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exoplanet p. 4.5

second half of exoplanet part 4!

pairing: ellie williams x reader

summary: you’ve won the life lottery as one of the few people on earth with parents who gained admittance to the most prestigous safezone in the world after the outbreak. but after a lab accident sends you out to jackson, wyoming, real life hits you fast. it’s a good thing that a hot lesbian finds u. (lol). mean ellie at first, slowburn, enemies to friends to lovers, fem reader asf

warnings: PLEASE READ! mentions of nsfw content (read at your own risk), violence, explicit language. also a lot of angst. ellie is still kind of a dick but not quite as much. 

a/n: haha. isn’t it sooo funny how i said this would come out almost 12 hours later and then i posted it? i need to hit the hay early asf today if im to be frank w you guys so here it is now. i want to thank you all for the sweet and kind messages and comments i’ve been getting—they’ve been fuel for my writing!! also, i’ve got a better idea of how i want to end it now, so i’ve got a pretty good outline for what’s going to happen. expect around 3 more parts (one of which may or may not be an epilogue from ellie’s pov). as always thanks for reading!

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4.0 (first half of this part) 

playlist inspired by exoplanet!!

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tags: @prettyplant0 @666findgod @sawaagyapong @rystarkov @buzzybuzzsposts @addisonnie @galacticstxrdust @parkersmyth @pinkazelma @ariianelle @lu002 @blairfox04 @sparkleswonderland @elliesflower​ 

enjoy x 

Dina’s sudden reappearance in your life was turning into one of the best things you had going on. When you were done with work, instead of loitering about Joel’s home and hoping to run into Ellie, you’d knock on Dina’s front door and spend your afternoons gossiping and trading stories. 

She never asked so explicitly about Ellie again, but you could tell that occasionally she wanted to.

“Guess whose birthday it is this weekend?” asked Dina one day in late April. The Wyoming sun was hung high in the sky, and the weather was steadily becoming warmer. The temperature was stuck at a breezy 60, and a part of you wondered just how hot it would get over the summer. 

Terranova rarely ever got over 70 degrees. Would it be hotter than that? Would you even be here to see it?

“Yours?” you guessed casually, pushing away the ever-present question of how long you’d really be in Jackson.

Dina snorted. “No. Not quite. You just missed mine, actually. I’m a December baby.” 

“Jesse?”

“No.”

“Joel?”

“Nope.” Her mouth popped on the p. 

Your heart thudded. “Uh—Ellie?” 

Her face split into a wide grin. “Yes! It’s her 20th. Isn’t that crazy? She’s ancient.” 

“Wow!” you said, coaxing faux enthusiasm into your voice. 

You and her had kept seeing each other at night, long after Joel had turned in. It always proceeded like clockwork—she’d come knock at your door, you’d fall into her bed, and then you’d leave.

You’d thankfully avoided any of the embarrassing stuff that you’d done the second night—no more unnecessary sensual face touching and whispers of her being a good person. You wanted to, though. There was so much that you ached to tell her, so many words that threatened to spill from your lips that you just barely managed to keep at bay. 

The worst part was the way that nothing had really changed between you two beyond what transpired every few evenings in her room. Each morning, you’d wake up knowing that you were in for another day of pretending like she didn’t know what it sounded like when you whined and begged and told her where to touch you. Like you didn’t know how her mouth tasted.

“I want to get her a present,” Dina was saying. “I do something for her every year, but I want this birthday to be a little different—given that she’s made it two decades and all, you know.” 

“That’s really thoughtful of you.”

Dina’s eyes sparkled. “I know! Do you want to help? If you do, I’ll tell her it’s from you, too.”

“Actually,” you said, wheels in your head turning, “That would be amazing. I have no idea what I’d get her otherwise.”

“Great.” Dina leaned back, nabbing her backpack from the ground and fishing through it until she produced a map. She unfolded it and began gesturing over the marks. “I found an abandoned bookstore in this area outside of the wall.” She tapped on a dot that she’d made, situated a fair ways away from the wall and on the opposite side of the town as the dam. 

“So we’re going shopping?”

Dina laughed. “Yeah. 5 finger discount, too. The only problem is that we might need to kill some baddies to qualify, but once we clear our way, it’s home free.”

“Right,” you said, fear creeping into your bones at the thought of having to fight off the infected. You’d only been on a few patrols since you’d been shot, and each had been totally unnoteworthy. You’d yet to actually shoot your gun at anything. “You—you do know that I’m not actually that good of a patrol partner, right?”

“Don’t worry about it,” said Dina, waving her hand dismissively. “I can take care of us. Plus, we haven’t seen infected in this area for a while. This is a pretty remote area—tough to reach unless you know what you’re looking for.”

“So, when are we going?”

A glimmer appeared in her eye. “Now?”

~

“Where are you going?” 

Ellie stood, her arms crossed as she leaned against the opposite wall. You were grabbing your patrol things, slinging your backpack over your shoulders and pulling on the gray sweatshirt she’d given you.

“Out with Dina,” you said, slightly breathless from moving so quickly. You hadn’t been expecting Ellie to be home—normally she was keeping herself busy picking up extra patrol shifts and helping Joel. It had been an unwelcome surprise to run into her, sour faced and serious while you were trying to get ready. 

“Out where?”

You shrugged, trying your best to look nonchalant. “Dina said she wanted to show me something.”

She was silent as you finished lacing up your shoes, but you could see her watching you from the corner of your eyes.

“I’ll be back in time for tonight, if that’s what you’re worried about,” you offered snidely, hardly realizing what you’d said until it had left your lips. It had been a low blow. It had been nasty. You weren’t sure why you’d said it. 

“That’s not—” She rubbed the bridge of her nose with her fingers. “I didn’t mean it like that.” 

“I know.” You stood up, feeling deflated. “Sorry. I don’t know why I said that.” 

Ellie sent you a tight smile. “It’s fine.”  

You walked back to Dina’s feeling heavy. That was how most of your interactions with Ellie seemed to go nowadays—awkward, stiff, and remarkably unfriendly. You weren’t sure what changed. And she was still fucking you, which didn’t make much sense.

Sometimes it felt like she was distancing herself on purpose. But that had to be wrong, because why would she do that? You obviously liked her. She wasn’t the one at risk of being hurt. 

You and Dina took off by foot as the sun began to set, well-armed with both weapons and navigational equipment. Well—Dina was, at least. All you had was the small gun Ellie had given you. Dina was doing all of the heavy lifting.

The forest was quiet, interrupted only occasionally by songbirds and the sound of wind rustling through the leaves. Spring had hit Jackson suddenly, the underbrush exploding in volume and flowers blooming everywhere.

As you two walked through the woods, chattering mindlessly and generally enjoying each other’s company, you made a mental reminder to return to the forest to pick up a makeshift bouquet of flowers. Ellie didn’t seem like the type to swoon over things like that, but even the most unromantic people could recognize the gesture of flowers. You were sure she’d at least put them in a vase. 

Eventually the path Dina was leading you on opened up to a heavily overgrown street, a small decrepit strip mall hidden away in the shrubbery.

“Here!” said Dina cheerily. She jogged forward, scrubbing the moss off of the door to show a book icon on the filthy glass.

“And you said that there’s no infected here?” you asked, your fingers wrapped nervously around your gun.

“Of course I did,” said Dina. “Do you think I’d take you somewhere that was infested?”

The glass shattered as a body came crashing through the door, thrashing and clicking in a mass of bloody limbs as it took Dina to the ground.

Your finger squeezed the trigger before you could think, sending a spray of gore into the air as Dina forced the thing off of her and stood, panting. 

There wasn’t even a chance to breathe. A piercing shriek cut through the air before three more followed the first, not paying any mind to the jagged edges of the broken door that grabbed at their mutilated skin. 

“Fuck!” Dina’s knife went swinging through the air, slicing and jabbing at the creatures in front of you. They fell in quick succession, but there was more rustling and screaming from inside. Far too much rustling. “Run!”

She didn’t have to tell you twice. Despite the fact that you’d never been a track star in school, you bolted quicker than you’d even known possible. Your backpack banged against your back as you sprinted down the road, ducking into the brush and making a break for it with Dina right on your tail. 

The walk there had taken close to 30 minutes. Your sprint cut that in over half. You and Dina ran in stride, with her lagging behind to send off a few shots to ground the runners that were quick enough to keep up. The clearing you appeared in all the way back in the winter flashed by you in a second, and within another few moments, you were both resting against the wall, chests heaving as you both picked off the stragglers that had come out of the forest to investigate.

By the time the last gunshot rang out and the final infected slumped to the ground, you were shaking uncontrollably, your gun vibrating in your hand. 

“Shit, I’m so sorry,” said Dina, equally breathless though significantly more composed as you two walked through the entrance, getting concerned looks from the people who were manning the gate. “I’ve never seen so many in that store before. I don’t understand. It was clear the last time I went.” 

Before you could respond, someone stepped into your eye line.

“What the fuck did you do,” seethed Ellie. Her eyes were wild, her lip curled in a manner so derisive you began to wonder if you’d ever actually seen her angry before this. 

“Chill, Ellie,” said Dina. “Y/N and I were just going to try and pick something up for your birthday. There were…a few more than what I was expecting. But it’s fine. We handled them. She did great.”

Ellie looked at you then, and you could feel her taking you in. Her eyes rested with accusation at the way that your hands were trembling. “You’re so fucking stupid, Dina. You knew that she’s never done this before. What the fuck is wrong with you, taking her out like that?”

“It was clear the last time I was there!” Dina spoke with her hands, waving them through the air in emphasis.“There wasn’t supposed to be any. I don’t know what to tell you. I didn’t purposefully try to get us killed.” 

Ellie sent her another scathing look before turning her attention to you. “And don’t even get me started with you.”

You blinked. “What?”

“What the fuck were you thinking?!” she snapped. 

Dina sent you a wink and disappeared down the street in the direction of her house. 

“I was thinking of your birthday, actually,” you said delicately. “We were going to get you something from the bookstore.”

“That is not an excuse to go get yourself killed!”

You held up your hands in mock surrender, which looked really stupid considering how hard you were still trembling. “I’m sorry. That wasn’t the original plan. Can we not do this right now? I’m still trying to, uh, process what happened.” 

As if to punctuate your point, the next step you took nearly sent you to the ground, your knees wobbling. 

Ellie’s hands were at your sides in an instant, solid and steadying against you as you regained your balance.

“Sorry,” you said again, lower this time. 

“How many?” Ellie asked. Her voice was softer now, almost resigned. She hadn’t let go yet.

“I don’t know,” you admitted. “After the first three or four, I lost count. They just kept—” You winced at the memory of the wet sound that they made hitting the ground. “They just kept coming.” 

“You did them a favor,” said Ellie, stepping back and to your side as you began to walk forward. Her hand stayed posed on your forearm. “It gets easier.” 

“I don’t know if I want it to get easier,” you confessed. 

“Well, how about you start by never doing something that fucking stupid again.” Her words lacked any venom. “Don’t you ever go out without me again, okay? Do you have any idea what could’ve happened to you?”

You gave your trembling hands a look. “I can take a guess.”

Ellie walked you back to Joel’s house, helping you out of your jacket and unsubtly checking your skin for bites. Or at least that’s what she said she was doing. She couldn’t seem to stop touching you. 

You headed back up to your room to get changed as Ellie shut the front door and was off to finish her work with Tommy. As you leisurely made your way down the hallway, you noticed that something was off—the hallway closet was slightly ajar.

The memories of your first night there came floating back to you, images of Ellie shutting the door before you could see inside emerging to the forefront.

It wouldn’t hurt to look, would it? It was probably nothing. 

Your hand wrapped tentatively around the handle, pulling the door open so slowly that the old, rusty hinge fell silent.

It wasn’t what you were expecting. It wasn’t what you were expecting at all. 

It wasn’t really a closet—there were a few shelves, but no hangers. In their place, there were stacks of textbooks with old, dated covers of the stars, planets, and physics. The back wall was plastered with drawings of constellations and calculations in Ellie’s messy scrawl, reminiscent of the leftover scrap paper from when you sat your physics exams and did your problem sets.

The memory of Ellie staring at your textbook re-emerged to hit you with full force. No wonder she was interested in it. THIS is what she was going to say that she wanted to study when you’d asked her. 

A slow smile crept onto your face as you thought about her upcoming birthday.

You knew what you were getting her now. 

~

Preparing for Ellie’s surprise party was a full day’s worth of work. You and Dina had convinced Maria to give Ellie enough things to do that she’d stay out of the house for the majority of the afternoon. You felt kind of guilty that Ellie was being put to work on her birthday of all days, but Dina just shook her head.

“It’s Ellie,” she said. “She lives to act all macho and patrol and shit. This is probably an extra present to her.” 

You two had located some flour, sugar, eggs, and butter and were hard at work baking a cake. It was tough going without a real recipe, but you’d grown up with a mother who loved baking, so you tried to do it from memory.

The result was a rather lopsided looking monstrosity that you and Dina had attempted to salvage through the liberal application of the thin icing you’d managed to whip up using milk and powdered sugar. It didn’t work, and you two didn’t wait long enough for the cake to cool before frosting it, so it melted in puddles and made the cake soggy.

“Fantastic work,” said Dina, wiping her hands on her front as you two surveyed the final product. “Really incredible, Y/N. You should really consider a career change.”

“Shut up,” you said, snorting. “Ellie’s gonna hate this.”

“She’s going to think it’s hilarious,” Dina corrected. “I’m sure it can’t taste too bad, right?”

You shivered. “Don’t say that.”

The decorations and gathering of presents were thankfully an easier challenge, and before you knew it Joel’s living room was fixed up to look obnoxious as possible, with a tacky “HAPP BIRTHDAE ELLIE” strung up in blood red reflective plastic (you two couldn’t find any Ys) above the fireplace. “Happy 5th Birthday!” balloons filled the ceiling, their gaudy purple color clashing horrifically with the red of the lettering. 

“This is just awful, Dina,” you said. “Ellie’s never going to speak to us again.”

“You need to chill,” Dina responded. “She might act grumpy all of the time, but I know her, and I know she’ll secretly like this.”

7 rolled around quickly, and with it came the guests.

First was the unsurprising Jesse, grinning and carrying a satchel that had a makeshift card attached to the top labeled “Ellie”. 

Next came Astrid, Bonnie, and Greg—all of the patrolmen that were roughly around your age. You hadn’t spent all that much time with them, but they’d always been fun.

Last came a girl you’d never seen before.

“Hi!” she said, extending a hand and looking at you through a fringe of choppy black hair. 

“Hi!” you said, taking her hand and shaking it once. “I’m Y/N.”

“I know,” she said, her eyes crinkling. “I’m Cat.”

“I can’t believe you two haven’t met before,” said Dina, swooping in to stand beside you. There was something written on her face—something that looked kind of like worry.

“I can’t either!” you said good-naturedly. “How do you know Ellie?”

Dina cringed.

Cat just smiled wider. “Oh. Ellie and I go way back.”

“Cat, why don’t you go help me in the kitchen? I need to finish plating some stuff,” said Dina. 

“Sure!” Cat sent you one more winning smile, following Dina with a bounce in her step.

Something felt deeply off about that interaction, but you couldn’t quite put a finger on what it was. You’d never seen Dina so eager to get you away from someone. Maybe it’d just been a coincidence?

You didn’t get a chance to dwell on it further, because Ellie was opening the door. 

“Surprise!” Everyone in the living room yelled upon seeing her. 

Ellie blanched, her eyes landing on you for a moment before she cast her gaze to the rest of the room. “What’s this?”

“Your birthday party,” said Dina, appearing from the kitchen with a plate of crackers and other appetizers, Cat in tow. “You didn’t think we were just going to let you turn 20 without embarrassing you just a little bit?”

“Those are the most hideous balloons I’ve ever seen,” said Ellie, crossing her arms.

“Thanks,” you said, beaming. “I picked them out myself.” 

Much to your surprise, her lips lifted until she was smiling back. “You’re such a loser.”

“Okay!” said Dina, clearing her throat and stepping in between you two. “You two can flirt later. I’ve been slaving away in the kitchen for an entire day. Let’s eat.”

You shut your mouth, blushing uncontrollably as your eyes lifted. Ellie’s cheeks looked uncharacteristically pink and her eyes were fixed on your shoes.

Dinner went by quickly, with everyone trading odd stories about patrolling and their life before Jackson. You learned that Dina had actually been born in New Mexico and that Astrid was from Oregon. You heard all about how Jesse and Greg came across an old mall a few miles out of Jackson that was so full of infected that they could hear them scratching at the doors and clicking even before they were within eyesight of the building. You told some stories about your life in Terranova, about studying and your family. 

“What the fuck is this?” asked Ellie once Dina had reappeared, carrying your sorry excuse of a birthday cake. Time had not treated it well. The first layer was almost entirely slid off, and the cake looked damp from the melted icing.

“It’s your birthday cake,” you said. “We, uh, tried. I don’t have a cake recipe memorized, and it was harder than I expected.”

The candles Dina attempted to stick into the cake kept falling out, the structural integrity so weakened from the melted frosting that chunks were coming off.

“Let’s just pretend that there’s 20 candles,” said Dina finally once the top layer of the cake finally split in half. 

“Right,” said Ellie, snorting. 

Dina led a very enthusiastic rendition of the Happy Birthday song that ended in cheers and hollers as Ellie dramatically lowered her head to the cake and pretended to blow the “candles” out. 

No one touched the cake, but you couldn’t blame them. 

Next came presents. Jesse went first, giving Ellie a satchel that held a bunch of cleaning equipment for her patrol rifles. Dina had found a t-shirt that said “Enemy of the State” in goofy comic sans lettering, and Ellie was unsuccessful in holding back her giggles at seeing it. 

“Dina, this is so stupid,” she said, but there was no venom in her tone, just amusement. 

It was your turn next, so you leaned across the table to place the small box in front of her. 

“Please tell me you didn’t almost die getting this one,” said Ellie, giving you a suspicious look.

“Not at all,” you said. “I accidentally brought it from Terranova.” 

Her nimble fingers untied the flimsy ribbon you’d haphazardly wrapped around the tiny brown box, lifting the lid off and peering inside.

“It’s a…rock?” Ellie frowned, pulling it out and holding it in her hand.

“You got her a rock for her birthday?” Cat asked you from her position to your right, her eyebrows raised.

“It’s not just a rock,” you said. “It’s a moon rock. Like, from the moon.”

Ellie froze, her eyes saucers as she stared at the rock balanced in her palm. “What?”

“I told you I studied astrophysics,” you said casually. “One of my professors let me borrow it because my research supervisor wanted to take a look at it, so it was in my bag. And I never had the chance to give it to him, obviously. So it’s yours now.” 

“Holy fuck.” She turned in over, her fingers running across the surface. “This is…wow. Oh my god.”

“That’s so cool, dude,” Jesse said. “Like, insane. I didn’t even know that those were a thing.”

“There’s only a couple in the world,” you added. “And even fewer that are still reachable. The rest are…well, out here somewhere. Terranova only has a few from our own expeditions and the professors who managed to grab what they had when they moved.”

“This one’s from me,” said Cat, leaning forward and placing an envelope in front of Ellie. “It’s not as cool as a moon rock, but I thought you’d like it.” 

Her fingers slid under the tongue of the envelope, ripping it open and pulling a piece of paper out. 

“Good for one more free tattoo,” Ellie read out.

Cat sat back, looking awfully pleased with herself. 

“Cat was the one who gave Ellie the one on her arm,” Dina explained to you.

 A memory pricked at your consciousness, dating back to your first patrol with Ellie.

An ex had given her the tattoo on her arm.

The girl who had given her tattoo was Cat.

Cat was her ex.

That makes so much sense you realized with horror as you remembered how Cat had told you so confidently that she and Ellie went way back. Of course they did. They used to date.

“Where’d you go?” asked Dina, bumping your shoulder.

“Sorry,” you said, rubbing the bridge of your nose. “Just, uh, tired.”

