#curse me from two weeks ago that said i love them so much i'm gonna for the first time ever buy albums and vote for music shows and stuff

[fullsunhyuk]

being a non-asian kpop stan is such a pain cause i went to pre-order youth in the shade for like 30€ and they were gonna charge me 80€ for shipping like um no thanks

[mammons-hubby]

Hear me out, Vampire mc, maybe like mc got attacked one day, and bc they were like ‘I doubt this’ll be a big deal, I shouldn’t bother them’ they hid how they felt until like one day, they were like cooking dinner or something and then when they came to check on mc their lovely little human was biting into some bloody meat in the fridge, like the whole nine yards of vampirism, red eyes, fangs, paler skin. 💊anon <3

Very interesting. Let's see what I can do.

(Sorry for the lateness hehe... My Obey me Juice left my body)

Mc turned Vampire?!

Stressed out 100%

Lucifer

Wants to find out who did it so they can be properly punished for it.

Tries to find a cure anywhere, there must be one somewhere and he will find it.

For now, he tries to keep your urges in touch so you don't go crazy.

He felt a bit hurt that you didn't tell him you were going through something though.

Depending on what you want, you can stay a vampire forever or get healed, the choice in the end is yours.

Gets scared when he sees you sucking the blood out of a piece of meat actually.

Mammon

"What the hell are ya'?! A vampire or something?!"

He said it totally joking but his face drops when he realizes it may be actually the case.

"Damn it! I was supposed to be protecting you!! I'm gonna get in so much trouble!!"

He doesn't mind the trouble too much, more than he wasn't there when you were attacked and that he didn't notice first what was happening to you.

Will try to find a cure anywhere, going as far to make deal with sketchy witches to get you back and healthy.

He gets used to your vampire antics but sometimes he gets scared of the things you do.

Leviathan

He had noticed your complexion changing but he didn't thought much of it, the red eyes, the paler skin, he thought you may be using contacts.

But when he saw you drinking the blood out of a piece of meat all he could do was joke.

"Lololol, are you a vampire or something?"

He takes a moment to analyze the situation before bringing his hands to his head.

Oh no. How didn't I realize?!

He immediately brings you to Lucifer, which reprimands you for not telling him, but also curses himself for not realizing first.

Leviathan tries to do everything to make you comfortable while they find a cure, which usually is keeping you in his room and feeding you bags of blood.

"This is just like the story I was reading some days ago! My bestie suddenly turned into a vampire and I gotta take care of them!"

You are always surprised about the too specific names of the animes he watches.

Satan

He realized pretty quickly something was wrong with you.

Putting two and two together he got to the conclusion you may have been affected by a vampiric curse.

He observes your actions and stops you from putting people in danger and yourself.

While doing so, he pinpoints the exact curse and tries finding the cure for it.

It seems you annoyed a witch or a demon, and they ended up cursing you with a pretty weird vampiric curse.

He will eventually find the cure, he is sure of himself.

Asmodeous

"Your skin is looking a bit sickly dear, are you feeling okay?"

He is always looking at your appearance so he notices pretty quickly something may be wrong. At first he though you may have been using red contacts but the more he looked at you the more that didn't seem like the case.

Hmm, he's gotta ask you directly.

When he asks you, you reply that it started happening some weeks ago.

He thinks, and suddenly a thing that happened comes to mind.

The other day you two were on a date, and one of his fans grabbed your arm pretty strongly.

That must be it, you got cursed.

Asmodeous goes to Satan and explains the situation.

While Asmo tries to keep you looking less vampiric, his brother looks out for a cure.

Beelzebub

He noticed your new found appetite for blood really quick, seeing you more interested in raw meats and similar bloody cuisine.

At first he doesn't see anything wrong, he sometimes has cravings like that.

But the way you eat, resembling himself kind of puts him off. That's not how you usually act.

He goes to Lucifer and explains the thing he's seen, and both reach the conclusion something may be wrong with you.

Seeing you suck the blood out of a piece of meat until it's grey kinda solidified that you're being affected by a curse.

Lucifer thanks Beel for going to him first and begins to search for reverse spells.

While he does that, Beel makes sure to feed you properly as a vampire should eat.

Belphegor

Belphegor starts growing worried when he naps with you and notices how cold you are.

If it would've been one day there wouldn't have been an issue, but it had become something frequently.

Even your heartbeat had started to become slower and slower.

When he saw you devouring a piece of raw meat like a wild beast he had to ask for help.

He goes to Satan, with the clear conclusion that you're cursed. Satan seems to have the same thoughts, and they begin to search everywhere for the cure.

It's a bit uncomfortable to sleep with such a cold body, but he tries for you.

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(Sorry for the uh... very big delay of almost a year... Oopsies.)

[billysgun]

loyal

billy the kid x cowgirl!reader |requested!|during the fight against murphy, you find out you're pregnant with billys child, and now you see where his loyalties lie |

you felt numb as you stared into the outhouse's seat that was swimming with your vomit like you did every morning while the gang went out and you were too sick to follow. but, you didn't let them know that.

because you aren't just sick, you're pregnant.

you know from the lack of blood in your bloomers -which would've been red 2 weeks ago, but it never came.

you think back to billy. the night where he drunkenly thrust in your with a raw cock. you both were whiskey-filled idiots and decided to fuck like you've been doing for months.

and now you're gonna have a baby.

and, in the middle of fighting the house. you're too sick to ride, can't stand the scent of gunpowder even when you used to soak in it, you have no chance of being here.

but billy? he isn't going to stop fighting for some mistake child.

you're on your own.

that night when they returned, billy snuck into your room and kissed up your neck

you tried to push the guilt aside and enjoy the feeling of his fingertips running up your thigh, your hormones begging for more touching but your morals drowning you in your shame

billy looked up at you right before he was gonna lay you on your bed, seeing the way your eyes were glossed over and brows twisted in not pleasure, but pain.

"darlin' whats wrong?" he immediately stopped as his eyes widened and hands cupped your face

"no, nothin' billy! don't worry" you quickly whispered, cursing at yourself as his worries grew

"is it the fight?" he asked, and you nodded, but he didn't seem satisfied

"nah, somethin' else in on your mind. you can tell me, love" he whispered, and you couldn't keep your tears in as they gently rolled down your cheeks as you whimpered a breath

"I'm pregnant, billy" you admitted and his eyes widened

"what?"

you let out another sob as he moved back from you

"I'm pregnant" you repeated and his fingers ran through his hair

"h-how long?"

"a little while-"

"before we joined this?" he asked and you quickly got defestive as you rose from the bed with furrowed brows

"no billy. not before" you sternly said and he turned away from you to hide his teary eyes

"why didn't you tell me- this is why you haven't been ridin' right? 'cuz you..." he paced around the room and you felt like a child who broke a vase as you stood with your head down

"I can't let you get hurt" he says walking up to you while grabbing your hands softly

"I can't let you get hurt, billy" you quickly add and he just shakes his head, your palm brings his face back to you

"this baby needs its father"

"not as much as it needs its mother, I'm not the kind of father a child wants" he whispered, tears brimming his eyes as you shook your head

"no, that's not true. they're so many rotten men out there, you're not one of them. you're loyal, and kind, and selfless-"

"I've killed people" he emphasizes and you just stare at him, backing up slowly once his eyes reveal the thing you worried most

"you're not leaving tunstall, are you?"

"...Y/n, I made a promise-" "what about this baby? you think fucking land is more important than a child you made?"

"I didn't fucking choose this!" he snaps and your eyes are wide as his words soak into both of you and he's quickly shaking his head as he moves toward you "I didn't mean that. I'm just sayin' I didn't-"

"what about me? you chose me first. what if I decide to stay and go with-"

"you're not doin' that. you're out of fighting." he sternly says but you just laugh

"I can't have you two gettin' hurt" he adds

"oh so now you care about the baby?" you ask, and he presses his lips together as you two are no longer talking and just fighting. with no response, you grab your shoes as you leave the cabin, leaving billy behind.

part 2 is: here

an: BILLY WHY???? haha but, hi guys!! & thank you for requesting!! <33

[sanguineterrain]

hii i love your work and wanted to send a request in :)

can you do “you’re just going to leave me here?!” and “i’m gonna come back for you , do you hear me?” for jason and reader? 💛

maybe they’re on a date and there’s a robbery nearby or a villain crashes a gala they are attending? also maybe the reader knows he’s red hood? or it’s early in their relationship that he hasn’t told them yet? idk if that makes sense, but if you pick this up i can’t wait to see where you take it! 💛

OH IT'S EMOTIONAL ANGST TIME! hurt no comfort 😈 thanks for requesting nonnie 🥰

jason todd x gn!reader | tw: angst, reader feels hurt, lying to protect a superhero identity (is red hood a hero? he is to ME.) i may write a pt 2 to this if there's interest 😎

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Jason checks his phone for the fourth time tonight. You haven't even received your entrees yet.

"Everything okay?" you ask lightly.

Jason looks up, eyes wide. "Oh. Yes. Sorry, baby. Sorry."

You nod, trying to smile. "It's okay."

He puts his phone in his pocket. You try to relax and focus on your date. This place is upscale, much pricier than you're used to, but Jason had insisted. He'd said he hadn't been doing his due diligence of being your boyfriend and should take you out on more "proper" dates. You'd told him that was silly, of course; you'd be content to go anywhere with him.

But he's been acutely distracted these past few weeks, and you're starting to form terrible explanations in your head for why that might be.

You try to ignore it. You just want to spend time with your boyfriend; it's been so long.

"Oh my God, guess what happened at work today," you say.

Jason leans in, smiling. "Tell me. Was it Peggy from Marketing again?"

"Yes!" You laugh, shaking your head. "She's such a pain. I was in my cubicle when—"

Jason's watch starts to blare, the beep shrill and insistent. He curses and quickly taps at the screen. You slump back in your chair.

"Shit," he says and looks up at you.

You suddenly feel exhausted.

"Baby, I'm so sorry," Jason begins, rising from his chair. "God, fuck—you have no idea how sorry I am. It's my family, they—something's happened with my brother. He needs my help, unfortunately."

"So you're just going to leave me here?" you ask, mouth dropping open in shock. "Jay, we planned tonight two weeks ago!"

He winces. "I know. Fuck, I know, sweetheart. I'm so, so sorry. I'm gonna come back for you, okay? It'll be an hour, tops. Look, order anything you want. I'll leave my card, it's on me—"

You shake your head and stand. "No, Jason. I'm—look, I know your family is important to you, but you've done this a lot this past month, and it's not just hurtful, but it's starting to feel a little intentional. I don't know if I'm some kind of placeholder or, or—"

"Hey, no, no. You're not a placeholder. Please don't say that," Jason begs, reaching for your hand.

You keep your hand out of reach, eyes beginning to heat up.

"I'm going home," you say. "I hope your brother's okay."

"Sweetheart, please, come on. I don't wanna fight."

"Me neither," you say tiredly. "So we won't. Good night, Jason."

His watch beeps again, this time with a phone call. You walk out. It's a nicer part of Gotham, so getting a cab here isn't a problem.

Jason catches up to you instantly. He looks terrified, and it breaks your heart, but you don't have the energy tonight.

"Can I–can I call you tonight?" he asks, voice cracking.

A cab pulls up to the curb. The valet opens the door for you. Jason takes a step forward.

"I'd rather you didn't," you say quietly. "I need some time to myself, Jay."

Jason takes a step back.

"I'm sorry," he says again, desperate.

You sigh. "I know you are."

You get into the car. The valet closes the door. Jason watches you through the window, tugging at his curls like he does when he's stressed.

That night, your bed feels cold. You toss and turn for hours, trying to shake the feeling of a phantom arm snaked around your waist.

Jason doesn't call, like you'd requested. You cry anyway.

[casntz]

love me all over again

pairing: hermione granger x fem!reader

summary: the reader forgot everything about hermione due to a car accident, so hermione is determined to make the reader fall in love with her all over again

warning/s: angst, bad writing, curses, no voldy, super slow burn, modern times

a/n: writing this while reviewing for an exam.

"Hermione, darling, come and let's greet the new neighbors!" Hermione groaned because of the request from her mother. She usually loved welcoming new neighbors to their neighborhood, telling what they should do here, give them some fun facts about the town, and even help them move in, but all of that stopped when you moved. She can't even go outside without reminiscing about you, all she could do is read, cook, play with crookshanks, and sleep.

She doesn't want to, but she needed to since her mom is already asking it and she doesn't want to disappoint her mother. "Coming Mom!" She walked out of her room and come downstairs that's greeted by her cat and the smell of her mom's apple pie. Hermione tied her hair into a pony tail and bought the pie.

Her mother knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer it. Hermione groaned internally and complaining in her mind to when is this gonna end, she just want to lay down and just watch the show that she's been binge-watching last week ago. "Stand up straight, Hermione. Don't slouch." and on cue the door opened, a middle-aged woman answered the door.

