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albertasunrise · 2 years ago

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Stuck in the Middle of it - Part 6

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Summary: Years after breaking up, you bump into Benny Miller again one evening at a bar. He was one man you could confidently say you had loved once but you’d both agreed you were better off as friends. When he introduces you to Frankie Morales, you instantly feel connected to the man but unbeknownst to you… You’ll get thrown into a love triangle. The two men crazy about you. Only thing is… you have no idea who to choose.

Relationships: Reader x Ben Miller, Reader x Frankie Morales

Warnings: Like AO3, I choose not to give any warnings. This will be an 18+ fic (I had written this chapter and the last one as one large one but decided to split it so this one is a little shorter. There are some subjects in this chapter that are something that are close to me rn. As always, enjoy! ♥️)

Series Masterlist, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

You sobbed on your bed as you stared at the two positive pregnancy tests in your hands. The lines were faint... But they were there, nonetheless. You weren't sure what you were going to do. A little over a week ago, you and Ben had broken things off because he wasn’t ready for this…

Wasn’t sure he ever wanted this.

A knock at your door pulled your attention away from the two inanimate objects that you clutched so tightly. Laying one of them down on your beige bedsheets and pocketing the other, you stepped through your spacious apartment to your front door, opening to reveal Liz standing there on the other side.

She pulled you into her arms and you stood there for a while, just holding each other as you fought back the tears that threatened to spill.

"It's going to be okay." She promised and you nodded, finally allowing yourself to cry again.

She'd then lead you to your lounge and helped you sit before perching the opposite and waiting for you to calm down enough to tell her what was wrong.

"What happened?" She asked and you just sobbed harder, choosing to pull out the test from your pocket and hand it to her.

A hand raised to cover her mouth as she looked at the result and then at you "Are you sure?"

"There's another positive one on the bed." You replied simply and she nodded before handing this one back to you.

"What are you going to do?" She asked and you simply shook your head.

"I don't know." You choked "The whole reason Ben and I broke shit off was because we weren't on the same page about this shit. Not even a month after we've broken up, I'm knocked up with his kid."

"Are you going to keep it?" She asked and you shrugged "You need to talk to Ben." She stated "He deserves to be included in this decision. It's as much his as it is yours."

"I know I just... I don't know what I'm gonna do if he tells me to get rid of it." You sobbed "I don't think my heart could handle it."

"All the same..." She paused, taking your hand in hers and giving it a squeeze "He needs to know."

"Yeah... I know."

Liz was pulled back to the present as Ben stepped into the room. Looking tired and run down after all the events of the evening. He had decided to take a walk when after three hours they had not received any news on you and the baby... Or Frankie.

It had taken four minutes for them to get him breathing. Another minute and they'd probably have called it. He was whisked away then and Ben and Will had been taken back to the waiting room where half an hour later, they were joined by Liz.

"Any news?" He asked and you shook your head.

"No news has to be good thought right?" Will piped up "If anything had happened to any of them, surely we would know by now?"

"I hope you're right." Liz replied as she watched Ben collapse back onto his seat.

Now Liz had pleaded for you to take Frankie back when you'd told her about what Ben had done. She had known all along that Fish was in love with you but she knew it hadn't been her place to tell you that.

In hindsight, she wishes she had.

Yet as she studied the younger Miller, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. His girlfriend and his best friend were both fighting for their lives right now and he had no power to do anything but wait and pray. For all her issues with the man, she didn't wish any of this on him.

2 weeks later...

Ben sat there, numbly looking at the two tests on the table. He hadn't spoken in what felt like an age and your stomach was twisting as you waited for him to say something. Anything.

"I know this is a lot to take in but-"

"Okay." He interrupted as his eyes travelled up to look at you.

"Okay?" You questioned, brows pulled together in obvious confusion.

"I mean... Yeah, this isn't ideal. We broke up because I didn't wanna have kids but if one is coming then okay." He stated simply "We'll do this."

"Are you sure?" You asked and he nodded "I don't want you to resent me for this further down the line."

"I could never resent you Moonshine." He replied "We'll work this out."

"Yeah?" You asked, a small smile spreading across your lips as he nodded.

"Yeah."

...

The two of you had sat and talked for a while after that. Agreeing to just focus on the baby and perhaps revisiting your relationship when things had settled. You had broken up for a reason, jumping back into a relationship wasn't going to change that.

Ben's phone ringing caused the man to leap from his skin. He cursed whoever it was that had decided to call him at such a late hour before glancing at his screen to see that it was you.

"Moonshine?" He answered as he rubbed his eyes with his free hand "Everything okay?"

"No..." You sobbed from the other end "Ben I-"

"I'll be right there."

He pulled on a shirt and some sweats before swiping his keys up and heading over to yours. He was thankful that he'd yet to give you your key back and he let himself in, he swept the house and quickly found you. You were curled up on the bathroom floor, your beige sweats stained with blood. He didn't say anything, he just pulled you into his arms and called 911. You both knew what was happening.

It didn't need to be spoken.

So he held you until the paramedics arrived and then held your hand through every test.

Chemical Pregnancy they'd called it. A pregnancy in which the baby was doomed before they'd even had a chance.

Normal they'd said it was common 3 out of 4 miscarriages were down to this but that didn't make it any easier to hear. One minute you were pregnant, the next they were just... gone.

Ben drove you home the following morning. From the amount of blood you had lost, the doctors had decided to monitor you just to be safe and Ben had stayed with you the whole time. You were grateful to him. But you also resented him because you knew that deep down. He must have felt relieved. He hadn't wanted a baby in the first place.

When he'd gotten you home, he'd brought you up to your apartment and started to fuss and that's when you'd had enough.

"You don't need to do this Ben." You snapped "You're off the hook."

"What?" He asked and you just shook your head.

"You got off scot-free. You can leave now. No misguided obligations to help me now."

"Moonshine I-"

"Please." You sobbed, eyes pleading "Just leave me alone."

And he did. You wouldn't see or speak to Ben for years to come.

You could have sworn you felt Frankie's hand twitch but after a week of watching him, you were sure you were starting to imagine things. You had come to the following day, Ben at your side but as your mind had cleared, you had found he hadn't been the person you'd hoped to see. He had told you that you'd suffered a Placental Abruption. That it had been touch and go for you both for a moment but after four hours of surgery, you were both going to be okay.

"Where's Frankie?" You'd asked and his expression had dropped.

"When I told him what was happening it triggered a severe asthma attack. One of the long-term side effects of his Pneumonia." He stated, pausing a moment so he could pull himself together "He stopped breathing. Took them almost five minutes to get him back but he's fallen into a coma." That had elicited a gasp from you "They're giving him oxygen treatment and they're hopeful that he'll wake up but it's impossible to tell what permanent damage there will be till he wakes up."

"If he wakes up." You had sobbed and he'd nodded grimly.

You'd begged and begged each nurse and doctor until they'd finally taken you to see him. Then after 3 days in the NICU, they'd allowed your newborn daughter to come with you. You sat there and told him about her. Describing how she had his brown hair and his frown. Ben watched from the sidelines as you spend almost every waking moment you could the father of your child.

"Any change?" He asked as he stepped in with two to-go cups of coffee in hand.

"No." You sighed as you looked and him and smiled a moment as you gratefully accepted the drink "Doctors just want us to keep talking to him. He's getting stronger so I'm hoping it's just a matter of days now."

"Let's hope so." He said as he leaned down to place a kiss on your brow "How's the little lady?" He then asked, locking eyes with the infant as she suckled on your breast.

"Hungry." You chuckled as you took a sip of your coffee and hummed "My favourite."

"Of course," Ben said softly with a smile before placing a sweet kiss on your lips.

Since having yours and Frankie's baby, everything between you and Ben suddenly felt wrong. You didn't get the thrill you used to when he'd kiss you or hold your hand. Truth be told, you didn't want him to touch you.

You supposed it was down to the hormones. They were a mess at the moment and so for now, you'd decided to not make any rash decisions. You were just going to focus on Frankie and your new baby. Decisions on your and Ben's fate would come later.

"You ever wonder what our kid would have been like?" He asked and you were startled at his sudden question. He was sat watching your little girl as she fed, a sense of wonder in his eyes and your heart broke a little.

"All the time." You confessed, "I'd pictured a boisterous little boy with your blue eyes and sandy blonde hair."

"I'd hoped it would be a girl." Benny confessed and this made you pause "As soon as I'd gotten over the initial shock... for those two weeks I was... Well, I was so excited."

"Ben-"

"Then you lost it and the asshole in me was relieved." He finished, his expression changing to one of guilt "I wasn't ready for any of that back then." He admitted, his eyes then drifting up to lock with yours "But now... I dunno, I can see us having one, one day."

Hearing Benny say this should have made you happy. It's all you'd ever wanted all those years ago and yet your eyes then dropped down to look at your baby who'd fallen asleep with your nipple still in her mouth, you found you weren't happy at all. You then looked at Frankie who was laying deathly still, just like he had been for the past week. Taking him in, you realised that you didn't want that future with Ben.

You wanted it with him.

...

"Morning Papi." You gushed as you pushed your little girl into the hospital room that Frankie had now been occupying for a week and a half "Someone has been a fussy little lady. Think she needed to see her Papi." You finished as you scooped her up into your arms and carried her over to him.

Perching on the edge of the bed, you gently laid your daughter on his lap before grabbing one of his hands to place it on her bum, smiling as she started to wiggle.

"Mmmm." A soft hum slipped past Frank's lips and your eyes snapped up.

"Frankie?" You called and this time you were sure you saw him frown.

Without hesitation, you picked your daughter up and placed her in her pram before you returned your attention to the man in the bed.

"Frankie, can you hear me?"

"Mmmm." He hummed again, this time with a weak nod and you sobbed with joy as you grabbed his hand.

"I'm right here Frankie." You said as you cupped his cheat "Just listen to my voice."

A few more grumbles and moans slipped out as his movements got a little stronger. You perched on his bed and watched him as he started to surface, giving him soft words of encouragement as he slowly but surely grew more aware of his surroundings. When his eyes cracked open, you buzzed for a doctor and then you were asked to step aside as they worked.

It was a good twenty minutes later before you were allowed to return to your spot at his side and you clung to his hand, giving him something to anchor him as he made that final push and just when you thought he was going to give up.

He opened his eyes.

"Hey, you." You sobbed as your stroked his hair affectionately "Welcome back."

He gave you a weak smile before he coughed weakly and you were quick to grab the bottle and straw that sat on his side table. He took a few tentative sips before nodding his thanks and then you returned to watching and waiting for him to surface just that little bit more. Then finally...

"Hey." He whispered, giving you a small smile and that was it.

Clutching his cheeks you kissed him. Pouring all the emotions you'd had bottled up inside of you for the last 11 days.

"Would you like to meet your daughter?" You muttered against his lips and he nodded, his smile growing just a little brighter.

You then picked up the little girl from her bassinet and carried her over to her father whose arms were ready to receive her. You helped him get a good hold of her before you returned to your perch on the edge of his bed.

"I haven't named her yet." You pipped up after a little while "Wanted to wait for you to wake up."

"Yeah?" Frankie asked and you nodded, smiling brightly at him.

"Do you have any you like?" You asked and he nodded.

"There was one." Saw it whilst doing some internet shopping for her." He confessed his voice a little stronger.

"What was it?" You asked, smiling at how shy he'd become.

"Autumn."

You sat there frozen for a moment and he felt himself grow more and more nervous the longer you didn't say anything.

"If you don't like it we-"

He was cut off by your lips pressing against his and all the doubts he'd had melted away.

"It's perfect." You said, pulling away and resting your brow against his.

A knock at the door had you both jumping back and you looked up to see Ben standing there. Coffee's in hand just like every day. You were up and at his side in a heartbeat, smiling brightly as your grab your coffee.

"Ben, he's awake." You said, your eyes then drifting to Frankie who was cooing over his new baby daughter.

"I can see that." He replied, his tone making you look at him with a frown "Not all I saw." He finished and your stomach sank.

"Ben I can explain."

"No need." He snapped, eyes drifting to his friend and the baby he'd help create with you "I get it."

You didn't get a chance to say anything else before Ben had disappeared down the corridor and out the swinging doors. Kissing Frankie had just felt so natural at the time yet it didn't make it right.

You had some decisions to make.

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xojennyboo · 1 year ago

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For this post I was just writing anything that came to mind. I don't agree with cheating at all but it calls for good smut action lol. What would you do if Harry through himself at you?! Anyways please enjoy this post and don't forget to like, comment, reblog on Tumblr, and submit requests! Thank you once again. Happy Reading.

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You loved weddings. They'd remind you that love does exist and that everyone can get a happy ending with the right person. Currently, your best friend, Tatiana, is getting married to the love of her life. Of course, being her best friend, she had asked you to be her maid of honor and you were thrilled to accept. The colors that she chose for the bridesmaids is Olive. She has always loved the color. Since you were the maid of honor, your dress was a bit darker than the bridesmaids. Your dress is a satin Olive colored dress with adjustable straps on each shoulder. It had a crossover cowl neckline, not showing too much cleavage. It also had a leg split on the side. It was simple and elegant.

Tatiana's husband, Jeff, had 6 groomsmen. Harry being the best man. They were really close, almost like brothers you would say. You and Harry had had a relationship but had a fallen out last year. Both deciding to go your separate ways, but still keeping it cordial. He had moved on pretty quickly, you thought, and managed to start dating two months after your breakup. This hurt you a lot, considering you guys had been together for three years. One thing you hated about all of this was that he got a girlfriend, and that your feelings for him are still growing strong. The reason for the breakup wasn't because you both lacked love for one another, it was because of your busy schedules and the fact that both of you couldn't spend as much time with one another as you would've liked.

To make all of this even worse, since you and Harry were maid of honor and best man, you were paired off to walk down the isle together and sit next to each other at the reception, as per the newlywed's decision. You had to suck it up and just agree since it was Tatiana's and Jeff's wedding and you didn't want to make it anymore difficult. Currently, you guys were at the reception part of the evening, everyone mingling and having fun. You were proud at how the reception turned out to be, exactly how Tatiana had envisioned it when you were helping her with the wedding preparations. She looked so happy. It was time for their first dance. There was light smoke coming from either side them as they danced to their wedding song. Your smile couldn't have been any wider seeing your best friend so damn happy. Tears were spilling from your eye and down your cheek as you just watched them. "That could've been us you know", Harry, who was sitting next to you due to the seating arrangements, whispered to you. You looked at him, his stare not on you but at his best friend and my best friend's direction. You didn't know what to say so you stayed silent. Once the first dance was over, everyone clapped and cheered for them, standing up to give them their undivided attention. Tatiana motioned everyone to the dance floor to dance, as another slow song started to play. Harry stood up, and stuck out a hand to me to take. I looked up at him, his tall demeanor kind of stiff as our eyes connected for the first time the whole day. I placed my hand on his, and we made our way to the dance floor. The song, Because of You by Stephen Sanchez,, started to play. He placed one hand on your lower back, bringing you closer to his torso, the other holding your hand as both of you swayed to the melody of the piano.

