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[possesseddesiress]

Brother's Issues

CONTENT WARNING: This story includes themes of transformation and body control with a suggestive approach. If this type of narrative is not to your liking or you do not meet the recommended age, we suggest you do not continue. All images used (if any) belong to their respective owners. I claim no authorship over them and they are only used for illustrative purposes.

If you decide to go ahead, welcome to Possessed Desires, where mind and body are never completely under your control.

Brother's Issues (English Version)

My older brother was infuriating. A guy with more ego than brains, but who had such an enviable body that it further reinforced his smug attitude.

The fights in my house were constant, the idiot left his clothes all over the place and hardly showered! He was always bragging about his "man smell"; and of course, being the oldest, my parents let him do whatever he wanted. He always got away with it, and I could only die of envy.

Mark was the big brother while I just made do with the scraps, I don't think I'm unattractive, but when you compare a river to the sea, clearly the sea is going to win.

He always got everyone's attention: teachers, family, even my ex-boyfriends; even if he wasn't gay, they always ended up confessing to me that what they wanted was to be near him.

And I was fed up.

I had been lost on the Internet for at least two hours in the wee hours of the morning, not seeing anything interesting until an email seemed to arrive.

"Want to be someone else? Read this email."

The first thing I did was close the message. It was ridiculous, sure it was some kind of spam mail. But the more time passed, an extra curiosity began to tingle in me, until I couldn't take it anymore. I ended up opening it and reading it.

It had a series of instructions on how to prepare a concoction with rather curious ingredients, but that would cause two people to change their bodies when they drank it.

Again I thought it was all stupidity, when I heard something crashing again and again against my wall from my brother's room, and the excited screams of a girl who was probably his fling today, like almost every night.

I had reached my limit.

The next morning, I set about gathering all the ingredients, until I finally came up with the last one: the other person's sweat, I thought it would be difficult, but I remembered that my brother left his sweaty underwear everywhere in the house. That morning, he was out, so I thought it would be easy to sneak into his room to steal some boxers.

No sooner had I entered his room than I had filled my nostrils with a pungent odor, the whole stench of my brother was quite strong. It looked like he hadn't cleaned his room in years and it just smelled like sweat and his fluids, it stank...

I was going through his dirty clothes when I heard the thunder of the wood on his door, my skin crawled, expecting a knock. But my brother wasn't standing in the frame, but his best friend: Theo.

— What are you doing here, buddy?

Theo was a nice guy, I didn't know how he was friends with my brother. His blond hair was silky, his smile was bright...

And I'd had a crush on him for as long as I could remember.

I didn't know if it was because he treated me well, because he was a good person and kind, or all together. But gosh, he sure drove me crazy.

— N-nothing. I was about to pick up Mark's laundry.

— Is he making you do his laundry again?

I swallowed hard right then and there.

— Uh, yeah, yeah.

— Let me help you.

He came over to me to lift the basket and carry it to the laundry room, my heart was beating fast.

I didn't know if it was because I was afraid Mark would come in at any moment and notice the absence of his sweaty clothes, or if it was from being with Theo.

— Well, buddy, there's the laundry. I'll wait for your brother in his room, see you.

He waved his hands, disappearing. As soon as he left, I dived into the pile of stinky clothes, trying to find the freshest thing possible. I grabbed a pair of red underpants, they felt wet and smelly, I tried not to smell them but ended up stuffing them in my face. Soon that would be my smell...

I gathered the rest of the ingredients, prepared it in a jar and when I squeezed the sweat out of it, I swear I saw how it shined.

I let it sit until the next morning. I knew my brother was going out to work out as usual, so I always prepared his protein for the gym; before he went out, I opened the glass to pour half of the liquid and run back to my room.

The rest of the time passed slowly, I didn't know whether to drink the rest of the concoction, what if something went wrong, what if I ended up doing something bad to my brother?

Thousands of questions tormented me, but I caught a glimpse of my brother's body: Tall, stocky, with his stinky armpits, his strong legs, how his arms swelled or his big pecs. All that could be mine, at last not just the puny brother, I could be the big one.

I ended up drinking all the concoction, up to the last drop; for an instant I felt nothing, until suddenly I felt a cramp accompanied by an intense pain and dizziness, I fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes, feeling my whole body trembling and my vision went black.

In less than a second, I could see light again. However, something felt strange from the moment I blinked. Maybe it was the aroma I was now emanating, the place where I was now or the noise of weights and sports machinery being used.

I looked down, noticing my tanned skin, my thick pecs and muscles, yes I was strong!

I couldn't help but let out an excited laugh and dropped the weights my brother was carrying moments before, I almost looked like a schoolgirl with emotions running high.

I immediately dropped everything, walking uncertainly towards the bathrooms or the locker room. As soon as I saw my new reflection, it was like feeling an adrenaline rush, I was seeing my brother's reflection! I flexed his arms, enjoying how my arms and chest were swelling up. Gosh, yes!

I lifted my armpit, beginning to lick and sniff, enjoying the aroma. I clutched my nose against my new hairy armpit, panting loudly as if unhinged.I caressed every inch of my new skin, bristling at the slightest touch. I smiled smugly.

— Oh yes, my name is Mark.... – I murmured, taking the opportunity to touch the relief of my brother's pecs, letting out a squeal from the sensitivity – I'm the star athlete of my high school, a real casanova – I was loving every second, seeing how what I was saying, my brother was making exact copy of it – I used to like girls but now.... I don't know, bro. I think I'll only like boys.

I was drunk with power. I ended up leaving the gym after finding my brother's stuff, I didn't even change, I enjoyed feeling how the wet clothes stuck against my skin, the stench my body gave off, even how other guys saw me.

I ended up getting home, I didn't hear any noise, everything was quiet. I knew my parents were at work, so I went upstairs, straight to my room.

I was scared to find my brother in my body, awake. My heart was pounding... but when I opened the door, I could see my old body lying on the floor, asleep.

I smiled, I couldn't help but scoff inwardly, I even moved him slightly to see if he would react.

—You're not so strong anymore, are you, little brother? – I said teasingly.

I simply turned around, closing the door to go to my brother's room. I lifted my armpit, smiling at the scent; now I understood why he was addicted to smelling that bad.

I started rummaging through his closet, beginning to try on all of his clothes. There was something exciting about it that made my skin crawl.

I put on everything I could get my hands on: Sport shirts, shorts, skinny jeans, leather jackets. It was fun, until I found something in a drawer that made my new member firm up instantly. It was a smelly sports spandex, it was my brother's wrestling uniform. I suddenly took off my clothes to put that on instead, I smiled as I saw it fit perfectly on my body, all in place.

My fat legs encased in the tight fabric, leaving nothing to the imagination. I sat in a chair my brother had in front of his mirror, leaning back.

Loving the way I looked, I picked up his phone to start taking pictures of myself, letting my strong muscles show, or my armpits, I even made the occasional silly face.

I was a brainless jock now, wasn't I?

I sniffed hard at my new masculinity, taking advantage of the friction to drive me crazy. I was waving my hand frantically when someone entered the room, it was Theo.

— Shit! – I muttered, covering myself. He just raised his eyebrow.

— What are you doing? - he asked without giving it much importance.

— Nothing, nothing. I wasn't expecting you – I mumbled, trying to avoid his gaze.

— I told you yesterday I'd come today, are you running out of brain cells from so much protein? – He joked. I felt a warm feeling in my stomach when I heard him laugh – What are you wearing?

— My wrestling uniform, what else? – I tried to diminish the strangeness of the moment, I had to be more like Mark – it drives girls crazy, don't you think? – I muttered, flexing my arms for him.

Theo let out a friendly laugh, nodding.

— Sure, dude.

We talked for a while, at first he caught me off guard but the more I talked to him, I felt my brother's knowledge and tastes seep in. Suddenly he was talking about his subjects, his other friends, video games that only he knew about, even what sports games were coming up.

— Mark, do you want to go play video games at my house? I bought something new and we can go try it out.

— Sure, bro – I felt natural with every step and every sentence. I changed my clothes so we could go without looking ridiculous, that would be for later – Let me let my annoying brother know.

I ended up walking to my old room, still lying my body on the floor. I went out with Theo, walking down the street and enjoying the sun.

— Sometimes you're too hard on him.

— With who? – I said a bit confused.

— With your younger brother, I remember when you used to get along with him.

I felt some guilt for what he made me remember, there was a time when Mark was protective of me, and I was always hanging out with him and Theo, until.... Wow, I don't know what happened.

— He's such a loser.

— I like him, he's really nice.

I smiled to myself to hear my crush say such a thing. We ended up arriving at his house, apparently no one was home. We went up to Theo's room where we played for at least two hours, the afternoon went by fast; we kept talking about trivial topics but I couldn't help looking at him from time to time.

I felt a connection with him, natural because of my brother's friendship with Theo, but there was something that also seeped out of me, that I liked. The way he laughed, or his hair falling on his forehead, his skin, fuck, fuck...

— Come on, dude. I'm kicking your ass! – I could see how my character ended up being defeated, I was silent, just listening to his laughter, which confused him, he turned to look at me. – Mark... Are you ok?

And I couldn't hold it in any longer.

I approached him to kiss him softly, I was afraid he wouldn't kiss me back, but he immediately started kissing me again.

It was a chaos of kisses, my hands wandering awkwardly through his hair.

— Jesus, Mark...

— Don't you love it?

— I love it, man...

We ended up kissing like crazy. There were a lot of questions in me, So Theo was gay? Did he always have feelings for Mark? Was this the relationship they had? What was going on here?

But the more kisses he gave me, the less I cared. In a matter of mere seconds again we were kissing intensely and passionately. I had everything I wanted, the body I deserved, the boy of my dreams? At last everything was in place.

Theo climbed on top of me, still kissing me, even tenderly.

— Do you want me to take good care of you, big guy?

He whispered in a tone I never thought I'd hear him speak. He caressed my chest and then my abs.

— Theo...

I murmured.

— Shh...

I immediately quieted down. And gosh... He sure knew how to use his mouth, my eyes rolled to white from just feeling how over and over again he acted greedily. I was lost in the sensation until I could feel my new phone vibrating like crazy, I preferred to ignore it, but I kept getting notifications.

I reluctantly picked up the phone, only to see notifications from my old number. Apparently my brother had already woken up, there were endless messages:

"What did you do, midget!? Where are you!?"

And more messages from him, completely hysterical, although there was one in particular that made me trace a wide smile on my face:

"Are you with Theo?! Stay away from my best friend!"

I immediately activated the camera to send him some pictures. Which infuriated him even more.

I was about to burst out laughing when I heard Theo's phone start ringing.

— Mfh... Wait a minute, buddy – he sat back up and picked up his phone to check who was calling – That's weird, your brother is calling me.

— Don't answer it - I tried to sound natural.

But Theo seemed to ignore me, he answered and not only that, he put it on speaker.

— Hello?

There was silence, until Mark finally exploded with my squeaky voice.

— Theo, it's Mark! My idiot brother did something and now I'm in his body! That asshole is using my body, you have to do something!

Theo looked at me strangely, scowling, I couldn't even hold his gaze.

— Didn't you hear, Theo?! That's not me that's with you! You have to do something!

I guess the luck had lasted only a few seconds, now Theo would reject me or even hate me.

— I know, Mark – I looked up quickly, I could see the boy of my dreams with a cold profile, but not for me exactly – And I like it that way.

My old voice sounded hysterical and annoyed over the speaker until Theo cut the call.

— So... You know?

— Yes, I do.

— Was I too obvious?

— A little, but it wasn't really about that.

Without warning he kissed me again.

— But Theo...

— Who do you think sent you the mail?

He let out a laugh to kiss me intensely, I had to restrain myself from kissing him for hours or putting my hands on his body.

— Why?

— Because I've seen you, buddy - he smiled, then I realized that I always use the nickname he used to call me - I know how you look at me, I know how much you liked it. And although I felt something similar, I couldn't reciprocate you, I saw you as my little brother, it felt... wrong. Your brother's body, though, I could certainly mess with it an infinite number of times.

He caressed my smooth abs.

— So you like that I'm Mark?

— I love it. The goofy jock look suits you.

He grabbed my pecs to weigh them, then without warning lunged against my armpits to lick and sniff like crazy.

After a few weeks, I ended up adapting to my brother's life perfectly. I continued playing his sports, improved his grades, got along with his friends... The only change was when “he” came out as openly gay, my parents had to accept it and my younger brother... Well, he has no choice but to watch me bring my cute boyfriend, formerly best friend, into my room every night.

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[lavenderhateswritting]

Sinister!Mark x Reader

You're running. The streets are chaos and deep in your heart you understand that there is very little you can do. Running from one person to the next desperately trying to heal who you can, has taken so much out of you . You've been going for hours at this point with no end in sight. The carnage is so brutal you're having a hard time distinguishing one body from the other. When you can you lean down and heal those who are still alive and breathing and point them to the nearest safe house.

Invincible and you had never been close. He was obviously a very nice guy and you could respect him for trying to fight the good fight, but you were support. When the world went to shit you came in after to pick up the pieces so you to never really got to know him. Now you don't know if you'll be able to look him in the eyese without seeing the carnage being created by the other Invincibles around the world.

You were at home when a Mark began reeking habit on downtown Chicago. You couldn't just sit and wait for the fight to be over so you ran to the streets and tried your hardest to help where you could. Which had gotten you caught out without any backup and low on energy.

"It's okay I've got you" You told the civilian you were leaning down to heal.

"Thank you. Oh god thank you I can't feel my legs"

"I'm gonna heal you and then you're gonna have to make a run for the safe house on halsted okay" You placed your hand on his knee and felt some of your energy being sapped away as you fixed his legs.

"You're waisting your time I'm just gonna kill you both anyways." The voice made a chill run down your back.

How could you be so stupid you should have been paying attention. The sounds of destruction had been steadily geting closer, but between your fight to try and help as many people as you could and stop yourself from collapsing everything had turned to background noise. And now he was right behind you.

"Of course I guess if you wanted I could give you a head start. What do you think 10 seconds or 20? I mean it doesn't matter, but time is time." His mocking tone just added on to your hopelessness. You weren't going to make it out of here alive.

The civilian you were helping began to stumble to his street and run as fast as he could. You watched as he tripped over his feet trying his hardest to make use of his head start.

"Aww that's really cute he's actually trying. That's okay I'll make it quick." The Invincible double said. You felt him speed passed you getting dust and dirt in your eyes.

"WAIT NO!" You screamed as you tried to warn the civilian desperately trying to get away. It was to late the Invincible double already had his fist in their stomach up to the elbow.

"Haha sorry about that you just healed that guy right." He finally turned to you. He looked exactly like Invincible except his suit was black and yellow instead of blue and yellow and his smile there was something so rotten about the smile he sent you.

"Well isn't that interesting." He looked at your face and the sinister smile he had on his face began to grow. You could barely breathe and all of a sudden he was directly in front of you scanning your face so close you could feel his breath on youre skin.

"You look just like them." If it was possible his smile got even wider.

You jumped backwards desperately trying to crawl away as fast as possible. It didn't matter. He grabbed your face with a grip so hard that you could feel your jaw straining under the force.

"Now where do you think you're going love. It's been so long since I've seen this face of yours."

"Let go of me I don't know who the hell you are , but just kill me already you asshole." Your voice was shaking, but you were trying your hardest to at least die with dignity.

"Has the Mark in this universe left you to sit here just running around with that fire in you. What a fucking idiot." He finally let go of your face. You turned to make a run for it, but before you could the ground was already disappearing underneath your feet.

"You know in my universe we used to do this all the time. I'd fly you up here and then I'd fuck you above all of these worms who never stood a chance agaisnt me." He was holding you up by your shoulders and shooting into the sky. He watched your face as he spoke those words searching for some kind of reaction all you could do was scream.

"Put me down. Holy shit put me down you crazy son of a bitch." Your eyes were watering from the wind in your eyes and you were so high you could no longer see the Chicago skyline.

"Really you want me to put you down?" He was smiling still laughing at your panicking. "Ok if you say so." And then he let you go.

The ground was geting closer and closer and as you flailed your arms you were certain this would be it.

"Nah just kidding." He said as he swooped in and grabbed you a few miles above the ground.

"Why are you crying love you know I would never drop you." There were tears free flowing down your face now you.

"What do yo want from me. I don't know anything that could help you. I don't even know Invincible that well." Your voice was shot you. It felt like you ahd been screaming for hours you were drained in a way you had never felt before.

"Oh love I don't want anything from you. I never did." His faced softened into something that could almost be viewed as love. He leaned forward and you flinched back, but you couldn't go far as he placed his head in the crook of your neck.

"They took you from me. Turned you against me. Made me have to do something I would have never done If they hadn't left me with no other choice." As he was speaking his hold on you got tighter and tighter until you couled feel your bones creaking.

"But, I've been given another chance and I won't fail you this time." He turned his head against your neck and you finally felt him leave a feather light kiss on your neck.

You thought as fast as you could and finally you reached your arm up and rubbed your hand on his forearm.

"It's okay Mark. I'm right here, but you've gotta let me down you know. You've gotta let me do my job." You had no clue how the other you acted and if you're being honest you just needed to get out of here anyway you could.

"If I let you goback to work I'm just gonna have to kill you again." The saddened ex lover was gone and now it was just the mass killer again.

"Okay okay I won't go back to work then I'll go back to my apartment." You just needed to get out of his hold any way you could if you're being honest. You would have told him you were going to backflip off Sears Tower if it would have gotten him to let you go.

He pulled his head back so fast of he could have gotten whiplash you could have sworn he would have gotten it. There was maic look to his face again.

"Yeah we're going to go back to your apartment. And then we're going to watch (favorite show) and have some pizza. You're a genuis love." He kissed the top of your head and then all of a sudden you were speeding off and were in front of the door to your apartment.

You were staring at it with shaking hands and wide opened eyes. The psycho killer who had already killed one version of you and had killed a civilian diectly in front of you after destroying a city new exactly where your apartment was. That's just fucking great.

