#heavens offical blessing au

[spirit--blade]

What do you wager?

This is a basically Aventurine in Hua Cheng's outfit. A little more of this mini au under the cut :)

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[leawesomesloth]

Sweet tooth ☺️

Original

[talk-danmei-to-me]

Just Modern TGCF things:

Shi Qingxuan being a nepo baby but also being completely oblivious to the fact and buying everyone all the drinks at every work gathering.

[amystarsmith]

Loving the fic Nothing But Treble by @xi-vz so I had to make fanart!!

[hualianff]

(Omegaverse, light NSFW, h*rny jail)

Thinking about omega XL taking his good friend (who also happens to be an alpha) HC’s proposition to fake-date to deter unwanted advances from other suitors. Except the longer they drag their fake relationship out, the more XL uses their situation as an excuse to have HC’s hands all over his body, HC’s lips attached to his neck, or an excuse to rock back against the alpha’s heated body.

After all, hearing HC’s pleased groans in his ear drove XL wild. 

When XL notices his good friend receiving one too many interested gazes at a party, XL gives in to his jealous desires by climbing onto HC’s lap and pulling the alpha in for a steamy kiss. Despite HC enthusiastically licking into XL’s mouth, XL still grabs onto his nape, refusing to let him pull back. (Not that HC plans to.)

Feeling a blissful thrum zing from where their lips connect to his curling toes, XL teasingly grinds down on HC’s growing bulge, then whimpers.

HC captures his lips to swallow the pretty sound.

The alpha runs his hands up and down the XL’s back, then slides them down to grab a handful of the omega’s plump ass. He lets XL set the pace, and even contributes by lifting his hips to better rub their erections together. 

What pulls XL out of his trance is the scent of his slick permeating the air. He tries to sit back, but HC grips his chin with a warning growl. 

“Gege didn’t think he could just leak all over me and then leave, now did he?” HC purrs, his grip on XL’s ass tightening. 

“A-ah, San Lang-”

“Forgive me, gege, but I’m getting very greedy. I want to taste you.”

“You are tasting me,” XL can’t help but tease.

“No, I want to taste you down there,” HC shamelessly says. “How about we find a bed and see what other parts of you I can get my mouth on?”

XL’s body trembles with a full-body shiver. Stubborn to not let HC gain the upper-hand, XL reaches between them to cup HC’s clothed cock. 

“Only if San Lang begs.”

HC’s breath hitches. He hides his face in XL’s neck, then decides to kiss the skin right below XL’s scent gland.

With a low chuckle, the alpha murmurs, “Gege, you're playing a dangerous game.”

XL manages a shaky smile, unable to conceal how affected he is by his stupidly sexy and charming friend. He digs the heel of his palm into HC’s hardness, causing the alpha’s hips to pitifully jump. 

“Indeed, especially when no other alpha has tasted me before.”

[vinzulu]

[x-crowart-x]

Hualian in my Phantom of the Opera AU!

Watch out for more posts about this AU! I should be posting an AU summary hopefully soon! The first hashtag is the tag i made for it btw :)

[shimaiitsoh]

[t0yearnf0r]

*sips my drink*

so what did i miss?

