#fox colored jealousy

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Fox Colored Jealousy has its moments but there's one key aspect that makes it ick

Fox Colored Jealousy has its moments but there's one key aspect that makes it ick #comics #comicbooks #manga

Akiha Konno has a secret–he’s a fox boy. Well, it’s more of a fox spirit that shares his body, so sometimes he sprouts canine ears and a tail when he gets worked up. Whiiiich is exactly what happened the day he first met Yukuri Takahashi, the cute guy who saved him from the perv groping his butt on the train. Turns out, he’s the solution to Akiha’s problems. The fox wants to cuddle Yukuri, and…

[who-do-i-know-this-man-s4]

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[blerdyotome]

Fox-Colored Jealousy Manga Review

Fox-Colored Jealousy is a one volume fantasy boys love manga by Machi Suehiro and published in English by Yen Press. Akiha Konno has a secret—he’s a fox boy. Well, it’s more of a fox spirit that shares his body, so sometimes he sprouts canine ears and a tail when he gets worked up. Whiiiich is exactly what happened the day he first met Yukuri Takahashi, the cute guy who saved him from the perv…

[kaitiedidslibrary]

Book 28! I added yet another kitsune romance to my shelf. This is a one-shot, and it was cute. Wraps itself up nicely, and was a very satisfying read.

⭐⭐⭐⭐

[vannyinthestars]

TGR SPOILERS AHEAD:

Welcome to Vanny’s live reactions to all of that

I have 259 Kindle highlights

There’s lots of thoughts and reactions so proceed with caution cuz this list is gonna be long

Will continue to tag my posts for spoilers but this is just everything from the entire book.

Guilty Lucas and Lucas being the one to get Rhemann because he was scared for Jean when Zane turned up hurt me more than expected

Emma Swift being introduced as a character feeding my soc med au shenanigans.

“Where is your rage?”

Some of the Trojans actually wanting Jean to snap (Derek) is interesting to see

Jean just casually admitting his MOM had his first ever captain and her entire family killed???? What???

Jeremy having a military dad oh he is so me. I’m trying so hard not to project rn but “Yes, sir” has me feeling lot of things

Notebook symbolism!

Jean quoting Neil and fighting back his own insane smile after Grayson is so important to me.

“Ill-bred child” is such a funny dig

“A single word is seldom rude enough to make a point.” SASSY JEAN WE ARE SO BACK

Jean saying he would’ve slashed Kevin’s tires before allowing him to escape makes me physically sick. I’m so normal about them.

JereJean sitting back to back.

Jeremy can’t sing being canon leads me to believe Karaoke is scene is possible for TSC3

“There you are.” I am UNWELL

Insight into Aaron’s trial and I was about to cry? Neil having to be there for Kevin but being stuck on the staircase

Jean not wanting to hurt BarkBark

“I like him Jeremy. Let’s keep him forever” “that’s the plan” FERAL FOR THIS

Cheek kiss.

“We’re his people” I was floundering around they are so found family and it’s what Jean needs.

Andrew being terrified that Grayson did something to Neil had me crying again. He came to Cali for Kevin only to find out Neil had gone without him probs to protect him from his feelings and then he was SCARED

The floozies calling Kevin Queen

JEALOUSY

Jeremy getting between KevJean and saying “back off” ohhhhhh I would’ve been shaking in my boots

JeanDrew scenes? Unexpected and unmatched. Ate them up.

Kevin teasing Jean over Jeremy?? Is he that oblivious intentionally? Will it ever get acknowledged???

Jean going after Bryson I AUDIBLY SCREECHED

Emma being the one to have the bandage idea for Jean’s fingers I need them to actually interact

Jeremy teaching himself French (Alsoooo who is his tutor gonna be??)

“You and me against the world.” I was crying

What did Jean say in French after the banquet when Jeremy got back with Laila. I need to know.

I was not expecting the Orgy mention at all- I could not even explain my reaction to that.

“The Trojans seemed to fall in love so easily” this is gonna get brought up again mark my words

Jean saying “Have a winning day!” I SCREAMED

Jean having to help carry Jeremy off the court paralleling Andreil in the later chapter (I’m getting there) is insane Nora

Rhemann punching Zane- I literally threw my phone.

“Fuck what I deserve. What about what I want?” THIS IS GONNA COME BACK I SWEAR IT

I actually cried and became nauseous over the Ravens v Foxes game. I understand why it had to happen plot wise but oh my god I thought they got their happy ending?? Andrew and Neil fighting for one another??? Dan defending Neil? I was so not okay I swear Nora you could’ve killed me with this one.

Browning is so real.

“I will choose you every time” is going to come back and be “Choose me” next book I swear

Yo-yo mentioned lmaooo

Jean’s favorite color being Brown? (Jeremy’s natural hair and eye color?)

“Cat wanted to be the voice of reason, but she would pry the stars from the sky if Laila asked for them.” I love them

Jean opening up about Elodie to Laila because they’ve both lost things they don’t know how to lose

Also circling back to Jean asking if it gets easier about grief hurt me so bad

The fact that Andrew appears to be the only character with a functioning Gaydar SENT ME

“Embrace fatherhood” and Jabberwocky Moreau have my soul

[meazalykov]

jealousy jealousy

sydney lohmann x uswnt!bayern!reader

summary: you start to feel a big wave of jealousy over your girlfriend's best friend

warnings: not proofread

after two goals, it seemed like your happy mood went away as it came. 

the shebelieves cup was in full swing in atlanta. It's the 35th minute and your head leaped high above the japanese defenders, your head connected perfectly with the cross made by lindsey horan. the ball soared into the net, and the stadium erupted in cheers. a smile broke across your photogenic face as you celebrated with your arms out jogging to the corner. your teammates surrounded you in celebration afterwards as you equalized against the japanese team.

despite the cheers of the crowd and the excitement in the air, something felt off. it was you. before the game, many of the american teammates noticed how sour your mood was.

your shots on the ball were harsh during the practice before the start of the match, and you were quiet in the dressing room– not bothering to talk to anybody. this is unusual, since you love talking to your international teammates that you see maybe once every one-two months. 

some of your teammates assumed that it was pre-game jitters, others assumed it was because of a recent homophobic scandal that occurred with another player on the team, since you’re is lesbian and didn’t tolerate what that player did.

however, that wasn’t the cause of your high emotions. again in the 74th minute you took a daring shot from the 40-yard line when you saw a weak point in japan’s defense. 

the ball sailed through the air, curving beautifully into the top corner of the goal. the crowd went wild again at the sight. you  didn’t bother running to the corner to celebrate again with your signature pose, but your teammates couldn't contain their excitement, so they hugged you tightly. 

as the celebrations died down from your second goal of the night, so did the smile on your face. the joy of the goal couldn't chase away the clouds that had been hanging over your thoughts. you’ve tried so hard  to shake those thoughts away during your international break in the united states, but you failed. 

after the game, your mood seemed to be worse since you had no distractions. even after winning the woman of the match, even after going into the final game against canada for the shebelieves. everyone around you knew that this was more than a “bad game.” 

“hey, is everything okay?” emily fox sits down beside you on the benches, placing her soft hand on y/n’s knee covered in grass stains. you feel tense before relaxing. emily is the closest person to you on the team besides tierna, you should’ve known that they will confront you on what your problem is. 

you take a deep breath for the first time since the end of the match, looking up at the sky while fighting yourself mentally. you wished that you could've concealed your emotions better.

“um– not really. you don’t have to worry about me.. it's ridiculous- sorry.” you rambled in thought as you looked, and around, emily. 

“huh?” emily asked, looking at you with her eyebrows knitted. 

“i’ve been thinking about syd.” you admit. you took a deep breath after speaking, realizing that talking about your feelings might be harder than expected. emily had a look of concern on her face as you moved your head to look down at your pink colored cleats. 

“oh no– did something happen between you both?” emily asked. everyone in the community knows about the relationship between german footballer sydney lohmann and you, the known american striker. you met sydney after transferring to bayern munich from paris saint-germain last season. 

“no- nothing really happened, its just about her and one of her friends.” you mumbled just so emily could hear. even though the crowd of people could easily conceal your voice if you spoke normally. 

“It's just... sydney has a friend named laura. i’m not sure if you know who is she but laura plays for frankfurt– she and syd have always had a close friendship so– I know that there's nothing going on, but their friendship... it bothers me. I feel sad even though I shouldn't– because it feels like laura knows a part of sydney that I'll never get to know, like she can connect with her on ways i cannot." you continued to speak as you spilled your thoughts to the arsenal player.

emily takes her thumb and wipes away a single tear that poured down your right eye. she felt bad, she knows that you’ve been feeling these problems for a while. however, its worse when you’re in america away from sydney. you miss your girlfriend a lot. 

giving a sympathetic smile, emily rubs your knee in comfort and speaks. “hey– at least it's good that nothing too bad happened! i don’t want to offend you– but jealousy is tough.”

“i’m not jealous!” you lied as your face scrunched. emily shook her head, ignoring your protest, and spoke again “girl– you have to remember that what she has with you and laura is different. from what i am seeing and what you’re talking about, its clear that she loves you a lot. what she has with her friend doesn’t take away from what she has with you." emily said. 