You loved this song, and always wanted it to be your wedding song once you got married. The only thing was that this song reminded you of Harry. As both of you swayed to the song, you heard Harry start to lightly sing along to the song. You stared into one another's eyes as he sang along to the song. Your heartbeat picked up as he stared at you. Now you're wondering where Harry's girlfriend is at right? According to him, she couldn't make it since she was busy with family and work. Once the song slowed down even more, reaching its ending, you couldn't help but stand there and stare at one another like complete idiots. Your trance came to a stop once an upbeat song started to play and everyone started to cheer and scream. You looked around you noticing the people dance and sing a lot. You needed to get out of the room for a bit. You let go of Harry's hand and exited the room, looking for the bathroom. Once there, you leaned against the sink, taking deep breaths. You looked at yourself in the mirror, flustered at what just happened. The way he was singing the song, it was like he was singing it to you and meant every word. Also his confession at the table about what could've been. You heard a light knock on the bathroom door. "It's busy" you say as you wiped the tears from your face lightly, trying not to mess up your makeup. There was another knock. You rolled your eyes and opened the door harshly. "I said it was b-", you started to say but stopped once you saw Harry standing on the door frame. "Are you okay?", he said looking worried. Ugh why does he have to make this so difficult. "Yeah, I just had to get away for a second, it was getting too hot", you say walking to the sink again and leaning your head down to collect your feelings. Harry walked in and closed the door behind him, locking it. Your heartbeat increased. What is he planning?

He moved behind you, causing you to stand up both of you now staring at one another through the mirror. "What are you doing Harry?", you say trying to puzzle together his actions and words. "I'm doing absolutely nothing", he says smirking at you. You turned around now facing him. He comes closer to you and places a hand on your cheek, slowly wiping away a missed tear from your face. He looked into your eyes not saying a single word to you. Both of your breathing slowly picking up with each second that passed. "I don't know what it is. I don't know if it's the wedding or the soft twinkly lights around us", he says his eyes diverting to your slight parted lips then back to your eyes. "But I can't stop thinking about you Y/N", he confesses. "You've been on my mind all day. I can't stop looking at you. I can't stop these feelings that I tried suppressing for a year", he says. You rolled your eyes at this comment. Clearly he moved on after two months. "It sure seems like you suppressed them well then", you say removing his hand from your cheek. You walked to the door and unlocked it, stepping out into the hallway leaving Harry without any words in the bathroom. You needed a drink. You walked over to the bar, and got yourself a margarita. You looked at Tatiana who is currently dancing with the crowd. She met your gaze and motioned you to come dance with her. You finished your drink and headed to the dance floor to dance with your best friend. If it wasn't for her, you don't know how you would've dealt with the breakup.

The wedding was a success, dancing the night away with your best friend. You couldn't lie, throughout the night you kept looking around to see where Harry was at. You did find him standing at the balcony speaking to Jeff. I wondered what they were talking about? You didn't pay much attention after that, trying to be there for Tatiana on her special day. As the night was coming to an end, it was time for the groom and bride to say goodbye to their guests and make their way to their honeymoon. You hugged Tatiana and Jeff tightly and wished them the best time in Hawaii. "Have the best time love", you hugged Tatiana on last time. "I will. Call me if you need anything", she says. You nodded, not planning on bothering her at all. The cheered with the crowd one last time and got into their vintage car and drove off. The night slowed down and as the maid of honor you made sure that everyone left with food and the wedding favors. You thanked each guest for coming as they made their way out the door one by one. Harry also helping you halfway through. Once done, you looked at the empty reception and smiled. Mission Accomplished you say to yourself. You thanked the employees there who were in charge of cleaning up the mess that was created, receiving smiles. "Where are you off to now", Harry's voice was heard behind you. "I'm going back home", you say walking over to where you were seated and getting your belongings. "How are you getting there?", he asks. You roll your eyes and looked at him before answering. "I'll take an Uber. We're done here, you can go", you say walking towards the door. "I don't feel comfortable with you taking an Uber by yourself. Let me drive you home", he says. He didn't even ask me. You let out a sigh and agreed with him taking you home, feeling uncomfortable taking an Uber at this hour as well.

You both walked to his car and made your way to the house. He knew the route to his house, having him living there. A year and a half of you dating, both of you decided to purchase a home together, knowing you were going to create a beautiful life there. The house was beautiful and picked out by both of you. You remembered how both of you were excited about moving in and decorating. After the breakup, he insisted in you staying there and living there since he said it was your house too. That it would be easier if you stayed instead of him. After going back and forth, you decided on staying. He made his way through the gates of the house and drove up the small hill to them house. "Thank you", you say to him. You opened the door, looking at your phone for the time, and got out. It's was pretty late at night. Why do you always have to feel bad. You turned around leaning down to look at him. "It's late, why don't you stay?", he shook his head no. "I can't. I don't want to intrude", he says. You scoff at his response. "Where are you staying, your girlfriend's house?", you ask. He shook his head again. "She doesn't live around here. I'm staying at a hotel downtown", he says. "Harry, just stay for tonight. You're not intruding if it's your house too", you say before closing the door on his. You walked towards the door and put the Pin to unlock it. After a few seconds you heard his car turn off and door open. You walked into the house and turned the lights on, Harry right behind you. You walked towards the kitchen and grabbed two glasses of wine, before pouring it in each glass. Harry sat on the barstool in the kitchen. "Thank you", he says as you handed him the glass of wine. You stayed quiet and drank your wine in silence.

Once done, you placed both glasses in the dishwasher. "You can sleep in the guest bedroom", you say. "I'm going to get ready for ed. Have a goodnight Harry", you say as you made your way up the stairs and into the room you once shared with Harry. He hasn't placed foot into this house since the day he left. Closing the door behind you, you rested your head against the door closing your eyes and letting out a sigh. You kept overthinking what he had said in the bathroom back at the reception. To be fair, you couldn't stop thinking about him too, seeing him, dressed in an olive green suit at a wedding, it did things to you. Seeing Tatiana get married made you think of what could've been too. Would you and Harry be married by now? Would you still live in this house? So many question, but little answers. You walked over to the bathroom, and turned the shower on, making sure the water was hot enough for you to go in. You took your dress off, removed your makeup, undid your hair, and got in the shower. The hot water felt so nice against your skin. You washed your body with your favorite body wash, washed your hair, and once you were done, you felt like a new person again. Once you changed into your pajamas, you put on your black satin robe, that matched your. black sating pajamas, and went downstairs into the kitchen to get water. To your surprise, Harry was still sitting in the same spot he was when you left. "What are you still doing here?", you asked, opening the door to the fridge to get your water bottle. Silence.

You turned to look at him, about to say something, but was held down by his intense stare on you. You recognized this stare, the many times he gave you that stare you ended up having sex. Your breathing picked up as he stood and made his way towards you. 'Harry", you sighed as he pinned you against the refrigerator door. He didn't say anything and took in the smell of your, now damp, hair. "You're driving me crazy Y/N. I can't stop thinking about having you again. Making you mine like the countless times I claimed your body. I still think about you. Every time I'm with her, I think of you. I think about your kiss. Your touch. When I sleep with her, I think of your body, your skin on mine. Your moans against my ear screaming my name", he says. His eyes were closed. Your breathing picking up at what he's saying. His eyes suddenly opening, looking directly in your eyes, the green darker now filled with lust. "I need you Y/N, I want you. I want to worship you, treat you like the goddess that you are. My goddess. Mine. Only mine", fuck you thought. His words causing tingles to run through your body. "We can't Harry", you start to say but not moving. "We can", he says burying his face in the crook of your neck placing kisses all over. You sighed in relief, feeling his lips against your skin again. Loving the familiarity of his touch. How your body reacts to his touch. "Harry wait. No we can't", you say again, but this time pushing him off you. You wanted him too, so badly. But he has a girlfriend. "Would it help if I told you that things aren't working it out with her? How she knows about you and my feelings towards you. How she knows that things aren't going to work out between me and her?", he says. You were shocked. Then why are they still together if that's the case. "She knows Y/N. She just needed time to process everything. Why do you think she didn't want to come to the wedding?", he asks. I just shrug. "We're done. We're over". He says coming closer to me again.

Are you really going to believe his words? I mean Harry was never the one to lie to you. He was always upfront with his feelings on anything and he wasn't afraid of letting people know what he felt and thought. "Let's make this work. I don't want anyone else that's not you. You're my person. You're my everything Y/N", he says right before he kisses your lips. This wasn't a fast kiss. It was slow and passionate. You dropped the water bottle on the floor and placed your hands on either side of his face, deepening the kiss. Your tongues dancing with one another, savoring each other, getting familiar with one another again. Your body craved for him, more than what you wanted. His hands went down to your waist pulling you closer to his body, the heat between you two divine. God you've missed him so much. His hands made their way down your thighs and picked you up with ease, besides the fact he crouched down a bit due to the height difference. He made his way to the bedroom, your bedroom, the one you shared for years. He places you on the bed, not breaking your kiss. Your hands making their way to his hair, playing with the chocolate curls you loved so much. You felt him smile against the kiss, his lips removing from yours and kissing all over your face, across your jaw, and down to your neck again. His movements weren't rushed, he was taking his time. He kissed behind your ear, knowing that the spot drives you crazy. "You're so beautiful", he whispers in your ear, right before he lightly bites it. Your lips find each other again and you remove his blazer, him throwing it aside. Your legs make their way to wrap around his waist, pulling him closer to you and also feeling the bulge in his pants. He grabs your leg and kneels in front of you, both panting from the kiss. He slowly sides his hands up your leg, placing small kisses on your ankle and foot. He places your leg down and repeats the same action with your other leg.

He smirks at you and kisses back up your body, attaching your lips again, this time making sure to remove his shirt. You do just that, unbuttoning his shirt before untucking it from his slacks. You feel his toned naked chest and place them on his shoulders, before removing his shirt completely. He reciprocates your actions by removing your robe along with the silk cami, your chest completely naked in front of his eyes. You reach down between your hips and start unbuttoning his slacks, causing him to smirk. He bites your bottom lip before kneeling in front of you and removing his slacks completely, taking his briefs off as well. Now he's completely naked in front of you, his tattoos on display for you to see. You remember being there with him when he got a few of them. You reached out, sitting as you traced the butterfly tattoo with your finger, causing him to close his eyes and taking in the feeling of your hands on his hot skin. He grabs your hand and kisses each finger and kissing the middle of your palm. "I don't want to fuck you tonight Y/N", your eyes connecting again. "I want to make love to you", he smirks and leans towards you kissing you and bringing you down to lay on the mattress. He reaches down to your shorts and removes them, exposing your bare pussy. He stares at it and then back at you. He kisses down your chest, your torso, and down to the area that you crave him the most. You loved when he ate you out, his tongue did wonders to you. You looked down to him, your chest rising and falling at a quicker pace waiting for his tongue to make contact with your aching clit. He gently blows air to it causing goosebumps on your skin before kissing each of your folds. He reaches to touch your clit with his finger, gently rubbing it causing your head to fall back and a moan leave your lips at the feeling.

He continues this assault, staring at your reaction. He loved how he made you feel. He loved having you again, right in the palm of his hands, making you feel good, wanted, worshipped. Your breathing started to pick up, rolling your head side to side as he rubbed your pussy. Then, the rubbing stopped and instead his lips were on you, his tongue circling your clit and sucking it. Fucking Hell. Your moans god louder the more he ate you out. His tongue exploring your wet pussy, dipping into your wetness. The noise of your wetness consumed the room, your moans becoming louder and louder. Your legs soon closing against his head as the feeling off your orgasm started to present itself. Your fingers reaching down to his hair, tugging gently at the pleasure he was giving you. Your hips bucked up against his lips, following the rhythm of his tongue. He pinned your down, spreading your legs further apart and moved his tongue at a faster rate. "Fuck Harry, I'm gonna cum", you panted at him. He stared at you as he devoured you, your orgasm taking over you. You threw your head back in pleasure cursing out his name over and over again coming all over his tongue, him licking you clean. He placed kisses up your thighs as you. Tried catching your breath from your orgasm.

He kissed up your body, slowly, and kissed you passionately, tasting yourself on his lips. You moaned against his lips, feeling his erection on your torso, precum oozing out of his tip. "Let me please you Harry", you tell him. He shook his head no. "No, this is about you", he says in a whisper. Before you can say anything, he inserted himself in you, causing you to gasp at the intrusion. You had forgotten how big and thick he was, his cock stretching you out in all of the right places. You moaned as you looked down where you connected as he slowly started to thrust into you. "Fuck I've missed your pussy wrapped around me" he moaned, picking. Up the pace and finding the right position. He wrapped your legs around his waist, he leaned into you, his face in front of yours, his hands on either side of your head. You grabbed your breasts as they moved up and down with each thrust he made. You moaned as his tip hit your favorite spot. "Mmmm found it", he smirks as he buries his head in your neck, moving fast. The heels of your feet pressing against his lower back bringing him closer. His heavy breathing felt amazing against your hot body, sweat accumulating on both of your skins. He reached for your hands and intertwined your fingers as he held them tightly about your head. He kissing your lips again, both drunk from having one another. You moaned against his lips as another orgasm was sneaking up on you. He bought your legs more up so he can go deeper into you, making you moan more louder against his ear. "I miss you Y/N. I love you. I love your body. I love you", he repeated over and over against your ear his moans increasing against your ear as he too was close to climaxing. "Fuck Harry. I love you too", you say tears accumulating in your eyes. You grabbed his face and kissed him deeply. "Do me a favor though" you panted. He scrunched his eyebrows together, confused for a bit. "Fuck me", you say. He smirked at you, removing himself from inside you, flipping you over on all fours. "Yo missed being fucked Y?N", all you can do is moan as he smacked your ass causing you to flinch in pain and pleasure. You loved how romantic he got, making love always making you more and more hornier for some reason, but it always ended up with him fucking you rough towards the end.

