#everyone else pls look away /j

[woneko]

He. Is. My. BabyGIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!! [my telekinesis throws everything across the room]

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[racew1nn3rs]

─ 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘪𝘪. (𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳) ⛵️

⤷ summary: miami and monaco. just lando being horribly down bad and y/n being at her wits end. poor oscar just can't escape the train wreck that is two losers with feelings and zero (0) emotional competency .

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mclaren sorry to report that the only good thing about miami was the weather! (and the celebrities)

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user1 it's okay admin, you can say the car was shit

mclaren yeah the car was shit

user2 mclaren team is cursed i fear

mclaren alr where my witch baddies at? please unhex us pls pls pls

user3 uhm!!!????

mclaren desperate times desperate measures and all that jazz

user4 normal people: oh no the car is bad. yn: we're cursed for generations to come ☹️

landonorris i didn't get to meet shakira, what's the point of going on living

mclaren there is none! kys

landonorris oh wow

user5 nahhhh she gettin fired 💀

user6 not a single photo with lando's face 😭

user7 boohoo ☺️ OSCAR FANS, THEY BROKE BUT WE UP ‼️‼️‼️

user6 ok enough

landonorris post me challenge (difficult)

mclaren uh no (: go talk to hr bro we do not careeeeeee

user8 this beef is crazy, yall havent made up yet

user9 DOES ANYONE EVEN KNOW WHY THEYRE BEEFING 😭

oscarpiastri yeah

mclaren hey oscar! great race

oscarpiastri don't ever lie to my face like that again

maxfewtrell gonna build the car myself at this point

user10 i see a podium in our future everyone say thank you max

user11 y/n livestream when 😔

ynusername (;

user11 WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

user12 lando and admin flirting again, who could've guessed

user13 ... she told him to kill himself

user14 the enemies to lovers is enemying 🤩

user13 yeah, it's giving enemies to lovers but no lovers only murder

mclaren truth.

user12 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HWRE

user15 mclaren, fire everyone and hire y/n as the engineer/ strategist/ driver/ pit crew/ pr

mclaren we winning 🥱

oscarpiastri you'd be the only one finishing cause everyone else would die ☝🏻

mclaren shut the fuck up oscar 🙄

user16 flying cars they said 😔

mclaren how the mighty have fallen

user17 WE THE BEST TEAM ON THE GRIDDDD YUHHH

mclaren i'm gonna hold your hand while i say this

user18 it's been 20 years since i've seen my husband 😞 (admin won't post pictures of lando anymore)

mclaren your husband is ugly as fuck

landonorris what the fuck!

mclaren get off your phone loser

user19 full oscar picture when (i'mbeg ging you please i needg it nowe)

mclaren BAD DOG DOWN OMFG

lilyzneimer i would argue you were the best part of miami

mclaren YOU ARE SO FINE YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH BEAUTIFUL GIRL 🤭

oscarpiastri GET AWAY FROM HER YOU FREAK 🤺

user20 y/n being unprofessional on the team page, who's shocked

mclaren and the world kept spinning

user21 we all know who was really shit here (looking at you lando)

mclaren it's not funny when you do it.

landonorris when she defends you 🥴

mclaren i'm telling a trusted adult danielricciardo

danielricciardo what the fuck makes you think i can be trusted

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The image flickered onto the screen as the broadcast began. Lando, clothed comfortably in sweats, a cap, and his streaming headphones, looked briefly off camera to where his guests sat waiting to be introduced.

He glanced up at Streamlabs and was shocked to see he had upwards of 30,000 viewers. He had only just started the stream and many people had likely not even gotten the Twitch notification yet. He shook off his shock and plastered on his usual smirk.

Everything is fine. I am totally and completely fine.

"Welcome, welcome. How are you all doing today? There's a lot of people here already. What's the special occasion guys?" He joked, being met with a scoff from the girl to his left.

Everything is not fine at all.

Lando almost never felt nervous when he would stream. After all, he was just playing game with his friends, the chat comments streaming through at a speed he could barely read. Even then, being in Formula One for so long meant he was used to being watched, his every little move being observed nearly constantly since his debut in 2019.

And yet all it took was her presence and suddenly he was nervous. His palms were sweaty, his heart was beating at a mile a minute- honestly you would think he were racing. How could he be expected to be funny and charming when she was here. She never seemed to struggle much in the department. It was almost entirely natural for her. Being perfect was like breathing air to Y/n he suspected.

As he watched the chat messages stream past even quicker on his monitor, he finally caught Oscar's gaze out of the corner of his eye. The younger man quirked a brow at him. What's your problem? His teammate seemed to say. He ignored him. Stupid Oscar and his stupid opinions and his stupid, uncomplicated love life. Lando envied the Australian most days, but now he just wanted to punch him straight in the jaw.

"Alright, it seems like most people are here already, so I'll just get started. I'm sure you're all wondering who my special guests are. The suspense must be killing you surely," He teased his audience. He ignored the completely accurate guesses in his chat.

Was he so predictable that it could be assumed it was either his teammate, Y/n, or Max were his special guests? Or was this a more unfortunate warning sign that he was just plain old boring.

"Seems like most people in chat were smart enough to figure it out! Please give a warm welcome to my guests! The lovely, stunning, awe-inspiring Y/n!" He cheered as the girl groaned, rolling her chair forward so she was behind him and within the frame of the camera.

"Oh and also Oscar's here," Lando added boredly, voice almost entirely monotone. Oscar scoffed loudly and he shot into frame kicking Lando's chair roughly, almost knocking him over and startling a laugh out of the girl behind them.

"Your an asshole mate," Oscar scoffed. Lando didn't hear him. The melodic laughing in his ear from Y/n was quite frankly the only sound his brain could process.

Who knew a laugh could sound so beautiful.

Who knew I could be so god damn embarrassing, Lando thought miserably.

"Guys do you see what I have to put up with!? How I get any shit done around here is a wonder," Y/n scoffed, "Anyways, welcome everybody, this is my stream now." Lando squawked indignantly.

"Excuse you, your in my home!"

"Yeah, unfortunately," she muttered with an eye roll and Oscar laughed.

"You should be grateful! Although these aren't the circumstances I was hoping to have you here under for the first time," Lando said with a completely unsubtle wink.

Y/n grimaced and Oscar doubled over with the force of his laughter.

"Viewers I am so sorry, please leave now, I have no way to muzzle him and apparently I can't sensor him," Y/n scowled.

"I fear he might enjoy that," Oscar muttered with a shake of his head.

Oh you motherfucker, Lando thought. Talk about subtle.

"If it was you, I probably would," Lando said to the girl and she planted her palm into the center of his face and shoved him lightly.

"Oh gross, cooties or STDs or whatever it is you men carry," Y/n shook her hands off and fake gagged.

"EXCUSE ME!" Lando shouted as Oscar nearly fell out of his chair.

"You're excused!"

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Y/n was holding on to her sanity by a thread. Or whatever was smaller than a thread... a hair or something. They had been answering fan questions for nearly 15 minutes already and Lando had decided today would be the day he would do nothing but flirt with her incessantly. He was like a child with a question or dog with a bone; He wouldn't let it the fuck go.

The sound of text-to-speech beginning dragged Y/n out of her thought spiral.

"Lando, what is your favorite video you've ever filmed?" The question asked.

Oh brother, Y/n thought. She looked at Oscar and he only laughed. How helpful.

"Probably the water TikTok challenge," Oscar hummed in agreeance.

"Why?" Y/n asked in confusion. She realized belatedly that asking Lando anything right now was probably a bad idea. She had set herself up this time.

"I don't know, I'm just a personal fan of anything that involves your hands in my hair," He smirked and she rolled her eyes. Her stomach flipped as she looked at his eyes. How could such a stupid, stupid man have such nice eyes (and lips, and teeth, and-).

"Well that's interesting," She smirked back, leaning her body toward him, ignoring the way she was blushing down to her chest. Her ears felt hot. It was hard to focus when she felt like she was burning alive, an unfortunate side effect that seemed to come with the irritating Brit in front of her.

"That was my favorite too," she added and Lando's eyes widened. Oscar looked at her in confusion over Lando's head.

"Really?" Lando asked, suprise clear in his voice. His smirk fell away for only a moment, but it was long enough for Y/n to notice.

Poor little Lando Norris, she thought. A bit too easy to read, this one.

"Yep," she grinned, before letting her face fall. "I'm a big fan of anything that means I can drown you." She responded in a monotone voice. Oscar cackled. The poor guy had hardly been asked any questions. Y/n found she didn't feel too bad anyway. The asshole was enjoying her suffering far too much.

Y/n knew the chat was going wild at their interactions, but she didn't really find herself caring. Maybe this was a bad look from a PR stand point, but then again didn't they always say "any press is good press."

Y/n wondered if the idiots who said that had ever had an inappropriate attraction to their asshole of a coworker, who just so happened to be public figure with fans who were becoming more aware of the tension with every day that interacted.

Probably fucking not.

Y/n watched as Lando's faux upset face cracked into a smile as he began to laugh heartily. She couldn't help but smile. Y/n was finding it hard to hold onto whatever grudge she had before. Maybe Lando Norris and his perfect smile, and his stupid jokes and his charming attitude weren't all that bad. Maybe, just maybe.

But they had absolutely no affect on her. None at all.

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ynusername monaco post-gp (help me this guy is stalking me i can't get rid of him help hel

11,209 comments

user22 damn he took out my girl mid-sentence 😔

user23 Y/N POSTED LANDO?? AM I DREAMING?? AM I HAVING A STROKE??? OH GOD AM I DEAD

user24 girl calm the fuck down

user25 DOES THIS MEAN THE BEEF IS OVER

ynusername yes! (he has a gun to my head)

user26 LANY/N SHIPPERS WE RISE ONCE MORE

user27 get it together, they've posted together ONCE

user28 is lany/n in the room with us

user29 "lando and y/n getting along isn't real, it can't hurt you!" OH REALLY

landonorris i had other plans but i cancelled them to be your tour guide, you're welcome

ynusername me when i fucking lie

oscarpiastri do my eyes decieve me

ynusername shut up oscar

landonorris yeah shut up oscar

user30 couples that fight their friend together, stay together

ynusername i can and will block you 😃

user30 oh.

oscarpiastri no it's fine i didn't want to be invited

oscarpiastri i totally hate the ocean, it's not like i surf or anything

oscarpiastri looks boring, would've hated to go on a boat

landonorris other than the fact that i lost my flip flop in the ocean, it was fun i guess

user31 good job lando this came off exactly as nonchalant as you hoped king

ynusername HAHA LOSER YOU LOST YOUR SHOE

oscarpiastri I LOST SOMETHING ONCE 😞

user32 close enough, welcome back brocedes

ynusername literally what is the correlation here

user32 idk leave me alone

user33 um so this is actually insane

user34 i screamed so loud my neighbors called the cops because they thought i was being murdered

user35 can you be normal

user36 this might be the first original experience

user35 no, not original, just embarrassing

user37 i want to be excited about this but it feels so sinister

ynusername good, it should be

maxfewtrell never in my 23 years of living could i have expected this (lando messaged me to tell me what he was doing today)

user38 posting a comment is optional

maxfewtrell i have fomo, can i live

user39 lany/n shippers all around the world cheered

user40 oh you different friend!

user41 onto something ❌ on something ✅

user42 and the crowd is... the crowd is leaving??

user43 my crew lets go

user44 "war is over" we all say in unison

oscarpiastri not likely 💀

user23 HELLO OMFHADFSLJ

danielricciardo oh so you can hang out with him in monaco but not with me

ynusername sorry babygirl 😔 i didn't mean to abandon you

danielricciardo ew never fucking mind

maxverstappen1 i live in monaco too! hope this helps

ynusername i knew that already! hope this helps

maxverstappen1 oh.

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I AM SOOOOO SORRY THIS TOOK 5 MILLION YEARS TO BE UPDATED!! i am hoping to be more consistent moving forward, but my schedule is a bit of a mess with school. hopefully i'll be able to get some requests fulfilled soon as well though!

most importantly, thank you so much for all the love and support on this fic!! the amount of comments, asks, and dms asking about updates was staggering and it makes me so happy that you all like to so much (: receiving such positive feedback for this fic has honestly rejuvenated my love for writing so much, and i can't express how much the support means to me.

please keep leaving comments and dms with your thoughts, i love reading them <3 hope u enjoyed!

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[cheianimatez]

Doubts (Gaming x GN!Reader) (SAGAU IMPOSTER AU)

(Might be a bit OOC, pls correct me 🥲)

"G-Gaming...?"

Gaming's body froze, you knew his name. He lowered his weapon, his doubts coming back to his mind. Ever since everyone was given an order to kill the "imposter" by their "Divine Creator", he thought "Why the heck would we hunt someone just because they have the same face as them, that's a bit cliche 🫤", but he can't defy his god, for he fears punishment.

But you, you knew his name, like you personally knew him, unlike the one on the throne.

"You're not going to kill me...?"

His thoughts got interrupted by your voice, sensing fear in it. He sighed.

"Honestly, despite everyone claims you impersonated Our Grace, you never did anything wrong at all. You also knew my name, unlike the one on the throne who didn't knew me at all, or maybe anyone else"

You looked at him, your fear dwindling down but still kept your guard.

"Yeah, probably that. In fact, I literally appeared here, then everyone started hunting me, like bro, do I look like I'm going to do some heinous crimes that they don't think their Grace or whatever the heck they call them would do?"

Gaming tried his best to hold his laugh. Somehow, even in tough times, you surprisingly have humor (even speaking his language /j). Maybe that kept you sane while you're being hunted down or something.

Then they heard voices. It's the Milileth. Gaming looked at the "imposter", suddenly feeling bad for them.

And that's when he decided to be against the order, deciding his own fate by himself

"Hey, what are you- UHH WHAT THE F--"

Gaming them immediately gave you a glare to shut you up.

"Oi, quiet! I'm going to help this time because who the frick would order people to kill someone just because they have the same face as them?!"

You looked at him in disbelief. He's helping you? But I guess you should be grateful this time, the last time someone helped you is Bennett, Fischl, Razor, and Mona helping you to escape Mondstadt, then you got killed by the Acting Grandmaster Jean, returned home to your world, then managed improved your life there until you fell asleep at the end of the day, only to find yourself you respawned in Liyue, and now the Milileth, the Qixing, heck even the Geo broke ahh grandpa Archon started chasing you! And I guess I could say it's enough for you to slowly develop distrust against anyone. Until this guy started to help you.

"I'm going to take you to my house. My father will probably understand my doubts of this... order..."

You stayed silent as Gaming carried you on the back away from the hunters, safely hidden from them.

"You know, I really wanted to go home. I had known these types of events that would happen in this world when I came, but I half didn't expect this sht would happen to me. I don't want godhood, I don't want to become a god higher than the Archon, I don't like how really submissive but blind these people are when it comes to faith on their beloved "Creator". All I wanted is a perfectly normal life, here in Teyvat, and now I wanted to go back home because of what I suffered..."

Okay, now he felt really bad. You didn't deserved this! He felt thankful for following his guts.

"Anyways, Gaming, did you know I actually laughed at your voiceline about your troubles? Like the way you said "How much?!" and "I'm not paying for a few extra wet wipes!" got me rolling! Oh, and your thoughts on Qiqi, it's so wholesome! I'm glad Qiqi gets the respect she deserves..."

To be honest, when he brought you to his house, he is already flustered about how much you knew him, praised him, heck even he heard you said a lot people from your world liked him because of his personality. Gaming could feel like jumping to the atmosphere, he felt being recognized.

Meanwhile, you feel your trust coming back again, and it's directed towards the guy whom everyone in the fandom called him the "sunshine boi".

And you're quite thankful that he's not blind like those rodents (blinder than Dora the Explorer lol 💀)

"You know, I feel... happy about how much you knew me and praised me. I feel recognized unlike Our Grace for not answering our prayers."

ISTG THIS GUY IS MAKING OUR DAYS BETTER 😭😭💖💖💖

"Anyways, want some dim sum? 😃"

Yo, this is my first time writing a one shot in Tumblr. I usually write the stories on my notebook at school, and maybe sometimes post in Wattpad (I'm barely active there anymore, just only used it for reading purposes-)

[kooberryfields4ever]

releasing a little earlier than anticipated cos it’s 4:30am and i can’t sleep cos i’m busy thinking abt jay ….. i was sooo excited to work on this one icl😭😭 jay nsfw alphabet will be a ride (literally) 🙏 jake up next and then enha hyung line is finished nd i’ll probs start teasing fics/drabbles …. & i’ll probs release ones for jk/soobieboobie too so if ur interested in them pls look out🥺

content warning : nsfw below the cut, dom/sub vibes, ddlg, breeding, spanking/bdsm (minor) etc etc

MDNI !

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

jay is a very attentive and romantically in-tune guy !!! despite how rough he likes to be with ur body he’ll always make sure ur perfectly looked after when he’s done using u

and boy will he use u…… like aftercare is very much necessary….. more on that later :3

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

fingers………… guitarist…… need i elaborate???

and he’s so good with them too like to the point where some nights u beg him to just use his fingers to get u off

his favourite body part of urs is ur ass :3

just loves seeing how red it gets when he spanks u to tears

the way it jiggles after he slaps it n it just feels so good to play with it n grab it n spread it so he can get a perfect view of ur holes all creamy for him :((

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

very clean abt it, likes using condoms so he can throw away what’s necessary and there’s less to clean up

but on the off chance that he’s feeling particularly primal :))

expect to be fucked absolutely to the brim w his cum :))

like i’m talking no holding back full breeding kink jongseong mode, wants to see u full enough to carry a baby even tho ur on the pill nd the chances r so low &lt;;/3

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

has maybe thought abt babytrapping u once or twice😄😄 he can’t help it :(( the thought of u with a beautiful round belly and swollen tits makes his mouth water :(( just wants u bred so perfectly, wants to make u a mummy so bad…..

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i think jay is one of those naturally gifted sex havers

like i don’t think he watches porn much and like everyone else i’ve spoken abt i think it’s too early into their career and they’re too busy to experience much in their own schedules

but he just gets it,,,,,, like he knows his own vibes and he knows what he’s into and he’s VERY in tune with his partners

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

reverse cowgirl :3

loves to see that fat ass bounce while he fucks u from below….

gives him a god opportunity to pull u back against his chest n wrap his fingers around ur throat too

drives him crazy seeing u get lightheaded while he pounds into ur pussy

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

defos a more serious lover but not in a sunghoon way, more intimidating….

i just see him getting rly turned on when u listen to his instructions and take what he says seriously outside of sex, so i feel like it would apply during as well

but not necessarily always serious

like there are days he feels less dom and just wants to fuck his girl nice and slow, feel u squeeze around him, that’s when he’ll be open to a few giggles and having fun

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

in between hoon and heeseung methinks

like not fully shaven but def trims shorter and more regularly than hee

feels more masculine with hair nd kind of likes when he sees ur nose buried in his bush when u give him head

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he’s very romantic &lt;3

sex is passion and love and seduction and jay wants to make sure that even when he’s being rough and a little bit mean u know he loves u beyond what he could possibly articulate

so yeah expect candles and roses and slow sensual music while he drives himself deep into ur cunt

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

likes to have a wank every now and again, for his health x

not shy to call u up or text u (sext u) when he wants to get off and ur not around

just be prepared for videos of him jerking it from start to finish where all u can hear is the slickness of his cock in his hand and his quick breaths while he tells u how bad he misses that cunt of urs, wants to fuck his cute little girl so bad….

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

don’t shoot me

a little bit of ddlg

discovered it one night randomly when u guys were discussing ur future and having children and u referred to him as “a daddy” offhandedly

made his cock instantly hard, he just knew that second he had to fuck u and fill u with his cum and get u to call him daddy again the whole night like a good little girl

also think he’d be major into giving praise, not much of a degrader but if ur being a stubborn little girl don’t expect him to be nice about it….

