be here for his best friend a title he has now accepted as his for the past hundreds of years. So with that thought came a brand new bedroom in his condo, it was a king sized mattress and the room had a single bookshelf that had most every book Aziraphale had given him, along with a nice chair with lamp placed behind it and a tartan blanket slung over the arm of it. "you know I think a whole room is currently being dusted off as we speak" Crowley cracked a small smirk and looked down at his hand still in Zira's fingers carefully interlaced. Had they always been like that? to be honest with himself Crowley didn't care he was just happy to see the angel agian. "We still have a while til we get to London if you feel the need to rest you can lean on me. If you want, probably more comfortable." Zira flexed back on his shoulders slightly before responding back with " Would you be okay with that?". Rather then saying the obvious 'of course would be fine angel, I wouldn't have offered other wise" Crowley thought aganist it and instead squeezed Aziraphales hand and said "I'll wake you when we get there". The angel took the answer as a yes and placed his head on the demons shoulder refuseing to let go of his hand as if he would leave the second he did.

--1 Hour Later--

Crowley doesn't remember when Aziraphale exactly changed positions on him and moved so that Crowleys arm was wrapped around him and his left arm was under his head on the demons shoulder and his right was slung around his torso. Quite frankly Crowley's brain was short circuting still. KNOWING it was real but believeing it too good to be true. At this point Crowley and Aziraphale were still 15 minutes away from Crowley's flat because of a small non fatal accident between two cars both that had a Mr. and Mrs. Jonson in it, they were not it the same car. As luck would turn out the Angel sleeping caught the attention of one of the fellow bus riders who thought it smart to tell Crowley this " You two make an adorable couple God Bless you both" Crowley, whose face was nothing if not filled with adoration for the angel in his arms froze the bus rider then thought it best to appologise and flee to the front seat Did God really do any of this? Burn down his shop? Discorporate him? Make Him tolorate SHADWELL for hours? Ruin everything he holds dear to him? thats when it hit Crowley. God didn't take him. Crowley MEAN'T something more then friendship to the angel. That had to be it right? you don't just cuddle your best friend the way said best friend cuddled the body pillow he ' bought on accident'. With that thought Crowley then began to stroke up Aziraphale's arm trying to wake the angel gentle, so as he wouldn't be shocked when he woke up.

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Aziraphale was calmly pulled out of a very helpful dream to find himself clutching on to a supposed occult being. But he wasn't, at least not with him, NEVER with him. Crowley had always been good to him. Maybe it was still some of Madam Tracy in his head but something about this moment made him say it " I, Crowley I think I'm in love with you, cause just, Yes I am." Aziraphale lifted his head and took off the shocked Crowley's glasses and looked into his eyes "Anthony J. Crowley, I am in love with you, and I'm sorry I never told you before I've known sinc-" the Angel was cut off by Crowley reaching out with his right hand to cup his cheek. They both sat there like that for what felt like a century condensed into a moment that was cut off by Crowley's lips on the Aziraphale's. Crowley then pulled away and started " I love yo-". Aziraphale knew the end of that sentence and so he lost no time in grabing Crowley and kissing him. This one was nothing like the last one this wasn't a ' you go to fast for me moment' it was a ' we just stopped the apocolapse and 2 hours ago I had a fake senace worker scream at me to just kiss you and tell you everything' kind of kiss the kind that dispite being at their location the bus driver waited calmly till they could even think properly.

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Crowley thought it best that the mystreious room in the flat go back to where it came from but the shelf and blanket stayed and was now looking at HIS angel carefully wrapped in the bottoms of a pair of black silk pajamas ,dispite being able to miracle his own, with the tartan abomanation wrapped around him going into the details of how tomorrow would occur according to Agnes who just so happened to be in his dream. By the end of the careful planning the two had already exchanged mulitiple kisses and touches just to ensure that the other was truely there even though they knew. They both knew it all in there hearts.

--FIN--

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msjr0119 · 4 years ago

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Ross Gellar prompt list 9. "My life is an embarrassment. I should just go live under somebody's stair."

Thanks for the prompt Ella, I should have posted this months ago. But my life took over 🤣... better late than never 🤷‍♀️

Book: The Royal Romance

Warnings: Swearing, imagination of sex, mention of sex.

A/N: I’ve borrowed Willow and Sophie from the amazing @pedudley with her permission ❤️

Tags - just using my combined tag list for this one shot prompt:

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*****

Maxwell Beaumont had become slightly paranoid after watching all the news reports regarding the virus that was taking over the world. He became that obsessed with reading about it, that every time he began to have palpitations. Wondering what was going to happen? Was it the end of the world? Searching through Ramsford, he realised that he needed to go on shopping trip- quickly scribbling a long list down he knew that the two people who would be most useful with helping him complete it would be his best friends Drake and Willow.