"Did you miss my cock baby?", he smacks your ass again. "Yes yes yes", you say breathlessly, waiting for him to fuck you senseless. He slapped your wet pussy with his dick causing you to moan and then inserted himself into you, both moaning at the sensation. He grabbed your hips and he started thrusting into you at a fast pace, the bed making noises with each thrust. Your hands fisted the sheets, the noise of both of your skin slapping against each others making you go crazy. "Play with yourself for me baby", he instructs. Your hand reached down to your swollen clit and rubbed it. He looked down to see your hand moving causing him to grunt at the view. He brought his hand to your hair, grabbing it and pulling you closer to him. His moans closer to your ear as he continued thrusting it you. "Fuck Harry", you say reaching out behind him, your fingers also gripping his hair. You leaned your head back on his shoulder, your eyes closed, a moaning mess, as you Savored his cock inside you. You continued to play with yourself, your hand moving faster as you felt your climax coming. "I'm gonna cum Harry", you moan. "Cum for me baby", he moans against your ear as his lips kiss and suck on your neck. The feeling driving you to your climax. You were both a moaning mess as he came inside you and you came on him. "Fuuuuck", he moans, stilling inside you.

Once both were finished, he removed himself from you and laid on the mattress, both of you panting. You lied next to him, looking up at the ceiling. He turned to look at you, you doing the same. A smile spread across his face as he admired you. "I really do love you Y/N. You're the love of my life", he says seriously. "I know", you say, your fingers making their way to his hair. You remembered how much he loved when you did that after you had sex. "I love you too", you say, placing a kiss on his chest. That night, there was no sleeping involved. You talked for hours, catching up on the lost time between the two of you. He would later break up with his girlfriend, surprisingly she took it well according to Harry. After just being friends for a couple of weeks, due to both of you trying to take it slow, you both were an item. You dated and made your relationship public. Tatiana and Jeff were very happy to know you were together, knowing that you guys were endgame. You couldn't be any happier. Both of you promised that your relationship would be a priority to both of you. You both h had to communicate with one another. By the end of the year, Harry proposed to you on a vacation you took with Tatiana and Jeff. Although you both wanted to talk it slow, you knew that you were meant to be with one another. By the following year, you and Harry got married in London. Again you couldn't be any happier than to be with the person that made you feel loved and wanted and secure. After a couple of months after your honeymoon, you sat on the balcony of your home, staring at your backyard. You were elated as you watched the birds sing, the spring soon ending to bring in the fall. You looked down at your growing belly, rubbing it. You were pregnant with Harry's first child. You smiled and looked back up, awaiting for the new adventures that you and Harry will encounter with a new addition to the family.

#harry edits #harry edward styles #harry fluff #harry smut #hslot #harry styles #smut #1dsmut #harry styles one direction #harry styles one shot #harry's house album #harry fanfic

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sophierequests · 2 years ago

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tree decorating // holiday event

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Pairing: Genya Safin x gn!Reader

A/N: My bbg Genya <333

Summary: Genya helps the reader with decorating the Christmas tree.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 700

Warnings: None

“This looks absolutely atrocious.” You almost dropped the box full of ornaments when Genya’s voice suddenly materialised behind you. Quickly, you stepped off the wonky stepladder in order to prevent yourself from falling down and embarrassing yourself even more.

“Why thank you, that was my plan all along,” you mumbled, earning a distasteful look from your girlfriend.

“Weren’t Tolya and Tamar supposed to decorate the tree?” she laughed, finally entering the room fully to take in the absolute chaos you had produced.

“The key word is ‘supposed to’, Nikolai needed them to help him with whatever scheme he’s trying to get done behind Zoya’s back.”

“And the next best choice was you?”

“Hey!” you replied, giving her a slight jab to the shoulder. “That’s so unfair, I’m not even done yet. You can’t judge my tree decorating abilities before seeing the finished product.”

“I can and I will, darling. This much tinsel makes the tree look way too cheap.” She stepped closer to the tree, her brows furrowed as she inspected the tree further. “These candles are entirely too close to the branches. And here I thought Harshaw is the biggest pyromaniac in here. Saints, have you ever decorated a tree?”

“Alright, alright, I’ll do it again if that’s what makes you happy. Now, do you mind letting me get back to what I was doing before you rained on my parade?”

“Absolutely not,” she replied sternly, removing some of the ornaments and lights you had attached only minutes earlier. “I’m not letting you do that alone. You’ll need some sort of artistic influence to keep you on track.”

“Don’t you have literally a hundred over tasks to attend to?” you asked quizzically, opting to help her with picking apart the tree again.

“Yes, I do. But I also have a partner with zero decorative intuition, so that issue is a bit more pressing.”

With that, the two of you began to remove every single one of the ornaments and other decorative items you had already added prior to her appearance. Even though you were kind of disappointed to see all your work be for nothing, you had to agree that it looked absolutely terrible. You really weren’t one to have an eye for these sorts of things.

“Wait, do people genuinely put gingerbread men on Christmas trees?” you questioned in disbelief as she pulled out a pretty ancient-looking cookie from the box of decorations on the floor.

She eyed the figure with a slight hint of disgust, turning it over in her hand a few times before eventually tossing it over her shoulder. “Some do. We are not these people.”

This spiel went on for almost up to an hour. Genya rummaged through every box available, pulling out ornaments, dried fruits and what felt like a thousand other things. Whenever she found something she thought to be suitable, she handed it to you, giving you at least a little bit of artistic freedom before telling you whether she was content with where you put it or not.

“We only have the star now, don’t we?” you inquired, impatiently climbing off and onto the first step of the ladder.

“Yes, I think this one would look quite good with the rest.” She held up a bright golden star that - obviously - fit in perfectly with the general aesthetic of the tree. “And stop doing that. I won’t catch you if you fall.”

You quickly snatched the star from her hands, going up the ladder a few steps to place it on top of the tree. You wanted to turn around to get a look at your partner’s expression, but as you did so, the stepladder shook violently underneath your feet. This caused you to lose your balance for just a split second, tumbling backwards before you even realised what was going on.

Genya reacted quickly, her arms immediately wrapping around your waist to ease the blow. Both of you ended up in a messy pile of limbs on the cold floor of the common room, however, mostly unharmed.

“I thought you didn’t intend on catching me?” you groaned, rolling off of her with a faint chuckle.

“I didn’t want your blood to ruin the tree. We worked too hard on it.”

Taglist:

Grishaverse fics in general: @yesshewrites1 @dal-light

Genya Safin: @maximoffgxrl

#genya safin x reader #genya safin imagine #genya safin #grishaverse x reader #grishaverse fanfic #grishaverse #shadow and bone x reader #shadow and bone

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cerisesakurainspring · 9 months ago

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OIKAWA TOORU - Forget Me Not

~~Courting Victory: Oikawa's Route

"Then take it one step at a time." Seijoh's wing spiker replied as if it was the simplest thing to do.

Tooru frowned at his statement and sighed, "I've been trying my best, but I just can't seem to tell her the truth."

Hajime frowned, "You still haven't confessed even after kissing her?!"

"How do you even know we kissed?!"

"Under the stupid Ginkgo tree at school on our grad day, I saw you sneak a kiss so I thought you told her then."

"Eh, that wasn't our first kiss." The setter said as a matter-of-fact, and the lack of remorse on his striking features irked Hajime to core.

"Huh?! Are you telling me you've been touchy with her without confessing?! Are you fucking with me right now Crappykawa?!"

"Eek! We haven't gotten that far yet."

"I'm not interested in the details, but you need to be clear with your feelings for her!"

"I did!" Tooru winced at his frowning best friend, "or sort of did."

"Ugh." Hajime rubbed his temples in frustration, "Elaborate on this sort of did thing you're spouting."

"Well, please don't be mad anymore, but I asked her to be my pretend girlfriend as a graduation gift."

"You what?!" The wing spiker clenched his hand into a fist, and the setter stepped back with his arms up.

"And she agreed to it! I didn't force her!" Hajime's frown didn't relax. "Well, that's also half truth." Tooru added.

"Shittykawa, do you know how deep that river is? I should be drowning you right now."

A clearing throat interrupted their heated conversation, and the two men looked towards two other figures approaching them.

"You know, Mattsun and I have been wondering if you'd continue on like this until you're both old and crinkly." Hanamaki remarked.

Hajime closed his eyes and tilted his head up. He let out a long heavy sigh and turned to face Tooru, his eyes heavy with concern and irritation.

"Please stop being selfish." Without saying anything else he walked away and gestured for the men to follow.

"You good? It looked like Iwa was really going to bury you alive." Matsukawa walked beside his captain.

Tooru adjusted the scarf around his neck and tuck his nose in it. "He was really mad this time."

"What did you do?"

Tooru didn't respond.

"Ah, I think I know what it's about." Matsukawa tapped his captain's shoulder in comfort. "We'll support you no matter what."

