#god i despise the finale sm

[productofaritual]

YES I'VE SEEN PEOPLE TALK ABOUT THIS even if somehow after the reset c!discduo managed to be friendly for some time it's never going to work their personalities and goals are ALWAYS going to clash and c!Dream is just gonna go back to being the fucking manipulative ass he is

(TW: mentions of suicide, violence, it's dsmp, cmon)

Just thinking about how c!Tommy was leading c!Wil through exile and he was like "and this is where I tried to kill myself because of Dream"

And instead of Wilbur comforting him or saying something reassuring, his first reaction is to have an intense daydream about going to Pandora's and beating c!Dream to death over and over again

[l0vergirlv0mit]

Bags

Song to go with: Bag by Clairo ❤️

Pairing: College!Hazel Callahan x Reader

Summary: you’ve been in love with your best friend for years. Watching her date people sucks especially when one of the absolutely despises you.

Contents/warning: Switch!Hazel x Switch!Reader, fingering, oral, pet names, nipple play, cursing, threats, light? violence (nothing gory), sm yearning.

A/n: for the dorm imagine Buffy and willows dorm from btvs<3. Also reader isn’t fem but also isn’t masc but is definitely masc leaning. for my in between girlies 😘.

You alarm clock rudely wakes you up with an incessant buzz. Hitting it a bit to hard it falls off your night stand making you groan into the sunlit room. You sit up with squinted eyes not noticing that Hazel was still in the dorm. “Well good morning sleepy head.” She smiles at your groggy state.

You wake up just enough to snatch the alarm clock of the ground and punch it off. “Ughhh good morning.” Your eyes finally adjust to the light fully taking Hazel in. She was still in her pjs wearing a white wife pleaser and low waisted grey sweats. “Shouldn’t you be in class right now?” You ask her confused as to why she was skipping her morning class.

“I should but Anya had me up till 2.” She clasps her hands around the back of her neck. She still had her tired raspy voice probably having woken up a couple minutes before you. “Oh god spare me.” Suppressing an eye roll you got up from the bed and grabbed your towel, getting ready to go to the showers. Anya pissed you off to no end.

And it wasn’t because she was dating the person you wanted more than anything (maybe a little bit). It was her glares and her back handed compliments that she gave you any chance she could. How she would snap at people over anything and everything she was extremely abrasive.

Your friends tried to explain that that was just her personality but you didn’t function like that you were quiet and sweet. Both didn’t mix well so she tended to single you out. Always trying to push you out of your comfort zone by teasing and getting a rise out of you. You can barley ask a waiter for ketchup let alone defend yourself. But you refuse to tell Hazel about her behavior because she was happy. She was so sweet to Hazel and that made you most livid.

“Not like that y/n we went out for our 4 months.” She grinned at your scrunched face. “How fun nothing says I love you like sleep deprivation.” She raises her eyebrows at your grouchy mood with a soft smile still on her lips.

“Oh wow someone’s moody, anyway Josie was texting the group chat about a going to the bar tonight are you gonna come?” Hazel asks you hoping you’d say yes because you never go out. “Mmm I’ll think about it Haze Ill probably have a lot of work to do.” Hazel sighs. “Pleaseeee you never come out with us anymore.” She give you a pleading look. “I have a lot of today I’ll let you know if I’m up for it.” You giggle at her childish tone and pat her shoulder then leave the dorm.

—

You let Hazel know you were coming and put your phone down and change out of your work clothes. Your style has always been a bit more grungy and masculine only really dressing a bit feminine for special events or outings.

You put on your favorite baggy black jeans that hung off your hips so beautifully. Then put on a spaghetti strap tank top and a long sleeve over it made of black mesh and lace that was completely see through. You left your hair messy and smudged black shadow and liner on your eyes. Finishing off your outfit by putting on your black docs.

Hazel was already with the group so you drove yourself to Josie, PJ, and Isabel’s shared apartment. You found your way to the apartment door knocking timidly. You rock back and forth on your feet waiting for someone to open the door.

When someone finally does it’s her. She doesn’t talk to you directly. “Y/n is here now guys can we finally leave?” She says not letting you in yet talking to YOUR friends behind the door.

Hazel quickly comes to the door and smiles brightly at you pulling you in by your hand . “Oh wow someone’s trying to get lucky tonight.” Hazel softly says nudging you. This earns you a glare from Anya.

The group sits in the living room area to catch up before heading out. Everyone’s talking but your mind is elsewhere. You’ve always been the quieter one of the group so your lack of conversation goes unnoticed.

You can’t help but stare at Hazel and Anya. A deep grief blooms in your chest. Hazels arm around Anya protectively. Anya tucks a piece of hair behind Hazels ear and kissed her on the cheek. Hazels face becomes so soft and loving it tears you apart wishing so bad that you were Anya. Hazels hand travels to her waist to pull her closer just to top it off.

You look at Anya for a bit taking in how perfect and pretty she is. She’s so feminine and put together. She was everything you would never be. She had on a full face of makeup that was perfectly done and a dress that hugged in all the right spots. She was an absolutely gorgeous girl.

You were only pulled out of this haze by Josie putting her hand on your knee. Knowing exactly what was going through your mind. You had drunkenly told her about your 2 year long crush on Hazel in a club bathroom. You look back at her with glazed over eyes and squeeze her hand as a silent thank you.

“Are you guys ready to get wasted cause I am.” Josie announced and pulled you up with her off the couch. She looks to you and smiles trying to change the mood that’s setting in. You smile back but felt suffocated anyway and had to leave. Everyone excitedly agrees and heads over the bar.

—

This bar was THE bar all the college kids go there to find hookups and get drunk. The group gets drinks to loosen up but you decide to hold off for tonight. You let your friends make you dance their tipsy state amusing you. You move timidly at first but the encouragement from your friends has you swaying to the music.

You danced with Britney trying to absorb her confidence in some way. When Hazel comes over to playfully dance with you twirling you around and giggling. She saw your shyness and was trying to remedy it.

She made you sway with her hands on your waist. It was all friendly and playful and you were best friends so it wasn’t unusual behavior.

Nonetheless you felt your face get warmer at her proximity. Anya was staring from the bar after telling Hazel she didn’t feel like dancing. Anya really thought Hazel was just going to sit there and watch all of her friends dance instead.

Anya quickly changed her mind though. Seeing you too make her jealous. Hopping out of her seat and waltzing over to shove you away from Hazel with feigned innocence. Hazel mouths sorry towards you and it was your turn to go to the bar and watch from a far. You get yourself a coke to sip on since you would be driving later, not much of a drinker anyway.

You sit there mindlessly scrolling your phone trying to keep yourself occupied. Watching them still it hurts your chest. Hazel holds Anya close she has her face in the crook of her neck holding her from behind. It was a real sight. Especially when Hazel looked so good. Her cropped white tee and baggy jeans left just enough midriff exposed to mesmerize you.

Josie comes to sit besides you breaking your trance. “I hate her.” Is all she says and she looks from Anya to you. “Me too.” You both laugh together. “Yeah she’s kind of a bitch isn’t she.” Josie remarks pressing her lips together and furrowing her brows.

“Yeah she’s something.” You huffed and smiled brighter grateful for your friendship .That’s when Josie gets a certain look that you know to well. “You wanna smoke?” She flashes you a wide grin and wiggles her eyebrows. “Oh god yes.” You take one last sip of your coke and follow her outside.

—

You and Josie walk back into the bar in a hazy giggle. After a shit talking session that had you loosing your shit and gasping at gossip. You go to dance again and you notice Anya arguing with Hazel.

Anya rolled her eyes and says something that made Hazels face contort into hurt. Hazel says something in a pout then storms off in the other direction. “Jesus they do this shit every fucking night bro.” Josie rolls her eyes following Hazel to the bathroom. Every night? You though to yourself. You were under the impression everything was great?

The anger taking over your body doesn’t let you ponder over it more. Body moving without you telling it too, you yank her shoulder to face you. She was taller than you and definitely stronger then you but you didn’t care. The face Hazel made at Anya was enough motivation. You could’ve fought 10 frat boys and won.

“Hey! What did you say to her.” You could stand her being mean to you but being mean Hazel was absolutely not allowed. “I don’t think that’s any of your business y/n.”

She looks you up and down. “I suggest you fuck off before I tell her your little secret.” She gets closer to you only inches from your face. “What do you mean secret?” You started getting nervous. She grabs your face in her hand and looks in your scared eyes. “Your in love with her. It’s pathetic really the way you gawk at her.” Her acrylics are digging into your cheeks. Frantically staring at her in disbelief.

“Start keeping your distance y/n, Im not worried about you im just annoyed that you THINK that could happen. Like she’d ever be into someone like you.”

She let’s go of your face lightly tapping it. You feel tears fill your eyes about to break the barrier of your water line. “I-i… f-fuck you Anya.” Tears cascade down your face. Anya just vocalized your internal thoughts for the past 2 years now your sure she’s some demon from hell that crawled out to make your life miserable.

Just as Hazel and Josie come out of the bathroom they see you walk quickly out of the bar. Hazel feels completely exhausted, this was supposed to be a fun night you FINALLY agreed to have fun and hang out again.

Hazel follows you out just catching up to you when you get to the door of your car. “Y/n! Wait! Please, where are you going it’s barley been an hour?” She looks at you confused eye brows pushed together and hands on her hips. “I’m tired Hazel.” You can’t face her you can’t stop the tears rolling down.

You open the door but Hazel puts a firm hand down closing it again getting frustrated at your short response. You finally look her in the eyes and she takes you in. “Holy shit y/n are you ok?” She goes to put a hand on your shoulder but you flinch. Her face becomes even more worried than before. Staring at the streaks running down your cheeks.

“Please Hazel I just wanna go home. I’ll talk to you tomorrow ok.” Hazel moves her hand from the door and lets you open it. “We will talk about this tomorrow?” She ask you to get more confirmation. “We will.” You reassured her knowing talking was the last thing you were gonna do.

You drove back to your dorm still feeling shocks of fear pulse through you at the thought of Hazel knowing you were completely in love with her. Losing her would do more than wreck you. She’s been your best friend for what felt like forever.

Finally inside your dorm you rip your clothes off and put you pjs on as fast as you could. You didn’t bother to take your make up off and fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow. Thank god for the weed.

—

Your woken up by the jiggling of keys. You turn to look at the time and you way overslept. “Oh your up.” She closes the door lightly walking over to your bed. She puts a brown paper on your nightstand and smiled softly at you. “I got you a bagel from the place we like, I made sure they put extra cheese and hash browns. And I got you salsa.” The same sadness you felt the night before washed over you. Her sweetness makes you fall apart in more ways then one.

“Thanks Hazel.” You can only produce a small awkward smile. “Do you wanna talk about last night?” She carefully sat next to you and put her hand on your back, rubbing up and down. “I’m ok Hazel, really it’s fine.” You brush her off.

“I can’t help you if you push me away y/n. You’ve been really distant recently I’m worried. I-i mean did I do something?” She spoke softly and looked at your face silently begging for you to look her in the eyes instead of the floor.

But you can’t you start to cry before you can even get a word out. “No you didn’t do anything I’m sorry. Last night Anya was just really mean. Well she’s mean every time I’m around her but I-I’m sorry.” You spoke through tears and hiccups not even knowing even know why you were saying sorry. Regretting everything you just said. You knew Anya was going to tell her—everything was going to be ripped away from you.

Hazels face contorted into anger and shock. You were petrified that you had made her angry at you. “Anya did this.” Her tone was steady and dark. You nodded. Her jaw was clenched and her fist balled breathing heavily. She grabs her keys and opens the door. “I’ll be back in 30 minutes.” She shut the door behind her harder than she meant too. She quite literally couldn’t control her anger. She liked Anya, a lot actually, but the fighting has gotten to much. Hazel could handle a bit of sass from her here and there. But knowing she hurt you had Hazel enraged.

—

It had been 45 minutes of you sitting there bouncing your leg. Shaking anticipating the consequences of your breakdown. You tried watching a movie to get your mind off of your situation but you couldn’t focus. The bagel on your nightstand making you nauseous just by being there. Frustrated tears forcing there way up every once in a while.

You hear the knob jiggle and keys. Your immediately alerted. Hazel calmly walks through the door and moves to where you’ve come to stand infront of your bed. She takes your face into her soft hands pulling you into the deepest kiss you’ve ever had. When she finally lets you catch your breath she looks in your watery eyes .

“Why did you never tell me.” She whispers looking over your post cry face. Your lips puffy and pink frustrated cheeks. You notice that her lip is busted and she has a mark on her cheek that is definitely going to turn into a bruise. “Y-you aren’t angry? Are you ok?” You started to tear up again from the relief.

“No baby i could never be angry at you. And I’m fine just thought I should put what I’ve learned in my boxing class to use.” As she’s wiping your tears way, your remember, her and Anya took the same boxing class; thats actually how they met. Hazel looked angry but you didn’t think she was THAT angry. “I didn’t think you thought I was pretty.” She pulls you closer to her. “What! Why is that?” She questioned from the crook of your neck. “Cause you date girls like Anya I didn’t think I was your type.”

Hazel suddenly starts placing kisses on your neck. She realizes she has you turning into putty in her hands, like she always wanted. Everything about you was captivating to her in this moment. The way you smelled, the way your skin felt, how she could hear your breathing pick up with every kiss.

Your heart was racing you couldn’t believe this was actually happening. “Your not gonna have to worry about Anya anymore honey, I promise. Your the only girl I want. And your sooo my type.” Hazel sucks a bruise with no warning into your neck and licks over it. “Oh my god Hazel please.” Your hand reaches up into her hair your fingers tangled in her silky brown tresses. “Please what baby?”

Your face got impossibly redder whole body on fire unsure of how to answer her. Feeling the way Hazels hands roamed you made your head spin. You just couldn’t take it anymore pulling her up lightly by the hair to have her look at you.

“I need you.”

You make sure you say it clearly. Hazels eyes become more lidded than before overcome with lust. She pushed you backwards towards her bed until you fall into her sheets.