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

bed.

yawnnnnn kooberry will u ever say anything different

no >:( enha hyung line to me (minus jake) want to share their intimacy with nothing but the bedroom !!!!!

like why fuck u anywhere but in his bed where he knows nobody else can see his little girl while he pounds into her tight pussy and works her clit until she’s cumming around his cock again and again :((

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

when ur being rly attentive and good for him, like without realising

like if he tells u to get something from the fridge for him and u do it without question…..

takes all of his willpower to not stop cooking and bend u over the kitchen counter to stuff u full of his fingers nd praise u for being such a good girl for daddy :3

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

probably heavy degradation, calling u a slut, whore etc

i think the worst he’d say is “stop being such a fucking brat” nd that’s if ur testing his patience like pushing his buttons to no end (which he enjoys sometimes)

would also probably start fucking u harder and faster in apology while spanking ur ass beet red for being a brat

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers giving. loves treating u good and making sure ur looked after before him

it’s not sex with jeongseong if u havent orgasmed at least once before he fucks u

maybe even twice

likes receiving too, loves when u relax ur throat around him and let him use his hands to guide u nd fuck ur throat a little

especially when u gag a little omfg. drives him crazy with need like …. ur letting him use ur mouth soooo well like a good girl

defos still more of a giver

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

fast and VERY rough

like shoving ur face into the pillow to get u to shut the fuck up while he pounds into u kind of rough

can’t have anyone else hear how good his little girl takes his cock can he ???? then he’d rly have to punish u

flips u onto ur back so he can pin ur legs against the side of ur head and shove himself deeper and deeper while sucking on ur nipples and rubbing ur clit aggressively

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he would, by this point he’s an expert with ur pussy and knows he can make u cum easily if ur both needy but on a time crunch

like i can picture him shoving u into the supply cupboard at mubank before prerecording and pressing u against the wall…. has to apologise over and over again for the stretch cos he can’t open u up properly rn but it’s okay cos ur already so wet he can just slide right in anyway :(( and then his fingers are already at ur clit or tweaking ur nipples so u cum first <3 nd he can get u on ur knees and shove his length down ur throat until he finishes with no mess :3

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

sure, risk is a part of the fun ;)

would gladly take u in semi-public places like a fitting room or an unlocked dressing room bc it turns him on thinking about the ways he can get u to shut the fuck up

like how deep can he fuck u while ur mouth is gagged with ur panties ?? the answer is VERY

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

honestly takes him a long time to cum so i don’t necessarily see him wanting to go multiple rounds when ur always so spent after the first from how long he plays with u and fucks u

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

owns them for u and u only

stuff like a small paddle or different vibrator wands cos sometimes he wants to try something new and get u to cum harder, like a challenge to himself

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

teases when he feels like a) u need punishment, or b) he’s feeling like a bit of a dickhead

likes to thrust his raw dick up and down ur wet folds while he opens up the condom wrapper, just to hear u beg a little

but if u beg hard enough (and call him daddy) he’ll forget the condom all together and just slide into u raw nd give his little girl exactly what she needs :((

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

rly low grunts

i just don’t think he’s very vocal otherwise, maybe when he’s praising u or telling u how bratty ur being

but otherwise it’s just his deep sexy grunts

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

u nd him r cooking in the kitchen when his phone rings…. his hands r all messy so he asks u to go answer it and of course like the good girl u are, u obey immediately :3 nd u look so cute when u answer, covering the microphone to whisper “it’s jake” to him, that he can’t help but rinse off his fingers immediately and pin u to the wall……. n he’s being so dirty :(( and unfair :(((( and whispering shit in ur ear like “daddy’s good girl, answering the phone for me, ur not gonna let him hear u now tho are u??” while u try to hold back moans n he shoves his fingers past ur waistband :(((

and jake’s just as confused !!!!! “y/n??? u good??? where’s jay??” he questions while jay plays with ur pussy and kisses at ur neck, telling u to answer

he’s so mean :((( u just have to tell jake to call back later he’s too busy!!!!! hanging up and tossing the phone to the side so jay can finish u off ^_^

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

slightly above average length, not too girthy

made to shove himself deep and fill u up just enough to beg for more :3

circumcised !

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

pretty average, needs to fuck u at least once a week if he can

can do without for a while but just be careful when ur back around him bc there’ll be some subconscious pent up energy there….

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

i think he falls asleep quite easily after sex

likes to clean u up and give u a massage and some food n drink but as soon as he’s done all that and cuddled up next to u he’s out like a light

[joedirtymadre]

Sandwiches - Part 1

LAW X READER. FLUFF. (Taking requests 📲 pls send em 🧎‍♀️)

It’s been a few weeks since the captain of the Heart Pirates came aboard. However… I never really thought that this would be the result of the alliance. I’ve noticed that Law really likes hanging around me, not sure why… but as soon as we boarded he seemed to have liked being alone or unbothered.

Then one day…

“Hey (Y/N)!” Luffy called out as I had just finished creating some new outfits for the crew. “What’s up?” I asked. “Can you ask Sanji for some food? He banned me from the kitchen because the other night I raided the pantry,” Luffy said with a defeated look. “And I’m so hungry,” he whined. “Hmmm… I’ll try my best, but you know if I ask for too much food he’ll get suspicious,” I smiled. “Alright!” Luffy cheered and ran off to hide, in case Sanji caught him scheming a mission.

I walked into the kitchen, “Hi Sanji,” I smiled and waved. “(Y/N)-chwann~” he cooed as he was chopping some ingredients. “Hi Sanji, mind if I make something? Just some sandwiches,” I said. “Sure, but if you want I can make you one real quick,” he said as he placed the knife down. “No! It’s ok, I got it. Plus… Law asked me for one so I wouldn’t want to interrupt you,” I said the first thing that I could think of. “Him?!” He said angrily. “Don’t be angry Sanji, plus I’d hate for you to stop the meal you’re preparing. I’m really excited to try it for dinner,” I smiled and grabbed the objects from the fridge. “You’re so sweet (Y/N)~! I’ll make this one of the best dinners ever,” he said and continued preparing the dish. Phew… anyways, now let’s make some sandwiches.

I made enough sandwiches for each crewmate, except for Sanji- he said he’d rather wait until dinner. I began passing a wrapped sandwich with a glass of juice to everyone. Everyone said thanks and happily took the sandwich and juice from me. I then sneakily walked over to Luffy who was hiding in a barrel, “Hey Luffy! Made you some sandwiches,” I smiled. “How many?” He drooled. “5 of them, I hope that’s enough until dinner,” I said and handed them the wrapped sandwiches. “Wow thanks, ok now can you cover the barrel again? Before Sanji sees me eating?” He asked, I laughed and quickly covered the barrel. I had 2 more sandwiches, and decided to go find the mysterious doctor.

I found him in the library, leaning back in a sofa chair asleep. I quietly placed the sandwiches and a glass of juice on the coffee table next to him. I was about to walk away before my curiosity peaked. I looked over at the large fluffy hat that was covering his eyes, “Just one touch…” I whispered. I slowly walked over and stood in front of the sleeping doctor. I gulped as my hand slowly crept closer and closer to the fluffy white hat. So close… and finally contact! “So soft…” I smiled. “So cute,” I said. “So you think I’m cute, huh (Y/N)-ya?” Law asked as he tilted his head up to look at me. I stood there frozen, then felt my face burn up to a billion degrees. “N-No I was j-just-“ I stuttered as I backed away. “Wow, all shy and flustered, huh? Guess you must really like me?” He smirked. My face felt like it was on fire, and my head started spinning. “W-Wait hear m-me out- Ah!” I slipped while taking a step back, but instead of hitting the floor I felt an arm snake around and caught me. My eyes opened and were faced with a very muscular torso… they then lingered up to see a smirking man. “Falling for me now, are we?” He smirked. “I-I-I-I,” I blushed, and my head went back to spinning in circles. “I think she busted a fuse,” I heard him chuckle. I pushed him back, “I made you some sandwiches, I hope you like them!” I yelled and ran out of the library or else I’m gonna explode.

Back to now…

Ever since that day he hasn’t left me alone… and it’s honestly not too good for my health. I never realized how flirty he is… he’s almost as bad as Sanji, but more bolder. It’s dangerous… So dangerous that I have decided to hide from him or else my heart might actually explode. Now I'm under the dining table, hoping he won’t find me. I’ve been here for 30 minutes, so I think I’m in the clear… I finally let out a sigh of relief. Then suddenly I see a blue color surrounding me, “Room,” I hear and before I know it the captain of the Heart Pirates is over me, his frame pinning me to the floor. “Really (Y/N)-ya? Hiding under the table now?” He chuckles. “It’s cause you-!” I immediately shut my mouth. I hear footsteps, a couple of them. I look over and see Luffy’s, Usopp’s, Chopper’s, and Sanji’s shoes. I look up to Law who is staring back at me with a smirk, I frown angrily in return. “What’s up with that look, (Y/N)-ya?” He whispered in my ear, making my body fill up with goosebumps. “You! You keep-!” I stopped once I heard. “Did you hear that?” I Usopp asked. “Huh?” Sanji asked, annoyed. “Anyways, hurry up and help me move these food items to the pantry,” he said and showed them some boxes. “Roger!” The 3 said and began moving the boxes. “You should really whisper, unless you wanna get caught,” he whispered. “Fine, you just don’t know when to stop teasing people!” I whispered angrily. “What are you talking about? You’re the one that called me cute,” he smirked. “I meant the hat!” I whispered. “Then why do you get so flustered around me?” He asked. “I-I… I don’t know…” I blushed and avoided his eyes. “Come on, just say you like me,” he smirked as he noticed the goosebumps on my skin. “You’re just teasing me,” I frowned. “And? It’s cute seeing how flustered you get,” he says softly. “C-Cute?” I asked, feeling my face heating up. “Yeah, and it looks like you like being teased,” he said as he analyzed my face. “I do not!” I whispered. “You’re just a bully,” I huffed. “Yeah, but only to you. I like your reactions,” he replied as he leaned down and I could feel his breath hitting my neck. “I bet you wouldn’t like it, if I teased you back,” I frowned. “You? Tease and bully me? That’d be a funny sight to see, (Y/N)-ya,” he chuckled softly. “Oh yeah? Well then…” I blushed, as I cupped his face and forced him to face me. He had a surprised look on his face, for only a second, “Well th-“ I interrupted him. I pulled him into a deep kiss, I felt as he tensed up from the sudden contact, but quickly relaxed into it. After a few more seconds we finally pulled away from each other. “I told ya,” I smirked. “Man you sure like to rile people up, don’t you (Y/N)-ya?” He smirked. I don’t think that was a good idea… I looked over and realized the boys were gone. I took this opportunity to snake out of Law’s grasp and jump out from under the table. “Hey!” I heard him say, and heard a hard THUMP come from under the table. “Oh no, are you ok?” I asked, being a habit of mine. He peered out from under the table and looked devilish. “You look fine!” I said and quickly ran off. While running off, I realized something… it is kind of fun to tease him back.

[enwrites]

Cloud Nine (p.sh) — pt. 2

pairings: brother's bff!sunghoon x afab!reader

warning: 18+ MDNI !! (not proofread at all im so sorry)

genre/cw: smut, somewhat angst, emotional tension, unresolved feelings, pining, sunghoon is dumb and emo, crying, arguing, unprotected sex (wrap b4 u tap pls), riding, slight fingering, slight usage of pet names, breeding, body worship kinda?, jay is still very much your brother here and is overprotective of you, heeseung cameo + mention of jake, fluff if you squint i think (lmk if anything was missed!)

synopsis: after what happened the previous week, tensions are high. sunghoon is left to his own feelings and thoughts as he tries to overcome the mess he made. will he be able to mend things and fix the trouble he caused?

wc: 5.7k words

a/n: here is the long awaited pt two which now concludes cloud nine, everyone cheer!! i've been meaning to post this earlier but got side tracked lol but also tumblr deleted this and i had to redo the layout. tysm for all your kind words and feedback so far on my blog! it means so much to me. i wasnt too happy about this in the end but i felt i needed to finish what i started, ty for bearing with me <3 and again hope u all enjoy~

[ masterlist ] [ part one ]

A week has passed since the incident took place. 

Days grow long, painful almost as lingering feelings grow stronger and stronger. Sunghoon just couldn’t bring himself to come face to face with you any more. Hell, he couldn’t even face your brother either, his body trembles a bit, remembering what came after. 

Both of your faces drop realizing Jay had been awake the entire time. Sunghoon looks at you as he starts to panic, gathering his clothes back on at the speed of light. You follow him, putting yours on as well. This was not going to be good. The both of you trying to hurry down the stairs to get Sunghoon out, Jay beat you guys to it. The look of anger plastered all over his face, arms crossed as he stood up hastily from the couch, his eyes on the both of you. 

If looks could kill, you both would be dead, lying lifeless on the ground. 

Sunghoon shutters as he comes face to face with his best friend as he hangs his head low. You tremble as well, your brother has always been scary to you. His stare was so cold, you felt like your living room had turned into Antarctica. You scurried down, making your way slightly in between the two boys. “Look, Jay, it’s not what it—,” he cuts you off.

“Not what it looks like? You two were just fucking?! How could you two do this to me? How could YOU do this to me? That’s my fucking sister?” He finishes off as he jabs his finger into Sunghoon’s chest, anger and disappointment running through his veins. Sunghoon lets out an exhausted sigh, running his hands through his hair. Anxiety coursing through his entire body, he felt like he needed to run away and hide. 

“Jay, please just liste—,” Sunghoon shakily speaks up only to be cut off. He knew this wasn’t going to end well. The two of you both knew that once Jay got angry, there was no stopping him.

“What the fuck is there to listen to? I've heard enough, you had ONE rule, anyone else but my sister!” Jay shouts at Sunghoon’s face, the younger boy hangs his head low again. He didn’t know what to say. Small cries were heard as he turned his head to the side, heart breaking as he saw tears running down your face. He wanted to reach for you right there, to hold you. To tell you he was going to fix this. But he couldn’t. 

Too overwhelmed by everything that was happening, you just stood there, silently crying as the two boys looked at one another. No one dared to utter a word. The silence was heavy and suffocating within the room. All you could think about was how glad you were that your parents weren’t here for any of this. 

“Jay… please just—,” Sunghoon tried to speak up once more, Jay was pushed to the edge. “Just get the fuck out of the house, I can’t even fucking look at you right now… you’re lucky I don’t just kill you right now,” Jay spits at him one last time. Sunghoon had no choice but to leave. He takes one more look at you, his entire world shattering. You look back at him with tear stained eyes, wanting to stop him. But you couldn’t. No one would do anything. The boy hung his head low as he made his way out of your house. Getting into his car, that was when it all came out.

The tears he was holding back poured out of his eyes as he tried to compose himself to drive off. Did he really just lose the two people he loved all in a single night?

Now Sunghoon was contemplating whether or not he wanted to finally make his way to classes, ditching every single day since then. The days grow long and cold, especially not having his best friend there, or anyone there for that matter. Who was he supposed to talk to about all of this? He had been ignoring your messages since that night, not really knowing how to face what just happened.

He wanted to speak to Jay and explain his feelings. But how the hell do you tell your best friend that you’ve been secretly in love with his sister this entire time. He just couldn’t. He always knew Jay would kill him, having given him the “don’t you dare go after my sister” speech the first day they met. Jay has given all of his friends that speech. Sunghoon knew better and he especially knew what he was doing that night was risky. 

Guilt washed over him like a wave onto the shore, crashing onto everything into its way. Even if he were to try and mend things, he can’t lie and say he hasn’t been the greatest to you either. Sunghoon didn’t mean to ignore you, he really didn’t. He tried to push his feelings aside, he wanted things to go back to normal. He knew he was hurting you as he ignored your texts and calls to him. Maybe he wasn’t good for you after all. He didn’t want to hurt you and he didn’t want to hurt Jay as well. Sunghoon groaned into his pillow as frustration and sadness filled his body. Wallowing in his sadness, he was taken back to reality as a persistent knock was banged onto his dorm room door. His heart fell to his ass. 

What if it were Jay? What if it were you? Surely you wouldn’t want anything to do with him after being ignored for a week now. He hesitantly gets up, making his way to the entrance. Impatient, the person behind the door pounds onto the frame once more. Sunghoon gulps, palms getting clammy thinking who it could be. Before he can pull it open, a voice loudly speaks up. 

“Dude I know you’re awake, just open the damn door already!” Yelled the person behind the door. He lets out a sigh of relief. Opening the door, Heeseung makes his way in. Pushing past the shorter boy, he makes his way to the desk and sits on the computer chair. Letting out a deep sigh, he scrunches his nose as he takes in the dorm room. Sunghoon takes notice of his distasteful expression, head hung low as he realizes how bad his room really did look. 

“God… you look rough, when was the last time you even showered?” Heeseung spits, shaking his head in disappointment. This was the worst he has ever seen the boy. All of his years of knowing Sunghoon, not once has anything affected him in this way. Not even Sunghoon’s very first girlfriend had this effect on him. Heeseung was fed up with seeing his two closest friends feud, so he needed to make a change. Heeseung had always known how much Sunghoon really liked you anyways. 

Everyone knew how much the two of you secretly liked one another. 

Heeseung wasn’t stupid and he knew Jay wasn’t either. Jay was just stubborn and has always been that way. Of course, who’d want their best friend to fuck their little sister? But Heeseung knew there was no changing Sunghoon’s feelings for you as well as yours for him. Anyone could see it from a mile away, even tens, thousands even. 

Sunghoon keeps his head low, not being able to make eye contact with the older boy either. “I don’t know… maybe like yesterday…,” Sunghoon muttered. He definitely didn’t shower yesterday.

“Yesterday my ass, this place is a mess dude… keep this up and Y/n is definitely not gonna want your stinky ass, figuratively and literally, yuck…,” Heeseung says in disgust as he eyes the empty ramen cups and cans all over the boy’s desk, reaching to his floor. “Plus Mrs. Kim has been on my ass to get you to come back to class… you realize attendance is important right?” The older boy finishes almost as if he was lecturing Sunghoon. Sunghoon throws his head back, a groan erupting once more from him. 

“Yes I know dad… and Y/n doesn’t want me anyways, she probably hates me right now,” Sunghoon grumbles as he sighs, sadness lacing his tone. Heeseung rubs the temple of his, exhausted at how far this has come. 

“You really are fucking stupid,” Heeseung chuckles. Sunghoon, now annoyed, sits up to look at the other. “Look if you just came here to give me shit you can leave!” Sunghoon loudly said to him. Heeseung puts his hands up, surrendering.

“I’m just here to help bud—,” Sunghoon cuts him off. “Help my ass? How exactly are you helping?” Sunghoon bites back, anger brewing within him.

“Maybe if you haven’t been hiding for a week, you’d know how badly Y/n and Jay are fighting, better yet you’d know how badly she needs you right now. Yeah, Jay isn’t so happy, who would be? You literally fucked his— WHAT THE FUCK?” a pillow was thrown to his face before he could finish. 

“Before I was rudely interrupted, both of them miss you… no matter how much Jay hates to admit it, he misses you. He’ll get over it eventually, everyone knew you two had the hots for each other anyways,” Heeseung rolls his eyes as he finishes. Sunghoon cocks an eyebrow, confused at the last statement.

“What do you mean everyone knew…,” Sunghoon quietly asks the older boy. Heeseung sighs again as he face palms himself, clearly Sunghoon was not the smartest guy alive. 

“Dude… we’ve all known since high school… you aren’t very slick … we see your eyes traveling… we see the way you look at her and stuff, Jay isn’t stupid. He just hates to admit that you actually like his sister, I mean who could blame you, she’s smokin—OW!” Sunghoon throws a water bottle to Heeseung’s head, not wanting to hear the last part. But Heeseung was right. He had been in love with you for as long as he could remember. Bittersweet feelings fill his chest as he remembers the first day he met you. 

He remembered the day Jay had introduced you to him as the three of you decided to walk home from school together that day. To say he was in awe was an understatement. Remembering your cute smile, your sweet tone, and the way you giggled at his jokes. Ever since then, he had always teased you any chance he’d get. His small jokes turning into rather more annoying pranks, he loved just getting a reaction from you. The more you grew annoyed by his presence, he took notice as it made him secretly upset. But you never once pushed him away, you always made sure to still make him snacks if you were making anything, you always packed an extra lunch in case he wanted some. Sunghoon felt your lingering touches, no matter how “mad” you seemed to get at him.

But of course, your older brother held the two of you back. He knew it was wrong for him to go after his best friend’s sister of all people, so he tried his best to suppress his feelings. He made it a point to mess with you whenever he could. It was the only time you’d look at him, acknowledge him even. So he hid his feelings for you, but not well enough apparently. 

“Helloooo, earth to Sunghoon? Are you coming to class today or what?” Heeseung snaps at Sunghoon, bringing him back to life. Sunghoon blinks a couple of times before getting up. He needed to speak with Jay. He needed to see you again. Puzzled, Heeseung looks at him with furrowed brows. 

“Yeah… let’s go,” Sunghoon utters as he gathers his things to get ready to leave. Heeseung stands up, sucking in his teeth and stopping the boy in his tracks. A confused expression washes over Sunghoon’s face.

“Uhh… yeah before we go… I’m gonna need you to shower and brush your teeth… and I’ll help freshen up this room for you in the meantime— I got a feeling you’re gonna need it,” he pushes the boy into the direction of his bathroom, before getting ready to clean the dirty room for his friend. Sunghoon chuckles, as a smile creeps onto his face. He knew he could always count on Heeseung.

Sunghoon lets out a deep sigh as Heeseung’s car pulls into the campus parking lot. His heart felt like it was going to explode. What if he wasn’t ready?

“I’m not ready,” he softly speaks up, catching the attention of the other boy. Heeseung sighs again as he turns his car off, looking towards the younger boy. 

“Look, Hoon, you know I love you— no homo, but I hate seeing you like this and I hate seeing Jay like this. You two need to fix whatever this is, okay? I’m here for the both of you no matter what and that’s not going to change,” he looks at Sunghoon to reassure him that he was in fact being serious before continuing on. Truly, it broke his heart to see one of his best friends in this state of sadness. 

“And I know how much Y/n means to you, trust me when I say you two are perfect for one other. Jay isn’t heartless you know, the two of you mean a lot to him and I know he’d want you guys to be happy if it meant he had to share you with his sister— man this sounds so fruity but you know what I mean!” Heeseung gives Sunghoon a playful punch as the two of them laugh it off. Sunghoon takes a deep breath in and exhales out. He couldn’t go any longer without seeing you. With that, the two boys make their way out of the car and towards the campus. 

Stares fall upon the two as rumors clearly spread like wildfire. These were the consequences they paid for going to a smaller campus. Sunghoon looks to the floor, watching his feet as he makes his way to his first class. Maybe everyone did know. 

Plus he didn’t look the greatest at the moment either. Noticeable eye bags lay plastered on his face, hair a bit disheveled as he sported just a baggy hoodie and some sweats his first day back. He looked rough. 

He and Heeseung finally get to their first class and take their respective seats at the table they frequented. Sunghoon knew Jay had this class as well, anxiety eating away at him as his heart rate increases, he felt like he was going to hurl all the ramen he ate last night. He crosses his arm as he slams his head onto the table, too afraid to face his best friend. 

“Dude, it’s gonna be okay, it’s just Jay,” Heeseung says nonchalantly. Yeah it was just Jay, it’s not like he hasn’t seen Jay beat guys up for breaking your heart or anything. It’s not like he hasn’t seen Jay almost kill a guy for laying his hands onto you unprompted. He knew how much you meant to Jay and he was afraid Jay wouldn’t understand how he felt. And what he heard that night definitely didn’t seem like Sunghoon liked you as much as he did. For all he could’ve known, it might’ve seemed like Sunghoon was using you. 