The brown haired setter smiled at his teammate, "Thanks Matssun."

~~~

Tooru pressed the buzzer once and inspected the small box on his hand one last time. When he heard the locks being unbolted, he hid the box behind his back and prepared a warm smile in greeting.

"Too-chi?" Celeste peeked from behind the door with a small smile. "Aren't you supposed to be with the seniors?"

"Yup! But Makki had to go, and he's pretty much inseparable with Matssun so we split ways."

"And Ha-chi?"

Tooru let out a nervous laugh, "You know how Iwa-chan is."

"What did you do.." the girl giggled knowingly, then opened the door wider to let his 'pretend' boyfriend in.

Tooru wrapped his arms around her once she finished locking the door. "I missed you."

"You just saw me yesterday."

"And it felt like a decade." The setter buried his face on the crook of her neck, the scent of sweet strawberry giving him a sense of comfort.

Not letting go of the hug, Celeste rocked the two of them sideways, slowly at first then quickly.

Giggles erupted in the air as they both toppled to the floor.

"You're so silly." Tooru lightly flicked her nose. "Close your eyes."

"Hmm? Why?"

The brown-haired lad smiled affectionately and proceeded to kiss her forehead. "Just do as I say please."

Celeste pouted but did as told. A soft rustle and a sound of a box opening followed shortly after.

The girl sneakily pried one eye open, curiosity unfurling in her stomach. Tooru inched his face closer to her as a warning. "Stop being sneaky."

The blue-eyed maiden giggled and closed her eyes.

The touch of cold metal on her wrist sent a tickle on her spine and she opened her eyes to look at it only for Tooru to cover her eyes with his right hand.

"Don't look yet and listen to me." He grabs both of her hands and brought them to his face.

After letting out an anxious sigh, he spoke softly. "Ce-chi, I may have approached things the unconventional way and I feel I've done you wrongly. When I asked you to pretend to be my girlfriend, I thought it was the most suitable option for me to be honest with you, but really all I've been doing was run away from it."

He tenderly rubbed the back of her hands with his thumb. "I was afraid of what might become of us once I leave for Argentina. Now that I think hard about it, I didn't consider what you would have wanted for us."

"And for that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for my egocentric tendencies but I want you to know my heart is committed."

Tooru kissed both of her eyes then leaned his forehead with hers. "Aishiteru wa, Celeste. For the longest time. I'm not sure when it started but my heart beats for you."

The release of his suppressed emotions, gave him a cathartic release. The weight of the once unspoken words lifted off his shoulders and gave way to a flood of emotions. His eyes became teary with relief and overwhelming love for the woman in front of him.

Celeste opened her eyes, her expression mirroring Tooru's. There was no need to speak words for their eyes said it all. Joy radiated in their hearts as his confession was met with reciprocation.

The infatuated man brought up the girl's right hand to show her his gift. On her wrist was a gold bracelet adorned with three forget-me-not flowers, a symbol of eternal love and devotion.

"This bracelet is a token of my vow to you." Tooru kissed her knuckles, letting his lips linger longer on her ring finger, a promise of the future.

"We'll do just fine right?" Celeste intertwined their hands, needing his words of affirmation. "It will not be easy being far away from each other."

"Yes, we will. We may be miles apart then but the physical distance will not diminish what I feel for you." Tooru reassured.

"Then, I'll try to visit you when I can. I'll be supporting you wherever you may be. It's a promise."

Celeste put out her pinky and it reminded him of her promise to return 12 years ago. Though it took her many years to return to Japan, the fulfillment of that promise made him feel solace to their impending separation.

Tooru wrapped his own pinky on hers, "I'll wait for you, as we each forge a path of our own, my heart will stay loyal to you. That is my promise."

#haikyū!!#haikyuu #oikawa tooru #hq fluff #hq oikawa

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janetkwallace · 2 years ago

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My opinion on Zeb Wells' current Spider-Man run

Note: If you really enjoyed Zeb Wells' run, that's really good! I wish I could have enjoyed it. I am criticizing the product, not the reader. Also, my opinion is not gospel. No one is forcing you to agree with me or my own views of a particular subject. I don't hate Zeb Wells or anyone involved with Spider-Man these days as a person, I'm only criticizing what they made under Spider-Man's flagship. Well, If you're still here... Let's begin.

Number One: Bad Characterization

[Aunt May is right. This is not Peter Parker (From Amazing Spider-Man #23 (2022).]

The characterization ranges from mediocre to awful.

Peter is miserable. Everything is depressing and mean spirited, but not compelling as Daredevil. It's just so depressing to the point it becomes painful to read. Peter and Mary Jane are split up again, despite Spencer's run portraying both characters as close to each other, and the reason why they are split up is because external forces won't keep them together. Because Paul, I guess. He is not even a character on his own, neither his children are, they are just plot devices keeping Peter and MJ apart. That's the reason they exist and I stopped caring.

So, I thought the first issues were low, and maybe the quality would improve over time. Yeah, it doesn't. Peter Parker is a loser for the sake of being a loser. He gets punched more than he gets to punch someone in the face. All I see is Spider-Man getting his ass kicked and constantly needing help from someone else.

In one issue he begs Norman Osborn, of all people, to help him fight the Vulture. You know, the Vulture, who has been defeated like, I don't know, a hundred times before by Spidey himself. Hey, the Vulture has new equipment, so I'll buy it for a moment.

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...I buy more the fact that Spidey managed to break the unbreakable window of Hobgoblin's battle van by punching it back in issue 251 of Amazing Spider-Man.

Anyway, if you're going to ask for someone's help to fight against your enemy, would you choose Norman Osborn of all people? The dude who killed your girlfriend in front of you, who psychologically tormented your best friend, the one Norman Osborn who was behind the atrocity of the Clone Saga, that Norman Osborn who took you as his heir and tried to turn you into the next Green Goblin!? You've got to be kidding me.

From what I read, Norman is not a villain anymore and kind of a good guy now. I don't care, he could have asked for anyone else's help. This is just forced, like many of the things going on in Zeb Wells' run.

Number Two: Lazy Writing

If characterization wasn't already one of Zeb Wells' strengths, his writing often feels, uh... How do I describe it? Well, it is lazy. That's it. While I admit that I got a bit invested in the beginning of the run, the writing fails to hold up to my investment. Again, if you liked it, no worries! I am not criticizing you, the fan, but the Spider-Man book that was a kind of let down for me. And one of the reasons why I gave up reading... it was the writing.

It's ok, nothing particularly memorable, which's a bad thing when you are writing about Spider-Man, dude! Sure, Denny O'Neil's run was boring, but there was at least some investment from the author and the creative team to make the stories interesting, even when they did not make any sense.

Zeb Wells, however, it's just pure nonsense, and he doesn't seem to care much about what's going on, there's no attempt at making any of the stories exciting. If that's the case, then it's more of Romita Jr's effort to tell a story through their artwork rather than words. The artists are the ones who brought me to read this run, who fed me interest instead of Zeb Wells himself.

One issue (I think it's the recent one, issue 23) and the narration boxes are like 'God hit me. MJ is with God. Police sirens. Feds are behind me. Gotta run. Body slam. Falls from cliff', and I don't have much of a problem with it. It is the way it's presented that it is a chore to read. There are moments you do not even notice the narration by how tiny the narration boxes are, because one character says 'Yes, I exist', and that's their narration.

Again, this might be a 'problem for me' problem, since it's easy to follow the writing style, it's nothing complicated. Complicated, however, is the author's relationship with the character...

Zeb Wells does not understand Spider-Man. He is capable of writing a story, Wells is a talented writer after all, but man, does he understand how Spidey works... Peter just YELLS at people, pulls them against the wall, and says 'I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!!!*' and goes away; that could sum up the way he writes Spider-Man.

It comes as a forced drama to progress a flawed plot in order to keep people invested in an event that is very unlikely to happen, which means Peter and MJ staying together and the story being like 'hey they will be together, but not in this issue! We're gonna tell what's going on... not in this issue!', and the story is all about 'revelations!... next issue'. 21 issues later, and now we know who Paul is, and he still manages to be the lamest Spider-Man character I have ever seen. It leaves me baffled at how or why Mary Jane decided to stay with that guy, without saying it is because of Spider-Man editorial, but in-comic context I mean.

(*Also, small pet peeve of mine, but I absolutely hate the word ballons whenever a characters YELLS VERY LOUD, as if MAKING THE FONT THIS BIG tells us something meaningful to the audience.)

Number Three: Disregard with continuity

This is not a problem with Zeb Wells himself, but with the whole of comics.

Point is, character behavior should remain consistent as the story goes on. The more the chapters, the more it's inevitable that the writer (or writers) may screw up with the character behavior. And in a 70 year old title, of course there'll be lots of character developments and relationship shake-ups, it's necessary in order to keep people invested in. However, Zeb Wells' does the opposite.

Instead of developing characters, they are regressed to their lowest common denominator. Imagine if Lois Lane forgot Clark Kent was Superman and left Clark to stay with another man (following a slap in the face) while Clark himself punches Jimmy Olsen in the face, pulls Perry White to a wall as he quits the job at the Daily Planet, goes back from Metropolis to Smallville to date Lana Lang and Lex Luthor want to be best friends with Supes, how would you feel about it? That's how I feel about the current Amazing Spider-Man run.

I may be exaggerating a bit, but that's what happens. Decades of character growth are completely ignored so Zeb Wells can write his soap opera where everyone does stuff they would never do unless under bad writing. Peter gets beaten by every single villain despite having years of experience in combat and being smart too.

Hey, remember when Spidey fought Juggernaut (issues 229-230 of Amazing Spider-Man) not only with his fists, but by being clever as well? By tricking the unbeatable Juggernaut wrecking havoc through New York to a construction site where he sinks into wet cement? That was intelligent, but forget about it. Under Wells' writing, Juggernaut would have stumped with his feet on Peter's head and the fight would be over.

It's just sad to make us feel sad, because that's 'relatable'. And, speaking of which...

Number Four: Relatability

I have this theory that the Spider-Man editorial only lets writers who agree with “their vision of the character '' write Spider-Man these days. Their vision of Spider-Man? Just like how Stan Lee wrote him back in the '60s. Young, single, social awkward, studying at high school, struggling with a job, engaged in love triangles... They can't accept the fact that a 70 year old character needs to move on and be an adult and, I don't know, have some maturity. Peter is a manchild and I hate it, it's not relatable at all, and if that's an attempt at emulating Lee/Ditko or Lee/Romita phase, it fails.

The thing that made Spider-Man be Spider-Man was how readers related to him, how his character grew up by each comic and alongside the readers. When Peter Parker graduated, some of the readers were graduating too. When Peter Parker asked Mary Jane to marry him, some of the readers were married. When MJ told Peter that she was pregnant, guess what? Some readers were raising their children.

As for this Spider-Man, though... I do not relate to him at all. He suffers, everyone suffers, and it's not engaging or entertaining. We don't see Spidey suffer like Daredevil then coming back stronger than before, he feels weaker by each issue, and a D list villain being able to defeat him in a single issue is an offense.

It's pathetic, what happened to Spider-Man, who lifted tons of weight so he could save his aunt's life? Or the Spider-Man who was buried by Kraven the Hunter for weeks until he came out of the grave because of his love for Mary Jane? The Spider-Man who tore Doctor Octopus tentacles apart because of his love for Black Cat?

The Spider-Man who single handed defeated Firelord by punching the hell out of him?

The Spider-Man who fought Morlun face to face and was so badly injured by the end of it yet he never gave himself in to death? The Spider-Man who lifted an entire collapsing Daily Bugle in 'The Final Chapter'?

I do not feel related to Peter at all. Is that the same character I grew up with? Is this the guy who showed me what an ordinary man could do to help people, while in his outfit or not? Peter represents just how an average person can face life’s troubles and tribulations in order to come out stronger, but this Spider-Man? Peter being a sore thumb by every single issue is so annoyingly frustrating to watch.

Number Five: Paul

Oh, Paul... What's with Paul? He is a self-inserted editorial mandate as a character dictating 'no, you can't be together!', sure, but why does he exist in the story's context? Why? No one needed another Paul.

(Yeah, there was Paul Stacy, Gwen's whiny brother who only existed to blame peter for his sister's death, how he was not there when Gwen Stacy died, that Gwen could still be alive if Peter cared more, and he was annoying on his own right, but back to the other Paul.)

Paul is so one dimensional his kids were born 3D because of Mary Jane's genes.

Like I said before, Paul is in the comics to keep Peter and Mj away from each other. He has no reason to exist other than to fulfill Zeb Wells' (and I blame the editorial too) forced drama agenda. Also, why would Mj marry someone who has shown to be aggressive as Paul, isn't her backstory revolved around her abusive father?

Again, bad writing doing its job. Yeah, Peter and MJ had their ups and downs, everyone has in a relationship, but unlike Paul, they had depth, they had humanity, you cared for both, you understood both's feelings for themselves and each other. Paul is a waste of time, and I could say this entire run is a waste of time and vital energy, but there are some positives.

The good stuff:

Romita's Jr. is a good artist. It looked bad at the beginning, but his artwork has improved with each issue (though the neanderthal faces look weird);

The first story arc with Tombstone was decent. Nothing really new, or astonishing, but overall decent;

Hell is filled with good ideas, and so does this run.

Number Six: Mary Jane's treatment

Poor Mary Jane. The way writers have treated you with the years...

Let's be honest: The marriage was a natural progression for both characters. For years, writers have been teasing a closer and deeper relationship between Peter and Mary Jane, so it was obvious they would soon get married. Peter proposed twice, once in Wolfman's run, and later in David Micheline's.

Under Micheline's writing, Peter was a more mature person, he had been through a lot, and he felt like he had been giving too much importance to Spider-Man over the ears while ignoring he's also Peter Benjamin Parker, that he has a life as a person, so the next step to be taken was to ask Mary Jane in marriage. Why? Because, as mentioned before, they knew each other for a long time, and only MJ knew Peter was Spider-Man and Peter knew that Mary Jane would be there to listen to his worries, as much as he listened to hers.

It's a heartwarming story, it shows how much the characters have grown throught time, and it's one of the best examples of why Spider-Man is one of the most relatable of Marvel characters. And then came One More Day, which ruined the character forever. But let's talk about Zeb Wells instead. His Mary Jane hates Peter for some reason, and it's a drag to follow up why. Other than that, MJ is a writing tool, she is no longer a character. I call it Paul's disease.

Issue 21 tells the reader on the front cover that 'Finally! You will see the truth revealed!', but of course not, it happens in the next issue, and it's just bad. Did they reduce Peter/Mj relationship to this? They can't be the human beings I felt related for years ago anymore.

Personal considerations

[You know how bad a comic run is when other comic books acknowledge it. A panel from Doctor Strange #1 (2023).]

