#her hair is legit gonna be the only reason

[dazed--xx]

💘When Hearts Collide💘

Member: Non-Idol! Hyunjin x Reader

Word count: 9.9k +fake texts

T/W: angst, mentions of puberty, stereotypes of male and female friendships, teasing (friendly), Underage drinking (PLEASE BE CAREFUL wont say don't do it in my culture its pretty accepted if its a sip or two), jealousy, mutual pining, suggestive behavior but no smut (Theyre minors...like ill imply or mention that they've had sex or not cause their age range is 16-17 years old which is over the age of consent if its with another minor in the same age range but as a 26 year old I wont be writing teenagers having sex just seems odd to me), mentions of suicide but like in a joking way, arguing, Jungkook is legit voice of reason character. anything else that could potentially be a trigger.

A/N: wow i actually like loved this story and I was such a bitch about it. man the "groups chats" gonna love this one.....lol but nah fr I really appreciate the requester for this. i legit wrote it every chance I got these past few days so I hope you enjoy it. Also I might do another one from Li-Rin’s perspective cause it might be really cool and good too do

Can men and women be just friends?

Y/N thought so, for many years, she held her best friend Hwang Hyunjin close to her heart. Seeing him as more of a chaotic twin brother than a romantic partner. They had met at the tender age of 5 years old in kindergarten. She could remember it like it was yesterday when he extended the half-eaten candy bar to her as she wailed about not having a snack. His bright doe-eyed smile as he helped her wipe her tears. The soft pat on her back as she nibbled on the candy. She hadn't realized how this small interaction would develop into the most important friendship of her life.

Y/N will admit, unlike the other girls, she hadn't noticed Hyunjin was a guy until her second year of high school. While plenty of girls in middle school would fawn over him, she never really saw the appeal they had when it came to her best friend. This was the boy she saw cry for hours when his favorite anime was cancelled and he screamed like a final girl when he was tossed into her pool by her older brother. He was the kid she spent her summer nights in a tent collecting fireflies and telling ghost stories with. She saw him throw up on Choi Soojin when they kissed at a birthday party in 6th grade, and cry like a girl when Kim Mina broke up with him to date his friend in 7th.

How could she ever see him as a man?

She would have sworn that she never could if he didn't disappear the summer between the first and second year of highschool. Dance camp was what he had told her when he finally could answer her calls. His voice was deeper than it normally was and Y/N shrugged it off, not bothering to think much of the explanation until she saw him. That's when she realized it wasn't only his voice that could change when he hit puberty. Though she had developed before she started high school, she forgot the changes that came with puberty. No longer did her best friend have a chubby-cheeked baby face, his features were much more defined. Y/N wasn't sure how to handle the way her heart raced when he smiled at her. The way he ruffled her hair before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into a tight hug.

Y/N felt her cheeks heat up as her breath hitched in her throat. She hugged him back after a moment, before quickly trying to pull away from him. Her eyes avoided his as she continued to rack her brain for some kind of explanation as to why she had felt that way toward her best friend. While she had, had a boyfriend before, he never made her heart flutter like that. She was surprised when she felt Hyunjin's grasp on her waist tighten as he inhaled burying his face in her neck. "Where are you going? I missed you a lot, let me hold you for a second" He whined. She knew her face was a bright scarlet at his words. How could it not be? Her heart was pounding against her chest. "I-I missed you too but I don't want to be late..." She stammered shyly as she went to pull away from him again, this time turning away from him and he kept his arms wrapped around her waist letting his chin rest on her shoulder.

A pout sits on his lips as he stares at her "When did class become more important than me?"

"Will you be able to make my mother not be on my ass about college?" Y/N questioned as she raised her eyebrows as she tried to pry his arms from around her waist. "Stop treating me like a creep let me hug you I haven't been able to annoy you for almost three months" He groans. Y/N shakes her head as she palms herself at his words.

"You are a creep if you hold on to a girl without her consent"

"You're a girl?" Hyunjin asks in disbelief his hands resting on her waist as his eyes travel from her face down her neck, his teeth involuntarily taking his bottom lip as his eyes linger on her chest and hips for a moment. Y/N rolls her eyes at his words not noticing his wandering eye. "I can remind you if you'd like..." She teases playfully. Hyunjin's eyebrow raises in amusement for a moment before he shakes his head to himself before letting her go.

"How's that?" He whispered in her ear. He pressed his chest against her back, and Y/N turned her head to face him. She bats her eyes at him flirtatiously. "Wouldn't you like to know?" She teased as she scrunched her nose at him and walked toward the entrance to the school. Their sophomore year continued with flirty touches and whispers filled with unofficial infatuation. But they were still just friends and nothing more in Y/N's eyes. Nothing too different than normal teasing between best friends, they didn't really mean anything by it.

Right?

The summer proved to be confusing.

While she spent her days either with Hyunjin or at her part-time job, she found her eye wandering in her best friend's direction more and more. She found herself more excited to be at work than hanging out with Hyunjin the more summer went on. The close proximity she and Hyunjin typically kept when they hung out seemed to become overwhelming for her for some reason. Her friend, Li-Rin, swore she was developing a crush on him. Y/N could remember vividly how adamantly she denied the claim.

How could she have a crush on Hyunjin? It's Hyunjin...She never thought she would see him that way, and how could she? They've always been closer to siblings, so much so that their birthdays were separated by only a day. She never once thought that she would feel her heart flutter when he smiled at her. Nor had she expected her cheeks to turn a bright crimson every time he leaned in close to watch a video on her phone or when their finger brushed as she handed him something. She hated it honestly, how could she be one of those girls. She needed time away and felt picking up more hours at work would help her clear her mind and figure out how she felt about him. Spending that time away was helpful but she couldn't avoid him when she got out of work. He was practically part of the family, due to his living at the sharehouse her parents rented out to her and her friends. Her parents adored him and always invited him to holidays.

Y/N thought the party Li-Rin invited her to would finally be her escape. A way for her to get away from Hyunjin and her confusing feelings for him and clear her mind. Maybe even meet a cute boy in the process. But the moment she saw that familiar onyx mop of hair and lanky build with a petite brunette on his arm, she felt her comfort completely extinguish.

How could he be everywhere? she wondered as she made a beeline for the kitchen to indulge. The cluster of colorful glass bottles that sat beside the sodas drew her attention as she reached for a clear bottle with a red seal around the top. "Vodka....You sure that's a good idea?" An unfamiliar male voice questions from behind her. She groans in frustration as she turns to the person "Is that really your--" Her words are trapped in her throat as her eyes meet his. He's almost like a work of art and you weren't talking about the tattoos that littered his right arm.

He chuckles with a smirk as he raises his eyebrow in amusement. "Wow...You're actually speechless. I've never had this happen to me before" He comments. She shakes her head pulling herself out of her trance as she grabs a red solo cup, "I-I was caught off guard..." Y/N murmured twisting the cap off the clear bottle. The guy stares at her worriedly as she pours a large amount of vodka into the cup filling it almost halfway showing her inexperience. "Woah.. that's probably not a good idea" He warns as he tries to grab the cup from her.

Y/N's movements are faster than his as she quickly tries to drink the whole thing but the moment the stinging liquid hits her throat she feels herself gag. "Yup. That was probably a bad idea...." The stranger nods as she coughs at the burning sensation in her throat. She felt the stranger pat her back, comfortingly as she coughed up her lung. "I'm Jungkook by the way" He states sarcastically "You know? Since I have to take care of you now" his lips curl into a flirty smirk. Y/N groaned at his words "Nah, I'll be okay.." His eyes widen for a moment as she goes to walk away from him and embarrassment fills her gut. The lack of experience with alcohol made her body tingle with warmth, the room felt wavy. "W-wait!" Jungkook calls as he grasps her wrist. She stares at his hand as if it was a foreign object and he pulls his hand away.

"Sorry, but you just took a lot of alcohol to the head...you should probably sit down." He states as he lifts his hands in surrender. You stare at him with nervous curiosity. "No funny business and I'll just help you to the couch." He states calmly.

"Why?" She questioned nervously.

"You looked like you didn't know what you were doing when you were trying to get something to drink. I mean you clearly didn't even know that even for a heavyweight that was way too much to drink all at once.." He confesses.

"So what? You're some knight in shining armor or something?"

He chuckles at your words. "Nothing like that. Just want to make sure a pretty girl doesn't get taken advantage of or hurt herself because she didn't have someone to help her learn how to drink" Y/N smiles kindly at him as she accepts his offer.

Maybe she could get over Hyunjin...

It had been a little over an hour and Jungkook being the nice guy he was, he didn’t leave Y/N’s side.

The room no longer spun as she and Jungkook talked about everything and nothing at all. Y/N regretted not being a couple of years older, losing any chance to get with him when she told him her age, and as much as she wanted to forget about him; Hyunjin and his little friend wouldn't leave her mind. What were they doing? She wondered. Who was she? His new girlfriend?

Jungkook playfully taps the rim of his cup on her forehead. "You still in there?" He questions with a chuckle. Y/N smiled as she rolled her eyes at him. "I'm sober now, you know?" She replied brushing over her spacing out. Jungkook raises his eyebrow in amusement "Really? Wanna take a couple tests to prove it?" Jungkook questions with a smirk as he rests his arm across the back of the couch adjusting himself to face her. His free hand reaches out for her chin taking it between his forefinger and thumb as he examines her features. Y/N gives him a look saying 'Are you serious?'

Jungkook nods at her, smiles, and brings his hand down as he notices her relaxed state. "Not completely sober but tipsy, so that's better than before," he says calmly. Y/N was about to say something when someone sat between her and Jungkook. Y/N's eyes widen as she recognizes her best friend, who sloppily leans on her shoulder.

"Baby..." Hyunjin whined as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Y/N sighs as she's greeted by the strong scent of liquor. "Hey, Jinnie..." she coos soothingly. Hyunjin's face lights up as she rubs his back. She gives Jungkook an apologetic look and he gives her a reassuring smile as he lifts his beer toward her before taking a sip. Y/N giggles at his gesture and Hyunjin looks between the pair. His eyes burned holes into Y/N's cheek. "Who's he?" Hyunjin slurs before leaning into Jungkook's face "Who are you?" he questions, a hint of bitterness in his tone. Y/N grabs Hyunjin's sleeve tugging him out of Jungkook's face.

"Sorry, Jungkook oppa...This drunkard is my best friend" Y/N apologizes as she gives Hyunjin a warning look, who stares back at her with a look of disgust as he feels jealousy filling his stomach. "Oppa? Since when have you known each other?" He questions, his tone laced with annoyance. Jungkook answered him this time, "Met Y/N earlier tonight, She was....experimenting and it backfired" He chuckles.

"Was I talking to you?" Hyunjin questions as he gives Jungkook an annoyed look. Jungkook's eyebrows raise in amusement "You're talking about me and in my vicinity, Best Friend Hyunjin" Jungkook's tone is playful and sarcastic as he begins to find amusement in Hyunjin's reactions seeing how red his face turns. Hyunjin scowls at Jungkook as he goes to stand up before Y/N grabs the sleeve of his hoodie.

"Sit." She grits. Hyunjin gives her a look of disbelief, his mouth hanging open partially. "But bab--" Y/N holds her hand up, cutting off his words. "No, apologize...he's our sunbae and he helped me out a lot tonight" Y/N explains. "You're drunk, Jinnie..." She gives him a look of concern as she caresses his cheek lovingly. Hyunjin leans into her touch for a moment before nodding, with a guilty pout. He turns to Jungkook, bowing politely "I'm sorry, I-I've been drinking and I was rude..." He mutters reluctantly. Jungkook gives him a reassuring smile "Don't worry about it, I've done way worse"

"You want me to bring you home, Jinnie?" Y/N asks worriedly as Hyunjin reaches for her hand, taking it into his as he leans on her shoulder and begins to play with her fingers, trying to stop the room from spinning. So cute...Y/N thinks as he pouts as he tries to snuggle into her. "Come on, Let me bring you home." She coos as she stands up. Jungkook helps lift Hyunjin off the couch and escorts him outside. "Y/N, you aren't driving right?" Jungkook questions worriedly. She shakes her head, "No, thank god our share-house is only a 5-minute walk so I didn't drive." She states as the crisp autumn air kisses her skin. Jungkook sighs in relief "You need me to help get him there?"

"No, trust me I'll be fine"

Jungkook doesn't protest as he leans Hyunjin back against her and she lifts his arm over her shoulder. Hyunjin immediately wraps one of his arms around her waist pressing his chest against her back, his other arm wraps around her shoulders and he nuzzles his nose against her temple. "Hmmmnnn..." He sighs "So pretty...."

"Thanks, Jinnie but lets get home, 'kay?"

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Hyunjin questions as he continues to cling to her; making their walk a lot harder than it needed to be. Y/N shakes her head "I don't have to report to you, but I also didn't even know I was coming until I just did" She shrugs.

"I would have come with you. we could've had f-fun together though baby...I wouldn't--i wouldn't feel so worried...right now" He slurs as he tightens his grip on her waist. Y/N raises her eyebrow "Worried? Why?" Hyunjin just shakes his head "You don't get it... you won't understand..." He whines his voice cracking as he rests his head against the back of hers.

"When don't i understand you?"

"Always! you always ignore everything I'm trying to do and think I do things for stupid reasons like because I'm your best friend!" Hyunjin shouts. Y/N feels surprised at his declaration as she tries to hold onto his arm. "What are you talking about?" She questions as she feels him rest his chin on the top of her head. "hey! I'm not your crutch stop, you're heavy" Hyunjin ignores her as he stops their movements hugging her tight.

"Why did you have to be with that guy? Why not me?"

"Jinnie, what are you talking about?"

"That guy! Why were you with him? How long have you known him? Is he your boyfriend now? He's not, right?" Hyunjin slurs his voice full of worry as his grasp on her tightens. Y/N shakes her head "No? I just met him, I drank too much and he helped me sober up. Besides Jungkook oppa isn't interested in a minor, he's 5 years older than us" She retorts. Hyunjin lets out a sigh of relief as he loosens his grip on her and leans in kissing her temple. "Good...you should be mine. Not anyone else's" He mumbles into the kiss.

"God, how much did you have to drink?" Y/N questions. "Not a lot in the beginning..." Hyunjin slurs and Y/N raises her eyebrow, turning her head so she can face him. Her cheeks heat up as the corners of their lips touch and she pulls away slightly.

"And after the beginning?" She asks her voice laced with concern.

Hyunjin hangs his head "I was gonna pace myself, I know I should b-but--why were you with him?" He asks again cutting off his own explanation due to his intoxication. Y/N felt unease settle in her stomach and a subtle sense of guilt. "I just told your drunk ass that I drank too much earlier...Thank god I'm sober enough for this right now" Y/N groans as she tries to get Hyunjin to continue walking but he stands his ground and holds her in place. "Why were you all over him then?" He questions, pain and jealousy laced in his tone.

"I was drunk...you're all over me right?"

"I could be..."

"You are...." Y/N rolls her eyes at his ignorance. "No...not the way I wanna be...can I show you?" He whispers as he presses himself against her. Y/N goes to turn to look at him to scold him, his hand moves from her waist to her cheek as he leans in and presses his soft lips against hers. Y/N's eyes widen as she freezes, Hyunjin's eyes flutter closed as he groans against her lips. She hesitantly responds to his kiss, letting her lips move against his for a moment. She felt her heart swell as he kissed her deeper his tongue brushing over the entrance to her mouth. Y/N goes to pull away, her sobriety making everything seem way too overwhelming.

"No.." Hyunjin whines as his lips chase hers and he turns her around so she is facing him. "Taste so good...don't make me stop" He slurs. His drunken state is more obvious and Y/N can pry herself away from him. "You have to. I need to get you home and you're being a pain" Y/N pouts as she takes his hands in hers comfortingly. Trying to brush over his previous actions, her heart raced a mile a minute as he furrowed his eyebrows. His angelic features looked completely flushed and she felt her guilt grow stronger.

"Kiss me..." Hyunjin whines as he takes his hands from hers and holds her face as he leans in, brushing his lips over hers. Y/N leans back and hurt flashes across Hyunjin's face. "You're drunk..." Y/N reasons as she grabs his wrist finally able to get him to start walking back to the sharehouse. "So?" He questions with a pout.

"I'm not kissing you when you're drunk..."

"I'm not a girl..."

"Being a guy doesn't make it consensual, especially not when you're this drunk. you still don't have a solid mind to consent to anything so don't make me a pervert."

"You just did..." He murmurs as he trudges behind you. Y/N sighs in frustration at his brattiness. "You kissed me, which I will be overlooking because you're what?...say it with me here, Drunk" Y/N jokes but it sends a painful shock straight to Hyunjin's heart.

"So if I kissed you sober? Will you stop me then?"

Y/N freezes for a moment. Her face heated up. "You won't..."

"I want to..." Hyunjin confesses as he reaches out to caress her hip. “If I try to, will you let me?" Y/N raises her eyebrow in amusement. "You'll have to try and see..." she replies, trying to sound nonchalant but flirty. Hyunjin leans over her shoulder, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

"You think I won't?"

"You've never shown interest in doing it before," Y/N giggles, trying to lighten the mood as she grows nervous. Hyunjin scoffs, "That's a lie. We kissed at Nam Hyunjoo's party." A look of frustration sits on Hyunjin's features as Y/N shakes her head.

"That was 4 years ago, Jinnie, and a dare" She retorts as she sighs in relief as they finally walk through the gate of the share house. Hyunjin trudges behind her "It doesn't matter it happened..."

"Yeah, Yeah. go to bed" Y/N waves him off as they enter the house. Walking toward the couch she sits down allowing her muscles to finally relax; her head rests against the headrest. Hyunjin places both of his hands on the back of the couch as he leans over her "Stop doing that, Let me kiss you now" He whines as he leans in closer and Y/N leans forward for a moment brushing her lips over his teasingly before shoving him back by his shoulders and gets off the couch opting to escape to the sanctity of her bedroom.