Sunghoon raises his head from the table as he looks up, catching eyes with Jay as he makes his way through the door. Jay wore an uninterested expression on his face, Sunghoon not being able to read how he felt. He trembles a bit under his stare, as Jay takes a seat across from him, next to Heeseung. Without a word being spoken, the professor makes her way in, delighted to finally see Sunghoon back and well. 

“Ahh, Sunghoon, it’s nice to see you joining us again, alright now let’s get back to where we ended off yesterday,” she says to the whole class as everyone fishes out their books. Jay seemed almost too calm for Sunghoon’s liking. Sunghoon decides to wait until the class ends to speak to the other boy. To say he was nervous was surely an understatement. 

~

With the blink of an eye, class was over. Sunghoon nervously looks over to Jay as he sees the boy packing up his things to get out. Jay gets up, not even acknowledging the nervous boy as he makes his way out of the door. Sunghoon hurriedly gathers his things as he runs after him. You’d think he was actually in love with Jay or something. He manages to catch up to him as they both make their way out of the back exit. 

“Jay, dude wait— hold up please!” Sunghoon shouts, panting as he lets out a breath. Jay stops in his tracks as he turns to look at Sunghoon, taking in his noticeably rough appearance. Jay sighs, gripping the strap of his backpack. Sunghoon wore a pitiful expression, not knowing what to say. 

“Look Jay, I know what I did was really fucked… I know you’ll never forgive me… but I really, really—,” Jay stops the boy in his tracks, cutting him off.

“I know you like her, I’ve known for a while actually,” Jay deadpans. Sighing once more, he continues on as Sunghoon’s expression puzzles. “I’m not stupid, I see the way you look at her, c’mon dude, I just didn’t think you two would be like that while I was in the house… I don't wanna hear my sister like that! You could’ve at least taken her to your dorm or something…,” Jay trails, cringing at what he was put through last weekend. “Plus you could’ve literally just told me,” Jay rolled his eyes, shaking his head at the distraught boy. 

A confused expression overcomes Sunghoon’s face. “How was I supposed to tell you?! You said you’d kill me!” Jay groans loudly, face palming as annoyance grows within him. 

“I say that to everyone, but you’re literally my best friend, who else would I trust more,” Jay states as if it was obvious information. 

“So… are we cool?” Sunghoon asks softly. Jay rolls his eyes once more before a slight smile appears onto his face. It was really pathetic seeing his best friend this way.

“We’re about to not be if you keep her waiting for you and if you hurt her, I will seriously kill you,” Jay sternly says as he gives Sunghoon’s arm a little punch. “Seriously dude you should not be wasting your time with me, Y/n has been crying all week over you, you should really fix—,” Sunghoon cuts him off before hearing the last part.

“Oh my god— Y/n,” Sunghoon loudly says as he pushes Jay aside, running to find you. Jay shakes his head. All he could only do was hope you two would be okay. Your mother once said, to never get in the way of love. As much as he wished his best friend didn’t fall for you, he always knew the two of you liked each other. He just hoped in the future, he would never fall victim to your disgusting acts.

Sunghoon ran around the campus, asking anyone and everyone if they had seen you. Panic courses through his veins as he starts to think maybe you didn’t want to see him. Pushing his thoughts aside, he told himself he’d deal with the consequences later. He just needed to see you again. His head snaps as he hears an all too familiar laugh. There he sees you sitting at an outside table with a few of your friends. He hastily makes his way to you, catching the attention of those at your table. 

“Is that Sunghoon?” Your friend asks, catching your attention. Your heart starts to race. You turn your head around, catching his eye as he stands in front of you, hands on his knees as he tries to catch his breath.

“Sunghoon? What are you doin—,” without giving you a chance to speak, he grabs your wrist, ushering you to get up. “Let’s talk somewhere else, get your stuff,” he pants out, tugging you a little. Confused and almost excited to see he was alive and well, you gather your things as you mumble “sorry” to your friends, only to get devious smirks in return. After gathering your things, Sunghoon takes your bag as he starts to pull the two of you away, heading towards the dorms. Luckily, the buildings weren’t too far. 

“Sunghoon— Sunghoon! Wait, where are you taking me… why haven’t you been speaking to me?” You let out, as the taller boy continues to still drag you away and off campus. Sunghoon not listening, too deep into his mission to get you two to his dorm room, you let out a frustrated sigh. “Where are we going?” You ask once more as you are now being dragged down a hill. 

“Dorm,” Sunghoon nonchalantly replies back, your face heats up a bit, you’ve never been to his dorm before. Before you knew it, you were in front of a large building, not too far from campus. Sunghoon pushed past the doors, leading the two of you up the stairs of the building, too impatient to wait for the elevators. Students around you, staring at the two of you concerningly, watching a stern Sunghoon drag you around. You give them a sheepish smile, hoping to reassure them that you were okay.

Now on the second floor, the two of you make it down a hall. Sunghoon stops the two of you in your tracks, fishing his keys out. You stood in front of a door with a big ‘202’ on it. The nerves start to get to Sunghoon as he now realizes the situation in its entirety. He wasn’t really sure what he was going to say to you. Will you hate him? Do you hate him? He shook his thoughts away, hurriedly opening his door, letting you in first. You awkwardly step in as he closes the door behind you. Taking in the room before you, the scent of his cologne fills your nose. You walk your way to his bed, taking a seat as you watch him pick up a few lingering articles of clothing on his floor, throwing it into a basket. 

“Ahem,” you cleared your throat, gaining his attention. Making sure to move your bag to his desk chair, he walks towards you, taking a seat on the bed as well. You shift a little, making some room. To you it seemed like nothing, to him he feared the shifting meant you hated him. Did you even wanna be around him right now?

“Hoon what’s this all abou—,” before letting you finish, he cuts you off pulling you into a kiss. Taken aback, your eyes widened, softening against his touch as you gave into him. He deepened the kiss, reaching up as he laced his fingers through your hair, taking all of you in. Oh how he has missed you dearly. You pull away as tears form in your eyes, looking down onto your lap you fiddle your fingers. He reaches for your hand, taking it into his. The tears, now falling onto your lap as you couldn’t look him in the eyes, confused as to why he suddenly decided to acknowledge you again. 

“H-Hoonie… why did you leave me hanging?” You shakily asked, reaching your free hand up to wipe your tears away. His heart breaks as he watches you. Quite frankly, he didn’t know why he ignored you either. He reaches both of his hands up, taking your face into his palms, wiping your tears away with his thumbs. You secretly admit that after all the whole situation was somewhat silly but you couldn’t help but still be hurt as you felt like he didn’t reciprocate feelings back. Sunghoon takes in a shaky deep breath, tucking your hair behind your ears for you. 

“Y/n you know I’m stupid— right?” He softly asks you. You nod your head in response. Sunghoon reaches his hands back down to yours again, taking them in. “I’m so stupid, the stupidest guy ever, I wasn’t really sure what to do after that. I was afraid and feeling too many things all at once I guess I was just scared.” He lets out as a sigh left his mouth as well. 

“I know that’s not an excuse and I know this may sound crazy but I really like you Y/n…,” he trails as he looks at your face trying to get a hint as to what you were thinking. He hangs his head low as he was afraid of hearing your response. He gives your hands a little squeeze, bringing you back to life. 

Did he just say he liked you? A slight blush creeps up your face as you sniffle, wiping what was left of your tears away. His heart pounds rapidly, he felt like he was going to throw up whatever leftover instant ramen he had in his stomach. “Please Y/n… say something… anything…,” he whispers. You look up to him as you lay your head onto his shoulder. 

“I like you too Sunghoon,” you let out. His heart felt like it was going to explode. He needed some sort of reassurance. He wasn’t hallucinating now— was he?

“No Y/n, I really like you,” he says against your head. Now it was your turn to feel like your heart was exploding. Butterflies fill your stomach. “You really are so stupid,” you giggle as you lift your head up, looking him in his eyes. Before letting him speak, you pull him into a kiss. His hands instantly reach for your waist, holding you as you lean into him. He lets go of the kiss, putting his forehead against yours. “Y/n I’m really sorry, I know you’re probably still upset with me but—,” you cut him off as you pull his lips into a kiss once more. The two of you kick your shoes off, scooting your way further into his bed. Sunghoon’s back hits the headboard of his bed, you deepen the kiss straddling him as his hands linger down your waist and to your ass. 

“Off… please,” you mumble into the kiss, tugging at his hoodie. Taking the hint, he takes off his hoodie and shirt in one go, leaving him in just his sweats. You bite your lip as you take him in. The sight of him shirtless drove you insane. Sunghoon smirks as you stare at him, mouth agape. 

“Like what you see?” He winks at you. You roll your eyes as you sit on his lap, a moan leaves your mouth as you feel his noticeable bulge. He bucks his hips up into you, gripping your waist as you grind down on him. Small whimpers fall from your mouth. Sunghoon grows harder and harder as the sight of you dry humping him got him excited. He gropes your ass, leaving a slight smack on your cheeks. You let out a yelp, surprised at the sudden sensation. He reaches up to unbutton your shirt, needing to see you. You take this moment to free yourself from your clothes, shimmying out of your skirt, leaving you in just your lingerie. Sunghoon does the same, taking his sweats off. He looks back up to you, still leaning against his headboard. 

“Fuck Y/n, how many of these little outfits do you have?” He says as he caresses your body, feeling you with his hands. Here you are, clad in a little red lingerie set, sitting on top of him. All for him. He hungrily pulls you down into a sloppy makeout session, your arms reach behind his neck, pulling him in closer as you grind onto his bulge. He swears he could just cum all over you like this. He pulls back, trailing kisses down your chest, reaching behind your back, undoing your bra.

“As much as I like these on you, I prefer them much better off,” he says, laying kisses onto your breasts as he looks up to make eye contact with you. The shyness of the situation kicking in, your face heats up. You reach up to cover your face as he pulls your arms back down. He kisses all over you as a hand reaches for your boob. He gropes your boob, pinching your nipple between his fingers. He latched his mouth onto your other, sucking your tit like his life depended on it. You let out a loud moan, trying your best to not cause a noise disturbance. He pulls back with a pop, reaching his hand down to your pussy. To his surprise you were already soaked, the same way you were a week ago. 

“God, you are so pretty Y/n, you’re mine… all mine… fuck how did I get so lucky?” He says looking into your eyes as his fingers now circle your clit. Your body felt like it was on fire. You needed him badly and you needed him now. 

“All yours Hoonie— no one else’s,” you let out as you hump into his fingers a little. Your hands trail down to his boxers as you tug onto them, needing to feel him inside you again. He motions for you to get off. He takes this moment to take his boxers off as you take your panties off. He lays down onto his bed, putting his arms behind his head. Now fully naked, you reach down, legs still over him, you grab his painfully hard cock, giving it a slight stroke. He groans, bucking his hip into your hands. 

“Fuck baby, how about you show me you can ride, you’re awfully good at it don’t you think?” He says, giving you a devilish smirk. You squeeze his cock, giving him a slight eye roll. The thought of you riding your pillow fills his head. The memories forever now etched into his brain as a keepsake. He needed to experience that for himself. Not being able to handle the heat, you hover over his cock, rubbing his tip against your slick folds, earning whimpers from the both of you. 

“You’re so fucking wet, have you been waiting for this?” He groans out as you rub your wetness all over him. You eagerly nodded back at him, mumbling a little “yes” in response. You slowly sink yourself onto him. Sucking in your breath, you didn’t remember him being this huge. Sunghoon throws his head back as he feels your tight cunt, sucking him in and swallowing him whole. You finally get all of him in, sitting down on him. Your pussy felt so full as you pulsate, squeezing around his cock. He bucks his hip into you, needing you to move. 

“You feel so much bigger than last time,” you let out, slowly moving your hip up his shaft. Moving back down, he whines out your name. Your heart skips a beat. You move your hips up and down, increasing your pace. You lay your hands on his chest, riding him as you let out moans of his name. Sunghoon knew he needed to fill you up again. He puts his hands on your waist, gripping your sides as he helps you bounce on him. Watching your tits bounce, he was awestruck. 

“You look so hot Y/n, taking my cock so well baby, such a good girl for me,” he pants out. You whine as you let the pleasure overcome your body, you feel your first climax approaching. Sunghoon bucks into you, your cunt squeezing around his cock. 

“Hoonie~ I-I’m gonna c-cum!” You shout loudly. He fucks into you harder, holding you up as he repeatedly hit your g spot over and over again. 

“Fuck baby, you’re so fucking tight, cum for me,” he groans out as your pussy tightens even harder. He has never felt anything like it before. With one more pump, you let go all over him, screaming his name. Before you could even come back down, he flips the two of you over, pounding into your pussy. He takes one of your legs and throws it over his shoulder, pumping deeper into you. Overstimulated, you start to tear up as he continues to stroke harder into your cunt. 

“Too much… please Hoonie… g’nna cum … again,” you cried out. He reaches down, taking your lips into his. He shoves his tongue in your mouth as you moan into his mouth. He was so close to reaching his own climax as well. He pulls back as a slight trail of spit forms between the two of you. 

“So close Y/n, cum for me again baby,” he coos into your ear as he fucks into you harder. You scream his name once more as your nails dig into his back. Holding him close, he pumps one last time, before he erupts into you, his cum filling you up as he groans out your name. He slowly pumps a bit more as he rides both of your highs out. He trailed kisses down your neck and looked up to you, pulling his cock out slowly. Sitting up, he watches his cum spill out of your hole, fingering it back in slightly like the very first time. This was never going to get old. You hold yourself up slightly with your elbows as you cock an eyebrow at him. A puzzling expression lay on his face. 

“What? No picture this time?” You chuckled, breaking out into a smile. He giggles at your question, leaning down to give you a peck on your lips. The two of you look into each other’s eyes, butterflies in both of your stomachs now. “I forgive you by the way,” you say, breaking the silence. Sunghoon gives you a toothy smile.

“Good, cause you’re all mine…,” he speaks softly, giving your forehead a kiss. You giggle, smiling at him endearingly. You knew your life was going to be extremely different now. But nothing mattered in the moment but you and him. 

“All yours Hoonie… all yours,” you pull him down, nuzzling into his neck, not caring about the mess the two of you just made all over his bed. Sunghoon picks up his phone, checking the time. His face turns pale. Confused, you took a peak, your face now losing color as well.

*Heeseung sent you a message!*

Heeseung: jfc we could hear the two of you all the way from Jake’s room 🤮

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[halsteadlover]

Shadows From The Past

*Gif not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader.

• Requested by anon: I don’t really know if this is how you make a request if it’s not correct me but would you possibly be able to write one where Jay has an episode because of a criminal that took tours in Afghanistan as well, like an episode in the show in season 5 I think. Where the criminal gets shot and dies and J is the only one there and you go to check up on him and he points gun at you because he’s having an episode idk I really don’t know, but could it end in him apologizing a lot and feeling really bad then just cuddles?? Thank u and uh if you see this could you pls just remind me when it’s done possibly. Thank you so much!!!❤️

• Warnings: mention of blood, gun, PTSD.

• Word count: 5825.

• A/N: hi everyone! Long time no see. I know this is ugly af but I tried my best. I hope you’ll like this piece anyway, please let me know what you think. Comment, like, reblog if you want this would be amazing! Thank you so much for your support, and for everyone who stayed even if I upload once every 100 years 😭 I love you all so much ❤️

Jay had always tried to do his job the best he could, giving everything in his power to every case he worked on, always trying to focus on nothing but bringing justice to the poor victims. He had always tried to be as objective as possible, leaving emotions out and thinking and planning every move to make lucidly. Some cases were easier, others a little less.

There were moments of his life, some shadows of his past, that still echoed in his present. They sometimes came back so strong and overbearing, they made him risk his present, all his progress and happiness, even his future.

And the case he was working on was one of those moments.

Following the discovery of a man's body, Intelligence was assigned to investigate this case. After questioning witnesses, analyzing the victim's life, talking to family and friends, suspicion fell on a person Jay met while serving overseas in Afghanistan. In fact, Don Stanton had served in the 3rd Battalion of the 75th Ranger Regiment at the same time as Jay, but he had never had the opportunity to speak in depth with him.

In fact, after returning home, Don didn't do too well, soon spiraling into drug, alcohol and illegal dealings.

From the moment they found out about this suspect, Jay felt something stir inside him, though he didn't know exactly what. He tried to disguise it or he would’ve estranged from the case but he couldn't hide his feelings from you, who knew him like the back of your hand and had learned to know every single nuance of him and recognize when something bothered him.

To try to get Don to confess, Jay offered to go undercover, build a relationship with him in a way that would make him trust him, and no one could be perfect for this role except someone who had gone through the exact same shit during the war as Jay.

It goes without saying that you didn’t agree with this decision at all and Voight would’ve even agreed with you if this wasn’t the only lead you got to catch the killer.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” you asked Jay as you adjusted his hidden microphone in his shirt. “You can always back out, someone else will go or we will find other leads to catch him.”

Jay sighed. “It's an undercover operation like any other Y/N, if anyone can do it it's me.”

You looked up at him, your hands still on his chest as you tried to analyze his expression on his face. “No baby, it's not an operation like any other. The suspect served in your own battalion, you met him and you can tell from a mile away you're upset about…-”

“Goddamn Y/N stop it! You've been asking me if I'm okay since this morning! I'm fine, I don't need a babysitter!” he snapped raising his voice and this sudden outburst made you withdraw your hands in shock.

Jay immediately regretted those words the instant he said them. He noticed the sad expression that appeared on your features and felt guilty like few other times in his life. “Baby… Shit…” he sighed again, running his hands over his face in frustration. He cupped your face in his hands, forcing you to look at him. “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I don't know what has gotten into me. I’m sorry baby.”

You remained silent for a few seconds, looking at him for a moment before speaking. “Jay I'm just worried about you, I know it's hard for you but I want to help you… It breaks my heart seeing you like this,” you mumbled softly, your throat tight in a knot, your heart heavy.

“I know, I know, I’m so sorry love. Come here,” he whispered, pulling you into a hug and holding you with all the love he could. “It'll be okay. I can do it. You don't know what people like him are like, like me, he won't trust anyone and if there's someone who can make him confess it’s me. We served together, we saw the same crap, I can understand him,” he continued, pulling away from the hug and looking into your eyes.

You looked at him intensely, as if you wanted to read inside him, trying to discover a shred of hesitation or uncertainty.

“Jay, you are not like him, he is an alleged murderer, drug addict and alcoholic, you are a decorated detective. Don't even think for a second you're like him, okay?”.

He caressed your hair, and then nodded, smiling slightly. “I know, I know.”

“If something, anything, goes wrong you're out, you understand me?” you threatened him, pointing a finger at his chest.

He chuckled, caressing your cheeks. “Yes ma'am. Everything will be fine, I promise.”

If only he believed it too.

The truth was, Jay's mind was racing and image after image, memory after memory, everything seemed to be resurfacing, moments of the past he wanted to forget at all costs but which was about to overwhelm him like a river in flood.

He didn't want to talk to you about it, he knew he'd get over it – just like he had all time – he didn't want to worry you any more than you already were.

While he was in the car waiting for Don Stanton to show up, he read the message you sent and a small smile crept onto his lips.

From Baby D💕, 3.13pm

Be careful love. I'm here for whatever you need. I love you.

That message made the abyss in his heart grow and a feeling of guilt took over him. But the way he loved you, God, he didn’t know what he would’ve done without you.

From Jay, 3:16pm

I love you too babe, more than anything and everyone. Everything will be okay.

He put the cell phone back in his trouser pocket, trying to concentrate exclusively on the case. He sat in the car for about ten minutes before seeing Don in the distance. He looked around suspiciously before approaching Jay's car and quickly getting in.

“Drive,” Don ordered, and Jay gave him a confused look.

“Where? What is going on?”.

Don snapped his eyes at Jay. “Didn't you say you wanted a job? Drive then. Go straight, at the first crossroads turn left, I'll tell you from there where to go next.”

Jay understood there was no way to get an explanation and after letting out a sigh, he started driving, aware that you and the rest of the team would’ve followed him from afar.

After driving for about twenty minutes, he and Don arrived at an abandoned building. It looked shabby and it must’ve been unused for at least twenty years.

“What the hell is going on Stanton?” Jay asked, for the umpteenth time. Don stopped in his footsteps, turning to him, looking annoyed and angry.

“What part of ‘I'll explain in a moment’ you don’t understand?”.

“I won’t do anything until you explain to me what hell is going on. This place is clearly a mile away from legality and I'm not risking my ass for whatever bullshit is going on here. So either tell me what's going on or I'm out.”

Don sighed, glancing between Jay and the building, looking uncertain, even almost frightened. Jay noticed this and realized whatever was going on, they weren't alone and that there was nothing good about that abandoned building.

He approached Jay, walking fast and hands in his trouser pockets. “Then leave.”

“C'mon man talk to me...”.

“Damn it! I'm in deep shit man, I can't back out!” he exclaimed in despair.

“Why? What did you do?”.

They were all at the edge of their chairs as they listened through Jay's microphone conversation, knowing that a little nudge was enough to get Don Stanton to confess.

“Don, talk to me. I can help you, I know you're not doing well, I totally understand. You don't have to do anything, whatever it is...”

“You can't help me… I… I fucking killed a man!” Stanton exclaimed loudly, running his hands through his hair “But it wasn't my fault! They forced me! I… I really needed the money…”

There were some moments of silence in which you and Voight exchanged a look. He confessed, but why didn't Jay arrest him?

“What are we going to do here Don?” Jay asked, trying to stay calm as his heart was pounding.

“They gave me another job. A gang member… They want me to kill him and they’ll pay me almost ten thousand dollars.”