Hermione looks at her appearance---brown hair, dark brown eyes, a few wrinkles here and there, high cheekbones, thick lips, and a perfect smile---. Hermione judge her, yet kept a welcoming smile as she handed the pie to the woman.

"Welcome to Woodpine" Hermione said as she handed the pie.

"Thank you for the pie and the welcoming! I don't have anything to give you though" The woman said as she let the two inside of their home.

Hermione sat down on the couch as both woman chat about anything. "Oh, Hermione dear, you can go upstairs and chat up with Y/N" Hermione looked up at the mother and comprehend if she heard that name right.

Y/N? as in Y/N Y/L/N?

her greatest love?

here? in woodpine?

That would be funny if so. "By the way deary, she doesn't remember much since she has that accident of hers, so can you please be careful with her?" Hermione nodded and head upstairs quietly.

Hermione headed towards the room that Mrs. Y/L/N told her where to. She knocked three times before someone asked her to come in, as she walks inside she froze on her place when she saw who it was.

"Y/N?" Hermione asks.

The girl looks up with a questioning look, "You're not my Mom" she said. Y/N sat up from her bed and signals the girl to close her door and come in.

"Yeah, uhm I'm you're new neighbor and your Mom asked me to go here to keep you company" Y/N nodded and let Hermione sat beside her.

The silence was deafening for Hermione since she's the only one that has any remembrance between the two of them. As for Y/N she's just sitting there quietly watching videos from her phone, while Hermione was on the verge of crying 'cause the love of her life doesn't even remember her.

"So what's your name?, stranger" Y/N asked as she powers off her phone.

Hermione looks at her and took her time to appreciate her ex-lover's appearance. Her face matured throughout the years---she doesn't have that baby face anymore, she looks more masculine, her eyes got more lighter brown unlike her mother's, her hair has dark blue highlights, her freckles was twice as much than before, and lastly the scar from her eyebrows to her forehead.--- Hermione looked away quickly as she noticed that she was staring at the older girl for a while.

"My name's Hermione Granger, you can just call me mione" she said as she can't maintain eye contact with the girl.

Y/N laughs at Hermione's reaction and sat up straight "I'm Y/N Y/L/N, you can call me anything you want honestly" Y/N reached for Hermione's hand to shake.

"Nice meeting you, Granger" Y/N smiles, while for Hermione she smiled forcibly.

She wanted to cry on the spot, she wanted to scream, she wanted to punch someone, but she can't.

She knows everything about this person, but she's not sure anymore if they're still the same.

her favorite color

favorite food

favorite movie

favorite hobby

and favorite spot to just look under the stars.

Hermione doesn't even know if she still likes watching the stars.

It's like meeting for the first time all over again.

and yet she'll take her time to know

and love her all over again.

[thekissofaphrodite]

Hi mi amor! could you do a luke x reader based off of Light Year by Gregory Alan Isakov

I ADORE THIS!! TYSM FOR REQUESTING!

Light Year

Luke Castellan x Daughter of Athena!Reader

Summary: Toxic relationship with Luke Castellan.

Warnings: Cursing, Toxic relationship, Luke being an Ass, Mentions of a S*x tape. (+ FEMALE RAGE)

Author's note: This was requested, i did a research abt Gregory Alan Isakov's song 'Light year' and it FITS Luke's character as a boyfriend!! (Since it's about a toxic relationship)

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I woke you up with poetry and stones The ragged and the bones Strewn around the room.

Flashback

"What the actual fuck" You mumbled angrily as you scanned your once organized cabin, now looking like a monster just rummaged through it. Luke was passed out on your bed, his shirt riding up a little bit, His face with unfamiliar kiss marks. Bottles of empty liquor and empty beer cans thrashed around the floor.

After leaving a week or two to visit your mortal father in new york, Instead of being greeted by a clean cabin to sleep in after hours of traveling, You were now kicking every empty beer cans in your way, You adjusted you tote bag that sat on your shoulders heavily, Your hair in a clip, Your eyes with dark circles.

Taking care of your mentally deranged father and his children with another woman wasn't exactly the kind of weekend you wanna spend, But you have no choice after all, It's either your step siblings starve and die or take care of them, and now here you are, With Luke Castellan, A grown teenager treated like a damn baby.

"Luke wake up!" You hissed as you shook the your drunken boyfriend awake, He groaned and mumbled a string of curses before sitting up the headboard. The sunlight passing through your self made daisy patterned curtains.

He looked around and sighed "I thought you'll be back in another week, sorry baby" Luke whispered before leaning in to give you a kiss, But you stepped away, That made the boy roll his eyes, clearly annoyed. He knew what was gonna happen.

"Come here baby, you know i hate that fucking attitude" You scoffed, a silent one before slapping him, Fast and sharp, a red mark appearing on his cheeks.

"You're telling me first which slut you brought here" You gripped his collar, showing himself the kiss marks made by someone, But Luke just chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Just Quincy from Aphrodite, She's a good kisser unlike you, too bad she left early-"

You shut him up with another slap in his cheeks, This time there were tears streaming down your cheeks.

"YOU HAD THE FUCKING AUDACITY TO THROW A PARTY WHILE IM GONE IN MY OWN CABIN WHILE HOOKING UP WITH A GIRL, LUKE, I WORKED YESTERDAY 13 HOURS STRAIGHT WHILE CHANGING MY SIBLING'S DIAPERS! HOW DO YOU THINK I'LL FEEL?! ALL I WANT IS TO REST AFTER AN EXHAUSTING DAY" You screamed, Uncontrollable rage filling you inside.

"It's not that big of a deal, You're being dramatic" Luke said calmly, as if you were a joke to him.

You were shaking in fury, You love him, you really do.

But sometimes..His attitude is insufferable.

"Fine. Where's my paycheck then? I sent it to you yesterday" You asked him, Yet again, The dark haired boy shrugged.

"Spent it all on beers and sodas"

You felt weak, You don't why, but this is just too much.

So you cried.

"All of it? MY 150$ PAYCHECK THAT I WORKED FOR?" Your voice raised higher, but Luke towered over you, underestimating your small frame.

"Yes, You've got a problem? Don't you ever give me that attitude, I'm the one who got you enrolled in that fancy university that you can't stop talking for months baby, Once i sent them that one video tape of you, You're done" He blackmailed you, Luke smirked as he watched your expression changed.

Of course, Your video tape with him..that video was from three years ago when you two were young and naive and decided it's best to film your first time with luke. Not knowing he'll use it against you.

Over and over again.

You cowered a little bit, mentally rolling your eyes before leaving your cabin, slamming the door shut.

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I recall another hazy May Take a round in the ring Gone hungry for the win

Flashback

"Do you think we'll be soulmates in every other universe?" You whispered, Luke's muscular arms wrapped around your body as he pulled you close making you giggle softly.

"We could have been" He replied, fidgeting the hem of your yellow summer dress with daisy patterns all over. You two just officially became a couple, He couldn't get enough of you, kissing you everytime and holding your hands proudly. You felt loved and safe.

But you didn't answer, instead, You kissed him, pure of love expressing your undying loyalty to him, He found himself kissing back, gripping your waist, holding you closely.

"I love you so much" He whispered.

And you found yourself melting into his touch.

But then your relationship lost all its sparks.

No more kissing each other every morning or holding hands while striding at camp, It was more like arguing every day over little things.

"Stop it! What is wrong with you?!" You screamed as tears poured down your cheeks, You watched Luke smash another vase, the loud sound clattering.

"You are my girlfriend! you will do as you are told! if i saw you with that boy again i swear to the gods- " He yelled, you cried harder, you covered your ears as he begin yelling again, but then, you felt a sharp pain engulfing you, Luke grabbed your hair, almost pulling it out of your scalp, He dragged you outside your cabin before hurling you down your cabin stairs, you fell and you fell onto the fence, your ribcage caught the most of it.

Not even a day later, you sat in the infirmary, with yellow-ish purple bruises all over your body.

"Are you okay, baby?" Luke's sickly sweet voice asked as he caressed your tear stained cheeks, as if tho he wasn't the one who brutality beaten you.

" 'm fine" You mumbled, fidgeting your skirt, Luke then gave you flowers, Fresh daisies from the gardens of demeter's children.

You smelt the fragrance of the flowers, before feeling another tear roll down your eyes.

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Heres the part I just lose everything I cracked a spark just to hear you sing Sing

Flashback

"Surprise! Happy Anniversary, Baby!" Luke said as he untied the blindfold, You were greeted by a small, romantic picnic near the lake, Luke gripped your shoulder's from behind before pressing a kiss on your neck.

"Don't you like it?" He asked, Caressing your long hair at the process, But no, You didn't liked it. Even tho he had put so much effort in this simple picnic, you never felt sparkes like before.

Swallowing your distaste, You nodded before being dragged on the picnic blanket by luke, your sandal crunching on the fallen leaves and rocks.

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I took it out The papers and the trash Old among the cans This golden love gone bad

Flashback

"Sweetheart, I'm so sorry..." Luke whispered, You didn't listen.

Instead, you continued packing your things, shoving clothes after clothes inside you bag, not caring if your freshly ironed clothes came crumpled.

As he tried to touch you, you pulled away angrily.

"You wanna know something? I would rather prefer my dangerous freedom over this peaceful slavery you had done to me" Your eyes met his, but then, You saw him smirk, and pulled out a digital camera, Your loud, wonton moans echoing as he turned the volume louder.

"Freedom over shame? I thought you knew better, baby" He said, you felt your breathing ragged, your hands trembling as you threw you bag on the floor.

You looked around before snatching the camera and breaking it, But it seems like Luke wasn't bothered.

He clearly did something with your tape.

Sensing that you've known, He smirked and started laughing manically. His dark laughter echoing through the cabin walls.

You lost hope now.

Feeling defeat, you slumped your shoulders and fell, You knelt at his feet gripping it tightly, your fresh hot tears dripping on his feet.

"Please" You whispered, Luke just looked down at you, his gaze seemingly judging you. You sobbed harder, pressing your nose against his feet.

"Luke, not this again, Luke, Please, Please"

"Promises are Promises, Baby" The dark eyes boy said, before leaving you.

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Shined it up Aiming at the sun Just a light year from us Hop a cab ride and we're off

And all the ravens came along to play The simple notes you sang just went astray

Flashback

"I'll be going"

"Okay"

You stopped.

"Just 'Okay' ?" Luke sighed and slammed the book he was reading just, he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"Yes, Do you expect me to kiss you? Fucking hell you're just going to visit your family, it's not like you're going abroad for fifteen years" He mumbled and leaned against the headboard of his bed.

You just nodded, tears stinging your eyes, threatening to slip.

"Do you want me to buy you anything? Snacks? or mayb-" He slammed his fist into his bedside table, the sound of his lampshade and coffee mug clattering made you flinch.

"Can you just- please shut your damn mouth?"

"Fine." You stormed away, leaving Luke again.

You two weren't always like this, As you stepped outside the camp barrier, You got a glimpse of the Hermes Cabin once more before leaving.

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Everything was up, its coming down Everything was up, its coming down Coming down

Flashback

You ran around, Dodging attacks and trying not to trip over dead bodies on your way, You couldn't even believe that Luke did all this, The rise of Kronos. The lightning theif.

When you saw him in the distance, Holding a scythe in hand.

"Luke" You called him, with your sweet melodic voice, He turned around, The first thing you saw was his scowl, Then you felt a sharp pierce on the side of your belly.

You barely saw it, But a Chimera had sting you. you gasped, the pain barely registering before you fell down on the cold ground, The blood had dripped, making a scarlet pool right beside you, as you laid down the cold ground, Luke appeared in front of you, Wearing the same evil smirk.

Your hair was scattered in all directions, You truly looked like an angel, With one last kiss on your forehead, Your eyes went still, and before darkness had engulfed your vision, You heard luke say;

"Sleep well, My dear Y/n"

A/N: I researched about the song Lightwork and did the best i can to match the lyrics and story! But i do hope you guys like this!!!

