#first was when my phone was connected to the aux at work but i was in the bathroom and didn’t notice a thursday song was halfway through

[unalivejournal]

i’ve had two very sweet interactions with strangers recently <3 life is good love is real

[slushycoookie]

Hey, Hey, It's Your Birthday! ~ Miguel O'Hara x Fem! Reader (18+)

Word Count: 3.8k

Content: You go to the fair with Miguel. Brief mention of vomiting. Miguel hates those rides to death. Fried butter (yeah, it's a content warning). Face sitting. Oral sex, fem! receiving. Vaginal sex.

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY WIFE AND GR! MIGUEL CREATOR @bluesidez! It's officially your birthday for me now, but you deserve everything you want in life and more. So take this little something something I made for you.

GymRat! Miguel who's very excited about your birthday.

He’s planned for it ever since you two were together: what to do, where to go, and what he would do to you. However, that last part was for later.

He didn’t give you many details of what he was planning, either. He only told you to wear something comfortable but still cute due to the cooler weather. He didn’t leave you any room to ask questions, either.

GymRat! Miguel who picked you up early.

The place you two were going to was open all day, but he thought it was best to go early. When he greeted you at the dorm, he was blown away. Your outfit, albeit comfortable with the black cargo pants and matching long-sleeve shirt, was cute.

“You look gorgeous.” Miguel said with a kiss, careful not to mess up your make-up.

“Thank you. So do you.”

He looked down at his denim jacket and sweatshirt, grinning at your compliment.

“Anything for my baby.”

GymRat! Miguel who still doesn’t tell you where you’re going. He did say the drive was far, about forty-five minutes away and to get comfortable. You pull up a fall playlist and connect your phone to the aux cord. There, you two make those minutes fly by, jamming out in the car.

GymRat! Miguel who gave himself a mental pat on the back at your gasp when pulling up into the parking lot.

It’s a fall fair that’s supposed to be there for a few weeks before moving on to the next state. You had mentioned going to one would be fun. You couldn’t think of the last time you been to one. Miguel thought taking you to the fair would be an impressionable birthday gift with many things to do.

The rides, the food, the games. Everything there to make it the best birthday ever. At least, he hoped so.

“What do you think-”

“I love it!” You hug his neck and pepper his face with your kisses.

GymRat! Miguel who decided to start with the rides first. Work up a good appetite and not worry about you two throwing up later.

There were a myriad of options to choose from. Rides that spin you high in the air, shake you back and forth, or spin you while you're sitting down.

“What do you want to start with?”

You hum, taking a look at your options.

“I saw one where you have to grab on handlebars while the ride spins very high.”

“You gonna be okay with that?” Miguel watched the ride in question, seeing the ride go high up in the air as people held on tight.

You merely nod, taking his hand to stand in line.

As you two got closer and closer, Miguel kept asking if you were sure you wanted to do it and how there were many other rides the two of you could go on.

“Are you sure you don't wanna go on this ride?”

“Huh? What? I'm fine.”

“Mmhm.” Your cute grin isn't lost on him, “It's okay. I'll hold your hand the entire time.”

“I said I was fine.”

GymRat! Miguel who was not fine.

His heartbeat could be heard in his ears, and sweat clung to his neck. His legs almost shook when he stepped on the ride, and you were blissfully unaware. Children halfway below his age were more ecstatic than him, gripping onto the two bars and grinning with glee.

You matched the energy of the children as you shimmied, chain in front of you for security.

“You ready?”

“Uh-huh.” Miguel gulped and you leaned over.

“Hey, we really don't have to do this if-”

“I'm fine, I'm fine.” He gives you a smooch as if to reassure you. But it was also for himself.

GymRat! Miguel who had his eyes shut the entire time.

Surrounded by screams, a mix of enjoyment and fear while the ride spun around and around. Miguel had a death grip on the bars when the ride slanted, angled in a way where he felt higher than before. He tried to take a risk by popping one eye open, but at the wrong time, the ride made them so high up that he could see the cars in the parking lot.

At least he heard you enjoy yourself, your screams matching the pitch of the kids.

“That was so much fun!” You hold on to his arm, giggling and laughing. Miguel was holding on to you too, a little dizzy, stomach twisting. Didn't help that someone quickly ran out of the ride to vomit in the nearest trash can.

“I'm glad you had fun…”

“Baby, are you okay?”

“Mhm. What's next?”

“I can get you some water or something.” You start looking around, but he stopped you.

“I'm ok. Really.”

He was going to kick Gabriel's ass the next time he saw him. Giving him so much trauma to the point rides make him uneasy. But that wasn't going to ruin your day.

“Okay. I saw this one ride that drops you. Come on.”

Miguel’s stomach churned at that as you’re pulling him along. It still does it when you two are strapped in next to another couple. He's watched six other people before him release blood-curdling screams once the ride drops them, and he wasn’t looking forward to that.

“Can you hold my hand?”

You instantly take it, seeing his uneasy face. “I got you.”

GymRat! Miguel who hated that ride the most.

As the two of you went higher and higher, the grip on your hand got stronger. His heart picked up in speed, and sweat reached his palms. You gasped at how high up you were, seeing the entire fair in your line of sight. Miguel admires your incredulous face, the uneasiness going away at how much of a good time you were having.

Then came the drop.

You and Miguel let out the same shriek when the chairs dropped down. The drop hit his stomach and made him queasy. And it only lasted two seconds.

“Fuck that…” The guy from the couple next to you two let out.

Miguel wanted to fist-bump him in solidarity.

You were just fit as a fiddle, with no hints of being sick or anything worse.

“So fun!”

“Very fun!” Miguel then groaned, holding his stomach.

“Ok, let's get you something to drink.”

You got two glasses of water, and he gulped it down like he hadn't had a drink in years. Good enough to make him feel better. Although he wasn't sure if he could take going on another death ride.

“You know, I saw think I saw a ride that's perfect for you.”

When you took his hand, you led him to a car line, similar to a zip line that takes you all across the fair from above. It was not extreme or intense, which would make him sick, but a nice, gentle ride.

GymRat! Miguel who was grateful for your generosity.

He can do heights if he isn’t hurled at unpredictable speeds.

The car line was peaceful. It was slow, taking the two of you through the entire fair. He could see those death traps, making more fairgoers its victim. The rows of games that you pointed out were the ones you wanted to go to later. The scent of fried food hit his nostrils, an endless amount of options to pick from.

“See? This isn’t so bad right?”

“It’s not.” He kissed your hand, and you smiled at the affection.

When getting off of the ride, your stomach growled in unison—time to eat.

The lingering scent of fried food and freshly popped popcorn radiated all over the fair. You two ordered from a few stands before carrying the food to a wooden bench. Miguel sprawled out his arms as if it were a gourmet meal.

“Bon appetit.” He kissed his fingers for emphasis.

It was standard fair food. A hot dog and fries topped off with an orange slushie. But there was a main thing Miguel wanted you to try.

“Ever had these?” He presents to you fried oreos, displayed on a tray with a dash of powdered sugar.

“No. How good are they?”

“Better than fried butter.”

You scrunched your face, “Ew, you had that?”

“Blame my brother.”

Miguel handed you a cookie, dusting some of the sugar off so it wouldn’t stain your clothes. He leans forward while watching you take a bite, a glint in your eyes.

“Oh my god.”

“Is that a good ‘oh my god’ or?”

“Gimme some more.”

He handed you another one, and you hummed at the crispy yet fluffy texture. “Why haven’t I had these before?”

“I don’t know, but that’s what boyfriends are for.”

You managed to get powdered sugar on your shirt, which Miguel quickly wiped off. He also made a mental note to tell the group chat that the fried oreos were a win.

GymRat! Miguel who declares the rest of the rides off limits since you two ate.

You weren’t mad at all once you saw the endless number of games on display. There were so many options to pick from, from knocking off bowling pins to aiming three darts at balloons to win a prize. This was your day, so Miguel wanted you to pick the ones that caught your eye.

One game involved you two blowing enough water in a hole to fill a clown head. You stretched your arms in preparation while Miguel rolled his neck.

“Winner gets this little guy!” The booth owner showed you two a small, orange rubber duck.

“That’s you.”

Miguel playfully rolled his eyes, “You just called me cute.”

The timer counted down. 3…2…1!

Miguel was hyper-focused in trying to get the water into the hole. His eyes darted back and forth between his clown head filling up and then yours. You’re obviously a pro, as your head managed to have more water than his. That wouldn’t stop him, his thumbs pressing the buttons harder, under the impression that more water would shoot out.

But he had to admit defeat as the bell rang at your victory.

“Yes! In your face!” You jumped up in your chair and did a little victory dance. Miguel couldn’t be upset since your dance was adorable.

The rubber duck was presented to you, and you showed it to him with glee.

“You got a name for it?”

“Hmm, I like Miggy.”

The two of you laugh at the honking noise the prize makes when you squeeze it.

The next game consisted of dart throwing. Miguel saw this giant, blue teddy bear, making his mission to give to you. He wasn’t bad at playing darts, but now, with his girlfriend watching his every move, he was going to be great at them. The objective was to pop the same colored balloons to get the prize. He had to pop three white ones to get you the bear.

“You got this.” You cheered him on and kiss him on the cheek, before giving him some room.

GymRat! Miguel who lined up the first shot perfectly, hitting the white balloon with ease.

Your cheer made his chest swell before moving on to the next one. The balloon was slightly higher, but it wasn’t an issue. He stretched his arms when the second balloon popped. Almost ready to win his girlfriend the prize.

The third time he throws the dart, the wind blew and it curved to the blue balloon, popping it.

Miguel threw his arms up, “Are you serious? Did you see that?”

“I saw it.” The guy who ran the booth said, “No prize for you.”

“Let me try again.” Miguel started digging into his pockets and you stop him.

“Hey, it's okay. I don't need it.”

“You don't, but today is your special day and I'm getting you that bear.” He pulled out more tickets for the owner. Three more darts are placed in front of him and you continue to cheer him on.

Everything was the same. He managed to hit two balloons, but not the third one.

“This game is rigged.”

“Or maybe, you suck.” The guy teased.

Miguel tsked, pulling out more tickets. “One more time.”

“You know, I think I saw the same bear at the game with the goldfish.” You whispered but he shook his head.

“No, I saw the bear here and I'm gonna get it for you here.”

“Okay, babe.” You accepted defeat, walking back with your hands up.

Once again, three darts were placed before him, and he took a deep breath. Miguel took his time, not caring if a line was forming behind him. He was going to win this for you. The first dart hit its target, then the second one. On the third, he paused, waiting for any amount of wind or subtle distraction to keep him from winning that bear. With confidence in his chest, the dart landed, popping the final white balloon.

Miguel hugged you tight while you cheered for him. A couple of passersby applauded him for his achievement.

The booth owner frowned, handing him the stuffed bear. “Congrats.”

Miguel presented the bear to you with a giant smile. Seeing it overshadow you when you tried to hold it, he decided to hold on to it for you.

“I should get you something.” You ponder among all the booths you haven't gone to yet.

“It's your birthday, not mine.”

“For my birthday, I want to win something for you.”

Miguel wasn’t going to push back and let you decide where to go.

There was a booth that included a ring toss. And a cute stuffed bunny with a bow that practically had Miguel’s name on it.

The game was simple: toss the rings on the bottles. If you managed to get five, you won the stuffed animal. Easy peasy.

“Let me know if it's hard.” Miguel said, “I can always do it.”

“It's okay, I got it.”

He didn't doubt you at all. Not when you managed to toss five rings with ease. Able to carry the medium-sized prize in your arms. Miguel was so glad to have someone like you.

Before returning to the car, Miguel circled to the food area to grab another batch of fried oreos. The two of you munching in the car as he drove back.

“Did you have a good time?”

You nod, licking the powdered sugar from your fingers. “I did! Thanks for taking me.”

At a stop light, Miguel gave you a peck on the lips.

“The day isn't over yet. Are you okay with staying at my place? Peter won't be there until tomorrow morning. So it's just us.”

“Of course, I'm okay with that.”

GymRat! Miguel who contained his excitement when pulling out a couple of gift bags.

After returning from the fair, you two showered, put on something comfortable, and turned on a vlog about restaurants making bread. Your eyes lit up at the bags in front of you.

“Oh god, don't tell me you went overboard.”

“I didn't go overboard. Just see.”

He hands you the first present, the glitter-covered bag shining in your eyes. You pull out a pack of satin bonnets, in various colors from blue to pink.

“You know I got a bunch of these, right?”

“It doesn't hurt to have more.” You pulled out the same pack, and Miguel quickly grabbed it. Uh, wait. I think those are mine.”

“You got some bonnets too?”

“The nice lady at the register gave them to me for free, and I thought, ‘We could match.’”

“We could.”

You open the pack and choose the blue one, putting it on. Miguel did the same and you two quickly go in for a cute selfie.

“There’s more.” Out of the bag, there's a hoodie with the same satin texture. “Just in case you didn't feel like wearing your bonnet.”

“Why would I sleep in my hoodie though?”

“Sometimes the heat doesn't work in these buildings.”

You snort and pull out a few satin pillowcases. Miguel doesn't look at you and pretend the bakers making cheese-stuffed bread was more interesting. Only to get smacked in the face with one.

“How many satin-related items did you buy?”

“Only those!”

“Are you sure?” You started digging into the bag, but your suspicions were relieved when there was nothing else.

“See?”

“There’s still another bag.”

Miguel handed you the next one, a bit smaller and lighter than the first one. You raised your brow, and he swore on his life that there was nothing else related to satin.

Instead, you pulled out a pink sweatshirt, white shorts, and matching sneakers. Miguel gave himself another mental pat on the back for getting your sizes right.

“We don't have to workout every day, but I thought if you do want to go to the gym with me, we could wear these one day.”

He went into his dresser and pulled out the same pair.

“I can't believe you wanna match with me.”

“I love you. I'd wear anything you wear.”

“Careful, I might take it to heart.”

“Please do.” Miguel held your hand in his, “I would wear anything you'd ask, I'm so serious.”

“Miguel…” You pushed the gifts aside to kiss him. His hands are on your back, not once having you part ways from him. Your giggles are absorbed into his mind as his lips cover your face.

Now, he could bring up his next present.

“You should sit on my face.”

“You know it’s my birthday, right?”

“I know.” Miguel tugged along the hum of your pajama pants, “This is another one of my gifts to you.”

Your eyes flicker with uncertainty, not meeting his gaze. “You know I’m heavy.”

“Baby, do I need to bring up how much I lifted last week?”

He met your eyes. Of course, he wouldn’t force you into something you didn’t want to do. He wanted to cater to you in any way he could.

“Okay.” Miguel would get up and click his heels together if he could. “You have to pinch me if I’m smothering you.”

“I don’t care if I die in between your legs.”

“Miguel…”

“Okay, okay.” He gave you a reassuring peck, “I will.”

GymRat! Miguel who felt his pants getting tight already when you slowly pull off your pants. You’re taking your time, as if you were waiting for him to back out and change your mind. He was adamant. He wanted you on his face. Nothing will change his mind about that.

He helped you maneuver on the bed. Already he can see your pretty cunt above him. Your thick thighs enclosed around his head. He’s had too many dreams about this.

“Don’t hover. You better sit.”

“Fine.”

Once you sit, he’s immediately on you.

Miguel can’t help but groan into your cunt, you being his most favorite thing to taste. His fingertips press along your thighs to make sure you keep steady. His tongue parted your folds and bumped along your clit. The tip circled around it, making you shift above him.

His toes curl, hearing your sweet sounds of pleasure. Not to mention with every flick of his tongue, your thighs squeeze along his head. Miguel grunted into your pussy when you do that. Your hips rock into his face, and he moves with you. His lips enclose around your clit to suck on it.

“Aah!”

Miguel placed a hand on your back, not stopping when he sucks once more. He’s rock-hard at this point. The urge to pull down his pants to fuck you was increasing. He flattened his tongue and licked a stripe up, your back following the same motion. You grip his hair after that. Miguel’s tip leaking cum when you pull on it. A shiver surrounded him, groaning to get you to do it again. You get the hint.

He’s alternating between sucking your sensitive bud and prodding your hole with his tongue. Surrounded by all of you, the love of his life. Miguel’s tone was light when he mentioned being okay to die between your legs. But he was serious.

The rocking of your hips picks up speed. The tight grip he has on your thighs waver, having trouble keeping you steady while eating you out. He knew you were close when your thighs tightened around him. You’re whimpering, begging for him to keep going.

“Please don’t stop, please I’m almost there…”

Miguel doesn’t. One last suck to your clit, causing you to tremble above him. Your moans reaching to the ceiling while you squeeze around him tighter. It does get harder to breathe but he doesn’t tell you that. He inhaled when he could, prolonging your orgasm by circling your clit.

He masked his disappointment when you got off—licking his lips while watching you come down from your high.

“You got any more gifts for me?”

Miguel pretended to think it over, “I think I have a few...”

Your naked body was pressed along the wall. He sunk his wrapped cock into you while his tongue brushed along yours. Miguel made sure your legs were tight around his waist, holding the underside of your thighs.

He thrusted up into you, shaking the room of his apartment. It’s a very good thing Peter wasn’t here. Miguel’s been wanting to do this to you for a long time. His quick thrusts into your slick sex, you holding on to the nape of his neck while crying in his shoulder. He hoped all of the other presents didn’t compare to this.

“You feel so good…” Miguel muttered, focusing on your plump, delectable body. “So good…”

You couldn’t say anything back as his tip pressed along your G-spot. Your mouth wide open, eyes rolled to the back of your head. He swore he could see a dribble pool from the corner of your lips. His grunting and groaning align with your moaning and whimpering. The melodic sound of skin smacking against skin in the background.

“Oh, I love you…I love you…” You babbled, nails digging into his neck.

Miguel shuddered, thrusts faltering. “I love you too.”

With the combined sensation of his pelvis rubbing along your clit and his cock hitting your cervix, it doesn’t take long for you to climax again. Your walls around him cause his balls to tighten. Miguel wasn’t too far behind, and he unloaded into the condom. His heavy breath fanning your head.

GymRat! Miguel coated your face with kisses before nuzzling your neck. Still having enough strength, he placed you on his bed, not resisting to give you another kiss, especially since your face had a look of pure bliss.

“Happy birthday.”

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For Danny Ric! I'm so exited! Fluff 1, Promt 8. I think a debate over the music playing on the car radio would be great. I love Danny's roadtrip vibes.