“Don, for fucks sale! No life is worth this money! How can you do this? You were a fucking soldier, you risked your life to protect others, to protect this country and now you're the one hurting people!” Jay exclaimed, more angrily than he would’ve liked.

“I know! I know! They've foreclosed on my house… I'm out of money… I need it man…” Don muttered.

“Halstead what are you waiting for? Handcuff him,” Voight ordered over his mic but Jay didn't seem to listen, in fact, he didn't even seem to be on this planet anymore.

You were worried sick, your stomach was in a vice. You knew Jay couldn't do this, he was too involved to be able to deal with all of this, to deal with his past.

“Voight we have to do something,” you said, turning to your now impatient boss.

“Let's just wait few seconds.”

But when you saw Jay enter the building your heart stopped for an instant and fear took over. Before Voight could say anything, you leapt out of the car at lightning speed, waiting for no one, thinking of no one but Jay.

You pulled out your gun from your holster before entering the abandoned building. It was larger than it appeared externally and at first sight there was no sign of Jay.

Your heart was beating so hard you could hear it pounding in your ears and with every step you took, fear ate you more and more. What the hell was he thinking? Why did he come in here alone with a criminal?

As you climbed the creaking stairs to the first floor, a shot rang out from the walls and you jumped. “Oh my god,” you murmured in a trembling voice before starting to run as fast as possible towards the place where the shot came from. Your mind began to project images of Jay lying in a pool of his own blood, dying, and the very thought made you die inside.

God let him be okay, please.

Once you climbed to the third floor, however, you saw him in the distance but before you could take a step towards him or even take a sigh of relief, a bullet was fired in your direction, forcing you to take cover behind a pillar.

A gun fight with some men ensued, and though you knew you had to focus on saving your own life, you couldn't help but glance at Jay from time to time, noticing him hunched over Don Stanton, trying to revive him.

The rest of the squad arrived at that moment and you managed to take down three men who were shooting at you. You approached Jay while the others explored the rest of the building for anything suspect.

“Jay,” you called but he didn't seem to hear you as he tried to stop Stanton's bleeding, “Jay,” you called him out again but still nothing, no answer. So you placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to make him aware of your presence but that touch made him stiffen and you almost had a heart attack when he pulled out his gun and turned, pointing it at you.

“Woah!” you exclaimed loudly, spontaneously raising your hands to let him know you were unarmed, “Jay, what the hell are you doing?!”.

His gaze was fixed on you but he wasn't really looking at you, his eyes were empty, without the light that characterizes them, his forehead was wet with sweat as his chest rose and fell quickly as if he had run a marathon.

“Jay put that gun down. It's just me. Can you hear me? Everything is fine.”

You continued to speak but your voice reached far into his ears which continued to ring incessantly. You didn't dare take a wrong step, or try to get him to put down his gun because you knew Jay wasn't there right now, that his mind was unconscious and his body uncontrollable. He was still in war and he saw you like an enemy and not his girlfriend.

But that didn't make the moment any less scary.

Jay, the person you most trusted in the world, with whom you felt safest, was pointing a gun at you and anything could trigger him to shoot you. You've never felt so small and helpless, even after facing the most dangerous and depraved criminals, you felt so scared and intimidated.

He'd had similar episodes, where the PTSD made him lose touch with reality, but he'd never come to that, never pointing a gun at you and threatening to hurt you.

“Jay!” you almost screamed and only then did Jay seem to come to his senses.

When he realized he was pointing his gun at you a wave of guilt fully overwhelmed him and he dropped the gun from his hands in disbelief at what he had just done.

What the hell had he been up to? Was he really point a gun at you? The love of his life?

He couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe he was capable of doing such a thing and as he watched your face contorted in an expression of pure fear and terror, as he watched you back away until you ran away, he realized he seriously needed help.

-

The case was finally closed but never like then it left you an unbridgeable abyss inside you.

Since you'd left that building you'd been trying to avoid Jay even though he'd been trying hard to talk to you. You knew it wasn't his fault, that what happened was just a consequence of everything he'd been through, that knowingly he wouldn't do anything that could hurt you.

But that episode had shocked you more than you could ever admit and the image of that gun pointed at you continued to haunt your mind.

You were at your house, sitting on the couch staring at nothing in particular, contemplating whether to respond to Jay's many texts and calls. You knew you had to talk to him, you couldn't avoid him forever, but you needed some alone time first, to digest everything that had happened.

But when the bell rang you understood this was not going to happen.

You stood up and your heart skipped a beat when you saw through the peephole it was Jay. You took a deep breath and opened the door, realizing you couldn't avoid him forever and sooner or later you had to deal with the confrontation.

Jay was a walking disaster.

He didn't know what to say, what to do, how to act and especially when he noticed the way you kept avoiding his gaze, he panicked even more. You made room for him to enter and he felt his heart break when, in an attempt to say hi, you pulled back slightly.

“Uhm… Hi… Come in,” you murmured nervously before going to sit back on the sofa.

Jay closed the door behind him, walking over and sitting next to you. You brought your knees to your chest and he didn’t miss this gesture, he didn't miss the way you tried to distance yourself from him, how you tried to protect yourself by moving away from him.

“How are you feeling?” you asked feebly, finally looking up at him and a chasm opened inside you as you saw his tired, destroyed eyes, the melancholy expression on his face.

“I'm fine but...”

“No Jay,” you interrupted him “Don't start with these lies, you know I can't stand them. You pointed a damn gun at me, you are definitely not fine.”

You knew it was tough, but it was time for him to face the shadows of his past that kept haunting him, it was time for him to face reality and realize he wasn't good at all, that he kept lying to himself and pretending to be in a state of well-being which, unfortunately, wasn’t true at all.

He sighed and it was him who lowered his gaze that time, unable to look in your eyes anymore. He rubbed his sweaty palms on his jeans before resting his elbows on his knees, his face in his hands. He was silent for a moment before returning to his previous position.

“You're right…” he murmured, almost afraid to admit it aloud, “I… I'm not okay I know, I’ve realized it… But Y/N, darling, I just want you to know I would’ve never done that… I would never hurt you…”

“Jay…” you sighed “I know that, but… But what if you won't regain control of yourself next time? What if you won’t come to your senses and shoot me?”

“No! No! Fuck… This will never happen again, I swear…”

“And how do you know this, Jay?” you asked, a lump in your throat, eyes brimming with tears as you tried to hold them back. “How do you know you’ll be able to stop the next time that in the grip of a similar episode you’ll point a gun at me again?”.

Jay had never experienced a worse feeling in his life. He always promised himself he would given his life to protect you, that he’d do everything in his power to keep you safe, that he’d rather die than know you were suffering.

He loved you more than anyone else in the world, more than he ever thought he’d love someone and knowing he was the one who tried to hurt you, destroyed him. He’d never forget the expression of fear, terror and pure shock with which you looked at him in that damned building, it would’ve haunted him forever.

“I would never hurt you Y/N, you… You are the most precious thing in my life. God, I'd die to protect you…” he babbled in desperation.

“I know, Jay. I consciously know this,” you answered, putting your feet on the ground and approaching him without touching him. “I want to help you, but...”

“But what?” he whispered, his green eyes bright with tears as he looked at you. A tear slid from your eyes onto your cheek but you immediately wiped it away before you spoke again. “You want to leave me right? You are afraid of me?”.

You remained silent for a moment.

“Y/N I… You can't leave me please, I can't do this without you, I need you. You're the only person I'm still here for, helping me through this shit… Please…”

You cried. “I have to protect myself Jay,” you wiped away another tear “I don't want to leave you, God. I love you so much…”

“But you're afraid of me,” he stated, swallowing the lump in his throat. He looked down at the floor and his shoes to try and mask the tears he couldn't control anymore and streamed down his cheeks. He stood up, suddenly feeling suffocated, and ran his hands over his face as he began pacing around the living room.

“Hey…” you said, standing up and approaching him. You placed your hands on his arms to make him stop and he directed his eyes at you. They were red and shiny from tears and God only knew how much it hurt you to see him like this, how much he didn't deserve all that suffering.

You placed your hands on his face, wiping away his tears with your thumbs. “God baby,” you whispered “I hate seeing you like this…”. He hugged you, squeezing you so tight it made you gasp for breath.

You hugged him back, putting your arms around his neck and letting yourself be cradled by that embrace. You stroked his hair while he hid his face in the hollow of your neck, letting go in a desperate and liberating cry.

“It's okay love, it's okay,” you whispered, as you too were crying, “Let's sit down.”

You sat back on the sofa and you hugged him, letting him rest his head on your chest as he let out all the anger – mostly towards himself – and sadness he felt.

“Cry all you want, I'm here. I don't want to leave, I'll always be here with you Jay,” you mumbled, caressing his hair. He wrapped his arms around your chest tighter, as if he was afraid to let you go.

“I'm so sorry my love. I didn't mean to scare you… When…” he sighed “When I realized what I was doing, the way you were looking at me…” he couldn't finish the sentence, because just remembering the expression you had in that moment pushed him over the edge again “God Y/N I will never forgive myself for what I did...” he got up, sitting on the sofa and running a hand through his hair “When I saw your face… That moment I understood I seriously need some help, I don't… I can't risk hurting you, losing you, I don't want you to be afraid of me. I want to be your safe haven, I don’t want you to doubt for even a second I can intentionally hurt you… I… I don't want you to look me with that terrified and fearful look again... I can't...”

“But I'm not afraid of you Jay, I know you were going through a lot , the case was heavy to deal with…” you tried to comfort him.

“Yes you do,” he smiled at you bitterly, eyes and nose still red from crying “No lies remember? You told me before and even now…” he tried to stop crying but failing “You hugged me and you were tense and the thing is, I can't even blame you… It's only my fault for believing all the shit the war brought me could just go away on its own and I will never be able to forgive myself for how I reacted, in that building, when you were putting my mic...”

“You weren't yourself,” you whispered.

“I know… But I won’t let you to suffer the consequences of what happens to me… But on the other hand I'm too selfish to let you go, I love you too much Y/N and I know if you're not here I… I'll never be able to face this alone.”

“But I don't want you to go through this alone,” you retorted, grabbing his hand with yours and intertwining your fingers as your eyes were on his. “Jay I will never leave you… You’re my whole life and I want to be with you at every step you take, I know it will be hard, I know it isn't easy, I know there is a long way ahead but we’ll do it together. I won't leave you alone… I was just scared in that moment, let's be honest, who wouldn't, but I don't want to abandon you, okay? I just need to know you’ll really, really, try to face these ghosts.”

“Absolutely, I don't want to hurt you anymore…”

“No baby, you don't have to do it for me but for yourself,” you didn't let him finish the sentence “Because you went though what no other human being can go through and you deserve to be happy, to fully live your life, to do your job serenely, you don't deserve to wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares. You are strong, one of the strongest people I know and if there is anyone who can do it, it’s you, love, okay?” you stroked his cheek and he nodded faintly.

“Promise me you'll really try? Not for me though,” you continued as he looked at you with all the love he felt for you. “I can take it, past the fear I know it's not your fault baby, you don't control it. I can't even imagine what you're going through, what you saw over there, anyone who didn’t experience it will never be able to, but I swear Jay I… I would die to give you all the happiness you deserve.”

“You are my happiness,” he retorted and you smiled feebly when you saw him calm down a bit “Tomorrow I’ll look for someone and start doing therapy, I promise I'll do it, for you, for me, for us.”

Your smile grew on your lips. “I know you will. I'm so proud of you.”

“So you won't leave me?” he whispered so softly he almost sounded like a child intimidated by the response he’d receive.

“No baby, never, I swear. I'd take a bullet for you if it means to make you happy.”

“Don’t even joke about that,” he mumbled. He placed his hand on yours which was still on his cheek, then bringing it to his lips and leaving a kiss on the back without his eyes ever leaving yours. “I love you so much Y/N, so fucking much I can't even breathe right now. I don't know what I did to deserve you,” you smiled again “I always want to see you smile like that, God… I can't even explain what you do to me. I… I want to make you happy as much as you make me happy. I'm so sorry baby, I'm sorry for everything...”

“Shh, it's okay, it's not your fault I want you to put it in this cute little head. I love you too Jay so much, more than you can ever imagine.”

You stayed on that sofa embraced for and indefinite amount of time, cradled in each other's arms. After some time you managed to get Jay to eat something before letting him take a shower, needless to say he was going to sleep over at your place.

You both got into bed and, due to the exhaustion, the intense emotions experienced that day, it didn't take long for Jay to fall asleep, his head resting on your chest as you held him and hugged him. But you couldn't sleep a wink, the events of that day still clear in your mind.

When Jay woke up in the middle of the night, it didn't take him long to realize you weren't there anymore. He sat up in bed and looked at the time on his cell phone, which read 1:32 in the morning, before getting up and walking towards the living room.

For a fraction of a second he thought he heard a sob but he thought he just imagined it. But when this sobbing sound was accompanied by a sniffling, he knew he didn’t imagine them at all.

He walked quickly to the living room and his heart skipped a beat when, in the dim light, he saw you sitting on the sofa, your knees drawn up to your chest as you cried. He turned on the lights and didn't miss the way you tried - in vain – to quickly dry your tears.

“Y/N… Baby… God, what happened? Are you hurt?” Jay asked after rushing over to you, kneeling right in front of you.

You mentally let out a curse, aware that you wouldn't be able to escape this. “I'm fine,” you replied though, hoping for a nano second he’d buy it.

“Oh baby don't lie to me, you don't cry if you're fine. Please talk to me, are you okay? What happened?” he continued to ask worried. He grabbed a handkerchief from the top of the coffee table and handed it to you, watching you intently as you blew your nose. He sat down next to you and started stroking your hair in an attempt to comfort you.

“Don't worry babe, it's okay. Nothing happened, go back to sleep you're tired.”

“How can you even think I'll leave you here alone?” he said “Wait, I'll go get you a glass of water.”

Before you could object, he was up and in less than no time he returned with a glass of cold water which you drank with pleasure. “You want another one?” he asked and after you mumbled a ‘no’ he took the empty glass from your hands and placed it on the coffee table. “Are you feeling better?”.

You nodded. “Seriously baby, I'm fine, go back to bed.”

“How about you stop lying to me and start telling me the truth? You're making me worry to death love.”

You sighed deeply, feeling the urge to cry coming back. “It's just… It's been a busy day and I needed to vent.”

Jay was silent for a moment, wiping away a single tear that slid down your cheek. “Talk to me baby, I'm here for you.”

You shook your head and then stood up. “No, there is nothing to say. Let's go to sleep, I'm getting tired too.”

“No, we're not going to sleep until you tell me what's going on,” he stood up too, looking at you with such intensity it almost took your breath away. God why did he insist so much, why didn't he just let you cry and forget everything?

“I told you Jay, I was just venting after today.”

“Yes, but it's not only that, I'm sure,” he retorted, taking a step towards you. “Baby don't you trust me? You know you can talk to me about anything, I just want to help you.”

“I-it's not that, of course I trust you.”

“Then talk to me,” he pressed, now on the verge of losing his mind “What...”.

“I don't want to bother you, you already have so much to think about.”

“Y/N I want you to listen to me very carefully now because I won't say it again,” he spoke, placing his hands on your face to force you to look at him. “There is nothing in this world I wouldn't do for you, and nothing, I say nothing, is more important than you. You never bother me and never will. You want me to be honest with you, to ask for help, but you have to do it too, you don't have to be afraid to tell me about something it’s bothering you.”

You started crying again and he hugged you, holding you close as he stroked your hair. “It's alright baby, I'm here. Cry all you want, let it go. I won't leave you.”

“It’s just…” you sobbed at a loss for words, letting go as a wave of guilt washed over you. You placed your hands on his bare chest as he continued to hold you.

“Y/N, please, I hate seeing you like this. What are you afraid of? Why don’t you talk to me?” he whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Because I feel guilty,” you answered so feebly you feared he didn’t hear you.

Jay placed two fingers under your chin, forcing you to look at him. “And why’s that?”.

Another sob escaped your lips and at that point you slightly moved away from him, no longer able to hold his gaze, his closeness. You ran your hands over your face and then through your hair, not quite knowing what to say.

“Because I was fucking terrified! And… And I feel guilty because I know what happened wasn't your fault, you weren’t yourself…” you sniffed as the tears continued to flow in rivers, leaving you not even a chance to talk “I know you’d never consciously do anything to hurt me but seeing you point that gun at me… Jay, I…” you sighed “I've faced criminals, murderers, but I've never been so afraid and terrified as today and for a moment I really thought you’d shoot me. The way you looked at me… God I can't get it out of my mind and I'm hating myself because it wasn't your fault…”

Jay stood there attentively listening to every single word you said as every second that passed he felt a part of himself die.

“That's why I didn't want to tell you about this, because I know you’re blaming yourself for everything and you're already going through so much Jay and I don't want to add this other burden on you...” you continued and at that point he approached you again, putting his hands on your cheeks and wiping away the tears with his thumbs as you did with him.

“Y/N…” he said your name as a little prayer “You really think I don’t know that? I know you, I know when something is bugging you, I know when something makes you feel sad. I saw the way you looked at me this whole evening, the way you were tense and I'm so sorry for putting you in this situation my baby. I hate myself so much for this, you didn’t deserve any of that,” he left a soft kiss on your forehead.

“And I love you so fucking much,” he continued “You're willing to suffer alone just to not make me worry but you don't have to. Your feelings are as valid as mine, you have to tell me when you're hurt, when you feel like crying, when you're scared even if I'm the cause. I want to listen to you and do everything in my power to fix what’s hurting you and I promise I will. We have a long way to go, you said it too, but we can't do it unless we're both honest with each other, if we don't express our fears, our apprehensions,” he said wiping away your tears as you did nothing but keep crying “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me Y/N, you saved me from a chasm that I am trying hard to climb over, you are my lifeline and I want to be the same for you. I can never apologize enough for what I did today, but I promise I’ll do everything I can to put all that shit behind me. But you need to talk to me, okay? You are so fucking important to me and I'm okay if you're okay. I can't focus on anything else if I don't know you’re happy and to know that I need you to tell me everything that goes through your mind, and I will do the same… Okay baby?”.

You nodded and in response you pressed your lips onto his in a sweet, long-awaited kiss before hugging and squeezing him as if your life depended on it. He was right, God was he right about everything.

He was your everything.

Your sun, the love of your life, the reason for everything.

You were his salvation.

You were the light at the end of a dark tunnel, the first breath of fresh air after being underwater too long. You both knew that even in the most difficult moments you’ll be able to overcome everything and that you could always count on each other in joy, fear and pain.

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how would caz's daughters and suze react to seeing what has become of him?(aka his infected form) i'd imagine it'd be like a 50/50, 50% wholesome & the other 50% just c r i p p l i n g s a d n e s s ✨✨✨/lh

pls i want my heart cracked like an egg- :'D/j

It would start with confusion, which has been shared by everyone else's loved ones, because why is their husband/dad/brother, etc, in a cage on St. Kilda? It's an island off of Scotland that isn't inhabited. Now, it's suddenly a military base?

When they see him, it's clear shock and denial at first. They're looking at an infected Caz huddling in the corner of a cage, too scared to get close. He's equally ashamed as he is guilty for leaving them so suddenly to escape his problem, only to land himself in something much bigger that can never be fixed.

There's a lot of crying and apologise from him, but he eventually works up the courage to get close and hold Suze's face, because he's one of the rarities that kept their arms after turning. Suze notes how warm he is and how much she's missed that feeling.

As for Cait and Maidie, they're confused. Very confused. Thankfully, they're not scared, but they don't understand what's happened to their father. Caz breaks it down for them in a child-friendly manner before distracting them by asking about Christmas.

When Roy takes them away to show them off to the others, Caz and Suze get the closer they both need. It's a long talk with much reflecting and thinking about the future, but they decide to leave the past behind and move ahead.

'Does it hurt?'

'Not anymore. The further away I am from that rig and the closer I am to you, everything feels better.' A pause. 'I canne fucking swim though.'

'Are you taking the piss?'

'I wish I was.'

Cue them both laughing over the irony.

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new perspectives / jake ‘hangman’ seresin x reader / part two

another painful chapter. I’m very very sorry... kinda :/ 

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new perspectives / jake ‘hangman’ sersesin x reader / part two

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prologue - part one

word count: 4.2k

warnings: language, drinking, mentions of surgery, medical inaccuracies (all of my medical knowledge comes from grey’s anatomy) angst :(

Semesters came and went, Christmases and Thanksgivings, late night parties and commendation ceremonies. Time was moving quicker than you maybe wanted it to, suddenly you blinked and undergrad was over… you blinked again and you were flying through medical school. That boy from molecular biology turned into your boyfriend and Matt was fine… he really was, you couldn’t find anything wrong with him no matter how hard you tried. Sure, he was a little self-centered but as you had found out there was only one man who wasn’t intimidated by your drive, there was only one man who celebrated you when you were off to medical school before anyone else, and there was only one man whose opinion you actually gave a damn about… which is why standing there in your apartment holding a letter accepting you into Massachusetts General’s residency program there was only one person you wanted to talk to.

“Hey, J, what’s up?” Jake answered as you propped your phone against your water bottle on your kitchen counter… you didn’t say anything, you only stood staring at the paper in your hands as he watched you through the screen, “what is that?”

“Jake…” you started, emotions clouding your voice and your hands shaking.

“No way,” he said and you heard clattering on his end, him telling people to shut up. “Tell me that’s what I think it is.”

“Mass Gen, Jake. I’m going to be a resident at Mass Gen,” you said, giggling as you held the paper up for him to see and he cheered on the other end, his smile illuminating your whole phone screen. “I’m moving to Boston.”

“You’re moving to Boston! What did Matt say?” he asked and you set the paper aside as you slid into a bar stool.

“Haven’t told him,” you replied and Jake gave you a look.

“You told me first?” He ran a hand through his hair, “well, I’m flattered but I’m not the first person you should have told.”