“Y-your so beautiful.” Shes stammering seeing you laid out in HER bed. She connects your lips again teeth clashing and tongues fighting for dominance.

You want to make her feel as good as she’s making you feel. Her knee comes between your legs giving you relief from pulsing heart beat that’s developed.

Your grinding on each other urgently. Years of pent up sexual frustration and longing being released.

You try to keep up with her kisses the best you can. The friction making you lose control. Completely entangled in each other, hands trying to feel every part of her.

Exchanging heavy breaths and soft whimpers. It was frenzied and sloppy it was the hottest thing you’ve ever experienced.

You tug her shirt over her head. She does the same for your exposing your bare chest. “Fuck.” Her brows pushing together as she feels her arousal pooling in her boxers. She can’t help but gently thumb your hard nipple trailing kisses from your collar bone to your breast.

She took the soft flesh into her mouth leaving hot kisses. Her hand massaged the other. Her lips wrapped around your nipple and released it with a pop. You let out a strained moan.

Her hand traveled to the waist band of your pajamas pants. Teasing you with her fingers moving back and forth under the fabric.

“Can I take these off.” She ask you her eyes begging you to say yes, desperate to see all of you. “Please” You nodded and she gently undressed you leaving your skin vulnerable to cool air for your dorm.

It doesn’t matter though, because Hazels warm body is pressed to you in a second. Her hand trails from your breast to your hip slowly, keeping your attention.

“Do you know how long Ive wanted you?” You shake your head, voice escaping you in the moment. Her finger slides through your folds, your wetness sending waves of pleasure and confidence through her. The sound alone made her ache.

“Way to fucking long.” She slips a finger in your soaked needy hole. You let out an open mouthed exhale. She slips in another finger. “Fuck! Mm-n!”

Her fingers stretched you out and the sensation was mind numbing. An endless repeat hazelhazelhazelhazel. Was all you could think about. Her fingers curled at a slow pace hitting just the right spot. Working your clit with her thumb at the same time.

“Im I making you feel good honey?” Her voice was gentle and attentive. The way she was grinding down on your thigh mixed with your pretty noises was making her go insane. Your moans start to get more frequent. As you were embarrassingly close to release so soon. “S-so good Hazel.”

“Talk to me sweetheart. This is all mine now right?” Hazel questions you her pace picking up and mouthing your tits. “All yours all yours all yours all…” You mumbled to her as your eyes flutter. “That’s right honey.” She kept a rough tempo leaving marks on your chest until you were finally coming undone under her.

Shes watches as your orgasm possesses you. Moaning her name as you arch your back grinding yourself against her fingers. “Yeah honey just like that cum for me baby.” She doesn’t stop till your squirming from overstimulation.

You catch your breath for a second before becoming focused. You didn’t want your fatigue from your orgasm to keep you from pleasing her. Hazels already pulling you into another deep kiss like before.

“I want to make you feel good now Hazel.” She seemed a little shocked. As you think about the girls she’s hooked up that’s probably not the kind of treatment she was used too.

“You don’t have to y/n, making you cum is pleasure enough.” She seemed almost nervous. You shake your head and take her hand placing the two fingers that were just fucking deep inside of you into your mouth.

Releasing them with a pop. Her eyes are droopy and mouth slightly open. Her chest breathing deeply overwhelmed with lust. “No Hazel. I really want to make you feel good.”

Hazels ripping off her sports bra without another word. You nudge her shoulder down and straddle her. She’s frantically trying to take her sweats and boxers off. You help her rip them off and throw them across the room.

The sight is beautiful she’s completely soak, all you want is to have your face between her thighs. “Can I taste you?” You ask coyly as your hands rub up and down the tops of her thighs, your words going straight to her core. “Fuck, y-yeah, yes p-please—I mean.”

You settle between her thighs leaving light kisses on her inner thighs. Hazels having a hard time keeping still with you so close to where she needed you.

You look up into her eyes through your lashes as your breath fans over her soaked cunt. She lets out a whimper on accident and it set her body on fire with embarrassment.

Finally you lick a broad stripe. Hazel sign in relief. Her fingers pulling at your roots. Your hands are hooked over her thighs keeping them apart. Tongue flicking over her clit at a pace YOU didn’t even know was possible.

Hazel eased into the feeling of being taken care of. She’s switching between look you in the eyes and looking at the ceiling when the shyness become too much. She quietly took in the sensation of being taken care of before speaking trying to get rid of the shyness.

“I’ve thought about you like this s-so many nights.” Hazel mumbles out between whimpers. You push your finger into her curling. “Yeah?” You question quickly. She throws her head back when you go back to sucking on her clit.

You add another finger. Pace becoming quicker and deeper. “I always imagined this,oh god,h-happening during one of our movie nights.” You hum into her creating a whole new sensation as her legs start to quake. “I th-thought youd take the hint. Oh god don’t stop.”

She let out a soft laugh until the knot in her stomach was becoming to much to handle. “I mean we c-cuddled for like 3 hours at a time! Shitshitshit!” Hazels grip on your hair became tight as her eyes rolled back, letting out a loud moan. The knot in her stomach snapping as the white hot feeling flushes over her.

You watch her in awe. Her chest heaving as she grinds into you her other hand gripping the headboard showing her toned tricep.

You help her fully ride out her orgasm then pull away to use your shirt to clean yourself in and lay next to her gently.

Hazel turns to look at you with a tired smile spreading across her face. She cups your cheek once more kissing your forehead. “I thought it would end like this too.” She says to you quietly. “Me too.” You reply going to kiss the tip of her nose. She looks into your eyes for a moment thinking.

Her eyebrows push together as a though crosses her mind. “Did you ever eat the bagel?” You laugh at her genuinely concerned question and pull her into an embrace, warm bodies lovingly entwined. “No I actually thought I was dying though in my defense.” Hazel pouts at you.

“Did you beat up Anya?” You question her instead. “I tried to but she honestly kicked my ass sooo bad, like embarrassing I’m so happy you weren’t there” You laughed at this too.

“I looked cool though right?” She dropped her voice dramatically. “Oh yeah sooo cool.” She gasped at your sarcasm.

When your both of yours laughter dies down it’s seems both of you have the same realization that your best friend was now your girlfriend. Eyes saying what they needed too.

“You wanna watch a movie?” You asked quietly. “Only after you eat cause a $12 bagel on a college student budget is atrocious.” She kissed your forehead and nudged you to get up.

(Thank you for reading😙)

[mayaflowerxs]

hi hun, if you dont mind can you make a fic of jaemin being all crazy for y/n but it starts off with them just sexting n dry humping till he goes all crazy for her. btw! i loved the affair series would love to see dream ver. :)

CRAZY IN LOVE

Synopsis: It was stupid really, you were bored and treated the app as a joke. You just never would have thought the man you began sexting would be your best friends boyfriend and at that an obsession beginning to develop.

Warning: Smut / Fluffish? / Angst . Swear word usage, Serious!Jaemin x Shy!Reader. Toxic relationship, pick me best friend, cheating,TW! mention of suicide, conflicted feelings. Reader is a bit of a push over + character development. Takes place in college. Blue: Jaemin, Pink:Reader

A/N: Hi love! Hope you enjoy and thank u sm! I haven’t considered making one for dream but maybe after I’m done I may think about it!

Pairing: Jaemin x fem reader

You felt like a shit person. You hate fake people, players even and yet here you are doing the very thing you despise. Being bored isn’t a good enough justification for it, your interest was peaked the second you scrolled by the app in the App Store. A cold rainy day that left you alone, cold and in the dark of your dorm. Roommate was out doing god knows what, your best friend could never really be cooped up for long. The cold rain drops fell on your window that laid beside your bed. Tiktok wasn’t interesting, no movies on any movie platform seemed to catch your focus. Wednesday playing in the background for the sake of keeping the room completely dark and silent.

‘HEARTSTRING, the best most popular app for young adults ready for a relationship!’

What harm could it be if you tried out the app right? It’s not like anything bad could really come out of it.

“And so I was like, Beverly you have to stop shitting around and like fucking cut the chord. He’s not interested in you anymore. I mean yeah have we been having a bit of flirty banter here and there, sure but-“

The chitter chatter of his girlfriend talking his ear off began to muffle as Jaemin focuses his attention on his cell phone. He wasn’t exactly in the best mood, it’s fucking cold outside. His thick jacket he brought with now currently wrapped around his girlfriend because of the refusal she had to bring her own. Currently sitting inside a vegan restaurant and a $50 dish that isn’t all that appetizing and fulfilling. With an hour worth of talking of all the boring shit his girlfriend has to ramble about, he feels it’s the least bit understandable he’s decided to do something he wants to do. Be on his phone.

His social battery only down by its last percentage, a small frown on his face as he scrolls through his feed. Boring and bland, only a small story of Jeno’s in which him and the boys were currently playing the newest game. Months and months of hyping it up, waiting for its release and Jaemin is wasting his time on his 30th date. By now, his bank account is about ready to burst. A cry for help he swears he hears each time he picks up his wallet. Stopping midway scroll when an ad appears, ‘HEARTSTRING!’

Taking a quick glance up at his girlfriend and sees she’s still rambling on about girl drama as she continues to take pictures of her salad and posting them online. To say his relationship with Nayoung was perfect would be the furthest from the truth. If anything, he still doesn’t quite understand how he managed to get in the relationship in the first place. What was suppose to be a quick fling, resulted in Nayoung telling the entire school they were together. Her parents were quick in wanting to get to meet him, a very serious talk from her father had chills running up his arms. “Don’t you even dare hurt my little girl. You don’t know what I’m capable of son.” He’s tried to think of ways to get out of that situation but it’s only gotten worse when Nayoung got in touch with his parents. The thrill look on their faces when they were told their oldest son was finally in a committed relationship. Jaemin felt that maybe he would always be stuck.

And if that was the case, he might as well still have fun if he can’t walk away from her.

Setting up your account came to be really easy. You plan to delete the app by the end of the night, you’re not looking for something seriously and so far the app itself doesn’t look that serious either. It seemed everything was anonymous for the most part. With only using real descriptions and names, not personal pictures are to be added and instead icons. An app for anonymous chatting. For a while it seemed it was a scam, nothing good was happening other than the constant liking of each profile that propped up for you. You weren’t looking for anything specific, you just wanted to have a conversation and just as you were about to log out and delete it. A notification popped up.

na.jaemin0813 is typing…

Hey

Hello…

Did you get the app out of boredom as well?

It’s like we’re one mind

Guess we were meant to be ;)

Haha cheeky

You know it babe

So tell me, what’s your favorite conspiracy theory you can discuss for hours

Ooh getting serious are we?

Chatting with Jaemin didn’t seem so bad. In fact, you’ve come to enjoy your conversation with him, you didn’t expect it to go on longer than anticipated.

“Y/n im home!” You hear your best friend say as she closes the door behind her. Turning off your phone before you can receive the next message Jaemin was about to send you, a figure appears by your door way. “I’m fucking exhausted.” She huffs as she drops the many bags of clothes. A pout on her face as she slumps her shoulders. “Can you make me food, i am in a serious need of a bath.” “I still have some of my left over chicken Alfredo in the fridge-“ “You know I don’t eat left overs.” She makes a disgusted look, “Please! I’ll owe you.” She smiles before wandering off to her room. “You already owe me.” You mumble before getting out of bed and into the kitchen. The running water is heard a few minutes later with the sound of music playing soon afterwards. As you let the water boil for the pasta, you get back on your phone.

Where have you gone darling?

Already missing me ?

Given you’re someone who isn’t all that dry, who wouldn’t be?

So am I safe to assume you haven’t had great chats recently?

You’re the only one who hasn’t made the entire conversation about themselves and the many inconveniences in their lives

Ugh, those people are the worst.

The loud obnoxious singing of your best friend is what interrupted your conversation with him. Focusing back on her dinner as she spent the next hour an a half in the bath.

A sigh escapes Jaemin as he waits for the three dots to appear before exiting out of the app and moving on. The loud yelling of the guys are heard as he enters his dormitory. Busying themselves on whatever video game they’ve bought lately, “On your right!” Haechan exasperates. Taking the seat next to him, Jaemin had kicked off his shoes and rested them on top of the coffee table. “Oh you’re back!” He hears Jisung’s voice as soon as he entered the small living room. “Were you in my room?“. Shrugging his shoulders, he lifts up the cup of ramen in his hand. “You stash them in your room, finally found them.” “Yeah it’s exactly why I stashed them.” He shakes his head, hearing a notification from his phone he lifts it up only to frown when he sees it was Nayoung.

“I’m guessing the date didn’t go well?” Jisung asks. “She’s so high maintenance.” He sighs before closing his eyes and rubs his temple. “Why don’t you break up with her?” Haechan asks him, half of his attention on the flat screen tv. “Because if I break up with her, her father will break my face I thought I told you already?” “Oh right- move you fuck!” Getting off the couch, Jaemin walks over to the kitchen table and takes a seat keeping the maknae company.

Lets go out tomorrow!

Shutting his phone off, Jaemin doesn’t bother responding back. Mentally and socially drained to respond. “I’ll be in my room.” He murmurs not bothering to get a response back. The door to his room gets closed behind him, falling on his bed as he feels himself about to drowse off until he hears another notification go off.

So do you study?

Third year in college :)

Really? Where?

Seoul National University.

No way really? I go there too!

We should get together sometime.

Already desperate to get to know me?

Yeah well, I’d like to be able to see the face I’m talking to instead of a screen.

Mm I don’t know…

Oh come on, are you gonna make me work for it?

Yep

Meanie :(

As the days went by the two of you have constantly texted the other. To the point people began to notice, “why are you always on your phone?” You best friend half heartedly asked one day, on her own as she busies scrolling through her feed. Eyes rolling when she sees one of her ‘friends’ post a picture. “Told her she looked ugly in that photo, can’t believe she still posted it. Eh, A+ for confidence i guess.”