"Sober up first" She states with a wink as she disappears up the stairs.

Y/N thanked GOD that Jungkook helped her out the night before, completely avoiding a hangover and being able to make it for her shift today. The fast-paced environment of the diner on a Saturday morning, the hectic and ridiculous amount of tickets, and not enough coffee to go around. But even in the chaos, Y/N finds herself grateful to find her mind occupied with something other than Hyunjin like it had been for the past 12 hours. She didn't sleep a wink, her heart in her stomach from the moment she went upstairs.

The ghost of his lips lingered on hers. She had a hard time remaining in her room and not taking care of her best friend, but his persistence in her kissing him made her feel butterflies rise in her stomach. She had a hard time accepting how much she enjoyed it, it was Hyunjin; He was her best friend. They'd kissed before, how could it feel so different when he kissed her this time? How could everything be such a mess? She had drifted off into a restless slumber in and out throughout the night until she had to get up for work at 4:30 am.

From the moment she opened the doors, she no longer had time to think about anything but breakfast items and coffee orders. As it began to slow down, she heard the familiar chime from the bell. She greets the customer as she wipes down the counter. "Take a seat anywhere.." She instructs them kindly as she turns around and is greeted with a familiar face. Jungkook stands there with an amused smile and another guy next to him pats his shoulder as he walks toward the bar. Y/N sighs as Jungkook presses the bell, she notices him leaning over on his elbow and he waves playfully giving her a teasing look.

Grabbing a coffee pot she walks over to the pair, a service smile on her lips as she stands in front of them. "How can I help you today?" She asks, professionalism laced in her tone. Jungkook smirks and raises his eyebrow "Half a cup of vodka" He teases. Licking her lips, Y/N looks around for her boss. "Go fuck yourself" she retorts when she doesn't see him nearby.

Jungkook places his hand over his chest as he scoffs in faux offense "And here I came to check on you and everything..."

"No, you didn't. you literally said you were gonna harass me at my job last night"

"Damn, thought you'd be too drunk to remember" Jungkook chuckles as his friend scrolls on his phone completely uninterested in the conversation. "Speaking of being too drunk to remember, You have a hard time with your friend?" Jungkook asks as he flips the mug in front of his friend and himself over and gestures for her to give them coffee. Y/N complies filling both of the mugs as she shakes her head trying to avoid talking about Hyunjin too much. "Nah, it's not the first time he's been blacked out. Kinda always his caretaker" She shrugs. "Are you gonna eat too?" She asks as she pulls her pad out of her apron, clicking the pen. Jungkook raises his eyebrow "Is it free?"

"Broke College student meet broke highschooler" Y/N snorts as she waves her hand in front of her, gesturing toward herself. Jungkook rolls his eyes before scanning over the menu placed in front of him.

"Can i get a bacon egg and cheese bagel?" Jungkooks friend asks and Jungkook nods along with him. Y/N writes their order and goes to enter it in the POS. She feels a tap on her shoulder and turns to see her manager standing there. "Sir?" She questions puzzled.

"Go on your 30 after you put it in, Hera's gonna cover you" He states calmly before turning away from her. Not needing any more instruction you quickly finish entering Jungkook's order and clock out for your break. Walking toward the break room, she stops in front of the lockers grabs her phone, and walks out the back door to get fresh air. Turning her phone on it comes to life with messages from Hyunjin.

Y/N felt her cheeks turn a bright scarlet as she read the pet name. How could such a simple request make her heart race so much? How could she be feeling so excited to go home now? The memory of their kiss lingers in her mind. Brushing her fingers over her lips for a moment before she realizes her behavior. Her eyes widen as she quickly brings her hand away from her lips.

Oh Fuck....She likes Hyunjin.....

Y/N didn't know how to handle her epiphany.

The more she spent with him, the more her feelings seemed to blossom. She felt her eyes searching for him and her heart racing faster when he called her name. Even when the school year started she figured her heart would finally settle now that they were in separate classes and they would only see each other in passing due to her cram school. But she should have realized how persistent her best friend could be, he and Li-Rin rarely got along besides a few tipsy interactions and taking care of the other hungover self until Y/N was available to take over. To say she was surprised to see the pair now getting along swimmingly would be an understatement.

Due to Li-Rin's budding friendship with him, Hyunjin no longer breaks away during lunch and would come with Li-Rin to hang out with them. Every once in a while, he and his friends would disappear for who knew what and Y/N would finally gain the ability to breathe again. She sometimes dreaded these days when Hyunjin needed to be extra clingy before going to his class in the morning. How should she keep trying to play things off how she normally would? For years she would have brushed off his flirty remarks and clingy actions but now she found herself reciprocating. She knew how dangerous this could be, how crossing the line with him beyond a drunken kiss and flirty words could ruin everything they'd built over the years. But as the weeks continued to go by she found herself not caring as much as she once had.

She finds herself feeling more and more eager at the idea of giving in to her emotions and just confessing to Hyunjin. What could be the harm? He was her best friend for a reason. They understood each other on a level no one else could reach. "Y/N, Li-Rin" Hari calls the pair over as they look around the cafeteria. Y/N smiled feeling a sense of relief as she didn't see Hyunjin and his group of friends seated at the table. Walking over to where Hari was seated, Y/N smiled at the 3 other girls who gave her a friendly wave. "Y/N, Hyunjin finally let you off the leash?" Sol-i teases as Y/N sits beside her. Rolling her eyes Y/N chuckles softly "So I'm a dog now?" She raises her eyebrow. Hari giggles as she joins in on the teasing "I mean with the way you two cling to each other you'd think they're married" The girls laugh at the joke.

Y/N feigns disgust "You realize he's just my best friend right?"

"Is that why you guys made out at the party Friday?" Hari questions with her eyebrow raised and Y/N feels her heart drop into her stomach.

"What? What are you talking about?"

Hari rolls her eyes as she leans in closer "I saw you guys, completely sucking face right down the street from Felix's place" She giggles and Y/N's eyes widen as she begins to stammer in a panic "W-what? N-No. No, it wasn't--we weren't sucking face it was just a kiss." The girls gasped "So, it's true?" Li-Rin questions, an unfamiliar look on her expression. Y/N looks at her for a moment "Hyunjin was blackout and feeling clingy so he kissed me. But it was just a stupid kiss, that Hyunjin probably doesn't even remember so it doesn't matter." She argues trying to change the subject. "You guys should totally go out, you guys would be cute" Aera comments cheekily. Y/N groaned in response as she hid her face in her hands.

"Can I just die right now?"

"Why? Because you LOOOVVEE him?" Sol-i teases.

"No, because you guys are embarrassing" Y/N states as she softly throws a fry at her. "Don't get mad at me because you like him"

"N-No, I don't" Y/N lies, trying to keep her feelings private while she tries to work them out. However, She feels a real relationship could possibly work out with Hyunjin. She wouldn't want to ruin any chance she had by involving her caring and loving but nosy friends in the mix. Y/N felt herself grow anxious as Ji-Rin's face lights up at her refusal. "You don't?" Ji-Rin asks her eagerness for the same answer evident and Y/N complies. "N-Not like that. H-He was drunk so..."

"Good." Ji-Rin sighs placing her hand over her chest as if she's relieved. "So, what's everyone gonna do tonight wanna study at my place." She asks trying to change the subject, Hari's eyebrow raises and the other four's eyes meet each other as they feel an awkward tension settle over the group.

Before Hari speaks up "Nah, put that shit in reverse and park it. The fuck do you mean good?" She challenges. Ji-Rin gives her a puzzled look "What do you mean?" she questions with a confused pout her head tilting to the left side slightly.

"What I just said. What do you mean good? Do you like Hyunjin or something?" Hari asks with shock and a defensive tone. Ji-Rin smiles giddily as she covers her face with her hands. "Maybe~" Ji-Rin replies "Kinda..." Hari scoffs and crosses her arms over her chest as she goes to say something to her, Y/N kicks Hari under the table as she notices Hyunjin and his friends making their way over to their table. "But--" Hari tries to argue, and Y/N turns her head away from Hari "Not the time."

"This looks intense." Hyunjin's friend, Jisung comments as he raises his eyebrow in amusement. Y/N gives him a kind smile "No, Missy, why do you look so grumpy" Jisung questions as he ruffles her hair and sits beside her and the rest of the guys go to sit down. Hyunjin stands behind Jisung with his eyebrows furrowed as he stares between the pair, jealousy fills his stomach. "Hyunjin, there's a seat here" Li-Rin calls him gesturing for him to sit beside her, his mouth hung open for a moment wanting to protest but in the end, he slumped his shoulders and trudged over to the seat beside Li-Rin. He grumbles something under his breath toward her and she rubs his arm comfortingly as she whispers something to him and he nods with a sad pout.

An uncomfortable feeling fills Y/N's stomach as she stares at the pair, when did they get so close? Hyunjin said they had gotten along a little easier after Y/N had left her to watch him; but could things have gone further than a friendly understanding being built? Y/N tried to focus on the conversation Jisung had dragged her into but with Li-Rin's previous confession, Y/N could not drag her eyes off the pair. She felt betrayed, how could Li-rin do this to her? No matter how often Y/N denied it, there was a reason the girls always made jokes about her and Hyunjin being together. Li-Rin could see her closeness with Hyunjin, even if she didn't have feelings for him, liking Hyunjin would be crossing the line for any of her friends and they knew this.

Li-Rin was a newer addition to the group, Y/N had met her in her first year and they quickly hit it off. Y/N's longest female friend, Hari, always held a small dislike for Li-Rin. Sol-i and Aera held a neutral stance never showing her disdain but also never getting too close to her. Y/N was the one who trusted her wholeheartedly and accepted her.

how could she like Hyunjin?

Was she messing with her? She had to be. It had to be a joke. How could Y/N confess to him if her friend likes him? That would be so cruel to Li-Rin, no matter the line crossed Y/N wouldn't stand in her friend's happiness. Li-Rin didn't choose who to like, these things just happen. If anyone understood that it was Y/N, but why did it have to be now? Why couldn't it be last year? Long before Y/N really understood how she felt about him and she wouldn't feel like she's being a terrible person if she were to confess. Now that she knew Li-Rin liked Hyunjin, Y/N felt panicked as she watched the way he smiled at her while they talked. While he kept a small distance between himself and her, Y/N could see some form of a connection built between the pair. It left her unsettled as one question lingered on her mind.

Does Hyunjin like her too?

Y/N felt herself panicking during her cram school.

Hyunjin went to study with Li-Rin and Jisung. She felt herself growing nauseous at Li-Rin confessing before Y/N could talk to her about her expose at lunch. She watched the clock as the time continued to drag on. It felt like an eternity as she watched the clock a minute away from 10:30 pm.

As soon as her cram school ended, Y/N quickly made her way to the bus stop and pulls out her phone to text Li-Rin.

As she reads Li-Rins last message, Y/N feels her heart sink into her stomach and she drops her phone as if the device had burned her. Looking around in embarrassment hoping no one saw her, she quickly grabs her phone off the ground in front of her as the bus pulls up and she gets on. Walking toward the back of the bus she sits in a seat in the second to last row, leaning against the window her mind races,

What did she say?

Y/N read the message over and over again, hoping it would change. She felt bile rise in her throat as she contemplated what to reply. She wasn't sure what to do. How should she respond? What could she do? Was being a good friend saying yes? She wasn't sure if she even wanted to. How could she set the guy she likes up with anyone, let alone her friend? She felt tears prick her eyes as she struggled to find an answer as she felt someone tug on a strand of her hair.

Chalking it up to an accident Y/N stares out the window at the bright lights of the city. She almost loses herself in her emotions when she feels the person behind her tug on a strand of her hair again. Feeling irritation swell in her gut she turns around to cuss out the person. "The hell is your--Jungkook Oppa?" She questions her eyebrows scrunching together in confusion as the older male sat there with a mischievous smirk. "Finally you notice me. You know you're quite elusive" He comments with a chuckle. "I tried to say hi when you sat down but I don't think you heard or saw me"

"And you thought harassment was a good way to get my attention?"

"It's fun to annoy you. You look like crap though what's up?"

Y/N rolls her eyes at his comment "Cram school. Why do you always seem to piss me off every time I see you?" Jungkook shrugs as he shifts to sit next to her. "What's up though? Cram school sucks but it doesn't usually make you cry." He questions worriedly. Y/N crosses her arms over her chest and shrugs. "Nothing...Just stupid stuff I guess." She groans. Jungkook shakes his head "Every problem seems like the end of the world at your age but if you talk to someone older they usually seem small" He tries to convince her to open up as he bumps her shoulder with his.

Feeling her resolve crumble to dust, Y/N rambles "Ugh, It's nothing--just you remember my best friend?"

"Vividly"

"Well, my friend said she might like him and ever since the night of the party I've been freaking out because he kissed me and I liked it" She states as her speaking speeds up slightly "But I never used to like him like that before so I wouldn't have cared if my friend liked him before but now I do like him so I do care that my friend likes him" Jungkook stares at you blankly. "Jesus fuck I think you gave me a stroke trying to keep up with all of that" Jungkook jokes as he rubs his temples. "So what you're saying is you and your friend both like Hyunjin?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay? and why is that your problem?" Jungkook asks seriously raising his eyebrow. Y/N's eyebrows furrow in confusion "What do you mean? We both like the same guy, that's wrong..."

"Who told you that?" Jungkook questions with a puzzled look on his face. Y/N stares at him dumbfounded and he sighs "Look kid, there's nothing wrong with you both liking the same guy. It's how you both handle it that will determine if it's wrong to like him or not. Does she know you like him?" Y/N shakes her head "She asked me but I just figured out how I feel so I told her no, but it's cause I thought I would have time to figure out what to do"

"Then you can't be mad at her for anything. You lied so you should fix that first, then you should tell him how you feel and let him determine who he wants to be with before you girls go fighting each other." Jungkook advises.

"She asked me to help her go out with him....am I a bad friend if I don't do it?"

"You are if you lie to her about it" Jungkook shrugs as he sighs "To be 16 and only worry about stupid shit like this again" He states in a wishful tone. "You aren't that much older than me" Y/N comments. Jungkook lifts his hand placing his index finger over her lips as he closes his eyes "Shhhhh....I'm reminiscing"

"Well, Ahjussi, you said you went to Seoul national and lived on campus right?"

"Uh-huh, why?"

"Cause we're driving past it" Y/N points out the window and Jungkooks eyes snap open as he jumps up from his seat staring out the window before he pushes the button signaling a stop and it pulls to the side of the road when it can. Y/N stifles a laugh as she covers her mouth with the back of her hand. "You're embarrassing Oppa" she comments.

"Shut up! but remember what I said" Jungkook waves her off as he rushes off the bus.

Jungkook was right....

It was childish to expect for friends to not eventually like the same person one day. It's a normal obstacle while growing up and people can't control who they develop feelings for. Is what Y/N told herself, but for the past two days every time she saw Li-Rin and Hyunjin together; she wanted to put her head through a wall. It didn't help they were paired up for a project in their class and the time they had spent together doubled as Y/N's time with him dwindled more and more.

While she still occasionally was able to hang out with him in the mornings and at lunch, something felt different about their interactions. They were distant and withdrawn and it felt odd. Y/N wasn't used to not having her best friend cling to her. But for the past few days, she couldn't remember the last time Hyunjin had any physical contact with her. Y/N found herself drifting off into thought as she sat at a table in the library, Li-Rin asked her to study with her earlier in the day and Y/N felt the need to talk to her about her request.

Y/N struggled to find a way to bring it up. How do these types of things usually go? What was it Jungkook said again? She contemplated as her mind went a mile a minute. Honesty. start with honesty she sighs to herself.

"Li-Rin...." She gasps. And the girl perks up lifting her eyes from the textbook "What's up hun?" Li-Rin gives her an innocent expression as Y/N feels her heart sink into her ass. "Uh, S-so you remember what we talked about the other day?" Li-Rin gives her a confused look "What? Hyunjin?"

Y/N nods "Well i wasnt exactly honest with you guys"

Li-Rin shrugs "Kinda figured..."

Y/N looks at her lap in shame "I'm sorry but I don't feel comfortable setting you up with Hyunjin." Li-Rin's eyes widen in surprise "Woah! no it's fine, we already talked and are hanging out alone Friday and stuff" She confesses almost as if she is rambling. Y/N feels her heart stop "Oh? Y-You confessed?"

Li-Rin looks around, a look of panic on her features. "Uh--Y-Yeah...sort of..." She states as she nervously looks down at her textbook, mumbling something under her breath. Y/N's blood runs cold "O-Oh..." she stutters as she bites her lips hesitantly.

Li-Rin looks at her apologetically "Y/N..--Don't let this get in the way of our friendship okay?" Y/N cuts her off as she chokes back her sadness and gives her friend a reassuring smile. "You said you sort of confessed so, I'll take a step back and if he officially says yes to you then I will work on moving on." Li-Rin feels guilt eating away at her. "I'm so sorry, Y/N..."

"Don't be. If he says no to you, then I'm gonna confess...it won't be right after and I'll be there for you wholeheartedly, and you'll still feel complete support from me no matter what okay? But I do think that, if he says no to you, then I deserve to have a chance to see if something could work out between us.....because with our history I really think it can..." Y/N confesses. "So, I'm going to be a bad friend for this one time and this one time only, because you surprising me with your feelings like that wasn't fair, I hope things don't go as you planned and whatever you plan on doing a bird poops on your head while your confessing and he laughs"

Li-Rin gives her a bewildered expression "A-are you alright in the head? You want a bird to poop on me when I confess? What if I'm inside?" Li-rin questions teasingly.