"Open the door love." His voice still had that manic edge to it as he stood behind you. You reached into your pocket and fumbled with your keys before you opened the door.

He zipped in immediately and began taking his suit off while floating off the ground.

"Woof I need a shower order the food and I'll borrow some of your clothes okay." He was peeling the bloody costume off in the middle of your fucking living room.

Your eyes nearly popped out of your head as you watched him get undressed. You were seeing parts of Invincible that you really weren't ever supposed to see and holy shit he wasn't wearing underwear. You turned your head and trying to not think about the line of hair that began below his stomach and worked its way down lower than you were ever supposed to see on him.

"I can't order food you destroyed the city remember." Why would you say that your brain was literally short circuiting right now.

"Haa yeah I did whoops guess we'll just have to make something." And then he spead off down the hall to your bathroom. Something in you wanted to keep your costume on if nothing else than just as emotional support since you were trapped in your one bedroom apartment with a fucking serial killer. But the dust and grime had begun to make your skin itch and before you knew it he was out of the bathroom and you were in it.

Sitting on the couch you turned on (favorite show). He layed his head on your lap and grabbed your hand and placed it on his head. You began to work your hands through his hair as he slowly started to loose the tension in his body. Once you finally heard his breath shllow out and tiny snores make their way past his lips you finally hung your head back. Fuck how were you gonna explain this to Cecil.

Grammar mistakes probably I speed wrote this in the middle of the night I can't tell if I wanna write about Conquest next or Batman I love old men I don't know if this really reads like Sinister he feels a little more sidistic than I've made him here

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Grim - Blazing Jewel Vignette

"We'll cheer the loudest"

[Sewing Room]

Grim: This is where they're making the outfits for that Blazing Jewel music performance thing, right?

Grim: Crowley said the staff had to go to a meeting, so he's asked us to get everyone's measurements…

Grim: But no one's here, even though it's time for them to show up. They're all late!

???: Urgh… Nnnn…

Grim: Hm? Did you just say something?

1. Nope, nothing. 2. Wasn't that you?

???: Hhhhhhnnnng…!

[Lilia drags Idia in]

Idia: I don't wanna! There's too many people! I wanna go back to my room!

Lilia: You've already come all the way here, steel yourself, already. C'mon everyone, into the room, let's go.

Rook: Why, hello there, Trickster. And you as well, Monsieur Furball. Did we keep you waiting?

Cater: I know they said for all the juniors to come at this time to get measured for the upcoming performance…

Trey: But no matter how long we waited, we couldn't get the full party together. We had to go out searching for the guys who didn't show up.

Malleus: I received no notification of any measurements that were to take place.

Vil: That's just because you didn't see the message sent to your phone.

Leona: Ugh, this is more than a pain… We're here already, so let's get it over with.

Lilia: No need to rush! I know I can't wait to see all our matching outfits. I've been excited ever since I saw the designs drawn out.

Cater: Riiiight～? I bet we'd be a huge hit just standing around ♪ I bet we'd even hit the trending posts on Magicam!

Rook: Aaah, yes… To see every one shine brightly like a jewel under the bright lights… Just imagining it is beauté!

[chatter, chatter]

Grim: Hrrnn…

Grim: Hrrnnnngggh…!

1. What's wrong? 2. Oh, that look means…

Leona: Hey, now. Don't tell me this furball's jealous of us now, right?

Grim: I'M SO JEALOUS, YEAH!!!

Trey: That was surprisingly honest of you. …But actually, we thought you'd say that.

Grim: Huh?

Malleus: Here is a gift from us to both Grim and [Yuu].

Grim: Eh? Huh…Huh!?

Grim: MY OUTFIT'S SO COOL!!

1. Awesome! 2. We're matching!

Grim: HEY, YOU GOT CHANGED TOO!! You're second coolest-looking, next to me.

Grim: Hm? Hey, this outfit looks exactly like what they're wearing during the Blazing Jewel thing.

Idia: Wh-When we heard about the performance, it came up… That Grim-shi'd probably be jealous… Heh.

Lilia: So, we ended up deciding to give you two the Blazing Jewel outfits as a gift.

Trey: Crewel-sensei had a hand in making these, so it's not like they're magic that'll fade after a while. Don't worry.

Vil: I'll tell you this; a performance isn't just wearing fancy outfits and standing on a stage. A costume does not make or break anything.

Vil: …Having said that, we did think you deserved an appropriate reward for everything. Plus, it would be troublesome if Grim were to throw a tantrum.

Cater: Both of you look way better than I imagined! So cute～!

Leona: Hah, let's see if their insides match the outsides. You better be just as bright and energetic as the clothes you're wearing.

Grim: Myahaha! I'm so happy to get these cool clothes!

Grim: Isn't this great?

1. Thank you so much! 2. I can't wait for the performance!

Malleus: Yes, of course. I am elated you are pleased with this, more than anything. It means it was worth our preparation.

Grim: …Now that I think of it, how'd you get the right sizes for us? I don't remember getting measured, but it fits perfectly.

Rook: Oh, yes! I provided them both of your measurements down to the first decimal. No need to fret.

Grim: H-How'd you know that!? That's creepy…!

Everyone: Hahahah.

Idia: …Eh? If that's all that was needed to be done, I didn't need to come here, right!?

[Sewing Room]

Grim: La-dee-dum～

1. You're in a good mood.

Grim: Myahaha! It's awesome that we get to wear these awesome clothes.

2. La-la-dee～

Grim: Myaha! Looks like you're just as happy to be wearing these awesome clothes.

Grim: I wanna show these off to everyone! I hope someone shows up soon.

Floyd: 'Scuuuuse me.

Riddle: Why are you kicking open a door that is not even unlocked!? You lack even the most common sensibilities!

Grim: Th-The sudden noises scared the stuffing outta me… Hey, you should just come in like a normal person!

Jade: It seems Floyd is causing trou… Oh? Why, the two of you look absolutely dazzling.

1. Thank you. 2. Don't be silly…

Ruggie: Are all those shining things real gemstones? What are they? From where? How many carats? Wait, do I get some too!?

Kalim: That's the Blazing Jewel outfit, right? It's pretty… But don't you think it'd be even flashier if we deck it out with even more gems!?

Silver: Kalim, we cannot do that.

Silver: If the clothes are weighed down, it would affect our dancing.

Jamil: That's not the main issue here… And now Kalim's looking like that was the perfect explanation…

Azul: These outfits are property of our esteemed academy. I would recommend returning it in the same condition you received it, without adding nor removing any decorations.

Floyd: Ahahah, both Shrimpy-chan and Seal-chan look like penguins in that getup. It's a nice change from usual.

Grim: Myaha, right? The juniors made 'em for us!

Kalim: We're gonna get our measurements now, and get to wear those same outfits during the performance, right? I'm super excited to be matching with everyone!

Ruggie: But, y'know… Grim-kun, can ya even take our measurements?

Jamil: Haha, true! Will you be able to measure our shoulder width with those little paws of yours?

Grim: Don't make fun with me! It'll be easy for me to do.

Grim: I just gotta made this measuring tape float with magic, just like Hornton and the others did earlier…

Grim: Myah!? I-It's not moving… Why's it not moving!?

Grim: But they were able to keep it moving so easily before!

Jade: Perhaps it has to do with a difference in ability. What a shame, Grim-kun. Oh, you poor thing.

Grim: Eeeeehhhh!

Riddle: Goodness… There's no need to tease him so. Grim, calm down and imagine the clothes you want to make.

Jamil: That's right. As long as you can picture what outfit you need to make, the measuring tape should move to where it needs to to get the measurements.

Azul: You have [Yuu]-san right in front of you to provide you with an example of the outfit, as well. Look at them, and try again.

Grim: Hrrrgh… That's still hard!

Ruggie: It's lookin' like it'll be quicker if [Yuu]-kun'd measure us by hand. Here, take the tape. Let's get this done with already.

Grim: What!? Then let's have a race to see who's faster, me with my magic, or my lil' hench-human with their hands!

Floyd: Mmkay, then I guess I'll play the guy who gets in both of your ways～ It ain't exciting otherwise, right?

1. This'll be rough… 2. Can I even win…?

Silver: I'll help you, [Yuu]. You've always helped me when I've needed it.

Riddle: Then, I shall help Grim with his magic. Now then, everyone line up!

Kalim: 'Kaaay. Come on, Azul, line up with us!

Azul: No, thank you, I will measure myself, so… Wah, don't push me!

[Jade pushes Azul]

Jade: Come now! We have no time to dally. Kalim-san, I hope you don't mind us squeezing in next to you.

Grim: Picture the outfit, picture the outfit… Okay, let's go! Myaaaah!

[Sewing Room]

Ace: Hey, hey, the measuring tape is a little too slack. There's nooo way you're getting the right measurements, are you?

Grim: Stop whining! If you got a problem with it, do it yourself!

Deuce: Ouch, who just threw that measuring tape!? Oh, no… Now I've forgotten the numbers I was going to write down…!

Ortho: What an unproductive fight. How do they not tire of it when they get nothing out of something so useless?

1. I'm already used to it. 2. It's definitely something to wonder about.

Jack: Well, anyway, I know I was surprised when we walked into the sewing room and saw [Yuu] and Grim in that sharp outfit.

Grim: Yeah! Doesn't this awesome get-up totally stun ya?

Epel: Yep. The design's pretty cool, and the jewels on it are so sparkly. You guys look rad!

Sebek: Could you have possibly expressed your thoughts any less elegantly? It is a dignified attire. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that it will suit my liege well!

Ace: There goes the Draconian again… Anyway, even if we get these outfits done, that's not all there is, right? How's everyone's performance practice going?

Epel: Hehe… I'm glad you asked. Obviously, Pomefiore is absolutely ready to go.

Deuce: Pomefiore might be a tough opponent, but we're no slackers ourselves. Our song's real awesome, especially with all our voices combined!

Sebek: Hah, I doubt it is anything worthwhile. You shall all kneel before our singing, led by Malleus-sama himself!

Ortho: Haha, you're so funny. I don't think you'll be able to keep saying that once you see me and my brother's full combo.

Jack: If we're talking teamwork, then we'd be the number one contender. We'll show you all with our perfectly in-sync dancing.

Grim: Everyone's all confident in themselves, but I really don't know if they're really ready…

Grim: We gotta supervise them good, [Yuu]!

1. We got this! 2. Let's do our best!

Ace: Ey, you guys look raring to go. Just try and keep that up for the actual Blazing Jewel performance, 'kay?

Epel: You'll be cheering on Pomefiore, right? I'm counting on you!

Sebek: Absolutely not. You should give your loudest cheers for Diasomnia. You understand, right, human!?

1. Which to pick…? 2. Hard to choose…

Grim: Yeah, you're right.

Grim: I can't figure out who to pick, so we'll cheer the loudest for whoever gives me the most tuna cans. Myaha!

Jack: Don't be trying to make a deal out of this. Be fair about it.

Ortho: Heheh. I'm really excited for the performance, yeah… But I also like preparing for it with everyone like this.

Deuce: Yeah. After working so hard and so long to get ready for the performance with everyone in the dorms, it feels like the big show'll be here any day now.

Grim: Whew, it's finally done. They were all sooo noisy.

1. That was fun.

Grim: You might've been havin' fun, but everyone kept buggin' me, so I'm pooped! Grim: If this ever happens again, I'm gonna use my magic even more to shut them all up.

2. I'm so tired…

Grim: I get it. It was all "measure this" and "measure that"… Grim: "This should be bigger", or "I want this smaller than everyone else." I'm so tired by all their little changes.

Grim: …Ah! We don't got time to hang around like this. We gotta go report to Crowley pronto.

Grim: We're so busy with all the stuff we gotta do before Blazing Jewel begins…

Grim: And even after the performance ends, there's still gonna be so much for us to do!

Grim: Let's keep doing our best, hench-human!   

Requested by @farfalla049.

[firstkanaphans]

Ik nothing about inn I haven't watched any shows (I'm emfkjd mains) but I am fascinated by the lore in your inn posts who is this man what is his life I need to know more gimme a primer pls and shows to watch I'm mesmerized by the energy

Oh, Anon, I would love to! Full disclaimer: I only became a fan of Inn after he joined GMMTV so everything that happened before then, I've had to piece together through sketchy Twitter posts that may or may not be accurate and an obscene amount of Instagram stalking. But these are things as I understand them:

In 2022, Inn starred in a BL called "The Miracle of Teddy Bear" where he played a teddy bear that comes to life and falls in love with its owner. It's a fantastic BL and I do recommend it (more on that below), but it's ridiculously long. 16 episodes, an hour and a half each, and surprisingly heavy subject matter for what sounds like it should be a light-hearted drama. Inn did a fantastic job—so much so that it's still hard for me to see him as anything other than an anthropomorphic teddy bear—but while the show was airing, rumors started to surface that Inn had a boyfriend (which he did).

I don't know the specifics, but the general fan perception seems to be that Channel 3 was not happy with these rumors and blamed Inn for them, which led to a rift with his management. Because of that, he left Channel 3 and moved over to GMMTV instead where he knew upon signing that he would be paired with Great, who he was friends with during university. You can listen to Great tell the whole story of how they came to be paired here (with some amusing asides from Inn).

And now for the juicy stuff...

This, my friends, is Inn's boyfriend/husband/business partner, Tie Kuhapremkit. If you couldn't tell, he's a model by trade.

Are you starting to see why I'm obsessed with them now?

I have no clue when Inn and Tie started dating—they were liking each others photos on Instagram all the way back in 2016—but what I do know is that they opened Holiday Pastry together in 2022 and started wearing matching $13k Cartier Love rings that same year. Here's some photos of them wearing the rings at their new bakery launch earlier this month.

I have not yet found a single picture of them alone together. Even in group photos, they are careful to have at least one person between them, and that lack of photos is, in itself, conspicuous. They own three businesses together. The fact that there are no photos of them is honestly impressive. (I did find a Twitter user who documents all their Lovestagrams if you want to do a deep dive.)

Inn obviously has ample motivation to keep his relationship private, but I think the reason I've become so obsessed with him and Tie is because it's such a great representation of what this industry could become if fans weren't so toxic. Not only does Inn get an IRL boyfriend, but he also gets an on-screen boyfriend who he gets paid to flirt with. And his two boyfriends get along!

Here's a picture of Great at Tie's birthday dinner (please also note how far away from Tie Inn moved to take this picture).

And here's a video of Tie accidentally walking out of the kitchen at their bakery just as Inn was hugging Great in front of their fans.

It’s all just so perfect. But unfortunately, fans are toxic and one of the most often cited reasons for GreatInn’s lack of popularity is that fact that since Inn has a boyfriend and people are aware of it, they can’t delude themselves into thinking he's with Great, which takes some of their fun away. To those people, I just say: Where is your imagination? Because GreatInn do more fanservice than every other GMMTV CP combined. Here is Inn telling everyone that he and Great practiced their NC scenes on his kitchen counter. And here is Great making sure you know that Inn has a big penis too.

As for the kids, you can watch this video of Inn explaining it himself. The kids are the biological children of his housekeeper but she was going to send them away, so Inn offered to take them in instead. Obviously, I don't know their exact arrangement, but Inn does refer to the kids as his. Like just look at these pictures. I’m melting. 

Sorry for the machine translation on the second one. It's mostly accurate except his son's names is Saifah, which means "thunder." So he's saying Saifah doesn't cry. (And also, yes. Poon has liked every single one of Inn's pictures as far back as I've scrolled—which is far. Do with that information what you will.)

Saifah and Fahsai's mom also recently had a third child that seems to be living at Inn's house as well.

In addition to all of that, Inn is also just a character in his own right. He’s sassy and spoiled and I watch every single variety show or interview he appears in because it’s always a great time. From pole dancing on Live House to being bitter it's "GreatInn" instead of "InnGreat" to complaining that Great gave him the wrong number of roses on Valentine's Day. He's just an amazing human and I am obsessed with him.

As for which shows you should watch, definitely check out WandeeGoodday. It's a GMMTV show and highlights his chemistry with Great really well. I would also recommend The Miracle of Teddy Bear—especially if you're a fan of The Eclipse because the original stories were written by the same author. However, Miracle of Teddy Bear deals with some heavy topics including child abuse so please make sure you're in the right headspace for that.

Inn and Great are currently halfway through filming their second show together, Memoir of Rati, and they're making quick time so I imagine it'll probably be on air within the next three months.

I hope this was helpful? And I hope it makes you want to watch more of his shows because he deserves all the love and support in the world.

[thisapplepielife]

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest.

Howdy, Sailor

CCF Spring Break Prompt: "I don't do shorts." | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | POV: Eddie | Pairing: Steddie | CW: None | Tags: AU, Eddie Needs Shorts, Eddie Doesn't Wear Shorts, But The Salesclerk Is Awfully Handsome, Meet Cute

Eddie hates shopping. He'd rather be anywhere else, doing anything else. Root canal? Sure.

"Just try these on!" Gareth says, lobbing a lump of fabric at him, hitting him square in the chest, and they are the wildest printed swim trunks he's ever seen.

"I don't do shorts," Eddie says, letting them fall to the ground, "especially not ones that loud."

He didn't realize a salesclerk was right there, until he reaches down to pick up the dropped merchandise off Eddie's boots, automatically folding them perfectly.

"Maybe you should," he says, and Eddie isn't following.

"Maybe I should what?" 

"Wear shorts," he says, and grins at Eddie. 

Eddie sort of feels like he's being made fun of, or maybe flirted with, he can't tell which. And it puts him off-kilter.

"Sorry, it was rude I dropped them," Eddie says. Because that much he does know. He was being rude.

"I have to clean up the dressing rooms, a pair on the floor out here is nothing," he says, and Eddie looks at his name tag. Steve.

"Dingus, I need help!" a girl calls out from behind the register, and Eddie watches as Steve smiles at him once more, before heading up her way.

"If you're done flirting," Gareth says, holding up a black pair of trunks that are longer than nearly everything else, a question in his eyes.

"Fine," Eddie says, snagging them from his hand.