[februarybluues]

enemies with benefits || 2. - wounded.

warnings: tw shirtless hobie, slight flirting tbh, cursing, arguing, slight angst to fluff, hobie gets injured, horrible british (i'm very sorry🙏 ) read part one here - series masterlist here part three - can't be love

After a few months of being partnered up with Hobie, you found yourself growing to like him. Well, slightly. There was no denying that he was a dick. Miguel paired you up together multiple times, and soon enough your hangouts with pav, miles and gwen, now included hobie. Normally this wouldn’t be a bad thing, right? Except for the fact that he was insufferable. He was smooth and pitiful. He knew he could get away with anything, and that’s exactly what he did. “Did you just take that from miguel?” You asked him, looking right at his shit-eating grin. He had pocketed a few ‘spare’ parts from around the spider-society. What he was planning to do with them was beyond your concerns. He shrugged at you, his hands planted in his vest’s pocket. “Yeah I did. It’s easy to nick from that lad. He either doesn’t care or he’s too daft t’notice.” he said, pulling the mechanical piece from his pocket and showing it off. He was so difficult. “So, what? You’re an asshole and a thief? Pick a struggle.” you insulted him, annoyed. “Aye i’m no thief! I’m tellin’ ya, them big corporations are plannin’ somethin’. Prob’ly gonna use it for new brainwashin’ tech anyways. Pigs.” “So, your theft is justified by the fact that the government are brainwashers?” he shook his head at you. “Big businesses don’t need th’money. They get more people to buy their stuff, and make it more expensive. It’s a scam, innit?” he concluded. You stopped walking and he turned back to look at you. “I don’t think Miguel is a big business. You just robbed an old man.” you said, and the both of you shared a quick laugh. He was kind of cute when he laughed. I guess. That happened a few weeks ago. It was the last peaceful moment between you two. Soon after you had a huge argument, that almost got physical.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You shouted at him, interrupting his speech. “Wha’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you?! Y’show up one day n’suddenly you’re better than everyone else! It’s a load of bollocks!” your eyebrow furrowed as the both of you got angrier. “Oh you think i’m bad? Says the dickhead that practically feeds off of the attention of others.. I’ll tell you what you are, you're a greedy, narcissistic, self-absorbed cunt that is so far up his own ass he doesn’t even realise there are other people around him! You never listen to what anyone has to say as long as it doesn’t inconvenience you in the slightest, because god forbid you actually help out for once in your life. Typical fucking punk. Maybe one day you’ll rebel against your own jacket for being too small.” you enunciated each word with venom laced in your words. Your fists were clenched so tightly that your knuckles turned white. Hobie looked at you with the intention to kill. His piercing gaze burned right through your eyes. You never saw him that mad. Ever. “That’s fuckin’ it.” he cursed, before standing up. You stood up right after him and rolled up your sleeves, about to fight. Luckily, Pav jumped in between you two before a fight broke out. “Guys, guys, guys! There are better ways to settle things than with violence! Come on, sit down. Let’s just talk it out. Share your feelings with each other.” he said, his hands still barely keeping you apart from each other. You scoffed. “If he keeps talking shit I’ll be sharing a punch in the face with him.” “Oh yeah? I’d like to see you try, love.” The pet name was spoken, but not in a romantic or cute way. It was teasing, and insulting. You rolled your eyes at him, before turning around. “I’ve had enough of this bullshit.” you muttered before storming out of the room. Now, almost three weeks after that had happened, you hadn’t seen him since. You hadn’t seen much of anyone since. Miles and Pav tried to talk to you about what happened but you just shrugged them away. You couldn’t be bothered to deal with what had happened anyways. You were still so furious at him. You never wanted to see him again after that fight, and you were sure he didn’t either.  But, of course you’d be wrong. As he approached the window of your apartment, he was grateful that you had left it open. He clung to the wall next to it, peeking inside to see if you were there. The light was on in your bedroom, but you were nowhere to be seen. Or at least he thought it was your bedroom. This was his first time at your apartment. You both never hung out besides when you were paired up by miguel or when you were with miles, pav and Gwen. He'd never so much as been in your dimension at all. You were in the living room, eyes glued to the tv screen as you had been watching whatever had been on for the past few hours to pass time. It was then that you heard him climb inside through the window. Or rather, you heard the sound of him landing face-first on the ground. You sprung up, sneaking to your bedroom in order to investigate the sound. To your dismay, there he was. Standing right in the door frame; his hands inside of his vest pockets, posed strangely, as if he were hiding something. Your eyes widened at the sight of him. “Hobie? What the fuck are you doing here? How did you even get here?” you asked, looking at him with shock. His face remained blank and he looked at the ground. “Miles told me.” was all he said. He refused to look at you. As much as it pained you to say it, you really missed the sound of his voice. - Despite claiming to hate him. But whatever! “Why are you here?” you asked, this time your voice wobbled – not that you were sad. Well, you were sad. - and angry. And frustrated. God, you were just confused. Your voice wobbled with concern. You could only think of a few reasons as to why he’d decided to pay you a visit, and none of them were good. “Well, I uh.. Missed you?” “Bullshit,” you crossed your arms. You saw right through his lies. “Why are you actually here?” you asked, and he hesitated before speaking up again. 

“I… I need y’help.” He then  stood up straight, and pulled his vest off; now revealing a concerning wound that spread across his chest. He got hurt, badly. You looked at him and barely kept your jaw intact. You had so many questions, but you were sure none of them would be answered. “You… What…? Hobie what the fuck happened? Why- Why did you come to me for help?” your words were uttered with pure panic. He shrugged. He just looked at you and fucking shrugged. “Hobie, talk to me you dickhead!” you demanded, and for the first time in weeks, he looked into your eyes. But this wasn’t his usual hatred and spiteful look, He looked genuinely hurt. “Jus’ got hurt fightin’. No need to worry ‘bout me, princess.” you gave him a look that said both “are you serious right now?” and “are you okay?” He’d be lying if he said It didn’t make him laugh. You took a sharp breath, “Okay. Here’s what’s gonna happen.” you began. He tilted his head, curiously. “I’m gonna grab the first-aid kit in the bathroom, and I'm gonna patch you up.” without uttering a word, he nodded, and with that you led him to the bathroom. “Knew you loved me.” he muttered, and your head snapped back to look at him. “What?” he smirked. “You talk all this big talk ‘bout ‘ow much y’hate me, but ‘ere you are.” you laughed at his words, turning back around and grabbing the first aid kit from the cabinet under the sink.

“I don’t love you. It’s just that if you bleed out on me, I won't have anyone to make fun of.” you said as you walked back up to him. But, he didn’t seem convinced, mumbling a quiet “sure..” “Shut up or I won’t help you.” much to your surprise, he actually did end up shutting up. You carefully examined his wound. And definitely not his abs. Nope. The side of his chest, and a little bit of the front was all-but ripped up. His skin was littered in almost cat-like scratches. But these marks weren’t from a cat. You grazed your thumb over a particularly nasty scratch, and he winced in pain. It hurt you to see him like this. He was suffering badly. Mumbling a quick apology, you opened up the first aid kit and began cleaning him up. He didn’t say anything the entire time. Which must’ve been a record for him. You wiped the dampened cloth around his chest, carefully and gently cleaning the blood. Once the wound was clean, you stitched and bandaged him up. You didn’t notice your face gradually getting closer to him, as you focused on the bandaging. It wasn’t until you felt his eyes boring into you that you looked up; your faces now a smile distance apart from one another. Embarrassed, you backed up slightly. “I’m almost done.” you mumbled, finishing up the bandages. “There, all done.” you looked up at him and smiled. A warm and genuine smile, he smiled back. There was such sweet bliss in that moment, for a split second you forgot that you were still mad at him. “Thanks, love.” The pet name was a common insult that he spoke like a prayer, never once failing to piss you off. But this time it wasn’t teasing. There was something about it that just felt real. genuine. He tried to stand up, but you grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back down onto the closed toilet seat. “Nuh uh. You’re not going anywhere yet. You need to answer my question.” his eyebrow furrowed with confusion. “Question? Wha' question?”

“Why are you here? Why did you choose to come to me for help, instead of like – anyone else?” “Dunno.” he shrugged, smiling at you. You couldn’t believe him. “What do you mean you don’t know? You could’ve gone to anyone. Why did you choose me? We literally almost killed each other last time we saw each other.” “I don’t believe in consistency.” He stood up, and put his shirt back on. “What-” he cut you off before you could furthermore question him. “Goin’ to someone else woulda been the smart thing to do. It’s what they woulda expected.” “They? Who’s they?” you asked, and his smile got bigger. “Doesn’t matter. I also just wanted to see you I guess.” he mumbled that last part, silently hoping you didn’t hear what he said, but at the same time wishing you did. In truth, he missed you. He missed the pointless conversations you had shared when the room fell silent. – Almost always ending in a dumb battle over who had the best insults. He missed the joy and relief he felt when Miguel assigned you to a mission together. He just missed you. Although it had only been a few weeks since you’d last seen each other, let alone only knowing each other for a few months, he quickly found himself enjoying your presence much more than he did others. He’d choose to be around you in a heartbeat. But, It’s not like he liked you. Of course he didn’t! He just felt happier when he was around you. While, yes, his heart would beat a bit faster when he was around you, and his cheeks and ears grew hotter when your arm accidentally grazed against his– that didn’t mean he liked you! Of course not! If anything, he hated you! He hated your stupid face, your dumb smile, your annoying mannerisms that he definitely didn’t have memorised, and he especially hated the way your nose scrunched up when you got embarrassed or flustered.  

“You missed me?” Suddenly, your confusion was forgotten. Now replaced by a grin. He quickly sprung up and grabbed his sleeveless jacket “Well, would’ya look at the time! I gotta get back to um, – yeah! Thank you for the help, my love.” He pulled his spider-mask over his head and opened the window. “Bye hobie.” he nodded at you, before climbing out and going god-knows-where. “My love.” the sentence repeated in your head an embarrassing amount of times that night. That was the first time he had ever called you that. And one thing’s for sure, it wouldn’t be the last time. Your relationship definitely changed after that. – but who’s to say that wasn’t a good thing?

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[knightyoomyoui]

KNIGHT'S ALL-TIME FAVORITE TWICE FANFIC STORIES OF GREATNESS: PART 1

Heyo, Knight here! I mentioned from my previous post days ago that I decided to share some of my favorite TWICE fics that I finished reading since I reactivated my Wattpad account back in 2020. I just feel like my fellow TWICE AU authors who made these deserves much appreciation and recognition, so I made this. If you haven’t checked them out, oh you better do so. There will be more for me to share, so for now, take a look at these five stories that will be included here.

1.) "Adore You" | Mina x Nayeon by Nabongsbunny (Fluff, Smut, Angst) (2020)

I remember when this was my very first TWICE AU that I'd read after months of getting introduced to TWICE back in 2020. A friend of mine requested that I read this one after I asked her about fanfiction that features K-Pop idols, which I learned that other people were also doing it too. And my God, when I gave it a try... Although I was shocked at first at the unexpected lesbian smut that greeted me (and through the rest of the story, which my friend shyly apologizes to me for not making me aware of, lol, but I didn't mind it that much since I'm just in for the story), but all I can say is that the narration is so beautifully written, and all of the characters, especially Nayeon and Mina's, chemistry was carefully built through their backstories, moments, and decisions in life that actually can be put into real-life situations in which, despite being disappointing, you can't help but not blame them for it because... well, it's love. Also, this story was the reason that got me into listening and loving the song "Adore You" by Harry Styles. This one serves as like the official soundtrack if this would be an entire film, but you won't be surprised why the author perfectly chose this song to fit for Minayeon's story. A little glimpse to give about the story, if I remember correctly (it has been more than a year since I read it, but I'm planning to give it a reread because of how perfect it is), Nayeon is the bratty CEO of her company when she met Mina as the team leader who was appointed by her parents to take care of her as they send her to LA to enter a boarding school. There, she realized that this isn't actually their first time meeting each other when Nayeon finds Mina familiar, which brought her to recall where it all began, and the rest is one hell of a rollercoaster ride of emotions. Give it a read for yourself if you are fine with reading TWICE AU that features a ship or pair and doesn't mind a girl-to-girl relationship. I'm probably sure it would end up as one of the best TWICE AU stories you'll ever read. No wonder it became an iconic fanfic in the community. Try to ask a Minayeon fanfic to others; I bet this would be the first or one of them to be mentioned.

2.) "Move On" | Nayeon x Female Reader by @vorrentis (heavy Angst) (2018)

Is it a bit ironic that I'm not really into reading female reader x member if I'm a guy who's gonna read it yet I also read stories that features a ship in TWICE, which members are both female? Well that would be my case of not attempting to give this one a read from Vorrentis' goated TWICE one-shot book on Wattpad. Quick fun fact: Vorrentis is one of my favorite Twice AU authors and my inspiration for starting to write fanfics on my own. Okay, now back to what I was saying, thank goodness my curiosity finally had me check it out by myself a few weeks ago. The summary of this story would be Nayeon and YN, two ex-couples who broke up after Nayeon mysteriously disappeared, and YN didn't know where she went until she found out that she'd be marrying Jeongyeon, whom they both know as a friend of theirs. If you give it a read, you will see how YN would almost curse Nayeon's life to the depths of hell for breaking her heart after what she did. Beware, this story contains LOTS of strong languages because, like I said, it's heavy angst filled with confrontations and arguments. What I love about this is how the author did a great job on making the dialogues felt so real, as if when you were reading it, you can feel the intensity because it's like you're sharing the same room as them as a nosy spectator or let's say you are their child (lol). And oh, since I mentioned about how Nayeon's sinful act devastated YN's vulnerable heart brutally, here comes the mindblowing double twist that would be thrown to you as it reaches the climax. Had me gaping my mouth in shock at the back and forth of revelations.