"Then I hope you fall....wait no that's mean no I don't. umm" Y/N struggles to think of something bad enough that she could laugh at her friend but not too bad she could be hurt. "I hope you pee yourself" Y/N exclaims excitedly. "Shhh" The librarian whispers in her direction and Y/N hides her face in her textbook as Li-Rin stifles a laugh.

“You’re an idiot”

Y/N felt her face fall at Hyunjin's obvious anger toward her. It had been two weeks since Y/N and Li-Rin had talked. while Y/N wanted to support her two friends' budding relationship, she felt nauseous and annoyed whenever Li-Rin and Hyunjin appeared together. Why not me? She'd wonder Why couldn't it be me? She felt guilt rising in her stomach. She had been avoiding him for longer, something about this year had changed her. Y/N didn't understand, before the idea of not talking to Hyunjin would be painful but since she had spoken to Li-Rin; talking to him hurt the most.

How was she supposed to move on? How could she be with someone else when, to Y/N, no one else could compare?

She couldn't handle it, and in the nature of honesty, she had kept her feelings for him to herself. Though every day she felt herself struggling to refrain from just marching into his bedroom and confessing. A snap in front of her pulls her out of her thoughts. "Polynomials are frustrating but not that much, which means you're not paying attention so you owe me 5 bucks" Jungkook states sarcastically. Y/N's eyes widen "5 bucks?! We agreed on a dollar"

"You weren't paying attention for 5 minutes"

Y/N gives him a look of disbelief "You took my job! You should know I'm broke." she exclaims. Jungkook shakes his head as he wipes the counter, raising an eyebrow at her "I'm literally working, tutoring you, and reading your texts at the same time" Her mouth hangs open as she goes to argue and Jungkook places his finger in front of her lips. "Shhh. Thank you, Jungkook"

"For what? Being nosy?"

"Being smarter than you"

Y/N rolls her eyes as Jungkook gives her a knowing look. "Don't okay? Hyunjin and I aren't your business" Jungkook snorts as he tosses the rag over his shoulder. Leaning back against the prep line "From where I'm standing there is no Hyunjin and you." Y/N shakes her head as she lifts her math textbook. "Not what we're supposed to be focusing on" She states as she gives the book a gentle tap on the counter. "You got distracted first" Jungkook puts his hands up in surrender. Y/N sits there, staring up at him expectantly and Jungkook raises his eyebrow "What?" he asks crossing his arms.

"Come on out with it..."

"Out with what?"

Y/N gives him a look saying 'Are you serious' with a tilt of her head. "I can literally see you trying not to combust. Holding back from just giving me advice because you know you're too damn nosy" Jungkook scoffs holding his chest in offense. "First of all missy, I'll have you know that you should feel lucky I care enough about you to be nosy." he narrows his eyes. "Oh thank you, I'll appreciate all the gold produced from your touch...."Y/N mocks. She jumps in surprise as she feels a sharp sting on her forehead as Jungkook retracts his hand away from her face. "Did you just flick me?" She exclaims.

"Anyway, why are you here with me, studying math when you could be with the guy you're in love with?"

"Because you'd miss me too much" Y/N smiles and Jungkook rolls his eyes "As much as I appreciate your presence, soul-sibling, I've known you for like 4 months at best and even I know that's bullshit" Y/N groans and covers her face in her hands. "Ugh, I just don't want to see him all over Li-Rin." Jungkook shakes his head giving her a disapproving look "If it was gonna bother you this much then you shouldn't have told her you'd support her if she confessed"

"You act like I knew it would bother me this much!"

"Is that why you haven't clarified our actual relationship to him?" Jungkook raises his eyebrow. "I'll tell him..."Y/N trails. It was Jungkook's turn to give a look of 'Are you serious?' "When? When he and Li-Rin stop hanging out?" Jungkook quips and Y/N smirks "Exactly"

"Bullshit! You're a minor that shit aint happening with my name"

"I'm kidding, Jesus old man take a joke." Y/N scoffs as she closes up her textbooks. Jungkook gives her a stern look "Clarify it or stop coming around me" Y/N's mouth hangs open in disbelief and Jungkook shakes his head in response "Don't give me that look missy. You not clarifying that we only see each other in a sibling way, makes me seem like a pervert." Y/N furrows her eyebrows in frustration "Can't I just make him jealous a little bit? I never insinuated that we like each other"

"No. I'm a fucking adult, Y/N. That's petty kid shit and honestly, you're above it too. You told Li-Rin you'd support her so keep your word or go to her and tell her how you are feeling about it." Jungkook shuts down her suggestion firmly but his tone held a caring concern. "Why do you have to be so annoying?" Y/N scoffs. Jungkook's eyebrow raises "Because I'm right?"

"Yes..." Y/N grumbled as she rested her chin on her hand looking away from Jungkook. "Stop avoiding your best friend too. It's stupid and gonna hurt his feelings. You already hurt him and pissed him off. Do you want to do more damage?" Jungkook lectures and Y/N rolls her eyes. "You do know you're not my real brother, right?"

"Really? You harass me like you're my sister though?" Jungkook scoffs as he shrugs "I mean, it's nothing for me to turn the register back on and cash this out"

"Okay, raising the white flag...hurry up so you can bring me home" Y/N raises her hands in surrender as she gestures for him to mop the kitchen. Jungkook rolls his eyes and shakes his head grabbing the mop

"I should've called out..."

One second....All it takes is one second for a calm peaceful day to turn into a storm.

Y/N sat in Jungkook's passenger seat feeling her drowsiness kicking in as he drove onto her street. The radio was playing some random playlist from Jungkook's phone, but Y/N felt herself finally relaxing for the first time in a while. Her mind sat free of worries and stress as she stared out the window. She felt excited as Jungkook pulled into the driveway. "wow you weren't lying..." Jungkook quips as he parked the car. "You really run a share house with your parents?"

"They come to manage it but they live like 10 minutes away in the same town as Hyunjin's parents. I usually decide residents after background checks since I live here and right now it's just me and Hyunjin and one other guy that's like always at work but he cleans up after himself and doesn't bother anyone so"

Jungkook shrugs as he nods "Want another tenant?"

"And live with 3 guys? I'd rather you hit me with your car." Y/N retorts. As the pair hears a knock on the passenger window, Y/N jumps in surprise. She turns to see an upset-looking Hyunjin peering into the car and she opens the door slightly. "Jinnie?" She questions "What's up?"

"Who is he?" Hyunjin asks as he stares directly at Y/N accusingly and she raises her eyebrow in confusion. "I'm Jungkook, we act--Was I talking to you?" Hyunjin cuts him off and Jungkook snorts "We've gotta stop meeting like this Hyunjin." Hyunjin narrows his eyes at Jungkook as he raises his eyebrow at him "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm not fighting a child. I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N" Jungkook waves Hyunjin off as he holds out his fist for Y/N, who returns his fist bump and exits the car. Y/N stands there as Jungkook drives off and gives him a wave. Hearing a scoff from behind her she rolls her eyes and turns to her best friend. "Jinnie,--no. I'm pissed right now. like are you dumb or just oblivious?" He cuts her off and Y/N stares at him confused. "Hyunjin, what are you talking about?" A figure sitting on the stairs draws her attention, Li-Rin gives her a guilty smile and waves and Y/N looks back at Hyunjin even more confused. Why was Li-Rin here?

"Why are you spending so much time with that guy?" Hyunjin questions. "Like, can you not see that it's bothering me? How long do I have to sit there and just deal with this shit? What do I have to do to get you to look at me? Be your best friend? Support you in everything? kiss you? Oh wait, I've done every single one of those things, and still! still, I'm not enough for you? What is it going to fucking take, Y/N seriously" His voice growing more and more erratic as he stares at her with desperation on his features. Y/N feels her heart race at his rant, what does this mean?

"J-Jinnie...I didn't realize it was bothering you so much. but I don't know w-where this is coming from..." Y/N trails "You're more than enough for me. I don't understand?" Hyunjin groans in frustration "Can you seriously not tell I like you?" Y/N feels butterflies in her stomach her eyes widen and her cheeks turn a bright scarlet, but just as soon as she feels her excitement, guilt replaces it. Her eyes drift over to Li-Rin and she feels Hyunjin's hands encase her arms "Fuck Li-Rin..I'm talking to you!"

"Wow...Thanks dude" Li-Rin retorts sarcastically.

"You know what I mean!" Hyunjin snaps at her "Why are you still here?"

"Jisungie told me to be nosy" Li-Rin quips as she leans back on her hands. Y/N stares at them puzzled. As Hyunjin turns to her "Go home. It backfired and I'm not in the mood right now." Y/N furrows her eyebrows as her ears perk up. "What backfired?" She questioned as she stared at the pair. "Nothing...Li-Rin just agreed to help me and it didn't work" Hyunjin grits as he scowls at Li-Rin who scoffs "It was a stupid plan. How am I supposed to pretend to have a crush on you when I'm dating your friend?"

"Jisung did fine...." Hyunjin argued.

Y/N feels like a bucket of ice was poured over her head. Li-Rin pretended to have a crush on Hyunjin? To help him? Y/N couldn't help the feeling of betrayal that welled up in her chest. Tears burned in her eyes "Y-You guys made a plan?" She questioned in disbelief, her voice just above a whisper. Hyunjin looks at her with guilt in his eyes "I-It wasn't anything bad I promise you...I just wanted to know if you felt the same way" Y/N ignores him and stares at Li-Rin "Am I a joke to you?" taking a couple of steps so she is directly in front of Li-Rin and Hyunjin grasps Y/N's arm pulling her slightly back "Its not her fault..." Y/N shoves his hand off her as she steps back in front of Li-Rin and nods waiting for Li-Rin to answer.

"Of course, you're not a joke to me..."

"So you're expecting it correct?" Y/N asks and Li-Rin nods. Y/N brings her hand across Li-Rin's cheek harshly. "Y/N?!" Hyunjin exclaims in shock as he pulls her back from Li-Rin, who stands up and waves him off "Don't.....I deserved that" Hyunjin shakes his head "No, this is my fault I'm the one that asked for help" He argues to Y/N. Y/N looks away from him as she rolls her eyes "She's a big girl that can make her own decisions." Li-Rin nods as she pats Hyunjin on the shoulder. "See you tomorrow, Y/N" She waves as she walks down the street.

Hyunjin and Y/N stood there in silence for what felt like an eternity before anyone spoke. "Baby,--oh you thought you were pissed." Y/N cut him off and Hyunjin's body deflats. "You manipulated me..."

Hyunjin's eyes widen in a panic "N-No, it wasn't like that I swear" He stammers as he steps closer to her. His heart sinks as she takes a step back "Y/N..." She sighs at the dejected tone in his voice. "Jinnie, Just-just give me a second okay?" she states as she takes a deep calming breath. "Can I ask why you couldn't just talk to me?"

"You always think I'm joking or drunk or bored.." Hyunjin pouts. "How could I ask if you liked me like that? You always said I'm your best friend so I never thought you'd look at me like that" Y/N sighs as she rubs her hand over her face. "We're dumbasses....just straight-up fools I swear" She mutters, and Hyunjin raises his eyebrow in confusion "Huh?" "Nothing, we just both are stupid people who forget the other is our soulmate. Jinnie, of course, I like you that way, how could I not? You're literally everything I would want in a guy" She confesses as she goes to walk inside to bring the conversation out of the cold before it dawns on her "Hold on," She points as she turns back to Hyunjin with a quizzical look "You said I always think you're drunk or joking" a panicked expression flashes across Hyunjin's face.

"You were drunk that night right?"

"I--Well, you see what had happened was..." Hyunjin trails and Y/N's mouth hangs open as she closes the front door. "Nope, you stay in the cold until the conversation is over now. Hwang Hyunjin, I swear to god if you made me basically carry you home and you were almost completely sober I'm telling you now that I will disown you" Hyunjin shakes his head "Was tipsy at best I promise" He puts his hands up in surrender. "Wasn't as drunk as I made it seem 'cause I wanted to kiss you and you always let me when I'm drunk" Hyunjin explains cautiously. Y/N rolls her eyes at him "So you're manipulative? You realize that's a giant red flag right?"

Hyunjin nods "I'll be color blind if you do..."

"You already know, basically born that way" Y/N jokes with a shrug and Hyunjin rolls his eyes at her as he wraps his arms around her waist. "So, we are like, dating now right?" Hyunjin asks as he rests his chin on her shoulder. Y/N shrugs as she doesn't respond pretending to contemplate her answer. "Babyy~" Hyunjin whines as he begins placing soft pecks along her neck. "Don't torture me" Y/N shakes her head and turns around wrapping her arms around his neck "So don't ask a stupid question" She retorts as she scrunches her nose at him.

Hyunjin gives her a small chuckle before pressing his lips to hers engulfing her in a passionate kiss. Their lips danced together before Y/N pulled away "I knew you'd be a better kisser sober..." She joked

"Shut up...."

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[quitealotofsodapop]

Hey Mac, we thought you were dead;

Sequel to this post on Macaque being back in the "Century Stone Egg Au".

After the pregnant Monkey King breaks his shock, he'd run to embrace Macaque, even if he'd just been super close to clawing his eye out (again) and that they're last meeting was a huge fight. He only holds back because he's honestly a little scared/worried how and why Macaque is there. Wukong is immediately trying to apolgise for his violent reaction, but Macaque just laughes out; "Nah, it's my fault. Should've asked first." It's only with the shadow monkeys' breathy, almost *fond* laughter that Wukong realises that Mac is truly there for peace. Mac's interaction with PIF further confirms this.

The reincarnation gang + the dragon couple are super sketched out though. Pigsy is the one to loudly ask "How do you know it's him and not some weird copycat?", mostly cus he's legit worried for Wukong in this moment. Somebody's dead partner don't just show up one day!

Wukong responds with his Gold Vision + its hard to fake the way Mac smells. The gang still refuse to leave the two alone together until they recieve a decent explaination.

The fact that Macaque literally looks like he crawled out of the grave quickly gives everybody a bad feeling, and they def force Mac to sit down and explain how tf he came back to life before he's even allowed smell Wukong.

Macaque: "I may have agreed to do something... kinda stupid in hindsight." Wukong, : "Mac... look at me. What did you do?" Macaque: "...ok don't be mad." Wukong: "I'm preemptively seething." Macaque: "I accepted a deal from the White Bone Spirit." Wukong: "I'M FURIOUS!!!" *starts throwing whatever's closest at Mac* Macaque, dodges a pillow: "Pfff! Calm down, it's not like I'm actually gonna do it! She brought me back to life to release her from a tomb or something and I chucked the key away the second I got back." The whole Room: "..." Wukong: "Mihou... thats the stupidiest thing you could have done!" *summons hair clones to throw stuff at Mac* Macaque, now failing to dodge fruit: "OW! Why are you upset!? We both know nothing good will come of letting that demon free!" PIF: "Mihou, if this Bone Demon was able to bring you back from the dead, then she has the power to track you down and recind her offer." Macaque: "...so you're saying that I have to fufill her deal, or I might get dragged back to Diyu?" Wukong and PIF, at the same time: "YES!!!" Macaque: "Shit." The Whole Room: *covering Red and Mei's ears* "LANGUAGE!!" Tang: "You should work on that before the baby gets here.

Oh you better believe Mac's in the doghouse until they can figure out how to resolve the LBD business deal. PIF calls up her lawyer to go over the exact terms and conditions.

Fire Star: "Ok, I've got good news and bad news." Macaque: "Bad news first." Fire Star: "The Lady Bone Demon's geas is airtight. You will have to open her tomb *slash* free her spirit in order to keep your place in this mortal realm - less you be recalled at a later date for a task of similar value or until she makes you redundant." Pigsy: "Translate for the non-lawyers please." Fire Star: "Either he does it, or she makes him do it, or she just takes his soul." Macaque: "Shit." Wukong & PIF: *glaring daggers at Mac* Macaque: "So what's the good news?" Fire Star, slyly: "Those are the only conditions to the geas. There's a reason you need lawyers for these kind of things nowadays. She didn't stipulate say... where to release her. Or whom would be present to greet her when her tomb opens." Everyone: *shares similar delighted/scheming looks* (*a few hours + a few calls to a worried Nezha later*) Macaque: *unlocks LBD's tomb* LBD: "Freedom! Freedom! Fr-" All of Wukong's allies in the Heavenly Army + Diyu officials:

LBD: "Oh bother."

As the Bone Demon gets carted away for conspiracy to destroy the world, she gets yelled at by all of the Underworld/Diyu officials that now have to deal with the fallout of her actions.

King Yama: "Do you understand how much paperwork I have to do to mark this monkey as alive!? He doesn't have a death date! It's been blotted out! I'll be correcting his files for months!!" Macaque: *high fives Fire Star for the solid lawyer-ing*

As far as Hell/Diyu is concerned, Macaque performed a service and was paid upfront. They don't want the headache of trying to take him back if his mate (someone who's trashed Hell before) wants to keep him.

Wukong is still super-mad at Mac for a variety of reasons, don't get hom wrong. But he's atleast glad in the moment to have his mate back. And glad that LBD is gone for the forseeable future.