He'll buy anything to get this over with. He wasn't on board for this outing, anyway. And he definitely hadn't signed up for shorts.

But he carries them to the register, where Steve picks them up, and looks them over.

"I don't think you're an extra large," Steve says, looking at the tag.

The girl looks him up and down, "He's not. Not unless you want to end up like the Coppertone Girl," Robin, her name tag reads, quips towards Eddie.

Goddamn it, Gareth.

"I thought these were my size?" Eddie accuses Gareth, and Gareth just shrugs. 

"C'mon, I'll help you find the right size," Steve says, and Eddie follows him, even if that feels embarrassing. 

"Are you planning a vacation?" Steve asks, making small talk.

"I'm kinda on one now? My friends want to go to the dive-in. At the beach," Eddie says. "They're showing Jaws. I'm going against my will."

"You don't like Jaws? That sounds fun," Steve asks.

"Like, no. It's fine. I'm just not a beach guy."

"What beach is doing dive-ins? I haven't heard about that," Steve questions.

"Oh, it's not here," Eddie says, "it's at Washington Park Beach. We're just here on spring break."

"You came to the beach and didn't bring trunks?"

"Don't judge me," Eddie teases, and Steve grins. 

Eddie looks back at the abysmal options, as Steve pulls another pair from the rack. The same black ones, "Medium or large?"

Eddie doesn't know, and shrugs. Doesn't really care. He'll never wear them again.

"Well, let's have you try them on."

Eddie wishes he'd just picked one, he doesn't want to try on clothes, but he still follows Steve.

In the dressing room, he sheds his boots and jeans, and pulls up the medium pair. They fit in the waist fine, but they're obscene in the crotch, and he laughs.

"Let me see," Steve says from the other side of the curtain. 

Eddie pulls it open, and Steve laughs, muttering, "Oh my, you're gonna need some bigger shorts."

It makes Eddie laugh, and before he pulls the curtain back closed, Steve slides two fingers into his waistband. Fingers touching his skin. Eddie stutters, stilling. He realizes he's seeing how they fit, but Eddie's sure his cheeks have reddened because of it.

"Yeah, the large should fit you better," he declares, and he's right. Looser everywhere, and that's absolutely preferred. 

He slides open the curtain, and Steve looks him up and down, then nods his approval. He doesn't take the measurement again, but Eddie wouldn't have been opposed to it, if he had. Eddie doesn't even know why his opinion means anything to him. This guy is a stranger, but he seems like the authority, even if Eddie knows he's likely just a minimum wage dude, pretending to know about the clothes.

"Much better," Steve says, and Eddie pulls the curtain closed again.

Jeff, Goodie and Gareth are all in the water, floating on tubes as the movie plays on the big screen, casting shadows all over the place in the dark.

Eddie's sitting on the edge of the rented boat, feet in the water.

He feels someone, or something, saddle right up next to him, rocking the boat, and he hopes to fucking hell it's not a shark. Are there sharks in Lake Michigan? He thinks not. So, he turns to mouth off, and finds Steve grinning at him. 

"Permission to come aboard?"

Eddie grins, and offers him a hand, pulling him up next to him. That's when he sees the bright, very short pair of trunks that he's sure came from the store he works in.

"Howdy, sailor," Steve says.

"Hi," Eddie says, suddenly shy, and pulls his hair over his mouth. Steve's here. Steve.

"The shorts look good. I kind of thought I'd turn up and you'd be in your jeans," Steve teases. 

"I thought about it, definitely," Eddie says, and he can't believe Steve came here. Like, he sounded interested, but Eddie figured that was just his job. Make the customer seem like whatever they're buying clothes for is the most interesting thing in the universe.

"I'm glad you didn't," Steve says, and taps him on the thigh. "Hope you don't mind that we came."

Eddie looks around, and sees Robin a few feet away, floating near a pretty blonde girl. 

"Not at all. Hope you're not scared of sharks."

Steve smiles, a grin that looks like he knows far more than Eddie knows, and he nudges Eddie's thigh with his own leg, "I don't know. A little biting has never scared me."

If you want to write your own, or see more entries, check out @corrodedcoffinfest to read takes on Spring Break prompts, or to offer up your own!

Notes: Header image is from Dawson's Creek. That's where the dive-in Jaws showing idea came from.

[peachhcs]

What is samy doing for will’s birthday?

yasss will is 20 today!!!! #feelingold samy flies out to san jose for the weekend to surprise will + managing to get all of his boston college hockey friends over after their game on sunday (trust i had this in the works yesterday i just couldn't finish it) happy belated to will, let me know if you want part 2!!

warnings: underage drinking mention, sex mentioned but not described, that's it??

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"what if he finds out?" gabe's question made samy roll her eyes as she stayed on the phone with him as the eight boys navigated their way through the san jose airport.

"he won't. i promise. the surprise party is set and mack has him distracted all day until it's time," samy reassued the boy probably for the 100th time since they started planning this whole thing.

"do you think he knows you're here? wait, ry, i think we're going the wrong way," she heard gabe mumble something and again, the brunette rolled her eyes. she glanced over at hannah and blaire who looked at her expectantly.

"do i need to come in and get you?"

"no, no. we know where we're going. we can see the exit signs," gabe assured and samy chose to believe him, but if they weren't out in the next five minutes, she was going in to find them.

"to answer your earlier question, i don't think so. he may know i'm surprising him, but he has zero idea you're all here."

samy came up with the plan two weeks ago. she wanted to do something special for will knowing it was his first birthday away from all of his friends and everyone knew she loved surprises no matter what the occasion was. she managed to pull a few strings to get out of practice for a few days and the boys all agreed they'd skip their classes as well monday and tuesday to spend time with will on his few days off. seeing their best friend was way more important than having to do laps across the ice.

"you should go in and get them," hannah mumbled, eyes on her watch. blaire giggled while samy shook her head. they planned the flights so they'd get in within 30 minutes of each other, but now it'd been close to 45.

"i heard that!" gabe exclaimed through the phone.

miraculously, the eight of them emerged from the exit doors, eyes looking for the girls. all of them but gabe and ryan looked shocked at how warm it was in san jose. the older boys spotted her after passing her waving hands two times.

"found you!" gabe exclaimed and hurried towards the three. samy hung up the phone as she embraced the boy.

"hi, good to see you gabo," she chuckled.

"you too, hughesy. hey hannah, hey blaire," the other two girls waved and everyone quickly exchanged hellos.

"i can't believe this is will's everyday. it's boiling," drew pulled at the collar of his t-shirt.

"yeah, i'm sweating my balls off," aram added which earned him a slap on the arm from samy. ryan and gabe helped everyone get their things into the back of blaire's mini van.

"so..some of you may need to sit on the ground..um..just kind of duck your head incase there's a cop. i don't have seats for everyone, sorry," the younger girl giggled nervously.

"oh, you don't have to drive us all there. we can split up and catch an uber too," ryan immediately cut in because he knew the feeling of illegally stuffing people into the car and worrying about getting busted.

"no, i don't mind. i've done it before," blaire shrugged but ryan shook his head.

"no, i don't want you getting in trouble. how many can you fit?"

"like 8 including me?"

ryan scanned the group, his older brother instincts kicking in as he tried figuring out who would be fine getting to the uber by themselves.

"okay, gp you're with aram, teddy, and jacob. the rest come with us," ryan decided.

"okay dad," teddy punched the older boy in the arm. everyone already knew the antics would be through the roof this weekend.

"i'll call it," gabe said.

"everyone else in. party starts at 6 right?" ryan wondered and samy looked at her phone. 3:43.

"less than three hours!" she grinned and could just picture the look of shock on will's face when he saw everyone.

the rest piled into blaire's minivan. drew took the front since he got carsick easily while ryan, samy, and vote got the middle row. hannah and james squeezed into the last row.

"better keep things pg back there," drew eyed the freshman whose face flushed in seconds.

"fuck off fortesque," hannah rolled her eyes.

they were out of there in the next minute since blaire had been taking up a spot in line for way too long now. it was a miracle no one yelled at her about it yet.

"sorry, i know we've hardly even met blaire. thank you for driving us," ryan spoke up.

"it's no problem. i love surprises as much as the next person. you guys are so cool for coming down and skipping class," the brunette grinned.

"he's our homeboy. couldn't leave him hanging," drew joked.

"is hagens teaching you those phrases?" samy eyed the boy behind her.

"i am not!" he defended himself.

"he sends us tiktoks in the group chat," drew admitted.

"fuck off," the younger hockey player complained making everyone laugh.

the rest of the ride filled itself with conversation of catching up with one another and poking a little more into blaire and mack's relationship. the girl happily answered though. she was never too phased by all the questions anymore and she was starting to grow fond of all of these hockey boys she kept getting introduced to.

the boys who hadn't been to san jose yet were gawking out the windows at the big city and warm weather, especially the palm trees. they didn't ever see any of those always traveling up north. samy went to check mack's location and will's. they were somewhere downtown doing things with beckett who was also in on the surprise and drove up for the night. samy strategically changed her location to come from her ipad which she left back in michigan so will wouldn't see her location here. she made the boys do the same thing and left their computers back home, so she was like 98% sure will didn't know any of the surprise.

the marleau's graciously decided to host all 10 guests in their extended house will stayed in, but toffoli agreed to host the party for the night. blaire pulled into the older man's driveway where there were already cars lining the grass meaning the other sharks players were already there.

"holy shit," drew mumbled when he saw the size of the toffoli household.

"damn is this our future life?" vote joked and samy nudged their arms so they'd stop gawking.

"come on, i'll introduce you guys," the soccer player pulled everyone to the backyard where the party was.

they had mostly everything decorated in the time it took to pick up everyone at the airport. eklund noticed the familiar face of will's girlfriend, "is that hughesy! hey!"

he ran to her to give out hugs. the brunette giggled, "hi eck. you know some of them, but here's half of the gang. ryan, drew, also will but we call him vote, james, and hannah who you know already."

"nice to meet all of you. didn't know pup had so many fans," eklund chuckled.

"pup? smitty's been demoted to pup??" drew laughed.

"he hates when we call him that," eklund shrugged, but smiled.

toffoli and bordelau came over to greet the incoming guests. the older man recognized samy and swept her into a hug like eklund just did. "glad you made it here. good to see you again."

"you too, toff. this is half of us. the other half is in an uber on the way," samy reintroduced the boys they didn't know. toff and thomas took turns shaking each of their hands.

"good to know pup talks to more people than his girlfriend and mack," thomas teased.

"you better be writing down these jokes for later," drew nudged ryan's arm.

"come in, come in. we got a few hours, but settle in, make yourself at home," toff invited them in.

the other car rolled in 10 minutes later. samy introduced the last four to will's teammates and now it was just a waiting game. will was supposed to roll in anytime at 6, so the closer it got, the more excited everyone became.

gabe abd ryan properly caught up with the soccer player where they caught her in one of the corners, "hey. thanks for doing all of this. getting us here," ryan said.

samy flushed, "of course, you could never miss something like this. i'm glad everyone could make it," she looked over at the other boys who had no problem immersing themselves into conversation with the sharks players.

"i think they're really happy they're here. we're excited to see will too," gabe chuckled.

"you and me both. i think he's gonna be really genuinely surprised," the brunette nodded. her boyfriend was an easy person to please who never asked for much, but sometimes she couldn't help but give him everything.

mack's text came 10 minutes later simply saying eta is 5 minutes!

"okay, they're almost here! everyone find a place to hide!" samy exclaimed which sent everyone scrambling.

granted, they were outside and the toffoli's didn't have a lot to hide behind, but the boys found corners and slid under tables. samy crouched beneath one of the adirondak chairs with gabe and ryan.

the entire background fell quiet while they listened for the three boys. in the distance, there was some car doors slamming and faint voices coming up the driveway.

"dude i could've just closed my eyes," will complained about something.

"yeah, but what's the fun in that? we won't let you fall," mack chuckled.

samy watched as they came through the gate with a blindfold covering will's eyes so he couldn't see the surprise. mack found her gaze and threw a thumbs up. she coped his action and rehid herself.

mack let the blindfold fall, a huge smile on his features as he saw everyone hiding.

"okay open your eyes," the younger boy said.

will's one eye popped open and then the other when he couldn't see what was going on. he was confused for two seconds until everyone jumped up at once and yelled a very loud "surprise!"

the blonde physically jumped and clutched his chest while his brain tried catching up to what just happened. his gaze flicked across all of his teammates and old teammates staring back at him with huge grins. he landed on samy next and then it all made sense.

"holy fuck," will said almost automatically.

"surprise birthday boy!" gabe jumped forward first.

the two boys embraced in a tight hug. the others quickly joined in for a larger group hug. samy watched them with love and found hannah's gaze. the two girls couldn't be happier that this was their reunion since thanksgiving,

"what the fuck are all of you doing here?" will finally asked when they pulled apart.

"surprising you, duh! you better thank this one," they stepped aside perfectly so it became a straight path to samy. she flushed bright pink, but will didn't waste a second meeting her in the middle.

"i should've known," he mumbled, breathing her in as his face caught in the crook of her next.

a few awh's escaped people's lips, but they didn't care. it'd been too long since they last saw one another.

"i love you so much," will hummed.

"i love you too," samy kissed his cheek and let him go so he could keep making his rounds. once will was caught up with the guys, he was caught up. it wasn't easy to break them apart.

he hugged mack and beckett next for helping with the surprise and then his sharks teammates. samy's smile was wide watching the glow on her boyfriend's features seeing all of his close friends and important people in one place all for him!

she knew he'd take a minute to make his rounds, so she let him have it while she caught up with mack and beckett.

"thank you for helping today," she said.

"of course. a whole day with these two? sign me up," beckett laughed.

"you're definitely getting brownie points amongst the team for this," mack nudged her arm and samy rolled her eyes.

"i like seeing him happy," samy glanced back to where will was excitedly saying hello to all of the boston boys now.

"i don't think he smiles that big unless you're around, so you must be doing something right," macklin teased just a bit.

"i'll take your word for it."

will caught samy's attention and quickly waved her over. the younger boys wiggled their eyebrows before letting her go to where the hockey player was. he clasped his arm around her shoulder as soon as she was near and kissed her forehead.

"wow, it's good to be back together," drew smiled as he glanced around their small circle.

"i can't believe you guys are here," will admitted.

"were you surprised? did you know?" ryan questioned lightly.

"i was and i didn't know, really. i had no idea what was going on. i'm surprised you all kept the secret for this long. especially jacob and drew!"

"i can keep secrets," drew defended himself.

"you have such little trust in us, smitty," jacob laughed.

"and you know what else is coming up? summer! any ideas what our weeks are yet?" aram looked at samy who shot her hands up.

"my brothers are in charge of guests. they're working on it now."

"tell them they can trust us! we did it over thanksgiving," aram continued.

"true! and they know that, so it shouldn't be a problem honestly. i just don't get priority," she shrugged. one of the downsides of being the youngest was that quinn, jack, and luke's friends all got first pick in their weeks.

the party went on well into the night that it started becoming a glow stick party and jumping into the pool. the boys were having way too much fun in the pool once they changed into swim trunks. toffoli was just glad his pool was getting good use out of it.

samy was sitting on the ledge taking a breather and wringing out her hair when will joined her. he was still smiling wide when he looked at her.

"hi," he said.

"hi," samy giggled.

"i've said this a hundred times, but thank you for this."

"of course. you really think i'd let them miss your birthday? you should thank toff at some point too. he may or may not have helped fund some of this trip," the soccer player glanced at the older man hanging out at his table.

"he did not," will was shocked all over again.

"mhm."

the blonde started to get up, but samy held him back, "think of it as a little happy birthday to you."

"but paying for..everyone''s ticket?? that's crazy expensive," will protested.

"and it is, but he insisted even after i tried talking him down. these guys really like you, will," her words earned a blsuh on the boy's face.

he leaned in closer so she'd know he wanted a kiss. she took the hint quickly and sat up to more top reach his lips. they melted into on another, especially after being apart for so long.

will didn't even know if he could pull away if he wanted to. after weeks apart, samy's lips were the thing he wanted to taste forever and kiss forever, but he knew they couldn't. they needed to breathe and that's when he pulled away for a second. longing looks sat on their faces along with the want and need for more though.

"wanna get out of here?" will wondered smugly. samy looked at everyone else way too wrapped up in the pool game of basketball and she knew they wouldn't notice if they snuck off for a few minutes, but toff would see them leave together.

"what about toff?"

"they already know what we do when i come back with a million hickeys and scratches," will mumbled and that made the brunette blush.

she didn't say anything more, but she stood up and let will lead to the way to a bathroom. toff didn't even say anything as they walked by, but he definitely knew what they were up to.

it was safe to say will's never counted down his birthday that way, but he sure wasn't complaining in the slightest. he'd do it all again if he could. him and samy were under the covers once 12:30 hit.

"wish for anything special?" she wondered.

"not really. i didn't need a lot besides new clothes," will shrugged because who didn't like new clothes? especially when he was drsssed up 99% of the time.

"you're a simple guy, i like it," she kissed his cheek.

the boy flushed, but pulled her closer so she was flush against his side.

"best birthday ever, i love you," will smiled.

"i love you, too. gladd we could celebrate together," she squeezd his bicep as a way of telling him she was listening.

they had a long day ahead, so the couple fell asleep fairly quickly and who knows? maybe they did wake up to go a second round at some point during the night. it was will's birthday after all.

[kikithedeceiver]

Summary of what was planned for HetaOni

Semi-active on Tumblr these days, but this seriously brought me back to type up a frenzy since I don't think this was on anyone's 2025 bingo card...but after 15 years since the discontinuation of HetaOni, we actually got words from Kyokoon64, who said that on 2014, she spoke to the creator of HetaOni, Tomoyoshi, on what was planned for HetaOni Part 17-20, along with the rough plan of the "ending" for the series. The video is here on Twitch and the talk starts from 2:30:00 onwards.

Disclaimer: This is a rough summary of what I heard from the video. I'm going to listen to the talk about it one more time and polish the summary up when i have the chance.