When I read Superior Spider-Man, I swear, Ock Peter and Anna Maria's relationship was more developed than current Peter and Mary Jane's relationship these days. It was obvious Superior would not last forever, after Otto Octavius sacrificed himself (don't worry, he came to life again through a deal with the devil, not kidding), with Spider-Man in his red/blue suit saying "Now it's my turn!".

When I saw that panel, with old Spidey's vibrant colors showing in the dark, I really, really had hopes that Spider-Man would beat Green Goblin' ass and the flagship title would be amazing once again. It was a sign of better days to come. What do I get from out of my invest? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Peter is Spider-Man again and so what? He never learns from his mistakes. He is all about 'with great powers come great responsibilities' and he can't be a responsible adult to save his life. "He and MJ will be together" is teased over and over, but external forces keep them apart.

I was only three years old when One More Day came out, watching Woodpecker on TV while Peter sold his marriage to the devil. I had no idea who Spider-Man was, but ever since I read the books, saw the animated series, and had a school's notebook with Spider-Man in it, I became a fan. And I hope I never give up, because that's the lesson Peter taught me when he got to be written by better writers.

If you enjoyed Zeb Wells as a writer, that's completely fine. We all like something others do not. This is by no means a personal attack against any of you who have liked this run, this is just the opinion of a reader. And that's all.

#amazing spider man #comics #zeb wells #asm vol. 6 #review #opinion #spider man #peter parker #mary jane watson #asm 2022 #my opinion

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A Little Piece of You Chapter 13: The Mending and the Melancholy

This is a chapter from an on-going series. If you missed out on the previous entries, you can check my masterlist.

Previous chapter: X & Y

Word count: 6,804

Tags: Male OC, Angst, Mystery girl, College, Breakup (?)

Enjoy!

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“So, after you and Wonyoung broke up, you never had a chance to talk again Jae-in? She never cared to even explain things to you, especially clarify what happened after you two broke up?” Bae Joohyun asked after a short while of silence, her attention split on consuming another one of Jae-in’s bought tarts and keeping her fury within. Her statement was met with a quick shake of the young man’s head as he then proceeded to give an answer.

“We… we actually talked again, although I would not count our next encounter to be an explanation of sorts. Of course I was still bitter towards her, and I don’t think anyone can blame me for that, so I ceased reaching out to her for a good couple of months. However, she surprisingly contacted me last semester out of nowhere. I honestly forgot about her already at that point so I’m surprised she even contacted me.”

Joohyun raised an eyebrow and glared at her brother.

“She did that? Well, what did she tell you then? What did she want of you? Did she even care to give you an explanation?”

“Actually no… she was… I don’t know what’s going on her head but she wanted to talk to me again… even invited me to go clubbing with her and promised a couple of drinks here and there. I just backed off because I know that she’s still dating the same guy from before, even above the reason that I don’t want to have anything to do with her. It would look so bad once I kept on talking to her especially when the guy finds out what she’s doing behind his back.”

Joohyun scoffed.

“The audacity; do you still have this Jang Wonyoung’s number, Jae-in? Do you still know where she lives?”

“I really don’t…. why?”

“She invited you to go clubbing, right? I’ll give her the clubbing she wants. I’m going to head there and golf-club her house’s windows right now! She was the one who asked for it, Jae-in!”

“Yah, noona, that’s not necessary… it’s been a long time and I’m not even talking to her; nor would I imagine me doing that for the next couple of years. It’s okay. I don’t intend to do so. I’ve moved on.”

“That still isn’t enough!” the step-sister raised her voice as her face dangerously turned wolfish. “My co-workers always criticize me for being too keen on boys, but if there’s one thing that I hate more than that are girls who are overly too flirty! She needs to be taught how to get her hands away from you!”

“Noona…”

“Yah, if you’re going to pick another girl who’s just like Wonyoung, I’m going to kick you off of my house,” she said with both her eyebrows raised. “Yoon Jae-in, I mean it. Your heart is way too precious to just give on people who would readily break it, you pabo. Stay single for a while and find the best girl for you, okay?”

“I… I get it noona… t-thank you.”

“And she better be pretty. I should be your standard, you small bean. Your next girlfriend should be equal or even better than your own sister, and then at least I could be confident that she can take care of such a fragile heart like you. She better be serious too. If you’re at the same age and she’s still way too playful, don’t even consider her. You need someone who is mature, not someone who’s still thinking of playing games.”

“Yah, if I were to put you as my standard, noona, I might die single because no one else could come close to you.”

She raised her fork as if aiming to smack Jae-in with it.

“Hey, if that’s the case you’re not going to die alone, you pabo! If you end up not getting married, it’s not like I’m leaving you here! Of course I’ll be watching your back! I’m being dead serious here, Jae-in-ssi. You need to be picky. You know, if only it would not turn out to be weird, I would have agreed to get married to you just so that you won’t fall to the wrong hands. I won’t even mind if that was the case.”

“Yah noona that’s so weird to say!”

“’So weird’ my butt, at least I know how to take care of you, you stupid little bean! I mean it. Next time that someone likes you, consider if they would even pass my approval. Just put that thought on the back of your head and then you’re going to get better people. I promise you.”

Bae Joohyun finally stood up from where she was seated, brushing her long shirt off of crumbs while moving to pick up the empty plate beside Jae-in, but not before moving to give her younger brother a hug. He then responded by placing his head over her narrow waist as she stood beside his sitting figure.

“And one more thing,” she continued while Jae-in hugged her in return. “Make sure that when you give promises to people that they would promise on the same way, okay? You never mentioned anything about Wonyoung’s promise to take care of you. It was only you who promised to do so, Jae-in, so I guess that’s why you two turned up the way you did. Please don’t do that next time. I don’t want anyone breaking your heart. I’ll break their souls if they do.”

Wait, did she really not…?

“Well, you better get some rest while I take care of this plate,” Jae-in’s elder sister said as she finally broke off of the hug from him. “I remembered that I had to send a document for a client as well; it almost flew off of my head because of how occupied I am with your story.”

“I will do that, noona. I’ll just finish some dues.”

“Don’t you ever talk to that Wonyoung again okay?” she said in reply while walking towards the door, pointing a red-nailed index finger towards Jae-in’s direction. “Don’t even imagine that I’m not serious when I said I’m going to kick you off.” And that statement earned a laugh from Jae-in.

“I won’t noona, I promise. Please take care!”

A smile was etched on Jae-in’s face as Joohyun disappeared through his door frame. He eyed Jang Wonyoung’s letter for a moment, the thought of even chucking it to the bin was not even entertained by the slightest. After all, he already moved on from her, and even managed to keep the letter’s message concealed from him for years. He figured there was no real reason to break that streak.

He also knew that Joohyun had an ounce of humour in every statement that she said for him, but there was no stopping all of it from being true. Somehow his misgivings were gone that night with the short conversation; allowing himself to lull back into his and Wonyoung’s story gave a huge light on his current situation with Jeon Soyeon. He mentally thanked that one conversation with Shinwon as well, as it was the one that ignited everything up to that very point.

And then he heard footsteps coming from the hallway outside of his room. There was no other real person whom it could belong to, and so he prepared himself for whatever his older sister has to say as she seemed to be rushing on her way back.

Joohyun’s figure immediately showed up again on the door a couple of seconds after that. The plate was already gone from her hands and he could see a couple of water droplets from the porcelain-like skin of her forearms. Her expression was quite shocked, as if just realizing something on the way back.

“Yah, Jae-in-ssi! What do you mean that Jang Wonyoung was your ‘first in literally everything’?!”

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Surprisingly, that night’s sleep was one of the best I had so far. I found it ironic that that was even the case even right after the night with Soyeon; even more so after that crap ton of explanation that I had to explain to noona with the conversation. It was one of my busiest days, emotion-wise. Regardless, everything that came after that night was amazing; it shed new light on things and I was able to steady myself for the flight ahead. Being able to voice my deepest feelings for Jeon Soyeon to Shinwon was already a plus, and having to recall things with my ex, Wonyoung, and having finally tell it to someone who really cared… boy, it does not get any better than that. On the case of Soyeon, I’m glad that it was finally out. I would have unintentionally made myself suffer more for stalling unnecessarily because of my pride. I have my mind set on one path: I need to tell her the truth.

I need to let go of Soyeon.

The only question left was how am I supposed to do it?

As a couple of days passed, I was merely just thinking and debating perhaps every possible way I could convey it to her. I need to plan this carefully because I am bound to have a reaction of some form from Soyeon’s side of the spectrum. Probably a slap, her lashing out, her screaming at me, punching me…. whatever; I have to prepare myself for those kinds of things. It would be better for her to hurt me physically in that manner than me inciting a mental dent in the long run. It was, for the collective good. Good news is I got things covered up for the most part.

The part that I really don’t know was the most important as well.

I’m glad that Shinwon actually has my back on this. He’s right; I should not let this become another Wonyoung situation. But then… what exactly would Yoon Jae-in do?

Do I just blatantly tell her the truth and prepare for what’s to come?

Ignore every ounce of overthinking and head on, with a ‘fuck-it’ attitude?

Do I need to consider how it would affect the new friend group with how I’m planning to tell of these to her?

But then again… at the end of the day, they are my friends. If Soyeon would lash out and stay off of the group for a while (and it’s not like it’s surprising if she ever did that), it would be normal. It would be weird if she would not. Something was telling me that if Soyeon would cause something; a rift that would tear us apart, then so be it. I’m sure my real friends would be there for me even if it would cause such a huge scandal between us. They would understand why I’m doing it.

I really need to tell her how I feel because it’s starting to get more complicated as time continues to pass by.

I need to man up and stop fucking overthinking, because that is where the mess would begin to come. Go in there, Yoon Jae-in, tell her and then go out.

This whole self-conditioning thing is weird to do when I’m at the train heading to school. Ditching the bus for a faster, more expensive way of travel was not ideal, especially when the station was so much further from North Line compared to when I would board a bus. However, I figured that that morning stroll was my reward for finally piecing it out for my own. I really feel lighter today more than anything.

Now, I need to tell Soyeon how I feel before the week ends. I would have less time to overthink if I do it that way.

---LATER THAT DAY---

The skies have begun to darken as I would have expected. A huge blanket of nimbus covered each and every space of a once perfectly blue horizon earlier in the morning. Now, I’m glad that I decided to take the longer route this morning as my plans for an afternoon walk would have been ruined with the impending rain. I found it really weird that this resembled that day years ago when Wonyoung broke up with me. It’s just that crazy.

Anyway, I followed the normal schedule of the approaching week ahead with my final 4 PM class like usual, Social Sciences; admittedly one of the few minor engineering subjects I really learned to enjoy as the semester progressed, quite next to Modern Ethics and Philosophy.

A huge flash of light blasted through the room’s windows followed by the loud sound of thunder causing my own professor to take a pause with the lesson. The intensity of the boom was enough to cause a couple of girly squeals to come from the outdoor hallway. It was only a matter of time before the rest of the skies began to turn even darker grey until the huge, almost instant shower of rain was met from the outside. The teacher resumed the discussion, albeit ocassionally distracted by the strong downpour as well as the thundering from outside.

Minutes passed and it was already close to 5 PM when another flash cut through the sky. I could tell that it was closer from the building this time, as the booming thunder followed shortly right after that.

“I think even the skies are telling me to dismiss all of you,” the teacher, Mr Lee, said with a chuckle. “I won’t argue with natural order then. We’re just ten minutes off, so I guess I’d just give those minutes to you. Please prepare your umbrellas because it’s raining hard outside. Thank you for listening; Class dismissed!” he concluded with a curt bow.

“Thank you sir!” the class echoed in unison as we all watched him exit through the front door first before the rest of us. Then, the corridor was immediately flooded by people coming in and out of their respective classrooms. The fact that some had their wet umbrellas with them caused a lot of water to spill down the floor and mix with the dust and dirt, already adding another factor of difficulty with the already cramped space. However, this development was not really new to me as it was always the case especially on this part of NLIU.

Anyway, several minutes later I finally managed to work my way out of the crowded mess and walk through the huge hallway. I still have no idea what else I should do now that it was raining hard outside. My original plan was to stay a bit in Naevis, but again with the rain, I am sure that there would be a lot of people staying back there having the same idea. Heading to Metro station to do some window shopping and kill some time before I head home was the automatic second choice. Obviously it would be a lot more complicated to traverse there by foot at this rate. So, just because of a sudden downpour, all of my plans for this afternoon dissolved into thin air. It is what it is. I certainly cannot do anything about that.

Well, now I’m just stuck at the premises of the University with nothing else to do. Going home was a definite option, but for everyone else that had their class ending on this hour I’m pretty sure they have the same thoughts. Taxis and bus stops would be flooded and I don’t think I want to wedge myself onto that. It takes too much effort for minimal results. How else would you walk around the city if the rain simply won’t let up?

As much as it was weird to admit, I wish that I have class on this time. I’d rather stay behind the school’s rooms and let the time pass normally than get stuck without anything else to do.

With that, I decided to head to the place that I was absolutely sure would be empty save for a couple of people; the very same place that gave me sleep when I was on those terrible mood swings: the University library. It definitely was better than staying anywhere else. Plus, the silence ought to be really soothing with the current mood that I’m having.

Of course, the only thing that was really annoying about it is the long flight of stairs. At this point, I would even call them a plight.

Anyway, after a seemingly long session of walking up the NLIU Library’s aforementioned stairs, I reached the fifth, top-most floor of the already tall building. It was this huge, twin overlooking mezzanines looming over tall book shelves, with long and spacious tables arranged along within the mezzanine’s perimeter. As expected, the rain literally deleted the beautiful scenery that was Seoul from the rest of the views of the inside world, settling the surrounding window landscape with a mere, clean slate of white and grey clouds along with the occasional thunder.

I walked around the reading area, scanned the tables here in there for someone that I potentially know. It was not because I was looking for someone to keep me company, but I did that just so I’ll be able to hide from them. I really am not in such a mood to converse and I just wanted to embrace the quietness of the place. Luckily, it was not even necessary for me to even look around that much given there are not much people who were staying in this place, sadly. I feel like I still could see a couple of the same people that I saw here from before: architecture students busy with their plates, med students doing outlines of their laboratory reports, and some engineering students who just wanted some sleep for the most part. Well, the place is soothing so I think it was just perfect for what they wanted to do.