Road Trip | D. Ricciardo

prompt: friendly debates that quickly end with them laughing at how ridiculous it was

wc: 700+

masterlist 3k celebration

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You're on a road trip with Daniel, cruising down a scenic highway with the windows rolled down, the wind tousling your hair. Daniel's driving, one hand on the wheel and the other resting on your thigh. The sky is a perfect blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds, and the road ahead is open and inviting. The landscape rushes by in a blur of greens and browns as he drives a little over the speed limit, the hum of the wind providing a soothing background noise.

"Okay, music," you declare, reaching for your phone.

Daniel raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "Wait a second, I'm the one driving. Driver gets to choose music right?"

You chuckle, shaking your head. "I know you're used to driving alone, but the unwritten rule of road trips is passenger has the aux control."

"Oh really?" he challenges, glancing at you with mock seriousness. "I think the driver needs the tunes to stay focused."

"Yeah, well, the passenger needs to keep the driver entertained," you retort, connecting your phone to the aux.

Daniel lets out a dramatic sigh, rolling his eyes in exaggerated exasperation. "I'm the one doing all the work here, steering us safely to our destination. That means I should choose the songs too."

You cross your arms, feigning stubbornness. "That makes no sense, Danny. I'm the one keeping you company, making sure you don't fall asleep at the wheel."

He scoffs, "with your choice of songs, I will definitely fall asleep at the wheel."

You gasp, holding your phone close to your chest. "I could say the same about your taste. You listen to country music."

"Don't disrespect good ol' tunes, darling. You just want to play that one song on repeat," he stated, glancing at you and flashing a grin.

"It's a great song!" you insist, mirroring his grin.

"Great for making me doze off," he teases, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Come on, you know my playlist is solid. It's got everything we need for a perfect road trip," he adds, slightly squeezing your thigh.

You become too aware of his hand resting on your thigh, and in the heat of your debate, you move it away, earning a frown from him.

"Sure, if we want to turn this into a country-western saga," you retorted, unable to suppress a smile. "Besides, variety is necessary. We can't be stuck listening to the same kind of songs for hours."

Daniel laughs, his hand finding his way back on your thigh as he gives in. "Fine, fine, let's settle this. Name a song that's a must for any road trip."

You both throw out suggestions, each defending your choices with increasing passion. The debate grows more animated as you argue over the best songs to keep you both entertained and awake. Daniel insists on the classics he loves, especially since it's a countryside road trip, while you disagreed, encouraging other artists. Back and forth you banter, poking fun at the other's taste in music, even though it wasn't a serious issue.

Finally, you realize how absurd the argument is and burst out laughing simultaneously.

"This is ridiculous," you manage to say between giggles. "We're debating over who plays the songs."

"Exactly," Daniel agrees, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye that slipped out while laughing. "We're wasting time when we could've been enjoying some good music."

"Alright, how about we compromise?" you suggest, still chuckling. "We alternate between our songs."

"Deal," he agrees, extending a hand for a shake while steering with the other.

You clasp his hand, nodding formally as you seal the agreement. Daniel takes the first pick, choosing a song he enjoys. As the familiar beats fill the car, you cover your ears playfully, but the smile on your face tells him it's all in jest. You both sing along, creating your own little concert on wheels.

When the song ends, you take your turn, choosing a track that's currently your favourite. Daniel groans, having heard the song too many times to count, but he can't resist singing along with you. The rest of the drive is filled with a perfect mix of your favorite songs. Even though you both complain every time the other picks a song, you still sing along to each one, enjoying every moment.

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First choice // Matt Sturniolo Pt 1

matt sturniolo x fem!reader

Contains: cussing, fluff, flirting, talk of death, Semi-proof read! I think that’s it let me know if there’s more! Also if there’s any grammar or spelling mistakes please ignore them 😭🙏🏻

Synopsis: Y/n works at a record store and one day while she’s working two very cute guys walk into the store but one especially catches her eye and later so happens they end up having more then just there music taste in common ;)

Word Count:1,890

Author’s notes: Hii bbys !! <3, So I’ve never written a fic before or posted on tumblr, So I’m sorry if this is bad I’m new at this please go easy on me😭🙏🏻. If you guys have any suggestions, tips or advice please message me I hope you enjoy my new series!!, this took me a very long time to come up with so I hope you love it💗.

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The sound of music always brought me peace, I work at a record shop because I love being around vinyls and just anything music related really. I also really enjoy reading It's always brought me a sense of comfort as well as writing and poetry. Honestly it makes me really happy, and ever since I was a kid I've always written songs and maybe sang a little bit but that’s a secret. I don't know what it is but I always feel like it helps me forget about everything that’s wrong in my life, my parents died when I was 16 so it’s always been just me and my two little brothers. I love them more than anything and I'd do anything for them. Today was just a regular day at work I was putting vinyls on the racks that they go on when two guys walk into the store, I look over and give them a soft smile.

‘hii welcome let me know if you need any help finding any artist or vinyl specifically’ they smile at me and nod as one of the boys catches my eye, I’m a very shy person so I decided not to say anything unless I needed to. After a couple minutes I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around and saw the guy who caught my eye standing in front of me. ‘hi um i wanted to ask you something’ he seemed very nervous but also very confident weird mix. ‘yes of course how can i help you’ I smiled softly at him hoping to make him more comfortable, ‘do you happen to have “circles” by Mac miller’ he says as he does a side smile. I smile at him as I think about how I also enjoy mac miller.

‘yea over here!’ i walk over and pull it off the rack, ‘this is one of my favorites’ i say chuckling, ‘i really like this one’ he says turning the vinyl around. ‘what other artists do you like?’ ‘i really like d4vd and um frank ocean oh! Omg Dominic Fike omg Tyler the creator?! is so amazing and oh my god i'm rambling im so sorry’ I blushed getting a little nervous, ‘nah you're good’ he smiles as I look up at him and smile softly. We stand there until the guy he came with comes up to him ‘woah you guys twins or am I dumb?’ ‘nahh triplets’ he says laughing ’oh cool” i say and start checking them out. ‘You're the first to not ask us a million and one questions about being triplets’ he chuckles, ‘yea nah y'all will tell me over time’ I smirk i say with my boston accent coming through a little.

‘oh so you plan on getting to know us’ he smirks a little ‘oh totally y’all look cool’ I laugh, ‘you're from boston?’ The other guy says noticing my backpack in the back with the Boston logo. ‘yes i am’ i laugh ‘us too!’ ‘What's your name?’ The guy who got my eye says ‘I’m y/n’ ‘cool im matt and hes chris’ ahh Matt hot guy hot name. ‘cool!’ I hand them the bag and me and Matt make eye contact, ‘have a good day’ ‘thanks you too’ matt says smiling at me. They walk out and i really hope i see them again.

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  I finally got to clock out of work It was so tiring and I needed to make sure my little brothers were ok. I get to my car and get settled in and connect my phone to the aux and play “Ivy” by Frank Ocean. I’m so glad to be going home I think as I started driving I decided that I was gonna pick up a pizza for my little brothers because I got paid today and I know how much they love pizza. We aren't broke completely but we definitely struggle sometimes recently things have been rough but I finally got a promotion so it's getting a little easier I got the pizza and started heading home I got home and when i opened the door and my brothers cody and alex run up to me and ‘sissyyyy we missed you’ alex says hugging me, ‘aww i miss you too bud’ ‘sissy you bought pizza!’ Cody says looking like his eyes are gonna pop out of his head. 

 

i walk over to alexa who’s been my best friend for years, she helps me with my brothers and just around the house ‘thank you so much lex’ i say hugging her ‘Of course love that's what best friends are for’ she says smiling softly ‘wanna spend the night and when i put them to bed we can talk?’ ‘yeah okay sure’ Alexa smiles at me while i feed the boys.

I start to give the boys a shower and as i’m showering cody he looks up at me with the biggest smile on his face. ‘sissy I wanna be just like you when i grow up.’ He says playing with the bubbles, ‘aww little c i love you a lot bub and i know one day you’ll be even better than me’ i say tearing up, cody has always been more clingy to me than Alex is but not as much, cody doesn’t like to leave my side and he is the sweetest kid ever. Him saying he wants to be like me does hurt a little because I've been through a lot of shit but the fact that I look strong in his eyes makes up for it all. I put them to bed and Me Alexa got some wine and took a seat on the couch.

‘So how was your day?’ She says sitting next to me. ‘it was good omg lex these two really cute brothers came into the shop and oh my god girl’ I say blushing thinking of Matt ‘speaking of cute brothers you know the guy i was talking to?’ ‘yes why?’ ‘this is him and his brother I’d think you like him’ she turns her phone and pulls out a picture.

‘hold up hold up let me see that?!’ i say taking the phone from her ‘omg thats the cute guys that came in today’ ‘Omg?! yeah i've been talking to chris for a minute now’ ‘matt’s pretty attractive just sayin’ I couldn’t help myself but blush i don’t know what’s wrong with me fuck Y/N get it together. ‘oooo y/n has a crush?’ ‘oh shut the fuck up’ ‘oh come on you haven’t had a boyfriend since your parents died’ she says starting to get serious, ‘i know but my brothers mean the world to me lex i need to make sure there ok i don’t have the time’ I would love to give Matt a chance but i don’t know.

‘your brothers would want you to be happy y/n/n’ she says rubbing my knee, ‘I know but it's not about me being happy i need to make sure there happy i have to be a mother figure to them they need me’ ‘i get that babes but you need to remember you lost them too your only 20 rasing two kids you need to be a kid too especially since you were forced to grow up so quick’ i look at her and nod I mean I understand where she’s coming from but my brothers are all I know. ‘i love you y/n i'm just looking out for you ima head to bed goodnight love’ ‘night babes’ as she walks off and goes to into the guest room i kinda sit there think about what she said and i mean she's right but i can’t risk something happening to my brothers.  I head upstairs and head to bed because i have another day of work but holy fuck thank god it's friday. 

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I woke up the next morning only because my alarm for work went off and i see it’s 9:44 so i know Alexa is getting my brothers ready for school I get out of the bed and i started to get ready for work. I finished getting ready for work when my younger brother Cody came into the room with tears in his eyes. ‘sis…’ he says in a sad tone I turned around quickly and scooped him into my arms ‘aww what's wrong love?’ i say concerned.

‘i don’t wanna go to school i wanna stay home with you can you please skip work..’ he says in a whiny tone, ‘Aww bub i wish i could help but you know the rules’ When i got custody of cody and alex the court gave me really strict rules to follow, i had to make sure they were always at school, they weren’t falling and that i kept a stable job and make enough money or else they would take them away. ‘I know but i hate being at school kids are mean to me and alex’ i look at him feeling bad but i don’t wanna risk losing them. ‘I’m sorry bub if i could keep you and alex with me 24/7 forever i would’ i say hugging him tightly.

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i got to work over an hour ago and to say its boring is an understatement. Just as i think that i hear the bell ring meaning someone walked into the store, i look up ready to greet them and i realize its matt. ‘Matt? Hey’ i say smiling. ‘Hey um i know this might be weird but i um.. Well so my brother chris the one that was with me last time uh i found out that the girl hes been talking to happens to be your best friend right?’ ‘yeah shes my best friend’ ‘well um she kinda encouraged me to come back..’ ‘what do you mean?’ ‘well i uh wanted to see if you were willing to go out with me… you don’t have to its o-‘ he starts to say but i cut him off. ‘Sure why not’ i say smiling i don’t know what happened but he was too sweet for me to say no to.

‘Wait really?’ ‘yea i mean i can’t deny you are pretty cute..’ ‘well thank you’ he laughs damn something about the way he laughs i dont know but it feels almost addicting to listen to. ‘Uh are you free saturday?’ ‘yeah i am’ i smile ‘sweet! Ill text you’ ‘okay bye matt’ ‘bye” he blushed a little bit as he left the shop. Shit who’s gonna watch cody and alex?!                                                                   

Author’s notes:heyyy I’m back! So I hope you enjoyed the first part of this series and I’m sorry if there was any typos, spelling mistakes, etc I’ll try to fix the ones I can if I miss anything please let me know but I hope you enjoy and have a great day 💋

[fitgothgirl]

I’ve had my car for 7 years and just realized it has an aux input……

The bluetooth has been annoying me so much. I’ll turn off the car with no music playing and no music app even open, but when I turn my car back on and it reconnects, it’ll start playing music from my Spotify again even with the app closed… Like I just want it to keep it how I left it?? Also when I first start my car there’s like a 30 second delay between with the music starts and when I can click skip or pause bc it’s still loading or connecting or wtv, so if I don’t want to listen to the current song I either have to turn the volume all the way down or go to my phone (and open Spotify if needed…) and pause/skip it from there. And during this 30 second period, the music will be skipping here and there bc of the aforementioned still connecting/loading.

Technology is supposed to make our lives easier but this shit has always irritated me lol and I’ve been missing just using a simple aux cord. So I was wondering if there was a way it could be installed and I was looking it up realized it’s fucking already there and I never noticed it. 😭😭😭 To be fair it’s lower down and hard to see (it’s a Mazda 3 2017) but still. I’ve had this car for 7 years AND I’ve been all annoyed with the bluetooth lmao.

I dug out an old aux that still works and the iPhone adapter (🙄) and made my car and my phone forget each other’s bluetooth connection and now I can have control and peace lol.

[kerubimcrepin]

Episode 21 - A Bow Meow on the Moon

If you notice a dip in quality of my screenshots, it's because this liveblog is being written from my phone, and wifi was Bad while I was writing the first half.

I am very excited to finally watch this one.

For a variety of reasons, its one of my favorites in this show. And, it is also, coincidentally, one of the most important episodes of the show. Both thematically, and to me, personally.

I know that often, the writers use Joris for exposition, but I love how this implies that Kerubim took him here as a surprise, and now Joris is asking questions.

Though I guess that taking kids out in the middle of the night for some random stuff is just a Dad thing in general.

I'm pretty sure this is the first time so far that Joris has really went "you're Lying papycha!" at Kerubim in the series, which is a far call from the first episodes, where he was, quite literally, amazed over a clothespin because of him.

Joris's growth is subtle due to his age, but it is present. His relationship with Kerubim has matured enough for him to understand that Kerubim might lie to him.

Though it's easy for Kerubim to make Joris doubt his own hunch, even before telling the story.

Btw its funny to see The Lying Guy be like "me?? Lying?? Never!".

Never change, Keke.

This is a very beautiful render of the World of Twelve. Hnn.

...I am not going to survive this episode, emotionally speaking.

I don't really know how to explain the way this episode gets to me.

In a way, it reflects the show, and the franchise in general.

In Wakfu, the night sky, and space itself, often symbolizes the wild yonder, longing for something.

New experiences, a safe place, a home, a place of freedom.

The pain of desires unfulfilled.

...I don't like going ahead, and talking about Dofus Aux Tresors as a part of a larger whole. Because it deserves to be discussed as a standalone work of fiction, like all other parts of Krosmoz. But it is time to address the elephant in the room at least a little bit. (Picture me putting on a tinfoil hat.)

All of these themes are especially sharp when coupled with immortality.

And Krosmoz is, in a lot of ways, a franchise-wide study of immortality and family. How these two concepts intertwine, how immortal characters cope, or fail to. (Especially in Wakfu.)

Sure, there is a lot to be said about the longing that is inherently intertwined with immortality, but there is even more to be said about immortality as a type of longing for the unfathomable, a wild yonder in on itself. How standing at its threshold is similar to stargazing.

Kerubim is a character who wants, deeply. And he wants a lot of different things. As an old man, he longs for his youth, the relationships he lost, and the freedom of adventure. As a young man, he longs for pure human connection, being liked and wanted. He is a perpetual motion machine, even if by the time of the series, he has mostly stopped going.

But he, just like Joris, is a perpetual motion machine. Even if he has seventy, eighty, ninety, or a hundred years behind him, there are hundreds more to come.

That's what makes this show special to me. It is a single step away from the wild yonder of immortality. Just for a second, we can know Kerubim and Joris as an old man and a child, characters we can relate to and understand. But in a minute, they will be moving endlessly, farther and farther away.

Somewhere we can't ever truly follow.

And compared to their lives, this show will end up feeling like a grain of sand. A small snapshot into what they were before life truly began, a pale shadow of the people they will become and the experiences they will have.

It is a show about longing and anticipation. The wild yonder of the future, and the things that aren't meant to be.

It's a show about endings. And it's a show that rejects their existence altogether.

I don't have much to say about the lunarians, or Diane herself, outside what she represents, — so this liveblog came out a bit different from usual, but I hope it was enjoyable regardless.

[pixeldashblog]

Sonos unveils the Sonos Ace: a $450 pair of Bluetooth headphones, coming June 5th

Sonos announced its long rumored entry into the very competitive market of wireless over ear headphones today with the Sonos Ace. The company is touting this as a major launch, with CEO Patrick Spence saying in earnings calls this product could be what turns the company’s relatively slow financial performance around.

I’m not enough of an finance expert to say whether the Ace are in fact going to become a billion-dollar product for Sonos, or even how today’s announcement will be received by the company’s vocal fanbase, but the Ace are certainly not what I would expect if you told me Sonos was making a pair of headphones, and this launch suggests Sonos is taking a somewhat different approach to courting new customers.

The Specs

The Sonos Ace will cost $449 and go on sale June 5th. They’re bluetooth headphones and offer the features you’d expect for this price class: 40mm drivers, active noise cancellation (which Sonos claims is “world class”), and even AptX Lossless support for Android phones. They also support USB-C line-in like the Era 100, 300 and Move 2, but unlike those speakers you won't need to buy a dongle to connect your phone; a USB-C to C cable will work just fine. Sonos also includes a USB-C to 3.5mm aux cable for any devices you own with headphone jacks. The Ace come in Black or Soft White at launch, and I'm hoping to see more colors released down the line like Sonos did with the Roam.

The construction of the Ace uses plastics and some stainless steel in the headband, though not nearly as much as the Apple AirPods Max. The Ace weighs in at 312 grams compared to the Max at a hefty 385 grams. They're still heavier than the Bose QC Ultra (254 grams) and Sony WH-1000xm5 (249 grams) but Sonos promises that it has nailed the weight distribution here to avoid discomfort. As someone who sold their Airpods Max because of how heavy and uncomfortable they proved to be over time, I’m looking forward to putting the comfort of these to the test. 

The Ace is mainly controlled by a single mechanism on the right earcup Sonos calls the “content key.” It’s a metal button that can also slide up and down, enabling volume and playback control from a single interaction point, similar to the digital crown on the AirPods Max or simplified playback controls on Bose headphones. This is a huge plus in my book over the finicky touch controls brands like Sony prefer. ANC control and power-on also get their own buttons but they’re not as pronounced as the content key so users should have no issue confusing any of them.