When you looked up, Ellie’s eyes were on you, her lips slightly quirked.

You looked away, instead focusing on the placemats that Dina had set out. Cat was so different from you—so peppy, so confident, so loud. No wonder Ellie didn’t want anything more than what you had now. Whatever Ellie had seen in Cat had nothing to do with you. 

The night ended with you all sitting on the couches in the living room with Dina mixing drinks so strong that you were wondering if she was trying to kill you. 

“Jesus Christ, Dina,” you said as you watched her pour. “What is that? 90 percent vodka?” 

“I prefer to call it efficient,” Dina corrected. 

It burned going down your throat and you fought back a cough as you placed your glass back on the coffee table. Ellie was right next to you, her thigh barely brushing against yours as you moved.

Cat was on the other side of the room, seated next to Jesse and Astrid. You were internally very proud that Ellie had chosen to sit next to you instead. Her arm rested on the back of the couch behind you, and even though it couldn’t have meant all that much, you couldn’t help but wonder if it at least meant something. 

You were just halfway through your cup by the time you started to feel really and properly sloshed. Your voice sounded tinny in your ears, and from the way that Ellie was laughing at anything anyone said, you had a sneaking suspicion that she was somewhere around where you were.

It wasn’t long before everyone had excused themselves and wished Ellie a final happy birthday—it was getting late and quite a few had early shifts the next day.

Dina was the last to go, saying goodbye and sending you another look as she pointedly stared at the arm rested behind you.

For a few minutes, you and Ellie just sat in silence, hearing the fire crackle and the sound of her softly breathing.

Then she spoke.

“How did you know that I’d like the moon rock?”

“Oh.” You blushed. “Don’t be mad. You left the closet door open the other day—you know, the one with all your space textbooks and everything. It was an educated guess.” 

“So nosy,” she tutted. 

“But you do like the rock?” 

She smiled. “Yes. Thank you.”

You reached forward and polished off the rest of the drink that Dina had made you, feeling the liquid fire slide down your throat and settle in your stomach. 

When you turned back, you could see Ellie staring at you, her auburn hair glowing in the firelight, her pupils blown wide, and her eyes slightly unfocused. She’d had more than one of the drinks that Dina had made, and it was really showing. 

“You’re so pretty.”

You froze. Out of all the things you expected her to say, that was nowhere on the list. The words had left Ellie’s lips like a compulsion, raw and honest. 

She hadn’t stopped looking at you, but her eyes were wider, her cheeks red. She hadn’t meant to say it, you realized. Now she was embarrassed and flustered, and it was all because of you. 

It was the boldness of being tipsy that made you move towards her, pulling your legs up until you were seated on your knees in front of her.

Ellie didn’t move apart from wetting her lips, her eyes darting from your eyes to your mouth. 

When you kissed her, she melted into you. The arm that had been draped over the couch behind you dropped to your back, your own hands sliding into her hair and tightening at the back of her neck.

She gasped as she felt your nails scrape against her, and you took the opportunity to lick into her open mouth, tasting the vodka on her tongue as it slid against yours.

To your surprise, her hands didn’t creep up your shirt or dip below the waist of your pants. They stayed static, one glommed onto your back while the other clutched your jaw as she let you kiss her, over and over again. 

You couldn’t quite put your finger on it, but there was something about it that felt different than your usual nighttime meetups. It felt more—vulnerable, almost, that Ellie was kissing you just to kiss you, not with some other agenda. 

The grandfather clock chimed, indicating that it was almost midnight. You pulled away from her for a second, panting as you caught your breath. A string of saliva suspended between your lips, snapping as you waved a hand through it and flushed.

“Sorry,” you whispered.

She just smiled.

“Is Joel going to be back soon?”

As if to punctuate your point, the front door banged open, the man in question pulling his jacket off and turning to see you both. You’d thankfully managed to get off her lap before he saw. 

“Oh!” he said, his eyebrows nearly touching his hairline. “I wasn’t expecting you two to still be awake.”

“Uh, yeah,” said Ellie, scratching the back of her neck. “We’ve just been…talking.”

“Good party?”

“Yeah.” 

“I’m glad. Tommy and Maria wish you a happy birthday, by the way. Though I’m sure you knew that.” 

“Yeah. Thanks.”

“Well,” said Joel, giving a sigh that only old men could recreate, “I’m off to bed. You two don’t stay up too late, huh? You’ve still got work tomorrow.” 

“Goodnight,” you two chorused. 

Once Joel had disappeared into his room, you turned to look at her.

“That was close.” 

“Yeah.” Ellie laughed nervously, picking at her cuticles. “Um—do you want to move somewhere else?”

Something deep in your chest ached. Sure, you’d be okay with spending another hour or so feeling her hands on you as she made you finish, but a part of you had really liked just touching her for the sake of touching her—kissing her just because you could.

“Sure,” you said. “Just give me a chance to change.”

When you knocked after switching into more comfortable clothes, the door swung open to reveal a significantly more nervous looking Ellie than you’d seen in a while.

“Hi,” you said shyly.

“Hi.” 

You stepped into her, pressing a tentative kiss to the corner of her mouth. When she didn’t react, you pulled back.

“Is everything okay?”

“Do you want to stay over?” Ellie blurted out, her eyes wide and afraid. 

You balked. “Uh, what?”

“You don’t have to,” she said, her eyes dropping to the ground. “I’m sorry. I know we’re not like that. I just thought that—maybe, I dunno, just this once—”

“Yes,” you interrupted. “Please. I’d really like that.” 

“Right. Good. Okay.” She took a deep breath, then laced her fingers through yours to lead you to her bed.

When your mouth found hers again, it was just like on the couch—no intentionally rough or overtly sexual touches, just gentle brushes against your skin and the weight of fingers tangled in your hair as she pulled you further into her.

For the first time since you confessed, you didn’t sleep together. When you two finally tired out, you flopping down on the pillow first, Ellie’s head came to rest on the expanse of skin between your shoulder and your neck, your arms coming around her.

It was strange. For someone so deadly and tough, Ellie suddenly looked so small and fragile curled against you, the rise and fall of her chest synchronized with your breathing. 

“I’m sorry Cat was invited,” Ellie said, her voice muffled from where her face was pressed into your neck.

“What do you mean?”

“I should have told you what her name was. That must’ve been a nasty surprise.”

Her foresight and understanding made your heart ache, deeply. How was it that she could say all these things but not want anything more with you?

“It was alright,” you said. There was no conviction in your tone. “I wouldn’t have expected you to tell me.”

Ellie was silent for a few beats. You knew she was thinking, though; you could feel the flutter of her lashes against you as she blinked.

“How long do you think it’ll take for you to forget me?”

You paused. “What? What do you mean?”

Ellie shifted against you, one of her arms draped over your chest. “I mean, when you go back.”

“Ellie,” you chided, bringing your hand up so you could run your fingers through her hair. “Don’t be ridiculous. As if I’d ever just leave you behind. If I go back there, I’m finding some way to bring you with me. So, no. That’s not even a valid question. I’m never forgetting you.” 

In truth, you hadn’t even begun to consider what you’d do if—when—you were found. You’d been so focused on trying to fit into your new life here that your past had largely just faded into the back, shrinking in the horizon. What you did know, at least, was that even in some dystopian future without Ellie, she’d never be off of your mind.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” 

“I’m not,” you replied, tapping her shoulder. “I mean it. You’re stuck with me.” 

Her diaphragm vibrated as she let out a short laugh. “Oh, the horrors.” 

She fell silent as you kept threading your fingers through her hair, letting your nails scrape against her scalp. The hand that wasn’t draped over your chest had crept up, her thumb rubbing back and forth as she traced the outline of your jaw.

“I’m sorry,” she said suddenly. “I can be such a sad drunk sometimes. It’s pathetic.”

“It’s okay,” you soothed, your other hand lightly dancing up and down her back. “I think it’s sweet.”

She snorted. “You would.” 

Then, after a few more seconds of silence: “You really weren’t jealous?”

“I never said that.” 

“So she did make you jealous?”

You flicked her shoulder. “Fuck off. Of course she did. Happy?”

“Thrilled.” 

A few moments later, she spoke up again. 

“Can you promise me something?” Her voice was deceptively casual.

“Anything.” You’d give her anything she wanted.

“Promise me that you’ll take the first opportunity to go home,” she said softly. “Promise you won’t do anything stupid.”

“I’ll take the first opportunity to go home as long as I get to have you around, too.” 

You couldn’t see it, but you knew she was rolling her eyes. “Not good enough.”

“You want me to leave that badly?” You weren’t sure if you should be hurt.

“Of course not,” she responded. “I just...I don’t expect you to wait around here for me. I don’t want you to. I want you to be safe.”

“I feel safe with you.”

“Will you just—fucking—say you’ll go?” Her voice sounded raw, tired. 

“Fine,” you said. “I promise.” 

Your words were empty. You couldn’t promise her that. She had to know that. But would it matter? If you never had to make that choice?

In retrospect, you weren’t sure when you drifted off. All you remembered was the warmth of Ellie gathered up in your arms, her measured breath blowing across your exposed neck as you felt the slow, marching rhythm of her heart.

~

When you awoke to the early morning sunbeams streaming in through the window and warming your face, Ellie was passed out cold on top of you. A few unruly strands of her auburn hair had ruffled upwards overnight, sticking to your cheek and threatening the seams of your lips. 

You’d never been happier.

As you thought, running your hand gently up and down the length of her spine, Ellie’s breath hitched.

You froze, thinking you must have woken her.

Then she made a quiet snort. She took another deep breath in, whistling as it went. Her next exhale was louder and caught in her nose. 

You did your best not to laugh enough to wake her.

Ellie snored, even though she wasn’t that loud. The part of you that was still intimidated by her was shrinking by the minute. If only you had known in the beginning that after a long day of bullying you she went back to her room to honk shoo the night away, you never would’ve let it bother you.

She jolted awake, blinking rapidly as she pulled away and looked up at you.

“What the fuck are you laughing about?” she said groggily. “It’s—” She twisted in your arms, squinting at her desk. “It’s 6 in the fucking morning. Shut up.” With that, she flopped back down on top of you, laying one arm over your torso so she could shove it the space under the pillow beside your head. 

“You shut up,” you heard yourself say. 

Ellie smacked your shoulder, not even bothering to lift her head. 

“You snore,” you said, quieter this time. 

“I don’t.”

“You literally do. I was there when it happened.” 

She was silent for a few moments. “Really?”

You pressed your lips to her forehead instead as you trembled from the laugh you were doing your best to rein in.

“Oh, god,” groaned Ellie. “That’s so embarrassing.” 

“I thought it was cute.”

“You think everything I do is cute.” 

“And what about it?”

You settled back in, wrapping your arms around Ellie as you tried to drift back off.

“Do you hear that?” 

Her voice was whispered.

“Hear what?”

“That sound.” 

You let go of her and sat up, your eyes unfocused as you tried your best to tune into whatever Ellie was talking about. Out of the corner of your vision you could see her staring at you with big, nervous eyes.

It took you a moment to notice it. No one could blame you, really. It was hardly a rarity to hear the sound of a plane when you grew up in Terranova. 

“That’s a plane, Ellie,” you said, reaching out to cup her face. “It’s fine.” 

“A plane?” She frowned, still blinking bleariness out of her eyes. “I’ve never heard one before. Joel told me that they stopped being used after the government officially fell.”

“That’s not true,” you corrected. “There’s some in—”

A puzzle piece clicked into place, and with it came a sense of underlying dread. But you shouldn’t be dreading it. It’s what you were hoping for after all, weren’t you? What you’d been praying for since you’d arrived?

“Let’s go outside and look,” you said, nudging her side. “I’m sure it’s nothing.” You were hoping it was nothing. 

Ellie followed you, pulling a throw blanket from her bed and draping it around her shoulders like a cape. She looked so cute like that. You wanted to bite her. Not, like, in a weird blood kink way. Just in a…you didn’t know how to describe it. Better leave it there. 

A lump formed in your throat.

Maybe you were wrong. Maybe this had nothing to do with you.

The air was tepid and pleasant against your bare skin as you two quietly opened the front door and crept onto the porch. The town was quiet. No one was awake at this hour, not unless they were down by the stables or doing night watch. 

There was a sliver of pink and orange hanging over the tops of the mountains, no doubt remnants of what had been a spectacular sunrise. There were still snowy caps on the highest peaks. You hadn’t known that mountains could stay so cold for so long until you’d come to Jackson.

The lump in your throat grew larger.

“Shit,” said Ellie, leaping down from the porch and onto the road. “Do you see this?”

The plane was no longer in sight, but the swirling papers that hadn’t been on the road the night before were left as evidence.

“They must’ve dropped them,” said Ellie excitedly, snatching one from the ground and bounding back up the steps so she was next to you. “What do you think this says?”

You smiled sadly. “Why don’t you read it?”

She unfolded the envelope, ripping open the top and dumping the contents out in her hand. 

“Oh.” 

It was a picture of you. It’d been taken months prior at your family’s Christmas party. You’d worn glittery silver eyeliner and curled your hair. The upper half of your body was in view, clad in a rich red fabric that landed right below your collarbones. A string of creamy white pearls were clasped around your neck, matching the teardrop pearls that hung delicately from your ears. 

HAVE YOU SEEN HER?

There was no other text, but you did notice a divet at the top right corner in the shape of a small oval. 

Terranovan security. Of course. 

Wordlessly, you pressed your thumb into the mold, holding it there for a second as the parchment recorded your print.

Then a paragraph formed at the bottom, ink slowly leaking into the paper.

COME TO THE COORDINATES LISTED BELOW AT EXACTLY NOON, MAY 15TH. A LIFT WILL BE WAITING TO ESCORT YOU.

You’d been found. 

final a/n: sorry not sorry this was the original cliffhanger that i was planning for part 4 all along. you guys are incredible for still sticking around and reading even though this is getting lengthy as hell. anyway i hope you guys enjoyed this sort of different side of ellie before we reach the final act. the plot is abt to reach its peak and i’m hellaaa excited to share it with you. okok let me know what you think! it might take me around the same time it took me to finish part 4 to get part 5 out considering how sick i am/how much i have on my plate, but i promise it’s coming :))

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Suspense

Tickletober day 3: Suspense

Summary: Marshall thought it be funny to mess with his boyfriend with the thing he loves the most.

A/N: I don’t know what suspense means, and it’s kinda embarrassing, but I hope this is what this means.

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Marshall Lee told his beloved Gary, to watch his back for now on bc there is someone, or something, lurking behind him, and it’ll strike when he leasts expect it. The pink haired teen just recently tickled the shit out of his younger boyfriend, so he really was hoping Marshall tickled the shit out of him too as revenge.

And if he knew anything about his gutarist boyfriend, when he’s in a ler mood he would always wear this all knowing look on his face, the one he’s wearing now.

2 weeks has passed, and Marshall showed no signs of getting Gary back. The pinkette felt saddened by this, and he wanted to tell Marshall to tickle him without telling him because Gumball hadn’t ever mention anything about liking tickling, and he wants to keep it that way too.

The Prince walked past his boyfriend and acted like he was grabbing a cup, having his whole side exposed, but all the guitarist did was grabbed his cup of coffee and went to go sit back down on the couch. Gumball beilieves in second chances.

A couple days passed, and Gumball became more angsty by the second. He wanted, no… needed, his boyfriend to just tickle him back already. Why is Marshall Lee being so stubborn?! Gumball propped his bare feet on his lap, hopping he would just trace a line down his soles, but nothing came. All that happened was Marshall showing his boyfriend a funny meme on tiktok. Gumball just rolled his eyes and walked off. “What? You don’t think these memes are funny? Haha.” The guitarist went back to his previous sitting, laughing like an idiot to his phone. If only the vampire can make his prince laugh like that. Well, third times the charm, right?

Gumball slept in way later than his usual wake up times, so Marshall came in to try to wake him up, all apart of the pink haired’s plan. “Good morning, sunshine, it’s time to wake up~.” The vampire tried nudging him, but he didn’t wake up. “Come on, Gary, it’s 1:13, you usually wake up at 10:00, is something wrong?” Marshall shook him four more times and with every push, he pushed harder. Then he finally gave up. “Well, alright, I’ll let you sleep in, but I don’t want u sleeping in tomorrow, I want to do stuff with you.”

Before he walked out the room, he heard Gumball’s heavy sigh. “Oh my gosh, Marshall… babe…” He flipped over to meet the gaze of his boyfriend.

“What’s wrong, bub? You seemed out of it these past 3 weeks, I’m worried about you.” Marshall came over to kiss his boyfriend.

“Ugh… please… can you just… *sigh* tickle me… please?” Gumball gave the vampire these cute puppy dog eyes, the same eyes that he uses to get his way.

“Hahah, you want me to tickle you? That’s so cute~.” Marshall carressed Gary’s sleepy face with his finger.

The prince pulled a pillow over his beat red face, this is so embarrassing he actually wanted to die right where he’s laying. “Don’t tease me.”

“I’m sorry, you’re just too cute. Hahaha, anyways, you could’ve just asked babe.”

“Well, I didn’t want to ask, that’s the problem. The last time I tickled you you said ‘watch your back’ so I just assumed you would’ve tickled me from the get go. Why did you wait so fucking long~~~” Gumball wanted to shut up, but his mouth just kept talking.

“I was gonna tickle you, but after I saw your face after saying that, I’d thought making you ask me to would suffice just fine for me. Now, lay there like a good boy, and let me do all the work.” Marshall climbed on his boyfriend, straddling his waist, and pinning his arms down. That afternoon was filled with bubbly laughs, and let’s just say, Gumball went to sleep with a huge smile on his face.

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Average Weekly Screentime - Chap 10: So Who Won?

pairing: Jake Peralta x Amy Santiago

word count: 3141

warnings/tags: college au, texting, drunk texting, text fic (mostly, there's prose a few chaps in), bets, bisexual!jake peralta, jake peralta has adhd, parties, drinking and alcohol, sexual references, implied sexual content (nothing explicit, just suggested its going to happen/has happened), friends to lovers, swearing, mentions of cannibalism, lighthearted threats of violence (typical rosa stuff yk), fluff

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Story Summary: texting fic college AU with the squad! It's the beginning of the school year and while everyone else thinks it'll be the same as the previous year, Gina has a feeling things are going to be different and wagers a bet with Rosa and Charles. Told through all the various group chats everyone is in.

Chap 1 | Chap 2 | Chap 3 | Chap 4 | Chap 5 | Chap 6 | Chap 7 | Chap 8 | Chap 9 | Chap 10

authors note: The last chapter to this monster of a fic! Hope you enjoy <3

Jimmy Jabbers

[09:24am, Friday]

Four Eyes: Jake has once again fallen asleep in class Four Eyes: Bets anyone?

RoRo: he’s gonna wake up in 12 minutes

Mr Grapes: 10 minutes

Queen G: 20 minutes

Four Eyes: Will keep you updated

-

[09:36am, Friday]

Four Eyes: Rosa I don’t know how you do it

RoRo: idk RoRo: you guys just gotta get good i guess

Queen G: this sucks

-

Dance Squad

[11:36am, Friday]

G-Hive: rosa ur bet date was two days ago G-Hive: i just remembered

Scary: gina you just might win this

G-Hive: omg omg this is so exciting

Charlese: Remember when you tried to get them together on new years?

G-Hive: i had a momentary lapse of judgement G-Hive: BUT now im back in betting mode G-Hive: need to keep them apart for another few weeks

Scary: that’s meddling once again

Charlese: Technically Rosa has some buffer time before her bet is completely void

Scary: neck and neck gina Scary: watch your back

G-Hive: anyone else getting super scary vibes rn???

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[10:05am, Saturday]

Ferris: good morning beautiful

Cameron: Good morning!

Ferris: whats the plan for today??

Cameron: I actually have to do some work, you’ve been distracting me the last few days

Ferris: sorry i cant help that i wanna spend time with my giirllfrieennddd

Cameron: I wasn’t complaining at all Cameron: I’m just warning that if you come over I will be doing work

Ferris: im literally on my way

-

Unnamed Chat

[10:45am, Saturday]

Jake: hey ter!

