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cumulo-stratus · 8 months ago

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Embrace[s.r]

spencer doesnt feel like hes anything more than his intelligence, but ethan proves him wrong.

WARNINGS- angst, internalized homophobia, self esteem issues, crying, mentions of mommy issues

college au!Ethan x college au!spencer reid ][ hurt/comfort ][ masterlist!!

a/n- ok this is actually my first ship fic and im so excited!! i've been obsessed with Ethan x spencer ever since i started writing this! hope y'all enjoy reading as much as i enjoyed writing <3

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there was a soft breeze drifting through the window ruffling the non-existent curtains that no college student was going to spend their little money on. Instead there were some cheap shades provided by the university.

Ethan never minded his small means, his small dorm with a small bed despite being in his junior year. The bed was big enough to fit him and Spencer and that's all he cared about.

but tonight, in the dark room they weren't sitting on top together- no Spencer was hunched over himself his body wracking sob after sob, and ethan’s arms wrapped around him. they left comforting circles on his back, and squeezed spencer tightly against his chest.

the darkened room left both boys faces wailed by shadows, hiding spencers tear track stained cheeks from his best friend.

ethan’s hushed voice was deafening over the silence of the tiny dorm room. He whispered quiet small nothings into spencers ear.

spencers cheek was smushed into his best friends shoulder, and his face was in ethan’s neck, breathing in the familiar scent of his worn university sweatshirt.

spencers knees were pulled to his chest in a self soothing motion, and ethan’s arm wrapped around the ball of spencer in his lap. Spencer also had his arms wrapped tightly around ethan’s waist, white knuckle gripping the back of his sweatshirt.

spencer had never felt worth more than when he was with Ethan. Ethan saw him for more than a 187 IQ or a multiple degree nerd. To Ethan, spencer was a man who had humor, deep empathy, and so so much love to give.

And it was nights like these were sometimes spencer needed a little help remembering that.

after all, thats what best friends are for right?

by two am, spencers body didn’t have any more tears to cry. He was a tired cookie sinking into his best friend’s arms.

“i, im sorry,”

spencer sounded hesitant, voice still shaky and throat still frogged. Ethan only chuckled lightly to himself, causing spencers eyebrows to knit together slightly and his head to perk up from its place on the other boys shoulder at the sound.

“spencer you've nothin to be sorry for” ethan’s soothing drawl lulled spencers worries along with the bashful smile he held for the idiotic genius in front of him.

this caused a small smile to crawl its way onto spencers lips and a blush on his cheeks.

“everyone needs a lil’ reassurance sometimes- even geniuses like you spence,”

spence. only Ethan called him spence. spencer liked when ethan called him that. the only other person who had a nickname for him was his mother, and thats a whole other can of worms filled with mommy issues we dont have time for.

these reassuring words caused the aforementioned smile to grow on his lips a centimeter or two. Spencer had now raised his head to look directly at Ethan. Their faces were so close, they could feel each others breath warming the others’ lips.

Ethan couldn't help but let his eyes drift downwards to spencer’s pink lips, the moment getting the better of him. the young genius was too busy staring into ethan’s beautiful deep brown eyes.

the bearded man tentatively lifted a hand to spencers cheek. he cupped it gently, his thumb rubbing away the tear tracks littering spencers soft cheeks. Ethan could feel the heat rising to his already warm cheeks.

this caused spencer to smile a bit, his eyes crinkling slightly from joy and bashfulness. they reminded themselves of school girls, blushing and grinning for eachother.

Ethan leaned in closer without actually touching spencers face with his, if that was possible. though it was spencer who took the final leap to close the gap.

Spencers lips felt exactly how Ethan had imagined them for months, the kiss feeling electric as they danced. Ethan had been pining for his best friend for months, but this whole experience was new for spencer. He had never really kissed anyone, and he had never really imagined it being with a man. but it felt right. like so many things had just clicked into place and spencer felt at peace in ethan’s arms

finally pulling away air, they both grinned big bashful smiles at each other. “that was nice, i like doing that. i like kissing you.” Spencer the ever logical man of science stated them as facts, though the hearts in his eyes were far from logical.

“can i kiss you again?” Ethan phrased it more like a statement than a question, but the offer still stood. instead of a response, Ethan got a kiss, which i guess one could say is a response. this time neither was caught off guard, and they could enjoy it more.

spencer felt fireworks behind his eyes to say the least.

when the pair reluctantly pulled away for air again, Ethan couldn't help but stare into spencer blown, honey brown pupils. Thais caused spencer to blush, a warmth creeping up his cheeks, blending with the buzzing lingering on his lips left by ethan’s own lips.

“i like you, ethan, like a lot”

ethan chuckled a bit, not at spencers admittance, but at the fact he fel the need to say it. “oh really spence, we practically just made out. but for the record i like you to, like a lot” Ethan had a warm smile fas as he spoke, looking down at spencer, who was still resting the side of his head against ethan’s shoulder.

spencer blushed a little when Ethan called him out, but knew he only meant it lovingly. though lovingly was the only way ethan ever spoke to spencer.

Even before spencer collapsed into his arms crying when he came over to vent about classwork, even before Ethan comforted him with no hesitation, and even before they practically made out. which was why Ethan felt the need to support

“hey spence?”

“ya?”

“you know it’s okay that you kissed a guy, ive known i was into guys since freshman year, its okay.”

spencer looked down, fiddling with his fingers like he always did. Ethan took the opportunity to take spencers hands in his. “hey, honey, look at me, it’s okay.” spencer darted his eyes up to Ethan’s and he said with an obvious frog in his throat “its okay that I kissed you, its okay that im in love with you.”

ethan’s smile was warm at spencer’s words, and he placed a peck on his cheek. “thank you handsome, thats all i wanted to hear.” spencer was even more blushy at the pet name, leaning farther into ethan’s shoulder in the hopes of obscuring his face in the other boys sweater.

“you know if your in love with me, then i think that means we should be boyfriends, right?” Ethan had a playful tone, but the questions till stood.

“i think so too, boyfriend.” spencer spoke joyfully, a smile on his face as he placed one last kiss on his now boyfriends lips.

without any other words said the new couple laid down together. spencer laid with his back resting against his boyfriends chest as he curled in on himself.

Ethan took the opportunity as the big spoon to rest in face in spencers hair, the smell of his hair gel bringing comfort.

Spencer fell asleep to the sound of ethan’s breathing and the feeling of his boyfriend’s warmth against their skin. He felt like more than enough in ethan’s arms, in ethan’s embrace.

The End

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queenuchiha89 · 7 months ago

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*** NSFW ***

*** 18+ MINORS DO NOT REACT ***

*** TW. DARK CONTENT ***

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

This story contains but is not limited to incest between siblings, voyeurism, pregnancy, masturbation, and other subject matter that some viewers may find disturbing. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised!

Part... 6??

Sasuke's face went pale as he realized he'd been caught with the panties he had stolen from their sister. Feeling ashamed and now terrified, he slowly made his way down the hall to Itachi's room, knocking before he entered. "You wanted to talk to me big brother?" Sasuke said in a timid voice, his cheeks already red with embarrassment. "Close the door and sit down..." Itachi replied. Now Sasuke's heart was racing in his chest and felt as though he might pass out from anxiety. He sat down his whole body trembling as he did. Itachi sighed, and turned to face Sasuke. "Look... We know that you know about us. I'm not worried about that. However, what I am worried about... Is Y/N." He said, his voice low and a bit wavering. "What's wrong with big sis??" Sasuke asked wondering if it was about the positive pregnancy test he found earlier in Itachi's closet. "Nothing is wrong persay... She's pregnant.... It's mine Sasuke." He said his voice still steady but with a hint of uncertainty that Sasuke did not hear often. "so... It is true. Y/N's pregnant...." He replied, shocked but more so shocked that he confessed. "Yes Sasuke... It's true..."

Itachi and Sasuke both turn to face the door, now open with Y/N leaving on the door frame. She gave them both a half hearted smile, before closing the door and joining them. Sasuke couldn't help but look over his big sister's body. Her tits were growing bigger by the day, and it was driving Sasuke crazy. Itachi and Y/N sat side by side, almost as if they were parents sitting their child down to introduce a new sibling. "We told you because... Eventually Mother and Father are going to find out... And we don't know what we're going to do then-" Itachi began to say, but paused as Y/N began to speak. "Please don't say anything Sasuke..." She said, her eyes big and teary. Sasuke smirked. "Ok, I won't tell.... Under one condition..."