[bee-the-loser-recs]

~~~~~☼ My Yuta One-shot Fic Recs ☼~~~~

𖤓 Call me by your name By @yutaholic 17k, tattoo artist Yuta, reader gets tattoos, nurse reader, both have bad past exes, fluff, smut, slight angst, (mis)communication, alcohol use

𖤓 Deep end By @yutaholic 22k, rich heir Yuta, bartender reader, mentions of arranged marriage, lack of freedom, smut, fluff, angst, kind of sugar daddy relationship, cigarette use

𖤓 On my own By @yutaholic 16k, non-idol au, cheating partners, getting revenge on ex partners, falling in love, smut, angst, fluff, revenge romance, reckless, raunchy, brief violence, cigarette use

𖤓 Convincing By @suhnshinehaos SMAU, university au, fake dating to real dating, shitty exes, basketball player Yuta, fluff, cute conversations, Yuta has a crush on reader

𖤓 Spiked By @suhnshinehaos 0.78k, drabble, office au, fluff, spiked punch bowl, reader looks after Yuta, drunk Yuta, mutual crushes, promises of kissing when sober

𖤓 In disguise By @tqmies 13k, Jungwoo x reader (x Doyoung x Yuta), college au, roommates, camboys, romantic Jungwoo & reader, foursome, smut, fluff, friends Mark & Haechan

𖤓 Fuck the police By @loudstan Magic au, werewolf Yuta, police officer reader, reader can read minds, smut, slight fluff, imprinting, slight angst

𖤓 Missing pieces By @woozten-x 18.8k, non-idol au, model Yuta, cafe worker reader, Shotaro is reader's brother, model Shotaro, living down the hall from another, homesickness, fluff, slight angst, comfort, teasing, jealousy

𖤓 Hard to fake [part 1], [part 2], & [part 3] By @irregular-idol-imagines 1.7k & 1.5k & 1.9k, non-specified au, Yuta is a friend's roommate, creepy dates, help getting rid of a creep, fluff, suggestive & sexual nature, awkwardness, dirty talk, making out, phone sex

𖤓 Kitchen flirt By @irregular-idol-imagines 600+, roommates to lovers?, humour, asking for outfit checks, making out, flirting, suggestive nature

𖤓 One of the Girls [part 1] & [part 2] By @irregular-idol-imagines 1.7k & 1.4k, friends to lovers?, fluff, insecure & toxic date, verbal conflicts, stereotypes, drinking together, discussions of relationships & dynamics, "girls night", suggestive nature

𖤓 Highway to heaven & Runaway with me By @justwritedreams 2.1k & 2.2k, college au, established feelings kind of, making out, suggestive nature, slight fluff, parties, friends NCT 127, beach holidays together with friends

𖤓 Rum, eggnog and an accidental confession By @neonun-au 4.2k, holiday au, fake dating to get family pressures of your back, Christmas time, accidental confessions, fluff, pining, past university partners

𖤓 Surprise By @jungcherie 10k, boss Yuta, secretary reader, parenthood au, abandoned child, mentions of them being Yuta's biological son, angst, slight fluff, friend Mark

𖤓 Love me now By @kpophours 7.3k, non-idol au, tattoo artist and piercer Yuta, old college friends, past crushes, fluff, suggestiveness, slight angst, idiots friends to lovers, mutual pining

𖤓 Fuchsia coloured sunglasses By @whereisten 28.5k, rockstar!Yuta, makeup artist reader, soulmate au, fluff, angst, some smut, different dimensions, comedy

𖤓 Delphinium By @taelme 12k, demi god au, Hades' son Yuta, Demeter's kid reader, angst, in depth discussions of grief, parental loss, hurt/comfort, some fluff, comfort from Yuta, slight strangers to lovers

𖤓 Tattoos and tea By @bellalikeskitties 1.9k, flower shop owner reader, tattoo artist Yuta, edgy x sunshine dynamic, cute, reader wants a tattoo, spending time together, fluff

𖤓 Just like me By @bellalikeskitties 1.6k, demon Yuta, immortal au, reader has a sick sister, making deals & selling your soul, God's blessing, mentions of Doyoung

𖤓 Cologne By @jaelvr 3.5k, college au, enemies to lovers, mutual feelings, Jonny is reader's brother, brother's best friend trope, fluff, angst, mutual feelings

𖤓 Just between us [part 1] & [part 2] By @mrkis 9.2k & 14.4k, established relationship between Yuta & reader, inviting Mark to join them, smut, mentions of Winwin being included in their dynamic, slight fluff, teasing, discussions of the rest of NCT having crushes on reader

𖤓 Train crush By @planetkiimchi 4k, strangers to lovers, meet cutes, non-specified au, red-haired Yuta, train crushes, asking one another out, fluff, cuties

𖤓 Sweet deception By @neowinestainedress 19.5k, Haechan|Yuta|Jaehyun|Jaemin|Johnny|Jeno x reader, halloween party, smut, monsterfucking, demon Haechan, fairy Jaemin, incusub Jeno, tentacle monster Yuta, ghost Jaehyun, shadow Johhny, smut, plot twist

𖤓 [1:24am] By @gyeomsweetgyeom Drabble, best friends to lovers, Yuta & reader have a habit of making out while drunk, frat NCT, other 127 members mentioned, pining, fluff, slight suggestiveness, mentions of weed

𖤓 Limo By @springseasonie 1.5k, Yuta x reader x Doyoung, established relationship, polyamorous, smut, driving in a limo, high fashion event, sexual content, semi public sex

[lumorie]

Morgan and Garret (Heaven's Offical Blessing AU) 🦋

[mushgloomz]

Modern Love

dbf!Joel Miller x f!Reader

• AN: icl this is one of my FAVOURITE joel miller fanfic themes, so ofc I had to write one into modern love as well. apologies for the abrupt cut off at the end, my tumblr crashed and I lost half of the shit I had been working on and i honestly couldn’t chill out enough to write it again lool; not proofread as always <3

• Warnings: alcohol, language, no outbreak au, single reference to groping, reader is afab with hair.

• Word Count: approx 4.2k

2: Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now

Things had been weird since Joel’s birthday… really weird. You’d walked your father home, practically hauling him along for the short walk back to the house, all the while trying desperately to ignore the crushing sensation in your gut. Everything had felt off from the moment Joel had scarpered away from you after the kiss.

Living in the same neighbourhood became increasingly awkward with each passing day. You’d give a cautious wave over to him when you were on your way to work, only to be met with a flat expression and the cold shoulder. It felt awful.

At one point, you’d even gone over to see if he wanted to talk. He’d done no more than shake his head, mumbling ‘nothin’ to talk about’ before heading into his garage, leaving you stood clueless on the drive. He may as well have smacked you across the face.

It was a week after the party when you heard your dad talking to someone on the phone. Straining your ears to hear the one-sided conversation, you could tell who he was talking to – of course he was talking to Joel. There was a brief pause, and you heard your name mentioned, followed by a swift, “Oh, alright then’ from your father. It made your stomach tense all over again.

You let your feet carry you down the stairs, where your father was slouched on the sofa, aimlessly watching something on the television. “Hey, who were you talking to?”, you asked, a tinge of anxiety in your tone. A mumble reached your ears as your dad responded.

“Just Joel. He’s been a bit funny since his birthday, God knows why. Asked if he wanted you to babysit Sarah and he said he’d already booked someone.”

Bile rose in your throat involuntarily. He’d booked a sitter for Sarah. But… you’d always done it, free of charge, ever since your families had become acquainted. Not trusting your voice in that moment, you simply nodded before making yourself scarce and returning upstairs.

Even on the days that you worked, you had always made a point of letting Joel know that you were free in the evenings if he was ever working late. The soft duvet on your bed made its way around your shoulders as soon as you’d arrived in your room, and you sat, pondering on the situation until your hands stopped shaking. Had you really fucked things up that much?

A drawn-out breath left your mouth before you stood, reaching for your phone. This shouldn’t, no – couldn’t, become a hyper-fixation. Scrolling through messages with a newfound urgency, you typed out a message in your work group-chat; a call to the masses, if you will. You hit send, waiting for a response as people read the message you’d sent, hoping that someone would bite and agree to go out tonight.

Sounds good :)

I’m down! Where are we headed?

Time?

A sigh of relief replaced the deep breathing you’d taken on whilst waiting; working in an office with people your age was a blessing in this very moment. You shot over the name of a new-ish bar in town, not far from where you all worked. People ‘liked’ the message, and mission Get Over Yourself was in action.

Following a swift shower, you rummaged through your wardrobe. Whatever you ended up wearing, you knew it had to be hot; after all, the best way to get over someone was to get under someone, right? Your hands skimmed the different fabrics hanging in front of you before yanking out a dress. Low-cut in the chest? Check. Barely long enough to cover your ass? Check. Perfect.

After squeezing yourself into the skimpy little number, you shrugged on a denim jacket and made your way down the stairs. It was already late; you slipped on a pair of shoes and darted out the door, not wanting to miss the last dregs of sunlight as you started walking toward town. The evening breeze whipped around your hair as you walked, granting some relief from the humid air.

The walk was pleasant enough to put you into less of a sour mood as you arrived, already spotting a few of your colleagues chatting amongst themselves outside the bar. One of the women from your department waved you over with a cheery grin. Pulling a fake smile in return, you joined the huddle.

“Not like you to be out on the town – why the change of heart?”

The question was spoken with a playful lilt by the same coworker that had called you over - Steph. “Just fancied a switch up”, you shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. Steph raised an eyebrow - you’d worked together for several years now; she knew when you weren’t telling the truth after seeing it in so many meetings and conference calls over time. “I’ll tell you later, maybe”, rolled out of your mouth under the scrutiny of her brow.

Satisfied with your response, Steph walked toward the doors of the bar, holding them open as she beckoned yourself and the group inside the dimly lit space. Tepid air hit your face, and the thrum of a live band ricocheted in your ears as you entered. It was heaving with people inside.

You noticed a few men looking over at you; none that took your fancy, but if they were already ogling you, it was probably for the best anyway. Steph took your wrist and squeezed the pair of you through the mass of bodies hovering around the bar until her free hand reached the counter. She grinned, nodding to you as the bartender approached. “Double rum and coke, and two shots of tequila please”, you half-shouted, wanting to be heard over the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

“Shit, you’re really going for it ain’t ya?”

Steph stood looking at you, a little dumbstruck, before ordering the exact same. Her surprise wasn’t entirely unwarranted – you rarely went out to begin with, and adding tequila to the mix was a sure-fire way of indicating that something was up. “Just loading up in case the bar gets too busy later”, you chuckled. You received an eyeroll in response as the bartender set down the drinks and shots.

Once you’d pushed a few crumpled bills across the bar, you slung back both shots consecutively, face contorting as the alcohol burned down your throat. Even the wedge of lime you swiftly jammed into your mouth didn’t do much to alleviate the scorch. Steph followed suit, taking her shots like a champ. You both grabbed your drinks and wormed your way back to the rest of your coworkers.