“He’s in class… and he’s going to tell me not to take it,” you sighed.

“Why on earth would he do that?”

“Because it’s the hardest residency program there is, it’s going to bruise his little baby ego,” you said with a laugh and Jake just shook his head. “I’m breaking up with him… there’s no point anymore.”

“You sure that’s what you want?” he asked, though he was certain it was what he wanted… he didn’t like Matt, never did. Where you cut him slack for his insecurities, Jake didn’t. Sly comments under his breath at your undergrad graduation and eye rolls when Jake came to town went overlooked by you, but not by Jake and he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t been hoping and praying for your relationship’s demise… not because he wanted your relationship to fail, not at all, but if you were going to be with anyone other than him than they needed to be great. Supportive, encouraging, secure enough in themselves to not get butthurt at your every accomplishment and Matt just wasn’t those things. He wasn’t good enough for you and everyone knew it. And so you broke up with Matt, packed up your shared apartment and met Jake in Boston who took a short leave to help you get settled into your new place. 

“Hell of a view, Jupiter,” he said, standing in front of your bedroom window that directly overlooked the hospital.

You beamed, “I know,” but when you met his eyes you realized he was joking and your face fell, “oh. Well, this is my dream view. The next year of my life is going to be hell but at least being a minute away from the hospital means I’ll always be the first to answer a page which hopefully means cool surgeries.”

“You’re such a weirdo,” he chuckled, crossing the empty room to wrap you in a hug, “but you’re my weirdo and I’m so proud of you.” This was all you had ever wanted and Jake thought back to the day the two of you made the hardest decision to enter the next phases of your lives unattached, the way you’d scolded him for not assuming you’d end up here in Boston. He knew you would, you were a lot of things and true to your word was one of them… if you said you were going to do something, well that was that. 

And it was hell, your intern year all but chewed you up and spit you out. You spent countless hours running around the hospital trying to keep up with all of the residents and attendings, anticipating their moves and trying to impress them and stay on their good side… which was nearly impossible because interns were the rats of the hospital. And that was okay with you, you were learning so much it felt like your brain was simply going to explode with all the new information being crammed in on a daily basis. It didn’t matter if the attendings were annoyed with you, despite what they said or how they treated you, you were the favorite. Nobody knew the surgical floor like you did, not even the nurses and that meant you logged more OR hours than any other intern. 

“I literally don’t understand how you do it,” Holly said from beside you at the bar, “the attendings love you, did I tell you Dr. Adams kicked me out of his OR today because I wasn’t you?” 

You chuckled, “yeah, I got that page.” 

“And he got mad at me because you didn’t show up.” she grumbled.

“I had another surgery!” you protested and she shot you a glare.

“Again, I literally don’t understand how you do it.”

“Look, it’s not your fault… this is what, the first time I’ve been at the bar in weeks? You guys are here after every shift, sleeping around, making first-day mistakes a year in… oh wait, it is your fault,” you smirked, sipping your beer and she just softly hit your shoulder. “You gotta buck up, you can’t just stand around meekly after rounds waiting to get assigned to a case. That surgery I was in today? Removing a tumor we honestly had no business removing from someone’s brain, and I sure as hell didn’t get it twiddling my thumbs waiting for Dr. Harris to pick me.”

“What the fuck,” she sighed. “All I was doing with Adams was an appy.”

“You were assisting on an appy?” you asked and she nodded, “this is what I mean, Hol, I’ve done appys, that’s probably why Adams wanted me so he could fuck around and read the paper. You heard what the chief said on our first day. Don’t be the intern that washes out, it’s bad for my brand,” you teased. Your phone started ringing in your pocket and you pulled it out to see an incoming facetime from Jake and you propped him up on the bar as you answered.

“Jupiter! Are you in a bar?” he asked and you nodded, “same!” he said, twisting his phone around to show you some of his pilot friends and you chuckled.

“What are you doing calling me when you’re out and about?”

“Coyote missed you,” he said, panning the camera towards him and you beamed.

“I miss you too, Coyote, Jake lies to me so how was the mission?” 

“All good, nothing to report,” he said and you narrowed your eyes.

“Yeah, you lie too, that’s exactly what he told me. Give me back to Jake.”

“Right here, angel,” he said and you flushed.

“Guess what I scrubbed in on today?” 

“Hmm… something really cool that’s going to make me nauseous?” he replied and you chuckled.

“A massive brain tumor, Jake!” Holly exclaimed from beside you, “fucking brain tumor, I hate you,” she grumbled, getting up and joining everyone else at the dartboard while you just laughed. 

“She’s cranky, all she did today was assist on an appy,” you explained.

“How big was it?” he asked and you held your hand up to gesture about the size of a golf ball. “Disgusting,” he muttered.

“God, it was huge, you don’t think of something that big being able to exist in someone’s brain! And it was smart, Jake, like truly brilliant. It was a pain in the ass to remove, I honestly thought it was a hopeless case, thought at the very least we were going to leave her blind or mute or paralyzed but we didn’t.” This is how your days usually went, you’d facetime Jake when you had a spare moment and traumatize him with the gory details of the latest surgery you’d seen, or catch him up on hospital drama while he told you all about the newest flight maneuvers he was learning or which person on his squad was the dud. You’d never forget the day he called while you were in the gallery, observing surgery and studying, and when you flipped the phone around to show him the exposed heart he grew pale and threw up into a trash can.

Coyote told you that you needed to call more, said Jake (or Hangman as he called him) was in a much better mood when you did and you promised you would but… it was hard, your schedules never aligned. You were always in surgery, or prepping for surgery, or studying for the intern exam, or passed out in an on-call room somewhere and he was usually halfway around the globe in a cockpit, or on some base across the country training. These moments were rare, the moments where one of you called and it didn’t go unanswered, every time you saw him on your tiny screen you felt like Jake looked different, and he felt the same. Stress had worn you both down, your careers had hardened you and it showed.

Life only got harder after your intern year, you had your own interns to babysit and more responsibilities and Jake was quickly becoming the best pilot in the Navy which meant more deployments and longer deployments. Each year passed with new patients and new places for Jake to ship out to. Your parents had come to visit you for Thanksgiving and you’d ended up sneaking them into the gallery to watch you assist in removing a turkey carver that was lodged in someone’s arm… Christmas was a no-go with the amount of fall injuries and ornaments in places ornaments shouldn’t be and it was the same for Jake. He’d tried time and time again to come see you, he’d promised you the gallery facetime was a one-off, he just hadn’t been prepared to see a heart like that, he wanted you to sneak him in so he could see his best friend in action but it just never worked out. A deployment always came up, and you were always so busy you rarely responded to the text until a full forty-eight hours later.

“What do we got?” you asked as you entered the trauma bay, taking the chart from a nurse and reading it over.

“25 year old GSW to the chest, immediate return of 860 cc’s of blood, losing more by the second.” 

“Chest films?” you asked, taking the scans and holding them up to the light, “damn it,” you motioned one of your interns over, “what do you see?” you asked.

“It’s pressing against his heart,” they answered and you nodded. The on-call trauma surgeon entered the bay and you gave him a verbal assessment of the patient and he nodded as he handed the films back. 

“Run point, page me if you need me,” he said as he moved to leave.

“Wait, sir- run point? I’ve never run a trauma-”

“In three hours you won’t be able to say that anymore,” he answered, “you’ve got this, Jupiter. Page if you need anything,” he replied as he left the room. 

You looked to the nurse beside you, “did that just…?” she nodded. “Okay, uh… we’ve gotta move. Call up to OR four, tell them we’re coming and to load up on O-neg, page cardio, have them meet us there. Let’s move people, and carefully, that bullet is one jostle away from tearing his heart apart.” you ordered as your intern looked at you with wide eyes.

“There are no cardio surgeons on call, Williams is in surgery for the next few hours,” he said and you looked at him expectantly.

“Okay, so what are you going to do?” you asked, gesturing for the team to take him to the OR and prep him, and the intern looked at you like a deer caught in the headlights as he looked side to side over the ER as if he was looking for a lifeline. “Dr. Samuels, I am asking you what are you going to do for your patient?” you asked again.

“I don’t uh- can we wait? We can-” 

“Can we wait? There is a bullet lodged in that man's chest and you want to wait for Dr. Williams?” you raised your voice now, looking at him incredulously. You sighed when he realized he wasn’t going to get it, “get Dr. Kerr on the phone now. Give him the patient history and tell him we need cardio, I will page trauma and we’ll get him opened up. He needs to hit the ground running when he gets here.” you said and he nodded as he stood there. “What part of now do you not understand? Go!” you said, sighing forcefully as he scurried away and you ran a hand over your forehead as you felt a hand tug on your elbow and you turned to meet those green eyes you loved so much. 

“Hey, rockstar,” he said with a bright smile and your eyes widened as you wrapped your arms around him, careful not to let your gloves touch him, and you pulled them away and discarded them as he let you go.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, motioning for him to move with you as you headed for the elevators. 

“Finished my mission, got some last minute leave and thought I’d come see you. You are a hardass, Jupiter,” he chuckled.

“You saw that?” you asked sheepishly as you hit the buttons for the OR floor and the gallery floor. “I want nothing more than to leave with you right now but, I…” you trailed off and he just nodded.

“You’re saving lives, I knew you’d be busy, I just wanted you to know I was here.” he said and you smiled up at him as the doors opened.

“Okay, uh… I can’t go with you, I need to be scrubbed like twenty minutes ago, follow this hallway, find the gallery for OR four, if anyone asks you’re a med student from Baylor.” you directed, kissing his cheek as you pushed him out of the elevator and frantically pressed the close button. You bounced from foot to foot as you scrubbed, truly only thinking about the moment you could leave this hospital and finally spend some time with Jake.

“Dr. Jupiter, good call on paging Dr. Kerr, knew you could handle running point, he’ll be here shortly,” the trauma surgeon said as you entered the OR and smiled beneath your mask at the scrub nurse who held out gloves for you.

“You do know that’s not actually my name, right sir?” you asked, stepping up to the patient.

“It’s got a good ring to it…” he said with a chuckle and really you didn’t mind… truthfully you didn’t care what people called you as long as it had doctor in front of it. The surgery was seamless, well about as seamless as removing a bullet from someone's chest could be, and when Dr. Kerr scrubbed in he even let you pull it out.

“Have you given any thought to a specialty?” he asked as he instructed you to close the patient. 

“Yes sir, I’m starting my applications for trauma fellowships,” you answered and he nodded.

“Good. Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to steal you as my cardio fellow when the time comes, you’re great with hearts but you’ve got a knack for handling stressful situations. We can teach you how to throw a whip stitch and remove tumors but we can’t teach you how to stay calm.” 

“Thank you, sir.” you replied as you smiled under your mask.

“I’ll monitor the patient post op, you go ahead and get out of here,” he said and you started to shake your head.

“That’s okay, Dr. Kerr… you weren’t even on call, I don’t mind.” 

“Go get that boy from the gallery and enjoy your night… there will be plenty of time to make up for it when you’re my age.” he replied.

“Sir, I- I’m sorry-” you started but he just chuckled.

“Your secret is safe with me… snuck my wife in several times during residency. Now go,” he repeated and you nodded as you stepped back and began removing your gown and gloves. 

You motioned up to Jake as you exited the room and met him on the gallery floor where he all but tackled you in a hug, “holy shit, Jupiter, that was insane.” he said and you giggled as he lifted you from the floor. When he set you down you tugged his arm to follow you as you made your way to the residents lounge to change out of your scrubs and grab your belongings, answering every one of his excited questions about the surgery as you went.

“So, what would you have done if the bullet actually punctured his heart?” he asked and you chuckled as your friends all looked at you questioningly.

“Well, in that case we would have relied on the films to tell us how far it had gone and what exactly was compromised but other than that we would just have to figure it out as we go… GSW’s are all unique and there’s no real way to prepare for them, you just gotta deal with what comes up.”

“Is this one of the med students from Baylor?” Jordan asked, another third-year like you.

You shook your head with a laugh, “no, this is Jake, my best friend.” you introduced and Jake extended his hand.

“The infamous Jake, I guess you’re who we have to thank for everyone calling this one Dr. Jupiter,” he said and Jake looked at you, chest swelling with pride.

“Do they really call you that?”

“They sure do, I meant it when I told you that nickname really stuck.” 

“We’re all headed out for a drink, do you guys want to join?” Jordan asked and you shook your head.

“Maybe tomorrow night, if you’ll be here?” you asked, smiling when Jake nodded. “No offense but I spent eighty hours a week with you and I haven’t seen this one outside of a screen in too long.” You felt like you had floated the entire way home, laughing with Jake like it was old times except it wasn’t… he had just watched you in surgery and surprised you with a visit on his first time stateside in months. He’d kissed your cheek before you jumped in the shower and ordered pizza the same way he always did back home, but when you got out he’d shown you photos of his F/18 and a video he took from the air. Looking at him now he was all grown up, his muscles had filled out and there was an edge to him he never had before… and as he looked at you he thought the same thing. You’d grown into yourself, and he could tell just by looking at you that you’ve seen a lot in your short time as a resident. You’d gone on a giggly late night beer run but instead of sneaking into his parents garage you were walking the streets of Boston and pointing out all of the sights as you went, taking him the long way instead of to the convenience store just down the block.

“So, I’m starting to apply for fellowships for next year,” you said as you sipped your beer next to him on the couch. 

“Anywhere cool?” he asked and you nodded.

“Baylor is an option, they’ve got an amazing facility but I don’t know how I feel about going back to Texas,” you chuckled, “right now San Diego is at the top of my list.” 

He smiled softly, “we keep just missing each other,” he said and you cocked your head in confusion. “When I leave here in a few days I’m headed back to Top Gun.”

“Top Gun? What, did they realize you failed the first time?” you teased and he shook his head.

“Something about a top secret mission, I don’t know anything yet but it’s probably pretty serious if they’re sending me back there for new training,” he said and you nodded in understanding.

“You know… I’m really good at college applications, it’s not too late to be a doctor in a safe hospital, I promise it’s just as exhilarating as flying a plane.” you tried and he laughed at your effort.

“Sweetheart, don’t get me wrong… I loved watching you in action today but I was so close to throwing up several times, I mean his heart was just… out there in the open, and you were touching it with your bare hands.”

“I was gloved,” you interjected.

“Same difference,” he replied, “besides, you can’t speak to the exhilaration of flying a plane until you’ve done it.”

“That’ll be the day,” you laughed, finishing your beer and setting it on the coffee table. “No more work stuff… how are things on the personal front?” you asked, but it was clear what you were really asking.

“That was subtle,” he chuckled and you just shrugged. “Dating isn’t exactly easy with what I do… no one sticks around past their first deployment… and I get it, it’s a lot to ask of someone,” he said and you nodded. 

“Hangman, the notorious ladies man,” you said and he narrowed his eyes at you.

“You’ve been talking to Coyote,” he accused and you laughed.

“Worried I’m going to steal your second best friend?”

“Incredibly worried, if it’s a competition I’m sure as hell not winning,” he said and you laughed again.

“From what I hear Hangman would never admit to being incapable of winning something…” he just shook his head at you.

“You know, I kinda like hearing you use my callsign…”

“Is that so?” he nodded, “well don’t get used to it, I think it’s silly… and I can’t wrap my head around it, you leaving people hanging? Just seems so unlike you.”

“It’s a different world,” he shrugged, but you knew there was more to it he wasn’t sharing. You weren’t going to press.

“Is Jupiter like, my callsign?” you asked and he nodded again. “Look at me, like a cool pilot with a callsign.” you picked up your phone as it dinged on the coffee table and squealed in delight, “guess who got their shift covered tomorrow?” 

“You didn’t have to do that,” he sighed and you shook your head.

“I see you, what, twice a year? Maybe three times if we’re lucky? There are a lot of people who owe me for covered shifts and I’m just cashing in. Besides, what would you have done? Wander around Boston all sad and lonely, or even worse wander around the hospital all sad and lonely?”

“Why in both scenarios am I sad and lonely?” 

You ignored the question, “come on, off to bed. You need your beauty rest for all the fun we’re going to get up to tomorrow.” you said, standing and tugging him from the couch. As you melted into him beneath the covers you felt your heart ache… you missed this. The two of you hadn’t been intimate together since that hotel room in Annapolis, you’d decided it would be for the best if you didn’t after a breakdown on your part at the airport and it was the right call. It made each departure just the slightest bit easier but you missed him in every sense. You missed the way his arms wrapped around you, encasing you in warmth and safety, and you missed the way his breath fanned over your face.

“Do you ever wish we weren’t so ambitious?” he asked and you opened your eyes to look up at him.

“All the time.” 

“Life’s easier when you’re not… I look at my sisters and I wonder how they’re content to live the life they do but I realized it’s not about the job or the success for them, they built families and that’s why they’re happy.” 

“I don’t think we would be though.” you replied, and as much as it hurt you to admit, you truly believed that.

“No?” 

You shook your head before laying back down on his chest, “no. I’ve thought about it, quite a lot actually… one of us following a less demanding career path, and in every scenario the one who did ends up resenting the one who didn’t.” 

“You’re probably right,” he mused. “Do you think we’ll ever get our moment again?”

You sighed softly, “I don’t know… I hope we do.”

“Me too, sweetheart… me too.”

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(tw, knife play!)

You leant against Marc as you both watched TV and he subconsciously ran his fingers up and down your arm.

"I was thinking of something." Marc muttered as you hummed in response.

"What if... We were to mark you?" He asked as you looked up at him.

"What do you mean?" You asked as he smiled shyly.

"Well, you could have our initials on your body somewhere... Either tattooed or...something else." He muttered, you sat up and tilted your head a little.

"Like what?" You asked, you could sense the excitement in his tone.

"Well, what if me or Jake carved it into your skin?" He suggested, not being able to look at you.

You smirked a little and made him look at you.

"I would like that... That way everyone knows who I belong to." You replied before he lunged forward and kissed you passionately making you chuckle a little.

You kissed him back before he pulled away a little and you saw a familiar smirk.

"I knew you'd say yes, mi amor. So devious." Jake said making you laugh again.

"I thought you'd like my answer." You whispered, leaning up to kiss him again.

"Do you want me to get some numbing cream? Or do you want it to hurt, hmm?" He asked as you smiled and leant closer.

"I want it to hurt."

--

You sat in the bathtub with Marc, your thighs over his as he cleaned the area to was about to carve into.

"Lean your head on my shoulder." Marc said as you nodded and did as he said.

He brought out the clean silver knife and pressed it into your skin making you whine in pain and close your eyes.

"That's a good girl." Marc whispered as he watched the blood drip from your skin.

He loved the way your body twitched everytime he moved the blade.

"That's it, I've got one letter done, baby." He whispered as you nodded and gripped onto him and hid your face in the crook of his neck as you started to cry softly.

Your cries sounded so sweet in Marc's ears.

He paused for a moment and you looked at the M he had carved.

"Being so good for us, mi amor." Jake whispered, you knew he'd want to do some part of this.

Jake pressed the blade in one more time as you cried more.

"Yes, darling. My perfect girl." He reassured you as he continued.

He eventually finished the J and gave you a moment before he started on the S.

You knew Steven would enjoy the idea but not so much the actual act of hurting you.

By the end you were crying uncontrollably, it didn't hurt that bad but in a way it had triggered your adrenalin and emotions.

Jake started to patch you up as he reassured you.

"Such a good girl, you're so beautiful." He whispered, kissing the side of your head.

"How about I make you dinner while you rest, my love?" He asked, gently wiping away your tears.

"I'd love that."

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could I pls request sidney Prescott x fem!reader in scream 4 and 19 year old friend of jill? Need her so bad bro 😩

Best Friend's Hot Cousin

Sydney Prescott x Fem!Reed!Reader

Summary: Who knew your best friend's cousin was so hot? Plus, Ghostface is back.

Warnings: R gets stabbed, my terrible writing

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: Sorry, it's not my best work! Sorry it took so long, I kind of rushed it at the end there.

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Your sister was driving you and your other friends to school, so she had woken you up early by throwing a pillow at your face. As you grumble that you’re up, she smacks you again, causing you to leap up, grab her waist, and throw her on your bed.

“I said I was up, Kirb. Chill the fuck out.” Kirby scoffs, grabbing her keys as she moves to head downstairs. You follow after your little sister, hopping in the backseat. You guys take off down the street, accidentally speeding past Sheriff Dewey Riley.

Kirby curses to herself while you yell, “Sorry, Sheriff!” out the window. You reach your destination with no other incidents, and Kirby honks the car horn to get your friends, Jill and Olivia, outside and into the car. Jill comes outside quickly, hopping in. 

Right away, Kirby begins defending herself. “Okay, so, don’t get upset. Trevor called me last night.” Jill groans, and you laugh. “That fucker is really desperate. J, you dated a clingy bitch.” Jill ignores you, opting to question Kirby more.

“Why’d he call you?” Kirby shrugs, replying, “He knows I have your ear.” She then looks across the street, muttering, “Where’s Olivia?” When she honks a second time, Olivia finally jogs to the car. She joins in on the conversation, but you just space out until Jill’s phone begins to ring.

She picks up, confused as to why this person was calling her, and is only on the phone for a few seconds. When she hangs up, she announces that it was a prank call. You go back to spacing out until you arrive at school. You go through the day in a haze, until you and everyone else in your class gets a notification. 

Glancing down at it, you see the announcement that two of your classmates had been murdered. You quickly escape class, finding your sister and her friends. While talking to them, you find out that the prank call that Jill received this morning had been from one of the dead girls' phones. As you were talking, she received another call.

As she was on the phone, her face visibly paled and she started talking more hurriedly. Kirby snatched the phone from her and put it on speaker, wanting to hear what the caller was saying. They just catch the end of what the distorted voice is saying. “I pick you. Don’t disappoint me.” 