The Ace is also the first Sonos device that can be entirely set up without using the Sonos app, ironic given the ongoing controversy Sonos has courted with the app redesign. The Ace will work out of the box with any bluetooth enabled device, and customers can unlock additional functionality like enabling head-tracking for spatial audio or adjusting EQ settings in the app.

The last thing I’ll note here is that while the Sonos Ace are bluetooth headphones and will not connect to your home Wi-Fi network at all, they will offer some integration with users’ Sonos home systems at launch. If you own a Sonos Arc, and only an Arc for now, the Ace will be able to pair to your soundbar and provide an experience that “envelops you in dramatically detailed sound from all directions” according to press materials shown to Pixel Dash. Sonos calls this feature TV audio swap, and this is what sets the Ace apart from all its competitors on paper at least, and if all else is equal, could be the difference maker when buyers pick them up.

The Angle

Sonos seems to be pushing the Ace more as an entryway into its ecosystem than another cog in users' existing setups. It only connects to the company’s most expensive soundbar at launch (the cheaper Beam and Ray soundbars will get Ace support down the road but Sonos only says that's "coming soon"). Wireless, lossless audio listening is limited to android phones capable of AptX Lossless, or use of a USB-C cable.

Without direct Wi-Fi streaming to the Ace from the Sonos app, it's also important to note that listening to Dolby Atmos music for iPhone users could be quite difficult if my past experience with other non-AirPods devices is anything to go off.

I don't want to sound too dismissive of TV audio swapping, just that some Sonos fans may be disappointed that this is the only way the Ace can integrate with a Sonos system. That's not to say Sonos doesn't have an advantage with how this feature has been implemented.

When pairing the Ace with an Arc, the headphones connect over a 5Ghz direct Wi-Fi connection, the same way other Sonos products like a subwoofer or speakers set as surrounds do. This connection is rock-solid and also lossless.

(Edit 5/22- The Verge is reporting that the connection between the Sonos Ace and Arc is 345kbps, or slightly higher than the 320kbps that AAC bluetooth headphones utilize. We'll need to test how aggressive and noticeable the compression is in our review before drawing further conclusions.)

While AirPods can connect to an Apple TV 4K to provide a personal surround soundscape to users as well, they do so over a hyper compressed Bluetooth signal. Roku's long-standing feature to let users connect wired headphones to some of its remotes also leans on Bluetooth. Sonos' implementation should be able to send uncompressed, Dolby Atmos audio to the Ace fed directly from your TV’s eARC port, so hopefully Sonos puts all that extra data to good use.

Sonos added that later this year it’s launching a feature called TrueCinema, which will alter the Ace’s audio processing to make it seem like the surround and Atmos effects are coming from the room instead of the headphones. According to press materials shown to Pixel Dash, “TrueCinema technology will map your space and render a surround sound experience so realistic you'll forget you're wearing headphones.” I’m assuming this will be an expansion on Sonos’ TruePlay technology that will give the Ace enough data to map sound more accurately than they will at launch. Pixel Dash has reached out to Sonos to clarify how exactly TrueCinema will work and will include any response in our review of the Ace.

Sonos is offering a compelling package with the Ace. The price is fairly in line with the rest of the premium headphones market and the features match up as well. Whether or not the added ability to pair to a Sonos Arc will be the difference maker is something only time will tell. If the sound quality and comfort are able to best Sony, Bose, and Apple then that might be enough to make first-time Sonos buyers choose the Ace as their first product, and I’m sure Sonos hopes those buyers will pick up an Arc down the line if they're interested in putting TV audio swapping to the test.

The major question is if existing Sonos customers will buy the Ace in droves as well. Every Sonos fan knows that these systems are built piece by piece with the expansion of your Sonos system becoming somewhat of a habit. The Ace's limitations as a new piece to a Sonos system could leave some users disappointed, but since Sonos says the Ace are its most requested product, I'm willing to bet plenty of existing customers will be placing their pre-orders today.

[rewirelessify]

Using Rugged Speakers with Multiple Devices

Are you in the market for a portable and reliable sound system? If so, there's no need to worry: rugged speakers are an ideal solution. But you may be wondering, are rugged speakers compatible with multiple devices such as phones and tablets? Well, the answer is yes! Yes, rugged speakers are compatible with multiple devices including phones and tablets. Rugged speakers can be connected through Bluetooth or wired options, and are compatible with different operating systems. Rugged speakers offer convenience, portability, better sound quality, and durability. In this article, we will explore the different ways about Using Rugged Speakers with Multiple Devices

Types of Rugged Speakers

As a big fan of the outdoors and a music lover, I'm always on the lookout for speakers that can stand up to the elements and still make a great sound. I've used many kinds of rugged speakers over the years, and I've found that each one has its own features and benefits. Portable Rugged Speakers A rugged speaker that is great for camping, the beach, and other outdoor activities is a portable speaker.  These speakers are small and light, so they are easy to pack and take with you. They’re also designed to be durable and shock-resistant, so you don’t have to worry about them getting damaged during transportation. Waterproof Rugged Speakers A waterproof speaker is another type of rugged speaker that is great for activities that involve water, like swimming or kayaking. These speakers are made to be completely waterproof, and many of them float so they are easy to find if they fall into the water by accident. Read More: How to Waterproof Outdoor Speakers? Shockproof Rugged Speakers Lastly, there are rugged speakers that are shockproof and great for people who want a speaker that can handle rough terrain and drops. These speakers are built to withstand drops, bumps, and other impacts without affecting their sound quality. Overall, each type of rugged speaker has its own benefits and features that depend on what you need and what you like. There is a rugged speaker for everyone, whether you want a portable speaker for camping, a waterproof speaker for water activities, or a shockproof speaker for rough terrain.

Compatibility with Phones and Tablets

I love to take my music with me, so I've tried out a lot of different speakers over the years. I've found, though, that many of them don't work well with all of my devices, which can be frustrating.  That's why I was interested when I first heard about rugged speakers. These speakers are made to be tough and portable, and they work with a variety of devices like phones and tablets. Bluetooth Connectivity I decided to try rugged speakers, and I was happy to find that they did work with my devices. Most rugged speakers have Bluetooth, so it's easy to connect them to any device that can use Bluetooth. This means I don't have to deal with cords or wires when I connect my phone or tablet to the speaker. Wired Connection Options Many rugged speakers have wired connections like an AUX cable or a USB port in addition to Bluetooth. This is useful for devices that don't have Bluetooth connectivity or for situations where Bluetooth isn't available or the connection isn't stable. Overall, I've been happy with how well my different devices work with rugged speakers. They are easy to use and can be used for many different things, making them a great choice for anyone who wants to take music with them.

Benefits of Using Rugged Speakers with Multiple Devices

I love the outdoors and music, it's always been hard for me to listen to my favourite songs in the great outdoors. Whether I'm camping, hiking, or just hanging out on the beach, the speakers on my phone just aren't good enough.  This is where rugged speakers come in. They have many benefits for people who want to listen to music outside. Convenience and Portability First of all, rugged speakers are very easy to carry around and can fit in a backpack or tote bag. Because of this, they are great for outdoor activities where space and weight are limited. Also, most rugged speakers are very strong and won't break if they get dropped, bumped, or exposed to the elements. This means you don't have to worry about your speaker breaking because it was handled roughly or because it was outside in bad weather. Better Sound Quality Compared to Built-In Device Speakers The sound quality is also better with rugged speakers than with the speakers that come with the device. Rugged speakers are made to be louder and have better sound quality than speakers on smartphones or tablets. This makes them great for outdoor events and gatherings. Flexible and Easy to Use Lastly, rugged speakers are convenient because they can be used with different devices, like phones and tablets. They can connect through Bluetooth or wires, which makes them very flexible and easy to use. In conclusion, people who want to enjoy music outside can get a lot out of using rugged speakers with multiple devices. Rugged speakers are a great addition to any outdoor adventure because they are portable, durable, have better sound quality, and can be used with more than one device.

How to Connect Rugged Speakers to Multiple Devices

Connecting rugged speakers to more than one device is easy, and I've done it a lot of times. Before I try to connect my speaker to anything else, I usually make sure it is charged and turned on. Step-By-Step Guide for Bluetooth Pairing Bluetooth is one of the most common ways to connect a rugged speaker to more than one device. To connect, I put my speaker in pairing mode and turn on Bluetooth on my phone or tablet. Once the speaker is in pairing mode, it shows up in the list of Bluetooth devices on my device. I choose the speaker and wait for the two things to connect. Instructions for Wired Connections I could also use a wired connection, like a 3.5mm auxiliary cable, to connect my speaker to my device. I just plug one end of the cable into the headphone jack on my device and the other end into the auxiliary port on the speaker. This method is especially helpful if I want to save power on either device or if the Bluetooth signal is weak where I am. It's important to keep in mind that some rugged speakers might not work with some devices or operating systems. So, it's always a good idea to check the user manual of the speaker to see if it has any specific requirements for compatibility.  Overall, connecting rugged speakers to more than one device is easy and can make my listening experience much better.

Common Issues and Troubleshooting

As someone who has used rugged speakers with their phone and tablet, I have run into some of the most common problems that can happen. Connection Problems Connection problems are one of the most common problems I've had to deal with. Even though I've tried many times, my phone or tablet hasn't always been able to connect to the rugged speaker.  When this happened, I found that turning off the speaker and clearing the Bluetooth cache on the device helped to fix the problem. Sound Quality Issues Another problem I've had is with the way sounds are made. When there is a lot of noise around, it can be frustrating when the sound is distorted or not loud enough. I've found that adjusting the volume on both the device and the speaker can help improve the sound quality in these situations. Battery and Charging Problems Lastly, I've had problems with the battery and charging, which can be hard to deal with when I'm using the speaker outside. The battery may not last as long as expected, or the speaker may not charge properly.  In these situations, I've found that using a different charging cable or adapter or checking the charging port for dust or debris can help fix the problem. Overall, these problems can be annoying, but I've found that most problems with rugged speakers can be fixed with a little patience and some troubleshooting.

Frequently Asked Questions About: Are Rugged Speakers Compatible with Multiple Devices

Here are some frequently asked questions related to the topic "Are rugged speakers compatible with multiple devices, such as phones and tablets?" What are Rugged Speakers? Rugged speakers are portable speakers designed to withstand harsh environments, including exposure to water, dust, and shock. Are Rugged Speakers Compatible with Multiple Devices? Yes, rugged speakers are compatible with multiple devices including phones and tablets. They can be connected through Bluetooth or wired options, and are compatible with different operating systems. How Do I Connect My Rugged Speaker to My Phone or Tablet? You can connect your rugged speaker to your phone or tablet through Bluetooth or by using a wired connection. Refer to the speaker's user manual for specific instructions. What Should I Do If My Phone or Tablet Fails to Connect with The Rugged Speaker? If your phone or tablet fails to connect with the rugged speaker, try resetting the speaker and clearing the device's Bluetooth cache. If the problem persists, try disconnecting and reconnecting the devices, or refer to the speaker's user manual for troubleshooting steps. Can I Use a Rugged Speaker for Phone Calls? Yes, many rugged speakers have built-in microphones and can be used for phone calls as well as for playing music. What Should I Do If My Rugged Speaker Has Sound Quality Issues? If your rugged speaker has sound quality issues, try adjusting the volume levels on both the device and speaker. If the problem persists, check for any obstructions or debris that may be affecting the sound, or refer to the speaker's user manual for troubleshooting steps. How Can I Extend the Battery Life of My Rugged Speaker? To extend the battery life of your rugged speaker, make sure to fully charge the speaker before use and turn it off when not in use. You can also adjust the volume levels to conserve battery power.

Conclusion

I buy sturdy speakers because I listen to music indoors and out. These speakers' compatibility with phones and laptops is a major benefit. My sturdy speaker sounds great with all kinds of gadgets. Bluetooth is one of the robust speakers' best features. The speaker's link to my phone or tablet is steady and easy. When Bluetooth isn't available, I've used the cable link, which works well. Rugged speakers can be carried around, which is another benefit. My robust speaker can link to any device. This improves my device's speakers' tone. Robust speakers are ideal for outdoor use because they're tough. Despite being dumped, my speaker works fine. For campers and hikers, this is great. Rugged speakers are a great purchase for music lovers who want to listen indoors and out. Because they're portable, durable, easy to use, and compatible with many devices, audio fans need them. I hope you all liked our article. To get more articles visit us: Rewirelessify Read the full article

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How Could You do This to Me

Colby Brock x Reader

Prompt?: No

Request?: No

Requested prompt?: No

Edited: Yes

Word count: 4384

Ko-fi

Masterlist

Warnings here

You can listen to the story be read out loud here.

Post Date: July 23rd, 2022

Post Time: 11:04 pm

Summary: Sam and Colby have now been in the new trap house they had built for two years. Sam may or may not have decided to bring back the prank wars with an oldie prank from the old trap house. 

Y/n’s Pov:

I sigh as I lock up the front door of the store I work at and quickly make sure everything is done with for the night. When I’m sure I’m done closing up, I walk to the back of the store and grab my stuff out of my locker. Once I have my stuff, I walk over to the somewhat old school employee clock system. 

I quickly clock out and head out to my car. I unlock it and get in, then sit for a moment as I feel like I’m going to fall asleep. I’m pulling out of my tired trance when my phone lights up. 

I pick it up and look to see there’s a text from Colby from maybe twenty minutes ago and a new text from Sam. I quickly open my phone and giggle when I see the old picture of Colby that he had made my Home Screen:

I shake my head and open my texts, immediately going to Colby’s first. 

My Coleala Bear 🐨: I can’t wait to see you tomorrow babe. Meet me at the house after my lunch date with Brennen? I’d say we could meet up now, but I’m stuck in another meeting without Sam 🙄. 

Me: Sure! I can’t wait to see you either amore mio! You’ve had a lot of meetings lately haven’t you? 

Once I’m done texting him, I close out of his texts before opening Sam’s. 

Samantha 🤣: hey. I was wondering if you’d be able to meet up with me and Kat after you're done at work?

Me: Sure. I guess. Where at?

Samantha 🤣: how about the In-n-out down the street from where you work? I know you haven’t had dinner yet. My treat. 

Me: ok. Yeah. I’ll see you guys there.

Once I’m done texting Sam, I see I have one more new text, so I again close out of his name. When I’m back in my list of texts I see a new text from Colby and open it. 

My Coleala Bear 🐨: I love when you talk in Italian 😏. It’s just… so you. And yes, I have annoyingly had a lot of meetings lately. It’s why I’m so ready to see you tomorrow. 

Me: Well thank you, amore mio 💙. I can’t wait to see you either. 

I sent my last text to him before giggling as I put my phone in the holder on the vent. Once I know it’s secure, I press play on my music before turning the car on. As my car comes to life I hear the chime telling me my phone connected to the bluetooth aux that I have. 

My music starts to play through the car's speakers before I start to back out of the parking space. I drive down to the in-n-out down the street and pull into the parking lot only to see Sam and Kat waiting for me. 

I quickly park, then turn my car off and get out of it before walking over to them. When Kat sees me, she smiles and pulls me into a hug. Next I hug Sam before he nods to the door. 

“Come on. Let's go in,” he comments and we all start to walk towards the door. 

“Where’s Colby?” I ask as I look around for my boyfriend. 

“Oh, ahh. He’s still stuck in that meeting,” Sam explains and I shake my head as a confused look crosses my face. 

“Shouldn’t you be in that meeting with him?” I ask and Sam takes a moment to answer. 

“Uhh, yeah. About that, we invited you to dinner so I could make a proposal to you,” Sam nervously informs and I look to see Kat giggling while rolling her eyes. 

“Sam, just get the conversation out of the way!” Kat exclaims with a giggle as she shakes her head. 

“Ok. Ok… can we at least get the food first?” he asks, making me and Kat giggle. 

“So, how was work?” Kat asks me as we all stand in the line. 

“Ahh, could have been better, but there’s been worse. I’m just glad it was somewhat of an easy day,” I admit as I rub my hands on my pants. 

“Sounds like you're tired,” she observes and I sigh, rubbing my hand over my face now. 

“You have no idea. We had a really horrible customer today. He even threatened some of us so we ended up having to call the police,” I explain and she gasps, covering her mouth. 

“I hope everyone was ok, you're ok right?” Sam asks and I smile, nodding. 

“I mean, I was a little scared seeing as I was one of the main ones he threatened, but we found out from the police that he was just one of the ones that always is hopped up on drugs and his threats are usually never real,” I explained and Sam smiles before pulling me into a hug. 

“Well, we're just glad you're ok. Colby will be too after hearing all about it,” Sam says as we pull away from the hug. 

“Hi, how can I help you?” The cashier asks as we now come up to the counter. 

We all take our turns ordering and when Kat finishes off telling him her order, the young man reads our order back to us. Sam confirms that it sounds right before pulling his wallet out and paying. 

“Come on y/n, let's get our soda then find a seat as Sam finishes paying,” Kat says as she links her arm with mine. 

“Ok,” I agree with a giggle as she pulls me over to the soda machine. 

We both fill our cups up with the drink of our choices before strutting over to a table. Kat plops down into one side of the booth and I giggle as I plop down on the other side. Sam soon comes over sipping on his drink and sits down next to Kat. 

“Ok. So, what’s this proposal, huh?” I ask and Kat grins. 

“Ok… so do you remember the prank wars?” Sam starts and I nod, still kinda confused. 

“Yeah. Didn’t you guys agree you wouldn’t do any in this house?” I ask and Sam nods quickly. 

“Yes we did, but I’ve been wanting to pull this on him for the longest time. Now that you're around, it’ll work perfectly,” he explains and I give him a skeptical look. 

“And what would this prank be?” I ask and Sam scratches at his neck nervously. 

“Order 213! Order 213!” We hear someone shout and Sam looks at the receipt. 

“One minute. That’s us,” Sam explains as he holds a finger up before getting up to go get the food. 

“Want ketchup?” Kat asks me and I nod as I start to get up. 

We walk over to the little ketchup station and we each grab a small cup. We each take a ketchup spout and fill up our ketchup cups. Once they're filled up we grab them and head back over to Sam at the table. 

“Ok. Well, you see… many years ago he and Kat pulled the prank on me. I’d like to get him back,” he explains and it’s like a light bulb going off in my head. 

“You wanna do the cheating prank, don’t you?” I ask and he nods. 