Terry: Hey Jake, how’s it going?

Jake: absolutely wonderful amazing excellent

Terry: Haha let me guess – things went well with Amy

Jake: ur the first person im telling bc u helped me so much omg im so excited

Terry: Well congrats to both of you Terry: I hear Taylor has a lot of love songs

Jake: im never living it down Jake: and IM TOO HAPPY TO CARE

Terry: Hahaha

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[02:04pm, Saturday]

Four Eyes: do u think that guys named cal their name is short for calendar

Pineapples: yes ames i think thats true

Queen G: how do i tell amy u have her phone

Pineapples: she is aware Pineapples: but i dont think she realised what i was gonna do with it mwahaha

RoRo: you should probably give it back

Four Eyes: He has returned it now Four Eyes: He’s cowering in the corner because he knows I’m going to take his

Pineapples: someone help me

Mr Grapes: Just go fetal position Jake, that’s what I do

Pineapples: Too late

Queen G: RIP soldier

RoRo: i think it’ll be funny if amy killed him

-

Dance Squad

[02:10pm, Saturday]

G-Hive: so that was weird right??

Scary: super weird

Charlese: Definitely weird

G-Hive: okay cool

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[04:28pm, Saturday]

Mr Grapes: Anyone wanna do dinner tonight?

RoRo: can’t, busy

Mr Grapes: What are you up to?

RoRo: wouldn’t you like to know, soup boy

Queen G: fine ill do dinner

-

[04:53pm, Saturday]

Mr Grapes: @Four Eyes @Pineapples are either of you interested in getting dinner? Mr Grapes: Haven’t heard from you yet

Pineapples: sorry charles, im busy

Four Eyes: I’ve already got plans, sorry

Mr Grapes: That’s alright!

-

Dance Squad

[04:57pm, Saturday]

Charlese: That’s weird right?

G-Hive: definitely

Scary: you two have fun

G-Hive: @Charlese ill meet u at sals in 30?

Charlese: Yep!

-

“We have got to find a new dinner spot” Amy whispers to Jake across the table who’s giggling.

“Aw but I like Sal’s” He whispers back, their chins nearly touching the table as they duck from view.

“Probably on us that we assumed Gina and Charles wouldn’t come here” Jake continued with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Yeah, that’s definitely on us. What do we do?” Amy asked anxiously.

“What do you mean?”

“They’re here, we’re here, they don’t know about us. What do we do?”

“Sneak out the side door and pretend we were never here?” Jake suggested with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

“Sure, let’s do it” Amy agreed, a small smile returning to her face.

The two of them got up quickly, Jake grabbing Amy’s hand and dragging her out of the diner quickly behind him. She had her bag slung over her shoulder and was carrying her scarf, not having had a moment to put it on yet.

Once they were out the door and walking down the street the two of them laughed as Amy finally wrapped her scarf around her neck. Jake took Amy’s arm and linked it with his, holding her close as they walked down the snow lined streets.

“We’ve gotta find somewhere else to get dinner now” Jake brought up after they’d been walking for a few minutes with no real destination in mind.

“How would you feel about pizza?” Amy asked with a smile, knowing exactly how Jake would feel about pizza.

“Dumb question Ames, I know just the place”

He redirected them, crossing the street and turning a corner while Amy simply followed his lead. Once there they ordered and got their pizza, they laughed about their escape from Sal’s again and Jake filled Amy in on the ongoing Sasha drama after she overheard Gina mention it.

They finished their pizza and hung around in the shop for a little while longer, ignoring their phones and everything outside the door. As far as Jake was concerned, right now the world existed in the pizza shop, sitting across the table from him.

It was only when the owner of the shop politely told them he was going to be closing soon did they leave – leaving behind a nice tip for having stayed so long – walking arm in arm slowly back towards campus under the light of the street lamps. Amy could tell Jake was trying to delay saying goodbye to her, and if Amy was honest with herself she didn’t want to say goodbye either.

They stopped at the usual split in their path, this section of the sidewalk held so many memories and emotions that Amy couldn’t believe it had all happened in less than a year. The two of them hugged for probably too long, they were clingy for a few day-old relationship but Amy never wanted it to stop.

“Come back to my dorm with me?” Jake asked her quietly, breath brushing against Amy’s ear in a way that made her skin tingle, “If you want” he added, giving her an out.

“I want to”

It was an easy decision, and one she didn’t regret at all.

-

DDC

[10:28am, Sunday]

G: messaging to check on u bc i havent heard from u in nearly 24 hours

Jacob: im fine g

G: alright G: how r u feeling?

Jacob: great!

G: cool

-

Dance Squad

[10:32am, Sunday]

G-Hive: something happened

Scary: context?

G-Hive: somethings happened with jake

Charlese: Proof?

G-Hive: 1 image attachment G-Hive: says hes great before noon on a sunday G-Hive: i think tf not

Scary: weak

Charlese: Yeah it’s not a super strong argument

G-Hive: ugh honestly you two

Charlese: I’m starting to give up on them honestly Charlese: If it hasn’t happened by now it won’t ever happen

G-Hive: r u serious charles!!! G-Hive: ur not serious

Charlese: Okay I’m not 100% giving up

Scary: i have

Charlese: What??

Scary: my betting day has passed and i either get it exact or i lose Scary: i’m not winning on a technicality

G-Hive: what about the prize money???

Scary: we just don’t pay out?

Charlese: Damn, this is a sad way to end it

G-Hive: HEY! my bet is still ongoing

Scary: you’re seriously gonna hold out hope??

G-Hive: unlike SOME people i dont back down from a bet

Scary: ugh fine i’m still in

G-Hive: YES

Charlese: Okay I’m still in!! you just caught me in a moment of weakness

G-Hive: lovely lovely G-Hive: time to go get proof

-

DDC

[10:51am, Sunday]

G: where r u???

Jacob: my dorm why???

G: i feel like ur lying

Jacob: im not lying gina Jacob: why would i lie about that

G: idk but ill find out

Jacob: u do that

G: ill ask amy where u r

Jacob: amy will just tell u to ask me

G: we will see

-

Girls Girls Girls

[10:55am, Sunday]

Gina: @Amy do u know where jake is??

Amy: I don’t know, probably in his dorm? Amy: He’s probably still sleeping

Gina: hmm okay

-

DDC

[10:57am, Sunday]

G: i still dont believe you

Jacob: 1 image attachment Jacob: what about now??

G: u couldve taken that pic anytime

Jacob: i just took it now

G: ugh fine

-

Girls Girls Girls

[11:03am, Sunday]

Gina: @Amy can u send me a pic of the cover of that book u recommended the other day

Amy: You have never asked for a book recommendation and I don’t believe you that you’re starting now

Gina: u and jake talking about me???

Amy: WHY would Jake and I be talking about you??

Gina: u tell me????

Amy: You are in a mood this morning

Rosa: tell me about it

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[11:07am, Sunday]

Queen G: i have had ENOUGH Queen G: @Four Eyes @Pineapples explain urselves

Four Eyes: What do I have to explain???

Pineapples: i am also confused as to what i need to explain

Queen G: one or both of u are lying to me Queen G: dodging questions and such

Four Eyes: Good god you need to go outside or something

Queen G: i will NOT be made out to be crazy

Pineapples: then stop acting like it girl

Queen G: where r u both right NOW???

Pineapples: in my dorm Pineapples: in bed if u want specifics

Four Eyes: I’m in my dorm, at my desk to be specific

Queen G: take a pic of ur desk rn

Four Eyes: I’m not entertaining this

Queen G: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH Queen G: im gonna figure it out

RoRo: maybe let it go gina

Mr Grapes: Gotta agree with Rosa

Queen G: ugh fine

-

Dance Squad

[02:35pm, Monday]

G-Hive: im following jake and amy this afternoon G-Hive: who wants to join

Charlese: I’ve got nothing better to do

Scary: this is the last time i’ll entertain you

G-Hive: it wont even be long G-Hive: ill be able to tell if theyre together or not immediately G-Hive: meet me in the courtyard

Charlese: On my way!

Scary: coming

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[02:48pm, Monday]

Ferris: heads up rosa gina and charles are following me to the library Ferris: theyre doing a bad job

Cameron: Hahaha okay

Ferris: should we have some fun with them?

Cameron: We absolutely should

-

Jake made his way to the library happily, lighter than air and excited to see Amy again. When he walked into the library she hadn’t noticed him yet but as soon as Jake saw her he couldn’t stop the smile spreading from ear to ear.

Amy finally noticed him as he approached the table, a matching smile gracing her face, and it took everything in Jake to hold back kissing her as soon as he was sat down next to her. They kept their conversation casual and work focused, it felt like before they were together when the two of them were dancing around whatever was happening between them.

After some subtle searching of the library by taking looks around at random intervals he was able to spot Gina, Rosa, and Charles at a table nearby. They were pretending to be engrossed in one book between the three of them and doing a bad job, Rosa was clearly uninterested but there anyway.

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[03:21pm, Monday]

Ferris: three musketeers sitting at a table near the computers Ferris: doing a terrible job at hiding

Cameron: I’m not even surprised Cameron: What did Gina expect to discover?

Ferris: probs us together

Cameron: Nosiest friends ever

Ferris: haha tell me about it

-

“This is boring, they’re clearly not together” Rosa was annoyed.

“But what if they are and they’re just playing it down?” Gina argued back.

“If they were together we’d know by now” Charles now joined in.

“God this is ridiculous” Gina threw her arms up in frustration, “I just need them to kiss or something”

“Go ask them” Rosa suggested slightly sarcastically.

Gina fixed Rosa with a look that made Charles want to shrink in on himself, feeling grateful he hadn’t crossed either of them.

“We could just wait for them to tell us?” He suggested in hopes of stopping Gina and Rosa’s staring match.

“Fine” Gina agreed begrudgingly.

Gina was the one to get up first, followed by Rosa and then once they started walking away Charles quickly followed, not wanting to be left behind.

-

Jake saw movement out of the corner of his eye, catching his attention he looked up to see Rosa, Gina and Charles all making a hasty exit from the library and he smiled knowing he and Amy had been able to bore them into leaving.

Once their friends had left the library he leaned over and gave Amy a quick peck on the cheek, startling her out of her concentration where she looked at Jake with surprised.

“What abo-“ She began before Jake cut her off.

“They just left”

Amy let out a laugh before placing a hand on the side of Jake’s face, he leaned into it with a content sigh. Jake then reached up to lightly grab Amy’s wrist, keeping her hand in place as he twisted his head to plant another kiss on her palm.

“You can’t distract me like that” Amy said quietly, trying to be teasing but sounding more breathless.

“Sorry” Jake had apologized but didn’t sound one bit sorry, returning to his work with a satisfied smirk.

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[06:25pm, Wednesday]

Queen G: sasha is having a party on sat so im absolutely going Queen G: anyone else in??

Mr Grapes: Oh definitely! Mr Grapes: Do you know if she invited Sam or Matt?

Queen G: she invited both of them and its most of the reason i wanna go

Mr Grapes: It’s self sabotage at this point

RoRo: ill go if it means watching sashas life implode lol

Pineapples: ill be there

Four Eyes: Yeah I’ll go too

Queen G: im so proud of all of u Queen G: so like are you guys team sam, team matt, or team sasha

Charles: I’m team Anne! She’s been messed around

Queen G: so true charles

-

It was the first time they’d hung out as a whole group since Jake and Amy had gotten together and hiding their relationship was more difficult than Jake had anticipated. He wanted to hold her hand in the back of the uber and put his arm around her shoulders as they walked into the party but couldn’t do any of it.

That was until they split up after playing some small drinking games together, Jake immediately asked Amy if she wanted to dance and she couldn’t have said yes quick enough. He assumed his friends were off finding the drama, Gina and Rosa probably on the hunt for people to flirt with while Charles waited for Genevieve to arrive soon.

Once he and Amy had reached the dance floor her pulled her close, bodies pressed up against one another – he wasn’t wasting a single moment keeping her at a distance. They danced together in the way Jake wished they could’ve on New Years, and it was the most fun he’d had at a party in a while.

So much fun that he leaned down to kiss Amy hard, brain slightly foggy after the alcohol they’d had so far, but pleased when Amy leaned into it. The kiss became intense as they abandoned any illusion that they were dancing.

Finally Jake pulled away with heavy breaths, leaning down to whisper into Amy’s ear.

“Bathroom”

She nodded furiously and followed closely behind when Jake grabbed her hand and dragged her away from the dance floor.

-

Queen Gina Linetti @g-hive01

i love being right #calledit #sashasparty

[11:08pm, Saturday]

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Jimmy Jabbers

[10:47am, Sunday]

Queen G: i think its time we talk about the elephant in the room

Pineapples: what?

Queen G: this has gone on long enough

RoRo: gina what are you doing

Mr Grapes: Don’t do something you’ll regret

Queen G: i have no regrets in life Queen G: including this Queen G: @Four Eyes @Pineapples you two like each other and you need to work it out before I start prematurely aging

RoRo: gina!!

Mr Grapes: We agreed we weren’t gonna meddle and this is beyond that!

Queen G: deafening silence from the culprits themselves

Pineapples: way to make things awkward g…

Four Eyes: Wait, you guys ‘agreed to not meddle’? What does that mean?

Queen G: dw about that Queen G: do u have anything to say for urselves??

Pineapples: gina what did u see???

Queen G: u know exactly what i saw at exactly 11 last night

Four Eyes: Shit

Pineapples: my b ames

Four Eyes: Takes two

Pineapples: if its any comfort gina that bathroom wasnt as romantic as u would imagine

Queen G: i didnt think it would be

Four Eyes: Aw don’t say that babe, I thought it was perfectly respectable

Pineapples: dont lie to me

Four Eyes: Sorry haha

Mr Grapes: Wait wait wait wait Mr Grapes: You just called him babe

Four Eyes: Oops

Pineapples: gina caught us so theres no point keeping secret

Four Eyes: Yes Jake and I are together

Mr Grapes: Greatest day of my life not joking

RoRo: good for u

Queen G: u guys will NEVER make me seem crazy ever again so help me god Queen G: i was fucking RIGHT

RoRo: for reasons you don’t need to know RoRo: when did this start?

Pineapples: last wednesday Pineapples: why?

RoRo: i’m $100 richer

Mr Grapes: Damn

Queen G: ah shit…

Four Eyes: Can’t believe you guys bet on us!

Pineapples: i can

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Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[11:40am, Sunday]

Ferris changed Cameron’s nickname to Ames Ferris changed their name to Dread Pirate Jake Dread Pirate Jake changed the group chat name to As You Wish

Ames: Aw I’ll miss the Ferris Bueller theme

Dread Pirate Jake: that was for when we were friends Dread Pirate Jake: needed to change now that youre my giirrllfriend

Ames: Haha fair enough Ames: Meet outside to go get lunch together?

Dread Pirate Jake: as u wish my lady <3

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Dance Squad

[11:40am, Sunday]

Scary: I’ll take my $100 in cash

Charlese: I don’t even care about losing money I’m so happy for them

G-Hive: you will never make a fool out of me again

Scary: sure sure Scary: now pay up

Chap 1 | Chap 2 | Chap 3 | Chap 4 | Chap 5 | Chap 6 | Chap 7 | Chap 8 | Chap 9 | Chap 10

authors note: Oh my god, I can't believe its all done and over.

This is the longest piece of writing I've done so far, what started out as a silly little text fic idea that I wanted to do just to 'not waste a concept' turned into something that I've loved writing and am beyond proud of. I'm sorry there was a bit of a wait between chapters in the middle there but I hope the speedy release of the ending made up for it! Thank you so so much to everyone who commented and left kudos, you guys kept me motivated and excited to write this fic. Shout out to my friends both irl and online (none of whom will see this lol), you guys consistently provide me wonderful content to use in my writing lol (for this chapter it was: "wouldn't you like to know, soup boy")

Thanks again for reading my lil fanfic, I hope you enjoyed it <3

[xoluvx]

hello my loveeee! I was the one that had a little query i need some help on. Thank u for hearing me out, okay it’s a long one so STRAP IN (not the smut kind HAHA) alrighty Welp here goes

I’m in love. And I’m in love with someone I can’t have. Last year I met this girl, she’s way older than me and is already in a committed relationship for years. But anyway. I Met her at work, she originally trained me up to do my job and then we bumped into eachother at a convention. Since that day we became friends and regularly (monthly and sometimes weekly) planned to see eachother. Eventually she left her job and moved to another role in the organisation so I still got to see her. Anyway, then we did a big group activity with another friend of hers and I had another friend of mine, but i told her I missed her cos i didn’t get a chance to talk properly. AnywYs, few months go by, still the same stuff happening it’s going fine. Altho She had some serious health issues with her family earlier in the year and I told her I was there for her if she needed ANYTHING. And then July comes by. Man. I probably had one of the worst weeks in July, and I didn’t even tell her half of it. She didn’t even ONCE say “oh I’m so sorry to hear about this I hope you’re ok, or NOTHING”,. Eventually I updated her on one thing and she was like “you did good”. THE HECK? Then she made me a beanie (she loves to crochet) as a token of support. But after that? NOTHING. We’ve barely texted, our next organised day to see eachother isn’t till THE END OF OCTOBER AND I ASKED FOR OUR NEXT ACTIVITY DAY BACK IN THE MIDDLE OF AUGUST. ITS A TWO MONTH WAIT, R U KIDDING. And now she’s hanging out with the same friend we did our big group activity with along with her partner. She met this other friend before I came along and they’ve known eachother for years. And I’m VERY aware of it. Bht I get so jealous every time they post shit together because a year ago that was me. I just don’t understand where it all went wrong. I have one bad week and it’s like i always need to be happy otherwise I’m no ‘use’ to her. I’m barely in my 20s. She hasn’t even reached out to say she ‘misses me’ like she used to. Reciprocation is non existent.

’ve been so blinded by her, and fueled my fantasy of her that when i take the rose coloured glasses off i CANT Even fathom the true person she actually is. She’s still that person I was in awe of at the start, but picking up on things she says and does makes me raise eyebrows, and frankly it breaks my heart because it hurts so much. It hurts so so much. She played me like I’m a fool and I was so blindly infatuated with her. She was also really touchy felt too, we held hands and hugged all the time. I had never had that with a friend before.

She opened my eyes up to affection I had never had, i wrote her letters on her birthday, gave her gifts, chocolates and food. I had NEVER done that for anyone else that fast in my life. I even purposelfully made myself stay up late for her till 1-2am just so I could message her cos I knew she’d be up at that hour. And I’m so scared that I might be losing her after falling down the rabbit hole. Y’all I was so careful. I WAS SO SO CAREFUL AT THE START. BC I KNEW WHAT I WAS GETTING INTO. And then she just drew me in only to spit me back out. And I feel awful. I feel like a dickhesd for falling in love with a girl that only broke my heart more. I don’t know how I’m supposed to get out of it.

Thanks for reading this, I’d love anyone’s advice and thoughts. I love you x

dear anon that fell in love with someone they can't have,

this was a doozy. when i tell you i went through every emotion-

first, this isn't your fault. you physically cannot control who you fall for. no matter how careful you are. especially considering this person led you on and made you feel like there might've been a chance at something more.

second, you have to set boundaries with this person. maybe that means cutting back on your monthly activities little by little.

i think everything happens for a reason and everything has a purpose in the longer scheme of life. some people are meant to just be in your life for a short time. it seems like this is the case. you shouldn't stall your life because of this person.

i know this is all so much easier said than done, but it's time to move on with your life even if it means leaving her in the past. your heart will heal, but you will never get those years you've spent pinning over a person who could care less about your well-being.

i love you. thank you for sharing with me and trusting me.

calling all my babies - additional advice is welcomed 💖

[verdantcrimson]

Lotus and Vows - 2

Writer: Umeda Chitose

Season: Autumn

TL: verdantcrimson

(Unproofread)

1 | 2

Kuro: —Well, she knew she was comin’ to the temple. As expected of the little miss, she didn’t bring her worldly desires here with her ♪

Keito: Kiryu. You- When did you- Anzu, don’t you start nodding your head in agreement over there either. What are you trying to accomplish by admitting to the fact that you’re harboring worldly desires?