I continued to scan the place in search for a good spot, which automatically equated to the spot close to the window. I was already making my way there passing by a table with a girl occupied on writing on her notebook. After passing her, I saw a glimpse of the books she had with her and noticed a couple of engineering books that I recognized, stacked amongst piles and piles of other books about chemistry. The spot was already waiting for my arrival when I felt my phone vibrate softly on my pocket.

BZZZZT

With that, I toned down my walking to fish the phone up, eventually going to an immediate stop as I read the chat.

It was from Soyeon.

The flash of her name alone was enough to make my heart jump.

Soyeon: (Just now) Hey, are you free this afternoon by any chance, Jae-in? Our prof posted that he would not come to school because of a mishap, but it just so happened that I’m already here as well and I can’t go home because of the rain. I forgot my umbrella. I was wondering if you’re still at NLIU and maybe we can hang out… it has been a while since we saw each other. I really miss you already. Please reply if you’re free, okay?

That moment that I read her text, my heart immediately skipped a beat.

Things suddenly hit me like a truck as this felt like a very perfect opportunity. Soyeon was free, and so was I.

This might be the perfect night to call things off once and for all. The fact that everything aligned on that manner seemed to make sense. The opportunity was already there.

Should I grab it?

Should I do this now without prior planning in my head?

I promised myself that I would tell her of everything as soon as I could. That was the penultimate conclusion of my conversations with Shinwon and Joohyun-noona. I even told myself that I would do this as soon as I could, preventing any further overthinking that could possibly hinder my already solid-decision. That way, I could just tell her of everything and anything else that would follow would require nothing else from me but endurance to whatever her reaction would be.

You got this Jae-in. The heavens have given their permission; one sliver of time was all I needed.

You need to do this now. Don’t waste the time given to you.

Jae-in: Let’s meet at the cafeteria. I’ll be there in a couple of minutes.

After standing in place for what felt like minutes, I finally gathered myself and gave one last look at the spot I intended to occupy for the time being. There was a part of regret of not being able to sit on such a perfect spot, especially on such a beautiful and cozy rain like this one. However, with the thought of the event that would follow weighed greater on my shoulders. My blood was rushing all over my body, perhaps made worse with the sudden surge of adrenaline. This was it.

I turned a complete 180 from my position while still occupied on my reply to Soyeon. I was about to briskly head back towards the entrance of the mezzanine when…

WHAM

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The sound of numerous books falling towards the floor was the sound that greeted him as soon as he felt himself bump into someone. It would turn out that his rush to leave the library was met with the girl he passed by previously, eager to replace the borrowed books on their respective shelves. It just so happened that the direction she chose was the same route Jae-in would use to exit the said mezzanine, inevitably having them both to cross paths right into each other.

“Oh my, I’m so sorry,” he said in panic and in complete embarrassment, being the first one to help gather the books for the said girl. All signs of rush was dropped as they were immediately replaced with embarrassment. “I am really sorry; I didn’t see you there.”

“I-it’s fine… I didn’t think that you’d move as well,” the girl answered with a soft voice that was almost a whisper. It was soothing already on the very first impression.

Once done, Yoon Jae-in brought the books back up and stacked them on the nearby table to align them properly for her. True enough, they were the same books he recognized from earlier, only registering the other books then by being focused on Chemistry and Molecular Theory, along with the Engineering Books he knew.

“D-do you need help putting them back?” he asked, pointing towards the stack of books rather shyly. “I-I can help you put them back if you want…. I’m really sorry for that.”\

Why am I so tense?

“N-no… I can manage. Besides, you seemed to be in a hurry. It’s okay. I would not have borrowed them if I didn’t think that I could bring them back on my own… t-thank you for the offer though…”

“Are you sure? I can spare a couple of minutes… I mean, I really feel bad for toppling these all over,” he replied as he lifted the couple of books up to return back to her waiting arms.

“I could not ask so much of you. Thank you for—“

The woman’s voice trailed off as she received the stack, unintentionally getting both hers and Jae-in’s hands in contact from under. The sudden warm sensation of a man’s skin definitely startled her, causing her face to turn towards Yoon Jae-in. There was a short flash that occurred on that very moment. Maybe it was from the lightning, or maybe both of them merely imagined it coming. With her raising her face up, it unintentionally brought her face close to his. That was only the time that Jae-in saw the face of the girl, all in close detail as he could possibly have.

Her beauty was definitely simple, yet seemingly radiated a hint of elegance. She had a plain, small face, V-shaped jawline, heart shaped lips, small nose, and an innocent expression that only helped her already beautiful visage. Despite wearing the standard green jacket of her department, her fair skin tone suited the exclusive aura of elegance she had. However, her face and her smile certainly were kind and warm; it even felt that she was the one apologetic for bumping Jae-in in the first place.

“T-Thank you for picking these up,” she said once again in that soft tone. It was her time to by shy now as it oozed out of every syllable. Jae-in certainly did not think that her already soft voice could even go softer. “Y-you’re in a hurry right?”

Jae-in blushed uncontrollably as his ears flushed red. The girl averted her gaze from his as well.

“Oh, right, right; sorry again. Please study hard,” Jae-in said as he panicked internally once again, finally giving the girl a short bow before crossing her for the exit. He left of embarrassment in attempt to conceal his flaming ears as well as his fast-beating heart; quite eager to descend from the huge tower of a library and finally make his way to the task at hand.

I need to get to Soyeon now. Sheesh, that was so embarrassing.

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After that rather embarrassing encounter with another student, Jae-in then joined the river of students from the outside and took another route towards the school cafeteria, obviously strategized and carefully planned to prevent him from ever opening his umbrella. He rushed all across the roofed buildings of the campus, mixing with students of different departments just so he can arrive without further stress and using the longer route to shake his tension off. Soon enough, he found his way into the school’s main building and into the right wing, where the wide and spacious cafeteria was located. Due to the lateness of the afternoon as well as the on-going storm on the outside, the place was mostly empty aside from some students eating as well as staff members.

He scanned the surroundings curtly and immediately found the figure of Jeon Soyeon waiting at the far corner with an eager expression on her face along with an empty cup of tteukbokki in front of her.

“Hi Jae-in…!” Soyeon greeted with a wide smile, waving towards his figure as he approached with a heavy heart. As soon as the young man was within her reach, Soyeon moved to press her small frame against his with a sincere and tight hug.

“H-hi Soyeonnie… umm, can we please sit for a bit?” he awkwardly said, returning her hug as well. “I… I want to talk to you about something.”

Soyeon held his hand and pulled him towards the table, taking a seat next to him right after. She then kept her hands tightly clamped with Jae-in’s, seemingly expecting something bright to come from him. He’s already not fond of how enthusiastic she is.

“I’ve never saw you so eager to see me! Is there something wrong or did you just miss me that much, my Jae-in?”

Come on, Jae-in… keep it together. You got this. Calm down and tell her the truth.

“S-Soyeon… I wanted… I actually w-wanted to see you… there’s something that… something that I’ve been thinking for a while now… umm… it’s… it’s about us…”

The young woman’s face lit up the moment that she heard the word ‘us’ escape from Jae-in’s own mouth. However, she seemed to have caught on the exhausted mood and stuttered speech of Jae-in that her face shifted to a look of concern. Every ounce and attempt to even tease Jae-in was swept out of the waters.

“Are you okay Jae-in? You look pale… oh my god, even your hands are cold. Did something happen?”

BOOM

A bright flash followed by a loud thunder was seen from the outside, effectively distracting Soyeon from Jae-in as she moved to see through the windows.

“Gosh, the rain’s really pouring down hard here. This is such a bad timing to not bring an umbrella.”

“Soyeon,” Jae-in began once again as soon as he regained his composure. “I have… I have something to tell you… sorry for interrupting but… this is something that has been bugging me for a long time… I… I’ve wanted to tell this to you…”

Shit, I’m so fucking nervous. This cold weather is definitely not helping out.

Soyeon stared blankly at him and then supplied her with a shy smile as well as two raised eyebrows.

“Is… Is this about what I think it is, Jae-in?”

“This… this is… yes; this is about what happened after Skylight… I think I have a response for what you asked me before. Soyeon… I have an answer already…”

“Is that true? Oh my god… what is it? I’m eager to know what it is!”

“I know that… I know that we’ve sort of been together after that, right? We… we acted so sweet together and… we’ve done a couple of things that normally only dating people would do. Umm… after your confession everything just aligned ourselves and we… we just treated each other as if we’re dating. If anything, only an official label was left for that to work out as it should have… Would you agree that with how the situation went on, the decision seemed to dial down from my end, right? The way that this brought us… it boils down to me making the decision…”

She nodded and spoke: “Of course… I intended it to be that way, Jae-in-ssi… I made it clear to you since then that I was really serious with my feelings for you, to the extent that I am even going way out of line at times just to prove that I really love you… umm… oh my… I’m getting nervous with where this is going…”

Soyeon rubbed her hands with his. Jae-in in turn, breathed in heavily.

“Soyeon… for the past weeks and months that you’ve told me your feelings, you proved to me very much how serious you were to me. I already felt everything that you needed me to feel… every kiss, every hug, every moment we shared together… I felt that you were really that much into me. There’s no denying that. I’ve never felt so appreciated for the longest time ever and I will forever be grateful and flattered that one Jeon Soyeon even took a liking into me. You were such a talented individual, appreciative and very loving as well, which is why I don’t think that I am even deserving of the attention that you’re giving…

“I’m sorry Soyeon, but I don’t think we should continue this… this thing that’s going between us. I don’t think I can return the same feelings that you’ve been giving me.”

The world might as well have frozen for the couple of them as silence shrouded the succeeding minutes. Jae-in sat in his place thinking of what to follow to that, yet also debating whether to not add another statement to the mix while Soyeon digested what he just said. The young Korean woman’s expression was not grim; it was merely just a blank stare that felt a thousand times scarier than if she would have glared at him. He even thought of repeating the statement in case she did not hear it the first time, and he could never have been more relieved that he did not do that. The tension was so high up between them that it would only be a matter of time before someone would eventually break.

This time, it was Jae-in… and perhaps he never should have spoken up after denying his chance the first time.

“Soyeon… Please don’t get me wrong… I appreciate each and every single thing that you did. I would have loved to stay if that was the case but… I can’t keep up. I can’t just let myself wake up every night to respond to you, to go out with you in the middle of the evening… I have denied a lot of your invitations to drink because… because you know that I just can’t wedge it on my schedule because of a lot of things.

“Can’t you see…? There are a lot of things that we do not agree upon, and a lot of those involve things that I normally do in my everyday life. I don’t think that I can let those things go just yet… Lately, I feel like I’m not being myself because… because I’m letting you drag me too much into situations… I sorry… just—“

“Is this a joke?” Soyeon said with a straight face; her eyes starting to get glassy. “You’re kidding me, right Jae-in?”

“I’m not… actually I am—“

“I never asked you to do those things in return, Jae-in… I did everything because I wanted to prove my love for you! I did those things because this is who I really am, and I wanted to show you the purest form of me that I could show, why can’t you see that?”

“Hey, it’s not… it’s not that I did not see those… I told you; I felt everything... I felt how serious you were to me, and Hongseok and the others were a testament to everything that happened…”

“Why are you ending us then? If that’s the case then why the fuck are you letting me go?”

“Because… I feel like things are starting to get out of hand. I feel like we’re slowly starting to do things that only normal couples would do… some of which are even too overboard. I would lie if I did not say that I did not like any of those things, but I feel like… I want to save it soon. I’m being too overwhelmed and I want to stop it before it even gets worse… I… I’m not yet ready for any of these…”

“Was… was this because of what happened in the private room? Did you really think that… that we’re about to do it then? Was this because I’m being too close and too stuck with skinship that you’re feeling uncomfortable? Tell me, Jae-in! Tell me what’s wrong with me and I will change everything just to be with you! Tell me what I would do so that you can give this doomed relationship a chance, please!”

“Soyeon please… even if I wanted to, that would be too unfair for your end. I don’t want to give you the wrong ideas; to give you hope that there’s something at the end of this tunnel… I’m not yet ready. I don’t think I’m in the condition to head on a relationship right now; I hope you understand.”

“Then everything that I did for you was all for nothing?”

“Soyeon, please,” he said before reaching out his hands to hold both of hers once again. However, Soyeon already anticipated the action and immediately withdrew them as soon as she felt the contact of skin. “I’m doing this to be fair to you, otherwise—“

“The only thing being unfair h-here is you! I’m all i-in it for you, Yoon Jae-in, why the fuck can’t y-you see that? I thought you said before that you wanted t-this but why are you doing this to me n-now?! Why are you already l-letting us go before we even get a chance to b-be a thing?!” Her voice said, shaking with emotion.

“Soyeon… I’m not yet ready. I… I have a lot of things to prioritize and do. I don’t think, with a good conscience, that you deserve to be treated like this. I don’t want you to hope and wait for something to happen when I can’t promise you anything in the near future. I just want you to be free and not be confined with me… there are a lot of people there. I’m sure there are a lot of guys better than me. I’m sorry Soyeon, but it’s not yet time…”

That was the time that Soyeon finally let her tears trail down her cheek.

“I h-hate you, Yoon J-jae-in,” she snapped, this time glaring at him with a pair of teary eyes trying to keep her anger within.

“I’m sorry Soyeon… I really am. I just can’t do it this time because of my responsibilities and—“

“TO HELL WITH YOU AND YOUR DAMN RESPONSIBILITIES,” Soyeon roared as she finally reached her tipping point. Her angry voice echoed across the small cafeteria and took the attention of the few students and onlookers while she shouted at Jae-in with tears on her eyes. “YOU SHOULD’VE SAID ‘NO’ BACK THEN. YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE RETURNED MY KISSES WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE! YOU MADE ME BELIEVE THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING AT THE END OF THIS GODDAMN THING JAE-IN! IF YOU DIDN’T LIKE ME THEN YOU SHOULD’VE SAID BEFORE I WASTED ALL MY DAMN TIME ON YOU! I HATE YOU JAE-IN! I HATE YOU!”

