#i love that the post brought you here and i hope you've enjoyed your stay so far and that i haven't immediately scared you off

[stolligaseptember]

hi! could you please explain why you think vegaspete cannot be murder husbands? i haven't come across any argument either for or against it so I'm curious what is the debate all about? thanks!

lmao oh no, i knew i should have put more thought into this particular tagging system. oh well, too late now.

because, okay, so, that post wasn't really meant to end up in the public tags - it was meant to stay in my own little sphere here on creating chaos. because even if the post itself is pretty straightforward and only has one throw way tag, it still needs Backstory to be understood.

because the "debate" isn't really a debate at all; it's a rant that i occasionally subject my poor followers to.

and the very first thing you need to know about me right from the bat - i'm never that serious. like 75 % of this blog is made up out of bad jokes. i may have opinions, but they are just that; My Opinions. so if you have another point of view and understanding of the subject, hey, more power to you and i love and support you forever and always.

this is my little corner of the internet though, so, with that said, and because i'm assuming you're new around here; welcome to "september's Murder Husbands rant 101".

so. i've seen my fair share of ships trying to claim the murder husbands epithet, and i have yet to see a couple come even close to earning the right to follow in the footsteps of the OG's.

because the SECOND thing you need to know about me is that i'm a Huge hannibal fan, and have been ever since the show first premiered way back in 2013. and hannigram are The Murder Husbands; like, first of all i'm territorial and that's their title and no random twinks just get to waltz in here and try to steal it from them, i won't stand for that.

second of all, they earned the title. like, it's extremely depictive. they are husbands that commit murders together, like, that's what the entire show is about. they are a couple of cold blooded murderers whose favorite couple activity is said murdering. (and then eating them. the eating of their victims is a very important point here.)

so any pairing that even wants to approach that title needs to live up to this standard.

and like i said, while vegaspete are deliciously unhinged and deranged, they just. aren't. that.

they're both killers, obviously, but they're not serial killers in the sense that they kill just to kill. they're both mafia men, and they both kill unflinchingly, but always with reasons leading back to the mafia. vegas happily kidnaps the first stray main family bodyguard he can get his hands on to torture to the brink of death, but he won't touch the random uncle on the street corner who has somehow managed to stay out of the mafia business altogether. pete will fervently gun down any of his fellow main family bodyguards as soon as they pose a threat to someone he cares for, but not a second sooner.

they don't kill indiscriminately, which in my head equals killers instead of murderers, so if anything they would be killer husbands and not murder husbands.

then there's the fact that they never killed together. which all ties back to the fact that they don't kill someone just to kill someone and that it always has a reason behind it. killing probably could be a couple's activity for them, if they found themselves back in the bowels of the mafia world again and they would have a reason to do it. but, their happy ending was not gallivanting around the world committing cold blooded murders together; their happy ending was to retire from the world that had made them killers in the first place. i'm sure they won't hesitate to kill anyone that dares try to disturb their happily ever after, but they won't go out of their way to continue killing people.

hence; no murder husbands.

and it's not so much that they can't be as in the way that we've seen them, they aren't. like, if you want to put them in a hannibal or an equally unhinged au and go hogwild, then go for it!!! i always support all expressions of lunacy. but canon vegaspete?? they just ain't it.

husbands, surely (hopefully), but without any excessive murdering.

so i adore vegaspete, they're absolutely insane, which is right up my alley. but murder husbands they are not.

[wintrwinchestr]

an overture of indulgence (joel miller x f!reader oneshot) 18+

summary: it's been a long time since you've seen joel, and some things have changed, but a lot has stayed the same. namely, how quickly he can still get you on his knees for him, ready to show him exactly just how much you like what has changed about him.

warnings: 18+, smut, post-outbreak, jackson joel, d/s relationship dynamics, pet names (baby, babygirl, sweetheart, sweet girl, etc), body worship, belly kink, talk of weight gain, belly riding, m/f masturbation, lil bit of humiliation kink, lil bit of edging, reader is an adult but age otherwise unspecified, reader is shorter than joel and has hair long enough to grab, let me know if i missed anything :)

word count: 4.3k

a/n: just fuckin outing myself left and right these days huh. idk what came over me with this one. started this late last night and here it is now. belly enjoyers rise!!!!!!! nice comments/reblogs appreciated if you enjoyed <3 you can't kink shame me bc i like getting bullied so now what. also i avoided daddy kink for once in my life please clap. i know i’m spoiling y’all this weekend don’t get used to it.

divider by @saradika

“...Joel?!” you shout, your leisurely walking pace quickly turning into a hurried jog as you leave Tommy behind, making a beeline toward the man you would swear on your life is Joel Miller. A small handful of years ago now, he was kind of your boyfriend, kind of not, kind of something else more complicated and unlabeled, because who can afford to put a label on anything in times like these?

Joel’s head turns in your direction at the sound of his name, and as soon as you spot that crooked scar across the bridge of his nose, you’re certain it’s him.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe it,” you half-cry, throwing your weight into him as you wrap him in a tight embrace. He’s much taller than you, but you still managed to knock him off his balance a little. He envelops your whole body in one of his signature, all-encompassing hugs, and it’s like no time has passed at all.

The two of you had ended whatever it was you had on good terms, no hard feelings or animosity shared between you. It was just hard to maintain any kind of relationship in a world like this, and trying to nurture romance in the Boston QZ was much like trying to grow a rose garden in toxic, radioactive soil. You can put as much care and effort and something like love into it as you have in you, but the circumstances will just never allow it to reach its full potential. The end of your “relationship” was mutual, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. Especially when he had disappeared one day without so much as saying goodbye.

When you had stumbled upon Tommy and a group of patrollers in the snowy forest outside Jackson just earlier today, you were alone, tired, and losing hope that this rumored safe haven even existed at all. You had heard crackles through the radio in the QZ about the community, and even though it sounded too good to be true, what else did you have to lose anymore? After months of travel and survival and pain and hunger, you’d never been so happy to meet a bunch of strangers in the woods in your whole life. You didn’t hesitate to get on the back of Tommy’s horse, and let him lead you to the sanctuary they spoke of.

As he was giving you a tour, proudly showing off their electricity, running water, fresh food, and clean houses, you had started to look forward to what the future may bring, for the first time in a long time. You could never have imagined you’d ever run into Joel again, that this is where he had ended up, of all places. And now here the both of you are, bodies pressed as tightly together as possible, breathing in each other’s familiar scents and never wanting to let go again.

Joel is the first to break the embrace, grasping your head in his large hands and frantically searching your face for any sign that he could be dreaming, that fate hasn’t really brought you back together again after all.

“Jesus Christ, it’s really you,” he breathes, and you swear his voice breaks just a little bit as he presses his lips to your forehead, closing his eyes as he does.

When he blinks them open again, he meets Tommy’s gaze, who’s standing quietly a few yards back from where you’re having your sentimental reunion. Tommy gives an understanding nod, and gestures that he’ll be waiting inside the community’s dining hall, gathering that whatever this is happening between his brother and some girl he only just met, he shouldn’t interrupt. Joel is grateful for many things today, one of them being the rekindled bond he has with Tommy, the other being how you somehow miraculously found your way back to him.

Small groups of other Jackson residents follow Tommy into the dining hall shortly afterward, and as the sun begins to set behind the mountains, Joel realizes it must be about time for dinner to be served.

He detaches his lips from your forehead, brushing some of your hair away from your face as he takes you in again. “You poor thing, must be starvin’ I bet,” he wonders aloud, giving you a sympathetic look.

“Kinda always am, just as a rule, but yeah,” you reply, trying to make light of your situation. Though, Joel doesn’t seem to find the humor in it the way you do.

“Long as you stay here, ain’t ever gotta worry about that again, that’s for damn sure.” He runs his tongue across his lips as he finishes his sentence, already knowing that whatever meal they’re serving tonight, it’ll be some of the most delicious food he’s had in a long time. He suspects you’ll feel much the same. “C’mon, let’s get you inside. Get you warm and fed for once in your life.”

–

Your heart, your stomach, your soul, all feel full as you relax into the comfortable couch in the living room of Joel’s cozy home. He wouldn’t even entertain the idea of you staying in an empty house all by yourself tonight, insisting that if you’d like some company while you settle in, you were more than welcome to his. He had let you spend as long as you wanted to in his shower, and he didn’t mind if there was hardly any warm water left by the time you were done. He sure as hell wasn’t paying the bill, and you deserved to feel truly clean. He can remember clear as day how he felt after his first Jackson shower, like he had stripped off a layer of grime he hadn’t been able to scrub all the way clean in twenty years. He had gone to Maria to get you some clothes and underwear while you were bathing, and set them silently on the sink counter for you to put on whenever you were done.

And now here you sit, feeling full and clean and satisfied and comfortable and safe, watching Joel stoke the logs in his fireplace as it casts the whole room in a honey orange glow. You take a moment to admire him while he isn’t looking, and even in the dim and flickering lighting, you can see he’s just as handsome as he was the last time you saw him. He looks older, with more gray in his longer hair and meat on his bones, the latter trait likely due to years worth of the hearty cooking you both indulged in tonight. He looks… good like this.

“It really is nice to see you again, you know. You look…” you start, not being able to help the way your eyes wander to his soft lower belly, the way it pushes taut against his tucked-in flannel shirt and just barely spills over the edge of his jeans.

He turns his head away from the fire to face you. You’re not very subtle in your staring, and he knows what you’re referring to right away. He huffs a light chuckle, trying to brush off the way he thinks you’re poking fun at him.

“I know, I know,” he acknowledges, placing a hand on his stomach. “Been tryin’ to get Maria to give me some more patrol shifts, see if I can get some of the weight off. But hey, you try havin’ three square meals a day for the first time in twenty some odd years, see what it does to you, huh?” He pivots his attention back to the fireplace, and he seems to turn his body further away from you on purpose, so that you can’t see the round profile of his tummy as much.

“No! No, it, um… It suits you. I was gonna say you look good, actually.” You’re quick in your reply, trying to make it clear that you didn’t mean to offend him, without letting too much on. 

He scoffs. “C’mon, you don’t gotta flatter me, sweetheart. I know I don’t exactly look the way you remember–”

“Joel, will you stop?” you interrupt, your voice laced with exasperation. “I’m being serious. Do I look like I’m making fun of you?”

He cranes his neck to look back at where you’re perched on the couch, and gives you a once over. “Guess not… Look a lil’ like somethin’ else, though, if I'm bein’ honest,” he says with a teasing smirk. And there he is again, the same quick-witted Joel you remember from back in the QZ.

You choose to engage in his banter, just to see where he’s going with it. “Oh yeah? And what’s that?”

He shrugs, beginning to mindlessly poke at the firewood again. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you look like you might like it.”

He’s just kidding around with you, trying to rile you up, you’re sure. But when he gets silence in return instead of the sound of you jumping to defend yourself with another playful jab, he turns to face you once more, and is met with your stunned expression. 

“Oh…” Joel looks down at himself, then back to you again, just in time to catch your eyes flitting from his middle back up to his face. “What, you like ‘em big, sweetheart? ‘S that it?”

The truth is, you do, you always have. It was never a requirement, of course, as the guys you’d been with before Joel all had varying body types. But you’d be lying to yourself if you said that your eyes didn’t linger just a bit longer on guys with a little more to them, with wider arms and thicker legs and a softer middle. You’ve never admitted your preference to anyone before, and Joel calling you out on it now has your face running hot, skin feeling prickly as he sees through you like you’re made of glass.

“I-I don’t– I mean, I do, kinda, but not like that… Well, it is like that, I just mean–” You stumble over yourself, fearing you’ve revealed too much, wishing you could rewind the conversation and just tell him it was nice to see him again, plain and simple.

Joel lays the fire poker down on the granite ledge of the fireplace, approaching where you’re sitting and cupping the side of your face with his calloused hand. 

“Sh, sh, stop, baby. ‘S alright if you do, nothin’ to be ashamed of,” he comforts, and it takes all the willpower you have left not to let your eyes drift down to his stomach, so close you could kiss it, if he’d let you.

“It’s just… I missed you. I thought about you all the time, wondered what ever happened to you after you left. Didn’t even know if you were alive until today. I’m just happy to see you… doing so well. To see that you’re healthy, and everything.” You swallow hard, hoping you sound convincing enough that he’ll let this go, forget all about your little admission just now. But of course, Joel is as stubborn as he’s ever been, and he doesn’t plan on releasing you from his trap now that you’re ensnared in it. 

“That’s sweet, baby, ‘s real sweet,” Joel says, softly, stroking his thumb across your cheekbone as he speaks. “Thought about you too, all this time. Practically every day…” He rakes his eyes over you, noticing the way his touch has you starting to melt already, how you’re looking up at him with your wide, needy eyes. “Why don’t you show me just how much you missed me, hm? How much you love seein’ me healthy, as you put it.”

You’re stunned into silence once again, jaw slack and pupils wide as you search his gaze for proof that he’s just messing with you, making fun of you just to watch you squirm. But you don’t find any.

“O-okay,” you agree in a half-whisper.

Joel smiles down at you, satisfied. “All these years later, still just the sweetest thing, ain’t you? You still just as obedient, too?”

You nod without even thinking, words catching up with your instinctual response a second later. “Mhm, yeah, I am…” You had forgotten how easy it is to submit to him, how good it feels to let the hypnotizing tone of his voice carry you somewhere far away from yourself, when you need it the most. Whether it was after a shitty day of working for shittier rations in the QZ, or after a harsh trek in harsher weather to a forested oasis, Joel always knows how to make you feel like submission is your most natural state. 

“Good… Kneel for me please, sweetheart,” he commands, and you obey immediately, his hand slipping from your face as you slide from the couch onto the woven carpet beneath you. Like second nature, your hands automatically fold themselves on your lap, remembering how you were never to touch Joel until he permitted you to. He takes note of this, and praises you accordingly. “Look at that, didn’t even have to ask. Such a good girl.”

He’s so enamored with you, he almost forgets where he was going with this until he watches your eyes flash to the growing bulge in his jeans, then back up to him. “Not tonight, sweetheart. Was thinkin’ you could put that pretty mouth to use on somethin’ different this time, hm?”

You knit your brows together, not sure what he means, but he doesn’t let you wonder for long. Slowly, he starts to unbutton his flannel shirt, starting at the top and working his way down. He tosses it onto the ground, then pulls his undershirt off over his head, adding it to the other discarded clothing. Without the confines of his slightly-too-tight button-up, you can see how much he really has filled out. Everything about his upper body is just a little more plush, with petal pink stretch marks adorning the soft skin in various places. You want to make it your personal mission to kiss each and every one of them, commit their exact coordinates on his body to memory.

There's a deep scar, you notice, to the left of his belly button, that has almost successfully disguised itself as one of those pretty marks. It’s definitely new since you saw him last, and it looks like it hurt, especially with the evidence of how crudely it had been stitched back together.

“What happened?” you wonder aloud, worried eyes glued to the healed injury.

He has to peer over the curve of his belly to see what you’re looking at. “Long story. Happened on my way out here, after I left Boston. Nothin’ for you to worry about, sweet girl, hardly even hurt. Forget it’s even there, most of the time,” he answers, still with a dominant edge to his voice that does a mostly good job of convincing you it’s the truth.

“Can… Can I?” you ask, waiting to receive his permission before you move your hands from your lap. 

“Yeah, baby, go ahead,” Joel allows. 

You reach out a small hand to gently trace over the raised scar, then press your lips to it with your hands splayed out on either side of your head, just barely pressing into his belly. He releases a soft groan, cradling the back of your head with one of his hands, applying the lightest amount of pressure to let you know this is where he wants to keep you. 

“Why don’t you keep goin’, sweetheart? Gimme some more lovin’ like that, know you wanna,” he encourages, and you think you get the idea now, what it is he wanted to put your pretty mouth to use for.

With his explicit permission to continue, you don’t need telling twice. You move your face to hover just in front of his belly button, admiring the dense salt and pepper happy trail that sprouts from where his jeans push into his soft skin. You drag your tongue along the hair, nipping at the soft curve of where it disappears into the divot in his stomach. He makes a noise in response, half pained and half pleasured, but he doesn’t stop you. Just for good measure, you place a kiss to the little blushing mark where your teeth had scraped him.

Almost of their own volition, it seems, your hands begin to knead at his stomach as you make good on your promise to yourself to kiss every single one of his stretch marks. You allow your tongue to dart from your mouth on the last one, and Joel sucks in a breath.

“Oh, fuck. Forgot how good that wet lil’ mouth feels on me, sweetheart. Keep goin’,” he says, voice coming out strained. His fingers curl tightly into your hair, and he begins to maneuver your face around his belly. You lave your tongue over his skin as he does, slicking him with wet, sloppy kisses. “Yeah, baby, you fuckin’ worship it, show me how much you like me like this.”

It’s a little humiliating, but just enough that you like the feeling. You’re breathing hard and fast, letting out little whimpers as your fluttering cunt begins to soak your underwear. He brings your face to a stop at the most tantalizing part of him, the part that truly evidences how much more he’s allowed himself to indulge since settling in Jackson. The ample curve of flesh that just barely conceals the waistband of his jeans, the part you’ve wanted to get your mouth on since you first saw how it strained the lower buttons of his shirt. You latch onto it, massaging the skin around it as you use your teeth and tongue to suck a mark into him.

A growl rumbles from deep in his chest, and he curses under his breath. “Like it that much, huh? Fuck, naughty thing, look at you.”

You’re so fucking turned on, you’re shivering, rocking where you kneel and squeezing your thighs together in an attempt to get some kind of relief. You let one of your hands drift to the hard shape in Joel’s jeans, and it seems he’s enjoying this as much as you are. He spots your pathetic little squirms as you rut against nothing, and then he’s using his grip on your hair to pull you up from the floor.

“Got an idea. Up,” he commands roughly, and you detach your lips from his belly to obey his order. “Get these off, there we go.” He pulls down your sweatpants and underwear, helping you step out of them. “Christ, you’re soaked,” Joel teases, eyeing the sizable wet spot in your panties as he tosses them aside to join the other forgotten clothing. He reaches a hand toward the apex of your thighs, teasing your wet pussy and gathering some of your slick on two of his fingers. You let out a tiny yelp, but let him play with you, and then he’s bringing his fingers in front of his face and examining the sticky strings of your arousal when he spreads them apart. “All this just from lettin’ you worship all this, huh?” he taunts, patting his stomach once for emphasis. “Who’d’ve thought? Not that I’m complainin’...”

He quickly rids himself of his jeans and briefs, then reclines onto the couch with a quiet groan, stretching out his body along the length of it. Your mouth waters at the sight of his cock, hard and leaking as it bobs against his belly, his precum adding to the dampness still there from your tongue. “Come sit, sweetheart,” Joel says, softly, motioning with both of his hands for you to come closer.

You grip a hand onto the backrest of the couch to balance yourself while you move to straddle him, prepared to sink down onto his length for the first time in way too fucking long. “Uh uh, not there, baby,” he instructs, smirking when he sees how you hesitate in confusion. “Take a seat right here for me.” Again, he pats that most tempting area of his lower belly, and you just about fall apart at the sight of how his flesh ripples in the wake of it.

“Yeah, there you go, good girl,” he praises, both hands gripping your waist as he helps you settle your weight onto his soft abdomen.

“I dunno, don’t wanna hurt you–” you start, but he cuts you off swiftly.

“You won’t, baby. I’m a big man, ain’t I?” he teases, flashing you a devilish and knowing smile. “Go on, sweetheart, ride it.”

You inhale a shuddering breath, then place both of your hands on his shoulders to hold yourself up. You start an experimental buck into his belly, and that trail of dark hair tickles your clit so perfectly. It takes a few tries for you to get the positioning and pressure just right, and then you’re truly riding him, using his full stomach to get yourself off while he watches. 

“God, that’s good. Use it, baby. You love me bigger, love that I’ve been eatin’ so good, prove it to me, c’mon,” Joel goads, and it spurs you on to grind against him harder, faster, as incoherent mumbles and curses tumble from your lips.

“Love it, Joel, you look so good, fuck. So fucking–mmh–so big, makes me so… so–”

“I know it does, sweet girl, I know. Makes you fuckin’ soaked is what it does, god damn. You gonna get my belly all messy, hm? Gonna rub your lil’ cunt all over it, get me all fuckin’ wet?”

“Uh huh, yeah, gonna… I’m gonna–” you whine, eyes shutting tight as your hips pick up their pace. You move your hands from his shoulders to place them on his stomach instead, grabbing at handfuls of his tummy in an effort to create something more solid to rub yourself against. 

You’re already embarrassingly close, the humiliating edge to your earlier worship having gotten you most of the way there on its own. So swollen and sensitive it almost hurts, you won’t need much more to reach your high.

“Not without me, you ain’t. Gonna be right there with ya. You remember how we used to do it?” Joel asks, as if you could ever forget. He’s referring to your many late nights, early mornings, in his bed or in a back alley or wherever in the QZ, where he liked to make sure you both finished at the same time. You’d always be the first one to reach the edge, because he’d focus all his attention on getting you there before him, just to make you wait. It was never something punishing, just something he liked to do as an extra bit of control and dominance, and he knew it always made your orgasms that much more powerful and satisfying when he would finally permit you to let go.

With your eyes closed, so focused on your own pleasure, you hadn’t noticed that he had reached behind you to start fisting his cock some time ago. But you can hear it now, the wet schlick of his hand moving up and down his shaft as he works himself. “Hold it for me, sweetheart, I know you can. Keep rubbin’ your pretty pussy against me, jus’ like that, almost there…”

You mewl, screwing your face up as you force yourself to slow down your thrusts, muscles tense as you try to keep your orgasm at bay for as long as you can. 

Thankfully, he must be worked up enough from seeing you fall apart for him so easily for the first time in so long, that his permission comes just a few minutes later.

“Come for me, babygirl, soak my fuckin’ belly, c’mon,” Joel growls, and you fall forward immediately, twitching and spasming and crying out into the soft muscle of his shoulder as you ride out the shuddering shocks of your orgasm. He groans next to your ear as he comes, and you can feel the warm ropes of his own release as some of them land on your lower back. You’re both wet, heaving messes, as you embrace each other for the second time today and work on catching your breath.

So exhausted from the day you had, you must’ve fallen asleep against his chest as you laid there, because then you’re being woken up by the dull scratch of his fingertips against your scalp and his familiar voice working its way through the thick fog that clouds your tired brain. 

“You alright, baby?” he asks, and you can hear that he’s smiling, amused at this sleepy little thing he’s got clinging to him.

“Mhm, jus’ tired,” you answer, a barely-there mumble of a sentence.

“I’ll bet… You wanna get cleaned up? Get all tucked into bed?”

You shake your head against his neck, and he chuckles.

“No? Whatcha wanna do then, hm?”

“Jus’ lay here. Missed you. Don’t wanna let… go…” 

Your sentence drifts off into silence before the temptation of sleep allows you to finish it, but Joel gets the idea. He smiles to himself, kissing the top of your head, and hugs you closer. Both of you are still sticky and damp, but satisfied. And together again. And that’s a hell of a lot better than the alternative.

So he agrees, and you stay like that for the rest of the night. Joel doesn’t worry about whether or not he remembered to set his alarm clock for his extra patrol shift the next morning, or if he’ll even hear it all the way from his bedroom upstairs, because it doesn’t matter anyway. He has you, and you made it very clear tonight just how much you like him exactly the way he is. 

Maybe, your rose garden can finally begin to bloom, now that the pair of you have somewhere safe and comfortable and healthy to try your hand at nurturing it again.

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[wasitforrevenge]

oh sweetheart

pairing: boxer! ellie williams x f reader au

word count: 1.9k

rating: 18+

warnings: boxer!ellie, drinking, smoking, cursing, creepy guy but ellie comes to ur defense!! ellie has lots of tattoos, fighting, threats, idk if im missing anything (no character description or anything specific)

summary: you didn't expect to meet her on this night out.

authors notes: hi friends! this is my first time writing and posting on here hopefully you enjoy, please reblog, like or follow! lets be mutuals :) anyways feedback and constructive criticism is always welcome and appreciated! ellie williams has me on my hands and knees!!! i hope you enjoy! i like the idea of making this a series if it works out and ppl like it, so pls let m know!! thank you :)

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loud. everything is loud. the smell of sweat and blood stains the air around you. the sounds of people cheering and shouting towards the center of the large room. the lights are buzzing above you as you are walking into the entrance of the shitty run down gym your brother, jesse, and his girlfriend, dina, ended up dragging you to tonight.

you didn't mind coming along with him but this wasn't what you expected to be doing tonight. after a long shitty week of unpacking your new apartment, you kinda just wanted to end up a hole in the wall bar and drink your stress away but he had other plans. which including watching grown men beat the shit of each other for their cut at the end of the night.

it was intimidating, walking through the crowds of people you didn't know until you finally make it to where his friends were waiting for you guys. they were sitting at a table with a clear shot of the fight which was surprising since the whole place seemed to have more people in it then it could fit. you make your way awkwardly to the empty seats saying a gentle "hello guys" to your brothers friends who you didn't knowl. you sat next to dina as jesse made his way to the bar with your drink orders.

after you graduated highschool, you moved to new york and spend 4 years there working in a small cafe you lived above but now at the start of the summer, still not sure what you should be doing with your life. now you're 22 and you've moved to the city of jackson to be closer to your older brother and his girlfriend. you were excited to start fresh in a place where no one knew you yet, you were ready to leave your old life and those toxic things in the past. but you wondered if it was even possible.

you spend the next hour talking with dina and catching up on the things that have happened since you moved, "have you started looking for jobs yet?" she asked as you both sipped on the second drink of the night that jesse went and brought back a bit ago. you've only met a couple times in person since they started dating about 2 years ago but you loved her, she was making this night a lot better. "not much luck yet, i don't know what to do, luckily i have some time to figure something out." you responded. she went to say something but then the loud speakers around the room started blaring music and the countdown to the match that was about to start.

jesse tapped dinas shoulder to go watch with the rest of them. dinas eyes met yours and asked, "are you coming up?" you started getting nervous as the people started getting louder and crowding towards the center ring and told her that you'll stay here and watch. they both nodded and said they'd be back when it was over.

you took this opportunity to finally go get some fresh air since the crowd isn't all over anymore and it was a straight shot to the door you came in, you walked over to the side of the building, definitely feeling the drinks you had, you let your back rest against the concrete wall, finally cooling you down on this hot summer night. there's people standing outside talking but they payed no attention to you. you stayed against the wall as you pull out the cigarette pack from the pocket of your thin dark green jacket and the lighter out of your back pocket in your jean shorts. you cursed yourself for not buying more but its a bad habit and you know it. you pulled one out and put it in your lips as you brought the lighter up and took a drag, finally letting the anxiety go as you stared off into the sky.