~~~~~

Several drinks, a drunken slow dance with someone’s mother, and one heated argument with a man that had tried to cop a feel later – you were absolutely shitfaced. Steph and a random woman that you’d befriended had walked down the street with you and were listening intently as you vented about the whole Joel situation.

 “He s-sounds like an asshole… don’t even waste your time.”

The incoherent babble from the random woman spurred something in Steph; snatching your phone from your hand whilst it was still unlocked. As you went to protest, she held up a hand before quickly typing something and locking the phone, handing it back to you. A groan left your lips as you unlocked the phone, swiping to check the last app she had been on… oh no. No, no, no.

yuor a dickhead joellllll lol

The words on your screen burned themselves into your retinas. This couldn’t have gotten any worse… until Joel started typing. You locked your phone and shoved it into your… wait, where was your jacket? Groaning loudly, you started to walk off in a strop in the direction of the bar; more alcohol would remedy this, or at least help you forget it until tomorrow, and you wanted that damn jacket back.

You saw your phone screen flash in your hand, and you gripped it tighter, trying to ignore the notification. You’d deal with the Joel situation eventually, but whilst inebriated? Not a fucking chance.

Somewhere along the way, you’d ended up taking a wrong turn. Squinting at the map on your phone, you ended up back at the bar half an hour later than anticipated. As you approached the door again, the bouncer simply blocked the entrance, shaking his head. “The fuck? Let me in, I need to get my jacket!”, you protested, words slurring together. As soon as you heard your voice out loud, the realisation dawned on you as to why you weren’t being allowed back in.

Grumbling profanities, you tried to focus your eyes on the screen of your phone, typing out a few messages to your dad.

drubk too much

at new bra in town

*bra

*bar

As you went to type another message, your phone screen went black. Fuck. Checking the map on your phone with your torch on had sapped the last of your battery; the pavement grew increasingly more inviting as you toyed with the reality of your current situation. With an exasperated huff, you sat yourself on the curb, elbows propped on your knees, and your head resting in your hands.

It wasn’t until the screech of tires and the slam of a vehicle door startled you that you realised you’d closed your eyes. As blurry as everything appeared to be around you, a figure approaching you came gradually into to focus. A firm hand around your elbow tugged at you, bringing you to your feet.

“Up, c’mon now. Hell were you thinkin’, gettin’ in a state like this?”

The once beloved grumble reached your ears… Joel. As you tilted your head to look up at him, everything wobbled and you swayed where you stood. A strong arm caught you, wrapping around your waist, holding you upright with a disgruntled sigh. “The… the hell a-are you doing here?”, you mumbled, hiccuping once as you started to speak. No response. A high-pitched whine rumbled in your throat, hand swatting weakly at the arm around your waist.

“You quit actin’ like a brat. Might think ‘m a dickhead, but ain’t nobody else savin’ your ass at 3 in the mornin’”

Feeling his grip tighten on your waist a little more, you let him lead you over to his truck across the street, defeated. There was a tense silence between the two of you before you stumbled over an apology about the text, trying to convey that you hadn’t sent it in the first place. Joel simply picked up his pace, and as you both approached the truck, he pulled open the passenger side door.

“Get in.”

The tone he took was stern but not as cold as you had expected. Your foot slipped as you climbed into the seat with all the grace of a newborn deer, and he caught you by your hips, grumbling under his breath as he pushed you up and onto the worn leather. No sooner had you sat, your head lulled back against the headrest, spinning.

“Christ, you’re a fuckin’ mess kid. C’mere, lemme buckle you in.”

As the frustrated whisper registered with you, Joel leaned over your lap, extending the seatbelt and clipping it in. He backed up, looking you over as if to ensure you weren’t going to slump out of the seat, before closing the door and heading to the driver’s side.

Slamming the door behind him, Joel quickly buckled his own belt and his hands found the steering wheel. He inhaled deeply with his eyes closed, fingers flexing, grounding himself before speaking again, this time in a much softer tone.

“Bottle of water next to ya. Drink.”

Your head, feeling as though it weighed three times more than before, swung forward. Closing one eye in a desperate bid to focus your vision, you grabbed at the water; half of it sloshing over your dress and bare legs as you clumsily tugged at the lid before bringing it to your lips. Joel sighed as you chugged back the remaining liquid from the bottle, taking it from your hands after you'd finished.

The truck growled as Joel turned the key, throwing a cautious glance your way before moving off and heading in the direction of your house. "H-how'd you know where I w-was?, you slurred, looking over to him with heavy lids. Despite how tense things had been since his birthday, you couldn't help but enjoy the fuzzy view of him that you had as he kept his eyes on the road and replied.

"Your old man called me, said you were drunk outta your mind. Asked if I could come get ya 'cause he'd had a drink too."

Humming in acknowledgement and blinking lethargically, you spoke again. "Hmm... thanks Joel" - you paused for a moment, drunken cogs whirring in your mind as you contemplated asking about the past week. The alcohol searing through your system ultimately made the decision for you. "I... I'm s-sorry if when we kissed-", you managed to stammer out before Joel cut you off.

"Don't. I made a mistake, crossed a line; 'm the one that should be apologisin'."

Joel's words were tender, a perfect juxtaposition to the way he white-knuckled the steering wheel as he spoke. Brows knitted together apologetically, he spoke again.

"Shouldn't have let myself drink so much... 'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable kid."

God, he sounded genuinely pained. Part of you wished that he wasn't having this conversation with you right now, knowing that any response you gave would be borderline incoherent. You swallowed hard. "Joel, I... I wasn't uncomfortable", you mumbled, trying your best to sound sober. A sharp inhale of breath followed suit from Joel, shaking his head ever so slightly as you rounded the corner onto your road.

"You're half my age sweetheart; it ain't right - you shouldn't be tryna spare my feelings right now."

Frustrated, you groaned a little. Why wasn't he taking you seriously? Before you could argue back, the truck came to a halt at the end of your driveway, and Joel exited the vehicle, walking around to assist you from the passenger seat. He extended a hand, palm turned up, for you to brace yourself on as you slid out of the door.

The same strong arm wrapped around your waist once again, guiding you as you walked in tandem up the path to your front door. Your hand found Joel's resting on your hip and you gave it a tentative squeeze. Words were beyond you now as the depths of your inebriation took their toll on your ability to speak. Joel's hand flexed under yours, barely noticeable, tightening his grip on your hip just a little more.