Also, it seems Tomoyoshi was fine with whatever ending the fans made up and whether you accept her rough idea of her ending or not. All endings of HetaOni are valid.

Well then...shall we?

Just a heads up, Tomoyoshi just planned things as it came along, not really having an outline of what she planned, so...

What was supposed to happen after Part 17-1?

Italy is actually in a perfect dream with HRE, but Italy doesn't want to be part of a dream where everything is alright when everyone in the real world is suffering, so he wants to leave.

Russia and China are in the annexe, where China feels a draft in the wall (which leads to the deeper rundown part of the mansion from the original Ao Oni games) and he also hears Russia talking to someone on the phone. Still don't know what's up with that (revealed in ending plan).

When two head back to the safe room, China is extra quiet upon his return, just when Italy wakes up after rejecting the dream and tells everyone around him what happened

Meanwhile, in timeline 2, Romano calls Spain a dumbass for telling England everything, but things happen where that timeline's England runs into our!Italy, our!Germany and our!America in the piano room and the whole putting a shield on them and sending them back to their timeline happens, but he also sends Spamano back to their timeline too and also gives them some things to hold onto when they leave.

Something like a magically sealed item that holds most, if not all, of England's magic, but it would still be difficult to just regain all his magic and cure his blindness so easily.

And also there's a bloody envelope given to Romano a bloody envelope but don't open it yet (need to double check)

Turns out both America and Canada can do magic since they were once under England, and together with Japan, who can perform seals and use talismans, help to break the seal on the item with England's magic inside

Seal is broken and England regains a bit of his eyesight, but America celebrates anyway

Meeting happens and the nations talk about finding the key to do front door to escape. Romano is quiet

Romano talks to Italy and dramatic things happen because of the envelope

Romano read the stuff in the envelope it seems, and it's a letter from an England who also got blinded, but still able to see a tiny bit to write this out (double check). Emotional message to America, and the letter ends with England admitting that America was his hero and he's glad to have raised him.

Oh and uuuuuuuuuh...the envelope also has the key to go out, but they can't leave yet (like they have to break the clocks…and more insidious to uncover).

That's what I got from the talk. I'll try and polish this up! But the "ending" for series is clear, and this is what Tomo really wanted to happen...

So what's the ending?

First of all, it turns out Tomoyoshi made RomaHeta as well? Don't know if anyone remembers it, but basically another HetaGame where everyone's sucked into a game made by Japan but a virus trapped the nations inside it. It was popular because of Italy and Romano became badass priests for the boss fight.

Now brace yourselves, my dears. Because it turns out...

This timeline was meant to fail! ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

Also, it turned out Spain and Romano came to the mansion in previous timelines too, but hey this is the furthest they got (don't ask how Italy and Romano don't remember).

But the biggest plot twist of all is this!

HetaOni is actually a sequel to RomaHeta!

Everyone in HetaOni is just still trapped in the game and the previous timelines are just save files!

Also the Things are just amalgamations of various viruses, while HRE is an antivirus that is trying to save Italy (you know that explains why he just appeared in RomaHeta for that one second when Italy went berserk with magic...)

And Prussia getting the intrusive thoughts of CONGRATULATIONS in the game was because he's literally hearing the victory music cheer thing you get after you defeat a boss in an RPG.

Also, fun fact but not very clear? Not all of the nations are inside the game. The ones that are in the game in their place are actually AIs who are just repeating the original nation's speech patterns and actions based on the previous save files (not sure what Kyo meant by sometimes or other times it's the nations or AIs).

The phone calls Russia kept getting are actually from the mods.

Now the planned ending is that the nations got to the root of the program and after finding it, but they could get out. However, Italy realised something (?), and in the end just sets everyone free, but he got the Aqua from KH: BBS treatment and had his soul lost in the void while everyone else returned to the real world.

Thus this is the ending that was meant to make way for Part 3 of the series of the fangames. First RomaHeta, then HetaOni, then...whatever supposed to happen afterwards.

The end

And that's that! Just a reminder tho that Kyo said Tomoyoshi doesn't mind if no one accepts the ending. I just thought to share it by typing out the summary and ending from the stream. Heck, Tomoyoshi thinks no one will believe Kyo anyway. All endings everyone else made is just as valid, and sharing this is for those who cherished HetaOni from a long time ago and can now rest from learning what was meant to happen.

That's all.

[riddlesrizzler]

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙆𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙚𝙙𝙜𝙚

summary: The price of books these days is outrageous.

characters: mattheo riddle. ravenclaw!reader

warnings: none, just fluff

word count: 663

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Mattheo Riddle was not a studios person. He didn't spend his nights buried in his textbooks, he never planned out essays in advance, and the only reason he even showed up to class most days was to make sure you didn't work yourself into an early grave.

So when you walked into the library, ready to gather everything you needed for your upcoming project, and found every single relevant book missing, you understandably distressed.

"What do you mean all the books on magical architecture are checked out?" you asked, staring at Madam Pince in disbelief.

The librarian huffed. "I mean exactly that. Someone got to them first."

You frowned, gripping your list of sources. "But that doesn't make sense. No one else is going this topic for their project. Who would-"

A slow realization settled over you, your eyes narrowing.

There was only one person who would go to such lengths to bother you.

—

You stormed into the Slytherin common room, marching straight past a very startled looking Theo and Enzo.

"Where is he?" you demanded.

Theo smirked. "Wow, I don't think I've ever seen you this mad."

"Mattheo," you said through gritted teeth. "Where is he?"

"That depends," came a familiar voice from behind you. "Are you looking for me because you missed me, or because you want to kill me?"

You turned on your heel, and sure enough, Mattheo was leaning casually against the doorway of the common room, arms crossed, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"You stole all the books I need for my project," you accused.

He tsked. "Stole is a strong word. I borrowed them."

"You don't even like books!"

"That's not true," he said, smirking. "I like you. and you like books. Therefore, I have an appreciation for books by association."

You crossed your arms. 'Give them back."

He tilted his head, pretending to consider. "Hmm, I don't know. See, I put in all this effort to check them out for you. Seems only fair that I get something in return."

You gave him a flat look. "Mattheo."

He grinned. Unphased. "One kiss per book."

Your mouth fell open. "You- you blackmailed me for affection?"

He shrugged. "I prefer to think of it as an exchange of goods and services."

"You are unbelievable"

"And yet, here you are, still madly in love with me."

"That is not what this is."

Mattheo stepped closer, smirk softening into something almost playful. "Come on, sweetheart. You're always so stressed about projects. I figured I'd help you out and have a little fun while I'm at it."

You signed, running a hand through your hair. "You really expect me to-"

"A deal's a deal," he cut in, raising a brow. "Unless, of course, you don't want the books..."

You groaned, but the warmth in his gaze made it hard to stay mad. You stepped closer, rising onto your toes to press a quick kiss to his cheek.

"There," you muttered. "Now give me my books."

Mattheo chuckled. "Sweetheart, that was one. you still owe me fove more."

You face flushed. "You are insufferable."

You huffed, glaring at him for a moment before finally conceding. You kissed the other side of his face, then his forehead, then his nose- and each time, he grinned wider, clearly reveling in your flustered state.

"Two more," he murmured.

You hesitated, heart thudding, before leaning in and pressing a lingering kiss to the corner of his mouth.

His smirk flattered, dark eyes flickering over you with something deeper.

Your breath hitched.

"Last one," he said softly, his voice lower.

You swallowed, pulse racing as you finally kissed him properly, you lips meeting his in a way that made the entire common room disappear.

Mattheo didn't let you pull away so easily this time. His hand found your waist, tugging you closer as he deepened the kiss, his usual teasing replaced with something far more intoxicating.

By the time you broke apart, you were breathless.

Mattheo smirked, brushing his thumb over your cheek. "You know, I was going to give you the books anyway."

You glares at him, although it lacked any real malice. "I hate you."

His grinned wideded. "No you don't."

You smile the smallest bit before turning away.

He was right, you don't.

[daryl-dixon-daydreams]

Negan stared up at your front door from the bottom of the steps. He glanced sideways at Carol who gave him a knowing look. "What're we doing here?" he asked, adjusting his grip on the strap of his pack.

"I think you know," Carol said. She checked her watch. "You've got five minutes before I come back, and then I'm walking you out of here," she said firmly. Negan watched her turn and walk away. He glanced back up at your door and pulled in a nervous breath. His feet felt heavy as he climbed the steps and he hesitated with his fist hovering above the wood but he finally knocked, loud and clear.

He heard your footsteps approach on the other side and then the door was pulled open. "Oh," you said, your expression a little startled. Your hair was a bit wild, as if you hadn't yet looked in a mirror since getting out of bed. "Negan. Hi."

He couldn't help smiling at the tousled flyaways framing your face. "Hey, doll."

You gulped nervously and they caught sight of his pack slung over his shoulder. "What's—what's going on?" Your brow furrowed.

"Ah... Carol says I've been—what was the fuckin' word? Banished. Right..."

"Banished? What? I—I don't understand. What's happened?"

"Council voted. So... seems I'm out of this shithole," Negan said wryly, a joking smile on his handsome face.

"Wait—" Confusion muddled your features again. "I didn't hear anything about a council vote." You leaned to one side, looking around. "Where is Carol?"

Negan ignored the question, eager instead to just drink you in with his eyes, possibly for the last time. "Listen, doll, I just came to say one thing. And I promise I'll make it quick."

Your eyes met his again, still anxious and confused.

"I'm in love with you."

All your breath seemed pulled out of your lungs by some unknown force. Your mouth opened and for a moment you couldn't force any sound out. "I—"

Negan shrugged. "It's alright. You don't have to say it back," he said quickly. He looked almost sheepish. "I just—I needed you to know that. Once. Take care of yourself, doll."

It was with a strangely unsettled and slightly sick feeling that you watched him turn and leave, descend the steps, and approach Carol's waiting figure down the street.

Prompt: "I'm in love with you." / "I—" / "It's alright. You don't have to say it back."

[snoopyhq]

Hi it's me again I'm glad to hear that also I have a request so my request is a Vander x wife reader where reader and Vander are in an argument is not two bad but it's still a little argument and the kids think their parents are going to be in a divorce until Vander and the reader explain that they're not going to be a divorce and it's all fluff at the end what do you think sorry to bother you by the way. 😊

˚ ♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ so take your gloves and get out!

type: vander x wife reader

summary: a couple's spat inadvertently has the little ones worried about the future of your family (but it all ends up alright)

word count: 993

a/n: had one of the best days ever with my friends today, i can't even be sad about my bum ass ex anymore. everyone cheer!

Goodnight, Vi. Goodnight, Powder. Sleep tight girls.

You quietly close the doors to the children's room. Once you were certain they were safely tucked in and asleep, you made your way back to the room you shared with you husband.

There was always the faint scent of bourbon in the air, an inescapable thing given that you two ran a bar together. You sink down on the mattress and let out a weary sigh, closing your eyes. A tired smile graced your face as the familiar brush of stubble and soft lips brushed against your cheek.

"Have you thought more about it?" he asks, settling down beside you.

You chewed the inside of your cheek.

"I did. I'm still not happy about it."

He nods, waiting for you to continue.

"They're still so young, Vander, and even if we do end up agreeing about it? Is it safe. What if something happens and we aren't there to help them?"

"I know they're young, and your worries are valid, love. But we can't hold them back forever. They'll be in good hands and living a better life than we can give them here," he replies.

He was thinking ahead for the future. You both want the best for your children, and what Vander was proposing would be the most favorable outcome. You couldn't help but oppose it, even if a deeper part of you agrees. As you mull over your options, the sudden image of your kids floated across your mind.

How tiny they were, swaddled in the layers of threadbare blankets, their small fingers reaching for yours. Powder's watery eyes when she wanted something and knew you would fold. Vi's subtle look to you for approval as she did her best to wrangle her rowdy siblings, especially Milo. Claggor's sweet smile as he hovers around you, always eager to help.

These images sent a sharp pang through your chest, and you found yourself suddenly consumed with a crushing dread.

"No, Vander. We can't let them go to Piltover. Absolutely not!"

You got up, throwing the blanket off. You pace in circles back and forth, shaking your head adamantly.

"No more arguments. I've made up my mind."

"Wait. You can't just give a definite no without discussing it more with me. What's changed?" now he was standing up too, wanting to understand, and you tried not to raise your voice.

It wasn't fair to get so up in arms like this, you knew. You had never believed yourself to be much of the parenting type, but ever since the kids came into your custody, you had developed a fierce protectiveness that extended beyond any realm of explanation. Was this how your parents felt when they had you? You could only hope. They weren't around to ask now, and you were determined to never let the children wonder what you are right now.

You don't remember everything you said next, but you do remember it leading to something heavier. Neither of you could separate personal feelings from the argument, and it got bad. Bad enough that it sent Powder, who had been lurking outside, straight to Vi, panicking about how,

"They're fighting, and Vander sounds so mad," she sobbed. "We're being sent away to Piltover!"

"To Piltover? Are you sure that's what you heard?" Milo scoffed.

"Yes! Why would I lie about that!" Powder shouts, on the verge of completely crumbling.

For once, he didn't have anything mean to say back.

"We could go ask them right now," Claggor suggests, even as the tremor in his voice gives away his belief in the worst.

Gathering up their courage and best brave act, the kids marched to your bedroom and let themselves in. That stopped you and Vander, and you were faced with four little faces, each one unable to look you in the face.

"What's wrong?" you asked, kneeling to be eye level with them.

"If you're going to send us away, at least let us decide where we want to go," Vi speaks. Always the leader.

You and Vander exchanged confused looks.

"We're not sending you away Vi," Vander says gently. "Why would you say that?"

In the background, Milo scowls. I told you so, his body language read.

"I heard you! Vander wants to send us to Piltover," Powder exclaims, her hand tightening in Vi's.

"We'll stop getting in so much trouble. Don't send us away," Claggor blurts out.

What? Oh, no.

You and Vander immediately gathered up the kids, two in each of your arms, and held them close. Whatever harsh words you wanted to exchange with each other could wait. Right now, the precious beings you were cradling were much more important.

"No one's going anywhere. You kids, your dad, or me. We just had to talk about something important, that's all," you explained.

"Talk about what?"

"Something that can be discussed when you're older. We want your input on it too, but it's not time yet."

"So you're not splitting up? Right?" Milo asks, trying his best to sound nonchalant.

You stifled your laugh.

"No dear, Vander and I aren't leaving you or each other anytime soon."

"Or ever," he adds, kissing you and earning a round of 'eughs' and 'bleh!'.

That's when you finally laughed.

"Ok, that's enough excitement for tonight. Everyone back to you room," you started to escort them out, but none of them budged. Not even Powder, who had let go of Vi's hand and was now standing firm on her own.

"I see how it is," you smiled. "One time only. Come here."

It was a tight fit, the six of you piled onto one bed. There were a flurries of complaints and kicking limbs, but eventually, everyone settled down. You and Vander faced each other while the children slept, sandwiched in between. Safe. Protected.

"We'll talk about it again later," you whisper. "But not tonight."

"Not right now," he agreed.

"Goodnight, Vander."

"Goodnight, love."

[arcadia-of-pluto]

LADS! Idol Group AU — Y/n

(Banner Art — @/AngyeFdez on X)

Before I officially start on the drabbles/prelude, I just wanted to present the Y/n's for this drabble series! There's going to be six in total, one for each love internet and then one for the polycule.

For poly Y/n, the others will have a purely friendship-type of relationship while in the solo ones, poly! Y/n will be a normal manager and, often times, middle-man for their relationships.

I haven't completely fleshed them out just yet, but I thought I might as well post what I have so far and gauge how y'all feel about it!

I'll also reiterate here the nicknames for each Y/n;

Zayne's Y/n — Petal

Sylus's Y/n — Kitten

Caleb's Y/n — Pipsqueak

Rafayel's Y/n — Cutie

Xavier's Y/n — Starlight

Manager Y/n — Grey

(If I'm honest, Grey came from an old bts fic I read where Y/n was referred to as that instead of Y/n. I couldn't think of a better "name" and I just wanted to let that be known!)

💙🐁🐭💙⚘️🥀💙🐭🐁💙🥀⚘️💙🐁🐭

Zayne's Y/n

Y/n has been with her group since she was 15. From trainee to debut. She was always the poorest of the four, the butt of the joke, but she tried her best to get along with the other three girls. She was the youngest, so she was already at a disadvantage, but she wanted to prove to them and the higher-ups that she was a good addition to the group. However, the group wasn't gaining enough publicity and so her manager decided they needed to have one of the girls act out to get eyes on them.

To be the ‘Wildcard’ and have more people talking about them, and that role was unsurprisingly given to Y/n. At first, Y/n wasn't aware of this. She'd be confused and panicked whenever tabloids would post about her having a “night out” with another guy when she was just hanging out with one of her cousins. Or when she had a class reunion and was photographed leaving the bar with her friends. But eventually, the team sat down with her and explained everything. Because she was being portrayed as a “problem child”, the group was becoming more popular.

People were keeping an eye out on the group for her, to see what she'd get herself into next. Y/n didn't want to ruin her image to put her other bandmates up on a pedestal, but what else could she do? (Her group could be called BILY – Because I Love You). 

Anyway, idol x idol and maybe her manager decides to take it up to the next level and tells her to get close with someone from the most popular idol group at the moment, which is LADS. She only listens to her manager, because maybe someone at UNICORNS INC could help her become a soloist, she can't stay with her group any longer because it's absolutely ruining her image. Every single video, it's “she has such a good voice, it's a shame she acts the way she does”, “if she wasn't such a good dancer, she would've been kicked from the group”, “what's all the hype anyways? She's not even that good looking”, “BILY deserves better! #Y/nleavethegroup”. (It's the best idea I have right now.)

She'll be 19 when LADS is first formed (while Zayne is 22) and when the official drabbles begin, she'll be 24 while Zayne is 27.