Souma: Anzu-dono is quite earnest ♪ Even so, thinking of the ‘Quarrel Festival’ makes me quite nostalgic. That time, with the second half of the-

Keito: Kanzaki, don’t bring that ordeal up again. That one isn’t a flowery memory to be reminiscing about.

Keito: More importantly, now that both of you have returned, I’d like to hear what you two have to say about my ‘Special Outfit.’

Keito: Anzu has provided me with many designs… Honestly, many of them seem appealing, so I’m finding it difficult to settle on just one.

Kuro: Hm, just one… Just one? All of this, from here to here are all costume ideas. Little miss sure wrote down a whole bunch.

Souma: U~umu. All of these costume designs are wonderful indeed, so it is quite troublesome to decide, but if I had to choose just one…

Souma: Judging by Hasumi-dono’s expression, I think that this ‘peiji’ is good.

Kuro: I’m with Kanzaki here. I know ya said you’d listen to our opinion, but ya really like the design on this page the best, don’tcha, danna?

Keito: … How could you tell?

Kuro: Cause, Hasumi, you’re the type to let it show on your face. I could tell you’d pick it by the way you were lookin’ at the sketchbook.

Keito: … Haah. You saw right through me with ease. Clearly, I haven't been training myself enough.

Keito: Both of them were right. I'd like to use this particular design, Anzu.

Keito: Then let's proceed with this, that's right... Anzu, is it alright if I add a few more things to the design I requested?

Keito: That being said, it's difficult to act when being watched so expectantly. Incorrigible...

Souma: Though he says such, Hasumi-dono continues to write with fluid and clean strokes. Such impressive skill is difficult not to admire.

Kuro: Ya did it, little miss. Ya got a note from the 'sensei' you're a big fan of…. ♪

Keito: ... Hm, that's pretty much it. I know I said I'd only add a few more things, but I'm sorry, I ended up asking for a lot more than I had anticipated.

Keito: You say you'll do your best—

Keito: Well, that's a good answer. If you insist that you'll be able to do it all, I'll keep my mouth shut and let you work.

Keito: ... You've always been like that, I think. No matter what I do or say to you, you still maintain the same positive attitude.

Keito: I know it sounds strange hearing it from me, but because I'm such a nag and I drone on and on... To be perceived so positively, it feels odd.

Souma: ? But I feel similarly. I do not dislike Hasumi-dono's lectures.

Souma: To preach is to teach. To a boorish and inexperienced person such as myself, the words of Hasumi-dono, which provide guidance, are nothing but kindness to me.

Souma: Fufu. I am certain Anzu-dono shares the sentiment, correct? Because Hasumi-dono is a kind person.

Keito: .... Is- Is that so...

Kuro: Haha, you feelin' embarrassed cuz of 'em? You're trippin over your words, Danna ♪

Keito: Oh, so you think this is funny, Kiryu? Then I suppose you wouldn't mind if I gave you a long lecture.

Kuro: Whoops, spare me.

Keito: Seriously...

Keito: We've decided on which design proposal to use as a base. Kiryu and Kanzaki are back from their walk too, so they're probably hungry.

Keito: Let's have lunch. I'll prepare it, all of you come help me.

[After lunch]

Keito: —Anzu, a moment please.

Keito: I was telling my parents about why you, the 'Producer' had come to visit. While explaining, I also told them about the 'Special Outfit'.

Keito: They didn't seem to take issue with it, but my parents are allergic to minding their own business, apparently.

Keito: They told me that they had some Kimono lying around that may be of some use. If it interests you, would you like to take a look?

Keito: ... Got it, I'll show you them later. Though you'll likely be receiving more help from my mother than from me, It might be good to have some company.

Keito: …Hm. What, why are you smiling?

Keito: We get along well with eachother...? Well, yes we do. My family is very supportive of my decision to leave the mountain and work on my idol activities.

Keito: Had I remained in the temple, I would have just been a nuisance... I'm grateful to my parents for being understanding of the profession that their child chose.

Keito: I mustn't forget to be thankful to the people in my life that understood and supported me no matter what.

Keito: ... Not just my family, but Kiryu and Kanzaki as well. Being an idol, there have been numerous moments that have made me think to perservere.

Keito: Because the two of them follow me, because they both walk alongside me. I can continue to exist as the leader of 'Akatsuki' without faltering.

Keito: When I look at both of their faces on the stage... When I go home and see the faces of my family...

Keito: I haven't reached this stage by myself. In order to repay the support and encouragement I've received, I must reach higher. Those are my feelings.

Keito: ... Did I catch you off guard by talking like this?

Keito: Anzu, you'll be making my 'Special outfit'. I thought it might be possible to incorporate my personal feelings as an idol into this costume, so I made an attempt to tell them to you.

Keito: When I put my arms through the sleeves of the finished costume... I'd like to reciprocate your support for the same reasons I just mentioned.

Keito: ... Hm? Why are you nervously holding out your sketchbook towards me?

Keito: You came up with a new drawing based on my requests? Fufu, you work quickly.

Keito: (... Hm. This new design proposal is drawn well. It has everything I asked for.)

Keito: ( —And these, Lotus flowers)

Keito: (To be like a lotus that blooms beautifully, even in muddied waters... I know it's ridiculous of me to wish for such a thing.)

Keito: (In this world of showbiz, swirling with conspiracy, I won't be stained. While remaining true to myself, I shall bloom like a flower. As an idol, I shall continue to grow.)

Keito: (Just as I had vowed to Anzu.. For the sake of other people, and by extension, for my own sake. This flower is proof of my wish.)

Keito: ... Ah, sorry. I was just admiring the quality of the work you produced in such a short time.

Keito: Anzu. I look forward to the completion of the 'Special Outfit' that you've created.

[END]

[posebean]

Sometimes I remember that Ken legit told Aizou that he had been wanting to tell Arisa that they’re siblings since he wants to marry her and I go into tears <3333

I THINK ABOUT TOO I THINK ABOUT THAT SO MUCHHH

one (1) good thing to come out of herot*ru

also technically arisa already knows!!! (thank u hanipre. ily. u will be missed) its silly and they clowned on ken when they were interacting in that one story but weeps i need more arisa aizou interaction sobs like its all aizou watching ken change and how arisa is like one of the girls he doesn't mind because he can see how much his brother has grown

sorry anon im going to drag samishigariya into here (would they be samishigariya quartet? shibasaki family?? idk but they make me so :))) ) ill put it under read more but youve just unlocked my deep samishigariya quartet feelings again

samishigariya is both brothers lore, going over how they were close, grew apart, and then see how one person changed the other

honeyworks is seriouslly sleeping on prime content that i would devour whole and especially now that hanipre is shutting down there's even less of a chance for them to interact and have more core character development </3

but i REALLY love the potential in dynamics between all four of them ( Ken, Aizou, Arisa, Yujiro((+kuro and YUJIRO KITTY. YUJIRO KITTY BECOME REAL))

i guess this is why i really love the roleswap me and lisi concocted, and u can kinda see it as a recurring topic in my fics haha but i just think they'll all get along really well

like here are the canon relationships established by haniwa:

Aizou and Ken: two brothers that used to be close, fell apart because of their family falling apart, have been slowly piecing their bond back bit by bit

Ken and Arisa: two people that never thought they would fall in love!! ken being the type of person arisa hated!!!!! arisa being very different from the usual girls ken messed around with; tthey're different, but end up loving each other so much! it's a little messy, but they're working through it at their own pace. its nothing like ken's previous relatioships, but it makes him so happy aizou and yujiro: two idols that absolutely HATED each other at the start, forced to work together! but they realized that they really weren't that different, and had the same dream! and they care SO much about each other!!! though they're bad at showing it , haha . taking it from aizou himself, yujiro taught him what love was :')

aizou and arisa: these are mostly hanipre / one scene from the novels but!! aizou approves of arisa :) and they even laugh together and tease ken!!!! theyre literally already sibligns he's already accepted his sister in law sobsssfjsf

yujiro and arisa/ken: also hanipre exclusive, yujiro sees arisa and ken and thinks that that's the type of relationship that he would want..

but what if!!!!!! what if haniwa pushed the samishigariya quartet more!!!!!!!!!!! think of what we can have!!!!!!!!!

think of arisa!!! resident narumi sena superfan!! ken brings her home and aizou is there with yujiro writing a song or smt and instead of fangirling over them being idols or treating them differently she just treats them like normal students!!!! i think about big sis arisa soooo much like normally aiyuu are really against girls and think they're shallow because literally everyone and their mom is always praising them at school because theyre bigshot idols and then there is arisa, treating them like shibasaki aizou and someya yujiro, and not as aizou and yujiro from lipxlip. (like she literally calls aizou shibasaki-kun's little brother aizou or something close to that, and we KNOW that she's a narumi sena superfan so she most definitely knows who aizou actually is but she still chooses to call him based on his relation to her shibasaki :)). she also doesn't use her knowing them at all doesnt flaunt it or use them to get to sena

like ahh i like to imagine that aiyuu look up to her like a big sister figure (even though shes shorter lmfao) she's very kind and also manages to control the mess that is shibasaki ken i think they'll admire her for that and omg imagine them working together and asking sena for a favor for arisa like they go out of their way to make their big sister figure happy breaks down crying ueeueeuhsnje

ok now this is just me rambling haha but also imagine ken and yujiro.... they make fun of aizou toggether and ken tells yujiro what aizou was like as a child and they laugh evilly

and and and ad na yujiro and arisa mostly being quiet but in comfort? sometimes they see their shibasaki's being idiots and in unison exasperatedly sigh. i think their dynamic would be amazing. cat-like people 4ever.

sorry that this is so long but i love the shibasakis so much and you're so right anon ken's absolutely fallen and him wanting to ask aizou so he can let arisa know is so so important to me like its essentially asking aizou to let arisa into their family...... and aizou accepting her wholeheartedly sobsssbfhjknfsdl

so yea honeyworks realyl should make that samishigariya another story. i will die for it. arisa and yujiro arent siblings? u are wrong. not by blood but by bond. they are to me. siblingsisms so true.

[ibhnubyeejyuavzoo]

November 1, 2024

I haven't been in contact with E since she left to Oregon with her boyfriend. For obvious reason. But I wonder how she is feeling. I literally just confessed my feelings to her. I crashed so hard haha. I was really suprised by her respond after as well. Confused me alot and suprised me alot. I wonder how she is doing, because I cannot stop thinking about our conversation. I go instagram and I see she posted a picture of herself with the song Cinnamon by Lana Del Ray. The lyrics of the song said "There's things I wanna say to you But I'll just let you live." I was wondering if she was speaking to me. So I posted a picture on my story and I used the song Back to U by Slander. Using the lyrics "So maybe I should put my heart out on the table and fuck it if it breaks. And maybe I've been hiding from what I'm afraid of." Eventually when I got back on instagram E liked my story. So later that day she posted another selfie. I liked it as well. So later that night when I was working. I was listening to a song from drake marvin room. Suddenly, I get a text from E at 12;26am on November 2. I was so surprised. First thought was she has been thinking about me just like how I have too. I texted back. But it was a quick talk. She said she had to go and have a good day at work. I left her on read. I continue working and trying not to think so much about it. At 1:01am, I received a call from her. I picked and I heard her beautiful voice. I asked she had something to tell me, but she said had nothing. I was like okay. I hear voices come closer to her. She told me she had to go. So she hung up. I was so flustered. I was happy she did texted me and called. I was like damn she really misses me. I really missed her alot. I thought she would had waited a few more hours to text me and call me. I finish my shift of work. I came home and I knew she was gonna call me sooner or later. I was waitng fo it. I just knew she would call. I couldn't wait. She finally called and we talked. It was really nice hearin her voice after not being able to talk to her for the past days. E had a Bachelorette party to go, once she left I left to go to her sister house. I remember see E on facebook call with her sister. She look so lovely. We texted each other. She told me she had a few drinks. I was worried, because she had a long drive home and she usually can't take alcohol. I was hoping to leave the same as her so we could talk on the phone. But I took awhile. Once I got to my car I called her and we talked. I don't remember much as well. We both were buzzed. She was tired as well. But I ended up confessing more of my feelings for her. I remember E saying do you think it is because you miss me? I told her I do miss you. She replied back by saying I miss you too. I miss you alot actually. Broo that hit so hard. I was felt like the luckiest dude in the world. She eventually fell asleep.

[another-random-object-show]

Author's Note: I had to write this like 3 times over verbaitm because Tumblr wouldn't let me upload it. I'm annoyed.

ANOTHER RANDOM OBJECT SHOW

SEASON 1, EPISODE 6: Greetings from Mount Frigid!

Mime and Paperplates were throwing pebbles and sticks at Period out of boredom.

“...what are you two doing?” Starry asked. “Assaulting someone! :-)” Paperplates replied. “...but… why?” She continued. “F U N . “ Mime replied to the best of its abilities. “I don’t think that’s neither fun for the receiver, nor legal–”

“Uck! Funkiller, go talk with Phantom.” Paperplates groaned, cutting Starry off.

“PAPERPLATES! STOP THAT!” Phantom yelled at the two, causing them to scatter like mice.

Starry thought for a second, before saying— “I’m sure they’re good-hearted, after all, they ARE just kids.”

“Yeah, well if I don’t discipline them NOW, they’re gonna be a mess LATER.” Phantom groaned.

Cloudy, with Hangman inside of her, who then popped out using his rope asked– “like us when elimination time comes?”

“What?” Phantom asked. “We’d never lose! We’re on a winning streak.” Phantom said. “Anddddd he jinxed it.” Hangman said to Cloudy. “We HAVE to lose eventually, whether it be NOW or after The Merge.” Hangman now swung infront of Phantom.

"So make a choice Phantom, who's going home first?" Hangman said, before hovering away with Cloudy.

Meanwhile, Sunny, Period, Mime and Paerplates played as Moony watched over them, Starry approached, but before she could speak, was cut off by Lunartic saying– “MOONY! Get to making FOOD! Dumbass!” resulting in Starry walking the opposite direction, and Moony walking off to ask The Gourd for the supplies for a Sandwich.

GyroGyro joined in on entertaining the children, while Exclaimation Mark and Question Mark spoke about Heart and Star.

“Couldn’t they pose a threat post-merge?” Question Mark said.

“Yeah, but… oh jeeze, maybe we should planning– what if we lose again? WHO WOULD WE VOTE FOR?! LUNARTIC’S SO CONTROLLING, HE MIGHT AS WELL—”

“CALM IT!” Question Mark told Exclaimy. “It’s nothing to panic about, and besides, Lunartic IS the next one going home. We CAN’T just expect him to behave like this and NOT get in trouble.”

Star and Heart were also planning nearby, before Penta appeared to note to them— “If you leave the challenges to me, I could probably just get us to safety EVERY time.” Penta said.

“Good plan, Penty!” Heart said sulturly. “Not like I needed more work anyways.” Star noted as he put his hand around Heart’s waist and walked away with her. “...we get Star out, he’s obviously the leader here, so if we get him out, the alliance will topple.” Penta told House. “Agreed, we have a plan.” House said.

“Alright children! Have a sandwich!” Moony calls for Sunny, Mime, Paperplates, and Period. “You too.” She grudgingly says towards Lunartic.

After the children finished their sandwiches, The Gourd called for the Teams to get back together.

“THE 6TH CHALLENGE IS!” The Gourd hovered his hands over some trees, before uprooting them to reveal a mountain about 17,500 feet in height and 13,110 in width. “A TWO-PARTER! IN THE FIRST HALF, YOU MUST CLIMB UP MOUNT. FRIGID WITH EVERY TEAM MEMBER! IN THE SECOND HALF, YOU WILL HAVE TO SNOWBOARD DOWN WITH ALL MEMBERS ON A SINGLE SNOWBOARD!” The Gourd now clicked a timer, which went off. “GO!”

Teams began to walk towards their route, Team FUN! decided on climbing the mountain, Team “What?” decided to follow the less-than-ideal Tour Route, and The Masquerade decided upon using a secret cave they spotted under the tunnel.

Mime and Cloudy decided to begin some conversation. “...so.. what’s it like being a shapeshifter?” Cloudy asked as Hangman and Phantom lit two Torches to light the cave. “HORRIBLE! HAHA! Y’KNOW, IT’S A CONSTANT BATTLE!” Mime said through his barely usable mouth. “I’m constantly melting, and anytime I transform into a limbless person, I have to contort my arms into horrific shapes that snap and bend my body! ISN’T THAT JUST FUN..?!” Mime said as Lunartic. “...is that your real shape?” Cloudy asked Mime just as he snapped back into his form. “...” Mime walked with The Masquerade, alongside Cloudy.

It looked at the waters inside the cave and said— “...I don't know.” Mime said. “It FEELS like me. I FEEL like Mime, but…” he shapeshifted into Phantom, then Paperplates, then Sunny, then Moony, then Cuby and Triangula. It landed on itself again, where it said— “...I don't know if I’m MEANT to be Mime. Am I… even… Mime?” It said as Phantom looked back at Mime, causing Comedy, Tragedy and Paperplates to pause too. “...It’s not about what you're MEANT to be.” Phantom walked to him, placing the torch down. “...but I’m MIME! I’m MEANT to support you guys! I’m… y’know?” Mime said. “...I never said that you need to constantly please me.” Phantom told Mime. “...Mime, when you look at yourself, your reflection, your goop, whatever… what do you see?” Phantom asked. “...I’m Mime, a freak of nature that's barely even able to figure himself out, if he’s even a him.” Mime said. “...what do you THINK you are, if not a him?” Phantom said. “...and… you may be a freak of nature, but you're MY freak of nature.” He patted Mime, resulting in Mime looking at the small lake of Cold Cave Water and saying— “I’m Mime, a freak of nature that’s Genderless, and I’m gonna win this contest with the rest of The Masquerade.” Mime said, looking down at its own reflection. “Feel better?” Cloudy asked. “HELL YEAH! LET’S GO!” Mime then realized— “Oh goddamnit, Hangman went far ahead of us!” It groaned as Phantom picked up the Torch and led Cloudy, Paperplates, Mine, Comedy and Tragedy out of the cave.

Meanwhile, on the surface, Team “What” was planning something. Heart and Star followed behind Penta and House, planning— “If we lose, we need to get House out, he’d be too much of a threat in the future.” Star told Heart. “Mhm! Penta’s easy, we could get people to turn on him in, a, FLASH, House though? Tsk! Inter-Team Minglers always make it so far ahead, and for NO reason? like, hello! We’re here to WIN! Not make friends!” Heart said. “EXACTLY! God! People are so easy on these shows.” Star said, the two went quiet for a moment before Heart said— “...so we have sex behind a bush?” causing Star to say “After the contest, I’m hungry for your pu—”

and on the surface of the Mountain, Team FUN! was climbing. “Loonie! Slow… down!” Moony said, slipping up as Lunartic left then behind. “We’ll meet you guys at the summit!” Question Mark said, now taking Period and Exclamation Mark with her.

