#how am I just now hearing this song today please send help

[trustmypoison]

Ruby

The three times Jihoon tries to confess through lyrics and the one where you finally get it.

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: none that I can think of, just some fluff

This is part of the Three Times series. This one is inspired by this reactions.

One

You punch in the code to the door like it’s an old habit, mostly because it is. Jihoon doesn’t turn to you right away and you know better than to distract him in the middle of something. You sit the takeout bags on the table and plop down on the couch in the corner. Your couch, to be exact. He doesn’t often have visitors just hang out in here with him while he’s working, but you’ve long insisted this might be the only way to see your best friend sometimes. You assume he agreed because a small sofa just appeared here one day along with a couple fuzzy blankets. 

“Hey,” he finally greets. “What’s for dinner?” 

“Is that all I’m good for?” You tease as he comes to sit next to you. “Just some Chinese take out from the place down the street. I hope that’s okay.” 

Jihoon shrugs, digging in as soon as he can. “Doesn’t matter. I’m too starving to care.”

“How’s the song going?” You ask, not expecting much. He can be really hot and cold about sharing his stuff with you before he feels like it’s perfect, so sometimes a non-committal ‘okay’ is all you get. 

Today must be a good day, because he’s gesturing for the both of you to move to the desk. “It’s missing something and I can’t quite put a finger on what.” He hits a few buttons and lets you listen. Everything about it has you smiling, much like it always does. 

You can’t help but tease him when the song ends and he asks what you think. “Jihoon, are you in love?” It’s not a new jab and he shoves you by the shoulder hard, making you laugh. “I’m kidding. Let me hear the chorus again.” He rolls it back and replays it for you. You recommend a few tweaks and when he makes them and replays the part, he sighs in relief.

“Are we done for the day now?” You chuckle, and it turns to a full blown laugh when he scoffs.

“Do you know how long it takes to prepare an album, Y/N? I hope you brought some entertainment.”

“You think this is my first day being your friend? Please,” you roll your eyes, pointing to the backpack you brought with you. “You’re stuck with me.”

You know he’d send you away if he didn’t like that. He lets you stay until you’re barely keeping your eyes open before he finally packs his things up and drives you home.

Two

A red notebook lands in your lap. It’s unfamiliar, only because the last one Jihoon handed you was blue. “Ran out of room?” You say as he spins back around in his chair. 

“Yeah,” he mumbles. “Read the last entry, nothing else.” You do. You’d never overstep how much he’s willing to share, so you’re careful not to linger on pages that you aren’t invited to look at. 

“What am I looking for?” You ask, skimming the page. It’s chaotic, notes in the margins, lines crossing out certain things that he’s rejected. Some writing is squished between lines and you have to squint to read it.

“It’s not flowing in my mind the way I want it to. I want a second opinion.”

Like you’d ever turn down that opportunity. You pull out a pencil, because you’d never permanently mark up these ideas. What you think about it is only a suggestion - one that can be erased. You make some notes, rereading, trying to grasp the vision that he has for the song. You aren’t a musician but you do have a good idea of how his mind works. 

When you hand it back, he doesn’t look at your notes right away, pinning you with a look. “Well?”

“Romantic as ever. One of these days you’ll make such a sweet boyfriend.” 

He snorts, skimming through what you’ve marked up. “Yeah, right. Explain to me what you did here.” 

You plop into the seat next to him. You’re touched that he involves you in his work like this. That he’s willing to hear what you think when you’re so far from being an expert. He’s never shot down your ideas, even if he doesn’t end up using all of them. He still wants it to feel like ‘his’. 

Today’s a good day and most of the pencil marks stay in place. He even teases you about giving you some song writing credits. He knows you’d never accept them, but he likes seeing both his and your marks on the page working together. 

Three

Today is not a good day. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, they’ve lost some work and have had to re-record some parts. You’re surprised when you arrive to his studio and it’s packed. You fade into the corner as to not be in the way. You watch Jihoon obsessively save copies of files in various spots and when everyone else wishes you both good night to go home, you give him a minute to collect himself. 

“How can I help?” You finally say. You watch his shoulders tense and it makes you sad. “Would you like me to go? Give you some space to work?” He shakes his head and you finally approach him, sitting next to him. You rub his back lightly. “What do you have left to do?” 

“Rearrange everything so someone can look at it tomorrow. It’s not usually my specialty, but I have to have something to give them to work with.” He looks like he might pull his hair out so you gently turn his chair. 

“Come on,” you say, opening your arms to him. You know he’s not the most physically affectionate person, but it won’t stop you from offering some comfort. To your surprise, he barely hesitates, arms coming around you too. When you feel like he’s lost some of the tension in his body, you let go. “Get started. I’ll go make some coffee.” 

You miss the way he turns to watch you leave. He doesn’t know how to say thank you for your presence on days like today. 

Four

The comeback is over and so are the promotions for it. It’s been many, many weeks since you’ve seen your best friend, and this time, it’s amazingly not at his work. He lets himself into your apartment and plops down on the couch next to you. You’ve planned a lazy day of just lying around and relaxing. You’ve sworn off work as a thing to so much as discuss today, so you glare at him when see the flash of a red notebook come out of his backpack. 

“Lee Jihoon, I told you no work today,” you admonish. 

He doesn’t listen to you. He never does. “Y/N, I may not show up to work every single day, but I’m probably going to write every single day.” 

He’s right, of course. Sometimes it just pours out of him into these notebooks, like the one he’s handing you. “What am I looking for?” You ask with a huff.

“Last entry,” he says. It’s almost always the last entry, but you don’t want to go blindly flipping through his private thoughts. You find it and this sheet is actually pretty clean, with very little notes in the margins or lines crossed out. You can’t help but smile, just like you always do when he shares something like this with you. 

“One of these days you’ll tell me who these songs are about,” you muse. 

He groans and the sound surprises you. He usually rolls his eyes and asks what you think, but this time, he looks like he’s almost in pain. “I’m in love with an idiot,” he mumbles, hand rubbing down his face.

“That’s no way to talk about the love of your life!” You cry out. “You write all of these sweet songs for her and you call her an idiot?”

“I’m talking about you, Y/N. You’re the idiot.”

Your mouth pops open. “Oh.” 

He rolls his eyes, snatching back the notebook, tossing it onto your coffee table. “They’ve always been about you, every single notebook over the years. You can’t be that dense.”

You barely hear the insult because you’re thinking of all the various notebooks he’s handed you over the years, only small portions of which he’s let you read. “All of them?” You whisper.

He sighs. “I’m sorry.” 

You pout at him, not that he’s looking at you. He’s leaning back into the couch, arms crossed over his chest. You understand why he’s apologizing, but there’s really no need. “You didn’t ask me what I think of the lyrics.”

He hesitates, glancing out of the corner of his eye at you. Finally, he clears his throat. “What did you think of the lyrics?” 

You lean forward, pressing a light, lingering kiss to his lips. You hear his breath catch and the sound is just as sweet as the contents of all his notebooks. “I loved it, just like every other page you’ve ever let me read.” 

“I’ll bring over the rest tomorrow. They’re all about you anyway.” He says it so simply that you can’t help but fling your arms around him. He calls you an idiot again but he’s laughing regardless.

[mins-fins]

EPISODE 9 : ❛ baby can we fix it? ❜

"Yn I swear to fucking god if you ask about Mark one more time I'm literally going to strangle you".

"I was just going to ask about how long until we go up.."

"Are you lying?"

"..Yeah".

You let out a small sigh of defeat at the looks Ten and Yangyang send you, and the keyboardist simply pokes your shoulder, much to your own dismay. You perform in ten minutes and you haven't seen Mark anywhere, not that you were looking for him or anything, you were just scouring the area and caught no sight of him, which sort of worried you but it's not like that!

You're totally over your ex! You're not exhibiting any not-over-him-behavior at all!

"Don't look at me like that!" Your quick to shout, earning a snicker from the eldest as Yangyang just glances between the two of you. You cross your arms, stubborn. "I just.. I don't know I'm nervous I guess because he's going to be watching the set".

"He watched last time" Dejun startles you by coming out of nowhere. You give him just the slightest scowl, one he responds to with that smug grin of his.

"Well I didn't see him last time and besides, I'm also kinda nervous cause I'm singing this time and the last time I sang was a long time ago suspiciously right before we broke up and now—"

"Yn" Dejun cuts in, annoyed, he rolls his eyes. "You're going to be fine, seriously, people have been begging for your singing return since like.. forever".

"And Mark loves when you sing!" Jaemin lightly shoves your shoulder, then reaches down for your hand, lacing your fingers together. "The song is also amazing, you'll be fine! Now come dance with me!"

Before you can respond to that, Jaemin tightens his grip around your hand and pulls you into one of his backstage dance processes. "Just don't pull my arm off please" You earn a giggle from the Na as he spins you around, giving you something that's a mix of a nod and shake of the head.

"We go up in five!"

"I hear you!" You yell back, exchanging a small smile with Ten as you continue to entertain yourself by dancing with Jaemin.

Mark can't exactly focus on the chatter of his bandmates as he's distracted.

Focused looking for you, that is. You sang today, literally, you sang, Mark feels like the people above heard his prayers or something. It was hard to not look away from you, even though he was supposed to be tuning his guitar, he couldn't help but focus on you.

Even throughout his performance he couldn't help but think about you. Did you watch it? What did you think of it? Did you even care about Mark? He feels he has to talk to you or he's gonna die or something.

Mark spends a few minutes scanning the area looking for you, but he has no luck, resulting in a frown appearing on his face. He lets out a silent sigh of disappointment, one that his bandmates hear, because Donghyuck's head shoots up.

"What are you upset about?"

Mark lets a small laugh leave his lips. "Nothing, I'm just.." He pauses in between his words. Now he could lie and just say that the adrenaline rush has worn off and he's feeling tired, but he may as well say it like it is this point. "Looking for Yn, I don't see him anywhere".

Donghyuck allows for his eyes to widen comically at the words, Mark actually admitted it for once? He must be dreaming. "Your serious?"

Mark is way too busy trying to find you to register Donghyuck's tone of disbelief. "Yeah.. I can't find him".

Donghyuck laughs at his sheer dedication, but Mark isn't thinking about that right now, he's thinking about you. He pauses as he hears you say something, easily able to pinpoint your voice even with the loud music playing.

"Oh my god am I stepping on your shoes?" Mark hears you giggle, apparently amused by what the person you're talking to said. "Sorry! Seriously Yang! No no no don't step on my shoes—"

Mark finally spots you after forever, letting out small shrieks as you try to stop Yangyang from stepping on your shoes. Your fingers are intertwined, a fact that would Mark jealous if he didn't pick up on how happy you look, the smile on your face so bright it's practically lighting up the room.

Your over the moon as you continue your stupid pair dance with Yangyang, trying to avoid his feet as giggles escape your lips. Oh Mark loves your laugh, it reminds him of other times, the times when the two of you used to dance in your living room, Mark almost wants to die right then and there, he probably looks so pathetic, watching his ex boyfriend dance with his friend like some sort of hawk.

His thought process is interrupted when Yangyang suddenly seems to spot him, before Mark is even deciding on if he wants to go over to you or not. He looks to you, then back to Mark, who takes a step forward. Yangyang spins you around again, but instead of pulling you back closer to him this time, he lets go of you, giving you a slight push, making you stumble and land right in front of Mark.

You almost bump into him, but you balance yourself, instead ending up standing right in front of Mark, all Yangyang does is shoot Mark a small smile, immediately turning around and beginning to converse with Ten, allowing for the situation to unravel itself.

"Hi".

"Hi" Mark is quick to greet back, he pushes down any of his nerves because it's just you, it's just you. "Miss me?"

You want to collapse when he asks that, oh he gets to you without even realizing it. Curse you Mark Lee, you muse in your head, but you chuckle lightly. "Not really" You lie, resisting the urge to laugh at the expression you get from him.

Mark pouts. "Not even a little bit?"

You roll your eyes at the display, but you don't want the conversation to stop. "Maybe just.. the tiniest bit" You raise your index finger and thumb, pressing them a ways distance from another.

That's a lie.

But if Mark notices it (which he does) he doesn't say anything, shoving his hands into his sweater pockets as he studies you. "You sang" He's quick to remark, a remark that gets a laugh out of you.

"Yeah it was a last minute decision I just—" You pause, trying to correctly collect your words. "I don't know, I thought I'd give Dejun a break".

"Ah" Mark hums, and you want to punch him for being so attractive. "It was a good decision, I like your singing voice".

You raise an eyebrow. "Like?"

Mark instantly gets what you mean by that, because you seem to always know what he's thinking without him having to say anything. "I love your singing voice".

You feign a gasp of surprise and place a hand on your chest. "Aww, really?"

"I'll take it back right now".

"You wouldn't".

"Wanna bet?"

You narrow your eyes at the inquiry, though you'd love to take it as a challenge, you fear you'll collapse from the way Mark is staring at you. "I'd win, easily".

"You're so confident".

You hum in agreement, a prideful smile taking its place on your face as you watch Mark snicker and look the other way. "So what are we?"

"Hm?"

"Are we friends?"

Do you want to be? You bite your tongue, not asking that, you're afraid it's a little too desperate to ask in front of Mark. Your eyes dart around every corner of the room before you finally look back at Mark, a small chuckle leaving your lips. "No, were sworn enemies, Mark".

"Ouch, that hurts Yn" Mark places a hand on his chest as if he'd just been shot there, and you can only roll your ghosts.