A.N: yes. Yes I did. I have a great set up, but I am going to edge y'all for a while. 😈

#itachi uchiha #itachi #uchiha itachi #itachi smut #tw. dark content #smut writing #tw dark thoughts #tw.noncon #itachi naruto #uchiha smut #sasuke x reader #sasuke smut #uchiha sasuke #sasuke #tw.#tw inc*st

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radicheart · 2 months ago

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so...some updates.

i had to quit my job due to the physical toll it was taking on me. right now i'm still struggling to walk due to my lower back feeling really sprained. i think i pulled a muscle or something and my recovery is slow.

i do feel better than i did a week ago, though. i could hardly move at all without the pain being so overwhelming that i wanted to cry. now it's still there and i can't bend over very well, but i can at least move around.

physical pain aside, i've been struggling to write or talk to people in general due to my mental health taking a bit of a nosedive. i've had some pretty bad history over the years with trying to talk to people (both online and in person) and having what i say either be glossed over or outright ignored. i also have a constant worry that i'm bothering people whenever i do get comfortable and start sending a bunch of messages to them. as a result of both points, it's become really hard for me to approach anyone.

i do think that it's partially my fault for not trying harder. and i do understand that people are busy, or aren't in the mood to talk/write for whatever reason. it just feels like everyone i know is going through that communicative rut, so i don't have very many people i feel comfortable approaching on my own.

i've been writing on discord, though. at least a little. i know not everyone writes on discord, and that's okay too. it's just easier for me to write on there than it is here since it doesn't make my anxiety flare up nearly as badly.

as of right now, i'm not too sure what my stance is on being more active. i know i made that post a while back about approaching people in dms, and it got a pretty big response (which i am very grateful for!). but i'm not sure if i have the drive to do much of anything on this site at the moment. i feel pretty drained in general, and coming on here just to experience a constant fomo (fear of missing out, for those that don't know), as well as feeling insignificant/replaceable, doesn't help in the slightest.

so, for right now, i'll be sticking to discord. if you have me on there already, feel free to give me a nudge if you like. and if you don't have me on there, feel free to add me. my username is sunibuni. you don't need to ask me if it's ok to add me. you have my permission per this post.

thanks for reading and being patient and understanding as always. i hope y'all have a great day/night. <3

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aristocratic-otter · 4 months ago

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Ok, I'm determined to post today, even though I'm way behind on responding to y'all's posts. I'll get to them, I promise! I'm about to return to work, and I'm far more productive on work days than I am on vacation (weird as that sounds). So I'll catch up soon.

This week may not have been the most productive, but it was amazing nonetheless. I got to meet Rainbow! and seven lovely fandom friends! It's been a wild weekend, just in time to have to go back to work :(

Here are six-ish sentences from some of my WIPs!

First, thank you to : @hushed-chorus, @wellbelesbian, @martsonmars, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @ic3-que3n, \

@thewholelemon, @artsyunderstudy, @bookish-bogwitch, @monbons, @rimeswithpurple,

@skeedelvee, @larkral, @noblecorgi, @roomwithanopenfire, @prettygoododds,

@whatevertheweather, @youarenevertooold, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @messofthejess, @blackberrysummerblog,

@nausikaaa, and @emeryhall for tagging me over the last few weeks!

Here’s one snippet from 5 of my WIPs. Cupid’s Shield and Stars, Flowers, and Children are both currently on extremely smutty parts, so there was nothing safe to share. (That probably sounds a little weird, given the most recent posted chapter in Stars has the boys at 12 years old, but don’t worry, the boys are 18+ in the chapter I’m working on, chapter 13) (chapter 10 of Stars should go up this week).

From Saving Simon Snow (also has a chapter that just needs editing and will probably go up this week) (why do I seem to finish chapters in all my WIPs at around the same time???):

“This is not what I—I don’t—Fuck!” He stops, and closes his eyes tightly, lifting his chin towards the ceiling.

“Simon, I—” I reach out to him. It’s a mistake. His eyes snap open, and their blue is electric. He puts up both hands as a block to mine and I snatch my hand back.

“No,” he says, then repeats it. “Nononononono—I can’t—” He’s tearing at his hair worse than before and I want to untangle his fingers from his curls and kiss his each digit to soothe him. But he doesn’t want me.

From Snow Fox:

I’d say the man across from me is a snake, but that wouldn’t be fair to serpents.

I dig my fingertips into the brocade of the armchair. Tarleton can’t see my hands beneath the folds of my dress, so I’ll allow myself that much of a reaction. My face, which he can see, is perfectly smooth and placid, like my mother’s. She’s sitting to the right of me in the other armchair from my parent’s sitting room. Tarleton has turned around one of the plain wood kitchen chairs and is sitting on it backwards with his arms folded over the wooden back of the chair. He’s smiling at us with all his teeth. And none of his eyes.

From TikTok Dancer:

This is not good.

I watch as Snow dips and spins, and I worry.

He told us that he wanted to dance alone today. I didn’t question it at the time…Snow has days like that, where the dance is everything and he needs the solitude to focus on nothing but dance. I think those are the days that he mourns what he’s lost. At least, his dance always seems a little sad, on those days. We still film him, of course. The work he does on those solo days is some of his most brilliant and gets the most hits and likes on YouTube and TikTok.

But this dance…it scares me.

From The Rat and the River (Chapter 2 just posted! Here’s a teaser from chapter 4)

I hope that the need for haste doesn’t make them careless. I suppose it hasn’t yet.

I try to stay as unobtrusive as I can while I watch the team prepare. I can feel the bite of worry in my gut. Snow’s done this dozens of times without the slightest problem, and I try to comfort myself with that, but my peripheral nervous system is not listening to me. My fingers feel cold and faint shivers pass over my skin in waves.

It’s minor enough that I can hide it, fortunately. I don’t need to put the burden of my fear on him.

And from my new project, untitled as yet, the following (forgive me…):

Penny

Simon looks like he’s seen a ghost. Well, I guess he has, actually, seen a ghost.

I know I speculated that Basilton might be dead, but I don’t think I actually believed it. There’s no denying it now, though. Basilton is quite clearly a visitor. I wonder who he’s here to visit? His cousin maybe? Or his best friend?

But no. The whole room watches in shocked silence as he paces unerringly towards my best friend.

Tags and zen hugs to: @chen-chen-chen-again-chen, @bazzybelle, @dragoneggos, @erzbethluna, @palimpsessed,

@frjsti, @fatalfangirl, @melodysmash, @moments-au-crayon22, @moodandmist,

@mostlymaudlin, @onepintobean, @raenestee, @tea-brigade, @upuntil6am,

@whogaveyoupermission, @carryonsimoncarryonbaz, @krisrix, @shemakesmeforget, @confused-bi-queer,

@nightimedreamersghost, @thewholelemon, @angelsfalling16, @mooncello, @shrekgogurt, @cosmicalart,

@cutestkilla, @theearlgreymage, @alexalexinii, @Iamamythologicalcreature, @ileadacharmedlife,

@thehoneyedhufflepuff, @best--dress, @j-nipper-95, @letraspal, and @facewithoutheart

#co/ws/awtwb #six sentence sunday #snowbaz #simon snow series #carry on through the ages #cotta 2023 #cobb 2024 #Baz is a visitor AU #american revolution au #Dancer!Simon au #epidemiologist!Simon and microbiologist!Baz au

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genericpuff · 3 months ago

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I'm curious - how many unanswered asks do you have in your inbox? Or do you just delete the ones you don't plan on answering?

do you feel good anon

do you feel good about yourself with this question

targeting me like that

geeeeez

ok but more seriously LMAO i have an embarrassingly large amount of unanswered asks but i do read all of them <3 a lot of them honestly are just from folks like, sharing their anonymous opinions about either LO and LR, with the odd one about comic advice, sharing webtoon recommendations, and other things of that nature!

In the case of the LO asks, it's stuff that often has already been spoken about at length before so I don't really have anything to add (but trust me, I'm usually in total agreement, if I heavily disagree with a take I'll usually try to respond to it but it's rare that that's the case because most of the takes are just things like "wow the art in this panel sucks" like yep it sure do LOL) and often it just feels like my inbox is just like, a comment box for people to get their feelings out anonymously and honestly that's fine, I just also can't really respond to every single one unfortunately, but I do read them and I love y'all's takes!

With LR asks, y'all are way too sweet to me and send me just the kindest things about LR, and I hope y'all know that even if I wind up not getting back to your ask about it, I do read everything you send and appreciate so much the amount of support you've all shown for this project since I took it on <3 A lot of those asks are literally my version of "do it for her" where I read them and it reminds me of why it's so worth doing what I do :') <3

Whenever people recommend me other works to read, I add them to a list and I am currently trying to tackle it :) (honestly that list isn't as big as you'd think, a lot of the recommendations are for the same stuff, like other Greek myth retelling comics or otherwise just bad webtoons that people want me to suffer thru LOL) I just recently finally got a physical copy of Song of Achilles and while it's slow going, I'm gonna be sharing my extended thoughts about it, either in a big Tumblr post or maybe a video if I can motivate myself to do it 🤔

And of course, the comic advice asks... these ones admittedly I do tend to actually move into my drafts because I really, REALLY do want to respond to them, but I'm also not someone to half-ass responses to questions like that. That is a bit of a bad habit on my end because it often means I'm spending crazy amounts of time going over topics that can be researched, but I also just really love talking about comics so it doesn't feel good to get a comic advice ask and just leave it at "idk just start" like yeah, do that, but also I want to pass on all the things I WISH I had known when I was first starting out and I'm glad people see me as someone to learn those things from! So when it comes to those asks, don't worry, I'm picking away at them <3 (but also man, I should probably just like... put together some kind of hitchhiker's guide to comic making or something huh LOL)

Anyways! I do have a lot of unanswered asks and honestly, I'm not really one to delete them, even if I don't get back to some of them it is still nice to read them in their own little curated space separate from my main blog, it's kind of like a personal comment section between myself and those of you who took the time to write <3 The only asks I tend to outright delete are ones that are just like, way too bad faith to even want to give any attention to, or bot spam lmao But for the majority of y'all who have sent genuine asks to my inbox and never saw a response and worry that I might have ignored it or deleted it, I hope you can have reassurance in knowing that they are all still there and even if I can't make time every day to respond to them, receiving all your personal takes about LO and your amazing feedback and kind words about LR is something I'm always excited to see whenever that little notification pops up in my Inbox tab. I see you and appreciate you <3

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#ask me anything #ama #anon ama #anon ask me anything

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thewritingofspencerrose · 10 months ago

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ok but why am I hooked on that criminology x Jack Hughes blurb.