“...hey, look! Isn't that someone from The Masquerade? :D” Sunny said as Starry grabbed onto the side of the flat area Moony and Sunny were on. “GOD THIS MOUNTAIN IS HUGE—” Starry coughed. “You're—” Moony said, shocked, before Sunny lunged at Starry for a hug, saying— “STARRY!! AEAEAEAEEAEEEEEEAAAÆÆAIISIENAPAISPSIS I MISSED YOU!!!” He hugged her TIGHTLY. “Yes, yes. Sunny, where’s…?” Sunny immediately answered with “He’s at the summit, he left us because we were Weak and Pathetic! :D” Sunny said excitedly. “..ah. Sunny, how about you leave with your friend?” Starry said about GyroGyro. “OK! Gyro, let’s go!! ^^” Sunny stopped as GyroGyro began howling. “GyroGyro says that he won't leave because you don't have a rope to climb with, so he'll take you! :D” Sunny said. “Oh. Alright, give me and Moony a moment.” Starry said, now turning and whispering to Moony as GyroGyro and Sunny played. “Moony, I’m sorry for—” Moony cut her off. “I forgive you.” Moony said. “...I haven't even—” Starry was cut off once again. “If it's about the… OTHERS… then I’m not angry. I NEVER was angry.” Moony told Starry. “Lunartic may still be enraged at you, but I’m not. Sunny has NEVER been mad at you either, he was just scared, that's why he was hugging you and crying.” Moony continued. “...I’m giving you a chance, Starry. Please. Come back?” Moony pleaded.

… “I will.” Starry said as Moony smiled warmly. “Sunny! Let’s go!” Moony said, climbing her rope as GyroGyro grabbed Starry and did the same, simultaneously, Sunny began to climb the last 10 feet as he started ahead of them.

“HANGMAN! You're the first person here! GREAT JOB! Now for the rest of your team to arrive.” The Gourd said as the wind blew. “TEAM FUN!! Everyone on your team’s here! and you even brought STARRY!” The Gourd said as Sunny, Moony, Gyrogyro and Starry rose, with Star yelping at the name “Starry” in the background. “...so, how do we do the second part?” Question Mark asked. “SIMPLE! You guys will slide down the Mountain’s Treacherous 17,500 Feet of Snow, Randomly Scattered Trees, and Rock Ramps, and even THEN, you still have to make sure you slide INTO The Plains, and NOT into the Abandoned Forest! Understood?” The Gourd said. “Yeah yeah, let’s go.” Lunartic said, placing his team on the Snowboard, getting on, and sliding down off a Rock Ramp into the Abandoned Forest.

Team FUN! then reappeared alongside their snowboard, resulting in Lunartic repeating this numerous times.

“ANNNNNDDD! The Masquerade’s here TOO!”

“PEOPLE! WE’RE FALLING BEHIND! PENTA! FLY US THERE!” Star yelled as Penta grabbed Heart and Star, floated to the Summit, then went back down for House and came back.

“WHATTERS, GOTTA GO!!” Star yelled over The Gourd’s explanation, grabbing Heart and House as Penta floated down onto the Snowboard. The board slid down a clear path. “Hey! We’re doing it! We’re—” House joyfully said before Team FUN! slid down, now having GyroGyro in control, alongside The Masquerade. “SHITHSITHSIT!!” Star panicked, GyroGyro slid away from them, so did The Masquerade. “HA! They're gonna hit a tree!” Star said, before he was shot down by a Rock Ramp sending Team “What?” flying.

“WATCH OUT!” Exclaimation Mark said as GyroGyro steered. “Let me take control, you’re gonna CRASH!” Hangman grabbed at Phantom. “CALM DOWN! YOU GUYS ARE ALWAYS FIGHTING!” Tragedy yelled. “Trage-dai, you need to calm down! Alright?” Comedy said.

Meanwhile, on the ground, Team “What?” ended up flying and… SLAM! The Gourd quickly revived House before saying: “Team “What?” is SAFE! Despite House dying, his body made it!”

“LOOK! A CLEARING!” Question Mark pointed out to Gyrogyro, making him steer towards the clearing. “Listen to Comedy, Tragedy! What I do is for the better of us– please understand that!” Phantom said. “and the rest of us aren’t included?! YEAH, RIGHT!” Hangman yelled. “We’re gonna make it! :D” Sunny yelled. “SHUT UP! ALL OF YOU!” Tragedy said, angrily tearing up. “YOU GUYS CAN’T JUST GET ALONG FOR ONE SECOND?! WHAT EVEN HAPPENED?! JUST SHUT UP AND GET OVER IT BEFORE WE–” Tragedy was cut off by Paperplates yelling— “CRASH!!”

The Masquerade’s Board now slid over a bump, causing it to become Verticle, before hitting a tree at immense amounts of force, causing it to snap in half and split the team into two.

However, they didn't make it into The Plains, sliding into the Abandoned Forest, while Team FUN! was able to slide into The Plains, making The Gourd yell “TEAM FUN! IS SAFE! No mercy for The Masquerade.”

“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!” Hangman yelled. “It is. but it is also Your’s. Sigh. I keep my vote.” Phantom says, before speaking to The Masquerade. “Guys, we need to get rid of Comedy.” Hangman said. “How come?” Cloudy asked. “If we get Comedy away from Tragedy, he’ll side with US!” Hangman said. “...alright.” Starry sighed.

Meanwhile, Comedy joked— “I’m gonna vote for myself to see what happens!” Resulting in Tragedy stating— “Comedy, no, that’s STUPID.” Tragedy said, Mime overheard this however, and said— “I’ll vote too!” as a result of thinking Comedy wanted to be voted out.

“The Masquerade, the rules are simple! One of you will be getting eliminated at the expense of the Quarrel from Today.” The Gourd said. “Cast your votes!”

IN THE BOOTH…

Hangman, Cloudy and Starry, as expected, vote for Comedy.

Comedy, as promised, voted for himself and chuckled.

Tragedy voted for Hangman. So did Phantom and Paperplates.

and Mime also voted for Comedy. “He didn't vote for himself anyways! ^^”

RESULTS ARE IN.

“Alright! Results are IN! Everyone but Hangman and Comedy are safe!”

Tragedy, Phantom, Mime, Paperplates, Hangman, Cloudy and Starry all got a Marshmallow.

“...Hangman.” The Gourd said.

“Hoho! Gotcha!” Comedy said.

“is safe.” The Gourd finishes.

“...ho…” Comedy said. “NO! NO THAT’S NOT FAIR!! WHY EVEN LET HIM VOTE HIMSELF OUT?!” Tragedy sobbed as The Gourd turned him into a Porcelain Comedy Mask.

“That’s all for this episode! See you next time.” The Gourd cackles.

END.

AROS was written by TheWiseGuest.

All characters' voices, present or not, were acted out by L. Alberto S.

FIN.

“Traged-ster! Try to cheer up! Don’t be so down-hearted, yeah?” Comedy told Tragedy. “...yeah.” Tragedy replied.

[asmotheavatarofhorny]

1. Are you named after someone?

my dead name is actually a character in twilight :’) (thanks mom) as for my real name, nope haha

2. When was the last time you cried?

i went to a restaurant a while ago with my friend who didn’t tell me she was inviting a bunch of other people that i didnt know. i’m not good with new people so i was super tense the whole time and cried the whole drive home TT (ik im a little weenie baby because of this, but to me it was vry scary (´；Д；`))

3. Do you have kids?

well… i do have a pack of stray cats that hang around by my apartment building that i feed and kissie and stuff… but no human children hehe

4. Do you use sarcasm?

i use it a lot but am bad at detecting when other people are using it (; u ;)

5. What sports do you play?

i like playing basketball with my friend :) he wants to be a professional one day so i go out to the park with him every other weekend and help him practice ><

6. What is the first thing you notice about someone?

this might sound weird but i first notice their hair color. i live for coloring and dyeing my hair, but it’s really time consuming so its one of the things i really admire in a person. it tells me ‘oh! this person spends a lot of time on themself and cares about themself!’

7. Scary ending or happy ending?

depends on the media. i love a good dark horror film but if i’m too attached to the characters it will leave me bawling

8. Do you have any special talents?

no lol. i’m as boring as they come.

9. Where were you born?

Illinois. I’m ‘Murican ;))

10. What are your hobbies?

Otome games<3 also i like to draw and write. i also play guitar :))

11. Do you have any pets?

i have a sweet around 9 month old siamese kitten that i got the day ‘trigger’ came out. i thought asmo’s line was so cute that i decided to name her ‘keytoon’ after the way asmo says ‘kitten.’ so when i call her over i say “hey/hi keytoon!” ><

12. How tall are you?

i’m 5’2… but i tell everyone i’m 5’4 hehe. i told one of my friend’s i’m 5’4 once and now he believe’s he’s 5’9 (spoiler: he’s not)

13. Favorite subjects in school?

Literature and english :)

14. What’s your dream job?

i’m currently saving up money to go to college in japan and study to be a translator:) i speak pretty decent japanese and have been studying for almost 2 years so my vocabulary is pretty okay! i want nothing more than to get into Osaka uni and study there

15. what color are your eyes?

brown… basic as hell lolol

i have no friends(?) or mutuals other than @psychocoffeeaddict, so i will now tag some other obey me people who i want to interact with more ( ；∀；)

@leviathans-watching @still-a-morosexual-help (play along if you want!!)

tagged by @weeping-in-the-willows! ty!

1. are you named after someone?

maybe Captain Morgan a little bit, but other than that no.

2. when was the last time you cried?

sometime in June, but i don't remember when

3. do you have kids?

only my students

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

allll the time

5. what sports do/have you played?

uh, i ran track for a year and that's about it

6. what’s the first thing you notice about someone?

probably their hair!

7. scary endings or happy endings?

scary

8. do you have any special talents?

no i am very boring

9. where were you born?

kentucky

10. what are your hobbies?

reading, writing, internet browsing, napping, going on walks, organizing things

11. do you have any pets?

yes i have a cat named Roo

12. how tall are you?

5'6"-ish

13. favourite subject in school?

English

14. what’s your dream job?

if i could be anything i'd probably work in a museum of some sort or be a poet

15. what colour are your eyes?

green

tagging (no pressure): @yoursummersuns @writermagnolia @whennyxfallsinlove @track6ts and anyone else

[sazzafraz]

snippet

eyy chapter two of all it took to unravel

One of their many dates involves a small cafe and a play. Sasuke said he didn’t like plays. That they were trite and prone to wild deviations from the source, which he’d always happened to have read, and that the directors were enamoured with post modern spectacle with no appreciation for the oral traditions that allowed them to make the first Raikage into a balloon for the Fire daimyo to beat. Every narrative choice that did not show the underbelly of women and artists and librarians and crypt keepers was useless to him, abhorrent. Naruto likes plays because he doesn’t have to read. 

It took two extra years to get the hang of it. Reading. On the road he’d mentioned it to Jiraiya over a pot of thin broth. Jiraiya never learnt to cook. He ate ration-broth and dry bread rolls made in fifteen minutes. Jiraiya’s appetite never left his first war. Naruto has an effective enough imagination to put Tsunade and yeah, Orochimaru, around the fire with him sipping boot-flavoured broth and chewing five day old bread. He never quite manages to put the Old Man in, or to see his own team there. Sarutobi ate chilli once, in his kitchen, and belched fire onto the wall. Sakura would never eat anything this nutritionally poor and Kakashi simply didn’t eat. Sasuke, though. Yikes. 

He told Jiraiya he couldn’t really read until he was seven. This took three days to register. At which point Jiraiya put down the scroll he was working on and threw Naruto’s pants at him. Ignoring, of course, that Naruto was hip deep in a river washing the pot that Jiraiya brewed his awful dinners in. 

“What do you mean you couldn’t read?”

“It’s nothing,” Naruto replies, flicking burnt onion with his fingernail. “The writing used to slide around and shit. I got over it.”

“That's not normal.”  

Naruto snorts and finally scratches it off the pot. The black sludge embeds under his nail. 

Jiraiya tests him. Exhaustively. He reads and speaks and reads and feels stupider than he has in a while. It’s nostalgic to feel so puddle-water simple minded. So fucking pointless. But he knows Jiraiya and that he’s a fucking genius and that he’s not gonna knock it off. Naruto adds fish and extra river-greens to his own food, selfishly, later. He should share when they’re out in wilds thin with life. Jiraiya is asleep when Naruto slices the flesh into the still simmering pot.The least Naruto can do for himself is not sleep hungry when he knows tomorrow is another day of feeling useless.

Naruto learns in fits and spurts that he’s weird by everyone's standards. A tactile learner. A kinetic force. Learns that Jiraiya has Uzushio textbooks stuffed in his shirts and that when they’re set down in front of him Naruto finds them as baffling as anything Iruka ever asked. Uzushio is a curse as much as a language. The words don’t slip away from him like Konoha’s but the spirals and lines of basic fuuinjutsu don’t warm to him the way they should. They lie next to each other in a topographical sequence he immediately parses but cannot shift. They want him to look and to read and see them flow. They do not want him to write. 

He says as much to his teacher who growls with frustration. Apparently, fuuinjutsu is responsive and eclectic, it’s unwelcoming to outsiders. It should reject him or welcome him, not simply want to be near him. Naruto saves it up and pukes from crying later, long after Jiraiya grumbles off to a whorehouse furious with them both. Jiraiya doesn’t return for three days. Which is fine, because Naruto has spare fish and can make the fucking broth from memory, but he leaves the scroll open next to his bedroll. The spirals and etches comfort him and he knows they find him pleasing too. He dreams of oceans and narwhals and blood red foxes swimming. It’s nice. 

When Jiraiya returns he begins to teach him rasengan. Naruto forgets about the scroll.

Naruto likes plays because they’re a kind of fuuinjutsu. They’re a physical memory. He doesn’t have to read, he can just watch and be near. They end but they don’t leave. He has exactly as much at the end of the play as he did at the beginning.

[twistedmusings]

Second Year Without You

A/N: HAHA I LOVE PAIN. I wrote almost all of this on my phone so I apologize for any spelling mistakes but with the twst 1 year anniversary my hands just called out to me to create nothing but pain u wu. So let me guys know what you think and...Happy 1 year anniversary~!

How the first years react to you suddenly disappearing before their second year starts.

“This is taking forever.”

Grim yawned as he made himself comfortable in your lap, your hand running through his fur as you struggled to stay awake. It was sort of impossible since the church building was still so eerily quiet as each new student’s dorm decisions were made.

Which made you wonder why you were even here.

Ramshackle wasn’t necessarily an official dorm so this weird sorting ceremony didn’t even mean anything to you. This was two hours of your life you weren’t going to get back apparently since Crowley decided that your presence was oh so important and now you were shifting uncomfortably in your seat as the last student stood in front of the mirror so their dorm could be decided.

“Oh. Malleus you might have a chance with this one.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean he came in rather gallantly and looks like the type to be good with magic so he would be perfect for Diasmonia.”

The Diasmonia dorm leader chuckles into his hand.

“Is that your final bet?”

“...yeah that’s my final one.” you tilt your head backwards as you look at Azul, “What did you put down?”

“Clearly Pomefiore, Prefect. You haven’t guessed right with any of the other student’s dorm matches so I am purposefully avoiding your suggestions.”

He meets your glare with a smile, jotting down a couple of notes as he turns to Kalim to ask him of his decision. The seven dorm leaders had followed along with the little game you began to play around the thirty minute mark of the ceremony, turning it into a betting pool the moment Azul got serious.

The room goes quiet as the face in the mirror finally chooses to appear.

"Your soul...it belongs in Pomefiore!"

Your groan is hidden by polite clapping, Malleus patting your head as you choose to hang it in shame. This felt just like failing one of Crewel's quizzes but now you were 600 madol poorer.

"Prefect that was a major loss...I might have to stop talking to you if this affects my gacha pulls."

The tablet hovers beside you, clearly mocking your incredible loss before you bat it away and turn to look at Crowley.

"And with that, my dear students, the ceremony is concluded. Please follow your vice dorm leaders to your designated dorms...and welcome to Night Raven College!"

You stand up, put Grim down and stretch, waving goodbye to the other dorm leaders as you wonder just what in the world you were going to have for dinner tonight. You knew Azul was going to open Monstro Lounge in celebration so maybe you should go--

"Oi! Prefect!"

Well that was quick.

Ace smiles as he approaches the pew first, talking to you about how boring the ceremony was and what you were planning to do afterwards. Deuce comes up behind him followed by Epel while Jack and Sebek talk with their dorm leaders for a few moments before heading to where you were standing.

“We got some news, by the way~” Ace smiles as he throws up some jazz hands towards Sebek, “May I present to you the soon to be vice dorm leader of Diasmonia~!”

Sebek tries to frown but there is a clear smile on his face as he takes off his hood, beaming with pride as you shake his hand. You would have gone with high-five but you figured he would like this better.

“Did Malleus break the news to you?”

“He did!” the fae’s voice breaks through the hushed silence, “Young Master approached me ever so elegantly and let me know of my role for next year! The mere act was so moving and inspiring!”

“I also got some news!” Epel grins as he gets butts in front of Sebek, “The Magic Shift club captain told me that I’m in the running for first string! If I win one more game I’ll be able to play with them officially!”

You go to congratulate Epel but stop when Ace also butts in front of him, “Better news! I’ve been made vice-captain of the basketball team! Jamil was going to give the title to Floyd but then he decided better against it.”

“So you were the second choice.” Jack says as he pulls his hood down.

“And the best one! Jamil knew the choice he was going to make all along, he was just messing with me.” Ace grins as he turns towards you, “Impressive, huh?”

You hum before laughing, “I would say it was impressive if it wasn’t for the fact that I know for a fact Floyd would do a worse job at any leadership position than you.”

“Oi!”

The group laughs before Epel tugs on Deuce’s robe and pushes him so that he is in front of you next.

“And Prefect, may I present the new captain of the Track and Field club!”

Deuce’s face goes a light shade of pink as Epel tugs on his cheek, “He said he wanted to tell his mom first before telling us but I figured since we are all talking about achievements…”

“Because it was not set in stone!” the Heartslabyul student takes Epel’s hand and pulls it away from his hand, “Jack still has a good chance to get it instead of me.”

“Mm. I would rather it go to you, Deuce.” Jack smiles as he pats his shoulder, “I see how hard you work during practices so I think the position would be perfect for you.”

“Oh right. Leona told me.” you smile at Jack, “Am I right in assuming we are talking to the vice dorm leader of Savannaclaw?”

“I--!” wolf ears twitch as Jack blushes, looking at you in disbelief before sighing as the others stare at him in expectation, “...Yes. Ruggie-senpai told me before the ceremony.”

Everybody gives him a round of applause as his blush deepens in color, making you laugh as you lean over to pat his shoulder. To think they were all now second years…

You included.

I’m supposed to be finding a way home…

The thought is catapulted from your head as Grim sets himself down on top of it, smiling as he topples forward so you would catch him in your arms.

“Fgnya~! The Great Grim and his henchman have news too!”

A paw is pointed at you, your cue to speak apparently.

“...Ramshackle is getting some big renovations soon! We managed to talk Crowley into it and he agreed to renovate both the kitchen and the bathroom as well as possibly renovating some of the rooms!”

“What!” Ace laughs, “How did you pull that off!?”

“Hehe~” Grim taps his chest twice, “I told the Headmaster that Ramshackle can serve as a place for guests from other schools to stay over! He gets a place to brag about with potential guests and we get brand new things!”

Epel hums, “So it’s like a hotel.”

Both you and Grim stay quiet and look away, the group laughing knowing Epel had hit right on the mark.

You stay quiet as they talk with one another, smiling fondly at seeing your group of friends happily enjoying their life here in Night Raven College. You didn't even know how it happened but this little group had become like your family in the one year you stayed here. The homesickness you felt whenever you realized you were far from your home was always subdued by hanging out with them and taking part in their shenanigans. To you it was crazy to think about it this way but...you loved them.

Ace’s tricks but also his quiet support of you and the rest of the group.

Deuce’s tenacity but also the gentle side he let only his friends see.

Jack’s work ethic along with his more nurturing side.

Epel’s constant growth as a person yet never forgetting where he came from.

Sebek’s devotion towards his Young Master as well as realizing his own strength.

And Grim’s goal of wanting to be the greatest magician ever but never leaving you behind.

You loved these six dorks so much, more than you would care to admit to yourself.

Finding a way home was no longer such a big priority in your eyes. You used to ask the Headmaster constantly for a way back home but you believed that this place had become more of a home in your eyes. So the constant reminder that you weren’t from here was silenced by just how much these six made you feel like you were part of a big family.