Once you'd knocked on the front door, Joel stood and waited with you until your father appeared, tired and disgruntled. He reached out for you, taking your hand as you wobbled through the threshold. With a thankful nod to Joel, he closed the door behind the pair of you and guided you up the stairs to your bed, muttering with frustration as he went.

~~~~~

The sun beamed gloriously through your curtains when you woke up. It made you want to hiss, to curl up under your duvet and block the world out as you nursed your self-inflicted hangover. You couldn't even remember the last time you had felt so rough. Every blink sounded like sheet metal being shook directly next to your ears.

Sketchy memories of the evening's antics slowly rolled in; blurs of conversations, the fact that your jacket was still unaccounted for. Joel collecting you. If only you could remember a single element of the chat you'd had on the way home. You laid there, racking your aching brain for as long as you could muster, before rolling over and swatting for your phone amongst the pillows.

Bless your dad - he must've put your phone on charge after getting you settled in bed. Copious amounts of notifications filled your phone screen; photos sent into the work chat, missed calls from Steph, a random number asking 'Who's number is this?'. Just the usual stuff.

Fingers found themselves hovering over your messages with Joel, his only response to Steph’s insult last night being a simple question mark. A grimace crept onto your face as you reflected on the state that he probably found you in, as if it wasn’t awkward enough as it was. With a sigh, your thumbs danced over the keyboard of your phone and hit send.

Hi Joel. Thank you for last night - sorry.

You locked your phone and tucked it under your pillow before submitting to the pounding in your head, closing your eyes once more and eventually drifting off into a fitful state of sleep.

Bonus Content: Joel’s POV (Golden Brown)

It couldn’t have been later than 2am when Joel’s phone vibrated against the oak bedside table to his left. Who the fuck was messaging him at this time? Thumb and index finger pressed against his eyes, rubbing away sleep, he used his free hand to reach over and grab his phone, nearly knocking off one of the several coffee mugs that had accumulated there throughout the week.

Your name stared back blankly at him, a near unintelligible message beneath it. He felt his heart skip a beat, followed swiftly by a tenseness in his stomach as he processed the words. A dickhead? Joel knew all too well that he was one, but needing to mention it before the sun broke from the horizon line was a little unnecessary. He shot back a single question mark; brain still in the throes of a sleep-induced stupor.

Sleeping was no longer on the cards. You were out somewhere, drunk to the point of belligerency, and it made his stomach turn. He contemplated calling you for a moment but thought better of it; what right did he have after the way he'd been acting for the past week? Pushing himself into an upright position, he sat with his back against the wooden headboard, waiting to hear back from you.

He must've dozed off; his phone buzzed angrily in his hand, startling him into consciousness once again. Without thinking, he raised the phone to his ear, not checking the caller ID. Taken aback by the sound of your father's voice, he cleared his throat with a small cough.

"Everythin' good?"

It didn't take long for your father to start reeling off his blatant frustration at the texts he had received from you. Joel sat and listened intently - he had to know that you were safe. All the moisture in his mouth disappeared as your father furthered his explanation of your evening; not seeming the slightest bit surprised that none of his calls were going through to you anymore.

"... I'm sorry to ask Joel, but could you swing by the bar and drag her ass home for me please? If she kicks up a fuss just give me a ring - I'll have to walk to go and meet her."

Your father had barely finished his sentence before Joel was out of his bed, haphazardly shrugging on the denim shirt he had been wearing during the day, putting the phone on speaker and letting it lay amongst the sheets.

"New bar in town, right? I'll be there, call if you hear anythin' from her in the meantime."

The words huffed out of his mouth in a moderately frantic tone as he shimmied on his grease-stained work jeans, stabbing at his phone with a single finger until the call hung up. Socks didn't even make it to his feet before steel-capped boots were shoved on. Joel pressed his head to Sarah's door, greeted by the soft, peaceful sound of restful breathing before he quickly headed out of the front door.

As he sat behind the wheel of his truck, typing a message out to his sleeping daughter in case she should wake, his leg bounced with trepidation as if it were willing his thumbs to hurry up. The text was sent and, without any further hesitation, Joel was flying down the quiet neighbourhood into town.

The ten minute drive felt arduous; every red light taunting him with its crimson glow as he rapped his fingers against the steering wheel, impatient. Would you still be there when he arrived? Or would he be left to hunt you down, wild goose chase-style? Would you be safe? A flash of green reached Joel's eyes and he was off once again, making the last turn onto the street housing the bar.

Joel's eyes darted rapidly over the faces of those lingering outside, the hazy smog of cigarette smoke billowing above them cast in an amber glow from the neon signage above the bar. That's when he saw you - half-asleep on the curbside, head lulled into your palms, your shoes sat in a neat pair beside you as your bare feet clung to the asphalt below them.

His foot hit the brakes, hard. He could see your bare arms and legs trembling ever so slightly, exposed to the crisp evening air; his gut wrenched at the thought of you being sat there a second longer, and his legs propelled him toward you with an unmatched urgency. Your eyes fluttered open as he approached, squinting at him as he leant down and grabbed your elbow to hoist you to your feet.

Christ, you were drunk. Really drunk. He could smell the booze emanating from you, equally as strong as the perfume that lingered on your skin. Your knees buckled as you attempted to right yourself under his grip - he curled his arm around your waist, pressing his side flush to yours with a grunt as he bore your weight for you. The usual melodic lilt of your voice was tainted with an alcohol-adjacent sloppiness as you mumbled something imperceptible to him.

Out of no where, you started to flap your hand at his arm, batting at his grasp around your waist. It was such a feeble attempt that he almost felt bad for snapping at you as he squeezed you closer to him, beginning the trudge back to the truck. You felt cold to the touch under his palm despite the few beads of perspiration on your forehead; the urge to glide his thumb against your waist as you walked only just being stilled.

As you both approached the passenger side door, a nauseating urge to not let go of you overwhelmed Joel. You were soft to the touch; so small in stature compared to his own breadth. Your hair, despite how frazzled it had become over the course of your evening, smelt so much like you, untouched by the scent of liquor. Shaking the thought from his mind, he reached out his free hand and swung open the door to the vehicle, grumbling at you to get in.

Relinquished from his grasp, you took a clumsy step up into the truck, your footing immediately lost as the second foot left the ground. Instinctually, Joel's hands flew forward to catch you, holding you up by your hips. The tiny dress you had worn had ridden up so high that it teetered just below the curve of your ass, making his cheeks warm and his mouth pool. Fuck, what he wouldn't do to have this view under different circumstances. With a shift of his biceps to help, you finally climbed the rest of the way into his truck, body limp as you rolled your head back against the plush upholstery.

The previous thoughts in his mind shifted to that of protection as he saw just how drunk you really were, already halfway to being unconscious. How much did you drink to get like this? He'd seen you drunk before; cheeks flushed, a flirtatious joke here and there that would linger in his mind for weeks after - this was a different level.