“i know but how can i get rid of these feelings? i feel terrible because i don’t want to talk to her  just for her to think that i do not trust her.”  you ask emily. the arsenal player would never judge you, you know that, so you’re comfortable with asking her these questions. 

“you can change your mindset into believing that there is no threat to your relationship and you need talk to sydney about how you feel– especially that second one– you might resent her if you hold your thoughts in and that is not good.” emily gave the best advice she could at that moment. you know that you’re both worn out from the game against japan. so, you nod your head in response before you both stood up to head into the dressing room. 

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back in munich, you sat on your beige sectional sofa in your shared apartment with sydney. you won the shebelieves cup a week prior after a penalty kick made by emily fox. 

you were scrolling on your tiktok app before swiping out. your fingers pressed on the instagram app and the first post you saw was a post from sydney. 

sydneylohmann

liked by news4fem, wosofans, and 12,974 others

sydneylohmann 🇩🇪🤍🖤

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y/n.l/n cute cute cute 🥰😍

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you commented on the post, as you always showed appreciation under your girlfriends posts, but you tried to ignore the knot forming in your stomach. you looked around and saw sydney walk into the living room from the kitchen. she laid right beside you and put her arm around your shoulders, looking up at the netflix documentary you put on TV. 

"the post you made to insta earlier is adorable. you and laura are really close, huh?" you said. you weren’t lying about finding her post adorable. you just wanted to find clarity from your intrusive thoughts. 

sydney glanced over at y/n, a smile on her face. "yeah, laura is my best friend on the national team. we've been through a lot together." 

you slightly smiled at her talking.

however, there was a hint of sadness in your eyes that sydney picked up on. she put down a water bottle she had in her left hand down on the coffee table, before turning her body to face you. 

“hey– is everything okay?” sydney asked. your eyes widened realizing that you couldn’t hide your feelings from her. 

“yes i’m okay, why?” you breathed out. sydney’s eyebrows knitted, she wasn’t convinced.  

“you’re lying?” sydney said, the tone she said it sounded like a question. however, you knew she wasn’t. 

you immediately shook your head, a bit too quickly. "no i’m not."

sydney raised an eyebrow, still not convinced. "y/n, come on. I know you better than that. what's going on?"

you sighed, feeling the weight of your insecurities pressing down on you. you’ve remembered emily’s comment from almost two weeks ago. you had to speak before your thoughts turned into resentment, even if sydney would get mad at you for what you’re about to say. 

"it's you and laura– it's just– don’t take this the wrong way– but i’m jealous of her– wait– it’s not that i'm jealous of something happening between you two. you guys have this special bond that's just–” you took a deep breath as sydney gave you looks of confusion and sadness. 

“sorry– you and laura seem to share something special, and it makes me feel like i'm missing out on some part of you. i know we’ve only been together since last season, but i just feel– left out?" you’ve tried to fit your emotions into the right words. instead of being upset, your girlfriend’s facial expression softened, 

she took both of your hands into hers. "hey, i’m not upset— laura is my best friend– but you are the love of my life.” 

you looked down, your voice barely above a whisper. "it's just that sometimes the media ships you two together, and before i could ignore it but now it gets to me. i know it's wrong, but it bothers me especially on international breaks."

your girlfriend moved her hands away from yours, cupping your face into her hands now– making sure you had her full attention. "it's not wrong if the media bothers you, they have the tendency to bother everyone– but i need you to understand that you have nothing to worry about– laura appreciates and loves how much you mean to me– she has her own girlfriend who she loves dearly too– the media doesn't know us at all. you are mine and i am yours, y/n.” 

you felt a warmth spread through your chest at sydney's reassurance. this is one reason why you fell in love with her a year ago. she always had the words to make you feel better and the compatibility between the both of you was strong. you should’ve known that you’d have nothing to worry about "thank you, syd. i needed to hear that– i’m sorry."

sydney leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead as a tear fell from your right eye. she wiped it with her thumb as soon as she noticed it. "anytime. and you don’t need to apologize. I love you and only you romantically."

<3

[wileys-russo]

woso blurbs masterlist

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✨ II alessia russo masterlist II AR23

✨ II leah williamson masterlist II LW6

✨ II mary earps masterlist II ME27

✨ II alexia putellas masterlist II AP11

✨  II jenni hermoso masterlist II JH10

✨ II barcelona femeni masterlist II FCB

✨ II kyra cooney cross masterlist II KCC23

✨ II katie mccabe masterlist II KM15

✨ II georgia stanway masterlist II GS8

✨ II emily fox masterlist II EF23

✨ II a.russo & l.williamson x reader II

the wrangler

chess pawn

jersey jealousy

best behaviour

you’re not doing it right

i licked it so its mine

seeing red

flu season (2)

offence and defence

switch up

special brownies

✨ II e.toone x reader II ET7

red vs blue

sorry seems to be the hardest word

headlock

tiktok edits

drama queen

rage room

✨ || m.león & i.engen x reader II

teasing

mario kart

bed bound

sunkissed

✨ || m.león x reader II ML4

coloring book

you love me, really

oh capitana

✨ || i.engen x reader II IE23

celebrations

keep it simple

squeamish

zoo day

childhood walls

a simple cronut

✨ II f.rolfö x reader II FR18

drowned rat

lipstick stains

✨ II awfc x reader II

drop kick

travel buddies

april fools

not a prank

✨ II l.bronze x reader II LB15

the downpour

girlfriend

girlfriend ficlet

✨ II s.blackstenius x reader II SB25

tongue tied

my love you’re forgetting something

you look like you need a hug

✨ II l.wälti x reader II LW13

perfect grade

correction

oblivious

✨ II g.clinton x reader II GC11

you never asked

restless

chocolate thief

the best view

✨ II a.kennedy x reader II AK14

panini

secrets out

golden hour

competitive streak

✨ II a.bonmatí x reader II AB14

half sized

stop taking signs home when you win a game

not helping

you're comfy

you can do it

✨ II e.carpenter x reader II EC21

roadrunner

✨II n.charles x reader II NC21

sweet jealousy

✨ II m.bright x reader II MB4

my captain

masterchef

fa cup final

flat packs

✨ || m.le-tissier x reader II MLT4

trick or treat

hotshot

✨ II s.kerr x reader II SK20

crumble

✨ II p.guijarro x reader II PG12

how bad is it

✨ II m.rodriguez x reader II MR1

jump scare

✨ || h.raso x reader II HR16

world class

✨ II l.freigang x reader II LF10

lockscreen

[galaxysupreme17]

Jealousy at the Fair

Y/n = Your Name

AgathaRio x daughter!reader

The Westview carnival was in full swing, with its colorful lights reflecting off the nearby lake and the faint sounds of laughter and music weaving through the air. Y/n dragged her moms through the crowd, pointing excitedly at every booth they passed. They’d already hit the classic games, winning a stuffed fox and a goldfish in a plastic bag, and Y/n was determined they’d conquer the whole carnival before they left.

As they neared the cotton candy stand, a man sidled up to Agatha, his expression overly friendly and his smile wide. “Enjoying the carnival?” he asked, his eyes not leaving her.

Agatha raised an eyebrow, her gaze shifting to the cotton candy. “Yes, it’s lovely,” she replied, her tone polite but distracted. She was more interested in their evening as a family than chatting with a stranger, and she was about to move on when the man spoke again.

“Would you like some cotton candy? On me,” he offered with a smile that bordered on smug, gesturing toward the stand.

Agatha’s eyes flicked down to the wedding ring on her left hand, which she wore proudly and openly, a constant reminder of her family and everything she held dear. But the man seemed either oblivious or unbothered by this detail. Just as Agatha was about to give a polite but firm decline, Rio appeared, gliding smoothly into the conversation.

Without acknowledging the man, Rio wrapped an arm securely around Agatha’s waist, pulling her close. She fixed her wife with a warm smile and spoke as if the stranger simply didn’t exist. “What do you think, darling?” she asked, leaning into Agatha with a soft smile. “Should we get caramel apples and hot chocolate, or maybe one of those big pretzels?”

Agatha caught on immediately, leaning into Rio with a smile that radiated warmth. “Caramel apples, definitely,” she replied, her voice softening. The two gazed at each other with such genuine affection that the man might as well have been invisible.

The stranger huffed, clearly unimpressed by being ignored. With a heavy roll of his eyes, he turned on his heel and disappeared into the crowd.

Once he was out of earshot, Y/n broke into laughter, clapping her hands and leaning against Rio’s shoulder. “Mom! That was amazing! You didn’t even have to look at him!”

Rio smirked, tightening her hold on Agatha as she dropped a playful kiss on her wife’s cheek. “No need to waste my energy on someone who can’t even see what’s right in front of them.” She gave Agatha a quick, soft kiss on the lips, making Y/n scrunch her nose in playful disgust.

“You two are like a rom-com waiting to happen,” Y/n teased, feigning exasperation. “Mom, you’re so protective—it’s like you’re making sure no one even thinks about stealing Mama away!”