[fullsunised]

𝙉𝘾𝙏 𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈¹⁸: 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗢 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗖𝗥𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗢 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦

genre: fluff clearly

trigger warnings: none

a/n: inspired by me who was bawling her eyes out while listening and reading the lyrics to like we just met. THATS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL SONG BRO, I DONT WANNA CRY AGAIN BUT ITS ON BLOODLY REPLAY.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗟𝗘𝗘 ❞

confused at first, but slowly enough gets the point. considering how you jumped into his arms as soon as he entered your shared room, he gets it. coos at your cute self, ruffling your hair and patting your head and while doing so wondering what was so beautiful about the lyrics that made you cry. teaches you the chords of the song so that you can sing it and upload a cover or sm like that.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗨𝗡 𝗛𝗨𝗔𝗡𝗚 ❞

bro is stressed. like why are you crying out of no where. he legit asked if you could listen to their new song, and this is the response he gets. thinks about the possible reasons for your sudden outburst, but when you tell him it's the song, and it's lyrics that made you cry, he's squishing your cheeks and that. cause he finds you so fucking adorable- bro just wants to stuff you in his pocket for the first time, because the rest of the times he just wants to choke you to death.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗝𝗘𝗡𝗢 𝗟𝗘𝗘 ❞

surprised at first. but soon pulls you into a hug, rubbing your back while you softly cry about how beautiful the lyrics are and how they remind you of you two. bro is appreciating your love as he watches you bawl into his chest. you ask him to sing it live, just so you can cry yourself to death more but he denies it, not wanting to see you bawl anymore. understands very well what you're saying, but distracts you anyways because no crying bro.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗛𝗔𝗘𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗟𝗘𝗘 ❞

makes fun of you first. when he comes home, he finds you crying with your eyes in your hands, the song playing the background. it doesn't take him a minute to understand what was happening, would definetly take pictures of you crying, teasing you while you slam his annoying self away, but again, after a while, he hugs you tightly, not wanting to let go, just like you just met. adores your soft side so much, because it's rare to see. sings it live for you, so that you can cry more lmao CAUSE HIS VOICE IS BEAUTIFUL!!

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗡 𝗡𝗔 ❞

pulls your phone away as you keep re reading the lyrics and crying. cups your cheeks softly, kissing every part of your face while giggling and melting at your cute self. legit loves you more if that'd even possible after this incident. takes you onto his lap and hugs you, for as long as you want. kisses your hands and all that because he finds you so fucking precious rn. boy is having problems with his heart. stay safe bro.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗟𝗘 𝗭𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚 ❞

eyes you weirdly while your bawling. but again, doesn't like seeing you upset about anything so hugs you tight. and then you start blabbering about how each lyric is so beautifully written and that, boy just stares at you nodding. his phone camera taking a video so that he can secretly watch it over and over and cherish it forever. will also do a live performance, just to watch you simp and cry over how beautiful his voice is.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊  ❝ 𝗝𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 ❞

as soon as he's home, your holding his hand and crying. his voice from the song replaying inside your head. boy is worried bro. asks you over and over again if you're okay and when you explain why you were crying, he's gonna chuckle, feeling your reaction touch his heart. how can you appreciate a song so much? watches as you try singing it, and reading the lyrics only for you to cry again. will hold you as many times as you want. as much as he doesn't want to see you cry, this is kinda cute tbf for him.

[colourstreakgryffin]

Hi! May I request more dad!Douma? Specifically what would he do if Mui decides to hide & keep her most beloved plushie out of jealousy? Kokushibo doesn’t really get him any toys & he secretly does still enjoy things like that. But Douma’s daughter is VERY attached to her plush.

Hope you have a great day OP! :D

Omlll. Douma, for real, gonna commit murder if this happens! Ima change the Kokushibo kid if you don’t mind since Demon Mui with Kokushibo is alternate AU, thank you! A bit short and bad but hope it’s okay!

Father! Douma

God, he wished he could just murder whoever hurts you. No matter how powerful they may be

Douma is legit fuming as he hears you crying all of the sudden. None of the Upper Moons will dare try control him or reason with him as he shoots off to go find the source of the crying. He is beyond ready to kill whoever is hurting you

He could have destroyed the entire Infinity Castle in that moment, at what he saw. You crying into your beautiful kimono sleeves as Kokushibo’s student is holding the cute fluffy baby Honey Badger in his arms as he cuddled it

You are so attached to that very plush, Douma got it made for you by his many followers and you took it everywhere and it was just like you’re emotional support. You may be a demon but you’re still young and childish

Douma rushes over to you and picked you up, hugging you to his chest as you sobbed gently and he tried to comfort you the best he could. He would kicked the kid’s head clean off but he can’t, right now, he wanted more to make his beloved daughter feel better

He already promises to get you many more plushes and toys to help cheer you up as he rocks you and kisses your forehead. His attempts to comfort you have been get a lot better with how much time he spends with you. His cute little lady of ice

He glares death holes at the kid from strands of your hair, feeling the other Upper Moons gawk shocked at him from the back. He has never let any sort of emotion be visible but with how overprotective he is over you, he must express how horrible he feels. This rage, this hatred flooding him is something he can’t let go of it… no, he won’t ever

Douma will make this a big deal and argue with Kokushibo about it for a while. He may not like being the bad guy around the other Upper Moons but he loves his little princess the most so he happily gets into a fight with the Upper Moon 1 for your sake

“Control your kid, Kokushibo-dono! My Dokusha is sensitive and that toy took a lot of blood, sweat and tears to make! Have him give it back!”

Douma is just so angry that he can barely control himself whilst he takes you away from the room as Kokushibo enters. He loves you so dearly that he can’t stand your pain either, he has become so unbelievably attached to you that he has found himself unable to be away from you

Douma will now never let you be alone at the Infinity Castle. The only way you can go anywhere is with him! You go up to Gyokko, besides your dear father whilst Kokushibo scolds the younger demon. He simply loves hearing you laugh happily as you show off to the Upper Moon 5 and cuddle the beloved plush returned to you

“I’m so sorry, my love. Some people are just so selfish. Don’t worry about it, okay? Daddy will take care of this!”

[darklydeliciousdesires]

Little Earthquakes - Chapter Eight.

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Previous chapters - Prologue One Two Three Four Five Six Seven

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Words - 3,502

Warnings - 18+ throughout. Minors DNI!

“Oh, pissing hell. It was terrible. Legit terrible.” Covering his face with his hand, Nathan cringed remembering it. “I was sixteen, just started my foundation course at Loughborough, and I met this girl. Nerys, her name was. Never heard of a Nerys before or since either, and she was memorable for all the wrong reasons.”  

Her hand idly trailed the centre of his chest, her mouth curling into a grin. “Oooh, I sense a right juicy story here!”

“Yeah, you’re gonna piss laughing at me, for real,” he confirmed, continuing. “’Kay, so we’re getting down to it, and right from the word go, she’s too rough. As in the girl nearly pulls my cock off, too rough. But I’m gunning for it, so I withstood the fact that she’s hurting me more than turning me on. 

“Anyway, she gets on me and I’m like, sweet, not gotta do much other than move underneath her a bit, all’s good. That was until she started doing all this pissing Hare Krishna chanting, completely out of nowhere, and I’m lying there with my eyes bulging out my head like, ‘what the fuck is happening to me right now?’ I swear, I’ve never gotten out of a room so fast in all my life.”  

By the time he’d finished recounting his first sexual experience, Holly was laughing so hard, no sound came out. Her stomach hurt, tears pooled her eyes, and the boom that eventually came from her throat was immense. Thankfully, Nathan could laugh about it too now. If you’d asked him back then, he’d have still been beyond mortified. 

“Oh, my bloody god, Nath!” she cried, wiping her eyes. “Flippin’ heck, that’s sent me!”  

As it did to anybody he revealed the story to. “You should have seen Kels when I first told her. She legit didn’t stop laughing for about half a pissing hour.” Looking at her, he rolled his eyes, Holly still in utter fits. “Just as I sense you’re gonna be. Nah, shit off.” 

“Oi, you’re in my bloody bed,” she warned, slapping his chest. “Don’t you tell me to shit off!”  

Her words roused his laughter, Nathan pulling her close and kissing her head. “So, come on. How bad was your first time compared to mine?” 

“It was a solid zero out of ten, y’know. But that was only because he’d finished before I’d even begun. Five seconds. I had to go home and have a girly wank to get the horny out!”  

“A girly wank,” he exclaimed, “that’s hilarious! But also sexy as fuck, because now I'm imagining you doing it and... well...”  

She found herself set upon quite quickly after that, turned onto her back and kissed with slow heat. “Promise to last longer than five seconds.” Well, she knew that was very much true already. His lips rained beautiful sin over her body, kisses and licks rendering her nipples peaked beneath his touch, sinking down to bury his mouth at her apex.  

His tongue took root inside her, studs snagging at her opening as he his nose nudged her clit, her little bud the focal point he quickly moved to, flat drags making warmth immediately begin skittering over her nerves. Her hips rose to his mouth, meeting him with hunger, lips closing to suck at her softly, pausing only briefly to rise and steal more kisses from her.  

His hair fell like a dark curtain over her skin as his thumb skimmed her folds, his mouth burning of brazen beauty and longing as their tongues rolled, retreating back between her thighs to continue proving why she was nothing but correct when she’d likened his skills as a lover to godly.  

He pulled her bud into the warm suck of his plush lips, and what had been simmering before snapped through her strongly, sparking into something stronger, her hands becoming lost in his hair as she sighed a seraphim’s sonnet, the sweet sound arrowing right to his cock. He peered up at her, the candlelight of her bedroom casting shadows that sharpened his features, eyes glinting sensual emerald before closing, his hands stroking paths of pleasure all over her as he ate her, slow and thorough.  

The warmth of his tongue settled into the marrow of her, the occasional more stiffened lick sending embers crackling beneath her skin, the heat of it pooling at the base of her spine. Repeated swirls rendered her a moaning mess, tingles flushing forth as heat sizzled low in her tummy. She could have let him happily remain there, but the need for him blazed too brightly, hauling him up and turning him onto his back. 

Straddling his hips, she leaned to him, her kisses offered of syrupy longing, catching his tongue piercings between her teeth and tugging with a playful growl. Her mouth glided down over his neck, tongue circling each pierced nipple, those bars bitten upon too. It stirred a primal grunt, his eyes fluttering shut momentarily. They opened again with a blaze of green fire to watch as she wet her hand against her sex, grasping his cock to begin working him fully hard.  

Oh, how she had the skills Nerys could have learned a thing or two from. 

Her wettened clasp tightened and released up and down his shaft in a smooth glide, feeling the thick of him twitch against her palm. A hail of tingles shot through her core, remembering what it was to be split around him, stretched wide, her thumb beginning to work in delicious dalliance over the head of him, moving his piercing back and forth.  

The groan that rumbled his chest was exquisite in sound, her heart fluttering, watching a line crease between his brows as his mouth dropped open, happily at her mercy completely.  

“You know you’re beautiful, don’t you?” she whispered, reaching to stroke his face, watching him suck her fingers before she trailed her hand to his chest. “Not many men can be described like that, but you? Fucking beauty in male form.” And god, how he was, with his endless mass of dark hair, razorblade cheekbones, full lips and hypnotic, green eyes. He was strikingly beautiful.  

Her other hand joined, one pumping his shaft slowly, the other playing with his piercing, watching his chest begin to rise more rapidly, little shudders quaking through him. 

“Good?” 

“Yeah,” he panted, “too fucking good.” To him, he couldn’t get better, until she brought him to her folds, rubbing the length of him through the wet velvet, leaning forward to offer soft bites at his nipple. It was a coupled action that made his brain melt, no more so than when she guided him to her and sank down, the hot wet of her fitting him snugly, gently pulsing around him. 

“Ahhh, shit,” she hissed, hips rocking against him, “the way you fill me up. Such a perfect, fat cock.”  

Why oh why had he let his fear win, chased the attentions of other women, when he felt so at home between her legs? They didn’t compare to her, they couldn’t, for they didn’t have that unexplainable sparkle that made Holly glitter to his eyes, as if she was starshine personified.  

And then of course, the way she made him laugh, often when he least expected it. Watching her mouth tilt into a grin, he perhaps should have, though. 

“Mmmm,” she purred, “something about Hare Krishna.” 

He pointed a warning finger. “Don’t you pissing dare!” 

The giggle that came from her was all mirth and mischief, Nathan pulling her down against his chest, kissing her until her brain was rendered a wash of watercolour, every shade bleeding into the next as he fucked up into her with slow, rolling heat. The repetitive, tight rubbing of his cock ring against her front wall had sparks bursting, embers glimmering up her spine, Holly sitting up to begin rolling her hips in the most delicious rhythm.  

Her fingertips grazed his chest, long, slow strokes that set his skin to prickle, goose pimples rising, his arms moving from either side of his head to grasp her hips. His fingers sunk into the curve of her, body moving slowly against where she grinded upon him, fucking one another slowly, but oh so heatedly.  

It seared hot, swirling slow like a summer tempest, every drag of his cock through the soaking hug of her sending little pulses skittering over her nerves. They quickened against one another, a little greedy for greater friction, Nathan reaching to begin stroking slick circles over her clit with his thumb.  

Feeling themselves winding tight, neither made an effort to slow it, chasing their releases as their bodies tightened, him tipping over the edge into the heady clutches of nirvana before she followed. 

It ripped through her, a bolt of pleasure that cracked her sky, every wave washing from the deep punch of his cock and press of his thumb. She felt as if her bones had melted with the force of it, resting down atop him, scattering soft kisses upon his neck as he stroked her languidly.  

Moving onto her back, she smiled, nuzzling him when he neared her, kissing him as she stroked his hair. He rested his head to her chest, pulling the covers over them, and there he slept all night in the soundest, deepest slumber he’d had for weeks. Waking up the following morning, moved from his position slightly but with her warmth still against him, he wrapped an arm around her, kissing her back and closing his eyes, hoping to drop off once more. No such luck. 

Unfortunately for Nathan, once he was awake, he rarely did manage to settle into sleep again, moving steadily so as not to take her, picking up his clothes from the floor and moving to the bathroom. Tying his hair up, he stepped into the shower, washing himself down quickly and exiting once more.  

Although he felt great for such a long, uninterrupted sleep, there was a part of him that didn’t match that, his hands twitching a little, small shakes wracking his arms. Spying Holly’s bottle of Maker’s Mark on the side, he picked up a coffee mug and poured out a small measure of the golden bourbon, sinking it in one gulp. A few minutes passed and the shudders abated, Nathan going about putting the coffee machine on.  

Checking his phone, he yawned and stretched, seeing the usual junk that his email box didn’t want to filter, making them all as such. Once furnished with a giant mug of coffee, leaving the machine on for Holly whenever she finally rose, he had a few puffs on his vape before going to sit in front of the television. With how busy he seemed to be, and also never getting around to buying a TV for the flat, it was a seldom ever indulged pastime, his eyes lighting up when he saw she had the Disney+ channel. 

The big kid within him lurked very close to the surface, immediately choosing The Simpsons to watch. 

When Holly entered the room a little later, she saw that in full, pausing to watch from the kitchen across the open plan space as he laughed his arse off. The episode was a particular favourite of hers, too, the one where Homer was tasked with building a dog house.  

“I’ll leave you to your cartoons, just going for a shower,” she spoke, smiling wider the more he laughed. 

“Alright, cutie.” When she returned, it was to a very approving look. “Somebody’s asking to get dicked the fuck down good, ain’t she?” 

Looking down at herself, confusion creased her forehead. “I am?” She didn’t know what was particularly sexy about a black bra and her dark grey organic cotton pyjama bottoms.  

“That bra isn’t exactly casual, baby.”  

“True,” she admitted, looking down to the pretty lace covering her breasts. “I don’t deviate from opulence where my undies are concerned.” 

He beamed, running his finger beneath the top of the cups one by one. “Don’t ever change that stance. So, you happy chilling or do you want to go out today?”  

She made a thoughtful face as he pulled her legs up to rest over his lap, stroking her thighs. “Can we do something later, go for dinner? I kind of want to be able to dive on you a moment's notice, and I can’t do that if we leave the flat. I haven’t seen you for two weeks, I’m right flippin’ horny, y’know.” 

And she just kept on saying all the right things, Nathan leaning to her, kissing her cheek a couple of times. “Mmhmm. I’ll order us some food first, though. Where’s good round here?” 

A recommendation was made, and two choices from the menu ordered, the pair contentedly having a day of blowing off anything vaguely adult to lounge around and watch cartoons instead. Well, there were some adult pursuits undertaken. The integrity of the sofa springs were tested fully, Holly finding herself pounded into it vigorously later that morning.  

Their plans for the evening were low key, going to eat at the local Italian bistro just a ten-minute walk from the flat, being seated outside in the small, but very quaint patio area. It relieved her, when she ordered a glass of Chablis, he chose sparkling water instead of anything alcoholic, but not wanting to sound condescending by speaking her pride, made no mention of it. Her mind was set nicely at rest, though, after witnessing him the night before, and his admission that he had been drinking too much of late. 

Nathan, however, felt a little jittery. Going from topping himself up with just enough alcohol to function daily until he could drink once he was done at work, his body wasn’t happy about the lack of it. Neither was his brain either, the jittery feeling extending to his thoughts, all of which began to become encircled with paranoia.  

To his credit, he fought back hard, focusing on Holly and what she was telling him about ideas she had for future tattoos. Just as he’d predicted, the bug had bitten her.  

“Yeah, yeah,” he began with a nod, “it’ll go great there on your side, but just a warning. It’ll make your eyes water. Stings bad. Not ashamed to say I grumbled and bitched most of the way through. With Kelsey ripping it out of me for the duration.” 

“If I cry, please don’t laugh!”  

She was so sweet. “Nah, ‘course I won’t. I’ll stop and give you lots of kisses.” As was he, Holly smiling while retrieving her phone to show him a drawing she’d done months before that she had decided she wanted, or at least use as a guide for him to interpret if he felt he could do it better credit.  

It was while she was scrolling through her pictures that he noticed it, a couple of sets of eyes on him from two women at the table closest to theirs. One middle aged woman and one younger, likely mother and daughter. They looked away as soon as he noticed, whispering amongst themselves. They were probably thinking exactly the same as the dickhead from the pub the previous night; what was an utter beauty like Holly doing with a skinny, tattooed dirtbag like him.  

“Nath?”  

Pulling himself from his spiralling thoughts, he realised she’d probably been sitting there poised with her phone for a few moments before he’d finally noticed. “Sorry, let’s have a look.” Taking her phone, he studied the image, his artist’s eye immediately picking out the details. “Isn’t big enough. Needs more flowers to widen it and the stems lengthening. To do it justice, it should be at least about this by this big.” 