Peeking over her screen she frowns when she notices you didn’t even bother answering her question. Instead, a smile on your face as you continue to text Jaemin. It’s been an entire week since you downloaded the app, an entire week since you began texting Jaemin and a week since you’ve been this lonely looking person. It made Nayoung wonder, you were never this preoccupied with your phone. If anything you never used it mainly because you didn’t have much going other than movies and tiktok. But this, no this can’t be a romcom or TikTok’s doing. “Oh my god!”

Jumping back startled, you look at her shocked face. “You’re seeing someone!” Scoffing, you shake your head and set your phone down. “Am not.” “So why did you set your phone facing down. Mphm?” “I always do that.” Stopping momentarily, Nayoung can’t tell if you were telling the truth. Unlike you, she isn’t that observant, she can’t even remember your birthday and only hopes she hasn’t missed it yet. “Don’t change the subject! Now tell me, who is it.” “No one-“ Poking you with her chopsticks, she leans closer. “Now, now it’s been AGES since your last relationship and we both know how that ended. Just want to see how this one’s like” A small pang was felt in your heart, you didn’t like to remember it. Your last boyfriend only used you to get closer to Nayoung. It hurt to know he didn’t even like you not once throughout your relationship. Broken up with him and getting the reassurance from your best friend is what got you through it.

“He’s not like that-“ “Aha! So you are seeing someone!” Sighing, you smile shyly at her. “Not really seeing if I have never met him. We only started texting each other. It’s only been a week.” You say with a small smile. A ding is heard and you were quick to check, a small chuckle escapes you and you’re entire focus was now back on your phone. You miss the small scowl your best friend has on her face. She wondered who this boy was, how is it that you didn’t tell her when all of this was happening? A bitterness began to bubble inside of her but she keeps it on the low and instead grabs the dishes and puts them in the sink.

“I’m going out, me and Jaemin got a date.” She says loud enough for you to hear her. “K have fun.” You say lowly, eyes still on your screen. Giving you one last glance, she makes her way out.

“Jaemin, are you even paying attention to me?” She huffs annoyedly at her boyfriend. “Of course I am.” He quickly typed out his last text before looking up at her. Rolling her eyes, she huffs and crosses her arms. “Is this how you’re gonna be when you visit my parents?” “Visit?” “Of course, mom has been wanting you to come visit and so I promised her the next time I fly out I’d take you with me! My friend will be coming too of course, poor thing can’t see her parents. It’s this whole drama thing she’s got going on.” She shrugs. Great another weekend ruined.

“Alright see you then.” A grin forms on her face, leaning in for a kiss before she was long gone to do shopping with her friends. Rolling his eyes, Jaemin sits back on his bed and unlocks his phone. His finger hovered over the contact. He wondered what you were up to, he was bored and a little moody that you haven’t texted him yet. Scrolling through your last few messages that he’s noticed have gotten more flirtier over the course of time.

Whatcha doin?

Why, you miss me? :(

Don’t be a brat.

You love it

And you love teasing me smh

Still mad…?

You sent a pic of your boobs while I was in the middle of class

I had blue balls for the rest of the hour

So you don’t want more?

I want you.

Aw what a cutie

I’m not cute I’m hot

Would you like to see?

Photo Sent

The text messages progressively got more flirty, from pictures of abs and cleavages. You made sure your face was no where in view of the camera. You don’t know where this confidence came from. You never sent such pictures before, and yet never would you have thought to begin sexting a stranger you met online.

Fuck y/n, I need to see you.

I’m sure your hand can keep you company

Fucking meanie

;)

“Y/n! I need help packing I just bought new clothes and I need your help making an outfit out of them!” You hear Nayoung enthusiastically shout as she enters the dorm. Slamming the door behind you, opening the camera app you take one last pictures of your chest down, wearing a black corset with a push-up bra you notice Jaemin swoons over. Sending it before shutting your phone off.

A huff is heard as you watch Nayoung drop down all her bags filled with clothes. “Okay tomorrow morning we should be heading down to my fathers cabin alright?” Nodding, she leads you to her room. Two large suitcases are taken out of her closet as she begins taking down all her clothes from the hangers. Looking at herself through the body mirror as she makes distasteful noises each time she comes across an article of clothing she no longer likes.

Do you like torturing me?

Are you fisting yourself rn?

Kinda have no other choice…

Good, go faster for me will ya?

It’ll send you another picture of me. Maybe something more revealing…

“Y/n? You listening?” “Yeah!” Looking from her bed, a large pile of clothes as she poses in the mirror. She peeked through her mirror to see how engrossed you were with your phone. A small frown as she still doesn’t know much about this guy you’ve met. “Beige or cream?” Showing you a scarf she plans to wear, she pretend to think. “Cream, doesn’t wear out your face.” Smiling, she turns around and continues to check herself out. “So who exactly will be going?” Hearing the sound of another text coming from Jaemin, you take a peek to see he had sent a picture of his own.

“Oh just my parents, some childhood friends and my boyfriend. “ “Speaking of boyfriend, will I be meeting this boy you’ve been messaging?” She wiggles her brows. “Nope, I still haven’t met him yet.” You chuckle. “Huh..” she breathes out before posing in front of the mirror. “So how are things with your boyfriend?” you ask. “Things are great! I’m so happy to be with him, he’s so sweet look he even got me this necklace.” Showing you the Diamond necklace you nod, you didn’t know much about this guy. If anything you never met him. It’s ironic how much she’s mentioned him and yet has never said his name. You don’t know how old he is, how he looks. Just that he goes to the same college as the two of you. Nayoung has even tried her best to keep him from entering your dorm. For whatever reason it is, she doesn’t want him coming over. A bit secretive with him really.

“Okay are you packed?” Nodding she smiles. “God you’re so lucky, you don’t have a lot of clothes to choose.” She sighs “ Well, I better get to finishing you don’t have to help me anymore thanks.” Grabbing your phone you close the door to your room behind you and lock it. A gasp escapes you, eyes widening at the nude he sent.

You don’t beat around the bush do ya?

Gotta show you how much you’re affecting me

Cute

My dick is cute?

Your dick looks delicious actually

Then how about you come over n suck it

Yeah but I love torturing you so keep fucking your hand for now.

Damn woman

Jaemin shut off his phone after he seen you left him on read. He was frustrated. Sexually frustrated, it’s humiliating knowing how affected he is by you. He doesn’t care he’s currently humping his pillow pretending it’s you. Chest heaving, a sweaty forehead as he chases after his release. Never has he had to work for someone this much. He would’ve given up and moved on but how could he, something about you entices him. Makes his want more, to go after you no matter the cost. He loves your banter, he loves how much you tease it keeps him on his toes. His hand going faster and faster until finally he felt the warm white liquid fall on his fingers. In the corner of his dark room, he catches his breath. Receiving another message but only groaning when he sees it’s Nayoung.

Can’t wait for tomorrow!

To say you weren’t cranky would be a lie. You knew you’d be getting up early you just underestimated how early. Nayoung isn’t a morning person and to think she would be demanding you to get up at 3 in the morning was the last thing on your mind of possibilities. Sitting in the back of the car as Nayoung claimed she would be picking up her boyfriend on the way. You didn’t mind, if anything you’d be taking the time to catch up on some needed sleep. A large blanket over you, you don’t hear the door to the passenger seat open and close. A smack of lips kissing and a cheerful voice greeting him.

“Is this your friend?” Nodding, she looks back to see you asleep. “Yep, she went back to sleep. She spent all night texting some guy. Kinda starting to think he doesn’t exist.” Raising a brow at her as she whispered the last part. “Whys that?” Shrugging her shoulders, eyes on the road. “She hasn’t mentioned his name, refuses to let me meet him and anytime I ask about him she tries to change the subject.” Jaemin only hums before looking out the window, dark eye bags beginning to become apparent as he too wasn’t exactly in the best mood. His hair was still a bit disheveled and he was only running on two hours of sleep. Guess his girlfriends friend wasn’t the only one up all night texting.

By the time the three of you arrived, you woke up abruptly by the slamming of a door. “Come on y/n we’re here!” You hear Nayoung shout from outside. Stretching and getting out, you’re left with carrying in the rest of the stuff. The cabin was large, only visited a handful of times. Loud voices are heard from the kitchen as Nayoung busies herself greeting the family. Huffing when you drop Nayoung’s heavy luggage inside you bump into someone on accident. “I’m sorry!” Tall and standing before you, Jaemin props his glasses up. Dropping down his bags and sending you a forced smile. “It’s alright.”

“Oh y/n! This is my boyfriend Jaemin!” The two of you freeze. Watching as she walks over to hook her arm around his. A grin on her face as she cuddles close to him. It couldn’t be right? Looking over and seeing he as well seemed tense but he kept a calm face. “H-Hello.” Giggling, she shakes her head. “Always so shy. Jaemin?” Nudging him, he seems to snap out of it. Clearing his throat before doing a quick half assed bow. “Hey.” Looking between the two of you, she makes a face. “Well that wasn’t awkward, anyways. Mom and dad wants to see you so shall we get going? Oh and y/n sorry we didn’t have enough rooms you don’t mind crashing on the couch right?” Shaking your head she smiles. “Great! You can leave your things in my room, you know where they are right?”

Not waiting for a response she drags him into the kitchen where it erupts in greetings. Laughs and giggles are heard, taking a small peek you see her friends are also in there as well. Gawking at him as he respectfully greets them. Sighing, you grab your things and go up the stairs. “Hey y/n do you mind carrying the rest of our luggages? Please, thank you!” Nayoung shouts as you were half way up the stairs.

You felt left out you weren’t going to lie. But then again, when haven’t you. Nayoung has always made it easy to fit in, to make conversation even though most of the time the topic always shifted over to her but overall, it was easy for her to get involved. Not you, it took a while for you to barely start lowering your walls. Just the idea of forcing yourself out of your shell sends shivers. How can you? You get the feeling Nayoung’s childhood friends don’t really like you as they always stare and mutter things under their breaths. And like all the other times you visited, you spent your time on the couch petting the family cat. “I’m so happy he likes you. He hates people, if anything he still isn’t quite fond of Nayoung.” Her mother giggles as she takes the other couch. Staring lovingly at the two of you. A warm smile forms on your face as you continue to pet the cat sitting on your lap. Her husband walking over to sit next to her, a mug in his hand as he nods.

“Toby hates Nayoung for some reason. Even before she went off to college he’d always hide from her.” By then everyone has shifted themselves into the living room. The group surrounding Nayoung, the smile slowly drops when she sees her parents conversing with you. “You must be a gem if Toby trusts you that much.” Her mother claps her hands. Jaemin takes a seat across from you, fighting back the look of boredom on his face. He can’t help but analyze you. Can it be the same y/n he’s been texting? Since he’s arrived, he hasn’t had the balls to text her. There’s no way the chick he’s been sexting is his girlfriends best friend. If that’s the case, he’s screwed.

A scoff is heard from beside him, looking up and see Nayoung enter the living room. “He’s just a dumb cat. I’m sure he’s only using you as a cushion.” “Well if that’s the case, I’m honored.” You smile down at the cat who purrs. Jaemin notices the scowl on his girlfriends face. He wonders why, it’s not like she particularly likes Toby. Every time he’s come over she’s always going on and on about how the cat terrorizes everything. “You should be, and Jaemin too! Toby loves him!” Looking up and meeting eyes with Jaemin you gulp before looking down. A silence is met before Nayoung speaks up. “Well it’s still pretty early and I’m tired. Jaemin lets go to bed.” One by one, everyone walks off to their bedrooms which leaves you on the couch with the grey and white cat. Head butting your hand, a few hours go by and you haven’t gotten the heart to move him. The sleep drowsiness has disappeared and you made due on being on your phone for the time being. A notification is sent from your phone, Jaemin.

It’s you isn’t it?

I don’t know what you’re talking about..

“Yes you do.” Jumping up, you see him standing at the bottom of the stairs. “Holy shit you scared me.” By the sudden jolt, Toby has taken it upon himself to get off your lap and plop down on his cat tree. Walking closer to you, you shift uncomfortably. You don’t know what to do, what can you do to make things better?

Silently getting closer, you open your mouth to explain yourself but he cuts you off. Instead he takes a seat besides you and smashes his lips on top of yours. A moan emits from you, it was quick and needy and you liked it. You liked it so much you even climbed on top of him. His arms coming around your waist to pull you closer. He smelled nice, his cologne hitting your nostrils and lips were soft and plump. Cupping his face to keep his lips on top of yours. A smile forming on his face before pulling away, “So you were the one teasing me huh?” A blush began to form on your face before awkwardly laughing. “So you’re my best friends boyfriend huh.” Clearing his throat he looks down uncomfortably. “Listen, I’m not the type to cheat okay? It’s just that I kinda had no choice but to be in a relationship with her and-“

“She trapped you yeah I know, she has done that with all of her exes.” Raising a brow he looks up at you. “Really?” Nodding, you sigh. “She can’t keep a man for the life of her so she forces one on them by using her father to get them to agree. He’s rich and powerful, wouldn’t be surprised he’d have you kicked out of college or have you be fired from your job. Blacklisted for any future opportunities and more.” “If I’d known earlier I would’ve tried avoiding crossing paths. Why are you friends with her?”

“I don’t know, I guess she was the only one who stayed.” “Stayed? What happened if I may ask.” “I don’t know, one second I had tons of friends who could rely on me and the next, I was hated.” You look down sadly. Startled when he plants a kiss on your cheek, a grin on his face as his eyes adoringly stare at you. “I’m glad I finally met you.” “I’m glad too-“. Reciprocating his kiss, you begin to grind on top of him. A groan from him only has you doing it again and again. Pushing him down on the couch as his hands roam all over your body. Piece by piece, clothes are scattered on the floor and heavy breathing gets louder. Your head is thrown back when you feel yourself stretch around him. A large hand going to cover your mouth. Leaning in, his mouth attaching itself onto your nipple and sucking. Sensitive, you begin to bounce on his lap. Hands on his chest as he guides you to go faster. Trying to keep the slapping sounds at bay. The feeling of him deep in your snatch had your head spinning, it truly has been a while since you’ve had sex. It was wrong that the first person you sleep with is your best friends boyfriend but you just love it so much.