Agatha chuckled, brushing a stray lock of hair out of Y/n’s face. “Your mom’s always had a flair for making her point.” She squeezed Rio’s hand. “It’s one of the many reasons I adore her.”

Rio flashed Y/n a grin, clearly pleased with herself. “Well, someone’s got to keep everyone in check. Right, kid?”

“Absolutely,” Y/n replied with a laugh. “I’m just lucky I’m already family, or you’d probably give me the same treatment.” She glanced back at the now-abandoned cotton candy stand. “Think we can grab one of those pretzels on the way to the Ferris wheel?”

“Only if we get caramel apples, too,” Agatha chimed in with a smile.

With an arm still wrapped around Agatha, Rio steered them toward the food stands, indulging Y/n’s every whim and laughing along at her daughter’s antics. After a few games of ring toss and a round at the balloon darts booth, they were stocked with snacks, prizes, and laughter.

As they strolled toward the Ferris wheel, Y/n suddenly stopped, spotting a booth where a small magical flame danced inside a glass sphere. “Ooh, look! They’ve got enchanted trinkets!” she exclaimed, rushing over.

Agatha smiled, following her, and Rio joined, inspecting the various mystical items on display. The carnival vendor noticed her interest and explained that the flames changed colors based on mood. Agatha raised an eyebrow, turning to Rio. “Care to test it out, love?”

Rio chuckled, stepping up to the orb. She placed her hand over it, and the flame flared a deep, rich blue. “What does that mean?” she asked, half-curious, half-amused.

The vendor grinned. “Blue is for calm. It means you feel… well, at home.” He gestured toward Agatha, who was watching Rio with a smile, warmth evident in her gaze. “And that, I’d guess, has something to do with it.”

Rio and Agatha shared a tender look. Each lost in the other’s eyes for a moment. Y/n pretended to gag, though her smile betrayed her happiness. “Seriously, I can’t take you two anywhere.”

Agatha wrapped an arm around her daughter’s shoulders, giving her a playful squeeze. “You’ll understand one day.”

They finally made their way to the Ferris wheel, settling into one of the carts just as the first fireworks burst above them. The colors exploded in a dazzling display, casting hues of pink, green, and gold across the dark sky. Y/n leaned her head back, sipping her hot chocolate as the cart slowly rose, watching her moms.

Rio slid her arm around Agatha’s shoulders, pulling her close as they watched the show. Agatha rested her head on Rio’s shoulder, a smile gracing her lips as she made eye contact with her daughter.

As the ride ended, they made their way back through the crowds, Agatha’s hand tucked in Rio’s and Y/n walking beside them, still clutching her stuffed fox and occasional cotton candy bites. The energy of the evening lingered, and their laughter and closeness filled the night with a warmth that outshone the glow of carnival lights.

As they left the carnival, Y/n looped her arm through Agatha’s and leaned her head against her mom’s shoulder. “Tonight was perfect,” she murmured, a hint of a smile in her voice.

Rio smirked, nudging her daughter. “And we have the carnival’s resident gentleman caller to thank for it, don’t we?”

Y/n snorted, rolling her eyes. “Mom, I don’t think he’ll ever try his luck around you again. You were terrifying.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Rio replied with a wink. “I’ll do it again if it means protecting my gorgeous wife.”

They all laughed, their voices echoing in the quiet night as they strolled toward home. Secure in each other’s love and laughter. They had memories of the perfect carnival night tucked safely in their hearts.

[loveneversleepss]

Jeongin as Tsundere

UNFINISHED

Pairing- Tsundere!Jeongin x bully!female reader

Genre: High school AU, non-idol AU, slow burn-ish, false relationships, evil!female reader.

Warnings: smut, cursing, bullying, angst, fighting, choking, hair pulling, nicknames, SEX WITH SOMEONE ELSE, unprotected sex,

"You can't have her. She belongs to me."

My lifelong dream girl. You will always be mine. No other man can have you. You are mine. You will be mine. You belong to me.

~

“Y/n,” you hear a faint noise. “Y/n?” Once again, someone calls out to you. You ignore it as your eyes are shut, trying to fall back into your sleep. “Y/n!” You are forced to wake up, your mother standing above you angrily. “Get up! School starts in half an hour,” your eyes widen. “Half an hour?! Shit.” You quickly run out of bed and into the bathroom, you hear your mom yell out to ‘watch your language.’

Today's the first day back, the first time in years you’ve been here. You moved away to be closer to your grandma because she was sick but she passed away a year ago. Your mom moved back a month ago, the same house from your childhood, you left at age 14. Although you arrived three days ago, now you're 17, you didn’t want to come back. Now you’re stuck in this small town.

But there is one good thing that comes out of this. Jeongin. Your childhood crush. He was your neighbor when you were a child and rumor is that, he still lives next to you. Although you haven’t seen him yet. You’re hoping to see him today. “Almost ready?” Your mom asks you as you rush out of the bathroom with your bangs in a roller. “Almost,” you run to grab your school bag and shoes. “Open,” your mom sticks a piece of toast in your mouth as you quickly slide on your shoes.

“Thanks,” you mumble as you open the door. “Forgetting something?” She points to your forehead, right. The roller. You throw it off your freshly dyed hair, the color red, and head out the door, toast still in your mouth. You feel your sock slip down and you bend over to adjust it. A figure stands in front of you. You slowly look up and fall back on your butt. “Jeongin..” you whisper after you pulled the toast out your mouth.

He looks different, blonde and curly. His face looking like fox, he finally grew into his eyes. He tilts his head in confusion, like he didn’t recognize you. You stand up and smooth out your uniform, “it’s y/n. Remember me?” He nods his head and walks away coldly. You sigh and place your hands on your waist, that wasn’t how you wanted to meet him. You run after him, “let me walk with you!” You walk next to him but he keeps his eyes forward, not once looking at you.

“Do you know where class 203 is? It’s my home room and I have no idea where to go.” He ignores you which makes you pout. You hear a pair of footsteps run behind you. You see a girl with a ponytail appear and walks on the other side of Jeongin. “Morning, Jeongin,” she cheerfully squeaks out and he turns to her. He smiles at her and nods his head. You feel a jealousy burn in your veins, who is this weirdo?

“Oh, who is this? Hello, I’m Jelli.” Jelli? What kind of a name is that? “Are you new?” Her voice is so high pitched, it annoys your ears. “Kinda,” you mumble under your breath. “Where’s your class? I could show you.” You take a moment to think about it. I mean, you do need to know where to go. Might as well accept her offer. “Um, class 203,” her eyes twinkle. “Oh, that’s Jeongin’s class too. Just follow him and he’ll take you there.” You make eye contact with him, he stares at you for a minute. What on earth is he thinking? The girl eventually leaves and you continue your silent walk with Jeongin.

~

You get a lot of weird looks as you walk by, not making you self conscious but weirded out that people got staring problems. You reach a classroom right when the bell rings and the teacher immediately calls you out. You had barely walked through the doorway, Jeongin halts with you, “ahh, so you must be y/n, the new student right?” You nod your head and walk closer to his desk. His eyes flicker to Jeongin as he finally departs from your side. “Well, since you know Jeongin, you can sit next to him.” You smile as you head over to the seat next to him at his desk.

The seating is nice, right next to the window so you can doze off or zone out while admiring the view. The sound of the chalk on the board gets to you after a while, so to distract yourself. You fidget with your pencil and lightly tap it on the desk. You’re not paying much attention to the lesson because you had already learned it. You look over to Jeongin and notice he is glued to his book.

“Why are you so quiet?” You whisper softly to him. He looks over to you, his eyes scan your body, head to toe. He turns away and continues reading, making you annoyed. You roll your eyes and continue fidgeting with your pencil. “I miss the old you,” he holds the book in his hand. “Excuse me,” you manage to squeeze out, still trying to maintain a quiet tone. He softly shuts the book he was reading, “I hate how you are now.” You freeze at his words, feeling an anger build up inside you. “I liked you better when we were younger. But now.. you’re different.”

The noisy bell rings and he collects his stuff. You can’t move. The first words he’s said to you in years, ‘I hate how you are now.’ You feel your heart ache and you clutch your chest. The words seem to repeat in your head over and over. The school day passes by without you noticing. "Y/n!" A voice calls out to you as you're walking. Luna. Your sandbox best friend. You feel tears in your eyes as you run to her. She hugs you big ad you cry into her shoulder, “There, there. I missed you so much!”

“I missed your more!” Luna was always there for you growing up. Once you moved away, you stayed in contact. She would visit you every now and then. But she had gotten busy for the past year and haven’t seen each other since. “Let’s walk together!” You walk her halfway to her house, immediately when she departs from you, you feel sad again. You head straight home and crawl into your covers, feeling numb.

~

You finally crawl out the covers around 11:00, you walk over to your window to get a view if the moon. You open the window and sit on the still. You hadn’t notice before that it’s directly across from another window from Jeongin’s house, after all this was your big sister’s room. You watch the moon and the chilly night air hits your body, sending goosebumps on your skin.