Like imagine something Happens that makes the news and she’s there as an agent but Jack is so nervous he makes him and Luke watch the live news coverage from their house while he stares at his phone, waiting for a text from her.

ooooh i love that y'all are loving criminology x Jack, because I'm really loving writing it

WARNING: Unlike the last one where I was able to leave details of the case out, there are a few details in this one that may be uncomfortable for some people. Please read with that in mind 🫶

Incoming Call : Captain O' Captain (1)

Incoming Call : Huggy (3)

Incoming Call: Mom (2)

"Luke, dude, what's with all the calls I missed?" Jack asks his brother, still running a towel through his damp hair.

"Do you have any missed calls from Crim?" Is Luke's response instead, eyes just barely glancing up from his phone that is held in a death tight grip.

"No? It's 1 in the afternoon Kid, you know she's at work," But Jack's chest is getting tight, that feeling of something being wrong washing over him as he looks over the state his brother is in.

"That's what I'm worried about," Luke mumbles, handing his phone to his brother, and when he sees the headline from the one news app on the kid's phone, he understands why everyone was trying to reach him. Why Luke is so tense. Why he feels this intense dread.

FBI Profilers Held In Intense Standoff

"Luke, put on the news. Now."

"What do you think I'm doing?"

"Don't-" Jack interrupts, dropping the towel he'd been using on his hair on the kitchen stool and dropping onto the sofa. "I'm sorry - I just need to see who's in there."

Luke knows he doesn't mean to be harsh about it, but they both know in their heads that there's no good answer when Luke turns on the TV. Either Crim, the woman Jack is hopelessly in love with and Luke loves like a sister is in that building, a man with a gun holding her and her coworkers hostage, or she's not, but the coworkers that she loves like family are.

And Jack can't help but hope it's the second, because the idea that she's in danger makes him want to cry, or throw up, or both.

"Here, this is the news channel it's on," Luke offers, long frame dropping onto the couch beside his older brother and pulling him into his side.

Jack's always been there for him, but he needs someone to be there for him right now.

"It's just in that the 3 members of a 5 person team of profilers who were in town to investigate anonymous threats have been taken hostage in the very library where the threats had been left. The hostage negotiator has arrived, and now it is just up to time to see how this standoff plays out.

And it took 4 and a half hours for the final report to come through : "All profilers remain safe after suspect turns himself in."

It had been 4 and a half hours of no word from Crim. From the team.

Of sitting on the phone with his mom crying. Of sitting on the phone with her mom, also crying.

But even the news report wasn't calming when there was no word from her.

Until there was.

Jack was still on the phone with his mom when the call came through, her name on the screen leaving him to simply hang up with no warning.

He'd apologize later.

"Baby?" His scratchy voice asks, stirring Luke from the sleeping position he hand managed where he was folded onto the couch.

"Crim?" Is the younger boys question, earning a nod in response.

"We're all okay," Is the girls sobbed response, Jack's heart breaking even more. "We're getting on the plane in half an hour, should be landing around 9-"

"I'll be in the lot to pick you up," Jack is quick to interrupt.

She sighs on the other end, knowing it'll be late but also not having the heart to tell him no. "Jack-"

"Baby, I just have to see you. To hold you, please let me pick you up," He nearly begs.

"If you don't mind, I would love that," She gives in, breathing choppy.

"I'll be there, just... fly safe, okay? You scared me today," He admits, earning a hit to his arm from Luke. "Luke is making sure I mention you scared him too," He can't help but laugh lightly, shaking his head while she chuckles too.

"I scare myself too," She admits, voice quiet. "I love you. Both of you."

"We love you too Baby, I'll see you at the airport."

these continue to get longer and longer... i might have to actually make an oc for this at some point... thoughts?

#original character #the writing of spencer rose #criminology #best friends to lovers trope #jack hughes x oc #jack hughes imagine #luke hughes x oc #nj devils #luke hughes #jack hughes

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agirlwholovesrockstars · 9 months ago

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𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖜

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓲𝓿𝓮

"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦"

彡 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 彡

✦ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 ✦

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞 : in the midst of the possible destruction of your kingdom, you listen to your heart and what it wants before it's too late

𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙 : I just hope it'll satisfy you on the right amount 🙏🏻

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 : 18+ MDNI‼️Knight!Eddie Munson x Princess!FEM! reader, language, use of y/n, SMUT‼️, unprotected sex, p in v penetration, soft sex, aftercare, slight self-doubt, realizations, big reveal?!? 👀, mentions of brothel, forbbiden love, lost prince, d3ath, reports of missing people, reader and Eddie are both (21), Henry and Jason won't be in this part but they'll be back on the next chapter but still their names will be mentioned!, Enzo, Wayne, Dmitri, Gareth and Jeff reappearance!

𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝕰𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 : set in 17th century, dark fantasy, romance, upside down exists, fluff and smut but there will still be angst to this at some points but y'all don't worry because the angst is lighter on this! 🙏🏻

𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 𝕿𝖔 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 : I'm so very sorry that I took this long to write the next part because I'm making this perfectly written! I take time to think carefully of what I'm going to do on the next chapter, I'm a college student and also working and I have many personal endeavors, so, I hope y'all understand! 🥺🫶🏻

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 : 2 more chapters left to go! OMG, I am not ready for this to be over! but I'm glad y'all like this universe that I created with my mind and so very grateful to anyone who joining in to my world! 😭❣️

"Eddie!"

"What?"

You're in the pavilion far from anyone who can see the both of you together

You're reading a fantasy book while Eddie is hugging behind you, he moved your hair on the other side to seal kisses on your neck

"It tickles!" You reason with him

He chuckles as he tightens his embrace to you as he nuzzles in aggressively on the crook of your neck causing you to laugh heartedness

You bring yourself to face him as you smile so brightly and he leans down forward to capture your lips for a kiss, you yelped but your eyes softens to his actions

You kiss him back as he holds you closer by the waist

When he pulls back "I'll never get tired of doing that to you all the time" he grins

You bite down on your bottom lips "I feel the same way"

Your smile falters a bit when you remembered that you're going to see Henry

You've been avoiding him like the plague, even after his invitation after the ballroom few days ago, no one knows that's also the same night you kissed Eddie for the first time

You only agree to his invitation when it's about priorities of your people needs or anything that it's related in your kingdom

You're sure enough that you want Eddie

If you say the words now, it feels too soon and a little fast

You just gonna have sometime to really think about it carefully

"Hey, you ok?" He asks softly, immediately holds your cheek and raises it up to make you look at his gaze

You smile sadly as you shake your head as you reached to his hand to where he holds your cheek "I just....I-I just wished we could do this all time without being scared about anyone seeing us"

"Yeah, I wanted that too"

"You do?"

"More than anything, Y/N"

The smile he always wants to see came back on your lips as you hug him and listen to his heartbeat

He tilt his head down as he rests his cheek on top of your head as he pulls you close to his chest

"Your heart beats so fast, Ed's"

He chuckles "It's because I'm with you, sweetheart" he pulled back to kiss your forehead and he tap your nose with his finger, his other arm remained around you

You giggle "Me too"

You both stayed like that for a moment as both of your minds at the same time thinking about everything

Eddie didn't care if you don't have each other in the end, he'll never leave you all alone, he knows you have so many things to dealt with

You already got a lot going on your plate, he doesn't want to be a burden, so, he set his thoughts and feelings aside

He is so willingly to wait for you

He doesn't care how long it takes, he'll wait for you

You wanted to speak about the important information about him so badly

It's like every piece of you is deteriorating every time you're not telling him anything

You feel guilty for keeping it

You don't know why there is something is telling you "not now" when you're about to tell him

You gotta find a way to make up for everything

You can't leave him hanging like this, you just can't do that to him, you'll never forgive yourself if you hurt him because of you

"Later?" You pulled back and so does he as he looks at you, he kissed your cheek

Before he could stand back, you hold his jaw as you plant a soft but yet promising kiss to his lips, it surprises him

"You know where to find me"

You nod as you held his hand as you both laced them together but slowly letting go as you walk away slowly

He smiles as you walk backwards with your book that you ignored close to your chest

The moment you're out of his sight of frame, he sighs sadly

God, he's so attached to you, he couldn't even understand how but his heart really tells speaks for you

He must find a way to get things done

So, that no more unsure thoughts and unspoken words that it will lead him to assume everything

Nothing will ever come out good when you're with Jason, you start marching out of the room and headed to your chambers

Henry, specifically asked you to see him

Not him

It's maddening, really, you have no clue about the missing cases that happening lately

What are they keeping from you?

You seriously need to know all about it before they could make you feel stupid again

You know they did it on purpose to make you feel like that but this time

You won't let them

From your deep thoughts something else caught your eye

A short cream paper is laying beside your hairbrush, you squint at it

You look around as you unfold the piece of paper

"Two childhood royalties are stitched together since the minute they're both born, but different paths crossed as they lost the thread with one another, will they find themselves before the time ends?"

The familiar handwrite, is it Wayne? You gasped

You tried to let him out but he wouldn't let you because it's too late for you to do it at that time

It feels like he already knows about Eddie, Enzo might've been mentioned about him

Eddie did mention to you that Enzo came to him as they look for you

Wayne always does this when you we're both kids, playing which one who'll find him first

He always give notes that there's no way or even indication that says that'll lead you both to him

You....just....both...know it

Your eyes welled up in tears when you finally getting the reunion that you always wanted

It's time for him to know it

"I don't even know what we're doing but I'm game for it" Enzo says as he folds the cream paper into by 4 as he cuts it using a paper knife

"She already read the first one"

"How do you know?"