"excuse me miss, you shouldn't be out here alone, a beautiful girl like you," a man with a rough voice said but you didn't move to look, suddenly wishing you never left your apartment to begin with, "hello i'm talking to you, its not nice to ignore people, ya know," he slurred his words as he spoke. you turned your head as you went to tell him to leave you alone but instead, he was standing in front of you before you knew it you dropped your smoke and now he's practically cornered you.

he was so close you could smell the alcohol on his breathe as he spoke again, "now are you gonna talk to-" you leaned away from him as he was interrupted by the sound of a door opening a few feet away, he looked towards it but then turned back to you just as quick, almost touching you as he went to speak again but he was beat to it.

"get off her." you didn't even realize the door had opened until you heard her.

the man looked back towards the door to the figure in the light, he squinted and when he got a good look, he suddenly backed off and put his hands up. "hey hey i wasn't doing nothin- it was nothing!" he shouted back to whoever was next to the still open door, light shining into the alley.

the door slams and the light fades as the figure walks closer towards you and your eyes meet the deep green eyes of the person who just saved you as she turned to the man who was just cornering you against the wall.

"it doesn't look like nothing, i mean, really? you're fucking joking right?" she questioned him as she looked him right in the eyes.

"i said it was nothing- she was flirting with me and-" he was cut off as she laughed loudly. "yeah you're full of shit, get the fuck out of here and don't let me see you again or you'll regret it." she said as she stepped closer towards him, almost at the same height, he looked scared of her. "okay, okay- fuck 'm leaving!" he slurred one last time as he turned around and headed the opposite way of the run down gym.

you stood there as the interaction happened, not sure what to do or say yet, you were silent as he walked off, and those green eyes met yours again and you saw her lips moving as she was speaking but you caught nothing she said. "hey, you okay there?" she asked you as she went to stand in front of you, looking you up and down, checking if you're psychically okay while she gave you a second to process before she asked you again.

"hey sweetheart, you okay?" she asked and grabbed your arm, not in a way that the man would have but like she was actually making sure you were okay, and this time you finally heard her.

"h- yes im okay, just- fuck- yes thank you." you said finally getting a good look at her now that she's up close and touching you. her eyes were greener than you thought, her short auburn hair with some pulled back into a bun, the big moth tattoo wrapped around her right forearm that was still holding onto yours, other tattoos littered her arms and some poking out under her t-shirt she was wearing. she was so close to you and it sent butterflies through your body. now is not the time, you thought to yourself.

"are you sure- 'm sorry that happened, fuck him." she said roughly, not towards you but him.

"its okay, thank- thank you for helping me" you said gently to the girl who was still looking into your eyes. you had been so focused on hers that you didn't even see the tiny scars, small healing cuts and the bruises that were fading until you looked over her face again.

"yeah of course, are you here alone?" she asked you curiously still holding on to you, you weren't even phased by it. you told her you were here with your brother and she nodded her head towards the door, "lets get you back to him before anything else happens sweetheart" she said as she guided you to the door, hand on your back, as you swallowed and went first.

suddenly all the sounds that you had not realized you had been blocking begin again, smells of the sweaty bodies surround you again and you felt too hot, either because of her or the summer heat trapped in here. once you made it inside, she moved her hand off the small of your back and told her to go find your brother and to get home safe. when she walked away, you realized you didn't even know her name.

you saw dina, sitting along with a few of jesses friends and made your way over to her. the match must've ended while you were outside. you walked through the gym to sit back down, moving carefully to avoid touching anyone. once you made it to the table, dina wondered where you had ran off too. "oh just went out to get some fresh air," you said back to her smiling, not wanting her to worry. she told you jesse went to get more drinks and after the encounter outside, you needed it.

jesse came back a few moments later, holding a round of shots for you three. "here you ladies go," he spoke with a happy look on his face. you smiled slightly back and took the glass as dina laughed at him. you took the shot, trying to forget what happened outside with the man but not what happened with her. you wondered if you would see her again. is she here to watch? could she work at the bar? is she here with friends too? your thoughts were interrupted by an announcement over the speaks that the final match was gonna start soon.

dina and jesse were telling you, "its the last one tonight and the last ones are always the best so lets go!" you would rather sit and order another drink, but what if something else happened cause you were alone? so reluctantly you got up with them and got closer to the middle ring, you heard the loud speakers announcing the boxers as they entered the ring. you weren't even paying attention, nothing could stop your mind racing with thoughts about the girl outside.

you shake yourself out of the trance when dina reaches over to you to touch your hands that were shaking but you didn't even realize, you look to her and give her smile that she returns, then she looks back to the ring and you turn your head to follow her eyes to the center. and your breathe caught.

thats her.

thats the girl who saved you outside.

the girl with her hands wrapped in tape and the mouthguard in.

the girl who wondered if she'd ever see you again either, not that you knew that, but she hoped it wasn't the last time.

you wondered what she thought as you both stared back at each other. you heard the coach start the countdown. you just watched her.

...5

...4

...3

...2

as the buzzer started, she smiled directly at you then turned to throw the first punch.

[14dayswithyou]

I literally have the most amazing and wonderful community in the entire world???? T_T In this essay, I will—

This is going to be raw and unedited because I want to get my initial thoughts out there before I forget n go back to crying /pos, but?? Yawl.... I can't even begin to find the words to express how appreciative and grateful I am for each and every one of you!! ;v;

I've spent the past few hours reading through everyone's personally written messages, then rereading them all again to let it all fully sink in. I'm being genuine when I say that I've never felt this loved or appreciated in any community before in my life.

Those in the Discord server might know about this already, but since the start of this year, I haven't really been enjoying myself (nor have I been as active) in the yandere VN community. There was far too much infighting between devs, parasocial communities, and toxic anons that ruined so much for me — so I withdrew from it all and remained in my own small bubble. Even then, I still got belittled, harassed, doxxed, and even became the target of Tall Poppy Syndrome by others; most of which nearly made me want to leave altogether, but the overflowing amount of support from everyone in the 14DWY community made me want to stay.

And even now, after reading all those heartfelt messages... I think it's permanently solidified the little space I occupy here on the internet :3

So... Yeah, long story short (and a story that will likely end up as its own separate Tumblr post gjskskjd), I wasn't enjoying myself at all in the yandere VN community... but I did have the time of my life in the 14DWY community. And it's all thanks to you guys.

I'm genuinely sooooo proud to have such an endlessly kind, social, and talented community; and I'm glad to have brought such an interactive and friendly group of people together over our shared interest in such a nice concept. 14DWY is essentially a labour of my love — and although I'm ultimately creating it for me and my silly interests — it's still something that I want to make worthy of you guys as well. All the love and support you've shown me and 14DWY motivates me to do my very best, and y'all deserve nothing less. So...

Thank you all for finding a comfort character in my Totally Normal Guy and his Totally Not Eccentric quirks. Thank you for all the insanely talented creations y'all make and share with me. Thank you for sending in your silly (/pos) questions and turning them into inside jokes and AUs for the rest of the community to enjoy. Thank you for talking with me and making this space a genuinely fun place for me to be in again.

From the bottom of my heart; thank you all so much. I really hope everyone has had an amazing year so far, and I hope 2025 will be as kind to you as you all were towards me.

I also want to give a big fat massive huuuuuuuge shout-out to Ashe / @flaneur001 my love (/p) for organising the 14DWY letter event on Discord, and for contributing so much of their time and dedication to the 14DWY community. You say you've only been part of the community for a year, but to me, that was a year well cherished and appreciated. The 14DWY community (and me especially) have all been so lucky to spend this past year with you, and I sincerely hope you've enjoyed it as much as we have. You've done so much for me, the community, and the 14DWY Discord server, so it's only fair that you get the recognition you deserve. So thank you, Ashe!! And a big thank you to everyone in the 14DWY Discord who participated in this event as well!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some cryin and sobbin to do <3 /silly /pos

[lotus-slumbers]

Interactive Yandere! Fae Story [INTRODUCTION/START]

Yandere! King Fae Husbands x Darling! GN Reader

Content Warnings: yandere, kidnapping, death.

Author note: Trying something new! What wins the poll will be the next part posted. 💜

Arathorn was lovestruck. If he was any less of the man he was, he would've been down on his hands and knees, begging for you. He stood in earnest, the cold expanse of this unnatural world dividing you both. His stance was strong, even here; the gateway between the human world and the Feywild. Unkind and unloving, nothing could grow here and survive but they had crossed the threshold before and it hadn't shaken them. Perhaps they couldn't feel the crushing weight of this plane the same way that you could, smothering beneath it.

This was your only chance back to the moral, human world. All you had to do was throw yourself back into the starry waves that covered the wall and hope you didn't drown underneath them, that it was the portal you had sought after in this labyrinth. Your life relied on the riddles of creatures you could have never imagined to exist before— and the hope that you had solved their riddles right.

"We have reordered nature, we've turned the world upside down and we have done it all for you. Just fear us, love us, do as we say," Arathorn crooned, eyes beseeching, tearing through any barriers you could have put between you both to protect from them. You, he saw you completely, in absolute undress. How much closer to the gaze of God could you be? 

Iliphar spoke then, finishing his counterpart's sentence. His hand outstretched to your own, becking you to cross the distance to them. "And we will be your slave. Anything you want."

The promise of their world is in your hands. It was an authentic promise, they would let you have it all, anything, as long as you stayed near and kept close underneath them. Obeyed them and never strayed. A life of prosperity, of more of anything than you could have imagined, in a place more rich in wonder than your world. Once, it had seemed a small cost for such a thing. Daydreams of it in your struggling, mundane life, far before you had been snatched away in the night by them like a helpless maiden in an old fairytale. Had they replaced you with another as well, so that nobody would come looking for you? A wild changeling, leaving nothing but madness behind for your loved ones. 

Even if you returned, could you live with the maddening knowledge of their world? With nobody who would believe you except the outcaste and the crazy, who you couldn't be brought to believe a single word from yourself? Once, you'd heard a story from your grandmother about the same thing. A young woman went missing, only to reappear years later, in the same clothes she'd been wearing the day of her disappearance and not seeming to be aged a day. Gone mad, her death hadn't been long after her return. Would that be you, if you even survived the trip back?

Besides, you've seen the extent of their power. You're seeing it now, as they stand in this place right in front of you without so much as a shiver or sweat. They wouldn't let you go, they would go back in after you again and again if they had to. They already called you their spouse and to the end of all ends was their vow to you.

Their pleading was nothing more than a courtesy.

A/n: The poll is up for three days. I hope you enjoyed this little drabble and look forward to more, as well as some requests that I've had in my inbox being finished up soon. Sorry for the wait, life is a rollercoaster. 💜

Production guide (from an illiterate woman, god be with ye)

Arathorn - Uh-ruh-a-thorn OR AARRah-TH-RN

Iliphar - L-uh-far OR ill-uh-far

Or whatever you make up in your head while reading. That's valid too.

[silens-oro]

You're My Borealis 2/2

Not all fics have adult content, but this blog is 18+. Masterlist The Last of Us Playlist

Joel Miller x f!OC Camille Daniels (no physical descriptors) Part I General Synopsis: Joel faces the aftermath of Outbreak Day. Word Count: 3.8k Content Warning: Death; Assisted suicide; Pet death; Mention of child death; Gore; Violence; Mourning; This shit is straight up a bummer :) A/N: This the final part to You're My Borealis, and it is heavy. I hope you've enjoyed reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it.

please comment & reblog :)

Late October 2003 Austin, Texas Suburbs

“You sure you want to do this?” Tommy’s voice broke the silence in the truck as Joel brought it to a stop at the end of the cul-de-sac he once called home. He put the truck in park, but didn’t take his eyes off the house in front of him. 

“I gotta know, Tommy.” Joel responded gruffly before he yanked the key out of the ignition and grabbed his rifle from its spot between himself and his brother. “Promised her I’d come back.” 

“We gotta be smart about this.” Tommy spoke before either one of them opened their doors. “We don’t know what’s still hanging around and we don’t know what’s inside. We’ll circle around the house, then take the first floor room by room and we’ll do the same to the second, okay?” Joel’s brows hardened, but he nodded nonetheless. “She may not even be in there, Joel, but if she is…are you prepared for this?”

“This is all my fault!” Sarah wailed from the backseat. “I’m so sorry, dad! It’s my fault that she went to the Adler’s!”

“Stop it, Sarah! None of this is your fault!”

“It is! If I just stayed in the house, she wouldn’t have gone looking for me! If I hadn’t gone to the Adler’s-” 

“Look at me, Sarah.” Joel spoke firmly. “Look at me!” He demanded, his eyes met her bloodshot ones in the rear view mirror. “Cam loves you, do you understand me? She did what she did to protect you, so that we could all be safe.” Tommy felt guilt eating away at his chest. Had he not landed himself in jail, Joel wouldn't have been out to post his bail. He would’ve been with you and Sarah, and maybe you…

“She has to be okay.” Sarah stressed. 

“She will be, I promise you she will be. Once we get you someplace safe, and we know what’s going on, we’ll go back for her, alright? We’ll go back for both of ‘em.” Sarah held his gaze for a moment before she nodded dejectedly and turned to look out the window. 

It’s been three weeks since the outbreak.

Three weeks since Joel left Cam and Mitch behind. 

Three weeks since Sarah died in his arms. 

Joel had unfinished business here and he would make good on his promise to Sarah one way or another. 

Joel and Tommy cleared the immediate area around the neighborhood before climbing inside Cam’s house through a broken window near the back of the house. The front door was still locked and so was the back door to the studio. Once they made sure the ground floor was clear, they started their ascent to the second floor with their ears on high alert. 

The guest bedroom was clear, as well as the bathroom. Joel almost lost it when he saw the little knick knacks that belonged to Sarah in the guest bedroom that she turned into her home away from home. The last room to check was Cam’s, and Joel didn’t think he had the strength in him to see what was inside after getting this far. 

Tommy tried to turn the knob and found that it was locked from the inside. He knocked against the door and pressed his ear against it to hear anything moving from the other side. He hit it once more and heard absolute silence. Tommy looked back to Joel before Joel moved up to pick the lock and push the door forward an inch or two. 

The smell that wafted from inside nearly knocked the brothers off their feet. It was a smell they had grown all too familiar with in the last three weeks. 

The smell of death and decay -of wet mildew and mold. Fungus. 

Joel and Tommy lowered their respirators over their faces before Joel pushed his face through the space to see inside the room he was in more often than his own. 

“Baby,” Joel breathed out as he pushed the door to shove the dresser out of the way. He stumbled into the room and stopped just short of the bed. Tommy peaked in and quickly moved back to stand in the hallway to give his brother a few moments. The same guilt he felt in the truck when they drove away on the night of the outbreak hadn’t lessened any, and now that he had to face the reality that Cam was…

Tommy knew Joel would never outright say it, but he knew Joel resented him. How could he not? 

Joel’s feet felt like lead as he moved closer to the foot of the bed. There she lay, curled up on her side like she was taking a nap with Mitch curled up against her stomach. Joel found her and her four legged companion in this exact position so many times before the world had ended that looking at them now felt surreal. The empty pill bottles on the bed caught Joel’s attention and he let out a sigh of relief. 

“Get in the truck!” Joel shouted as Cam and Sarah ran out of the Adler residence with Nana Adler hot on their tails. Joel swung a metal pipe at Nana Adler just as Cam ran past him and Nana went down like a sack of bricks. The woman had been bound to a wheelchair for as long as Joel had been living in the neighborhood so the fact that she was running at full speed was jarring.

Cam pushed Sarah towards Joel, just as Tommy got out of the driver’s seat with his rifle pointed firmly on the Adler’s front door. 

“You killed her.” Sarah said in a daze as she looked down at Nana’s still body. Joel got to her side and held her face in his hands to check her for any injuries. 

“What are we doing, Joel?” Tommy’s voice held clear panic in it, but his outward demeanor stayed calm and collected as his eyes swiveled around the cul-de-sac. 

“We need to leave. Now.” Tommy started to usher Sarah to the backseat of the truck, urging Cam along with them, but she took deliberate steps back towards her own home. 

“Sweetheart,” Joel’s arm extended toward Cam so she could take his hand, but Cam took another step back and flashed the oozing bite on her bicep. A chunk of skin flapped with her movement and muscle had been ripped from her arm in her exit from the Adler residence. The adrenaline coursing through her veins could only mask so much of the pain as Cam’s entire body started to throb.

“No,” Sarah’s devastated voice broke through. Joel spoke Cam’s name as he took slow steps towards her as if she was a wild animal. Shaking her head once more, Cam held a hand up to stop him. 

“I can’t go with you.” Her voice cracked. Tears lined her bloodshot eyes, the truck’s headlights making them sparkle. 

“Get in the truck, Camille. We can figure this out-” Joel tried to reason. 

“We don’t know what this is, Joel.” Her voice broke. “We don’t know how it spreads or if it’s contagious. We don’t know anything. I-I can’t risk getting in there with you. I won’t risk Sarah.” Cam’s lips trembled as you saw Joel’s heart shatter from where you stood. He saw fear drape over you, panic setting in your features. 

“Don’t do this.” Joel whispered, pure terror in his eyes. “Cam, please don’t do this.” 

“Get in the truck, Cam! Please!” Sarah begged. Cam turned to look at the sobbing girl she came to love so deeply. Tommy held Sarah to his chest with one arm as she cried and Cam made eye contact with him and gave him a short nod. 

“We have to make sure I’m not sick, alright?” Cam spoke directly to Sarah. “You go with your dad and uncle Tommy -they’ll keep you safe. I gotta stay with Mitch. I’m sure he’s really scared right now and I can’t leave him alone. If it turns out I’m fine, we’ll find you, alright?” Cam tried to keep confidence in her words, but ultimately knew Sarah didn’t believe her. 

“Dad, do something! Make her get in the truck!” Sarah was hysterical. Tommy lifted his niece and tossed her into the back seat, shutting the door before she could fight him. 

“We gotta go, Joel!” He shouted, breaking Joel out of his stupor. Growls and screams were heard around the neighborhood and they were getting closer. 

“I love you, Joel.” Cam sobbed. “And I love Sarah with everything I have. Get her out of here.” With that she turned and ran back into the house, not giving Joel a chance to argue or a chance to say good-bye. 

“No!” Sarah’s muffled cries from inside the truck absolutely broke Joel. Sarah’s palm hit the window weakly as the front door of Cam’s house closed. 

“Joel!” Tommy begged through clenched teeth as he grabbed the sleeve of Joel’s shirt to push him towards the truck. “There’s nothing we can do right now. I’ll come back with you to check on her once things settle, but we need to go now!”

“Joel!” A woman screamed from the other side of the cul-de-sac as she ran to the street, snapping Joel out of his stupor. 

“Get back in the house, Denise! And lock your doors!” He shouted, trying to keep his tears in check as he got into the truck. “Now!” The woman was stunned and soon tackled to the pavement by another snarling neighbor. Joel punched the accelerator before Sarah could hear her screams. 

“She’ll be okay, right? She’ll be fine with Mitch, right?” Sarah was close to hyperventilating as she tried to see the house getting smaller as Joel sped out of the neighborhood.

“They’ll be fine, babygirl.” Joel tried to reassure Sarah. “She’s staying back as a precaution. You heard her; once she’s sure she’s okay, she’ll meet us. Ain’t the type to go back on her word, you know that. She wouldn’t say it if she didn’t mean it.”

“How will she know where to go?”

“Take a right here and bypass the highway.” Tommy pointed in the opposite direction of the two police cruisers that sped past them at the intersection they stopped at. 

“She’s smart, she’ll know.” Joel tried to focus on the road, but he also wanted to calm Sarah down as much as he possibly could. 

“You left your phone at her house when you went to pick up uncle Tommy. Does she have Uncle Tommy’s number?”

“She does, Sarah. Knows it by heart, too.” Tommy cut in. He didn’t lie, but he knew that they wouldn’t be getting a call from anyone, much less Cam. He didn’t know what the hell was going on, but he saw what happened to people that were bit. Before Joel bailed him out of the county jail, he had seen the damage firsthand. He wouldn’t dare vocalize it in front of Joel or Sarah, but he knew you weren't making it out of this. 

Everything in the cabinet of Cam’s bathroom mirror clattered to the sink below as her shaking hands found what they were looking for. Placing three pill bottles (that belonged to her mother) onto the lip of the sink, she went back in for the largest bottle on the shelf. 

Cam pulled one of the decorative wash cloths off its holder and shoved it in her mouth to stifle the screams she knew she’d let out. After a silent count to three, she dumped the remaining contents of the rubbing alcohol over the bite and blinding white hot pain flashed before her eyes. 

The pain itself was excruciating and Cam did all that she could to not scream any louder than what the towel could muffle. Tears stung her throbbing cheeks and Cam’s legs collapsed from under her. The pill bottles flew off the rim of the sink and rolled to the other side of the bathroom in the chaos. 

Yanking the towel out of her mouth, Cam staggered to her feet and shakily grabbed the bottles in a daze before searching for Mitch. 

“Mitch?” Cam’s voice had turned raspy, foreign to her ears, as she staggered down the stairs. “Come on, baby,” Movement coming from the living room caught Cam’s eye as the small dog scurried under the sofa. “I’m here, Mitch. Come out, please.” She begged through exhausted sobs. Mitch peaked his little head out from under the sofa, fear evident in his body language. “It’s time for bed, Mitch.” It’s what Cam said to him every single night to get him to crawl into bed between herself and Joel, and it was familiar enough that he bolted past her legs and ran up the stairs. 

Making a detour to the kitchen, Cam stopped for a moment to look out of the living room window to see the chaos that had erupted in the once quiet cul-de-sac. 

The pain in Cam’s open wound began to intensify. The light coming in through the window illuminated how quickly whatever this was had spread through her body. Thick, angry purple and yellow veins had started to protrude up and down her arm and she was aware enough to feel herself becoming lethargic and less in control of her movements. Confusion clouded her mind, making Cam stop to think about what she was doing before she could progress.

Looking over at Joel and Sarah’s house made her breakdown even further as she made her way over to the fridge. Opening the door felt like Cam was lifting a slab of stone, and it took a few tries to grasp the deli bag of sliced ham that she kept on the second shelf specially for Mitch.

Mitch was waiting for Cam at the top of the stairs and his little tail wagged when he smelled what she brought along with her. 

“Come on, buddy.” He ran in tight circles next to Cam’s feet and yipped excitedly. He ran up the doggy ramp that allowed him to get up on the bed without assistance and sat, tail wagging. Cam shut the bedroom door and locked it, and did her best to push a dresser in front of it until she collapsed on the floor with a groan. 

Mitch watched on patiently from his designated spot on the bed as Cam crawled over to the side of the bed and dragged yourself up inch by painstaking inch. To Mitch her behavior was abnormal and he didn’t know what to really make of it, but still he waited patiently. He sniffed the bag of ham and the pill bottles curiously when she sloppily threw them up to try and get herself onto the plush mattress. 

Cam laid on your stomach when she made it up, chest heaving from the exertion, and that was as far as she could go. With the last bit of strength Cam could muster, she opened the pill bottles and emptied the contents onto the bed. 

“You’ve been such a good boy, Mitch. We’re gonna go to sleep, okay?” Cam’s words were slurred as she sloppily ripped up pieces of the ham and stuck as many pills as you could inside the folds. Mitch was quick to eat them out of her hand as she scratched him just under his collar to get him to relax. Having pills hidden in his food was nothing new for Mitch, being a senior dog and all. Cam joined him by swallowing them dry by the handful in the hopes that they took her before she became one of the screaming monsters that scoured the neighborhood. 

“Come here, baby,” Cam coaxed a wobbly, disoriented Mitch over to her side. He blinked his hazy eyes in confusion and curled in on himself like he did every night before finally closing his eyes. Cam held him to her side with a shaking palm for what felt like a lifetime until she felt his breaths become more and more shallow. Eventually they stopped altogether. 

By then the many pills she had swallowed had taken their effect. The pain was gone and it felt like she was floating and spinning, light as a feather picked up by a summer breeze. Cam’s eyes had lost their focus and the only thing she felt was Mitch’s soft fur beneath her fingertips. Glass shattered somewhere downstairs, but it sounded worlds away and Cam didn’t have a single care. Clumsily rolling herself over onto her side, Cam pulled Mitch to her stomach as she drifted. 

“She overdosed before it could take her.” Joel spoke out loud for Tommy to hear through his respirator. This was the least cruel fate Cam could have faced. Even still, Joel was devastated. “Thank fucking god for that.” He muttered to himself.

The cordyceps used her body to feed and create spores, but they weren’t fast enough to make Cam a carrier while she was still breathing. Large fungal plates grew out of the bite on her arm and spread down the length of her body like a mountain range and attached to Mitch in its own ecosystem. 

As much as he tried to harden himself, Joel couldn’t stop the tears that built up with finally knowing what happened after he left with Sarah and Tommy that night. 

“I’m so sorry, Camille.” He whispered, a fragment of a sob tried to push past his lips. Joel dropped to his knees and leaned his head against the foot of the mattress; the deep emerald crushed velvet comforter felt familiar against his hands. He loved your bed more than he liked his own, and to feel it again made his tears fall in a torrent. Joel’s dirty hands fisted the soft material and he yelled in devastation into the mattress until he ran out of breath. “How do I look?” Joel’s whole body exuded with nerves as he stood in front of the sofa that Sarah was laying on with his arms spread out to model his chosen outfit. It wasn’t anything too dressy -just a nice pair of jeans, a newer green plaid button down with a black undershirt with his “going out” boots as Sarah called them in the rare instances he’d go out with Tommy for a beer. Sarah sat up, unwrapping herself from the throw blanket and smiled at her dad. “Is the cologne too much?”

“You look great,” She leaned forward and sniffed. “-Smell great too. I don’t know why you’re so nervous; you’ve spoken to Cam a million times before. You know who she is and you know she already likes you. If anything, you should be excited that this is finally happening!” Joel grunted in response. “Lord knows I’ve only been throwing hints at you for like…months.” Sarah grasped her father’s shoulders and looked him in the eye. “You. Can. Do this.”

“This is still technically a date. I can’t help but feel nervous.” 

“You shouldn’t be! Didn’t she say it would be super casual?” Joel narrowed his eyes, getting confirmation that his daughter had been snooping in on his conversations with her favorite neighbor. 

“How do you know what she said?” Sarah stood and started pushing Joel to the door where a bottle of wine and a bouquet of flowers -peonies, Sarah made sure to stress when they were out picking the right bouquet for Cam- were sitting next to the bowl that held Joel’s keys. 

“You’ve got nothing to worry about, but you’re gonna be late if you keep yappin’.” Sarah attempted to dodge the question. 

“We’re gonna have a serious talk about boundaries when I get back.” Joel promised as he grabbed the bottle and the bouquet, and pocketed his keys, but let her push him out the door all the same. 

“Sure thing. Oh, before you go,” Joel turned to face his beaming daughter. “Try to have a good time, please?” Joel smiled at his daughter and nodded. “She’s not a stranger and she already loves me, so that’s two normal worries you don’t have to think about! You’re gonna knock her off her feet -just not literally.” She mumbled the last bit, but Joel still heard it. 