You made no protest as he leaned over your lap, chest grazing your bare thighs, buckling you in. He gave you a once over before making his way to his side of the truck - walking around the back so you couldn't see him run a hand through his hair, trying to get a fucking grip. It was like his body couldn't come to an agreement with his brain; a battle of morals raging on inside him as he eventually took his seat behind the wheel once more.

Another steeling of nerves ensued after he caught a glimpse of you in his periphery; chest rising and falling, lips parted just so. He felt like a criminal, like a pervert, for being so close to you whilst you looked like that. Maybe he was, he thought, fingers flexing over the steering wheel - why else would someone have such an interest in a girl half their age?

[leawesomesloth]

The office “rivals” are back at it again with their nonsense 👁️🫦👁️

OG: Punch Drunk Love

[starillusion13]

FRIENDS!? Chapter 18

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Series ML

Pairing: poly!ateez × f!reader (An ATEEZ Office AU)

Genre: Mature, Angst, Yandere

Warning: mention of memories (nothing much just go with the flow), Seonghwa being our best rich man and some fluffy moments.

W.C: 4.2k Network: @k-vanity

[Reblogs and Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you for reading and have a nice day ahead. Please always take care of yourself everyone.]

Hello, Can we be friends please?

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That's how the lonely days of your life turned into special ones. Each and every day was filled with love, excitement and laughter. You have never felt such joy before because your classmates think of you as a rebellious kid who was sent to an orphanage for her misbehavior but you were far from that person. Even though they could see your actual version, they chose not to believe you but your new friends would never make you feel like that. They are like a gift in your life. The five blessings you have received from heaven.

Except for San, sometimes he did spend time with you all but he would always keep his distance and observe you in silence. Many times you have caught his eyes looking at you but even though you smiled, he would glare back at you. Yet you considered him as your friend.

Talking about the rest five. They would always accompany you after the school trip to your orphanage. They never went near the building, always bidding goodbye from the last turn. Their care and love towards you was always so much that you felt you were not returning the same.

You thought it was going to be the same thing with your six friends but one day Yeosang and Wooyoung were only there on the weekend when you went to the basketball ground to meet them.

"Where are others?" You asked both of them and they both smiled, before Yeosang holding your hand.

"Do you want to come with us to our special hideout?"

"Isn't this ground where you all spend time together?" You asked him, furrowing your brow, clearly remembering what Mingi told you about their meeting place to be this ground.

"No, there's one more place."

"Then take me there."

You didn't expect that there would be two more people in there and even already knowing a lot about you. It was an old abandoned warehouse and they decorated it in their own way to make it a good place for temporary shelter. You always had an interest to come to such places and you were literally so excited.

"I see you loved this place." Seonghwa stepped closer and you nodded. "You can come here anytime you want."

"Really? But if you all aren't here then it must be boring." You tilted your head to the side.

Everyone's eyes were on you. They were attentive to your every move, every word and every expression. But a similar thought was crossing all eight minds.

Y/n, you are finally in our grasp and territory.

"Not like that. Me and Hwa always stay here so you can find us anytime." Hongjoong started and leaned back on the leather couch. Seonghwa held your hand firmly and brought you to sit beside the boy.

"Can we be your friends too?" Seonghwa asked and stared at you, examining your face with his eyes. He couldn't believe that you were finally there in front of him. You were more beautiful than the pictures they had seen. You were worth a lot more than they have been offered but it's all a past deal.

"Of course, you can."

Hongjoong's smile was the evil one. The corner of his lips curled up hearing your response. Ah your voice and your innocence. You were intoxicating his thoughts and the way he was getting lost into the sweet smile of yours. Just the last step, to gain your blind trust. Which he was sure of, he would get it in the end.

"You have to trust us, y/n." Hongjoong said and caught your eyes.

"I trust the others with my whole heart and assuming you all are such good friends. You must be nice too so yes...I trust you all." Again that heart warming smile.

Oh...y/n...aren't you too naive for believing what you see?

You must be a smart girl in studies but in knowing people around you, you are a stupid one.

San is right. You are a stupid girl in their life and including you in their friendship is more foolish.

They can just take away the things from you, leaving you alone with your miserable life or might kill you so that you can't inform others about them.

But it was far from such an easy flow. You fell in love like some of them and it was your biggest mistake.

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"you know what's more frustrating?" you huffed and stared at the mirror in front, reflecting your attractive look, thanks to Star who insisted earlier in the morning that she should be the one to do your makeup and choose your outfit for the party. And here you are. "I can remember everything except the last two years when I changed my school."

She hummed in response, "I can assure you that you will remember everything, eventually. Don't worry."

"But what must have happened that made me forget everything?" you tilted your head when she angled the curler for your locks.

"I hope nothing bad happened."

Pulling your lips between your teeth, you furrowed your brows, "I think it's bad...I can feel it. something had happened in those years."

"Why do you think so, y/n?" Star stopped her activity to give her full attention to you. She didn't know you would bring up this topic before your evening date with Seonghwa but seeing you in distress over something really made her feel pity for you.

"There are these blur images I can see...the silhouettes are very familiar yet I am missing something." You turn towards her, holding her wrists firmly, staring up with your lost eyes, "who are they? Can't I just forget them and live my present happily with Yunho and others? Why am I remembering them again when I did forget it?"

"Y/n..." she whispered your name and knelt down on her knees, giving you a small smile, "why do you always say Yunho and others? aren't they all your boyfriends?"

"I don't think so, Star."

"What do you mean?"

"I can remember everything. I could see us proposing to each other on the rooftop but never had I seen anyone else like that ever. Why? I just don't feel that...but you know even if we weren't...but now I'm falling for them. All over again."

It will repeat all over again.

It won't stop until the end.

And the end is Death.

Someone has to sacrifice.

"That's good. y/n." she cups your cheek with one palm and keeps aside the curler after turning it off, "they care for you a lot. I can see it and if they waited for you after so many years then you must trust them and I hope when you will remember the worst part. They will know how to protect you. Must be the case, the rest of them proposed to you later in the parts which you can't remember yet."

You sighed, "thanks, Star. You are really helpful. I needed to share these with someone and I'm glad you are here."

"anytime for you. I told you. I will help you out with this problem. They have changed a lot since you joined the company."

Your forehead creased on hearing her, "changed?"