"Oh poor you, want me to kiss your wound better?" You honestly have no idea where that came from, you genuinely just wanted to respond with some snappy words, but that is what decided to escape your lips instead.

"I'd love for you to".

You scoff lightly, he's unbelievable. "In your dreams maybe, have a good night Mark".

Mark laughs again, smiling as he sees you try to resist the urge to smile yourself. "Have a good night, Yn".

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[sassycheesecake]

"I love you too much“ - Shinsuke Kita x Reader

A/N: Based on the song „I love you too much“ from the movie „The Book Of Life“. Give this song a listen to, it’s beautiful. Enjoy ❤️

Warnings: none

„I love you too much

To live without you loving me back“

Shinsuke Kita is just a Fueneku Middle School student when he first met you. He saw you in his classroom for the first time, he swears everything around him moved in slow motion, eyes entirely focused on your beauty.

As the years went by, now a High School student of Inarizaki, Kita saw you grow into an even more beautiful person, personality and appearance speaking. The way you show kindness to other people, the exciting way your eyes gleam up when you see either dogs or cats on the streets. There’s only problem. Your heart belongs to someone else’s that is not Kita‘s.

It’s Aran‘s.

„I live for your touch

I whisper your name night after night“

After the loss against Karasuno in the Spring Tournament, Kita lays in his bed awake at night, unable to sleep. Not necessarily because of the loss, but because the way you hugged him to comfort the team after their loss.

It was only for a few seconds but the way your soft body felt against his, was Kita‘s dream come true. He didn’t want to overstep any boundaries by hugging you back right in front of his teammate, who is also your boyfriend.

It’s like your scent still lingers in his memories. The scent of vanilla mixed rose petals.

Kita sighs deeply.

"Why can’t you be mine (Y/N)?“

„Heaven knows your name I've been praying

To have you come here by my side“

It’s a cold winter morning on New Year’s, when Kita walks up to the shrine for New Year prayers. With small steps, he enters the temple and presses his hands together.

'Please give me the chance and courage to show (Y/N) how I feel about her.’

As the Outside Hitter is about to turn around, he sees Aran walking in as well, with an extremely tired look on his face.

Aran greets Kita with a friendly smile and Kita asks his teammate about the dark circles under his eyes.

Heaving a deep sigh, Aran sends his prayer as well, before answering Kita.

“(Y/N) and I have been fighting a lot lately. I think our relationship is breaking apart and I am hoping the Gods will have mercy on me to fix our relationship.”

Hearing those words makes Kita’s stomach twist with jealousy.

Kita can’t help but hope that the Gods overhear his prayer over Aran’s.

„Without you a part of me is missing

Just to make you my own, I will fight“

It’s been years since Kita last saw you, now being the age of 24 and having his own rice farm, there is not a day that Kita doesn’t think about you. When he was on his way to deliver his rice to Onigiri Miya, he wonders if you and Aran stayed together and what you are doing now as an adult. Carrying the rice bags inside to help Osamu, the bell of the front entrance door chimes, making both men stop what they are doing to see who has entered this early.

Osamu smiles slightly when he spots you.

"Ya here early today, we don‘ open 'til 11, ya know that.“

You chuckle a bit in reply.

"I know, I know. But you said yesterday that the new rice delivery comes in the next day, which is today obviously and I wanted to help you but I can see you already have someone doing that for you.” You smile brightly at Kita.

That smile of yours is going to be the death of him.

"I am gonna go change, be right back.” You say while disappearing around the corner.

Osamu sees the blush on his former captain’s face, teasing him.

"She’s a beauty eh?”

"She’s always been beautiful.” Kita states in a quiet voice but Osamu still hears him.

"They broke up yannow? Aran and (Y/N). Too focused on volleyball and she didn’t wanna do that back-and-forth anymore.” Osamu places a heavy bag of rice into the cabinet before rubbing the sweat off with his forearm.

Kita’s wide eyes find Osamu’s gray eyes and the ravenette says one more sentence before Kita gets back into his truck to drive back.

"If ya come over more, 'm sure she would give ya a chance. Heard 'er say that she’s looking for somethin��� serious again to her friend on the phone the other night.” Osamu gives a wink into Kita’s direction and Kita makes it his goal to win your heart and show you his love that hasn’t faltered since Middle School.

„There's love above love and it's yours cause I love you

There's love above love and it's ours if you love me

As much“

Many years later, Kita sits on a wooden bench on his patio in front of his home. The gentle breeze of the wind flows through his black-whiteish hair, the sunset painting the sky with the most beautiful orange, red and pink colors that reflect on some of the clouds.

His fields blooming high, soon to be ready for harvesting.

All of sudden, he feels a pair of arms sneaking around his neck, a chin gently propped on top of his head.

He raises a hand and entangles his ring-adorned finger with yours.

"Whatcha doin?”

"I am thanking the Gods every day to have you by my side. I truly have been blessed with your kindness and your heart that you gave me to protect, care and cherish for.”

Giggling softly at your fiancé’s romantic words, you squish your cheek against the top of his head, tightening your grip around him a little bit more.

Kita moves his head so he can stare into your eyes with a lovesick smile.

"I love you so much (Y/N).”

Pressing a gentle kiss against his lips, you whisper against them.

"I love you too Shinsuke, more than life itself.”

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[iamsherlocked1479]

Chapter 14

A/N: Okay so I know I usually put these at the end but the song i've attached today kinda plays its own role in the story with it being what i wanted the song the reader plays. Music is very important to me and helps me write these stories so i would apreciate if you listened along too! But as always I can't force ypou too but for reference (i'll add it in bractes anyways) Sherlock starts playing at 2:34 and they play together at 2:49. But yeah happy readng and for refernce i only know the parts of the song thans to a tiktok account called joelsvnny so please check him out!

You entered the cafe to find Professor Hiddleston sitting at a table at the corner of the room, his hands clasped in front of him as his eyes bore into the computer screen in front of him. His blonde curls were starting to grow and the sun was in just the right angle to make it look like his hair was glowing, causing you to pause for a moment to stare at him. Since you had been in his class, you had not really paid attention to the professor but you quietly admitted to yourself he was moderately attractive. His ocean blue eyes looked up from the screen and met with yours, a smile playing on his lips almost immediately when he spotted you in the doorway to the cafe, watching him.

“Y/n, it's so nice to see you again.” He smiled shaking your hand “I was sorry to hear about what happened to you, kidnapping, not usually what happens my students.”

“Oh right, yeah I can understand the confusion that would come with that.” You laugh nervously “thank you anyway professor, for asking to meet with me.” You say as you sit down and tuck yourself in.

“Please, no need to be professional, this isn't university. Call me Tom.” He smiled warmly

“Right, so Tom.” You paused it felt a bit weird. “What was it you wanted to talk about?”

“You, if i’m correct, you write your own work outside of what I assigned to you? Sorry if this seems odd, your friend erm louise came and spoke to me, she uh can be quite convincing when she needs to be.” He laughed rubbing the back of his neck.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about her, honestly I didn't know she would do that.” You take a sip of your coffee which was brought to you a second ago.

“Yes, so I read a few of your pieces that she gave to me, again it was more of a forced thing and I thought they had some real potential. So I'm here to propose an offer.” He took a moment to glance at the window furrowing his brow. “I’m sorry but is that Sherlock Holmes?” You turned your head and cursed under your breath as you saw Sherlock peering in through the window gesturing you to come outside.

“I’m sorry, just ignore him, he's uh my roommate and well he’s a bit well, strange. And I would say overprotective after what happened.” You sigh and ignore the now frequent buzzing of your phone

“Right, well I have a few hours between classes every week and I was wondering if you would like to meet up occasionally and I would tutor you to help get your work done. I also have a contact in the publishing industry who could be of use if I could send him your details?” He asked

“Y-yes oh my god that would be amazing.” You jumped in your seat with excitement and at that very moment Sherlock burst through the door.

“Y/n Mrs hudson found some of your old things i thought I’d let you know.” He cleared his throat finally noticing you were with another human. “Oh, apologies uh, Sherlock Holmes.” He held out his hand

“Yes and i am-

“Professor Thomas Hiddleston, a teacher of  English language who lives just outside london.” Sherlock smiled as he gripped you professors hand

“How did you do?”

“Oh well he is a detective.” You laugh trying to cover sherlocks creepy demeanor

“Of course.” Tom laughs nervously “well I suppose I should get going, i have a train to catch.” He got up and you copped shaking his hand “and y/n, if you get stuck im just a call away.” He smiled and put his arm on your shoulder. Sherlock noticed this and grabbed your arm with a scowl and pulled you from the cafe.

“I’m sorry, but what the hell?!” You pull your arm away from him.

“Oh come on, he was so trying to get in your bed.” Sherlock announced 

“He was helping me out, he has a girlfriend for christ sake!” You huff pushing open the front door of baker street.

“That doesn’t mean anything, you’re you!” He gestured to you

“Wow the flattery is real sherlock.” You say sarcastically. You walk up the stairs and find a box of your old things had been placed on the coffee table in the living room.

“Mrs hudson was having a clear out and asked you to do the same, I’ve already looked through some interesting things.” He says tracing his fingers over the box.

“You really have no perspective on personal items do you, or privacy apparently.” You say searching through the box

“Yet you still slept with me.” He smirked. You bite the inside of your cheek while rolling your eyes. You look in the box and smile as you pull out your old violin. “Interesting, what's that?” He asks

“It's an output so I can attach it to amps and loop pedals?” You say back as if it wasn’t obvious 

“Well then it's not a proper violin, mine doesn’t do that.” He says taking the instrument from you

“Well maybe yours isn’t a proper violin.” You joke back

“Anyways, why would one need a loop pedal for a violin?”

“To compose and play songs that weren't exactly made for violins.” You rummage through the box as he continues 

“So you're telling me you played pop songs on a classical instrument.” He huffs “humans are strange.”

“You are human, you are human right?” You joke “oh shit look, my old loop pedal.” You pull out your old loop pedal and brush off the dust.

“Then enlighten me, play something.” He holds out your violin and you stand there just staring at him.

“Well, it might be out of tune, you know it's been a while.” You look at the floor, it's not like you didn’t want to play it. But it's him, for whatever reason he likes you, you didn’t want to lose that. He lifts the violin to his cheek and runs the bow along each string.

“Sounds good to me.” He hands the violin to you again and you take it gently and release a long sigh. “Use the loop pedal.” He adds with a smile, he liked it when you did as you were told.

“Okay then, i’ll do a song I learned a while ago, how about a song called another love. Are you familiar?” 

“Vaguely but yet again I know everything” He replies watching as you plug in the loop pedal, he takes a seat in his chair and watches as you ensure everything works

“Okay, uh so first you have to do the staccato parts, this song has three, so how its done is you play the first one press this. And then you can add more and it will record them.”

“I'm familiar with the workings of loop recordings y/n.” He states as you play the staccato parts.

“Just, let me go through it okay, do you want to hear it or not?” You tut and stare at the way he smiled when he bugged you, you rolled your eyes and lifted the violin to your cheek again. “Then over the staccato I usually add the chords, again there's three in this.” You play the chords and begin to smile to yourself, you missed playing the violin, you missed the feeling of calm it brought.

“And I’m guessing now the bass?” He questions, leaning forward. Your brow raised at his interest, it was probably due to being stuck on a case but a small part of you believed otherwise. He was your boyfriend now right? You think so, what would this agreement include? It's not like you weren't up for friends with benefits but it's not what you wanted. But anyways back to recording, you recorded the base fairly easily only having to redo it once. You played it back smiling to yourself, it was sounding good so far, it's not finished but it was getting there. You stopped going through the steps with Sherlock, you knew he knew what everything was, for whatever reason he wanted to see you play, and if you could please him hopefully he’d please you. You record the pizzicato, flicking your fingers across the strings before being cocky and not even pausing to add the tremolo and adding it almost like instinct. You stopped the recording and created the loop, you turned to look behind you expecting your aunt to be stood recording like she used to, it was almost Christmas so she probably wanted a photo for a card to send to relatives you have no idea exist. But she wasn’t, it was just you and him. He was sat now practically at the edge of his seat eyes locked on the instrument. You exhaled bringing it to your chin and began to play.

He watched you play, he watched every single movement, his chest tightened at the way you smiled when you reached the chorus, the song was sad yet he could tell it brought you happy memories. He’d seen the photos of you and your mother, he could tell christmas wasn’t your favourite time of your after what happened. He must have zoned out because when he looked back your eyes were fixed on his. Your brow pinched together he could see you thought he wasn’t enjoying it, he acted quickly and grabbed his violin, he brought it to his cheek playing the tune he had quickly picked up. (2:34)

You paused watching him play, you gave him his moment, as he often stole the limelight, but you didn’t. He didn’t change the song or play it differently, he played it your way, following your lead. (2:49)You waited for the final chorus to repeat again and joined him and now here you were alone in baker street with him. Recently whenever you where alone with him it involved him pining you down and fucking senseless but now you where together, doing something you enjoyed not taking a moment to watch his muscles tighten around his shirt as he moved or waiting him for notice you. You just saw him, you figured it out, he wanted to see you happy, he wanted to see you or be it he wanted you to see you. The you which even you haven’t seen in a long time. And now the song was over, you stood in silence watching as he slowly put the violin down, you breathless, you don’t know why but you found yourself gasping for air. You just breathed watching as he slowly stepped closer to you. 

Sherlock didn’t understand the force that was pulling him towards you; he could sense your vulnerability and wanted to calm it. He too felt defenceless, he wanted to feel you in his arms, he wanted to hold you and make sure you were safe, the woman never caused him to feel like this, you were not the woman, and she was not you. He had conducted this experiment out of his own curiosity, and now he wasn’t quite sure what to do next.