“Don’t wait up for me, alright?” 

“No promises!” Sarah shut the door in Joel’s face and he shook his head as he grinned. Looking over to Cam’s ever inviting home, Joel took a deep breath before forcing one leg in front of the other until he was standing on her porch, his finger suspended an inch from the door as he psyched himself up. 

His head whipped to the left when he heard knocking and saw Sarah in his kitchen window pointing towards Cam’s door while mouthing ‘Do it!’. Joel shot her a heated look and she disappeared from view as he pressed the doorbell. 

“I left you to die alone. You and Mitch didn’t deserve this. Sarah didn’t deserve this.” He sobbed into the comforter. “I failed you. I failed Sarah. I tried…god I tried to get her out of here, Cam, but it wasn’t enough.” He kneeled in silence for a few moments before he spoke again. “Take care of her for me? Please? Do what I couldn’t. And…let Sarah know that I love her.”

Joel sat there for what felt like an eternity before he felt Tommy’s hand on his shoulder. 

“Let ‘em rest.” Joel nodded and stood, grunting from the twinge he felt from the still healing bullet wound in his side from the night of the outbreak. His bloodshot eyes glanced around the familiar bedroom and they stopped on a framed picture -one of many- that sat on Cam’s tv stand. 

She had to bribe Sarah with the promise of being able to use her “fancy” camera to take pictures if she went with Cam and Joel on a hike up to the Bull Creek Preserve that summer. The photo was of Cam and Joel with Mitch strapped to her chest in his little carrier because his old man paws got tired halfway through the hike. 

It was a candid photo that Sarah snapped of Cam laughing at something Joel had said and Joel looking down at Cam with pure adoration in his eyes. Came hadn’t a clue that it was taken until she flicked through all the pictures days later and it had turned out to be one of her favorites. It was one of many that were framed around her house. 

The photo next to it made Joel close his eyes. It was of all four of them -Cam, Joel, Sarah, and Mitch- on that same hike. Cam hoisted the camera onto a rock and set a timer to get a good group picture. Sarah was looking up at Joel and Cam, Mitch was leaning his head down with his tongue out ready to kiss Sarah, and Cam had her head tilted onto Joel’s shoulder and he was the only one really looking at the camera.  

Joel ripped the back of the frame off and snatched the picture before folding it up and sticking it in his pocket. 

“Let’s go."

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Hi there! Hope you are doing well! thanks for responding to my ask, I totally don't expect you to respond immediately. I really enjoyed the latest fan videos and social media posts you've uploaded!!! I'd also love a Minnie-Dino video! She'd be so supportive of his mixtape <3 All those variety shows you listed would be fun, also seeing how she and BM can bond over being in co-ed groups would be interesting. I wish Jessi's showterview was still a thing. Maybe Somi's yes or hot? --boo's pld anon

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a/n: I had troubles with the tags, but I think this will show up… let’s hope so🥲 thank you babes for your opinion and help! I decided to start with the minnie x dino fan video since I’ve also gotten private requests on my google form for a chapter like this so a big thank you to everyone you has sent in ideas for this through my form ˙ᵕ˙ Minnie and BM would be PURE chaos as well and I can’t wait to write something about them hahaha I thought maybe about doing a past Jessie‘s showterview kind of chapter bc I just love those videos so much, she’s so unhinged😭 but yes! Somi‘s yes or hot could also be an idea, I’ve only ever seen clips from her with hyuna, but I loved it hahah🩷 anyways, I hope you and everyone else enjoys this chapter, thank you as always and please stay happy and healthy🫶🏼

minnie and dino: the adorable noona-dongsaeng duo of seventeen

[welcome, welcome]

[this video will for one, warm your heart]

[and two, tear you to shreds when you remember that you neither have a minnie or a dino in your life]

[have fun]

[GOING SEVENTEEN] EP. 36 SVTSIDE OUT

[when I tell you, this woman would literally defend this man with HER LIFE]

[i mean it]

The mood was abruptly changed to 'anger', already calling out for chaos as Minghao was just passing around the bottles of different drinks he had brought for the group. Speaking normally was unknown to the members from that moment on. They only knew how to converse in shouting.

Hoshi had come up to the '97 Liner, ordering him to go back again and get more drinks.

[the entire episode was so chaotic, good god]

He got on his way but stopped a few feet away from the rest of the group to ask for specific wishes as to what drinks the members would want. When Dino offered to come along and help him, Hao shouted at him.

"Sit!"

[everything about this scene was so freaking funny]

[i literally almost peed my pants]

[#tmi]

Getting an immediate response from the maknae in doing exactly that. The girl next to him chuckled, hiding her grin behind her hand as she tried to keep the juice she had just drank from the bottle in her mouth. It was rare to see Minghao in such a state of anger, even if he was just acting. The dancer disappeared around the corner when at the same time, Jeonghan decided to speak up.

"Dino, go with him!" He demanded.

The youngest, who was just about to sit back down between Minnie and Jun, decided to stay up and turn around.

"But he- he doesn't- he said DON'T!" He shouted out, making all of the other members chuckle and laugh out loud. 

[okay but why do i kinda want dino to scream at me now...]

Hoshi leaned onto the female member, almost unable to control his laughter.

"I want to, but he says not to!" Dino continued to argue with the '95 Line on the far left in the camera view as they continued to order him around, trying to get him to follow Minghao.

"Ya!" Minnie surprised everyone by suddenly standing up, "Leave him alone!" 

[minnie not taking shit from man, even if it's just acting, even if it's her own members, LET'S GOOO]

Getting a hold of the maknae's lower arm. "If you want your drinks, go get them yourselves!"

[her defending him is so fucking cute omg]

"You can go with him if you talk back to us like that!" S.Coups stood up, making the girl subconsciously take a small step back.

[not minnie or dino related, but i just KNOW that was muscle memory and our girl here was SCARED]

[i mean, who wouldn't be, yk]

[but i'd also be turned on bc it's scoups]

"Yeah, go with him!" Joshua joined.

Followed by Jeonghan, "You have to respect your elders, Minnie!"

[why could i actually hear them fr using these arguments with her omg]

She was just about to open her mouth again, a small smirk making her lips curl that she tried to hide so hard when she felt a soft tug on her arm.

[oh she was ready to go OFF on them]

[i'm so sad she didn't]

[i need the evidence of scoups constantly talkign about minnie talking back to him]

[i need it]

"Come on, noona," Dino dragged her along with him. "They're not worth it."

['THEY'RE NOT WORTH IT']

[OMG]

With a sarcastic shake of her head, she sent one last glare towards the three eldest of the group before following the younger member.

[the comedic duo we never knew we needed just disrespecting elders]

[slay]

-

In the Soop 2 Ep. 2

[there's wayyyyy too much in the soop content]

[i should make a solo video of just minnie moments with certain members from in the soop bc it's literally my fave thing ever]

[but anyways, here we go]

Some of the members had gathered outside, drinking a bit and eating their dinner even though it was already late at night. Seungcheol, Jeonghan, and Dino, who before had been on their own in a tent a little further away from the others, joined them - some other members, like Wonwoo and Vernon, had already left, leaving Seungkwan, Dino, Dokyeom and Minghao on one side of the table, while Seungcheol and Jeonghan were occupying the other seats opposite of them. 

[they're were just enjoying their time together so much and i'm praying they'll get to do this OR things with na pd more often]

[pledis pls]

[but i know these bitches won't listen]

Minnie and Mingyu had decided to stand up with the rapper standing closer to the maknae line, his position fixed at the grill, and the girl resting her hands on Cheol's shoulders. The oldest member had put his right hand on top of hers, his thumb gliding over her skin comfortably. 

[again: not dino-minnie related, BUT LIKE...]

[are we interrupting something here?!]

[i mean we know how close they are... platonically... right...]

[anyways]

[we'll never know]

[but it was a cute scene either way, so you better bet i kept it in]

After the not-so-few few drinks she had had, she needed every little bit of support she could get.

She had blended out most of the conversation that was going on around the table, too occupied with trying to understand what Mingyu was trying to tell her - how the hell am I supposed to be able to read lips while drunk, she thought to herself. 

[i don't know what kind of messages they were sending each other but istg minnie and mingyu are something else]

[ESPECIALLY WHEN DRUNK]

[or maybe just when they're in the soop, i don't know]

[but i freaking love it]

Only snapping back into the present when Dino's voice rang through her ear.

"Have you ever lit a campfire before?"

Jeonghan's answer, was, as expected, "No, I haven't."

"Oh, he hasn't!"

"So, let's try lightening it tomorrow," the '95 Liner proposed.

Minnie let her hand drop from the leader's shoulder before walking to the other side of the table, passing Joshua, who had also joined them again. S.Coups' eyes followed her form as she walked up to Mingyu. To whisper something into his ear, she placed her hand on one of his arms, that he had crossed over his chest, to make him lean down to her height. As he raked himself up again only two seconds later, he smiled with a nod.

[?!]

Her attention was then immediately back on the maknae.

"If there's no fan with your mouth-" he spoke but stopped to show them how to blow onto the imaginary fire he was trying to create. "You have to blow like this to light it up," he continued explaining.

The female member was already grinning from ear to ear, listening attentively to every word the youngest was saying.

[BE MORE WHIPPED FOR HIM MINNIE, MY GOD]

[she loves him so much, i can't]

[he's literally just talking and our girly here is looking at him like that]

"Honestly," Jeonghan pointed at him, "You did this to look cute, right?" Minnie smiled to herself as this was exactly what she was also thinking.

[oh he most definitely did]

[gotta impress the noona]

As soon as the '95 Liner and Seungkwan started to imitate Dino's antics, there was no going back for him. They reenacted his pretended cuteness, getting chuckles from everyone at the table.

"Ok ok, then let's say that's not it and say it again," Jeonghan tried his best to get the maknae to repeat himself.

"Yeah," Dino started again. "When I went camping with my friend, we tried to light a fire, but we couldn't."

The '95 Liner played along. "Oh, then how did you light it?"

[jeonghan is such a parent HAHAHAHAHA]

[gotta love him]

"So, I just- I thought I should blow on it a lot. Like this-" the youngest repeated his action, adding an extra tint of cuteness as he imitated a 'blowing onto a fire' facial expression.

[STOP]

[WHAT A CUTIE]

[LOOK AT HIM]

Not able to hold back anymore, along with the rest of the members, Minnie started cheering and laughing out loud at the over-the-top cute antics of their maknae. 

[GIRLY HAHAHAHA]

With quick steps, she was right behind him, throwing her arms over his shoulders to pull him back against her.

"Aaaah, our Dino's so cute! So grown up, but still so cute!" She squealed, getting a chuckle from the man in her embrace as he petted her arms. 

[SHE'S SO CUTE]

[HOW CAN SOMEONE LOVE THEIR LITTLE BROTHER LIKE THAT]

[mine's a rat fr]

[but for minnie...]

[it's like once she looks at dino, nothing else is important anymore]

[but tbh, same]

The two swayed slightly before she released him again. In the next second though, her hands hand his cheeks, squishing his face in between her palms.

"Look how cute he is!" Getting another round of giggles from the guys surrounding them. 

[i love how this seems such normal behaviour for them]

[i desperately need to drink with them one day]

[i want to be hugged and squeezed like that by minnie]

"Our little maknae!" She let go of him completely after pressing a kiss on the top of his head.

[AAAAAAHHHH CUTIESSSS]

-

Minnie Birthday Live 231222

The female member's eyes were fixed on the screen in front of her, frantically moving up and down and left and right as she tried to read through the comments Carats were writing. The cake she had only eaten a little bit of, was still in front of her, on the table in the hotel room she was staying in.

[i have so much to say about this birthday live]

[and just want to quickly adress how proud i am of her for adressing the airport issue]

[a queen]

[and now back to how much dino and her love eacht other]

"'What are you listening to these days?'" She read out loud, a small smile immediately appearing on her lips. "Well... I don't know if you've heard about it, but there's a new song that came out in... November- at the end of November. It's called 'Wait' and it's by this really cool artist called Dino," she couldn't help but chuckle at her own antics. 

[and y'all are still arguing over who is the biggest dinonara, when this girl right here exists]

"So, yeah. In case you haven't looked up that song, I highly recommend it."

[of course you'd just try to mention him literally whenever you can]

[and of course, i've already listened to the song]

Right away, the comment section was filled with different coloured hearts - mostly pink and blue ones.

She giggled. "But jokes aside, I really have been listening to Wait a lot. It's really good and I really enjoy seeing this side of Dino. It's different... a little. But... it's good. And I'm really proud of him, so I want to support him, of course."

[she really is the best big sister ever wtf]

-

"Oh, is Dino watching? Some of you guys are saying Dino's watching." 

[OF COURSE HE IS]

[he can't miss his noona's live]

The girl looked down at her own phone, which she wasn't filming with, chuckling down at the screen. "Ah yes, he is watching. He asked me how much longer I'll be live. Wait a second, Carats."

[he's actually a fan just like us, i'm telling you]

After a few taps on her phone, she put the speaker up to her ear. Only a couple seconds later, she spoke up.

"Hi, I think I'm still gonna be live for a while. Do you want to join me?" 

[i'm actually convinced her voice changes slightly whenever she talks to him]

[but i'm also delusional af, so it's probably just my brain telling me that tbh]

The corners of her lips curled up at what came from the other side of the call.

"Ok, ok. I understand. Of course, yeah. Alright, we'll see. Bye-bye." She ended the call and looked back into the camera.

"Dino's gonna make a quick trip to the gym downstairs, and then he might join us," she explained and grinned at the end of the statement.

[LOOK HOW EXCITED SHE LOOKS]

-

A knock echoing through the room made her head shoot up towards the door.

"I'll be right back, Carats." She was quick to leave.

[girl is SPRINTING to let in her favourite little brother]

In the background laughter could be heard, coming from both male and female voices - everyone obviously immediately knew who was out of the camera's view.

After a few short moments, steps became louder and heavier as the two got closer to the table again.

"Look who's joining me!" Minnie called out, letting the maknae appear on the right side of the screen. "Dino-yaaa." 

[shout it out girl, yes]

With a big smile, she patted the empty chair next to her. Without having to be told twice, the youngest sat down and right away, scooched closer towards the female member, both now perfectly filling out the screen.

"Hi everyone!" He greeted into the camera, waving his hands. "How was the live so far? Is Minnie entertaining you enough?"

[i could literally watch her just sit and it would be entertaining enough]

[i wish i was joking]

With a smile, the girl shook her head. "I've been entertaining them very well," she answered for herself.

[facts]

"Have you been enjoying the cake?" He turned towards her, looking at her with expecting big eyes as she nodded.

"Yess. It's really good, thank you." She patted his arm comfortably. "Do you want a little bit?" Not even waiting for his answer, she was already putting some of the cake's dough, along with the icing onto a fork. But before she could bring it up close to his mouth, he stopped her.

"No, no, thank you."

[he broke her heart with that, i just know it]

With a pout, she glanced at him. The fork still in midair. "Why not?"

"I just came from the gym. I have to be careful what I'm eating."

"Because of your diet?"

Dino nodded quietly. Minnie wasn't going to let him go off like that so easily.

"But it's good if you have a little bit of cake. Just a little."

[minnie lot letting him diet is soo big sister of her]

The maknae chuckled at her. "Says who?"

"Me!" She exclaimed as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, chuckling afterwards along with him. 

[i agree]

A few seconds later, she was back in her 'big sister agenda', "But it's really not good to diet too strictly. If you eat cake you'll be happy. And being happy is more important than to be in good shame." She kept up her guard by still holding the fork.

[YES]

[I KNEW I STANNED THE RIGHT GROUP]

[i love her so much]

With a sigh, he gave in. "I know, you're right." Leaning forward to eat the small piece of cake. "Noona's always right."

[jesus christ]

[they're so much closer than just siblings]

[this is the kind of platonic love i just don't get]

[but i love it]

Minnie laughed out loud as he chewed. "I'd be careful with that statement. I might use that against you later," she pointed out.

[HAHAHAHAHAAHA]

[i mean, at least she's warning him]

"Oh," his face dropped immediately, "you're right." 

[this, my friends, is the look of immediate regret]

Before laughing together with her, knowing damn well she will FOR SURE use it later at some point.

-

The two continued to spend a comfortable time together, going through some more comments, and talking about the tour, the upcoming concert, a little bit about the Christmas time, and his mixtape.

[they kept talking and talking and talking, like damn...]

"'Minnie and Dino haven't done the 'Wait' challenge yet', you're right!" The youngest member pointed at the screen in front of them. "We haven't yet. We still need to."

[fr]

[i was actually so surprised that she wasn't one of the first ones though]

Without missing a beat, the girl just spat out, "Do you wanna do it now?"

[i love her]

Dino turned his head to look at her. "Do you know it?"

[RUDE]

"Of course, I know it!" She scoffed. "How dare you think I wouldn't!"

[she was so offended omg haha]

He raised his arms in defence. "I don't know! We haven't learned it together yet, so I wasn't sure."

"Let's do it now," Minnie impulsively decided, standing up quickly and getting her chair out of the way - Dino copied her every move. 

[there wasn't even a 'yes' or 'sure' from him]

[she just wanted to show everyone that she knew the dance even without actively learning it]

[bc I BET she watched that mv an unhealthy amount of times]

[girly is probably half of the streams]

Soon enough, they had also moved the phone they were filming with a little further back, giving them more room and showing more space of the hotel they were staying in.

"Wait, we need the music," the maknae remembered, looking around to find his phone.

Minnie pointed towards something on the right side of the screen, "You can take mine."

Dino looked at her with scrunched eyebrows. "I thought you were using your phone for the live? Who's- ah, ok," he started but cut himself off before walking over to where she had pointed, coming back into the shot with the female's member phone in his grasp. He unlocked it, and a few taps later, the intro for his Mixtape was already playing. 

[such a small thing, but i just noticed it: he knows her passcode?!]

[THE TRUST]

To get to the chorus quicker, he moved the bar on the music app, stopping shortly before the part they'd be dancing would start.

"Are you sure you know it?"

Minnie just nodded enthusiastically. "Of course!"

And sure enough, she did.

[she freaking killed it]

-

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] Golden Disk Award Sketch

The group was in the middle of their practice session for the upcoming award show. Diverted into different small groups, the members were scattered around the room.

The group consisting of Jeonghan, Dino, Seungkwan, Hoshi and S.Coups, was up next to not only practice their own little moment but also ready to perform it and let their choreographer film it.

Youngjoon growled as soon as Seventeen's leader walked up to the camera. But once Dino had stepped into view, it was Minnie's voice that called out from the background.

[wonwoo and minnie are fr fighting for biggest dinonara and she is giving it 110%]

"LET'S GO DINO!" Getting a smirk from the maknae before he started his solo movements.

[HE GETS SO SHY]

[UGH I JUST WANT TO SQUISH HIM]

"WOW, SO COOL," she continued to cheer him on, making not only him but every other member too, chuckle, along with their choreographer. 

[imagine being loved as much as dino is]

[damn...]

As soon as Hoshi moved into the middle, she fell quiet again.

In the next shot, after the practice round was finished, the camera was on the '96 Liner, who just looked at something out of view. A pout was evident on his lips.

Minnie chuckled, making the cameraman move over to her, letting everyone know that it was her, who Hoshi was looking at. "What?" She giggled.

"Why were you only cheering on Dino? What was that?" He asked her, keeping up the disappointed expression. 

[HOSHI IS SULKY TOWARDS HER?!]

[compare this moment to all those stories they told about minnie being literally terrified of hoshi]

[how are these the same people HAHAHA]

This only made her chuckle again.

"Well," she sighed, "I guess you just have to work harder for me to cheer on you too."

[WOW...]

Before the performance unit leader could say anything, their maknae appeared from the right side, rushing over to the female member. 

"No, Minnie just likes me more than you," immediately throwing an arm around her shoulder. 

[HE'S THE CUTEST LITTLE BROTHER EVER]

[MY GOD, JUST LOOK AT HIM Y'ALL]

The girl giggled against his side before wrapping both arms around his torso, cuddling even deeper into him, as he put his other free arm around her frame as well - both now just standing in each other's embrace with big grins decorating their faces.

[i would actually do anything and everything for them]

Hoshi just continued to stare at them.

-

SEVENTEEN ‘손오공’ M/V BEHIND THE SCENES

Dino was in the middle of getting interviewed by the cameraman when in the middle of the sentence, the female member of the group surprisingly appeared. She engulfed him in a side embrace, her arms around his upper body and arms, holding him close as she let her chin rest on his shoulder. 

[just IMAGINE being minnie and just getting to do that on the regular]

[he literally just continued talking as if this was nothing new to him]

Absentmindedly, she nodded along to everything the youngest was saying. After a few moments, he stopped and looked moved his head to look at her.

"Cold?"

She answered him with a simple nod and smile before opening her mouth to answer him.

"But don't worry Carats, Dino's body will keep me warm." Her comment got a chuckle out of the maknae, whose hands had started to rub her arm, trying to create some form of warmth, knowing she was one of the members to easily get cold.

[HOW DO I FIND MYSELF SOMEONE THAT LOVES ME THIS MUCH]

[DINO PLS I WILL BE GOOD TO YOU]

"You know," she glanced into the camera. "Whenever I'm hugging Dino these days, it feels like I'm hugging Mingyu." 

[THE WAY SHE'S RUBBING IT IN]

[WE KNOW HE'S BEEN WORKING OUT]

[WE CAN SEE THAT]

[but she just had to mention it once again]

She dropped her arms to free him just in time as her compliment made the maknae laugh out loud, giving her his signature contagious bright smile as he threw his head back. She grinned at him.

[THAT SMILE IS PURE LOVE AND ADORATION]

He shyly smiled at her, "Ah, noona, don't overreact-"

[don't get all shy now]

"Hugging Mingyu?" Suddenly the familiar voice of her fellow '97 Liner appeared from the side she had just come from as well. "What about hugging me? Do you want a hug?" 

[this man has ears EVERYWHERE when it comes to minnie]

[my god, my guy, she just mentioned you, calm down]

Without waiting for an answer, Mingyu copied her stance from before, wrapping both of his arms around her shoulders, her left arm buried into his muscular chest as she chuckled.

[?!?!?!?!?!]

[SO THIS IS WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE MINNIE?!]

"I just said that hugging Dino feels like hugging you nowadays," Minnie glanced up into his eyes. "He's been working out a lot."

[also: can we talk about when the hell minnie went from pushing mingyu away to literally MELTING in his embrace?!]

[what chapter did i skip?!]

[bc i literally remember her avoiding his hugs to annoy him like it's yesterday]

[and now she's suddenly like this?!]

[girlyyyyyyyy]

The rapper nodded, both of the '97 Liners smiling at the youngest, who had a subtle, yet noticeable blush brightening his cheeks.

"That's true."

"But be careful not to get too big, Dino," the girl added, still in the embrace of the older member.

With a frown, Mingyu looked down at her, his arms loosening around her frame. "Are you saying I'm too big?" He wondered. 

[THE WAY HE NEEDS THE VALIDATION]

[no mingyu, don't worry]

[minnie noona is just looking out for her favourite little dongsaeng]

No answer, just a pat on his chest and a loud laughter from the maknae followed.

-

'sleepover live hihi'

[i really do think that we as carats have moved on way too fast from this]

[their sleepovers... who seem to be like an almost REGULAR occurrence?!]

[but anyways, here are some of my favourite moments]

[mind you, this live is almost two freaking hours long... it's so hard to cut out only a few parts for this video]

The live started with no members in frame. The only thing Carats could see was the edge of a table and a navy couch in the background.

The comments were skipping over the screen at a quick pace.

'Who is this?'

'Which member put on the live and forgot?'

'Who's sofa is this?'

'omg they're having a sleepover????'

Then all of a sudden, two heads popped into the frame from each side.

"Hello!"

"Hii!"

Minnie and Dino greeted the livestream with wide smiles as they showed their faces, scooching in closer to sit right next to each other. Both of them were not wearing any makeup and in sweats, along with him in a black sweatshirt and her with, what appeared to be the same one in cream.

[CUTIES]

[LITERAL CUTIES]

[ANGELS]

[BABIES]

"Hi Carats," the girl leaned forward with a grin, her eyes scanning the comments. "Ah, everyone's so shocked to see us."

[not surprised]

[but i definitely wasn't expecting it ngl]

[but this has to be one of the best lives in svt history]

"That means our surprise worked," the maknae added, a proud smirk on his lips. He leaned back against the sofa, swiftly brushing a hand through his hair.

Minnie nodded, "Looks like it." She stopped for a second before continuing. "'Dino and Minnie look so cute so late at night'" Thank you," she chuckled. "Even though we've already had a few drinks, Carats still say such nice things about us."

[i feel like she gets so giggly when drunk and just even more beautiful fr]

[y'all see that GLOW?!]

[gorgeous]

"Mm," the youngest nodded, now joining the girl by leaning forward to also read through the comments. "Yeah, we've already had a few drinks, but we only now decided to put on the livestream."

[AND HIM?!]

[YUM]

"I think not a lot of Carats expected us to drink together like this."

"Hm, yeah, that could be true," Dino stated before his eyes fixed on one specific comment. "'Are you really having a sleepover?'-"

"Yes!" Minnie showed a bright smile to the camera, stretching out her arms to the sides.

[SHE'S SO EXCITED ABOUT IT AAAAH]

[you gotta love her, come on]

The youngest changed his seating position slightly. "Minnie invited me over to her place."

[defo not crying]

"Because you haven't slept over here yet," she glanced at him as he nodded.

"That's right, not here yet."

[didn't know wtf they were talking about back then]

[now we know: mimiwon moved into a new apartment]

[and minnie needed dino and her to have a sleepover at the new place]

[CRYING]

A yawn escaped her lips, making Minnie cover her mouth and close her eyes for a second. "But I'm more tired than I expected, to be honest," she commented.

Dino smiled at her, his hand patting her shoulder comfortably. "We've been preparing for the album very hard, that's why maybe."

"Mm, probably."

-

After a few minutes of just casual conversation flowing between the two idols, as if the camera wasn't even recording, the girl had gotten up to get them something more to drink.

It was now Dino who was in charge of entertainment.

"Okay," he looked down at his own phone, which he had put on the livestream, so he could read through the comments more easily. "'Do you have sleepovers like this often?'" He read out before speaking up slightly louder, looking to the right side of the screen where the girl had disappeared into. "Would you say we do this often, noona?"

[there's just something... about him... he's just too adorable]

Minnie's distant voice could be heard in the background. "Not as often as I would like to." Her comment got a wide grin from the maknae in return, who tilted his head to the side.

[GIRL YOU CAN'T BE SO CUTE WHAT THE HELL]

"Awww, noona! You're so cute!" He almost squealed, making her laugh out loud. 

[FACTS DINO]

"Carats, Minnie-noona is really so sweet, right?' For a second he went quiet, now back to looking at his phone. "They're all saying how sweet you are!" Dino called out to let her know.