3.) "Stuck In Fairytales" | TWICE x Male Reader by ZAKY14 (Fluff, Angst) (2020)

I found this one pretty interesting because it reminded me of "Knock Knock"'s storyline in the MV, minus the theorized creepy twist that ONCEs put in there, and when I read it, I was so entertained throughout the chapters. The author, Zaky, is known on Wattpad for writing a bunch of Twice fics, some of which feature other idols too. The story of this one is centered on "Lao Bang,"  the name of the reader here, who accidentally discovered an ancient storybook. He opened it and got sucked in there to be part of every story it contains inside, explaining why this book has arcs that feature some of the popular Disney fairytale characters that TWICE would be portraying as. This one has a sequel by the way, and it will continue to tell Lao Bang's story after he successfully escaped the book.

4.) "The Life I Never Had" | TWICE x Male Reader by Mashimuno (2020)

If you love superheroes and some action/comedy genres like me, this one is definitely for you. “The Life I Never Had” tells the story of YN, a guy who got teleported off Earth since he was 5 years old and grew up to be trained as a bounty hunter in the planet he got thrown at. One day, during a mission he got beaten up badly with his sidekick and forced to retreat onto a nearby habitable planet , and there he ends up at the Earth where he was born which is also where TWICE would be living also in this story (they're still portrayed here as idols, just like in real life, btw). It also has a multiverse concept that we usually see in Marvel and DC films. Read it if you want to see how YN would meet the girls and how his connection with them gets stronger, and it will teach him how to live an unparalleled life that he never experienced in the universe he used to live for his entire life as they get to know themselves more throughout the chapters while facing YN's adversaries from the other planet.

5.) "Sociopath" | Nayeon x Male Reader by @nichuuu (Fluff, Angst, Smut) (2023)

Back in February, I tried to search for some TWICE one-shots on Tumblr because not gonna lie I get tired of seeing bunches of smuts and nothing new in my feed. Then I found this one. Me loves tsundere because of how often I see them in animes, and the way the author made it possible by writing Nayeon's character like that in this story where she is the CEO of her company, famous for being a... well, let's say she is an evil boss who is a huge antisocial until she meets YN, who applied as her 25th secretary (insane, right?). The story is basically about how a devil meets an angel who will slowly change her perception of the reality of life, and through the people around her who will result in her change of heart. The more she also begins to fall in love with our male lead here, they also face some challenges that are related mainly to Nayeon's tragic past that brought her hostile side to emerge and live with it. The prologue was effectively hilarious when I first read it, and I knew right then that I would be reading such an awesome story. I even finished the whole chapter in just a day! It's truly one of the best rom-com TWICE fics I've read, and I highly recommend it.

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

This was the hardest monthly wrap up I ever had to do because I forgot about it until like two days ago and my brain is not at its best and I'm tired so I can't really write a lot. So anyway as usual, spoilers and opinions below, read at your own risk.

QL - Currently Watching

🇹🇼 Blue Canvas of Youthful Days [2/12] - I really like the look of this show and all the art. I'm not yet sold on the main couple as a possible item but I really like the characters individually. I adore the second couple. The scene with the hearing aid was beautiful and I like the fact that it's not about the couple. Perhaps in a bl from a different country this would be about them finally being able to communicate, but because Liu knows sign language, it's simply about helping Tan Yin. Don't know why but I really liked this.

🇰🇷🇹🇭 Eccentric Romance [8/12] - It's not the worst thing ever but at several points during the episodes I find myself asking, what am I watching?

🇹🇭 Every You, Every Me [4/8] - This show constantly surprises me. The different stories every week and the aspec rep was how they got me at first but now I'm invested in the meta and the absolutely adorable mains. And this show is just so gorgeous to watch.

🇹🇭 Fourever You [5/16] - Beautiful Pond. Cute Earth. I'm annoyed. Hopefully the next couple is better in terms of storyline.

🇹🇭 Jack & Joker [8/12] - Can they just get together first and then give me all the drama? I'm okay with that. I actually liked Love Mechanics, so give it to me. But Jack is all over the place with his behaviour, he says Joke is family and they seem to have a shared view of the future, and they sure behave as if they're a couple, but then he hides things from Joke, supposedly 'for his own good'. I feel for Joke, because he's being jerked around by Jack.

🇹🇭 Kidnap [8/12] - I love Ohm. And that is the one and only reason I'm still here.

🇰🇷 Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo [6/8] - I'm obsessed. I think about this show way too much. It's painful and beautiful, brilliant writing and visuals and I need it to be over but I don't want it to end. I think we're gonna have a second time skip since they are not in our present yet and I just want to see them happy.

🇰🇷 Love in the Big City [4/8] - Obsessed in a total different way. This story is like an open tab in my brain at all times. I'm dreaming of edits and gifsets. I think of Young and my chest tightens. I'm having a hard time writing about the second part of the show because it's just so much, although it feels lighter than the novel. I'm dreading the next part.

🇯🇵 Love is a Poison [7/10] - I love it here. Everything about it. This being Shiba's first love sure explains a lot, and the onsen date was amazing. I think the actors are nailing this.

🇹🇭 Peaceful Property [10/12] - I've said enough about it. I'm here for TayNew and trying to just ignore everything else.

🇹🇭 Perfect 10 Liners [1/24] - And so it begins. Every gmmtv boy is here and they are all playing engineers. They got two Flukes and everything. I wish Force wasn't once again an asshole jock and Book the clueless fool but I guess that's too much to ask. This is the couple I'm least interested here so I want to see the rest.

🇹🇼 See Your Love [3/13] - Taiwan just doing giving all the rep with disabled characters and as usual a parade of bl actors. It's fine for now.

🇯🇵 Smells like Green Spirit [6/9] - I love Mishima. I think the scenes with him and Kirino are always great. I'm still not totally on board with the romance but I'm somewhat fascinated with Yumeno.

QL - Finished

🇹🇼 First Note of Love - I feel like I need to rewatch this as a binge because I think this format didn't help this particular show. Although I like the mains and I really liked the actors, their romance never truly clicked for me. I need more of the sides. The language banter was my favourite thing about this.

🇹🇭 I Saw You In My Dream - This is super cute. They are all adorable and they actually communicate. Ultimately I was a little underwhelmed about the concept.

🇹🇭 Monster Next Door - It's fine. I like Big and he was great here. But I've already forgotten everything about this.

🇭🇰 Our Golden Times - I watched it. It was okay.

🇹🇭 Reverse 4 You - Pretty show. Good concept. Not great execution all the way through.

Dropped / On Hold

Waiting to binge - 🇹🇭 The Loyal Pin | 🇹🇭 Apple | 🇻🇳 Teenager Judge

Rose Watches OJBL

Same Difference aka Docchi mo Docchi (2014) - I don't even know what to say. It's not good. That's it.

Others - Watched

🇯🇵Densetsu no Head Sho| 🇰🇷Black Out | 🇯🇵Double

Upcoming Shows - November

As usual my ask box is open. Have a wonderful weekend💜

[astrophileous]

Love Bugs (Pt. 01)

Pairing: Derek Morgan x Female Reader

Synopsis: You and Derek Morgan have an arrangement. At work, your relationship is strictly business. Under the sheets, it's all about pleasure. Nothing more, nothing less. Until, of course, your feelings start to get involved. Your situation is complicated enough without the unexpexted predicament that suddenly befalls upon you. But with a maniac serial killer on the loose, will you ever get the chance to make everything right?

Warning(s): 18+ NSFW SMUT, oral (m receiving), fingering, unprotected penetrative sex, dirty talk, slight mdom/fsub dynamic, praise kink (?), dubious consent (only because both of them are kinda drunk), alcohol consumption, cursing (a lot of it)

Word Count: 3700-ish

Author's Note: sooo I used to write for law and order svu a long time ago on my old account, but I haven't really picked up fanfiction writing for a long time now, but this is definitely a first time for me writing smut so pls keep that in mind lol. that being said, I was absolutely APPALLED by the lack of derek fanfics on this platform, hence why I decided to take matters into my own hand and wrote this little piece right here :) this fic is gonna be divided into several parts and I'll try to post an update asap. the tw will be adjusted accordingly on each part of the fic. I'll also be making a masterlist for the whole series hopefully sooner rather than later. in the meantime, I hope you enjoy the story below and don't forget to drop a like/comment/reblog xoxo

Love Bugs Masterlist / Criminal Minds Masterlist

Since the first time you met him, Derek Morgan was never less than 200 pounds of danger and charm, and he wore that fact with immense pride.

"I'm Derek," he offered smoothly, palm extended to shake yours the moment Hotch introduced you to the team.

"Nice to meet you," was your reply. His hand felt sturdy against your clammy one. "You can call me (Y/N). Or Beetle. Whichever works."

"Beetle?" Someone in the room interjected. You were pretty sure her name was Emily. "How'd you get Beetle from (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?"

"It's a childhood nickname. Kinda stuck." You shrugged. "It's a long story."

That was how everything started.

Flirtatious was Derek's second nature. You convinced yourself not to be swayed by the sweet nothings he kept on dropping wherever he went, especially when you began to understand more about his dynamics with Penelope Garcia. You were just another side quest in his little game, and Derek was merely eager to be the number one top player in the leaderboard.

But your heart, unfortunately, had always been much more vulnerable than your head.

And Derek Morgan, as you came to find out, was its biggest kryptonite.

"Hey, Bug." Derek had approached you after one particularly grisly case. The nickname he had chosen to adopt for you after a couple of weeks being on the team dripped easily from his tongue. "Drinks afterwards?"

"Sure. Who else is coming?"

"Just us two tonight, sweetheart." He winked.

You should have seen it coming.

You should have known that getting drinks late at night with Derek Morgan--alone--was going to be the start of your rapid downfall.

Derek Morgan was the kryptonite to your heart.

Yet then again, you always knew you were secretly a masochist.

"Okay, okay, back up a minute," Derek choked out in between laughter. "That's how you got the nickname Beetle?"

You were quite enjoying the sight in front of you. Twinkled eyes, carefree Derek, who was finally able to let himself loose thanks to the alcohol in his system. The smile lines on his face miraculously made him appear younger, and you could almost catch a glimpse of the young, ambitous football star he once had been before he began pursuing the life of law and justice.

"Yep." You nodded sheepishly, stirring the remaining liquor in the glass in front of you. "I didn't know, okay? How was I supposed to know that beetles can reproduce and multiply that much in the span of a couple of weeks? And frankly, I blame my teachers for failing to satisfy the curiosity of an eight-year old me."

"Alright. Blame the underappreciated heroes of this country, then. How were they supppsed to know you'd actually manage to cause a beetle infestation, Bug?" He pointed an accusatory finger at you. "Please tell me you got punished."

"I did. Mandatory volunteer work." Derek stared in disbelief at your answer. "Well, they wanted to suspend me, but my mother could be very persuasive."

"Meaning, she threatened to sue the school?" Derek raised an eyebrow, remembering the one time you told him that your mom was a lawyer before she passed away.

The rest of the night unraveled similarly. With more anecdotes shared and less sobriety kept, conversation with Derek flowed effortlessly. It felt like a swimmer being back in the water after a year-long sabbatical. Before the two of you realized it, hours had passed since you and Derek first stumbled into that bar, and the finale of an exhausting day had at last morphed into the premiere of a better one.

At Derek's insistence, he accompanied you on the taxi ride back to your apartment, ignoring the constant protest that you kept voicing out loud during the entire journey.

"This is absolutely unnecessary. I told you I'm fine," you grumbled as you staggered from the taxi towards your apartment bulding.

Derek caught up with you easily despite having to linger back to pay for the taxi fare. You stopped on the steps leading towards the front door, too busy fishing for your apartment key to notice that your balance had started slipping from your state of inebriation.

You laughed drunkenly when you felt yourself fall into a pair of strong arms. "Whoopsies. Sorry."

"Careful, Bug. Don't hurt yourself," Derek muttered softly.

Your whole body shuddered at the sensation of his breath on your ear. Derek had never felt this close before. Not even when you hugged each other goodbye or when you embraced one another after a close call in one of your cases. This time, his arms around you felt intimate. That fact alone managed to sober you up even if only for a fraction.

"Okay. I'm okay."

You scrambled out of Derek's firm but gentle hold, finally producing the offensive key from your purse before inserting it into the key hole.

"Thanks for taking me home. You didn't have to."

"I know." Derek raised his fingers, pushing away the strands of hair that had fallen over your eyes as a consequence of the passing wind. "I wanted to."

You stood there under the darkness, body nailed in place by a force far greater than anything you ever knew. Derek was looking at you with an unidentifiable gaze. One that seemed to burn brightly beneath his eyes, but warm and tender once they fell upon your skin.

The intensity was new. Overwhelming. It struck your core, stripping you bare of any defense left in both your body and soul.

Perhaps, that was exactly why the next words even managed to leave your mouth.

"You're pretty."

And God, he really was.

Derek Morgan was beautiful. All six feet and two inches of him. He looked pretty in the mornings when he slid a warm cup of hazelnut latte across your desk, and he looked just as pretty in the evening under the delicate strokes of moonlight.

At the sight of his amused beam in response to your sudden remark, you began to contemplate why anyone hadn't tried to claim him as the eighth wonder of the world.

"I'm pretty?"