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Sylus's Y/n

I'm not sure why, but I want his Y/n to be a stripper turned actress. Like she's always had big dreams, but she's doing what she can to make money so she first meets Sylus at the N109 Zone while she's a waitress and a stripper and he's a rapper in Onychinus. As he works his way up through the ranks of Onychinus, she's by his side every step of the way. They're not exactly friends, but they're not strangers either. Right before Sylus leaves to pitch his idea to UNICORNS INC, he tells Y/n about his plans and she encourages him.

She even hits his shoulder with a smile and says, “When you make it big, don't forget about me, y'know?” And while he's off training with his new group, she also gets scouted, but for a completely different industry. Acting.

So his Y/n is basically just actress x idol

I know this one has significantly less writing, but it was the easiest to explain. The other Y/ns, including this one, will be of similar age to their love interest until we get to poly! Y/n whose age will be more in the middle.

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Caleb's Y/n

For this au, Caleb and Y/n won't be step siblings, because outside of the games, I can't justify pseudo-incest. (I have a step brother and don't wanna screw him — my sister, on the other hand, did 🕴 /srs)

Instead, Caleb was taken in by Y/n's grandma, Josephine. Josephine didn't really want to take Caleb, but Y/n insisted. Josephine worked at an Orphanage, that's how she adopted Y/n, and whenever Y/n sae Caleb, noticed how quiet and distant he was compared to the other children, she couldn’t help but be reminded of herself. So an 11-year old Y/n begged Josephine to take in the 13-year old Caleb. Josephine didn’t even have to adopt him! She could just be his guardian. After she took him in, Y/n grew close with Caleb, learnt his story about how he was separated from his parents, and dove into research and news articles to find his parents. She found nothing.

Besides their last name Xia.

So Caleb continued to live with them, even getting a part time job during school since Josephine paid more attention to Y/n. She didn't even give Caleb an allowance, but Y/n didn't know this. Even when he graduated college, Y/n was the only one there for him. (He went straight to college after highschool graduation at 18 and graduated college at 19. He was volunteering at a local air base to get a feel for if he wanted to work there, shadowing employees throughout college, and eventually he got to flying.

So he technically has two years of experience whenever he gets into his accident at 20.

Again, Y/n was the only one to show up at the hospital for him. (So childhood friends to lovers, but also she's the one who tells the agents, Tara, Jenna, and Simone, about Caleb and to scout him.) 

But also slowly becoming a Josephine disliker. Put her in an old folks home and be done with it 😭

💜🦊💜🎨🖌💜🦊💜🖌🎨💜🦊💜🎨🖌

Rafayel's Y/n

Rafayel's Y/n will be a fan. But she's actually been a fan since his old Tidus days, whenever he revealed his very first artwork (which she immediately bought once he sold it). She's on the richer side of life. She's always gotten what she wants, but she knows the struggles of the lower class.

Her and her mother used to be dirt poor, always scraping by for their next meal, but when Y/n turned 11, there was someone at their doorstep. An agent from UNICORNS INC. They were looking for one Miss “M/n” and it appears your father, who you never knew at this point, had been looking for your mother this whole time.

Your father was elated to learn he had a successor to his company, but also a daughter. A sweet child that he could spoil and now he has his beloved wife back.

Y/n saw Rafayel's first work at 16 (he was 17) and knew she had to have it, but it wasn't for sale. Not until two years later, when Rafayel (Tidus) was more famous, did he sell it. So at 18 (him 19), she was in a huge bid war until she finally won the painting. She has it hung up in her apartment. Then, a few months later, Rafayel dropped from the public eye. (He was doing this idol training with the others, this training went on for a few months before they went to the public to reveal their group).

💛🦢🪺💛🌉💛🪺🦢💛🌉💛🦢🪺💛🌉

Xavier's Y/n

What if his Y/n was someone he had a crush on in college, they slept together at a party when they were drunk (they both remember) and she got pregnant? 🤔 So they'll be parents at 18/19 and when Xavier is 23, the baby would be around 4 years old. Okay, okay.

The two had a mutual crush on each other during college, but neither ever reached out. They were mostly acquaintances, working together on projects and one-sidedly fighting for the top ranked student. Y/n was trying to be number 1, always falling short, and Xavier wasn't even trying. He would usually not nap in classes she was in, but a few weeks after the party, she dropped out. So Xavier lost his motivation to stay up in his classes and that's what led to him being kicked out of college.

Y/n dropped out because she was embarrassed. Her and Xavier weren't dating, she had a crush on him, and now she's pregnant. She's downright mortified. She can't tell him that he's suddenly going to be a father because what if he just says he doesn't care or that he wants nothing to do with her? She's too nervous and anxious of his reaction to even be around him, so she left college and got a job at Linkon's local bookstore. She practices writing while pregnant and after she gives birth, she publishes her first book.

By the time her and Xavier are both 23, she's a best selling author and a mother to a lovely 4 year old daughter named Margot (child of the light). So his Y/n will be one night stand/single parent?

Don't ask why my mind jumped to college pregnancy, hidden baby type stuff for Xavier, but I am extremely attached to Margot

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Poly! Y/n

In the non-poly drabbles, Grey / Y/n will just be their manager. She'll be helping them with their relationships and being completely professional.

In the poly drabbles, Grey / Y/n will also be their manager, but they'll be trying to win her heart. They all know they like her and they're trying to get her to realize it.

The other Y/n's will be present, but Pipsqueak will just be Caleb's childhood friend who called in a favour to get him scouted, Petal will be the troublesome member of BILY who comes to them for help, Cutie will be a rich fan who helps them out with money troubles and the face behind their social media account, Starlight will still have Margot but her and Xavier's college crushes have since went away and they're close friends (Margot comes over to play with Grey and Xavier, and Grey loves it. She would sit there with a smile and say, “I can't wait to have ours…” And “Margo can be their big sister.”) And Kitten will be Sylus's actress friend who helps Rafayel dip his toes into the acting business and is close friends with Grey.

Since Grey's mother was a stripper who worked at the N109 Zone and slept with her clients, which led to her getting pregnant. Grey's mother ditched her and so she was raised by the strippers of the N109 Zone (similar to MaoMao from Apothecary diaries being raised by the sex workers).

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Handle With Care 5

Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Bucky Barnes

Summary: your work blurs the lines between professional and personal.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

"Sam's not gonna make it," Bucky huffs as you stand at the sink. He puts his phone face down. "He's an important guy now." He turns and leans on the counter as you rinse the plate in your hands. "I told you, I can clean up after myself."

"And I told you, it's not too much," you put it in the rack. "My mother tried to raise a lady, despite how I turned out."

He tilts his head as he eyes you, "there's a dishwasher."

"Aren't you the cranky old man who tells the youngins they don't know what hard work is?" You scoff.

His lips thin, "you heard that?"

You shrug, "you're a good trainer, Barnes."

"It's a short leash," he growls.

"Is that what you think?"

He sighs and crosses his arms. "You're not like me. I know what people see when they look at me."

"Is that barbecue sauce on your chin?" You smile. He frowns and quickly rubs his chin with his knuckle. You chuckle. "Messing with you."

He huffs.

"What do you know about me, Barnes? You read my file."

"I don't know," he scratches his neck. "You're a demolitions expert."

"Oh, and do you know how I got to know explosions so well?"

"File said you worked with the PD--"

You scoff. "You really didn't dig into the archives? The real ones?"

He shakes his head.

"I didn't work with the PD. I got arrested for setting up IEDs around a farmhouse. Several."

"Farmhouses?" His eyes flash. "Why--"

"Long story short, you meet a lot of backwards people out in the country," you put the second plate in the tray and scrub a knife. "Couple years in, they showed up. Offered me a deal. I saved an embassy. Got my freedom. With conditions."

"Hm."

"Should they really trust me? You think I won't go back and try again? After they've taught me how to do it ten times better?" You laugh. His cheeks twitch. You shake your head. "Barnes, really."

"Well..." he drops his arms. "I don't know, do I?"

You laugh. He lets himself smile.

"Sorry about Sam. I'll let him know he's a real shit for bailing," you pull the stopper in the sink. He hands you a towel. You dry off and give it back. "If you can tolerate me a little longer, we could watch something. From this century."

"You didn't like Showtime?"

"Oh, it was fun, but I need more than moony eyes and tapping toes," you retort. "And I don't mind the snuggles." His brows furrow and you turn to look around, "where is that kitty?"

He's silent as you make clicky noises in an effort to entice the cat from her hiding spot.

"Didn't take you for an animal person."

"Might say the same of you," you toss back. "I had a pet snake. Wasn't much of a cuddler."

"Huh," he utters.

"Huh, what?" You turn and face him from the doorway.

"Nothing. Just the definition of a lady's changed a lot since my day."

"I'm sure a lot's changed. Can't even imagine," you say. "I did three years and came out, totally lost. You did... a lot longer."

"Yeah, well, it was easier... before."

You know who he's referring too. You can't blame him for being bitter. It must sting more now that Sam chose not to come hang. You almost want to call him up and bitch but you doubt he'd answer.

"Alright, my choice," you declare as you enter the front room. "You need a dose of pure schlock."

"You don't have to feel sorry for me," he grumbles.

"If I did, you'd know it," you scoop up your phone and ignore him. "I'm thinking the trashiest action crap we can find."

"You really don't have to--"

"Barnes, I'm here, and to be honest, I don't really feel like dealing with rush hour," you sneer. "So be a good host and get me a beer."

He stares back at you and blinks.

"Oh, wait, wait, I'll ask like a lady." You bat your lashes and force a smile. You add a few octaves. "Oh, please won't you get me a drink?"

He makes a face, "don't ever do that again."

You snort. You look around for his television remote. You click on the screen and flop onto the couch.

His suggested is a bit predictable; war docs, Lord of the Rings, The Sopranos? Alright. No wonder he's so goddamn serious.

He comes back with two bottles. He offers you one. He turns and stand next to the couch as he presses the glass neck to his lip but doesn't drink.

You continue your search for something less dire. Arnie is always a good time, right?

"Barnes," you select a classic; Predator. "You wanna sit? The whole lurking in my peripheral thing makes me itchy."

He flinches, "uh, sure."

He steps around the couch and sits right against the armrest. You look down at yourself. There's the stain on the borrowed shirt but otherwise you're presentable. You lift your arm and sniff.

"I smell or something?" You ask and put the remote down.

"Huh?" He glance at you.

"You think I'm contagious, or something?" You tease.

His forehead wrinkles and he shows his teeth.

"You don't have to tuck yourself into the corner like a misbehaved child," you say.

"It's not... no, just making sure you have space."

"Relax, I don't got any explosives on me," you sit back and face the screen.

A white blur jumps up beside you and you wince. Bucky does too. Alpine walks in a circle, seeking pets from her owner before spinning back. She comes to nestle against your leg, putting her head on your thigh. You stroke her gently.

"I can see why you don't like to go out, Barnes," you snort.

"She's alright." He eases just a bit. "She'll be making all sorts of racket at midnight."

"Good kitty," you praise and reach for your beer. "You give him hell, pretty kitty."

He sighs and turns his bottle in his hands. Too bad that stuff can loosen him up.

[moonlitcelestial]

Chapter 15

Beyond the Lens - Logbook Videographer!Reader x OT8 Ateez

W/C 9,888

🎥 Series Masterlist 🎥

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Previous Chapter (Chapter 14)

Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction. It is not meant to assume or mock anything about Ateez, Atiny, or anything relating to what I do not know about being a videographer.

Contains she/her pronouns.

The logo in the center is mine. Please do not reuse or copy.

I strongly recommend looking at the inspiration pictures and the Pinterest boards (which will be updating as the story goes on).

General Warnings: slow burn, cussing, conflict, angst, fluff, and obliviousness. 

CHAPTER WARNINGS - Alcohol, Overthinking

Let me know what you think! I HIGHLY RECOMMEND looking at the inspiration pictures for the house <3 Moonie

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“I cannot wait to see her house. It sounds so fancy.” 

“Agreed!”

“I can't either, you better not snoop around though.”

“Aish, I would never.”

“Don't lie to yourself.”

“Whatever.”

“I can't wait to see the giants again, I have been needing cat time.”

“I am literally right here but okay.”

“It’s not the same and you know it.” 

You had been conversing with Yeosang in the front seat before you heard a couple of exclamations behind you. You looked in the rearview mirror and smiled at the wonder on their faces. You had just reached the large black gate for your house. You pushed the button that was above your head and the gates slowly started opening and you drove forward. They stayed open for a split second before closing again. San was just a minute behind you. You had stopped to make sure that he got through, once the gates started moving again you started down your long driveway. You were thankful for the large trees that lined the driveway; they offered a reprieve from the blazing summer sun. 

You got close to the house and pushed your garage door opener. You drove up and parked on the right side. Looking over your shoulder you make sure you were all in before you pushed the button to close the garage. You got out of the car and the four followed suit. Each one of them started exploring your garage, Jongho was especially interested in your old Cadillac. 

“What kind of car is this?” He asked, peering into the front seat. 

“It is a 1959 Cadillac Series 62. It was my Papa’s. He gave it to me and I had it specially shipped here when I had the money to do so. I occasionally drive it if I am not going too far.” 

“He has excellent taste, this car is beautiful.” You nodded with a small smile. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulder and you looked to see Yeosang. He gave you a light squeeze and you heard Seonghwa at the edge of the garage where Ink was parked.

“Is this a Yamaha R6?” Seonghwa was running his hand over the body and seat of the motorcycle. He turned to look at you with a cute tilt of his head. 

“Yes it is. I have had her since shortly after they came out.” His face broke into a smile as if he was proud of himself for being able to recognize the brand and model. 

“We used this kind of motorcycle in the Bouncy music video, you remember Yeosangie?” 

“Yes, it was so much fun.” He took his arm off your shoulder and walked over to the bike to appreciate it. Hongjoong and Jongho approached the motorcycle as he mentioned it as well. They started chattering about the similarities and how much fun they had with the Bouncy MV. You smiled at them before remembering there were four other very rowdy men waiting to be let in.

“I'm going to head inside to make sure that the others can get in. Feel free to look around or follow me inside.” As you stepped into the mudroom you slipped off your Nikes and set them gently in their spot on the rack. You walked around the corner and smiled as you saw the other four standing outside the doors looking in the side windows like children. You swung the doors open with a grand gesture and chuckled at their small jump back and surprised faces. Stepping aside and throwing your arm out you welcomed them in, each of them took off their shoes and stepped into your house. They had gently set the shoes on the small rack you had by the front door and set their go bags in a pile close to the entrance. They took in the large space, their eyes traveling everywhere. Shortly after they started to wander around the rest of the boys came in from the garage. All of them converge in your great room. 

“Want a tour?” You asked, looking at all of them with a smile. 

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I was the last one to walk into the house, I made sure to take off my shoes and place them on the rack next to everyone else's. The first thing I noticed was the light gray tile that transitioned into a light wood floor with some darker planks spread throughout it. Following the sound of voices I passed a half bath, a closed door, and some stairs. I ended up in what appeared to be a living room. She walked up to us and smiled. God she was gorgeous. “Want a tour?” Each of us answered with variations of yes. 

“This is the great room, this is where we generally just hang out while we wait for food to be done. Sometimes we also use it to spread out for game nights too.” She said motioning to everything. I took in the decorations on the slate gray wall. She had lots of pictures of her and her team hanging about as well as the giants. Some of the pictures must have been from her photography sessions too, there was one in particular that caught my eye, it was a beautiful shot of a lantern festival; which looked strikingly like the Gaecheon Art Festival.  There were so many beautiful pieces scattered tastefully around the large room. 

The fireplace was a smooth dark granite and it had a tv sitting on the mantle. Against the far part of the great room there was a cat treehouse. It took up most of the large window space; which if I knew cats was perfect for sunning. I looked it over and saw that there were some pedestals that were running along the wall and hanging from the ceiling. They continued all over the house from what I could see. The zoomies must go hard in this house. She walked toward the kitchen, all of us followed her and crowded around the long island. The backsplash was a beautiful wood and the counters were dark, They contrasted beautifully. 

“This is the kitchen, just past it is the turret which I have turned into a huge nook. I stepped farther into the kitchen, looked through the small archway and saw the cutest sight ever. The three cats were all snuggled up on a huge circular bed that spanned from one side of the turret to the other. We all ended up filing through and into the nook. One long wall leading up to it was lined with completely filled bookshelves. There must have been at least 500 books here. She must have had that custom made to fit such a large space. San had immediately gone over to the cat cuddle puddle and started petting them. Beans chirped at him as she stretched out, the other two picked up their heads to look at him. San looked at Wooyoung and stuck his tongue out at him. Y/N burst into giggles at them. 

“Come on Sannie lets keep going, we can pet the giants later.” Y/N said, patting his shoulder. He reluctantly got up and started toward the rest of the group. She walked through the great room and to another large room. This must have been a gaming room. The walls were the same color as the great room but the room was lit up with LED lights making it seem like it was completely different. Across from me the wall was lined with nerdy posters between the windows that were covered with blackout curtains. There were what looked like blueprints for game controllers, blueprints for some Star Wars things and one blueprint for a Lego piece as well. On the wall to my right there were several consoles lining an entertainment center under a large tv. The L shaped couch took up most of the wall with posters and a large amount of room in the center of the space. It was definitely large enough to fit all of us plus some. There was a huge bean bag in the center of the room. A large window was situated on the farthest wall that had the curtains open. When I looked at the wall closest to me it had many miniatures and sets of legos. I couldn't keep my gasp at bay when I saw the large Millennium Falcon front and center on this display wall. All of the boys laughed at me while I walked over to it mesmerized. This was the first time I had seen one that was not in the Lego store or in a box. I had to resist the urge to reach out and touch it. 

“Hwa, did you just fall in love?” I didn’t even dignify Wooyoung with a response, I just kept staring at the one thing that I hadn't been able to get and display in the small room I had at the dorms. 

“I actually just finished that before I took the job with KQ, it is the biggest one that I have built so far. I watched the entire series while I built it.” I looked over to her and she was smiling at me. I couldn't help but to return her smile. Hongjoong walked over, grabbed my hand and squeezed. I quickly looked at him and all I could see was the love in his eyes. He knows about my feelings toward the woman standing in front of us. He must have known that my feelings were starting to develop quicker with the more that I got to know her. He had always been able to read me like an open book. I started looking over all of the rest of the Legos and I recognized the Legend of Zelda one too. 