“So Max, are you turning into housewife whilst Sophie is away?” Willow laughed, imagining Maxwell dressed up in a pinny. Sophie had returned to Texas to check in on the ranch prior to the outbreak, to make sure that it was still there and not burnt to a crisp. She knew she could trust Willow’s brother but still had those lingering doubts.

“No, have you not seen the news? We need to panic buy! Like, right now...before the country goes on full lockdown.”

Willow and Drake looked at each confused, wondering if he was still drunk from last night. Surely it wasn’t that bad? The two of them had seen the news, but it was elsewhere in the world- not in Cordonia. Yet.

“Max, calm the fuck down. The world isn’t ending.” Maxwell shot him a look, wondering why he wasn’t taking the whole situation seriously.

“Lo, understands don’t ya?”

“Of course I do.” Shrugging her shoulders, she bit her lip as she faced her partner. Not wanting to be in the middle of a debate. Drake pulled her closer towards her giving her a stern expression before whispering into her ear.

“What the fuck are you doing? You’re just encouraging him.”

“Maybe, but once we get back- I’ll make it up to you.” Fluttering her eyelashes towards Drake, he knew exactly what she meant by her words. Just the thought of it made his cock slightly raise. The sooner we go, the sooner we get back.

“Fine. Come on let’s go.”

****

Arriving at the supermarket, Drake instantly regretted agreeing to come. The first reason being, was when Maxwell handed them both a mask to wear. It felt suffocating, but after thinking about it- it would prevent the spread of germs. People were panic shopping, overfilling their trollies. It was manic. Maxwell got the trolley, pushing it - he then leaped onto the side nearly crashing into a stack on baked beans.

“Wahoo! Supermarket sweep- here we come!” Willow screamed with excitement trying to catch up with Max. Fucking children, Drake murmured to himself- keeping a slight distance, he attempted to dodge people barging past him.

“Buddy! You’ve got five packs of toilet rolls! This one is mine.” Maxwell snapped at the stranger whilst playing tug of war. Willow ran over to assist him, Drake believed that she would calm the situation down. She was capable enough to handle any situation. Standing at the side of the aisle, he flicked through social media to keep himself entertained.

“Excuse me? Do you know that man and woman?” Drake turned to the man, wondering why concern was painted across his face. That was until he followed the strangers gaze that landed onto his girlfriend and ‘friend’. For fuck sake.

“Give my friend the fucking goddamn bog roll!” Willow demanded with her arms folded.

“I got it first missy!” Maxwell threw himself on to the floor, ready to cause a tantrum like a child. I just want a pack of toilet roll. Why is he not co-operating? Why is this happening to me? To us? Is it just a nightmare? I just want- no need some fucking toilet roll to wipe my arse with! What a selfish prick! I’m not an animal that can wipe my arse on a patch of grass. Fuck you mate, you’ve messed with the wrong person.

“I feel like I need to piss.” Maxwell stood up, now not giving two damns. Whipping his cock out- he urinated over the mans shoes. His original plan was to just threaten it, however his apparent full bladder decided otherwise. Urine sprayed uncontrollably all over the man and the aisle as if it was a burst dam.

“If I had my toilet roll, I could have been home now. Sorry, not sorry.”

“You’re fucking disgusting! But all of this toilet roll is mine.”

“You know what, I think I need a shit.” Willow pulled her trousers down, sitting on the edge of the strangers trolley- she pretended to push.

“Okay, Fine. Take it!” The man couldn’t cope with the two of them acting like caged baboons. Pushing Willow off of his trolley, he forced the toilet into her hand before storming off. Willow jumped up and down celebrating, waving the toilet roll in the air - ensuring that she had a tight grip onto it. Before anybody could snatch it off of her. Maxwell high-fived her. “Team work.” He shouted, before kissing the toilet roll, and bowing to it.

“Now that’s done, Lo- we just need; flour, bread, milk, eggs.... the list goes on in fact. Surely it won’t be as difficult getting those things? Do you and Drake want to add anything to the list? Condoms? Lube?”

“Maxwell.... I do not need lube when it comes to my sex life with Drake.... come on let’s go over to Drake.” Too much information, Willow. Although, myself and Sophie don’t need lube either. Us Cordonian men must be sex machines.

“Nope. Never seen them before in my life. I think that they have been released from the psychiatric hospital by the looks of it.” Drake explained to the stranger after the two of them viewed the the two’some embarrassing themselves. The man next to Drake just nodded, knowing that he was lying as Maxwell was trying to gain Drake’s attention.

****

Once they got back, Drake felt as if he had to ground the two of them. That was the worse shopping experience that he had experienced- he definitely needed a whiskey or two. Then he could punish Willow for her behaviour- the Walker way.

“Could you put the shopping away guys? Sophie’s FaceTiming.”

“We can all talk to her!” Willow suggested. It wasn’t only Maxwell that was missing her.

“Hey baby girl. I’ve missed you.”

“Maxwell! How could you?”