"Very."

"I think you're prettier."

"Hm?"

Derek took another step forward, closing the distance between the two of you until the air you exhaled became the very one he breathed in.

"Good night, (Y/N)." The rare sound of your name out of his mouth made you shiver.

Derek exterminated the remaining gap between the two of you. For a second, your entire nerve endings stood in anticipation, waiting for the moment that his plush lips would touch yours.

They never did.

Instead, his kiss had landed on your cheek, viciously close to where the line of your lips started that you could almost picture how he would taste when you closed your eyes.

Derek started to pull away, but he never got further than a mere centimeter before you decided to take matters into your own hand and pressed your own lips to his inviting ones.

He tasted of alcohol and mint. But most importantly, he tasted of Derek. A distinctive sweetness that erupted the dormant butterfiles in the pit of your stomach. They began to soar freely inside of you under the influence of Derek's touch.

Your entire being was on fire. What started as sweet and alleviating soon turned into a contest of desperation. Before you knew it, you somehow had managed to unlock the front door and moved inside, all the way to the door of your own apartment.

When he nipped your bottom lip, you couldn't help but moan into the kiss.

"Fuck," Derek murmured against your lips after hearing the needy sound you just made. "Fuck me."

"I'm trying to," you said impatiently, scrambling to get ahold of his collar and brought his lips back to where they belonged.

Your ministrations screeched to a halt with Derek's hands around your wrists. "Hey. No, Bug. Stop."

Derek took a step back then, letting your hands fall back to your side. He never strayed far from where you stood against the wooden door, but even that tiny bit of distance was enough to make you crave more of him.

You needed to feel his body pressed up against yours, to have him incredibly close that you had no idea where he ended and you began.

"Derek, please..."

You should have been ashamed by how wretched your voice sounded, but you didn't care. You wanted him past the point of caring.

His smile was gentle and forlorn at the same time. "No, sweetheart. Not tonight."

Just like that, your heart plummeted straight out of your chest. "What?"

"Go inside, (Y/N). Get some sleep."

"No!"

Had it been any other day or any other person, you would have chastised yourself for your lack of propriety. But it wasn't any other person standing in front of you. It was Derek. Beautiful, kind, and courageous Derek. Your friend. Your kryptonite.

The oblivious owner of your heart.

"Don't go," you whispered. "Come inside. Stay with me tonight."

"I don't think that's such a good idea."

Your gut churned with dread. "Y-you don't?"

"Christ. I didn't mean it like that. Hey, look at me." He tugged a finger under your chin, forcing your eyes to stare into his dark ones. "You have no idea how much I want to. But you're drunk."

"So are you."

"Exactly my point."

"Derek--"

"I'm not gonna have you forget our first time in the morning just because you were too drunk to remember it, Bug."

The urge to chortle was almost unbearable.

Derek seemed to notice the comical mischief shining in your eyes. "What?"

"It's funny that you think I would ever forget the first time we fuck."

A breathy laugh rumbled out of his chest. "You're a menace, woman."

"A menace who wants you. Please, Derek," you started to whine. "I'm sober enough to give my consent. Hell, I could even recite the entire FBI oath to prove it if you want. You wanna see? I, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), do solemnly swear that I will support and defend--"

"Bug--"

"--the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic--"

"(Y/N)--"

"--that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same--"

You never did finish reciting the remainder of that oath.

The taste of Derek's lips on yours was an interruption you'd gladly welcome at any time of day. Through some sort of miracle, you managed to drag the two of you inside the safety of your apartment without ever breaking the kiss.

When it was time to come up for air, Derek's voice was raspy in your ear, "Sweetheart, I think--"

You didn't give him a chance to protest.

The kisses you peppered started on his neck. When your teeth gritted over his pulse point, Derek let out a low moan that vibrated through your entire being.

"Oh God..."

You continued showering kisses down his body, enjoying the way Derek had been bespelled by the magic of your touch. The buttons of his shirt came undone, and when you finally fell to your knees in front of him, you sucked hard on the skin where his abs met his pelvis.

"Shit. (Y/N), you don't... we don't have to--"

"For God sake, will you shut up?" You chuckled. "Did you not hear anything I said? Or should I just demonstrate how badly I want you right now?"

You took Derek's lack of further objections as permission to go ahead.

His buckle and pants came off pretty quickly. The next to go was his boxer, and the sight that greeted you afterward had your most intimate part gushing in excitement.

You wrapped your fingers around his hardening length. Tentatively at first, but the blissed out look on Derek's face only spurred you on even further.

"Is this okay?"

Derek gulped down before answering, "Yes."

You began to move your hand up and down, feeling Derek going stiffer and stiffer in your hand.

"Holy fuck," Derek cursed when you took his tip in your mouth.

He tasted divine on your tongue. It took a little while for your muscles to fully relax around his impressive size, but when they did, you began to bob your head back and forth, moving in tandem with the hand still wrapped around the rest of him that you couldn't fit entirely in your mouth.

"Yeah, just like that, pretty bug. You're doing so good," he panted.

Derek continued giving his praises, his words--along with his fingers in your hair--doing things to your body that had your thighs clamping down tightly. You began rocking in rhythm with the pace of your head and hand, trying to put pressure against the pulsing need inside your warmth.

"Fuck. Trying to relieve yourself, sweetheart? Sucking me off gets you all hot and needy, huh?" Derek moaned at the sight of you on your knees, teary eyed and full of him, writhing from the budding heat in the pit of your stomach.

You gave him one last suck before he pulled you up to your feet.

"Come here," Derek ordered before kissing you fervently.

He maneuvered the two of you from the doorway, following the direction to the bedroom that you had vaguely gestured at him. Once inside, Derek pushed you towards the bed while he threw his shirt onto the floor.

"You're naked," you mused in between giggles.

"And you're overdressed," he retorted. Your hands began to undo the buttons of your shirt before Derek's hand stopped them. "Let me."

He discarded your shirt in no time, your bra following not far behind.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered before leaving feathery kisses across your collarbone.

He started sucking on your nipple while fiddling the other one, enjoying the way your body reacted to every stroke of his tongue and every pinch of his fingers.

"Derek, please. I want to... I want--"

"Hm?" Derek paused his ministrations, keeping his hand busy by running it up and down your side. "What do you want, pretty bug? Tell me."

"I want you to touch me."

"I am touching you."

You whined. "You know what I meant."

With a chuckle, Derek left one last kiss on your breastbone before continuing his erotic journey southward. After sucking a mark underneath your belly button, he started fumbling with the button of your slacks.

"Fucking hell, sweetheart. You're soaked," he mulled out loud once you were free of the confine of your pants.

Even with your panties still standing as a barrier between Derek and your mound, you could feel every breath that Derek blew against your most sensitive part. There was no doubt surrounding the truth behind Derek's words. You could feel your wetness dripping down your thighs. It didn't exactly help that Derek had begun littering tiny kisses around your hip and pelvic bones.

When his lips made contact with your clothed core, the strangled moan you let out almost sounded animalistic.

"You taste so good," Derek said before diving in once again. "I could spend an eternity between your legs and die a very happy man."

"That's nice, but I don't want you to die just yet."

You tugged at his neck to bring his face back to yours, pressing both of your lips together in another heated kiss that had your toes curling inward.

"No more playing, please. I need you inside me right now," you rasped desperately.

"I still need to get you ready for me, sweetheart." Derek pecked your lips once more. "Why don't you lie back and relax, hm?"

Gingerly, you followed Derek's instruction. He made a quick work of removing your panties before his deft fingers began exploring your folds.

"So wet for me."

He inserted one finger at first, two, and then three inside your pulsing channel. It was a bit of a stretch, tight but not uncomfortable. Derek slid them in and out of you until you turned into a panting mess underneath him.

"Derek--"

He shushed you gently. "I know, Bug. I know."

He worked as if he was a musician and you were his favorite piece of instrument. The heel of his palm found solace on top of your bundle of nerves, drawing circles over and over again to the rhythm of his fingers inside of you.

Before long, you could feel the coil inside of your body snapping, sending your whole entire being shaking as you fell to the edge of a newfound ecstasy.

Throughout all of it, Derek kept his fingers sliding in and out of you, helping you ride your orgasm until your body had finally stopped spasming.

When you opened your eyes, you were welcomed with Derek's awed smile and warm eyes.

"Hi, gorgeous," you murmured breathlessly, still floating along the aftermath of your earlier pinnacle.

"Hey," he whispered back, kissing your temple with the most delicate of touches. "How are you feeling?"

"Blisfully sated."

Derek laughed at your overtly honest answer.

"Are you tired?" he then asked. "Because we don't have to do anything else if you feel--"

"Derek Morgan, I swear to God. If you try to talk me out of this one more time..."

His responding grin was mischievous. "Yes, ma'am."

After one last kiss to your lips, Derek started lining himself up with your entrance. The sensation of his tip pressing against you awakened the momentarily satiated hunger inside your lower belly. And when he finally entered you--slowly but surely--you could physically feel the air being punched right out of your lungs.

"Oh my God," you breathed out once he had filled you to the brim. "You're huge."

"And you're so fucking tight."

He pulled out his length until only his tip was left inside before driving back in with enough force to shatter your entire world. In no time at all, Derek had finally found a steady rhythm. Moving in and out of you while his lips and hands paid attention to the other parts of your body.

"Derek, Derek, Derek," you moaned his name endlessly, relishing every drag of his member against the pulsating muscles of your inner wall.

You could feel every ridge of him inside of you, along with every brush of kisses that he scattered all over your skin, every lazy drag of fingers on the curvatures of your body. All of your senses had been heightened around the presence of him.

"So fucking beautiful. Fuck. Such a good bug for me, hm? So desperate for my cock that you couldn't even wait to sober up."

The heat of Derek's words fueled your fire even further. You began to writhe underneath him, scrambling to make sure that every inch of you was touching every part of him.

"Tell me how good I'm making you feel," Derek ordered between his thrusts.

"So good, Derek. Oh God, you feel so good inside of me. Please, please, please."

Your desperation was the motivation he needed. Derek shifted you both until he was on his knees and your body lying halfway across his lap. When he continued to move again, the vigor of his pace nearly had you seeing stars.

"You feel like heaven, pretty bug. So tight and warm. Bet no one can fuck you as good as I do."

"No one, Derek. No one."

"Are you close, sweetheart? Hm? Tell me how close you are."

"I'm close. So close," you cried out. "I'm gonna... Derek, I'm gonna--"

As if he was reading your mind, Derek brought down his fingers and started drawing tight circles on your clit. All the while, he never relented the pace he had set inside your pussy.

"You wanna cum?" Derek groaned as he continued to nudge you further towards the edge.

You blinked back the tears that threatened to spill over, nodding your head frantically.

"Use your words, Bug."

"Yes, yes. I wanna cum. Please, Derek, make me cum."

And just like that, Derek sent a powerful thrust that had your toes curling, ears buzzing, and body shuddering.

Your second orgasm washed over you in big, tidal waves. A silent scream broken into desperate pleas and moans as you rode the high with Derek still inside of you. It didn't take long for him to follow behind. The sensation of you cumming around him became the very thread of his own undoing.

He spilled everything he had inside of you before his spent body fell into your arms. The air was heavy with the smell of sex and the panting of both of your breaths. You reveled in the aftermath of what just transpired, running your hands up and down the muscular back of the person responsible for your satisfied smile.

When Derek finally lifted his head up, he was adorning a smile identical to the one you had.

"That was--" you started, but struggled to find the right word to say.

Fortunately, Derek knew exactly what you meant. "Yes. Yes, it was."

He left a single kiss, then two, and three under your breast, before resting his chin back on the soft cushion of your abdomen.

"Derek?"

"Hm?"

You smiled at his tired hum. "You're sleepy, aren't you?"

"No," he replied, betraying the slight droop in his voice.

"That's okay. Go to sleep, baby."

You weren't even sure that Derek had heard your last statement, because not even two seconds later, he had started snoring softly against your skin.

Slowly as to not disturb the sleeping giant on top of your body, you pulled the comforter and tugged the edge across Derek's shoulders. Before long, you, too, were slipping into the deep slumber with Derek's steady intakes of breath as your lullaby.

Derek's weight on top of you was an anchor, one that you could have never dreamed of physically having outside of your hopeless fantasies. But Derek was real, and he was there with you in the comfort of your bedroom.

For a moment, everything was alright with the world. But then again, this was only the beginning of an unforeseen end. And as much as you wanted to convince yourself otherwise, you knew that inevitably, something was bound to go wrong.

You just hoped that when it did, you would have the strength to make it all right again.

[quodekash]

ECLIPSE INCORRECT QUOTES

because that’s when you know im obsessed with it

(disclaimer: I meant to do this literally two weeks ago but I didn’t think I had enough but I stopped for a bit and my adhd brain promptly forgot about it for a week and then remembered and then forgot for another week, and honestly i meant to actually make this for like a month before that but i didnt actually start finding the quotes until two weeks ago, but it’s fine I’m here now)

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Akk: Ayan is a little bitch.  Wat: Why?  Akk: Number one, he’s little. Number two, he’s a bitch.