"I can feel it....in my belly" he used the quill to point at his stomach

Enzo snorts as he shooks his head "I believe in you, man, glad to have you back"

Wayne looks hesitant to ask but he goes with it "What does he look like?"

"Who- oh- Eddie"

He nods as his eyes twinkle to Enzo's words

"He grew up like a great man he is, I don't even recognize him- he is an amazing kid, Wayne"

"Does he mentioned something about me?"

"That's the thing"

"What thing?!?"

"He doesn't even remember about anyone or himself"

"Even Y/N?"

"I don't know the answer to that, but, Gareth and Jeff told me that they met Y/N when she escaped from Jason's guards, they even mentioned that they're going to kill her and marriage-"

"Arrangement"

"Yes"

"So, he doesn't remember anything at all? he's only a teenager when they took him from me"

Enzo shrugs as he collects all of the cream paper and placed it on the table where Wayne is sitting

"I'm afraid, so, but the boys told me that Eddie always tries to remember his lost memory, the only thing that he can recall like really vividly? It's a young girl and he believes that he has a family member"

"Oh god" he crumples the scratch paper in anger

"I'm sure he's with Y/N, he is in good hands" Enzo reassures him as he gives an sympathetic smile

"I hope so, man, god- I hope so" Wayne laced his hands together in front of him as he leans down, shutting his eyes, as he prays for his boy

The most unforgivable that Wayne couldn't face is that he lost his dear nephew

Because of him, they taken him away from him, he hates himself because of his lousy parenting

He blames himself, he swore that he is just there and after a couple of seconds, he disappeared out of the blue

He knows that he is not perfect and he tries his best to be the parent that Eddie deserves to have

The screams and the cry for help from his nephew voice, it destroyed him, he searched far and wide to look for him

Until he has no choice but to look him for you, he grew hopeless when he couldn't do anything to help you that night

He lost his boy

He lost his dear girl, who he treats like his own daughter

It annoyed him when he couldn't figure out who is the cause of everything, who took Eddie?, why suddenly he couldn't remember who he was?!

Who is the culprit?

Who is the source of this madness?

This place was once a spectacle kingdom until it looses it's own life

When Jim goes missing, it's like a domino, everything falls one by one

He's got to have this reunion even just a glimpse or a minute to make himself full once again

To make him believe that there's still life that's left

It just needs a spark to make it alive

That's hope

"You got so drunk that you fell of the chair!"

"No- I did not!"

"Uh, yes, you do!"

Jeff continues to tease Gareth with each other as their mindless friend zoned out as he leans backward on the sofa close at the window

"I'm not dealing with your, bullshit, Jeff!" Gareth picks up his cloak as he exits the room while chuckling Jeff is left behind and about to follow him until he notices his friend

"Eddie?"

"Uh, yeah?" He straightens himself up to look at Jeff

"You good?"

"I'm-"

"Don't lie to me"

Eddie huffs but a smile tugs to his lips

"Just say what you feel about her, man"

"I-I don't know- she's-"

"What? A princess? That's what's stopping you? Do you think she cares for what she is?!?"

He sighs as he leans forward with his hands together "No, she's not, it's just that.... isn't it too selfish to get what I want when all of this chaos is happening at her life now?"

Jeff nods "What if, you'll make it better and easier for her when you say what you truly feel? Like right now, do it!"

He runs his palms through his face as his friend's words are making a point

It is indeed making a huge point

"And also, don't you ever thought about that maybe-"

"She's the mystery girl?"

"Yeah!"

"Get out of here!" He attempts to kick him but Jeff moves aside as he laughs

"Ah- I told you don't lie to me, I always remember that trait from you, if you feel your guts right, it's always right"

"Yeah"

"Y/N, trust you, Eddie, I mean- that girl has balls but when she trust someone like really every inch of you that she's counting on you? She's the real deal, man"

Eddie nods as he smiles gratefully to his friend as he watches him grab his cloak as well

"We're going out for a drink and also dinner"

"Delightful"

Jeff chuckles to his reply "You know, you're always welcome to join us"

"I think I'll rather stay for tonight"

"Sure, take care" Jeff gave him an encouraging smile as he closes the door behind him

Eddie chortled at Gareth's complaints about why Jeff is taking so long

He tossed and turn at the bed as he sits up and watches and listens at the cackles of burning sounds at the fireplace

He flopped back down at the bed as he groans about his mind, body, heart, is occupied of you

He read some books earlier before to clear his mind but nothing seems to turn it off

He removes himself off the blanket, he is now sitting on the edge of the bed

He wonders, if you think about him right now, you told him that you're going to see him later

It's always late at night where you could get together since everyone is asleep and you can sneak in to see each other

But, what if once this all over

What he'll do after?!?

He can't go home without you

Not only he wants you, he needs you

What he would be without you?

Can he survive?

Will you feel safe and sound without his arms around you?

He clicks his tongue as he goes back at the bed laying down on it again like it was minutes ago

You can't fall asleep too

You want to see him again, you told him truthfully that you will see him again

But, Henry forbid you to go out at night since they can't find the people who escaped from the upside down

He told it was dangerous for you to even go outside of your room when you're literally inside of your palace

If someone goes to your mind right now, they'll flee immediately at how your mind runs in the hills of how many you've been thinking throughout the day

Your whole body system is longing for him

You breathe deeply as your heart won't stop screaming for him

You've been twiddling with your thumbs, if you should see him at this hour

You're debating, if he's fast asleep or not

You also wonder if he thinks about you like this

God, you hate this, your face grimaced at it

You had fucking enough of it

You deserve to feel this, it's rare to feel something like this in your life

You remove yourself off the blanket, you reached for your robe and went at your vanity, you grab your hairbrush and spritz perfume on your pulse points

You checked yourself once in the mirror

You smile to yourself, you're not second guessing yourself anymore

As you quietly open your bedroom door

It's a chilly evening, walking towards your secret sanctuary room with barefeet

You take a one last breath as you turn the doorknob as you walked inside

Eddie heard the door clicked open as he sits up fast as he awaits someone at the door, he gasped when his eyes laid on you

He couldn't believe it that you're here

You've done both nights together

But this is far beyond different than those nights that happened

As you closed the door and locked it, you both didn't speak as you remained your eyes at him as you walk closer to him

His breath hitches when you started untying the knot from your robe as you let it fall on the carpeted floor

Your white nightgown is see-through and the neckline is deliciously falling onto the sides as you reached for it to place it back on to your shoulder

He can see the contours of your breasts and your waist

He watches you as you climb on top of him, he swallows nervously as you position yourself

Your nightgown feels so soft and so heavenly fitting to you as his eyes grows heavy at the sight of you

The moment you start reaching at the hem of your nightgown, he fumbles at the blanket and his bottom slacks

You stand up as you slowly sink down at him, he couldn't help but to hold your bare hips while you still holding your ruffled nightgown

He's so big and thick that you whimpered as he groans at how you take him

You hiss at it and the pain and the intrusion that you're feeling as your sopping cunt eating him inch by inch

As you finally sanked down at him all in, you both moaned

You finally let go of the riled up nightgown as you bit your lip at the pleasurable adjustment

You start bouncing on his cock at a slow pace, he grunts as he pulls you close, you gasped when he gives a heated kiss

He taps on your legs signaling you as he moved forward giving you space making you whine as you felt him inside of you as you wrap your legs around him, your throw head back at the sensation

Your eyes are squeezed shut as you ride him, your nightgown fell of your shoulder as Eddie hands goes under your nightgown as it goes all over your body

Touching your waist, kneading at your breasts as he smears love kisses at your collarbones and neck

He holds you close as he bucks his hips as your pace starts to go faster and faster

You moan at his ear as you grind against him

He gasps in shock when he shoots his seeds inside of you, he panicked, you shut him off with a kiss

A lazily smile is sitting on your lips when you also cum with him as well at the same time

He sighs of relief as he continues to fill you up with his load, you hummed in satisfaction

His eyes grew hungrier and he's more confident to hold you tighter by the waist as he pins you down on the bed

You got startled as you giggle as he smiles down at you admiring your pretty face as he runs the sides of his fingertips on your cheek

You placed your fingertips on your lips as he notices it

You licked your lips together as you smile naughtily, he grins as he dives down to kiss you like you both wanted

The way you can feel his lips moving onto yours is such a blissful feeling, it's like the perfect mold together, your lips we're made for each other

He got you distracted by the sweet kiss as you can feel him sheathing his cock inside of you

The kiss is cut off as you begin to withering beneath him, he smirks as he kisses your jawline

He reaches the end of your nightgown as he looks at you for permission, you nod, as he takes it all off leaving you naked on display for him only him

Your long locks of hair are completely disheveled as you both start to pant and building up sweat on both bodies

You remove his blouse as he helps you to take it all off

Even you're absolutely enjoying of how he takes care of you while loving you like this

You smile sheepishly as you both naked together for the first time, he is so god-like with his biceps appearing as he held you to love you like this

He holds your hips as he pounds at you mercilessly, your face contorts in pleasure as you gripping the sheets

Oh, he is so cloud nine at how your cunt swallows him whole at how wet you are that he can easily slide in and out of you

The arousal and your juices are squelching as your bodies making slapping sounds

Your mouth is covered behind your hand as you move your head aside

You're an fucking angel beneath him, not even an angel, a goddamn princess

You thought only his undeniable good looks and charm can make you turn on but when you saw his tattoos completely uncovered for the first time makes your head spin even more