[well, gotta let the queen know that we love her, yk]

Minnie chuckled, "Thank you, guys!" She shouted out to make sure her voice could be heard in the live.

"Oh-" the maknae suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

"What?"

"Some are saying Vernon is watching- is he watching? Hold on" After tapping around his phone, his lips curled up. "Aaah, he really is watching. He commented 'Wow, now I'm jealous', 'Minnie is making drinks for you?'"

[OF COURSE]

[of course vernon is jealous of them]

[i'd be too]

[minnie pls take good care of him as well]

[god... minnie and vernon are also so adorable together]

With quick steps, the girl was back in the living room,

"What? No! I asked him if he wanted to come too, and he said no!" She whined out loud as the sound of clinking glass rang through the background, coming from everything she was placing on the table for them to drink.

[missed his chance i guess]

"He's regretting his choice now," Dino stated. 

[i'd be regretting it for weeks tbh]

Once the girl went back into the kitchen, the youngest's eyes went wide as soon as they landed on the amount of liquor on the table that was hidden from the view of the livestream.

"Noona! You really think we're gonna drink that much?"

[let's gooooooo]

"I don't know, maybe," she just answered. "Maybe Mingyu wants to drink something too."

[she really thinks of everyone, doesn't she?]

[god, i'm gonna cry]

"Aaah, ok ok," Dino nodded, going back to reading through the comments while the girl came back with takeout containers, putting them somewhere behind the camera and onto the floor before she made herself comfortable again next to the maknae. "'Is Mingyu invited too?' He... I don't- I don't know, is he invited?" Directing the last question to the girl, who just chuckled.

"I can't not invite him. He lives here."

[she knows that we know and i know that we know, but will i ever get enough of mimiwon living together? No.]

[i need all the domestic shit about them, pretty please]

[including dino, their child, having fun sleepovers at their place]

"Exactly!" A loud voice surprised the two younger members, making them jump up and look to the right side, groaning when they came to sight of the culprit.

Minnie was holding her chest. "You idiot! Stooop! Don't scare us like that!"

Mingyu ignored her scolder and started chuckling, "Did you buy the entire liquor store? Are you crazy?"

[not him judging her for that]

[bro, when i tell you i bet he drinks even more than her]

"I can buy whatever I want. It's my money, and I'm an adult," she fought back and sat up straighter, making the maknae clap and nod proudly as he was just sitting there, listening to the two '97 Liners bickering around.

[POP OFF MINNIE]

[love supportive feminist dino]

"Wow," the rapper sighed, "You two... you guys are really- wow..."

[he's so done]

[he is sooooo done HAHAHAHA]

-

"'Dance cover now please'" Minnie chuckled after reading a comment she found amusing, "Right now? I don't think that's a good idea." And oh how right she was, but that wasn't gonna stop the maknae.

"No, noona, let's do it!" 

[HOW COULD SHE EVEN SAY NO IF HE LOOKS AT HER LIKE THAT AND LITERALLY SPEAKS IN POUT?!]

He turned towards the camera, "We've been wanting to film a Danceology video, but we can never decide on just one song. We have so many songs we want to do, so it's hard. But we can show you now." Without wasting another second, he pushed himself up from the floor, only for Minnie to quickly reach out for him.

"No, Dino, stop," she laughed, "You're gonna hurt yourself. Don't. We can do it another time, but not after drinking," she assured him with a nod.

[...]

[when i tell you: she will in fact be the most amazing mom]

[i don't care that they're 'only' two years apart]

[the way she acts with him, takes care of him, AND TALKS TO HIM]

[perfect sister and perfect future mom]

[minnie pls adopt me]

Slowly, but surely, Dino lowered himself onto the floor again, landing on his butt with a heavy sigh. "When did you become so responsible?" 

[SINCE SHE CARES ABOUT YOU]

[but in all seriousness: jesus, just call her out like that]

[minnie just gets responsible when it's about dino]

[her favourite]

Making the girl laugh out loud.

-

"Noona?"

[melting every single time.]

"Hm?" Minnie hummed in wonder while her eyes were still trained on the comment section on her phone in front of the duo.

Dino, who was still looking at his own screen, leaned forward, tapping his older sister on the shoulder to make her turn towards him as he pointed at the screen.

"Read it," she told him with a nod, but he shook his head.

"I don't know how to pronounce it."

Her frown at first quickly turned into a kind smile as she tilted her head in awe. "Yes, you do. You can speak English. Read it."

"Ah, noona, I don't want to. You do it." Pushing his phone towards her.

But even with his cute voice ringing through her ears, Minnie stood her ground, "No, you can do it."

[the way she keeps insisting on him reading it]

[like yes, go on]

[i love how supportive he is of every member whenever they speak english or want to speak it]

"Then I will look for a different comment," he shook his head and leaned back against the couch, getting another chuckle from the girl.

[but then, she also doesn't push him to make him feel uncomfortable, but just lets him do his thing]

[UGH, probably looking way too much into this, you don't have to tell me, but just leave me to it pls]

-

"'Is Dino... your... fa-vourite member?'" Dino read out loud in English.

With a wide smile, the girl turned her head to glance at him, "Of course, you are."

[GIRLY DIDN'T EVEN HESITATE FOR A SECOND]

"Ah, noona!" With a shy squeal, he hit her arm, making both of them chuckle in synch. "You are my favourite member... too."

[HIS ENGLISH]

[stop, he's actually the cutest]

"I'd hope so."

"What?"

"It means I would hope that that's true."

-

The maknae surprised the female member with his sudden laughter.

"'Minnie and Dino have couple hoodies?'" 

"What?!" She whipped her head to look at him, shock written all across her face. "Those aren't couple hoodies!" Minnie whined out while all Dino could do was fall onto the floor, his laughing continuing.

[SHE SOUNDED SO OFFENDED]

"Why would we own couple hoodies?!" She wondered out loud, more to herself than to anyone in particular, before looking back into the camera. "You guys," she pointed a strict finger. "Ew, why would we wear something like that?"

"Hey!" The youngest pushed himself up again, glaring at the girl. "Why 'ew'?"

[oh no dinooo]

Minnie sent him an unamused facial expression. "What else am I supposed to say? It's weird."

Dino shrugged, "It's funny. Maybe they are couple hoodies and we didn't realise when we bought them."

With a pout, the female idol leaned back against the couch. "Now I don't know if I want to wear them anymore."

[she's so dramatic, i love it]

"No, you can't take it off," the maknae was quick to tell her, his eyes giving her a serious look.

"Why not?"

"Because... I would be really hurt," he simply told her, making Minnie giggle. 

[well now she REALLY can't]

[she'd never do that to him, we all know that]

She threw her head back against the cushion, reaching forward with one hand to push the younger member away from her.

Dino chuckled at her reaction, touching the spot where she had shoved him. "I mean it, noona. Let's just continue wearing them."

[love how persistent he is about this]

"Okay, okay," Minnie agreed, running her fingers through her hair to get them out of her face. "But let's not call them couple hoodies."

"Yeah... it feels a bit weird," the youngest admitted shyly, sending a quick look towards the camera when a sudden touch from the girl surprised him.

"I told you!"

-

[you gotta understand]

[if dancers do a livestream, they gotta also dance]

'That That' by Psy feat. Suga was blasting through the speakers in the living room of the apartment. The coffee table had been pushed back, the phone still prompt up on it. Minnie and Dino's bodies were eliminated by the colours reflecting on them from the video the beamer was displaying on the wall. The duo had the choreography perfectly memorised- of course, they did.

[i just imagine wonwoo and mingyu somewhere in the apartment, just praying that minnie and dino will get tired and just go to sleep]

[it was way too late for them to be up and have this much energy for dancing like this istg]

Along with the, at this point probably too much, alcohol in their system, singing and dancing had become much harder than each of them expected - now rather slurring and panting through the lyrics of the song. 

Shortly before the song had reached the end, the female member fell to the floor, her hands on her knees.

"Jesus..." she breathed out heavily.

A laugh erupted from the maknae as his eyes fell on her crouched frame. "Noona! You're a main dancer, come on!" Reaching out and grabbing her arm to pull her back up.

[oh to have dino's energy]

Minnie groaned as she straightened her back, "I'm not as young as you anymore, Channie." Only making him shake his head and laugh even more.

[PLS]

[she really just took over jeonghan's old person personality]

He turned around to snatch the phone from where he had thrown it onto the couch and tapped on its screen. "What do you want to do next?" He moved his body around to let the girl get a look at the screen as well. "This?" He asked her, to which she nodded,

"Let's do that."

[whatever the baby wants, the baby gets]

-

DINO Mixtake 'Wait' M/V BEHIND THE SCENES

Vernon stepped into the shot first, greeting the camera with a quick "Hello" as he passed the cameraman. Dokyeom, Wonwoo and Minnie were already taking their seats by a table that wouldn't be used in the scene the crew and Dino were filming.

"Our Dino's first mixtape," Seokmin smiled into the camera as he spoke. Behind him, the girl was standing up with her phone in her hand, filming and taking pictures with a big grin on her face.

[insert kris jenner's camera meme]

[YOU'RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE]

Wonwoo took a quick glance to his left, the same direction Minnie was focused on. "Woah, so cool!" He shouted out proudly, getting a chuckle from the other members.

[again: the fight for biggest dinonara continues]

[why not just agree they're both the unofficial parents and leaders of the dino fanclub?]

"Dino-ya!" The female member called out, making the maknae turn around, immediately smiling when he saw her with her phone on him. He sent her a quick grin and a thumbs up. The girl's smile widened.

[she's such a mom omg]

One last picture later, she put her phone down, turning towards the other members, who were looking at her in amusement, when she noticed the camera was still filming her.

"I'm gonna send those pictures to Dino's parents." She explained, taking a seat opposite Wonwoo, who was still gazing at the youngest member.

[HOW COULD SHE BE SO ADORABLE?!]

[her sending his parents pictures of their son, omg stop i'm already about to cry myself to sleep]

[this is too much for my heart]

-

Seungkwan and Mingyu had joined the group, also deciding to visit their maknae on set. The younger of the two was speaking into the microphone as Minnie joined them, walking up to them behind her fellow '97 Liner to stop by his right side. With her arms crossed she kept her eyes on the younger member, who had started to comment on Dino's hair.

[i love how literally whenever there's seungkwan bickering with dino, there's minnie showering him with even more love]

The girl suddenly got closer to Seungkwan, motioning for him to hand her the microphone, not wasting a second, to voice her opinion.

"I love your hair, Dino-ya!" She smiled brightly. "And I love you too!" 

[gotta let the world know yk]

Her quick addition earned her a gentle smack on her arm by the '98 Liner while Mingyu just chuckled at the duo, as Minnie had started to hit him back.

[don't even get me started on seungkwan and minnie, my god]

-

DINO Mixtape 'Making of Wait' EP.1

The youngest member was in the studio with Seventeen's main lead vocalist and producer. The two were going through the lyrics Dino had written for his upcoming solo.

"Minnie said she'll be here in ten minutes," he explained to Woozi. "I want to show her before we record."

[NOW THIS IS WHERE I ACTUALLY START WHEEPING]

[HE WANTS TO SHOW HER HIS LYRICS FIRST?!]

[stop being so adorable, dino, please]

[for the sake of my well-being]

"Ok ok," came as an answer from the '96 Liner who was out of the shot, his voice only barely noticeable.

The maknae turned towards the camera after reaching for his water bottle on the couch behind him. "I really trust noona when it comes to lyrics. Maybe she has better ideas for them."

[...]

[you don't want to know the noise i made when he said that]

The next moment, Minnie entered the studio, greeting the room with a cheery, "Hi!" Getting a wide smile from the '99 Liner in return. His eyes lit up as a plastic cup of coffee was placed right in front of him, slightly covering the camera's view.

"Wow, thank you, noona." As Dino reached out for it, the female member gently patted his head with a grin before letting herself fall onto the sofa.

[AGJFKSJOIFHEIBIF]

"Oh-" he stopped himself before he went to take a sip, snatching a piece of paper from the table the camera was placed on. "Here are the lyrics." Turning around to face her, Minnie stopped him by waving her phone.

"I read through them on the file you sent me."

"You already looked at them?"

With scrunched eyebrows and a slightly shocked facial expression, the girl gazed at him. "Of course, why wouldn't I?"

[exactly]

[how dare him even question this]

Dino shrugged, taking a sip from the Iced Americano. "I thought you were busy maybe."

[STOP]

Minnie had started to hunch over her phone, her screen brightening up the lower half of her face as she looked up at him. "Yeah, but this is important to you. Of course, I'm gonna look at it right when you send it to me."

[...]

[I...]

[... i am so not okay]

[i don't even think i know people that care this much]

[LIKE HOW]

Before the youngest could answer her again, Woozi spoke up from the right side of the screen. "You never do that with my lyrics. You always text 'I'll take a look later, I'm busy now.' And then you never do."

[OH HERE WE GO]

[lee, i'm so done with this girl but i also love and cherrish her so much and even let her stay in my studio when i'm not here and will always support her but also annoy the hell out of her and be an annoying ass brother who just loves her so dearly and will support her till my last day, jihoon]

"Stop lying!" Minnie exclaimed. "I don't say that! And you never look at MY lyrics!"

[the money i would pay to be a fly on the wall in the studio when they're there]

The maknae chuckled at the silly argument going on behind him, laughing out loud as Minnie tried to throw a pillow at their producer.

[and he's just sitting there enjoying this PLS HAHAHA]

-

"Alright," she took a deep breath as she pushed herself up to her feet. "I'm gonna go now."

"You're not staying?" Dino turned around, looking up at the older member.

[IF SOMEBODY LOOKS AT YOU WITH EYES THAT BIG, YOU STAY]

Minnie stopped in her tracks, "You wanted me to stay?"

He shrugged, "No no, I just thought maybe you want to."

[DINO PLS I CANNOT HANDLE THIS ANYMORE]

[HE IS TOO PRECIOUS FOR THIS WORLD]

"Aah..." she let out a sigh, "I'm sorry. I'm meeting up with someone. If I knew you wanted me to stay, I wouldn't have made plans."

[just drop them, minnie]

[drop them]

[stay with him]

[pls he needs you]

[LOOK AT HIS EYES]

"It's okay, don't worry," he assured her. "Go, don't make them wait."

[noooo dinooooo]

The girl couldn't help but chuckle after she finished putting on her jacket again. "I shouldn't 'tell them, wait'," she imitated the sound of the song he was about to record, getting a laugh from him in return.

[... girl has been spending too much time with wonwoo bc good god, that was even worse than a dad joke]

"Exactly," he chuckled.

Before she left the duo to finish the recording, Minnie leaned down to be back in the camera's shot.

"Carats, please support Dino's solo well. It's gonna be really good and I know you're gonna love it."

[and she was right]

[we did]

-

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] UNESCO Youth Forum Special Video Sketch

Seungkwan was grasping onto the sheets of paper in his hand, the maknae of the group right by his side as they read through the lyrics they had printed out. They were going through the English version of the group's song 'Together'. With both of them unsure about their pronunciation, Dino started looking around.

His eyes stopped scanning the room. "Noona!" He called out for the female member who was out of the cameraman's view. 

[i could literally make a compilation of just him shouting out for her and wouldn't get tired of it]

"Can you help us?"

[OF COURSE BABY]

With quick steps, Minnie jogged up towards the two, coming to a halt by his left side. "Hm?" She hummed as her eyes fell onto the black-on-white text in front of them.

[girl was so quick]

[she'd definitely drop everyone and everything to help him]

[reminds me of when wonwoo called her with na pd-nim and she was on her way literally while they were still talking]

[she loves them so much, like HOW]

"You and I are never losing our way. You and I, we will be walking straight." The two younger members sang along to the song that was playing in the background. Seungkwan went over the lyrics with slightly more ease than Dino, who started chuckling at his own struggle.

"Try going slower first," the female member placed a comforting hand on the younger's upper arm.

[she is so patient]

[... god... please let me have my own minnie]

[or dino honestly too]

"But it's supposed to be sung at a quick pace," he told her.

Minnie nodded. "Yeah, but try speaking the lyrics slowly first and then increase the speed. That way your pronunciation will be clearer and you won't stumble over your words."

[THE PATIENCE]

[the way she's also explaining it to him so softly]

[as if he was delicate keramic]

[what a comparison, wow...]

With a grin, Dino turned towards the camera, "Everyone," his arm was thrown over the petite shoulders of the '97 Liner. "I have the best English teacher." 

[AWWWWW STOP]

Getting a shy giggle out of her and a smack towards his chest, making him chuckle.

-

After his somewhat decent acrostic poem to UNESCO, Dino called out for the girl as she walked past the cameraman's back. Without having to be asked twice, Minnie showed up right next to the younger member.

"We're filming for UNESCO right now and we'll be in Paris in a few days, right?"

"Mm," the female performer nodded with a grin, the strong wind blowing through her hair, making her squint her eyes and tighten the colourful jacket around her body.

"Are you excited?"

"Of course," she smiled, "I can't wait to finally be in France with almost all of the members."

Dino nodded along with her answer. "Should we learn a little bit of French? Can you teach me something?"

[he really wants her to teach him, stoooop]

[omg imagine if he just started learning french from her]

[he'd be unstoppable]

Minnie chuckled, "What do you want to say?"

The maknae looked around the open field for a second as he thought to himself, the girls' eyes never leaving his form. He turned back towards her. "Something like 'thank you for your support'."

"Merci pour votre soutien."

[fuck, she's so hot]

"W-What?" Dino just glanced at her dumbfounded, taken aback by her quick answer, not remembering a single syllable that just dropped from her mouth. "What did you just say?"

[same dino, same]

Minnie couldn't help but laugh out loud at his reaction, stumbling back a few steps. Her cheerful sounds must've caught the attention of Wonwoo as he suddenly showed up next to her, bringing the girl into the middle of the two male members.

[and oop, there we go, the next dinonara appeared]

"'Thank you for your support' is 'merci pour votre soutien'"

"Ok," the youngest nodded slowly, "Merci-"

"Hm," Minnie supported him with a smile, "pour."

"Pour."

"Votre."

"V- Votre."

"Soutien. Sou-"

"Sou."

"Tien."

"Tien. Soutien?"

"Exactly," she nodded proudly.

[SHE'S SO PROUD OF HIM]

[LOOK AT HER SMILE]

[AW MINNIEEEEEE]

"Merci pour-" Dino stopped himself before continuing, glancing at her with squinted eyes as he tried to remember the correct pronunciation.

"Votre soutien," Wonwoo suddenly spoke up. "Merci pour votre soutien."

[HUIDHNIFJBHUZDGBP]

[I ACTUALLY JUST THREW MY PHONE AGAINST THE WALL]

[THIS MAN JUST DROPPED THIS SO EASILY]

[WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK]

[just when we thought he couldn't get hotter...]

With a shocked facial expression, the maknae looked at the '96 Liner. He pointed at him, "Who on earth do you know how to say it so perfectly?" 

[RIGHT?!]

[i mean i'm no french expert but that sounded pretty freaking good]

[also: if you have minnie as a teacher, you're gonna learn well either way]

Getting the rapper's signature deep laugh in return.

"I already taught him," Minnie chuckled, looking back at the other member as he caught himself again, a small smile still on his lips.

[this is a minnie x dino video, so could you quit acting like the cutest freaking lovebirds, my god]

[:)]

"Aaah, ok ok," the '99 Liner smiled along with the older duo. "Ok, so... Merci pour... votre... and then?"

"Soutien."

"Soutien is support?"

Minnie nodded.

"Merci pour votre soutien," Dino repeated her phrase slowly, looking straight at the French speaker of the group, whose eyes went wide in pride.

"Yes!" The girl clapped her hands, Wonwoo joining her.

[#proud #oursonisagenius]

The youngest turned towards the camera. "Carats, merci pour votre soutien."

"Well done," she patted his back, the proud grin not leaving her face.

[i could actually cry from the way she looks at him]

-

[Relay Pick] BALANCE GAME with SEVENTEEN ┃Performance Team

[teacher minnie strikes again]

[but yk, sometimes you gotta teach 'em about life]

The next two scenarios were presented to the unit.

"Peeling perilla leaves or peeling shrimps," Hoshi read out loud. Minnie's head popped out from behind his shoulder, trying to get a look at the screen ahead of them.

Dino, who was standing right behind her shook his head, "I don't really know this."

"Really?" The female member whipped her head around, looking up into the wide eyes of the maknae. "You never heard of that?" But he just shook his head. 

"Do you know this?" He asked her, to which she nodded.

"Of course, it was a big debate."

Jun, who was just as lost as the youngest of the group, had walked up to the screen, disappearing out of the camera's view.

"Look, it's like this, Jun," the performance unit leader started explaining. He took a step back, urging the others to do the same to create more space between them as he started.

"But why must it be perilla leaves?" Dino suddenly wondered, getting a chuckle out of the female member and making her turn around to describe the situation to him.

"Perilla leaves get easily stuck together, that's why they chose it."

He nodded along, "Aaah, ok ok."

[just accepting everything she tells him]

[i love them]

Mingyu's sudden voice surprised the duo that was deep into their own conversation.

"You're seriously so old fashioned," the '97 Liner commented, "it's a famous topic nowadays-"

"But that just means that he doesn't get jealous easily, that's good," Minnie fought back to the man she shared an apartment with.

[oh- there we go again hahahahaha]

"But he's part of the MZ generation, come on."

"No," a gentle pout formed on her lips as she took a small step back to place a hand on Dino's upper arm, "He's not the jealous type, it's a good thing. Old fashioned isn't bad anyways."

[THE WAY SHE DEFENDS HIM SO HARD]

With a smirk, the youngest turned towards his older sister. "But that means that you're really jealous, right? You know a lot about this topic."

[AND HE THROWS HER UNDER THE BUS JUST LIKE THAT]

[wow dino...]

[she got called out fr]

Minnie's expression changed when she glanced up at him with an open mouth, surprised by his statement. Hoshi moved to the side to take a look at the duo, chuckling at the situation when laughter in the background could also be heard, followed by Minghao and Jun who joined in.

"No!" The girl defended herself quickly, shoving him away from her. "I'm just... I'm into popular stuff at the moment, so I know about discussions like this."

[MH, sure...]

"No, noona. You just admitted that if you know about this, you're a person that gets easily jealous-"

"Alright, but it's not a good thing!" She quickly gave in, getting another round of laughter from the members in front of and behind the camera.

[this is were the real sibling energy is coming through]

[why would he call her out like that in front of the camera hahahaha]

"But how can it be considered normal for a friend to do things like that with your partner?" She whined out loud.

"Well," Hoshi answered her, "It depends on how good their relationship is, I guess."

"It's TOO GOOD if my friend does these things!" 

[ngl... i feel a very deep and desperate need to see jealous minnie]

[pls]

[i NEED it]

A soft hit on her shoulder made her chuckle. Turning to the side, she found the youngest leaning into her, his laughter ringing through her ears.

"It's okay, noona." Infecting her with his joy.

[YEAH, CALL HER OUT FOR BEING JEALOUS BUT THEN TELL HER IT'S OKAY]

[little siblings, istg...]

"I'm okay with peeling shrimps," the leader made his final decision, "but the perilla leaf one is weird." He stepped to the side to leave a stunned Minnie in the middle - Dino, with a matching facial expression, right behind her.

"What?"

"Why?"

"Amazing..." Minghao added to the shock.

[they were NOT having it]

[but i get it bc same]

"Peeling it by hands like this," the maknae imitated the action of peeling a shrimp to the rest of the group.

"That's so much worse!" The girl agreed with him. "You take your time to peel it... only to then give it to the partner of your best friend?!" She turned to Hoshi. "That's not okay."

[SHE GETS IT]

"I agree," Dino nodded, linking his arm with hers as he dragged her in the opposite direction in which their leader had gone.

[dino went from not knowing anything about this topic to agreeing with his noona]

[gotta love them]

-

[GOING SEVENTEEN] COMEBACK SPECIAL: God of Light Music #1

[i'm so obsessed with every pi cheolin x minnie/a minnie character interaction]

[why do her characters literally ALWAYS have beef with him HAHAHA]

[but i think that might need to be a seperate video ngl]

[anyways, the following few scenes have still made it into this video just bc i love them so much]

"And I've also been working with a lyricist recently," Woozi explained to the man in front of him.

"Ooh," Pi Cheolin sat up straighter, "Who is this new lyricist?"

"Her name is Minnie, but she sometimes goes by Minhee."

"Minhee?" The man's face scrunched up in almost disgust. "I don't like that name." 

['i don't like her name' when it's literally her government name😭]

Getting a chuckle out of Woozi that he couldn't hold back. "Where's she from?"

"She's from abroad. Europe," the '96 Liner continued. "Young and very talented."

"I see..." Dino, deep into his character, glanced around the room. "Then she must be really good in English, right?"

Woozi nodded, "Yeah, she lived in England before. She writes a lot of her lyrics in English, actually. And I, ehm-" he cleared his throat. "I actually asked her to accompany me here today to this meeting, I hope that's okay."

"Oh, of course, of course!" Pi Cheolin raised his arms up into the air. "The more, the better!"

The producer nodded with a smile, "Good, good. She should be here any second, I think." Just right after he had said that, a knock shook through the door.

"Come in!" Pi Cheolin shouted out. 

Only a second later, the door opened to reveal the face of the girl they had just mentioned, peaking in to look around. Her eyes held still on Woozi's form, but before she could say anything, the man in the hat shot up from the chair.

"Minnie! You must be Minnie!" With a hard push, he jumped up onto his feet, his chair hitting the wooden shelves behind him before rushing over to the female member. 

[bruh HAHAHA]

"What a beautiful young lady!" 

[he's too good in this role, i love him]

Without warning, he grabbed her by her upper arms and pulled her in, letting first their right cheeks touch, then the left ones. Each time, he added an overly dramatic kissing sound.

[STOP]

"O- Oh- ok-," Minnie looked at him taken aback as soon as they were face to face again.

[so this was definitely not scripted, i guess]

[HAHAHAHAHA]

Pi Cheolin smiled brightly at her. "That's how you greet people in Europe, right?"

"I- sure? I guess?" She just shrugged.

[her new personality: europe]

Harsher than needed, the man patted her arms, making her almost wince.

[i can't] 

"I'm glad to finally meet you!" Without looking at her again, he turned back around to go to his seat. "Please, take a seat! I heard so much about you."

Minnie directed her eyes towards Woozi as she claimed the chair right next to him, raising her eyebrows to ask him 'Really?"

He shrugged, "I only just started telling him about you. I don't know what he's talking about."

With a slow and unsure nod, she sat down.

[they're too good]

-

"I have to be honest with you, Minnie," Pi Cheolin suddenly turned seriously after the three had just negotiated the producer-writer duo to join his agency.

"Ok..." the girl carefully answered, fiddling with her fingers in her lap.

With his teeth tightly pressed together, he hissed in a breath. "Minhee. Your other name."

"My legal name, yes."

"We have to change it." He simply stated.