And it seems you’re not the only one. For the remainder of the weekend the two of you have gotten closer. Sneaky glances thrown and secret meet ups. When in the kitchen alone, he smacks your ass before leaving a kiss on your cheek. A shit eating grin on his face when he meets with the others. Content he’s finally getting you back for all the teasing you’ve done. “Are you alright y/n? Your face is super red?” Nayoung’s mother says. “Probably a bad reaction to one of her creams. I keep telling her she doesn’t have to keep putting on so many products. Going natural is just as pretty.” Nayoung sends you a smile. Speaking up for you, a strong grip on your fork, you don’t bother to explain yourself. “I’m okay.”

Jaemin certainly didn’t like it. And he certainly didn’t like how easily you let her comment slide. “I try to say the same thing to you as well Nayoung. No reason you need fifty bottles of foundation. A day or two without it wouldn’t hurt babe.” He sends her a smile before taking a bite from his food. Tensing, Nayoung is left without words. Embarrassed by the looks her friends sends her. A scowl on her face as she desperately tries to change the subject. “So! Should we hit the beach later on?” “Yes!” Her friends clap. “Okay good! After we’re done we’ll pick out our bikinis!”

Bikini’s? Nayoung never mentioned there would be swimming involved? You didn’t even pack any clothes to get wet in. The closest thing you had were shorts and even then they weren’t comfortable to get wet with.

“It’s a bummer you can’t get in.” Nayoung pouts at you, watching you set your towel on the sand. Sunglasses on as you send her a reassuring smile. “Eh it’s okay, I’ve gotten too much sun anyways-“. “Yeah you’re looking a little dark, how about you stay under my moms umbrella for the time being okay? Hope you don’t get too bored!” She says before scurrying off to her friends. Clenching your jaw, you try to not let her words affect you. Has she always been this snakey? Or is this you trying to justify your actions for hooking up with her boyfriend. Surely she must’ve always been this terrible to you from the beginning.

“Come on.” “Huh?” Looking over and seeing Jaemin has his hand extended you raise a brow. “Where?” “Less questions and more walking, come on.” Allowing him to drag you away, he takes you to a near by store. “Bikini’s?” “Get one, it’s on me.” “You don’t need to-“ “I want to, besides I need to get sunscreen.” He wonders off for it, and as he does so you look around the store. Eyes straying on a red two piece, you go to the fitting rooms and liking the look of it on you. Getting out, Jaemin freezes when he sees you. “How do I look?” Checking to see if anyones watching, he pushes you inside and closes the door behind him. Dropping the bottle of sun cream and picking you up. Leaning you up against the wall he desperately connects your lips with his. Running a hand through his hair, he begins to dry hump you. A moan comes out of you that he muffled with his mouth. A hand coming to wrap around your neck and lightly squeeze. “Fuck you’re so hot.” His pupils dilated as he leans in and press kisses to your chest.

Pulling the top down to reveal your perky tits. Sucking and fondling with them, looking to the side and seeing the mirror reflecting the lewd actions he’s doing. “We should get going, don’t want to raise suspicion.” You tell him with heavy breathing. Reluctantly detaching himself from you and setting you down. “Don’t change.” Grabbing your clothes and lotion, the two of you walk out and make your way to the counter. Ripping off the tag and handing it to the cashier as he pays for it. By the time the two of you make your way back, you hear shouting. “Babe where have you been?” Nayoung gets closer. “Needed sunscreen and got y/n a bathing suit.” Eyes turning to look at you, the plastic smile ready to falter. “Oh! How nice..well come on let’s get in the water feels nice!” She goes for his hand but he takes a step back.

“Yeah I will in a bit, you should join the others they seem pretty lost with out you.” Looking back and seeing her friends looking bored without her. “Oh okay. Glad you can join us after all y/n.” She sends you a smile before going back in. Feeling a tug, you look down and see Jaemin had taken his shirt off. “Help me put sunscreen on yeah?”

You can practically feel the daggers being thrown at you. But you ignored it, you liked making her jealous. A part of you felt proud you had the upper hand than Nayoung. Even more that it’s with her boyfriend. Turning around, you put some on his chest. Running your hands over his abs, his eyes looking directly into yours. “I really badly need to fuck you.” Rolling your eyes, you go to walk away but he stops you. “Now y/n.”

“Are you seeing this?” One of Nayoung’s friends says as they all watch Jaemin slowly put on sunscreen on you. Going up your leg and too close to your ass. “I knew it was a mistake to introduce them.” She scoffs. “Come on hun, do you really think he’ll do anything with her?” “It’s not him I’m worried, poor girl is so deprived I worry she’ll do anything for attention.” She pouts. “Don’t worry, Jaemin’s too smitten for you. He’d never be unfaithful to you.” Smiling she turns over to her friends. “Thanks guys, besides we’re really strong.” “So strong that should we assume he’ll pop the question anytime soon?”

Nodding they squeal. “I’m sure he already has the ring set out for me.” She claps her hands.

“Jaemin anyone can walk in on us any second!” You smack Jaemin’s bicep, currently in a dark small closet the cabin had he had managed to cramped you two inside. It was loud outside, music blasting as the others conversed with one another. Luggages were being packed and dinner was being cooked. In a few hours you were meant to be making your way back home and instead, have a clingy boy stuck to your side. A grin on his face as he leans in and kisses you. “Need you…” he pouts as he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck. Hands beginning to roam down your side and to your back. Biting your lip when you feel him squeeze your ass, gasping when you feel his bulge after he pulled you closer to him.

“No one will hear us mhm?” He breathes in your ear as he peppers your neck. Massaging your cheeks as he has you pinned against the wall. You can’t ignore the arousal in your pants but it didn’t stop you from worrying of being potentially caught. “No sir.” Pushing him away, you reach for the door knob. Feeling him pull you inside again roughly when Nayoung’s faint voice was heard going up the stairs. “I have no idea where he went.” She tells her friends. “I bet he’s with y/n again. They have been way too close.” “I’m sure he feels bad, I mean she is the odd one out.” Nayoung reasons. “She’s a loner Nayoung, girls like her use that to reel men in.” Clenching your jaw, you don’t notice Jaemin wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Ignore them.” He whispers into your ear. Once you were sure they had left, you don’t utter a word and merely walk out. Leaving him in the closet by himself.

Nayoung always assumed she’d be the first to seal the deal between the two of you. The first to have a boyfriend, to be engaged and to start a family. Unlike her, you didn’t grow up with a lot so she always had more than you. The advantages like starting her own independent life. You had to start from scratch, lots of hours working for you to save. It’s what the world admired about you. It’s what they respected you for, many could relate to you. And even through all the hardships you still smiled. You stayed optimistic and it’s why you had so many friends, why so many guys wanted your number instead of Nayoung’s.

“I’m sorry I’m not interested.” “Actually I wanted to see if you can give me your friend, y/n’s number.”

For a while it seemed like Nayoung was the forgotten one. It was all about her friend Y/n. What you were up to, how you were doing. She just wanted to see what the fuss was about in having so many people care about you. So the cosmetics came in, then the surgeries, the hard diets. But when they weren’t enough, the lies came in.

“Oh sure, but I have to say she’s currently going through something. Chlamydia actually.”

She didn’t mean for the lies to keep progressing but she just wanted to take some of the attention off you and divert it over to her.

“She thinks you’re a freak.”

She did feel bad though when people eventually began to hate you. And before she knew it, she was the only friend you had left. Boys avoided you and girls despised you. Your last boyfriend only cheated on you because Nayoung lied to him saying you had cheated on him.

“I guess she thought you just weren’t good enough, I don’t know what to tell you. But, if I were her I would know I made a big mistake. You’re a catch.” Her hand lays on top of his, a reassuring and innocent smile plastered on her face before leaning in and kissing him.

For years now she was finally on the other end, the one who everyone praised and idolized. And a part of her liked how she can control you, it felt nice to be better for once. And seeing how close you and Jaemin have gotten definitely hasn’t been putting her at ease.

During dinner she made sure Jaemin sat next to her and away from you. Served him and kissed him at unconventional times. By the end of the night it seemed she was utterly in love with him, which is why she just had to rub it in just a little deeper into your face. “I’m going to tell him I love him.” Taking you by surprise, you suppress any distasteful emotion. “That’s great! I’m sure he’ll feel the same.” He won’t. You’re sure of that. “I want to live with him y/n.” Widening your eyes, “Live together? But what about dorms? It’s still mandatory to be in one and you can’t exactly room with a guy.”

“Only for a few more months.” Sighing and sitting back on the couch she smiles dreamily. “I’m telling you, he’s the man of my dreams.” You didn’t have much to say. Which only made you more guilty with how you’ve been treating her behind her back. It seemed she really did like him, after all she has been stuck by your side when everyone else turned against you. “Then tell him how you feel.”

“We can’t keep doing this.”

It’s been three months since the visit to Nayoung’s parents. Three months since you said you’d stop hooking up with him and finally today you’d be calling it off. “Like hell you are, what the hell y/n. Where is this coming from?” A duvet wrapped around your body, you sit up on the bed. Messy hair with smeared makeup as you don’t even dare meet eyes with Jaemin. With only briefs on, he gets out of bed. Disheveled hair, muscles more prominent and the red marks you left on him still apparent. Lip stains on his neck with dark love marks going down his collar bone. A frown on his face as he demands an explanation, even when he’s upset he’s still breathtakingly attractive. “It’s not right.” A sarcastic laugh falls out of his mouth as he searches for his clothes.

“You’re finally realizing that after months?” Looking at you for any other answers, he drops his shirt on the bed and climbs back on. Cradling your face, he looks at you worriedly. “Talk to me baby, what’s wrong?” Feeling the tears beginning to form, you shrug him off. You don’t trust your voice, there’s a ball beginning to form and you know if you dare speak a work you’ll only sob. About to get out of bed, he grabs you by the waist. “No, you’re not running way again. Talk to me-“ “Jaemin you’re in a relationship with Nayoung! She loves you and even wants to live with you and here we are having sex!”

“She’s not you!” Looking away, he huffs and wraps his arms around your torso. “I love you.” Taken by surprise, you turn to face him with wide eyes. “Come again?” “I’ve never said that to any of my exes, and it sucks that this is the situation that we are in but, im not lying. I love you, not Nayoung. It’s why I didn’t say it back when she said it to me.”

“Really?” Smiling, he nods and leans in for a kiss you grant him happily. “I still think it’s wrong. Maybe if we confess then she will let you go. Yeah it will permanently ruin our friendship but you at least deserve your freedom.” Shaking his head he sighs. “It’s her father i’m worried for.” Feeling dejected, you let him pull you into a cuddle. Back under the sheets as he peppers your face in kisses. Until there’s a loud slam on the door, eyes widening Jaemin lifts a finger to his mouth. Your door was locked thankfully.

“Let me check if she’s home…hey y/n! You home?!” Knocking on the door and trying to open it but to no avail. Shaking his head, he covers your mouth. “Guess she’s not home.” She says, she must’ve brought someone. Getting up to change, you can’t but overhear her speak.

“Can’t believe you’re still friends with her after everything she did.” Confused, you lean your ear up gassing the door. “Well I mean, she’s my best friend-“ “Yes but she cheated on her boyfriend.”

Cheated?

“She didn’t know what she was doing.”

Why the hell is Nayoung agreeing?

“Yeah well what about her bullying you?”

You looked back at Jaemin in shock as he as well seems surprised.

“That was years ago, she’s getting better.”

You didn’t understand why Nayoung was agreeing with such false claims. You have never cheated on your boyfriend nor have you ever bullied Nayoung.

“Well at least she got her karma right?” The girl snorts. “Getting chlamydia, having all the guys lose interest in her and having no friends- well except you. I must say I admire you. I don’t know how you put up with such a mess.”

“I try my hardest.” You hear her giggle. “She’s a loner and a social freak, the least I could do is make sure she has at least a companion or who knows she might just end it all.” “Are you saying she’s suicidal?” “I’m saying who knows! You never know what people are thinking now a days.”

Your heart broke. All those accusations weren’t real and to think more people thought they were true hurt even more. You didn’t even realize you began to cry until you felt Jaemin wipe a tear away. They chatted for a few minutes before leaving and by then you have sat yourself down against the door. “Why would she lie?” You ask to no one.

Jaemin stayed quiet. Arms crossed and a clenched jaw, he immediately understood what Nayoung had done. “Isn’t it obvious?” Looking up at him with red swollen eyes you shake your head. “She spread false rumors about you!” “What why?”

“Come on baby.” Crouching down, he pulls a strand of hair behind your ear. “You’re gorgeous, sweet, smart. You’re everyone’s type.” “Are you saying she did it out of jealousy?” Scoffing you shake your head. “No, Nayoung is the pretty one. Everyone wants her.” “I don’t. I want you.” “You’re just saying that to make me feel better.” You scoff. “Okay then let’s talk to your ex.” “What why?” “Because we both know the cheater in your past relationship wasn’t you.” The memory still hurt. You never did find out who he cheated on you with only that he was ‘much happier’ and that you weren’t shit to him anymore.

“You’re wasting your time.” Shaking his head, he pulls out his phone and begins to search for his account. “What are you planning to do.” “We’re going to pay him a little visit. Come on let’s get dressed.”

“I don’t think this is such a good idea-“ Cutting you off by giving you a kiss, he gives you a smile. “Just hold my hand, he does anything to hurt you I promise I’ll kick his ass.” Walking into the cafe, you immediately spot your ex. Deep eye bags adorned his face, his hair was longer and dead. He looked much scrawnier and almost exhausted even. Taking a seat in front of you, you don’t have the words to even greet him.

“Y/n. Jaemin.” He speaks.

“What can i do for you.”

“The truth.” Jaemin cuts to the chase. Quirking his brow, he leans forward. “The truth?” “Who did you sleep with?” Jaemin tells him sternly. Scoffing, he chuckles dryly and shakes his head. “Why am I hearing an accusingly tone. Shouldn’t we start with who y/n slept with first?”

“I didn’t sleep with anyone.” You speak up.