“Before you all jump to conclusions, I had that one put together before Seonghwa did.” She said with a light laugh. The boys joined her. The chorus of all of the laughter was like music to my ears. All of my loves. I looked over to Hongjoong who hadn't let go of my hand. He looked like he was thinking the same thing as I was. 

“Alright, let's move onto the next room.” She took us around the corner back toward the mud room and opened the door to an office. The walls were dark but the large window lit everything up very well. Her desk was right inside the door to the left. It was dark wood and it had three monitors and right next to those was what looked like a gaming computer that had little bits of greenery in it. There was also a bookshelf attached to it that was filled with all sorts of camera accessories and some older cameras that I had never seen before. I took in the rest of the room. There was a pop of color from all of the plants scattered across the room and hanging from the ceiling. Across the way there was a swivel chair with a cute moon shaped ottoman in the corner. On the wall behind the chair I saw a world map that had strings connected to several pictures. She must have been to so many places around the world.

“This is my home office, I spend so much time here that sometimes I have had to set alarms to get up and walk around.” I felt something caress my calf and looked down to see Toothless. 

“The giants tend to flock to this room when I open it because they are not allowed in here unless I am in here. There are too many things that they would love to eat in here, huh bud” She motioned to the other two who had appeared, squatted down, and held out her hand for the three giants. All three of them flocked to her and started rubbing on her hand and wherever they could reach. Each of us took turns rotating into the room, while it had a decent amount of space it would not be able to fit all of us in here at once. 

“Alright children shoo,” she waved to get the cats out of the room. All of us giggled and followed her directions as well. She closed the door behind herself once everyone was out. 

“If you want to go down the stairs I can show you the basement.” We all followed Mingi and Yunho down. She walked in right behind Hongjoong and I. As she passed she ran her hand around my back. I looked at her and couldn't help the shiver that went down my spine at her light touch. 

“This is the other entertainment space I have. Sometimes we have a bit of a get together to watch some sports games but most of the time it is just the team and I drinking down here. This is a full bar and I have been told I make a mean cocktail. Don't worry though, I have bread” she winked at San. Wooyoung burst into laughter as San hid away from her. She must have seen the Wanteez drunk episode.

“I also have a karaoke machine around here somewhere.” Jongho cheered at that fact. We all chuckled at his enthusiasm. I took in the rest of the large room. The bar was situated in the corner right as you came down the stairs; which was decorated to look like a whiskey barrel. Just to the right of the cabinets behind the bar was a large tv mounted on the wall. Behind that there was a large display of various kinds of alcohol. Wow, she wasn’t kidding about her alcohol. Slightly to the left of the bar there was even more in a small cabinet, it must have been for her overflow. I continued to look to my left and there was a large archway leading into a room with a huge dark wood dining table. It could have easily sat sixteen people. I wandered into the room and there was a beautiful display case of fine china. It was something you would see at a grandparent’s house. Just past that was a small door in the corner but it was the same color as the wall; almost as if she didn’t want anyone to see it. 

Before I could make a move toward it I heard the other boys exclaim. Curiosity getting the best of me I made my way around the corner to the other half of the basement to see all seven of my boyfriends crowded around the ping pong table, pool table, air hockey table and the foosball table. Letting out a small chuckle I made my way over to San who was holding his hand over the air hockey table. I could feel the slight breeze coming from it and knew immediately that he would be glued to this thing. 

Turning around to look at the rest of the space I saw Y/n sitting on the large light colored couch. There were three pictures of the giants hanging above her head. When I was looking at those, the lights caught my eye. They were inset into the ceiling and looked like twinkling stars. I heard her laughter, looking toward her I could see her e/c eyes gleaming. Her face was lit up with a small smile, most likely due to my face after I discovered the ceiling. 

“It is a map of stars that are viewable from my home town Astoria, Oregon. A tribute to the life I once had, even if it was rough.” She spoke as I approached to sit next to her. I gently lowered myself so I wouldn’t disturb her position. Of course as soon as I sat down she shifted closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder. I could feel my heartbeat pick up and prayed to whatever was up there that she couldn’t hear it. 

We watched as some of the boys started playing various games. Wooyoung had teamed up with Yeosang against Jongho at the pool table. Yunho and San were playing a heated match of air hockey, both of them were neck and neck. Mingi and Hongjoong were playing foosball very animatedly. Hongjoong was losing by a large margin, his hand eye coordination was never the best. 

This was nice, this was something I could get used to. Not having to worry about our titles or cameras was something we didn’t get very much of. We could be ourselves here without having to worry about the repercussions. Here it was different, here it was about as calm as it could be.

After a few minutes of watching the boys play and letting them finish their games Y/n separated herself from me and stood up. “Alrighty let's go back up the stairs and I can show you the bedrooms on the second floor.”  We all followed her. As soon as we got up the stairs I saw two bedrooms and a laundry room. The laundry room had lots of storage with dark green cabinets and golden accents. On the right there was a large bedroom that was a deep burgundy with a light colored bed tucked into a nook with a window above it. Toward the left there was a smaller bedroom that was a deep plum and it had a gray bed in a nook as well. I explored further around the second floor and peeked into the bathroom, it was large with a black jacuzzi tub against the back wall. Right next to it there was another bedroom that was forest green and it had a lighter green bed in the middle in a nook like the other two. Finally I walked to the other side of the bathroom and it had to have been Y/N’s room. It was decorated with lots of dark decor and moons. There was a small sitting hammock hanging right at the corner of her bed. The bed had black satin sheets and had sheer curtains hanging to frame the bed. The rest of the decor was a light gray. The pedestals for the giants were scattered around her room and had stopped at another cat tree which was situated in the window nook like downstairs, it was so big and looked similar to a weeping willow. The ceiling was covered in lights like the ones in the basement. 

Once I took everything in I meandered downstairs and plopped down on the couch. Shortly after Hongjoong came and sat beside me. I put my arm around him and pulled him close to me. He smiled up at me and grabbed my hand. We ended up waiting for the rest of the boys and Y/n to come downstairs. 

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As the boys explored your home you felt like a piece of the puzzle finally fit into place for your visions of this house. You had made it, but did not know why you felt compelled to have this many rooms and now it made sense. It was almost as if it was fate. You could see each of them taking up residence in each of the extra rooms you had. Mingi and Yunho in the forest green room. San and Woo in the plum room, and Yeosang and Jongho in the maroon room. Seonghwa and Hongjoong would be mostly in your room but everyone would rotate to be with you.

You could picture on a lazy morning Yeosang and San curled up in the large nook. With Yeo reading a book and Mocha in his lap. San with Toothless in his face while he petted him. Wooyoung would be around the kitchen with you preparing food for everyone, feeding little bits to Beans in one of the bar chairs, and you would be dancing around each other in perfect harmony. While Mingi and Yunho were in the gaming room yelling at each other over a game. Jongho would be in the basement with Seonghwa and Hongjoong either playing pool, singing on the karaoke machine, or the three of them would be in the gaming room with Yunho and Mingi. 

The rest of you made your way downstairs, you smiled at the couple curled up on the couch. You grabbed your phone from your back pocket and took a quick picture of the two of them. Saving the picture you closed the camera and messaged your team group chat and asked if one of the couples could pick up some pizza for the game night. Your phone pinged immediately with a message from Willow saying they were already a couple steps ahead of you and were on the way to pick up several large pizzas. 

Your front door opened and Aurora and Meadow stepped in. The ding of the door alerted the rest of the boys in the house that someone just got here. You went up to the two and wrapped both of them in a hug. You hadn’t seen Meadow in a long while. Her blonde hair had gotten a little longer but her height never changed. She was just up to your shoulder in height and you always loved to tease her about it. 

“Long time no see short stack,” you said resting your arm on her head. She thwacked you on the side and moved to take off her shoes so she could enter your house. You laughed and walked away from the duo toward Hongjoong and Seonghwa. 

You placed your hands on each of their shoulders and asked “Do we want to hang out downstairs until we are ready for game night?” Hongjoong tilted his head back and leaned against your stomach like you did with Seonghwa the other day. You smiled at him. 

“We can do that, it seems like there is more entertainment in the basement other than the video game room up here. We can also try some of your cocktails.” Hongjoong smiled at the thought of letting loose. 

“Most definitely, but I have an idea of a small tournament before we get into the alcohol. How would the two of you feel if I challenged everyone to play a game of Mario Kart and whoever wins gets to ride on Ink with me.” It was Seonghwa’s turn to look up at you. 

“I think that is a great idea.”

“Perfect,” you said stepping away. “Boys, I have a game we could play.” You sing songed, all of them walked in from different parts of the house. 

“What do you have in mind Y/N-nie?” Yeosang asked. 

“I was thinking that you guys could play a tournament of Mario Kart and whoever wins gets to go on a ride on Ink with me.” All of them looked between each other before bursting into excited chatter. You smiled and motioned to the gaming room. 

“Wait! Before you go crazy,” Aurora said quickly, all of the boys turned to look at her. She wrapped her arm around Meaow’s shoulders and said “This is my wife Meadow.” Everyone chorused polite greetings and they exchanged bows. “Alright, that is all I have, go ahead” she waved her hand at the gaming room. All of them took off toward it eager to start. You laughed and followed them with Meadow and Aurora following you. They had taken over the couch and left a couple of seats open for you and the couple following you. You plopped down in front of Jongho on the beanbag and smiled up at him. You could just barely make out the light tinge of pink on his ears. Aurora pulled Meadow into her lap as she settled between the arm of the couch and Yunho. Each of the boys took turns making their own profiles or signing into theirs on your switch. 

Once they all got situated the battle began, You watched as Seonghwa, Hongjoong, Yunho and Yeosang played against each other. To your absolute surprise Hongjoong and Seonghwa came in first and second place. Yunho and Yeosang pouted as they had been eliminated so early. Next up was San, Mingi, Woo and Jongho. They had one of the loudest matches you could have ever imagined. Wooyoung was screaming and San was instigating by hitting him with all of the powerups he got his hands on. Despite that, somehow Wooyoung ended up in first and Mingi in second. Everyone switched around and the final four started their match. Everyone watched with fascination as Hongjoong held the first spot, but on the last lap Mingi got up to first. You worried your hands together in anticipation but then Hongjoong nailed him with a red shell right before he got to the finish line. Everyone exclaimed as Hongjoong passed Mingi. The room went up in absolute chaos as he finished first. Hongjoong leapt up off the couch just barely over your head from his seat next to Jongho and was almost screeching with happiness. You got up to celebrate with him and he threw himself at you almost knocking you over. Thankfully Jongho was there to steady the both of you with a hand on the center of your back. You hugged him back with a laugh. Mingi was in the background throwing a fit at the betrayal. 

The front door dinged and everyone went absolutely still and so silent you could hear a pin drop. You separated yourself from Hongjoong and walked over to the doorway to see who had walked in. Willow, Rowan, Forrest and Asher all were taking their shoes off in the entry of the house. 

“Food is here!!” Willow yelled across the house. You stepped out of the doorway as the boys rushed out. They took the boxes from her and Rowan while thanking the both of them and making their way to the basement. After a round of hugs you, your team, and their partners followed them down. Wooyoung was looking through the cabinets for plates and made a noise of excitement as he found them. You watched in awe as they moved around each other preparing the food like a well oiled machine. This was your favorite kind of organized chaos, they were all chattering back and forth as they prepared and sat out several drinks that were in the bags brought by Rolow (Rowan and Willow). Your team and their spouses, who had made their way into the large dining room to sit, watched you as you admired them. 

Asher leaned over to Forrest and whispered “She is totally smitten, just like you said.” Forrest nodded at him and smacked Aurora and Willow to point at you. They all snickered at your awestruck face. Not once in all of the time they had known you did you look at anyone like that. 

“She knows she is in love with them so why doesn't she do anything about it Rowan whispered which earned him a smack from Aurora.

“She is scared, nothing has ever gone in her favor relationship wise. She doesn't want to ruin what they already have. She would be content just longing for them if it kept them in her life.” Willow answered looking over. You had tried to step in and help but San gently pushed you out from behind the bar. You pouted at him and he laughed at you giving your arm a squeeze. 

The boys had started opening the boxes and checking to see what there was. Each time they figured it out they would hand the box to its designated person to set in the pile. “We are ready!” Mingi said to everyone at the table. Each of them was standing behind it looking proud of themselves. You smiled at them from your spot leaning against the secondary alcohol cabinet. 

These men were too adorable for their own good. 

After introductions and eating almost all of the pizza everyone split up across the basement. Jongho and Seonghwa played pool, Mingi and Yunho played foosball, Yeosang and Hongjoong were cuddled up on the couch watching Wooyoung and San play some game on your TV. Your team was sitting around the bar and chatting. It had been too long since all of you got together and just talked like this. 

You started mixing drinks, the bartender part of you taking over. Working at a very tourist-heavy Korean bar was one of the best things you did when you were in college; it especially came in handy for nights like this. The loud noise caught the attention of the boys spread across the room. Jongho had stopped his game for a second to come to you for three sojus; which you assumed were for him, Mingi, and Yunho. You gladly handed them to him and continued making the cocktails for the team. Sadly their partners could barely partake as they had to work like normal people tomorrow. Once you finished the drinks and poured them you looked up to San who had gotten up and moved to see what you were doing. 

“What is that? Can I try?” He asked, pointing to the split colored drink you just poured for yourself. 

“It’s called a Tequila Sunrise, it has tequila, orange juice, and grenadine syrup in it,” you scooted the glass toward him. “It is something that is very popular in the states.” 

“Ahh, where are you from in the states?” He took a sip of the drink and his eyebrows raised. 

“I am from the west coast, Oregon specifically. It is absolutely beautiful out there. It is actually part of the reason I chose this place, being out here in the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees reminds me of home.” As you were speaking he took another large swig of the drink. “You like it? I know it isn't soju but it is still pretty good.”

“It's amazing! I might have to have another when I am done with this one!” 

“I'm not sure that would be a good idea San, you can’t really hold your alcohol.” Aurora spoke, taking a sip of the same kind of drink. You smiled at the thought; getting him drunk on these kinds of drinks would be extremely easy. You almost debated doing just that to see what he was like drunk in person and not on a screen. 

“You might not be able to taste the alcohol but it will get you drunk quickly.” Meadow, who was also an Atiny, knew that you liked to make your drinks strong and sweet. It was the perfect balance, you couldn’t even taste the alcohol most of the time.

San looked at you for confirmation, you nodded at him. “Just start with that and see how you feel okay?” 

“Deal, but if I feel good I am definitely coming back to get another.” He said walking back to the couch Wooyoung was on. He offered a sip to Wooyoung, who turned around to look at you with a wide smile. You smiled back at him before making him one as well. When you were finished making his drink you walked over to them. They were in the middle of a heated match of Mortal Kombat. You set the drink down next to Woo and turned to look at the two cuddled up on the couch watching. 

“Sangie, you want a drink?” He looked up at you and rested his head against the back of the couch. 

“Do you have something sweet?” 

“Of course, want me to surprise you?” He nodded his head quickly and you meadered back toward the bar. The first thing that came to mind when he asked for something sweet was a mudslide. You started pulling the ingredients out with quick efficiency. Pouring everything into your blender you gave a warning before turning it on, the damned thing was so loud. As it was going you drizzled chocolate all over the inside of the glass. Once you were satisfied with the consistency you poured it, smiling at your amazing presentation you snapped a picture with your phone, plunked a straw into it and brought it over to Yeosang. You leaned over the back of the couch and offered the drink to him. His eyes immediately got wide as he turned to look between you and the drink. 

“It’s called a mudslide, it is one of my personal favorites. It's got ice, vodka, coffee flavored liqueur, Irish cream liqueur, chocolate syrup, and some whipped cream. I think you will like it.” He gently took the drink from you and took a sip out of the straw. His eyes closed as he tasted it. Yeosang offered Hongjoong a sip just after he finished his first taste. You watched with curiosity to see if Hongjoong would like it, seeing as it was a decent amount of chocolate, but it did taste like a dessert. His eyes widened as he took his first sip. You mentally celebrated the small victory; of course the notes of coffee in it probably helped sway him. 

You walked toward where Seonghwa and Jongho were, Jongho had been taking a sip of the soju you gave him as Seonghwa lined up his next shot. You waited to address him until after he took the shot. You chuckled at the defeated groan he let out when the solid colored ball bounced away from the pocket. At the same time Yunho let out an almost enraged screech and grabbed his drink and slammed down a swig of it like it personally offended him. Mingi must have scored in foosball. 

“Want a drink to cure the sadness Hwa?” 

He looked at you and smiled sheepishly. “Yes please” Jongho laughed at him and took his next shot, the object ball bounced around the table and went into one of the pockets. He looked up at you with a smile, it was definitely a ‘did you see that smile’. You grinned at him and patted him on the back before you left. 

You made your way back to the bar and started pulling out your fresh strawberries. You bought them specifically for tonight just so you could make him a strawberry daiquiri to see if he would like it. If San didn’t already have a drink you would have made him one too. You washed your hands in the small sink before handling the berries; you made sure to thoroughly wash them. A hand sneaked down onto the surface of the cutting board, you shook your head with a smile as Willow sneaked one away from you. You were half tempted to smack her hand but you couldn't blame her because she absolutely loved strawberries. 

Once you had all of the berries sliced you pulled out some ones that you froze before leaving for the MV. Popping everything into the blender you warned everyone before turning it on. When you were finished pouring the drink you stepped to the side and cut halfway through a strawberry to garnish the rim of the glass with it. You handed Willow another strawberry that you dunked in some sugar for her, she hummed a thank you. Grabbing the daiquiri you made your way over to the two playing pool. The cue ball and the eight ball were the only two left.