"What?" Minnie stopped with every little action she was previously doing, glancing over at the man. "But that's my real name. My grandma gave me-"

"We need to change it," he interrupted her, making her send an unamused look right into the camera. 

[he really don't give a fuck about the grandma huh?]

For a second the room fell into complete silence. Pi Cheolin had a finger on his chin, looking like he was deep in his thoughts. "What about..." he spoke before stopping for a bit again. "Minstar!" He shouted out, surprising both members, making them cover their mouths as chuckles escaped their lips.

[HOW IS HE NOT DYING FROM LAUGHING]

[MINSTAR?! HOW DO YOU EVEN COME UP WITH THAT SHIT]

"Minstar?" The girl wondered.

The man nodded. "Yeah. 'Min', from Minnie. And 'star' because you are A STAR!" The sudden change to English was all it took for another round of quiet chuckles to fill the room.

[he's so random for what]

After not getting an answer in return, with Woozi covering his face with one hand and Minnie turned around towards the wall, trying to calm down her laughter, Pi Cheolin continued.

With his arms opened wide and a big grin plastered on his face, he stared at the two. "Do you love it or do you love it?"

The girl just sent him a thumbs-up.

[i just KNOW i could never hold it together in front of the camera]

[i know, out of all the members minnie falls out of character the most, but i would be so much worse omg]

[how could you not if you have someone in front of you playing this old man just a little too well for it not to be real?!]

-

As soon as the three walked into the recording studio, where Wonwoo, Jeonghan and Dokyeom aka Leo, Charles and Seokmin, Minnie was holding her hand up to cover her mouth, unable to keep any grins hidden as soon as her eyes fell on her fellow members.

[she was having a hard time keeping it together for literally the entire episode]

[but who could blame her]

They stood up to greet the CEO, producer and lyricist.

"Have you seen these guys before?" Pi Cheolin asked, pointing at the trio in front of them.

Minnie and Woozi shook their head. "We've never met them before," the '96 Liner answered for both of them as the female member was busy wiping away the tears that had fallen from her eyes due to her laughter.

"Oh, is that right?" The man exclaimed. "Then I'll introduce you-" As soon as he turned to the girl, who was crouched over, he stopped. "Are you okay? What's so funny?" 

She was quick to catch herself, standing up straight again, "Nothing. Nothing. I'm okay."

With a slight squint, Pi Cheolin glared at her. "Lyricists need to be a bit more serious, I think."

[oh okay]

"I'll try my best," she promised him.

"Well then, let me introduce you to the best singers in the industry! Say hello, starting with you," he pointed at the '95 Liner, who revealed his age and name, followed by Wonwoo until they landed on Dokyeom.

But instead of talking to them, the '97 Liner started moving around, showing them a variety of what could only be described as 'tiktok moves from 2019'. Minnie couldn't hold it again and gave in as she turned to the side slightly, trying to ignore her fellow member in front of her. Pi Cheolin was having none of that.

"No, no," he grabbed her shoulders and turned her back around. "It's rude not to look at people when they introduce themselves." The girl just nodded.

[PLS LET THIS GIRL LIVE IN PEACE]

After a few more seconds, the CEO took the word again. "Your name... what's your name?"

"Seokminie," Dokyeom answered him.

"Oh, Seokminie?" Pi Cheolin's eyes widened. He surprised the girl with a slap on the back. 

[why is he like this]

"See! Another reason why you have to change your name." But she just continued to stare at him. "So people don't confuse you two!" Pointing between the '97 Liners.

"So they don't confuse us?"

[...]

"Yes! Look at you two. You could be twins. Both young. Both attractive." 

[DINO😭]

No comment was made to his statement as everyone was trying to hold in their giggles. Minnie shook her head.

After a few more jokes back and forth, including Seokmin shouting into their ears and bursting their eardrums, everyone had sat down.

"So!" Pi Cheolin suddenly stood up again. "Now, I'll introduce my trusted people right here." He placed both of his hands on the female member's shoulders, making her tense up slightly, which he noticed right away.

"Aah, don't be so tense, Minstar," he started massaging her shoulders, clearly not in a comforting way though as her face scrunched up and she tried to free herself from his grasp. 

[MINSTAR]

[he's really going through with it]

After a few seconds, he stopped, only to squish her face in between his hands. "This is Minnie. We call her Minstar because she is A STAR!" His hands started moving around, squishing her cheeks a slight bit more. "

[minnie is so much stronger than i am bc i would actually beat him up as soon as the cameras go down, but i just know she lets him do this bc he's dino and she loves him]

[bc imagine if this was seungkwan]

I mean look at her." The room went quiet. "Look at her beauty. Her talent. You can smell her intelligence." Another moment of silence washed over the group after he took a big and loud sniff. 

[JUST WHY]

"I see, you agree with me." He freed her again, making her touch her own cheeks again and frown at the camera.

"Let's move on to Woozi, the genius producer!"

-

[GOING SEVENTEEN] Don't Lie III #1

[something about dino in this episode was just so pure and cute]

The members cleaned up nicely. Each one of them was wearing a personalised, colour-coded outfit for the filming of the third part of their Don't Lie series. Minnie was sharing the couch with Minghao, Seungkwan and Jeonghan, sitting between the '95 and '98 Liner.

After going through the casualties and flaming Mingyu along the way, the group decided to let Dino be the first in the starting round of the Lie Detector test.

He got down to the floor, to sit right in front of the coffee table with the machine on top of it. After securing his hand with the velcro seal, one of the producers behind the camera started to explain the rules.

"After detecting your heart rate, when you're asked a question, press the button and answer-" 

The members listened attentively, some nodding along to her words, but the maknae seemed as lost as he possibly could be. Dino looked to his left, making the girl chuckle as she could practically see the wheels in his head turning.

"How?" He suddenly asked, his eyes wide in lostness. 

[THE CONFUSION]

[oh dino]

The group couldn't hold back laughing at his reaction.

Not even a second later, Minnie was already up on her feet, Jeonghan's hand on her back, dropping down to his side. 

[she literally only smiled before she SHOT UP to get to him]

[the older sister instincts KICKED IN]

[also: pretty sure jeonghan kinda like pushed her forward bc he saw his baby in need]

She walked over to him and crouched down on the floor, her knees hitting the carpet as she tried to explain it again in simpler terms. But his eyes told her everything she needed to know - he still had no idea what to do. It just made her chuckle even more.

[minnie pls he just needs your help]

[pls help him]

"I'll do it for you. I'll activate it," Minnie placed a hand on his shoulder while her other one was on top of the coffee table, close to the lie detector. All Dino now had to do was listen to the question and answer truthfully.

-

"Noona!"

The female member whipped her head around at the sound of the youngest's voice. An awaiting smile was already plastered on her face.

With quick but short steps, Dino was right in front of her within a second.

"Is there a pharmacist?" He wondered in a hushed tone.

[i love how she was the first person he thought of to ask]

With scrunched eyebrows, clearly confused by the random question, the girl looked at him.

"What?"

"Is there a pharmacist in the game?"

"A pharmacist? Like... someone that works in a pharmacy?" She repeated his words, still unsure if she had understood him correctly. After getting a nod from the maknae, she spoke up again. "Why?"

Dino quickly glanced at his left and right, before leaning into her just a little bit closer and lowering his voice. "Jeonghan said he's the pharmacist," he explained, "I didn't even know there was such a role."

[well ngl i wouldn't believe anything that comes from jeonghan's mouth after being with him in the same group for this long of a time]

[the trust issues i have with this man are unreal]

"Aaah," Minnie nodded, almost unable to hold back her chuckle. After having dealt with the older's mischief for far too long, and getting involved in it for just as long, she immediately saw right through the lie.

You could see her eyes looking around the room as she debated her next statement - she could play into it, or she could tell him the truth.

But with those boba eyes looking right at her, she only had one option.

"No," she shook her head with a grin. "He's just joking with you. There's no pharmacist role."

[BUT DINO AND MINNIE, TRUST ISSUES?! NEVER]

"Really? Are you sure?"

Minnie nodded.

"But he keeps on collecting little pieces of paper that he finds," Dino imitated the size of the mentioned paper slips.

"I don't know... maybe he wrote them earlier? He was writing something before we started filming." The female member dropped the truth, making the youngest look at her with an open mouth.

[she even reveals jeonghan's secrets to dino, like what]

"Aaah... wow..." he shook his head. "He's really passionate about this game."

[he IS REALLY passionate about that game]

[but so is everyone else of you, sooo...]

The female member laughed as she agreed with him by nodding again.

-

[GOING SEVENTEEN] Runner-Up Sports Day #2

Part of the members were standing in a line, waiting for the next instructions during their filming. Vernon was holding the ball they'd be using for the dodgeball match that was coming up. It was fairly windy, but Minnie had found out the Mingyu was a good wind blocker, explaining why she was standing to his left. 

[the gose producer's caption 'the great wall of mingyu' was perfect]

Dino was next to her, on her other side.

The group had fallen into a comfortable conversation, forgetting about the multiple cameras on them for just a few minutes.

After finding out that the only members to know about 'Shaun the Sheep' were Vernon and Minnie, Dokyeom had another question,

"Who knows 'Fairly Odd Parents?"

The youngest member of the hip-hop unit turned to the '97 Liner, continuing to subconsciously play with the ball in his hand.

"Ah, the Nickelodean cartoon?"

Dokyeom confirmed his wonder.

Minnie was fixing her hair when the maknae spoke up after a chuckle fell from his lips,

"My nickname in elementary school was Jimmy Neutron." The girl next to him fell into a fit of giggles, her head falling back as she was surprised and most definitely amused by the sudden comment. "My head was so big back then," Dino continued to explain.

[AWWWWW]

With a pout, the female member reached out to touch his arm, leaning forward to rest her forehead on his shoulder, hiding her amusement.

[she adores this man so much]

Without even thinking twice, Mingyu opened his mouth, "It still is." Followed by a chuckle.

[PLS]

[MINGYU]

[no filter]

Minnie's head immediately shot up. Her eyes wide, but her lips pressed together, trying to keep the corner of her lips from curling. She turned to her side and got a groan from her fellow '97 Liner in return as his hand flew up to where she had just smacked him on the chest.

[go off big sister minnie!]

[getting ready for defence]

With a sarcastic unamused facial expression, Dino commented on his statement. "You say such nice things." To which the girl was quick to turn to him, 

"Awww," she laughed out and let her hand come up to cup his cheek, leaning onto his shoulder once again.

[PURE ADORATION]

-

In the Soop 1 Ep. 2

[what i want to say:]

[i am very sorry to end this video with this in the soop moment]

[BUT]

[it's literally probably my all time favourite minnie x dino moment, EVER]

[we see them always acting all sweet and loving and just caring for each other]

[but this... this was so much than that]

[and i still cry whenever i watch it]

All of the members left to do their individual things. Some had started getting ready for bed. Others were already sleeping. A few had gone into the kitchen for snacks. The only ones left outside were Dino and Minnie. As it was starting to get colder, Minnie had thrown a blanket around her body, while the maknae had chosen a jacket to keep him warm. The girl had started to collect some of the trash left behind by the other guys and put together the empty bottles of alcohol, so they'd have it easier to throw away.

It was quiet. The only sounds filling the open outdoors were coming from the river from a distance and the crickets and other insects that you'd find close to the woods.

Dino's eyes were trained on the female member, following her every movement. 

[i don't know what it is, but dino just gazing at her is something that hits me so hard]

[like, a lot of the members look at minnie in a specific way, but dino... it's very special]

[again: pure adoration]

He stayed quiet, feeling just a bit sorry that he wasn't helping her, but the sudden rush of tiredness had surprised him - Minnie knew that and wouldn't comment on it.

Then the maknae suddenly broke the comfortable silence, "I'm really proud of you, noona."

[LITERALLY STARTED TEARING UP ALREADY]

The girl stopped in her tracks. She lifted her head to meet his gaze. "What?" She chuckled. "All of a sudden?"

"No," he shook his head almost shyly, immediately crossing his arms in front of his chest. "I've been wanting to tell you things like that, but... I've never found the right time."

The female member stopped her actions, taking a seat in the chair that Seungkwan had previously occupied. 

[notice how she literally dropped everything and just sat down to listen?]

"Well..." she took a deep breath, "Do you think now is the right time? Do you want to talk to me?"

"I always want to talk to you, but...," Dino admitted, looking down at his hands before up at the older member again. "I don't really know... how to say it well."

"You can always talk to me. I'm always all ears for you, you know that," Minnie reached out to get a hold of the glass of water one of the members had left for her.

[first tears started falling]

"I know- Of course, I know." The maknae gulped. "But I really am proud of you."

The girl's eyebrows shot up as she tried to fight a pout. "Thank you, I'm really proud of you too."

Dino nodded. "You've been working so hard, so I... I just wanted to tell you that. Especially this year, you've been working a lot- I mean, you've always been working very hard with writing lyrics and helping Woozi... and also doing photoshoots and promoting Seventeen so well."

"Thank you, Channie," she smiled at her younger member who had been trying to avoid her gaze. 

[something about her using his real name seems so special]

[i mean, maybe it was the alcohol]

[but also maybe not]

She continued, "But you should be really proud of yourself too. You've been doing a lot for not only the group but also for yourself. You've grown a lot over the past few years. You can be very proud of that."

Dino's eyes were fixed on nothing specific as he just glanced into the dark emptiness to his right.

"Do-" he suddenly started again. Minnie was still waiting patiently for him to speak, a soft smile plastered on her face as she couldn't take her eyes off the maknae. "Do you ever feel like you've missed out on something?"

She scrunched her eyebrows, "What do you mean with 'something'?"

He took a deep breath, brushing his hands over his thighs as he looked down. "That's something I've always wanted to ask you... but I was never sure if... if you wanted to talk about it." He took another second to let the question fall from his lips. "...Do... you ever feel... like you've missed out on something because you're in a group with us?"

"Because you're guys?" She wondered.

The maknae nodded. "I've been wondering about that for a long time I think, but especially now... and... after our contract renewal- I don't know-" he shook his head slightly. "I just... I was asking myself that. And if... like- do you ever think about how you're life as an idol in a girl group would've been?"

[HE WAS WORRIED ABOUT HER FOR SUCH A LONG TIME]

[AND NOW HE'S ASKING HER ABOUT THIS]

[bc of the contract renewal]

[makes me kinda think what if he was scared that she wouldn't want to renew it bc of that exact reason]

[brb gotta dry my tears]

A nearly sad chuckle tumbled from Minnie's lips as she looked at the younger member in front of her. "Why are you wondering about that?" Sounding almost concerned.

[fr don't make us cry like that]

Dino shrugged. "I was always wondering about you... and the group... but... when the contract renewal became a topic... I... almost started to feel bad, I think." Minnie decided to stay quiet to let him continue and give him as much time as he needed. "I was thinking about if...if we were maybe taking something from you... or... just in general... if you feel pressured into resigning maybe for some reason."

[...]

[...]

[...]

[WE DO NOT DESERVE THIS MAN]

"Ah..." Minnie sighed, looking down at her own hands, "Why are you worrying so much, Dino?" As soon as she looked up again, the camera, as well as the youngest, caught her glassy eyes. She didn't get an answer from him in return as he just continued to look at her.

"I..." she started quietly, her right hand brushing through her hair as she looked up at the sky and gulped. "I definitely- during the contract negotiations, thought a lot about the future and... also, of course, the past and... everything that has happened and what we've been through and... also how my mindset used to be in the beginning, you know? Because it changed a lot."

"What do you mean?"

"I... I- like you asked about me missing out on something. I never felt like that. I never thought that I was missing out on... for example, being in a girl group. Because... all of you make me so so happy. And... I know that every single member is, like- I know that all of your guys' kindness and support, and... just everything about you... I couldn't ask for anything more, because... it's so much more than I could've ever imagined already. And so much better and... I don't deserve any-"

"No no, stop," he was quick to interrupt her. "You deserve everything, noona. You deserve so much more."

[i don't want to interrupt this beautiful moment but yes, I'm crying]

"No, stop!" She chuckled.

"You really deserve this."

"Well, you do too!"

"But you're doubting yourself right now!" He argued back with a sad smile.

Minnie stopped him with a wave of her hand. "No, no, I'm not, don't worry. I mean... I don't know who even in this world would deserve a group as wonderful as Seventeen, you know?"

[facts]

"You do, noona."

[BUT EVEN MORE FACTS]

"Ah, stop, you're gonna make me cry!" 

[you and me both sis]

The female member chuckled as she covered her sight with one hand before trying to wipe away the tears that had gathered in the corner of her eyes.

"No, don't! Please don't" Dino giggled along with her trying to find a napkin he could hand her. After his eyes landed on one clean one, he reached out with it for her to grab. Minnie thanked him.

"There were definitely times where... I doubted if I should be in a group like this, you know?" 

[NO MINNIE DON'T DO THIS TO MY HEART]

She continued, and the maknae nodded while listening attentively. "Especially shortly after our debut... and during our trainee years," she cleared her throat, sitting up just a bit straighter. "None of the members have ever made me feel... like... I'm not a part of the group. You've always made me feel very included and... accepted... and just... never made me feel different, but... just... my own mindset and a lot of other things, you know? It sometimes told me that... I'm not- I'm not supposed to be here. That it's supposed to be only you guys-"

"But without you, something would definitely be missing."

"Thank you," she whispered, feeling the tears pool up again. "But I've learned not to listen to that and... just enjoy the time that we have right now. And... that made me realise that there is nothing better I could ever ask for. During our trainee days, I- I've definitely felt a bit lonely at times, of course, because... I was also growing into an adult, and that's a hard time already. But... I'm just so thankful for all of you... that's why I renewed it. I definitely didn't feel pressured by anything. I just... I couldn't imagine what else I would be doing, you know? I love you all so much, and I'm so thankful... I just want to hold onto every single member for as long as I can."

By the end of Minnie's speech, Dino's eyes had also turned slightly more glassy than before, but he continued to nod along to every word she spoke.

[seeing him like this in front of her is actually breaking my heart]

"During our trainee days, I don't think I thought much about it, but as I'm getting older, I started to realise that some times must've been very lonely for you. And I couldn't help but to feel sorry about that. Because... I don't want you to ever feel lonely. We all appreciate you so much and we hope that you can see and feel that... we really do. But when I was younger, all I thought was that it was weird but cool to have so many older brothers and one older sister because I never had that. And then... especially to have you as a sister... someone I know I can always rely on and ask for help and who I know will support me... but getting older, I just had to start thinking about what this all must be like for you. And that it must be very- ah, noona!"

And this point, there were already too many tears to count that were running down Minnie's face. She chuckled at the youngest's reaction, trying to pat away the stains on her cheeks, the silence of the night now also filled with her sobs.

"I didn't want you to cry, I'm sorry," the maknae spoke gently as he stood up, quickly wiping away his own tears that had started to fall before he pushed one of the chairs as close as possible to her. After taking a seat, he was quick to wrap his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into a comforting side hug.

"I just wanted to talk to you about this because I was thinking about it and I noticed that you're never complaining about it and have never said anything about this."

[i will stop interrupting now bc i don't even know what to say anymore]

[i love them so much]

[both of them deserve the world]

"Dino..."

"What?" He chuckled at her sigh.

"You've grown so much. You shouldn't be worrying about me or us in general like that," the tears were still running down her cheeks, but she was able to speak normally.

The maknae shook his head, "Don't say that. We all worry about each other."

"Yeah, but," she snuffled, "You're our maknae..." and looked up at him as his grip around her softened. "You haven't acted like a maknae since... I don't even know... since never. And... it's kind of... really hard to watch you grow up so quickly because... it's okay if you want to act like the maknae. You can act like a maknae! It's okay. That's what we expect from you. To see you all grown up like this and think so much about worries that shouldn't even cross your mind is really scary..."

Now it was Dino's time to look up, trying to blink away his tears. Minnie took his hand into her grasp with a sad smile.

"Please don't think that you have to grow up quickly. I feel like you couldn't even enjoy your youth much because you became a trainee so young-"

"You became a trainee at 13 too," the youngest told her with a somewhat chuckle.

Minnie nodded with a smile, "Yeah, but I was almost an adult when we debuted. You weren't. And... I feel like that may have made you want to grow up quicker than we wanted you to." She reached out to touch his cheek, running her thumb over the fresh tears that had escaped his eyes. "Please don't worry about us so much. Focus on your youth and enjoy it. And be a maknae at times. Don't be so mature, you're gonna make me sad to see you grow up!" Her scolding made both of them laugh and lean into each other.

"But-" Dino cleared his throat, "I feel like you never talk about your struggle and that worries me. I can't help but worry. You're a special person in the group. Of course, I'm gonna worry about my older sister."

"But you shouldn't," she patted his hand again. "I... I sometimes do talk to... Coups-oppa, especially. But you know... everyone has their own worries, so I don't want to hurt anyone with my worries even more."

"I know..." the maknae copied her soft tone.

"It's hard sometimes, but... yeah... everyone is struggling a little bit differently, but we all learn how to deal with it. And... we know that we can always rely on each other."

Dino nodded again. "And I just wanted you to know that you can always also rely on me."

"I know," Minnie told him in a whisper, another round of tears already making their way down her cheeks again. "But don't worry," She took a deep breath, "A lot of happy things have happened recently, so... I'm very happy as well." And smiled shyly, making the maknae copy her expression.

"I'm really happy for you." His whisper hit her ears oh so softly.

"Thank you." With a big smile, she wrapped her arms around the muscular frame of the '99 Liner. "Just remember that you'll always be our maknae. You're not the oldest here, so don't feel pressured to act like it."

"I know," he buried his face deeper into her neck. "You're a very important part of the group. And also to me. I mean it... I don't know what I would do without you, noona. I really love you."

"I love you too, Channie," she tightened the hug, noticing him doing the same, making her smile. After they released each other again, the female member took another look at the maknae. 

"And you can always talk to me. You don't have to wait for a good moment or something like that. If you need to talk to me, I will listen. Doesn't matter when or where."

Dino decided to just nod, scared of the lump in his throat that was about to appear again.

[they both have been through literally so much individually]

[i'm so glad they found towards each other]

[if none of the moments from before convinced you that they need each other, i hope this one did]

[i really hope that they will be forever happy and healthy]

[also:]

[i'm actually convinced that finding someone that cares about me as much as minnie and dino care about each other would heal me from inside out]

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[jinnie-ret]

Hey can I request a fluffy comfort gif where y/n has period cramps and stays to work from home and is kind of in a bad mood so when Hyunjin comes home early from (idk doing Versace ambassador stuff lol) and he tells her he isn’t feeling well and he’s got a stomachache too, she gets annoyed and thinks he’s just teasing. But later on she realizes he’s actually sick and being serious and she feels bad and takes care of him 🎀🤭

under the weather

hyunjin x reader

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genre: fluff, teeny tiny angst

content warnings: none

summary: you think hyunjin is teasing you as normal when you're on your period, but turns out he's not feeling too great himself.

My first gif imagine! Hope you enjoy!

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You were used to his teasing, even when you were in a bad mood like this. Cramps, a raging headache and not enough food to satiate your cravings. Of course he always made sure you were okay too, which was why you were surprised by his quiet mood, especially since he has just come back from his recent Versace trip. You had seen plenty of posts on social media and it made you miss him even more. Why wasn't he his normal excited self?

"Hi love, I missed you," you clung onto him as he entered your apartment, looking more tired than usual.

"Mmm, yeha, missed you too," Hyunjin sighed as he walked in, automatically collapsing on the sofa.

"Wow, what a great welcome back," you roll your eyes, unable to help your bad mood from returning as you sat next to him.

"Sorry, I did miss you, I saw your texts as well, I know you've not been feeling great," he sat up slowly, stroking your hair.

"Cramps have been extra bad," you groan, leaning into him.

"I know how you feel," he groaned, leaning against you, staring off at the wall after taking a glance at you.

"Don't tease this time, they've actually been so bad," you playfully whack his stomach, but he hunches over and groans.

"Stop messing around, Jinnie," you whine.

"I'm not, got such a bad stomachache, must have been bad plane food," he hunched over again.

That's when you realise he wasn't joking around this time, it should have been obvious from his mood, you thought.

"Oh, love, I'm sorry I thought you were messing," you sighed, sitting up and wrapping an arm around him and rubbing soothing circles into his back.

"No, not this time darling," he groaned again.

"Let me get you what normally helps me," you pouted as you wiped away his small tears of pain.

You got up and grabbed two hot water bottles, slowly moving around and pouring boiling water into them, as well as two mugs of tea. First you brought over the bottles and gave him one, gently pressing it against his stomach. He immediately let out a sigh in response, seeming to relax a bit.

"Here, have some tea, take these too," you put down your mugs of tea on the table, just as you handed him some paracetamol.

"Thank you Y/Nnie, I know you're not feeling too good either," he took the tablets, curling up on the sofa.

"It's ok, you know what though, I think we'd both be comfier in bed right now, yeah?" you pushed back his hair as you planted a kiss on his forehead.

He nodded and slowly sat up, carrying the mugs as you held the hot water bottles and rested your hand on his back.

"What are we gonna do, hey? We're both gonna be like potatoes laying around in bed," you lightly laughed, the roles now reversed as you carded your hand through his hair as he cuddled up to you, head rested on your chest.

"I'll just be a potato forever then if I get to lay here forever with you," he murmured lightly, pressing a kiss to your knuckles of your other hand.

"Do you always get sentimental when you're under the weather?" you teased him now, your cramps easing ever so slightly.

"Sshhh, you, I'm unwell, you need to take care of me," he looked up at you with pouty lips.

"I will, love don't you worry," you pecked him on the lips, smiles prominent on both of your faces as you relaxed in the comfort of each other.

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[elliespassagerprincess]

I’d love if you can do window by spill tab she’s so underrated I just love your style so much

Window - (ellie williams x reader)

hi anon! I didn't even know who she was until you requested it! And you're right she is so underrated???? I've been obsessed with this song for a while now lmao... I hope you enjoy it <3

This story is based off the song Window by spill tab, if you can please listen to the song as you're reading <3

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

requests are always open feel free to leave one and I'll take it from there:)

Warnings: reader being called annoying and pathetic and Ellie being a bitch

Summary: In which Ellie Williams made a big mistake

Authors note: maybe I should start posting twice a day??? Because I have so many requests lmao. Remember you are loved and to always be kind

I get used to ignoring

Closing the door and

Opening yours since

You've been clueless and honest

I wouldn't know the

First thing to say to you when you're here

"I love you" the text you sent Ellie read.

You loved her. You truly did. She was and will always be your one and only truly love.

The day you met Ellie, both of you felt an instant connection.

It started with a "hey" at a party and hours later the two of you were found stargazing and talking about anything and everything.

Your relationship with Ellie moved very quickly. Soon after meeting, you started dating and you practically lived with her.

Ellie always loved having you around, she always loved the way you ask her random questions. The way she'd find your hair all around her apartment after you'd gone home. The way you'd leave small trinkets as decorations.

Ellie loved everything about you.

But soon changed one night.