“What are you doing?” The voice makes you jump and look for the culprit. Jeongin stares at you from the window across. “Getting some air,” your voice is soft, slightly broken from the crying. He scans your face which makes you look away. “Were you crying, bunny?” The nickname shoots right through you, he used to call you that when you were little. That’s how you met, you were running after your pet bunny and bumped into him. You started to cry from not being able to catch your bunny and he soothed you. A couple hours later, he showed up on your doorstep with your bunny in his hands.

You don’t answer and look away which makes him even more curious, “I’m sorry for what I said earlier.” You shake your head and bite the inside of your cheek, still listening to his apology although. “It’s just..” He sighs, “I didn’t know how to react or what to say. My words came out wrong.” Now you look at him, in his sparkly fox eyes. “I missed you.” His words run straight to your heart, you try to hide a smile. You feel your cheeks redden, butterflies appear in your tummy. A silence overcomes the two of you, just enjoying each other’s company. “I missed you too, Innie.” He laughs softly, the nicknames you have for each other always were good memories.

He leans against the window still, he sighs heavily. “What’s wrong?” He looks at you and shrugs his shoulders. “I think I wanna change my hair color, I don’t know which color though.” You look behind you and smirk, “I have an idea.” He tilts his head and you motion for him to come over. A couple minutes later he’s knocking at your door and you gladly answer it.

~

“My head’s itchy,” his slender finger scratches his hairline. You smack his hand away, “you’ll get the dye on your forehead.” He sighs as you lavish the dye in his hair, you smile contently to yourself. You two are set in your bathroom, the white light shining on you two as he sits on a stool. You stand and occasionally look at his tired eyes through the mirror. He yawns big and grumbles, “sleepy, Innie?” He nods his head as he pouts his lower lip, making you laugh. “I’m almost done. You like?”

He stares at you through the mirror for a couple seconds, making you feel nervous. “We’re matching..” You pause your movements as you listen to what he says. “We’re both so different now. All grown up,” you set the brush down on the towel. You lean against the counter in front of him. “Well, you’re not so different. I immediately recognized you. My Innie, with the big fox eyes.” You squeeze his cheek, but he doesn’t pull away like he used to. Instead, he places his hand on top of yours, stroking it softly as your hand warms up his cheek. “Guess you didn’t change either, I was wrong. You’re the same as before. Maybe even better..”

You get lost in his eyes, his words, the feeling. Could it be? That he is starting to like you, to fall for you? After all these years, he has finally noticed you? You pull your hand away and clear your throat. You think quick on your feet, trying to change the topic, “so, does that mean you didn’t recognize me? Did the toast distract you?” He snorts out at the mention, he smiles softly. “No, I did recognize you. I just couldn’t believe it. You were really back, I felt as if I were dreaming.” You pick the brush back up, you continue to flow the dye through his hair. Your body, face, all facing him. “Didn’t know I meant that much to you..”

His eyes twinkle up at you, “You mean a lot to me.” You heart stops, feeling like if you breathe, he’ll fly away. “How? I thought I annoyed you. Always chasing after you, the girl with a hopeless crush.” His brows furrows and he tilts his head slightly, “hopeless crush? Wha- you liked me?” You scoff, how did he not know, “I thought that was obvious. I don’t just cry in front of everyone, you know. I hopelessly chased you, my bunny was my life and then you were, you were all that mattered.”

You step back as you finished, “all done. Now we wait ten minutes and rinse!” You rinse the bowl in the sink, he sits the whole time watching you. You turn around and see a smear on his forehead, he must’ve scratched his hair. You laugh as you take out your phone, his seriousness on his face makes it ten times more funny. You snap pictures of him like crazy and he immediately chases after you to delete them. You stuff it under your shirt and he halts his movements while putting his hands on his waist, “do you really think I won’t grab it from there, bunny?”

You glare at him, “you wouldn’t, Innie.” You tease him and walk over to him. “Come on, let’s finish your hair.” You grab his hand, leading him to the bathroom and he leans over the tub. You rinse out his hair then blow dry it. “Perfect, now we definitely look like besties!” You squeal out and bring your phone out. “Picture time!” He smiles as he puts on arm around you. You feel your cheeks flush as he smooshes your face for the photo. “Another pose,” you say and his next move shocks you as you snap the photo. His lips place a peck onto your cheek.

Your eyes widen and you freeze. You manage to smile and take another one. “Haha, cute,” he says and you walk away from him, to your desk. He watches you as you take your phone out and connect it to your laptop. You upload the photos on it and print them out. You show him the cheek kissing photo and hang it up on your wall. You have only three photos but you plan to have more. “I didn’t know you had this,” he points out a photo of you and him when you were 7. You had gotten into a water fight and you two were soaked, although you were the happiest you could ever be. You were kissing his cheek in the photo while wrapping your arms around him.

You smile fondly at the memory, "I was one of the happiest girls on Earth. You let me kiss your cheek," You sigh contently as you sit down on your bed. He sits in front of you, "You let me, too." That will forever be cherished in your memory, your hand slides on your cheek where he left a kiss. "You caught me by surprise, that's all." You explain as you avoid his gaze, fidgeting with your sheets. He lays down as stretches out, stealing up the whole bed. "Scooch over," you push him slightly as you lay next to him, faces staring at each other. His hand lightly plays with your strands, admiring the red.

You slightly scoot away from him, the feeling in your stomach nauseating as he was so close to you. "Don't push me away," he pulls you back by your legs, causing a soft gasp to fall from your lips. His eyes are so mesmerizing, "I didn't know you liked me.." You slide your arm underneath your head, "Did you like me?" You asked him, although you wouldn't know what to do if he did or didn't. The only two possible answers would change how you think of him, forever.

"I missed you so bad, I woke up multiple times in the middle of the night. Wishing you were here, I couldn't bear it. I thought I lost you forever," You shake your head. "You didn't lose me, Innie. I'm here now. I'm staying right here, by your side." Your hand softly caresses his cheek as he leans into it, a tear painfully falls down. "Do you still like me?" His question makes your heart drop. You know the answer, but will you have the guts to say it? You don't, not yet at least.

"You should go back home, it's getting late." You push him off as you get up, you close your window to stop the night air from getting in. You turn around as he is standing now, "I'll see you tomorrow, we can walk together again." His comment makes you smile, "I would like that. Goodnight, Innie." He opens your door and you hear him whisper, "Goodnight, bunny." And with that, he's gone.

~

You woke up extra early the next morning, you were so excited after your night with Jeongin. You curled your hair, did your bangs, put a bit of makeup on, and nicely set your clothes on. You ate your breakfast fast and you walked out to wait for Jeongin. You waited 20 minutes and he still didn't show up, you started to get anxious. You had only 10 minutes to get to class. You decided to wait 5 more minutes, he didn't come out. You decided to knock on the door and his mother answered, "Oh, Y/n! It's been so long!" You smiled, you remember the meals she had prepared for you when you were younger. They were always so good, she's the sweetest mom ever. "Hi, is Jeongin here? We were supposed to walk together."

She tilts her head in confusion, "He left about 30 minutes ago with a girl, I believe her name was Jelli. I think she said it was a date?" You feel that numb feeling again, your body is frozen. Oh. "You should get going, honey. The bell will ring soon." Right. "Yes, thank you. I hope we can get dinner together soon!" You walk away silently, rushing to get to school. It's about a 5 minute walk. You begin to run a bit as you start to get worried about being punished by your teacher.

Until you see a sight that breaks your heart. Jelli feeding Jeongin a piece of cupcake. She smiles as she wraps herself onto his arm, interwining their hands. “Omg, Jelli and Jeongin are dating?” “Finally, they’ve been glued to each other for the past year.” You stand there listening to their conversation, your eyes fall to the ground. You hear the bell ring but you don't move. “Y/n?” You turn to see Luna, she’s a mess. Clearly she woke up late.

She notices your eyes, red with tears and walks to you, although you hadn’t looked up once. “Fuck school, let’s go!” She hugs your arm and marches you two to your house. You walk up to your room and she asks you what happened. Your realization of the what happened finally kicks in. You react a way that you never had before.

Your eyes widen, how could this happen? You scream your lungs out as you throw stuff around your room. Taking your anger out on every object in your way. Luna tries to calm you down but you ignore her. You rip off the photos on your wall. Then stop at Jeongin’s photo. “Why?” Tears begin to leak down your cheeks, “why her?” You fall to your knees, clutching the photo to your chest. "Don't I deserve you?"

Her arms wrap around you as you sit on the floor crying. An hour passes and she puts you into your bed, covering you with your sheets. She walks out the room to make you a soup. You assumed she talked to your mother as she hadn’t checked on you the whole day. Luna is an Angel, you would need to do something for her. Eventually.

~

You didn't show up at school for the rest of the week. Your mother would knock at your door, call you to eat, and try to convince you to get out of your bed. You sometimes wish you had a mother who didn't care so much about you, so you could be alone. Everyone probably wishes that their parents cared about them more, but having a parent who is always there. Always being your shadow, it's hard to do anything. Because you don't want to disappoint them, so when you want to be alone. It breaks your heart more than it's supposed to.