(episode 1-3 core)

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Namo: The floor is lava!  Kan: *helps Thua onto the counter*  Akk: *kicks Wat off the sofa*  Ayan: *lays on the floor*  Namo: ...Are you okay?  Ayan: No. 

(im 80% certain this is a deleted scene from the beach episodes)

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*Akk and Ayan are planning to break in somewhere*  Akk: We need to distract the guards.  Ayan: Right.  Akk: What are we gonna do?  Ayan: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes.  Akk:  Ayan:  Akk: Deal. 

—- —-

Akk: Aye, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason.  Ayan, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than his size: Spooky. 

—- —-

Akk: I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right back.  Ayan: Why are you telling me this, I don't care.  Ayan, right after Akk leaves the room: I miss him already.

—- —-

Aye: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities.  Aye, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor. 

—- —-

Akk: I fell—  Aye: From heaven?  Akk: No, I literally fell—  Aye: In love with me the moment you saw me?  Akk: MY ARM IS BROKEN!  Aye: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest. 

—- —-

Aye: Are we fighting or flirting?  Akk: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-  Aye: Your point? 

—- —-

Thua: Two bros!  Kan: Chillin' in a hot tub!  Thua and Kan, in unison: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK! 

—- —-

Akk: I owe you one.  Aye: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even. 

—- —-

Thua: I want to kiss you.  Kan, not paying attention: What?  Thua: I said if you die, I wont miss you. 

(its okay thua, he's not ignoring you, he has adhd. just kiss him, he'll be happy, trust me)

—- —-

Kan: And now for a gay update with Akk and Aye.  Akk: Getting gayer.  Kan: Thank you, Akk. 

—- —-

Wat: So… I’ve seen you’ve been spending a lot of time with Thua recently.  Kan: No, Wat, it's not what it looks like, I swear.  Wat: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?  Kan: No! You’re the only one for me.  Wat: Is that so?  Kan: I promise! Thua and I are just dating, okay? He’s my boyfriend.  Wat: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved?  Kan: You are still my one and only best friend! He’s just the love of my life, nothing more!  Wat: But I’m still the platonic love of your life, right?  Kan: Of course bro!  Wat: Bro...  Thua: What the- 

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*at 3am*  Kan: *runs into Akk’s room and turns on the light* Wake up sleepyhead!  Akk: *wakes up* Dude!  Kan: *cackles*  Aye: *sits up from where he was sleeping behind akk* What the fuck, Kan? Kan: *jaw drops* Wait WHAT- 

(the original vine is now playing over and over in my head and its probably my favourite vine and its literally them and i love it so much gerjdhgbrh)

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Kan: This totally sucks, man.  Akk: This is horrible.  Kan: Yeah, I know, I mean look at everything the curse did to those rulebreakers today.  Akk: No, it’s not that, it’s Aye. Akk: It’s just like, I can’t get him out of my head and every time I look at him I have these pains in my chest, and I just know it’s his fault, that bitch! 

(AVPM QUOTE LETS GOOO and yes it is perfection and is exactly canon i take no criticism)

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Kan: Did Thua just tell me he loved me for the first time?  Akk: Yeah, he did.  Kan: And did I just do finger guns back?  Akk: Yeah, you did. 

(oh you sweet sweet maybe-bisexual man)

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Aye: *finds a note* Hmm, whats this?  Kan: Hey, that's mine! *tries to grab it*  Aye: Aww, it's a love note for Thua?  Kan: No-  Aye: *opens it*  Aye:  Kan:  Aye: I can't read this. 

(is it because the contents are too explicit to read or because kan's handwriting is awful? you decide)

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Kan: So are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed my car?  Akk: Well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so I said "Aye, deer!"  Kan: ...And what did you say?  Aye: ..."Yes, Honey?" 

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Kan: I love you.  Thua: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.  *Kan and Thua kiss passionately*  Wat, to Akk: You owe me 20 dollars. 

(HES BEEN SAYING IT FOR YEARS AND THEY FINALLY DID IT. IMAGINE THE VICTORIOUS FEELING WAT FELT IN THAT MOMENT. NOT TO MENTION THE JOY AT HIS SHIP FINALLY GETTING TOGETHER. BRO IS AS PHENOMENAL AS TIW AND I LOVE HIM SO FREAKING MUCH (someone write a crossover fic where tiw and wat get together and plot their ships' getting together. if someone has already written this, please tell me)

—- —-

Kan: Time sensitive question how flirt boy.  Akk: Throw rocks at he.  Aye: Hot Dogs.  Wat: Kill him.  Kan: Thanks guys. 

—- —-

Kan, trying to sound happy: *about Aye and Thua* They’d make a cute couple, huh? Akk, holding back tears: They certainly are standing next to each other. 

(first few episodes core. specifically when aye is whispering in thua's ear and theyre both just standing to the side watching it happen and completely unaware that this means they are gay and in love with one of them)

—- —-

Thua: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!  Kan: Um...Neat.  *later*  Kan, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," Akk. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.  Akk, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Kan. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Aye confessed his love for me?  Kan: Didn't you thank him?  Akk: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked him. 

—- —-

Kan: How is the most beautiful person in the world?  Thua: *blushing* I—  Aye, butting into the conversation: Akk is perfect, thanks for asking. 

—- —-

Wat: Do you love Kan?  Thua: Yeah, I do.  Wat: Akk! I told you I knew it! You owe me 100 baht!  Akk: We all love Kan. You should've asked if he was IN love with him.  Thua: I thought that was implied.  Akk: ...  Wat: ...  Thua, looking straight at Akk: Congrats Wat, you just won 100 baht. 

—- —-

Akk: Are you trying to seduce me?  Aye: Why, are you seducible? 

—- —-

Aye: Jail is no fun. I’ll tell you that much.  Wat: Oh, you’ve been?  Aye: Once. In Monopoly. 

—- —-

Wat: When I was a kid, Kan told me that the paper strip that’s in the chocolate kisses were edible and I ate them with the chocolate for a year.  Teacher Sani: They are!  Wat: FOR REAL?  Sani: No! Why did you fall for it again? 

—- —-

Thua, on a random band name generator: Oooo! They Might Be Depressed Horses! That about sums up my friend group. 

—- —-

Akk: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.  Ayan: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both. 

—- —-

Ayan: Hey, Akk, what do you think it would be like if we had kids?  Akk: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly.  Ayan: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it?  Akk: Can't really say I have.  Ayan: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes.  Akk: Sorry, Aye. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody. 

—- —-

Ayan: Talk dirty to me, baby~  Akk: The dishes.  Ayan: Wh-  Akk: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times. 

—- —-

Ayan: My hands are cold.  Akk: Here, let me hold them.  Ayan: My lips are cold too. Akk: *covers Ayan's mouth with his hand* 

—- —-

Akk: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.  Ayan: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.  Akk: ...  Akk: You mean ring bearER, right?  Ayan: ...  Akk: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding. 

—- —-

Ayan: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.  Akk: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit. 

—- —-

Akk: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.  Ayan: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.  Akk: I said within reason, Ayan. How about I murder that guy?  Ayan: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?  Akk: Well, duh. What kind of question is that? 

—- —-

Ayan: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.  Akk: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.  Ayan: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??  Akk: Is it working? 

—- —-

Akk: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.  Ayan: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.  Akk: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??  Ayan: Is it working? 

—- —-

and now, for my personal favourite...

Ayan: Akk is playing hard to get.  Ayan: Little does he know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of. 

—- —-

that's all for now, but i promise, i will be back

[sasageyoarmin]

Hey Brooke!

Saw you're new to the AOT writing community here, so I just wanted to welcome you! Can't wait to see all the amazing stuff you'll create here!

What do you think about 20. “If you die, I’m gonna kill you.” from the random prompts with Levi?💖

thank you for welcoming me !!! this is such a cute prompt idea <3 ty for the request and hopefully you enjoy it and let me know any feedback !!! sorry if it's pretty short , i didn't have a lot of time to write it and i prefer to make these type of prompts a lil shorter !

content : levi x fem!reader

“if you die , i’m going to kill you”

•••

"levi, please don't leave." you pleaded, grasping on to levi's clothed arm in a final attempt to bargain with him.

"my love, i have to go. you know this." he turned towards your fragile, shaking frame due to the tears coming out of your eyes. "don't cry, baby, please."

he used his thumbs to wipe the tears from your crestfallen face, silently cursing himself out for ever becoming a captain in the first place. you hated when he had to go on missions with his squad, as you knew that they wouldn't return for a few days, with the chance of possibly never returning at all.

thoughts like this haunted your brain every single day, and it was impossible to push them away. even though you knew your husband had been dubbed as "humanity's strongest," there was still that aching feeling in your heart that he may never return from a mission and fall into your arms ever again.

the stakes were even higher now, as you had married levi just a few weeks ago, and although you obviously had loved each other for years before you said "i do," there was a different energy in the atmosphere when you knew he had to leave to fight. it was almost as if the rings on your fingers had created an invisible string between the two of you, tying you to each other.

"levi..." you were gasping for air now and unable to form coherent sentences, on the verge of breaking down as the thoughts piled up in your brain.

"shh, just calm down, baby, i've got you." he held you in his embrace as his head kissed your forehead in an attempt to reassure you.

"i-i don't want you t-to leave me." levi's heart broke at your statement, as he knew that you weren't just talking about the act of him leaving through your front door.

"angel, don't speak like that. i'll be okay, i promise."

"promises can be broken." you sniffled, teary eyes gazing into his own. "you never know."

levi wasn't necessarily the greatest in the world when it came to attempting to comfort someone, everyone knew this. he was at a loss of words - obviously, he didn't want to die - but to be fair, you do never really know what the future holds.

"just..." you trailed off, melancholic silence in the air. "just know that if you die, i'm going to kill you."

he chuckled slightly, trying to lighten the mood in some way. "i'm sure you could, baby, i don't doubt you."

he pulled your body even closer to his as the tears seeped through onto his shirt, disheveling his appearance slightly. "i'm gonna be okay, alright? i love you so much."

your eyes met as levi's lips met yours, and your hands reached his neck, guiding your bodies as close as they could possibly go. you eventually broke away from the kiss, caressing his cheek with your thumb as you started lovingly into his gray eyes.

"i love you too, captain."

•••

[scribeofskyrim]

Turdas, 14th of Frostfall, 4E 201

I don't know how he slept, but I'm pretty sure Tiber Septim didn't wake up to screaming like I did.

Eydis was screaming that there's a GHOST in the Inn.

And there is! An actual ghost!

I watched him walk through Septim!

He's just sitting there, in a chair, drinking ghost mead from his ghost mug like anyone else here at the Inn. I didn't know what else to do, so I went up and talked to him. He was dressed in old-style armor, and he called me Hjalti.

Apparently Hjalti owes him a sword, and he won't rest until he gets it. Eydis had never heard of this Hjalti character, but said Tiber Septim was known by many names, back in the day. Lydia confirmed that one of Tiber Septim's names was Hjalti Early-Beard, so yes, the ghost thought I was him for some reason.

Luckily, Eydis did have an idea of where the sword might be. Tiber Septim had attacked a camp before the big battle here. I promised that we'd bring the sword back, and she marked the location on my map.

I groaned inwardly and promised her that we'd leave as soon as I finished writing. I showed the others the map. "Ah," was all Lydia said, and Erandur made a pained sound. Valdimar took a deep breath, and muttered something about needing new boots after all this.

I think we're all gonna need new boots.

It's between Dragon Bridge and Solitude.

We'll go get Red Eagle's Sword, first.

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We're back at Old Hroldan. It's been a rough day. Too much happened.

At least the ghost is well-behaved. He's just milling about, sitting by the fire and whatnot.

But more on him, later.

We left the inn and set off on the path towards Red Eagle's Sword, when we ran into a bear in the middle of a small campsite. It didn't take us long to kill it, but unfortunately it mauled the two people at the camp before we got there.

We found the body of a Dunmer man with red hair and that of a young Nord woman. Next to her I found her journal. Her name was Karan, and his was Talvur. They were in love, but she was a noblewoman and he was just a poor miner, and her father would never approve. They'd run off together, but their elopement was cut short by the bear.

The journal also mentioned where Talvur had hidden a secret stash of gold. I soon found it in an old stump nearby. Lydia scolded me a bit, but I pointed out that they wouldn't need it, and she couldn't argue.

While I was clearing out the stump, I saw a small house nearby, and a smelter. Figuring it was the mine the mer used to work at, I called out to the others to wait there for a moment.

Turns out, I was right, and came upon a Breton man with red face paint standing near the entrance of the mine next to a Reach guard. I told him what we had found, and he cursed a blue streak before he caught himself and apologized. His name is Perth, and he runs Soljund's Sinkhole, the mine.

He said they've been having a tough time, and this wasn't helping any. He asked me to wait while he got the other miner that worked there, along with some shovels.