Ellie remembered coming home from work one night. She was exhausted. All Ellie wanted was some peace and quite but soon as she opened her front door she was met with your smiling face.

"Hi babe!" You said happily.

Ellie flinched as you brought her down for a hug.

Peace and quite.

That's all she wanted.

The rest of the night went down with you talking and asking her questions, and then begging her to cuddle.

Ellie looked down at your sleeping face and she realized just how fucking annoying you were.

You never gave her space.

Wherever she looked you were there. Wherever she breathed, you appeared.

All Ellie wanted was space and to be alone.

Ellie felt bad. She felt bad for finding you annoying when you have always been sweet and loving to her.

Out of all the relationships Ellie has been in, the one with you was the most special to her.

She couldn't leave you because she knew deep down she'll never find someone better than you.

Ellie tried ignoring you. Distancing herself from you. But it never worked. You'd always show up with a smile on your face asking what's wrong.

There were pieces of you everywhere in Ellie's apartment so you were never technically gone.

Ellie let out a sigh as she stared at the message you sent.

How does she reply to this?

You were always so genuine. So honest. You loved her but she doesn't feel anything for you anymore.

Should she lie and say she loved you back?

All Ellie did was reply with a heart emoji, and she switched off her phone.

You were clueless. Clueless that the love of your life didn't love you anymore. Clueless that Ellie hated you with everything within her and it made her sick being around you.

What Ellie is doing to you was sick. Staying in a relationship with someone you don't love was wrong. But Ellie didn't know how to leave.

How do you easily leave a 3 year relationship?

And Ellie didn't want to hurt your feelings.

How would she even start the conversation?

"Hey! I think you're annoying, let's break up!"

No. That would be a dick move.

At a point she couldn't get enough of you, now she couldn't stand looking at you.

I'll push away like I did like when I had you clear

It's the crux of the nature to crave what is not near

(I think I'm done)

(I think I'm done)

Having to hold your hand and keep you over the water

(I think I'm done)

(I think I'm done)

Having to hold your hand and keep you over

Ellie had a bad day.

She ran out of gas halfway to work, she spilled her coffee onto herself so she had to drive all the way home to change. She ended up being 3 hours late to work and she got into trouble. Ellie got yelled at, the printer didn't work, she missed her deadline, and she spilled coffee on herself again.

So yeah she had a shitty day.

Ellie sat in her car, with her head against the steering wheel. She let out a loud sigh.

She was so exhausted from today, that she wasn't sure that she could even get out the car.

She let out a groan when she heard her phone ring. Without checking she picked up her phone, and answered: "hello?" With an irritated tone.

"Ellie?" she heard you whimper from the other side.

She rolled her eyes.

You were fucking crying? Again?

"What happened?" she asked.

"Well I had a bad day" you started.

And Ellie lost it.

"You had a bad day? I had a worse one. You are so fucking overdramatic and annoying! Oh my God every time I hear your voice, I want to stab myself so bad "Oh Ellie I had a bad day"" she mimicked you after her rant.

"Well all of us have bad days so, shut the fuck up and grow up" she yelled.

Ellie was heavily breathing at this point. She was tired of looking after you. She was done holding your hand and being nice to you when you were a grown ass women.

She heard you sniffle on the other side of the phone.

"You can't even say anything" Ellie chuckled. "You're so fucking pathetic"

"You're being mean Els"

"I'm being honest"

A few seconds of silence filled the air before Ellie spoke again.

"Look I think we should break up, please come get your things, I'm so tired of this- of us"

"ok" was all you said before you hanged up.

Ellie felt relived. She felt free. She felt like she could think clearly again without you.

A few days later when Ellie got back from work she saw you in her apartment.

It looked empty without all your things. Her apartment didn't look like home anymore.

Ellie awkwardly, stood at the counter as she watched you pack the last box into your car.

You walked over to Ellie not saying a word, you didn't even make eye contact, as you lowered your set of keys into her hands.

Ellie watched as you turned around and walked to your car, not looking back at her.

"Hey! I'm sorry about how things ended" Ellie spoke.

She watched as you stopped and turned around to look at her. With teary eyes you gave her a smile and said "it's ok" And with that you got into your car and you drove away.

All Ellie did was hope that breaking up with you was the right thing to do.

Open up the window by my bed

Hoping you'll come crawling in like back then

Open up a window in my head

I'm hoping you'll infect me like you did back then

Did back then

I'll push away like I did when I had you clear

It's the crux of my nature to crave what is not near

Ellie opened the window and she let out a sigh as she gazed towards the stars.

She felt defeated. Tired. Angry. She felt regret. She felt empty.

Her apartment once filled with color, once filled with you, was empty.

It felt as empty as her heart did when you drove away that day.

She realized in that moment, the moment she saw the way your eyes teared, the way you said "it's ok" with smile, she knew she made a mistake.

Why would you smile with the women that broke your heart?

Ellie had hoped you'd crawl back to her. She'd hope you'd call her and tell her how much you missed her.

But you didn't.

It's been 6 months and you still had her blocked on everything.

Ellie hoped she'd see you again in public, so that she could run to you and say sorry.

But it was as if you had vanished.

They say you miss something when you've lost it and Ellie finally understands. Now that she has lost you, she realized what she had lost.

She'd never find someone so loving, so caring, so kind as you.

Ellie never hated you. She found you annoying but she soon realized that she took her stress and own problems out on you.

You didn't deserve that. You didn't deserve Ellie. You deserve someone better. Someone who could actually communicate with you.

What the two of you had was gone. And there was no what in hell that you'd be able to rekindle.

All Elle could do was look out her window and pray that maybe just maybe you'll come back.

[jillsandwhichs]

Our Future Days

Joel Miller x Reader series, Chapter 10, Convincing

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Pairing: F!Reader x Joel Miller

Summary: Joel lets you stay at his house for the night. The next morning, he convinces Maria to let you have a place in Jackson

WC: 4.2k

Type: SFW

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Entering back into Joel's home, you removed your jacket and he took it from you, hanging it up on the post in the hallway. His house felt warm, as if it were heated and still standing as though this outbreak never happened. It's very impressive how the people of Jackson have come together and worked their asses off to make this place feel like a real and progressive town-which it basically is.

It's much later in the day now. You and Joel grabbed a bite together and walked around the town, simply discussing life and how crazy it's been for the two of you. It felt really good. You got so much off of your chest and you could tell he did as well. Joel was never one to open up according to Tommy but here he is, doing just that with you. You have a feeling it's because of Ellie. That young girl really must've done a number on him and you're grateful for that.

Joel turned around as the two of you entered his kitchen, he was now facing you and leaning against the counter. You took a seat at one of the chairs aligned with the counter. "Would you like some tea? I got some through a trade the other day." "Sure, sounds nice, thank you." Joel gave you a nod and began to prepare a cup for you and for him. As he did that, you decided to ask him a question you've been (In all honesty) avoiding.

"Can I ask you something possibly sensitive?" Joel didn't reply immediately but breathed in deeply and nodded. "Ask me anything darlin'." Goodness it felt good to hear him call you such a name. It felt heart warming. "You don't have to answer, it's just that I've been analyzing the way you talk of her and I'm curious... Do you see Sarah in Ellie? Is that why you've grown to be so attached to the kid?" You hope your question isn't too far.

You watched as Joel set two tea bags in the hot mugs and chuckled. He didn't find your question to be insensitive but rather inquisitive. "I do, admittedly. They both have that hipster side to them along with their similar humor and love for certain things-like dinosaurs and being active. Warms my heart knowin' that Sarah and Ellie woulda been close friends." That warms your heart up too.

You gave him a sincere smile and nodded, completely understanding where he is coming from. "That's a really positive way of looking at it. I'm glad you met Ellie, she seems like a catch from what you've been telling me." "She sure is, she's funny and has a lotta spunk to her. Scares me sometimes knowing that as she gets older, she'll be a sassy one." You laughed. "Oh, I bet. All girls go through their sassy, edgy phase. I sure did and so did my sister Hannah."

Thinking about Hannah upsets you. You can't believe you just randomly brought her up. You miss her so much. Where could she possibly be? If you have to think realistically, she's dead and she has been for a long time. You haven't heard anything about her and it's worrisome. At the same time though, she could be alive. Maybe she escaped and found a group or has lived on her own just as you have. There are many possibilities as to where she could be and that gives you hope, even if it isn't a lot of it.

Joel tilted his head at you and had slightly pouted lips. "What's on your mind?" Joel questioned you and dipped the tea bags around in the cups. You sighed softly and said it plainly. "I just hate talking about my sister, that's all. I miss her, my parents too." Joel nodded. Oh, he very much understands. Loss ought to be his middle name. "Trust me, I understand. Not havin' Sarah around and thinkin' about those I've lost kills me on the inside. It's just best to try and not think too much 'bout it." He's right.

The sound of thunder was heard throughout the house and you quickly looked out the window. It must've started raining only seconds ago because it wasn't whilst you and Joel were out. Rain in November isn't that common, especially somewhere such as Wyoming. Joel breathed in deeply and blew out quietly. "Rain. That's good for us." He stated with a hushed down as he glanced back down at the mugs with lemon flavored tea inside of them.

"Tea is almost done, if you want, we can drink it out in the livin' room." "Fine by me." You stood up and grabbed the mug he got out for you. His had an owl engraved into it, it appeared homemade and it actually looked good. You followed behind him and sat down beside him on the cozy, comfy couch. You gazed out the window in front of you. It's dark outside, but some of the houses and establishments light up the roads that are visible in the view. It's also evident that stars are out considering you are able to see a few just from where you are sitting.

Joel grunted as he kicked his boots off and sipped his citrusy tea. You did the same and you were surprised by the fresh and vibrant taste of the drink. It tastes as though it came out of a brand new package. It's delicious. Joel glanced at you and smiled. You noticed and a faint blush was caught on your cheeks but you tried your best to play it off as if you hadn't noticed, despite you clearly noticing. "Shit, sorry." Joel snickered and looked down, focusing on his tea. You giggled. "Don't apologize."

You just feel... Gosh... Words cannot describe how you feel. This is all so new and you honestly feel more alive, more alive than you ever have. Being with Joel feels just as it did twenty years ago. He's still the same man you fell in love with. You're unsure if whether or not those feelings remain as they did then but either way, you're glad to be with him again. Plus, with all this time you have, you'll be able to figure out how you truly feel for him.

"You can stay here tonight, by the way." Joel said out of no where and somehow so casually. You turned your head to look at him. He seemed a little too normal about all of this. Did he just expect you to believe that he'd say that? Funny, because you didn't. You thought you'd have to sleep outside as always or in a guest house of sorts. "Are you sure? I don't mind leaving Jackson for the night, I can always come back tomorrow." "Quit that, this couch pulls out, you can use it for the night 'til we figure out what's goin' on tomorrow."

How sweet and thoughtful of him. That will be nice. You can't even recall the last time you slept on a real bed. Maybe back in Maine once or twice, but you've been either on the ground or in a cheap, torn up sleeping back ever since this fuckery of an apocalypse arupted. "Thanks Joel, that's kind of you. I appreciate that." "Anytime sugar." Joel murmured before sipping the last bit of his tea. Sugar? That's a new one. He's so damn Southern.

"I'll be right back, I gotta change, then I'll get ya set up for bed. Sound good?" "Take your time." You said with a friendly smile. Joel gave you a nod and trailed off to the upstairs part of his home to where you assume is his bedroom. You are all alone now, alone with your thoughts. You don't even know what to think. This is honestly a dream come true. You're with Joel after all these years and it feels as if the world has stopped and it's only you and him. You wish it were truly that way.

In a way, you feel like no time has passed. Your guy's relationship has stayed the same. He still treats you as he did all those years ago and God, it feels amazing. You didn't expect this, no, not one bit. You thought there was a chance he'd forget you or simply want nothing to do with you. You're glad those pestering & reoccurring thoughts were incorrect. Being with Joel again, especially like this, is such a blessing.

You stood up off of the couch and set your glass of tea down. It was almost gone and you'd be sure not to waste it. You aren't hungry nor very thirsty so you're able to savour it. Joel got you and him some early dinner earlier. The two of you had steak sandwiches and God, having real food was heavenly. It tasted golden. You hope soon enough you can have another real meal such as that one.

You heard the sound of stairs creaking and groaning as Joel stumbled down them. You looked down, noticing he had no shirt on. He was wearing plaid red pants that were quite baggy on him. These must be his night wear. In his hand, he was holding a water colored green shirt that looked as if it'd be huge on you. Funny enough, he brought it down for you. "Figured you might wanna sleep in somethin' that's actually comfortable. Fine with this?" He asked you. You nodded.

Joel tossed you the shirt and crossed his arms. "You can go change in the bathroom just over there, I'll get the bed out for ya." "Ok. Thank you, Joel." You leered and jogged over to the wooden, western door he pointed towards. You opened it and closed it behind you and as you did, you pressed your forehead against it. This is insane. It's almost too much. His shirt and now he's making your bed? You feel weird but in a good way. You feel adrenaline and pure excitement and it's coursing through you madly.

You stripped out of the gnarly clothes you've been wearing and threw on his T shirt which was big on you. It reminded you of when you were a little girl-your dad's shirts were your main sleeping wear. Your dad had so many and you remember loving the smell of them and just wanting to sleep in one every night. This is truly reminiscent of those times. You weren't wearing any pants, not that it mattered anyways considering the shirt goes down to your upper thighs. His T shirt and panties it is.

Exiting the bathroom, you left the door open just a bit before trotting back to the living room in which you'd be resting in for the night. Joel looked over at you and smirked but evidently attempted to hide it. "I uh, made your bed." Joel cleared his throat and stepped away. It looks very warm. There's a singular pillow with a sheet covering the not so thick mattress but it's way better than the hard ground. As for a blanket, there's a fluffy black one coating half of the bed that'll surely engulf your body whilst you sleep.

"Thank you Joel, truly. You didn't have to do any of this, I hope you know that." "I do... To be honest with ya, it's my guilty conscience and the fact I care so damn much about you." He spoke with console as he sat on the edge of the mattress. You slowly stepped over to him and took a seat right beside him. You got a whiff of his masculine scent and it made your body stiffen for a moment. The musk of this man will forever get you intoxicated.

You bit your lower lip before ultimately figuring out what to say to him. "I care about you too, a lot. I appreciate your hospitality." You smiled at him. Joel nodded and took your hand in his. The size difference was humorous even. You sighed softly as his thumb caressed your palm. "I hope you know darlin', I have always felt guilty for how I left you back in Texas." Oh. He does now? "I coulda taken you with us but I was so fuckin' worried about Sarah and my head wasn't thinkin' clearly that night... I am sorry."

You truly never cared about that because you understand. Sarah is Joel's daughter, she comes first and it was only logical to get her to safety and worry for her above anyone else, even Tommy. In reality, it did hurt you. You wish you could've stuck with him but then again, you've learned so much from being on your own and honestly, you wouldn't change how your experience has been for anyone or anything-it has been an eye opener like no other.

"Oh Joel," You spoke with solum. "I truly never held that against you, okay? I understand from the moment it happened. Sarah comes first always, okay? Even now that she's gone, she's still first." You stated. You heard Joel have a shaky breath before easing it. "You've always been empathetic." He chuckled and stood up, your hand slipping out of it. Your head went upwards to look at him. You could tell he was becoming emotional but trying hard to supress it.

Joel gandered down at you then back at the bed. "How 'bout you try and get some sleep, hmm?" Joel muttered, yawning himself which caused you to yawn too. You giggled and nodded. "Guess I should." You agreed. Joel looked outside the large paneled living room windows and saw it's still raining out. "At least it won't be completely silent." He whispered. Yeah, that's good. You hate utter silence when you're trying to sleep.

"I'll see you in the mornin', yeah?" Joel said quietly. "Sure thing." "Goodnight." "Night Joel." You waved and he gave you a soft, genuine smile before treading up the staircase to go to bed himself.

You climbed up onto the couch bed and rested your head against the puffy pillow. Your neck instantly relaxed and your back seemingly rejoiced in the feeling of comfort. You sighed softly and nestled into the position you felt the most warmth and joy in. Having an actual bed feels exotic, especially nowadays. The people of Jackson are lucky. To have a literal house plus a bed with a comforter set is a luxury during these times.

Your eyes were heavy and you could hardly keep them open. As you started to drift off into a slumber, the only thing that clouded your mind was Joel and the past day the two of you have had together.

-

The next morning was peaceful. You had woken up before Joel and got dressed in the clothes you were wearing yesterday. You made sure to bundle up considering it rained last night and it is now most likely colder outside. You made that observation when noticing the trickling frost trailing down the large white windows centered in his living room.

For once, you slept good. The comfort of the pullout bed was refreshing and you really needed it. You even dreamt for once and that was surprising. The dream had Becker in it-oh how you miss the little guy. You miss his cuddles and how annoying it would get with his repeated barking. Despite the fact that traveling with a dog made living more difficult, you would've never left him behind and you put the feller before yourself. You miss him so much.

You were quite surprised Joel hadn't awakened yet. You've been on his porch for a good ten minutes or so and you've been up half an hour. Fresh air does you good. It is chilly out. Off in the distance you can see children playing near the grass patches, running around and screaming their lungs out. It's adorable. You haven't seen children much throughout the past two decades but it's nice when you do. It gives you hope.

You haven't seen Tommy or Maria since yesterday. Maria told you she is often busy but when she has the time off, Joel said he'll discuss getting you a spot here at Jackson. You feel like you're intruding in a way but Joel insists he at least tries. If Maria decides you can't stay, you completely understand. You'll most likely leave back to the city area and find a place there, despite it's dangers.

From behind you, you heard the sound of Joel's white, wooden door opening and he was standing there, tall as ever and his face presented exhaustion. You smiled and looked him up and down. Same pants he slept in but he must've thrown a shirt on before opening the front door. "Why are you out here? It's fuckin' cold." Joel chuckled and looked around outside, admiring the view of civilization. "You're right. I just needed some fresh air." You got off of the railing and entered his house.

Joel closed the door and took your jacket off, hanging it back up. "I'll try and get you some more clothes here soon. When Ellie and I officially started stayin' here, my brother hooked us up with some stuff so I'll make sure you do too." Joel stated as he plopped down onto his couch (You made sure to put the bed away). You sat down right beside him and exhaled with a quiver. "Okay then." You nodded. That was perfectly okay with you. New clothes would be great.

"How 'bout you go get some food up at one of them diners and I'll get around to talkin' with Maria?" You nodded. Sounds like a plan to you. "I can do that." You smiled and stood up. Joel nodded back at you and retied his boots and you glanced down at him. "Maria should be at her and Tommy's place, I'll talk with her there. I'll meet you back here in an hour or so, yeah?" "Okay." Joel stood up and smirked at you. "Go fill that belly and get back to me soon, alright?" "Alright." You chuckled.

-

You are sitting all alone. A wave of awkwardness and misplacement washes over you. You don't feel as though you fit in here. You know nobody yet. For food however, you managed to get some sort of stew. Not a lot considering you showed up to the diner later than usual but they managed to pull through and get you fed-which you are grateful for. Joel is probably at Maria's by now and you're hoping for a positive response from her.

If Maria sends you on your way, fair, they've helped you enough. It's just that it won't feel right. Seeing Joel after all of this time just to leave a day later feels out of place and simply wrong. You want to see him daily, just as you used to. Jackson seems to be a tight knit community though, so maybe there's a chance they'll accept you in as theirs. That's be lovely.

You took another bite of your stew. The flavours your tounge encaptured were carrot and beef so if you had to guess, it's a beef stew. It's delicious. You have a lot on your mind. Of course, Joel is the main thing. You can't stop thinking about him. This is all so surreal. Last night felt like a dream and when you woke up, you punched yourself and double-checked to make sure it was all real, and it is. You just feel so shocked, extremely shocked.

Overall though, you don't plan to hold your breath. If Maria says no, fine. If she says yes, that's amazing! You'll hope for the best but your doubts are high. For now, you just need to finish up your stew so you can make way back to Joel's place, which will hopefully be soon.

-

On your way back to Joel's house, you spotted both him and Maria ambling side by side with each other. The conversation the two of them were having appeared deep and honest. You have absolutely no intentions of interrupting considering they could be discussing your living situation, so you plan to just get inside of his house. You glanced out of the corner of your eye at Maria and she was eyeing you down. You then realized her and Joel were prowling up to his place.

You stood on the porch and leaned against the wooden railing as they stepped up it as well. "Hi Joel. Hey Maria." You said with a kind voice as they both looked at you. They're both taller than you, so you have to tilt your head in order to even maintain eye contact. "Let's get into Joel's place so we can talk a bit more comfortably, hm?" "Sure thing!" You followed Maria and Joel into his house. You closed the door behind you and Maria sat on Joel's couch beside him-you stayed standing up.

"I don't mind you residing here." Maria began with a gentle voice. "We have free houses available, quite a few actually." She went on. "Issue is however, you're one person and often, we have families flooding in, in need for a home and if one person is taking a house up, it's a bit much." Maria explained. That's understandable. An entire family deserves a home over you, that's just obvious. "Listen, with all due respect, we just can't let one person take up an entire home." Maria said quietly.

You get it. In a way, you knew this would happen. It hurts and it sucks, sure, but it's a valid reasoning on her end.

"If I knew someone who would be willing to let you house with them, I'd allow that but I can't think of any-" "Me." Joel interjected. You quickly turned your head to face him. House? With Joel? Really? This doesn't feel real, even more-so now. "Oh, that settles it then." Maria stood up with a smile. "Housing with Joel isn't half bad, if you can handle an old guy who can't do his own laundry!" Maria snickered. "Ha-ha." Joel said sarcastically and gazed down at you.

"Joel, I really don't mind leaving, it was great to see you and all but I don't want to be an intrusion." "Hun, you ain't an intrusion. I offered. Now, your job is to accept this offer." Joel crossed his arms. You laughed out a breathless laugh and glanced at Maria. She shrugged, she doesn't mind either way but so far, she'd prefer if you stayed. You seem like a great girl in her eyes and her eyes don't decieve. "I... Okay, I'll stay here then." "Perfect." Joel got off of the couch.

Maria clapped her hands together and nodded. "Officially settled. Welcome to Jackson." She said softly and put her hand on your shoulder. "I'll make sure to set up your patrol schedule and what primary job you'll be set to here soon, okay?" "Great." You nodded with happiness. Maria gleed and slowly stepped backwards. "I better get my husband, he's starving and I made him lunch. See you two around... Oh and, Joel told me you need some clothes, stop by my place later and I'll give ya some!" Maria finished up before leaving Joel's place to head over to Tommy.

You bit your lip and crossed your arms. You feel a bit nervous. It's finalized, you're living with Joel now. This feels like a dream and a nightmare combined. A dream because you'll be with Joel and you now have a place to call home but a nightmare because you're living with him. Yes, it's amazing and all but he'll see you in your most vulnerable moments and there's a saying that when you're with someone too much (Potentially someone you live with) resentment will grow. You don't want that.

Joel tilted his head and placed his fingers on your chin, tilting your head up which snapped you out of your daze. "Everything alright with you?" He asked you, seeming concerned. "Of course! I'm just a bit starstruck, that's all." "I understand. I hope me sayin' you could stay here was too much. I wasn't really thinkin' but I truly don't mind." Joel cleared the air and let go of your face. Your blush disappeared and you nodded. "That's okay, I was just a bit caught off guard but your offer has been accepted and I am grateful, really." "Good."

"Glad we figured things out then." Joel stated. "Me too, Joel." You gleamed and uncrossed your arms, your anxiety dissipating. "I'm gonna head up to my room for a bit, figure some things out. We'll get you set up later, alright?" "Alright." "Ok. If you need me, just knock on my door, yeah?" "Sure thing." You nodded and sat down on the couch. Joel then left to go to his room. You're assuming he's going to process all of this and rightfully so, it's very new.

Very, very new.

[the-blue-eyed-firebender]

royai fic recs?

Ahhh friend you've read my mind! I actually started making another Royai fic rec post and it's been sitting in my drafts for a couple of days! Thanks for the ask, and enjoy! ❤️

Yet Another Royai Fic Rec

(I keep making these.)

My Girl Claudine by Leelo_Forever

Rating: G

Word Count: 2.2K

Summary: On a night out with the team, Riza's attempts to avoid dwelling on today's date are almost working.

Excerpt: “Stay on beat!” shouts the Colonel while watching their feet, one arm in the air, the other slung over Breda's shoulders, with Havoc at the end of the line. The patrons begin to clap to the rhythm of their footfalls and she watches as the Colonel looks up and around, smiling and glassy eyed, shirtsleeves rolled, jacket discarded, and collar askew, crushed under Breda’s forearm. All three are breathless and rosy cheeked, grinning through their concentration.  

“Louder!” he yells at the pub’s revelers, laughing as men begin to bang on the tables and stomp their feet from their seats. They are all going to be in sorry shape in the morning. 

My thoughts: A vivid bar scene, a lighthearted moment with the Mustang team, and a lovely, quippy exchange between our two favorites. If you're looking for meaningful fluff, this story really hits the spot. And the song is just *chef's kiss*. It's that good I was fully expecting it to be a real song, not just part of this story. I was highly disappointed when I typed the lyrics into Spotify and nothing came up.

Want You to Live by @starwritingbri

Rating: T

Word Count: 4K

Summary: After telling the Colonel not to perform human transmutation for her sake, Riza finds herself slipping away. She has a conversation with an old friend about life, death, and Roy Mustang. (NOT a major character death fic!)

Excerpt: The man sitting next to Riza felt like he’d been there for as long as she could remember, and yet she knew he hadn’t been for a long time. Time felt more difficult to grasp than ever before. As a sniper, it would warp as her focus narrowed on a target, or in meetings where the speaker felt too self-important to get to the point. Seconds and minutes rarely felt like the allotted times they were supposed to be, but this situation brought an entirely new sensation to time distorting. 

Riza sat up to get a better look at her companion. “Maes?” 

My thoughts: Gut wrenchingly emotional and poetic, amazing characterization, and the scene this author created was so vivid in my head it was like watching a movie. The dialogue here is poignant and bittersweet, and Maes Hughes is captured so beautifully it's almost painful. Gosh, I love this piece, A+ angst with a happy ending.

two tickets to the rabbit hole, please by @chryseis (lovelyleias on AO3)

Rating: T

Word Count: 2.9K

Summary: A selection of letters exchanged between Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye from 1903 to 1908.

Excerpt: Dear Mister Mustang,

It pleases me to hear that you’re finally getting along with your rival. I must say, antagonizing someone over a piece of quiche is very strange. 

My father is well, thank you for asking. Sometimes I hear things in the night–terrible sounds that I cannot explain, coming from the attic where he keeps his office. I have a sense that something is going to happen soon. But sometimes I wish I was an alchemist, so that I might understand him better. You probably think that’s silly. It probably is!

I hope your birthday was fun. Did you do anything exciting? You strike me as someone who enjoys their own birthday very much. 