 He took the instrument from your hand and cupped your chim. He brought your lips to yours and kissed you deeply, he didn’t rush to take off your clothes. He didn’t take them off at all, he just held you close to him, keeping your lips on yours until the moment was ruined by a vibration of his phone on the desk. He sighed and pulled away.

“I’m sorry I put you on the spot like that.” He looked down at his phone. “I’m sorry, I have to go.” He put on his coat and left. You watched him walk down the street, he tucked his collar upwards trying to keep the icy cold breeze off his neck, he still hadn’t got a replacement for the one that ended up being covered in blood. 

“Hoo hoo, oh I see you found your violin dear.” Mrs hudson came in behind you with your laundry.

“I told you, you don’t need to do that.” You kiss her cheek as you take the folded clothes from her arms.

“I know but I was putting sherlocks in anyways” she smiled.

“Oh by the way, we need to take a photo this year’s Christmas card, i have simon coming later to take it if that's okay.” She began tidying the room

“Huh?” You say turning back to the window watching as Sherlock was now nowhere to be seen.

“Out again is he? Yes, business with Mrs Adler's phone again, I saw him take it out the other day. Dangerous business, promise you’ll stay away from all that.” She grabbed your arm making sure you heard her. But all you could focus on was the name, it was the woman. The only other woman you knew Sherlock would obsess over. But he wants you, right?

“I won’t, now I'm going to put this away.” You say taking the clothes. You sigh, kicking open your bedroom door. You instantly notice the package on your bed. It was neatly packaged with a big red bow tied in the middle. You undid it and opened the box revealing a new laptop, you opened the lid and a note fell from it.

“Sorry about breaking the last one, I had some business I had to attend to. See you soon Harley.”  

JM X

Shit, no this wasn’t good, he was gone you thought he was gone. You looked around your room, it felt different, something was wrong. The air was fresher, not the usual scent of coffee and books. 

“Has anyone been in the house today?” You shout down to your aunt

“No dear, only me, you and Sherlock.” She shouts back. He had been in your room, Jim Moriarty had been in your Fucking room.

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A/N: its me agan forgot say that I will be doing weekly uploads of this every Wednesday between 2-4pm Uk time <3

[winstonhenderson]

𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟗.

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓻𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓔𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓻

𝙎𝘼𝘾𝙍��𝙁𝘼𝙈𝙀 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙎

Julia’s Diary

Today was wild.

So, I was doing my chem homework, organic chemistry (drawing all those silly hexagons) when I hear the doorbell.

“Julia, get the door please, I’m in the bathroom washing the clothes.”, Mimi ordered. I sigh.

“Fine.”, I ran downstairs to the door. Opening the door I see… Paul!

“What are you doing here?”, I ask him.

“Have I come at the wrong time? I wanted to surprise John, I had a great idea for a song.”

Well, he surprised him.

“You appeared so suddenly.”

“John does that to me so much.”, Paul remarked with a soft smile. I blushed.

“What’s that song like? I ask John about your songs, but he always wants to finish something to the end so I never get the feel of your process.”

“Johnny being secretive, of course.”, Paul giggled, “I have listened to Elvis recently and I decided to move his chords down on me guitar and I liked the melody… I wish I could show ya, but I forgot the dumb thing, not thinking. I just wanted to get to John’s as fast as possible.”

“The melody just dawns on ya?”, I asked him for fun… As John I never got to talk with Paul about this in a more formal way, “I know the feeling, I write poetry in my freetime, the text just appears before me. Don’t worry about the guitar. You could always play on John’s.”

Paul was staring at me.

“You’re right, Julia.”, he smiled wide, “And you write too? Maybe you could help us two with rhymes or somethin’?”

“No, I trust you two can get the job done.”, I wanted to disappear.

Paul frowned.

“Will you at least give me some advice? Or critique?”

I cackled, “Of course, you git!”

I mentally facepalm myself for this, because John usually says that.

Paul took it well. He entertained me with some more topics and I didn’t notice when Mimi put a hand on my shoulder.

“Oh, it’s your-young man himself, John’s little friend.”, it was the most effective save.

“Hello, Mrs. Smith.”, Paul politely greeted my aunt. 

“I should go get John.”, I said.

I went to John’s room and saw his clothes on the heater. Wet. 

“Okay.”, I thought, “Second solution; get bandages and some of my clothes that can pass as masculine. I feel sorry for John.“

And half of my masculine clothes were dirty and the other was wet like John’s clothes!

“Fucking hell.”, I swore.

It looked like I would be spending most of the day at home and without Paul. My thoughts were “God fucking damn it! I need to be more careful! I was reckless as John and Julia. I failed twice. And now I have to send Paul home.”

I go down the stairs with sadness. I somehow got myself together and told Paul, “Paul, John is not here currently.”

“What? He is always home at this time!”, Paul panicked because he liked when his plans go exactly how he imagined, “God. Mrs. Smith, do you know where John went?”

Mimi’s eyes widened.

“I don’t know… He didn’t tell me where he went.”

“Oh, he could be anywhere! I have to find him!”, Paul decided.

Why must he complicate things!

“Paul, he is fine really, trust me, I’m his twin!”, I told him.

“No, I have to check some places, and that fact makes me think you should go with me!”, Paul smiled.

“No, I’ll wait for him.”, I rejected his offer. But his offer couldn’t be rejected.

“Mrs. Smith, us two are going to search for him!”, he dragged me off.

“Paul, Paul, what do you think you’re doing?”, I asked him, while he didn’t slow down.

“I am taking another person with me to balance out my panic? Smart, huh!”

“Yeah, you’re smart but you’re mostly cute.”, I regret that compliment.

He turned his head toward me.

“John could be at the Cavern Club so we’ll go there first.”, he slowed down to a walking pace.

That’s when I knew this was going to be a long day. I wanted to escape that situation and tell Paul I’m John. But John would be compromised so… A long day was the better choice. 

“Wait here, I ask them if John has appeared.”

I waited for Paul. Paul calmly asked for John and the owner answered he hadn’t seen any of the Beatles since the last gig they played. Paul was sad.

“John wasn’t here.”

“Of course, it’s day, it would make more sense if he’d gone to Cyn’s.”, I mumbled.

“Julia, you’re a genius!”, he took my hand in preparation to run like a madman again.

And that’s when I furiously blushed.

“Let’s go to Cynthia’s.”, he began running and made a hard stop, “Wait, I don’t know where Cynthia lives.”

“It’s lucky you got her best friend by your side.”, I told him, letting go of his hand and leading him.

“How does it feel to have your brother date your best friend?”, this question made me laugh inside but I decided to be serious and make up a story about jealousy.

“I dunno, I think he could be brash with you and I’m afraid it will affect Cyn.”, I answered.

“I think he is quite sweet with her!”, Paul stepping into John’s defence was cute as hell, “I know he could be violent and agressive, but he always defends Cynthia and honours her desicions, privacy and time. Though I admit, he is possessive. But Cynthia could be clingy and possessive too.”

“You can’t say that against her!”, I defended Cyn, “Cyn barely sees him because of your practices.”

“You have a point, but sticking around during that time could be distracting for Johnny.”

“Well, John making a mess in front of her parents could be distracting for Cyn.”

I made a reminder to write in here that I shouldn’t be that overreactive to Cyn because it makes her look bad, even though it solidifies our “relationship”.

We arrived at Cyn’s.

I rang the doorbell, and her highness, Cynthia Powell, or Lennon if we continue doing this forever, came out with her hair full of curlers.

“Jules! What is the occassion?”, she noticed me first, “I didn’t think we were going out today?”

“Hi, Cyn, have you perhaps seen John?”, I asked.

Cynthia began laughing because I just asked where I was.

“I wish I had… We haven’t gone out in a while…”

I gave Paul the look of  “See?”

“Perhaps you could give us some more information where he could be?”, Paul asked with a scoff.

“He isn’t at Jules’ so… Because Paul’s here you checked the Tavern… You could check the record store!”

Paul lit up. Cyn did me a favour. At least I could see some new records.

“Bye, Cynthia!”, Paul dragged me again.

“Hey! Cyn, bye!”, I shouted for Cyn to hear me, “Why are you leading again!”

“Too slow.”, he said, “We were just fast walking! He could’ve got to the end of Liverpool by now!”

“Paul! Don’t worry your pretty head about it!”, I made a hard stop!

“Why’d ya stop!”

“John wouldn’t run anywhere. He’s lazy about stuff.”

“I’ll slow down then.”, he still held me by my hand, “But we are faster walking!”

I chuckled at his behaviour. I love him so much, my dear diary, I do.

“So, Cynthia calls you Jules?”

“Yeah… Almost all of my friends call me that. Even though my name isn’t shortened in anyway.”

“But it is cooler.”, god, my heart melted for that boy right then.

“Right on the mark, fella’”, my John was showing through.

We entered NEMS, a music store which began selling new records. I wanted to check it out for a while. Inside were two people, an older gentleman and a younger man who was becoming an intern I guess? The fresh intern went to the staff room. I was starry eyed! Records upon records upon more records! Paul felt like home too by his expression. 

“John and I have to check it out together! I could even bring George here.”

“Yeah, I’d love to look at this too.”, I sighed.

“You can come with us!”, Paul looked into my eyes.

“I dunno.”

Paul used the “puppy dog eyes” on me.

“You think we aren’t cool enough? Or maybe that we’re boring! Or… small?”

I remembered I was two years older than him.

“You are a bunch of nerds, and I am, so deal.”, I made an unfulfillable promise.

He happily leads me to the counter to ask for John.

“Hi!”

“Hello.”, the older gentleman said.

“Um, have you seen about this high-”, he pointed to me, “boy with a quiff like me and similar outfit enter today?”

The older gentleman gently smiled.

“No. I’d remember a teddy boy if I saw one. My son, Brian, always points them out, today is the day he becomes the director, so you’ll see him more. It’s a shame he isn’t working at the cash register today, he is great with this new record craze.”

So, that younger man is his son.

“Oh congrats.”, I politely congratulate him.

“I hope you find your friend soon.”, he wished us luck.

“I hope too.”, Paul said, “And thank you, good luck to your son.”

Paul is always so polite. It was already lunchtime, and I think Paul is hungry. Paul and I would usually go for a snack right about now so I knew where Paul was heading. Our favourite restaurant spot wasn't far from NEMS. I wanted to curse Paul for pulling me everywhere, but I didn’t have time. Paul headed to our favourite waitress which John relentlessly teased. Paul was intelligent, of course he’d head for her! 

“I didn’t spot any Lennon.”, she infeciously giggled, “Except his sister behind ya.”

Another fooled woman. Just how charming was my illusion?

Paul came close to me grabbing my hand.

“John’s not here, time to go.”

“Paul, you need to eat something!”, I said sternly, “You’re hungry!”

“No, I’m not!”, he was angry.

His stomach grumbled.

“Your digestive system says otherwise.”, I made a medical pun! A medical pun. So uncool.

Paul sighed, “Then we’ll grab some grub and continue searching. I hope John’s okay…”

He cares about me so much…

We sat on our… John’s and his favourite spot. Usually John would make some unnecessary puns at the waitress so I decided to do the absolute opposite.

“So, what’ll it be for you and Lennon?”, she was joking.

“I would like the usual.”

I would love to say the usual, but.

“I would like a burger, no fries, with a Coke. That’s it.”, I was straightforward with listing my favourite order.

“Siblings have similar taste.”, she chuckled and then she gasped.

“What?”, I panicked.

“Nothing nothing, just a funny little thought.”, she looked at Paul, “I mean you even share friends.”

“This is just pure coincidence, your Johnny went missing.”, I explained.

“He went missing!”

“Yes, why would I, his best friend, be asking if he was here?”

“Then we will hurry up with your orders, lovebirds.”, she’s done it.

“What?”, Paul was pink from embarrassment.

I facepalmed myself.

“At least our food will come faster without a prolonged battle of wits.”

“You really are something, Jules. Never seen a girl be this direct in my life.”

I raised my eyebrow.

“You haven’t met enough of us lad.”, I pat him on the head unconsciously.

I realized it when he said, “Haven’t had a good chance to talk with you.”

I quickly got my hand off, “Oh.”

“Usually I look at birds, I mean girls as people who like cute clothes, organizing themselves, having fun, following trends, wearing makeup, doing their hair… Geo would describe a typical girl as “Cynthia”.”

“George isn’t right. Cynthia is a great girlie, she loves art and enrolled into a great college and is doing gear.”

“Not in that right, but like… What I said before that. You are not like that. You are… A girl's girl, though, hum, you’re into records like John and dress more casually. You don’t draw attention.”

“Are you saying I’m not feminine enough?”, I got angry.

Paul got more pink.

“I-I jus-just think you being different is cool, because you-you aren’t interested in men, um, noticing you. You are just you.”, he calmed down. I didn’t see him mutter so much, except when he lied to Dot and when a cute girl approaches him.

“You are lying.”

He got pink.

“No. I mean it! Cross my heart. Which girl has such a cool nickname? Only you.”

My dreams came true, I could’ve died at that moment. I was red for sure.

“That’s enough. You need to hang out with more women.”

Our food arrived hot from the oven. We take it out.

“Bye!”, Paul and I say.

“When you find Johnny, tell him he shouldn’t disappear on you like that ever again!”

“I will teach him a lesson.”, I told her.