I led them back to the campsite, where Lydia and Erandur had carefully laid the couple out next to each other. Valdimar was working on the bear's pelt.

Perth and Tuthul, the other miner, took a moment to take everything in before they started poking around at the ground, trying to find a good place to dig. Erandur offered his services as a priest of Mara, and the two Bretons readily accepted. Any priest would have been fine, but considering the circumstances, it was strangely appropriate. I apologized for interrupting their mining with grave-digging, but they said it was all right. They hadn't done any digging for a while.

I asked why that was, and they told me that the mine was closed because it was crawling with undead! They had broken through into an old crypt about a week ago, and the draugr weren't pleased. Perth said the jarl was going to send a regiment to clear it out, but who knows when that'll be with the war on?

I just gave the others A Look, and they nodded. I offered to clear the mine while they dug, and they were thankful for the help. So, we went down the ridge and into the mine. In between fighting off draugr, I took some time to get a bit of moonstone for myself. It'll come in handy when I get the hang of improving Elven weapons and armor.

We soon found the hole in the floor where they had broken through to the crypt below. Aside from some particularly nasty traps, it was mostly just a bunch of twisty catacombs full of draugr until we got to the last room.

Once there, a Death Lord broke out of a sarcophagus, and attacked!

Now, normally it would've been a hard (but fast) fight, but we had some extra problems. There were two statues in the room that didn't look any different from the normal dragon-like ones we've seen everywhere before, but they were enchanted! The one on the right would glow green, and Heal the draugr! The one on the left would glow red, and then shoot fireballs at us!

That took at least three times as long as it should have, but luckily Septim proved to be a great distraction for the draugr, and he can dodge fireballs pretty good, too! Once the Death Lord was dead (haha), I searched the chest that was there and found some potions and gold, along with some old iron armor I didn't take. We also found a bunch of alchemical ingredients, including another briarheart. I held it up and jokingly asked Erandur if he wanted a snack, and Lydia cuffed me upside the head.

That hurt, but it was worth it for the laughs it got.

Valdimar and Erandur had been strangely quiet since we found the dead lovers. I figured that Erandur was just thinking about the job he had to do once we got out of there, but I could tell it got to Valdimar.

We soon found our way back out of the mine, and when we emerged we were ready to hold a funeral, but instead got attacked by a PAIR of dragons!

YES. A PAIR.

One landed in front of the miner's house, and stared to attack both us and the guard! The other circled overhead, spewing fire. They alternated, taking turns landing and being airborne. Lucky for us, they weren't very big or very strong, as far as dragons go, and I managed to poison them enough that the magic and Shouts did their job before anyone got killed.

Fighting one dragon would have been tiring enough after that Death Lord, but two had us dragging our feet.

Perth and Tuthul came out from where they'd been hiding, and thanked us for taking care of the draugr and the dragons. They'd finished burying the unlucky pair, and took us to their grave. They'd marked it with Talvur's pickaxe.

Night was falling as we gathered around the grave. Eydis and her son were there, along with Leontius, the man who helps her run the inn. Leontius got out a torch, and Eydis placed a wreath of flowers on the pickaxe before Erandur started his prayers.

You know, I think the Divines have a flair for the dramatic. As he began, the moons broke through the clouds overhead, and the soft light shimmered on his white fur cloak and hood. Like before, his armor seemed to reflect the torchlight more than usual, and the wind didn't feel so cold, anymore.

In his prayers, Erandur thanked Mara for bringing them together and letting them know love, even though their time together was brief.

At this, I heard Valdimar, who was next to me, start to sniffle.

Admittedly, there wasn't a dry eye there, but Valdimar was taking it a bit harder than I'd expect. I mean, it's incredibly sad, but we didn't know them. Anyway, I carefully slipped my hand into his, and gave it a squeeze. He squeezed back, and Lydia, who was on his other side, put her hand on his shoulder. That seemed to help, so I turned my attention to Erandur.

His head was bowed and shadowed by his hood, but I could see tears glinting on his face, too. Despite this, his voice never wavered, and there wasn't any sadness there. He was actually smiling a little.

He finished by asking Mara to look kindly upon Karan and Talvur, and to extend Her Benevolence and Warmth to their friends gathered here, on this cold night. He asked that we go with Her Love, and carry it in our hearts.

With the funeral over, we all quietly walked back here, to the inn. Erandur's still not back. I know he was stopped for some talks and I saw him refusing payment from the miners.

As soon as Eydis had pulled herself together enough to step back behind the bar, I put a pile of gold on the counter and said the night was on me.

Neither of us bothered counting.

I took some mead over to Lydia and Valdimar. They were sitting at a table in the back, near the ghost. The pair were doing that silent drinking thing that's absolutely deafening. I wanted to ask questions, but instead, I told them we did good today, and let them know that food and drinks were on the house.

I sat down by the ghost, and tried to talk to him. He kept calling me Hjalti, and said that he'd been waiting for me. Skuli was petting Septim by the fire, and I asked him if the ghost had said anything else. He said the ghost only talks to me, and wanted to know why.

I had no idea, and I was surprised to hear Valdimar say, "You mean you don't know?"

"Know what?" I asked, and he explained that the ghost probably thought I was Tiber Septim because I'm a Dragonborn, like he was.

That explains it.

At hearing this, Skuli looked at me with big eyes and asked if I really was the Dragonborn. I said I was, and Valdimar took that as his cue to start in with the storytelling.

Talking about our adventures seemed to put him in a better mood, and Lydia soon joined in. I sat there for a bit, then got up to get this thing so I could write everything down.

Skuli's learning about the Dwemer ruins, now.

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A note before bed.

I went to take some warm wine to Erandur because he still hadn't come back inside, and I found him leaning on the porch railing next to Leontius. They were talking and finishing off some bottles of mead.

Erandur thanked me for the wine, and Leontius excused himself to take in some firewood.

Erandur said they were talking about Karan and Talvur. The man had known both of them, but had been good friends with Talvur and just needed to talk.

I asked Erandur if he was all right, and he said he was, actually. He told me it felt good to "shine Mara's Light" where it was needed the most.

I told him he was a good priest, but he disagreed. He's never even been to the temple in Riften.

I pointed out that I'm the Dragonborn, and I've never been to High Hrothgar.

He stared into his mug while I told him that there's more than one way to be a priest. I should know! I met a lot of priests in the Capital. Sure, most of them stay in their temples, and some go on pilgrimages to do whatever priest stuff they do on pilgrimages, but I've met dozens who wear armor instead of robes.

"Even servants of Mara?"

I laughed and said that I've seen priests of Dibella dressed for battle. "They only wear leather. Obviously."

That got a laugh out of him! I told him that he did good today, and to come in before he freezes.

I made sure that he was settled by the fire with the others, then had Skuli get him something to eat before I came in here to finish my wine and sleep.

[didhewinkback]

bestie just randomly thought about reader's thoughts on lhh like I'm guessing she truly loved it and maybe braided his hair and stuff?

oh babe 100000% i alluded to it so briefly in parts 4 & 5 (like 3 sentences blink and you'll miss them) but will elaborate here

and by elaborate i mean write 3 baby blurbs bc i simply could not help myself

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he spent so much time in la and malibu after the band took a break, absolutely soaking up his newfound freedom and the fame that came with it, that you rarely saw him but he was sure to spend as much time as possible with you whenever he was back in london, which found you here, just the two of you and the weed you nicked from Roxy's stash lounging in the living room in your flat. You leaned back against the couch, your assignments for the week long forgotten, relishing in the warmth from the weed and the way your knee brushed against his thigh.

You rolled your head along the back of the couch to look at him, the way his cheekbones stood out when he inhaled. He looked good. He always did, but there was something about the way he carried himself with this hair, the way it looked when he pulled it back into a bun like he had now, illuminating all his best features, making it impossible to look away from his face. He had somehow grown since you last seen him, filled out more too, looking more like a man than the boy you had grown up with, something that made your heart absolutely gallop in your chest.

"I've got an idea," you said, your mouth feeling drier than normal as you spoke for the first time in ages. He put the bowl down on the table and turned to you, his half lidded eyes gleaming at you.

"You should let me braid your hair." you continued.

"What?" he asked incredulously." "Fuck no."

"Think it'd be fun," you said. "You'd look fit."

"Think so?" he snorted, his eyebrows shooting up as you blushed, silently cursing the weed for loosening your lips. Ah, well. Whatever it takes to get your way.

"Only one way to find out."

"Alright then," he says, his hands languidly coming up to take down his bun, shaking out his long locks. "How do y' want me?"

It took some coordination but you eventually found yourself sitting cross legged on the couch as he laid his head in your lap, his long legs hanging off the arm of the couch. You ran your fingers through his hair, goosebumps lining your arms when he groaned in appreciation.

"Feels nice," he murmured softly, eyes fluttering closed as you began to braid, fingers mindlessly following patterns you taught yourself ages ago.

"You're so gonna fall asleep," you said with a laugh.

"'m not," he said stubbornly, though the way his speech slurred and breath deepened betrayed his words. "Wan' to hang out with you. Haven't been around -"

"Been busy though, yeah? You don't have to -"

"s gonna be different now, I promise. Won't be like before." he said, his brow furrowing as he tried to get his words out through his slurred speech. "Gonna be around more -"

"Not sure about that," you say, smile growing on your face. "We don't have many yachts in London."

"Nooooo," he groaned, blush spreading across his face before he brought his hands up to cover it, hiding his face in his hands. "Y' promised."

"Did no such thing," you say, unable to contain your giggles, laughing so hard he has no choice to join.

"Gonna get you back for that," he mumbles, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'd like to see you try," you say as he hums, a comfortable silence falling over you as you continue your handiwork, living for the way that no matter how much changes between you two, you'll always have this. You'll always have each other.

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i mean you really liked it, after getting a vague text from him "you should watch corden if you want to see me do something really stupid" you stayed up to watch, only to feel like every nerve ending was on fire, staring enraptured at how he looked getting tattooed, the wooziness of his eyes, the cockiness of how he was sat, legs spread wide with that irresistible smirk on his face and found yourself falling asleep later with fantasies whirling through her mind, dreaming of being there with him, sat on his lap as he mumbled "pull my hair, love" into the skin of your neck as you rolled her hips against his. "tha's it, love. fuck the pain away," he groaned, his big hands sliding down your hips to help their roll against his as their lips crashed into each other. you woke up in a cold sweat, absolutely soaked, and completely unable to look him in the eye any time he brought up that tattoo, trying your best to seem unaffected, desperately hoping he wouldn't see right through you.

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You stood next to his mum and Gemma when he was about to cut it off, keeping the conversation light to ease his nerves about the whole ordeal.

"Actually -" he said, causing Lou to pause when her hands reached for the scissors. "Do y' want to do it?"

"Me? Cut it?" you asked in disbelief.

"Just the chop, let the professional do the rest." he said and Lou snorted, handing you the scissors.

"Could get you extra points with the boss," he said, alluding to the fact that he was donating it to the company you were interning for, but there was something else behind his eyes. Like the time he took the bandana out of his hair for the first time, letting his longer hair fall for the first time, a moment of self consciousness so rare for the lad who had girls screaming his name at every turn.

"Yeah, I'll do it," you said, stepping behind him, squeezing his shoulder as you quietly murmur. "It's gonna look great."

You take the braid in your hands, trying to ignore the slight tremor as your palms begin to sweat.

"Hang on, are you only asking me so you have someone to blame if it goes all wonky?" you asked and he honked out a laugh, his shoulders relaxing from the tension they held despite his best efforts to conceal it.

"Caught me there," he said before locking eyes with you in the mirror, quietly murmuring "I trust you."

You smile back at him, lift the scissors and cut. End of an era.

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[immortalme123]

Sundrop and moondrop x yandere reader!

(reader have a power like wanda maximoff from marvel! And reader is female sorry! It's just easier for me to write reader a female, so yeah reader will go full M.O.M mode, )

CHARACTERS: SUNDROP , MOONDROP , YN , SOME RANDOM CHARACTERS!

Tw: blood? Cursing words,

Your pov:

I sighed dreamily, ohh how cute he looks when he take care of those children.....i bet he would be great father.......it's just been 3 month since i started as daycare worker who do some stuff at desk, but i couldn't help but fell in love with two animatronics who go as Sundrop and moondrop,

The day care stars, Sundrop is totally sweetheart, nice, caring and cheerful and other hand moondrop is, calm, quiet, and lovely as well.

We got closer in 3 month , oh how i wish I could just kiss them both and love them till death!

"Miss yn!!!" One kid yelled, running towards me and hugged my leg, i smiled and picked her up "yes Lola?" I titled my head, "we are going to play family! Can you be my mommy? And master sun will be daddy! And i would be the kid!" She beamed, i smiled widely "oh i love to!" She was happy and she dragged me to sun and other kids

"she said yes! Now who would be the neighborhood?" She asked, while other kids were talking , me and sun were standing beside each other, "oh hello sunshine!! I hope we are not bothering you that much!" He smiled at me , he look like very happy to see me

"oh do not worry sun, not at all, i am happy that i am spending times with you and kids" i blushed little, he hugged me and smiled very big with little blush "aww i love hanging out with you too!!"