“With the added bonus that Kat knows. So when he calls her in a rage, she’ll pretend like she knows and that it’s not a big deal,” Sam explains and I sigh, shaking my head. 

“I don’t know, Sam… you know this is the most stable relationship Colbs has been in. He really trusts me, I don’t know if I wanna hurt him like that,” I vocalize and he nods. 

“I know, but I promise this will be the only time I ask for your help. Come on, please. I just wanna get him back for what he did in the old trap house,” Sam basically begs me and I sigh. 

“I just really don’t know, Sam…” I hesitantly rub my arm and Kat gives me a sympathetic smile. 

“Y/n, I promise you I won’t let Sam take it too far, ok?" Kat assures me and I nervously rub my arm again as I bite at my lip. 

“Fine. I’ll help, but you can’t take it too far. Ok, Sam?” I ask and Sam nods eagerly. 

“I promise. First sign of anything bad, I’ll stop,” Sam promises, making me sigh as I pick up my burger.

We all take a few minutes to eat before I reach for my cup and take a sip. I put my soda back down before swallowing the drink. 

“So, how are we going to do this?” I ask and Sam lights up with a devious look. 

“Well, he made the mistake of telling me he’s meeting you after lunch with Brennen tomorrow and I just so happen to know you don’t have work tomorrow either…” he takes a gulp of his food before he starts to explain and I nod when he does. 

“So I was thinking come over a little earlier to set up and when he gets home, your stuff can be in his room, but you won’t be,” Sam continues to explain and I nod along to his plan. 

“Hopefully when he gets home and sees your stuff, he’ll come looking for you and when he finds you, you’ll be in my room in my bed. Do you by chance have any skin-colored underwear?” he asks and I take a moment to think about it. 

“I have a strapless bra that’s skin colored, and yes, I have underwear that's skin colored,” I tell him and he slowly grins. 

“Ok. Wear those, then we’ll also be under the covers,” he explains and I nod as I chew on a fry. 

“Hopefully if it goes as planned, he’ll call Kat in anger and she’ll just shrug it off, saying she’s known about it,” Sam tells me and I nod. 

We continue to eat as we chat about other things and before I know it, we’re all walking out of the restaurant. We stop just outside the door and both Sam and Kat turn to me. 

“Well, see you tomorrow?” Kat asks and I smile while nodding. 

“What time should I be at the house, Sam?” I ask and he thinks for a minute. 

“You were supposed to come at twelve, right?” he asks and I nod. 

“Well, just come at eleven then. That should give us time to get ready,” he explains and I nod as I pull my keys out of my bag. 

“Ok. I’ll see you guys at eleven tomorrow then,” I agree out loud and Kat smiles at me. 

“We’ll see you then,” Kat agrees before pulling me into a hug. 

“Thank you for doing this, y/n. It’s going to be an awesome prank,” Sam says as I pull out of the hug with Kat and go to hug Sam. 

“You're welcome, Sam. Just keep your promise that it won’t go too far, please,” I say as I pull away from his hug and he nods as he puts his hands in his pockets. 

“I promise you. I won’t let it go too far, y/n,” Sam reassures and I smile at him. 

“Good. I’ll see you at eleven tomorrow,” I say with my smile wide and Sam smiles back. 

“See you at eleven,” he agrees and gives me a nod. 

With one last smile his way, I start to walk over to my car and Sam and Kat walk over to his car before getting in. Kat gets in, but Sam keeps his door jarred open as he watches until I’m in mine. Once he’s satisfied that I’m in my car, he finally gets in with Kat. 

I give them a smile and a light wave as he starts up the car before pulling out of his parking space. I then start up my car and set my phone up on the air duct like I normally do. I turn on my music after it connects, then buckle up before pulling out of my parking space. 

I drive home and pull into the parking garage of my apartment complex. After I park, I head up to my apartment. I soon make it to my floor of the complex and walk down the hallway that leads to my door. Stopping in front of my door, I pull my key out before unlocking it and sluggishly making my way in. When inside, I lean against the door and close my eyes for a moment before heading up to my room. 

I walk through my room and lay my phone on my bedside table before going to my closet and putting my bag down. I take a moment to think if I want to shower right now or not and ultimately decide just to shower at Colby’s in the morning. I tiredly change into my pajamas, which consist of one of Colby’s work out shirts I had stolen and a pair of shorts. 

I then walk out of my closet and shuffle my way to my bed. As I pull the covers back, I decide to just brush my teeth in the morning. It’s just one of those nights, you know? I get into my bed and pull the covers up over myself before picking my phone up. 

I quickly set an alarm for ten, yawning as I put my phone on the charge doc. Without a second thought, my eyes slowly start to close and I’m whisked off into dreamland. 

~The Next Morning~ 

I wake up with a start as my alarm goes off, making me reach out to my phone to turn it off. After taking a moment to fully wake up and rub my eyes, I get out of bed and go to the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. After getting dressed, I gather everything I’ll need to set up for the prank and throw them in a bag. A few minutes later, I’m heading out the door and on my way to the trap house. 

When I get there, I park my car, grab my bag and then head to the front door. I just walk in like I normally do, taking my shoes off by the door and walking up to Sam and Colby’s rooms. I stop into Colby’s room before walking back to Sam’s and knocking on his door. It takes him a minute, but soon his door opens and he smiles. 

“Hi!” He greets me with a large smile before pulling me into a hug. 

“Hey,” I greet him back before he’s pulling out of the hug. 

“So… did you bring the stuff?” Sam asks and I nod. 

“Wanna go change into it while I set up the camera?” he asks as he points over his shoulder and into his room. 

“Yeah. Give me like ten minutes,” I agree with a nod and he too smiles with a nod. 

I walk back into Colby’s room (or as Colby calls it, our room) and over to my bag. I pull out the skin-toned strapless bra along with a pair of skin-tone, boxer-like pants and walk into the bathroom. I quickly change into the outfit before looking at myself in the mirror to see that I practically look naked, which is exactly Sam’s goal. 

I walk back out to see Sam at the door of Colby’s room and he perks up when he sees me. I walk over to my bag and start to put stuff away, but Sam stops me. 

“Wait. Can I see your clothes?” he asks and I arch an eyebrow at him before shrugging and handing them to him. 

“Thanks,” he says as he grabs them from me. 

“What are you doing?” I ask as he walks out and to the bottom of the stairs. 

“Leaving just a few little things that will make him confused,” Sam explains as he lays my hoodie just in the middle of the stairs. 

He then trails back up before laying my shirt right before Colby’s door. He then goes back into Colby’s room and lays my pants just between the door and the bathroom. 

“I’m hoping that if we lay them all out like this he’ll start to think something is wrong, but then when he sees your pants maybe he’ll think you're just showering,” Sam explains as I follow him back out of Colby’s room and to his. 

“That makes a little sense…” I nod in agreement as he starts to pull his covers back. 

“Ok. I’ve got a camera just over on the table there,” Sam explains as he shows me the camera on the table right behind his desk wall. 

“And I have another one over on my shelf over there.” He points to the shelf where he has all his bearbricks. 

“Ok. So I think maybe just be in the bed talking and hopefully when he goes looking for you he’ll just come in to see us,” Sam explains his plan and I nod as I get into the bed. 

“Sam, you better promise nothing will go wrong,” I nervously say and he shakes his head. 

“I promise we won’t keep it going for long. Just long enough for him to be gotten back for the one he did on me,” Sam explains and I nod. 

“He should be home soon. He texted me just before you got here that he’s on his way home and to let you know he’ll be here soon,” Sam explains and I frown. 

“I’m going to hate this so much…” I nervously play with a string on his blanket. 

“I know, I promise I’ll tell Colby this was all my idea. Thanks again for helping me with it,” Sam explains and I nod. 

We just wait and talk for a little longer until we go quiet when we hear the front door open. We wait a few minutes as we listen to him walk around for a few minutes before just continuing with our conversation. 

Colby’s Pov:

I sit in my car after lunch with Brennen and sigh. I rub at my face tiredly before starting my car up. Once I start driving, I get a little excited at the thought that I can take a nap with my beautiful girlfriend. 

Before I know it, I’m pulling in through the gate at my house and smile when I see her car. I quickly park before getting out and heading into the house. After closing the front door behind me, I see her shoes and her hoodie near the bottom of the stairs. 

I shake my head as I pick it up and head up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, I find her shirt by my door. At first I’m confused, but I still pick it up and walk into my room. When I get into the room, I find her pants on the floor as well and shake my head. 

Again I pick them up before walking towards the bathroom to find the door cracked. I walk in, expecting to find her in the tub, but she’s not there. Now getting a little concerned, I walk back out, taking her clothes to the hamper in the closet before fully walking into the room again. I look over at the bed to see if I just missed her, but again she’s not there. 

With another sigh, I decide to try the kitchen. I walk back out of our room, but I stop right outside my door when I hear voices from Sam’s room. Confused, I walk over and knock on the door. The voices stop, but Sam never comes to the door. 

“You guys better be decent. I'm coming in,” I yell as I open the door. 

I walk in, but as soon as the door fully opens, I stop in my tracks. 

Y/n’s Pov: 

“You guys better be decent. I’m coming in,” We hear Colby say before the door opens. 

The door fully opens and Colby stops dead in his tracks as he looks between me and Sam. He scoffs and shakes his head before taking a gulp. 

“Really, man? Really, y/n?! Come on!” Colby shouts as he angrily rubs at his face. 

“The two people I trust most…” he scoffs out before shaking his head again as tears come to his eyes. 

“Colby, we can explain,” I say and he scoffs, shaking his head again as he closes his eyes. 

“Ok. Explain then. How long? Does Kat even know?!” he asks as he gets angrier by the moment. 

“Umm, about a month,” Sam explains as he looks at me and I just nod. 

“No. I can’t… I’m calling Kat…” Colby says, shaking his head before fishing his phone out of his pocket. 

His phone starts to ring and soon Kat pops up. She goes to say something till she sees his face. 

“Colby? What’s wrong?” she asks and he takes a gulp. 

“Did you know your boyfriend and my girlfriend were sleeping together?” he asks her with an angry look and she sighs. 

“Yeah. I knew it’s been a month. Me and Sam agreed to an open relationship,” Kat explains with a shrug and Colby’s face scrunches up. 

“So he sleeps with my girlfriend! And you don’t think to tell me?!” he shouts before just hanging up on her. 

“I really can’t believe you guys,” Colby shakes his head again before turning around and walking out the door. 

“Sam, that’s enough,” I explain as I pull the covers back and start to chase after Colby. 

Colby’s Pov: 

I start to leave Sam’s room with tears clouding my eyes, but y/n comes out and pulls my arm. I just push it away before going down stairs and pulling my keys out of my pocket. She yanks my keys out of my hand before throwing them aside. 

“Baby. It was a prank. I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have even done it,” she explains, shaking her head and I scoff. 

“Yeah, right. I don’t believe you,” I push out and she sighs. 

“Baby, look at me. I’m dressed,” she explains, but I refuse to look at her. 

“Come on, just look. Please, Colbs,” she begs with her voice strained and that’s when I look up at her. 

She’s dressed in a strapless nude bra and skin color like boxer shorts. I sigh and shake my head. 

“I’m so, so sorry, baby. I shouldn’t have let Sam convince me to do this prank,” she explains as she comes closer, pulling me into a hug and my hands go to her waist. 

“I’m sorry, man. I just really wanted to get you back…” Sam apologizes and explains from behind us. 

“Please don’t be mad at y/n. I pulled her into this,” Sam explains, holding the camera and I sigh. 

“I’m not mad. I’m just really upset. I thought I’d lost her and I’m not sure I’d be ok without her. She’s becoming my support now. After having so many issues in the love department, I felt-, no, feel, like she gets me. The fans love her. I guess I was just more scared than anything,” I explain and Sam nods. 

“I get that, man. I’m so glad you found her,” he agrees before clapping me on the shoulder and y/n smiles. 

“So you're not mad?” she hesitantly asks me and I smile. 

“I’m maybe a little mad at Sam, but never at you. You're my nugget. I can’t believe I actually believed it at first,” I reply as I squeeze her hip and she giggles. 

“I must admit Sam made it very convincing…” she agrees as she pulls away from me and Sam shrugs. 

“Sorry. I really, and I mean really, wanted to get him back,” Sam explains as he holds the camera on all of us and y/n nods. 

“I get that, but Samuel, I am never doing a prank like this again,” y/n sternly points a finger and Sam chuckles. 

“Point taken,” Sam laughs as he holds his hands up in surrender. 

“Wait! Kat!” I suddenly remember making Sam and y/n look at each other for a moment before they burst out laughing. 

“What?” I ask and y/n lays her hand on my chest. 

“Colbs, babe… she was in on it…” she explains and my eyes widen. 

“Oh! That explains it then…” I laugh as they laugh harder and I pull y/n to me again. 

“Oh right. I’ve got a lot of editing to do tonight, so I’ll see you two later,” Sam tells us as he turns the camera off. 

“See ya later, Sam,” y/n agrees and he nods at her. 

“Yeah, I’ll see ya later, brother,” I agree too and he nods at me before running up the stairs with a wave over his shoulder. 

“So. You wanna go upstairs and watch a movie?” Y/n asks and I nod as she grabs my hand pulling me up to our room. 

We make it upstairs and lay down in the bed. She reaches over to where I left the remote on her side table and turns the tv on as I pull her into my side. 

“Hmmm. I could just sleep right now,” I mumble as I snuggle a little closer and she laughs. 

“Then do it, baby,” she tells me as she rubs my head and I sigh. 

“But I wanna hang with you,” I mumble tiredly again and she laughs again. 

“Baby. Sleep. I’ll still be here when you wake up. I understand you need the sleep,” she explains as she continues to massage my head. 

“Hmm. I love you,” I again mumble as I press a kiss to her neck. 

“And I love you,” she softly says as she kisses my forehead. 

“If I wasn’t absolutely tired, I’d cringe, but I’m far too tired,” I say and she bursts out laughing before calming down. 

We continue to cuddle as she watches whatever she wants on the tv and before I know it I’m falling into a very deep sleep. 

The End…

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wild woods

pairing: han jisung x female reader

requested: yes

genre: fluff, smut, teeeny bit of angst minors dni

warnings: fingering (f receiving), semi public sex, unprotected sex (be safe), some sensual finger sucking, talks of flashing, tiny mention of blood

word count: 6.9k

a/n: my longest fic so far! i really like how this turned out so i hope you all enjoy :) (also trying out a new style of posting fics to see how i like it lol)

・・・・・・・・・・・

the last week of june was something you always looked forward to. not only did the week bring warm weather and bright blue skies, but it also meant it was time for your family’s annual trip.

in the past, the trip consisted of you, your parents and your obnoxious brother minho making the 3 hour drive to your cottage. but now that you and your brother had grown older, your parents opted to stay back at home and allowed both of you to bring some friends up.

your friends; ryujin, yeji, lia, chaeryeong and yuna, were ecstatic when you told them the plan. within seconds they all pulled out their phones to book the time off of work while talking about how tan they’re going to get.

your friends; ryujin, yeji, lia, chaeryeong and yuna, were ecstatic when you told them the plan. within seconds they all pulled out their phones to book the time off of work while talking about how tan they’re going to get.

and then of course there was minho's friends. you liked minho’s friends, they were nice and funny and you got along with all of them. but you didn’t know any of them really well except for one: han jisung.

you had gotten to know jisung through helping him produce some music. one night, jisung texted minho asking if he could give him a hand in the studio to which he responded that he was busy - but you could help him out. you generally didn’t know much about music production but all jisung needed you to do was press some buttons and stuff. plus, he said it made him feel less lonely to have someone else in the studio. since then, you’ve helped him out on numerous occasions and the two of you formed a sort of bond.

you had gotten to know jisung through helping him produce some music. one night, jisung texted minho asking if he could give him a hand in the studio to which he responded that he was busy - but you could help him out. you generally didn’t know much about music production but all jisung needed you to do was press some buttons and stuff. plus, he said it made him feel less lonely to have someone else in the studio. since then, you’ve helped him out on numerous occasions and the two of you formed a sort of bond.

aside from jisung, your relationships with minho’s friends was barely beyond acquaintances. despite that, you were looking forward to this whole endeavour as you knew you were bound to make memories.

day 1 ᠃ ⚘

the road trip up to the lake was eventful. ryujin is the designated driver of your friend group and yuna threatened murder if she didn’t get to sit in the passengers seat. that left you crammed in the back with chaeryeong, yeji and lia who bickered for the first 5 minutes over who should get to control the aux. some colourful words were exchanged and in the end yeji happily connected her phone while chaeryeong slumped in her seat in defeat.

for majority of the trip your car remained ahead of the boys, which is why you let out a groan when you pulled into the gravel driveway to find their car already parked and unloaded. they must have passed your car when you all decided to take a short break and stop at a crystal shop.

“ahh finally you’re here! took you long enough!” minho jokes as you enter the cottage, the rest of the girls following behind you. you just roll your eyes.

“don’t listen to him,” chan mumbles as you brush past him, “we’ve only been here for 10 minutes.”

it took quite some time for you to unpack the car; your friends packed like they were going on a week-long trip to paris as opposed to a 4 day trip to a cabin in the woods. once all of your bags were inside, it was time to arrange where you were all going to sleep. the room you were in has 2 twin beds that you and minho would use when you came up here with your parents, meaning 4 people would be on the floor in sleeping bags.

“this is my cottage so I automatically get one of the beds.”

chaeryeong frowns at your statement, “that’s not fair.”

“i think it’s pretty fair,” ryujin shrugs, “we wouldn’t get to be here if it wasn’t for y/n.”

a grin creeps onto your face as you triumphantly take your place on one of the small beds, watching with amusement as the 5 other girls play an intense game of rock paper scissors. in the end, yuna reigns supreme as the others roll out their sleeping bags on the floor. “i swear if i wake up and there’s a spider on my face, i’m killing both of you.” yeji mutters while glancing at you and yuna, and you all laugh.

・

since you arrived in the late afternoon, the sun is already low in the sky by the time you finish unpacking. minho and his friends had gone to buy groceries so you gave your friends a quick tour.

the inside of the cabin has a shared living room, kitchen and bathroom as well as two bedrooms. outside of the cottage there was a fire pit, a bright sandy beach and an old dock that would give you splinters if you weren’t careful when walking on it.

“i don’t care how old that dock is, someone better take cute pictures of me standing on it.” yeji proclaims and you vouch that you’ll take good pictures of her.

“but seriously y/n,” chaeryeong turns to you with a look of sincerity, “thank you for bringing us here. i know it’s going to be a great time.”