You decided to take a walk around the block, it's sundown but still beautiful. You're about a block from your house. A voice stops you, belonging to Jelli, “Why are you mad at Innie?” You glare at her, how dare she? That’s your nickname for him. “I don’t get how that’s any if your business,” you cross your arms. “Jeongin wanted to me to ask why you’re ignoring him.” You scoff at her, “If he wants to know so bad. He should ask me himself.” You begin to walk off but she jumps in front of you, blocking your path. “Look, we’re friends okay? Me and you.” You raise your eyebrows at her. “I get that you might not be comfortable sharing your feelings.” You stare at her with a blank face which makes her uncomfortable, “Guess you’re not really used to friends like me,” you let out a short laugh as you pull your phone out because it’s ringing. You raise the phone to your ear, “oh, trust me. You do not wanna be friends with me.”

"Y/n," Luna's voice radiates through your ears, her voice sounds broken, like she's scared. "What's wrong?" There's muffled noises, grunts, like someone is being hit. Your hands begin to tremble with adrenaline, Luna's being beat up. "Luna? Where are you?!" You shout into the phone, a voice who isn't Luna answers you, "Hi y/n, long time no see." You know this voice, Eugene(pronounced Yoojin), your childhood bully. Who hates your guts, which you never knew the reason why. "You disappeared for a long time, but when I heard you came back into town. I just had to get your attention," You shake with anger. You grip your phone hard, "Where are you?" Your voice demanding, his laughter fills your ears painfully.

"Meet me where we met."

~

You know exactly where that is, the back alley of your favorite cafe. Well, your old favorite, you had taken the back alley to throw something away. You bumped into him, causing you to fall back on your hands and knees. He yelled and screamed at you for ruining his clothes. You didn't have money to pay him for the clothes so his buddies started to beat you up. They were ruthless. Even though you were a girl, they left bruises, scratches, cuts and seriously injured your wrist and ankle. You were heartbroken, you were a dancer. And a good one too, but you couldn't dance after that.

You run as fast as you can to the location, praying that Luna will be okay. 'Luna. Luna. Please be okay.' You repeat in your head over and over. Your feet come to a stop when you see them. Luna lays still on the floor, passed out. You run to her, covering her body with yours, "What did you do to her?" He leans against a trashcan, studying you. He's the only one here, just him. Your hand moves her hair out of her face, a cut and blood trickles down her forehead. You begin to cry, "Oh, Luna. I'm so sorry," you hold your head low. You hear footsteps behind you, but you don't move.

"This could've all been avoided," his voice angers you. You turn to him, tears running down your cheeks, "How?" Your voice is broken, choked down by your tears. He leans down to your level, "If you would've just listened." You shoot back in time, remembering the memories of him saying he liked you, that's why he beat you up. He knew you liked Jeongin, which angered him more. "I was just a kid, I didn't want a boyfriend." He groans and rolls his eyes, he pulls you by your face. "Guess I have to get your attention," he shoves you aside and pulls out a pocket knife, walking to Luna. "No, Stop!" You yell out, the next words you utter out, haunt you forever. "I'll do it! I'll be your girlfriend!"

He stops and turns to you, his eyes only look at you. "I promise, I won't do anything rash. I'll be yours, so please. Just leave her alone." You get up on your feet, you feel your ankle become weak, it still hasn't healed. He throws the pocket knife away, "Do you really mean it?" You nod your head, saying anything so he would leave Luna alone, "Yes. I mean it." You try to forget what happens next, all you know is that, his lips kiss yours. A painful memory, your first kiss.

~

It's the weekend now, you go out with Eugene. You're doing this for Luna, her safety is everything to you. So, you have to play the part. The best way is to learn his ways, Eugene's way. To become a bully. The perfect one. His idea of fun is taking you to get ice cream, another favorite thing of yours, which you now resent. You sit next to each other in a booth, he tells you about a party that's happening later. "We should go," you pause to think about it. "That sounds fun. We should go," you have to play your part well. "Come to my house to get ready, you could meet my mom," his eyes sparkle at you disgustingly. You would never want him a mile close to your mom, but you have to sell it. That he's actually your boyfriend.

~

Of course he said yes, how could he miss the opportunity. You walk out of the shop, holding hands, it bothers you deeply but you manage to keep a smile on your face. A girl bumps into you, spilling her hot coffee on you. You shriek out in pain as the liquid burns you, Eugene tenses up and you notice his fist ball up. The girl bows and apologizes but it sounds not sincere. You decide to take action before he does, you scoff, "this is name brand, do you know how much this costs?" She stands still, her eyes big. You recognize her, she goes to your school. You play your part well, "How are you going to pay for it?" Your voice has never sounded like this before, big and daring, you pressure her. "I don't have the money for it," her timid voice would usually make you back down, but you can't.

"Guess you'll have to pay in a different way," you smile devilishly at her. You grab a hold of her hair in your fist, leading her into the alleyway behind you. You shove her into a trashcan, she groans out on the floor. You grab a hold of her face and slap her, she cries and begs you. Eugene stands behind you now, "Good job. Make her pay," you kiss his lips. a hunger ignites inside you. You like it? You like this feeling, it eats you up inside. You like making others feel lower than you. He groans as you pull away, "make it fast."

You left her on the floor after she passed out, your hands bloody. Eugene pulls out a cloth and wipes you clean. You take him back to your house, you stand in front of your sink. Cleaning the dirt off from under your fingernails. Eugene stands in the doorway, studying you once again. You look at your shirt, the buttoned shirt being stained with coffee. Your skirt dirty with dirt as well. You lead Eugene out and walk to your window, you have moved your desk in front of it. You grab clean clothes and put it on the desk, a pair of hands tangles around your waist. "You liked it didn't you?" His voice soft as his lips attach to your neck. "The feeling of being superior."

"Yes," you answer him. You lean into his touch, feeling a heat ignite. His hand undoes your buttons slowly, his groin grazing along your butt. You tangle your hand into his hair, pulling softly at the strands, encouraging him. His lips suck on your neck, "tell me how it felt." You focus on how you feel, his hands grope your breasts. Causing you to moan softly, "It felt so empowering. I was so in control of her life." He hums into your skin, his hand sneaks under your skirt. "Go on," he slips your panties down and you step out of them. "It's so intoxicating. I want to do it again," his hands strokes against your folds softly. "And you will."

~~

You get lost in the feeling, the first time anyone has touched you like this. "I've never done this with anyone before," his eyes stare into yours. "I'll be gentle, I swear." His finger enters inside you deliciously, you whimper out at the feeling. His lips attach onto yours, hunger is all you feel for him. Curses fall off your lips, the feeling is so unexpected. Something you've never felt before. Your eyes had shut as you moaned out his name, his hips never stopping. You reached back to tangle your head into his hair, pulling him to kiss you. Sloppy and messy, his hips start to go faster, earning more moans from you. You get red from realizing how dirty this set up is. Fucking on your desk, looking out at the window.

You open your eyes as you finally notice a figure standing across from you. Jeongin. Eyes wide, mouth slightly agape, watching Eugene pound into you. You smile, opening your mouth wider, becoming louder with your moans as you keep your eyes on Jeongin. How you wish it was him pounding into you. How does it feel Jeongin, to see you with someone else? Eugene hits the gummy part of you which makes you scream, he brutally thrusts into that part multiple times. You feel your legs shake and can't hold your upper body up. You lay against the desk as he continues. Your vision becomes blurry as you focus on the pleasure. A knot appears and snaps quickly. You feel a liquid drip from you, Eugene groans out from your tightness. He pulls out as you feel a liquid stream down your thighs. You finally look up and Jeongin is no longer across the window.

"We need to get ready," Eugene's voice pulls you back. "Right."

~

You arrived at the party at 9, the buzz of drugs and alcohol fills your nose. Eugene takes your hand in his, leading you through the crowd. He takes you to the backyard, barely anyone outside. This is where the troublemakers go, sealed off from the rest of the party so they could have their own form of fun. You sit down on a couch while Eugene makes conversation with his goons. You hiss out in pain when you feel the result of wearing heels, your ankle throbbing. "You okay?" Eugene offers you a drink and you take it. "Just hurts a bit," He sits next to you and places your legs on his lap. "Here?" He rubs your ankle and you jolt back in pain. "Yes, gentle please."

He must've forgotten that he was the cause of this, both forcing you to wear heels and for injuring you. He begins to rub to soothe you, which works a bit. You look around, a couple of people making out, drinking, or inhaling drugs. What a party. "What's wrong," he moves your chin to look at him. You sigh heavily, "I'm bored.." He laughs softly and pushes your hair behind your ear, "Don't worry, the fun's starting soon." Just then, two men holding a girl by her arm come. Jelli. You smirk, serves her right. Jelli recognizes you.

"Please save me," Jelli begs standing in front of you as she had ran over to you quickly. The clink of your heel lands in front to her, you smirk at her. "Then get on your knees and beg," She looks at you confused and shocked. You tilt your head and get up, "What? Don't you wanna live?" You push her over and kick her down with your heel. "Then beg, so simple," her eyes fill with tears. She gets on her knees and her head lays on your feet. “Please, y/n. Help me,” you almost feel sorry for her. But then you hear a jingle on her wrist, you look and see the bracelet you gave Jeongin when he turned 13.