Her eyes widened at the proportions he held his hands out to, Nathan handing her phone back. “You’ll be fine. Do you want it outlined like you’ve drawn, or realism like I did on your leg and foot?”  

“Hmm, not sure,” she spoke, noticing his eyes dart over to another table, a crease forming between his brows as he began to drum his fingers upon the wrought iron table they sat at. “What do you think?” 

“I think it’s entirely up to you, what style you go for.” He could feel his heckles rising, only sated lightly by Holly placing her hand atop his and squeezing. “Sorry, I’m just getting sick of them two over there pissing staring at me.” 

Turning her head, she smiled at the women, looking back at him with a slightly perplexed smile. “Thirty-four years old and you still don’t get it, do you?” 

“Get what?” he frowned. 

Leaning across the table, she kissed him softly. “That you’re flippin’ gorgeous.” It didn’t seem to land at all. “Nathan, they keep looking at you because you’re hot. Trust me, I know the female gaze.”  

It should have been enough to smooth over his paranoia, and the rational side of him was screaming at him to just take the compliment, that she was right. The other voice within was louder, though. “Be back in a sec.” He did legitimately need to use the toilet, but once done there, he didn’t head back to the table straight away. 

“Double vodka please, mate.” He was furnished rapidly, Nathan knocking it back in one gulp. “And another.” Christ, that was better, his jitters immediately vanishing, the tightly wound feeling beginning to unclench within. “I’ll pay for them now, don’t put them on the bill.”  

Still, it didn’t quite stop him from feeling prickled enough to speak out as soon as he’d sat down again, noticing the women still staring.  

“Can I ask why you two keep looking at me?” he directed at them, his tone a little terse. 

The older woman immediately coloured up, covering her mouth with her hand. “I’m so sorry, my love. I’m embarrassed now!” she began, chuckling with discomfort. “My daughter and I were wondering if you’re a model. I mean, you’re tall, slim and very attractive, but I see I’ve offended you and I apologise. I shouldn't have been ogling at a man half my age, no matter how stunning he is!”  

He bit his lips between his teeth, closing his eyes for a second. Holly was right, and he’d just made himself look like a tightly wound arsehole. “No, I’m sorry for snapping. Erm, thanks for the compliment.”  

She nodded demurely. “You’re welcome, darling.”  

Looking across the table, he saw Holly desperately trying not to grin, rolling his eyes as he finally began to smile. “Alright, go on.” 

“Told you so!” she exclaimed. Yes, she had indeed.  

Folding his arms, he dropped his head, shoulders hunching. “Yeah, yeah. I’m such a twat. Suppose I don’t always see what other people do.” 

“Number one, you’re not a twat. Number two, I don’t know how, when you’re as attractive as you are. I get it, though. We all have our insecurities. I have it over my height, hence why I’m always in heels. And my bum.” 

His head shot up then. “What’s wrong with your arse?” 

“It’s big and I’ve got dimples on it! Bloody cellulite,” she muttered, sipping her wine. She couldn’t help but snort laughing into her glass at the look on his face. 

If she had dimples on it, he hadn’t noticed them. “Load of codshit, baby. Your arse is pukka, trust me.”  

Well, at least he thought so.  

Once they’d eaten, they strolled back to the flat arm in arm, scrolling through her Amazon Prime to find something to watch. Settling on The Blacklist, a couple of episodes were watched before bed, Holly having a full day ahead of her come the morning.  

She told him he could remain where he was while she was out, but Nathan rose with her at 7am, outside an hour later waiting for their respective Uber’s to arrive.  

“You know on Saturday, when you said something about being my girlfriend at some point?” he spoke out of nowhere, draping his arms around her shoulders. “What would you say about that point being now?” 

Her smile grew, moving her hands to stroke his chest. “I’d say yes, but there can’t be any other women if we become official. That’s my deal breaker.” 

“Nah, ain’t gonna be none of that.” He leaned to her, kissing her head while hugging her tightly. “I might be a bit of a knob, but I’m not a cheater once I commit to someone. I ain’t Dean. I’d never hurt you like that.” 

Of that, she was glad to hear, kissing him, drinking him in as her car pulled up. “See you on Friday. I’ll be over at seven, potter around the shop while you finish.” 

“’Kay, cutie. See you Friday.”  

He knew it was a promise he wouldn’t struggle to keep. The one he had to make to himself that lead to him sinking a mouthful of vodka as soon as he arrived home would be trickier, though. 

[envihellbender]

Haddie giving a statement directly to Jonathan Sims Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London about the Overlap and the Ravages. Maybe she plugs her podcast

Fandom: The Magnus Archives / Dead By Daylight

Characters: Jonathan Sims, Haddie Kaur

Content: Horror, fractures in time and space

Summary: A statement regarding Haddie Kaur’s experiences with the Overlap and the Ravage.

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[CLICK]

ARCHIVIST

I know it’s a bit dated but we find that these sorts of statements transfer better onto tape recorder.

HADDIE

Retro. Like it. Gives it a nice lo-fi feel I bet.

ARCHIVIST

I’m… yes, well, anyway-

HADDIE

I mean I get it, sometimes our equipment goes haywire when we’re getting close to an Overlap. Must be a similar deal. Maybe you guys are legit.

ARCHIVIST

Well, I wouldn’t go that far. Anyway, shall we begin.

HADDIE

Yeah, yeah, right. So, where do I start? Do I just jump in or…?

ARCHIVIST

I usually start with the name, date, and what the statement is regarding. Would you like some privacy or-

HADDIE

I reeeeally would prefer you stayed. When I talk about this things get hazy. I’m gonna need something to ground me.

ARCHIVIST

Okay, whatever you like.

HADDIE

I’m Haddie Kaur, this is a statement regarding my research into buildings that are prone to what I’ve come to know as the ‘Overlaps’ and specifically what I call ‘the Ravage.’ It’s the 21st of April 2019.

Probably makes more sense if I give a bit of background. When I was twelve my parents died in a car accident, I had a great childhood up until then, and afterwards I had a pretty loving adoptive family. Despite that, every single psychiatrist I was sent to said that I developed some trauma that resulted in my first experiences with the Overlaps. I believed that for a while too but I actually have video evidence that they are not simply in my head. I left them with the guy I spoke to. Heavy guy, soft spoken…

ARCHIVIST

Martin. Yes, thank you.

HADDIE

Anyway, I mean, the deaths definitely fucked me up. See this white bit in my hair? Not a personal choice. Happened the morning after. Extreme stress, they said. But like I said, this isn’t just that. I mean there are cases of similar things happening to those with extreme trauma but… Whatever, I’ll get to what the Overlaps actually are, yeah? So, I think the best way to explain it is to talk about what I’ve seen. I went to a haunted asylum in Quebec with my brother Jordan, and as soon as I got there I started to feel things. It’s actually what one of the recordings is, I feel the electric static first - sort of humming in my fingers - and then the fog starts appearing. It’s like… I see the Overlaps between worlds. I see rooms but one section will be as it is now - decayed, rotten, falling apart - another will be just as it was when it was brand new. Paint isn’t even chipped, doctors and patients are walking around. Then another was just… before it got taken down, the patients screaming, suffering - the doctors being assholes. It’s a lot. It’s pretty overwhelming. I can sort of see it here actually. When I was at reception I saw a room filled with computers, two girls and a guy just chatting and drinking coffee. And further down the hall, I saw this really really tall blond guy looking through files. Only reason I knew it was an Overlap was because the wall behind him was in slightly better condition. Little cleaner. Weird, right?

I know it sounds insane, I can see the skepticism all over your face and I’ve heard it all before. Just try and keep an open mind until you see the vids, yeah? Hey, even if you don’t, can’t say I didn’t try, right? Honestly, this stuff doesn’t quite bother me so much any more but it’s kinda… Difficult sometimes. No, the bit I really want to talk about is the Ravages. Because. I saw it again. I didn’t originally come here to make a statement, I was using the library in the institute upstairs and I saw it. Knew I had to come down and talk to you about it.

So sometimes during the Overlaps I see something a bit more… Empty than the others. I mean I don’t know but my hypothesis prior to doing the research is that it is what is underneath the Overlaps. It’s like you’re knitting a blanket and if you pick out some of the threads what pokes out is the table underneath. It feels to me like the Ravage, or Ravages I guess, are like the table. Normally, it’s like… It’s intense. It feels like the drain in which all human misery ends up creating a mosaic every crumb of suffering that we’ve ever experienced. It’s pretty fucking horrific. Seeing that. It’s like tears in reality showing me a deep, dark fog with screams and faces appearing and disappearing. It’s like the Overlaps I guess, but it’s repeated and crowded so it’s unclear, and it’s all miserable. The Overlaps could be anything.

Anyway, I saw that upstairs in the library. Except it looked… different. For one thing there weren’t faces, just eyes. Lots of fucking eyeballs not even in heads or sockets just there staring at me en masse. I tried walking up and down and they followed me around. I actually managed to reach in and look around, and I saw an older guy, a few spirals and doors, screaming, an old woman, and erm… Okay, so this is gonna seem like I’m fucking with you but I think I saw you there? I mean, or someone who looked like you. I’m not super invested in the idea it was just what I saw don’t look so freaked. Jesus. Anyway, and a lot of fucking spiders. So many spiders. Fucking weird. They were all taken by fog and these giant spider like tendrils. It was just… Sad. It was- it’s like the worst. And. Yeah. I guess that’s me done. Statement over. Haddie out, I guess.

ARCHIVIST

Thank you. That was… curious.

HADDIE

You don’t have to believe me, buddy, don’t look so freaked.

ARCHIVIST

Yes well, if I believe you or not isn’t really that relevant. We will investigate, take a look at the evidence you gave us and take a look. Erm, Ms Kaur, before you go. Does… does the name Jurgen Leitner mean anything to you?

HADDIE

You mean the book guy?

ARCHIVIST

Yes. Yes, do you- have you any experience-

HADDIE

Every now and then we find a book with the Jurgen Leitner thing in the cover, we thought they might be causing it. Then we met Gerry and he collects them and … Yeah. So we help him out and he does… I dunno. Whatever with them. That’s all I know. Guess you gotta find Gerry if you wanna know more?

ARCHIVIST

Yes. I suppose I will.

[CLICK]

ARCHIVIST

Statement ends.

Researching Ms Kaur’s statement was all made that much simpler by the sheer amount of evidence she left us. It seems she is quite educated and doesn’t make any claims without thorough investigation. An external hard drive filled with files - videos and photographs of the Overlaps and the Ravages make it difficult to argue with. As well as long list of addresses for every single place they have been seen. Personally I’m not particularly well versed with technology but I still think they could have been faked like most ghost videos are. Tim has a friend who’s rather experienced with this sort of thing and he says they’ll take a look. Hopefully that will be the end of it. Particularly as the only other witnesses to these events are her own brother, and the supposed event upstairs was witnessed by no one. We checked the CCTV and annoyingly the feed cut out the moment Ms Kaur entered the library. I’m sure that is a coincidence however, this building is falling apart.

But there’s one thing I can’t quite get my head around. Well, alongside the fact Ms Kaur seems like an intelligent, together woman. It seems Ms Kaur knows Gerard Keay. And her experiences with Leitners may explain a great deal. She seems so… calm about the whole thing. It’s eerily different to my experience with those who’ve been effected by Leitners. Well, we’ll see what our evidence brings us, won’t we?

Recording ends.

[CLICK]

[dustyp3arls]

Obamitsu

Collage au ⋆˚✿˖°⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

Part 2 The Party

Tw: Cursing Jealousy edging ..⚠️ smut!!⚠️ Authors note: some characters are blasian and obanai does not have his scar hes just insecure of his face!!

Third person pov

It was Saturday, the day of the party Obanai was picking out an outfit while sanemi went to go pick genya up. For some reason Genya and his little group of friends where coming to, one of them even being 14. He felt a vibration go off on his phone it was rengoku. “Hello obanai tengan ask if you would be able to bring some bear!!” Obanai answered sure as he grabbed an outfit. Rengoku was like a brother to him, he would do anything for him because he helped him out so long ago. Obanai put on a black and white jersey and baggy black jeans. He put his hair up into a lil ponytail and put his mask on. Sanemi came back with 6 kids including Genya. A boy with earrings, a boy with a girlish face, a boy with long black hair and blue tips a blondie and a girl with brown hair that had orange hint at the tips. “Sanemi came in wearing a green sweatshirt and jean shorts with gold jewelry. “Obanai say hi to the kids!!” Sanemi shouted from down stairs as Obanai hops down the steps hands in pockets. “Hey im Obanai”All of the kids took turns introducing themselves as Obanai plopped himself down on the couch. “When we leavin??” he said lookin at sanemi “Shi.. ion even know hol on lemme text uzui” Sanemi said opening up his phone. A few seconds later he opened his mouth to speak again. “We gotta go rn” Obanai nods and grabs two packs of bear as everyone heads out and gets i to Sanemis car.

Arrival

Once Obanai sanemi and the kids arrived Obanai could only think if mitsuri was gonna be there and what would she be wearing. It made him go red thinking of outfits she could be wearing. Sanemi rings uzuis doorbell as rengoku answers the door. “Ah Obi And Sanemi glad you could make it!! Did you bring the bear?!!” God he was so loud but you just had to get used to it. Obanai lifted up the bear in his hand and gave a smile from under his mask. “Come in!!” Rengoku shouted, the kids rushed into the door running straight to Shinobus little sisters Kanao and Aoi. Sanemi smiled like some happy father it was probably the thought of Genya having such good friends. He was proud of his brother. The other 2 walked in. As Obanai entered he sat the bear on the kitchen counter where Suma and Makio where legit shaking ass . He laughed and screamed over the loud bumping music “Hey Girls!” “Hey Iguro!!” suma shoats back but makio couldn’t hear still partying. Obanai walked over to a corner and stood. He already got a little drink so he pulled down his mask a bit and started drinking. A fee minutes has passed and he gets a text from Uzui. It was a group chat with Sanemi, Rengoku, Giyu, Gyomei, Shinobu, Himself and.. Mitsuri.

“Meet at the 3rd bedroom near the 2 living room” The texted stated. Obanai followed and had entered the room. He was the last one to get there all eyes on him. His eyes glowed as he seen mitsuris outfit. A light pink dress with white frills at the bottom a cutout shaped as a heart right where her tities where and white stalkings. He hair was half up half down with two ponytails on each side and the rest down. He looked away quickly and sat with everyone else. They where all sat in a circle like they where summoning some type of ghost. “Looks likes everyones here now lets get to business!” Tengan smirked. Everyone was confused but rengoku who was smoking. Rengoku let out a puff of smoke and he grinned ear to ear “Where playing Truth or dare!” Rengokus words had everyone captivated. “Bet” sanemi said. “Im in” Tomioka said softly. Everyone agreed an the game began. It started off with soft cute dares but as everyone got higher and drunker they got more.. intense. Shinobu laughed… “hmm ok truth or dare mitsuri” Mitsuri thought for a second before screaming “Dare!” Shinobu grinned “i dare you to say your type and whoever fits your type the most you have to kiss them” Mitsuri blushed but finally spoke “i like guys with black hair that are pretty quiet. Obanais blood boiled. She was clearly talking about Tomioka how could he be so dumb. They hang out so much ofcourse she would. All those thoughts stopped as soon as he felt his mask being pulled down and mitsuris lips on his. He fell into the his holding her up as they began to make out. “Ooo oh wow..” Gyomei said covering his mouth. “Motha fucka aint you blind?” Sanemi spoke turned towards him. “I can hear it..” Gyomei says “makes sense” Shinobu rolled her eyes “ok we get it yall can stop.!!” Mitsuri broke the kiss. She was hot pink. And whispered into obanais ear “meet me later on the second floor bedroom” Obanai nodded harshly as the game continued. Tengan announced “for the last dare everyone shall say what their sexuality is!!” Gyomei starts first “I don’t care they just have to be caring..” Everyone looked at him with a bored expression but what could they expect from a guy like him. Sanemis turn and he said “Straight. But I could fuck a guy” *he said with a grin. It was Tengans turn “bi obviously but im more into bitches” Rengoku went “pansexual!!” Then obanai “straight.” He left it there he doesn’t like guys. It was giyus turn “uhm im on the aroace spectrum but I mostly lean into guys” Shinobus turn “im lesbian!” Then mitsuris. “Pansexual!!” After the game was done everyone left back to the party room but not mitsuri she ran right to the second floor. Obanai grabbed a bears and chugged it before heading to the bedroom. When he finally entered he was pushed onto the bed his mask basically almost being ripped off. Mitsuri lips interlocked with obanais like she was some hungry animal needing to be fed. As the kiss when on soft whimpers came from mitsuris mouth as obanai took over. He started to pull down his pants leaving him in his boxers. He mumbled into mitsuris lips sending shocks down her body. “Can i keep going??” She shook her head yes. Obanai broke the kiss, staring to peck all the way down until he was right before mitsuris panties. He lifted up her dress to reaveal her soaked panties. She was soaking wet. “Dont tell me you’ve been like this the whole time” obanai spoke with a playful tease. Mitsuri went pink and looked away. Obanai removed the fabric covering mitsuris pretty pussy and threw it to the side. He took his lanky fingers and started to tease her moving circles around her clit before pushing his finger in making her gasp. He added another and started to push it in and out of her faster and faster with each thrust. Her juices pouring all over obanais fingers and her moans filling the room just got obanai harder. “O-obi im gonna cum” mitsuri whimpers. Obanai laughs he could tell by the way she was squeezing around his fingers. He pulled his fingers out making mitsuri whine from the sudden lack of friction. Obanai removed his boxers.