She nodded, "oh girl! They never tried to befriend me because I always piss them off with my replies and Hongjoong made sure that I don't say anything unnecessary with them aside from work. But do I look like I care? No. My dad has some of the best employees working here and to get their daily report, you see me in this building. I do it in general to annoy them because Haechan could have done it too as he works in dad's office but I insist on getting on their nerves." She laughed loudly at the end of her statement.

"Who is Haechan?" you ask her, when she stood up and started searching for the perfect shade of the lipstick going with your outfit.

You could see her rolling her eyes and picking up a case with warm pink shades of sticks, "that's my stupid brother. He is insisting on coming to our trip."

"Then let him."

Holding your chin firmly, she gestured towards you to part your lips to apply it for you, "I don't want to ruin our trip. Beomgyu and he will bond well. I can feel it but still a big NO. Please take away my brother from me even though I love him so much." She finished applying the tint on your pillowy lips.

When you stare back at the mirror after she completed your all over look.

You look gorgeous.

"Now, that's a princess in front of me." Star complimented you from behind and whistled in a teasing manner when she noticed your flustered face. "girl, trust me. if they ever break your heart, just come to me. I will be a better boyfriend for you."

"Star, shut up." You slapped her arm but a smirk appeared on your face, "the offer is not bad though."

"I knew it."

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"Seonghwa..."

There he stood in formal attire, with a black pants and a matching coat with a black undershirt. Heaven! He looks exotic in all black. His ethereal beauty is very complimentary. He held his head up, he was waiting for you in the private parking lot, sitting on a leather couch and busy on his phone but as soon he heard your voice, he could see an angel in front of him.

"My little angel. you're looking so beautiful." He remarked smilingly when you approached in your white a-line dress with matching white heels. His eyes trailed along the length of your figure, admiring every inch of the beauty. The old version of you he had last seen was so younger and ......broken. But this you, the goddess and the grown-up lady with so much confidence. But you are still that innocent. His eyes stopped when it locked with yours.

You smiled, the essence of purity radiating from you, "thanks, Hwa. Still you are stealing the spotlight." You chuckled in the end.

He gestures to your hand and immediately takes a hold of it to plant a soft kiss on the knuckles, locking his eyes with your orbs and that moment felt so unreal for him. you were smiling at him and that melted his heart. "Let's go, sweetheart."

You nodded and followed him towards his black car, but you were flustered with the endearment. opening the door for you, thanked him and got inside where he followed the same on the other side and glanced at you before starting the engine.

"you didn't tell me yet. Where are we going?" you asked him, your eyes as usual admiring and mentally praising his beauty.

He smiled, focusing on the way ahead, "that's a surprise."

"but we are going right now. You can say at this point. It'll still be a secret." You said and tilted your head. When he glanced at you again, he bit his lips for how cute you were looking. Why didn't he ask you out earlier? They all waited for a year to find the confidence to start a new life with you even when they are always afraid of losing themselves in front of you.

They shouldn't repeat the same mistake again.

"wait a bit more."

"oh gosh..."

The ride went with you reliving your childhood days once again. Gossiping about others and there were a lot of funny secrets you got to know from him and you sure made a mental note to tease others about it.

The car slowed down a bit and then when you looked outside the window and your eyes sparkled because of the rich aura coming from the surrounding. The place was all dark and only a luxurious essence with golden lights everywhere, all the buildings were high rising and the linings of different hotels and restaurants, you love places like this and your excitement was all visible at the moment.

Seonghwa swiftly moved his car to enter a passageway of a building, all lit up with chandeliers and artificial lamp light design. Your eyes didn't leave the decorations and on the other hand, he stopped his car to show a card to the security.

"reserved for two. Block view." Seonghwa said and the security guard scanned the code, allowing the car inside the parking zone.

"What's this place?" you quickly turned towards him, surprised with the environment.

He smirked, finding the best parking area and stopping his car finally. "Surprise, sweetheart."

"Gosh, Hwa. This place looks so fascinating. I want to stay here."

He chuckled, untying his seatbelt and the same for you and telling you to wait until he moved to the other side and gesturing you for the hand, "let's go, my lady."

The park lot alone was intriguing and you wonder how more the inside of the building would look.

The glass door slid open, making the entrance way to the inside and your jaw literally dropped on the floor because of the aesthetic decorations and insightful view. The whole place is included with glass, mirrors, various kinds of exquisite taste of lights and the richness in air was undeniable.

"How can I help you, sir?" a lady in black knee length skirt and a matching blazer approached you, smiling and waiting for your request.

Seonghwa glanced at you, giving you a little smile and looked around before speaking, "block view, table for two. Fifteenth floor."

The lady nodded and gestured to your side, "this way, sir." She guided you to the elevator and the lobby area was so authentic, that place alone was a tourist spot. The elevator was glass case, giving the heavenly view of the city at night and you didn't notice how Seonghwa was admiringly staring when he saw you looking around with so much love.

"Do you like it?" he whispered in your ear. You flinched when you heard his breathy question against your ear but a smile appeared on your face, turning your face to meet his eyes.

"I always wanted to come to such places."

"really? So, it's up to your expectation?" he asked, raising a brow at you, standing straight again.

You raised both of your brows, "are you serious?" you nodded, "this is more than I could have imagined."

"What did you imagine exactly?" he asked you, clearly mesmerized by you. The more he was spending time with you, the more he feared the day when you will remember everything. Until then he can look at you, all happy and excited for everything with them.

You glanced at the view, the fear of height coming back and he noticed it when he held your hand tightly, giving it a squeeze in assurance that you were definitely safe with him and not to worry.

"I imagined spending a lovely night with you." You said and smiled when he kissed your forehead. Despite you having already kissed him on the lips --- in the past, he never kissed you like that anytime in the present. He respected your boundaries. You told him that you have kissed Wooyoung and Yunho but with others, you wanted to take it slow.

Arriving at the desired destination, you were met with the luxurious beauty of a city view restaurant. You could see the city from all around the floor because of the glass walls. A lady approached you two and upon registering the names, she took you both to the booked table. To say the place was beautiful...wonderful...fantastic...such a lame word to describe. It was heavenly and marvelous.

Taking the seat together, you looked around, "you didn't have to book such a grand place for our evening."

"I just wanted to fulfill one of your wishes." He said softly.

"you know it?" you asked in surprise.

He shook his head, "I didn't. you have once told it to Yeosang and I heard it somehow. Sorry for that."

"Hey, if I can say it to him then I suppose I wouldn't have a problem telling it to you." You comforted him.

He let you choose the menu you wanted and after staying with each other for so many months, you both knew what the other person liked and didn't so you ended up ordering some favorite dishes which both of you liked.