You and your friends sit in silence for a second before you pull your phone out of your back pocket. “I’m calling Dewey.” Jill and Kirby nod, the former still in shock at the phone call she had just received. 

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You sit in the interrogation room with Kirby, Jill, and Olivia. Dewey enters the room, quickly followed by Jill’s mom and the prettiest woman you have ever seen in your life. Your jaw drops, and you can’t stop yourself before you mutter, “Holy shit.”

Apparently you weren’t as quiet as you thought, because the woman’s face turns a light pink and your sister lets out a snort. Your face turns bright red, and you put your head in your hands in embarrassment.

Jill tries to move past your embarrassment, turning to the woman and exclaiming, “Sydney! How are you?” Your face becomes even more red when you realize that this is your best friend’s cousin. The one who was coming to stay with her for a bit. Of course the super hot lady had to be your best friend’s cousin. 

Sydney rushes to Jill's side and grabs her hand. She seems oddly composed, and she replies, “Under the circumstances, not spectacular. But you’re safe. Dewey is going to do all he can to keep you and your friends safe.” 

Jill glances over at you and Kirby. “Kirby and Y/N’s parents are out of town. Can they stay with us, mom?” Ms. Roberts nods, and you grin at your sister. You always enjoyed staying over at Jill’s house, and now it was going to be even more awesome with your new sudden crush under the same roof.

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When you arrive at the Roberts household, you quickly call dibs on the open guest room. Kirby groans, knowing that she was going to have to share a room with someone now, but she lets you have it. Jill comes to her rescue by offering her a spot in her room, leaving both you and Kirby happy.

As you unpack your things, you hear someone coming into the room behind you. You assume it’s Ms. Roberts, so you say, “Do you need something, Ms. R?” When you turn around, you come face to face with Sydney. 

“Oh! It’s you. Did you, um… did you need something?” Instead of answering you, Sydney moves forward and sits on the guest room bed. You try to keep the pink creeping up your face down, but it clearly doesn’t work as Sydney lets out a giggle.

She stares at you for a second, watching you unpack and unfold your athletic uniform. “How old are you, Y/N?” Without looking up from your suitcase, you reply, “I’m nineteen.” You don’t think to ask why she wants to know, and you ignore the hope that it’s because she may be interested in you. 

“How come you’re in high school with Jill?” You can hear the genuine curiosity in her tone, making you want to answer any questions she may have for you. “I was held back a year. No big deal.” You see Sydney nod out of the corner of your eye, before seemingly getting lost in her own thoughts. 

“You alright over there?” You inquire. She quickly nods, snapped back to reality. Almost as quickly as she entered the room, she exits with a hasty goodbye thrown over her shoulder. 

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Throughout the course of a couple days, you got to know Sydney better. You became more and more comfortable around her, and your crush on her grew and grew. One night, the two of you were chatting and she was getting closer and closer to you. You were fully ready to kiss her when you heard a terrified scream from upstairs.

You and Sydney share a look before you vault over the back of the couch and run upstairs. When you burst into Jill’s room, you see Kirby and Jill staring in horror across the street. You can see someone in a Ghostface mask in Olivia’s room, making your blood run ice cold. 

You sprint back downstairs and throw open the front door before running next door. Sydney follows behind you, calling out to you, but you ignore her. You run upstairs in Olivia’s house, throwing her door open. Instead of finding Ghostface, you are met with a horror scene. 

You quickly exit the room, your stomach churning at the memory of the sight of your murdered friend. As you stumble to the stairs, you hear footsteps behind you. You whip around, but it’s too late to defend yourself as Ghostface swings his knife at you. 

He catches your arm, and you stumble backwards, falling down the stairs. You look up, seeing Sydney standing there with a knife, ready to defend you. When you look towards the top of the stairs, Ghostface is gone.

You can hear police sirens approaching, which makes you sigh in relief. Sydney helps you up and leads you out the door and towards one of the ambulances that had just arrived. 

She stands by you anxiously as you get patched up, hoping that you would be alright. As soon as the EMT is done, she shoves your shoulder and exclaims, “What the hell were you thinking? Running towards Ghostface empty handed?” 

You wince and sigh. “I don’t know, okay?! I just wanted to protect my friend. Is that a crime-” You are cut off by soft lips pressing against your own. You are caught off guard, but you quickly melt into it. When Sydney pulls back, you smile. 

She keeps her forehead resting against yours as she says, “Next time, we do it together. Okay?” You nod before kissing her again. 

Together. That sounds good.

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Decided to rewatch NATLA to properly form my own takes that’s been running through my mind: (I’ll have both things that I like and dislike.) Part 1

SPOILERS!

I like it like a friend from a hundred years ago: 

First and foremost, NATLA predominantly consists of Asian American Pacific Islanders. Good for them for creating a version that is more in their lens and creativity. 

The Bendiiing. All of the elements, except for Earth, are 10/10. I really want it to be more solid, especially on AangvsBumi. It’s not that bad though, so much better than…well u know. I’ll give it an 8/10. 

I rewatched it with a Filipino dub and it’s good, 9/10. Aang VO was convincing as a kid, so either they’re a great actor or a great kid actor. The jokes (Sokka’s sarcasm) hits better on my mother tongue

"You're my friend. You will always be my friend.” 

Avatar state under the ocean 

The costume. The only one that I do agree with everyone else that lacks is Zuko’s scar. They should’ve put prosthetics on the eyebrow. 

Zuko’s hair? Hello? They did a great job. Even though my sister and I sing Ariana Grande song whenever we see them swaying. It’s an integral part of his story, and I loved that they keep it. There’s an East Asian culture that indicates that kind of haircut as a punishment. I remember my History teacher taught me this in eighth grade but I forgot which it was, my bad. And the actor’s such a champ for having that hair IRL. 

My favorite actor performances: Gordon (Aang) superb acting. Liz (Azula). Utkarsh (Bumi). Justin Wong (Chong/SecretTunnelguy) sounds exactly like the character. Made up for my delusional expectation that Dee Bradley Baker would be in this. Ken Leung (Zhao) pisses me off so much, and that means he’s doing a great job. Dallas (Zuko) & Iroh (Paul). DDK's(Ozai) a natural idk if that's acting /j

Was it established in the OG that Katara's intro is a folklore/legend? Because yeah, I don’t mind that it is considered that way in this version. 

AAAAA, the Lieutenant Jee younger casting makes so much sense now! The 41st division is chef kiss. Zuko cryiiiing when he was being banished!? Dallas Lui ate! 

THE HYBRID ANIMALS LOOOK SO GOOD. The ostrich horse blended well with whoever rides them. It doesn’t look CGI to me. MOMO HIS MOMONESS, MOMO OF THE MOMO DYNASTY 

Any Zuko fight choreography (MY FAVORITE CHOREO DALLAS LOOKS FIIIRE). And Aang’s too (Oh hey).

Aang the Hype Man

The fallen Fire Nation ship behind Zukka fighting. (It’s in my notes idk why but I guess background details are a win) 

Aang and Iroh's interactions

NATLA Zuko (I don’t think there’s much of a difference though with the OG lol, and it’s probably because the NATLA directors/producers like Zuko) 

Camera direction 

The Found Family Hug™, what Netflix can do well.

End scene of Episode 1, is very cinematic. I can’t believe TV shows have come this far. I hope employees are paid well. 

The End Theme remains the saaame, and is added with cinematic effects as well.

The folly/sound effect at the start of Episode 2. Why is this the only episode with that flair? 

Creating a grave for Gyatso.

How Ozai’s forced unity/being totalitarian is represented. Reminds me so much of our own government, it amuses me. I know it’s not directly referencing that though. It’s good that they show it early on I guess. With the Fire Nation culty greeting as well. 

On a lighter note: THE AIR SPHERE/BALL whatevah, yes! More of this goofiness. How about instead of being inspired by GOT, NATLA should be inspired by Stranger Things in terms of fantasy + childhood simplicity balanced by this trauma they're going through. (Well, ST lacks worldbuilding cause it’s just normal Earth but anyway) 

Kyoshi Takeoveeer. I hope Roku gets more screen time someday though. Pls pls pls. 

They incorporated the OG character theme songs! Of course! The ones I noticed right away are the FireNation Siblings’. So if you watched OG Avatar and you watched the scene where a mysterious girl joins the infiltration of the FN Royal Palace, you’ll know who she is. 

Sorry not sorry, Daddy Dae Kim is daddying. (Although he did catch me off guard in Zuko’s Agni Kai lmao.) The plot.

The Aang VS Zuko fight! A reference to the Fortune Teller fight. The team did so well. 

Zuko The Master of Disguise Major In Stealing Clothes. Full-time Avatar researcher. 

A fourth wall foreshadows Bumi’s OOC for this version. Jet’s "he’s not like he used to be" in line. I mean they did warn us. 

Another 4th wall is the line “Things shouldn’t be here” referring to the prototype Fire Nation balloon. 

Nice animation with the retelling of Two Lovers legend.

Lu Ten Funeral scene ate. That single teaaaar. I recommend everyone who loves the animation to watch this scene. To feel something idk AHAHAHAH. 

The actors were convincing when interacting with CGI animals. Specifically the badger moles. 

ZUKO AND IROH SCENES! 

CGI’s great did not waste any money 

In Katara’s flashback. She experienced this in her present form. And when she was so scared to go to the place where her mom was killed, she immediately changed back to her young self. Like, I wanted that so bad when I was watching the flashback. I thought, this shouldn’t be the present-day Katara. There should be a moment when she switches back to young again. And they did. 

Big Iroh-like moment that makes you cry as an adult when Gyatso was reassuring Aang that the genoc*de wasn’t his fault, and shouldn’t blame himself. Ahh, and the subtle sadness as they say goodbye. 

Random eye drawing from Zuko. He’s an artist AHAHAHAH. Okay, I forgot which episode. Sincerely, unreliable narrator. 

Showing Zuko's scar when Aang says "Do you even know that lives are at stake". 

Basically every scene/plot they 1 by 1 copy from the show. Did not disappoint (well, maybe because OG showrunners were there). Blue Spirit, Siege of the North. 

Zuko’s room. I love me some character bedrooms. He’s like a TV Sitcom character for that. 

Gaang teamwork scenes! It works and it's dynamic. 

Hahn as an honorable man? Yes. I don’t like love triangles so much. I like me some camaraderie. And Ian (Sokka) acted well for feeling included and seen as Hahn recognized his value as warrior/intel. 

Zutara fight scene.

Two points that I don’t know if I like but it makes me realize some stuff:

Meek Katara. I know there are specific plot points that Feisty Katara is needed. But she was always nurturing, so I think it makes sense she’s…meek? That Jet scene explains it. Maybe because I relate to her being a log AHAHAHAH. But yeah, uh, I do not, ironically, have strong feelings against that water down.

Angry Bumi. IDK how to feel about him tbh. I always think Bumi is…harsh like that. Almost scary. But yeah, he never blames Aang. Still, it doesn’t feel out of place here. He will return anyway so he’s not this one-dimensional character that is only angry at his friend (hopefully). I never thought of how Bumi would actually feel. And that he will be upset, and now it’s sad because that’s like your friend when you were twelve years old and you wonder where he’s been all this time, and if he’s alive. And..war..never made it any better to process that emotion. So, we got two versions, one that is cautious and then eventually welcomes him, and another who's completely angry and blames a literal kid that he does not know the pain (from the war). Too real, and I personally don’t mind. 

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through the hourglass 222. brb x oc

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

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Surprising how having sex with your husband, on the kitchen counter, could help your humor. And even more when they repeated it in the shower.

So Beatrice was feeling a lot better, even if her mind was still foggy, “Okay so,” she sighs, checking her phone as Rooster watches her from the bed, his pajama pants still on while she chose to put on a dress to appear presentable, “I think- should we say the list of things again?”

“If you want to,gorgeous.”

"Okay, um," Beatrice began, her voice soft and slightly hesitant. She glanced at her phone, her fingers tapping the screen to unlock it, then back at the list in her hand. "It's Saturday, sooo..."

Rooster chuckled. "You don't have to worry about the list, babe," he said, giving her an encouraging smile. "We can go through it together, or we can just wing it. It's all about what makes you feel comfortable."

Beatrice nodded appreciatively, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Thank you, Roos," she said, her gratitude evident in her eyes. "I just... I want everything to be okay?"

Rooster stood up from the bed and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Hey," he murmured, his voice filled with warmth, "it doesn't have to be perfect. It just has to be us, enjoying each other's company."

Beatrice leaned into his embrace, her arms circling his waist. "I know," she replied softly, her voice muffled against his chest. "But you deserve the best."

Rooster's heart swelled with love for her. She was always putting others before herself, always striving to make everyone else happy. It was one of the things he admired most about her.

"And you," he whispered, his lips brushing against her hair, "deserve a night of relaxation and joy."

Beatrice looked up at him, her eyes searching his for reassurance. "I love you, Roos," she said, her voice filled with sincerity.

Rooster smiled down at her, his fingers gently tilting her chin up so he could capture her lips in a tender kiss. "I love you too, Bea," he replied, “But anyway, let’s review the list again.”

“Yeah,yeah…” she pauses, then parts her lips, “Uhhh,so, hospital to check on the twins,” she says while unfurling her fingers

Rooster pulled away from the kiss with a soft smile. He could see the mix of emotions in Beatrice's eyes, and he wanted to make sure she felt completely at ease about their plans for the evening. 

He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "Hospital to check on the twins," he repeated, acknowledging the first item on their list.

Beatrice nodded, her fingers nervously toying with the edge of the paper. "Yes," she confirmed. "I just want to make sure they're doing okay. I know they're in good hands, but I miss them."

"I miss them too," Rooster admitted, his voice soft. "It’ll be over before we both know it.."

Beatrice smiled at his words, her worries momentarily eased. "Thank you, Roos," she said. "Your support means the world to me."

Rooster leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Always, babe," he replied. "We're in this together."

With that reassurance, Beatrice continued to go over their plans. "After the hospital," she said, "Buy stuff for Nikki’s birthday and your birthday next month."

“Already?”

“Yeah,I think it’d be fun.”

He wasn’t complaining, hell he’ll be 39 next month, but he wasn’t sure. It was…almost too soon? But his eyes dropped on Beatrice’s face- the bags under her eyes were more purple than usual but her smile was bright as she voiced the items they should get…he didn’t want to break her happiness with his questions. “You have…an idea for the birthday? Since me and Nikki share it.”

Beatrice's eyes lit up as she delved into her ideas. "I was thinking of a 'High-Flying Adventure' theme," she said, her words coming out in a rush while splaying her hands as if it was a banner. "We could have aviation-themed decorations and activities!"

He had always admired Beatrice's ability to come up with unique and thoughtful ideas and it was so cute, she was so cute  "I love it," he said, genuinely impressed. "That...is actually so cool, you think we can find something like that?”

“I think so,” she shrugs, “I checked some places where we can get the stuff, if not I can always make some stuff up- oh! Or!Or!” she bounces on her feet, “We can have two parties. One for Nikki and one for you, except yours will be late and everyone can drink there.”

"You're really going all out, Bea."

Beatrice grinned, her eyes sparkling as she shrugs at him "Why not?" she replied. "You both deserve the best celebrations, and this way, we can make sure each of you gets a party that's tailored to your interests."

Rooster couldn't argue with that logic. He loved the idea of having a unique party that celebrated both his and Nikki's passions. And the thought of having a separate party where he could enjoy some drinks with friends was definitely appealing.

And of course, there’s also always the option of someone acting nuts while drunk - Jake- and he had to film it.

"You're full of surprises," he teased, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I can't believe you've already thought of all this."

Beatrice leaned into his embrace, her laughter soft and melodic. "Well,I did have a lot of time to think, to write stuff down and…and such.” she shrugs again,sheepishly, “You know?”

Rooster pressed a kiss to her temple, "You're amazing," he murmured. "I'm so lucky to have you."

She looked up at him with a warm smile, her eyes filled with affection. "I'm the lucky one," she replied, her fingers gently tracing patterns on his chest. "Alright," Beatrice said, pulling away slightly, "back to the list."

Rooster chuckled and released her just enough to change positions and hold her from behind, pressing his nose on her scalp, allowing her to return to the list of plans for the day.

"Next on the list," she continued, "is the park for the dogs." she says, “Make sure they run around a bit, lose some energy, then uh…” she looks down, “Then we can…go out,with Nikki…if that’s okay- I-I know it’s important for us to have ‘couple time’ but-” but he just smiles down at her,kissing her still moving lips gently.

“You worry so much,gorgeous." he whispers, “You know I won’t mind it, never will.”

Beatrice's shoulders visibly relaxed at his words, and she turned in his arms to face him. Her eyes held a mixture of gratitude and love. "Thank you Roos.” she looks down at her list, “I-I,I think this is pretty much it.” she whispers, shrugging at him, “Unless..there’s something I forgot?”

Rooster considered the list for a moment before shaking his head with a smile as he locks his fingers on her lower back, keeping her in place. "I think you've covered everything," he said. "Nothing else comes to mind."

She sighed in relief, whispering a quiet, ‘okay’ mainly to herself before she looks down at her phone, eyebrows furrowed, “...well…i mean,I–” she frowns, “I think it’ll be good for me, for my…mind, to ease things up a bit,you know?” she shrugs, “...of course that what happened helped me a lot.” her cheeks turn red and his smirk widens.

How adorable was that they’ve been together for four years and he still could make her blush.

Beatrice rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart,almost trying to hide her face because she knew he was amused. It was a comforting sound no matter what, “Oh!” she lifts her head, “I wanted to ask, when is your promotion? The celebration,I mean,” she pauses, “There is a celebration,right? Or…or is that just in my mind? I’m a terrible military wife, oh God.”

"You're adorable when you blush," he whispered, his voice filled with affection.

Beatrice playfully swatted his chest, her smile bright and infectious. "Stop it," she teased, holding both of her cheeks with her hands, “You are cruel.” but she was smiling.

He chuckled, kissing the top of her head"It's coming up soon," he replied, "And yes, there is a celebration planned. You're not a terrible military wife at all, Bea. You've been my rock through all of this. Just because you aren’t sure doesn’t make you terrible."

“Hrmmm.”

“Baby.”

Beatrice's eyes softened as she looked up at him. "I just want to make sure I'm there for you," she said, her voice sincere. "Your career is important, and-and I’ve only been to a Navy celebration once.” she whispers, playing with her hands, ‘So I don’t want to mess anything up.” 

Rooster leaned down to capture her lips in a tender kiss. Keeping their lips together for a few seconds and swallowing her giggles when she kissed him back, “You are more important." he whispered against her lips. "And you won’t mess anything up." her lower lip jutted out in a pout

Rooster couldn't resist her adorable pout, and he peppered her face with soft, lingering kisses, eliciting a delightful giggle from Beatrice. "You're the sweetest," he murmured between kisses, his voice warm with affection. "And I promise, you won't mess anything up. You being there is all that matters to me."

Beatrice's smile returned, brighter than ever. She wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him into another passionate kiss. Only breaking away to ask "When is the celebration, anyway?"

Rooster considered her question for a moment. "It's scheduled for the end of next month," he replied. "So, after my birthday."

Beatrice nodded, her mind already racing with ideas for the celebration. "We should start planning," she suggested. "I want it to be special for you."

“Gorgeous, there’s no need to do that.”

“Well…you sure?”

He nods, kissing her knuckles, “You won’t have to do anything, just join me when it happens…alright?” Beatrice chewed her lower lip, then smiled, nodding “Alright, let’s go then.”

-

Nicole loved going out grocery shopping now that she could walk and talk, a little bit. Even if her parents kept her on the cart’s seat, she was always looking around doing something, “Aa!” she points “Chimp!’

Rooster, who was leaning on the cart as Beatrice walked ahead, looked to where Nicole was pointing. A Mr.Chimp themed cereal,oh boy, “You can’t have that yet, Nikki.”

Beatrice, a few steps ahead in the aisle, turned around to see what the commotion was about. When she saw Nicole's fascination with the cereal, she chuckled. "Oh, Mr. Chimp, huh?" she said, her voice filled with amusement. "We'll get you something yummy in just a bit, sweetie."

Nicole responded with a happy gurgle, her attention quickly shifting to a shiny display of apples nearby. She extended her hand, trying to reach for one.

Rooster gently moved closer to the apples, picking out a vibrant red one and handing it to Nicole. "Here you go, Nikki," he said, placing the apple in her tiny hand. "A healthy snack while we finish our shopping." which she couldn’t eat yet, so he placed it inside the cart instead, “Anything else we need?”

Beatrice chewed her lower lip,checking the list, “Maybe more veggies.” she says, “Potatoes? Yeah,potatoes.” she turns towards the vegetables then stops, her face going white, “Rooster.”

“What?” he straightens his spine once he notices her demeanor change, “What’s going on?” Beatrice shuffles towards him and tries to point to where she was looking at…Miranda. Miranda was there, messing with some fruits, “Oh.”

“Why is she here?” she whispers, “I’ve never seen her here,Roos.”

Rooster's eyebrows furrowed as he followed Beatrice's gaze to where Miranda was standing. Seeing Miranda, their…very weirdly friendly not so friendly neighbor was weird. "I'm not sure why she's here," he replied in a calm tone, "but it's probably just a coincidence. Let's not make a big deal out of it, okay?" unless she saw them.

Then he could easily carry his girl out.

Beatrice nodded, trying to keep her composure. She kept her eyes on the blonde woman, while holding to Rooster’s bicep as they turned to the opposite way. Nicole, oblivious to the tension in the air, continued to babble happily, her focus shifting from the apples to the colorful cereal boxes on the shelves. She seemed entirely absorbed in her own little world.

Rooster decided it was best to keep moving, to go about their shopping as if Miranda's presence were inconsequential. He took the lead, pushing the cart forward and guiding Beatrice and Nicole down the aisle.