・

when the sun dips below the horizon and turns the sky a misty blue, you decide to conclude your tour and head back inside. besides, the mosquitos were getting bad and bug spray was limited.

back inside the cottage, minho and seungmin bring everyone dinner and you all eat together in the living room. hyunjin and chaeryeong are assigned dish duty and everyone else gathers around the card table to play some uno. initially you were worried that things would be awkward between your friends and minho’s friends, but conversation flows smoothly and everyone is enjoying themselves.

in cottage tradition, you and minho convince everyone to have a bonfire.

“the proper way to start off a banger cottage trip is to have a huge fire the night you arrive.” minho exclaims before heading off to collect firewood to put in the pit. chan has you help him gather all of the ingredients for s’mores before you join the others outside.

・

sparks leap off the bonfire with a crisp popping sound as you all settle down in your respective seats. snacks and drinks are pulled out of bags and coolers and everyone erupts in a fit of laughter when seungmin reveals his alcohol of choice is boxed wine. yuna finds it especially funny because it’s ‘so 40-year old white mom of him’.

red plastic cups filled with absolut peach vodka and orange juice are passed around and you all partake in a game of ‘ride the bus’, a drinking game that has more than half of you absolutely plastered. even in your drunken state, you grin as you look at all of your friends who are smiling and laughing; their happy faces lit up by the glowing fire. life is good.

day 2 ᠃ ⚘

the morning brings dark clouds and rain. lots and lots of rain. “hey, at least there isn’t bright beaming sunlight to make our headaches worse,” yuna mumbles from her small twin bed that’s across the room from yours. you groan before nuzzling your face into your pillow.

why did it have to rain while you were on your trip? you were really looking forward to hanging out on the beach today, you had even bought a new swimsuit that you wanted to show off. of course ryujin helped you pick it out (she has an eye for fashion) but you wanted to flaunt it to the other girls!

alas, your plans of laying on the sand under the warm sun are ruined as you check the weather forecast for today: all rain. a frown creeps its way onto your face as you toss your phone onto your mattress and close your eyes again. might as well sleep all day to get rid of this hangover.

“y/n~” chaeryeong whines from her place on the floor. you ignore her. despite it being the early afternoon, you feel tired enough to fall back asleep. for a second you almost do, that is until you feel someone jump on top of you.

you groan in displeasure as all of the girls pile onto you one by one, laughing as they shove you deeper into the squishy mattress. “come on y/n get up!” lia’s voice is right beside your ear, and you could tell that she was the one who started the dog pile.

in a split second you’ve pushed everyone off of you as you stand up, hands grasping the first pillow you can get a hold of before turning around and beaning lia in the shoulder. everyone shrieks and reaches for their own pillow as you all run around the room hitting each other. you’ve just scored a headshot on yuna when you step on yeji’s sleeping bag on the floor, your sock not providing enough traction against the slippery material and you fall to the ground.

somewhere in the process of you slipping and falling to the ground, your shirt flies up quite high on your torso. but these are your close friends! it’s no big deal.

that is until you roll over and see jisung standing in the doorway, his eyes wide as he tries not to stare at how dangerously high up your shirt has slipped.

in what feels like one swift motion you yank your shirt down over your torso and get back on your feet before nudging your friends to quit hitting each other with pillows.

“is there something you need, jisung?” you ask, trying not to trip over your words.

“oh yea uhh.. minho wanted me to let you know that there’s food uhh… breakfast o-or whatever.”

jisung is finding it very difficult to make eye contact with you.

“that’s great thanks! we’ll be right out.” yeji, sensing some awkward tension, blurts out in response. everyone nods in agreement.

“yea, thanks jisung,” you say before closing the door in jisung’s shocked face.

there’s silence for a moment as you turn around and walk over to your bag that’s on the floor, intent on getting changed and getting out of that room away from your friends’ stares.

ryujin takes a seat on your bed, “so.. what the fuck just happened?”

you continue to fumble through your bag as you respond, “i don’t know! we were all having that pillow fight and then i slipped on yejis sleeping bag and my shirt flew up at the exact second jisung decided to walk in so now there’s a very high probability that he just saw my boobs..” you’re out of breath by the time you finish your sentence.

“oh yea that’s not good..” lia whispers in response to your mini rant.

“hey look on the brightside!” ryujin starts, “you have a thing for jisung so maybe this is some kind of sign!”

you whip around to face ryujin as soon as she finishes her sentence. “ i do NOT have a thing for jisung and i don’t know why you would even think that.”

your friends exchange glances and you swear yuna smirks before responding, “come on y/n, you spend almost as much time helping him in his studio as you do hanging out with us! and you can’t deny the hair colour he has now looks really good.”

“just because we hang out a lot doesn’t mean i’ve developed feelings for him! and besides, he’s minho’s best friend so i’m sure he probably just sees me as a little sister.” you say in defence, but you know your friends aren’t giving this up.

“y/n have you seriously never read a brothers best friend fanfiction? this is how they always start!” yeji’s comment has everyone erupting in a fit of laughter and you figure that’s the end of the conversation - nothing you say will change their minds.

you turn your back on the pack of laughing hyenas you call your friends as you get changed, dreading having to go out into the living room to get breakfast. no matter what anyone says, you do not have feelings for han jisung.

・

breakfast is as awkward as you anticipated. jisung keeps glancing at you from time to time, his ears a bright shade of red meaning he hasn’t recovered from what happened not too long ago. luckily it doesn’t last long as he mutters something about calling his mom before running back into his room.

once breakfast is finished you help seungmin with the cleanup before returning back to your bedroom. lia sets up her laptop as you all decide a twilight marathon is the best way to spend your rainy cottage day. the 6 of you all find a place on the pile of sleeping bags on the floor before pressing play. you and yuna blather on about how much of a dilf carlisle is and chaeryeong - who has never seen the movies - watches intently.

a break is taken between new moon and eclipse. ryujin heads to the kitchen to make mac and cheese and yeji chows down on some doritos, causing lia to throw a fit since there are now crumbs in her sleeping bag. ryujin soon returns with 6 steaming bowls of noodles and you all eat while watching the movie.

at some point yuna sighs, “i wish i had a hot vampire boyfriend.” she says while gazing at edward with heart eyes.

“don’t you think jacob would make a better boyfriend?” chaeryeong questions while shovelling mac and cheese into her mouth. you all stare at her.

“uh uh, no way. jacob is so annoying! and edward is so.. so caring, and witty.” you retort.

yeji nods beside you before speaking, “yea and edwards charming and he’s kind of.. kind of like jisung, right y/n?” yeji says while smirking at you, the other girls stifling their laughs with little success.

“i hate all of you.” is all you can say before turning back to face lias laptop, hoping the movie will drown out your friends. they’re never going to let this go.

・

breaking dawn part 2 finishes and you all stretch before exiting the stuffy bedroom you’ve spent the entire day in. chan and hyunjin are already in the kitchen cooking something for all of you, so you sit in the living room and play cards while you’re waiting. jisung is still hiding his the boys’ bedroom.

once dinner is cleaned up you all decide to retire to bed earlier than usual. the majority of you had spent the day with a menacing hangover, so a good night’s sleep is what’s needed. you brush your teeth before returning to your bedroom, stepping over your friends sleeping on the floor before slipping under the sheets of your bed.

although the cottage is quiet with everyone asleep, the voice in your head won’t shut up. what the fuck happened this morning? and is it going to affect your friendship with jisung? what if he doesn’t invite you to his studio anymore? and what if he ignores you when he comes to your house to hangout with minho?

what if, what if … so many what ifs! by this point your mind is going a mile a minute and you know you won’t be able to fall asleep anytime soon. without disturbing the others, you sneak out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, making sure to use the flashlight on your phone to light up your path - you had always been afraid of the dark. after downing 3 cups of water, you decide a breath of fresh air is what you really need in order to calm yourself down.

the rain has slowed down to a light drizzle as you swing open the cottage door and step out onto the covered porch, the moon shining so bright it illuminates all of your surroundings. immediately you close your eyes and take in a deep breath - inhaling all of the comforting scents of the cottage. cedar from the trees, fresh water from the lake, some kind of manly cologne. hold on, that last one is something new.

you open your eyes and peer to your right, only to realize that you’re not alone. jisung is sitting on a foldable lawn chair, staring over his shoulder at the lake. this is great! maybe he’s too transfixed on the waves to have noticed your presence. all you have to do is turn back around and head inside without making a sound.

alas, sometimes even the simplest of tasks are undoable. the second you put your foot down behind you the floorboard creaks, and jisung whips his head around to look directly at you.

for a moment you both sit there awkwardly, your eyes darting back and forth between his and the door. but you soon realize the key to answering all of your troublesome thoughts is sitting right in front of you. you need to talk this one out.

“sorry, i didn’t realize you were out here,” you start, “i hope i didn’t startle you.”

jisung looks down at his hands on his lap as he responds, “you caught me a bit off guard, but it's fine.” he answers with a chuckle.

seconds go by as each of you wait for the other to say something, the sound of the wind in the trees preventing it from being dead silent.

“listen y/n,” jisung inhales deeply and your shoulders tense, “i just want to let you know that i didn’t see anything when you fell. i don’t know if that makes you feel any better, just thought i would share.”

you don’t really know what to say at jisungs revelation, so you just nod. of course you're glad you didn’t accidentally flash him, but that leaves you confused as to why he ignored you for the whole day.

“if you didn’t see anything then why did you spend the whole day acting like i don’t exist?” you respond quietly, as if your friends inside the cabin will somehow hear you over the wind and the rain.

“because i don’t know! i wasn’t sure if bringing it up or ignoring it would be better so i went with the latter.” jisungs voice trails off at the end of his sentence.

you can tell he genuinely does feel bad; his small huff of frustration is a dead giveaway. jisung runs his hands through his hair a couple of times, the radiant glow from the moon defining his perfect side profile. you force yourself to look away before he notices you staring.

“i-its fine jisung. i kind of overreacted and i’m sorry.” you say while glancing over at him. he smiles at you, and you both agree to just move on with your lives. you both exchange quiet ‘good night’s and ‘sleep well’s before you head back into th cottage. your burning questions were answered, and now you can enjoy a peaceful, thoughtless slumber.

day 3 ᠃ ⚘

the sun is what wakes you up this morning as opposed to yesterday’s rain. that and ryujin’s astronomically loud snoring. you decide to wake her up - once chaeryeong has taken a video - and all 6 of you eat breakfast, get changed and head over to the dock. yeji and ryujin are quick to jump in the lake as you opt to lay down a towel to sunbathe.

the cooler is filled to the brim with drinks and you thank lia as she hands you a smirnoff berry blast. yuna hangs her legs off the edge of the dock as you close your eyes; wishing that nothing or no one disturbs you.

“so..” chaeryeong takes a seat on the towel beside you, “any update on the jisung situation?” she prods. lia and yuna hurry over and sit beside you while yeji and ryujin spin their floaties around to face you. it feels like you’re the star in some high school drama tv show - and you hate it.

“please, i would hardly call it a situation.” you mutter before taking a sip from the can beside you. the chill of your drink is refreshing since you feel yourself heating up, although you can’t tell if it’s from the heat or embarrassment.

“i dunno y/n, he seems more flustered around you than usual.” chaeryeong responds and all the other girls nod in agreement.

you scoff. “you guys are blowing this out of proportion. jisung almost saw my tits, so what?! i’m sure he’s mature enough to understand that it was an accident. and besides, i talked to him last night and he seemed fine.”

yuna snickers beside you and you have to resist the urge to push her off the dock. “is something funny?”

all eyes shift to yuna as she responds: “sorry, I just never thought I would hear the words ‘mature’ and ‘jisung’ being used in the same sentence.”

the rest of the girls laugh at her statement and you just roll your eyes, biting your lip to hold back a chuckle (you didn’t want to give her that satisfaction).

“come on y/n we’re just joking around!” lia jesters - you throw your flip flop at her.

the rest of the day is spent out in the sun. initially you decide against swimming, but the way the emerald waves sparkle is enticing enough to have you jumping off the dock. the chill of the water is shocking but refreshing and you grab a bright yellow inner tube and float alongside yeji.

minho and his friends decide to join despite not being invited. chan and hyunjin let out loud howls as they sprint down the dock and jump into the water. minho follows shortly after and seungmin opts to climb in using the ladder.

while hyunjin fights yeji for her floatie, you do a quick head count and try to hide your disappointment when you realize jisung is nowhere to be seen.

“is jisung going to join?” you question your brother quietly so your friends wouldn’t hear.

“i don’t think so, he’s off somewhere working on a song so i doubt he’ll show up.” minho responds before wading over to the rest of the group. you try to hide your disappointment at your brother's words as you follow suit and head towards the rest of the group.

a couple intense rounds of marco polo are played and yeji screams when hyunjin successfully pushes her off of her floatie. the boys decide to head back in soon after and the rest of you stay out in the water.

chaeryeong has you reapply her sunscreen every hour and ryujin has a kim kardashian moment when her earring falls out and gets lost in the sand on the bottom of the lake. you all want to stay out longer, but once you realize how wrinkly your hands are from being in the water all day, you decide to call it quits.

back in the cottage you all take turns having showers to get the lake water off of you. everyone gathers around the card table in the living room to play a couple rounds of president and you join minho in the kitchen to start making dinner. the two of you reminisce over past cottage excursions as you slice up vegetables, laughing as you remember the first time minho tried fishing.

the energy all around was bright and happy; with you and minho laughing in the kitchen and your friends playing cards in the living room, a smile is present on everyone’s face.

once the meal prep is complete, you head out onto the back deck to help minho with the barbeque. at first he almost singes his eyebrows off from turning the heat too high, but once he gets the hang of it he insists that you call him ‘grill master’ (to which you refuse).

by the time the food is done, the friendly game of cards in the living room has turned into a full on screaming match. chan, jisung and ryujin argue over whether or not you can burn a 2 with a joker and chaeryeong boasts that she’s been vice president every single round.

the second minho shouts ‘dinners ready!’ from the kitchen all of the bickering stops as everyone rushes to get their share, thanking you and minho in the process.

some small talk is made during dinner and once everyone is done, you all make a circle in the living room to play mafia. seungmin makes an excellent storyteller and you all listen intently as he tells the story of how hyunjin was saved by the guardian angel and the detective, minho, was able to guess the mafia correctly. by the time you all finish playing, the sky has turned a deep shade of navy blue as stars twinkle and shine from above.

“well, it looks like the clouds from yesterdays rain are all gone,” minho starts as he stands up, “anyone up for some star gazing?

・

a plethora of blankets and pillows are brought out onto the beach as you all settle down for some star-gazing. minho was right, there wasn’t a cloud in sight and the stars shine exceptionally bright.

minho, ryujin and lia roll out the blankets on top of the sand while seungmin runs back inside to grab some coolers and his guitar.

“i wonder if we’ll be able to see the draco constellation from here! you know, the snake one.” hyunjin ponders aloud as he finds a place to sit.

“dumbass, draco is a lizard.” seungmin quips back as he opens up a cooler, the can hissing before he takes a sip.

“i think i know what i’m talking about seungmin. draco is a snake. point blank period.” hyunjin retorts, making you laugh since you know that the draco constellation is in fact a dragon.

for awhile you all sit together and stare at the sky, pointing out different constellations such as cassiopeia and orion. yuna gets frustrated since she can’t seem to spot the big dipper, and apparently jisung saying it’s ‘the one that looks like a big spoon’ doesn’t help at all.

after sitting on the beach for some time, one by one people start to retire to bed. chaeryeong and lia drag a sun-silly yeji back to the cottage and ryujin and minho follow suit, both wanting to get a good sleep before making the drive back home. hyunjin eventually grows tired of fending off mosquitos and he too heads back inside, leaving you on the beach with yuna, jisung, chan and seungmin.

you don’t remember when seungmin started playing guitar, but the way his melodic strums match up with the gentle rolling of the waves has your eyelids growing heavy. chan and jisung begin to quietly hum along, and you roll onto your side as the serenity of it all lulls you to sleep.

・

a small but sharp pinch on your neck is what brings you back from your dream-like state. how did a mosquito get inside the cottage? you were very adamant about keeping the door shut so no bugs would get inside. ugh, why was the cottage so cold of a sudden? and why did your mattress feel like sand? and holy shit, you were still on the beach.

for a moment you convince yourself that there’s no way your friends would’ve left you out her alone - when you sit up you’ll see yuna, jisung, chan and seungmin still sitting there beside you. but as you strain your ears for any kind of sign that your friends are still with you, you don’t hear any. seungmin’s no longer playing guitar, chan and jisung are no longer singing, and you are utterly alone.

your heart beats faster in your chest as you open your eyes and are met with a view of the lake as opposed to the view of your room. and just as you had presumed, yuna was no longer sitting in your line of sight like she had been before you drifted off.

how could your friends do this!? they know you're afraid of the dark! it’s one thing to be in the dark, but its a whole other thing to be in the dark, on a beach and far away from the cottage where all of your friends are.

“shit, shit, shit!” you mutter to yourself as you muster up the courage to make the sprint from your current spot on the beach to the cottage. just as you’re about to push yourself up and make a run for it, a hand latches onto your shoulder. you swiftly roll over and make eye contact with a clearly startled jisung, the scream you were about to let out dying before it passes your lips.

“holy shit y/n, are you ok?” there’s a clear tone of panic in jisungs voice as he helps you sit up while simultaneously shuffling closer to you.

now that you know you’re not alone you breathe a big sigh of relief before responding, “yea, i’m fine. i just freaked out for a second because i thought you guys left me alone.”

jisung removes his hands from your shoulder, and you miss the warmth it provided you. “yeaa sorry about that. everyone got tired and headed inside but i figured i should wait with you until you woke up.”

your stomach flips when jisung says he waited for you and you beg it to stop. you had already decided you didn’t have feelings for him! damn it, why do emotions have to be so complicated.