“Oh, Paulie, you should watch out! The stories are true! While Johnny is too intelligent for his own good, she is too intelligent for our good.”

I roll my eyes, while Paul laughed. I couldn’t help but smile.

“I know where we should go! You were right, this literally was food for thought!”

“Where?”

“Strawberry Fields!”, Paul took my hand and blushed…

“I won’t drag ya this time… Just keep up.”

“Alright, Paul.”, he led and I trailed behind him, quickly catching up. 

Strawberry Fields was further than any spot we visited so far. Paul wasn’t up for a talk now, I could see by his focused face and huffing. He was really worried for John. 

We arrived in record time for us two, just ten minutes of  “faster walking”.

“JOHN!!!”, Paul shouted scaring people in the park, “Julia, you take the left side of the park and I’ll take the right, we’ll meet at the fountain okay?”

God, I will have to scream an imaginary person’s name to convince Paul and the others. This seems so fucking funny.

“John!”, I shouted everytime before entering another part of the park.

I asked around for myself. I wanted to die of embarassment and laughter everytime. I had to go to some bush to laugh it out. My search was of course fruitless and I gave up pretending and went to the bench. I got my worried face on. I had to act. Because this really was the last place I would think of going. Paul came with a deathly afraid face without hope.

“Where is John, where the hell is he?”, Paul loudly elaborated.

“I know he’s fine. I’m sure of it. He is home surely, we just didn’t have any luck to run into him-”

“HOW COULD YOU KNOW! YOU HAVEN’T HAD A REAL CONVERSATION WITH HIM FOR MONTHS, JULIA!”, Paul screamed, “WHO KNOWS WHERE HE COULD BE! MAYBE HE WAS SADDENED BY YOUR NONCHANLANT ACTING!”

Paul put his hands on his mouth. I sold the image about Julia and John’s relationship too well.

“Paul… I didn’t know he felt that way. I could be naggy and too logical sometimes…”

“We are emotional too! We’re not queer for being that way.”, Paul got upset real fast.

“Paul, Paul…”, I pat him on the shoulder. I made my angel upset. I did that. My lack of planning made this day awful. Paul felt insecure for being called queer.

“People call you that?”

“My eyes… My eyelashes to be exact.”, he pointed, “My "pigeon" chest. My dainty figure.”

“You are not dainty.”, I defended him, “You are a man like any other!”

“I don't think I'm like John.”, oh Paulie…

“He is so brave and strong. He can stand up to anyone… Don’t tell him, but I really think he’s my coolest and my biggest idol. He is George’s too.”

I’m an idol? I’m like Elvis already. Jokes on me.

“That’s why he is fine, Paul. I won’t tell him, I promise.”

You told him yourself Paul.

A small pause.

“You know.”

He looks into my eyes.

“He respects you a lot too. He told me last time we spoke. His words were “Macca can play so well he could best any Liverpool player.”. I trust him on that McCartney.”

“He even in private calls me Macca…”, his words wandered off, “I’m glad you told me.”

He hugged me. It was late afternoon.

“If you want, we can go to my house and check if John’s back? If not, we could ask aunt Mimi to make us some tea. John bought a tin of Digestives for when you and George come by.”

“That’s nice of him.”, Paul smiled, “I’m sorry for dragging you so suddenly… I was so drawn in by my best friend going missing that I didn't even want to listen to reason.”

“It’s alright. I should’ve gone with you and searched, you did the right thing. And I had fun. Though it was stressful. I have seen the new NEMS record selection and had time to talk with John’s little friend.”

Paul blushed profusely. 

“Not so little aren’t I?”

I wanted to kiss him on the lips at that moment but I held myself together.

“Yeah. You aren’t. You're a big boy now.”

He looked at my chin.

“Yeah, yeah.”, he let me lead the way.

“What a gentleman.”, I chuckled.

“Only for a lady like you, Julia.”, he smiled sadly. His day did go to waste. John’s clothes are dry for sure so he will see his Johnny today. Now I was speeding up.

“Oi! Now, you are going too fast! Aren’t you tired?”

“Exactly why I am “faster walking”.”, I lied.

“I follow.”, he giggled.

“I love your smile, Paul.”, I regret that too.

“I love yours too, Julia, it’s beautiful. It suits you as it suits John.”

He called our smiles beautiful! Paul loves us! And respects us!

We ran and arrived at my house at sunset. I rang the doorbell.

Aunt Mimi didn’t get the door and we heard some shouting.

“JOHN WINSTON LENNON! YOU ARE GROUNDED! GOING TO STRAWBERRY FIELDS THEN COMING BACK DIRTY AS A PIG! AND TO THINK MY INNOCENT LITTLE NEPHEW WOULD DO THIS!”

Aunt Mimi was smart.

“Looks like we found Johnny.”, I sighed full of relief.

“You were correct about him being fine! Oh, Jules, you’re so cool!”

Wow, now that I write that down, I can’t believe that happened, but it did.

We heard some steps and aunt Mimi opened the door.

“No need to explain, auntie!”, I said.

“I’m glad you don’t cause so much stress, Jules.”, she patted me on the head, “My innocent little niece. Your poor little friend can sit down. John will come down, Julia will go and help him clean himself up.”

I hug her. I sent her a “thank you” look.

“Yes, auntie!”, I tried to go upstairs.

“Julia, I had fun!”, he said without reason. Maybe he knew I wouldn’t come down. So. I did the unthinkable.

“Me too, thank you for this day Paul.”, I hugged him and ran upstairs.

I knew my aunt was going to pester him about this.

I went to John’s room again and the clothes were dry. I got some already dirty towels and clothes on the floor. I put on my bandages, dressed up, fixed up my hair and put on makeup. And I was done! Great! Just great. I didn’t get to spend the whole day working with Paul! I haven't heard his idea yet! Maybe he lost it by now. Just because of mine and Julia’s poor planning.

I left my room and went downstairs just to be greeted with Paul’s hug.

“JOHN! YOU GIT!”, he squeezed me hard.

“I missed ya too lad.”, I said.

“YOU WENT OUT WITHOUT ANYONE KNOWING! YOU IMBECILE!”

“I went outside for a ciggy and inspiration, and everyone gets their knickers in a twist? Though outside meant some bushes in Strawberry Fields.”

“Where’s Jules? Can you ask her to come down with the guitar?”, he got pink again.

“You want her or the guitar?”, I joked.

“Um, I want both!”, he got defensive.

“You like my sister?”, I am a special kind of cunt.

“NO. I was wondering where she is…”

“She has become one with the bed, bloody tired from runnin’ after ya. Literally heard ya dragged her to find me, knight in shining armour.”

He blushed again.

“I apologized.”

“I know.”, I let off, “I’ll get the guitar. I hope Mimi isn’t too mad.”

“From what I’ve heard, she is.”

I get my guitar quickly. I’m back to see that Mimi is letting me hang out with Paul.

“I convinced her to let us work.”

“You are still grounded.”, Mimi stated.

“I’m not a kid anymore.”

“Until you’re 21, you are a child, John.”

I sighed. Thank you for looking out for me.

“I have this melody I have to show ya.”, that was the reason he came.

“Great. I have some text and melodies to show ya too.”

“We could combine them. Oh, do you know your sister writes poetry? It’s similar to you. Both of you start with text.”

“Oh… She didn’t tell me.”, I faked being disappointed.

“And she has some mannerisms like you, and she speaks her mind, and she has a good taste in music, her smile is similar and”

He paused for a second laughing.

He knows too much! Distraction, fast, distraction!

“You indeed like her.”, I spouted not thinking. Though this would be so nice if it were true.

“I wanted to say, that that makes you siblings for sure and shows how much time you spend together.”, Paul rolled his eyes, “Do you want me to get with your sister? You think people like your sister are my type?”

“They aren’t…”, I sighed, “I’m joking Macca. You know me.”

“It isn’t a very nice joke.”, he pouted.

“Oh, now jokes have to be nice?”, I asked.

“Yeah.”

“Jokes have to offend somebody otherwise they aren’t funny.”, a nugget of knowledge from John Winston Lennon.

“What’s next? It’s okay because the ends justify the means.”, Paul made a great joke worth a laugh.

We went to my room and sat on my bed discussing the melodies and text… We had a blast.

“You sure we aren’t too loud for Jules?”, he was worried.

“Oh, no… She sleeps like a log.”, I made up some new story on the spot.

He chuckles.

“I know now why you can’t stand each other!”, he thought to himself.

“Why Macca dear?”, I came closer.

He closed in, a hair away from my nose.

“Because you are too similar.”, he turned around, making me jump! God, I was being queer again! Stop!

“Yeah.”

Late night. Meaning Paulie has to go home. 

“I must head out.”, he poshly elaborated.

“I’ll see ya to the door, Mr. McCartney.”

“You know, your aunt has been making eyes at my behaviour because your sister thanked me for a great day.”

“So, I’m not the only one. Mimi is a queen.”

“Mr. Lennon, you drive me crazy.”

“Crazy? I drive you mad huh?”, I played with the word.

Paul rolled his eyes.

“Wanted to say mad with love?”

“Mad with power! God, Paulie, you and your love stuff. And you have to stop setting yourself up for queer jokes.”, I ruffled his hair.

“Thanks Lenny, now I have less ruffling to do.”

“Always at your service, Macca.”

“See ya, Johnny.”

“Goodbye, Paulie.”

I closed the door and was relieved.

“Julia Victoria Lennon, I trust you won’t be going out as John for two weeks?”, Mimi was washing the dishes.

“I promise, Mimi, I’m so glad you exist. How did you know we were coming?”, I went to the kitchen.

“Oh, I was watching every couple of minutes to check if you are near. When I saw you in the distance, I began screaming a bit earlier and repeated the whole sequence in a circle.”

“Auntie, you are very smart and I promise you as your smart niece that I won’t get into this mess again.”

“John is still grounded!”, Mimi was difficult.

“That sucks!”

“Your little friend understands. He respects John and respects me, so he’ll wait out.”, she put down the sponge.

“And my gigs?”

“Go and cancel them.”, she looked me straight into the eyes.

“Not even the gigs?”

“Not even them. Learn your lesson.”

“I’ll help ya around the house, just don’t make it two weeks.”

“Maybe I’ll look over next week's gigs, but this week no.”

“Oh! Great. Good night, Mimi.”, I put the chairs in their places and went upstairs to tidy up my room. I got out of my outfit. Always a nice feeling when I get off of bandages, almost as good as when I get in them. I take off my makeup. I wash and dress fresh. 

And now I’m here writing this down. What did I think of this day? Exactly what I wrote at the beginning plus…

I’m not letting myself make the same mistake ever again.

Rest of Sacrifame

[nova-writing]

𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬

author's note:

hi hi~! my brain has been thinking of Arashi (as it should) and i decided to write something for it. sorry if it wasn’t well written. it’s been a while since I wrote. please enjoy~!

Today was a pretty easy day, for me atleast. I spend most of my days alone and with my personal tasks while my girlfriend Arashi had her usual duties as an idol for Ensemble Square. She sends me cute little updates on her private social media, selfies of her eating with her group, modeling photoshoots she has, or sometimes the shenanigans the Knights do. I lay on the sofa, browsing the tv while petting Nyanko.

“It’s okay Nyanko, your mom should be here soon.” I say to Nyanko as I bury my face in her fluffy belly. She just meows, as if she wanted me to stop and I laugh. 

“Trust me I miss her just as much as you do, she’s my girlfriend too you know.” I say jokingly as I scrunch my face at Nyanko. I hear the door lock, Nyanko and I turn in sync as we know who is waiting for us at the door.

“I’m home my lovelies~!” I hear Arashi say and a smile paints my lips as I hear her chirpy tune. The cat leaps out of the sofa and runs to her, rubbing her head against her leg. Arashi coos at the cat and picks her up. 

“Awe did you miss me that much Nyanko.” Arashi says as cuddles her cat. The cat meowing at her affectionately.

“Don’t forget that I also miss you too.” I say with a pout and she chuckles.

“Of course how could I forget you too. How did your day go?” and she leans down, pecking my cheek and we make our way to the sofa.

“Oh you know the usual, I got us more groceries since we were running low, ran some errands for my job, checked on your updates.” I say.

“Glad to hear that. I would talk about mine but you already know much of my day. Though I will say, I am a bit more exhausted. We had to do extra training in dance due to the new song for Knights.” she says as she dramatically sighed.

“Awe, well if you want we can do skin masks to help you relax. I know it’s your favorite activity to do after a long working day.” I suggest it to her and can feel her mood change.

“Oh I would love that~! Just let me freshen up first and we can do that!” Arashi get’s up and heads to our shared bedroom and I can see her hurry. As she headed to the shower, I decided to also change into my pajamas. I will say before dating Arashi i just wore whatever but then she scolded me for wearing jeans to bed one time and took me shopping for proper sleep wear. Remembering that made me chuckle. I head back to the sofa and scroll on my phone, seeing whatever pops up on my phone.

“Okay I’m done!” Arashi says as she walks out of the bathroom drying her blonde hair and she widens her eyes and I do as well.

“It seems that we are matching tonight.” I say as I look down at my pajamas and back at hers letting out a small laugh. I follow her in the bathroom where I see she has the whole skin care stuff ready.

“Okay here put on this headband” She hands me a silly looking head band and I look into the mirror and play with my face as Arashi chuckles at my antics.

“Ok now I am going to apply the skin mask on you.” She has a spatula ready with the green skin mask and she leans towards my face. I can feel my face heat up as her purple eyes are focused but then she notices the blush.