“I almost feel sorry for you,” you snap her head up to look at you by pulling her hair. “Almost.” You slap her causing her to yelp in pain. She looks back up at you, a cut on her cheek appears. You kick her in her chest, she goes flying back. You laugh and turn to everyone, they all watch entertained. You notice a pole on the floor and pick it up, swinging it in your hands. “Why are you making my life miserable? Why? What have I done to you?” Her eyes fill with tears as you step slowly closer to her.

“Because,” you wrap your hands around her throat, choking her. “I wanna win.” Your eyes ignite with fury, hatred for this girl. Her voice croaks and you push her onto the floor, hit her on her back with the pole. “don’t you get it? Villains always win, because we aren’t afraid to get our hands dirty.” She stays down and lays powerless on the floor. You laugh at her pathetic little body, “told you. You shouldn’t be friends with me.” She spits out blood and looks at you, “really? I barely touched you.”

“From this day forward,” you lean down to her, “I will make your life a living hell, I promise you that.” You lean to the side, “unless..” Her eyes light up, “tell me who you came with.” She rests on her elbows, looking fearful but hopeful, “J-Jeongin..” You heat up again and stand up, clenching your teeth. “Get her out of here, send her home with a couple more cuts,” you demand to Eugene's goons. They listen as they grab her, she pleads for help but you ignore her. “Should we go?” Eugene asks you, you sigh contently. “How about you teach me to fight, hm. I think it would do me some good.” He stands up and wraps his arms around your waist, “why not?”

~

You had skipped your morning class to be with Eugene. His goons surround you, bullying a classmate for his money. “Get him!,” Eugene yells but you could care less as you sit on your phone. You chew your gum fiercely as a message pops up on your phone, from Jeongin.

‘Where the hell are you?’

You ignore it and set your phone down in your lap, Eugene walks over to you. “First training, get up.” You immediately obey, he positions you as he attempts to strike at you. You dive it quickly and retaliate in kicking him. He jumps back and he dodged it, “not bad.” He runs quickly at you and you think he’s going to punch you so you lean back but, he slides his foot causing you to fall. “But lacking in foot work,” you get up quickly, feeling a drizzle down your calf. You got cut.

It goes on for the first period, resulting in you getting injured for the most part. He demanded for someone to get you an ice pack and a first aid kit. He patched you up and walked you to your next class. Many people watched as you two held hands down the halls, right. Now the whole school knows that Eugene has claimed you. Thankfully, you didn’t see Jeongin the whole day.

~

The next morning, you got ready as usual. But, the weather has different plans for you. It started to rain, pour like crazy. You always walked to school so it was impossible to avoid it. You began to walk 20 minutes before the bell rang, getting soaked. Until you realized, you were no longer getting wet. You looked up and saw an umbrella covering you, you followed down to see Jeongin holding it above you. "Jeongin.." "Bunny"

You stare into his eyes, admiring his big fox eyes. He was a sight for sore eyes. You snap back into reality and step out of his umbrella, you walk fast away from him. He catches up easily which makes you annoyed, causing you to push him. "Get away!" "No." You scoff and begin to walk away, this time he catches your arm. He stops you and you throw your arm away. "Why can't you leave me alone?" He steps forward, covering you once again from the rain. "I can't." You stare at him in disbelief, "I can't get my mind off you, bunny.."

You shake your head, you turn around in anger and walk towards an alley. You took his hand in yours, leading him with you. Muffled footsteps against the harsh rain. You stop underneath a roof, he sets his umbrella down leaning against the wall. You turn around swiftly to glare up at him, "What's wrong with you?" He sighs as he steps closer, "You. You're my problem." You shake your head, you slump against the wall, admitting defeat. You slide all the way down as your head goes in your hands, tears begin to fall that you didn't know were there.

He leans down and sits next to you, patient. There if you need him, there if you don't. Always there for you. You sniffle back your tears, you look at him. "What's wrong, bunny? Tell me," he wipes a tear from your cheek. You hold back your tears, you want to tell him, tell him so bad. You want him in your life, you truly do, but Eugene.. What if Eugene does something to him? The only way to keep Jeongin safe, is to crumble your relationship. "Can't you take a hint?"

You get up fast, staring down at him. "Leave me alone! I don't want to be around you!" Your words hurt, hurt you most. "Why are you acting like this? Is Eugene making you?" You pretend to be angry, "It's none of your business!" He gets up, he stands a foot away from you, "You're my business. What the fuck happened?" You are taken back by his words, he only curses when he's truly upset. Which you are making him. "Funny, I thought Jelli would be your priority." He looks at you confused, he pauses, "Is this why you're acting like this? Because of her?"

"This is stupid," you argue back, trying to end the conversation. "No, it's not." You turn away from him, watching the rain hit the floor. "Look at me," he turns your head by your chin, "Jelli isn't anything to me." You scoff dramatically, "yeah, right. Just casually holding hands and feeding each other." You shake his hands off you, his eyes scan across your body for a second. "I guess you didn't see the part where I pushed her off and told her to leave me alone.." What? He did that? It doesn't change the fact that you have to get him to leave you alone.

"Just like how i'm telling you to leave me alone," his eyes look deep into your eyes. "There's only one way of getting me to leave you alone," you listen, truly listen. "Tell me you hate me." You can feel your heart shatter, you don't. You really don't. So how could you utter these words knowing you don't mean it? But you have to.

"Say it." You don't back down, "I hate you." He steps closer to you, his hand holding the back of your neck, "Say it like you mean it." His eyes drop to your lips, looking so desirable. You pray that he will connect your lips, to kiss you until your lips bleed. Until you know, for sure, that he is yours. "I can't," he comes even closer now, lips centimeters away. "Then answer me, do you still like me?" Your eyes shut, your voice trying to gain confidence, "We can't do this. we're just friends." He laughs softly at your words, "Would we be just friends if we kissed?"

You open your eyes, staring up at him, "We can't do that, we're just-" "Say friends again, I dare you." You begin to shrink in his hands, you know it's not true. He knows it too. He licks his lips, you want more than anything to devour him whole. He looks too good with his hair freshly dyed red, the same as yours. "what if I told you I like you?" His breath tickles against your skin as he moves aside your hair. He leans into your ear, whispering, "Would we still be friends, hm?" He blows against your ear, shivers run up your spine. Your body is frozen with goosebumps. "What if I did this?"

He places his soft, plump lips against your neck. You let a sigh of relief flow out of you at the touch, you lean into him. "So, this is the type of friends we're going to be?" His voice sounds deeper, tickling your skin. You can't help but pull him in, holding his body closer. Your arms wrapped around his neck, encouraging him to go on. "You're mine, you got that?" His eyes look dark into yours, wanting nothing more than to devour you. "Eugene won't be able to touch me, he's scared of me." "Scared?" He nods his head, "how do you think he has that scar on his back?"

You think back onto Eugene changing, his back turned to you. A big scar from his right shoulder down to his left waist, it looked painful. Wait, so this means. All this, was for nothing? You snap back into the moment, “you did that?” He nods his head, “so if you want it, want me. He won’t retaliate. Even against your friend Luna.” Right, Luna. You didn’t do it for nothing.

“What do you say, bunny. Do you want to be mine?” You are about to answer when he leans into your ear again. “Imagine all the things we could do, I’ll treat you right.” He places a peck on your neck again. “I promise,” he tangles your hands together, bringing you back into his hold. “Yes,” you answer him, “I want you, Innie.” That's all he needed to hear, he smiles, placing a sweet peck on your lips that somehow leaves you dizzy and desperate for more. You chase after his lips, he rejects your efforts.

"We gotta get to class," he leans his forehead against yours. "Don't wanna be late, right bunny?" He places his soft lips against yours, delicate. "Wait," you stop him, pulling him into your embrace. You hold him close as you connect your lips, an insatiable hunger. That's how you feel, only his lips can satisfy you. He brings his hand to cup your cheek, the other hand on your waist pulling you close. He starts to lightly use his tongue to gain entrance into your mouth, but you push back trying to get into his first.

He pushes your body against the wall, making you lose focus. Causing him to win entrance, exploring your mouth. You let a noise of relief slip once again, his lips begin to pull away. His teeth tug at your bottom lip, making a whimper flow out of you. "I could really do this all day," his hand travels lower, playing with the ends of your skirt. "We have to go," you pout making him smile brightly at you. He pulls away and picks up his umbrella.

"Y/n." You freeze, you can't move or look in the direction of the voice. Eugene. "What do you think you're doing?" you hear his footsteps approach but they stop. You look up, Jeongin holding Eugene back. They stare into each other's eyes, a silent battle. "Back off," Jeongin hisses at him. "You can't have her. She belongs to me." Eugene shakes Jeongin's hand off him, he looks at you, "I didn't know you were such a slut." You stand scared, you can't seem to form any words or move.

Jeongin takes a step towards Eugene, his eyes ignited with fury. “What’d you say?” His voice so angry, so threatening. I notice Eugene’s eyes flicker in fear, he scoffs as he takes a step back. His hands raise up, backing off, “she’s all yours, man. Had enough of her anyways.” Jeongin finally lunges at him, taking Eugene’s collars in his hands. “Apologize.” He turns him around quickly, pining his hands behind his back. He kicks the back of his legs, knees to the floor and head to the ground. “Now.”