“Right. Like I believe that-“

“Did Nayoung tell you anything.” Jaemin cut him off. “Nayoung helped me realize I was wasting my time on her.” He glares at you. “Did she tell you she was cheating?” Staying quiet, his face falls. “Why do you care?…wait aren’t you her boyfriend.” His jaw clenched and he sits up straighter.

“So you’re the guy she dumped me for.” Eyes widening, you look at him. “Nayoung was the girl you slept with?” Scoffing he shakes his head. “I didn’t sleep with her we only kissed.” He huffs. “She told me you cheated on me, she comforted me and we kissed. She had me to believe she wanted to be with me but when I broke things off with you she ghosted me.” The two of you send each other looks, “Why? Was that not what really happened?…”

You felt betrayed. You wonder how long has it been since she’s been a snake to you.

“She told me you kissed my boyfriend.”

“She said you had chlamydia.”

“I heard her say you were mentally unstable.”

You wanted to believe it was all a lie but it made sense why everyone suddenly avoided you like the plague. No one daring to befriend you or ever ask you out. You were sure you’d die a loner if it wasn’t for Nayoung and now you come to find out you were put into this situation because of her.

You couldn’t stop your heart from squeezing in agony. The friend you considered a sister you cared for so deeply had ruined your life out of what? Spite? Jealousy? Fun even?

The guilt you had building in you disintegrated almost instantly. You don’t have quite the perfect idea as to how you plan on getting even with her, how you’re going to help Jaemin get out of his god forsaken relationship with her, how you’re going to let the world know just how a trashy person she really is but you do know one thing, if you’re going to keep sleeping with her boyfriend you’re going to do it without a care in the world. Holding hands together literally behind her back when the three of you go out for ice cream, his subtle hand on your thigh when you go to the movies. The glances you give one another when you two had no other choice but to be dragged by her at a fancy restaurant with friends. Having sex in the parking lot after making an excuse to leave early. Making out while she’s showering and even sexting each other with her around. You no longer cared, and instead it made you just a tiny bit better knowing Nayoung no longer had it all,

“They completely cut me out and I don’t know why! Can you believe that?! After everything I did for them they have the audacity to treat me like dirt? And that’s not even mentioning the weird looks I’ve been receiving from guys. It’s like I’m infected or something.” No but rumors are you caught a case of syphilis

BUZZ…

Come over, I need you now.

Photo Sent

You were finally taking your life back from her. Piece by piece.

[solarwynd]

A few pjms / Jimin biased always seem a bit surprised by this so I just want to make this clear - all solos and a good part of armys who are diet solos legit despise Jimin more than any other member ever. Part of it is because this fandom is made of shippers but that's not all of it. Its because pre chapter two every dumbfck army had a totem pole of popularity for the members and they always had Jimin third. Then they had a totem pole for talent and god knows where they put Jimin on that one - it was near the bottom for sure. And then finally they had their totem poles for solo ambition / capability and they all placed Jimin dead last as the member who cared the least about a solo career and the one who would be the least artistically involved in his solo work

Chapter 2 has finally come and every other member has performed almost exactly as they were expected to except Tae who underperformed a fair bit and Jungkook being a bit more of a sellout than expected. But apart from that there's not a single member who didn't fall in line with armys imagination save one of course - Jimin.

This is why Jimins achievements rile them up so much because they still look at everything he does through this lens. They won't consider that they severely underestimated him or that talent and good music can make that much of a difference because what does that say about their fave who's still in the pits of obscurity or needing millions of dollars of payola to achieve the same thing? Aren't rap line supposed the geniuses that built BTS? Isn't Taehyung supposed to be the most popular kpop idol ever? Isn't Jungkook supposed to be the golden maknae who is positioned as the successor and true inheritor of BTS' legacy? What's Jimin doing at the top of the charts everytime he releases anything? Why's his solo music loved by most casual fans who dip their toes into BTS' solo ventures? Isn't he just Jimin who's only good at dancing but still not the best dancer from BTS?

This is what they all think. They're wrong but I swear this is what each and every one of them thinks which is why they'll all swallow bot farms and thirty versions and any other bs that gets thrown around because they do not want to accept reality - that Jimin is and has always been one of the biggest reasons BTS got as big as it did and that him not bragging about his talents or hyping his own image is just him being (a little too) humble and not an accurate reflection of the truth. Truth is his solo music has always done extremely well, truth is his dance has always been more compelling to watch than jhopes, truth is JK sounds like every run of the mill sm male kpop idol whose stans will brag about a voice that nobody listens to. But these are not the narratives that have run through this fandom for years like a disease

I don’t think any pjm is surprised at armys behavior because them treating jimin like an outsider has been a thing for a while now. It’s just the natural disbelief that armys still have the gall to be peddling “OT7” and believing that solos are the worst people ever when a good chunk of them clearly have very strong feelings of resentment towards him.

[anthonys237thfreckle]

I've been NEEDING some Javi & Scott angst, like the first night when Javi and Kate didn't set up the panel? (feel free to do romantic or platonic 🙏🙏)

I WROTE THIS BUT I DIDNT SAVE THE DRAFT

anyways here it is! i dont really write for scott but after a lot of research, i finally did! i rly hope this is okay lmao. Not the best at character x character, but theres a first time for everything!

i’m pretty inspired so i’ll write some javi x reader angst after this lol (i have sm free time until august 12th guys KEEP EM COMING)

please read the plot modification below, enjoy!

I love you, it’s ruining my life - Javier ‘Javi’ Rivera x Scott

prompt: Javi and Scott get into a heated argument

plot modification: Javi and Scott are still dating here!

TW: argument, mention of PTSD, getting shamed for PSTD, an explicit hand gesture, swearing

On the way to meeting Marshall Riggs, Javi and Scott’s investor, the tension in the car was thicker than the humid air in Oklahoma this summer. Neither said a word, Javi had his jaw clenched as he gripped the steering wheel, tight as a vice, his veins on his forearms showing. Scott looked out the window, chewing on his bottom lip, fiddling with the sunglasses in his hand, trying not to snap them out of pure impulse.

Scott’s mood was as sour as the unripe blueberries he’d grow to resent at the supermarket, chiding Javi for not being able to pick out produce; it was these little things that made him toxic - Javi was growing irritated.

Though, he was no saint either. Often biting back in arguments on how Scott grew to despise homosexual couples who lived perfect, happy lives with accepting parents in an accepting environment, how he can ‘never truly be happy for people who deserve it’.

Their relationship was hanging by a thread, and it was being teased by a razor.

Kate Carter.

“I still think we should head to El Reno” Javi said, shattering the silence “You know, Kate and I were talking-”

“Oh my god, do you ever shut up about her?” Scott snapped, turning his head sharply to meet his even sharper gaze. Javi looked at him with bewilderment, and Scott rolled his eyes

“You really trust her word after she lost that picture perfect storm, Javi?” Scott said bitterly

“It wasn’t her fault” Javi said firmly, turning to meet Scotts gaze with his own equally sharp one.

“She got super overwhelmed, that storm brought out some bad memories for her” Javi explained for what felt like the hundredth time for him. He was tired of having to defend his best friend from his boyfriend, and Scott had been getting on his nerves more than he cared to admit. Just as he thought Scott was done being a prick, he only proved he wasn’t.

“Well, someone should keep their emotions in check” He scoffed, rolling his eyes. Javi looked at him, a storm in his eyes.

“Okay, Scott, what the fuck.” Javi said, having enough of him. The anger and hurt was coursing through his veins, slipping into his tone.

“She has no goddamn ‘instincts’” Scott said with air quotes “She used a god damned dandelion to track our first storm.” He said, Kate’s more traditional ways clearly being judged by his more scientific ones.

“She grew up here, she knows what she’s doing” Javi defended “You know, Scott, you’re being a dick to her” Javi said, unimpressed. he turned his attention back to the road.

“We were real close in college. I know Kate, she has a god awful lot of potential” Javi said in a low tone, his message almost a threat.

“You should just date her at this point” Scott replied coldly. Javi was hot with rage. “Why is it whenever some straight, pretty girl comes along in my life you get so goddamn jealous?!” Javi snapped “She’s my best friend for god’s sake. We’ve been through some serious shit together” “So you think she’s pretty?!” Scott said, equally mad now.

“You know what?” Javi yelled, in a dangerous fury “Fuck you, Scott. I’m done. With you, with Storm Par, with exploiting innocent lives and being unethical.” He slammed on the breaks, unbuckled his seatbelt and left the car, not sparing a glance at Scott, who was surprised, but didn’t fight it. The relationship wasn’t worth fighting anymore.

It was ruining their lives

“Yeah, go run off to your girlfriend!” Scott yelled back at Javi, who winced. He wanted to say that his relationship with Kate was purely platonic, but he didn’t want to give Scott the satisfaction of pissing him off with his remark. But then again, by yelling back, he’d get the satisfaction of making Javi defensive.

So without looking back, Javi raised his fist, lifted his middle finger, and held it out for Scott, walking away on the dirt road in the opposite direction. He didn’t know where, he didn’t know for how long, he just knew he needed the air.

[ioaezz]

hiiii, may i request headcanons 4 aib characters dating chishiya’s younger sibling? ur writing is amazing <33

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ SUGAR CRUSH aib characters dating chishiya’s younger sibling (headcannons!)

note: thank you sm! i really liked this request but i found it kinda hard to write bc chishiya is so difficult for me so i apologise if it’s kinda short <3

hikari kuina —

- after she befriended chishiya he finally decided to introduce you to her

- she fell for you the moment she saw you smile kindly at her

- chishiya amusingly watched your love story unfold

- he’d find any opportunity to tease her about you

- i feel like chishiya would tell her embarrassing stories from your childhood which she’ll enjoy while you’re dying from embarrassment

- in turn she’ll make jokes to him about how good you are in bed which will disgust him so much he’ll find a way to run as far away from her as possible

- i feel like chishiya honestly wouldn’t really care who you date and he won’t really come in between your relationship

- unless he really despised the person which isn’t the case for kuina

mira kano —

- she would have known from day one that he was your brother

- when chishiya found out he realised that he knew absolutely nothing about mira except for the fact that she was good in heart games

- that made him wary of her and he subtly warned you about it

- when that didn’t work he made sure he always joins the games you play with your girlfriend to make sure she doesn’t do anything to you

- they kinda share you so you never hangout with both mira and chishiya

- mira wouldn’t really care about your brother so you never really talked about him

- chishiya however was slightly concerned about you but he never did anything more than going to games with you and her

- when you found out she was the game master you were as shocked as the others

- at first chishiya thought that perhaps you knew what your girlfriend was doing but after taking one look at your shocked face he knew that wasn’t the case

morizono aguni —

- istg these two have a silent war going on

- chishiya won’t be too happy when he opens your door and sees you and aguni kissing in your bedroom

- he’ll find a way to insult the militants in every conversation that he has with you

- aguni won’t do anything to him tho because he’s your brother and he knows you care about him

- but god this man almost rolled his eyes into the back of his head whenever chishiya’s around

- if it had been any other person chishiya would have just stayed out of it but he is almost addicted to irritating aguni while knowing he won’t do anything to him

- one time it was so bad that aguni refused to be in the same room as your brother for a week

- hatter would be proud of him for finally getting a girl tho

rizuna ann —

- this woman could care less who you were related to

- and besides it’s not like she has anything against your brother

- chishiya though would see this as an opportunity to get on her good side for if he ever needed her skill set

- but it didn’t really work

- still if he’d ever ask you to ask ann to do something for him she’d do it if it’s nothing too bad

- but you’d have to return the favour later though

- ann would question you about your brother just to make sure he isn’t manipulating you into anything

- these two are a little bit too similar so they’d stay out of each other’s business

ryohei arisu —

- arisu had absolutely no idea you were related to the guy he remembered from the five spades game when he first met you

- you weren’t doing anything when he saw you in the lobby after a game

- his eyes practically turned into hearts when you laughed at something the person in front of you had said

- and his little crush didn’t go unnoticed by chishiya who saw this as the perfect opportunity to use him for his plan

- your brother specifically told kuina to introduce you to arisu and make it known to him that you were his younger sibling

- after that he’d ask arisu to help him and when he saw that he wasn’t going to agree he mentioned you being sad that he won’t join

- this man had to hold back a smile when arisu agreed while asking if you were also going to be there

- while chishiya knew you thought arisu was hot he didn’t think that you’d actually date him

- so that came as a slight surprise

- when chishiya betrayed him, he had thought you were just acting like you were interested in him until you risked your life to save him

- he’s still holding a grudge against your brother but he other than that there isn’t anything huge going on between them

suguru niragi —

- i swear chishiya thinks you’re delusional when he found out that you were dating him

- he’s displeased with the fact that he could be sometime somehow related to him and he’s very vocal about it

- 50% of the time he makes fun of how stupid niragi is the other 50% is him making fun of you because you’re dating him

- although he’s not very vocal about it he would be worried about you

- niragi would taunt your brother by kissing you in front of him

- at some point chishiya tried to manipulate you out of dating niragi but that didn’t go as planned

- when you caught niragi’s interest he hadn’t expected for you to be chishiya’s little sibling

- he only found out when you were making out in your room and your brother barged in without knocking whatsoever

- he whines to you about how annoying your brother is but other than that he doesn’t really care that he’s related to you

- when chishiya set your boyfriend on fire and you found out you weren’t really happy

- kuina had to hold you back from jumping on him tbh

- even though you promised to yourself that you would never talk to your brother again he somehow wormed his way back to your heart again

- you eventually forgave him for it bc he’s your brother and you were sure that niragi wouldn’t let that slide

- speaking of him, you’d take care of his burn wounds for him but you weren’t an actual doctor like your brother

- so you used whatever knowledge you picked up from him

- tbh it would be tiring to date niragi while being chishiya’s younger sibling

takatora samura —

- you would have caught his eye while you were talking with kuina

- he wouldn’t have really known that you were chishiya’s sister because you weren’t exactly identical

- you would have noticed him lingering around any room that you were in so you decided to talk to him

- he was slightly surprised by your laidback approach and didn’t say very much

- after that encounter he continued hanging around you until chishiya noticed

- when your brother found out about his infatuation with you he’ll be around you more than ever

- bc samura doesn’t know yet that he’s your brother he’d be kinda pissed that he’s constantly around you

- when he found out though he didn‘t really care

- chishiya would dislike him and he’ll let you know

- he’d talk about your boyfriend as if he’s a dog

- but other than that i don’t really think they’d interact much

yuzuha usagi —

- she would have met you through kuina

- you were absolutely breathtaking to her and she’d blush anytime you even looked at her

- chishiya immediately noticed how usagi liked you so he used it to his advantage

- anytime he noticed that she was skeptical to meet up for the plan he’d carelessly mention that you’d be there which changed her mind immediately

- she’d know pretty soon that he’s your brother because you didn’t really hide it

- when chishiya betrayed her and arisu you were really pissed

- you had saved her from niragi but she was less trusting around you which you understood

- eventually you were able to convince her that you weren’t like your older brother and that you would never betray her

- chishiya wouldn’t really care that you’re dating her and usagi would only have a slight distaste because he betrayed her

- but other than that they were both alright with how things were

©cupidsheqrt , 2022.