Jongho was lining up his shot at the eight ball. Seonghwa was watching with his fingers crossed that he missed it. Jongho brought back the cue stick and shot at the cue ball after calling his pocket. You watched the cue ball fly for the eight ball and knock it straight into the pocket he called. Jongho let out a victorious whoop. Seonghwa pouted and made a show of stomping his feet angrily. You made your way over to him and handed him the drink which immediately made him soften. His eyes widened when he looked at what you handed him; strawberry goodness as you liked to call it. He looked back up at you with a huge smile before taking a sip. His eyes rolled back and you knew that was going to be his favorite drink. Before you stepped away you gave him a kiss on the cheek. 

“Better luck next time pretty, you’ll get Apple Boy sooner or later.” As you were walking away you could hear Jongho’s laughter at Seonghwa. You made your way over to the bar and poured yourself some of the Strawberry Daiquiri that was left and went to sit on the couch. San and Wooyoung had been throwing small insults at each other while playing the game. You weren’t even sitting for half a minute before Wooyoung won the match and got his final blow. He jumped up and celebrated and you watched as he realized that you were sitting there with raised eyebrows and a smile. As soon as he realized that you were almost laughing at him he started complaining.

“Yahh, why are you looking at me like that?” 

“Because this is the best entertainment I have had since Meadow and Forrest got into a heated bickering match over who would get Princess Peach and while they were bickering I took her.” a shout of indignance came from behind you and you sunk into the couch sipping on your drink so you wouldn’t face the wrath of Meadow. You heard one of the bar stools scoot across the wood and the purposeful stomps making their way over to you. As soon as she got around the couch you could see her joker smile. 

“Hi,” you were trying to keep your smile at bay. San, Wooyoung, Hongjoong and Yeosang were all looking at her wide eyed. Her Joker smile was simultaneously one of the most hilarious things and one of the most terrifying things; terrifying to the people who didn’t know her and hilarious to those that did. This was the first time they met her so they didn’t know how much of a non threat she was, she was literally just a smaller version of Yunho. 

“Here Sannie, you can have this, I need to stay sober for this and the motorcycle ride anyway.” You handed him the daiquiri and his eyes got wide. He hesitantly took a sip and Wooyoung tried to take it but he immediately hogged it for himself. You stood up and towered over her. 

“You’re still salty over it aren’t you shortstack?” You patted the top of her head and your smile got bigger the more red she got. Her face dropped into a scowl.

“You square up right now and I'll fight you.” You heard the other boys make their way over to see what the commotion was. 

“You know how well that goes with anyone,” you smirked. “How about a rematch instead, you sore loser?” She almost growled at you before letting her normal grin spread across her face. This was the kind of relationship you had with her, almost like siblings. 

“Rora, can you go grab my switch from the game room?” You threw a look over your shoulder at her and she was already up and almost out of the room before you finished your question. She knew the two of you a little too well. Turning to look at everyone you saw Yunho, Seonghwa and Jongho leaning on the air hockey table, Mingi was wandering around looking at some of the things you had on your shelves trying to act like he wasn’t about to step between you and Meadow. 

Aurora was walking back down the stairs and you watched as the giants followed her down. Toothless immediately jumped onto the couch to demand his cuddles from Wooyoung and San. Beans jumped onto one of the bar stools and Mocha gently settled herself on Yeosang’s lap. Aurora held out the switch and the joycons to you so you could get everything situated. When you were getting it set up you heard more barstools slide against the floor. You assumed the rest of the team and their spouses were making their way over so they could watch two of the most competitive people they knew battle it out. 

After handing Meadow the pink joycons you got just for her to have here you turned on your gray ones. The two of you chose your people, she chose Princess Peach as quickly as possible, while you chose King Boo. You both started toward the front and you were off. Meadow and you were alternating between who was in first. You had pulled just a smidge ahead of her in the last lap of your first match. When the next one took place you were neck and neck again but this time you lost. The last match was on Rainbow Road, the both of you groaned while most of the other people laughed at your reactions. You had been absolutely horrendous on Rainbow Road but if anyone was worse it was Meadow. You started the match and the two of you immediately fell behind as you kept falling off. Each time you fell off you got more and more frustrated. You watched as Meadow fell off the side right as she was approaching the finish line which gave you the opportunity to pass her. Everyone was watching with bated breath as you made your way toward the finish line, Meadow spawned right next to you and you used your last powerup to make it across the line before her. You jumped up and cheered as soon as you made it past the line. Most of the room erupted for you and your team and their spouses laughed as you paraded around the room in front of Meadow who was sulking. You bent down to her height and booped her nose. She tried to bite you and you burst into more giggles. 

“Now that that is taken care of and I am still the champion” you glanced over to Meadow’s sulking form. Aurora was standing behind her and rubbing her shoulders with a smile. “Joongie, you want to go on that motorcycle ride now?”

“Yes!” He practically leapt off of the couch. You grinned at his enthusiasm. Everyone followed you and Hongjoong up. You stepped into your shitkickers and walked into the garage pushing the button to open it. You went to your helmet stand and your leather jackets. You threw one of the jackets on and picked one for Hongjoong to wear. 

You heard a low whistle. “Damn, that’s a good looking car and motorcycle.” San said in awe. Wooyoung vehemently agreed with him. The rest of the boys nodded along and Seonghwa excitedly told them it was the same model that he and Yeosang used in the Bouncy video. They all exclaimed as they realized the similarities. Mingi and Yunho had started circling your old Caddy. You smiled at them and made a mental note to let those two and Jongho have the first ride in the car.

“So I know you have names for all of your vehicles, what is this one’s name?” Yunho asked, running his hand over the side of the car. You paused mid step between the cars to look around the room, each of them was watching you awaiting your answer.

“Actually, I didn’t name that one my Papa did. He used to call her Shining Onyx because he kept her clean and polished at all times; I shortened it to just Onyx. It’s actually where I got the inspiration for my alias. He absolutely loved that car. When he passed and I found out that he left it to me I was over the moon. I hated that I couldn’t bring her with me when I first moved, but after I got this place all set up I arranged with my aunt to have it shipped up here so I could keep a piece of him close.” You felt arms wrap around your shoulders and you looked up to see Mingi who was giving you a back hug. You smiled up at him and relaxed into his hold. 

Hongjoong made a noise of annoyance, your gaze fell to him and he was standing next to your bike with a small pout. You tilted your head with a smile. “What Joongie? Wanna get going?” 

His pout disappeared and he nodded at you with a large grin. You looked over your shoulder at Mingi who was half glaring at his captain. You giggled giving him a pat on the hand before walking out of his hold. Making the rest of your way to the bike and Hongjoong you unzipped the jacket the rest of the way.

“Here you go, it can get kind of cold,” you handed him the jacket; color rose to his cheeks as he put it on and zipped it up. You walked back and grabbed two helmets, yours and a silver helmet, “The helmet visor is dark enough that no one would recognize you, if they even see us, and they are connected via Bluetooth so we can hear each other. Want me to help you put it on?” He nodded and you made a come hither motion with your hand. He rounded the bike quickly and stepped close to you, a little closer than you thought he needed to be; but you weren't complaining. You set your helmet down on the seat and put the silver one over his head and tilted his chin up so you could adjust the strap on his chin. He stood there patiently while you fiddled with the strap. He was just barely shorter than you so you had to duck a little to see better. Once you were satisfied you gave him a little pat on the head and turned on the Bluetooth. You grabbed your helmet and did your glasses routine. You checked that Hongjoong was good by giving him a thumbs up. He responded with the same gesture. You grabbed a pair of fingerless gloves and slipped them on. 

“Can you hear me okay Joongie?” 

He jumped a little, you let out a breathy laugh. “Sorry I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“It’s okay Shutterbug, I can hear you okay, can you hear me?” he asked, adjusting the helmet just a little. 

“Yes, okay so I am going to get on the bike and I want you to sit behind me and put your feet here.” You pointed down to the pegs. “Will you be okay hanging on to me while we drive?” He nodded his head. 

“Perfect, I will warn you, she can be loud when she starts but as we get going it should calm down. Also, if we take any turns I will need you to lean with me.”

“Okay, I can do that,” he was shuffling his weight between his feet. Almost acting like he was nervous. You brushed the thought off, if he was worried he would have said something to you.

“Sweet,” you said, swinging your leg over Ink. You turned her on and she roared to life. The other boys jumped slightly at the loudness of her engine. You motioned for Hongjoong to come and get on the bike, He swung his leg over and got comfortable behind you. You grabbed his arms and wrapped them around your waist. 

“Okay Joong, We are about to leave, if at any time you need to stop or take a breather please let me know and we can stop anywhere. There is no judgment here, I understand riding is not for everyone.”

“Okay, Y/n-nie I will let you know.” 

“Here we go, get ready Joongie, this is going to be so much fun.” You revved the engine and took off. You could feel Hongjoong’s grip tighten around your waist and his legs squeeze yours at the jolt of movement. 

“God damn that was hot.” 

“Agreed, next time she needs to take me for a ride… YAH OUCH” 

“You totally deserved that, get your mind out of the gutter.” 

“Did you get that on video?” 

“Yeah, they were so caught up in their own world that they didn't even notice.” 

You sped through the trees to your gate taking your hand off the handlebar you reached into your pocket to push the button to open the gate before you got to it so you wouldn't have to stop. Hongjoong was holding on to you and he seemed to have relaxed from when you first started. He was holding on to you so tightly in the beginning that you almost found it hard to breathe. Feeling his arms wrapped around you was something you knew you would enjoy, but you didn't expect to enjoy it this much. The warmth of his arms was seeping through both of your leather jackets, it made you almost swoon at the thought of doing this more often with any one of them. Once he relaxed enough he was laughing when you sped up and weaved around the turns of the winding road. You could tell that sometimes he threw his head back just enjoying the feeling of the wind against his skin. This felt magical.

“I never would have thought I would ride a motorcycle. It's so freeing, I understand why you have one.” His voice came through the speakers in your helmet. You rolled to a stop and he immediately scooted closer. There was a weight on your shoulder and you didn't even have to turn to look at him to know he put his chin on your shoulder. That was something that very few people did, even if they were comfortable with you after a few riding sessions. It was new, and it felt nice to know he trusted you enough to be this close and personal. 

“I generally ride when I need to clear my head, it’s cathartic for me. It gives me a sense of freedom that a car never could.” You responded back starting to move again. “Feeling the wind against my skin is one of the best feelings to me.”

“I see, maybe eventually we could go for a longer drive.” 

“I would love to, we will just have to find time between all of the things on our busy schedule.” You said with a giggle. You turned heading toward one of your favorite spots. 

“It's a date, once we find a day.” He responded. You felt your heart stutter in your chest. Did he actually just say that? It had to be a figure of speech, not an actual date, right? 

“I want to take you to one of my favorite spots, is that okay?” 

“Yeah! I would love to see parts of your world.” You sped up after he answered, maybe you could make it in time for sunset. At the slight uptick of speed Hongjoong gripped onto you a little tighter but he was still maintaining a respectful distance. Once you got to the overlook you smiled at the perfect timing. You slowed to a stop taking in the small sightseeing spot, no one else was here. 

“I'll need you to get off first and then I can help you with your helmet.” you said as you turned off the bike and leaned to the side to put the kickstand down. 

He swung his leg off and stood patiently for you. You could tell that his legs were jelly; he was just a little wobbly standing there. You swung your leg off, did your glasses routine and took off the helmet setting it off to the side on the ground next to the back wheel. You gently grabbed Hongjoong’s shoulders and let him sit side-saddle on the bike to regain his land legs. He looked up at you and even though you couldn't see his face just yet you knew he was looking at you with affection. It was in how he was postured. He was sitting on the bike and you were standing between his legs, his hands were on your hips and his thumbs were drawing careful patterns over the fabric. It was intimate. You fiddled with the chin straps and finally got them to cooperate. You gently pulled the helmet off of his head and his helmet hair was some of the worst you had seen; the dark strands were sticking up absolutely everywhere. You smiled down at him and started to fix his hair the best you could. You looked down to his face and his eyes were closed as he leaned into you. 

“Alright, your helmet hair is fixed to the best of my ability” you said stepping away. Something flashed across his eyes but you had turned away too quickly to be able to decipher what it was. You could feel the tension and you were not quite sure how to handle it, so you walked over to the edge of the small cliff and sat down. His footsteps followed you and he took a seat next to you. You were looking over the horizon watching as the sun began to set below it. 

The light melted into dark as the sun set behind the city. You loved to come to this spot because of this view, especially in the summer when it was still warm at this time. You could see the world you had chosen to be a part of. The city coming to life at night was one of your favorite views. The colors in each building held a different story from the family that just started to the one that was just losing someone. Leaning your head back you stared at the darkening sky watching the stars begin to appear. 

Your thoughts started to amble in all different directions as you stared at the sky. The days of wondering if your father would make your life a living hell were gone. The days of questioning your entire existence were gone. The days of being isolated were gone.

Turning to look at Hongjoong you saw the awe on his face, the same awe you were sure was on yours the first time you came here. He was so absorbed in the city lighting up that he didn’t notice your gaze. Here you were sitting with someone you had come to love and admire. You loved all of them. It wasn't just because they were your idols, it was because of their hearts and how they treated you like you were their family, like you belonged. You love them. 

Your mind wandered into a string of thoughts instead of bouncing around like a kid high on sugar. The first one being if they loved you back, they have been acting like they were interested in you like you were them. But there was also the lingering thought that all of this could be one big misunderstanding; even if your team told you again and again that they were flirting with you all of you could just be misinterpreting things. 

What if they weren't actually interested in you like you were them; why would they be? You were just plain old you, you aren’t special like they are. They have so much more to offer in a relationship than you do. You were just a measly almost twenty seven year old who had barely had any real relationships. You looked back to the horizon focusing on the lights flickering on in the distance. Your vision seemed to unfocus so you could continue descending into your brain without other kinds of simulation. Almost as if it was trapping you. 

Who would pursue you?

Why would they want to pursue you?

Do you even stand a chance with these men?

How could you survive in a relationship without knowing anything?

But how could you be a good partner without fucking things up like you had in the past? 

Would they fall out of love with you like everyone else did? 

You hadn't even noticed Hongjoong was calling your name until he put a hand on your shoulder; startling you out of your trance. He had stood up and was offering his hand to you. You gently took it and he tugged you up. He was looking at you with concern. 

“Sorry, I was zoned out. I didn't hear anything, what did you say?” 

“I wanted to ask you a question, if you are in the headspace for it.” He dusted himself off before leading you back to your bike. You looked down at your hands, he held it with such gentle certainty. 

“What's that?” You startled as he grabbed your waist and pulled you into a hug; odd but okay. You relaxed into it and wrapped your arms around his neck. You could smell your perfume on the jacket he was wearing. 

“Something very risky, but I hope it will turn out in my favor.” He pulled away from you but his hands stayed on your waist. He shifted just slightly to get a better grip on you. Almost like he was bracing and grounding himself. You tilted your head to look at him curiously. 

He took a deep breath and looked down just slightly before meeting your eyes. He opened his mouth once and closed it again like he was trying to find the words. He finally found them after a couple of tries and started speaking, “I know that we have only known each other a few weeks but there is something pulling me to you– It’s like– the last piece of a puzzle that I have been searching for forever. I feel as if I have known you for years. I want you to answer me with complete honesty, and like you said before, there is no judgment here, if you say no, I will walk away and act as if nothing ever happened.”

You nodded letting him know you were listening. Fuck, was this what you thought it was? You felt your chest tighten in anticipation. You could feel your heart start beating like it was trying to get out of your chest. 

“I really like you, we all really like you. We would like to know if you would like to possibly join our relationship.” His hands tightened on your hips like he wanted to flex them into fists. Your eyes widened. Holy fuck. You looked at his hopeful expression, and felt so bad as you stepped back. His hands fell from your hips to his sides. You saw his hope falter. 

Was this real?

How could these beautiful men want you?

Were you worthy of this? 

Did you deserve this?

Your thoughts started bouncing around in your head. It was almost too much.

“Hongjoong, I–” His eyes widened slightly at the use of full name, you hardly ever called him that. His mouth was parted slightly like he wanted to say something else; but he didn't. You felt your heart jump into your throat at his almost broken expression. You couldn't even finish your sentence because of the look on his face. As you were turning away you wrapped your arms around yourself; it was an unconscious habit you have had for years when you got nervous. Walking the short distance you went to stand by the cliff. 

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What A Suprise

Summary: In which Ethan is always coming back to you, no matter the circumstance.

Track 5 of short n' sweet - coincidence

Warning! Drinking, mentions of cheating, and mentions of a toxic relationship.

A/N: thought about writing them to be toxic lowkey... so here's this!

Idrk know what genre this is so uh I'm just gonna take a guess and say angst-

But I can say the ending is open to interpretation, it can honestly be anything.

Ethan had gotten into another fight with his current girlfriend, it was obvious they were gonna break up soon.

Didn't help that Ethan was undressing you with his eyes as if his 'girlfriend' wasn't next to him.

You honestly could care less about the party, didn't want to go in the first place.

But of course your friends begged you relentlessly and eventually you gave in.

You swayed around with them, giggling as you did so, the buzz from the vodka in your system could feel Ethan's eyes no matter where he was.

You didn't want to give him the satisfaction right now as you came to have fun with your friends, not to be a second choice.

You and Ethan have been going back and forth for a couple of years, he hasn't realized how much he hurt you as it didn't matter.

You always came back to him in the end and vice versa. There was something about him that was so intoxicating.

You weren't ready for a relationship after getting cheated on by your ex and he respected that decision, but it was really pathetic by getting some random girl to be his girlfriend for the week to get you back in his arms.

That was low, even for him.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." You screamed over the music to yell at your friend who just nodded.

Ethan watched you with dark eyes as he trailed you to the bathroom, his pupils dilating as he watches your backside.

You were washing your hands when you heard the familiar knock, only one person would knock three times.

You opened the door slowly, it was Ethan standing on the other side. He obviously had something to drink.

"Need to use the bathroom?" You tried to be polite but the look in his eyes were luring.

Ethan shakes his head in refusal. "Can I come in?"

You debated with yourself mentally, but decided to let him in the bathroom.