His hard cock springing out his boxers dripping with precum. So that’s where his height went mitsuri thought before she felt his tip near her folds. “Let me know if im hurting you ok..? mitsuri nods but before she could say anything else obanai had started slowly entering her. Making her moan loudly her wall stretching to mold into the shape obanais cock. Obanai was only half way in and mitsuri was already a mess. Obanai couldn’t do it anymore he needed her tight pussy surrounding him fully already. He entered her fully making mitsuri gasp. He began to thrust hard and fast making her moan and scream. He kept going his balls smacking her ass. He put her legs ontop of his shoulders as he went deeper and faster. Mitsuris moans filled the room as the squelching of her cunt and the slaps of both there skin echoes. Her eyes roll to the back of her head as she gripped the sheets trying to move her hips to obanais rapid pace. Obanai could probably cum from just seeing her like this flushed face titties bouncing with each thrust. Her tight pussy clenching around his large cock. “I-im gonna!!” Too late mitsuri had came all over obanais cock squeezing his cock so much he came inside of her. She could feel his cum swishing inside her. Obanai laughed as he pushed down mitsuris stomach to feel his buldge. “So thats where im at” he giggled and pulled out cum dripping out of mitsuri . Obanai licked it up a sweat and savory mix. Obanai pulled mitsuris dress down and got wipes from a nearby bathroom wiping him and her off. Mitsuri couldn’t think just blank minded. She drifted off to sleep as obanai pushed the hair that was sticking to her forehead.

[bluberimufim]

Cool and spooky-ish Portuguese legends and mythological creatures because it's nearly Halloween!!

I've been wanting to do this for a while now, because I've felt disconnected from Portuguese culture lately and I'm trying to get into it. So I wanted to share some cool things I found because Portuguese folklore is something no one talks about and I love to share my culture with people! Please be warned that the translations may sound kinda awkward and that this is almost 100% from Wikipedia since Portuguese mythological creatures are a super obscure topic, and the only other big resource I could find was a super expensive book. That being said, the Wikipedia sounds pretty legit because it sounds like it was written by an old person.

Now let's get into some of my favourites!

Werewolf

This is a basic one but I still find it pretty funny. When I visited Cova do Lobisomem (trans.: Werewolf Cave), I learnt that the legend there is that, if you have twelve kids, the eldest son (in the story it was a son, but I don't know what happens if your eldest is a girl) becomes a werewolf and has to go live out in the wilderness. Another closely related legend mentions they have to serve some kind of penitence, but I found nothing on it.

Peeira (or "werewolf fairy")

Known as the "female version of the werewolf" and is able to control wolf packs. Her power seems to be guiding these wolf packs by being a reasonable and more human-like figure in the group, and is described as "lovely and wild" (omg that sounds sooo pretty). Information contradicts in this bit, also saying that she either has feelings for the werewolves or that she lures men into the woods to feed them to her ghost-wolves. A girl becomes a Peeira by being a couple's seventh oldest daughter, or by being called upon by her "predestined/soulmate werewolf".

Bisarma

Ghost of colossal size that can stand over valleys with one foot on each mountain, and sing monotonous tunes in "huge voices" (idk how else to translate it). This mythological creature also shows up in parts of Spain.

Jã

Weaving spirits. If you leave out a bunch of linen and a cake, they'll make you a linen cloth as fine as a hair, but if you forget to leave out the cake, they'll burn the linen. Apparently, people used to claim their ancestors had sheets made by the Jãs.

Zorra Berradeira (trans.: "Screaming Fox")

Shows up in Algarve every 7 years and, when it's not there, it's theorized that it visits other countries. It's a fox spirit that screams all the time but can be heard better at midnight or midday and, if you mock it, it will chase you down until your death.

Velha da Égua Branca (trans.: Old Lady on the White Mare)

Appears in Algarve on full moon nights and makes a lot of noise in the fields with pots and pans. She rides a white mare, wears a white cap with red ribbons that look like lightning, and holds a knife in her left hand. She's been called a "personification of the night".

Homem do Chapéu de Ferro (trans.: Man in the Iron Hat)

Another spirit from Algarve, but evil. He appears at midnight on the sides of roads and fountains, or under olive or fig trees. He's always accompanied by an animal, which is the Devil in disguise: either a black pig, a huge black rooster, or a deer with antlers as tall as a church tower. He has a gigantic frame, is "bronze-coloured" (whatever that means) and wears an iron hat. He'll run away when he sees the Old Lady on the White Mare (oooooh Algarvian connected universe).

Hey, people who live in Algarve, blink twice if you need help with all the supernatural shit because this seems disproportionately hardcore

Okay, this next one is gonna be longer because it's a whole legend with a plot, but I still want to tell it because it's kinda spooky and I love it!!

The Golden Lamprey

On full moon nights, on the banks of the Minho River (northern border with Spain), you can see a very beautiful Moorish girl with golden hair caressing a giant golden lamprey. The girl spends the night combing her hair with a golden comb or singing a sad melody, and the lamprey swims close to her.

According to legend, the lamprey had once been a Portuguese knight, and the girl had been engaged to another man. The two had been sentenced to death for their forbidden romance and had both been cursed - he turned into a fish and she can only gain physical form under the full moon.

There were men who set out in boats to search for the girl, either to seduce her or to steal her fine silk dress, but none ever found her.

Until one night, a young man disappeared after being heard in the tavern, clearly drunk, declaring that he was going to search for the golden-haired Moorish girl. His plan was to make her fall in love with him, sell her comb, and then open an inn where he'd let curious travellers take a look at this supernatural river girl in exchange for large sums of money.

The next day, the lantern he'd set out with was found on some rocks near the river by a few fishers, and his body was found in the water, a bit further ahead. On his neck, there were the marks of small, sharp teeth, similar to the shape of a lamprey's mouth. But what startled the fishers more was the satisfied look on the young man's face. (not posting a pic of a lamprey's mouth bc it feels like it would warrant some kind of content warning but pls do look it up if you're curious, it's horrifying)

There was also another legend of another cursed Moorish girl but on a rock this time that I remembered reading in school, but I genuinely cannot find it. If you know anything about a story named "A Moura do Penedo" (not the cursed snake princess one) pls hit me up, I remember loving that one as a kid. "Cursed Moorish girl" is such a common trope in Portuguese legends that it's almost unsearchable.

And if you want to add anything or correct any of the information I presented, please feel free! This is very much "baby's first dive into Portuguese folklore"

That being said, I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did! There are other less-spooky legends I'd love to share, if you're interested! Happy Halloween/other coinciding spooky holiday!

[soupedepates]

TW domestic violence, alcoholism, abuse

It's yet another afternoon at our flat. We the five kids are home, Efrem's just got back from his weekly 4-hour detention. I almost got it by error, we're Irish twins and well, the Lupsowiec, myself included, aren't the most well-behaved kids. And we kinda look alike. Except he is a head taller than me.

Mum doesn't even greet him, she just goes back to the kitchen with Aleksy sucking on her chest.

Well, legit. 'cause Lech has brought dad back home two hours ago and the combo Lech-drunk dad-Efrem is deadly.

"What the fuck were you thinking? You wanna grow into a delinquent?"

Annnnd here we go. Daniel pauses his game to listen what is going on. Efrem throws his backpack on the floor, and gives dad the finger. Lech isn't here to see it, for now. He is finishing his homework. Dad squishes the can in his hand, and suddenly raises from the armchair. Dad staggers toward Efrem. Daniel looks at me, waiting for me to say a thing. Ohhh no, Dan, I won't interfere.

"This is how you treat your father, you little cunt?"

"And you call yourself a father?"

And it begins. It's like, routine by now. Dad grabs Efrem by the collar and pins him against the wall. Dad is tall. Strong. Stout. But Efrem too is tall and strong. He used to be wary of that, because when we were ten it was scary as hell. Now, he doesn't even flinch.

"What, you're gonna choke me like you do when mum gets outside of the kitchen?" he mocks.

He gets slapped. Just hard enough for it to bruise.

"Stop playing the smartass! You're the worst in this household of fucking idiots! At least your brothers all have the intelligence of laying low! Fuck", he shouts before freeing my brother from his hand. "You think you're setting a good example?"

"Dad, stop, Efrem has already..."

"Shut up, the little shit!", he growls at me.

I shouldn't have spoken.

'cause now Efrem is loading his punch. Right in the nose it goes.

"YOU BETTER NOT TALK LIKE THAT TO JON!"

Oh fuck. Now Lech is moving. Welp. I jump from my chair and step in between the two of them before my oldest brother intervenes.

"Stop fighting!" I yell. "The neighbours will call the cops again and CPS will separate us, Efrem! Stop!"

This usually is enough for my brother to instantly go livid. So I can make sure dad is sat again when Lech barges in and pulls Efrem in our room by the hair.

"I'm so sorry dad for Efrem", I say before bringing him the vodka bottle. "He is kinda tired. You know?"

"Can't wait for him to turn eighteen. Or anything, really. Just to get him out of here. Your mother agrees with me", he answers between two long sips. "Just a good-for-nothing. A bad seed."

"Yes, yes, yes, we know..." I don't like that, but better indulge in his ranting. Daniel resumes his game. We just hear shouting and cries from the other room. "Let Lech handle it, okay?"

Dad doesn't answer.

"I can turn on the TV if you want."

"Yes, Jonatan, do it."

He starts to slur on his words. Yeah. Better. I stay by his side until he falls asleep. When the door of our room opens, after Lech shouted insanities in Polish, Efrem goes out. He just leaves our flat, without saying anything. I go after him, immediately.

"Why you following me?"

"Makin' sure you don't get in any more trouble."

"You too believe I am a delinquent and a bad person, huh", he says in a destroyed voice. "They're right, I guess, y'all are right, I..."

"Efrem, I... you know I don't! Aw, come on... You, of all of us, you who are so tough and all, you won't let this get to you, right? You're great, you're like, the only reason dad doesn't strike me or Dan."

"I'm... No, you know what, I don't care."

He cares. He really does care. But that's fine. We'll grab sodas and just chill at the city park. It'll be good. Perhaps he will forget everything about tonight.

[yellowsugarwords]

Hello! So sorry for sending in another but could I please request a Ericson group x reader where reader had an ex bf or gf arrive at the school, their ex tried to get close to them again ad how the ericson gang reacts to that?! Thank you! <3

OOOOO BOY let’s do this omg omg omg I love these types of requests. I legit get little butterflies being able to write them they’re so FUN

Marlon: Marlon instantly didn’t like the stranger. Not only were they an ex, which already made Marlon hesitant to allow them inside, but they weren’t pulling their weight. They seemed too hard to be stuck to the hip of Y/N. But the second Marlon actually witnessed something? Marlon cracked his knuckles, spotting the scene of the ex looming over Y/N, and started over. He could see they were trying to convince Y/N of something, as if pleading with them. As Y/N started away, their ex snagged their arm, stopping them. Marlon picked up his speed, grabbed the back of their shirt, and ripped them back. “I suggest you never do that to them again.” Just as the ex started to protest, Marlon glared, sliding Y/N behind him. “Since we’re the ones housing and feeding you, I suggest you check the shitty attitude.” Scoffing, blood boiling, he turned, bringing Y/N away from the scene. “Thank you,” they whispered faintly. Marlon only nodded, too lost in rage to think straight.

Louis: Louis furrowed his brow seeing a commotion occurring near the front gates. Y/N was working the graveyard shift, keeping watch for any signs of life outside of the gate. That meant that their ex - a new recruit at Ericson - knew exactly where they’d be. “Stop it,” Y/N hissed. It came across like a scold, but was spat through a whisper. His gut churned. Something was wrong. He started down the front steps, making his way right to the gate. He could see the ex reach out for Y/N, Y/N swatting their hand out of the way, and their ex gripping their arm and tugging them closer to their face. “Hey,” Louis scolded. Loud enough to grab their attention, but not loud enough to stir up anything from outside the gate. Louis clamped down on the arm gripping Y/N. The moment the ex looked go, Louis tossed it to the side and stepped between them. “Don’t touch them like that.” “Dude, you don’t get--” “I don’t need to get anything.” Y/N seldom saw Louis mad. Cautiously, they placed a gentle hand on his back. “Don’t bother following us.” Louis turned, wrapping his arm around Y/N and escorting them inside. “Stay with me in the library for a while to be sure he’s done, okay?” Y/N nodded, beyond thankful for his tenderness.

Violet: Violet furrowed her brow at the sight before her. She had already been sceptical of Y/N’s ex from the first moment she saw them, but now? Now she was positive there was something off with them. She tossed herself to her feet, wandering closer to where the two were having a passionate debate, with Y/N’s hands waving in passion. “Can’t you just--” Their ex began, hands knotted in their aggravated hair. “Shut the fuck up and listen once in a while?” Yep. That was all that Violet needed to hear. “Hey!” If there was one thing that Violet knew how to do, it was to get someone’s urgent attention. The moment Y/N turned around, Violet was right up in their face. “Gonna walk that statement back?” Their ex raised a brow, as if confused by the request. “Look, asshole.” She began, getting even closer. “If you’re going to stay within our gates, you follow our rules. And rule number one is that you don’t talk to Y/N.” Their ex scoffed at first but Violet crossed her arms. “Not even in that way. Don’t talk to them. Ever. At all.” Their ex could see Violet was dead serious. Shoving the ex by their shoulder, Violet reached forward and took Y/N’s hand, tugging them away. “Come on, leave this jerk to themselves.” Out of earshot, Y/N squeezed her hand and sighed. “Thank you.” “Please,” Violet scoffed. “I was waiting for a reason to kick their ass.” The two chuckled.

Mitch: Mitch didn’t take kindly to bullshit, and he could smell it a mile-away. He had to be good at it in this world, especially when he was attempting to raise someone like Willy. So, spotting Y/N and their ex wandering around behind the school automatically triggered alarm bells. So, without much thought, he followed. By the time he rounded the corner, witnessing Y/N’s ex all up in their face, Mitch scoffed. “Okay asshole, calm down.” Mitch drew closer, wedding himself with casual ease between the two of them. He jetted his shoulder toward the ewx’s chest, showcasing how little he cared for them. “I will happily kick you out of here if you keep treating them like that.” Y/N’s ex went to open their mouth, but Mitch scoffed their chest, sending them back a few steps. “It’s not up for debate.” He said, suddenly growing more serious. Without breaking eye contact with the ex, he wrapped an arm around Y/N and pulled them closer. “I don’t want to see you talking to Y/N like that again.” Without another word, he guided them away. “You okay?” he asked under his breath, ensuring the ex couldn’t hear. Y/N only nodded, amazed at how swiftly and easily he had taken control of the situation.

Aasim: Aasim hated confrontation, and in this world it was hard to miss, but within the walls of Ericson? He desperately attempted to avoid it. They were all confined, and one wrong fight could start a civil war. Or, so he thought. “I can do this by myself.” He could year Y/N scoff. He was sitting in the library, attempting to read, when he could hear bickering coming from the kitchen area. “Let me help.” “No. Just leave me alone.” Slowly, Aasim stood. His chest tightened as he drew closer. He could tell that it was Y/N’s ex, a new addition to their group, who had already been making Aasim second guess the decision to let them in. “Why don’t you ever want me around?” “Guess.” Y/N spat back. Finally, Aasim rounded the corner and stood in the doorway, questioningly staring at the two of them. “What’s going on?” Aasim asked. He could see Y/N’s ex looming over them as they were attempting to take inventory. Aasim furrowed his brows. “I don’t even need to know.” As confidently as he could muster, he started forward, gently took Y/N’s hand and guided them away, not wanting to tug at them. “Come on, we can do inventory tomorrow.” He said softly, tossing a look over his shoulder before escorting Y/N to the library. Y/N’s grip remained firm on Aasim’s hand, as if not wanting to ever let go. Aasim didn’t mind.

Ruby: Ruby could hear a commotion coming from behind her. She had been helping Omar cook dinner on the fire when she turned, spotting Y/N scolding one another from the other side of the courtyard. “That doesn’t look good,” Omar said softly. Ruby didn’t think twice and started over. “Hey,” Ruby started softly, silencing Y/N’s ex in the middle of their tirade. “Everything okay?” She raised a brow, specifically sceptical of the ex - their newest addition - who hadn’t yet earned Ruby’s trust. “Yes,” the ex answered quickly. “No.” Y/N forced. “I’m not getting back together with you.” Ruby’s eyes widened realising what their row was about. “And you're fighting Y/N on this?” Y/N’s ex turned to Ruby, eyes filled with rage, but Ruby didn’t back down. Her mama bear instincts always kicked in when needed. “They gave you their answer.” She scoffed, getting closer. Clearly, the ex hadn’t been expecting her lack of fear. “I suggest you listen. Otherwise, we’ll be happy to toss you back out there again.” Ruby grabbred Y/N’s hand, guiding them away. “Come, you can help me with dinner.” She said softly. Y/N squeezed Ruby’s hand, sweetly wrapping her arms around Ruby’s. “Thank you so much for coming.” Ruby shook her head, her mind racing with rage. “Anytime, hun.” Was all she could say.