In that instant, Soyeon immediately stood up and supplied Jae-in with one deadly glare. As a reflex, Jae-in stood as well and tried to calm her down by attempting to hold her hand, yet it only made her state worse. Soyeon immediately swatted his extended hand with astounding force, slapping it off of her. Then, to his surprise, Jeon Soyeon ran towards the cafeteria door without an ounce of warning, taking her bag with her and exited towards the raging downpour from the outside.

There she was, on the middle of the rain and thunder, she ran without a care in the world even ignoring the constant splash and flow of water on her face and clothes. She braved the wet grounds of the university taking any means necessary to distance her from Jae-in.

Jae-in, on the other hand, immediately fished his bag and umbrella and immediately followed Soyeon to the outside. He chased her against the continouos gush of rain, his umbrella keeping the majority of his face dry while he ran for her amidst the slippery floor. Soon, he finally reached Soyeon’s drenched figure outside of the school’s Medicine Department building.

With the rush of adrenaline on his body, Yoon Jae-in reached for Soyeon’s arm and tugged it to get her attention. It was effective after all; Soyeon finally stopped on her tracks and turned her figure towards him; her face flashing with anger as her hair, clothes, and face were all soaked with rain and possibly even remnants of her tears.

“Soyeon, please,” Jae-in said as he brought the umbrella over the pair of their figures. “Don’t do it like this. Don’t go towards the rain like this. I know that you hate me now, but please, take it. It’s the last thing I can do for you. I’m really sorry…”

Soyeon gently approached Jae-in, and with a swift movement of her arm she smacked the umbrella out of his grasp, leaving the both of them to be engulfed by the heavy rain.

“Did you even have feelings for me, Jae-in?” she asked, every syllable oozing with anger. “Tell it to my face. Tell the truth. Did you even like me even for just a little bit?”

There was a pause, a long and drawn out one as they were both drowned by the noise of the rain around them.

“Did you even love me, Jae-in?”

Jae-in finally looked back at her eyes, through the drops of rain, tears, and the glare on them and met her pupils. He paused for a moment, took in some air, and finally shook his head slowly.

SLAP

“Stay there. Stay there the whole night. Stay there until you die. You deserve worse than that. You’re going to regret this soon, Yoon Jae-in.”

The sting of Soyeon’s slap had only begun to bit in him right after she uttered the words that felt like a curse. The force of Soyeon’s slap was so strong; so filled with hatred and emotion that it forced Jae-in’s head towards his right and eyeing the dead umbrella that lay lopsided on his foot. Slowly, he turned his gaze back up front and he saw the figure of Jeon Soyeon walking on the rain and this time away from him once again. For the first time, he felt his feet numb and unresponsive. He wanted to chase her, but majority of his body declined until Jeon Soyeon finally turned a corner and disappeared into the rain.

Jae-in was left there devastated and dumbstruck, cheek stinging from Soyeon’s solid slap. His eyes merely gazed towards the direction where Soyeon disappeared, with the ghost of her final glaring eyes staring into his soul knowing that he might not get the chance to see her up close ever again.

#gidle soyeon #a little piece of you #kpop story #kpop fanfic #kpop angst

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loorain · 1 year ago

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Sims 4 Fontenot Legacy - Love Day Desires

As Love Day comes around again, Sigrid and Robin are able to slip out of the house for a few hours to have a movie date! They choose an action flick to hopefully keep them awake as they're always a little sleep-deprived being parents to twins 😆

But the two exit the film with different perspectives on things.

Sigrid: You really didn't like it?

Robin: Puh-lease, the effects were so bad, did you see that helicopter explosion? They obviously had budgeting problems. And the main actor? I'm supposed to believe this 50-something sim is leaping from one cliff to another without at least a little knee pain?

Sigrid: But that's the appeal! Seeing someone greater than ourselves!

Robin: Come on, I saw you enjoying that pool scene a little too much, I doubt it was just that.

Sigrid laughs.

Sigrid: You jealous?

Robin smirks.

Robin: Nah. I still look better than him.

Sigrid: That's something we both can agree on.

Robin and Sigrid find themselves on a bench, enjoying some quality time as they enjoy their early afternoon date out.

Sigrid: It's always so nice to be able to get out for a little bit. I love the girls, but parenthood is a lot.

Robin: I feel you. Although I can't help but miss them a little. Wonder what they're doing.

Sigrid: Alma's probably driving Sabrina and Aunt Scarlett crazy and Audrey's probably singing her little heart out somewhere.

Robin: You're probably right. It's almost comical how different they are.

Sigrid: Expect the gray hairs to be popping up sooner rather than later. I think Alma is really going to give us a run for our money.

Robin: Yeah, and she's so smart, too. She's going to try and drag Audrey into all her shenanigans.

Sigrid: We'll definitely need to sign her up for something to channel some of that energy. Maybe scouts?

Robin: Yeah! I think they'd both enjoy it a lot actually. And I'll even try my hand at building them a treehouse.

Sigrid starts getting excited.

Sigrid: Yeah, and maybe we can even get a dog, and then when they're big enough we can get them learning to ride a bike, and-

Robin watches with love as his partner's face seems to light up with prospects of the future. He, too, can imagine what life will be like with his three girls, and it's something that makes his heart swell with joy. Eventually, Sigrid catches herself, chuckling.

Sigrid: Ah, I'm getting ahead of myself.

Robin grins.

Robin: Don't apologize.

Robin scoots closer.

Robin: This is what we wanted. A life together. A family. It's all coming together and I couldn't be happier. There's no one else I'd rather do this with.

Sigrid: Ditto.

And later, Sabrina gets their turn to get out of the house when their Love Day Triple Date begins at Lakshmi's place!

Lakshmi: Don't worry, they're going to love you. You'll see, you'll fit right into the friend group no problem!

The duo hears a knock on the door.

Lakshmi: Oh, that's them!

Sabrina: Hey, thanks for having us over!

Lakshmi: Thanks for coming! You're our first guests at the apartment!

Sabrina: So, who's the mystery guy?

A friendly face steps forward.

Tabatha: That would be me, I suppose. Hi, I'm Tabatha.

Sabrina's eyes widen in surprise for a split second before their face breaks out in a smile. They happily shake her hand.

Sabrina: Ah, Tabatha! It's a pleasure to finally meet you! Laks told me good things!

Tabatha: I hope so! She's talked nonstop about you guys too. Welcome to our home.

Lakshmi's smile as she watches her girlfriend and one of her closest friends chat so nicely puts her at ease. She knows they'll probably mess with her later for keeping such a big secret from them, but it'll all be in good fun and she looks forward to it, oddly enough.

The rest of the group pile in, meeting Tabatha for the first time and catching up. In a short time, dinner is ready to be served and the group sits down for their meal.

Nyla: Wow, this might be the best stir fry I've ever had! Laks, you outdid yourself!

Lakshmi: Oh no, it was all Tabatha's doing! She wanted to go all out for you guys!

Alex: Well compliments to the chef! It's really nice to enjoy a hot meal with sims who won't throw food all over the floor.

Nyla: Yeah, it's been so long since we've gotten out of the house together without Roddy. I don't remember what this feeling is like!

Tabatha: Well we're happy to accommodate you! Maybe we'll have to make these triple dates a regular thing!

Beau: So, how did you two meet?

Lakshmi: Just by chance We met at a social event. I had just gotten out of her relationship with my old boyfriend so I wasn't really looking for something new, but we just clicked. The rest is really history.

Sabrina: That's really awesome, Laks. I'm glad you guys found each other.

Lakshmi: Yes, now the group's complete! And cheers to that!

All: Hear! Hear!

The rest of the dinner goes without a hitch and everyone has a great time. Eventually, Sabrina and Beau slip outside for a chat.

Sabrina: Thanks for agreeing to this.

Beau: You kidding? I love hanging out with the crew. Reminds me of the college days.

Sabrina: Yeah... simpler times. Well, for most of us. I think I was just as chaotic then as I am now.

Beau: Yeah, things have been chaotic, to say the least...

There's a lull in the conversation, awkwardness growing. Sabrina speaks up first.

Sabrina: Beau... I just want to say, I really am sorry. I've been a mess since the moment we met. My whole life, I've always felt like a little bit of an outcast. In school, in my family, everything. I've run from a lot of stuff and I've had my heart broken. I didn't want to do the same to you. This break... it was meant to be a healing time for both of us. At least, that's what I hoped it'd be.

Beau: I know... I'm sorry too. I was too harsh.

Sabrina: No no, I deserved it. We just started seeing each other again and all of a sudden I was running away, just like last time. I should've considered your feelings more.

Beau: I mean, maybe it's all circumstance; too much work or too little, not enough quality time... Maybe it doesn't mean we're not good together, but we have to put in more effort to make this work.

Sabrina: Yeah, maybe you're right.

Beau: The real question is, where do we go from here?

Sabrina: I want... I want to stop running. I want to see where this can go, but slowly. I think I moved too fast with things and that's why this problem keeps happening. I need to take things slow. So if you're willing, I'd like to start building back up.

Beau: That's all I've ever wanted with you.

Sabrina smiles.

Sabrina: Well, will you come to the restaurant's grand opening tomorrow? I would really use your support.

Beau: I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Sabrina: Awesome. The whole family will be there, Juno included. You can see the twins too. They've grown a lot.

Beau: Can't wait, especially getting to see my little guy again. Sabrina, I hope you know that I really do care about you. Both of you.

Sabrina: I know. Thanks.

#sims 4 fontenot legacy #sims 4 legacy challenge #sims 4 #sims 4 legacy #sims 4 modded #simblr #ts4 #ts4 simblr

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luviwon · 2 months ago

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KINKTOBER MASTERLIST '24

☆ this masterlist is in collaboration with my dear love @shjsnjkj, so you can find her own post here! our masterlist is split in half so i will post on the even days, while she will post on the odd ones. thus, depending on what writing you wish to read, make sure to check the proper date for it ❤️ the pink titles represent writings that we both have worked on but they still follow the even and odd day post rule. ♺ the taglist is open (mention either you want to be tagged for all the episodes or just a certain one/ones) + access the account masterlist here!

OCTOBER 1 --- LEE HEESEUNG ' COME 2 ME

☆ boyfriend!heeseung x girlfriend!reader ; after a rough day at work, you finally stepped out of the office building, only to find yourself caught in a sudden downpour. that would've been no problem because you love rainy days, but you didn't have an umbrella, and your phone's battery died as well. you prayed that your boyfriend, heeseung would pass by your workplace and pick you up, but you knew he was working late. but not today, he came to you with his new car. you were so happy to see him and couldn't wait to thank him for saving you tonight. “you know, i’m ready. waiting for you every night. entrusting myself to your touch”

OCTOBER 2 --- YANG JUNGWON ' MY PERSONAL STYLIST

☆ stylist!jungwon x model!reader ; jungwon always finds the most fashionable pieces of clothing for you to try out, but when one day he decides to wrap you up in his own hands, well that becomes your new favourite fit.

(more under the cut)

OCTOBER 3 --- PARK JONGSEONG ' THE BOY NEXT DOOR

☆ bnd!jay x reader ; thunderstorms, no electricity, no key to your apartment. the only thing you could do was to stay for the night at your neighbor, jay's apartment.

OCTOBER 4 --- SIM JAEYUN ' ANNIVERSARY BREEDING

☆ boyfriend!jake x girlfriend!reader ; before you know it, you reach your 5th anniversary with your boyfriend, and before you feel it, he is 8inch deep inside you. but this time, he will leave a special present there for you.

OCTOBER 5 --- PARK SUNGHOON ' MY SUMMER LOVE

☆ sunghoon x reader ; it was august 31st, and you were heading back home tomorrow because of school. unfortunately, sleep didn't come easily. your mind kept replaying all the memories you had with sunghoon this summer, except for one. the one you'll be making tonight with the help of his camera. “fly through the deep night to you. in the thick darkness, i will hold you again”

OCTOBER 6 --- KIM SUNOO ' MUTUAL TOUCHING

☆ best friend!sunoo x reader ; someone once said that having a sleepover with your boy best friend is not the smartest idea. you wondered why, until you returned to your bedroom to find sunoo touching himself and ultimately agreeing to pleasure each other.

OCTOBER 7 --- PARK SUNGHOON ' BEST FRIENDS, RIGHT?

☆ bestfriend!sunghoon x reader ; jealousy. this was the first time you felt that emotion while seeing your childhood best friend, sunghoon around girls except you. you hated to admit it, but you found out yourself craving his touch every time you saw him. maybe today is the day, to be honest and open up to him.

OCTOBER 8 --- NISHIMURA RIKI ' CLASSROOM HOOK UP

☆ classmate!niki x reader ; you really hated the physical education class, and so did your classmate niki. but skipping it together didn’t keep you from finding another way to burn some calories.

OCTOBER 9 --- SIM JAEYUN ' MIDNIGHT FICTION

☆ roommate!jake x reader ; you have this little habit, of reading fanfictions before going to bed. every night you'd dream about him touching you, heavily making out at the wall. but you never thought that this would come true tonight with your roommate jake.

OCTOBER 10 --- PARK JONGSEONG ' MY FITNESS INSTRUCTOR

☆ fitness instructor!jay x reader ; wishing to get in shape for summer, you hired your own instructor to help you reach your goal. yet later one, your only fitness target turned into feeling him press hard against your ass while bending down to stretch your body.

OCTOBER 11 --- LEE HEESEUNG ' FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS

☆ fwb!heeseung x reader ; “i’ll be alone tonight, do you wanna come over?” this was heeseung's first time at your place. you were on your own at home, and he couldn't wait to touch you again after agreeing to this relationship. it was snowy outside, but inside your home all the windows became foggy that night due to the hot air between you two.

OCTOBER 12 --- KIM SUNOO ' PHONE SEX

☆ dating app stranger!sunoo x dating app user!reader ; “lonely at night? don’t worry, ‘call a lover’ will bring you the company you need in just a couple of seconds”. out of curiosity, you downloaded the dating app mentioned in the ad, just to say goodbye to boredom. i mean, it’s not like you’ll end up moaning a stranger’s name tonight, right?

OCTOBER 13 --- SIM JAEYUN ' STARRY NIGHT

☆ churchboy!jake x reader ; “you and i under the moonlight. we bloom at night.” jake and you have been friends since you relocated to the same area. you never imagined that this sweet guy you go to church with every sunday would have these naughty fantasies about you, and no one else. after your birthday, he took you to a beautiful garden far from your home, where you could make love in secret, unheard.

OCTOBER 14 --- YANG JUNGWON ' PORNSTAR COLLAB

☆ pornstar!jungwon x pornstar!reader ; having been in the adult industry for only a year, you’re constantly surprised by what the directors come up with next. but who would have guessed that their latest surprise would be filming a scene with your favorite actor?

OCTOBER 15 --- LEE HEESEUNG ' BIRTHDAY SEX

☆ boyfriend!Heeseung x girlfriend!reader ; heeseung’s 23th birthday. you decided to surprise your boyfriend with the members after their concert. he loved every single minute of it, especially the ones you two shared throughout the night. you didn’t hesitate and relaxed in the indoor jacuzzi with some champagne and strawberries covered in …

OCTOBER 16 --- SIM JAEYUN ' POST-MATCH

☆ football captain!jake x cheerleader!reader ; when it comes to football, you know that for jake a new victory means a following night out with the boys. this time, though, luck is not on their side and jake’s frustration needs to be buried somewhere else. maybe inside you would be just the great spot for that.

OCTOBER 17 --- PARK JONGSEONG ' LULLABY

☆ uncle!jay x niece!reader ; going on a vacation with your uncle looked like a wonderful idea. but little did you know, you will share a bedroom with him.

OCTOBER 18 --- KIM SUNOO ' FAMILY DINNER FINGERING

☆ fiancé!sunoo x reader ; it didn’t take long for everyone in your family to hear about your engagement, so they organised a dinner to celebrate the two of you. but truth be told, can sunoo really keep his hands away from you under the eyes of other people? or will he just not give a damn about it and let his fingers do their trick?

OCTOBER 19 --- PARK SUNGHOON ' GLASSES