“well, thank you for waiting for me jisung,” you briefly make eye contact with him, “it really means a lot.”

much like last night, the two of you sit together in silence - although this time it isn’t awkward. the heat radiating off of jisungs body brings you comfort and you try not to fixate on his shallow breaths that go in through his nose and out through his mouth.

in the moment you say fuck it. fuck emotions and brothers best friend stereotypes and fuck everything! and that’s why in a split second you place your hand on jisungs cheek and press your lips against his.

jisungs lips are warm and plush, much like what you expected them to be. he reciprocates almost immediately, moving his hands to the back of your neck while kissing you with more fervor.

you don’t want to pull away but you do, your lips feeling cold the second they detach from jisungs. your heart is going a mile a minute and you don’t know what to say or do, all you can do is gaze into jisungs eyes as you search for some kind of answer as to how he’s feeling.

noticing your sudden sheepishness, jisung decides to take control of the situation by kissing you again. you struggle to take in a full breath through your nose as you kiss him back, your heart drumming against your rib cage. everything about him is driving you crazy - his scent, his soft skin, the way his fingers tangle in your hair.

jisung places both of his hands on your shoulders to gently push you onto your back before hovering over you, your legs spreading to accommodate his hips on top of yours. you find your hands automatically travelling down the expanse of his back, his muscles flexing as your fingertips graze his skin under the fabric of his shirt.

in an almost timid fashion, jisung begins to rock his hips against yours. it’s barely noticeable at first - he seems to be testing the waters - but the grinding of his hips becomes deeper as he grows more confident.feeble whimpers escape your lips as jisungs hands reach under the fabric of your hoodie, his palms making contact with your breasts.

the feeling of jisungs hands massaging your tits coupled with his pelvis rolling against yours has your panties growing wetter than the lake behind you. a chill runs through you when jisung pulls his hands off of your chest and out from under your sweater and you shiver. with his left arm propping himself up, he drags his right hand down your torso, fingers dancing around your belly button before slipping under the band of your shorts. your teeth come down on his bottom lip as he rubs you over your panties; the cotton material providing delicious friction on your cunt.

jisungs soft lips make contact with your jaw before slowly trailing down to your neck as you gasp. his fingers have now slipped into your panties and he toys with your clit before slipping his index and middle finger inside of you. the sudden but pleasurable stretch has you moaning into jisungs ear, your nails digging into his shoulders.

jisungs fingers aren’t long per se, but the way he curls them inside of you has you seeing stars - and not the ones in the sky. you’re glad he decided to keep his rings on; the cool metal grazing against your hot, wet pussy when he thrusts his fingers into you is a whole different kind of pleasure.

which is why you whine in disappointment when jisung suddenly retracts his hand, pulling it out from your shorts while simultaneously detaching his lips from your neck. a frown is present on your face as you make eye contact with him, causing him to chuckle. he mutters a quick ‘so impatient’ before popping the two fingers that were just inside of you into his mouth.

you watch attentively as he sucks on his digits, his tongue slipping in between them as he laps up your essence like its syrup. its difficult to pry your eyes away from the unholy sight in front of you but you do; your gaze focusing on his eyes as he pulls his fingers away from his cherry red lips. tangling your fingers in his hair, you pull him down to you as you connect your lips once again.

this time around you kiss each other with much more lust and drive, your tongues dancing together inside of each other's mouths. moving your hands from his hair to his waist, you work on unbuttoning his shorts - trying to ignore the fact that you are about to have sex with a man who is wearing cargo shorts. once you’ve popped the button open, jisung takes over and pulls his shorts and boxers off of him completely. he then helps by pulling your shorts and panties down your legs before tossing them somewhere onto the sand behind him. you thank god that you and your friends decided to lay out blankets, otherwise now there would be sand in places where there should never be sand.

once all bottom garments are discarded, jisung kisses you one, two, three times before dragging his tip through your folds. he teases your clit for just a second before sliding himself inside of you. trying to hold back a moan - sound travels over water - you reconnect your lips with his as he pushes his cock all the way inside of you.

much like before, jisungs movements are small and constrained at first; only shallowly thrusting into you to allow you to adjust to the size of him. the pad of his thumb strokes your hip as he pulls away from your lips to suck at your neck, his teeth nipping at your skin before going over it with his lips and tongue. your hands are closed tightly around the fabric of his tshirt, his thrusts now much more fluid as his cock slips deeper and deeper inside of you.

you feel your orgasm beginning to form when jisung moves his hand on top of your sweatshirt to grab at your breast, the fabric rubbing against your nipple. both yours and jisungs breathing pick up when you begin to grind your hips up against his, your actions causing your clit to meet his pelvis with every thrust.

jisungs hips slowly pick up pace, although he still continues to push himself deep inside of you with each stroke. desperate pants pass your lips as you cling to jisungs frame, your nerves on fire as your high approaches faster and faster. jisungs deep groans in your ear sound like heaven as you lock your lips with his.

one particularly deep thrust from jisung has your orgasm crashing down upon you, the immense pleasure causing you to furrow your brows and screw your eyes shut as you bite jisungs lip so hard it draws blood. your heart beats rapidly in your chest as you slowly come down from your high, barely feeling jisung pull out and cumming on your thighs before flopping down beside you.

the stars above you seem to be glowing a bit brighter the moment you open your eyes. you feel jisung haphazardly clean your thighs with the outside of his boxers before lying down beside you again - although this time he seems to be closer.

the sounds of crickets chirping takes over as both yours and jisungs breathing slows down, your legs now covered in goosebumps and you lay there bare from the waist down. jisung clears his throat from where he’s lying beside you, moving to prop himself up on his elbow so he’s looking right at you.

“listen y/n,” he starts, and you do. “i know what just happened was quite spontaneous, but i like you. i really do. and i hope that you feel the same way.” jisung says in the quietest tone you’ve ever heard him speak in. a pale silver glow is cast upon his honey skin as he stares at you, panic evident in his dark brown eyes.

you smile, fiddling with the edge of the blanket you’re on before speaking, “i like you too jisung. a lot.”

immediately jisung exhales and rolls onto his back, all traces of worry vanishing from his face. “jeez, why did you wait so long to respond! i thought i was going to have a heart attack.” jisung whines and you shove his shoulder while laughing at his dramatics.

the two of you contemplate lying under the stars for longer, but the wind picks up and you shiver. jisung pulls his clothes back on before standing up to grab yours; which are now laying in a soggy pile at the water's edge. you laugh and joke at how jisung was so eager to get your pants off, he threw them away with a bit too much enthusiasm.

the lake water chills you to the bone as you pull your sodden shorts up over your hips, opting to shove your equally wet panties into your pocket instead of trying to put them on. jisung shoots you an apologetic look while grabbing your hand and pulling you across the grass towards the cottage.

in the living room, he kisses you once more before you both head into your separate bedrooms and turn in for the night.

day 4 ᠃ ⚘

this time when you open your eyes, you are met with the view of your room. it seems that you are the last one to wake, since all of your friends are either on their phones or are up and getting changed. once they notice you waking up, they all seem to start laughing at something. laughing at what? you have no idea.

“looks like the mosquitos were pretty bad last night y/n.” ryujin remarks from her sleeping bag on the floor. your brows furrow as you brain struggles to decipher what she means after just waking up.

“it’s funny, i didn’t get that many bites,” says yuna, a grin present on her face, “but you seem to have gotten a lot. especially on your neck.”

and then it clicks. pulling your blanket over your head is the only thing you can do to hide your embarrassment as your friends laugh, chaeryeong squealing ‘awe cute!’ as your friends tease you by making kissy noises.

hidden under your blanket of shame, you can’t help but smile as you delicately drag your fingers across your neck and collarbones.

“i expect you to tell us everything on the drive back.” lia teases while tossing you some concealer before heading out to the kitchen. after you get ready, you follow suit.

a sizeable plate of waffles is shoved into your hands the moment you step into the kitchen. looking up, you see jisung flashing you a bright smile while dousing your waffles in maple syrup. “sweet breakfast for a sweet girl.” he whispers before winking at you and returning to the stove.

you eat your breakfast beside a melancholic hyunjin, who whines about having to go home while sadly shoveling waffles into his mouth. “think of it this way hyunjin,” you start, “this trip may be over, but we can come back next year!” you say, and hyunjin smiles.

while everyone is busy eating and packing, you quietly slip out the front door; making the now much less intimidating trek from the cottage to the beach. the crystalline waves lap at your ankles as you stride through the shallow waters of the lake. the waves - a pleasant shade of green - reflect the sunlight directly at you, making you squint.

you turn around when you hear someone else walking through the sand, smiling when you spot jisung who removes his sunglasses and places them on you. without saying a word, he slips his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers as he pulls you alongside him.

and as the two of you stroll along the beach, reminiscing over the events that occurred on the sand you’re standing on, you smile. you don’t want this trip to end.

[a-singleboat]

His Shirt

Word Count: 1533

A/N: I literally have no excuse, but I’m back!

Request: Can I request something where the reader and Shayne have been seeing each other for a little while and she unknowingly wears one of his shirts to work and the whole day goes by like normal but towards the end of it, someone like Noah or something ends up questioning it like “how has no one noticed this, or mentioned it all freaking day?!” And Shayne gets shy about it but the reader just laughs it off and it’s all cute and fluffy af💕💕- Anon

Over quarantine, you’d seen very little of any of your friends and coworkers. Working from home was tough, especially since you and your partner had just made the decision to move in with each other a week before the entire country had been submerged into a lockdown that stretched over a few months. The days blended together and eventually dragged on, which made you excited to return to work if anything. 

The morning of your official return, you woke up extremely early, not having been able to sleep the night before due to pure excitement. You wanted to get back to filming, to doing all the things you did before going into quarantine, you missed the hustle and bustle of set life. 

You were dressed before Shayne was, throwing on a button up from your shared closet as well as a pair of dark-wash jeans that only felt a little tight at the waist. You weren’t concerned, seeing as you were never really on the skinny side of fitness, you figured it was just early morning bloating that would go away as the day went on.

“Are you driving or am I?” you asked, bouncing on the balls of the feet as you waited for Shayne to pull on a thin jacket. It wasn’t fully winter yet but it also wasn’t cold enough to constitute a full coat. You had a thinner track jacket on as well, the zipper zipped only part of the way up in your hurry. 

Shayne paused by you to pull up the zipper the rest of the way before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Calm down,” he advised, pulling his mask on over the bottom half of his face. “We still have to grab breakfast before heading to the offices, Courtney asked if we could stop by that bagel place by us she likes.”

“Is it even open?” you asked, patting down your pockets to make sure you had everything. Once you were sure you had your phone, keys, and wallet, you then realized that you had completely forgotten your purse inside. You whirled around to head back inside when Shayne handed you the black bag, a knowing smirk on his face. 

“They’re open for pickups only,” he told you, pulling your keys from your pocket, “and I’ll drive, I don’t feel like getting pulled over by the cops today.”

“I’m not that bad at driving,” you tried to defend yourself, hurrying after him as he walked off to the parking lot. “I just take the speed limit signs as suggestions but that doesn’t mean I’m bad at it.”

He didn’t respond, instead holding the passenger seat door open for you. His action was answer enough. You slid into the passenger seat and buckled in as he shut the door tight, running around to the other side and sliding into the driver’s seat. 

“What are we going to tell them when you roll up driving my car, huh?” you questioned. “Our friends know we moved into the same apartment because it was cheaper as roommates, not because we started dating. If you roll up driving my car they’ll have questions.”

“It’ll be fine,” he tried to parlay your worries. “Besides, if you’re that concerned about it I can just say you had a headache or didn’t feel like driving after we got to the bagel shop. Not the end of the world.”

You sank back into your seat, coming to terms with the fact that Shayne was not going to let you drive. He pulled out of the parking lot as One Direction played softly in the background, the aux cord trailing from its socket to the connector on your phone as you dictated what you listened to on the way to the bagel shop. 

Shayne got out of the car when you got there, heading in to pick up the order you had called ahead for on the way there. He was back before Temporary Fix ended, handing the bagels over to you as you switched over to Alec Benjamin for the rest of the ride in. 

You ate your bagel on the way in, putting the vegetable spread evenly over the toasted bread and eating it as Water Fountain played. You held out a bit of your bagel, silently asking if Shayne wanted any. He took the bite, smiling when he realized you accidentally got cream cheese on his cheek. You reached out with a napkin and wiped it off before finishing the rest of your bagel. 

You arrived at the offices shortly after, unplugging your phone from the aux and exiting the vehicle. Luckily, no one was outside to see the two of you enter the building. You would say you were walking a little too closely for it to be considered friendly, especially during a pandemic, but everyone knew that the two of you were close friends anyways. Walking close together wouldn’t give anything away. 

“What do you have to film today?” you made small talk in the elevator, getting to your working mindset. You knew what you had to do, film a gaming video with Ian, Noah, and Courtney, as well as take a look and collaborate with the writers on a new skit idea for when production went back to being fully up and running. It would be a short day for you, which wasn’t ideal but at least you got some camera time.

Shayne looked up from his phone. “I’ve got the meeting with the crew and then some gaming videos, I think. We’re also planning for the Christmas video soon, so I’ll probably be with Wardrobe for most of the day.”

You hummed as the elevator doors opened, Shayne tucking his phone away and then sending you a wink. You felt your face burn hot as you scrunched up your nose. You reached up to fix your mask as you waited for the elevator to go up to the main office floor, heading straight for your desk where a pack of Lysol wipes and a temperature gun were waiting. 

Proactive, you thought, using the wipes to clean off the surface of your desk before finally setting your things down. You took your jacket off, draping over the back of your chair before sitting. You had about thirty minutes before your call time so you checked your email and went over a few of the new safety regulations that were put in place for filming.

The most notable were the fifteen-minute COVID tests you would have to take before and after each section of filming, meaning you couldn’t enter or exit the filming area without a negative test. Honestly, that was a good thing if any. At least the company cared in that way. 

Filming took up the rest of your day and when you finally finished with your writer’s meeting, it was six pm. Not as early as a day as you would have hoped but you’ve definitely stayed in the studio for longer so you weren’t going to complain. 

You were sitting at your desk as you waited for Shayne to finish up his meeting, casually chatting with Noah to pass the time. You were sharing one of your quarantine stories when Shayne walked in, heading straight for your desk with his things already collected. 

“Are you ready to go?” he asked, adjusting her jacket. “Also, what do you want for dinner tonight because I was thinking we could have lasagna but if we want lasagna we have to stop by the market on the way.”

You laughed, pulling your jacket on. “I could go for lasagna.”

Noah looked between the two of you, slowly connecting the dots. He pointed at you, a grin on his face as realization crossed his features. “That’s Shayne’s shirt.”

You looked down, realizing that, yeah, you were wearing Shayne’s shirt. You looked over at Shayne who’s cheeks were as red as a tomato. He started stammering, offering reasons as to why you were wearing his shirt. 

You just shrugged, quickly thinking for a way out. “The laundry must have gotten mixed up. Not the first time I’d accidentally worn his shirts.” 

 Noah gave you a look that read that he didn’t quite believe you. But he let it go, taking note of Shayne’s red cheeks and your flustered looks. He smirked, patting your shoulder as he got up. 

“I’ll believe you for now,” he said, leaving the two of you to stew in your minor embarrassment. 

“How long until everyone knows?” you asked Shayne who looked only mildly mortified that Noah was the first to find out. “We weren’t even keeping it a secret either… I’m proud of us anyhow.”

“I guess that means we don’t have to worry about who sees us now,” he said, looking on the bright side. “And yeah, keeping it a secret any longer would have been kinda dumb, wouldn’t it have been.”

You headed to the elevators, linking your arm through Shayne’s. 

“Not excited for the fans to find out, though.”

Shayne looked at you and then looked back at the opening elevator doors. “We don’t have to tell them. It can be Smosh’s little secret.”

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[unfoundhoney]

late night adventure ↠

↠ quackity x reader ; fluff ; requested

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It’s about ten til midnight when you get a text from Alex telling you he’s outside your house if you’re up for a drive. It may seem like an offer (and you know him well enough to know he’d never admit it out loud), but this his way of asking you to please keep him company. After pulling on a jacket and grabbing a pair of shoes, you sneak out the back door and hurry around to the front of your house where you find Alex parked, headlights and interior lights off.

You slide into the passenger seat, “Hey.”

“Hey.”

He leans across the console and kisses you hello. He puts the car in gear and drives away slowly until he turns off your street, speeding up to the speed limit.

“You okay?” you ask him.

“Just... stressed,” he sighs.

He works one handed to try and connect his phone to the aux cord. You take his phone from him and plug it in for him then hand it back.

“Thanks,” he says.

“Just stressed?” you prompt.

“I’ve been trying to stream regularly but I’m running out of time for homework and school stuff.”

“I’m sure your adoring fans would understand if you have to take a few days off from streaming to make sure you’re not disowned for failing a class required for graduation.”

“I was actually thinking of dropping out.”

“Maybe we don’t do that.”

“It’s an option.”

“No,” you say firmly.

Alex laughs, obviously teasing. He’s opened Spotify up and is typing something into the search bar.

“Babe, I love you, but if you play “Body Like A Back Road” I am tucking and rolling out of this car.”

“I’d pay to see that,” he challenges.

You grab at the door handle and unbuckle your seatbelt, leaning towards the door.

Alex grabs you by the collar of your shirt in a panic, “NO! Don’t actually- Jesus christ...”

You laugh; the door isn’t even unlocked.

“Oh my god, I hate you,” Alex groans.

You grab his hand before he can pull it back, kissing the top of it. He yanks it away from you.

“No. No affection for you, satan spawn,” he says. “Buckle your seatbelt, demon.”

You click your seatbelt buckle back into place then lean down to pick up Alex’s phone from where he threw it to the ground while scrambling to grab you. “Body lik” is still in the search bar. To make it up to him, you click on the Sam Hunt song.

Tinny guitar starts the song and Alex looks at your briefly. Maybe you’d like to think you took pity on him, but seeing a smile blooming on his face is well worth sacrificing your pride. Plus, he gives in to holding your hand when you reach for his after the first verse.

The rest of the few hours you spend driving around is full of laughs, as the time you spend with Alex usually is. You listen to music and talk. You go to McDonald’s around two. You start heading home at nearly three in the morning.

Alex parks two houses down from your home.

“Alright,” you say, unbuckling, “Pray my dad hasn’t woken up and realized I’m gone.”

Alex begins rambling off a prayer in Spanish and you laugh; he smiles proudly. Before you can leave, he cups your jaw and pulls you closer so he can kiss you.

“See you at school,” he says.

“See you.”

You give him a final peck before slipping out of his car and running around to the back of your house. Alex drives off to his own house and is settled into bed when he gets a text from you.

You: Just got done getting yelled at by my dad. Consider yourself lucky I didn’t mention I was with you, he already thinks you’re a bad influence.

[hxnmantii]

Class 1-A and their car habits

tw: crack/fluff, cursing

People: Bakugo, Shoto, Izuku, Sero, Kiri, iida, Mina x mostly gn!reader (Mina is the only one that’s implied female!reader)

Ratings: PG

A/n: yuuhh get into💋 I personally would like to ride with Shoto. I just wanna hold his hand👉🏾👈🏾 but not on no simp shit. Originally, this was going to be just boys but who would I be if my gay self didn’t add the queen herself? Anyways, Who would you like to ride with?