“Oh you are so cute~!” she chuckles as she applies the skin mask on my face.

“Haha Arashi that tickles!” I close my eyes and feel the coolness of the skin mask on my face.

“There, we are done.” I open my eyes, turn around and look at the mirror with widened eyes.

“Oh wow, I look like an alien” I say getting up close to the mirror inspecting how green the skin mask was.

“Well you look like a cute alien my love.” Arashi says, she turns around and starts applying some of her own. I scroll on my phone humming as we enjoy each other's presence.

“Done~!” She turns around and gives me a bright smile.

“Haha now we look like a couple of dangos! I am green, you’re pink, all we have to do is bring in Nyanko and we are set.” I say. Arashi looked like a light bulb went off her mind and left the bathroom only to come back with Nyanko in her arms.

“Let’s take a picture! We would look so cute!” Arashi took out her phone and we started taking a bunch of selfies, many poses, it was a little hard to keep up but regardless it was fun. Nyanko hopped out of Arashi’s arms to the counter, but she still kept taking pictures.

“Here let’s do this one” Arashi leans in and kisses my cheek as I close my eyes and chuckle. She shows me the selfie and it’s a very cute one. Looking at how cute she is and how much she genuinely loves me. I look at her again and point at her lips.

“Arashi, you have the green mask all over your lips now haha.” Arashi giggles as she uses a wipe to clean her lips.

“It was worth it my dear.” We waited there a while as we continued chatting, and washed our skin masks when it was time.

“Ohh my skin feels so soft, this was fun!” I say. I look at Arashi and hug her, a little taken aback to my affections but then I feel her embrace me. 

“Thank you for indulging in me today my love.” I hear her say softly.

“For you, I’ll do anything. I love you Arashi.” I tippy toe and peck her lips, now my turn making her blush and I laugh.

“Come on, let’s go cuddle on the sofa and watch your favorite movie.” I take her hand with mine, gently squeezing it as we get comfortable for the rest of the night.

[yuncheoligans]

~Beautiful Stranger~

Chapter 2: We Have a Winner

Pairing: Yunho x Reader. (The guys are involved at some point too but not romantically.) NonIdol! AU

Description: A lonely perpetually single grad student working at a museum is approached by a handsome man, he looks expensive. Maybe this is your chance to get swept off your feet. Maybe he wants something else.

Warnings: I don't censor myself so I don't censor the characters, so Language warning. Let me know if I missed anything.

taglist: @legohwa, @hwaightme, @starillusion13

w/c: 1964

~Masterlist~

~Series Masterlist~

a/n: A shorter chapter but I felt it worked well. Don't worry still a lot more to come!

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It’s been about a month since that date. I should really stop thinking about him, he obviously didn’t like it and that’s fine.

“Is it really fine if you cried for 3 days?” Becka looked at me.

“Well I can’t just force the actual man of my dreams to like me back, Woo said he won’t even talk about it…am I really that bad? Wooyoung told me he didn’t want to talk about the date…let alone talk about me.”

“No…oh babes come here. Guys are ugly and stupid, you did nothing wrong he asked you about work and you answered.”

“Speak for yourself” Will said grabbing a drink from the fridge.

“Yeah but maybe I went too in depth with what I do.” I sighed brushing my hair back. “I should just…forget it and move on.”

“You don’t have to. It’s okay to be upset.”

“I know.” I sighed and got up. “I have to go anyway, class project is due and I need studio space to work on it.”

I left putting on the coat he gave me…I forgot I still had it, if I see Wooyoung today I’ll give it back to him. I hopped on the train and put on some music, getting a little lost in thought for a while. A couple sat across from me…great…and of course they had to be as cute as they could, curled up into each other. This is torture. Modern Day Torture. Getting off at my stop I made my way down the familiar path to the school and went to the art space. I look down for one second to change the song and immediately run into someone sending myself falling backwards.

“I’m so sorry!” we both said in unison. I pulled my headphones out.

“I should’ve been looking, I'm so….Yunho?”I looked up to see the very man I was trying to avoid thinking about.

“Y/n.” he looked a bit stunned but helped me up anyways.

“Hi, sorry I um…I should’ve looked up I…Oh” I shrugged off the coat. “I meant to give this back to Wooyoung and I-”

“Keep it.” he waved his hand. “I have plenty and it looks good on you. Do you know which way is the art building?”

“Oh I’m…I’m going that way I can show you.”

We walked together in silence, I could feel myself biting back tears and words. This is actual torture. Thankfully the building was only about 5 minutes from where we were.

“Did I…Did I do something wrong?” I blurt out.

“Huh? No?” He looked at me confused.

“You just…you haven’t said anything and I..Yunho to be honest that was the nicest date I’ve ever been on and I thought you had a good time but if I talked about work and school too much please just let me know because I promise not to do it again if you’d just let me-” he cut me off with a kiss.

“No y/n..you didn’t do anything wrong, I loved hearing about your life. I still love hearing about it. Y/n, you’re all I can think about right now, your smile, your laugh…the way your nose crinkles when you laugh a little too hard. The dress you wore. How you look in my coat…it’s all so new to me that it..it scares me. I don’t normally think about things that aren’t my job and it’s been a long time since I went on a date and even longer since I had fun on one. It just scares me that I already like you so much.” his thumb rubbed over my cheek. 

“DID I JUST SEE WHAT I THINK I SAW!?” The raven haired boy screeched. “YUNHO!”

Here we go again.

“I’d like to take you out for lunch if you’d let me.” Yunho smiled when Wooyoung left the room.

“I don’t know are you actually going to call me this time?” I quipped back at him.

“Only if you give me your number beautiful.” he chuckled.

“Promise you’ll use it?” I chuckled back and wrote it down handing it to him.

“It’ll be with my most expensive pieces.”

“Oh? Art collector even. I’d like to see it some day.”

“I have some pretty great ones up, you’d like them.” he winked.

“Okay you’re gross go away.” Wooyoung came back. “I step away for a minute to get some water and you two are basically fucking-”

“We’re literally flirting you’re so dramatic.” I rolled my eyes.

“Oh are we now?” Yunho joked. “I thought this was a pleasant conversation.”

“You’re the worst one of all, its like you think you’re some kind of pick up artist.” I giggled.

“Oh now it’s not that bad.”

“You’re practically one line away from ‘If I could rearrange the alphabet I’d put U and I together.’ buddy.” I let out a bigger laugh and Wooyoung fell off his chair he let out a laugh. “What’re you working on so late anyways Woo?”

“Oh just trying to paint that one you like so much. The Gaugain. Oil paints are so hard though I don’t know how he did it.”

“Here I can help, I know the medium okay enough.” I got up from my chair, Yunho had gone silent and pulled out his phone. Probably an important email, he said he works in business if I remember correctly. “Yeah what I like is that they blend nicely and don’t loose any pigment saturation when they’re dry, so they look the same, however they take a while to dry, but oil paints also instantly add value because they look professional. They’re also easier to use for beginners.”

“What are you trying to say ma'am?” Wooyoung looked at me like I insulted his little brother.

“You suck.” I shrugged and laughed.

“Yunho get your girlfriend.”

“Hey it was one date!” we both yelled at him.

“Only one? And you’ve been hung up on her for a month? Man y/n you have some serious game.” Wooyoung joked.

“He has not been.” I pushed him

“You haven’t heard him, I live with him.”

“You do not, you all come bother me at my house.” Yunho sighed.

“We have business meetings quite often at yours.” he received a swift punch in the arm. “Ow!”

“Your friends all work with you?” I chuckled. “I know the feeling it’s how I met my roommates.”

“Yeah, we all work together, although Wooyoung is just part-time through grad school.”

“I’d like to meet them sometime Wooyoung.” I nudged him.

“You’ve met San and Yeosang before.”

“Yes but you make it seem like there's others.”

“There are, a whole gang of us practically.” Wooyoung received another punch in the arm. “Stop hitting me!”

“Stop making us sound like criminals!” Yunho laughed at him.

“Okay okay. Geez now I can’t even lift a paintbrush.”

I spent some time trying to figure out what I wanted to make my piece for the end of the year. I wrote a few ideas in the notebook I had but I never seem to like them, I’m always so envious of people who can figure out what they want to do right off the bat, I didn’t even know I wanted to do anything art related until I was in high school, and even then it was last minute.

“What’re you working on?” Yunho peaked over my shoulder.

“I’m trying to figure out what to do for the showcase at the end of the year, we all put in a piece we work on the hardest and the department critiques it and yeah…you get graded on it too but it’s not like…I don’t know they can tell how much effort gets put in and stuff.” I looked up at him and his very close face. “Hi.”

“Hi” he smiled. “Any ideas so far?”

“N-No…not really.”

“I’m sure you’ll think of something great.” he kissed my cheek. “How about that lunch that I owe you then hm?” he stood up and offered his hand

“Oh..sure.” I took it and stood.

“Where are we going?” Wooyoung perked up.

“You’re not invited.” Yunho looked at him. “It’s a date.”

“Lame.” he groaned.

Lunch was more relaxed than our first date at least, it was a cute little local shop that did sandwiches and a few other things, we took our food and went to the park and just, spent some time together. I could get used to looking at this handsome man all the time. We sat there and watched the clouds while he told me a little bit about himself, like where he’s from, how many family members he has, you know the basics, he didn’t specifically say what his job is just that he collects art and deals in business…he says its mostly boring stuff, not that interesting…sounds like he’s secretly a Mobster to me. 

“What are you laughing at?” he smiled.

“You sound like you work for the Mafia.” I smiled. “Hey didn’t I say the second date was on me, why’d you pay for this?”

“I think I owe you that much for ignoring you for a month.”

“Okay fair but seriously..next one is on me.” I nudged him.

“I’ll hold you to it.” he smiled at me.

“Oh shit!” I got up quickly. “I’m going to be late for work, oh crap and my train already left.”

“Let me take you to work” Yunho got up.

“No no it’s fine I’ll…I’ll call them and tell them I’ll be late it’ll be fine. Oh crap I can’t believe I lost track of time.”

“Hey at least we had fun doing it, seriously…let me take you to work.” he smiled and took my hand leading me to that same very expensive very nice car.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m very sure.”

“I can…at least get you in for free today if you’d like. We’re setting up for the new exhibition coming in town soon and…oh man I can’t believe I’m late.”

“It’ll be okay, maybe I’ll take you up on that offer someday.”

“Anytime you want seriously.”

He dropped me off and I made it just in time…for Liz to see me getting out of his car.

“y/n!? Is that you?!” she called out.

“Oh god. Okay see you later, don’t worry just…trust me you aren’t ready to meet my roommate.” I nodded.

“I’ll text you.” he smiled and looked at me.

“Yeah I’ll text back.” I smiled gently at him. He is really cute.

He drove off and of course here I am getting interrogated by my best friend at the desk while trying to do work. Oh god this is going to be a long day, she’s probably told Becka already and now I’m screwed when I go home, they’re going to be up all night asking me questions. 

“Ladies, I hope you remember the Gala is coming up soon, company should be sending out invites this week.” Our boss Marcus looked at us.

“Can we bring a plus one again?” Liz looked up. “Will loves coming to them.”

“It’ll say on the invite but I believe partners are allowed, however if you’d like to work instead it is double pay that day.” he smiled at me.

“Well I-I might bring someone this time, I don’t know….he likes art.” I shrugged. 

Who am I kidding I can’t invite him we’ve been on a date and a half, I’m just So SICK of everyone flaunting their relationships and not working couples events and ugh I just, I want to show that I’m not some lonely hag they think I am! I have a cute guy I’m talking to it’s not like I’m completely hopeless! I’m amazing ok!

I’ll ask him….eventually….maybe….someday.

Prev/Next

[quodekash]

AIUTAMI MY BOYS AKK AND AYE ARE BACK ON MY SCREEN TONIGHT AND IM ALREADY CRYING JUST THINKING ABOUT IT I AM NOT OKAY

as per usual im so sorry for the mess that this will be but more so than usual bc it will almost certainly be entirely keysmashes and 'I LOVE THEM SO MUCH' and that's about it

good luck my friends

HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP AIUTAMI AIUTAMI AIUTAMI AIUTAMI IT'S STARTING HELP SEND HELP PLEASE AIUTAMI PER FAVORE

the intro is playing and im literally shaking how the hell am i gonna make it through this episode alive

MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY

MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY

WHY

WHY ARE YOU THERE

WHY THAT CLIFF

IM SO CONCERNED

they seriously just look like theyre filming the music video for a country song or smth

NO

WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT

IM GETTING FLASHBACKS

AND NOT THE GOOD KIND OF FLASHBACKS

WHAT PROMISE

WHAT HAPPENED

WHAT HAVE WE MISSED

I KNOW THESE QUESTIONS WILL PROBABLY BE ANSWERED SHORTLY BUT I NEED TO KNOW

GKJRFDBGKHF AND AYE IMMEDIATELY GOING IN TO KISS HIM AND AKK GRINNING AND SWERVING- THAT'S SO THEM I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

why the hell are they wearing cowboy hats tho

sorry, i cant stop thinking about it

was this a previously made agreement? or did they just soulmate so hard they both happened to wear cowboy hats

SWIFT CHEEK KISS GHREBGJHREBHDG

AAAAAAAAAA

I WANT TO SCREAM (/pos) BUT I NEED TO BE QUIET BC ITS FREAKING MIDNIGHT AND PEOPLE ARE SLEEPING

BUT I DESPERATELY NEED TO SCREAM GREHIJGDBREJBDG

HEEEEERE IT IS, OKAY

the order of the clips in the trailer threw me off

i understand the cowboy hats now

it was akk's dream cowboy land

anyway HOLY HELL IM NOT OKAY

loser, dreaming about kissing his literal boyfriend

shORTSTOP AND BIGFOOT, THE NICKNAMES RETURN GJRKEBGKHRBDGF

yes i saw the nicknames used in the trailer. no that will not make my reaction to hearing them in the actual episode any smaller because these nicknames mean more to me than all of my toes. and toes are important.

i freaking love these two so freaking much

he looks so happy when he says this

akk, is there something you need to tell us?

have you always secretly wanted to be a cowboy?