Omar: Omar frowned when he noticed Y/N and their ex emerging from the school together. As far as Omar had remembered, Y/N had specifically told them to not approach. To stay ‘As far as possible.’ Omar watched as Y/N started toward the greenhouse, their ex trotting after them, saying words Omar couldn’t make out. He decided to follow. By the time he got within ear shot, he could feel his stomach turn. “You never want to hear me out.” “Because I don’t want to talk to you and I’ve told you that.” Omar finally emerged, having heard enough. “Hey,” he started softly, waiting until the ex’s attention was on him. “You heard them. Ease off.” The ex scoffed, stuffing their hands into their pockets passively. “Come on, dude.” “They said they want to be left alone.” Omar said, drawing closer. “So listen. We chose to let you stay. Don’t make us change our minds.” His voice was quiet and calm, but stern. It was strict in Omar’s own unique way. He held a hand out to Y/N who eagerly took it, allowing Omar to lead them away. They shakily sighed and Omar wrapped an arm around their shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze. “You’re okay,” he assured softly. “We’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

Brody: Brody jumped hearing commotion from the other end of the courtyard. She was on watch duty at the front gate, and turned hearing what seemed like bickering. Turning, she spotted Y/N and their ex, standing on the Ericson front steps, arms flailing as they argued. Since it was getting later, and since the night-shift had only just begun, it was quiet outside. She could hear relatively well what they were talking about. “You shouldn’t have come here.” “Then why did you let me in?” “You were going to die out there.” “If you hate me so much, why does that matter?” “Ugh! You’re infuriating.” “Hey,” Brody finally called, snagging both of their attention. “Y/N, I need your help with something.” She fumbled over what a good lie could be. Finally, she gestured to the bow in her hands. “One of my arrows is jammed.” It was the best thing she could think of. Shooting their ex one last dirty look, Y/N started over. Attempting to seem genuine, Brody offered her bow to Y/N. “It’s fine, I just wanted to get you out of there.” Y/N smiled, accepting the bow and pretending to fiddle with it. “Let me know when they leave.” Y/N was beyond thankful for the stealthy approach Brody chose to take.

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 💌☕️♡

[tae-rhymeswithslay]

All numbers that when squared are over 20 😈

omg so like all of em 💀💀

5. 2/26/07 yep 07 babyyy 💪💪

6. my gf🙌 love her so much!

7. all the dudes on my taekwondo team legit would not have survived high school without them

8. my girlll!!!!

9. yessssss!!!!!

10. already amswered this one but i love this korean sausage called soondae

11. “get up loser im gonna do ur hair” to my sister

12. 💯

13. black-brown (asian 👊😔)

14. caffeineee

15. ooo literally changes all the time but rn i really like “Death By Rock And Roll” by The Pretty Reckless but i also LOVE “Yummy” by Ayesha Erotica especially the righteous remix (Ayesha my QUEEN!!)

16. literally all reptiles! (but i an partial to turtles for obvious reasons) also alligators- ik theyre reptiles, i just love em enough for a special mention.

17. GREEN!!!! 💚💚💚

18. Size 5

19. nah, my sister has a recording of me singing california gurls and i think that enough ammunition for her 💀💀

20. go back in time to strangle some sense into my freshman self (i was an idiot)

21. every time ive ridden a roller coaster

22. USA USA USA RAGHHHH WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETER 🔥🔥🔥🔥🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🦅

23. a sister. not up for adoption unfortunately . i had a hamster in 7th grade but its gone now RIP fly high ripred 🕊️

24. maybe? its a little early for that lmao

25. SCIENCE 🧪 🧫 🧬

26. this awful awful dude. omg i have so many stories about this dickwad💀 he was a shit hickey player, like i think they legit kicked him off the team. he was a shoplifter and hes banned from our local mall bc security recognizes him by face. He had this insufferable superiority complex bc he was like, into philosophy? whatever. hes gone now

27. alot 💀 uhhh where do i start- im short as shit thats for sure. my voice is unnaturally high pitched, so much so that i get confused for a woman over the phone literally all the time- sometimes in person too 💀💀

28. prefer not to answer

29. MYYYYY GIRLFRIENDDDDD ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️and all my friends and my sister and my cousin (platonically ofc). my cousin is like the only person in my extended family that i actually enjoy being around

30. my gf 👊😔 (im literally seeing her in like 20 minutes lmao)

31. pink 💀 i lost a bet u guys- but its like growing out pretty nice

32. TAKEN ❤️🥰🤝🥰❤️❤️❤️🤝🤝🥰🥰

33. YUMMY RIGHTEOUS REMIXXXX

34. monotony

35. ehhh kinda? its a nice though to think my loved ones are still watching over me even though theyre gone, but at the same time im a man of science

36. getting misgendered or mistaken for a transmasc dude (omfg like im cis this shouldn’t be freaking happening)

37. House. JK YALL KNOW ITS 2012 TMNT 🔥🔥🔥

38. MUTANTTTT MAYHEMMMMMM but also deadpool and wolverine

39. 1984

40. same question twice? i also like skinny cut fries👊

41. digital artists. yall. what the freak. u guys are just absolutely insane with ur talent.

42. PICIES 🐟🐟🐟(according to my gf. i actually do not know)

43. Tae-hyun (no not like the bts guy… sighhhhh, yes like the TXT guy)

44. smoking lol- kicked it a while ago tho

45. 1 and thats 1 too many imo

46. not gonna share that here lol- starts with a V

47. taekwondo, jiujitsu, figure skating, skateboarding

48. umm i can lick my elbow 💪

49. oh jeez ummmm i made a super explicit sex joke and then turned around and my english teacher was just. right there.

50. im tryna get into college for biochemistry and i want to eventually go into research pharma

jeezus beezus dorky omg 💀💀

@dorky-pals

[the-fiction-witch]

Emergency

Media House of Anubis

Character Jerome Clarke

Couple Jerome X Reader

Rating ADORABLE AF!

Writers notes: Hey little bats! I am on a bit of a nostalgia kick at the moment, and I watched this show when it first came out and it was... like legit my childhood. Now I'm rewatching is with friends for nostalgia so.... Yes. I'm gonna be making some jerome fic's along the way, much like the lancel fics I don't imagine these being that popular but really... I'm just doing this for funzies so if you like them I'll do more, if you don't... well... I'm sure I'll have some other stuff coming soon too.

I stood in the main lobby of Anubis house, the wood-lined walls around me, the black and red stone floor below me, and the chandelier hung from high enough it wouldn't be hit when people came down the stairs. I leant against the bannister for the stairs, my black shoes a little dirty from the rain yesterday, my grey trousers pulled up high with my hands in my pockets, my crisp white button down, my red and gold tie done up tight, my grey button down jumper buttoned up completely both my shirt and jumpers sleeves rolled up to my elbows, My green and leather messenger bag over my chest the body of my bag on my hip with my blazer hung over it.

Everyone else had gone on the way to class already, I would have gone with Alfie but he was snuggled with Amber on the walk so I'd only be a third wheel, and... I know she would be walking alone too or as a third wheel too so I always wait for her.

Well, I have other reasons for wanting to walk with her but... I did my best not to think about it knowing it would make me blush,

"You should be gone by now Mr Clarke," Victor glared as he walked down from his office,

"I'm waiting for y/n." I told him,

"Umm... well make sure you both get gone." He said as he headed elsewhere in the house,

I sighed and checked my multistrand watch, we would be late if we didn't hurry, I crossed my arms over my chest I tapped my foot impatiently, I heard the footsteps and the corner of my eyes caught the flash of red and grey. "There you are, come along little sloth girl," I laughed as I turned on my heels to look up the stairs to see her but I was taken back immediately,

Y/n shuffled and trudged down the wooden stairs, in her little black plimsolls, her grey knee-high socks at mismatched heights, her black tights, her little grey pleated skirt, her white button down not fully tucked into her skirt, her tie loose, her blazer around her, her bag over her shoulder, and her hair messy even if she did still have her spare tie as a bow in her hair, she had no makeup, her skin pale, dark rings around her eyes, her lips pale, I could tell just from looking at her she was struggling with pain, and even just at catching her breath, "Yeah... Sorry Jerome." Her voice weak and breathy, she was barely even able to get her words out.

"Christ Y/n, You're looking utterly ghostly," I chuckled trying to lighten the mood but I frowned, "Are you alright?"

"I... I may... I may be dying,"

"You're not joking with me are you?" I asked immediately concerned, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, my head hurts my stomach hurts, I can't breathe very well, and I've been throwing up all night"

"All night!"

"Mhm," She nodded as she reached the bottom of the stairs our height difference was now obvious, as her forehead was now lined with my chin,

"Are you even able to walk?"

"Not well no..." she answered, "But I'll be okay we have that biology test today,"

"Biology tes- Y/n. Look at yourself, for Christ's sake. you're white as a ghost! I'm not going to just stand here and let you faint right in front of me,"

"I'll be okay once I get some fresh air and some structure I'll be fine"

"You need to go see the nurse."

"I don't want to be a bother..."

"You're not a bother when you're actually sick. Alfile is a bother to the nurse when he does his phoney nosebleed, Amber is a bother to the nurse when she goes in becuase she chipped her acrylics, and you y/n are actually sick."

"I'll be okay," she nodded as she tried to walk to the door but could barely walk let alone keep herself up, "I just need to get to class."

"Are you crazy? the nurse's office, now." I told her, I tried to tug her arm but that knocked her balance and sent her tumbling to the floor, I immediately froze up, stopping dead, guilt overflowing that I'd hurt her. I immediately went to my knees and looked over her "shit, Shit. Are you- are you okay!" I asked trying not to freak out!

"...Oouch..." She whined,

I sighed and checked her forehead with the back of my hand and she was beyond burning up her body shivered even if my own hand on her was shaking, "I know... you said you're dying... but I'm serious. do you feel like you're going to die?"

"I feel like I may pass out,"

"Right now or when you move?"

"When I exist."

"You're going to the nurse," I told her as I got to my feet and very carefully helped her up even if she tumbled a few times but I did my best to catch her,

"Jerome I'm-"

"You are going. I'm gonna drag you to the nurse if I have to. I am not leaving you here to die. Now... there is no way you can walk all the way there and I am concerned about leaving you alone when I fetch the nurse... So, what do we do?"

She looked down accepting I wasn't going to let her get away with his so she wrapped her arms lazily around my neck, "Carry me."

"... You uhh... You sure you want me... to do that?" I asked looking down at the top of her little head unable to hold back a smile at the thought of carrying her in my arms like her knight in shining armour,

She nodded barely able to do much more then move her head and even that was making her dizzy, I was hesitant for a moment but I picked her up as gently as I could one arm under her knees and the other around her back, her arms kept around my neck and shoulders,

"You hold on tight y/n." I told her and she nodded, "I'll take it nice and slow." I told her carefully I headed out of the dorm keeping her as steady as I could over the gravel and dirt. I couldn't help looking down at her unable to hide my worry, I kept a sturdy grip. For a moment just the image of having her laid in my arms with her head now resting against my chest was enough to make my heart skip, for a little while I just stared at her unable to hold back a smile, she was barely conscious her eyes barely open for longer then a few seconds at most, even if she's sick... she still looks adorable. She grumbled a little readjusting her face against my jumper, I shook my head and looked away trying not to smile. as it just kinda occurred to me that happily smiling while carrying a deathly ill girl in my arms may look... a bit serial killerish.

As soon as we got to school I rushed her to the nurse's office they merely needed one look at her before getting her set up on a bed, I told her everything Y/n told me about how she was feeling, how she had been acting, even if having to explain it all in words just made me even more worried vocalizing the extend of the situation my voice getting shaky as I spoke,

"Ohh My, alright, You get yourself to Class Mr Clarke, We'll make sure Miss Y/l/n gets what she needs," The nurse said clearly eager to get rid of me,

I know why but at the same time as I looked at her in that bed with the second nurse desperately looking over her with panic in the nurse's eyes, I knew... I can't do it and my emotion ran over. "Wait. No. I'm not leaving her here on her own."

"we will ensure she gets what she needs,"

"You sure she's going to be alright? can't I just stay please just let me stay with her to make sure she's okay."

"Head to class Mr Clarke, we don't have room for visitors I'm afraid, I'm sure you'll hear from her as soon as she's feeling better,"

"Are you really just going to make me leave? I'm the only one who knows about her symptoms and she's borderline comatosed, and she's in an awful state."

"Mr Clarke Please." She said,

"I need to stay with her," I begged,

"I know you're worried about her but you're going to just be in the way of things,"

"Can't you just let me stick around the hallway, Just so I'm close by but not in the way of things." I pleaded, "Please." I asked on the nerve of tears at the mere idea of leaving her alone.

"Mr Clarke. Go to class before I call Mr Sweet." The Nurse warned,

I gulped, I know that's not an ideal threat, and Mr Sweet already has it out for me, "Fine." I groaned, "But Can you please keep me updated? I can pop by after each class until she's okay."

"we'll see what we can do,"

I nodded and went to leave but I couldn't just leave, I looked back to the nurse again, "I... I really care about her okay? I'm... I'm really, really worried about her. Please, just do what you can for her as fast as possible."

"We will, Get to class, Mr Clarke."

I nodded and headed to class for the rest of the period.

I took my seat and did my best to focus but it seemed almost impossible, I could barely think straight wondering about y/n, how she was, if she was okay, I could barely keep her from my mind, I couldn't listen to the teacher say a single word, hardly wrote a word, all I did was watch the second hand on the clock praying for it to get faster so I could go and check up on her. When the sudden silence of the classroom was interrupted by a sound that froze me to my core, the sound of a siren.

Everyone in class raised their heads like prairie dogs curiously but I looked out the window my eyes locked onto the ambulance coming into the car park and up to the doors closest to the nurse's office. And I know it can only mean one thing this early in the morning...

Y/n.

I forced back my chair grabbed my stuff and darted for the door.

"Uhh Mr Clarke Sit down." The teacher demanded,

I didn't even bother to give him an answer, as I went to the door,

"Mr Clarke if you don't sit down, you'll get a detention."

"Do it Teach," I told him as I forced open the door and bolted through the empty corridors, given it was the middle of class time the halls were empty, so I could dash through the halls to the nurse's office but the bed she was in was empty, so I rushed to the front doors that were now open wide as they loaded Y/n in a bed onto the back of the ambulance, As soon as I saw her like that my heart was racing, my hands shaking, my breath shallow, I tried to get in the back with her but the paramedic threw me back.

"What are you doing kid!"

"Where are you guys taking her!?"

"what are you doing here kid this is an emergency we don't have time for this,"

"Answer me! Answer the question!" I gritted my teeth, "Where are you taking her?"

"Eastfield emergency hospital." He said,

"Emergency Hospital!"

"Why? We need to get going."

"Is she stable?!"

"Not if we don't leave now."

"Then I'm coming."

"Comin- Kid! We can't just take you with us. There's a lot of paperwork, we can't just take you out of school, there's permissions, and details, look kid we could get in a tone of trouble we can only take you if your her brother."

I grabbed his arm before he could go pleading with him, "Please! I'm not her brother, but she's really sick. and I need to be with her. She's my best friend. she practically lives with me. Please! Just let me come with you to the hospital just so I can stay with her!"

"She'll be able to contact you when things are more stable,"

"You're really going to just leave me with no idea how she is! She could be dying in there!"

"she is. That's why we need to go now."

"Then I'm coming with."

"Kid you're only preventing us from getting your friend there faster."

"You will let me come with you, you will let me climb in the back with her or I will climb on the back myself I am not going to stay here in the dark!"

"Mr Clarke Enough." Mr sweet warns as he forces me away from the man, "Return to your class immediately,"

My voice shaky, my tears welling up, "This. Is the most important thing in the entire world to me. I'm not going back to class without knowing what's going on I need to go with her."

"Take Her Now." Mr Sweet demanded as he held me by my arms forcing me to remain no matter how much I argued and pleaded with him, the paramedics closed the doors, and I saw the last image of Y/n lying deathly ill, pale, and distant, her hand hung off the bed almost lifeless as the doors where closed and they quickly left at speed.

Watching the ambulance go, knowing she was inside, my heart sank, my blood boiled, my hands shook, my vision blurring, I felt like my legs would give out, to not know if she was okay...

"Return to your class, Mr Clarke."

I turned to him my face stained with tears, forcing myself out of his grip, "Make me. Sir."

"Go. Or detention,"

"Fine."

"Go Now. Or suspension."

"I will happily take the suspension." I stared back,

"Go back to your class or you will be expelled!"

"... So be it. do your worst." I told him fixing my bag on my shoulder and making my way marching off campus to follow the ambulance to Eastfield Emergency Hospital, ignoring all the consequences, anything else I don't care.

I need to make sure Y/n is okay. 

[ohhicas]

what do you think writers who want to write a good accurate James should know? :)

Oohh I haven't done this in awhile I know I'm gonna forget some Huge Important Beats

He's like, legitimately(ish), friends with Catwoman. They are on non-murderous speaking terms, she respects him for as far as that word can stretch, and he was able to clock her by walking style alone but kept teasing her cause it was funny. The story ends on a positive note; they do not hate each other. He gets along with her.

Dude beat the devil, like, twice. He is on Neron's immediate shit-list cause he ruined his plans. He doesn't have special powers or abilities (will get back to this), he's just A Dude with a charisma dumpstat who lives up to his Trickster title. He also has a biological son with a direct path to a (good) God figure, so he's somehow managed to place himself square in the middle of "Jesus loves me, Satan hates me". (And with the pure headcanon he was raised religious and later dropped that whole thing cause he formed his own opinion as his parents were Italian(retconned to this, originally they were just white) in the like, 60s? this is very funny to me.)

and James isn't special. He's a tightrope walker and acrobat who is afraid of heights and opted to study antigravity in his freetime just to survive until he could blow that popsicle stand. He then turned to crime Only Because he wanted to be a little silly, and hey his name was James Jesse, he really likes Cowboy penny books, and Jesse James is pretty cool. It's gotta be fate.

James was, possibly, one of the youngest Rogues in the original unit. I'm talking like, Original Original unit. This isn't necessary understanding to a 'needed for writing' scenario, but it does add to it. It adds to the silly, and it adds to how Impressive he is for what he does/doesn't do, as he's hanging around with a bunch of blue collar con-men just wanting to slap around possibly The Strongest and Certainly The Fastest Hero DC had on it's roster at the time.