“...I’m starving.” you finally speak up as you let go of Grim, “You guys want to drop by the Monstro Lounge?”

“Can we drop by Pomefiore first? I forgot my wallet.”

“Prefect! We should invite the Young Master too!”

“If we are going to do that then let’s invite Leona-senpai as well. I have a feeling he will complain if Malleus-senpai is the only one in the celebration.”

“Do you think we should invite Riddle after the first year’s celebration, Ace?”

Deuce turns to look at his fellow student, blinking when he has to turn all the way around.

“Ace?”

All heads turn to look at the other second year, cherry red eyes shining as he points at the mirror still floating in the center of the room.

“You know. Since the mirror is still here…” Ace smiles as he walks over to you and takes your hand, “Don’t you think we should try your sorting again?”

“Huh?”

Your sorting?

That’s right. The mirror had said that your soul didn’t really belong anywhere when you first came here.

“I honestly don’t think it’s going to be any different, Ace.” you shrug, “Besides I sort of already belong in a dorm--”

Grim comes up behind you, “Exactly! They belong in the dorm we made!”

“Oh come on! Wouldn’t it be fun!” Ace looks back at the group, “It’s just us here. Don’t you guys want to see what dorm Prefect would have been sorted in?”

Jack hums before looking at you, “I believe you would make a fine Savannaclaw student.”

“Well they also helped out with Pomefiore, I think that would be a good fit for them too.” Epel sighs, “If they were there I wouldn’t feel like a green apple in a red apple orchard.”

Sebek taps his chin a few moments before nodding, “Despite having no magical talent, your presence in Diasmonia would be greatly appreciated.”

“Okay okay you doofuses, I think we all know what dorm they would be sorted in.” Ace wraps an arm around you as he gestures Deuce over, “So say hello to the Heartslabyul Trio~”

“Ace! Stop trying to get my henchman somewhere else! They belong in Ramshackle!”

Grim tugs on your hood while you quickly ask him to stop, your arms flailing around before you pull your hood down and find yourself face to face with the mirror.

“Ace I don’t think--” you turn to look at him but the other just puts his hand together as if he were praying.

“Just one look, Prefect! Please!” Ace smiles as he looks over at Deuce, “We are all curious, right?”

Deuce’s nervous expression relaxes as he sees that there really was nobody else around.

“It wouldn’t hurt to know. It’d be just us.”

“I agree! I am way too curious to not know now!”

“Your true nature is showing, Epel.”

“Don’t pretend like you’re not curious, Jack!”

“Quiet humans! The face in the mirror is deciding!”

You quickly turn around as you see the face in the mirror, a knot in your chest suddenly forming as the chamber falls into silence. What a feeling of dejavu. You remember just how you felt when you were standing in front of the mirror the first time.

No idea where you were, no idea what was to come.

And the feeling of being an outcast had been unbearable when the mirror stated that you belonged nowhere...but you had carved out a little place here to call your own. Despite the fact that you knew where you were going to sleep tonight and where you were going to wake up in the morning, the knot of nervousness relaxed and turned into a curious dizziness, the silence only serving to make the noise in your ears ring.

The mirror only stared at you for a minute longer before speaking up.

“It seems your time is up.”

You blink as the face disappears, turning towards the others as they all share the same look of confusion before sighing as they turn around and start walking towards the exit.

“Well that was anticlimactic.” Ace pouts, “Thought for sure they belonged in Heartslabyul.”

Deuce sighs, “Monstro Lounge for sure must be full now. How will we get a table?”

“We can celebrate in Diasmonia instead! I know that the dorm is going to be full of fae cuisine!”

“...I...prefer taking my chances at the Monstro Lounge.” Epel smiles as he look at Jack, “Or maybe Savannaclaw?”

“It would be rowdy but if you don’t mind that sort of atmosphere.”

“Savannaclaw usually has some good roasted beef! Do you know if they have that there today?” Grim places himself on Jack’s head as the other keeps talking about their celebration.

“Alright. We’ll check Monstro Lounge and then Savannaclaw! Oi, Prefect, get a move--”

Ace’s eyes widen as he turns around, dread climbing up his legs and curling around his neck as he looks at the small orbs of lights floating away in the place where you were supposed to be.

Only to find that you weren’t there anymore.

--What...the hell?

--He looks around, wondering where you went and calling out your name. It starts out with a couple of laughs at first but the dread in his stomach grows as well as the volume of his voice.

"Oi! This isn't funny! Come out already!"

--Deuce is calling out to him but he can't listen to him, all he can remember is the mirror's voice saying that time was up?

--Time? As in your time in Twisted Wonderland? But...you said that the Headmaster hadn't found a way to get you back home. He didn't want to disappoint you but after a whole year with them...he didn't believe that you would go back. Which was alright! Ace was more than ready to make this a home for you! He didn't know how he was going to do it, but goddammit he at least wanted to try!

--He wasn't done with you yet! He hadn't shown you the cool trick shot he learned to shoot with Floyd, or the awesome new magic trick he designed with you in mind! You would always look past his tricks so he wasn't able to fool you but he thought that this one would be worthy of your praise!

--Eyes glare at the mirror as he lets his feelings spill out.

"BRING THEM BACK! THEY AREN'T DONE HERE! THEY BELONG HERE! BRING THEM BACK!"

--Jack is holding him back from lashing at the object and after a few moments of thrashing around, all Ace can do is stare at the spot you were at a moment ago with his eyes stinging from tears that still refused to fall.

--He didn't even get to say goodbye.

--At first all he can do is stare. Where had you gone? Were you playing some sort of prank on them? If you were...this really wasn’t funny at all. You two had promised to go running together in the morning with Jack, you needed to get back to Ramshackle to sleep so it was best if you celebrated early and then went to bed--

“Deuce. Go get the Headmaster."

--He doesn't remember much after that. All he remembers is Ace yelling and Jack holding him back before he was rushing out of the building and towards the Headmasters office.

--You couldn't be gone. Where did you even go? A part of him doesn't even want to say that you had gone back. There was nowhere you had to go back to in his head. Twisted Wonderland was your home and you belonged here just like the rest of them.

--Memories of his time with you make his feet move faster, the robes proving a great weight but not at all stopping him from reaching his goal.

--Everything would be fine. They would find a way to get you back and Deuce wouldn't allow himself to let you do something so irresponsible again. He should have stopped Ace when he could! And once you came back then he could give you a proper send off.

--His feet were sore, his lungs were burning but he wouldn’t dare stop running, finally reaching the Headmasters office as he pulled the door open with all his might.

--He just wanted to get you back so he could properly thank you. You were his buddy...and he didn't want to let you go without you knowing that.

--It's hard holding back against his instincts.

--His body's first response is to also grab at the mirror and find out where you had gone. The idea of you disappearing just like that was impossible, especially after all the trouble the Headmaster had in finding a portal to your world. So, to him, you were immediately in danger.

--He clenched his fists hard as he walked Ace towards one of the pews, letting him sit down as Epel and Sebek approached him. They were asking questions and clearly depending on him for some sort of guidance. Which wasn’t completely out of the norm, he was an older brother and had grown to care for his friends just as he would his siblings. One year did a lot to bring people closer together. But what could he do but remain quiet as Epel and Sebek asked questions he could not answer.

--Jack had no idea where you had gone, no idea if you were going to come back and as the questions kept piling up the dread in his heart began to grow. Would you even come back?He knew how important family was and how terrible it was to be separated from them, but what about the people you left behind here? Your disappearance was already making them--no--him feel so powerless that he could only answer the other first year’s questions with a simple phrase.

“I don’t know.”

--He instinctively bared his teeth as the doors slammed opened, keeping Epel and Sebek behind him as the Headmaster entered the building with a frown, asking for a run down of the situation in full detail as possible. And while Jack would have taken charge of the situation in this scenario, just simply looking at the mirror kept him from articulating his thoughts correctly.

--Jack just wanted to know you were safe.

“We were left in the building all alone and we thought that [Y/N]-san should try to sort themselves again, just to see what would happen. Yet the mirror didn’t say anything and now they are...they are not--”

--Hold it back. Hold the tears back. Epel had gone through a lot in his time in both NRC and Pomefiore. He had been pushed out of his comfort zone through the VDC and just living in a dorm that was so unlike him but he had pushed through and adapted relatively well, with your help and the help of his friends. So now was not the time to cry!

--You had once praised him for his mental strength, saying that it took a lot of training for him to be put through Vil’s daily demands and training as well as keeping up with the Magishift club and his studies above all of that. With that little comment, and the support of his newfound friends, Epel’s mind had shifted into focusing on how strong he was mentally instead of physically.

--Something he needed to be now more than ever.

“They disappeared.”

“Headmaster, how are we going to bring them back?”

“Well...this was the way it was supposed to be from the start. As much as it pains me to say, it seems the Prefect finally found their way back home.”

“NO!”

--He puts a hand over his mouth, surprised by his own outburst. When he was still a beginning first year there were moments in which he had to keep himself in check from speaking like he would back home. As the year went on he had managed to keep himself in check and only let his accent and his voice volume slip when he was with his friends and with you.

--The Headmaster simply continued talking about the possibilities as Epel hung his head, biting his bottom lip as he remembered the last conversation you both had. With vacations upon them soon, Epel had invited you to come over and visit the Village of Harvest. First time he had a friend over there so he was all set to show you the sights of his little town and it would be your first official trip to another land in Twisted Wonderland!

--A hand touched his shoulder, Epel turning around as he saw Deuce looking down at him with tears in his eyes. That was the last straw as his own tears started to flow freely, Epel burying his face in the other’s robes so no one would have to see just how weak he looked.

“Sebek.”

--The fae’s back straightened out, the voice of his Young Master ringing out as he turned around to look at him. Several students were peeking through the door, trying to get a peek at what was happening while others worked to get the message around, yet Malleus was the only one brave enough to step through the threshold of the building and approach him.

--The Ramshackle prefect had disappeared.

--Sebek had a strange relationship with you. While he detested the way you treated the Young Master as nothing more than just another person, he had slowly started to come around to your way of thinking. The Young Master wanted a friend, and Sebek had only been keeping him at a distance due to his admiration.

--You taught him how to talk to his Young Master and how to appreciate a friendship with him instead of just blinding devotion.While he would still follow Malleus to the end of the earth, he did so as Malleu’s friend and not as his guard. In turn, he slowly started to feel like he would the same for you, as well.

--He was still very naive to relationships such as these but you had been patient, listening to him talk about Malleus when he wanted while also asking him of his other interests. Your teaching method had been effective and Sebek would have even dared to say that you were perhaps coming close to being his best friend.

--Although that chance had disappeared along with you.

--So the only thing he could do is stare into his Young Master’s eyes, the eyes of someone who was just as confused and as worried as he, and do his best to tell him what had happened and what the Headmaster had said.

--He knew that it was for the best that you had gone back home, but why did it feel so wrong?

[mizunetzu]

Can you do a scenario where reader (male pronouns) kind of outs himself as bi and then hides for a while since it was an accident and he wasn't actually ready and after some time bakugo finds him and they end up awkwardly confessing to each other? Bonus points if you can do ComfortingTM class 1A (also I just really want bi representation 🥺)

BRO BRO ur reblogs and replies always make me BAM BAM

(Also y’all ik that gif is huge but it had denki AND baku in it and i felt compelled to use it bc kamis kinda important in the story NSNDNEKWK)

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Bakugou x reader - How to Out Your Classmate

⚠️warnings - being outed by your classmate (denki) (I’m sorry denki stans), bakugou kinda bulling kami at the end kdnfjekfj

Pronouns - male, he/him

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It was something he didn’t mean to say.

Rather, it just slipped out.

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“Ne, (L/n)-kun, don’t you think Yao-momos hair is kinda sexy today? Her hair down plus that hair clip is FIRE dude!”

Kaminari slung a arm around (Y/n’s) shoulder, while Mineta smugly grinned from his seat. He wiped away a line of drool dripping from his mouth.

“Oh oh oh, her hair falls over her boobs so perfectly! I just wanna touch them at least once, ehuheuheu...”

Sero sighed from his seat. “Dude. You really are a scumbag. Stop that.”

Mineta, not missing a beat, turned to Sero with a shit-eating grin. “Oh? Why’s that? Are you gay or something?”

(Y/n) visibly stiffened from under Kaminari’s grasp. Kaminari however, didn’t notice and played along into Mineta’s joke.

“Yeah dude, kinda sus. Don’t go perving on me in the locker rooms now, haha!”

Sero sighed once more, this time with a playful smile. “Shut up, your probably more sus than I am-“

He was cut off when (Y/n) started wriggling out from under Kaminari’s arm. The three looked at (Y/n) quizzically, while (Y/n) awkwardly coughed. “I’m...leaving.”

“Why? What happened?” Kaminari leaned on the back of Seros desk.

“Well-you guys are...loud and I’m going to my desk.” Even the dumbest person could tell how tense (Y/n) was. Though, Kaminari was as dumb as he was oblivious. He scoffed, but it sounded more like a chuckle.

“What? I don’t get it, man. We were teasing Sero, not you.” Kaminari’s teasing tone felt like heaters blasting full power through (Y/n’s) body. It was strange. You always felt kind of hot when you get a little flustered. “So what part of what we said bothered you?”

“N-nothing!” (Y/n) cursed at the way he raised his voice, cursing even more at his small stutter.

“Then why are you panties in such a twist? I’m just making fun of Sero bein’ sus.”

“W-well how fun! Move, class is starting.” Truth be told, class didn’t start until 10 minutes later. When (Y/n) tried to subtly push past Kaminari, he grabbed him by the arms and blocked his way out. “No way I’m moving! You’re mad for some reason, and I just wanna know why!”

“So what exactly did we do?”

Sero rested his chin on his palm. “Yeah if you can tell us we can stop doing it, (L/n)-kun. I gotta agree with Kami on this one.”

An irk mark appeared as (Y/n’s) face flushed a darker shade of pink. Not in the good way though. He struggled helplessly in Kaminari’s stronghold, before tching and looking away.

“There’s nothing more to say-! You’re just-starting to get on my nerves and I wanna leave-!”

“Really? That’s it?” Kaminari looked at (Y/n) skeptically, before his face lit up. “Oh wait!”

“You started getting all pissy when we were talking about Yaoyorozu...and you also got mad the other day when she was talking about Bakugou...”

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“..So you like Yao-“

“I don’t fucking like Yaoyorozu!”

Now Kaminari was starting to get antsy. “Then what! Why are you mad! Is it because Mineta and I were ‘perving’?!”

“I’m not fuckin’ mad about you drooling over Yao-momos boobs! I’m not mad at all!”

Students started to gather once Kaminari and (Y/n) started to raise their voices higher and higher. Kaminari’s grip on (Y/n) was long gone, though (Y/n) was too upset to notice.

“If you weren’t mad about that, you were obviously mad about that time Yao-Momo talking about how Bakugou was attractive. So what? Do you like Bakugou or something? Are you gay?”

(Y/n) paled and grit his teeth. He was full on yelling now. “Stop saying that, damnit! I don’t like boys! Y-you know that!”

Kaminari gasped comically. “Oh my god! You totally avoided my question, dude!”

“What?!”

“Yeah! Now I get it! That’s what’s bothering you so much! It all makes sense!”

Kaminari’s mad expression morphed into one that you make when you solve a difficult question. It felt like all the blood in (y/n’s) face was drained, yet all the blood rushing to his cheeks burned like fire. Sero stood up from his chair and placed a hand on Kaminari’s shoulder. “Dude, uh-I think that’s enou-“

“Your confused because you’re straight but now you’ve started to like a guy, right?! Bakugou, right?!”

Seros warning went over Kaminari’s head completely. (Y/n) dug his nails into his palm while Kaminari pried into (Y/n’s) mind with his eyes.

“I’m not confused! I’m pissed. Very, very pissed at you!”

The blond haired boy slammed his arms down on Seros table and leaned in uncomfortably close. (Y/n) wanted to step back, but if he did, he’d run straight into Sero.

“Ok. If you answer this compleeeetely honestly, I’ll let you go. Swear! And we’ll never talk about this again! Just say yes or no! Nothing else!”

Sero glanced around the room. Everyone was staring, some had their hands over their mouths, and some were whispering and asking what was going on. Sero nervously tugged on the fabric of (Y/n’s) blazer. “U-um...yo... (y/n)...Kamin-“

“Do you like Bakugou?”

“I-“

“And don’t say you don’t like boys or you’re not gay, we ‘know’ that!”

“I’m-“

“Just say yes or no!”

“N-“

“Are you ga-“

“I’M BI!” (Y/n’s) sudden outburst silenced the classroom. It was like a blow from a king to shut up the commoners. “I’M BI, SO SHUT UP! ARE YOU HAPPY?! I’M NOT GAY AND I DON’T LIKE BAKUGOU! I DONT! I-I DONT. I don’t. I...”

Stagnant air flooded the 1-A classroom. Almost immediately, (Y/n) slapped both his hands over his mouth, eyes blown wide. Kaminari awkwardly chuckled. “Uh...”

(Y/n) took a tentative step back, bumping straight into Sero. He reflexively grabbed onto (y/n’s) forearms, stabling him.

“Are you oka-“

“Don’t touch me!” (Y/n) pushed off of Seros body and stumbled over a desk. He crashed onto the ground and fumbled onto his bottom. Students upon students neared towards him, all their face and voice blending together into one big, muddy pile. Their voices eventually turned into ringing, louder and louder until-

“SHUT UP!” (Y/n) rose to his wobbly legs, half running and half crawling towards the door as fast as he could. He could hear the protestant shouts of his classmates, or even the sleepily confused expression of his teacher as as flew by him in the hallway.

He guessed he was skipping class that day.

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40 missed calls from: Mina-San domoo-!!

125 unopened texts from: Mina-San domoo-!!

23 missed calls from: Kamiii ⚡️

45 unopened texts from: Kamiii ⚡️

12 unopened texts from: Iida Tenya.

5 unopened texts from: ura-chaaaan 💖

1 unopened text from: Bakugou

(Y/n) turned off his phone. He knew if he kept it on, Mina would keep spamming his phone with text messages.

It’s been about a few days since his whole freak out happened. He’d bolt out of class the second it was dismissed, and he kept himself either locked in his room, or out of the dorms as much as humanly possible. He wasn’t ready to have that conversation yet.

His phone buzzed again. He sighed, half expecting it to be another spam text from Mina. What he didn’t expect, was to see Bakugous contact photo on his screen, with the big green words “Incoming call-Bakugou” blaring at him so intimidatingly.

Something made him want to answer.

He pressed the phone to his ear.

“Oi.”

Bakugous gruff voice sent chills down the boys spine. His voice seemed to lock itself inside his throat, refusing to come out his mouth.

“Say something, dumbass.” Oh boy, was he trying. Everytime he opened his mouth, his throat closed up and refused to open again. Bakugou sighed harshly through the speaker.

“Stop being stupid and avoiding us-“ (Y/n) absentmindedly pressed the red “end” button. If Kaminari or Kirishima or whatever convinced Bakugou, to convince HIM to stop avoiding them, just because he ‘liked’ him, (and he totally did), he’d rather not hear it.

(Y/n) went to crumple up a piece of paper he was scribbling on, and drop it into the trash can, when it bounced on top and rolled away pathetically near his feet. His trash can was overflowing. Well, it was expected, since he was deliberately missing out on trash days just so he didn’t have to leave his dorm. (Y/n) swiped up the piece of paper, along with the trash bag lining the bin.

A few seconds outside couldn’t hurt. No one will see him. He’ll just...throw the bag in the dumpster, and slink back in before anyone knows he’s there.

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(Y/n) hauled the trash bag into the dumpster, throwing it from out over his shoulder. He dusted off his hands and wiped forming sweat off his brow. The trash was out, no one saw him, all he had to do was slip back in his room before anyone sees him.

He huffed and turned around, immediately being smacked by a spiky tuft of blond hair. All the color drained from (Y/n’s) face. Bakugou turned his head and spat onto the dirt, clicking his tongue in the process.