A flurry of words shoot of Eugene’s mouth, sorrys and degrading himself multiple times. You stand still at the sight in front of you, practically kissing your feet. How pathetic. And how Jeongin can easily make him like this. It’s so.. hypnotic. When Jeongin’s satisfied he lifts him up and pushes him away. He holds your face, bringing a soft and gentle kiss to your lips. Practically shoving it in Eugene’s face. He takes the hint and scurries away, finally.

“Jeongin,” another voice interrupts you.

“Her. It’s all her. She’s the one that beats me up.” Jeongin looks at you then back to Jelli, “she beat you up?” You feel your heart race and your hands begin to tremble. “Good,” you're stunned. "What?" Jelli asks in confusion. He glares at her, "You claim you're so perfect. Although we both know that's not what you are." He walks over to you and takes your hand in his. "If I hear you talk about y/n again. You'll regret it." He leads you away and he doesn't let go. You stop and he turns around in confusion. "Jeongin.." He simply gets closer to you and strokes your cheek, "Why did you do that, hm? Were you trying to get her out of the way? You didn't have to do that."

His words confuse you and hit straight to your heart, “Although I wanted to see you fight for me, baby.” Baby? That's new.

"Fuck me, Jeongin," you beg as a string of saliva pulls from your mouths. "Gladly," he unzips his pants, letting them fall. He pushes inside your folds, making you fall limp and old yourself up on the desk. He stretches you out deliciously as you whimper out. "Shh, it's okay."

The pain slowly fades away as the pleasure fills your mind, you back into him. Trying to get more of him inside of you, he gets the hint. He fully pushes into you and you moan out in delight. "M-more," you manage to say. He starts to thrust inside of you, your nails dig into the desk.

Girl wtf was that me from two years ago?

UNFINISHED DRAFT

[aloysiavirgata]

Prompt: candlelight concert, jealousy, ust to msr. Thanks so much, big fan here😊.

It was the kind of hotel where you could have set The Shining if it had any charm or ambiance. It had only desolation to recommend it to Kubrick and storm-downed trees across the lonely highway to recommend it to the X-Files division.

***

It was the kind of hotel you wouldn’t even have an affair at because it was too depressing to be salacious.

It was the kind of hotel where the homeless lived by the week, where alcoholics were subsumed, where mid-level corporate managers in short-sleeved button downs killed themselves. There was cheap wood paneling, shag carpet, and a desk clerk named Rabbit.

Rabbit smelled of Marlboros and Olde English 800. Mulder bet there was an El Camino, lovingly cared for, under a tarp next to a double-wide.

Mulder was a snob at times.

“We got a room each for you and your pretty niece,” Rabbit said, winking at Scully like he was Tom Jones in Vegas. “Unless….?”

Scully slapped down her badge like a royal flush, also in Vegas.

“Room each,” she said, tight-lipped and terse.

Rabbit folded.

***

Mulder found the piano when they were hunting for a laundry room. It was in a forlorn, moth-eaten event hall with swags of sun-faded velour curtains; cobwebs frosted with neglected dust.

He sat down at the decrepit thing, white keys like a smoker’s teeth, and he limbered his fingers. There was a candelabra on the top, a sad object filled with half-melted candles the color of old bones.

Scully lit the candles with the Zippo she’d carried since the Apalachicola National Forest. “You don’t play, Mulder.” She paused, cocked her head. “Or do you? Fox Mulder, do you play the piano too?”

He had the stab of jealousy that he always had about Ed Jerse. Ed got her to ink her body after a few hours, and she didn’t know he’d taken fucking piano lessons from 4 to 17.

He played her Clara Schumann’s Piano Concerto even though he knew she wouldn’t recognize it. He played it because Scully and Clara might have been friends.

Scully’s mouth was a blooming peony as she watched him, eyes the Star of Bethlehem. Scully watched him like oysters watch the tide.

“Agent Scully is already in love,” he heard again, and played as though he were auditioning for Julliard.

***

Scully went to the hallway in the thundering dark. The storm gods had been aroused and the night was such a lonely place, especially by flashlight. A cold Coke would be something to do, at least. Something to roll between her palms.

He thought the same - a Lipton iced tea in hand.

“Hi,” she said, looking abashed. “The thunder was -“

“The storm,” he said, at the same time.

They smiled. They looked away.

There was nothing else, there was nothing, just the shapeless silken lines of her pajamas and the foxy silk of her hair and the smiling Cheshire Cat slice of a waxing moon.

***

The moon was so bright and the universe was so big and forever is a long, long time to be alive and alone.

***

She followed him so she could leave later, he knew that. He’d learned her the way he learned everything - intensely and entirely and in a way that consumed him, piece by piece.

He made love to her like an acolyte at a shrine. He made love to her the way flowers make love to the sun.

Fish do not know they are in water.

***

He felt her stir at 3 AM. “Scully,” he breathed, a prayer hastily invoked.

“I didn’t mean to wake you, I-“

He heard her blushing, somehow, in the dark. He heard the blood rush to her good cheekbones, to her beautiful, lopsided mouth. Her capillaries plumped, lush with hot blood. Everywhere, everywhere.

“Please,” he said. “Scully don’t.”

Scully froze, her shoulder blades tensed, ready to unfurl. Ready to let her fly. “It wasn’t-“

He touched her spine like the Western Wall. He touched her spine like a rosary.

***

She never unmade her hotel bed and she didn’t care who knew it and she knew he was jealous of Ed or maybe Padgett and she was jealous of Diana and possibly Phoebe but Fox Mulder had a mouth like the last ripe plum in October. Fox Mulder kissed her throat like a man in the desert kisses an oasis.

They stayed three nights, for the storm and then the pancakes and then the burnt-orange solitude.

Mulder’s fingers were restless and searching and eternally wanting someplace firm to settle. He kissed her by Bolero and he made love to her by Giazotro and he fucked her to Bizet.

Scully had learned Hot Cross Buns on a keyboard, Scully had learned the recorder in 4th grade. She had learned from Mulder that money can’t buy you happiness, but it can buy opportunities and access and mitigate risk.

She started dressing like she’d been raised with it - silk lingerie and a good stylist and Chanel Brown Sugar lipstick. She saw the way society responded and doubled down. Her heels were high and thin and clicked like distant gunshots.

***

She cupped her hand over his at the steering wheel. He had beautiful hands, the color of graham crackers, with bones from an anatomy text. If she could draw she would draw them, and then his strange mossy eyes and the way his lips kissed themselves.

She would draw his back and she would laugh and say “Fox Mulder, you vain thing.”

And then, because she could, she would drag him on top of her. His body was hot and heavy and dangerous and safe.

***

Her hand cupped his and it was an eggshell, so tiny and pale and fragile. He wanted to kiss her little white knuckles and say I love you, I love you.

He wanted to crush her house-sparrow bones into a powder and drink them.

***

They drove into the east, into the east, and they were tenderly, tremulously, alive

[graphicpolicy]

NYCC 2023: Yen Press announces fifteen new licenses

NYCC 2023: Yen Press announces fifteen new licenses. See what's coming in March and April #comics #comicbooks #manga #graphicnovel #nycc #nycc2023 #nycc23

Yen Press held a panel on the last day of New York Comic Con 2023, at which they announced fifteen new acquisitions. With titles releasing in March and April 2024, this lineup includes eight manga (Sword Art Online Progressive Canon of the Golden Rule; Trinity Seven Revision; The Tiger Hasn’t Eaten the Dragon Yet; My Gemini; All or Nothing; Fox-Colored Jealousy; I Want a Gal Gamer to Praise Me;…

[sobblesources]

ALL WE WANT IS DANGER ,

a collection of sentence starters taken from taylor swift's album 1989 . edited to fit rp needs , adjust pronouns as necessary .