He's best friends with Pied Piper; you cannot take this from me. I have panels to prove my stance but they're generally seen hanging out together 'off shift' in comics (once Piper goes to his more heavier set, longer hair look seems to be a turning point for it). When the rest of the guys rag on Hartley for his gay status (Digger, mostly), James doesn't join in. He lets the guy into his house several times just to chat and gossip about the others. when James receives a phonecall that his ex-girlfriend's son has been kidnapped and is in danger, he calls Piper to come help. When James goes FBI, he gathers Piper (and Mick) to help. He tells Piper to his face he doesn't understand why Piper would give a rats ass about the others when they were so cruel to him before. They are friends, and Several headcanon-based reasons have been created over the decades for why James would've acted the way he did in Countdown (outside of just, "Countdown is a bad comic". Which it is. But if you're trying desperately to make it make sense, the 'attempted lore patching' flies)

Speaking of

James isn't a murderer; if he has a body count it's entirely on accident. He's not purposely running around trying to murder anyone and he certainly wouldn't join in on beating a child to death.

Leaving the bulletpoint categories; he's also "popular" in Hollywood, and i'm using """""Popular""""" with a lot of """""". On top of his (legit) devil/angel connections, he's also besties with the Blue Devil (the original one) and knew the Kid Devil before things happened. He was practically living in the (blue devil) man's house, hanging out at movie sets, casually tweaking his car to fly just because he could. They are! Friends! James is REALLY GOOD at making friends with an eclectic group of people!

He also canonically dressed in drag (it was like, the 80s, so 'drag' isn't what you're thinking) just to tease and harass Captain Cold, lying to the man's face with some goddamn Bugs Bunny looneytunes antics while in a cheap wig and cottage cheese, and the man bought it. He is SO GOOD at what he does. James is so good. He's a jackass and he's Not Kind and he will rob you blind for one corn chip if he's feeling up to it, but you'll survive the encounter. When Axel Walker stole his shit and started tying bombs to strays and the homeless, dragged the Trickster title through mud, he went on a war path and threw the boy in a dumpster as a threat. He cares for his name and reputation, cares for his (actual) friends.

Watering James down to some "Joker Lite" old man who is some kind of FBI's Most Wanted murder comes from the old, silly live action show that sold Hamill his future Joker roles and isn't James in the slightest; and writers looking at the DCAU, Original Flash Show, and Current Flash Show as "the best place for James information" need to be taken out back and slapped with the whole of Waid's run. It's such a disservice.

[theoddcatlady]

The Dangers of Tattoos

Out of the nine guys at Dillan’s bachelor party, I’m the only one left alive. And I don’t know how much more time I have.

Dillan was a friend from my highschool days. We weren’t close, but we hung out when all our other friends were busy. I was happy to hear he was getting hitched to his girl Heather, they were good for each other. When he asked me to join him and a few of the other guys for drinks, I happily accepted. One last crazy night before he said I Do.

We’d all gotten pretty buzzed when Mickey threw out this brilliant idea:

‘We should all get tattoos!’

I’d never gotten a tattoo before, but I was probably one of two guys who hadn’t in the group. Mickey in particular was covered in ink, full sleeves on both arms and he had proudly shown off the progress made on one over his ribs- the inked outline of a Kraken. He and his artist were going to start putting in color in two months.

Like I said, I’d never been inked, but I was in awe. And to my drunk brain, getting a tattoo with the guys sounded fantastic. And whadya know, just down the street there was a parlor.

Unfortunately, they didn’t tattoo people who weren’t sober. The guy was incredibly patient, just pointing to the sign and saying if we wanted to get a tattoo after our hangovers, he’d happily help us out. The only one to get cranky about this was Derek, Mickey ended up dragging him out by the ear as the idiot cussed out the artist. Yeah, the artist said that all of us would get inked if we wanted except for Derek. Genius move, Derek.

When we were all on the street again, talking about getting more drinks, that’s when she just… appeared.

I didn’t hear her walk up, although I’m not sure how, she had heels that could put a man’s eye out. The only reason we even knew she was there was because she cleared her throat. I whipped around and she was like two inches behind me, way too much in my personal space for me to be comfortable. I yelped and slipped on some slush, landing on my ass. Everyone laughed but she just sighed and helped me to my feet.

She was wearing a puffy green coat and black skinny jeans, but even with her skin mostly covered I could see ink on her neck. Half her head was shaved and I saw three piercings in her exposed ear, not to mention the several on her face- eyebrows, septum, lips, this girl had it all.

“So, Phillips says you’re too drunk?” She grinned and chuckled pleasantly. “I’m Lacey. Come on, I’ll take you to my shop. I think I can work something out.” She turned around and started walking down the street.

Mickey whistled. “… She’s so fucking hot,” He murmured.

“You hear her though? Tattoos, man! Plan’s back in action!” Derek whooped and took off down the street after her.

Sober I realized how sketchy this was, but drunk me was just excited to get a tattoo. So I followed the herd. Like a moron.

The girl led us down a few side streets and took so many turns there is no way I could find my way back. But finally she led us down the side of a building and down a set of stairs to a metal door with one word stamped on it:

‘Coven’

“Come on in, boys,” She grinned and opened the door.

It actually wasn’t nearly as sketchy looking inside. I expected no ceiling, maybe one chair that reeked of mildew, but it was a legit tattoo shop. Pictures were all over the walls of the shop’s previous works, and there was another woman with firetruck red hair and huge gauges in her earlobes texting away in one of the leather chairs.

“Hey, Barb, we got customers,” The woman shrugged off her coat and threw it on the rack, revealing that she was only wearing a tank top and yeah- she was covered in ink. From the chin down it was just a myriad of pictures.

“Kay, Lacey,” Barb got up and glanced over. “Sooo, y’all gonna be matching or…”

I glanced over at Dillan, who nodded. “I’m getting married in two days, we’re just out partying!” He said, trying to sound bold.

Barb just smirked. “Cute. All right, I’ll take the bachelor, Lacey, mind taking the shrimpy guy? I think he’s a fainter,” She nodded at me and I was offended but only had a moment for that because Lacey grabbed my hand and yanked me to the chair.

She took a seat next to me and smiled, and I suppose she was quite pretty, although I wasn’t sure how old she was. “It’s gonna be fine, dude. Your first tattoo?” She asked. I heard Barb talking with Dillan quietly about what he wanted everyone to get.

I nodded. “Yeah. Never been really into them, but why not, right?” If I really regretted it, I’d just get it lasered away, I reasoned.

“Just remember to breathe,” She looked up at Barb, “Did he decide?”

Barb nodded and lifted a pic in the air of a symbol that looked like two triangles next to each other, a dot in the middle. Lacey giggled.

“Oh, love that choice! All right, buddy, where do you want it?”

I chose my upper arm. After that, everything kinda blurs together. I don’t even remember pain, I just remember stumbling out the door feeling kinda nauseated and trying to get an Uber.

I woke up the next morning, my arm hurt like hell, and I had fifteen missed calls from the guys last night and twenty one texts in the group text. Although my head was pounding, I managed to make out the point-

‘Dude, where tf is Mickey?’

‘his girlfriend said mickey didn’t make it home last night did any of you see where he went’

‘GUYS THERE WAS AN ACCIDENT LIKE TWO BLOCKS FROM COVEN DUDE GOT PANCAKED BY A SEMI TRUCK’

‘What the FUCK was it Mickey’

‘they literally cannot tell who it was the guy was in pieces’

Jesus Christ. My arm ached and I didn’t even know where to start with these texts. I popped some pain meds and called Dillan. He didn’t answer, so I tried Derek. When there was no answer, I had a bad feeling starting to form in my stomach.

After two more calls I got a response from one of the guys I barely knew, Toby. He was Dillan’s cousin and was just in the state for the wedding.

“Hey man, I’m sorry for calling so early-” I was cut off by Toby quite quickly.

“I was starting to think you fucking dropped off the edge of the earth, dude! You okay?”

I groaned. “Maybe? Tattoo hurts, but that’s normal I think. Was the guy last night Mickey?”

“I think they managed to ID him from some of the tattoos… I’m sorry man, I know he was a friend, I didn’t really know him but… god.” I heard Toby quietly gag. “From what I understand, he was just smashed. The driver said it was like an explosion, guy’s gonna need some therapy. Um, wedding’s today, are you going to-”

“Hell no.” I felt two seconds from hurling. “I don’t wanna upchuck on the bride and I didn’t really get an official invite. You have a good time.”

I hung up and ran to the toilet to puke my guts up. I swore I was never going to get that drunk again as I crawled back into bed with a bottle of water to sip from.

I woke up again about an hour later to my phone going off. I managed to grab it and answer it on the fourth ring.

“Hello-”

“We fucked up! Holy shit, I think I’m gonna be sick again, oh my god, oh my god-”

I could barely recognize the voice as Derek, he sounded so hysterical. “Slow down, what the fuck happened?” I said as I sat up.

“… Dillan blew up.”

My immediate response was to snicker.

“What are you saying? Did he open his mouth to say I do and blew chunks all over Heather’s face?”

“No, I’m saying that Dillan opened his mouth to say I do and literally fucking exploded.”

I laughed again, although it was forced this time. “Really funny dude. What the fuck are you talking about?”

The next thing I heard was Dillan start to sob. Like, legitly bawl his eyes out. The bad feeling from earlier returned ten fold.

“He’d… he’d been complaining about his tattoo all morning, it was getting itchy, and Toby just said it was healing, so just don’t touch it. Middle of the ceremony, he just opened his mouth before his eyes just bugged out and he grabbed his chest… and that’s all she wrote. It was like someone set off a bomb. Blood and guts just. Everywhere. Heather passed out, Toby took off running and when I went to go find him, it was the same thing. Blood everywhere. Oh my god, we’re going to fucking die. Those bitches put a curse on us or something, we’re all gonna fucking die!”

I looked down at my arm and slowly peeled off the bandage covering my tattoo. It looked innocent enough. Just a few simple black lines.

I heard Derek gasp.

“I… I don’t feel so good, it’s getting really itchy…”

I heard a gurgle before Derek screamed, only to be cut off by a disturbingly wet splatter and the phone dropping to the ground.

I ran to the bathroom to puke again.

I tried calling all the other guys. Only two picked up, Mark and Reece. Mark had been at the wedding and seen the whole damn thing, Reece had been sick in bed like I was and had slept through all the phone calls and texts. We agreed to meet up at Reece’s place.

I sorta knew Mark, we had a single class together when we went to highschool, but I only met Reece last night. I rolled up my sleeve to show off my tattoo, which had yet to itch but every little twitch had me thinking ‘this is it, I’m gonna go kaboom’.

We all sat in Reece’s kitchen while Reece was messing around with something on the counter. Mark legitimately whimpered as he showed off his tattoo on his chest. My blood ran cold when I realized the ink itself was starting to turn crimson. “I think it’s like a timer, the closer to red, the closer to… oh god, we’re so fucked,” He said, running his hand through his hair.

“You’re not going to fucking die,” Reece said, turning around. I yelped as I saw a knife in his hand.

“Jesus Christ, what are we doing with that?” I asked.

“Not we, you two.”

Reece sighed as he pulled down the neck to his turtleneck to show off the damned tattoo. “Listen, if it’s the tattoo making us blow up, then just get rid of the tattoo. I don’t know if I can skin my neck without actually killing myself, but you two stand a chance.” He sat down and continued sharpening the kitchen knife. “I’ll help you first, Parker. You’ll probably scar, but this means you won’t be dead, right?”

I swallowed as I stared at the sharp knife before I shook my head. “Shouldn’t you do Mark first?” I asked.

“I think we still have time, and I’ll feel better if I fuck up on your arm than I would if I accidentally stabbed Mark in the chest.” He gestured for my arm. “Faster we do this, the faster it’s over with. Gimme your arm.”

Jesus Christ, I felt time stop as I slowly offered my arm to this stone faced guy. Reece positioned the knife just above the tattoo before the knife went down.

The worst pain lit up every nerve on my arm and I screamed. Mark had to hold me down as Reece to slice off my skin to stop me from accidentally punching Reece. It was like someone was burning me alive.

I passed out sometime during this and when I woke up, I was surrounded by blood.

Not my blood, both Reece’s and Mark’s. Sometime when I was unconscious, they’d both blown up. It was like someone stuck them in a blender and then splattered them all over the walls. Even their clothes were in tiny little bits.

And to make matters worse, the tattoo isn’t gone. It’s penetrated all the way through my skin to my muscle… maybe even my bone.

I can’t tell how much longer I have, but I’m not going out without a fight. I’m sharpening more knives, I got some vodka out of Reece’s kitchen and I’m prepping myself for what I have to do. I will probably die doing this, but I will definitely die if I don’t do this.

If the tattoo is on my arm, then I guess my arm will just have to go.

[50cal-fullauto-astarion]

major life event sads have sent me back into the arms of yder, and i've got a fresh playthrough going for her. here she is all wintered out! on the horrid squidboat! in hell!

most of her expressions look vaguely 'confused puppy,' which is not what her vibe actually is, and this is one of the few times where i've been able to catch her looking sour. she was trying to go home from work and got fuckin' abducted, this blows.

me @ posh: [insane gibbering]

couldn't put her on vogue bc her legs are tooooo loooong. but i hc that her eladrin states, besides seasons, also change her height. summer is her tallest season, winter is her shortest, and she's probably around 5'5-5'6 here.

i like storytelling through changes in hair. hers is filthy here, and she hasn't had a brush for it. it looks scrungly.

HI BABEEEEE

"oh shit, he was violent from the get-go instead of hiding it, he should totally be my apocalypse roommate."

[clenches fist] he's just the most of all time.

field trip into a stinking ass rotting squidboat with bae <3 gonna kill a mindflayer with my boot <3

okay but legit, she is NOT barefoot for pervert reasons or stereotypical elf reasons, i just hadn't gone to the grove to buy her usual camp boots yet ): and she is just hot ):

big booty and gale time

new hair! in canon she only has one arm due to backstory event, and she uses mage hand as a temp replacement.

bitch what

gdi i love him

[denzartriste]

Vague My Little Pony bedrock bros au/ideas fuck this is unhinged behaviour, i drew good art to accompany it as i explain the mental illness (tw for major character death)

Going off the assumption that either anyone reading this doesnt know about mlp plot-wise or just doesnt know that much about it plot-wise. So im gonna say the few things that is kinda important to this au, if you know what the things are skip it its a lot of words:

Changling - Hivemind Bug like creatures that are kinda pony shaped. They can do magic(they have a horn), fly (they have wings), shapeshift, and their main thing is eating love. <- eating love is a legit need for them, like food - without eating love they will starve (this episode shows that, starting at around 7 minutes (theres also a banger song at around 17 minutes, but thats my bias talking)) The way they eat love is by shapeshifting (into someones thats loved) and then feeding off that love. They can also shapeshift into just a random pony that doesnt exist. Also this is what a changling looks like, btw. Easier to show than explain v

And the hivemind part is a bit iffy? I mean they say its a hivemind but in the episode i linked the changling (forgot their name because im a fake fan :( ) wanted a friend the second they were hatched so who knows. This isnt that serious this is me making bedrock bros angst from mlp world

Anyways! In my au/idea-for-angst, changlings feeding off of a person's love can harm the person they're feeding off of. I don't know if its like that in canon, which is why i'm saying its an au thing

Tantabus - In canon it's only in Princess Luna's dreams, but canon is dead i shot it, so thats not important. But the reason it exists is Luna felt guilty and made it so that it would give her nightmares (oversimplification, but it's fine) Photo example of what it looks like v

Pony - There are four types of Ponies. Earth pony (no wings + no horn), Pegasi (Have wings but dont have horn), Unicorn (no wings but have horn), Alicorn (Royalty. Have wings + have horn). Ponies also have cutie marks, which is just basicly a magic tattoo they get when they discover their talent/passion

Jeez wow that was way to many words already

Time for more words. I have two versions of this au/idea, but im gonna start with the one i drew things for.

Tommy is a changling (his wings are too damaged to fly with) and Techno is an earth pony. Tommy is a pretty young changling who Does Not like being a changling. He wants to be a pony, but at the same time he wants people to love him for being him. it's contridictory.

He doesn't take form of anyone specific, the first thing he sees are two disks resting on a bench and he decides that can be his cutie mark. He's never heard music, but he thinks he wants to.

He meets Techno, a potato farmer with apples coated in gold and Tommy didn't know that was possible, and turns out it's just a decoration and he did try to eat it but does it really matter if Techno gave him some love for it?

Techno keeps loving him, and maybe he realized something was wrong when standing for hours started to feel draining when it never had before. Maybe he realized something was off when Tommy's main was growing wrong - jutted out, the hair stiff - and maybe he shouldve realized when Tommy barely hid a gag when he ate anything techno gave him.

It takes time. Techno has a job, but he can't do it anymore. He's tired - it doesnt seem physical until he needs to close his eyes for longer. It doesnt seem like a big deal until silent acts of love towards Tommy make him need to take a nap.

It doesnt seem like a big deal to Tommy, until he realizes that this is why it's so hard to feed a big group. This is why he was allowed to leave alone, because the town is too small and they thought he was smart enough to feed off not just one person.

It doesn't seem like a big deal to Tommy until it's been months, he is full, and Techno stops opening his eyes.

It doesnt seem like a big deal until Techno's last muttered words are that he knew, and he should have done something diffrent, but-

Techno, who's cutie mark is a sword going into his skin - Techno, who's real and true and is able to love. Techno, who may as well have been born for this and who regrets this.

Techno, who stops, either because he physically cant say more or because he mentally cant. Soon enough, his chest stops rising.

Techno didnt like flowers that much, but he didnt mind them and liked the smell of the golden ones outside of his home. He wore it in his main. And tommy, a changling without much of a main or tail, wraps himself in golden flowers and sits close to Techno. There's no use pretending anymore, but he still does.

Tommy makes a Tantabus for himself, he closes his eyes not unlike Techno, and he lays down.

And he dreams.

And the flowers around him wilt.

And he can't hear anything from the hivemind - he hasnt been able to for a while now. He doesnt know how that happened, why it happened, or if it was always like that.