Best, 

Riza Hawkeye

My thoughts: This one is a masterpiece, full stop. I've read this one several times, and keep coming back to it. Each letter is a progression of their long-distance relationship, a token of their importance to one another and how it deepens over time. And I love the poignancy of the strikethroughs. Roy's second to last letter absolutely shattered my heart, I actually had to stop what I was doing to absorb the feelings it gave me.

I first found this story by listening to the podfic version by the incredibly talented @klainelynch, who performs it so well. Highly, highly recommend.

Your hands, holding me up by @lassusog

Rating: T

Word Count: 3.6K

Summary: After a mission gone wrong, Riza wakes to find that her memories are gone. Her colleagues, best friend and her -surprisingly- very caring superior are there to offer help.

Excerpt: For the second time she locks eyes with the man in the coat.

“What’s your name?” he asks her quietly.

“I-,” she begins. Her pulse thunders against her temple. The man’s eyes bore into hers like he already knows the answer. So she gives it to him, because the realization is too heavy for her to carry alone.

“I don’t remember.”

The room goes deadly quiet.

My thoughts: This is one of the first fics I read in this fandom. It gets rec'd a lot, and for very good reason. This story is captivating right out the gate. I feel like memory loss is a trope often used but seldom done right. This author has done it right.

And this dialogue. THIS. DIALOGUE. Oof it just sizzles. The team's banter. Rebecca and Mustang's bickering. Mustang's gentleness and his suave sense of humor. Perfection, all of it.

The characterization is spot-on, especially for Riza, which is so impressive as she herself doesn't know who she's suppose to be, and yet she still comes across as herself (does that make sense?)

More Royai fic recs: here and here

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(Not) My Baby (4)

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Synopsis: Y/N makes a decision with the help of her friends but Rafe isn't going to like it.

A/N: Not me posting this at 1am on a Thursday lmao! Y'all it's finally here! Part 4! I have been in such a massive slump and had huge writers block for many months. Honestly don't know how I wrote this tbh🤣 That being said I'm not super happy about my writing here but I'm posting it because y'all deserve to get it immediately, you've waited long enough! Hope you enjoy this part! Love you all❤️

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(Not) My Baby (Part 4)

"So what are you gonna do?" Y/N sighed at her friend's question. She knew it was wishful thinking that they might finish breakfast before Stella brought up the issue. To be fair to her, she hadn't mentioned it all night and Y/N managed to actually get some sleep because of it.

But now it was time to face the music and deal with her problem. Fuck.

"What are we talking about?" Lena's voice came from the doorway, the girl looking like she had been through the wringer. The girls at the table almost giggled at her messy appearance, given her usual insistance on being put together at all times.

"Well, hello to you too. Couldn't be bothered sending a text that you'd be home late? Again?" Lena blushed at Stella's words, knowing she was right and she had messed up. Yet again.

Since her and Kelce started dating she had become more and more forgetful of their rule - always let each other know where you're staying the night. They had a few rules in their roomate agreement, this one being the most important one. Hell, she invented the rule herself. And yet, here she was, constantly breaking it.

She knew Stella wasn't really mad, but it still made her feel embarrased. How she let a guy distract her like that so often, she didn't understand.

"Yeah... Sorry." She let out a sheepish smile and Stella rolled her eyes, motioning her to join them at the table.

"While you were getting busy with your man, we have been in a crisis!" Lena's eyes widened, slightly concerned, slightly suspicious.

"Expand." Y/N's head met the table and let out a muffled groan. Lena looked at the girl in confusion.

"What happened??" Stella folded her hands, getting ready for a dramatic retelling. Y/N remained face planted on the table while Stella caught Lena up to the latest drama.

Many 'he did whats' and 'oh my god's' later, interrupted by both Stella's and Lena's laughter at the sandwich incident, Lena was finally in the know about the Rafe situation. And boy was she loving it.

"I fucking knew he was into you! I knew it-"

"Can you please not?" Y/N had gotten up from the table and planted herself on the couch mid-story, not wanting to deal with any of it so early in the morning. Or ever. Preferably she would deal with it never. She just wanted to go back to bed and sleep for several weeks. She was exhausted.

Lena and Stella gave eachother knowing looks but said nothing further about it. Instead they plopped down on the couch either side of her and Y/N knew the ordeal was far from over. They wouldn't let her keep ignoring it. Sometimes she hated having friends who knew her too well.

"So what are you gonna do?" This time it was Lena posing the dreaded question.

"I don't know." It was an honest answer. The only one she had. But she knew her friend would not be satisfied with it.

"Well what do you think?" Y/N closed her eyes, trying to mentally prepare for everything that was about to unfold.

"I don't know...." She sounded tired. And Stella felt a pang of hurt on her friend's behalf.

Lena, however was not going to accept that as an aswer. She was a doer, she always thought three moves ahead and prepared for everything. 'I don't know' was not in her vocabulary. Usually that was someting Y/N loved about her, but at this moment she resented it.

"Well lets figure it out." Lena started. "It is a good opportunity."

"I know that." Y/N begrudgingly admited.

"So what's holding you back?" Y/N looked at Lena as if she was stupid for posing the question. Lena was not bothered.

"Don't say it's cause you don't like him because I know that's not really the reason. You're pragmatic, you know this is a good chance to network. So I'll ask again. What's holding you back?"

While Lena was right about her being pragmatic, she just didn't understand how big of a factor her dislike for Rafe was in her dillema. Whereas Lena couldn't fathom why she'd let something silly like that get in the way of a good opportunity to make connections, she felt sick to her stomach at the thought. The mere idea of being on his arm while he flaunted her was making her flushed with anger. She knew she couldn't explain it to her friends though, so she didn't even try.

"I don't know. I just hate the idea of giving him what he wants and seeing his smug face-"

"You're getting something out of it too." Lena, annoyingly pointed out.

"Not as much as him." At Y/N's words, Lena finally grinned.

"There it is." Lena's words made Y/N look at her in confusion.

"What?"

"What's holding you back. You think its an unfair deal. He's getting more out of it than you are." Lena explained.

Y/N's brow furrowed in thought. Stella was quiet the entire time, knowing not to interrupt the two girls when they're debating something. She learned long ago it was a bad idea. It was best to let them figure it out and not get involved.

Y/N realized Lena was right. She was feeling resentment because she felt like she would be giving him a lot more than she'd be getting in return and it made her real mad.

"Yeah... I guess so." Lena nodded.

"Good."

"Good?" Y/N asked, exasperated.

"Yes, good. Now we know the problem. Now we can solve it." Lena said as if it was the simples thing in the world.

"Oh it's that simple?" Y/N's sarcasm was felt but ignored as Lena continued.

"So what do you want?" Y/N looked at her confused, again.

"What do I want?" She repeated.

"Yes. He's getting the better end of the deal. So even the odds." She was explaining it as if it was obvious. Y/N didn't think so.

"So what do you want that he can give you?" Lena asked again. Y/N frowned.

"I don't want anything from him."

"Don't be stubborn." Lena interrupted. "There's always something you can get from someone. It's just a matter of figuring out what you want."

"I don't want anything from him!" Y/N repeated, a bite in her voice.

"Now you're just being childish."

"Let's not get nasty." Stella finally piped up, seeing that this was not going in the right direction.

"How am I being childish?" Y/N bit out.

"You're letting your feelings cloud your judgement. Stop letting your dislike of him lead the converstation." Lena spoke evenly, making sure not to push Y/N further than she had. They could both be stubborn and they knew it. Lena didn't want to fight. She was just trying to help her friend. The problem was she wasn't always the best at showing it.

"Okay, lets take a step back." Stella interjected. Hands up in what she hoped was a calming gesture.

"I think what Lena is trying to say is that you might be holding yourself back from something that could benefit you because you're letting your feelings for Rafe get in the way of seeing the bigger picture."

"I don't have feelings for Rafe." She quipped back.

"You know what I meant, Peach." Stella's use of her nickname softened Y/N's features some. She was realizing Rafe was now causing her to fight with her friends. The thought infuriated her. No way.

Y/N sighed and closed her eyes, trying to clear her head. They were right. When it came to Rafe, he always managed to unhinge her and anger would lead her actions. But she was smarter than that. She wouldn't let him get in the way of her friendships. And she wasn't going to let him being a dick be the reason why she misses on a good opportunity. One that could do her a lot of good in the future.

That's when it hit her.

When she opened her eyes her friends were looking at her with bathed breaths, anxious for her next move.

"There is something." Lena smiled.

"But he'll never go for it." Y/N was doubting herself. It was crazy.

"Babe, he's in a position where he can't refuse you. He's got a lot to gain from this but he also has a hell of a lot more to lose if you say no." Lena reasoned.

"She's right. I'm pretty sure you could get a kindey out of him if you wanted to." Stella joked and the girls laughed.

"That's a bit much, Pumpkin." Stella beamed at her friends words.

"All we're saying is, he won't be able to refuse you. He's desperate. He needs you." Lena explained.

"Okay." The girls grinned, Stella jumping up in excitement.

"So what is it?!" Y/N smirked. Oh it was a good one and he was going to hate it so much. The thought made her giddy.

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It had been days since the sandwich shop. Since he poured all his shame out to her and asked her to help him. Since he embarrased himself thoroughly and put his fate in her hands.

It has been days of radio silence. He was getting antsier every second, feeling like he might crawl out of his skin in suspence. Truth was, he had no idea what was going to happen. She really didn't like him and she could refuse to help him so easily, leaving him the deep deep hole he dug for himself. She didn't owe him anything. He wasn't great to her in the past and he regreted it. Had regreted it for a long time. He tried making things up with her for months but she was so unreceptive to his efforts, and then she pushed his buttons and he'd lose himself all over again.

And now he was at her mercy. She could embarrass him by telling the whole world about what he had done. Or she could just ignore him, letting him stew in his misery. Leaving him stranded and giving his father the perfect opportuinity to cut him off for good. Disown him even. He was losing his mind.

It has been days and everyone around him could feel his sour mood. He was twitchy, easily irritable, incapable of focusing on anything and constantly fiddling with his phone. Constantly writing and deleting texts, to what they assumed was the same mystery person.

None of his friends knew what the hell was going on with him but none dared ask, knowing it would most likely end with him shutting them out further. He was moodier than usual, which they didn't think possible.

Kelce and Topper knew the only person who could ever affect him like that was his father. Or Y/N. Both in very different ways, of course, but in simmilar intensity.

His friends never knew what it was that him and Y/N had going on, never understood the odd relationship. They knew they'd get punched if they brought it up though, they learned it the hard way.

His father was a whole other story. They both knew, for the most part, how Ward Cameron treated his son. Having grown up with Rafe, they'd seen enough of their fraught dynamic to understand there were serious issues there. Their friend never confided in them fully though, preferring not to talk about his father at all. But every once in a while he'd get that glazed over look in his eyes, the dark cloud around him palpable. They knew then that something had happened involving his father.

This time was different though. He wasn't depressed, he wasn't angry from an argument with his dad. He also wasn't buzzing with nerves and excitement from a row with Y/N. It was unusal and unnerving and the entire appartment was enveloped in the odd energy.

So when Kelce had insisted he needed a night out Topper agreed. Kelce had demanded he needed to unwind and that after football practice he expected his two best friends to take him out for drinks and help him get his head straight. They agreed, Topper knowing Klece's plans had nothing to do with his own well being - and Rafe because Kelce rarely ever expressed that he was having issues, usually the most chill out of the group. It made him feel too guilty to reject him. Even though he'd rather do anything but go out tonight.

But there he was, waiting for Kelce to finish up his practice so they can go to the bar where he fully intended to excuse himself after an hour. The sun was just beginning to set as he fiddled with his phone in his hands, willing it to do something, snap him out of his misery. The orange and pinkish hues enveloped the sky as he heard someone approach him in the parking lot. He was leaning on his car as he looked behind him and nearly dropped his phone in shock.

There she was. She was standing right in front of him, the last rays of sun casting a halo around her. She took his breath away.

For a moment he stood there gaping at her, not quite able to process that she was actually here after days of no contact, after days of him wishing she'd call or text or even email him, give him anyhing to go by.

She cleared her throat, breaking the awkward silence. He snapped out of his daze and took an unconscious step forward. She eyed him warily. He looked rough. As if he hadn't slept.

A sliver of guilt crossed through her but she quickly crushed that down. This whole situation is his fault and she had every right to take even more time, than just a few days, to get back to him. She reminded herself to keep her head in the game, to not get distracted.

"Hey." She spoke first.

"Hey." He sounded breathy, unsure.

"Can we talk?" He nodded, nervous to what she was there to say. He wasn't sure how she found him but guessed she probably talked to Lena. Lena would know he was waiting for Kelce.

"I've thought about your proposition." He gulped, bracing himself for the worst.

"Yeah?" He wished she would just rip off the band-aid and reject him instead of dragging it out.

"I've realized you'd be getting a lot more out of it than me -"

"What do you want?" He interrupted her, cringing inwardly at the sharp glare he was met with. But he couldn't wait another second.

"For future notice, I want you to not interrupt me again." He almost rolled his eyes, almost.

"Noted. What do you want?" He sounded nervous and she almost smiled. Almost.

She looked to he right, taking her time to apreciate his vehicle, letting him stew for a few more agonizing moments while he waited for her answer.

He looked at her, impatient, ready to jump out of his skin, shake her, fall to his knees, beg her to just say it.

Her eyes met his again and she smiled. It was a beautiful sight, but he quickly realized the smile was one of mischief. His eyes narrowed in suspicion. She glanced back at his car. Then back to him. Then back to the car. Then back to him. She gave him a pointed look, raising her eyebrows.

He looked on in confusion and she rolled her eyes at his ignorance.

"The car." She finally spoke. His heart was hammering in his chest from the suspense.

"Huh?"

She looked back at the car and he followed her eyes finally realizing what it was she was saying.

"No way." He spoke before he could even process his words. She nodded her head.

"Okay." She shrugged, swiflty turned around and started walking away. No look back, no explanation, no chance to barter. Panic rose in his chest.

"Wait!" She stopped in her tracks but didn't bother turning around. His mind was running a thousand miles an hour. This couldn't be what she was asking of him? Surely she wasn't that crazy? Surely she didn't expect him to give her his car.

His car. A black, 1967 Ford Mustang, complete with white stripes. A picture of sleek elegance and power, with the classic leather interior and and an upgraded motor, the rev of which caused goosebumps to rise on his skin every time he turned on the key. His pride and joy. The first thing he ever bought for himself. His father protested, of course he did. He would have preferred a more modern vehicle, something that showed status. Not an old muscle car. But Rafe was adamant and as soon as he turned eighteen and got access to his trust fund, he found Clarence and never looked back.

She was his most trusted companion, which is why it was hitting hard that Y/N wanted to take her from him. Couldn't she have picked anything else?

"You seriously want me to just give you my car?" His voice was incredulous. She turned around and calmly walked back to him, as if she had all the time in the world.

"Of course not. I'm not that cruel. Or crazy." She smirked while he looked at her in confusion. What was she getting at?

"I don't expect you to give it to me. Not forever anyway." He blinked at her, still confused.

"I want free use of your car for... In the name of fairness, let's say I'd get to keep it for as long as this charade lasts." His heart was slowing down some, glad she wasn't insisting on actually taking his car from him.

"So... when was it you told your family we were dating, again?" He gulped, redness on his neck and cheeks visible.

"Three months ago" he almost whispered. Her eye twitched but she forced herself to stay calm. The prick.

"And how long did you tell them we've been together?" He gupled again. This was more and more emabrrassing with every minute.

"Three months." She swallowed down her anger that was rising again at his bullshit.

"So let's say six months backlog... and however long this continues. That's how long I get to keep the car. That sound fair to you?"

He wanted to say no. To argue. To call her crazy and beg her to pick something, anything else. But by the look in her eyes he knew it would be pointless and only serve to further his embarrassement. She was determined. This is what she wants. And he has no choice but to give it to her. He has no fucking choice and she knows it.

"Fine. But-" she interrupts him before he can finish his sentence.

"Gas included." He nearly choked on his saliva at her words. She was pushing him to his limits. She wanted him to pay for her gas too, while she drove his car around flaunting it in his face. The redness on his face was now also from anger. She was enjoying this.

"Fine. Fine!" She smiled.

"But that's it!" He continued. "I agree to this and we have a deal? You'll do it? No second guessing, no going back on it. You'll do it?"

He was looking at her with such desparation it tugged at her heart. This really was important to him.

"Yeah. Yeah I'll do it." She nodded along with her words.

He felt like crying. It was as if a ton of weight was lifted off his shoulders. He was still upset about Clarence. Obviously he was. But mostly he was relieved and happy that he wouldn't have to be embarrassed in front of his family. That she was going to do it. She was going to help him. He wanted to hug her in thanks or yell at her for manipulating him. He wanted to pass out from all the stress - of the situation, of the past few days, of suspence.

"So when's this wedding?" She dreaded asking because if there's anything this situation had taught her is that Rafe always can and will piss her off more than she thought possible. Every single time.

He was nervous again. He sighed and Y/N knew she wasn't going to like the words that came out of his mouth.

"Two weeks." He finally said.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

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Sleepless nights

Syzoth × reader

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Cw: insomnia, angst, mental breakdown?, over thinking , comfort, nb reader, sleepy!Syzoth, tired!reader, insecurity, possibly ooc, no use of y/n

Summary: Syzoth helps you with your insomnia^^

A/n: welp as of posting this it's 8:15am I started writhing this at like 5am. Um safe to say this was pretty much what I was going through. Though I irl do not plan on sleeping I already fucked up my sleep schedule as it is. Also I love this man so much he's so ahhh bark bark. Anyways hope you enjoy this^^ requests are open don't be shy to request/ask for specific characters

Word count: 1,075

You've been unable to sleep at night for the past couple of weeks now. Staying up way past the time you said you would and Syzoth has noticed your routine, the way the bed shifts as you stir around the bed trying to get comfortable but you eventually sit up and stay like that for hours. You lay down in bed having your mind set on sleeping, body aching, eyes tired, ready for sleep, body feeling heavy, but your mind is racing. You say you're going to sleep and you want to your exhausted. But your mind won't let you, suddenly it's the best time to wonder what you'll eat for dinner. But then your mind shifts to different thoughts.

Much more emotional thoughts you had pushed to tomorrow you, and that you is now. You suddenly question why you don't know the answer to some simple question your friend asked. Like what you want for Christmas. Suddenly your mind looks deeper into that question. Why can you really not answer that question? I mean it's a simple one you could ask for something like socks you've needed socks for a while. But no your mind draws blanks whenever it's brought up. Why don't you know what you want? 'Maybe it's because you've never gotten what you've wanted' your mind thinks 'because you don't get what you want you don't have expectations for anything' your mind races with emotions. Your eyes sting with that familiar feeling of soon to come tears. 'You've never gotten what you've asked for no matter how easily achievable it is, so the only thing you can ask to have is to be understood and even that seems-' your thoughts are cut off as you feel a hand.

You jump slightly at the feeling "Why are you still up love?" He asks in a raspy voice much more raspy than his usual voice, almost going out due to the sleep in it. You turn to face him "Oh did I wake you? Ah I'm so sorry" you say as you hold his hand. You give him a tired smile reassuring him, but he isn't falling for it. "How much longer are you gonna go like this?" He asks leaning on his side facing you "It's been going on for weeks now, I know you're not ok. What's on your mind? " he asks looking at you with those emerald eyes of his reading you like a book.

You open your mouth to tell him your fine, but your words get stuck in your throat. Your reassuring smile turning into a frown quickly, you can't fight the overwhelming feelings. The knot in your throat builds up, you feel like you can't speak as if your words can't express your true feelings. Sadness washes over you. You get the overwhelming feeling to cry, it all crashes on you. He quickly sits up and holds you, bringing you close to his own body almost engulfing you with his own. He hushes you rubbing your back and kisses your neck, face, and anywhere he can. "You don't have to tell me now if you don't want to" he says in a hushed tone. "Cry it out if you need to" and with that you do. You cry, you bury your face in the crook of his neck. You sniffle and hic and let out incomprehensive words. You try to explain yourself through your cries but it's useless.

"It's okay I'm here, let it all out" his reassuring words make you cry even more. It's him, it's him who makes you feel understood, he who listens to you, he who is there for you no matter what. You hug him tightly, with your whole body. You let out your sobs, all your bottle up emotions, you cry harder than you have before. Harder than the silent cries you've been letting out the past few weeks. Your insecurities are pushed to the side as he reassures everything you've been so overwhelmed by. He knew the words you needed to hear. He knew exactly what to say.

As your crying stops you move the slightest away from him to wipe your face, and his shoulder. "Heh looks like I made a mess" you joke quietly as you compose yourself. You continue sniffling as you look up at him much more stable than you were before. You kiss the underside of his chin. You smile softly as you look into his eyes, he leans down to kiss you on the lips. "Thank you" you say sniffling a few more times, he tilts his head in slight confusion "What do you mean by that?" he asks rhetorocally as he continues "It's the least I could do my heart, but you don't have to talk about it now if you don't want to" he smiles softly as he kisses your cheek pulling you in for another hug. Your body much more hotter than his due to all your emotions rushing through your body. You hug him back yet again, he rubs reassuring circles into your back as you bask in the feeling of him. He lays back and pulls you on top of him. Your ear right over his heart. He continues rubbing circles on your back as you both lay in silence. His heartbeat, his calm breaths, and his calming scent lulls you to sleep. The crying also adding to that. "You're what I want for Christmas" you mumble as you doze off, a silent chuckle escapes his lips as he hears your words. A few minutes after you fall asleep, making sure you're asleep he finally closes his eyes as well whispering a quiet "I love you" as he does so.

~---------------------bonus---------------------~

As you wake up in the morning the sun shining brightly through the curtains. You quickly sit up looking around the room and out the window "fuck hoe long did I sleep for?" you ask yourself. You jump as you hear Syzoths voice coming out from the bathroom, he walks towards you freshly out the shower. "You slept enough dear don't worry about it" he says rufflinfs his hair with the towel to try it off. You look at the clock and your eyes widen "Syzoth it's 5:30! Pm!... P!M! That's like half the day gone! " you say in total shock "Why did you let me sleep so long?! " you ask quickly getting up and looking for clothes to put on. "I-I have stuff to do, I'm meeting up with my friends later, and then I have to go to work and and" you ramble off but he quickly cuts you off. "Woah woah calm down, your friend called about an hour ago to cancel, they has some personal things go do. And you don't work today hun, calm down." he says pushing you back down to the bed by your shoulders and places your clothes to the side. He kneed in front of you and looks into your eyes. "Today is about you ok? You've had way too much on your shoulders. You need to let me take some of that weight the same way you've done with me" he says and kisses you. "Today's a day of relaxation, no worries just the two of us ok?" You nod, your worries won't be bothering you for a while. Not as long as Syzoth is here to help you with it.

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[kindestofkings]

when i meet the band they ask, "do you have a man?" i can still say, "i don't remember"

matty healy x reader

face claim: amelia dimoldenberg

childhood friends, reader and matty healy have been the ultimate power couple, with his success with the 1975 and her increasingly popular online series. unfortunately, things don't always stay perfect forever...

authors note: this took me FOREVER but she's my baby and I hope you enjoy!! Absolutely no hate to gabrietta shes seems really cool, but i needed the drama lol

yourusername and chickenshopdate

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chickenshopdate when will they get it!! my quest for love is still ongoing. TWO more dates lined up for this season, lets hope I don't get ghosted xx

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yourusername mwhahah you guys are gonna love them!!

1975fan1 oh my god please please have matty on we've been so patient 1975fan2 fr i need to see more of my parasocial parents yourusername dont think I know a matty ?? is he the one who sings about chocolate?

trumanblack well fit xx

yourusername stranger danger !! 1975fan2 hahah you'd swear they haven't been dating for like 5 years 1975fan3 AND friends for like 7 years before that

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chickenshopdate No crashing here, just crushing. 😏 My date with @charli_xcx is out on Friday!💕

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fan1 holy shit this is my roman empire

yourusername watch out @bedfordanes75 imma bout to steal your girl xxx

bedfordanes75 two can play at that game hun xx charli_xcx guys please theres enough of me to go around trumanblack and me yourusername @trumanblack sorry who brought you into the conversation?? trumanblack love it when you're mean to me x rass75 AH my eyes

1975fan1 damn they're both so hot, i fear the boys of the 1975 have rizz...

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yourusername sadly Miss XCX wasn't the one for me, or i wasn't the one for her whatever blahblahblah

im giving love one last try next week before i give up and let my mum set me up!

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1975fan1 omg matty liked this post maybe he's the last date?

1975fan2 me when im delusional xx 1975fan3 you do know they're going out years? he likes all her posts babe x

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chickenshopdate it's the one you've all been waiting for.. my date with @trumanblack @the1975 is out THIS Friday!

keep the hopes low guys he can't be funny in his first language let alone a foreign one xx

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1975fan1 OH MY GOD i was right this is everything

rass75 you picked the wrong band member love

yourusername if you weren't too busy being cool and mysterious, it could've been us falling in love over chicken nuggets xx trumanblack oi rass75 back off

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yourusername just broke the internet so i think i'm good to hardlaunch my current placeholder @trumanblack x

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trumanblack babe you look so cool

yourusername BAHAHA did you quote your own lyrics to me?? thats an ick I might have to rethink this placeholder thing, rass75 are you free? trumanblack stop tryna replace me, hurts my feelings

trumanblack posted on their story!

-go watch me be fit and cool on a date

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1975fan_base in honour of @trumanblack and @yourusername's groundbreaking date i thought we should all love on the old pics of the two and the guys from her old insta!

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1975fan1 parents literally my parents

1975fan2 so so cute they've been together so long !

1975fan_base ikr!! they make me believe in love

1975fan3 shes doing gods work giving us those photos

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1975fan_base ahhh omg HI!!

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trumanblack reposted onto their story!

more boyfriend content cause he's giving out it's ruining his "cool" image lol

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bedfordanes75 cant ruin what was never there in the first place 1975fan1 IM SO OBSESSED WITH YOU TWO AHH

four weeks later

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tmz SPOTTED !! the 1975's frontman matty healy was seen out on a loved up walk around NYC today with gabriette, despite him and his long term girlfriend being seen together just over a month ago. Do we think the previous couple had broken it off already or is the singer adding cheater to his name?

let us know what you think down below!!

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1975fan1 oh my fucking god men I cant

1975fan2 nooo I hope he and yourusername broke it off before this, shes too good for this shit!

1975fan1 doesnt even matter its very quick to already be in a relationship after ending one that lasted like 5 years...

1975fan3 this afternoon?? tmz you guys are disgusting putting this up, what if yourusername finds out through this!!

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1975fan_base guys i cant be delusional anymore yourusername just unfollowed matty and all the boys 💔💔

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1975fan1 noo I cant stop thinking she found out through tmz, hard day to be a 1975 fan....

1975fan2 how can he cheat on the girl who he wrote when we are together and about you for !!