"but our story wont end like that" SOMEONE PINCH ME, HOW ARE THEY REAL

"ive prepared breakfast for you but today is your turn to wash the dishes" theyre literally husbands. thats- theyre married.

also what do you mean wash the dishes, youre in a tent

where are you guys

what are you doing

answer my questions

(theyre gonna answer my questions in like three seconds cos theyre about to leave the tent, its not like theyre gonna stay in the tent the whole episode, but STILL)

"what?" "im just feeling good to be the first person to see you wake up" crying sobbing throwing up i hate them they make me sick HOW ARE THEY SO PERFECT THEY ARE PERFECTION I LOVE THEM SO MUCH WHAT THE HELL

he looks so happy when he says this

akk, is there something you need to tell us?

have you always secretly wanted to be a cowboy?

"but our story wont end like that" SOMEONE PINCH ME, HOW ARE THEY REAL

"ive prepared breakfast for you but today is your turn to wash the dishes" theyre literally husbands. thats- theyre married.

also what do you mean wash the dishes, youre in a tent

where are you guys

what are you doing

answer my questions

(theyre gonna answer my questions in like three seconds cos theyre about to leave the tent, its not like theyre gonna stay in the tent the whole episode, but STILL)

"what?" "im just feeling good to be the first person to see you wake up" crying sobbing throwing up i hate them they make me sick HOW ARE THEY SO PERFECT THEY ARE PERFECTION I LOVE THEM SO MUCH WHAT THE HELL

hearing akk's voice say "my boyfriend, aye" threw me off i nearly died, thats the first time hes said the words "my boyfriend aye" and its such a simple phrase why does that bring me so much joy

ME TOO, MAN, ME TOO

OH MY GOSH

ITS SO STEREOTYPICAL

I SAW IT COMING

I KNEW HE WAS GONNA SAY IT

AND YET IT STILL KILLED ME

aye doesn't remember akk's birthday but im 90% certain hes remembered and has a surprise for akk or smth so hes just pretending to forget to throw akk off the scent

im pretty sure ive seen this trope happen a lot

i hope it doesnt make akk mad tho, i dont wanna see him mad at aye

oh nooooooeee, akk is angryyy

sponsorship time

theyre so cute

the epitome of narak

AAAAWWWWWWWWW

its the way he looks at aye as though he cant believe hes real and he's really there and he's really his

and yeah, fair

IM FALLING APART HOW ARE THEY SO FREAKING CUTE AND PERFECT AND WONDERFUL AND AMAZING

oh lmao im only 10 minutes into the episode and ive been watching for over half an hour

their communication. it's so healthy. i freaking love them so much. nueakluen, take notes please (specifically them for most of the series, theyre fine in the last episode and in os2 but still)

WAT

MY BOY

MY COMFORTIEST COMFORT CHARACTER

THEYRE ALL MY COMFORT CHARACTERS BUT WAT IS JUST INCREDIBLE

I LOVE HIM

side note, they didnt do seanmaithee last week (still mad about that) but i swear if they do watsani instead of watnamo im gonna be so freaking mad. let pawin's characters be happy and gay, please.

MY BOYSSSS

i love thuakan so much

theyre so happiness

this entire series is happiness

i love the eclipse so much

it is happiness very very very happiness

YES

shoot i just yelled 'yes' out loud

hopefully i didnt wake anyone up

anyway NAMO HELLO HEY HELLO ILY

"i dont recall asking you to join" "you didnt. i invited myself." first of all: iconic. second: i love him. third: how did you not expect him to be there, he's namo. he finds his way everywhere. he knows everything. the entire series you can always see him lurking in the background, listening to conversations. he sees and knows all. i could go on for hours about namo knowing anything and everything. i wont, because i need to write that seanmaitee essay first. but maybe one day ill do that.

anyway, watching the episode

ive got it now

thats why they wear the ridiculous clothes and masks

its another dream of akk's, right?

i genuinely cant wait, its gonna be amazing

it better freaking win

if wat doesnt win im suing someone. idk who but itll be someone

omg

THIS IS AMAZING

GBHREJDDF THUAKANTHUAKANTHUAKANTHUAKANTHUAKAN

BROOOOOOO CATCHING HIM????

THEYRE SO SWEET

ARE THEY ABOUT TO KISS

PLS KISS

NAMOOOOO NOOOO WHYYYYY

my boy why do you look angry

you made that up in your head

that was all you

HELL YEAH, HAPPY PLATONIC VIBES FROM WAT AND SANI

SHES SO SUPPORTIVE AND NICE AND GHREBGHJR I LOVE SANI SO MUCH

AND I LOVE WAT SO MUCH

AND IM SO GLAD THEYRE PLATONIC VIBES

AND THEN NAMO APPEARS??????

GJEHRKDBFG PLS

NO

THIS IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I WAS HOPING FOR

and wat looks so confused, i love him

HOW WOULD YOU KNOW THAT UNLESS YOUVE BEEN USING THE SAME DATING APP

okay but... does it HAVE to be a girl??

pls

they cant just give a boyfriend to the one character of maithee's that i didnt ship with anyone and then crush my dreams for the other two

HANG ON WAIT NO STOP WAIT STOP

okay they both referred to it as a beautiful friendship

pls keep it that way

i love beautiful friendships

yes finally

an explanation of these scenes from the os2 trailer

and i love it so much

this episode is incredible

"you know full well that i cant resist those sparkling eyes of yours" SOBBING I LOVE THIS

NONE OF US CAN RESIST AKK'S BEAUTIFUL EYES

AND THE WAY HE DELIVERS THE LINE

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS PERFECTION

side note, altho i would like watnamo i dont really mind if they get together or not, but i do mind if wat and sani get together, pls dont do that, BUT ive been noticing a lot of mention of this mork guy, and sani said that they'll get along great and stuff and have a lot of similar interests. sooo perhaps... ??

HELL YEAH THEY NEED TO RESHOOT SOME SCENES. THIS SUCKS FOR THEM BUT ITS GREAT FOR US BECAUSE HAPPINESS

omg aye and thua on a team together, im getting flashbacks

and the good kind this time e

shoot i ran out of image spac hang on ill make a part two (im so sorry this series means too much to me)

[thatlovinfeelin]

Nicole's 1K Blurb Celebration!!!

To celebrate 1K I've decided to host a blurb night/weekend starting Friday night (the 21st) and running until Sunday (23rd)!!! To participate send in a prompt from the list below (Copied from a previous reblog don't hate me pls) and you want the blurb to be about and enjoy the party! You can also send in for the OC's I've created too, if you want to see more into their relationships.

I also want to take a second to thank each and every one of you for joining in my chaotic blog. I'm so thankful for each and every one of you and I never really know how to express my love for you all. SO MWAAAH KISSES FOR YOU ALL.

• fluff

“you look better in my clothes than i do.”

“i believe you.”

“is that my shirt?”

“can i play with your hair?”

“you can tell me anything.”

“isn’t the view beautiful?”

“my mother adores you.”

“they’re not you.”

“if you cry, i’ll cry ─ and that won’t be fun for anyone.”

“did you just kiss me?”

“i’ve dreamt about this.”

“is that a drawing of me?”

“i didn’t mean to say that but yeah, i love you.”

“of course i will.”

“wow, you’re photogenic.”

“i thought you'd never ask.”

“quick, kiss me!”

“you cancelled plans for me?”

“i’ve never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time.”

“that is not what the instructions say.”

“you remembered?”

“stop looking at me like that!”

“has anyone told you that your eyes sparkle in the moonlight?”

“how mad would you be if i kissed you?”

“you’re hugging me too tight!”

“my lipgloss is all over your lips.”

“that’s the first time i’ve ever seen you smile.”

“you’re lucky you’re hot.”

“i didn’t know you could sing.”

“you weren’t supposed to hear that!”

“shut up before i kiss you.”

“you give me butterflies.”

“i can’t think around you.”

“i just wanted to make you laugh.”

“kiss me better.”

“why’d you stop?”

“you wrote me a song?”

“i’m not scared but if you are, you can hold my hand.”

“you ramble and it’s adorable.”

“are you blushing?”

“did i say that out loud?”

“hey, only i can call them that!”

“have you ever thought about how much worse our lives would be without each other?”

“i meant it when i said for better or for worse.”

“that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”

“nothing else matters except for you.”

“we could run away.”

“the world could be on fire and i’d still be happy as long as i'm with you.”

“they’re such an idiot. my idiot but still.”

“this isn’t adrenaline, i want to spend my life with you.”

• angst

“do you love them?”

“you’re not sorry.”

“how did you find out?”

“don’t lie to me.”

“am i not important to you anymore?”

“i didn’t realise i was such an inconvenience.”

“do you think about them when you look at me?”

“how many times am i supposed to forgive you?”

“don’t raise your fucking voice at me.”

“i trusted you.”

“are you ashamed of me?”

“it was open and i read it.”

“i can’t deal with you right now.”

“did you ever really love me?”

“i see the way you look at them.”

“if you can’t live without me, then die.”

“i don’t believe you.”

“all you had to do was stay.”

“i knew you were too good to be true.”

“i don't need help and i don’t need you either.”

“some things aren’t meant to be.”

“all my friends told me you’d break my heart.”

“we can’t afford to do this anymore.”

“you deserve better.”

“it’s not safe.”

“i wish i’d never met you.”

“i can’t look at you.”

“get out.”

“was it worth it?”

“how could you let them say that about me?”

“there’s just no pleasing you, is there?”

“why don’t you give a shit?”

“how many times are you going to look me in the eye and lie to me?”

“i can’t do this if you don't trust me.”

“find someone else then.”

“don’t touch me!”

“they were there. you weren’t.”

“i don’t want to spend another second with you!”

“is your image really more important than us?”

“you win.”

“this isn’t what i wanted to happen.”

“i’d take our relationship back in a heartbeat.”

“you two deserve each other.”

“can’t you listen for one second?”

“you’ll be happier without me.”

“if you loved me, you wouldn’t have done it.”

“don’t you try to explain yourself!”

“you can’t take back what you said.”

“i don’t see the same person i loved when i look at you anymore.”

“why didn’t you fight for us?”

[skylarmoon71]

Savitar (Flash) : Fanfiction - Chapter 8

Savitar has been through a lot. 

There was a point in life where he really thought nothing would catch him off guard.

Yet, today proved to be the exception.

That should be me, holding your hand

That should be me, making you laugh (yeah)

That should be me, this is so sad

THAT SHOULD BE ME!!

See, the problem wasn’t necessarily the singing.

If it could even be called that.

He’d heard goats make a better harmony.

THAT SHOULD BE ME!!

That should be me, feeling your kiss (feeling your kiss)

That should be me, buying you gifts (buying you gifts)

This is so wrong

I can't go on (I can't go on)

'TILL YOU BELIEVE!!

He grimaced. 

The longer the song went on the more he wanted to just self impale himself. He stayed a safe distance away, casually walking over to your bluetooth speaker as he switched it off. His deadpan expression turned to you and you smiled awkwardly, putting down the metal spoon in your hand.

“If you wanted to kill me there are easier ways to do it.”

You giggle.

“Come on, it wasn't that bad right?”

He didn’t respond.

“Right!?!”

“Don’t quit your day job.” 

You frowned, raising the spoon again as you began singing again.

“Please end me now.”

This was apparently the price you had to pay when you were a villain.

~~

“Well today was fun.”

“For one of us.” He grumbled.

You just smiled, keeping your eyes on the road.

“I only have a few days of my little vacation left so lets make the most of it. I wanted to visit a distant cousin here in Portland.”

“As long as his singing is better than yours I’m fine with it.”

He really wasn’t going to let that go.

“Anyway, try to be more social. He’s a detective so if you act weird he’ll do a deep dive. We don’t want that.”

“Are all your family members in law enforcement?”

“Well I am an officer, so yeah. It’s in the gene.” You wiggle your eyebrows.

He realized then that there wasn’t much that he knew about you personally. The years you both knew each other, he was always fixated on Iris. Although the both of you were close, there was a lot he didn’t know. Until now he didn’t even know that you couldn’t sing. He supposed there were sides about yourself that you hid because of how you felt. Watching the person you love chase someone else was painful. 

Yet you’d done it for years with no complaint.

“So you’re starting to feel that hero tingle coming on, is my master plan working?” Your eyes glanced at Savitar who appeared lost in thought.

“You okay over there?”

“I’m fine.”

He doesn’t sound fine, but you know better than to pry.

“I’ll just trust that you’re telling the truth.” 

You know it annoys him when you do that.

“I've got to stop by a shop close by. They have some of the herbs that might actually help you enjoy our little cross country trip.”

“Are we doing drugs now?”

“Ha ha, your humor never ceases to amaze me.”

Sarcastic Savitar is better than nothing.

It takes you both a few minutes to grab what you need and head back down the road. Nick has changed houses twice now, so the one you’ll be visiting is brand new to you. The second you’re at the door you're bouncing on your feet. You hear shuffling on the other side, and when the door opens you have to keep yourself from tackling him.