"You're drunk, Ethan." You stated the obvious.

"Everyone's drunk." Ethan mumbles.

"I'm not doing this with you tonight." You sighed. "I'm taking you to your dorm, where's your girlfriend uh lily?"

"Ex-girlfriend." He corrects. "She broke up with me, said her ex was better."

"Let's get you back to the dorm." You put his arm on your shoulder, trying to steady him.

"Can I go to yours?" Ethan whispered. "Don't uh want the guys to see me like this."

You nodded. "Yeah, yeah, we can do that."

Really? You're gonna let him go to your dorm knowing what it will lead to when he's sober. Great job!

You thought as you mutter to yourself that "This was a stupid idea."

You two left the party and did the long walk to your dorm, not wanting to bug your friend and take her car just to pick her up again.

Ethan was mumbling to himself about everything and nothing at all.

You unlocked the door to your dorm and headed inside, you placed Ethan on your bed.

You got a glass of water and some pills for him to take in the morning, and placed it on the nightstand.

As you turned to leave, Ethan took ahold of your wrist. "Don't leave." He looked up at you with glossy eyes.

You tried to reason with him. "Ethan you're drunk, you aren't thinking straight."

"Maybe not before but I'm am right now." Ethan begged.

You sighed. "Just for tonight."

Ethan broke out in a grin and opened up his arms, you layed down without hesitation.

"Y/n?" Ethan mumbled.

You glanced up at him. "Yes?"

"You know I just want you right? No matter how hard it gets, I'll always wait for you." Ethan confessed.

You swore you felt your heart skipped a beat at his words, you can't help but feel like it's another trick.

You also can't help but feel like he's telling the truth and he means it.

"Ethan, what are you talking about?" You glanced up at him.

"They aren't you y/n, never can be." Ethan whispered. "I just want you. Let me prove it to you that I'm serious, serious about this, and serious about you."

You took in his words and let out a shaky breath, you don't know what gotten into him tonight and you definitely don't care enough to know.

"Goodnight Ethan." You spoke, slightly above a whisper. Not trusting your voice beyond that.

You've taken the moment to realize that Ethan never spoke like this to you when he was sober. Maybe he's lying, maybe he isn't. You didn't quite care about that though.

You're already getting loss in the bliss that is the man you knew would be beside you in your bed the next morning, you feel a sensation between your legs just thinking about it.

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Curious to know what your thoughts on ghostgaz are!

I love GhostGaz!! I know I probably say this about every pairing, but, first of all, it's true, and second, I love them all for different things. To me, GhostGaz is pure peace. I know I kinda wrote SoapGaz also being about this dynamic, but the difference is, SoapGaz are that AND two little troublemaker shits that are going to blow shit up and blame each other. GhostGaz is calmer, they obviously have their playful side (mostly sarcastic jabs and sass, these two), they obviously have passion, but there is this veil of just wanting to rest together peacefully. There's a lot on their shoulders and they're both reluctant to lean onto others, so when they finally do, it's a lot of exhaustion. And they're also both insanely beautiful, there's a lot of just "admiring the view" between them that probably leads to them both being flustered.

I have a little retired GhostGaz thing here and also a few headcanons on them here (MDNI)

And let's do another piece, because the world needs more GhostGaz. Me, I'm the world. (MDNI)

There is an old garden swing behind the pub, awkardly standing against the brick wall with a perfect view on the trash spilling from overflowing skip bins. The roof had been taken off the swing, and its supports could use a fresh coat of paint, but it doesn't crumble under Riley's considerable weight and even moves when he rocks absentmindedly, staring into the dark night sky above and clouding it with cigarette smoke. His head is fuzzily empty after a few glasses of nice bourbon, not drunk yet, but certainly tipsy and thus at peace with the whole world - ironically. Ghost and peace don't exactly go together other than when he's blissfully under influence.

Simon doesn't even wince when the back door he came through into this well-like backyard surrounded by buildings on all sides opens again, letting yellow light, muffled human noise and music into the cool silent night he was enjoying. The person coming outside stumbles over a brick that is probably sometimes used to keep the door open and mutters a curse under their breath with a chuckle. It's Gaz.

"There you are, sir," he purrs once he locates the dark heap that Ghost is, the only light spot being the lower half of his face, freed from under the bally and tilted up to the sky, and the bare pale neck with Simon's Adam's apple moving lazily as he breathes. Like a cat wary of the human presence, Ghost watches from the corner of his eye as Garrick approaches the swing and stops with his back turned to it, too inhebirated to multitask - he's fumbling with a ciggy, concentrating hard to try and light it. Yellow flicker of his dying lighter shows off the adorable concentration crease between his brows and the famous nose scrunch - Simon wonders, what caused it: reeking trash, cheap smoke, nasty aftertaste of the horrible coctail the Sergeants drank to prove they can, Kyle's own clumsiness and the cigarette's unwillingness to cooperate?

Gaz floods Simon's thoughts so abruptly, like a warm light does once you flick the switch on - what seemed like an abandoned apartment shows signs of life and invites inside, where a teapot is already waiting with your favourite mug to drink from. Before Ghost can stop himself, he bends his widely spread legs and pushes the swing forward, successfully undercutting Kyle's knees. With a surprised "oh sh-", Garrick drops his cigarette and lands on the creaking seat heavily, sounding like his ass is cut from wood itself.

"Fock, mate, sorry-" - Ghost, his eyes widening with surprise themselves, sits up straight and chuckles gruffly, catching Kyle before he can slide off the swing going back now - his smile shines in the darknes, laughter at his own landing loud and clear. The ciggy he dropped gets swallowed by the night, and Simon feels a little guilty for denying a man his smoke. "Didn't think you'd fold this easy. 'Ere, let me..."

He produces his own cigarette pack from the hoodie pocket and offers one to Kyle, leaning in close to light it with his smoudering cigarette's end. There isn't much tension in the action - not until Simon looks up from the flickering red-orange light and sees Kyle's long lashes in all their glory while his tipsy Sergeant still looks downwards with a thoughtful look. At first Simon thinks he's just drunkenly mesmerized by the little breating light, growing with each inhale and fading at exhales; but then suddenly he feels a deft hand with long fingers grip his thik thigh, squeezing the muscle through his lazy black sweats - not that he'd bother wearing anything better for a drinking night with the team in a lovely dingy pub.

"You don't miss leg day, eh?" Kyle's voice is all purring mirth, amber wiskey coating a tumbler's walls and swirling as it pours down Simon's ears. Worse of all - Garrick's appreciation is genuine, fingers kneading the meat of Ghost's thigh and his thumb repeatedly pushing into the softness on the inner side. Just because Kyle likes how it feels. Simon lets himself fall back onto the swing's backrest and take a couple drags as he distinctly feels his prick chubbing up before he drops the cigarette butt on the ground and looks to the side again.

"You're one to talk, Garrick. These are murder weapons right here," Ghost's big palm pats Kyle's knee clumsily and stays there. Comfortable silence lingers, Kyle's hand strokes up and down the fat muscles, jumps from one thigh to another while he's finishing his smoke. His grip is firm and feels like a relaxing massage after a rewarding workout, sending tingling waves of heat to Ghost's crotch as he stays still, manspreading and bringing the swing into movement over and over, arms resting on the backrest, a hand toying with Kyle's hood. Gaz leans in for a shotgun kiss and Simon's mangeld lips are already parted for it, welcoming the smoke and letting a hot tongue lick into the desperate mouth tasting of tobacco and alcohol.

Simon's hand comes up to pull Kyle in by his nape, playing with the dark curls at the base of his skull, and Gaz lets out a shaky sigh, scooting even closer and throwing his leg over Simon's knee. Ghost doesn't half-ass anything - pulls Garrick up fully into his lap, ignoring how the weight of Sergeant's ass presses down on his boner, and kisses his clean shaven cheek with wet lips. He's got half a mind to slide his huge paw down Kyle's pants and just feel his hefty balls in a handful, fondle them with gruff tenderness and hear Garrick sigh like that again, but he's still sober enough to not be too excited by the prospect of a hasty handjob behind the pub.

"Let's go gome, Si?" It's almost like Gaz reads his mind, offers lazily, resting his head on Ghost's shoulder - he doesn't mind staying for a bit longer and downing a few more, so that he'll be sitting with his palm over Simon's crotch in the taxi, breathing heavily without any willpower to stop his clingy drunk Lieutenant from slobbering all over his neck; he doesn't mind departing immediately, either, holding Simon's hand in his warp grip and huddling together on the tube, taking up three seats instead of two with their wide arses.

Simon thinks of an answer, weighing his options carefully. There is no rush. They can stay under the dark sky above this trashy well for a bit longer, before Soap comes looking for them "snogging around". Might as well give him something to look at.

[sturns-mermaid]

MARI'S WRITING IDEAS .ᐟ

this post is a collection of writing ideas that popped up in my head, anyways feel free to use these. Also, tag me if you use them because I would love to read them. (please let me know if there is already something like it out, then I could tag the person or remove the idea) I will add to this whenever I get an idea

Hannah Montana au/fic - I told Shay about this but I think this would be so fun to read a kind of a unique spin on Popstar Reader, you could even switch it up and make one of the boys the Popstar

here - done by @evangelinescherryblossom

Wizards of Waverly Place - am I just naming my favorite childhood shows? maybe... anyways this would be so cool

Cruise life - I got this idea when I went to my aunt's house and my cousin was watching the sweet life of Zach and Cody

"The Love Boat" - this would be such a cool au idea it is based on the show Love Boat which tells the story of the passengers and crew members (helps passengers find love or fix their relationship)

Claw Machine - so this is a little based on the scene in the squid game where he pays the kid to try and get something from the claw machine but also one of my friends has this "queen of the claw machine" shirt because she always gets things from the claw machine every time she said the employees gave it to her (I just thought this could make a cute idea for a fic)

13 going on 30 - I was going to do this one myself but I don't want to anymore, anyways this would be such a cute idea. based on the movie is where this came from, I also have a board I made if anyone wants to see it for pic inspo

Supermarket - I think there's a show about this? I have no idea but I felt it gave the office vibes but in a supermarket

Storm Chaser - I got this idea when my mom was driving me home from work and there was a storm coming, could also be inspired or related to the movie Twister

Dear Diary - imagine you go to a thrift store and find an old diary, you start reading it, all the entries. But then the pages turn blank. your determined to find who owns the diary (this could be like horror/mystery)

or it could be romance and the diary has love notes addressed to the person reading, despite them not knowing who the writer is

Mind reader - in a world where soulmates can receive each other's thoughts, the character has been getting thoughts of someone else. They try to find the person whose thoughts they are getting

or one day the thoughts get scary thinking they need help or the person is in danger and the other tries to find and save them

Breakfast Club au - based on the movie this would be so amazing omg (about a group of kids who all have differences and have detention together, one is a popular girl, the other is a nerd, etc.)

here - done by @overflowingteacupoflove

The Goonies Au - is one of my all-time favorite movies I love it so much and would be such a good au idea

Freaky Friday - the reader gets stuck in one of the triplet's bodies or vice versa (could also be kinda like the drama switched which is good btw definitely recommend it) you could add something like they have till midnight to switch back or like in switched it was something with moon phases

Assassin/ hitman - what happens when you're hired to kill someone and end up getting so close you fall in love with your target?

Escape room - you are stuck in an escape room with one of the triplets or vice versa, trying to escape it takes a sinister turn when you soon realize they planned it all (I'm a sucker for thrillers okay...)

Missing number - your loved one died and you keep texting their number because you miss them (even though it's not in service anymore) until one day they reply back

Secret Spy - You are the child of a very high authority figure (government official maybe?) you are certain someone is spying on you at school. One day there is a new student who you become friends with, but what happens when you start to suspect they are the one spying on you

Offline - you've been texting with your online friend for weeks now, getting super close and you guys are planning to meet soon. When one day they mysteriously go offline. Not answering your calls or texts, you begin to get worried.

Little artist - your child has been drawing and painting pictures ever since they were young, one day they come to you with a family portrait. They drew a little family, you laugh at first when you see the drawing of a man labeled "daddy" ( or mommy) knowing your child doesn't know their father. Until you look a little closer and it looks like the famous influencer (one of the triplets or vice versa)

TBHK - there's a ghost stuck in the girl's bathroom on the third floor of your school (based on the anime toilet-bound Hanako) you heard he has magic powers

Find my killer - you're a college student (or vice versa) taking a criminology class, for your final project you have to investigate and try to solve a cold case. you learn that the case has been unsolved for years, and the person is deemed deceased. But as you investigate you start to wonder whether there is more than meets the eye?

Laundry mat - your washer and dryer has been acting up so you go to your local laundry mat, but every time you get your clothes out of the dryer there is always a piece of clothing missing. Your start to suspect people of stealing your clothes when you notice someone wearing your hoodie. (could be cute vice versa)

Payphone - you're stranded. but you see a payphone in the middle of nowhere, however none of the numbers work. You see a number scratched into the glass of the phone booth. You call it and someone picks up. (could be horror/thriller maybe the person who answers tries to help them escape or warns them) could be related to the black phone

Newspaper - your school has a school newspaper (or blog) no one knows who runs it. But they spread rumors about you and people start to ask questions. One day you see one of the triplets leaving the newspaper class (or vice versa) and you go to confront them

Yearbook - while you're looking through your yearbook you notice a picture of someone who you have never seen before, there is no name underneath so you think it's pretty strange. You try to look them up on socials and find nothing, you ask students and teachers about them, and nothing. They might as well not exist. That is until you start seeing them around the school, they always seem to disappear right when you go to talk to them.

Love Spell - you're a wizard or witch, you often make spells. You love your best friend. But they don't love you back so you try to make a love spell/potion to cast on them. But what happens when the spell backfires and they end up falling for your best friend instead? (angst)

or the spell backfires and you end up casting the spell on yourself and start to fall for your best friend's brother?

or the spell backfires and they become overly obsessed with you (horror/thriller)

The other Zoey - what happens when you get in an accident causing you to lose all your memories, even the memory of your boyfriend. (could go with either triplet or vice versa) You think Chris is your boyfriend or does he look just like him? he has to be right? (based on the movie with Drew Starkey)

Truth or Dare - in a game of truth or dare, you dared to fake date your enemy for a full two weeks. What happens when you start to fall in love with the one person you hate the most?

or you are dared to ask the school "weirdo" to prom (could be one of the triplets or vice versa) you soon find out they are actually really sweet and you start to develop feelings (romance + angst?)

The exorcist - the whole town is convinced you passed, so what happens when they kidnap you and force you into a ritual. more so what happens when the exorcist doing the practice tries to save you? (idk but could be good)

Cut the cameras - you are an actress and are playing in a movie with your costar (one of the triplets or vice versa) in a romance movie. But what happens when you start to develop real feelings for them off-screen?

Mailbox - you are just learning to drive when you accidentally get lost not knowing the directions. And to your luck, you crash into someone's mailbox. A very wealthy person's mailbox that you definitely can not afford to repair. They offer to hire you as their maid until you pay off your debts. What happens when they start to see you as more than a maid?

or one of the triplets (or vice versa) is the child of a wealthy person and you fall in love with them.

"You have to marry your third @" - in which a silly little game actually comes true. one day you were scrolling on your phone when you saw a post saying you have to marry the third person that comes up when you mention someone. That someone being the and only Matt sturniolo (or Chris), you mention him thinking nothing of it. He probably won't see it anyway. To your surprise you hear a knock on your door the next morning It's him. "Babe, what are you doing? the weddings in an hour!" he says as you look him up and down noticing he's dressed like a groom

The girl/boy stuck in the TV - one day you're watching your favorite show when your program gets interrupted and it's a clip of someone you've never seen before. You think nothing of it until every day at a certain time another clip comes on of the same person, and soon you're determined to get to the bottom of it.

The end of the world - the world is ending?? When you were 16 (or vice versa) you made a huge list of things you wanted to do before you turned 22 and now here you are 21 years old. your birthday is in three weeks but who knows if the world will end before then. Your best friend Chris (or Matt) tells you he will help you complete the list, you get halfway through the list in a couple of days until you see the last thing on the list. "Fall in love" will you finish the list before the world ends?

Backstage pass - You go to a concert of your favorite band (or popstar) you think you grabbed the bag that you packed specifically for the concert. Little did you know you grabbed some other back which contained your diary. As you reach into the bag to grab your portable charger for your dying phone, your diary falls out you try to grab it but it gets lost in the crowd. the concert goes on and you forget about trying to find it telling yourself it will be easier once the concert is over. however you forget and the concert ends and they won't let you back inside to find it, what happens when your idol finds it instead?

alt title "Small talk"

or you could make the reader go on the triplets tour (where they find the diary and make a TikTok about it or something trying to find the person) or one of them picks it up and starts to read the pages not noticing the mic is on while they are doing sound checks and everyone hears what you wrote about them

Evil twin - what happens when your evil twin tries to steal your life? you and Matt (or Chris) have been dating for years your life is perfect, but what happens when your evil twin resurfaces and has some kind of spell over him. Will you win him back or will your love be lost forever?

Potato talk - every day you get a notification about a damn potato a text message asking something along the lines of a potato. "What's your favorite potato dish?", "Waffle fries or curly fries?" you never reply thinking it's just spam. Until one day you get fed up and decide to answer the message. "What's up with you and potatoes?" you message shocked when you get an instant reply. "Tell me your favorite kind of potato and maybe I'll answer" (based on Chris's love for potatoes)

or one day you're looking for a new podcast to listen to and you come across one called "Potato Talk" it barely any listeners. you decide to listen and it's a guy talking about potatoes the whole time (could also be a Twitch stream)

Anonymous - you run a tumblr blog and everyday you get an ask from a certain anon (insert emjoi) what happens when they start trying to convince you they are one of the triplets?

A bad case of stripes - no idea why i randomly thought of this but it reminds me of @oopsiedaisydeer anyways this would super cute (based on book)

That's all I have for now, this will be ongoing. if you're going to use one of these please comment so I can tag you. Also, these can be changed to your liking and to your pairing I just tried to make it less confusing :)

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