He takes off the hand from your mouth as you couldn't close your mouth hanging open without any sounds that's coming out of it

He intertwines both of your hands as he rolls his hips as he goes deeper and deeper inside of you

Making you realize the spots that he's reaching won't let you stop from moaning

It became a higher pitch when he laced your fingers tighter as he slip on and off at you at a brutal pace

Gosh, he is relentless and ruthless, the way he moves at your velvety walls is making your head spun as you start to clench around him

Your breasts are jiggling as he kisses you sloppily yet so lustfully as he grabs your breasts as you throw your arms around him making him rest at the crook of your neck

He thrust once more as you screamed harder, you're both breathing heavily when he gave you another best orgasm of your life

Your body jerked up as he pulls back to look at you, he smiles as he leans down to kiss you again

You both looked at each other while having a silly fit of giggles

He carefully pulls out of you as you winced, he covers your body with a blanket, he takes a sanitized cloth as he cleans you up

The midnight is so peaceful and quiet as you looked outside at the window, even just for a moment, you feel contented at this

You blushed at his actions as he purses his lips together in concentration making sure you're clean enough

It's making you emotional too, he really does care for your well-being

He lets you borrow his blouse for the night as he stays in with his slacks as he lays beside you

You rest under his shoulder as you lay your arm on top of his stomach on the side

One of you has to say something, but someone needs to make the first move

"Are you-" you're both in synch as you crack up a laugh

"I'm okay, if that's what you're asking, Ed's" you say with a lingering smile on your face

He nods "It's so unbelievable that you're here right now, Y/N"

"My first and my great experience of an orgasm, really"

"What?"

"Yeah"

"How did you do that, Ed's? I just feel so good"

He became a flustering mess as his cheeks turned red "You're a-also my first, Y/N"

"You're bluffing!" You poke his sides as he chuckles

"No- I am not!" he defends himself

"Well, it's such a long time ago before I even met the guys, I was travelling and I stopped by for a meal and I picked up and learned some info at a brothels before but I didn't do anything at that time"

His words are so honest without anything making you feel mad

"Oh"

"Since it's your first, wait- did you get hurt?!"

"Yes, it hurt but not so much at all"

He kisses the top of your head as he runs his hands at your arms up and down

It went silent for a bit as you ask him again

"Eddie?"

"Hm?"

"Why didn't you get a girl in there?"

He looks back at you "I wasn't looking for it and never did think of it, I don't know why but it doesn't feel right to me like there's always someone that is made just for me, so, I waited"

Oh, don't you just love him even more?!?

"Not even an admiration to someone else before me?"

He chuckles "Y/N, I don't have time for those since I lived at the upside down, did you think that I have time for those kind of stuff?!?"

"No" you whisper

"Besides, even when there's no upside down I'll still wait for the right girl for me"

You don't even notice your tears are now falling from your eyes as he felt it on his chest, you became overwhelmed at his underappreciated wonderfulness

He sits up as you reach at the blanket

"W-What- I'm"

"Don't be sorry, Ed's" you sniffle as you smile with tears on your eyes

"I'm just so unexplainably happy right now" you laugh as you continue to sob

He smiles as he wipes your tears using his thumb as he kiss on your lips and cheeks

Before he can even stop himself, the words fall out from his lips

"Y/N, I can't search for the right words to tell you how I feel"

You gulped as your eyes starts to well up again

"God, it's you, Y/N, you make me feel whole and as I am, I love you"

You're stunned completely, your eyes went through all over his face, his chocolate brown eyes speaks the same thing

Your tears streaming down at your face

"I have loved you from the moment I saved you"

You have no other choice but to kiss him again, he cups your jaw as he kisses you back

You both fall back down as you stare with one another

"I don't wanna fall asleep"

"Why?"

"This might be a dream"

"You think I'll vanish?"

"Yes"

"I won't, Y/N, I would never"

"You won't?"

"I will never make you feel hurt by anything"

He reassures you as he pulls you by his side as his scalp soft massages circling motions helps you fall asleep as you drift away

Eddie smiles to himself and to you as you sleep peacefully, he can feel his eyes tiring as he goes to sleep

He stirs up at airy morning as he starts to search with his hand and when he felt the cold empty bed, he opens his eyes wide as he worries and sits up on the bed

"Woah, woah, calm down- before you can hurt yourself, Eddie!" You reappeared before he can look on the other side

He let out a heavy sigh as he embraces you, you lean down to kiss his shoulder "I'm here" you whisper softly

He notices you're still wearing his blouse with your robe on top of it, he smiles

You pulled back as you kiss him on the cheek, he smiles as you showed him your breakfast tray

"I sneak outside before the sun shines to get it" you shyly said as you flick your hair

He tucks your hair behind your ear as he holds you by the tip of your chin to kiss you on the lips "What a perfect morning" you giggled

"I was there by the window, I didn't want to wake you and I also don't wanna eat alone, so, I waited for you" you shrug as you scrunch your face with a dazzling smile

He caresses your cheek with his thumb as he looks deep into your eyes, your gaze softens

You both eat together on the small table near at the window as you share the same teacup, it's bacon, scrambled eggs, toast and bowl of strawberries and blueberries with cream on the side

You never eaten any food with such happiness, he feels the exact same way

It's the same giddy feeling that you felt when you had your first meal with him

When that's done, you don't wanna leave just yet, so, you both get cuddle up by the fireplace on the sofa

As you lay on top of him while wraps his arms around behind you

"Are you gonna keep my blouse so I'll stay naked?" His tone sparks mischief

"Maybe" you tease him

He tickles your sides as you protest "Stop!"

"You're so pretty, my pretty princess" he whispers to your ear as he makes loud kiss noises on your shoulder and your cheek

Your eyes flashes with sadness not because you're with him, it's because he still didn't know after all this time, not even realizing it

You peel yourself off of him as his smile never left on his lips

You blink too many times for not turning up the waters on your eyes as you smile at him

You graze your fingers on his long bangs as your eyes halted at the familiar scar on his forehead

You pursed your lips together as you flush down on him, he chuckles slightly

You bring yourself to face him again

"Eddie, I wanna tell something about you"

His demeanor became focused on you, his eyes are so comforting and safe as he sits up properly and holds both of your hands

Your eyes flit back on his scar and back to him

"There's this young boy that I grew up with, he is so kind, thoughtful, courageous, wise beyond his age, my nemesis at swords fight" you chuckle lightly at that as he listens carefully

"Most importantly, he's the only boy that has a heart like no other, so selfless and a gentleman, we didn't talk much because he's building himself to become a well respected lord on his place" you paused as his forehead creased at your story

"But everytime he came to visit, even just for a while, I didn't forget those moments of how beautiful his characteristics are and he treats me like the way that princess needs to be treated, it's also the very first time that I ever felt like a princess" your eyes shines with so much loveliness

You scoot closer to him, you didn't miss the way his eyes are suddenly are covered by a cloud as his mood changed

"I didn't courted anyone, even my suitors, I am displeased with all of them because I have found my prince"

His eyes snapped back at you as his eyes pleads for you

"It's you, Eddie, you're my prince, you're that boy that I grew up with" your voice cracks as you couldn't stop holding back your tears anymore

As his eyes are rimmed with tears as he lets them fall in front of you, he is appalled, his eyes searches on your face to find more answers and the fact you chose him

He felt his heart jumped out of his body

He laughs in belief slightly "So, it was you all along?! I was right?!"

"You knew?!"

"My vision is not so clear but I was certain that it's a young girl and I know that I still have a-"

"Uncle"

"What?"

"Uncle Wayne, he's friends with my father, trusted advisor"

"I have an uncle?!" he saids so happily as he falters again quite a bit

"Where is he?"

"Eddie, I tried to help and get him out but I was running out of time, I was in the dungeon"

He squeezes your hands as he realized something again the other day "I-I saw him"

"You did?"

"Briefly, no wonder why my heart tugs for him, it's immediate connection that I felt once I saw him that's when I was out looking for you but I hid since you're with Henry at that time"

"Oh"

"I'm a prince?!"

"Yes, you are, Eddie, I know Wayne couldn't forgive himself for what happened, god, someone took you from him, Eddie, I was so heartbroken"

"You are?"

"Of course, you're the only one that I ever loved since the beginning, I didn't realized it at that time but when we reunited again and my memories flooded back to me after the accident, the feelings never faded it's still there"

"The scar?" He lets go one of his hand on you, as he reaches it to touch it

You chuckled at the memory "We we're 14 at that time, you're going to give me this unique but delicate flower but it's hanging from a tree, which is so high, you climb it nicely, the thing is that you succeed taking it but you tripped and fell over and hurt yourself on the branch and hit your forehead first, you we're bleeding and-"

"you scolded me for being careless but still you aided me after the incident" he laughs as your eyes go big

You gasp in shock "Yeah, that's what happened!" You giggled

"Wayne is mad at you that he forbids you to talk to me for a whole day!"