“(Y/N)!”

It’s clear your surprise worked.

“Hey Nick.”

He pulls you into a hug and you accept happily. Savitar’s hands are deep within his pockets. Nick pulls away.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here. It’s been two years?”

You laugh.

“Just about. I’m showing my friend the sights. We’re on a short vacation.”

Nick's eyes shift to Savitar. You know he observes the scar, but he says nothing.

“Nice to meet you.” Nick says, holding out his hand. Savitar doesn’t respond, and you smack his arm. He sends you a frown.

“He’s shy.”

Nick doesn’t fully buy it, his eyes stay focused on Savitar.

“Well come in. I have some company over, I hope that’s okay.”

“Of course! The more the merrier.” You practically skip inside. Nick steps aside, eyes narrowing at Savitar.

“I never got a name.” Nick states.

“I didn’t give one.”

He just walks past him and Nick clenches his jaw.

Another great gathering it appears. 

[whydousernamesevenexist]

I was scrolling your blog to see whether you posted anything (why i check when you've already answered all my asks is beyond me but i always do) AND OMG i'm going to cry THATS SO SWEET AAAH tyy <3

"Studying is doubting your potential anyway" right so where can i hang that quote? New life motto thats going in the yearbook.

Ooo nice hot chocolate, sounds cozy! And rain!! What do you have to study?

I had training this morning (i do ballroom dancing but like more or less casually, no competitions or anything)(also i just scrolled through the countdown anon tag for half an hour bc i couldnt remember whether you know that about me yet, but i've decided you get to know now lmao) (also its interesting to see who interacts with the posts of you answering my asks)

Anyway i had dance training in the morning, and then i got home and finally got something done for that group project, and i had a ball from dance in the evening. I help out in beginner courses and it was a "end of course" ball, and the training is for extra performance dances that I do with a group during breaks, which i did today. I'm pretty tired you'd think i'd be sleeping by now but no.

Also i found out a friend of mine is pregnant!! I got to find out before most of the others bc they're being told by her husband next week, it's so cool. (I wasn't expecting it so i just stood there like 😱🙆🏻 😭, and that's on me and reactions) (this makes me seem old that i have friends who are pregnant get me out of here they're at least 5 years older i'm not sure actually dw i'm not that old🧍🏻‍♂️i'm only a year older than you 😔 before someone thinks i'm a weird creep for interacting with you 🧍🏻‍♂️) (this is getting way too long again but like i have this gag about being very vague about my age on my blog (is it a gag if its funny for exclusively me probably) but you (and your 1.5k followers) get to know bc you don't know much else i don't want to come off as weird 😔)

I have no idea how i always manage to get my asks to be this long, also i will never get over how i can't send pictures in anon asks.

I think this is one of my longest "letters" yet.

-Luan

<333 no problemmm you are really nice OuO

Lol that quote is not mine at all, I've seen it multiple times on tiktok :)

I'm writing a biology exam on Wednesday and Geography exam on Thursday. I don't know anything about either of them, but I will cook something probably :>

Omg ballroom dancing??? That's so cool, love that for you!

Also thanks for telling me your age <333

Lmao that's wild, I have like one friend who's an adult, so if any of my friends told me they're pregnant, I'd probably freak out lol

Good luck to her and her husband, though!

I love receiving your long letters! And yeah, it sucks :( @staff we want to be able to send pictures on anon please!!!

Sorry for not replying earlier, today school was really long :(

But my day was fine. We had PE and our teacher forced us to do some workout, so… just waiting until my whole body starts to hurt… and then we had two hours of Music, so we practiced some Christmas songs that we will be playing next week in a home for the disabled, and then the week after in our school gym for everyone to hear. Naturally, I, as someone who has played the recorder for about 11 years, am very proud of my skills (I'm not good actually, I just can read notes pretty well), so the teacher immediately roped me into participating in both of these events :')

But I will survive I guess

[alyosiuscreightonward]

Since we met, I consider that you are drowning in “What The Actual Fuck?!?!”

It’s obvious that we have had our share of problems in our lives and with other people.

It could have been something so fucking stupid that ruined everything. Also it may have started out as a single cell like an amoeba and now it’s Mount Everest.

The issues are real and they are also imagined. You found them in bed. I found pictures. I didn’t react. I let it slide. You did react. Rightly so.

I saw the pictures, I knew that he was cheating. Then he said that he was giving me permission to go out and cheat on him. I did. In retrospect, it wasn’t anything. I felt nothing.

Someone said, in the middle of an acting class, “Morales!! Feel the wind!! Feel the cold!!” Morales said that she made an effort to see if she could get there. Everyone else felt the whoosh, the sensation of going downhill. Everyone was there. She said that she tried really hard to find the cold, the wind etc, as she imagined she was going downhill on a toboggan, even skiing. Then after a few minutes, she told Mr. Carpman, “I feel nothing.” He replied, “Morales, I think you should transfer to another high school.” Morales snapped back, “It’s probably genetic, we don’t have bobsleds in San Juan.”

I’m sure you’ve been there as I have.

Yet you and I can easily recall winter. We can remember when we didn’t have A/C in the car in July/August.

In a song by Meatloaf, he says, “She used her body just like a bandage. She used my body just like a wound.” Today, we have the memory of the bandage being ripped off and the pain. Child. Please. For me, it has always been the punch in the face you can’t take back.

Now, it’s definitely different from what happened. We’ve grown. We can protect ourselves. We can be vulnerable too. Yet we push back and walk away without feeling.

I’m here. You’re there.

We act differently in front of people. We put on a show.

In the privacy of the bathroom, as we fall asleep, we have a different perspective on our lives.

I’m sure you fight with yourself when I write on my blog.

Compartmentalizing each and every emotion. Then the sunlight catches your eyes.

Why is this happening? Why me? This is so beyond fucked up!!! Jesus help me!!! He’s so different from anyone that has crossed my path. Fuck!!

Charles doesn’t want sex or anything sexual. I flirt with him by showing off and letting see a my belly button or by bending over. He’s like yeah, whatever dude. He knows how to keep his distance from me and he knows how to make me feel safe. The other motherfuckers…

I may get irritated by his shenanigans but he then gets it together and works with me to get it done. Yet my feelings are mine. One day, I may have the courage to say something but not right now because it’s repulsive.

Two men. 🤮🤮

But Charles loves me. All the dents, dings and the things that can’t be fixed. Why? Sincerely why me?!?!

There’s conflict. The version that I know is it’s supposed to be your body, my choice. I have one way, color within the lines and it’s that simple. Why did you choose to color or even paint the grass blue and the sky green? What kind of madness is it when I hear swans don’t like water and eagles can’t fly?!?! I call BULLSHIT. Fucking bullshit.

Charles doesn’t have a clue. He’s a whack job. He doesn’t know how I felt when I hugged him. He doesn’t even know how I felt after I spoke to 5-0.

“Caleb, he can find a cum dumpster. Just another bleeding axe wound. Though will she ever know how hard it is to love a man? Look. I know shit.”

He constantly blows my mind. He knows that I am a man. He knows that I’m a staunch believer in one man and one woman. The very idea of Adam and Steve is gross 🤢 and still he wants me?!?!

He says it’s his boundaries that keeps him away from me. But when I say something concerning work, he’s there to support me and help me, but he doesn’t want anything.

That guy is beyond.

Charles then sends me links to his blog and he says shit and I don’t know what to say or think.

This is so fucked up. I remember when he said something about the demolition man. I’m sure he wants this to work. I just don’t know how to accept it or how I feel about this situation.

FUCK!!!

He says that this is my fault because apparently I gave him something that he never had before.

FUCK!!!

The other night as we going out separate ways, he said that that was the first meal he had eaten since he had made the mistake to call me fat. I can’t believe or imagine how he could do that? That’s so fucked up.

God. I look to you for guidance. Why does he have the need to tell me that he loves me?

FUCK!!!

[celtfather]

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Celtic Pittsburgh hasn't been doing much the past few months though we do have plans in the works for an event in October. Meanwhile, the renaissance festival season for my family and I started when we attended the Great Lakes Medieval faire the weekend of July 27 and 28. It was a great weekend, and we needed time away from the daily routine. With life so busy for everyone we hardly see friends anymore, and this was a chance to see many of them. We were happy to find that our friend Captain John Stout, aka Richard Brentar, has returned to Great Lakes after having been absent for a few years. I'm not sure what I enjoy more, his music or his stories, he always has lots of great stories to tell.

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[stayxlix]

helloooo!!🩵 how are you?? I've taken some rest (and yes, I did reread otde...) but I wanted to thank you for even reacting to the playlist! I'm so glad I got to share it with you and introduce you to some new artists! I still listen to yours and I agree with you saying that both yours and mine give off the same vibe! They definitely do and i honestly love that sm! 💗 since I reread the story I got a ton of motivation ( and an amazing mood, god i love this story so much omfg) so be prepared for the moodboard AND the playlist bc my mind's just full of ideas rn also, thank you so much for giving me such nice replies, it feels like you really read all of my rants and it just makes me so happy ajwhehhehe i always get so so so excited and overall happy when you reply😭🩵buuut I got share something with you🤭

So I've been thinking what types of love/ tropes could fit with Felix and aside from best friends 2 lovers and enemies 2 lovers, I think the type of love where both love each other so much that it slowly eats away at them is so fitting! Like the type where they are always together, doing everything together to the point where they don't even know anything beyond each other — they know it's slowly ruining them but they don't care as long as they are together, and they always put each other before anyone else which kind of ends up with the losing a few friends/aqquantiences but they still just really don't care because, you know, the still have each other. the kind where they love each other with their own bones, know everything about the other by heart. Lets say, the type of love where it slowly ruins them, without them even knowing. I feel like this fits Felix so much,bc he's so nice and sweet that before you could even begin to notice that what you two have may be a bit unhealthy, you'd just simply be to deep and wouldn't be able to imagine a life without him. like soulmates / twin flames but a bit twisted 🤔 why I'm saying this is, because i think that mc and felix in otde are so tied together that in some future, this could potentially fit them (not neccessarily perfectly but it's there, you know what I mean?) , since they're going through the hardest times together, but also bc I feel like you might like this trope! Unfortunately, I haven't seen anyone write for Felix (which makes me a bit mad so I might as well do it myself)

But that's all for today's rant! Hopefully it wasn't too long🫠 as always stay safe and take care, love you sm! 🩵💗

welcome back my🩵🩵 i’ve been wondering how the rest of your week has been!! i’m glad you got to rest (and do a little reading🤭) i’ve been pretty good, but im so ready for the weekend lol.🫠

omg no need to thank me for reacting to the playlist, to be honest i’ve already come back to it multiple times since you sent it my way💕 it makes me so happy to hear that you feel motivated just from re-reading the story because i feel the same about your playlist, having all of these new songs to write to has certainly helped me get a good start on chapter 5.🤭 and i hope you know how excited it makes me to hear that you're planning to make the moodboard too?!?! if it comes from you then i already know it’ll be a masterpiece, and now i have even more motivation to look forward in the future!! you’re spoiling me🩵🥹 i love your “rants” (every single word!!) please never stop sending them, they are so special to me and put the biggest smile on my face no matter what time of day it is or wherever i am when i read them :) i dont think ill ever be able to express how much i appreciate them but ill continue to do my best to try💕

oohh something to share you say….🤭

“I think the type of love where both love each other so much that it slowly eats away at them is so fitting!” 

AND I THINK YOU’RE ONTO SOMETHING HERE. i completely, totally, one HUNDRED percent agree with you. this is SO Felix i can’t even put into words how much i enjoyed reading this because YES. just yes. like the type of love where its totally harmless at first, right? there’s this unexplainable connection between them that neither of them can ignore...even from the first time they see each other. and then they start spending more and more time together because they just can’t help it. and soon they're all each other can think about, and they’re not even trying to do things like push others away but they continue to let it happen, because they’re just so intoxicated with each other you know???? (omg i could go on forever) and i think felix is the perfect person for this trope because like you said, he’s so sweet and i can see him getting completely wrapped up in his partner because of how much he seems to genuinely care for those around him (and i mean vice versa, who wouldn’t get tunnel vision for felix????) the idea of soul mates and twin flames is great and all, don’t get me wrong, but take something that’s supposed to be innocent and make it a little twisted?? that is RIGHT up my alley. and i think it perfectly suits our main duo in otde because they're already feeling that pull toward each other and it's only natural that their bond will grow even stronger because of what they're currently going through/will go through together in the future....🫢

so in conclusion..you are a a genius🩵🩵my mind is already buzzing with inspiration from reading this🤭 and it makes me want to pick your brain even further to find out what other brilliant ideas you have hiding in there lol. okay okay im cutting myself off here (i am so very sorry for how embarrassingly long this😂) thank you so much once again for the inspiration💕🤗 i hope you have a wonderful weekend, it always makes my day to see the little blue hearts in my inbox, ily so very much🩵🩵

[cades-outsider]

Robby Keene X Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: Smut!

You got me Hypnotized

You pace back and forth around your room nervously, you were finally going to meet your boyfriend Robby's dad; Johnny. Nervous didn't began to express how you felt, this was a huge thing for Robby and so it was to you too. You knew Robby and his dads past and you really wanted to make a good impression on Johnny.

Robby was laying on your bed, resting his back against the headboard while he tried to calm your nerves down. "Babe, he's going to love you. There's nothing to worry about" he said lovingly.