"Do you like staying with us?" he broke the silence between you two. You were busy taking pictures of your surroundings and he was lost in the view of you so comfortable with him over a date.

Again, you smiled. He wanted to wake up to this smile everyday.

"Of course. It's a home to me more than just an office." You chuckled, "to be honest. I found it a bit weird in the beginning to stay in the same building where I work but as time passed, I realized that after crossing the 8th floor, I just feel like I'm in a huge apartment where I own a number of rooms, not just one."

He laughed along with you, "yeah. It's like that. Actually, it was supposed to be a small building, just considering the best workers and our daily meetings and schedules could be held, rather than going to the main building in Sector 1. But some of us were really lazy back then so Hongjoong instructed that the building should be made for our stay too and Jongho suggested the plan for the project."

"wow. So, it's a long planning. It must have taken some years to build then..."

"We were in high school back then when it was built." He completed your query.

You nodded in understanding, "then you were already destined to be the CEO."

He sighed, "all thanks to Mr. Kim."

Mr. Kim...the person who always met me at the orphanage. Same name.

"Who is this?" you asked in curiosity. Many people have the same name and it's the same case here.

"Hongjoong's dad." He said monotonously and took away your phone from the table so that the waiter could place the servings properly. After placing all the dishes, he served and left you two alone to get back to the topic.

"Where is he now? I haven't seen him anytime."

Seonghwa sighed, giving your phone back to you, "We don't know. Actually, they never get along well but he was good enough to raise us as his sons."

"Are you all adopted?" This was big news to you.

"not really but you can term it like that. We had families but not good ones. We had our own problems and he gave us shelter when he acknowledged our excellent results in studies." He explained to you and looked towards the open view of the city to the side, the wind was adding a feeling of comfort to his suffocation. He never thought that he would be the one explaining this to you again someday.

You nodded smilingly, "he must be a good person. You all should never forget him."

He looked back at you. Staring at your face, the blinking eyes under the moonlight with so much curiosity. He wanted to keep you in his solace, no matter how much you hate him, still he won't let you go unless he makes sure you are safe.

"we can't...because he started something which gave us a price to pay." He whispered the last words.

You furrowed your brows, "huh?"

"Let's eat."

During the dinner, you didn't speak much, instead enjoying the delicious foods. You were amazed that the place was not disappointing you in any way round. Not like you wanted it to happen. It should match the expectation or Seonghwa's money would be wasted.

Silently, finishing the dessert, you stood up, going near the railing. There was still a fear but you wanted to experience the beautiful night view more like others. You have always dreamt of spending time in this kind of place and finally being here felt so surreal. You wanted to thank him in so many ways but his dedication and comforting aura had made up your mind to one thing and you would surely let him know about this.

"Do you want to stay here longer?" he asked.

You felt his presence closely behind you, "yes. I feel like I'm living a dream."

"We can come here often if you want."

"I don't want to spend money...we can go somewhere else."

"don't forget we have VIP passes to many places, to remind you again. We are the CEO of BBO, not just a small business." He felt so proud, letting you know that he could fulfill all of your dreams without hesitation.

"I know Mr. Park because I'm your secretary." You said and chuckled. But soon felt a hand wrapped around, engulfing you in a known embrace. You should have hesitated but you smiled, patting his hand. "you all care for me so much."

"coz we wanted to show how precious you are to us."

"I like you all. I like how you all treat me and even waited all these years to find me without knowing whether I would still accept you or not." You cracked your neck to look at him.

He pressed a kiss to the side of your head, "I can wait for you every time."

"Thank you." You said and turned around slowly in his embrace, now your back against the glass railing and your face facing his smiling one staring down at you. "Seonghwa..."

"Yes, my lady?"

"Can you kiss me again?" you asked so innocently. The confidence radiating from you with innocence was something that was drowning him towards you. He can't let his only chance to fly away tonight.

He blinked down, "are you sure?"

"Always."

The lips automatically landed on yours, you smiled immediately, knowing you let him know about your feelings and let him enter your life...like he was in the past. The sweetness, tenderness, dedication, resolvement, and moreover --- the love.

"I love you, y/n." he pecked your lips in between, "my little angel is finally mine to claim."

Thanks to the private areas for each table that no other guests encountered the little love time of your date but neither of you actually cared about others at the moment. It was all too good to be with each other. In the past, maybe it was just a quick kiss just to comfort you but this time, you gave him the permission to take his time with you, moving down to your jaw, your throat, the crook of your neck, where he could inhale your perfume and the way you moaned out his name, fingers messing with his hair. he wanted this every time and the wait is worth it. he got you finally.

He placed a final kiss on your shoulder when you pulled apart, feeling shy and contended.

"Seeonghwa, I love you." He pecked you again, hugging you tightly in his hold, not wanting to let you go. Henodded, satisfied and contented with your response.

He fixed his hair and gave you one final hug when you excused yourself for the washroom to fix your look before the check out.

When you exited the washroom, passing the passageway to the lobby where Seonghwa told you that he would wait for the elevator, someone bumped into and you could say it was on purpose because no way that wide area let him pass you so close that he got in your way but you didn't reply him in rude when you noticed him looking down at your purse on the floor and muttering sorry in a sequence.

"I'm really sorry." The man licked his lower lip. His sharp jaw and lips were only visible because he was wearing a cap and all black leather outfit while looking down to take the bag and hand it over to you. "I was looking for someone. I think I have lost her. She is a bit clumsy, you know."

You smiled, shaking your head, "it's okay. She must be around here somewhere. I'm sure you will get her." The man nodded at your words. "If you want, I can help you out in searching for her."

"oh no no. I can inform the authorities here to help me out. No need to worry you for no reason. You must be here for a wonderful day. I hope you enjoy it. I'm sorry again." He said and looked down. For some reason, no matter how he moved his head, due to his cap, you couldn't see a little bit of the rest of his face.

"You are in a hurry and worried so forget about this. I hope you find her soon. I'll get going." You smiled and turned away in your direction.

As soon as you were out of his sight, his worried lips curled up from a corner, the smirk of victory, "I found you, little y/n." he shook his head and walked towards the unwanted direction, without reaching to the end of the passage, he again took a u-turn to go back to his table where a girl was already waiting for his return.

"It took you some time." Seonghwa asked when you both entered the elevator and stood beside each other.

You nodded, remembering the earlier incident, "a man bumped into me who was searching for a girl who got lost in the passageway. So, I was worried for him."

"I hope he finds her soon. No one can get lost here." He pointed out the safety of this place.

You nodded.