“Figured you’d be here.”

”...there’s no way you could’ve-“

“It takes about a couple days for a small trash can to fill up. And knowing you, shit-for-brains, would come and take it out when no one was really watching. 5 pm, when everyone’s getting ready for dinner. You really do have shit-for-brains, shittyass.”

Bakugou may seem like a meathead, but the times he showed he was observant and intelligent made his heart tie knots around itself. (Y/n) bit back a stutter and a blush.

“W...ell, how-how’d you know I was going to take it out today? A-and to this dumpster, instead of the one on the other side of the dorms?”

Bakugou scoffed loudly, stalking closer to him. (Y/n) gulped. “This ones closer to your dorm room, even I know that, loser.”

Bakugous voice dipped, suddenly becoming uncharacteristically quiet. “...and I’ve been coming here everyday at 5 pm...shittyass...”

Bakugou was really dedicated to his scheme, huh. Just so he could see him? (Y/n)? He should be the LAST person Bakugou would want to see. Especially with what Kaminari was blabbering about. Still...It made (Y/n) feel a bit special.

But knowing Bakugou, he was just probably here to tell him how disgusting he was. Maybe he’ll start calling him ‘dick-for-brains’ instead of ‘shit for brains’. Or just plain on ‘fag’.

“Oi-stop spacing out and fucking listen to me! And don’t you dare run away until you hear me the fuck out!”

Bakugous palms flashed white, generating small blasts and he pointed an agitated finger at (Y/n). He stepped back reflexively.

“Um...well...what did you want then?” (Y/n) awkwardly fumbled with his hands behind his back, trying to keep still as much as he could. He wanted to disappear.

“Is it true?”

(Y/n) looked up. Bakugou was staring dead on, with his hands shoved stiffly in his pockets and sporting the faintest blush on his face. It was so unnoticeable, you could blink and miss it. That, and the trademark scowl, you could hardly tell if his face was red because of anger or something else.

“What is?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, fuckass! Do you like me or not?!”

(Y/n) opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Bakugou grunted and stepped closer. “Answer me!”

“S-so what if I do-?! You gonna call me a fag?!” (Y/n) was sweating bullets. He hoped Bakugou wouldn’t see how utterly nervous he was. Fake it til you make it. Though, he doesn’t know what he’d do once Bakugou goes flames blazin’ on his ass. He could all ready see his reaction-

Bakugou smirked. “Knew it.”

Knew it? (Y/n’s) nerves temporarily fizzled down, a wave of confusion washing over him. “...What?”

“God, do you need me to spell everything out for you? It was obvious. To me at least. Everyone was probably too fuckin’ dumb to notice.”

(Y/n) fell silent. He could speak if he wanted to, his throat wasn’t closing up, but he chose to keep silent. It’s not like he knew what to say, anyways. He was stunned into submission.

“-so I was right. Now, go out with me, Bitch.”

“Thanks. But I’ll pass.”

“I-“ Bakugou made a sputtering noise. (Y/n) wasn’t sure if he was caught off guard or sputtered out of sheer anger. “What?! Why the fuck not?!”

“Dude, how do I know you aren’t like, I dunno, being bribed by Kaminari or something to try and ‘prove that I’m bi’? Or that your just mocking me?”

“Idiot! Why the fuck would you think I’d listen to a dumbass like dunce face?! I fucking like you, you like me, I don’t see the problem here!”

(Y/n) knew he wasn’t lying. Bakugou was many things, a shithead, a piece of angry trash, but he wasn’t a liar. Still, he sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Dude, as much as I’d love to go out with you, there’s too much cons to it. I mean-first off, I don’t want people calling you a fag or anything because you’re with me...second, I’m...scared of how the class’ll take it, especially for someone like you-“

“Eh?! What’s that supposed to mean?! Are you fucki-“

(Y/n) pushed past him, accidentally brushing his shoulder in the process.

“...And third, even if I’m too scared how the class would react, I’m too prideful to let Kaminari ‘predictions’ win.”

He was gone before Bakugou could turn around.

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(Y/n) was late to class on purpose that day.

He didn’t want to risk it with Bakugou, Kaminari, anyone. He’s more afraid of the class than he is of getting scolded by Aizawa. And that was saying something.

So when he walked in the door, Bakugou gripping Kaminari’s tie and releasing small blasts in the air with his wound up hand, he didn’t know if he should replace ‘Getting Scolded By Aizawa’ with ‘Getting Murdered By Bakugou’ in his worries for today.

“Fucking idiot!” Bakugou growled, spit flying onto Kaminari’s face as he set off another blast. It was small enough not to cause damage to any desks or chairs around them, but it was close enough to Kaminari’s face to make him yelp. “I’ll fucking kill you!”

“Ow!” Kaminari half yelled-half whimpered. Bakugou’s hands heated up, glowing orange from under Kaminari’s chin. “Hey-HEY! Chill-!W-what did I even do?! OW!”

Bakugou slammed him against his desk by his blazer. “It’s your fuckin fault that shit-for-brains won’t go out with me!”

Another blast. This time, fired in the air but much bigger than before. Kaminari flinched. “Ah! S-shit-for...(L/n)?! How is it my fault?!”

“It’s your fault because you made him all scared and shit to go out with me! With your stupid prying ass! Now he won’t go out with me until I get you to apologize! So apologize so I can have a fuckin boyfriend! Go die!”

(Y/n) looked around the room. No one was trying to stop Bakugou from literally roasting Kaminari alive. Not even Iida. Everyone stood there, eyes locked on Kaminari or recording them while stifling snickers. (Y/n) walked up to Mina, who was recording and whispering commentary near the speaker.

“Uh...what’s happening? Why’s no one stopping Bakugou?”

Mine looked up. “Well-he kinda deserved it. I mean, he did act like a dick to you a few days ago. Bakugou’s just givin’ him a piece of his mind.” She fixed her angle on her phone, hunching down slightly in the process. “Also, glad to see you talking to us again, (L/n)~”

(Y/n) glances around the room once more. Everyone seemed to silently agree. Though, Iida looked like he was going to explode in his seat. Poor Iida. Poor Kaminari.

(Y/n) was brought out of his mind when Mina slowly panned her phone over to him. He was about to question her, when Kaminari was thrown carelessly at his feet. Bakugou kicked at Kaminari’s hunched figure, stepping on his back with his hands clenched in his pockets.

“Say it.”

Kaminari made a wheezing noise.

“FUCKIN’ SAY IT!”

“I-I’m sorry for outing you in-in front of our classmates...”

Bakugou dug his foot into Kaminari’s back. “LOUDER!”

“I’M SORRY-OW! FOR O-OUTING YOU IN FRONT OF OUR CLASSMATES-!”

Bakugou gave Kaminari a look saying to ‘keep going.’ Kaminari shot back with a face that said ‘dude. What you want me to say is fucking stupid.’

Bakugou snarled and fired another mini explosion into the air. Kaminari squeaked and looked up at (y/n), who had the most confused look on his face. Kaminari sighed.

“And...totally I don’t think that you and Bakugou are gonna get together...totally unexpected...”

Kaminari, even if he was about to be best to a pulp, couldn’t help the snicker from leaving his mouth. Bakugou, you dumb fuck. He was probably thinking back to the time (Y/n) said ‘I’m too prideful to let Kaminari ‘predictions’ win’. Even so, that was just dumb. Even for Bakugou.

Bakugou huffed contently, while Kaminari shakily pulled himself up. Bakugou thunked him on the head again. “There. Now you have no fuckin’ reason not to be my boyfriend. If you don’t I’ll kill you.”

(Y/n) hummed out of hesitation. “Ehhhh...but...”

“We allowed Bakugou to rough up Kaminari, which is a CLEAR violation of the rules, the least you could do is say yes, (y/n)-kun! Though I do believe Bakugou should be punished for his harsh actions.”

Iida jutted out from his seat, swinging his arm in the air. Everyone stayed silent for a second, until Tsuyu stepped forward. “I agree with Iida-Chan, kero. You two would look nice together.”

One by one, the class started saying how ‘cute’ they’d be together or that they didn’t care that (y/n) was Bi, much. It was different from when the class was clamoring around him, instead of all their voice blending together in one big ring, he could hear every single persons song of praise. He supposed it was alright. It wouldn’t hurt as much as he think it would.

(Y/n) sucked in a breath, and turned his head to Bakugou. He looked at (Y/n) almost expectantly.

“...fine....you win...you better take care of me, Bakugou.”

He turned his head and scoffed. “Idiot. I was gonna do that regardless.”

Mina started clapping and wolf whistling. Eventually, everyone started to clap and ‘aww’ed, before quickly rushing to their seats once they heard groggy footsteps approach the door.

A man with shaggy hair walked in. The class sat silent, staring at Aizawa. He sniffed and trailed his eyes around the room.

Setting his sleeping bag behind his podium, he pursed his lips. “Where is Kaminari?”

“W-whey...”

Kaminari was laying on the floor next to (y/n’s) seat, smiling dumbly with burn marks. He was pumping his fists with his thumbs sticking out. Everyone broke into a cold sweat.

“Would anyone like to tell me why Kaminari is out of his seat?”

Oh fuck.

Bakugou got 3 days house arrest.

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Jdjdjejejc this was real fun to write HAHAHAHA I’m lowkey proud of it

[gginscandy28]

Nurse Y/N

Gintoki x Reader

⚠️A lil fluff,NSFW ⚠️

-im sorry if my writing sucks asf...its my 1st time writing this ff and i just write what i feel like

-also im sorry if its very technical w nursing thingys 😅

-pls pls lmk if you have any feedbacks/ comments/ideas too thank uu

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-bg:youre a 22 y/o single nurse who is a part timer workng in clinics and hospitals in Edo to find extra $$ while still wanting to have some free time

outro:

-you where chatting up with ur patients as u finished up ur wound dressing in ur drs clinic

-and you see a glimpse of him walking with his gang,the yorozuya

-hes seen you a few times and recognises you as the nurse who is soft spoken and very strong while transferring pts

-you would sometimes just have small talks with him during ur pockets of time

-usually talking about daily lives and just laughing off at him teasing the other nurses

-you lowkey have a crush on him as he prevented another pervy pt from touching ur ass when you were prepping your meds

-anddd you do know gin has a nurse kink as he shoots some dirty jokes like "hmm someone gonna poke me real hard uh" or a "damn gurl that light pink dress be looking good on the floor"

-you just haha *sakamoto laughs* your way out

the story:

-you just chilling and watching dramas on tv

-shinpachi suddenly called you and requested you to take care of gin for 5 days as both shinpachi n kagura are gonna take over the yorozura for a bit

-gin got into a accident while riding his scooter and hit a light while tryna avoid a car

-he broke his left arm and leg and also has several wounds on his scalp and back

-and gins usual care giver otae is busy w the smile cabaret

-plus shinpachi n kaguras gonna stay the remaining nights at shins dojo to allow gin to recuperate well

-you just agreed and told him that ur coming tmr

-you replinished and packed your duty bag and essentials as your gonna stay the night the next day

-you just hope for the best and nothing goes wrong

D-1:afternoon

-knock knock

-"hello,anyone home? y/n here,shinpachi requested me to come!"

-"just come in,the doors not locked" a male voice echoes inside

-"aitee,coming in"

-you changed to inner slippers and propped your bags near the table

-you sat on the blue couch facing the injured man lying down with jump covering his face

-"yo,i heard you got into an accident.. btw imma help change your dressing and care for you and the house for a bit...just bare with me aite"

-"gosh this shinpachi,told him i can care for myself but i guess i got my own personal nurse now huh haha" gin shrugged taking out the jump and sitting up

-you guys disscussed on the timings to eat,preferred food,shower timings and you familiarised yourself to the office so its easier to get things

-you told gin to stay out and you went into an empty room to put ur stuff

-you unpacked and arranged your sleeping tatami

-you decided to sweep and clean the office as its messy w strawberry milk cartons and rubbish

-and its squeaky clean

-You then cooked some lunch as gins mentioned that hes hungry

-"y/n ,arent you tired? go and rest after this...you did

alot.if not ill end up having to be your nurse" gin as he ate rice

-"nah im good,you know im restless right...im not the type to sit until i feel like im done.plus lets wash up and ill do up your dressing later"

-gin needed help with showering as he cant reach his back and he is worried of soaking his wounds

-he also joked that youre gonna be shy showering him but youve taken care of so many people that you dont feel a thing

-you reassured gin that your gonna cover his casts with plastic wrap and it wont get wet..you also gonna clean him darn well

-you cleared the dishes and helped walk him to the washroom

-you rolled up ur pants sonit wont get wet

-you took his clothes off and covered his cast with plastic

-"dayum you ripped son"

-"aye thanks but dont stare at my tittiess aight,im getting cold" gin laughed

-his body is just dayum...so different from the pts you took care of

-his skin so bright,his shoulder so wide luke worldwide handsome,his arms can choke,his pectoral muscles so big,his 6 pack abs be like the buns in the bakery,and you just try not to look at this birbu

-you can feel his body heat..he felt so warm

-you adjusted the temp and got gin to wash wherever he can and you assisted to wash his back

-"let me know if its too hot/cold ,im gonna scrub ur back now"

-you brushed his back up and down,left and right not leaving any dirt behind

-"y/n you breathing so hard,you okay? hahaha mustve been your 1st time seeing a body this toned" gin checked on you

-"haha yeah...but how you so ripped if you keep consuming sweets bruh"

-"of course theres a way how samurais do it *wink wink"

-you dried him up with a towel,wiping every inch of his body

-and helped him put on his green pyjamas

-"yay we done,now this bigg baby is fresh.you lie down,imma get my things"you said as you went out

-"is it gonna be painful y/n? i see the dr stitched me for one of the wounds and its quite big too"

"imma give you ur pain meds so it wont be painful,trust me ill do it with no pain"

-you washed your hands and prepped your wound dressing kit

-gin just stares and observes you in awe

-"okay gonna start now,just dont touch my hands or your wounds gonna be dirty and it wont heal well"

-gin broke the silence and tried to fill the atmosphere

-"y/n,idk if ive asked you but what made u be a nurse? coz u wanna marry a doctor or you like to inject people?" gin joked

-"ugh come on,really hahah...i wanna be a nurse coz i feel statisfaction when my patients are well and the feeling of being thanked is just out of this world...also the feeling of adrenaline is so good"

-"ah thats great,being a nurse is not easy too...i mean ive seen ur colleagues in the hopsital...man great respect for u guys...also i just have a soft spot for nurses"

-"yeah right" you rolled your eyes and you knew what he meant...

-you finished dressing his wound and stood up to throw the rubbish

-you came back and suddenly he pulled you by the arm

-he got closer and closer to your face

-you just blanked and wondered whats going on

-"y/n your really pretty,i wonder if you have a s/o? man its a waste if you didnt have one" gin smirked

- you flinched and just said you dont bother to have one coz of ur job and your scared to be in one

-you needing to take care of others but you feel bad for a s/o to take care of you and being to clingy

-you excused yourself to wash up and got him to rest

stay tuned for the next part!

[nostxlgia18]

~ birthday proposal pt.2 ~

Part 1

Warning: A very long chapter & please imagine yourself in the place of our favorite Lizzie in the pictures, bear me plz ❣

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You were supposed to get ready and leave for dinner in 30 mins yet all you have done is taken a bath

You kept checking your phone to see if Chris left a message but there was nothing, you tried calling him too but it went straight to voice-mail

'Something isn't right' you thought

"Tia get ready quick" you heard your mom yell from the hallway

"Yeah I am" you replied in a low voice

Your mother had bought you a beautiful red dress which went perfect with the necklace that Aiden gave you

You checked yourself in the mirror and you looked beautiful!

You got your belongings and decended down the the stairs to meet your family

"Ah Wow" Aiden gasped

"Oh my god honey, you look so beautiful" you mom complimented you and kissed you on the forehead

"Damn girl, you look amazing" Aiden hugged you

"Okay so let's get going otherwise we will lose our reservation" your mom said and pushed you both towards the door

.

.

"Hi, we have a reservation un - -" Before you could ask the manager about your reservations, Aiden caught your wrists and pulled you towards an empty room

"Aiden what are you doing, the tables are there" you pointed towards the opposite side of the restaurant

"Ai-"

"SURPRISE!!!!" the room lit up revealing all of your friends smiling at you

You were in a shock

"Oh my god" you exclaimed

"Happy birthday babe" Ryan and Blake came forward hugging you and giving your presents with a big hug

"Thank you so much, gosh" you teared up

You looked around to see the decor

"F.R.I.E.N.D.S, themed huh" you chuckled

"Ofcourse, we know your obsession with it. It was this party or no party at all" Aiden came hugging you from the side

"Haha thanks" you leaned your head on his shoulders

One by one all of your friends and relatives came to wish you and gave you presents but all this while your eyes were looking for those beautiful green orbs that you love the most

"Hey you okay?" Kim brought you out of your thoughts

"Uhm hey I'm good" you cleared your throat

"Are you sure?" Kim got concerned

"It's Chris" You whispered

"What are you talking about"

"He-" the waiter came with some champagne

"Thank you" you both took one glass each and thanked him

"He went to DC yesterday, um and he called me last night and was acting very weird. On top of that he has not once called or texted me today!" You said

"Oh, I think he might be busy" Kim replied

"I thought so too and I get it but atleast a text would have been good, I called him so many times but it's all going to voice-mail"

"I thin-"

"TIA!" Before Kim could reply to you, someone yelled your name and turning around you saw Lisa and Scott

"Oh my god, hi" you greeted them

"Happy birthday girl!" Scott wished you

"Thank you so much" you held their hands

"Okay everyone, let's get some music and get your asses to the dance floor" Tom announced on the microphone

"Come on let's go" Deepika forced you towards the dance floor

.

After 20 mins or so

Aiden came towards you and pulled you out of the dance floor and held your phone up

IT'S CHRIS, OH MY GOD

You took the phone and ran out of the room to pick it up in a quite place

You found an empty room and knocked before entering

You gasped

The whole room was lit up with candles

The vibration of your phone caught your attention that Chris is still calling

"Helloo, helloo Chris" you answered the call

"Hey Tia" Chris replied

"Where were you all day? I was so worried" you told him

"I'm sorry was caught up" he sighed

"Look um I ne- ed to t-alk to yo-u" his voice cracked

"What I can't hear you! Chris Chris" you yelled

"We ne-ed t" and the call cut off

"Damn it!" You yelled in frustration

You were about to leave the beautiful room when the closet door opened catching your attention

It's the person you were dying to see since yesterday

"Chris?" You were confused, thinking that this was a dream

"Hey birthday girl" he smiled

"What....how are you-"

"Shu shu shush" he silenced you

"Did you do all this?" You asked him pointing towards the room

He then kneeled down on one knee, making you gasp loudly

"Tia, in all my life I never thought I would be so lucky as to fall in love with you. You make me happier than I ever thought I could be and if you let me I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way"

He then took out a beautiful ring and looked at you

You were a crying mess

"Tia Thomas, will you marry me?"

You wiped up your tears

"YES" you replied

He then placed the ring on your finger and stood up

You looked at the ring on your finger and pulled him in to a hard kiss

He had his hands on your waist securely

"I love you so much" you told him starting deep into his soul

"I love you too, soon to be Mrs Tia Thomas Evans" he replied and you chuckled

"CAN WE COME IN YET, WE'RE DYING OUT HERE!" you guys heard Tom scream from outside

"Come in, Come in" Chris yelled back

"So....." Lisa started

You pulled up your hand to show them the ring

And all of them cheered

"CONGRATULATIONS!!"