❛ everybody here wanted something more , ❜

❛ the lights are so bright , but they never blind me , ❜

❛ everybody here was someone else before , ❜

❛ you can want who you want , ❜

❛ you know you wouldn't change anything , ❜

❛ nice to meet you , where've you been ? ❜

❛ i could show you incredible things , ❜

❛ you look like my next mistake , ❜

❛ love's a game , wanna play ? ❜

❛ i know you heard about me , ❜

❛ i'm dying to see how this one ends , ❜

❛ it's gonna be forever , or it's gonna go down in flames , ❜

❛ it'll leave you breathless or with a nasty scar , ❜

❛ the worst is yet to come , ❜

❛ i get drunk on jealousy , ❜

❛ darling , i'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream , ❜

❛ it's been a while since i have even heard from you , ❜

❛ i should just tell you to leave cause i know exactly where this leads , ❜

❛ we'll never go out of style , ❜

❛ what you heard is true but i can't stop thinking about you & i , ❜

❛ the rest of the world is black & white , but we're in screaming color , ❜

❛ are we out of the woods yet ? ❜

❛ we were built to fall apart , ❜

❛ i'm setting you free , ❜

❛ people like you always want back the love they gave away , ❜

❛ people like me are gone forever when you say goodbye , ❜

❛ all you had to do was stay , ❜

❛ it's gonna be alright , ❜

❛ i'm just gonna shake it off , ❜

❛ my ex brought their new girlfriend , ❜

❛ why don't you come on over , baby ? ❜

❛ i wish you would come back , ❜

❛ i wish we could go back & remember what we were fighting for , ❜

❛ i miss you too much to be mad anymore , ❜

❛ we've got problems & i don't think we can solve them , ❜

❛ did you have to do this ? ❜

❛ i still have scars on my back from your knife , ❜

❛ if you're coming my way , just don't , ❜

❛ you say sorry just for show , ❜

❛ let's get out of this town , ❜

❛ heaven can't help me now , ❜

❛ this is getting good now , ❜

❛ say you'll remember me , ❜

❛ someday when you leave me , i'll bet these memories follow you around , ❜

❛ say you'll see me again , even if it's in your wildest dreams , ❜

❛ are you insane ?! ❜

❛ i want you for worse or for better , ❜

❛ remind me how it used to be , ❜

❛ this love is alive back from the dead , ❜

❛ i struggled through the night with someone new , ❜

❛ you showed up just in time , ❜

❛ they are the hunters , we are the foxes , ❜

❛ i know places we won't be found , ❜

❛ let them say what they want , ❜

❛ loose lips sink ships all the damn time , ❜

❛ just grab my hand & don't ever drop it , ❜

❛ the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst , ❜

❛ when i was drowning , that's when i could finally breathe , ❜

❛ i screamed so loud , but no one heard a thing , ❜

❛ just because you're clean doesn't mean you don't miss it , ❜

❛ now that i;m clean , i'm never gonna risk it , ❜

❛ we took a wrong turn & fell down a rabbit hole , ❜

❛ haven't you heard of what becomes of curious minds ? ❜

❛ i should have slept with one eye open that night , ❜

❛ i reached for you but you were gone , ❜

❛ you can hear it in the silence , ❜

❛ you keep his shirt , he keeps his word , ❜

❛ you're my best friend , ❜

❛ & you knew they were in love , ❜

❛ you understand now why they lost their minds & fought the wars , ❜

❛ you are in love , true love , ❜

❛ trust me , mine is better , ❜

❛ we're so young , but we're on the road to ruin , ❜

❛ i could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me , ❜

❛ heartbreak is the national anthem , ❜

❛ i'm about to play my ace , ❜

❛ the rumors are terrible & cruel , but honey most of them are true , ❜

[franticvampirereads]

Christmas this year has been really great, spending time with family, amazing gifts, and just being as cozy as possible! Here’s my haul from this year:

Photo 1:

The Woods All Black

Covenant vol 2

Northranger

Don’t Let The Forest In

Teen Titans: Robin

Can’t Spell Treason Without Tea

The Long Run

Photo 2:

Fox Colored Jealousy

Third Shift Society vol 1

Mr. Villain’s Day Off vol 2

Oak King Holly King

Lore Olympus vol 3

Photo 3:

Bookish Art Prints

A handbook for the recently deceased pin

A cute mushroom butter dish

Photo 4:

My favorite stocking stuffer, a jar of fucks to give. This had me laughing so hard!

Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and happy holidays!

[elgar-nyan]

So this is Da'mithra an Evanuris OC

She is the Goddess of Stealth and Reflection Her Symbol is Satina (Thedas's second and often hidden moon) and a White Fox

I've been cooking up some background for my Rook (won't post too much about her here) but involved was a "reincarnation" of her spirit (yes, I mean spirit, not Soul :3c... ) - which I identified as "Will." I am not yet sure on what she warps into. Or why. but this ref is kinda WIP anyway

Also yes, the symbol being similar to Lusacan, the Dragon, is very much on purpose but no, she is not Lusacan. No I will not elaborate further (yet.)

I'm definitely coloring this later and but still wanted to share as is. She is Elgar'nan's soulmate - which is important to the canon of this character for future Rook reasons... And also Elgar'nan warping from Protection to Tyranny. :3c

It's all wholesome. At least until Dread Wolfy and Meddling Mythal kinda shenanigans happen. But its very important that it's not because of jealousy...

She gets power from the Sun and the Big Moon through reflections. Depending on which she is reflecting will determine what power she uses.

I used Dalishous's dictionary to get Da'mithra (little moon) which would probably be her pantheon name.

Old elvhen prayer

Da'mithra, Elgar’nan solas banal’ras, lasa shem ma assan, lasa nadas ma miris.

(Little Moon (Satina?), Elgar’nan’s pride and shadow, grant quick your arrow, grant true your dagger.)

[drghostwrite]

Masterlist

prompt list: -> here

“rules”: -> here

Shows & Characters:

Criminal Minds:

Any character

Jennifer “JJ” Jareau:

Two hearts collide

A baby for Christmas

Did I hit too hard…

Derek Morgan:

• Under fire

Once Upon A Time:

Regina Mills (favorite to write in like love/wife stories)

Scars for Love pt. 1, pt. 2

Until My Last Breath

Out at Sea

Running Back to You

Black is my color

Power bottom(request)

Spellbound

Power Plays

Zelena Mills

Wife gives birth(x reader request)

Emma Swan

Other characters

Agatha All Along

Rio Vidal

Dancing with Death Herself

Agatha Harkness

Your Honor, She’s Irresistible…

Hold my hand, pt. 2

What love left behind

This Christmas

Wednesday:

Larissa Weems:

Always You, pt. 2, pt. 3

Give You Everything

Seeing Green

Morticia

other characters per request

Marvel CU:

Natasha Romaoff:

You’re Not Alone

Dark Nights

Jealousy looks good on you

Maria Hill:

You are the Calm to my Chaos

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

When Lightning Strikes

Bucky

DC Universe:

Diana Prince

Lena Luthor

When the Sky Falls

When the Sun Sets on Us

Alex Danvers

Bond of Steel

Arthur Curry(Aquaman)

A Royal Bloodline

Grey's Anatomy:

Arizona Robbins:

If I Just Lay Here?

Already Taken

You’re my Comfort

The Shooting(request)

Next Time We’re Driving

My House, My Rules

Snowed In

Screaming into Silence

Callie Torres

A Superstar with a Scalpel

Holding onto you, pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4

Addison Montgomery:

Code Black

Supply Closets & Satin Sheets

Operating Rooms

Some other characters but those are primary

X-Files:

Dana Scully (obvi):

You Remembered(prompt)

True Temptation

Fox Mulder

Monica Reyes:

Monica Reyes

When I say go(promp)

Others are special request

Desperate Housewives:

Lynette Scavo

Bree Van de Kamp

To love again(request)

Other wives and some other characters can be special request

Law & Order SVU:

Olivia Benson (The only right answer for a wife)

Something to Fight for...

ED(request)

other taskforce members

Rizzoli and Isles:

Jane Rizzoli:

That Thin Line pt. 1, pt. 2

Maura Isles:

Drown Our Problems

When the Music Fades

Frankie or Tommy Rizzoli

The Rookie

Lucy Chen:

Survivors

Scream:

Sidney Prescott:

We All Scream Sometimes pt. 1, pt. 2

Blood on the knife

Orange is the New Black:

Alex Vause:

Ex-Lovers (request)

Saints and Sinners

The 100:

Clarke Griffin:

Takes a Village

Abby Griffin

Octavia Blake

Game of Thrones(GOT):

A Rightful Heir

The Walking Dead

Reader gets shot (request)

Reader has baby during run

911

Evan Buckley:

• 911, What’s your emergency?

Crossovers:

(Criminal Minds) x (X Files), Pt. 2

There are some things I just won't write for but I do case by a case basis, I will put warnings if there is anything I view as may be triggering. Please give me more shows or characters to write for, I'm begging you! most fics are reader x character, some involve pregnancy and marriage but they will mostly be one-shots.

[celestiall0tus]

What would Butterfly and Peacock be fused into?

Alright. Alright, alright, alright, I've kept this one from y'all enough. It's time for the infamous butterfly and peacock fused together

First, a shoutout to @adventuremaker21 and @gamerknight7310 for helping me with this. Now, let's crack into this.

This animal took me the longest to pinpoint. This fusion started as a hummingbird, went to a fennec fox, then became a viper. I picked viper/snake because of the snake sharing the symbolism of change and renewal with the butterfly and peacock. It seemed the best.

Concept and powers. The concept of Manipulation was picked by Adventuremaker when I brought up the potential powers that soon became set in stone. With the butterfly and peacock, Lilith can take complete control of the victim's body and warp it to what she needs, but like the prior powers, she needs the consent of the victim.

Extra details:

I was going to go with Viper as her name, but switched it to Lillith as she is considered a mother of monsters, and that's what Nathalie here will essentially become. Her coloring was picked not because of an existing viper/snake, but on symbolism. Black because we often associate it with evil, yellow as an inviting color but one that can invoke jealousy, danger, irritation, and frustration (also with how yellow chrysanthemums symbol death in France), purple because it means mystery and cruelty (also a big color I use for villains), and green with its association with evil and poison. Her dress has a stained glass kind of look to it because it's beautiful, but with how she muddles the truth, like colored glass.

And, yes, this design itself is extremely important to the Bloody Bug story.

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