Bakugo~

Bakugo does that sexy ass thing where he drives with one hand on the wheel and one hand on your thigh and when you don’t pay him enough attention he’ll lightly squeeze your thigh. This man does NOT share the aux....his stingy ass. He says he doesn’t wanna listen “to your trash music” but will play bxmb threat and NBA Youngboy at full capacity with the windows down. If you beg enough maybe he’ll play 1 Nicki song. But he will throw a fit and act like he doesn’t like Nicki even though he knows all of the lyrics. Altough he’s really uptight about his car, he enjoys driving and picking up the Bakusquad in it because he likes to feel useful and needed. No doubt about it, this man has road rage. He’s screaming outside the window and in the car about how someone cut him off and when someone screams back him, he’s like “Pull over right now cuz those sound like fighting words to me.” Now y’all in the back of a cop car and 30 minutes late to your dinner date. You are not, I repeat, you are NOT allowed to even think about eating in his car unless he’s got that plastic wrapping on his car. He treats his car so good (at some point you think he likes the care better than you) her name is Bethany. I-

Shoto~

Shoto has one hand on the wheel and one hand in your hand, stroking your hand from time to time and kissing the back of it. He had a sleek gray sliver car with a sunroom (he never actually uses) that goes fast and he likes going real fast because what they gon do, give him a ticket??? When his dad the number one hero??? Try again. He’s also the type to flick off the cops as he driving by because ACAB. He’s always wearing a gold Rolex and you got your nails done so when you hold his, the acrylics compliment his hand and watch.(like the pictures from Pinterest) You guys ride in comfortable silence. It’s so calming riding with him because although you’re slightly anxious with how fast he’s going, you’re at somewhat ease because he’s doing it so smoothly and you trust him. His windows are tinted because once again he’s the son of a pro hero and people are nosy, neither you or him like that. Although you don’t really need the assistance with Shoto being a living AC and heater in one, his seats have buttons for each seat and you can warm your bum. His car had the clean car smell...it just smells really clean. He’s got a bunch of condiments and napkins in his glove department. He doesn’t know where they came from. His whole vibe in his car is rich and elegant. He gets his car professional wash every Tuesday and you are required to come.

Kirishima

Kiri’s got a big ass red GMC truck and he gave the truck these monster wheels so it’s a force to be reckoned with. Her name is Sophie and like Bakugo, he loves her dearly but makes it clear to you that he’s love you more than her. He does the sexy ass thing where he’s got one hand on the wheel and one hand tightly holding on to your head rest so his arms flexing and he’s backing up with a concentrated look. that is so hot to me. He’s got a sticker on the back that says “honk if you’re manly” . He definitely would let you take the aux because you guys made a playlist of songs you chose together. He would be the type to start dancing when a good song came on, almost hitting someone in the process because he took both hands off the steering wheel out of excitement. He’s got road rage but not enough to actually start shouting or flicking someone off. In the trunk of Kirishima’s car, he’s got at least 5 different protein bottles as well a case of water and some jump rope. He says “You never know when I’ll need it to work out” but he has his personal gym?? Anyways, he has a specific section in his closet for red button ups because he likes to match Sophie when he drives her😭 I hate to say it but Kiri looks like a hill billy especially since he’s got those shoulder cut out button ups. He’s cute with it and he’s happy so you somewhat tolerate it

Midoriya

Izuku has more of a family car like a soccer mom car or a dark green Ford explore because he likes to pick everybody up to hang out and he needs space since he’s got a lot of them. Not to mention, he also likes to cruise and enjoy his time with you no matter where y’all go because we all know this man is a simppp. At every stop light, he’s gently grabbing your face and either kissing you on your cheek or forehead. He tried giving you a kiss on the lips once but he got so caught on the feeling that he ended up holding up the line and everybody was honking and made at him. He was so embarrassed that he now waits til you guys get to your destination to do all that extraness. Being the big fan he is, naturally he has some All might themed seatbelts and has all might stickers all over his steering wheel. He also has little all Might figurine on his dashboard that he prays to get him out of car trouble. Genuinely think it’s works too. Izuku in his trunk has a bunch of workout gear and gaze cuz he’s sexy like that. He does not have road rage at all....maybe a little. He might flick someone off but that’s as far as it goes. He definitely gives you the aux because he loves watching how lively you get it. (Y/n) “Do you know your Megan baby?”🥰 (ZuZu) “Y-yes?”

Iida

Now hear me out...Iida has a motorcycle. He’s got a need for speed that cars can’t really fufill because you can’t weave through other cars like a motorcycle can. His motorcycle has the highest tech on it naturally. It’s all black but has lights underneath it so he can change it by phone and ofc it’s always blue. You guys also have matching helmets that are Bluetooth so you’re able to talk to one another without having to yell very much. When you guise stop, he rubbing your arms to make sure that you’re okay and/if you need to pull over. Now when he’s not riding the motorcycle he’s got a Tesla. He preaches about the law and following the rules but when he get in the car, that’s a different story. With him you better either hold on tight to him or you better get double seat belt buckles for extra protection because he’s about to try and race the flash. (And you thought Shoto was bad) You get out thanking the universe for letting you touch ground again. Iida got the type of car that if you even breathe incorrectly around it, it’s going off and waking up the whole damn neighborhood. When iida first got his car, he read everything up on it so he would be fully able to use the car to its full potiential meaning that he’s got Siri set up, he can lock the door from his car, and watch the cameras on his house through the screen of his car. The Bluetooth is automatically connected to his phone so no you will not be getting the aux but you can play some tunes form his phone. He’ll even make you a playlist on Apple Music with his rich self.

Sero

Sero’s got a red convertible with tan seats and the weather allows it, his top is always down. His car always smells so good because he uses the wild cherry air freshener in his car. He blasts bad bunny and daddy Yankee as y’all are cruising slightly over the speed light. He also likes blasting Ski Mask. He’s the type to sing you the words while gently holding your face and singing to you with a lovey dovey smile on his face. He’s very respectful and turns down his music when entering neighborhoods because he doesn’t wanna mess with the vibes. You two have matching glasses that says queen/ king on yours and king on his. He definitely has some throw dice hanging from his mirror along with a picture of you and him taped to his dashboard cuz he’s also a simp. He’s always has a packet of Extra gum in his middle console along with warm water bottles. If police pulls him over, he definitely the type to start flirting with him so the officer just to make him uncomfortable enough to let him off with a warning. For a fact, he has the Puerto Rican flag on the antenna of his car. He has Led lights and likes them to be colorful rather than on one color. Sero definitely jogs around the front to open the door for you because he’s a jester and a gentleman in one. His part of his car is that the top can go down solely for the fact that the sun always highlights your skins so well.

Mina

Do I even need to say anything about the Pink queen herself?? She has a cute pink steering wheel case with matching pink seats and ofc she has a bedazzled stick shift. She has a Jeep. She the type of person to has matching glasses with her interior and when you get in the car, she’s putting her music on shuffle: a dangerous move because you go from Brent Faiyaz to Jhene Aiki to fucking Cardi B, Flo Mili, and etc. When you unbuckle your seat to start twerking in the seat, she’s automatically going to start hyping you up. She’s got one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on your ass smacking it as you fuck it up in the passenger seat. Y’all are literally swerving from side to side and let’s be honest here, Mina is not that good of a driver so you have almost gotten in an accident multiple times. She’s the type to pull over to take cute selfies or videos with you and post them all at once captioning it with “Late nights w/bae”. Underneath seat she an emergency packet filled with makeup, clothes, hair and first aid kit supplies. Although she’s not the best driver, she takes the rules really serious because she would hate to have an accident with you in the car. Like Sero, She has led lights in her car but they only flash pink. Mina is the queen of putting falsies on so she would mostly definitely put yours on (without tweezers) once you park as well as do your edges if you ask. She just has that talent. *chefs kiss* amazing

Reblogs are appreciated!

A/n: I’m lyin I definitely would be riding with Bakugo because I have major passenger rod rage lol and you definitely don’t wanna get your ass beat TWICE

[mviswidow]

you have terrible luck

Jane Banner x Reader

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: language, someone was murdered and all that so blood, death, etc., anxiety

Prompt: heyyy! just wanted to say that i lOve the thérèse fic you did, absolute *chef’s kiss* 🤌🏼 i was wondering if you could do a jane banner one?where y/n assists on an investigation but jane and y/n have this rivalry but also sexual tension and like the reader asks jane out a few times, and in the end jane accepts. sUm like that ya know, if you don’t mind. wind river is one of my fav films and jane is just bae

A/N: ur so sweet omg, i’m glad you liked the thérèse fic, i honestly thought no one would end up seeing it bc there’s so little thérèse content on tumblr. i hope you like this one and tyg for sending me requests for other lizzie characters :)) i love writing for them <3 i got SUPER carried away w this one.. oops? i had half the mind to make this angsty at the end but i decided against it.

“Janieee,” You called, seeing the blonde not too far away.

She turned around and rolled her eyes with a smile, “I told you not to call me that.”

You shrugged and gave her a hug to greet her, “I can’t always listen to everything you say.”

Jane chuckled at that and crossed her arms, “Didn’t think it could take you any longer to get here.”

“Well I wasn’t exactly in the state, so,” You said, squeezing your hands together as the wind picked up and you got cold, “Wasn’t the last investigation you were on in the cold, too?”

“Unfortunately, yes,” She sighed, stuffing her hands in the pockets of her jacket before looking at you for a couple of seconds, “I don’t know why they keep putting us together.”

“Oh hush, you love when we get assigned to the same investigation,” You smirked, watching her huff and start leading the way to the body. 

A few hours later, the two of you made it to lunch in a quiet diner, “Where are we staying this time?” You asked as you shrugged your coat off and put it on the back of her chair.

“We?” she said with a raised brow.

You rolled your eyes, “You know we always get put in the same hotel room for these kinds of investigations. What would you have me do, sleep outside your door?”

“Would be nice,” she said sarcastically and sat down across from you, taking off the beanie she’d been wearing and smoothing her hair back.

You hummed, “Right, I forget you aren’t used to having attractive women in your bed.”

“For christ’s sake,” Jane groaned. “Can we work together once without you doing that?”

“When you finally go out with me, sure,” You smiled.

“We’re staying at a motel nearby,” she mumbled, looking down at her menu. “Now will you stop bothering me and figure out what you’re going to eat? We don’t have all day.”

——

“Has anybody been able to identify the body yet?” Jane asked you as she walked up after she got finished with a coffee run.

“Yes, uh- Mack Byrd, he was like 24, lived with a roommate, Bradley Collins. They have a cute dog, too.”

“You got all that while I was getting coffee?” She asked with a raised brow.

“Yep, You said, popping your ‘p’ and taking the coffee she was handing you. “I got their address too, one of the officers is friends with Bradley.” 

“Good,” She gave a small nod and your heart fluttered at the praise she so rarely gave. “You haven’t spoken to the roommate, though?”

“I’m not that good, Janie,” You teased, and she rolled her eyes at the name, humming in acknowledgment before walking away.

You stood there dumbfounded for a few seconds and before you were about to start wandering, but she turned around and called out to you, “What are you doing? Let’s go.”

By the time you caught up to her, she was already in the car, “You always get to drive.” You whined as you got in and closed the door.

Jane sighed and looked at you with her eyebrow quirked, “Are you serious?”

“..Yes?”

She turned the engine on and started backing out of her parking spot, “If you aren’t annoying you can drive us to the motel.”

“Since when do we negotiate for who drives?” You scoffed getting your phone out of your pocket to connect it to the aux cord to put on music and the directions to the house. You were glad that the one thing you and Jane didn’t argue about was the music you listened to.

“Since I figured out I’d benefit from it.”

You huffed, crossing your arms and taking your coat off before putting your seatbelt on.

Some minutes later of silence between the two of you, you spoke up, “Why are you always like this?”

“God,” she muttered. “Why am I like what, Y/n?” Jane asked, sounding irritated.

You frowned and turned up the music as you leaned against the window, away from her, but she turned it back down, “like what?” she repeated.

“Do you seriously not like me or are you just mean to everyone? I thought it was cute at first but now it’s like all you do is tell me to fuck off or that I’m annoying you.”

“Oh,” she sighed again. “Well, I’m not mean to everyone, I-”

Whatever she was going to say was interrupted by her phone going off, and you looked over to see your boss’ name on the screen.

She picked it up and spent the rest of the short car ride talking to him, and when you got to the house you opened the car door and got out quickly, not bothering to put on your coat until you were outside and the door was shut.

The rest of the day was really awkward. Usually, you bantered with her and it would make her laugh until she got bored of it, but you didn’t feel like talking to her so you tried your best to just talk to Bradley and ignore the way Jane’s eyes burned holes into your head.

When you’d gotten some information and it was time to leave, you said goodbye, offered your condolences, and went outside, leaving her to be walked out by the man. You made it to the car and stood by the passenger side, not wanting to have whatever stupid and awkward conversation she would try to have.

She seemed to get it because she just went around the car and unlocked it as she got to her side. You sat facing away from her the whole time. Was it childish? Yeah, maybe.

——

Jane let you shower first, and once she got in the bathroom for her turn, you made yourself tea in the little kitchen before leaving the room with a blanket around your shoulders to sit outside the doorstep in front of the balcony railing and watch cars pass every once in a while.

You enjoyed the sound of the cars passing and the wind blowing gently as you tried to ignore the uneasy feeling in your stomach. You didn’t want to fight with Jane. You teased each other a lot but it never got this serious.

Though you didn’t like to let yourself think about it very often, you liked Jane a lot. You had since the day you met her. There was a whole lot of sexual tension between the two of you, she knew it and so did you. The bickering was hot, the way she occasionally stared at you was hot, hell even the way she dismissed you after you said something stupid was hot. She didn’t seem like the type to date a coworker, though Maybe sleep with one, but your feelings would get complicated and then it would make things weird between the two of you.

Your sulking was interrupted when the door behind you was opened. You looked over your shoulder to see Jane in sweats letting out a breath of relief. You sighed and turned back to look at the street again while Jane hesitantly sat beside you.

Upon glancing at her, you realized you’d never really seen her looking this nervous before. You felt her looking at you for a few seconds before she cleared her throat and you looked over at her.

“I’m really sorry.”

“Okay,” You nodded hesitantly, waiting for her to say something else.

“I don’t dislike you, at all- it’s really the opposite. I think you’re really sweet and funny and you’re great company. I don’t think you’re annoying either-”

Your brow furrowed, “So now you can say you don’t think I’m annoying after you’ve hurt my feelings, but you complain about me all the time, so that means basically nothing.”

She nodded, “I know, and really, I am sorry. I have a habit of getting weird and kind of defensive around the people who I- well, like... I’m not good at showing people that I like them- their company. I’m trying to work on it. I don’t mean to be difficult and I don’t want this to fuck things us between because as much as we bicker and tease each other, I do like to think that we’re kind of friends.”

You hummed in acknowledgement, playing with your blanket for a few seconds, “You’re not as much of a bitch as I thought.”

Jane hit your arm playfully as you giggled, “Dick.”

“Hey, I thought the apology meant you were going to be nice to me from now on.”

“Nicer,” She chuckled. 

You turned towards her a bit, and pulled your legs up to your chest to rest your head on your knees, “But thank you for apologizing. I appreciate it.”

“I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings,” Jane frowned a bit as she turned towards you a little, matching the way you were sitting.

“I know,” you nodded. “But since it seems to be vulnerability night.. does it bother you that I ask you out all the time? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.”

“No,” She blushed as she shook her head. “It’s cute.”

“So you will go out with me then?”

“We’ll just have to see,” Jane hummed, making you laugh. “But you’re not mad at me anymore?”

“Not really. You’re pretty good company too,” You smiled, watching the way her hands were wrapped around herself, rubbing her arms. “Are you cold yet?”

“A little,” her nose scrunched and she let go of herself, flexing her fingers.

You sighed softly and got off the ground, “Let’s go inside.”

The rest of your night was spent well. You and Jane talked more than usual, and the conversations were more normal, with less teasing between the two of you. You shared a bed, which wasn’t new. 

You said goodnight to each other, you turned towards the edge of the bed, and after a short minute, you felt Jane moving around. She stopped when she was right behind you. Her forearm was against your back and you could feel her hair against your neck. 

Your demeanor towards each other over the next few days was calmer than usual. The teasing continued, of course, but it was more flirty and playful. You continued investigating after the medical examiner marked the case as a murder.

The nights were more than nice. Once you guys entered the motel every night, things felt very domestic. You’d fallen into a little routine to get ready for bed, one night you watched the Great British Baking Show together because apparently she loved it. 

After the first night, Jane started sleeping closer to you, and you stopped turning towards the edge of the bed. She seemed to seek out your touch.

On what neither of you knew would be your last night in the motel, you asked her about it.

“Are you okay?” You said quietly after she’d reached out for your arm.

“Is this not.. if you aren’t okay with it I can stop-”

“No, no- it’s nice. I’m just asking.”

You couldn’t see her since it was dark, but you heard her sigh and you felt her hand squeeze around your arm the tiniest bit, “I just get really anxious during the day because of like- I don’t know. Just- the last investigation I was on was kind of scary. I know this is our job but it doesn’t make it any better. Being around you helps, I think.”

“C’mere,” You sighed softly, turning to face her and holding your arms out.

“Are you sure?” She asked hesitantly.

“Mhm, get over here.”

Jane shuffled forwards and let out a breath when you pulled her closer and she tucked her head underneath your chin. She wrapped her arm around your waist, holding tightly, and you draped your arm over her to rub her back until she fell asleep.

——

“You have shit luck, Jane,” You huffed, because this was Jane’s second investigation in a row that has involved a shoot-out.

“Shut up, Y/n,” She hissed, breathing heavily as she pressed her back against the wall, getting ready to turn the corridor when she heard voices coming from far away.

“Sorry, I’m sorry,” You said, breathlessly before putting your hand on your arm. “Stay here, I’ll go.”

She looked conflicted, and her eyes flicked between yours before she grabbed you by the back of your neck and pulled you forward, kissing you eagerly for a few seconds.

When she pulled away you gave her a cheeky smile before turning the corner.

——

“Will you go on a date with me now?” You asked after Jane ended the call with your boss.

She bit her lip and smiled before nodding, “Yeah, yes. I really want to go on a date with you.”