“How could I what?”

“You’re all over the news and the internet!” Drake turned the tv on, indeed Maxwell had stolen the limelight.

"But Soph, he wouldn’t give me the toilet roll. He had five! Willow can vouche for me!”

“I don’t know what you are on about Max. I wasn’t there. I’m not on the tv.” Winking at Drake, he was grateful that her arse wasn’t on the tv. They decided to leave the two lovebirds talking to each other, but still stayed within distance so they could over hear Sophie give Maxwell a telling off.

"Willow is lying! My life is an embarrassment. I should just go live under somebody's stair."

“Oh, Max. I love you. I’ll see you soon. Don’t cause anymore trouble.... please.”

Hanging up, Maxwell wondered where Drake had gone. Hearing willows distinctive laugh- he followed the noise.

“What are you guys doing?”

“You said you was going to live under somebody’s stairs? I’ve turned the cupboard under the stairs into a little home for you. You’ll be like Harry Potter. There’s some newspaper and toilet roll for you Maxwell.” Willow attempted not to laugh at Drake’s comment, but she couldn’t help herself. Practically nearly wetting herself.

I hate my life right now.

****

Four months later, the pandemic was still around but numbers had decreased. Maxwell returned to the supermarket- alone, as Drake refused to go again after the last time. Luckily he wasn’t recognised- or banned for that matter.

Walking down the toilet roll aisle, a little smirk spread across his face remembering the last time that he was playing tug of war. Now there wasn’t a shortage of toilet roll, but he had decided to stock up just incase. As he was leaving, his stomach began to rumble and there was a sudden urge to eat McDonald’s - even if it was only Drive Thru for the time being. Thinking about it, he didn’t have his own car as Sophie had lent it to take her and Willow our for a spa day- but he was desperate for the greasy food and a milkshake. Then a light bulb appeared in his mind.

****

Arriving at the Drive Thru, he was slightly uncomfortable- but the food that he would be receiving would definitely be worth the short term discomfort. Honking the horn, he couldn’t wipe the ever growing smirk forming on his face. Beep beep.

“Excuse me, Sir. You can’t come through the Drive Thru in that...”

“It’s a car!” Maxwell shouted as he defended his choice of ‘automobile’. The member of staff was wondering if there was a camera crew lingering somewhere - ready to pounce out, shouting ‘you’ve been punk’d’.

“I refuse to move until I’ve been served. I would like; six double cheese burgers, a share box of nuggets- make sure I have a mixture of sauces to go with them. Erm, I’ll have a Big Mac meal with a large chocolate milkshake... what would Drake like? They don’t do alcohol with meals here like in Paris.. hmm. You know what, give me six of everything off of the menu. I’m sure we could eat it all. If not I’m sure my peacocks would enjoy the treat.”

“I will not ask you again. Please come back when you are in a car. Besides, we only have a €25 limit for each customer.”

“Are you refusing to serve me, the person who is giving you quite possibly the biggest order you’ve ever received.”

“Yes. If you don’t leave now, I will have to call the police. Please, Sir. You are causing a traffic jam!”

“Serve me right now, or I’ll inform the King. I am close friends with him. He will not be pleased that you have refused to serve someone that is part of his court.” The manager came out of the restaurant, to see what all of the commotion was about- he understood that it would be busy due to them only just reopening but he could hear shouting. However he didn’t need this stress.

“Will you just serve him, it’s giving us a bad reputation and customers are videoing it. I don’t care what the issue is or that he’s not in a car. Just serve him now. Then we can ban him returning in the future!” Maxwell smirked at the crew member, as his eyebrows did a celebratory wiggle.

****

Returning back to Ramsford, he was so pleased with himself- proud that he had brought some food back with him as he nibbled on the way back. Opening the door, he knew that the girls would be back- they could all feast together.

“No need to thank me, but I have food! For us all....” Bowing as he entered the through the doors saying this, he believed that he had definitely won the ‘best friend’ award.

“Maxwell!” Everybody shouted in unison- as they scowled at him with their arms folded.

“What?” He asked innocently, whilst scoffing the remainder of the double cheeseburger that he had begun to eat prior to walking through the doors.

“Care to explain this to me?” Bertrand snarled as he passed the phone over. Drake shook his head - disbelieving that Maxwell had become an ‘overnight’ sensation yet again.

“Looks like you’re going to re-enacting Harry Potter again, eh Beaumont...”

“Shut up, Drake! Listen... Bertrand... it’s a car. I went through the Drive Thru. I don’t personally see the issue... anyway. Enjoy the food, everyone!”

A crazy man attended McDonald’s today- in a Little Tykes car with the number plate BARTIE-IS-DA-BEST. We will not tolerate behaviour like in the video posted below. If anybody arrives at our restaurants acting like this- YOU WILL NOT BE SERVED! If anybody knows the mans identity, please report him. Thank you.

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