[limonecat005]

A scara x you pov: (I love him sm hsbdjs)

Numbness prickled your skin as you watched his resting face, unmoving and defenceless. Your legs lead you to a stool just beside where your love rested; it made you feel so uneasy because if anywhere you stood within a five feet radius, on normal days, he would immediately spring from his sleep with fondness in his deep eyes. You were one of the few ones who knew Scaramouche from the inside out, it was only fate and luck that hadn't brought your relation to shambles.

You had snuck into his resting room.

What else could you do? You are the god's favourite and he is the fallen angel, almost everyone despised him. No one from the fatui, no one from his 'family', no one from anywhere and it hurt you to no end to see him suffer through so much alone. He needn't to prove anything to anyone - when was he going to realise that he was perfect for you.

Was all of this hatred and revenge much more worth than their memories?

You wanted to slap him across the face and then laugh out loud when Scaramouche would chase you down like it was any other day as you wandered from one region to another. Then you would kiss him silly and bicker about the most trivial things as if you two were children.

Right now, your eyes could only focus on the few cracks his body possessed along with circular scars you assumed were because of the tubes that were connected to him. Tears haze your vision and you carefully hold your love's cold, unresponsive hand into your warm ones, attempting to transfer the love you had for him all through this one simple contact.

"I did tell you not to do this..." Your voice trembled slightly, "I know you're cleverer than this. You knew about the consequences, so why? Why would you choose to let me dwell on your wellbeing?"

You squeezed his hand tighter. "I- someone knew about us." You exhaled. "A couple of attackers raided my home but I managed to survive. I took everything I could in that moment; I managed to grab hold of our album and the g-golden feather. The doll which looks like you is also with me."

You feel your eyes losing the stinging burden and you were finally crying after years of stoicism as you watched Scaramouche work for his plans and future. "Wake up. Please- wake up fast so we can leave and live peacefully."

You caress his cheek with your trembling free hand. "I-I love you so much. Please do not leave me like the others did."

You heard a light clutter and your heartbeat strikes to a new high leaving you dizzy and dazed. "Come out!" You exclaimed in panic as you watched the door intently.

You did not receive any response. "Please just come out whoever that was. I already heard you."

After what seemed a few minutes, a child enters the room, curious written all over her face.

You were surprised, not expecting a child. "Who are you?"

"I should be the one asking that."

Your legs tremble at the fear of being caught.

"Don't worry, I will keep your secret." The child reassures. "But in return you have to answer a question of mine."

You stared at the child, you had no idea who she was or where she was from. The only thing she could deduce from her aura is the aura of absolute divinity and purity. Although her words unfit of what she looked like, you could not pass off the offer. Secrecy for knowledge.

It was simple enough.

Perhaps.

"Okay." You agree with her terms hesitantly.

The child merely sent a bright smile. "I'm glad we could negotiate."

It was far too awkward to negotiate with a child, but the only thing you could do was to comply to her wishes. "Go ahead, ask away."

"How could a heart like yours ever love a person without one?"

Her question never sounded as words of ridicule, rather it was genuine curiosity though the question still jabbed you lightly in the chest. "Even if he doesn't have a heart, he has given me more love than my family, who had hearts."

Here's pt 2: https://at.tumblr.com/limonecat005/a-scara-x-you-pov-i-love-him-sm-hsbdjs-pt-2-lol/n824m9cpekmq

[y0url0verb0y]

"You have your father's eyes"

Quick micro fic based on a comment from this post I made. Thank you sm for the idea, @gods-graveyard

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Barty looks up into the mirror, the reflection staring back at him one he despises. He looks so much like his father, too much like his father. He bows his head staring down at the sink, he can't bear to look anymore. It's so unfair that he holds so much resemblance to the cruel man, his mother's features but a ghost on him.

He looks up, head still down towards the sink but he's looking in the mirror once more. He's staring into the reflection of his eyes, the most vile colour of brown stares back at him. He winces, gripping the sink 'till his knuckles turn white to refrain from punching the mirror. He wants to claw his own eyes out and squeeze them 'till the pop.

He thinks about Evan's eyes, so unique and alluring. One a beautifully light jade green and the other a soft baby blue. Both colors he's come to favor over the years. When he looks into Evan's eyes he feels serenity, his personal safety. However, when he looks into the reflection of his own, he feels unease, it makes him physically ill.

Before he can even think he slams his head into the mirror, the glass immediately shattering upon impact. The glass pokes into his skin, blood falling down his face into the sink. He curses at the sting, yet the pain is relaxing in a way.

He takes a second to calm himself, knowing he'll have to go meet Evan soon. He turns on the sink letting the chilling water run over his hands. He cups his hands letting them fill with water soon splashing it onto his face. He lets out a short breath feeling content enough, then reaches into his back pocket for his wand. Grabbing it out he points it at the mirror first to fix it with a quick "reparo." Then he cleans up his wounds, quickly missing the sting. Finally, he points the wand at each of his eyes individually using "colovaria" to change the colour from a vile brown to a striking green.

He never wants to hear, "You have your father's eyes," again.

[stillaclownlol]

FROWNY I FINISHED IT.

I don’t even have the words to describe how shocked I am. I don’t even know what to write because the ending genuinely shocked me and it’s not even DONE.

ADAM. PERSEPHONE. THE LEY LINE??? CABESWATER???? RONAN??? THE NIGHT HORRORS??? KAVINSKY??? OH MY GOD MATTHEW?? THER MUM??????? HOLY SHIT.

Okay. Let’s seee if I can get my thoughts to work.

Adam and Persephone are a duo I didn’t see coming but I actually like it a lot. They both give off melancholic vibes you know? I think they understand each other, in some way. The way to redirect the ley line was AMAZING? And Adam finally coming to terms with Cabeswater? He’s the magician?? Honestly love him so much!

Ronan. RONAN. Oh my god Ronan. I don’t even know what to say. He’s gay? I’m pretty sure he’s gay. There’s just so much to say about him really. The way him and Kavinsky have the same dream place — the way he talked to the trees? The way he saw Adam? The way Adam could see him too? The way he just KNEW? The lightning? The rock? ADAM OMG. Anway. Ronan’s night horror was a genuine shock. The way it symbolised his hatred for himself? And once he accepted himself could he finally control his nightmares? UGH. THE WAY HE DREAMT HIS DAD?? THE WAY HE LEARNED WHAT HIS DAD HAD WANTED HIM TO? THE LANGUAGE OF THE TREES??? The battle between Kevinsky’s fire dragon and Ronan’s albino terror? Honestly so cool. Matthew? Like MATTHEW? During the first book I thought the Lynch brothers all despised each other but it’s more like Declan and Ronan hating each other and only doing things for Matthew’s sake. RONAN you are an amazing big brother omg.

Their mum??? She’s back??? The will ???? I’m so shocked I can’t even believe it. I knew they’d do that — of course she’d come back — but still. Also. EXCUSE ME RONAN LYNCH BUT WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR SECOND SECRET IS ADAM PARRISH? HELLO??? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN??? 🤨🤨🤨

I had to stare at the wall for a good minute because the ending genuinely shocked me. Like. MAURA. WHAT. THE. FUCK. It is one in the morning and I’m not even tired I’m probably gonna start the third book now oh my lord 😭

I’m so happy you introduced this series to me Frowny because now I don’t know what I would be doing right now?? How could I NOT love these guys???? AHHHHHHHHHH.

ALSO WHEN YOU SAID ADAM WOULD GET LOVE SOON I HOPE IT HAPPENS!! I NEED HIM TO BE LOVED.

You're tearing through these omg

YEAHHHH I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN...THE ENDING LEFT ME "...what the HELL-" skdhkajdd and you still have two more books left...🫠🫠🫠

Akdbiwhdosb I love their mentor-student relationship sm they break my heart every time </3

I don't think it's a spoiler but I think in the spin off he does explicitly call himself gay lol. I LOOOOOVE THE FIGHT WITH THE DRAGON AND THE NIGHT CREATURE IT WAS SICK AF. and I love Matthew we'll see him more later <3 he's such a silly guy...

HEHE IDK WHAT DO YOU THINK IT MEANS?? ✨️ (I can't wait for that scene kagdjshdj)

Blue Lily, Lily Blue was CRAZY bro idk what to tell you except you're in for a ride, one time I stayed up till 6am reading 😭

Thank you to my bestie for getting me to read it hihi <3 the raven cycle goes on forever...one day, you'll also recommend it to someone ✨️

And I promise you, Adam will be loved (picks him up) never forget you have been loved :")

[chayannecraft]

So for your qsmp botw au are there any differences between Chayanne and Pomme's dynamic vs Link and Zelda's???

Like do they get along, or does Pomme initially hate Chayanne for following her around and trying to protect her all the time?

i love them sm i just want to hear about them lol

Holds your shoulders. Hello OP thank you SO SO SO much for asking about botw au I literally would do anything for you!! Unfortunately tumblr deleted the seven paragraphs and counting answer I had to this so pain is real and agony is real BUT I WILL PREVAIL REGARDLESS. I SWEAR. THEY WILL NOT STOP ME FROM TALKING ABOUT MINI CODEBREAKERS BUT ALSO THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE ASK <333 I will talk about them always oh my god I’m always geared to I love them so much too. My kids. They make me cry

Clears my throat! Ok ok ok. You’re right though!! Pomme initially does not, like, absolutely despise Chayanne but there is some strong envy and maybe even hate in there. For a lot of reasons: Chayanne is assigned her personal knight AND the chosen hero despite the fact that she can beat his ass in a fight. His appearance with The Master Sword also gave the kingdoms a lot of hope that she couldn’t, since she was struggling to unlock her powers. There were so many eyes on her, digging into her back, depending on her, she couldn’t help but wish it was her as the chosen hero instead. It would’ve made everything so much easier.

But like Zelda and Link, they do eventually start to bond and a friendship starts building between the two. Nothing romantic, for obvious reasons, but that doesn’t mean it’s not important!!! They start connecting and confiding in each other, and more importantly, believing in each other. They give each other hope. Maybe they won’t fail. Maybe destiny is right, and they’ll win, and then after they can go anywhere in the world. Chayanne can bring her to the Antarctic Empire and show her everything the way she’s shown him!!

Of course, you know what happens <— says me being dramatic as I crumple to the floor in absolute pain crying. By the way do you ever think about Pomme unlocking her powers because Chayanne is about to die, will die. Do you think about her clinging to his injured body knowing he’s past the point of waking up. Do you. Can anybody hear me. Is this thing on (crying)

After BOTW is done, they’re both just so. God. Ough. They both cling to each other and the guilt of what they’ve failed to do haunts them in every moment they will ever live. In a way only the other is going to ever understand. Their nightmares are mirrors of each other, their failures each others as much as theirs. Destiny has brought them the same pain. But the other is alive and they hold the other so hard their nails bite into skin, they both shadow each other. They’re alive together, and haunted.

They’re very much fighting to protect the other, arms and legs clashing as they try to push the other behind them to protect them. They learn to fight together and cover each others weaknesses and become an absolutely terrifying force to be reckonened with. People are convinced it’s part of the triforce.

They can probably read the other better than themselves, maybe even KNOW each other better than each other. They have a category 5 moment if the other ever gets missing or is gone. But in the end they’re both also just kids. Heroes, Legends even!!! The Hero and The Goddess!! But still just kids. Kids finally learning how to live, not worrying if they have seen the other for the last time. Soulmates who have been denied peace again and again, who are starting to fight back and claw it forward together, just for the other. Just so they can be happy.

[bluiex]

i see trans grian and i black out /pos (also that lil time travel au is making me go insane i love it)

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"...I don't want to go home," Grian whispered. Rather, the younger Grian whispered, would be better said.

Present day Grian was frantically fiddling with all manners of switches and levers in the Grumbot cave, trying his best to keep the rift open as long as he could.

It had been a tumultuous several weeks, trying to figure out how the universe spat out his fifteen-year-old self into his laboratory. Or how, even more strangely, a sixteen-year-old Scar came crashing right after him, bloodied and bruised beyond belief.

Then again, they were both bleeding for different reasons.

"Neither do I," Scar mumbled, tightening the grip of his rifle's shoulder sling. He was going to miss the soft beds, and warm meals, and endless kindness these strangers had given him.

Most weirdly of all, he was going to miss the friend he was destined to meet again. Scar tugged on his earlobe.

"I'm going to miss you," Grian said, tugging on the hem of his school uniform. They had to go back into the rift the way they came out to avoid any inter-universal glitches, which put Grian back into the black skirt he despised.

Never in Grian's life would he had been able to piece together why he never liked his old clothing, if he hadn't seen himself ten years older, with a flat chest and a short haircut.

It was a lonely thought, to return to a place that he was going to be disrespected on the daily.

Scar quietly took up Grian's hand, and the pair walked towards the rift together. "I'll be counting down the days until we meet again," Scar said, a bright determination in his eyes that had not been there when he arrived.