☆ boss!sunghoon x worker!reader ; “i can’t endure it anymore, come to me. just a little bit closer.” stealing glances with your boss wasn't the best idea, especially when you're working on an important project and you're supposed to give it your all. he didn't like the result, it was full of mistakes and you had to get yourself together, as he said. so you had to stay overtime. nevertheless, you were not alone, sunghoon stayed with you and helped you get yourself together in every way possible.

OCTOBER 20 --- YANG JUNGWON ' BEACH SEX

☆ ex boyfriend!jungwon x ex girlfriend!reader ; going on a trip with your highschool group of friends sounds all perfect until you find out your ex will be there too. and you feel annoyed about it, that until you end up on top of him with your swimming suit buried somewhere in the sand. “we don’t need to tell your new boyfriend about it, sweetheart”

OCTOBER 21 --- LEE HEESEUNG ' DAD'S BEST FRIEND

☆ heeseung x reader ; heeseung was your favorite person when you were a little girl, but after moving to a new country, you slowly started to forget him through the ages. forget all his beautiful features, the memories you shared with him, and the song he sang to you the last night you saw him. receiving little kisses and sleeping with him wasn't the same as you remembered either.

OCTOBER 22 --- PARK JONGSEONG ' BACKSTAGE SUPPORT

☆ idol!jay x girlfriend!reader ; performing on stage is indeed stressful, so sometimes jay just needs his antistres toy to calm down. that’s why you wait for him patiently in the backstage, just in case he needs to recharge in between performances.

OCTOBER 23 --- PARK SUNGHOON ' MOONSTRUCK, FORBIDDEN LOVE

☆ sunghoon x reader ; your fiancé, your parents, and your loved ones are waiting for you to show up at the altar in that beautiful white dress. but you are not even in the same place with them. right now you're with sunghoon, hand in hand, melting into each other's touch with your engagement ring on the ground.

OCTOBER 24 --- YANG JUNGWON ' MIRROR KINK

☆ boyfriend!jungwon x girlfriend!reader ; a new house brings new surprises, and the bedroom ceiling mirror is no exception. at first, you don’t give it too much thought —until you catch your boyfriend’s reflection in it, relentlessly pleasuring you.

OCTOBER 25 --- NISHIMURA RIKI ' LIPS

☆ rival!niki x reader ; you and niki were the best dancers in the whole school, but everyone knew that you were enemies. one day, someone spread a rumor that the two of you were secretly dating. as soon as you heard it, you ran to niki and asked him what was going on. "i wouldn't mind if the rumors were true." -he said.

OCTOBER 26 --- KIM SUNOO ' SHOWER SEX

☆ step brother!sunoo x reader ; “what about we just share this one today?” sunoo whisper into your ear, slowly taking more of your personal space inside the shower cabin. “let’s just wash these sinful desires of ours away here for now.”

OCTOBER 27 --- NISHIMURA RIKI ' ONE PLUS ONE EQUALS ORAL TIME

☆ rich boy!niki x tutor!reader ; as niki's grades keep considerably going down, you are being in charge of bringing them back to an average score, giving him private lessons at his house. niki's stubbornness, though, and his constant dirty lines to flirt with you, do not help at all. so coming to an agreement together, you offer a little bit of you to every right answer he gets. it goes without saying now that by the end of the day, he would have mastered the subject just as much as your body.

OCTOBER 28 --- MAKNAE LINE ' DRINKING GAMES

☆ boyfriend!niki x girlfriend!reader x best friends!sunwon ; one too many drinks lead to the raise of unexpected secret fantasies, and that's how a birthday party for jungwon turns into a dirty race, fighting for who to fill your holes next. and you would think your boyfriend niki could never allow that, but the growing bulge in his pants when sunoo is fucking you from behind, well, says something totally different.

OCTOBER 29 --- HYUNG LINE ' ACT LIKE AN ANGEL, DRESS LIKE CRAZY

☆ brother!niki x sister!reader x brother's friend group!hyung line ; you came across as angelic to everyone, but deep down, that wasn't really you. only you know who you truly are, and you were ready to break free from expectations tonight and do all the things with your brother's best friends that you've always dreamed of.

OCTOBER 30 --- PARK SUNGHOON & KIM SUNOO ' PANORAMA

☆ ambassador!sunghoon x ambassador!sunoo x photographer!reader ; you always captured the models and the million-dollar products from afar. to be honest, you always wanted to try on some jewelry or something luxurious after being done with your work. tonight you have not just tried on the gems, you felt them as close as possible. not to mention you got the chance to admire the streets of tokyo from above with the help of the two ambassadors of cartier, taking turns behind your back.

OCTOBER 31 --- OT7 ' DARK MOON

☆ enhypen x reader ; holding a halloween party on an abandoned island does not sound like the greatest idea at first, but it gets so much better when you get the best prizes for simply being there. as they wish to fulfill your dirty desires, enhypen organises a small game of hide and seek for you. but this one is a little different, as the prize for finding each and every one is feeling them deep inside you, one by one, taking over your body and treating you just like the sex doll you wished to be. be careful, though, as there might be scary traps on the way to your reward (even though you can confirm that the only scary thing would be chocking on anything else other than their cocks)

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hulijingemperor2 · 1 year ago

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Qin Su: *bows, and kisses Meng Shi's hand* greetings, taihou.

Meng Shi: welcome back, dear. *kisses her cheek* How are you?

Qin Su: I'm doing great.

Meng Shi: that's lovely!

Qin Su: *hands her a bouquet*

Meng Shi: awww, thank you darling. Those are some beautiful flowers.

Qin su: you're welcome, taihou.

Meng Shi: Yao'er, are you two planning to remarry?

Yao: *looks at Qin Su* actually yes, A-niang. A-Su also wished to reunite with her family.

Qin Su: yes taihou. It was improper of me to split with A-Yao.

Yao: A-Su, don't blame yourself, dear. I was the one who divorced you in order to protect you. Maybe I had caused more damage.

Qin su: no Huangdi.

Meng shi: ah, babies! Forget the past.

We all know that sect leader Yao had spread those rumors, and his brain is in his pinky toe and his tongue need a leash.

At least you're back!

Your alliance will benefit Song'er and Yi'er.

And it would bring prosperity to the empire.

Qin su: and don't worry. I'll stay by Yao Huangdi's side.

Meng shi: I know you will.

*admires* my son A-Yao has the best taste.

Sisi: definitely. Because he's your son.

Qin huanghou is really pretty.

Meng Shi: mmm. She's demure, beautiful, intelligent and elegant. Do you agree, A-Yao.

Yao: yes, she's all these things. And we miss being together.

Meng Shi: aw.

Yao: not that I'm a simp.

I just care for her.

Meng Shi: of course you aren't a simp, Yao'er.

The jianghu are on their knees for you.

And she looks like she's head over heels for you too!

Yao: certainly.

Qin Su: even his enemies think he's attractive.

Meng shi: it's the Meng beauty.

Qin su: exactly.

Meng Shi: A-Yao, A-Su. Come, let's have some snacks.

Later on....

A-Yao and Qin su: *walking through Jing Manor.*

Yao: missed anything?

Qin Su: yes, I missed everything.

Yao: did you miss me?

Qin Su: like crazy.

Yao: I missed you too, dear.

Qin Su: *blushing* that's good to know.

Rusong: hey A-Die, A-niang. *kisses them*

Both: hi baby. *caressing his face*

Qin Su: Song'er.

Rusong: you know I really love seeing you two together.

You're my world.

A-Yao: aww. Well that's what you'll see from now on.

A happy family.

Rusong: great! A-niang, A-niang. I have a girlfriend. *blush*

Qin Su: ahh! that's delightful news! Well who can ever ignore Songsong and his dimples.

Yao: every girl in the empire has a crush on him.

Qin Su: he got that from you. Seducing everyone in sight without trying.

Yao: haha.

Qin Su: baby Song'er. Who's your girlfriend?

Rusong: A-qing, from Yi city.

Qin su: yi city?

A-Yao, isn't that a slum area? How did you let this happen?

Yao: Chengmei and Xiao xingchen is her guardian. You don't need to worry.

Do think I'll have him be in a relationship with any and anyone.

Qin Su: no Huangdi. I was just shocked about her residence.

Is she lovely, Song'er?

Rusong: yea, A-qing is really sweet and well mannered.

She's also very outspoken.

Qin Su: hmm.

Rusong: she makes me happy, A-niang.

Qin Su: *smiling again*

Once my Song'er is happy.

And Huangdi and taihou had approved of her and I will to.

Yao: you'll meet her soon.

She'll be back after two months.

Qin Su: lovely.

Rusong: you two are the best!

Now I got to go. I have to meet up with Jingyi and Ling gege. Bye.

Yao: see you later, Song'er.

Qin Su: bye baby.

Qin su: Huangdi, is your empire going to fund our Song'er's sect leader inauguration and Huangdi enthronement in the future?

Yao: yes. And we got guangshan.

He's still renting from us.

Qin Su: excellent.

Well Song'er's future is set!

Yao: as always.

Qin Su: Now where to next, Huangdi?

Yao: you got to meet team dimple, as they're oblivious about our remarriage.

Qin su: mn.

Yao: *joking* should we inform Zewu Jun?

Qin Su: let him find out for himself. Hmf!

Yao: ohh, A-Su! Don't get angry. *laughing*

Su she: *sees a glimpse of them, and fell on his knees*

*spellbound* Huangdi and Huanghou. They're both so beautiful and elegant.

*blushing*

Yao: hey Shanshan, we were just about to meet up with team dimple.

Su she: you were? *blushing*

Qin su: ah, Huangdi's most devoted. How are you?

Su she: I'm ok, Meng Furen. I can be devoted to you too. I mean like......if you wish.

*blush*

Qin Su: aw, you're so sweet.

Yao: *supports him* rise, Shanshan.

Su she: o...ok Huangdi.

Mo xuanyu: Su Jiejie! *hugs*

Qin Su: Yuyu!!

Mo xuanyu: are you back??

Qin Su: here to stay!

Xue yang: *eating tanghulus* hey gorgeous and gorgeous.

Qin Su: nice to meet you again, Chengmei.

Xue yang: Shanshan has a crush on you.

Su she: xue yang!!

Xue yang: hehehehehe.

Yao: A-She, you do?

Su she: huangdi....how can I have a crush on Huanghou? Yes she's really beautiful and is your female counterpart.....i just want to worship you two....like....

Xue yang stop reading my journal!

Yao: *laughing* dear it's ok. You can admire A-Su as well!

Qin Su: I will be flattered, chief cultivator.

Su she: *blush* I love how you and Huangdi coordinate with each other. You two are so elegant.

Qin Su: aw thank you.

Yao: Shanshan, you, always say the sweetest things.

Qin Su: hmm. So how are you, team dimple?

Xue yang: still simping over that hot husband of yours.

Su she: we're fine, Meng Furen.

Mo xuanyu: yea Jiejie. It's just Lan lips we got to deal with.

Qin Su: *cracking up* LAN LIPS?!! Zewu Jun is still around, hahaha.

Su she: he's like a rash that won't go away.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege is our husband.

Qin Su: exactly.

Yao: poor Huan.

Qin Su: what do you mean?!

Yao: he has another competition.

Qin Su: he shouldn't bother competing, because I'm the empress, and the empress is the head of the harem.

Yao: oh dear. *shakes his head* holding on to your position already, A-Su.

I like.

Su she: the Huanghou we need!

Mo xuanyu: to save Yao gege from the clutches of Lan lips.

Xue yang: I'm sure Lan lips wants to be the empress or some prince consort.

Mo xuanyu: he's very sneaky.

Xichen: *Enters, and bows slightly* A-Yao huangdi.

Yao: Huan. *smile*

Xichen: welcome back, Meng Furen.

Qin Su: *glares*

Thank you.

Xue yang: why are you so sarcastic, lipsy?

Su she: I know you don't want to see Meng Furen.

Mo xuanyu: you're burning with jealousy.

Xichen: oh guys that's not true. I'm happy that she's back.

Anyways, A-Yao. I came to ask if you want to go on a caravan ride with me?

Yao: aww, certainly Huanhuan. I was actually planning to meet some of my citizens.

Qin Su: did you ask me to borrow my husband, Xichen?

Mo xuanyu: he's always rude, Su jiejie.

Xichen: pardon me, Meng Furen. May I borrow his majesty?

Qin Su: *rolls eyes*

If his majesty wants to.

Yao: ah, why do I have to be so flawless.

*clears throat* A-Su, I can't break Huan's heart, so I'll go out with him.

I love each concubine equally.

Qin Su: hmm you're right, Huangdi. And I agree with everything you do.

It's just that I don't like Xichen's smugness.

Xue yang: nah that's just his face.

Su she: he has a sword up his ass.

It's a Lan tradition.

Xichen: it was Wei gongzi and bichen! Wangji and I had no part to play in that.

Xue yang: but I believe Qiren did.

Mo xuanyu: that's why we don't see Ruohan with a sword.

Yao: *facepalms*

Xichen: if I don't ignore team dimple, I think I might qi deviate.

Qin Su: then qi deviate.

Team dimple: *cracking up*

Yao: *laughing* concubines, should I go with Huan?

Qin Su: *covers A-Yao's mouth* it's improper for you to ask permission, Huangdi.

Su she: Huangdi you have free will. *bow*

Yao: ahahaha, right.

I thought that it would cause an uproar if I go out with him for just a while.

Qin Su: ah, no Huangdi. And I'll keep everything under control in your harem.

Yao: lovely.

Xue yang: Jiggy, we have only ambushed Lan lips one time. We won't do it again.

Mo xuanyu: we promise.

Xichen: well that's good news.

Su she: consider yourself lucky.

Yao: wait, wait. *claps twice* I had just remembered that I bought this for you.

An attendant coming in with a little box, containing a diamond set~ completed with a necklace, a haircomb, a pair of earrinfs, two rings and a bracelet, as well as two golden hairpins.

Su she: wow.

Xue yang: bet you can buy a mansion with that set.

Mo xuanyu: Su jiejie, I'm so happy for you!

Qin Su: *heart melts* awww, Yao Huangdi, this is so pretty.

Omg! *blushing* you didn't need to.

Yao: so should I send back the fan outlined with pearls?

Qin Su: *blushing* how could I ever reject your gift? I feel so bashful. Ahh.

Yao: no need.

Qin Su: you still pamper me.

Yao: of course.

Ah, see you soon, concubines. I'll be back shortly.

Huan, shall we?

Xichen: mn.

Yao: *smiling*

Qin Su: Bicao. Please put this in my room.

Bicao: sure Huanghou.

Mo xuanyu: awww, Yao gege loves you!

Su she: my Huangdi's is so kind.

And I bet you'll look beautiful in them.

Xue yang: you slay!

Qin Su: thank you team dimple.

So surprising that you're nice to someone.

Mo xuanyu: you're our empress and head of the harem.

Su she: and equivalent to Huangdi.

Qin Su: aw, means a lot team dimple

Mo xuanyu: so you want you want us to do anything?

Qin Su: later on I want you to organise refreshments for when Huangdi is back.

Su she: good idea.

We'll put everything in place.

Qin Su: right. But for now, let's go have some tea or something.

Mo xuanyu: sounds fun, Su jiejie!

Qin Su: Minshan.

Su she: *blush* yes Huanghou.

Qin Su: you were the head of the harem in my absence?

Su she: yea. Actually team dimple were.

Qin Su: don't worry. You'll soon be the heads of A-Yao's simps, hence I won't replace you. But you know the hierarchy of the harem.

Su she: ah I know that you won't replace team d. And we must report to you on how we please Huangdi.

Qin Su: mhm. So how were things in the harem?

Su she: could be better, but Huangdi is pleased so there's no problem.

Mo xuanyu: if the nies and Xichen were acting differently~~

Xue yang: and ask team dimple for advice.

Mo xuanyu: then the harem would be perfect!

Qin Su: I agree.

Is Huaisang behaving himself?

Su she: so far.

Xue yang: we have an eye on everyone who is a threat to Jiggy.

Qin su: ok, good job! As expected of you three.

I don't have to worry about you misbehaving. *smile*

Mo xuanyu: nah, we're madly in love with Yao gege.

Qin Su: delightful.

*having tea*

Mo xuanyu: mmmm.

Xue yang: needs a tongue.

Su she: delicious tea, Meng Furen.

Qin su: thanks to Bicao. She makes the best tea.

Bicao: you're welcome, Huanghou and team dimple.

Qin Su: so far I love how the harem is going.

You know, we must move as one unit, as we have the same goal. To serve and adore our Huangdi.

Xue yang: yea you're right. Jiggy is a hella hot overlord.

Su she: and he deserves to be comfortable and pleased with everything. We don't let him lift a finger.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege is our everything.

Qin Su: yes.

So what about my sons? You take good care of them?

Xue yang: of course we do! Songsong is our mini boss and Jingyi sometimes helps us do mischief.

Qin Su: ok then. Once they're safe.

And of course Song'er is your boss.

Mo xuanyu: my nephews are in safe hands, jiejie.

Qin Su: good to hear, A-yu!

Su she: forgive me. But I didn't like Jingyi before Huangdi adopted him. Both of us never used to agree.

He used to call me a talentless fake who had betrayed the lan sect, and tried to impersonate Hanguang Jun.

Qin su: oh.

Su she: but I get to like him now, as he's a part of Huangdi's family.

Qin Su: sorry to hear that, Minshan. But is the disagreement gone?

Su she: yes. Huangdi told him to respect team dimple. And he had realised the culture of the Meng family.

However we don't really talk as much.

Qin Su: alright. It's good that he doesn't insult you again.

Lan or Meng, he should respect his elders.

Su she: mn.

And Huangdi had made everything so much better!

He's brilliant.

Qin Su: *smiles*

Xue yang: I'm bored.

Mo xuanyu: jiejie, jiejie. Can we ambush Lan lips?

Su she: you know the nature of our team dimple.

Qin Su: what is he doing so long with my husband?

Yea, go spy on him!

Team d: hehehehehehehehe.

Qin Su: *sips tea again* darn lan lips.

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