"With a freaking bandage on my forehead" he pauses and even him surprised that he can say what happens next with him trying to guess

"And whenever I walked down the halls, my eyes are always glue to you" he adds and you nodded at him aggressively

"The only interaction that I can give was just a small wave" you tried to reenacted at the old memory as you both burst into laughter

When your both of your laughter's died down "It's the odd sense of comfort, Ed's, it feels so natural whenever I'm with you"

He exhales as he tilts his head at the side as he kisses you lovingly, you cup his cheeks as you both kiss each other, you mewl and his hands goes under your robe and his blouse

Knowing that you're naked underneath

He holds your waist as you start moaning into his mouth as he smirks when his fingers runs through your dripping cunt, you gasp at the action, he pushes his index finger inside as you look down and position yourself, he grunts at his fingers that you're clenching on him

He pushes another finger inside, you support yourself by placing your hands on his shoulders, he slides in and out and his finger reaches that soft spongey spot that making your head fall back as he fingerfucks you

He removes the knot from your robe, as he dives into your chest, you moan and tug at his hair

He curls his fingers up once more and he starts scissoring you, you start grinding against his finger as you pull him closer to you

You slapped your mouth in a cry of pleasure as you release and squirted on his fingers, you breathe heavily as you flash him a lopsided smile

Pride swells on his chest, proud that he's the only one and first to see you fall apart for him, he's so lucky he got to hear those noises and unholiest sounds that you make

As your legs tremble as you calm down from your high, your eyes widen when he licked his fingers cleaned off that once inside of you, he hums at your sweetness

"Lovely dessert" he makes his classic antics

You chortled as you push him playfully by the chest "Eddie!"

You look at the window, you notice is getting noon already, you really don't want to leave

"I should depart now"

He frowns but you needed to go back before they found out that you're missing again

You stood up as you reached out to grab your discarded nightgown but you're undressing behind him

"Can I watch?"

You craned your neck to look at him, you smile "Yes"

You turn around at him, standing in front of him as you move closer as you start removing your robe first and took off his blouse and gave it to him

You appear naked again for him at the third time

Wow, you're literally out of this world

The way his eyes rakes all over your body, it's not disrespectful, but he's taking you in and drinking you in admiringly with a sign of contentment on his eyes

He grumbles making you jumped at his action as he pounce at you after you're done putting on your nightgown making you both fell down on the bed

You laugh as he kisses you all over again

He helped you sit up on the edge of the bed as he picked up your robe on the carpeted floor, he helps you to get on it as you muttered a small thank you as he dresses himself as well

"Eddie"

"Yeah?"

"Be careful"

Small words yet holds a deeper meaning judging by your tone

Eddie looks at you waiting for you to elaborate as you let out a defeated sigh

"It's Henry-"

"Did he hurt you?!"

"No, no, but- I think he might be"

Before Eddie can angrily reply, you dismissively wave your hand at him

"Eddie, he's-" you shut your eyes for a second as you couldn't recognize your small voice

"I don't think he's a human"

He furrows his brows as his eyes looked directly at you "What do you mean?"

He felt that you flinched slightly as you try to remember the memory, he holds you close

"I-I'm sorry, I- he- he almost killed Jason some nights ago, knocking him unconscious he has this force just by using his hands, it's so powerful" you start shaking and Eddie notices it as he held you it calmed you down

"I don't want to lose you again, Eddie" you hug him again as he smiles down at you

"You believe me? don't you?"

"Yes, I do, Y/N, with upside down existing and those monsters? I mean- anything that is unlikely to be real can be real at this rate"

You nodded at his words, he's right, anything is possible since upside down happened

"I fear they might be hiding something else from me"

Eddie nose flares in anger as he remained his arms around you

"I think so too"

Your eyebrows quirk in interest as you await for him to reply

"Remember when they inspected the house in the upside down? Jason, he always throws this words to me that I can tell that he has a secret"

"A deep dark secret"

He nods "Don't you think they're the main reason?"

"Of what?"

"Why everyone suddenly disappeared with no explanation?"

"They might be, but we're not sure of it too, since we don't have evidence"

You scoff "They're number one suspect on my list"

Before he can reply, Jeff and Gareth are banging at the door, you jumped at the sound as you quickly swing the door open as you unlock it

"Hey, Eddie-"

Jeff darts his eyes to you and to Eddie

"Oh" Jeff looks at you from up and down as he enters inside

He saw the messed up bed

You covered up your face in embarrassment as you giggled

"Oh" his eyes are glint with a knowing look as Eddie rolled his eyes at him

Meanwhile, Gareth's mood is a total wreck as he keeps on waiting to get in

But he saw you and Eddie as he went in, he uses his foot to close the door behind him

Somehow, the presence of you, his attitude changed

"Good day, Y/N"

"You too, Gareth" you're surprised to his genuine greet to you

Jeff tears his eyes away from you and Gareth as he gave Eddie the same cream paper

"Someone slip this note under our pint last night"

"Beware, beware, there's a traitor on the loose, the two young lovers can they make their way to peace, justice and harmony once again? Could they be with their friends and family like it was before? Hope and Faith is the only way to survive, be strong, young ones"

Eddie reads it carefully as he thinks, why does suddenly felt that this note is written by his Uncle?

You noticed the cream paper as you reached for it, Eddie gave it you

The moment you finished reading it your face is horrified

"Dmitri" you say plainly but you're also confused

Why is Wayne giving you a warning to a person that your father trusted so much?

"What?" Gareth comes closer to where you all circled around together

"I also received a note like this too, just recently, I think Wayne is giving hints to where to find them him and Enzo"

"From what I know is that Enzo, Wayne and Dmitri are the only ones that are very close to my father, I just don't get it why all of the people? Why Dmitri? It's seems too impossible since I can't even imagine how Dmitri will betray us"

"Maybe he snitched on you, Y/N, or they find out something about him" Jeff spoke as he turns to look at Eddie who light up at the recovering memory

"Listen up" Eddie clasps his hands together as he smiles cheesily

You, Jeff and Gareth looked at him in anticipation

"I think I know where to find them"

#Spotify #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson series #eddie munson supremacy #eddie munson smut #agirlwholovesrockstarsfics

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fandom-hoarder · 16 days ago

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911 8x06

Last week, before I could watch the new 911 ep, some people on my dash spoiled me with untagged spoilers and I literally started crying. Because the way people were talking about it made it sound like there was biphobia from Tommy and a cheating storyline, and that supposition sparked my election depression--- was this an alternate ending based on election results? (a WILD assumption, i kept telling myself; nevertheless, the doomerism persisted); a sign of queer suppression in media in the coming regime? biphobia in general, which is so enraging as a bi person?

And, to be clear, these thoughts and worries are not Hen/Karen erasure. They're literally my favs. But it IS about the way bisexuality is often treated, both in media and irl, as if you have to choose one way to be. As if bisexuality is some sort of schrodinger's sexuality.

It turns out my extreme anxiety over it wasn't completely warranted, at least from my pov as a writer. But it took me a few more days to actually level out and watch it clear headed.

So before the new one airs, here's my copy/paste from my dm a few days ago to @supernaturalkickparty 😅

I gave in and started the 911 ep. I'm CACKLING at the end of the urn Omg. *Abby* I... ok i can see a straight line to breakup from this, but I'll have to see how it plays out Omg the next case is about divorce Josh is really cute in this ep Josh's speech has me verklempt Istg they just better not erase buck's bisexuality Omgodddddd we are NOT sending another little kid down lmfao this is gonna make me cry Goddd 😭😭💜💜 God. This is gonna hurt. God. Whyyyyyyy. God whyyyy does it have to be THIS "Believe me, I didn't see it coming either." GODDDDDDD I'm just so fucking glad it wasn't a breakup over cheating Eddie lmfao I'm so glad the mustache is gone😂😂 Lmfao omfg eddie opens the door to buck and he's in his underwear???? This is the fucking start of a fic. No wonder the buddies are being insufferable God please don't let buck's rebound be a girl. Just please. Please. Don't make it be all girls now :(((((

Anyway, I can see a decent resolution to this, and I'm hopeful it will go as well as I usually think of this show's storytelling---which is to say I think 911 does a pretty good job of weaving meaningful character arcs that tie in a bow by the end.

And even though I am still marginally worried about whether buck's bisexuality will be fulfillingly handled, I don't necessarily think this breakup is bad. Buck's thing is breakups as character growth; and while I did think that we were moving past that in his coming of age arc growing into maturity, and as much as I love bucktommy, I didn't really expect Tommy to be his last or for a breakup to be completely off the table. I expected one eventually, and not for buddie reasons.

I don't even really ship buddie in canon, or see an inevitable queer storyline for eddie (though i do love buddietommy, but y'all already know i always think there should be an ot3); I just figured there would be typical buck drama, and hey... I settled down and figured this is that.

And also... like, yes it's frustrating that Tommy broke it off because of the whole "i'm the only guy you've ever been with," but like...that expectation that Buck will end up breaking his heart isn't really bad writing. I wish there'd been more LEADUP to it (I still hope we'll get some actual tommy pov on this to sympathize with him and see where that came from, as they have tended to do in the past with character backstory), but the fear that as someone's first you won't be ENOUGH eventually is very real.

I was my partner's first, but he wasn't mine, so even when we got engaged I was like, "are you really ok with this?" And he said yes of course and i took him at his word, but it didn't immediately erase the feeling that I was taking experiences away from him lol. So I can really see where Tommy is coming from, despite my sorrow and anxiety about the remaining unknowns. But I do hope there's more to this.

#911 spoilers #911 show #bucktommy #911 lb #tommy kinard #buck's coming of age character arc #< that's it. that's the show.

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playingwiththetennisgrownups · 2 months ago

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OK so long post, please bear with me here.