As they moved away from Miranda, Rooster couldn't help but glance back discreetly. Miranda was still browsing the fruits, apparently unaware of their presence. He wasn't sure if she had noticed them, and he hoped that they could finish their shopping without any uncomfortable chatting.

Beatrice, on the other hand, was finding it difficult to shake off the sense of unease. She discreetly kept an eye on Miranda as they continued with their shopping. “Is she looking?”

“No.”

“Okay.” she whispered, “You are taller than me, so you can see it better Roos.”

Rooster continued to navigate their cart through the store, and Beatrice clung to him as they moved farther away from Miranda. Although she was doing her best to remain composed, the unexpected encounter had rattled her.

As Rooster reached for a box of pasta on one of the shelves, Beatrice leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper. "Is she still there?" she asked, her anxiety evident.

Rooster casually glanced over his shoulder, making it seem like he was checking something on the shelf behind him. "No, she's moved to a different aisle," he replied quietly. "We should be fine."

Beatrice let out a small sigh of relief. "Good," she said, gripping the cart's handle a bit tighter. "I just... I don't know how I would've handled it if she had come over." she says, “You remember the last time–”

“Beatrice! Oh Beatrice!” How did she get here, he saw her moving to another aisle. “Sweet pie! Well,” Miranda props a hand on her waist, “What a surprise!”

Beatrice's heart skipped a beat as Miranda's voice called out to her. She felt a sudden rush of anxiety as she turned to see their neighbor standing right behind them. The surprise in her voice was far too cheerful for Beatrice's liking.

Rooster tensed beside her, his protective instincts kicking in. He placed a comforting hand on Beatrice's back as she forced a polite smile. "Miranda," Beatrice greeted, her voice strained. "What brings you to the grocery store today?"

Miranda's bright blue eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief as she glanced at the items in their cart. "Oh, just doing a little shopping," she replied casually. "And what about you? Stocking up for the apocalypse?"

Beatrice managed a nervous chuckle, a dry ‘ha ha ha’. "Something like that," she replied, her grip on the cart's handle tightening. "Just trying to make sure we have everything we need."

Miranda leaned in closer, approaching Nicole in a way that made Rooster furrow his brows . "Oh, is that your little girl?” Nicole’s cheerful look immediately disappeared, “Well, isn’t she precious?”

Beatrice's unease deepened. She placed a hand on Nicole’s back as she kept her eyes on Miranda "Yes, this is Nikki." she replied quietly "She’s…our oldest.”

“Oldest? Oh my my, she looks lovely…”Miranda's smile widened, and she tilted her head slightly. “You know, Beatrice, you can always count on me if you need anything. I'm just next door."

Beatrice's smile tightened, and she nodded politely. "Thank you, Miranda," she said, her tone cool. "We'll keep that in mind."

Miranda seemed to take the hint and straightened up. "Well, I won't keep you any longer," she said, her tone suddenly sweet. "You three have a lovely day, Beatrice."

"You too, Miranda," Beatrice replied curtly.

As Miranda sauntered away, Beatrice let out a shaky breath, leaning forward on the handle as she tries to calm her heart. Rooster could feel her tension, and he gently squeezed her shoulder. "You did great," he whispered to her. "Let's just finish up and get out of here."

Beatrice nodded, her heart still racing. She couldn't help but feel that Miranda's appearance and conversation were anything but coincidental. But for now, all she wanted was to put some distance between them and their neighbor.

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

ALRIGHTYYYYY GOOD MORNING EVERYONE AND GOOD DAY! TODAY WE’LL BE REACTING TO

MONKIE KID SEASON 4 EPISODE T W O (2)

Now, I know all the episodes are all out, and I do have access to them, but because I am totally normal about this show I will be watching one ep a week over the next few weeks. I like squeezing every ounce of enjoyment of this show that I can so I shall be pacing myself or else I will lose my mind bG;LKAWMFEW;F

ALRIGHT OFC IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN IT SPOILERS AHEAD, AND IF YOU HAVE, WARNING FOR KNOX ALL CAPS AS ALWAYS BGSDKFMWEF

HERE WE GO

SHOOT WAIT I JUST RECALLED WHAT THE FIRST EP WAS SCREEAAAMS

theme song nothing but good vibes, the best vibes, I’m… v excited for this

.

. . . . . ..

th

;-;

DBK laugh ;-;

hmbgbnk AYO??

OH MY HDDBGLSD;KFMDS

THE

THE OPENENINGDSF

THE WAY TO OPENGLSDKMF THE

AA AAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I adore him

You guys I love this guy, look at everybody watching him laughbGLA;KWMEF PLS

(found an animation error, during the first shot monkey king’s tail is yellow and not the usual reddish brown)

SCREAMS ITS A FLASABCKGLS;DKFME

AA AAA

K

SO I KNEW THIS

WAS GONNA HAPPEN I DID

I DID ID DID  ISWEAR

AA

AAAA

aw the fruit n stuff looks so nice, I love the detail of it al being fruit pls

AAAAAAAAAAAA

MACAQUE

*FLIPS TABLE*

HECKING

THE WAY MONKEY KING’S SITTING ON HIS CHAIR PLS

SORRY I HAVENT’ EVEN

GOTTEN PAST THE SECOND SHOT PLS

I NEED TO APPRECIATE EVERYHTING ITS FAMILY DINNER GUYS /J /J /J

ITS THE BACHLOR DINNER

IT FEELS LIKE IT IS DBK MARRIED AT THIS POINT? HECK I DON’T KNOW IT VIEBS LIKE BACHLORS I’M STILL ON THE SAME FRAME SAVE ME NBLA;FKMAWEF

THAT LION FELLA LOOKS SKETCHY TO ME SORRYGBSDFLKMAWEF

B I G  M A N

B I G LADS ON ONE END OF THE TABLE AND SMOLS ON THE OTHER HUH GBSDF;LKAMF

I’M SORRY THE WAY MACAQUE AND WUKONG ARE SITTING P L S

WUKONG LOOKS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO LEAP OUT OF HIS CHAIR AT ANY SECOND AND MACAQUE LOOKS LIKE A KID VISITING HIS MOM’S FRIENDS HOUSE FOR LUNCH PLS BGS;DFKMAW;OEFMAW;EF M

OKAY OKAY I GOTTA

PUSH PLAY AGAIN THIS

THIS SEASON IS GONNA KILL ME I’M SO READY

I’M OSRRY THIRD SHOT AND IT’S DBK’S SMILE I WILL CRY

BIRD’S LOOKING FUNNY SOMETHIGN ABOUT THAT POSE IS GETTING ME BGS;LKFMAWEF

TELL THEM WHAT YOUS AID NEXT HE’S LOOKING AT MONKEY KING PLS IS HE TELLING STORIES, PLS PLS GBDSL;FKMAWEF

.

you guys i’m going to cry the foot stomp ON THE TABLE, I ADORE THIS MONKEY Y’ALL I’M GONNA BGSLD;KFMAWOEI;FMAEF PLS, HE’S SO!!! AAAAA kay kay kay kay kay I HAD TO PAUSE ON THE TWANG OF THE MUSIC THERE BECAUISE PLS BGSA;DFKMAWE

hmbgdndlmf monke ;-;

HIS VOICE

THE BIG OL INHALE

YOU CAD

PLS HOW INVESTED AND THRILLED AND EXCITED DBK LOOKS

ELEPHANT MANS LOOKS PRETTY AMUSED TOO

MACAQUE DOES NOT BGS;LDFKMAWEF PLS

WHAT’S THE BIRDS NAME?? I’M SURE I’VE HEARD IT FROM SOMEBODY PENG??? OR SOMETHIG?? OKAY WELL BIRD FELLA LOOKING DOUBTFUL AS TO WHETHER OR NOT THIS STORY IS ACCURATEBGL;SAKMFAWEF

get urself a bro who looks at you like Dbk looks at Wukong fellas ;-;7

PLS

PLS WAIT THEY’RE ALL LOSING IT LAUGHING

PLS THEY’RE ALL LIKE TEARS IN THEIR EYES LAUGHING (no sign of macaque, its okay we know it’s cause he’s short /j /J /J I’M /J PLS BG;LSKFMA)

THE SWEEP THINGGBDLKMFAWE

GREAT SAGE EQUAL TO HEAVEEEEN

I AM

GOING TO CRY

I WILL CRY

MONKEY KING OUT

BANANA DROP

HIS FACE

THE THREE OF THEM LOSING IT LAUGHING

y’all young dbk actually has my soul this man is so boisterous LIKE FATHER LIKE SON I’M JUST SAYINGNSLD;FKMAEWF

Red son had to get his screeching from somewhere his mom doesn’t really talk that loudbG;LKAMWEF

SORRY OKAY YES YES, I AM ;-; this season is gonna destroy me i just know it bG;LKMAWEF

PLS I’M ONLY 54 SECONDS IN

.

I’m sorry elephant man you can keep taking in a second

Macaque.

Why

are you making

that face.

sir.

stop.

what is that

cEASE

OKAY LOOKING AWAY FROM MACAQUE MOMENT WHY IS HE SMILING QUIETLY LIKE I’LL THROW HIM INTO THE SUN

WE ARE MOVING ON LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND PERSONS

BACK TO THE ELEPHANT MAN who has some nice eye markings, pink eyes? excellent work yes correct

pls

I need a second

I’m actually tearing up

“well i’m paraphrasing but- they’re calling it THE HAVOC IN HEAVEN” *HEAVY GUITAR MUSIC*

I’M IN PIECES

EXCELLENT VOICE ACTING FOR THAT HAVOC IN HEAVEN LINE SPICIFICALLY

I’M

I WILL CRYBGDFLKAMOE YOU GUYS I’M NORMAL ABOUT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE CAHRACTERS ALREADY AS YOU CAN SEE

i am curious as to why the lion hasn’t spoken yet tho ig we’re only a minute in…I’MA JSUT PUSH PLAY AGAINGNSDL;KMFWE

BIRD

HITS HIM WITH  A CHAIR

i dunno why i just felt like it

MACAQUE THEME GBSDFKLAWEF

BRUH REALLY SPEAKKING

I DON’T KNWO WHY I WASN’T EXPECTNG THAT LEAVE ME ALONE I’M STILL THINKING ABOUT DBK LAUGHING SO MUCH

THE STARTLED LOOK FROM MACAQUE

WUKONG

WUKONG PLS BGSD;LKFMAWEF

MANS FR JUST LAYING ON THE TABLE

LOVE THIS GUY

i am gonna be here for so much longer than an hour aren’t i

WAILS LOUDLY

“CORRECTION!! WEEEEEE’RE GOING THROUGH WITH THIS”

LIKE ALWAYS

TWO MONKEY BROS GETTING INTO SOME CHEEKY MISCHIEF

THE WAY THAT LINE IS DELIVERED

THE GIGGLE AS HE SINKS OUT OF SCREEN THAT FACE IS HORRIFYING PLS BGSL;FKMWE

MACAQUE’S FACE THE WHOEL TIME I’M GONNGBDSFLKMAOIWEFM

PLS

MACAQUE BEING WORRIED

SCRREAAAAMS

SO WE’VE GOT

I SEE THE APPROACH THEY’RE TAKING OKAY

MACAQUE BEING THE ONLY SANE ONE HERE OKAYGBSDLFKMAWEFO;

NOPE YUP THEN WUKONG

YUP

THERE HE IS

I too lose braincells when surrounded by best bros :pensive_emoji:

PLS ITS THE FACT

HE’S DOING IT RIGHT IN FRONT OF DBK

BECAUSE OFC HE WILL DBK LAUGHS THE HARDEST

Y’ALL WUKONG JUST SEEMS TO REALLY LOVE MAKING HIS FRIENDS LAUGH I’M GONNA CRY

WHEEZING

OH OKAY

COWARDLY

IS THAT WHAT WE’RE CALLING SANITY THESE DAYS- /J /J

AWWW BIG BRAVADO BUNCH

again have you met a group full of 20 year old bros agreeing to do something ridiculous? yeah, the more of them there are the less braincells there will be and that is the vibe BGA;LKWMEFW THEY’RE JUST HYPING EACH OTHER UP PLS GBSDL;KFMAWEF  THIS IS SUCH A BAD THING TO HYPE UP BUT YOU KNOW WHAT GO OFF MY GUYS BGSD;FLKMWE

HMHM

AN UNEXPECTED TURN NGL

LION LAD HUH

BIG??

DBK SIR I THOUGHT YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT YOURSELF THAT MAN IS WAY SMALLER THAN YOUGBFG;ALKMFWE

the animation on DBK there tho 10/10

OH BRUH THEY ALL HYPING OVERTHROWING HEAVEN FR HUH??

INTERESTING APPROACH MONKIE KID, INTERESTING APPROACH

oh that voice actor tho

SHUT UUUUUP

SHUT UP WHAT IS THAT SPEECH

WHY IS HE LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT

FIRST OF ALL

I DON’T TRUST LIKE THAT

NO OFFENCE BUT ANYONE WHO HYPES UP MONKEY KING SPICIFICALLY GIVING HIM CREDIT LIKE THAT IS AUTOMATICALLY SUS IN MY EEYS BECAUSE NOBODY DOES THAT SO WHAT DOES HE WANT AND DOES HE JSUT WANT WUKONG TO TAKE THE FALL AND BE AT THE HEALM SO HE GETS THE BRUNT OF THE CONSEQUENCES

I’M SORRYYY I’M SUS OF THIS MAAAAN

THIS FEELS LIKE WHEN MACAQUE FIRST SHOWED UP

I’M SORRY IF I’M WRONG SIR YOU SEEM TOO BASHFUL AND GNEUINE TO BE TRUE

SUS

S U S

SUUUUUUSSSS

NOTHIGN BUT SUS

THIS MAN’S VIBES ARE OFF

HE SUS

I’VE WATCHED TOO MANY THINGS TO TRUST THIS LIEK THAT

I CAN’T EVEN CRY OVER THE FACT HE’S HYPING UP EVERYONE INTO SUPPORTING MONKEY KING LIKE THAT BECAUSE I’M TOO BUSY BEING SUSPICIOUS OF HIM PLSSSSS

them teef tho 10/10

THE IMMEDEATE AGREEMENT UHUH HOW HAPPY SWK LOOKS

I’M TELLING YOU GUYS THE LIONS SUS EVERYONE’S LAUGHING AND HIS EYES ARE ALL SHADOWED, HE’S AT THE END OF THE TABLE THAT LOOSK LIEK THERE’S LESS LIGHT I’M TELLING YOU MAN ITS HIM HE’S THE BAD GUY HERE I’MGBSD;LKFMAWEF

if i’m wrong dear lion i am so sorryHGSJDFKJL

HE SEEMS LIEK THE GUY TO HYPE BAD IDEAS AND PUT OTHER PEOPLE IN THE FRONT TELLING IT LIKE GIVING HTEM CREDIT WHEN IT’S REALLY TO SAVE HIS OWN SKIN AND MAKE OTHERS TAKE THE CONSEQUENCES

SU S

MACAQUE LOOKING SO ANNOYED BY THIS ANGY MONKEY MOMENT >:(

AND WUKONG NOTICING AND GOING DONT’ WORRY ABBOOUTTTT ITTTTTT

BUD

CALLED EM BUD EVEN BACK THEN

YOU KNOW THIS EXPLAINS MACAQUE’S SUPER MOCKING “BUD” WHEN WUKONG SHOWS UP TO SAVE MK IN THE MACAQUE EPISODE IT SURE DOES HIT HECK I’M GONN AHAVE TO GO BACK AND RE-WATCH ALL MACAQUE’S EPISODES AGAIN BECAUSE I GET THE FEELING STUFF WILL HIT HARDER AFTER THIS SEASON  

INHALES

WUKONG FR

BRUH FR

LIKE WE ALWAYS WANTED WHY AM I TAKING EMOTINAL DAMAGE FROM THIS

MACAQUES FACE

HE FR WANTS NOTHING MORE THAN TO DO JUST THAT

JUST CHILL AND VIBE WITH HIS FRIEND

SHAKES EVERYOEN AT THE TABLE

SCREAMS

WHATEVER YOU SAY WUKONG

dang tho the lion is actually pretty big i can see it in this last shot here Wukong and mac be TINY

THEY MONKEY UR HONOUR

HECK OKAY

WE’RE THREE MINUTES IN PLS BGS,;FKMAWEF

I’M GONNA BE HERE FOR SO LONG AREN’T I HECK BGSDKL;FME

NGL MAYBE BECAUSE I JUST MET THE OTHER THREE, BUT THE TRIO I CARE ABOTU THE MOST IS JUST MAC DBK AND WUKONG AND IF I HAD TO PICK A DUO I CARED ABOUT MOST I KNOW WE JUST GOT SOME INSANE WUKONG AND MACAQUE BUDS MOMENT BUT DBK AND WUKONG BRO-SHIP IS EVERYTHIGN TO ME RN Dbk edgy teen supporting his bro talking back to the principle fr bGL;KWMFEOWM

AA I’M JUST

SHAKES YOU

THEM

AAAAAA

THE WHOLE GROUP

THEYR’E SO

THEY ARE SO

ELEPHENT GUY’S VIBES ARE OKAY

BIRD IS… NOT THE BEST VIBES BUT LION IS BY FAR THE MOST SUS

ALL HE’S SAID IS THAT

AND OTHER THAN THAT HE’S JSUT SITTING THERE RESERVED

SUS

MEGA SUS

FR I’M CALLING IT NOW HE’S THE SEASONS VILLIAN

IF THAT’S HOW THIS WORKS

IF I’M WRONG I WILL GLADLY ACCPET IT

oh man the transition to

broken chairs

nobody even came to clean it up or take it away ;-;

SCREAAAMS

TAAAANGGGGG

TANG BUDDY

MAH MAN

MY DUDE

MATE

THE DRAMATIC MUSIC RIGHT MONKEY KING HAS BEEN DRAGGED INTO THE ABYSS OF INK AND YES GBSDF;LKMAW;EOF

dbk looking fly as always so true

THE SPLASHING INK ON THE BGSD;KLFMAWEF

YEAH

THEY LOOK HORRIFYING INK

SOMETHING ABOUT NEZHA AS INK SPICIFICALLY IS DESTROYING ME

I’m sorry I’d like to shake the hand of whoever drew Mei in this frame here 3:24 she’s gorgeous

You guys

you guys

I love

the whole crew

sm

hyping Tang i love them

Tang glowing oh so v proud about his powers AS YOU SHOUDL BE OLD MAN YOU’RE DOING AMAZING

but guys

PIGSY

PIGSY ABSOLUTE BELOVED

THE ULTIMATE DAD OF ALL TIME

ch

CHEEKY LI’LL ADVENTURE

YEAH AHAHA

TOTALLY KID

TOTALLY

YES

TAHT’LL BE

WHAT THIS IS :’D I CAN ALREADY TELL  |;A;/ (oh this is gonna devastate me oh maaaan)

MK

TRYING DESPERATELY TO REMAIN POSITIVE

LAD

MY DEAR LAD

MY DEAR DEAR DEAREST WONDERFUL LAD

YOU NEED THERAPY SO BADLY

SHORT SPRINT

THE

SWEAT AND THE HANDS IN POCKETS AND LINES AT THE EDGE OF HIS EYES, EYEBAGS,  SIR IS

NOT OKAY

YA’LL PLS HE’S NOT OKAY

MAN

its the way mei comes over and then pulls him to look away from the crew so its just the two of them and less pressure on him and AAAAA SHE’S CHECKING IN SO MUCH THIS SEASON TO ASK HIM IF HE’S OKAY

I MEAN WE’RE ONLY TWO EPISODES IN AND SHE’S ASKED IN BOTH OF THEM

MK PLS

SHE’S WORRIED ABOUT YOUUUUUUU |;A;/

“YUP”

NO YOU AREN’T LAD BG;LSDKMFAWOEF

AND MEI KNOS IT TOO

MAN THAT SPEED

OH HOW WE’LL LAUGH

PIGSY

GET YOUR SON THERAPY

I BEG OF YOU

YEAH YOU KNOW SOMETHINGS UP

WHERE’D THE INK DEMONS GO

DANG IT I NEED TO FOCUS MORE ON THE PLOT I’M SO BUSY SCREAMING ABOUT THE CHARACTERS I KEEP FORGETTING ABOUT THE PLOT I WANT MY MONKEY BACK

MEI YOU’RE SO RIGHT HOARDER

NOT AGAINGBS;LKFMAW;FEOIMAFAAHG;AKWLEMF

AHBGBSDF;KAMNGOIEHG;OIAWFABWFAW;FMNAW;FGMA;WGBAWFM;AWKEMFA;OIWEFNM

H

HAGNNGBNGMKSDF

HANG ON

HANG ONGSFFNAWL;KEMFAW

FR

FRBGS;KLM;AGOANMWE F

F R

I’M

PLS

PLS YOUI DON’T UNDERSTAND I ACTUALLY STARTED LAUGHIGN PLS BGSLKFME

THEY ACTUALLY

I WASN’T EXPECTING THAT

HE OPENED IT THBGBSDKFMWE

BACK UP

MK MIRRORING MONKEY KING

SANDY MIRORRING MK

PLS

INKS COMING BACK OUT

WELL, RIP

LETS SEE WHAT HAPPENS

you know it’d be comical if it just got sucked back in instantly and nothing happened

I doubt that’ll be it but i’m just saying it’d be funny comedy haha moment bG;LKAMWEF because it already got monkey king so

ANWYAY MAYBE WE’LL LOSE SANDY TOO HECK WAIT ARE WE LOSING SANDY HOLD UP

JUST THROWS TANG

HELPGNSDLKAMSD

THEY’RE GIVING THEM TEETH INDIVIDIUAL TEETH SO MUCH IN THIS SEASON PLS BGS;LKDFMA;WEF

I’M LOSING IT OVER THIS EXPRESSION

nice hair tho Tang

GIVE US OUR MYSTIC MONKEY BACK

DARN RIGHT

ILY TANG

MR. TANG

GIME A MINTUBEKGMS;KFMWE

TRIPITAKA

|;A;/

PIGSY’S FACE

OH THEY LOSE

THE PARENTALS

SCREAMS

SCREAMS SCREAMS

OH ITS THE

CREWGBS;DLKFMAWE

AAAAAA

YOU GUYS IU’MS SCREMAGINSDF

I’M SCREAMING

something about knowing all those echoing words and the people looming over them is from Wukongs memories possibly that’s

that’s something alright

THE GROUP GETTING SNATCHED BY THEMSELVES THO THAT’S SOMETHING

MEI SNATCHED BY MK

I HEARD THE WORD “WEAK” THIS TIME AND HEARD NOTHIGN ELSE

it would be interesting if it switched to theirs tho i’M SORRY I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO THINK ANYMORE I’M JUST SCREAMINGSDFLKMWEF

ARE THEY GONNA GO INTO THE SCROLL LATER AND THE PARENTALS ARE ALL LIKE, THE PAST VERSIONS OF THEMSELVES AND THEY HAVE TO TRIGGER MEMORIES TO GET THEM BACK OR ARE THEY GOING OT BE HAGNGING OUT WITHTHEIR PAST SELVES EITHER WAY I WILL CRY

NOOOOOOOOOOO

MK

TRUAMA

MK SO TRUAMA

MK IS

SO TRUAMA

JUST LOS TALL HIS MENTORS AND PARENTALS IN A DAY AND HE IS NOT OKAGSA;DLKFMAW;EFWAF

SCREAMSNGSA;LKFM

HANGNGNSDF

HANG ON

HANG ON I NEED A SECOND I NEED A SECON DI NENGNDLKFMDF

I NEED

A SECOND I CAN BARELY TYPE GIMME A MINUTE SHUT THE HECK UP

LION

THAT MAN IS HUGE

I LITERALLY PAUSED ON WHEN HE’S WAKLING PAST MK SIR’S MASSIVE THE HECK

WHY’S HE SO B I G  

i mean i know DBK is bigger but somehow this lion guy just feels huge

I’M FEELING FOR MK THO LIKE DANG

ALSO THIS LION GUY IS SUS AS HECK WHAT’S HE DOING HERE

I KNOW HE JUST SAVED THEM BUT I DON’T TRUST LIKE THAT

THE CAPE

SLITS IN THE SHOES FOR CLAWS PROBABLY

LOOK AT THEM PAWS

i can tell the fandom has probably been normal about this guy

yeah okay sunshine i wouldn’t trust you with a roll of toilet paper

FAIR THO MEI THAT IS B I G SWORD

I WANT THATBGSDFKL;MAO;WIEF

MEI PLS

THIS SEASON SEEMS TO WANT TO DO REALLY DETAILED EYES AND TEETH HUHGL;SDKFAWE

HUH

HUH

OKAY SO

HMHMHM

IS IT

HECK

WHAT IS IT

WHAT DOES IT MEEEAAANNN

DO THYE SEE WHO WOULD HURT THE MOST??