After thanking everyone

"You all knew?" You asked them

"Ahan, this all was his plan" Aiden replied pointing towards Chris

"Awwww, thank you so much" you confessed

"Come on now, we have a birthday cake to cut" Chris yelled and all of you went to the party hall

You cut the cake and then spent the whole night in the arms of your fiancé 🥰

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[georgesbee]

Daddy’s little girl Part.2//G.W

Paring: George.Weasley x (Y/N) reader

Warning: smut, +18, dirty talk, chocking, blowjob, fuckfacing, being rough, Quckie, touchy ,kissing,abuse, knife play (knife play is not that much) and everybody should know that they just toxic , some people have this issue and Problem it’s really bad and sick and not good so if u feel uncomfortable with it than don’t read it ur Problem but don’t wonder why it is so sick. Many people have that problem that they like someone but they are very toxic and she acutely gets abused from him and manipulated.

⚠️Another Warning⚠️: sorry guys, it‘s very long, especially the intro, but promise it is worth it. I've tried very hard. Give notice for Part 3.

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It has now been a week since George who hit for the first time and literally killed you and then you two did it.

Nothing has changed so much since that day. George is still the same as you are except for one thing. You were afraid, afraid that george will hurt you very, very much, and will be more palpable than usual. You were afraid it would happen so you never tried to question him or yell at him. Of course you loved him very much anyway and you didn't know why, except him. Sometimes you think about finding disadvantages and breaking up, but your behind thought tells you that he is your god and that you should never do that. So you cleaned and cooked for him like other things. You did everything he wanted. What George sees and he always confesses his love to you and sometimes massaged you in bed and kissed all over your body and down to your ass and didn’t stop massaging you. and you loved it so much. Sometimes you just want to jump on him and kiss him fully, and make him really comfortable until you hear his little quiet groans say your name and his hands touch your body.

In any case, after the spectacle, george began to make it clear to you that he is the man in the house and that you only belong to him. that's why he made rules.

the first rule was 1: you are not allowed to go anywhere without asking him.

2: don't meet any other boy

3: don't dance with any other boy at parties.

4: never get rude to him.

5: never lie to your daddy.

6: cook for him, and whoever he wants then give it to him too.

These rules had to be followed otherwise there were always punishmends. which he always loved to do. You had done these regularly really well.

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"haha" was all I heard the whole time and how they told jokes about their wives from my boyfriend and his friends. I heard all of this with a few women from my boyfriends friends and we all went to the bar and got our men a beer because they treated us like their cleaning ladies the whole time. Whenever me and George go to the club (main quarters) from the gang then there are always his friends with whom he always meets and not to forget the girlfriends of the men. I always had to hang out with the women while the men were all together. I can say one thing: I didn't like these women, I think they are bitchy. But there was one thing where we were the same, we were all treated the same. every time we meet a girl starts to burst into tears because her Boyfriend would have hit her or allmost killed her but they only started to cry properly when they said that they still loved their men so crazy. Sometimes our conversations were intimate and we would tell how our men were in bed this time. Those were the things I liked about the girls, we were all open and honest. And what each of us admits that we are all afraid of our men and do everything they want so that they do not just hit us once although we love the sex afterwards.

"and Y / N does george still talk about what happened days ago" Luci asked me. "no not anymore. but I'm sure something will happen."

"After all, he now made rules for me , I don't want to think about what will happen if I don't follow them". "Oh, all of us got these rules, nothing new." said sarah

"yes and the punishment would be great hard sex" said luci again. "yes or he contest you again and hit you, I'm sorry but we all have to go through it". One bar keeper gave us the beers. "eight and more know immediately they'll call us now because of the beers, I'm sure the first thing when we go to them we'll make out with them and we'll smell that alcohol again." Everyone started to laugh, then we stopped because it actually happend .

"Hey ... ladys come over to us, do you have our drinks?" asked mario Luci's boyfriend. "yes baby we are coming" luci ran over to him and gave him a kiss on the mouth, he then drank his beer and she sat on his lap. We all also went to our friends who were still laughing and seducing us with their eyes.

"here baby, your beer" you gave george his drink. he took it sloppily from your hands. and formed a sign with his hands that you should sit down next to him. When you sat down next to him, he sat you on his lap. where he gave a gentle tender kiss on your shoulders. It tickled but his lips were so warm and tender.

you could see the love of luci that was in that kiss. Mario put his hands on her hips and pressed them closer to him between his legs. and returned the kiss.

"I'm sorry for her," said Sarah. " Why?" I asked. " this poor girl was recently beaten by him until she was soft, she still has a few bruises on her arm "I was shocked, I mean we were All beaten up by our boyfriends. That’s how guys are in a gang. But I could feel her pain . "And the poor thing couldn’t still do something or say something to him?"

“Y / N these guys are horny and hot but they are completely crazy. Do you do something wrong or say something and don't populate their rule, I'm sorry but then you will be beaten so badly till you finally check it. Only a woman counts for them who is sexy, beautiful, has a good character and can cook well and who can do everything for them, "explained chantal.

" Already really sick, " I said. " Well, we have no other chance than to love them "said sarah

"yes, but inside we really love them" said Chantal. "god doesn't even know why" we all started to laugh.

when we looked at Luci again we saw Mario forcing her to sit on his lap. She smiled anyway. you could see they were all drunk. All the men laughed for some reason, definitely they are just too drunk.

the other three men looked at us that should say we should come. "What are you waiting for, don't leave me alone" Luci admitted to us.

"Off to the war" were the last words from us and ran towards her. I could already see George's face as he looked at me with that crooked, dirty smile and finished his drink and held a cigarette in his other hand.

"Hey baby" he said with the same smile as whoever he was going to fuck me. "hey daddy" I went to him next to it and wanted to sit down next to him. But he grabbed me with his big firm hands on my hip and pressed me on his lap so that I sat on him.

"do you have my beer?" I gave it to him. "Well done," he whispered against my neck that gives me gense skin every time. He stroked my hair away from the neck so that he had a lot of flat. He spread his legs and gave soft little kisses from my neck to my shoulders. "you are so beautiful" he whispered in my ear.

All the men were drunk and touched their friends in the most uncomfortable places and we women didn't say a word about it. Goerge put his drink on the table and touched your thighs and kissed you back up to your neck. His hands slowly wandered under your top. Fu started twitching with fright.

"Guess what's going on, we don't want to continue somewhere else," he said, grinning like a devil.

"It's nothing but now we should all stop looking". Really, no one had looked except for George's drunken friends. She grinned at George, this look bared everything like: '' Fuck her, she'll do whatever you want anyway it. '' He just went up with his hands and touched your soft, delicate skin and caressed it and was almost on your chest. But you had put your hands on his and pushed his hands away.

"There are too many people here".

“ ich You also want me to touch and knead your breasts and rub your nipples around. and then stick my big fingers in your sweet little lower lips again and again.“

of your thoughts how he would make it real how he told you would make your face red. You knew he would do it directly, no matter who was watching everything, he was really drunk, only thing you hated about him but you liked it at the same time because he treated you like his servant and toy. I know it sounds stupid but if you thought about it, it turned me on even more. But you had to stay strong even though it was a giant who knows what he would do if he was drunk and aggressive at the same time.

"No" you turned your head away from him and pulled your shirt down. your friend shook over at u with a disappointed look. she knew and u knew what could happen but sometimes you have to face your friend. George snorted and took a sip of his drink. You could feel from behind how frustrated he was, which made you smile for a moment.

"my drink is empty bring me a new one" said george

you got up and went to the bar . when you were about to order you saw a boy sitting down next to you.

"Hey, little one," said the dark hairy guy next to you.

"Hello," you said, slightly confused. "my name is cole, and you little one"

"it's none of your business" "Oh, so you want to play with me like that"

"I don't want to play anything" you said shortly afterwards the waiter came "a beer please"

"It's on me," said Cole to the waiter. "why are you doing this" . "I would do anything pretty girls like you do"

I was very flattered and he wasn't ugly either. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes, he had muscles. And he wore rings too.

"I have a friend" "I don't see him" you briefly peeked at George. He didn't look.

He began to lightly caress your cheek and made a tear of hair behind your ear "so again, what's your name?" "Y / N" "a very nice name"

"Thank you" I was very flattered. His hand ran down toefer to your thigh "he smiled at you with a crooked grin. I crossed my legs." If you are shy, you don't have to be "," I can protect you, with me you are forever safe "

"That's very cute, but I have a boyfriend" even though you didn't want it, you found him very attractive and easily drawn to him. He got up from his chair and stood in front of you, resting his hands on your bum. "If you think so differently, here you can reach me" he put a note in her neckline and ran away without bothering him that he had just touched her breast lightly.

a small grin crept onto your lips, you ran your hand lightly over where he had touched you: on your chest. You saw a small piece of paper peeping out of your top you pulled it out. the end of the note was inside your bra.

you had to giggle slightly from the contents of the note:

492346783 ~ call me.

u put the note back in your bra.

When you took the beer and got up you saw George looking over at you. when you arrived at the table you sat down on his lap. He took the drink and took a long swig. "hey .. don't drink so much" you put the drink on the table.

when you looked to the side you saw cole looking over at you from another table with guys. You looked away quickly. Thereupon you put two hands on your thigs and they went up even more slowly. It was George's hands.

He spread his legs even more and more slowly he moved his mouth back to your neck and kissed you up to your ear.

"finally stop" you said.

"shut up" he replied and continued kissing your neck. He slowly moved his hips in a circle around your butt. He grabbed your thigs harder with his hands that you twitched briefly and took his hands away.

"Get up now," he said harshly. you got up confused. He got up and took your hand and led you somewhere into a corner, then you saw the sign to the entrance of the tioletten. He took you to the young toilets in a single toilet and george closed the door. Luckily there was nobody inside who saw you.

"george what's wrong with you? and why are we in the toilet?"

George was faster than a leopart and lunged at Y / N and kissed Y / N hard on the lips. Confused, you quickly kissed back and wrapped your hands in his hair. the kiss was so full of passion and was raugh.

"It's not a good idea here," said y / n. George grabbed you by the hand by your neck and pressed you against the wall that your back started to hurt and your head hit the wall.

"Who do you shut up your mouth." He came closer to your face and now whispered next to her ear. "You didn't shut up when the guy at the desk talked to you, bet he said he wanted to fuck you". you opened your eyes as if in shock. when did he see that. "That was nothing like nothing-" "Shhhhh" he whispered on and kissed you on your mouth. "you never learn do you?" again a kiss on the mouth this time more dominant, his hand pressed more on your neck. "I learned a lot baby, we talked normally, I said I have a friend he didn't want to hear. He means nothing".

"shh" he put his index finger on your lips and kissed down on your chest and licked his tongue down to your bra and found the note and pulled it out. "what is there, ouhhh" he looked at you with his deathly eyes, your lips were committed to tremble. "Call me, it says here, ouh and what would happen of u call him. Would u meet by him Home and have hard sex, during which you scream his name"

“George please-" "please what" his voice got colder and his eyes got colder more threatening. "please don't-"

"hurt me,why shouldn't I, after all, you wanted to sleep with someone else" he got his knive out of his leather jacket pocket. your eyes widened. He brought the knife under your top and stroked your belly. The feeling of cold metal brushing on ur stomach till he cutted your bra in the middle and Took his Knive away After That he threw ur the top away from you,and stormed his lips on your breasts and licked your nipples and sucked on them. he tied the other breast with his hand.

"you are such a bitch, you are lucky that I am not killing you here now" he kissed you from your nipples to your mouth. You didn't want to know what would happen afterwards if you wouldn't kiss him back. a touch of alcohol flavor came into your mouth. It was really full of alcohol. "Are you such a dirty bitch who wants to be fucked, take off your pants" you hesitated and shivered. you try to cling to the wall, afraid that he would Hit you again. "NOW" you opened your pants and took them off.

"suck me off and your punishment at home won't be too bad," said george with his hungry eyes. because you didn't move, he gave you a firm, burning slap in the face. your head turned sideways from the blow. then he quickly pulled one hair and looked at your red cheek and your glassy eyes. He pushed you down on your lap. full of fear you looked into his eyes and opened his belt and his pants too. with the boxers you could see how tough he was. you rubbed him into his pants with your hand. then you took off his boxers. His tail showed like a boomer wrangled out. Your hands on his upper shekel and your tongue began to lick his tip and you licked his whole cock. You saw how he bent his head back.

"Now finally suck!" you started to take his cock in your mouth. first thing you sucked on its tip the whole time and slowly went down and up again. With your hands you rubbed the rest that you couldn't get into your mouth. you got faster and faster your head down and up until you tried to take it all the way in your mouth and you had to choke it.

george grunted at the sound that came out of your mouth. he whispered your name in pleasure. his tones were drawn into your hair and pulled on it. "you make me feel so good" he pulled your hair and pushed you down even more with your mouth to his cock. "You mean mine," said George in a voice that sounded like he was about to come. Tears came to your eyes as you had to gag even more. with your tongue you lick his cock again. without warning you he came into your mouth while he was saying your name.

While Fu was trying to take a break, he put on his pants and took out his knife. He pointed it at your neck and came ominously closer. you ran towards the wall. "take off your panties"

slowly and with a questioning look you took off your panties. "why do you need them" you asked. "not me but you need them"

now he smiled like a Devile. "I'll take them with me" he put the underwear Deep in his pocket. and walked closer to your face and stroked your hair away from ur forehead. "We'll finish the rest at home, my friends are waiting for me. Don't think I've finished" he went to her belly and kissed her from her belly to her pelvis and then slowly licked her thigh with his warm tongue and closer to your flower. but then he stopped and walked from the toilet back to his friends.

you had bitten your lip and it took you a while to pull yourself off. However, when you were finished and tried hard to get out of the boys toiltete raud without underpants. luckily nobody was there and you rant out and straighten your hair. when you were at the table and looked at george you had hopped that this day should not end, because of the fear of going home. The thought of what could happen at home already hurt your legs while thinking.

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Part 3 Comes soon 🤍 i Hope u liked it.i know it’s long but it was hard for me. warning : in part 3 may Can be Knife Play again.🤫😂

[hyenahunt]

Werewolf - 2

Writer: Nishioka Maiko

Season: Summer

Proofreading: 310mc (JP)

Translation: Bella & hyenahunt

Rinne: You ain’t talked at all, Sazamin. Ain’t that sus? You tryin’ to keep somethin’ from us?

[Location: Seisou Hall Common Room]

Sora: (Hehe ♪ Dazzling-oniisan and Shinobu-chan are the werewolves this time, huh~?

Yuu-chan’s the seer, and Master’s the medium.

As for Ei-chan senpai, Jun-chan-senpai, aaand Gambler-oniisan —

—they're all villagers. Sora’s got a good grasp on the situation!

This is gonna be an interesting game, huh~♪ Sora’s looking forward to it!)

Is everyone ready~?

Morning's come~. Please start!

Natsume: AlRIGHT. Tenshouin-senpai — or rather, the old fart is a wereWOLF. Everyone, vote to hang HIM...♪

Shinobu: Wha!? That's how you're going to start things off!?

Eichi: I object, Sakasaki-kun. Not only to the name you gave me, but even more importantly — why decide I'm a werewolf without any investigation whatsoever?

I’d like to hear your grounds for accusation, at the very least.

Natsume: Because I say you ARE? As you’re the worst person HERE, you old FART.

Eichi: How heartless. I’m a genuine law-abiding villager, you know? Hanging me would do nothing but put the villager faction at a disadvantage.

Shinobu: C-Could the two of you hold on for just a moment...

Yuta: Sakasaki-senpai and Tenshouin-senpai, please calm down!

Shinobu: (Yuuta-kun...! That's Yuuta-kun for you, coming to the rescue. The game can't keep going like this, so those two have got to be stopped!)

Yuta: I mean, if we're doing this based on sheer villain vibes, then a certain someone fits the bill even more. Isn't that right, Rinne-senpai? So yeah, let's all vote him out ♪

Shinobu: You too, Yuuta-kun!?

Jun: Both of your grudges are seriously on full display, huh. This ain't even a game anymore.

Rinne: Hold up, don’t just go decidin’ shit on your own! Ya boy’s one of them goody-two-shoe villagers too, yanno!?

Y'know, with the way he's makin' such a fuss to get me, a villager, hanged… Maybe Yuta-kun's actually the werewolf here.

Yuta: I'm a villager, alright! I swear to God I really am!

Rinne: I don’t trust a single thing that comes outta that mouth of yours. All you gotta do is change one li’l thing and your name gets pretty damn close to Judas, don’t it? [1]

Yuta: Excuse me!? My name's Yu-u-ta! And for the record, it's a tall order asking anyone to trust you!

Hiyori: Say, Jun-kun? Is the game supposed to play out like this?

Jun: Not in the slightest.

Hiyori: Hmm, that so?

Alright, I'd like everyone to stop and listen to me! At this rate, we're not going to get anywhere, are we? First of all, why don't we come out with our various roles?

For your information, I'm an innocent villager of the highest social standing, of course!

Eichi: Well, it’s just as Hiyori-kun says — senseless arguing will only waste time. I don’t have that much to spare, you know?

As for me, I’d like for the seer to reveal himself. We don’t have enough evidence otherwise.

Of course, staying hidden is a viable option, but… we’d simply have to start hanging people at random in that case. That wouldn’t be ideal for either faction, now would it?

Shinobu: Mmm... You've got a point there...

Well, I'll come out with it, then. I got the role of the "seer".

The first villager identity the GM told me was Tenshouin-dono.

Eichi: Fufu. That’s proof enough of my innocence, isn’t it? Too bad.

Natsume: TCH… But we still don’t know whether or not Shinobu-kun’s telling the TRUTH.

Yuta: Huh? W-Wait a minute! I'm the real seer!

And on that note, the villager I learnt of was Sakasaki-senpai.

Natsume: HmMM, well, it is true that I am ONE.

(Heheh. I’m not just a villager THOUGH.

I’m the “medium,” though I have to hide THAT. My very existence spells trouble for the “werewolves” who try to deceive everyone else in this PHASE.

After ALL, I can speak with the DEAD.)

NOW, isn’t that STRANGE? For there to be two “seers” HERE... That is to say: one of you is a sham — a werewolf in sheep’s cloTHING.

Yuta: Seriously~? I'm the real deal, though...

Shinobu: N-No, I am?

Jun: Hm? Speaking of which, aren't any other roles gonna out themselves? I guess it's typical for the "medium" to stay low, huh? I'm a villager, for the record.

Eichi: Ah, I see. With that, all of us have outed ourselves. Now - what shall we do?

Rinne: There’s nothin’ else to do but hang the two seers one after the other, yeah? The real one might bite the dust, but I’m pretty sure we’ll get the werewolf too.

Hiyori: I do wonder about that? As it stands, these two are in a gray zone ready to be hanged at any time. I believe it's worth noting that we could get even more information from actively leaving them alone!

After all, should we choose the wrong one to hang, it'll be a breeze for the werewolves to control the flow of the game.

Rinne: Man, you can think that way all you want, but that just looks like you’re a werewolf protectin’ his packmate, y’know? Hiyori-chan?

Hiyori: I'm fully prepared to be suspected for speaking up, of course. But it's precisely because I'm innocent that I can come out and say all this, you know!

Rinne: Whatever you say. By the way, I’ve been wonderin’ about somethin’...

You ain’t talked at all, Sazamin. Ain’t that sus? You tryin’ to keep somethin’ from us?

Jun: Wha!? You've got the wrong idea, man. I'm just overwhelmed by your combined enthusiasm.

Rinne: Then lemme make it a li’l easier for you. Tell us whatcha got, Sazamin!

Jun: Hmm... I guess I'd agree with Ohii-san here...

It's true that the more info we have, the more likely it'll be for us to get confused in this game, but if we let 'em live I feel like it'll be easier to find the second werewolf as well.

Watching out for who tries to protect each other is gonna prove to be important, I feel.

Hiyori: Yes, yes, Jun-kun. That's exactly it!

Sora: (Haha~♪ Dazzling-oniisan and Shinobu-chan sure are amazing at this, huh~? They’ve got the appearance of being villagers down pat!)

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Translation Notes: [1]: Rinne’s nickname for Yuuta is Yuta (ユタ), which, upon adding a dakuten to the last syllable, transforms it into Judas (ユダ) of Biblical traitor fame.

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