"hey why can't i play too?" Voice cut our lovely moment,, GREAT. We all look over to saw the new daycare worker who start to work here like two weeks ago, she is a annoying bitch.....she always get in our way and she tries to steak my sun and moon.

"uh then you can be the market lady!" John said

"No i can be the mother while YN can be the market lady" she clinged in to sun, my eyes twitched, "ACTUALLY! i was here first and Lola gave me this role so! Excuse me!" I pushed her little and grabbed sun hand, she gasped dramatic, and glared at me "oh you little!-" she was cut off my sun

"hey! Language! And reader was here first and let's not fight okay!?" He was nervous, how cute

She rolled her eyes, and walked away, ugh i should get rid of her.....soon sun and moon will be mine and we can live happily ever after. Like every story.

After all the kids leaved,:

"welp that was the last child! Today was long day huh sunshine?" Sun beamed, i smiled at him lovingly, "a-ah yes it was. I must go now, i have some stuff to do....and tell moondrop that I'm sorry i couldn't hang out with him today" he smiled at me and hugged me "aww I'm gonna miss ya!" I chuckled "me too, bye sunny and moony" i waved at him and got in to car, smile left my face and my eyes started to glow red "now let's begin ."

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"ugh who in the world is ringing my door!?" Rose exclaimed, (sorry if it's your name! And btw this is the worker who clinged in to sun-) and stomped to her door and slammed open to saw no one , "wtf? Is this some sort of prank!?" She yelled and slammed the door shut , "ugh i need to get my beauty sleep and i-" she was cut off by cup crashed to floor, she was startled and kind of scared,

She slowly goes to it and kneels down "i don't remember putting cup at table..." She muttered,

She cleaned the broke. Cup and start to wash her hand in sink, she look out of her window to saw her reflection as YN, she gasped and took steps back, "what the!?-" she exclaimed ,shocked

"this is what you get for trying to take them away from me"

Her eyes widened and she gasped, she looked around fearing for her life, "w-who was that? Who is there! SHOW YOURSELF!" She yelled , untill she felt sudden pain in her head, She groaned in pain, holding her head trying to stop the pain, she took few steps back and hit the couch behind her, "stop it! STOP IT!" she shouted in pain, feeling like her skill is being crushed and like something is stabbing her in side of her

She fell to ground and took last breath before darkness took over

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Next day:

"BREAKING NEWS!

Today in morning at 09:00 pm we found a someone named rose , a worker from pizza Plex was found dead in her living room, her body had no injury or any scar at all, no one knows what happened to her but doctors suspect it's because of some poisen or heart attack-"

The tv was cut off, YN GOTS up and start to change her clothes to work clothes, "my job is done...now all i have to do is make them. Mine." She hummed and arrived at daycare, she open the big door and smiled "oh sun~" sun beamed and ran towards her "oh sunshine! I miss ya! And did you heard the news!? Its so terrible!" He hugged her thight and let go of her "o-oh yeah so t-teffible." She gritted her teeth,

"oh and you are here early than I expected! Moon Wants to see you!" He was nervous, even tho he knew moon won't hurt her, 'he wants to see me!?' YN blushed , sun turn off the light and moon was out, "well good morning starlight~" he kissed her hand and smirked,

"oh hello moony" she blushed

"thank god that annoying worker didn't come today" he rolled his eyes and sits next to me

"y-yeah" i stuttered out well because what if they think i am monster? Or even worse leave me? Or hate me!?

I was in deep though, untill I felt someone hug me, i was suprised and saw moon hugging me

I hugged back, smiling like idiot, i mean who wouldn't? Image your crush hugging you and fact that he doesn't really like physical contact

"I'm sorry that i am not spending many times with you moon" i whispered

"it's alright starlight, humans like you easily get tired and don't worry, we can hang out now" he whispered in my ear causing me to blush little

"so did you heard the news?" I asked, wanting to see his reaction

"ofcourse me and sun are in same body so i can see everything through his eyes " he grumbled

"then why did you said "thank god she didn't come?" If you already know that she is dead?" I titled my head

"eh uh idk?-" he whispered and we just sat there in silence, enjoying the quiet and moon lullaby theme playing on the background

"hey i have a question" i told him while looking down

"hm?" He hummed, looking at me

"d-do you or sun like someone like love? Like have crush" i stuttered little,

He chuckled, i glared at him little because this is not funny

"oh starlight isn't it obvious? Me and sun love you, i mean didn't you notice it? " He chuckled after seeing my reaction

My face was blushing mess, i was speechless and was very happy that they love me back and i don't have to do some dirty job

"sun never calls other workers sunshine, he only calls you like that and didn't you notice how his sun head spin when you look away? And i don't like to touch anyone but i always hug you and hold your hand aren't i?" He rolled his eyes playfully

"i-i-i " i was speechless, gosh why didn't I notice this so obvious stuff!?

"i love you and sun too! Oh i am happy!" I hugged him tight and he wrapped his hands around my waist

We both leaned in and i kissed his robotic mouth-

Light turns on and i opened my eyes to see sunny who was blushing mess

"hello sunny!-" i was cut off by sun jumping and running in. Circle

"oh boi! Oh. Boi! Oh boi! I AM SO HAPPY THAT YOU LIKE US BACK SUNSHINE!" he scooped me in big hug and spinned me around

I laughed happily, "so that means we are dating?" I playfully glared at him "ofcourse sunny!" I kissed his cheek and he covered his face with his hands

(sorry this is not much and i am bad at writing story- english is my second language so- yeah)

[at1nys-blog]

Your dancer for the night

Pairing: Choi Jongho x reader

Summary: you get it, he has to balance his hyungs chaotic selves but maybe once in a while he could loosen up, right?

Genre: high school!au, one shot (unless the ending is open and you wish a second part but I hope to make it into one part only)

A/N: for the people who asked me for a second part of the Hongjoong ff I swear I’m working on it actually I have to rewrite everything but shh so in the mean time you can have this based on a fragment of a dream I had some days ago, also my cousin helped with it because I was going to delet everything and never write this again. One more thing I WILL NOT WRITE A SECOND PART UNLESS YOU GIVE ME AN IDEA ON HOW TO END THE SECOND PART because honestly this was so hard to finish for me. I hope you like it and please wait a little longer for the Hongjoong one(if you care enough)

Masterlist

You loved to party and Ateez were just the perfect party buddies to have, well all the seven of them but your annoying classmate Choi Jongho.

You met the group because of your stubborn strong minded(?) friend that insisted for you to hand your notes to his friends, you started to fight him that you lived just next door so where was the logic in handing them to a third party when you could have done such. He said it was to not get you infected and as much as you wanted to argue more you decided it was not going to be productive or helpfull in any way. You started to walk around the school with one thing in your mind "tall, muscular man with cake pool hair" this is how Jongho described his older friend and you were not gonna ask questions as to why.

You saw him, he was with two other guys, his age you assumed, the taller one was quiet and laughed from time to time, actually it was more of a scoff than a laugh, the other one was very loud and so talktive. Asking for Choi San, and hoping it was actually him, you handed the boy your notes and left before they could ask you anything saying you were going to be late for another lecture.

The rest of the group was introduced to you by San in the spawn of the two weeks of Jongho's absence, but you didn't mind much, you were going to never see them again once your friend was back from the death. Wrong.

It had been a week since Jongho was back forom his sick state and it had been a week since San kept gravitate around you.

-San for the nth time today what do you want?- you said in a whisper trying not to bother the students in the library.

-what? Can't I sit here and study for my tests?- you rolled your eyes, the man was a handfull to handle, but it was nothing new.

-and what exactly are you going to study? The wood used to make the table?- he laughed, too loud for the place you were in and you had to shush him. -Listen, Jongho is back so you don't have to stay around me.- you added. Not that you didn't like his presence, on the contrary it was very nice but you didn't know how to act around him, or the rest of the guys to be honest.

Today was one of those days where you hoped to be all alone, but your hopes where crushed by the presence of one of Jongho's friends. Watching the football team practice was somehow relaxing to you, the reason still unknown, when… Hongjoong? You had to think for some seconds before realizing it was not him.

-wow you didn't even bother to learn our names.- he said faking being offended by the lack of your knowledge on Jongho's friends' names. -Sorry, not here for this but I have a question. Do you like parties?-

-Asking me if I like parties is the same as asking me if I'm friend with Jongho. An easy yes.- he laughed at your answer and then proceeded to ask you to come to this party the third years students were having just so Jongho would come as well. -I never refuse forcing the man to come to a party. Send to him the details.-

-I knew I could count on you. Have a good day Y/N.-

-why was the Park Seonghwa talking to you?- you almost jumped out of your skin, cursing whoever talked and once you came back from your scared state shrugged the question with a simple "is nothing" and were glad someone got their attention before further questions were asked and yours was back to the football field in time to catch Jongho getting ready, and maybe there was your answer to why you liked watching football practises: Choi Jongho.

Something you hated with all your being was making plans for the weekend because time would always start to go by so painfully slow it might have killed you. The words of the professor started to fly above your head and every words spoken by him started to feel so distant you couldn't catch anything he was saying. Was he talking about something called a fraction? You couldn't tell, and honestly you didn't care at the moment.

Jongho noticed your lack of attention, your head on the desk facing the floor was a clear sign you weren't following a word that was spoken in that classroom.

-If you ask me for my notes I'll make them dissapear.-

-you are not a good friend if you do this.- you responded, voice muffed by your arm.

-I really want you to fail this class to be honest. You never follow what the teacher says.- he was joking, you knew it, but the way he spoke made you doubt it. You turned to face him and he assured you that he was indeed joking around. -if they hold you back I have to interact with people and you know I don't like it.- he added, eyes still in front of him. -Also, you have to stop thinking about it.-

-Whatever.- and with that you went back to your previous position.

It was like a tradition, roots as old as the two of you… kinda. It all started in elementary school(even tho your parents says is dated way back) when after the school hours you would go to each other's depending on who wasn't busy for the evening. Then in middle school from a game date it turned into doing homeworks together then Fridays night became the two of you's night, but not this one. This one you had to call it a rain check, to Jongho's disaproval, because you had a party to attend.

-Why did you acept, you don't even know the people there.-

-please remind me when was last time I cared about knowing someone at a party.- you said roaming throught his clothes. -really? Nothing fancy?- you asked, turning to the man who was still on his bed.

-I have a tuxedo.- you wanted to punch him, a tuxedo really? -some jeans and a t-shirt are fine, really.- you explained to him how that was classified as underdressed for such a big party as the one you guys were attending. -is not… maybe. Okay fine, it definetly is.- he said and walked next to you so he could search for the outfit he thought was the best option.

-We are going to match.- you said happily when he showed you the outfit.

And you indeed did match, as Seonghwa, pointed out the second he saw you two, he also made a little comments on how the two of you looked like a couple and you were glad to have been the only one to catch that.

The drive to the party was nice and fast, and you were so glad it was because you couldn't wait any longer, your enthusiasm was on the top right now. Jongho wanted to say something but you were already inside, meeting up with the rest of the group. Yunho was the fisrt one to compliment your choice of clothing but also the first one to leave you to get somewhere unknown to you.

The same did San and Mingi, leaving you to get their drinks before they run out of it, as if it was possible. You were left with Hongjoong when Jongho and Seonghwa finally came inside as well.

-So… what do you guys want to do?-

-Dance floor.-

-Open bar.- you and Jongho spoke in unison making the two oldest laugh a little. -If I don't get something in my blood stream I will not hit the dance floor, party lady. I am not like you.- you rolled your eyes and decided that open bar had to come first, you hoped to hit the floor as soon as possible tho, and when Jongho started to avoid dancing you decided to go without him. You loved the man, you really did, but he was not gonna hold you back, not that he meant to.

-I'm going to dance, feel free to join in any moment.- you didn't let him talk back that in a second you were dancing surrended by faces you didn't know. Sometimes a bunch of girls would join you and compliment either your outfit or hair, sometimes your make-up as well, nothing you weren't used to.

At some point you decided you had enough and you decided to sit on the couch, not noticing if anyone was there until a voice asked you if you were tired.

You turned to your left and recognized the man as one of your classmates, you didn't remember the name neither what class you had in common but it was not important right now, you wanted to rest before going back to party as you know how to.

You kept talking for a while, until he asked you to dance with him when Jongho had to interrupt the two of you.

-I'll be your dancing partner tonight.- he said to you, staring into so deep into your eyes you thought he was going to burn holes in your face. You turn to your unnamed classmate for a second before turning back to Jongho.

-Whoa chill out tiger, I'm not going anywhere here.- you started joking, the only way for you to ease the tension. -but honestly I will love it if you were.- you added smiling at him.

You thought that for tonight was enough, enough to have your best friend there and dancing with him as simple childhood friends. You were content, and if you had to wait some more days to gain some courage and confess, you were okay, you could wait some more.