ARE THEY SAYING THINGS THEY SAID TO WUKONG OR DO THEY SAY STUFF THAT WAS SAID TO THE PERSON THEY’RE LUNGING FOR Y’KNOW WHAT I MEAN?

WUKONG WHY DO YOU HAVE THIS IN YOUR HOUSE

IS THE LIONS FACE JUST THAT BECAUSE THOSE ARE HIS BROS??

GENUINELY I DON’T TRUST THIS DUDE I KNOW HE LOOKS A LITTLE CRUSHED BUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HOOOOO

NAW THO LETS FREAKING GO??

THAT VIBE???

SWORD SWISHING???

SWINGING??

CALM?? AYO??? SIR??

THAT’S NICE

WOW SEEMS LIKE

YOU KNOW WHAT’S UP

SUS

HELP

HELPGNSD;LFMKAWEF

PLS

I’MGNSDLKFMSD

CHOKINGNSLDKMS

THEY JUST

HELPGNSDKFMAWOEF

YOU KNOW WHAT FAIR EVERYBODY NEW SEEMS TO ATTACK THEM

VERY FAIR

THEY JUST START KICKING HIM IN THE BACK PLS BGS;LKFMAW;OEIFM

HE JUST SAVED YOU GUYSGBSD;FLKAMEW F

THEY ARE SO VALID THO PLSGB;SLDKMF

“NO YOU HAND OVER THE SCROLL” as he’s pointing with the scroll

“we’ve got the scroll”

YOUR HONOUR

I ADORE THEM

WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL

NOW FREE OUR FRIENDS AND WE WON’T HAVE TO GET P H Y S I C A L

PLS BG;LSDKMFAO;WEF

THEY MEAN EVERYTHIGN TO ME BGS;LKFAMWEF

PLS GS;FSAJDFL

“you expect me to believe”

“YUPWE DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS FRIEND NAPPER IS” LOOKING SO PROUD ABOUT IT PLS BGSD;KFMA;WEF

SIX MINUTES AND THIRTY SECONDS IN I’VE BEEN HERE FOR AN HOUR ALREADGSD;LFKAMWEF WE’RE ONLY HALF DONE HECKGNLD;KFMWE

i love them

HECKING

SUS

KICK HIM

SCREAMS

WHY DO YOU KNOW THEM

FIGHT ME

HE SEEMS FRIENDLY BUT I DON’T TRUST HIIM

I LIKE HIM THO

THIS IS LIKE MACAQUE ALL OVER AGAIN CHARISMA AND RANCID VIBES

PLS

THE DRAMA

THE INTRO

YEAH BUDDY THEY DON’T KNOW YOUGBSDF;LKAMSDF

voice actor doing amazing

THE UDNERWORLD

I KNEW IT

WHEEZINGNS;DLKFMWE

YOU MIGHT HAVE

HEARD OF DBK

SOBS LOUDLY GOT A HABIT OF KEEPING PEOPLE ARMS LENGTH

YEAH SO HIM LAUGING AND DANCING ON THE TABLE AND MAKING HIS BROS LAUGH WAS ARMS LENGTH  HUH

S U S

I DON’T TRUST LIKE THAT

MISTAKES WERE MADE WE WERE YOUNG

SIR I WOULDN’T TRUST YOU WITH MY DEODORANT LET ALONE THESE KIDS YOU’RE NOTHING BUT SUS

PLS

GRABS HIS FREAKING MANE AND PULLS HIM THE HECK DOWNGBS;LDFKMAWE

MEI PLS YOU JUST MET THIS MAN

SHE HAS NO CONCEPT OF PERSONAL SPACE I ADORE HER

SWORN UNCLE

MEI I’M NOT SURE

IT WORKS LIKE THAT

WELL I MEAN IT KINDA DOES

WHAT I MEAN IS IT DOES SORTA WORK LIKE THAT BUT ALSO USED TO IS A THING HTAT WAS SAID AND ALSO HE’S SUS AND YOU JUST MET PLEEEAAASEEEE

h

hey mei you know that

monkey king’s not

actually my dad right

PLS

PLS I’M BGL;SKDFMAWEF

SO

I’M

THAT LINE IS ACTUALLY

THROWING ME INTO THE WALL

PLS

MEI ASSIGNED MONEKY KING MK’S DAD FR

SO TRUE GIRL

DW MK WE ALL KNWO IT’S TRUE YOU’VE GOT FATHER FIGURES TO SPARE

SENTIMENTAL AHA

AHA

CALLED IT

MEMORIES OF JOURNEY TO THE WEST, SPICIFICALLY HIS MEMORIES I CALLED IT I MOTHERFREAKING CALLED IT YOU HEARD IT HERE

YEEAAHHHHBOIIIIIIIIIIII

MK’S STOKED

UDNERSTANDABLE

AAAAAAA

YEAH

INTERESTING

A H ??

OH

AHA

YEAH?

Y

YOU DON’T SAY

YOU DON’T SAY

SCROLL TO IMPRISOIN WICKED SOULS IN THEIR PAST MISTAKES LIVING THEM OVER AND OVER AGAIN HUH

YOU DON’T SAY

sO WHO’S ALL IN THERE HUH

I MEAN OBV OUR CREW

BUT DANG

WHY WOULD YOU MAKE A SCROLL LIKE THAT

WAILS

WAILS LOUDLY

too LATE

FISTFIGHT ME

WE’D RISK IT FOR SURE

SO FREAKING TRUE

THAT’S CAP

CAP

CALLING CAP

MEANT EVERYHTING

I’M CALLING CAP

YOU’RE FULL OF CRAP

if not dang that’s p normal of you sir- *GETS HIT BY A CHAIR*

LOOK IF HE’S GENUINE I JUST THINK BROS ARE COOL AND DEDICATED FRIENDS ARE NEAT AND MAYBE QPR’S ARE FIRE, IF HE’S THE JERK I THINK HE IS I TAKE IT BACK BUT I’M JUST SAYING IT MIGHT BE NEAT TO THINK ABOUT GIVEN HOW HE WAS LOOKING AT MONKEY KING IN THE FLASHBACK him and macaque my gosh pull yourselves together, its okay everybody’s a little in love with monkey king platonically and otherwise likely pats pats //J /J /J …/hj I’M KIDDIIINGGGGGGGBGSD;FKMAWEOIFM

MOVING ON

OKAY LOOK MAN HE’S SUS

IF HE’S GENUYINE I WILL RE-WATCH THIS AND CRY BECAUSE THAT’S ALL I WANT TO HEAR ABOUT PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT MONKEY KING BUT THAT’S WHY I’M SO SUS BECAUSE NOBODY SAAAAYYSS THAAAAAAAT NOBDOY NOT ANYONE SO IF YOU ARE IT’S HECKA SUSSSSSSS

I DON’T KNWO WHY HE’S HELPING THEM BUT HE’S HECKA SUSSSS maybe he’s genuine and just shows a selfish side later and blames everybody else for his problems *COUGHS MACAQUE* /j /j i love macaque he’s doing amazing sir really was buddies with monkey king ;-;7

BIG BANG BOOM

sCREEEAAMSSSSS

HYPE MUSIC

HOLY THIS MUSIC

SUS

NO TRUST

KICKS YOU

SUPPORTIVE BFF HAND HOLD

UNCY LION

THAT FELT LIKE A YOU CAN DO ANYTHING MONKEY KING SPEECH PLS BGSD;LFMKAOWE

I DON’T TRUST THIS MAAAAAAAN

WELP THEY’RE IN

HERE WE GO

HECK

AAAA AAAAAA

OH MY GODS HERE WE GO

CHILLS

CHILLS CHILSL\SLSDKFNAN;IOEFMA;WEF;IOAMFSLKFM A

AHAAAAA AAAAA

AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

SCREAMS

OH MAN

THAT TOOK ME LIKE AN HOUR AND A HALF TO GET THROUGH AND NI HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO REGRETS THERE WAS SO MUCH I HAVEN’T EVEN PROCESSED YET LION IS SO SUS, BUT ALSO I WANT SO DESPERATELY FOR HIM TO BE GENUINE AND MK GETS ANOTHER FREE PARENTAL UNCLE FIGURE HE CAN HIGH FIVE SANDY PLS IF MONKEY KING COULD HAVE A SUPPORTIVE BRO AGAIN I’D CRY BUT I DON’T TRUST HIIIIMMMMMMMMM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Mei and Mk’s friendship continues to mean everything to me I adore them i want them to be happy, Mk is NOT okay, and Mei won’t push but keeps checking in and supporting and MK KEEPS TAKING EVERYTHING ON HIMSELF AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

why make a scroll that can take over everything just to punish some people y’know? seems like a p stupid move ngl smh

okay well, that was fun, I can… tell this season is going to be the death of me i am

oh boy am i gonna be destroyed this already is just M A N, LIKE HECK

alright, well, thanks for dropping by, good to have you here, tune in next week when i scream about the next episode for another hour as I slowly pause and unpause and make my way through it and scream more about bro’s and friends and PIGSY I MISS YOUUUU MONKEY KIIINGGGG  PUNISH BY TRAPPING THEM IN A LOOP OF THEIR OWN PAST MEMORIES OF THEIR MISTAKES YEAH OKAY MONKEY KING HAS A LOT OF THOSE I’M SURE HE’LL BE FINE I WANT HIM TO BE FINE BUT I ALSO HOPE HE COMES OUT OF IT NOT AT ALL OKAY DESPERATELY WANT TO SEE THAT SOLEY SO HE CAN GET SOME COMFORT SCREEAAAMSS

gotta wonder if the scroll is like, Mk and Mei know they’re in a new place, do the others? and since it’s jttw scroll the crew is probably imprisioned in their jttw memories spicifically. it wasn’t super truamtic to switch to new place ngl seemed p cool and chill all things considered SO I’M GONNA ASSUME NOBODY ACTUALLY KONWS THEY’RE IN THEIR MEMORIES AND THEY JSUT THINK THEY’RE LIVING WHAT HORRORS ARE THEY ALL GOING THROUGH OR WILL THEY BE SIMPLY COMEDY MAYBE THEY’LL GET PIGSY ABCK BY SHOWING HIM HIS LOVE OF COOKING? HECK IF I KNOW I WANT DADSY BACK SO BAD I WANT MONKEY AND TANG AND SANDY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

okay i’m normal good day see you next week for another one of these thanks for reading till the end you’re just as insane as I am KNOX OUUUUUT

[mymxnfgh]

heyhey - inspired by your latest comment! And no pressure on this cos in my head this is not that short and pretty intense... but any hc or fic scenario on how you think Mira/Johan/Zack reunion would go?

PROPER REUNION, where they are bff (pls if Johan rejects them I will die)

hi~ hi~! thank you so much for the ask!!💖💕 Zack, Mira and Johans reunion is something i’ve been thinking a lot and Johan deserves nothing but happiness so rejection would never be an option!!🥹

Some HCs on Johan, Mira and Zack‘s Reunion

I do have a few scenarios but I can’t really say for sure because i’m not sure about how it’s gonna happen…because at this point of the story Mira hardly even appears and well… Johan was caught by the workers. So I can’t really imagine how they would reunite (maybe after defeating the workers but i always feel like PTJ still has something else for them to do)

Also I’m sorry but I don’t really know how they would reunite I'm just not really sure as to how everything is gonna happen, but I can write a short fic after their reunion (like how I want it to be after everything is over) and share some of my HCs!

HCs~

if Johan doesn't get a good ending

I don't think Johan would reject them, after he got his revenge and all there's no reason for him to reject them

of course there is the option, that he isn't able to get his revenge

in that case I think he would either disappear again without saying a word (so his friends don't worry (they will worry a lot)) or well... or maybe he'll die but I don't hope for that to happen

Also I think his eyes would be really bad, he'd be practically blind

So if he's blind Mira and Zack would help him with all sort of things and comfort him (or try to comfort him)

if Johan gets a good ending

I feel like Johan would cry...a lot

He’s so soft inside he’s, been holding on for too long

Actually I think everyone would cry (even Zack)

Zack (softly, very softly) hitting Johan out of worry

Hugs, a lot of hugs, very long hugs, big hugs 🫂

Both Zack and Mira were reluctant to get off Johan, they’d rather hug him to death 🥹

Still released him though, poor boy was suffocating

Mira patting Johans head (after that she also pats Zack)

I think by the time they reunite Zack and Mira would be dating already

Johan doesn’t mind his childhood friends dating, he’s supportive 👍

Matching bracelets

Mira and Zack were afraid that Johan would disappear again once they looked away, so they’d just stare at him the whole time

Visiting the old church and other places together to reminisce

Johan and Zack going on runs together in the morning

Johan and Zack sparring together, while Mira cheers them on

Both Mira and Zack would stick to Johan like chewing gun sticks to hair the first few days after their reunion

Mira packs lunch boxes for Zack and Johan from time to time

Johan getting treatment for his eyes and both Zack and Mira always waiting for him at the hospital

Johan used to prevent Zack from getting into fights but now it’s the other way around (Zack is literally like buddha now 🪷)

Mini Fic

This is the ending I want the most. An ending where Johan decides to go back with them, where he decided to go back to school, make new friends/meet old friends again. I always wanted Johan to go to J-High with everyone else! 😭

It’s just wishful thinking but I want Johan to be friends with everyone 🥹

Going back to school... After everything that happened Johan Seong would never have imagined ever going back to school.

Yet here he was. Standing before the big school gates of J-High.

„Hurry up you’re gonna be late on your first day of school, dumbass!“

Zack was standing before him grinning from ear to ear.

„As if you ever cared about attendance! Also try to be a bit nicer to Johan!“

Mira, his first childhood love, scolding Zack and gently smiling at him.

Everything felt so surreal.

„Come on, Honey…I’m already being very nice ~~“Zack pouted.

Oh that’s right…his childhood love and childhood best friend were now dating and honestly he’s happy for them.

Yet seeing Zack act all cutesy and sickeningly sweet was not something he needed to see and based on the look on Mira‘s face, she seemed to think the same.

„Ew cut it off, Zack… that face was disgusting“

„Why you-!“

„Hahahaha“

„…“

„Alright now let’s going or we’re gonna be late for real“

Joking and laughing the trio makes their way toward the classroom of the fashion department.

Upon entering the classroom he was greeted by many familiar faces.

Daniel Park, someone he’s been envious of but also admired for his talent and strength, having been locked together in a basement did strengthen their bonds.

Jay Hong, son of the Chairman from H group, he didn’t know a lot about Jay.

A few engineering department students were here as well. Vasco, they had a few encounters and he respects Vasco a lot.

Jace Park, although Johan didn’t want to admit it the One Night contract was pretty fun.

Even Eli Jang, the former big daddy of Hostel, from the beauty department was there and with him a bunch of girls.

It’s as if all those people gathered here were waiting for him.

Silence.

BOOM!! Confetti 🎉…?

„Welcome to J-High, Johan!!“

(Jay doesn’t talk but we all know that he also welcomed Johan)

…What a warm welcome. Middle school used to be horrible for Johan, so he didn't have many good memories regarding school.

But high school seemed to be pretty fun. At least in his new class, with his new and old friends and acquaintances.

Alright~ that's all I have for now... thank you so much for the ask 💖and I had a lot of fun writing this! As I mentioned before I'm not really sure with this but these are just some of my HC's. I really hope for a good ending for Johan (and it shows in my HC's) he's just such a good boy but the world just had to be so cruel to him 😭.

[sugar-omi]

aww I'm gonna miss the Cove icon but who's the lady? 030

help i got so confused for a sec i totally forgot i changed my pfp but then I realized n pls I've never closed genshin faster...

the cove icon is such a staple tho!!! I hope yall recognize me without it but I trust my regular horny posts will be all you need anyway LOL

altho it may or may not come back some time after October yk, I was just tryna get in the spooky mood n stuff hehe but we'll see bc I am Crazy over this lovely lady here

BUT ANYWAY IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED HEHE THIS IS MY LOVELY LADY, MY CURRENT BRAIN WORM THAT IS EATING ME AWAY:

well.. ngl she's nameless right now. but she is my 3rd baxter child, yes I'm still on that bc yall ruined me w baxters kids being colorful n shit n now I like to laugh abt his child's fashion choices becoming progressively more colorful n crazier than his....

BUT TO INTRODUCE MY GIRL A BITTTT (also I'm literally drawing smth else for her n I didn't expect to reveal her like this but... she's everything to me n I cranked this out in like 3-4 hours bc I'm crazy)

anyway, she's Very into gyaru fashion, specifically n mostly kogal and kuro

she's looks like a cinnamon roll, will beat your ass!!!, I'm thinking she does competitive ballroom dancing like baxter or she can at least dance well enough to wear you out n tell you you suck

she's sarcastic, has the worst RBF of the whole family. at least baxter n theo look like they're just smug flirty assholes n aurelia looks more approachable in comparison to this lovely lady here.

also she has a heart shaped freckle. it's faint n you can't even rlly tell here but it's under her eye (I realize all my baxters children have one under their eye but idc. I am ONTO SOMETHING)

anyway.. her n theo are besties and baxter has to check in at night bc they'll be in her room painting each others nails n doing nail extensions or dying her hair (its 2 toned if you havent guessed, ive seen it sm n im obsessed n so she had it okay) like go to SLEEP YOU HAVE SCHOOL TMRW!!!

just thought abt it. she's obsessed w true crime, food, makeup, and stationary videos, and the stardew valley/the sims

also just decided she is soon for the ladies. I'm thinking lesbian n demisexual, mmm

COVE IS HER FAVORITE UNCLE ITS CANON

don't ask how, just know that it's true.

hates pickles. she is me. she is my child... omg Aurelia likes pickles. I was gonna say theo but he's a ramble for another time omfg I am thinking SO MUCH

anyway... ik you didn't ask for a ramble abt my oc but I will take this and run w it okay

she is very introverted but when she picks friends you are now 4lifers okay you cannot get rid of her n why would you want to? you life was a mess before her. trust. /j /lh

she's like baxter so much in the way she worries n has insecurities n stuff, honestly I think she inherited the identity crisis thing baxter got going on over there

also is the youngest and very much an accident (just like aurelia, dw they're FINE everyone laughs abt baxters reaction now which I will make a bit of later bc I'm thinking many thoughts abt the boys finding out mc is preg) so she's a bit spoiled bc her siblings were at least 9 n loved her sm when she was born

(imagining theo passing her to you or baxter n running away when she had a dirty diaper... pls thats so funny)

ALSO VTUBERS SHE IS CRAZY OVER THEM

yeah she is so my child omfg okay IM DONE IM DONE IF YOU READ THIS I SRSLY LOVE YOU BC I SPIRALED

now ik what it's like to jump at any chance to talk abt your ocs n how fucking crazy it makes you.... I am unstoppable now