1) When I have a hyperfixation, I (like many neurosparkly people) take any slight, perceived or otherwise, against the object of my hyperfixation incredibly personally. My hyperfixation is on Jannik himself as much as it is on tennis (I don't like admitting that LOL) so right now, I'm pretty stressed. I have no idea how he's holding it together because I am NOT. Yes, I am trying to be all manifesting positivity and not worry about something I can't control because and my therapist would be incredibly proud of me, she's been working on this with me for years. Like I legitimately feel like I've just failed a drugs test here. I feel worse than I did when I lost my job a couple of months ago.

2) I am autistic so it's possible that might be reading intent behind comments I'm seeing wrong but jokes/comments/anything about unaliving yourself and/or or perpetrating violence against sporting agencies = bad. I'm finding things I'm seeing to be very triggering. I have just had a panic attack here. Li has had to do some grounding with me. I'm still kinda crying. I have been dealing with unaliving myself ideation for over 30 years, and have attempted to do so on multiple occasions.

Jokes about unaliving yourself are not funny. If you think it's an appropriate way of expressing how upset/angry/stressed you are, it's not. If you seriously feel that way, please please please get help, please talk to someone. It doesn't have to be a professional.

This… y'all it's making me incredibly uncomfortable and triggered, and I don't use 'trigger' lightly - my partner has c-PTSD and I have many diagnosed anxiety/mental health disorders, so I never use it to mean 'oh I just don't like it', we're talking full on involuntary recall of trauma here and psychological and physiological response to said trauma.

I'm already loving tennisblr and I want to be part of the community I've found here. I absolutely do not expect anywhere online to be a safe space for me. I've been in online fandom for over 25 years, I know it's down to me to curate my online experience - and believe me, I do. So going forward, and I absolutely don't mean to flounce here because I don't want to leave, I am here for the fucking love of tennis, of Jannik, but may have to start unfollowing/block for the good of my own mental health. Which I hate because up to now, my experience of tennisblr, of Jannikblr, is pretty much full of love and acceptance and a very welcoming community. But before I go ahead and start unfollowing/blocking, I wanted to take the time to put this post out there and hope that maybe it'll make people think about what they're saying, about the impact the language that's being used can have. If you feel the need to unfollow me for saying this, I understand.

3) I'm seeing some misinformation about the appeal being spread. So, from what I've been able to ascertain, as this is an appeal case that's being put before the CaS, the process is different because there's no investigation being done by them - that's already been done by the ITIA. This is WADA saying we disagree with the outcome. WADA have submitted their appeal, Sinner's team will now/may already have submit their reply to the CaS. The CaS then decide if they're even going to accept the appeal. If they do, a hearing well be held, both parties present evidence and argue their case. Now, as this is an appeals case, this must be done WITHIN 3 months. And the verdict can be given on the day of the panel. (https://www.tas-cas.org/en/general-information/frequently-asked-questions.html)

4) I know I've used the phrase 'manifest positivity' already, both in this post and previous, but like… Tennisblr manifested the Sincaraz season slam, right?. Tennisblr is working super hard on manifesting a Sincaraz final in Beijing. So lets use our powers for good and send out the good vibes into the universe, and buoy up our boy, let him know we're behind him, we believe in him and all that. (Yeah, kinda pagan kinda hippie. I kinda am).

At the end of the day, regardless of what happens, we know he did nothing wrong!

Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk. But seriously, if you've read this far, thank you.

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summertimebabez · 5 months ago

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JJ Maybank - Do you still love me? Part 1

Y/N P.O.V.

Me and JJ have been dating for almost 3 years. I love him with all my heart. He is the dream boyfriend. He opens the door for me, he respects me, he cares abut me. I am so in love with JJ Maybank. I admit it. When he holds me at night I feel safe and secure. Everytime he talks to me I feel butterflies forming in my stomach. I still remember the first time we met. The moment replays in my head as I lay in bed. The moment we met was special. I really fell for him as stupid as that sounds.

The first time we met we were drunk and high so, we ended up making out but didn't do anything else. He took me back to the chateau into John B's spare room and we passed out shortly after we laid down on his bed.

As I lay in bed I fantasize about my future with him until I'm inturrupted by a knock on the door. " Come in. " I said. Sarah came in with a grim look on her face smiling widely. We stared at eachother for a solid 10 minutes until I broke the silence between us by saying, " What? " Sarahs smile just got even wider which I didn't think it was humanly possible to smile that wide. She finally said " We are going out today. So get ready. " " But, I just wanna relax. " " I don't care. We are going. Get dressed. " " Where are we going. " She then walks to the door and walks out and yells back from the hall " Oh, and wear something hot. " I do as she says. I wear a cute pink top, jean shorts, and some sandles.

When I leave the room Sarah says " Damn. Spicy Mama. " That's when I notice JJ sitting on his phone not even noticing me. Then Kie said " I'd tap that ass. Come over here Y/N. " It's only then that I see him finally look at me. He doesn't say anything. He just walks past me bumping into me. " Fuck is his problem? " John B asks. " Maybe he's on his period." Kie said jokingly. " Maybe we should get him snacks and tampons. " Sarah jokes while histaricly laughing. " Y'all are dying." says John B looking slightly concerned at the two girls. " If you die just know I'm not going to save you. I'm off duty. " Pope says as serious as he could but soon after all four of them are laughing.

I just go to the bathroom and lock the door. I start crying silently. I then do my makeup and it's time to go. When we all are in the twinkie JJ sits opposite of me by pope and kie. He puts his arm around her as if they were dating but she's with pope and he's with me. I felt like crying. Sarah who was next to be whispered " You ok? " " Ya, don't worry 'bout me. " She gave me a look that tells me she doesn't beleive me. She then looks at JJ. I saw sarah pull out her phone and text him something. He then looks at me then starts to fidget with his rings.

JJ P.O.V.

When I heard Kie say that about Y/N only then I noticed her with a smile on her face when she met my eyes. I then got a call from my dad. I got up abruptly and nudged her. I didn't notice though. During the call I heard them joking about me being on my period which was dumb as fuck. I then saw Y/N go into the bathroom her lower lip quivering. I then heard the lock. She was crying I could hear it even over my dad yelling and the rest of the pogues laughing.

When I was done with the phone call I heard everyone going into the twinkie. I went in and instead of going to sit next to Y/N I sat next to Kie and pope. I put my arm around her. I didn't look at Y/N not once. I then felt my phone vibrate. I looked expecting a text from my dad but instead I was met with a text from sarah saying;

'What the Actual Living Fuck. You're dating Y/N not Kie. So get over yourself and comfort your girl. Can't you see she's not ok? Your being a class-A dick right now.'

That's when I look at Y/N. She is on the verge of crying. I felt bad. I started playing with my rings instead of comforting her.

At the party

Y/N P.O.V.

The music was blasting. The party was at some random persons house. I needed to get away from everything. I went upstairs to find a quiet place. I went into the first door that was unlocked. To my dismay I found JJ ontop of some random girl fucking her. They didn't notice me until kie found me and took sveral pictures and videos and sent it to the group chat. He checked his phone and saw it. He looked behind him to see me. I was just frozen in shock. I started to walk away when he quickly got dressed and chased after me. I went back to John B's house. When I got there I went straight to me and JJ room. He showed up shortly after. He was in the front yard pacing. I started to pack my stuff and leave. When I went out of the front door everyone's heads turned to me. I started to walk away from everyone. JJ noticed me and started to run after me.

He started calling y name but I was too mesmorized to speak. All I could feel was anger and rage. If he kept pushing I would end up snapping. He grabbed my arm. " Babe, wait." " I'm not your babe anymore remember. You just cheated on me like 30 minutes ago. " " Please forgive me she didn't mean anything to me. " " JJ, get your hands off of me before you don't have hands anymore. " " Woah there tiger calm down. " I started walking away he called after me. I turned around and said. " FUCK YOU JJ MAYBANK. I HOPE YOU GO TO HELL." When I turn around I'm met by rafe's gaze. "Fuck" I say to myself. The girl JJ was fucking somehow found me and started punching me.

It was Rafe's girlfriend. Figures. I then start beating her ass, she was about to die but, I decide to make her blackout. I then stand up and say " Next time you fuck someone's boyfriend don't fuck mine. " " OH AND FYI JJ WE ARE OVER. " Rafe rushes to her and slaps her.

He then follows me and slaps my ass. I go to the Cameron Mansion to have a sleepover with Sarah because she spent the night due to a disagreement with John B. I then felt a hand corress my cheek when I woke up I saw...

#jj maybank #obx fic #outer banks #rafe cameron #y/n #jj x reader #obx pogues #jj maybank x pogue!reader

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blossom-hwa · 11 months ago

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omg same anon here that requested the model soobin + designer reader that was so good aoaajddkjjjs&#@*kdj thank you ☆_☆

also i feel like i might have sent a similar ask to the following (maybe tumblr ate it) but if no one yet has straight up asked for taehyun fandancer au then plz taehyun fandancer au. and/or any other txt members in the same au if you want (no pressure to again though it's ok !!!)

I am so late...it's fine it's fine it's fine LMAO anyway idk if anyone is still looking for their drabbles from the summertime fest, but I'm trying to do them now - hope y'all enjoy :)

this is an excerpt from a fic idea I'm trying to flesh out; it might be a little confusing but here's the gist - fan dancer mc is trying to hide soobin, the missing crown prince, from those who want to kill him, and in the meantime taehyun is trying to court them and mc desperately wants to say yes but can't because caring for soobin is first priority (they promised a friend). horrible dilemmas I feel for mc so bad (I want taehyun too </3)

summertime drabble fest: send me an idol from the list (Stray Kids, Ateez, TXT, Seventeen) + a prompt (check out the post for ideas) and I’ll write a drabble for you!