Entering the car, when Seonghwa was about to enter, he got a call and he excused himself by saying it was an urgent overseas call, you nodded and scrolled through the pictures while waiting for him when a message popped up.

You ignored it first but then later again.

You opened it quickly and reading them, it left you in confusion and a sense of danger surrounded you when you looked around the surroundings of the car. Somebody is watching you or one of your boys is pranking you? Seonghwa entered the car at the moment when he noticed your distress.

"what happened, y/n?"

You bit your lip, "who are the other people who knew about our outing today?"

"the boys and as always Star." He said when you nodded unconsciously.

He asked again, "why? Any problem?"

"No. Let's go home."

You again glanced down at your phone, switching the screen off.

'you are looking so beautiful, y/n.'

'Sadly, you are not on a date with me.'

'so, you accepted him as your lover?'

'Such a naïve girl.'

'Truth is yet to unfold.'

ta da...the game begins here.

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I wondered if people back home would ever know what it cost the soldiers to win this war. In America, things were already beginning to look like peace time. The standard of living was on the rise, race tracks and nightclubs were booming. You couldn't get a hotel room in Miami Beach, it was so crowded. How could anyone ever know of the price paid by soldiers in terror, agony, and bloodshed if they'd never been to places like Normandy, Bastogne, or Haguenau? reconcile the fact that Nixon followed Winters from OCS to the paratroops, that they were two officers born in the same year amongst a company of mostly 18-year old baby boys, that Winters was so impressed at Nixon getting him the support and ammo he needed at Brecourt and so flattered when Nixon asked him to give a lecture on leadership to the incoming officers after D-Day that he had to write in his memoir about how that 'cAuGhT mY AtTenTion', that immediately after Winters explains how you can't let yourself succumb to emotion at the loss of men while you're on the front-- lapses in his incredibly professional and technical recollection of the war to say that had he lost Nixon to that bullet to the helmet in Holland, that THAT WOULD BE HIS ONE EXCEPTION, that everyone went on leave to Paris and who knows where but Winters and Nixon were the only two officers spending their night on base together right before the news that the Ardennes offensive had broken through??????, that Nixon gave up his blessed leave to the States to stay on the front in Bastogne and help, oh I dunno, the general war effort I guess??, and not a singular, daily-shaving, suffering-in-silence 2nd Battalion XO????, that Winters unintentionally described Nixon's alcoholism as "BEAUTIFUL" because it meant Winters would watch over everything during the day while Nixon would watch over things for him during the night and that they were essentially a military match made in heaven (it's! on! record! the voice clip!! is out there!!!), that Winters looked at this stupidly handsome, post-demotion alcoholic on VE-Day and said.... u kno wat.... here's some more of the stuff..... i saved it all under special guard duty just 4 u.......enjoy......"bro"......., that Nixon was COMPELLED !!! COMPELLED !!!! to drag this guy's butt back home to Jersey with him after the war, that years after the show when Ron Livingston was asked what his favorite scenes to shoot/watch were, he brought up previously mentioned moment and describes loving the bromance aspect of it, and has the AU-DA-CI-TY to liken the tension in it to when you're "INVITING THE GIRL TO PROM" (?!?!?!?! his words!!! not mine!!!), that Winters was Nixon's best man AND gave the eulogy at his funeral, THAT--

[starry-nights12]

Bless This Mess (Chapter Preview)

Family AU inspired by @redrum-alice 💖

Thanks @a-hams-art for the help❤

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The bell chimes on the door clashed together as a little girl bursted through the door, shoving patrons out of her way as she ran for the bar.

"Move!" She demanded, elbowing another patron out of the way.

"Hide me!" She exclaimed as she slid under the bar and ducked behind the counter.

"Hey," Vi looked down at her. "What the hell did you do?"

"Nothing!"

"Bullshit. I know you did some-"

The bell chimesd again,only the chatter of the bar died the moment an Enforcer walked in.

The Enforcer looked at the old family potrait of Vi with her brothers,sister and Vander hanging behind her.

"I take it you're the owner of this establishment?" The Enforcer asked.

Vi scowled at her niece who shrugged and grinned sheepishly. "Yeah," Vi slung the dish rag over her shoulder then crossed her arms. "What seems to be the problem?"

The Enforcer looked around at the plants and unfastened his mask. "Is that child who ran in here yours?"

Ekko and Jinx glanced at each other and then narrowed their eyes at him.

"What do you want with her?" Ekko asked.

"She disrespected an Enforcer,"

Jinx rolled her eyes. "Okay,disrespectful how? Did she call you a stinky,booger brain and baby got mad?"

Heaven covered her hand over with mouth to conceal her giggling.

The Enforcer rolled his eyes. "I would not be here if she just did that. Your child was with a group of other children when she threw a rock at me while yelling, "Fuck you, shit face", and then made a run for it."

Ekko chuckled then shook his head. "Sounds about right," he said with a fond smile.

"Ha!" 

When the man glared at her, she pouted and tilted her head in mock sympathy. "Awww. Now, did our little six year old hurt your feelings?" Jinx cooed.

Ekko snickered then bounced his wife on his knee. "I knew those big guns had to compensate for something."

The on-lookers and the couples laughter made the officer look at the parents incredulously.  "Is this how you're raising your child?" He asked, scandalized. "This is a disgrace!"

"Oh my Gods, Cherub," Jinx placed a hand over her chest as if she was offended enough to faint.  "You hear that? You disgraced us."

"Listen,man,she's really nice. She's a sweet kid overall." Vi said.

"She is," Ekko agreed. "Just not to you," As the Enforcer stared at him, he shrugged and took a swig of his drink.

"You better keep a closer eye on that kid, someone else will be less tolerant of her antics."

"How about you don't worry about our parenting and keep a close eye on one of your own." Ekko retorted.

"Damn, you're on a roll today, Little man!" She lightly smacked his chest and grinned proudly. Ekko smirked around his glass and chuckled softly.

"Watch your kid." He reptedly sternly,pointing at both of them.

"Yeah,whatever," Jinx waved him off and sipped her soda from her cup.

Out of the corner of their eye, Ekko and Jinx watched as the Enforcer left the bar. "Coast is clear,child," Jinx hit the counter.

Heaven popped up and pushed her goggles back to reveal her pink and brown eyes. "Man, that guy is sooooo shitty."

"He sure is,Firecracker," Ekko pushed her hood back and patted her head.

"Thanks for covering me," Heaven smiled. "I had to stop myself from laughing 'cause you guys are funny," she giggled.

Jinx gingerly held her chin and sweetly smiled,"Child,you can throw a grenade at them and we still wouldn't rat you out."

"You know,you could have hid in your room." Vi told her.

"No, 'cause they be expecting that!" Heaven said.

Jinx scoffed as if the answer was obvious, "Yeah,Vi,duh," she grinned playfully while stroking one of her blue braided pigtails.

"Well,slugger,you got a lot to learn." She ruffled her hair. "Now get from behind here," she gently pushed her away.

Heaven chuckled then ducked from the counter. "Auntie Vi!"

"Yeah?"

"When I said I didn't do anything..." She held hands behind her back and rocked on her heels. "I did."

Vi gasped loudly. "What? Really?!"

Heaven giggled and nodded. She yelped when Vi hit her with the rag. "Heeeeey!" Heaven rubbed the top of her head.

"Stop being a shit starter." Her aunt said with affection laced in her tone.

"Thanks for the show, Heaven!" A patron shouted.

"You're welcome!" She stuck her tounge out and threw two rock and roll signs. The patrons laughed and cheer,raising their beer mugs to her.