He now had a reason to live, the knowledge of a better life waiting for him. Slipping something into Grian's palm, Scar took a deep breath, and marched into the rift, head held high.

Grian hesitated, fear of the past and not making it to the present paralyzing him where he stood. He looked down at his hand, and saw a single, bright red earring, the gold plating chipped away in parts.

The gemstone had not been polished in a very long time, and it was only now that Grian realized Scar had taken his earring off when the other Grian wasn't looking.

Of course he couldn't play by the rules. (The younger Grian felt his face grow warm.)

He quickly fastened it to his left ear, and with a small but determined hope flickering up in his chest, Grian too walked through the rift.

Present day Grian let out a huge breath, finally allowing the rift to slam shut. He draped himself over the control panel, fiddling with a remarkably familiar ruby earring dangling from his left ear.

AWWW AWEEE FKFKFBSHSIWSKDJJF

God i love this AU sm.. WAAAH JAY AMAZING WORK

[the-knight-of-the-stars]

I just finished Mark of Athena and I absolutely loved it, BUT, before I post my overall thoughts, I first feel the need to get two thoughts I have out of the way.

A bit of a warning. I'll spend a ridiculous amount of text complaining and talking about what is probably a deeply personal and irrational opinion but I just need to get it off my chest because it is driving me insane.

First. The thing with Hazel, Leo and Frank was kind of unconfortable. Like idk it didn't pass the vibe check for me. It wasn't a love triangle but it kind of felt like one in very weird way.

Now, I don't date, and I have blurred memories from when I was thirteen, so I don't know if its like normal for 13 year olds to get involved ( romantically or otherwise) with 16 year olds but it felt kind of strange to me, like for me 13 is still a kid and 16 is like a whole other stage of life, right?. Hazel is just like, hagging out with teens three years older than her. Do people her age really do that? (Or should they?)

This isn't exactly a complained about *this book* specifically but I was thinking it while I read.

Now, the other thing probably makes less sense but here we go. *singhs*

So... the part about Hercules. I wasn't a fan.

I know that is an interpretation, and there are many ways to interpret myths, but this one in particular is really bothering me.

It irked me a little since Titan's Curse, but there it was whatever. Now, I really don't like how it was handled here.

Is it me or the story is like, incredibly dismissive of his pain. The characters really take on this attitude of "yeah, we know you suffered and all, but we all did and now you are the trademark asshole of the story."

And like, maybe I'm crazy, but I dont think this is a good case to be so simplistic things. Hercules is arguably one of the heroes that got it worse with how much the god's internal conflicts dragged him under the mud.

This isn't some case of someone just being stuborn because he is like that. Hera made Hercules's life a living hell just for just existing. SHE MADE HIM KILL HIS OWN WIFE AND KIDS. And then he spend years trying to ease his guilt by going on impossible missions under the orders of another man who despised him.

He only got on Zeus's grace after a lifetime of suffering, being puppetired by the gods and finally dying a painful death. So yeah, I would be a little bitter and petty too.

The cult around Heracles is all about strength And it's not just because of his physical strength, but because he survived everything gods and man alike put him through. He was the representation of courage for a reason.

And I really don't see any good reason to potray him like this here. Specially because there seemed to be a lot of parallels between Hercules and Jason, and Hercules and Percy and I really thought they were leading to something. But now I guess those were accidental (? Or for fun or sm.

I don't want to say is a double standart, but is starting to feel a little like it. Or like at leasts like an weirdly handdled anachronism. Applying modern morality standarts to figures from the distant past is anachronistic, and I know the books do it all the time for the story's sake and because well, is fantasy. But in certain cases I can't help but feel like it creates some inconsistencies that I don't understand.

Like, what is the criteria here? Why does it feel like we judge a human more harshly than we are judging, lets say, the gods?

And I may be gettkng a little out of topic here but is not the first time something like this stings me.

It happened before with how Prometheus was potrayed. Why was he, of all greek figures, potrayed like a cowardly traitor? What was the point?

Prometheu's entire myth revolves around the fact that he loves human kind so much that he sacrificed everything for them.

He is one of the first and most important figures who defied and challenged the selfish ways of the gods, and he paid a horrible price for it. He was torutured for years for helping humanity, until another hero finally saved him. AND THAT HERO WAS HERCULES BY THE WAY.

Ok. Am I a little bias because Hercules is my tocayo and favorite greco-roman hero? Maybe, but my point still stands.

Why are we suppose to feel even a little bad for Achelous, the guy who stole a girl to make her his wife but not another demigod? Why is Hercules the asshole for fighting him?

I... I don't get why this was a thing.

Just like... it felt like such an unnecessary judgmental atittude towards him.

Yes I know, at the end of the day this isn't the myths, this is Rick Riordan's own universe and he can bend it to whatever he wants. But you would think that, under his own standarts, Hercules was a victim of the gods as much as any other demigod in the series was.

I don't really have more arguments, it simply did not sit right with me.

Ok, guess I'm done, I'm sorry. I'll post my other thoughts later. It was a great book. :D

[mockingbirdshymn]

Tag Game: This or That Writer's Edition

tagged by @pens-swords-stuff and so. IT IS TIME!!!!

Btw for those I tag, you don’t have to do this or whatever it’s just a silly fun thing I’m doing

- Historical or Futuristic?

Futuristic, if only for the sake of not having to research every single goddamn thing about the 1800s or whatever. Reading wise, though, it’s definitely Historical.

- The opening or closing chapter?

Closing chapter omfg. Like. ITS SO SATISFYING TO WRITE. It’s a cherry on top. It’s what hits the hardest. Opening chapters are amazing to write, but ending chapters? Hit me write in the feels to both read and write. It’s the end of an adventure for both the author and reader.

- Light&Fluffy or Dark&Gritty?

If I’m reading, I adore light and fluffy. Writing wise, and assuming that’s what this context is because it’s from a writeblr account, DARK FOR THE WIN. Angst is so fun to write like. Oh my god. It’s so fun idk how to say it I just love writing it.

- Animal companion or found family?

Kicks my dadvid and momgwen aus under the fridge. Yeah I’d say I like found family. It’s genuinely the best. Finding familial comfort in other people and getting a family when before you didn’t have one. It’s just. I love.

- Horror or romance?

Writing wise it has to be horror. It’s easier lmao. But it also depends on the fandom. For Camp Camp its definitely romance, but overall I like writing horror. I barely write it tho

- Hard or soft magic system?

Idk what this means but I’m assuming it means complex and not complex and I have to say complex. Making those complicated rules is like a little adventure for me. I love worldbuilding sm it’s insane

- Standalone or series?

I don’t rlly write series when it comes to fics. I’ll write sequels and spin-offs but never with the intention for a linear storyline to be spread between fics. For actual books I love writing series, tho I haven’t published anything yet, so I’m going with this for fics

- One project at a time or always juggling 2+ projects?

My current list of projects -

1- Longest oneshot ever, name pending

2- Space Kid Dadvid Momgwen AU ft Max

3- Showtime which I hate now I literally despise the first chapter

4- That one SK and Dolph friendship fic

5- Gwenvid oneshot where the campers play matchmaker and plot twist it works

6- Road trip fic hell yeah

The only real active one is the name pending oneshot, because I love working on it, but every now and then I’ll write a bit for the others.

- One award winner or one bestseller?

Haha I’m actually working on a book right now, and if I end up getting it publish I’d adore it being a bestseller. One, because I adore the idea of that many people reading something I made. Two, because when picking out books to read, bestseller catches my eye more than awards, oddly enough. I mostly write fics tho. Translating this into hits vs kudos, probably hits? But comments are better than everything ever actually. Ily people who do that

- Fantasy or Sci-Fi?

Inhales and exhales. I FUCKING LOVE FANTASY. Oh my god it’s amazing. I wrote a fae fic once for another fandom that was never published. I really liked that one. Fantasy can be so awesome in so many AUs. I like sci-fi but fantasy wins for this one.

- Character or setting description?

I like both lol. I scarcely do really detailed descriptions, but I like both of them equally. Setting is a bit easier and more common in my writing, I think, so I’ll go with that.

- First or final draft?

FINAL DRAFTS ARE SO SATISFYING OMG. To read your fic and fix all the last mistakes, then at least get to publish it? Its so satisfying. Like. It all finally being done. It’s incredible, especially when the fic is one you’ve worked on for a while.

- Love triangle or no romantic plots?

Does a poly relationship count as a love triangle? If so, yes. But I also enjoy writing some good ol’ gen fics. Love triangles where it ends in like choosing one or the other always irks me, idk why

- Constant sandstorm or rainstorm?

Is this a metaphor. My autistic ass could never. But I like the rain and writing the rain soooo ummmmm id say that? Tell me if i missed the actual meaning and I’ll edit it ahdkdjdhe

Uhh ppl I’ll tag to continue this or whatever idk I’ve never done this before lmao: @oreayourlocalannoyingidiot @fruit-kick @personification-of-sloth IDK IF THE LAST TWO OF U WRITE STUFF! SKIP THIS IF YOU DONT

[bellaramseysgf]

Long time (S.B)

Warning(s); angst!,Lover-Strangers-lovers again trope,smut! (piv sex),size kink,god complex,finger sucking,choking kink,cum eating,daddy kink,marking kink + More

Pairing(s); Sirius Black x Ex-Girlfriend! Reader.

Summary; years after your breakup you’re forced to see your ex again. You both realize maybe your love isn’t dead.

A/n; so I’m a slut for Siri I just can’t help it ☺️,also this is considered to be modern day au hence why there’s cell phones etc.

I literally hate this sm but I want it outta my drafts sooo here.

I’m no longer doing a taglist! It wouldn’t work properly and I’m not gonna have myself stressing over it :) so I’m sorry abt it but no more taglist<3

Divider by @firefly-graphics <3

The soft buzz of your phone in your pocket pulled your attention from the screen of your laptop. You pulled your phone out answering it immediately when you saw Remus’ name on the screen. “Hey Remmy what’s up?” “….it’s James, he’s hurt himself” your body had never moved so fast in your life.

You had moved away from London a few years ago, after things ended with sirius and you got a job offer in Chicago. You would visit James and Remus during summers but you haven’t seen sirius since the break up 3 years ago. You knew he’d be there,he wouldn’t ever leave James in pain.

“Thank you” you said sliding into Remus’ car at the airport. “Seriously, it’s no problem. You alright?” You nodded and smiled at your friend. “How’s he doing?” You asked as Remus began to drive towards his shared home with James. “He’s making a slow but steady recovery.” You nodded “good” you sighed playing with the ends of your hair. “He’s there you know.” Remus said and you nodded “yeah, I know” Remus smiled over at you “gonna fall in love again?” You shook your head “no Moony,we aren’t”

Remus pulled into the small gravel driveway of his house and parked. You climbed out seeing a rather expensive Mercedes parked in the drive as well. He really was here. Remus grabbed your bags and lead you inside,you shrugged off your jacket and looked back a Remus “he’s down the hall” you nodded immediately heading for James’ door.

Remus sat your bags down and walked into his living room. “Moony!” Sirius called as Remus walked over to the small cup of tea he had left when he went to pick you up. “Yes pads?” He replied and sirius smiled “she still cute?” He asked and Remus sighed at his friend “I don’t know,she looks the same” sirius nodded “mm so still cute” “who’s cute?” You asked as you walked into the room.

Your eyes met Sirius’ and your pulse immediately quickened,he looked the same yet different. His hair was cut short and styled differently,his eyes seemed brighter then before and his jaw seemed sharper. His lips still looked just as soft as they did when you last saw him. His style had also changed, he was wearing a suit something he use to absolutely despise wearing before.

You pulled your eyes away from him after realizing you had been staring a bit to long. “He’s asleep” you told Remus. “Hey,Y/n” Sirius’ voice still made you feel like your knees would buckle at any minute. “Hey Sirius” you replied walking over to sit next to Remus. While the three of you talked you and Sirius kept your eyes practically locked on each other. As if when you’d look away the other would disappear.

Soon, James called out for Remus and he leaves the pair of you alone in silence just staring at each other. “You cut your hair” you said finally breaking the silence sirius hummed and nodded as he sipped from the glass in his hand. “I did” he confirmed and you played with the hem of your shirt as silence fell back over you. “How’s the job?” He asked breaking the silence this time. “I..uhm I quit a few months ago” you said and sirius sat up a bit “why’s that?”

“The boss, he just wasn’t who I thought he was” you explained and Sirius nodded. “Your style’s changed” you said trying to keep the conversation going. “Oh? No, I came here from work” you tilted your head “you work where you have to wear suits, never saw that coming” you both laughed at that and he nodded “yeah, crazy” he mumbled sipping from his glass once more.

“I’m gonna go unpack” you said standing up “yeah, alright” you smiled at him and walked past him to pick up your bags. “it’s good to see you again,Pup” your heart lunged at the nickname one on which you hadn’t heard in years. “Same for you..Sirius” you headed up the stairs after that rushing to get to your room before you could start crying.

You tossed and turned that night not being able to take your mind off one thing. Sirius. Your mind was running over what dating him was like,the soft and sweet moments. Moments where you’d lay in front of the fire cuddling or when he’d surprise you on your birthdays. It wasn’t like it was a few months no you dated him for 6 years.

It wasn’t like you two broke up because you stopped loving each other no, you broke up because you decided to move. Sirius didn’t wanna leave London,didn’t wanna leave his friends and you didn’t wanna make him leave. You both knew you couldn’t do long distance the time you’d spend apart during fall,Winter,Spring and summer breaks was devastating to the pair of you.

It was just time it ended you presumed as you were both going opposite ways. It was hard leaving sirius, knowing you wouldn’t come back to him. It wasn’t like you didn’t try to continue to see each other but it was hard, it hurt seeing sirius move on and you’re sure it hurt him seeing you move on as well. That’s when you just stopped talking, only talking to James or Remus completely boxing sirius out of your life.