[jisungful]

abandoned.

summary :: breaking into an old abandoned elementary school isn’t always the best idea.

pairing :: chenle x gn!reader x jisung (platonic)

genre :: horror/thriller

warnings :: all characters are kind of dumb (first person to die in a horror movie type beat), breaking and entering, implied serial killer!au, murder, blood, descriptions of gore, psychotic actions, character death, all that stuff :D

word count :: 2.4k

a/n :: as I was writing this, I practically scared myself D: also the ending is kinda rushed but oh well

The end of the school year was supposed to be fun, full of surprises, and that one surprise was Chenle clinging onto you like a koala with a tree. Up to this point, you hadn’t thought of how much of an interesting boy he could be--but him giving you physical affection? You could never believe it.

Chenle let go of you before saying, “Come to the library with me and Jisung,” His hair was messy, as well as his uniform shirt. You assumed he just went around hugging other people besides you. He grinned at you, “We’re planning to do something fun as a celebration for the last day of school! Let’s go!” He grabbed your wrist tightly, but not enough to cause circulation loss, at least. You began contemplating whether or not it was a good idea to follow suit of the boy, knowing him. Nonetheless, you were curious.

You both arrived at the library, seeing Jisung already sitting at one of the tables reading a comic. Sitting down in front of the boy, he closed the book once he felt your presences. He greeted with a small smile, you and Chenle doing the same. “Alright listen,” Chenle started, clearing his throat before broadcasting the plan aloud, “We’re going to go to my elementary school—but with a twist.” He grinned before continuing, “It’s been so long since I’ve been there, so it’s abandoned now and I’m pretty sure no one monitors it anymore. Although... it is still intact so we need to break in.”

“Woah, wait, we are not going to break into an elementary school.” you cautioned.

Chenle rolled his eyes and rested his palm on his jawline. “It’s not like it’s haunted or anything. As I said, no one monitors it anymore--you guys just aren’t fun.”

Jisung clasped his hands together before letting out a sigh, “I thought you were joking at first and just wanted to go and play on the playground or something. But seriously?” He shuddered slightly, subconsciously flipping the pages of the comic he was reading earlier. You nodded at him before returning your gaze back on Chenle. All that was written on his face was smugness.

“We have to try it once. Think about it! It’ll be fun, you know? It’s like in movies, we just have to be cautious of our surroundings.” Chenle assured.

You can’t believe you’re doing this. You really can’t. It was 3 fucking am and you decided it was a great idea to go along with Chenle (out of everyone else in the world) and his plan to break into his old elementary school just for fun.

You packed your backpack with a few essential items: a flashlight, a few bottles of water, a baseball bat, and a crowbar. You kept it unzipped at the top so they could all fit, keeping your phone in your spacious hoodie pocket. You put on a mask and a beanie to keep yourself covered in case of security cameras. You put on your backpack, adjusting to the heaviness. If you were being honest, you had this rush of nervousness flowing through your body, the fear of not knowing what will happen to the three of you once you break in and enter the abandoned building. Nonetheless, you head to your front door to walk to Chenle’s house as the three of you decided to go to beforehand. Step by step, your body grew warmer as anxiety rose. It hadn’t hit you that you’d never done this before--you were always the type to stay in and not go out doing reckless activities; but here you are, doing that exact thing.

Immediately as you stepped on Chenle’s rug that was placed in front of the door, it opened, him now in front of you. He moved aside for you to enter the place. “You got everything?” He questioned and you nodded. “Jisung’s not here yet, so I guess we have to just wait.”

You both sat on his leather couch, staring down at the empty mug with thoughts roaming your brain. It wasn’t breaking in that was scaring you--but the thought of getting caught and living with the guilt that you had done something illegal was. Attempting to engage in conversation, you spoke, “How did you even come up with this idea?”

Chenle chuckled lightly, fiddling with the watch on his wrist. “It just came to my head out of nowhere, I guess.”

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, you stood up abruptly, Chenle following after. You both headed to the front and opened it for Jisung. “You have everything, right? We should go now.” Jisung nodded and let out a breath he was previously unknowingly holding.

You three went inside of Chenle’s car, with Chenle driving and Jisung and you seated at the back. You took off your backpack and placed it on the floor of the car, the weight removed gave you sudden relief on your shoulders. Jisung plugged his phone into the aux cord and played soft, lo-fi music to soothe the nerves that were getting to you unknowingly.

You sighed, laying your head on the headrest of the car seat, looking out the window. It was a rather peaceful night despite what you were going to do in a couple of minutes—stars beginning to deem visible across the vast, dark sky, with only a few cars passing by in which you could count with your fingers. That was when you felt eyes boring into the back of your head, and you turned to see Jisung staring at you. You furrowed your brows and muttered a ‘what’. “I’m nervous, Y/N,” he breathed out, fear clearly laced in his voice.

You bit your lip. “It was Chenle’s idea, we can blame him for all of this.” you joked.

The elementary school definitely does not look as you expected--before coming, you imagined it to be completely abandoned, having growing moss on the walls, windows that were broken or punched, or even having “caution” tape around it. You guess it only happens in movies. But this school looked almost normal, for some reason, with only overgrown trees around it as the leaves fell on it. You let out a soft sigh, relieved that it looks fairly approachable and safe to go into.

“This is crazy, it’s been so long since I’ve been here. Let’s go!” Chenle beamed. You looked at Jisung for a moment, giving him a reassuring smile and a nod before putting on your heavy backpack and exiting the car as he did as well.

The three of you stood outside of the back door of the building, looking around for any suspicious cameras though found none. You pulled your mask up further before checking on Chenle and how he’s putting up with his attempts at opening the door. “I can’t find any key,” he grunted. You offered him the crowbar that was hanging off your backpack, and to your luck, it worked on opening the door. Jisung let out a surprised sound as he stood behind you.

The back door led to the gym in which you stood. It was empty, except for the lone basketball that sat in the middle of the vast room. The lights didn’t work, so you came to the conclusion that it would be best to use your flashlights, instead. You followed Chenle as he was the only person that knew the way around this place. He went toward the door which led to the hallway of the school, which connected to the many classrooms. The atmosphere felt terribly dismal, and it didn’t leave you with a good feeling. You couldn’t help but focus on the smell that hadn’t been freshened up for years.

“This is my 4th-grade classroom,” He slid open the door and across the room were sprawled out desks and chairs--it was like a forest, avoiding all of these objects just to get to the other side was like a journey in itself. In the back of the room were stapled class pictures of old students and teachers on a corkboard. Chenle desperately searched for the photo with him in it, searching across what seemed like around 10+ photographs. “Ah, here’s me!” He said, gesturing for you and Jisung to come to him. He pointed to his 10-year-old self, shining a flashlight on it to show it clearer. “It’s crazy how it’s still here.”

“You were cute,” Jisung commented.

“Are you saying I’m not cute now?” Chenle scoffed jokingly. He removed the photo from the corkboard and shoved it neatly into the small pocket of his backpack, thinking of showing it to his parents later today once he figures out a good enough excuse to where he found it.

You yawn, eyes getting tired minute by minute, second by second as you continue your journey throughout the huge school. You entered room 3B, which seemed like a music room—chairs stacked in 5’s, music sheets laying on the scattered desks, posters of musicians and guitar and piano chords on the walls begging to fall down to the ground as the tape holding it up collects dust. A piano lies near the corner of the room and Chenle sits on the bench that stood in front of it. He plays a mellow tune as you and Jisung look at all of the instruments that were isolated in a metal storage cabinet. You take out a recorder and try to remember the notes of the infamous ‘Hot Cross Buns’—however your memorization skill isn't the best and you end up with random noises. Jisung laughs at your attempt and you laugh back, putting the instrument back to where it was placed. You head towards Chenle, who was heavily concentrated on playing the song that was on the sheet on the music desk. You listen to the pretty sounds until he stops for a moment.

“It sounds beautiful,” you say.

Chenle chuckles before standing up and ruffling his hair, “I know, I’ve been playing practically since birth, you know?”

You both stood there, the moonlight reflecting on your skin through the thin glass. You turn your head, “Where’s Jisung?” You had thought the boy would follow you when you were walking toward Chenle—but he didn’t. There was no third shadow moving alongside yours and the boy beside you; the atmosphere grew cold. You beckoned Chenle to come with you before walking towards the classroom door to once again enter the hallway.

“Jisung! Are you an idiot? Where are you?” Chenle shouted out loud but there was no voice that followed. A curse word was muttered, you begin scrambling out of the music room to find the 5’11 boy that suddenly vanished into thin air. You knew how afraid he was during the car ride here and you never thought you would leave him alone like this. You stuck by Chenle’s side as you searched through most of the classrooms in the building.

No sign.

You were startled as you unlocked the door to the janitor’s closet, shining your flashlight down the stairwell that was somehow built in the tiny room. “Chenle, come here,” you beckoned. He rushed to you quickly; his eyes widened once he saw what was hidden inside the room.

“I’ve never seen this before,” he chuckled, “Maybe Jisung went in here, but for what?” You shrugged at the boy’s assumption, furrowing your brows before stepping in. Jisung was always curious about the world—you might think it’s his first life and he’s fascinated by every small detail that the universe could give him. Though, you would never expect that he would be curious about this particular stairwell.

A horrid smell hit you both once you reached halfway down the staircase. You muttered a curse word, “Fuck. It smells rotten in here,” Chenle agreed, nodding at you. You continued your way down to see Jisung’s body lay flat on the floor like a ragdoll. You took in a sharp breath as you quickened your steps down to see six other bodies lay in front of him. You rapidly shout out the boy’s name as you frantically attempt to shake him awake, wishing in the back of your mind that he hadn’t ended up like the bodies that were obviously sitting beside you.

Jisung groaned, sitting right side up as he held his head. “What happened to you?!” You question, helping him stand up. He looked around the room once more before taking two steps back when he watched the dead bodies lay on the floor.

He shook his head rapidly as his hands held onto your wrist. “I-I just saw that and I don’t know what happened but…” he shut his eyes. “I should’ve stayed with you guys. I’m so so so sorry.” You hear footsteps nearing you, both of your heads turn to the sound.

“Jisung!” You yell out. You froze once you see crimson flow out of his neck. Your eyes follow the holder of the knife’s arm to his face slowly. You stared with wide eyes and raised eyebrows. “Chenle, what the fuck are you doing?!” you breathed out.

Chenle tilted his head back with a slight close-lipped smile, enigmatic. Your eyes filled with tears as you watched Jisung’s blood drip, his arms holding onto what he thought was his best friend. “It’s so fun doing this!” he giggled, eyes crinkling through his smile. He pulled out the knife before quickly stabbing it back inside Jisung’s neck. “Is little Jisung whimpering? I’m just playing with you!” His psychotic laughter soon filled your ears and your breath quickened once you watched as Chenle stabbed him in the stomach laying on top of Jisung, a dark red pours onto the floor steadily. You wanted to look away but your body could do nothing but be full of shock.

Chenle’s head jerked toward your direction. You gulped as he stood up to walk toward you with an innocent smile. Once he cornered your back to the wall, he dragged the knife covered in blood along your jawline. You winced as the sharp blade cut through your delicate skin, you clutched onto nothing making your knuckles turn white. “P-please…” you whisper.

His smile dropped once the knife entered the side of your torso. “Now, you two can be with me forever.”

[echoalyssa]

Hey can you write asher adams x reader imagine where she is his best friend but also has feelings for him and she saw Olivia cheating on asher with spencer but she doesn't know how to tell asher and she avoids him and when Asher confronts her she tells everything..

Meant To Be | Asher Adams

Authors Note: Thanks for requesting! I’m sorry it took so long! 

Asher Adams is your best friend, but only your best friend despite the feelings you harbor for him. And the issue is that he has a girlfriend, one that he loves.  So that’s the issue, well one of the issues.

All you had been doing was walking to class, you’d decided to take the long way to your physics class, through and down some hallways that were basically abandoned. 

For a school as large as Beverly, it was quite a walk, you weren’t even sure what these classrooms lining the hallways were for.

You turn a corner, your head bobbing to a machine gun Kelly song from his new album that was playing through your AirPods. 

Instead of an empty hallway there’s two figures present in this one.

The male is pressing the female against a door to a classroom. Their lips are locked and it’s passionate, you can see the tongue, the body movements, the way she pulls him closer by his shirt.

You try to keep walking, to keep your head down but something in you urges you to look up, and so you do and freeze. It’s Spencer and Olivia, so deep in each other that they don’t immediately notice you standing there. You can't avert your eyes even if you wanted to. 

Olivias eyes pop open when Spencers lips move to her neck and she sees you, gaping from down the hallway, only a few paces away.

Her eyes go wide and her hands go to push him away. “Spencer stop!”

He pulls back from her immediately and retracts his hand from under her shirt. His eyes search her face hurriedly and then he follows her gaze to where you're standing. He releases her from his grasp and Olivia shoots forward, going to grab your hand. 

“It’s not what it looks like Y/N, I promise!”

You scoff, “It looks like you're cheating on my best friend!”

“No no it ain’t like that. Liv didn't mean no harm, this was all me a’ight?” Spencer says and rubs the back of his neck.

“No no, it wasn’t Spencers fault, it’s mine. I... I cheated on Asher.”

“Spencer, you’re on a break with Layla! That doesn’t mean you can do this! And Olivia, you looked like a very active participant!”

Olivias bottom lip quivers, “I n-never meant to hurt Asher, I love him! Please don’t tell him.”

You didn't think cheating on him would hurt him!?”

“I-I, my heart said-”

“Asher doesn’t deserve this!” You interrupt. “You claim to not want to hurt him but you’re his girlfriend. And you are his best friend Spencer! And on top of it all you want me to hide it from him!? If your heart said Spencer, you should have ended things with Asher first!”

Olivia crumples to the floor, and Spencer rushes to her side to hold her. 

“I’m not hiding this from him, so either you tell him, or I do! And don’t you even think about offering to do it Spencer, this is Olivia’s story to tell!”

“I c-can’t,” she cries from between her hands that are covering her face. You glare at her and Spencer and then spin around on your heel.

~~~

Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately Asher is in your next class. He’s already there and when you spot him you freeze. Why would anyone cheat on him?

He waves at you and when you finally unfreeze and have to walk past him he sticks his fist out for a bump.

You bump it, attempting to plaster a fake smile on so that he doesn’t see right through you as he normally does. Though you didn't want to keep him in the dark for longer than you had to. Now was definitely not the time to tell him. 

His hand shoots out and because he's sitting down he can’t reach your shoulder so his hand lands on your hip. You stop immediately, sparks flying from where his hand connects with your person.

“H-hi Ash.” You manage to choke out eventually.

“Hey Y/N, you okay? You look kinda pale.”

You fiddle with your hoodie string, “Um...yup just worried about a pop quiz.”

His head drops back, exposing his neck and you try your hardest to avoid staring at his Adams apple and the veins in his throat.

“We never have pop quizzes in this class!” He says with a chuckle, “But you know we’d cheat if there was one.”

You smile knowing that his statement is true and finally you tear your gaze from him so that you can take your seat.

The teacher is droning on when a tiny piece of paper lands on your desk. You look up, seeing Asher turn back around in his seat and you unfold the note.

In Asher’s signature handwriting, the note reads, My house after school?

It should be normal, but your stomach flutters with the anticipation of being in his house with him alone.

He turns to look at you for your answer and you nod at him with a smile. Asher grins. 

~~~

The final school bell rings and you immediately rush to the parking lot, specifically Asher’s car. He normally gave you a ride to school and then you’d sit and watch his football practice and do your homework before he’d drop you off at your house. 

Football practice had been canceled today so the coaches could have a coach only meeting.

He isn't there yet so you lean against the passenger side door until he appears.

“Y/N!” he calls you in a sing song voice and unlocks the door for you. 

You hop in, snagging the aux cord and he lets you, just like always. 

“Olivia hasn’t been responding.” He murmurs, because he’s comfortable letting you in on the details of his relationship, just before the music starts and you're hit with a flash of guilt. 

You would tell him, you would, just not while he was driving. 

His house isn't too terribly far from school, only a ten minute drive or so and before you know it you're hopping out of his car and racing him to the front door.

Asher wins of course, but it was always fun to try. 

“My room?” he asks.

You nod, trying to hide the excited smile that is trying to take residence upon your face.

He plops onto his bed and motions for you to come out on it too.

Has Olivia ever been with him in this bed? Of course she had.

“Ash, I need to tell you something.”

“Yessssss..?”

When you don’t respond he sits forward and takes you with his pencil so you screech. And then again for good measure. 

“It’s... about you and Olivia.”

“And..?” he prompts.

And because you can’t hide anything from him the words rush out. “I was taking the long way to class, you know how I do that sometimes? I was just walking along, lost in thought and minding my own business. And then I saw these two people making out. And I mean heavy, like hands under clothing, tongues down each others throats, making out. I didn't realize I knew them until I got closer and then I couldn’t believe who or what I was seeing but... it was Spencer and Olivia.”

You bite your lip to stop yourself from rambling on, one of your nervous habits, your eyes well with tears because of the pain you must be causing him. “I’m so sorry Asher. I told her to tell you but she refused and I couldn’t tell you any sooner than now and...”

He sits forward, unusually silent, and then he opens his phone and taps out a message. He turns it around to show you. It’s a message to Olivia.

‘I know. It’s over.’ it reads.

And then very calmly he looks at you, leans closer, and then pulls you in.

His lips land on yours, carefully at first, testing the waters to see if you were okay with it or not. 

And once you get over the initial shock that you're kissing Asher Adams, your best friend, you respond eagerly.

You part your lips more, allowing his tongue to slide into your mouth. You moan softly into the kiss as he sets both your mind and body alight.

His hands move to your waist, pulling you closer to him. His hand is in your hair and he’s exploring your mouth eagerly.

All too soon, you have to remember to breathe which requires separating from him. 

There’s a content smile written on both your faces.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for as long as I could remember.”

You grin at him, knowing he doesn’t need an explanation from you so instead you get out of his bed and pull one of his hoodies out of his closet. You change in front of him, sliding out of your crop top and sliding his hoodie on. You ditch your sweatpants, opting to just have on the nike pros you’d been wearing underneath them.

You climb into bed again but this time under his covers. He joins you with a grin that shows you all of his emotion and pulls you into his chest, 

“You are so unbelievably hot.”

You curl into him, listening to his heartbeat. There would be time to talk about this later, to work out the fine details. But for now, the two of you both just knew that this was right and you were content with it. You had always loved one another, you just hadn’t realized that it was like this, in this way.