You stoped pacing around for a moment, his positive thoughts and words starting to get to you. Soon you began pacing again, now speaking your thoughts "but what if he doesn't like me? What do I wear? What do I say?" You started overthinking, this was such a big part of Robby's life and you didn't want to screw it up.

"Baby, calm down" Robby says getting up and walking over to you in comfort.

He lifts your chin up with his ring covered fingers bringing you to look into his striking eyes, "he's going to love you... and if he doesn't I'll personally karate chop him" He laughs, his smile lighting up your mood as his apparent dimples show through.

You sigh defeated as a laugh slips past your plump lips, this causing Robby to glance down at your lips while wrapping his arm around your waist.

"I guess you're right" You hum, moving to lay your head on his chest; hearing his soft heart beat while you do so.

"I'm always right" He jokes, causing you to laugh against his shirt covered chest.

He places his hand against your head, gently rubbing his fingers through your soft locks, causing you to sigh in comfort as your eyes start to get heavy.

"And don't worry about what to wear, i'll help you pick something out okay?" He agrees as you softly nod still resting your head against his chest, he begins to sway you both back and forth humming a gentle song.

"As far as I know we'll just be going out to diner, so everything will be fine" Robby comforts as you lift your head from his chest looking up at him, a sly smirk forms across his lips almost as if he had something planned for today.

"What's that smirk for?" You ask suspiciously, causing Robby to look at you.

"No reason" He replies as a mischievous look flows through his eyes.

You hum suspiciously but nonetheless you back down, thinking nothing of it as you get out of Robby's grasp. "So are you going to help me pick out an outfit for tonight or what?" You playfully tease as Robby continues to smirk.

"Alright, what are your first top options?" He questions crossing his arms as you rush over to your closet opening the double doors.

"We have this pair of pants with this top, this dress, or this jacket" You say picking out your top two favorite options.

Robby looks at them for a second before something catches his eyes in your closet, he smirks before walking over to it and placing it on your bed "this is the one" He smiles, obviously hiding something.

He walks into the bathroom to allow your privacy with changing while you look down at the outfit he had picked for you. It was a black pencil skirt and a white tank top with a sheer covering as the cover up.

You tilt your head, impressed with his picking as you began to get changed, you speak up letting Robby know he could come out.

He opens the door and leans on the frame, "well you look beautiful" He compliments causing your cheeks to heat up the shade of scarlet.

You shyly smile as Robby walks over, already dressed in his outfit when he got here. "Come on beautiful, let's go" He takes your hand, letting you slip on your shoes before grabbing your keys and leading you both out to your car.

A few moments you arrive at your designated destination, it was a beautiful Italian restaurant a little outside of reseda. Robby walks over to your door and leads you over to the front entrance telling the young lady that you had a reservation with Lawrence.

They escorted you to your table and placed a couple menus in designated seats, a few seconds later Johnny walked in with a kind smile and nervous fidgets as he was placed at your table.

You offered him a kind smile as the waitress placed your drinks on the table "so I'm assuming you're the famous Y/n?" Johnny kindly asks as you lend him a eye catching smile.

"Yes, i am. It's so nice to finally meet you Mr. Lawrence" You kindly say as Robby sends you a reassuring smile.

"The pleasure is all mine Y/n, and please call me Johnny. I'm not that old" He jokes with a chuckle causing you and Robby to let out a little laugh yourselves.

About half an hour rolled around of just endless amount of talking, eating, and just having fun. Soon you feel a warm hand against your thigh, the cold metal of Robby's rings causing you to gasp. Catching Johnny's attention "are you okay Y/n?" He questions obviously worried for his future daughter in law.

You quickly get ahold of yourself "O-oh yeah! I just have a slight cold is all, I'm okay" You smile reassuringly as you glance at Robby, that same mischievous smirk on his lips.

Johnny nods his head understandingly as he goes back to eating and starting up a conversation with Robby. Soon Robby's hand got to the edge of your underwear, causing you to suck in a breath as you took a bite of your food to cover the slip up.

You turned to look at Robby to see him calmly caring on a conversation with his dad while he was fixing to finger fuck you under the table.

You started to get oddly aroused by the fact that you could get caught in this position, causing you to become very soaked the more you thought about.

Soon you feel Robby's two fingers slip inside of you, not even giving you time to think as you lounged back in the chair, he was being very discrete with manipulating the sounds causing your eyes to slightly roll back at his skilled fingers.

As observant as Johnny can be sometimes he didn't suspect anything not once, the situation was making you very touch aroused and almost on the edge of cumming with the burning knot in the pit of your stomach.

  Soon you felt the tip of his ring hit your insides as his finger brushed against your g-spot causing your body to jerk slightly against his hand though you kept your noises at bay.

  Luckily Robby felt the jerk from his hands as he kept Johnny's attention on him, "so Y/n, are you interested in any martial arts per say... karate?" He asks slyly as his attention turns to you.

You quickly compose yourself "yes actually, I have. Sometimes Robby will teach me certain things and it makes me want to start learning" You smile, slowly grinding your hips against Robby's fingers also getting Johnny's attention to turn back to Robby's.

"Oh? Is that so Robby?" Johnny asks impressed as Robby's fingers increase in speed, hitting your g-spot right on a couple times causing you to slip up a moan quickly turning it into a groan of pain as you fake bitting your tongue.

Johnny thought nothing of it as he continue to spark up conversations between you two, soon your high was bulging through so you tap Robby's thigh as a sign letting him know which only makes him go harder, also adding a third finger causing you to cum on his fingers with a slight whimper under your breath, only Robby could hear causing him to let out a satisfied smirk.

Johnny soon turns too grab a waiters attention for the bill and while he does that Robby slips his hand from underneath your skirt and starts sucking on them with a moan at the taste pretending it was from the food when Johnny turned back around. Your jaw almost dropped to the floor when he did that, also sending a sly smirk your way.

Johnny quickly pays the bill for you and leads you outside to where your cars sit, "It was lovely meeting you Y/n, I'm glad my son has finally found the one" He smiles kindly giving you a loving father hug as he does to Robby.

"Thank you Johnny, it was amazing meeting you as well!" You smile kindly as he gets in his firebird.

You and Robby rush back to your car, you slip inside the passengers side putting your hands over your face "I cannot believe you just did that Robby" You start laughing as you try to calm your racing heart down.

  Robby lets out a chuckle as he begins to drive back to yours, arriving in only five minutes. You both soon enter in your house, your parents being gone with the LaRussos due to work.

  You and Robby walk upstairs, you flip on your bed as Robby does the same, pressing his lips against yours in a lustful kiss until his phone starts ringing. Pulling away from the kiss with a groan Robby looks at the caller ID to see it was Johnny.

  "Hey dad" Robby mumbled slightly as they start their conversation.

  Soon a mischievous thought pops into your head as a revenge plan to get Robby back from fingering you whilst at the same dinner table as Johnny.

  Robby had walked over to your desk to sit in your office chair, spinning around while he and Johnny continue on talking, smirking slightly you get off of your bed and walk over to Robby, once he spins to where he can see you, you put your hands on the arm rest and stop the chair.

  Robby looks at you confused as you slowly get onto your knees, his eyes widening when he realizes what you're going to do, though not apposed to the idea.

You start unbuttoning his jeans before unzipping them and sliding them off his legs. By the time you had slipped off his pants he was already hard from the position you were in, though you gently cupped his bulge before slipping his boxers off letting his cock slip out lightly hitting his v-line.

  He lets out a slight his from the cold air as his hip push upwards, you smirk as you slowly start jerking his length in your hands, getting him warmed up.

  You lean down and lightly swirl your tongue around the tip of his cock, running it upwards along his slit causing his hips to buckle and him letting out a strained stutter in the middle of his sentence.

  Speeding up your pace you bob half of your head down his length, tightening your lips around his pulsating cock while teasingly stroking the other half of his cock.

  Robby's head almost falls back as he grips his phone harder trying to keep a steady conversation with his dad. You began swirling your tongue around the tip of his cock again, but lazily this time with slipping more of his cock in your mouth.

  Robby has enough of you not taking him all the way so he moves your hair out of your face, wrapping it around his hand and pushes you all the way down on his cock, you lightly moan at his dominance sending vibrations through his length causing him to grit his teeth and let his head fall back.

  He continues to push your head down balls deep down his cock, Johnny must've asked him if he was alright because he responded with a strained answer.

  "Y-yeah, I-I'm fine dad" He roughly bites his bottom lip, pushing your head down more causing you to tighten your lips around his thick cock.

  Soon Robby ends the call, throwing his phone on your bed as he tries to catch his breath. "Look at you, such a filthy slut... sucking me off.. while I talk to my dad. You really like my cock don't you?" He runs his tongue over his teeth, with a mischievous smile.

  You can't help but whimper as you continue to take more of his length, Robby raises his eyebrow at this "oh you like that don't you?" He smirks pushing your head further down.

  Just as he was about to climax you pull away from his cock, causing his hips to stutter and his hands to dig into the armrest of the chair.

  He groans looking up at you with a slight lusty glare as you did not let him finish. You smirk almost evilly as Robby roughly grabs your chin pulling you closer to him.

  "You know y/n, I'm gonna make you pay for that" He replies to your smirk, causing you to gulp slightly from being so turned on.

  "Then make me..." You purr out.

  Robby's stands up grabbing you by your thighs letting your legs wrap around his waist, his once again hardened cock resting in between your thighs the only thing separating you two is the thin piece of fabric.

  Roughly placing you on the bed he presses his lips against your as his right hand goes under your skirt, moving your underwear to the side causing you to let out a low moan when he slips a finger into your dripping core.

  He doesn't give you time to process as he adds two more fingers causing you to breath the kiss panting for air as Robby leans his head on yours, watching you with his fiery eyes.

  He pulls his fingers out and begins rubbing his middle finger around your clit, "Robby..." You whimper aloud, spreading your legs wider for him.

  "No cumming, pretty girl" He smirks as he feels you clench around his fingers, getting close to your high.

  Your once lidded eyes widen as you feel the burning pit in your stomach, "but- Robby I- can't hold it" You whimper desperately, grinding your hips so you could try and orgasm faster.

  Just when you think you got through to him as he speeded up his actions, he removes his fingers literally one second before you could cum, causing your whole body to jerk and your legs to try and close.

  "Robby please.." You let out another desperate cry as he begins pulling off your shirt, along with your skirt before discarding of them.

  Eagerness took over you as you quickly unclasp your bra and pull down your soaked underwear, "someone's eager" Robby smirks as you began pulling his shirt off.

"Shut up and fuck me" Ending your demand with a desperate whimper.

"Be patient pretty girl, we have time" Robby runs his finger down the valley of your breasts, the coldness of his metal rings causing you to get goosebumps.

Leaning down he takes your nipple in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue as he roughly squeezes the other, his hardened cock resting in the middle of your soaked pussy.

Finally giving in to what you both want he slowly slides the tip of his cock in your entrance, looking up to meet your eyes "is this okay?" He whimpers out, whilst you nod eagerly.

Finally bottoming out he slips his whole length into your pussy, leaning upwards he grabs ahold of your legs and spreads them wider as he begins to fuck you into missionary.

He watches as you start moaning, your boobs bounce up and down with each individual thrust, you hold your legs up while he holds onto your knees for support so he won’t thrust sloppily.

"What a sight to see pretty girl" Robby smirks as his head falls back once you tighten your walls around his cock.

You let out pathetic whimpers as your eyes roll into the back of your head, arching your back you start groping yourself while Robby watches as his cock slips further inside of you only to hit your g-spot after every thrust.

Him hitting your g-spot causes you to whine, harshly gripping onto your boobs Robby smirks "found it" He groans as he feels your pussy slowly bringing him closer to the edge.

"Faster p-please" You weakly moan out as you harshly wrap your legs around his waist causing him to hit a much deeper place inside you.

Your hands grip the bed sheets as your back arches, pushing your breasts into range as Robby grips onto one for support.

"Robby Im close!" You whimper out squeezing the bedsheets firmer.

This action causes Robby to snap his head up and grab ahold of your chin, leaning down to stare you in your eyes. He manages to deepen his thrusts by the different angle "look at me when you cum" He demands, feeling himself come closer to the edge as well.

You practically melt at his actions as you continue to look up at him lovingly as his cock starts hitting your g-spot straight on causing that burn in the pit of your stomach to only increase more, now feeling like fire as he kept speeding up and slowing down every now and then.

You keep your eyes from rolling back to keep a steady stare down with Robby as that knot breaks in your stomach causing you to clench around Robby, cumming all over his cock; some leaking down your thighs and onto Robby’s v-line. Just then you realized that you just squirted.

You were so dazed into your orgasm that you didn’t care as he tried his best to ride out your orgasm, fixing to pull out "wait no cum in me Robby… please" You nod, letting him know you were still on the pill.

Robby whimpers at this as his hips stutter, finally releasing into you. His hot cum shooting inside you, some filling you up to much as it spilled out of your pussy.

You both take a few breaths as Robby slowly pulls out, cum dripping down your thighs. Just then you look at Robby. His whole stomach and cock was drenched with your cum from where you squirted so hard.

Your cheeks flush from embarrassment, "oh god Robby I’m sorry" You say guiltily.

Robby chuckles "babe, I just made you squirt for the first time. That was so hot" He smirks as he leans down to press a fluttering kiss to your lips.

You smile as he picks you up bridal style caring you both to your bathroom, filling up the tub with water. He places you into the warm water letting you sit on his lap as he rested his chin on your head.

"I love you"

That was the first time he said I love you.

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This was requested by @peachymelon69