You sighed and sat up in bed giving up on going to sleep like this. You had on a soft grey and black sleep set,it was comfortable cotton the shorts were a little small though. Your sleeves were completely opposite the length of them practically covering your fingers,they covered your thumb and a good amount of your fingers too. Just a reminder your legs are longer then your arms.

You quietly walked down the stairs and into the kitchen grabbing a coffee mug and using the microwave and milk to make a cup of hot coco. You were sprinkling in small marshmallows on top of the light brown liquid. “Can’t sleep?” You jumped at the voice glad you hadn’t picked the mug up yet. “Siri? What’re you doing up” the nickname slipped out without you thinking. “Well, I think we are in the same boat.” Your eyes widened

Was he thinking about you to? thinking about all the good times and perfect times when you we’re together?

“We both really want hot coco” he said and you laughed your eyes moving back down to your cup. “Yeah…right.” You sighed and lifted the mug up as he moved around you repeating the steps you had just finished. “Since when didn’t you drink coffee?” He asked and you shrugged “wait…how’d you know I stopped drinking it?” You stopped drinking it 2 years ago,how’d he know about it. “Well you do talk a lot to my bestfriends and they aren’t exactly secret keepers” you snorted and sirius chuckled at you.

“It just overwhelms me” you lied and while he knew it was a lie sirius let it go and nodded. “Yeah, I get that feeling.” You sipped at the now warm liquid letting it filter heat into your body. “Your hair, it’s longer” he mentioned and you nodded. You had it pulled back earlier compared to now when it was down. You had always kept your hair short during school it never falling below your shoulders,now though it was below it way past below it, taking up a good portion of your back below it. “Why’d you grow it out?” You shrugged “why’d you cut yours?” You asked.

Sirius smiled behind his mug “touché” he said and a content silence fell around you as you both slowly sipped the liquid. “I started having nightmares again” you explained looking down at the floating marshmallows instead of him.

Nightmares,they- they were your thing. Childhood trauma really continued to run your world even in your 20’s. When they first started it was a month after you’d met sirius he’d always been there to help you through them. They normally only happened when you were extremely stressed,you’d spend days on end at his house just so you could get some sleep

Once it ended though you had no comfort when they’d strike, slowly physical touch just wasn’t something you can handle so now your hair is longer then usual. You didn’t want anyone else touching you….but sirius.

“I see” he said and eyed you even though you couldn’t see it. You sat your mug down lifting your arms up to stretch them, it showed off part of your stomach and Sirius felt his mouth go dry seeing your bare skin again. “Remus said your thinking about moving back” you nodded “yeah, I miss them and since I quit I don’t really have anything tying me there..” you trailed off and picked your mug back up.

Sirius grew quite and you looked up at him, his eyes were locked on you, your face. You watched as he slowly put his mug down walking across the small kitchen space to you and grabbing the mug from your hands. He sat it down next to you, his hands slowly made their way to your face giving you plenty of time to pull away. His hands touched your face,cupping your chin and rolling his thumbs over your cheeks. You closed your eyes at the moment breathing his scent while he did whatever he wanted.

You felt him move closer and before you realized his lips were pressed to yours. It was soft,passionate. It was full of need and longing. His lips tasted sweet from the hot chocolate and they were warm. His arm wrapped around your waist as he slowly pulled from the kiss,your eyes fluttered open and you stare up at him. His eyes were full of something you couldn’t quite place, rather it was want or lust or love you didn’t know.

He took a step back letting you go “uhm..good-Goodnight..” he made a quick exit after that his mug still half full with the chocolate liquid.

***

The next days passed by easily, you hung out with James who now felt good enough to get out of bed. Sirius avoided you like the plague and while it stung a bit after the whole thing in the kitchen you just left it be. “Do you think I could borrow the car?” You asked while you were braiding the small stands of James’ hair. “Yeah, what for?” Remus asked and you smiled “I wanted to look at some places down here” Remus nodded “you shouldn’t go alone” you waved him off.

“I’ll go with her” sirius voice cut through the room and your hands stopped for a minute before continuing. “Yeah! You two should go!” James encouraged and you smiled down at him. “I was thinking about tomorrow? When do you think you’ll get off?” You asked not looking at him just keeping your eyes on James.

“I’m off tomorrow, so that’s perfect” sirius said and you nodded “we’ll leave around noon” you said and sirius hummed in response disappearing up the stairs.

Remus knew about the other night, you had told him. He could also see how sirius was unintentionally hurting you,he got up and excused himself heading up the stairs to talk to his friend.

***

You’d thought it would be weird with sirius but it wasn’t, it was like you two fell right back into the routine you used to have when you’d hang out. You and him were both laughing practically the whole time as you moved from apartments to houses to anywhere else you wanted to go.

It felt normal again between the two of you,felt nice and comforting just like how it used to. You were pulled into a parking lot, it was raining heavy and you two couldn’t see properly so you were just waiting it out.

“Can I tell you something?” He asked and you nodded “of course, what’s up?” He got quiet for a minute before continuing. “I don’t know why I started avoiding you like I did…” you nodded urging him to continue “I just knew that you wouldn’t want to try for this again and I-” “who said that?” You interrupted and sirius raised his eyebrows at you. “I just assumed..” you smiled “well don’t.” You replied. Sirius cleared his throat “I shouldn’t have kissed you I’m really sorry.” You nodded “alright” “that’s it?” He asked and you nodded. “Sirius I don’t know what you were expecting? You regret kissing me that’s that” you said and sirius sighed getting quiet again.

“I don’t regret it” you said and sirius hummed. “I don’t regret that you kissed me” sirius swallowed thickly “you don’t?” You shook your head. “Siri I didn’t end this because I didn’t love you Or because I didn’t want to be with you. We wanted different things and you can’t force it to work” you sighed playing with the hem of the skirt you were wearing. “I loved you then, I still love you now Sirius.” You kept your eyes panned down not looking at him. “Oh…I-” “it stopped raining, we should head back” you interrupted.“Right…” He mumbled and drove back to remus’ home.

You were up late that night sorting through the houses and apartments you saw to try and decide which one you wanted. A knock sounded on your door and you turned towards it to see Sirius. “Hey Siri” you said turning back to your laptop. Sirius walked over to you and closed the electronic. “Wha- Siri I was working on-” “I love you” he said and you looked up at him “I’ve never stopped loving you and I’m not gonna stop now. I love you and I didn’t realize until I saw you again.” You smiled at him “Siri, what in the world are you talking about?” You said.

“I don’t want you to leave here thinking I regret kissing you I don’t, I just-” “shut up” you said and sirius looked down at you. You reached up and grabbed the back of his neck jerking him to your lips. What started out as a soft kiss like the other night quickly became heated his hands hook under your arms and lift you up. Your feet dangle for a moment before he throws you back on your bed,tearing your lips from his.

He was making quick work of his shirt and you tugged off yours as well. “You’re just as perfect as I remember” he breathed out taking in the sight of you after not seeing it for so long. You sat up tugging at his belt rather harshly. “Just as eager too” you giggled looking up at him with those doe eyes as you pull the belt loose.

It doesn’t take long for the both of you to be stripped of anything you were wearing and for him to have you pinned under him. His hips smacking into yours over and over as you moan out,his cock hitting every perfect nerve inside you. “God I’ve missed this- fuck- missed fucking you puppy” you whined fingers gripping the sheets under you.

“You gonna cum? Hmm? Is my pup gonna cum for me?” You nodded quickly. Sirius reached around his hand finding your throat as he jerked you up to his chest fingers pressing into the side of your neck. Your head fell back on his shoulder and you whimper out choked moans. “Cmon, be a good girl and cum for me” his thrusting was sending you into overdrive.

Your head felt light from his grip on your throat and the heat that was pooling in your stomach was gonna burst any second. “I said cum.” His hand came down on your clit the slap sending you over the edge. Your legs trembled as Sirius held you up your orgasm jolting through you roughly. “That’s my good girl,yeah? Your body still listens to me so well” he placed soft kisses to your jaw stopping his hips until the aftershock wore off.

His hand released your throat and you sighed “can you keep going?” You nodded “wanna make you feel good” you smiled hazily and sirius was quick to go back to thrusting. It hurt just a bit,the soft overstimulation but it faded rather quickly.

“You feel so good pup,so Fucking good.” You moaned out your hips moving back to meet his pace. “Atta girl, make me cum. Cmon. Do it.make me cum puppy” your body clenched around him and he grunted “fuck- don’t do that” he huffed and you smirked clenching around him again. “Puppy.” He warned but you still did it again and this time you were met with a twitch inside you warmth filling you up after it.

“Fucking brat” he huffed a light smack coming down on your bottom. “I told you to stop that” you giggled biting your lip “I made you cum” you reminded him and he just chuckled. Sirius wasn’t really upset to begin with, he slowly pulled from you and you sighed feeling empty.

Sirius watched his cum drip from you and scooped up some of his spend on his fingers bringing it up to your lips. “Clean them.” You immediately wrapped your lips around his finger sucking them clean. You kept sucking against them after they were clean only letting go when he pulled them back.

“My good girl” he praised and kissed your head, the two of you got up after a few minutes and showered,cleaning yourself up. You got changed and slid into bed not expecting sirius to slide in on the other side. “Goodnight,pup” you smiled as he tugged you into his chest. “Goodnight,Siri”

[cassyapper]

hi cass I am nicely forcing you to talk about my hero academia for the fandom ask

GOD DAMMIT okay

The first character I first fell in love with: iida. he was the only reason i finished season 1 </3

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: all might actually. the little i knew abt him before going in gave me a bad taste in my mouth (i only knew he like would hang out with this middle schooler and gave him superpowers so i was a little sus'd out) but then i got conext and now i love all might sm i wish he was free from being associated with fucking mha

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: it used to be bakugo hands down but apparently he finally apologized or something so. in that case i never understood the hype around dabi even with the whole "secretly a todoroki" thing

The character I love that everyone else hates: well it's less that they hate him and more that everyone pretends he doesnt exist but iida The character I used to love but don’t any longer: i liked deku for a while but much like everything else with mha the author doesnt know how to manage him so he got stale. very sad i think he couldve been really interesting if only mha author knew how to write

The character I would totally smooch: aizawa or all might <3

The character I’d want to be like: god idfk...momo's rich and smart and powerful and likable so her

The character I’d slap: bakugo of course even with him apologizing what he did was inexcusable

A pairing that I love: i actually really like todoroki/iida. iida takes a sword to the arm for him and todoroki uses fire, smth that scares the hell out of him, to protect iida. there was potential there but again. mha author cant do shit

A pairing that I despise: so it's not like i DESPISE these pairings but deku is so blatantly aroace to me so any ship featuring him just doesnt really feel right to me

[adhdfixations]

🎥✨💔!! :D

HI BESTIE ALRIGHT HERE WE GO this is for Gravity Falls (🌲) and Over the Garden (🍂) wall bc I love them both sm

🎥 - Do you have any favorite scenes from your hyperfixation?

🌲THIS IS SO HARDDDD I’ll always love the entire episode “The Golf War” because I love that Dipper is so petty and supportive of Mabel’s feud with Pacifica but if I had to pick a specific scene I’d have to say in Weirdmageddon when Dipper is convincing Mabel to come back and you see all of the different times they’ve helped each other when they’re down. It appears at face value that their relationship is breaking down completely, but that scene solidifies it’s as strong as ever. It’s very cute.

🍂 - THE WHOLE SHOW! But Wirt searching for Greg and calling him his brother instead of defending he’s “only his half-brother” or just calling him “Greg” KILLS me he’s finally owning up to his mistake and realizing how much he cares for him. “You’re no good to your bother dead.” “I was never any good to him alive either.” OWWWW

✨ - What draws you towards your hyperfixation? What is interesting about it?

🌲 - Initially it was the humor that drew me in, but I’m working towards a certification in cryptozoology (which is a different story) and have always been a fan of “monster of the week” style shows (I’ve loved The X Files since I was a kid) and the design of the monsters is so much fun! I’m also weak for the characters - they’re interesting and dynamic and the way they work together is amazing. Found family + monsters and conspiracies + top notch humor = 100% perfect show. I also love that you’ll always see something new - decoding the hints in the show and in Journal 3 is a fun way to interact with a show that isn’t usually done. And I might be getting a job at a state park so double bonus haha

🍂 - The art style is initially what drew me in. I love backgrounds and always pay lots of attention to them, since lots of my art could be considered “background” art. But GOD the characters are phenomenal. There’s so much room for the imagination. the characters are so fleshed out despite being such a short series. The story itself is also gorgeous - a very nice surprising twist. But I’ll always be drawn to the interesting and very relatable dynamic between Wirt and Greg. Their problems are so NORMAL and it’s so easy to relate to them.

💔- Tell us about one of your LEAST favorite characters and why you dislike them.

🌲 - BILL! Bill. He’s such a fan favorite but I despise him. That’s a good thing - he has 0 redeemable qualities, no good reason for doing what he’s doing except just being a dick, and is all around terrible. He’s a great villain because I hate his guts and want him defeated! The character itself is amazing and very well-written. I hate him and loved seeing him getting punched in the face. But that’s why you’ll never see any Bi//dip on my blog - it’s a BIG no no for me and I don’t see how Bill could be anything but a terrible big bad villain. I am a little disappointed from time to time when I read fics and he’s the BBEG in them - I thought his ending was satisfying and didn’t need anything else added to it. Plus I hate him >:D

🍂 - A little harder, since every character matters so intrinsically, but I’d say The Beast. Similar to Bill but also different. The Beast is a dick that works for a selfish goal and is basically irredeemable (at least from what little we’ve seen of him), so it’s satisfying when Wirt figures him out and the Woodsman takes him down. Different from Bill, though, because he’s not a Tumblr sexyman that people constantly try to sexualize or attempt redemption arcs with. I do see him shipped with Wirt sometimes (which is NARSTY y’all need therapy), but other than that he’s treated as spooky scary villain that needs to be taken down, which is good. Both Bill and The Beast are good villains because you love to hate them. But I feel like they shouldn’t be redeemed because of that - plus shipping them with the child they abuse is…. super uber uncomfy.