REQUESTS CLOSED!

Title: In the Eyes of the Night

Pairing: Taehyun x gender neutral!reader

Word count: 2.1k

Genre: slight angst, fan dancer!mc and nobility!Taehyun

Warnings: mentions of blood

Once backstage you nearly fall onto one of the benches behind the gauzy curtains that frame the dais, dropping your fans and gingerly taking off first your shoes, then the wrappings around your feet. They come away sweaty and smelly, which is only to be expected, but a pained hiss escapes your lips as you peel cloth off the blisters that burst during your time on the stage, leaving stains of yellow and red on the fabric.

Your stomach drops. It's not as if you had expected anything less, not after what happened last night, but seeing the mess of blood and pus in the light somehow makes it all worse.

"Need some help?" Juyeon's deep voice sounds overhead. You meet his concerned smile with a wry grimace of your own. "Don't worry about me," you reply, already grabbing one of the clean towels nearby. "Your performance is next, right? You should go prepare. I'll be fine."

His eyes flicker over to the clock on the wall and a grimace of his own passes over his lips as he registers how little time he has left. "I'll send someone with water," he promises. "Clean your feet properly."

"Thanks, Juyeon. I'll be fine," you reassure him, even as the stinging pain threatens to bring tears to your eyes. "It's just a few blisters."

Juyeon disappears into the gauzy curtains, and you take the moment alone to stretch your feet onto the bench. Stars above, your legs ache something awful. Normally you would just attribute this to the endless cycle of performance and practice, but all that running around yesterday took everything out of you. The adrenaline of the chase, the fear that you would be caught, captured - or even worse, that the prince you were hiding would be seen -

Not for the first time, you curse your friend in the shadows for saddling you with the responsibility of a missing prince. How do you hide a prince in your own tiny room? How do you keep him out of sight but still get him food, get him water, get him the basic things he needs to survive? She didn't tell you anything when she dumped him on you, didn't tell you anything except that he was the prince who the royal family had declared missing and that you needed to hide him or else people would kill him.

You're not an assassin. You're nothing special, not like she is. You can't use a knife. You can't wield a sword. You're just a fan dancer and nothing else and the responsibility of a prince is going to kill you, if it doesn't kill him first.

Ugh. You rest a hand on your heart, forcing deep breaths. "Everything is fine," you mutter to yourself, as though saying it aloud will make it true. It is true, in a way. Your prince wasn't seen last night, for all the danger you were in. He wasn't captured. He wasn't killed. You were able to distract those who would hunt him, even if your bare feet and legs took more cuts than you were used to on the sharp stones outside. Even if it took all of your remaining energy not to collapse in a heap of silk and fans onstage.

Gahyeon comes running over with a small basin of cold water. You thank her, brush her away when she offers to help, and begin cleaning up the mess of blood on your stinking feet. As soon as it's all cleared away and you've wrapped the open sores in clean bandages, you force yourself to stand and limp to your room. With every step, pain hisses up your legs, but you make it there in the end.

You tap the door slightly, knocking once, twice, three times in a pattern to announce your presence. When a few knocks sound in return, you slide it open and step inside, closing it quickly behind you.

Soobin sits in the corner of the room, looking small and hunched over for all his height. His eyes are dull, despondent. "Hello," he mumbles.

All of your previous curses about the responsibility of a prince melt away, replaced by pity in the face of the crown prince's misery. "Hello, Your Highness," you murmur respectfully. "Are you well?"

"I'm fine," he replies quickly, which is how you know he isn't. "Are your feet alright?"

"Just a few cuts and blisters." You smile a little, trudging over to the small mirror set on one of the walls. "I'll survive."

"...I'm so sorry."

"There is no need to be," you respond firmly, turning around from touching up your makeup. "You are my prince and I swore an oath to our friend in the shadows to keep you safe. If I have to bear some pain in my feet for it, no matter. I'm a dancer, anyway." You smile at him. "I'm used to it."

He doesn't look convinced, but he doesn't try to apologize again, so you count that as a win. "You said someone helped you last night," he says, changing the subject.

Your eyebrows furrow. "Yes," you reply lowly, unwanted memories rushing back of shadows and snarls and blades flashing in the moonlight - and above all, one familiar voice shouting for you to run as his sword slashed down, starlight shimmering on the metal.

Your heart skips a beat. Taehyun Kang. In the moment, when you couldn't breathe and couldn't think, you couldn't believe it was him. But you've replayed those seconds over and over in your mind, and there's no question anymore. Taehyun of the family Kang, one of the middle nobility who frequents your performances and has been trying to court your interest for almost two months...

He saved you. And you can't even thank him, because he didn't see your face, and you can't reveal that that was you.

"Did you see who they were?" Soobin asks.

You wipe your fingers on a towel by the mirror, eyes carefully downcast. "No," you reply, and truth be told, you're not sure why you lie. Maybe because you want to keep this moment to yourself. Maybe because deep down, you aren't sure it was really him.

Maybe because you don't want to acknowledge how hard this makes everything, knowing that you owe Taehyun your life when all he professes to want is your love - and you can't even give him that, however you might want to, for fear that your duty to a missing prince will come to light and all your shadow friend's carefully-laid plans will be ruined.

"I must go now," you say, turning back around. A pair of soft slippers waits by your door and you slip them over your bandaged feet, wincing. You cast the missing prince a soft smile. "I'll be back later, with some food and water."

Soobin nods. He looks exhausted. "Thank you."

With a final smile, you slip out of the room and step lightly down the halls, forcing yourself not to limp the entire way.

. . .

Back in the crowded main hall, Jinyoung waves you over the second you step in his direction. "Can you take the section in the corner?" he asks, gesturing to an area close to the stage.

For the second damn time that evening, your heart skips a beat. Because before you even look over, you know who will be in that section. At least who will be taking one of the tables there.

Taehyun.

"Of course," you say anyway, because while Taehyun's stare may be unrelenting, he's never disrespectful - in fact, it's cute when his friends tease him for his never-ending stare and his cheeks tint with more blush than you can attribute to the alcohol. And you can't lie - you like seeing him. You like being around him. He makes you feel comfortable in a way few other men have, and even if he's been clear with his intentions, he's never forced you to make an answer to him, only greeted you with kindness and care.

Gods above, your heart aches to finally say yes to one of his offers - to buy you a drink, to take you for a meal, to walk with you on the shoreline under the night sky. How could you not, when those sparkling eyes shine at you with all the grace and care in the world? But you can't sacrifice your duty to a missing prince for even a few nights spent in Taehyun's arms - it's too dangerous, with your friend in the shadows gone. Until she returns, and who knows when that will be, you must stay put.

A wry smile curls your lips. Stars, it would be so much easier if he were less easy to fall for.

Someone hands you a tray of drinks, and you begin to make your way through the chaos. The first group that waves you over isn’t his. It’s a rowdy group of sailors who laugh a little too much and talk a little too loudly, but they’re harmless as they thank you for the several glasses of alcohol that you pour out on their table. The second group isn’t his either, nor the third, nor the fourth. Slowly, you wade through the chaos, flashing a pretty smile at everyone who deigns to meet your eye, filling orders as fast as you can until you find yourself near the stage.

The music is louder here, and it slowly thrums its way through your body, settling your heart. Beomgyu is dancing now and you allow your eyes to meet his once, an encouraging smile on your lips just before you turn to serve the table to your right. Then you turn to the left.

Taehyun's small group is a friendly sight to your eyes. Your smile grows a little as you pour out their usual drinks, laughing and bantering as they thank you. By the time you've reached Taehyun, who is on the other side of the table, you feel somewhat better.

"Good evening, my lord." You smile softly, taking in the empty glass before him. "Would you like your usual?"

"No, Y/N, I'll be fine for tonight." His voice, soft-spoken as always and so different from the commanding shout that rang through the air last night, fusing you with the energy and adrenaline to run. And all of a sudden you're back in that moment, under the dark sky, cornered, feet bleeding, breath sharp and fast with panic...

"Y/N?"

You force yourself to breathe. To come back to earth. You dig your foot into one of the floorboards and the pain that flares from one of the blisters forces you to focus. "I apologize," you say quietly, ignoring the strange look that Taehyun is giving you now. He can't know. He won't know -

"You're limping."

His words pierce through the fog of your thoughts, hitting your ears with a startling precision.

You’re limping.

You straighten immediately, ignoring how the pain in your feet flares when you do. “I’m sorry?”

“You’re limping,” he repeats, and one glance at him is all you need to know that you didn’t convince him at all. The dark eyes that stare at you with so much intensity fall down to the floor where your feet stand, hidden beneath your robes. When he looks back up, only gentle concern floats in his magnetic irises. “Are you all right?”

Something in his voice almost makes you tell the truth, that no, you aren’t quite fine, you probably shouldn’t have danced today but you had no choice when the only other option was to explain where all the sores in your feet came from - and for a moment, you almost feel tears well up in your eyes. What is it with him, this noble with eyes as intense as his voice can be gentle, this son of a lord who has never once taken his eyes from you but always manages to stare with a respectful distance, never once making you feel like something less than human?

Why is he so perfect, and why is it that for all he wants you, you can't have him?

But training kicks in, the easy, bland smile lifting the corners of your lips as your exchange begins to catch the attention of the rest of his friends. Just in time, really, though there is still a little ache in your chest when you nod. “I’m fine,” you say. “Thank you for your concern, my lord, but I assure you I’m all right.” You turn away from their table, then, making sure not to limp on your way.

No matter how much it kills your feet to do so.

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