1975fan_base genuinely makes no sense men are TRASH

1975fan3 feel like you guys should've seen this coming he's written so many songs about cheating on his girlfriend

1975fan2 literally no one asked!!

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yourusername oh hi! hope you've missed me? let's play 2 truths and 1 lie: it's awards season, i'm fit as fuck and men are trash.

fans of chickenshopdate don't fret we'll be back with another season soon! it's time to level up on english singers, im looking at you @harrystyles xxx

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yourusername god 1'm so bad at games there's 3 truths there isn't there?

fan 1 AHAHAH you are so iconic, gone for three months and you come back with this fan2 make him payyyy

florencepugh the real queen of england right here!

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harrystyles i'm a pescatarian so what about just a regular date love x

fan 1 oh she's such a girlboss I hope ratty healy regrets every decision he's ever made!

bedfordanes75 gonna smash it! call one of us back when you get the chance <3

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[taeyongsfemdom]

| Made For Me |

•TWINNNNNNN WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!

•sub!taeyong & the return of the futa!reader

•After giving him that special session that one night, the love of your life decides to return the favor when he finds out about one of your secret kinks that you've been hiding from him.

●WARNING: this the return of the futanari reader and taeyong having female parts (not your speed, then don't read)

•Contains: filthy rough kitchen sex, fingering (male receiving) degradation, sloppy kissing, lingerie & skirt wearing, slight cumflation, reader has daddy kink, spit kink, choking (just hella nasty shit) light fluff at the end.

•So this fic is basically an unplanned sequel to "A Cheer Up Session" and I know you guys loved that one, so that's why I brought back the futa reader. Also just wanted to say that Taeyong is very feminized in this (wearing a maid outfit, panties, high heels etc.) You know the vibes! I was thinking of what my next story should be and this came in my horny ass mind pretty quick also this was a bitch to post due to technical issues lol

• hope you all enjoy, loves 💋

It was a surprisingly chill day at your office, it was a beautiful afternoon and you were gonna be closing things up pretty soon. You had a few meetings today, but oddly, your phone was going off quite frequently during your meetings but you already knew it was Taeyong texting you, it's not very often where he spams you unless he's feeling needy.

"Alrighty boss, I got everything done on the list you gave me"

"Thank you so much for all the hard work you do Mark, you and the team! I just wish those meetings weren't so fucking long"

While speaking to him, you finally open up your messages from Taeyong and your eyes pop open immediately, they are blessed with multiple images of your angel wearing a tight maid outfit with no panties on and his tongue out like those girls in those unnhinged hentai videos with the message "ruin me..." right under. You threw your phone down on the desk as your cock thickened up in your skirt, a boner becoming visible and your breath getting caught in your throat

"Hey boss, you feeling okay? You look a little flushed"

"H...hm? Oh don't worry about me! It's just u..um a little hot in here! Hey I think I'm gonna go ahead and head out for the evening! You all be safe going home okay?"

Mark smiled at you again and nodded as he walked toward the door.

"Yeah of course! Get home safe and stay hydrated! It's been hot this summer! You have a good weekend okay?"

You waved at him while he left as you released a held breath, your eyes looking down at the massive bulge in your skirt while eyeing your phone.

"Why did he fucking send that to me?"

You & Taeyong talked about everything together, you knew everything about each other except there was one thing that you didn't want him to find out. A while back, you left your laptop unlocked in your home office accidentally while you stepped out, with a curious Taeyong coming across it while looking for you to let you know that dinner was ready for the night, his mind filling with a devious ideas to please you, ever since you fucked him very rough that one time to cheer him up, he wanted to give you a thank you.

You were pissed off but horny as all hell.

"I can't walk out the building with a hard on!"

You grab your phone and look at the pic of him with his mouth open, your mind running wild with the dirty things you could do him. Your nails clicked against the screen responding to his text saying

"What the fuck is wrong with you? I'm on my way home"

~

It didn't take you long to come home from work, you had scurry away from the office with your purse covering your boner, you pulled into the driveway of your mansion, and stormed into the house quite quickly, you walk in and scan the house as you shut the door.

"TAEYONG!?"

You yelled as you headed to the kitchen as your heels clicked against the marble floor, you stop in your tracks as you see the petite boy wearing a tight maid skirt with stockings and a lace black bra with a pair of matching high heels that you realize are the ones he asked you to buy for him, you didn't question him on why but you didn't care because you spoil him, his dirty blonde hair with his dark roots showing hanging in his face and he looked delicious in his little outfit.

"Been waiting for you to get home from work, so you can see your dirty little maid"

His skinny leg lifting to reveal his sweet wet pussy that was dripping fresh juice that slid down his leg from how horny he was just waiting for you to come home and have your way with him.

"You like what you see, goddess?"

His slender fingers playing with his sensitive cunt while his other hand rubbed one of his nipples under the bra causing him to moan. Your boner stiffened up under your dress skirt even more as he looked at you while biting his lip, you walked over while licking your lips like you were hungry, your body was pressed against his, your hands gripping his chest and squeezing his nipples as he held the counter, hot breath was between the both of you before crashing your lips against his plump ones which led to a heated make-out session, sloppy sounds of kissing filled the kitchen as you kept groping his chest, Taeyong tongued you nastily as kept groping him. You pulled away as a string of spit hanging off both of your lips which were very swollen, your free hand slid off the bra and down to his cunt, sliding two fingers deep inside him.

"Look at you, getting fingered in my fucking kitchen when you're supposed to be cooking and cleaning! You've been horny ever since you sent those dirty pictures to me, haven't you?"

Your fingers started working his pussy HARD he looked at you with his bottom lip in his mouth as you fingered him roughly.

"You thought it would be a good idea to send those fucking pics to me while at work? Let's not pretend that I didn't see that text under them...I WILL ruin you until you can't stand up straight, you fucking drooling whore"

His head fell back on the counter as pussy juice dripped on the floor while moaning loudly.

"OH FUCK CAN I CUM? PLEASE FUCK!"

One of his legs squirmed with the sound his high heel clicking against the floor, before your free hand slammed against his mouth to shut him up.

"What did I tell you about cursing when I'm around, you know your not supposed to speak to me like that. You don't deserve to cum yet"

Your fingers slowly pull out of him and got shoved right back in before you rubbed his clit lightly, your hand sliding off his mouth.

"P..please please! Please let me cum"

You gave him a stern look as your fingers moved away from his pussy, your head nodding no which made him pout. The hand that was coated in pussy juice rubbed all over his pretty face, a smile appeared after he licked your hand a little bit, that smile getting wiped away as you slapped him across the face hard.

"Dirty fucking whore, the fuck are you smiling about? Enjoying yourself too much?" Sometimes I dream about you having tits, I would suck on them all day just to have a taste of milk"

You turned him around roughly, bending him over the counter and lifts the tight skirt up, his tight pussy in full view, your hands pull your skirt up as your cock bounced free, throbbing hard with potent pre-cum dribbling out of your thick tip.

"Fuck...you're lucky that you have a pretty face because you have no ass, but that doesn't matter because all I care about is this beautiful pussy"

You rubbed your thick cock against his small ass and tip poked his hole. Before he could say anything, his mouth fell open as he got filled up by your cock.

"Oh fuck!!!! Mistress! I always forget how big that cock is"

A soft yet hot moan left your lips as you started thrusting slowly while taking your large full breasts out of your tight work blouse, Taeyong looked back at you while you fucked him, he looked like the sluttiest pornstar to ever exist

"Mmmmmmmm fuck me!!!! Fuck me like the dirty whore that I am!"

"So, I have a question for you *thrust* how the fuck *thrust* did you find out that I would enjoy seeing you dressed like this? *thrust* "

The boy was too fucked out to respond, you roughly pulled his hair to get him to talk.

“A..AHHH! I SAW THAT YOU WERE LOOKING AT BOYS IN MAID OUTFITS ON YOUR LAPTOP WHEN STEPPED OUT OF YOUR OFFICE WHEN I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU!”

You blushed slightly with embarrassment yet happiness when he found out your secret kink for boys in skirts, you pulled him up off the counter and turned him to face you, both of you touching nose to nose while dripping in sweat. You lifted his pale leg over your shoulder and poked his cunt with your tip.

“Look at what you did to me, made my cock hard and along with filling my balls up! Open that mouth..WIDE, and keep it fucking open”

You grabbed him by his hair again and Taeyong truly looked beautiful, his lips were all swollen from all the kissing, his mouth open with his tongue hanging out, your hand gripping his throat hard, the tip of your acrylics lightly touching the sides of his neck, a large wad of spit landing on his tongue, your cock was basically in his womb at this point.

“You feel that slut? You feel me deep inside you? Tearing up your fucking insides?”

You force him to look down at his belly where your cock was bulging inside him, your hand letting up off his throat so he can breathe, he let out a large exhale with a ragged cough following after.

“Now…call me daddy”

You gave him an evil smile as you choked him roughly again, cutting off his airways yet again.

“D..daddy! DADDY!! Please don’t stop fucking my tight pussy! Please please fuck your dirty little maid! I’m your dirty slutty little maid who’s just a fuck doll! Oh fuck fuck fuck! I n..need to c..cum, i need to cum s..so bad"

Taeyong was completly out of breath since he was about to explode.

"One more thing I want you to do, tell daddy how much you love this cock while you cum...c'mon babygirl, cum for me while saying how cock addicted you are"

Your hand lightly grabbing his cute cheeks.

"I FUCKING LOVE DADDY'S COCK! I'M YOUR COCK SLUT, COCK SLUT, COCK SL-"

His voice cutting off as he came insanely hard from the strong orgasm, your hand going for his neck since you love seeing him struggle to breathe, Taeyong had tears sliding down his face as he clenched around your cock

“Ohh fuck, i’m cumming!”

You released your hand off his throat for the last time and as he took a gasp for air

"Daddy please kiss your filthy little maid! Please kiss me!!"

Both of your tongues crashed together with your kisses being deep and passionate. Your balls sloshed and churned as you unloaded inside him during the kiss, his flat belly swelled with fresh steaming hot cum, Taeyong barely lifting his head up to see how primal you looked while cumming. The both of you were out of breath as you pulled your now limp cock, cum dripping out of his ruined pussy onto the floor.

"Oooh daddy I feel so full!"

His finger grazing across his swollen belly as you walked to the fridge to get bottles of water for the both of you. You patted your face with a napkin as you brought him a bottle of water.

"Fuck. You know this is your fault right? You should've never sent those pictures to me"

"I know, but I wanted it to happen! I wanted to give you a thank you for uhhh...cheering me up that one night after I was really sad, I hope you liked it"

You gave him a sweet smile as you pulled him into your arms. Taeyong was literally your entire world, him wanting you to give a thank you gift was just precious to you.

"I absolutely loved your gift, baby boy, honestly seeing you in a skirt, tights and heels really had me going, especially when you called me daddy"

Your finger lifted his chin, his cheeks getting bright red as you took him upstairs for a shower.

"I..i really liked how you made me call you daddy, it was really hot and it makes me feel owned by an amazing woman like you, goddess"

You giggled as you put your long hair up in a thick bun.

"What can I say? You were just made for me"

~

I already know you kinky freaks are gonna eat this up like a buffet, also shoutout to the futa enthusiasts out here! This one is for you! hope you guys love this 🥺 also I'm not too far away way from 300 followers which is so exciting!

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[karatekels]

Fresh Start - Day 13 (Part 2)

Sorry for the delay everyone! I'm (mostly) recovered from my cold and Day 13 (Part 3) is already half written, so I'm hoping it's out today or tomorrow! We're quickly coming to the end of this fic, but I hope you've enjoyed it so far.

Previous Parts:

Days 4 & 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Days 8 & 9 | Days 10 & 11 | Day 12-A | Day 12-B | Day 13-A | (Future updates posted below!)

TW: Smut; oral sex (male and female receiving); teasing; dirty talk

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Day 13 - Morning

Waking up the next morning, the memories of the night before run through your mind before you even open your eyes. Part of you can’t believe that last night was real; rolling onto your side and feeling a pleasant ache between your legs, you are reminded that it most definitely was.

You take a deep breath, your pillowcase smelling like Terry, and sigh happily before rolling over to cuddle your lover. Disappointingly, you see he isn’t in the bed with you, taking in the rumpled sheets on his side of the bed with a frown. Looking around, you see that both the bathroom and closet doors are open, and your bags have been brought in, set just inside the room; you presume he will be back soon.

Sliding out from beneath the sheets, you walk over to your suitcase, fishing out your toiletry bag and heading into the bathroom. Like everything else in Terry’s house, the ensuite was huge and opulent, but still comfortable. You brush your teeth, leaning back against the bathroom counter and looking from the bathtub to the shower, trying to decide which you’d prefer trying out. The shower made more sense to wash your hair, and maybe you could try out the tub with Terry later…

Smiling to yourself, you turn to spit in the sink and rinse your mouth when something catches your eye in the mirror. You look down, confirming that all the love bites you’d just seen in your reflection are really there with a gasp. You put your toothbrush down on the counter and run to the floor-length mirror you’d seen in the bedroom the night before.

You are covered in marks all across your breasts, up your collarbone to the sides of your neck. You couldn’t even count them all. You don’t think you’ve had a hickey in over a decade! Your cheeks flush with embarrassment, but you’re also oddly… aroused? You would’ve thought that you’d be upset, but these just make you think back on the night of passionate love-making that you’d had with Terry, dirty little reminders of what you’d done together.

You hear the bedroom door open behind you, and bite your lip to keep back a giggle.

“Y/N, you’re awake! I was just coming to –”

“You’d better be here to explain yourself, Terry Silver.”

“What are you talking about?” he asks with concern, and you whirl around with your hands on your hips, glaring at him, trying not to smile. He takes in the hickeys dotting your torso, his lips curving into a very self-satisfied smirk.

“Well?” you ask impatiently, trying not to be distracted but how good he looks in nothing but a red silk robe. “How did this happen? When did you even do this?!”

“I believe most of it was while I had you… wrapped around my finger?” he teases, and your blush comes back in full force as you scowl at him.

“I look like a damn dalmatian, Terry!” you grumble, ignoring his innuendo.

“I quite like it,” he comments smugly. “Think of them as reasons to stay,” he suggests in a low, attractive voice, echoing the phrase you used to seduce him last night.

“Oh, aren’t you clever,” you snap at him, sticking out your tongue. He grins at you, completely unabashed by his actions and your response.

“I can’t remember the last time someone made me feel like a hormonal teenager; I couldn’t help it.”

“Don’t think you can get out of this with flattery, Terrance,” you say huffily, narrowing your eyes at him as you walk past, though inside you’re nearly giddy at the thought that he had enjoyed last night as much as you had. “You will pay for this.”

You stalk past him into the bathroom, closing the door behind you to muffle his laughter. Trying to keep your own giggles down, you head over to the shower to turn it on, scouring the room looking for towels as you wait for the water to heat up. Gathering the needed bottles from your toiletry bag, you place the towels just outside of the shower door and slip inside.

The water pressure from the shower head is amazing, and you feel your muscles relax under the hot water. Whether it was because you hadn’t had sex in the months since your break-up, or just from Terry’s size and… thoroughness, you were definitely aching more than you normally would the morning after.

Lathering up your hair with your shampoo, you close your eyes, trying to relive the memories of the night before. Never in your life had you even imagined that sex could be that good. And it wasn’t just the sex itself; every one of his touches, his words, the way he looked at you, all of it had been so erotic, so intimate… you feel like you finally know the difference between just fucking and making love.

Rinsing your hair, you hum happily to yourself, picturing Terry’s hands on you despite knowing that you aren’t doing the experience justice. Perhaps you could convince him to give you a reminder…

“You have a lovely voice.”

“ARGH!” you scream, whirling around and blindly swinging your fist. Terry catches it in his hand easily, looking briefly surprised at your reaction before kissing your knuckles.

“You’re awfully jumpy.”

“How the hell did you sneak in here, Terry?! You almost gave me a heart attack!” you exclaim, trying to calm your racing heart. It was a difficult task to achieve, seeing as you are currently faced with the sight of a naked, wet Terry, and you bite your lip, forcing yourself to turn around and grab the soap off the shelf carved into the tiled wall. It smells like Terry, and you feel the urge to scrub it all over your body. Terry seems to be thinking along similar lines, snatching it out of your hand.

Before you can turn to tell him off, he is lathering your breasts with soapy hands gliding across your skin, and your complaints turn into soft moans. He tugs you back slightly, and you lean against his chest, feeling his cock twitch against you as he starts to get hard.

“Why so wound up, sweetheart?” he asks patronizingly, teasing your nipples until you’re grinding back against him. “I thought I had worn you out last night, but based on the look on your face when I snuck in here, you’re already wanting more, isn’t that right?”

One hand slides down your stomach and through the closely cropped curls between your legs. Curling a long finger into you, Terry finds you slick with arousal. You feel him smile against your shoulder, immediately setting a steady pace with his finger, bringing another above it to play with your clit.

“Unh, Terry!” you whine, grinding against him. The ways this man could make you feel better than you ever had in your life…

But no, he had been in control more than enough last night, and there were still things you wanted to do that you couldn’t do in here. Forcing yourself to remain in control, you slip away from him and out the shower door before he can stop you.

“I wasn’t done with you,” Terry protests through the foggy glass as you wrap your hair up in a towel. “Get back in here.”

“I’m not done with you either, darling,” you respond as you towel yourself off quickly, teasing him with the petname. “I have plans for you that require more space and less water.”

You spot a red silk robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door and throw it on, swimming in the fabric as you escape to the bedroom, giggling to yourself. You snag a pillow off the bed and run to hide behind the mirror once you hear the water turn off.

He emerges from the bathroom a few minutes later, a towel wrapped around his waist, looking around the room with amusement when you aren’t immediately visible. He looks for you on the other side of the bed before turning to head into the closet, at which point you spring out from your hiding place and go to bat him with the pillow.

He has you on your back on the bed before you even realize he’s dodged the pillow, and looks down at you intently. How did he move so fast?

“I was looking for that,” he says pointedly, eyeing his robe as it slips off one of your shoulders. “Stealing from me now, are you?”

“Oops?” you chirp up at him, completely unapologetic.

“I can see my lesson on manners didn’t stick,” he comments with a sigh, stepping further into your personal space. “I guess I’ll have to be a bit firmer with my instruction this time…” he continues, and you feel a hand slip under the robe to caress your thigh. Your mouth goes dry, your body immediately responding to his touch.

“I quite like you making yourself at home here,” he continues casually as his fingers move up one thigh, past your hip to your belly button before trailing down your other leg. “Even if it means you getting your greedy little paws all over my things. Provided, of course, you allow me to take the same liberties with you…”

His hand draws smaller and smaller circles as he speaks, refusing to touch you where you need him to.

“No.”

His hand stops.

“No?” he questions, and you force yourself to sit up and slide off the bed, turning around to face him with your hands on your hips, determined to regain control of the situation… if you’d ever had control in the first place. Terry, amused by your posturing, turns and sits on the edge of the bed to listen, pointedly letting the towel fall from around his hips. You stubbornly lift your chin and keep your eyes on his face, though you feel the blush creeping up your neck.

“You’ve ruined all my plans, you know. I was hoping I’d wake up first,” you tell him petulantly; it was hard to appear intimidating in a robe far too large for you.

“And why is that?” he asks complacently, looking down at you with a smirk. Quick as a flash, you reach down, taking his cock in hand and stroking it lazily. He hisses through his teeth, snatching you up and pulling you onto the bed, moving himself to fully lay on the bed. You look at him with exasperation as he takes control again. It wasn’t fair that he was so much bigger and stronger…

“Oh, by all means, keep going,” he insists, seeing your grumpy expression. “I just want to watch,” he adds cheekily, folding his arms behind his head as he leans against the headboard, a smug smile on his face. You roll your eyes at him and he chuckles at you, his laughter immediately turning into a whimpering groan as you suddenly take one of his balls in your mouth, sucking gently as you wrap your hand around him again, feeling him getting hard. He tastes like pure sin.

“What was that?” you ask innocently, cocking your head to the side, still stroking his length with one hand. He looks dazed from the sensation, his eyes darkening almost to black, and you do it again, toying with him with your tongue. His upper lip curls as he growls, and one hand reaches down to tangle tightly in your hair. “Are you alright, baby? Should I stop?” you ask teasingly.

“If you stop now, Y/N, I’m going to lose my mind.” His voice is hoarse in its desperation, and you find it incredibly sexy, resisting the urge to touch yourself. This was about you being in control and pleasing him.

“My plan is for that to happen either way, Terry,” you reply, slowly licking his cock from the base to the tip with the tiniest touch of your tongue, your eyes locked with his. “Now, why don’t you show me what good manners look like, hmm?” you ask with a wicked smile, your lips poised to take him in your mouth.

The look he gives you is a mix of emotions, but he seems to have settled on grudging admiration as you take his words and use them against him, one side of his mouth curled up in a smirk even as he looks down at you with need.

“Is this really a game you want to play with me?” he asks you softly, his voice dangerous. You respond by giving the head of his cock a firm, wet lick of your tongue that makes him buck his hips towards you. “Christ. Please, Y/N,” he groans, and your grin widens as you watch his self-control crumble.

“Please whaaat?” you tease in a singsong voice. He gives you a withering look, but the effect is greatly lessened by the way he sucks his bottom lip into his mouth.

“Please put those beautiful lips around my cock, love. I need to feel you.”

Your pussy throbs with need at his words and you barely keep back a moan. You look into his eyes and see a mischievous twinkle, and realize that he is fully aware of the effect his words are having on you. Smug bastard… you would not let him get the best of you this time.

In one fluid motion, you take half his cock into your mouth, wriggling your tongue along the underside, feeling a smug sense of satisfaction at the deep moan he lets out. You bob your head up and down, gradually taking more of him into your mouth and throat, swirling your tongue around him and trying your best to keep your eyes on his face; his reactions were incredibly sexy.

The closer he gets, though, the more determined he seems to be to take you down with him, dirty words spilling from his lips along with his moans as his grip on your hair tightens and he thrusts his hips up to meet you.

“That’s it, babygirl,” he coos, though his voice has a harsh edge to it. “Put that mouth to work, just like that.” You moan around him in response and he hisses in pleasure. “Such a dirty girl, getting off on sucking my cock. Are you going to come before I do, Y/N? Come for me with my cock in your mo–” Terry’s smutty words turn into a loud groan as you take him fully down your throat. Good. Serves him right, the smug, dirty-talking bastard, teasing you when he was meant to be letting you have your way with him.

He stares down at you with glittering eyes, his mouth slightly open as he watches you deepthroat him. Your own eyes start to water but you stay put, letting your throat convulse around him while he moans.

“Fucking hell, Y/N! I’m going to come, baby,” he warns you, fighting to keep his eyes from clenching shut. You slowly release his cock from your mouth, replacing it with your hand for a moment while you catch your breath before sucking him again, swirling your tongue around him and bringing him to his peak, swallowing his cum as he grunts with his release.

Licking your swollen lips, you take in the sight of Terry post-orgasm, his head tilted back, his eyes closed, a slight smile twisting his lips. Perfectly vulnerable.

You crawl up the bed and straddle him, sitting on his lap and immediately latching onto a soft spot where his neck meets his shoulder. You nibble and suck for a long moment, hearing him hiss in a breath as his hands remove his robe from around you before he wraps around your hips. He was certainly being well-behaved…

You lean back for a moment, surveying your work, pleased with the large hickey you’ve left on him. It didn’t compare to the dozen or so he’d marked you with, but it was the principle of the thing. Satisfied, you sit back, looking into his eyes.

“Proud of yourself?” he asks, lips quirked, his eyes darting in the direction of the love bite. You give him a cheeky grin in reply, feeling victorious.

“Are you done?” he questions, raising an eyebrow at you, and you nod.

“Good.”

In a move far too quick for you to fully process, Terry lunges forward, pushing you onto your back, your head at the foot of the bed. He’s taken the silk tie off of the robe you were wearing, and quickly binds your hands together over your head before securing them to the bedpost. You glare up at him, though you’re sure it’s far from intimidating.

“I did tell you I would be prepared this time,” he says teasingly, looking quite pleased with himself. You scowl at him, your body twitching as he slowly traces patterns across your stomach with his fingers.

“So, what, you’re just never going to let me be in control?” you demand, pouting. “That’s sooo unfair!”

“On the contrary, my dear,” Terry murmurs, leaning down to kiss you deeply, stroking your sides softly. You initially try to resist, but he is far too tempting, and you quickly find yourself laying back obediently against the sheets, kissing him back as passionately as you could from your position. Letting you up for air, Terry’s lips move slowly down your neck, making you arch up against him with a gasp.

“You still fail to realize the extent of the hold you have on me,” he continues, teasing your nipples with his tongue and making it very, very difficult to actually string together what he’s saying.

“T-Terry,” you stutter, squirming against the sheets, his hair tickling your chest as his head moves further down your body, tongue swirling around your bellybutton.

“I frequently find myself completely at your mercy,” he goes on as though you haven’t spoken, sliding between your legs, which you part willingly for him. You were so wet…

“I fully plan to give you everything, sweetheart,” Terry croons, kissing along your inner thigh even as he pins your legs and hips down with his strong arms. Your head is spinning.

“So if, on occasion, I have to pin you down in one way or another so that I can be in control, I will do so without hesitation.” His words are vibrating against your entrance now, your thighs twitching at his proximity. “Now be a good girl, and let me taste you.”

His hands grip your hips firmly and he swipes his tongue up and down your entrance before latching onto your clit, eating you out like a man starved as you cry out in ecstasy. He thrusts his tongue inside you, moaning at your flavour as he presses himself closer still.

“Oh God, Terry! YES!” you cry out, thrashing against your restraints. You desperately want to run your fingers through his gorgeous hair and hold his head in place.

“That’s right, babygirl,” he growls, lifting his head to lock eyes with you with a wolfish grin, his mouth and chin shining with your juices. “Just lay back and enjoy, and let me drink you up.” He lunges forward again, and you grip his head with your thighs, grinding your hips against his lips and tongue desperately. He allows you to do this for a minute or so, panting against you and driving you wild, before pinning your hips to the bed, spreading your legs wide.

“I love seeing you come apart for me, Y/N,” Terry purrs. “I know you’re close; come for me, honey, please.”

Him begging for your orgasm takes you over the edge, and you scream his name again and again as you come, his tongue remaining at your clit, drawing out your orgasm until you’re a shuddering, whimpering mess. Finally, he relents, and your legs collapse bonelessly onto the bed as you struggle to catch your breath. Terry comes up beside you, looking down at you, kissing you the instant he thinks you’ve had enough of a break.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” you say breathlessly once he lets you come up for air. He cocks his head to the side, looking up and down your body with a frown, eyes lingering at your bound hands. He shrugs.

“Hmm? No, I don’t think so,” he replies innocently, leaning down to kiss you again.

“Terry!” you whine, and he chuckles at you, moving to untie your wrists from the bedpost.

“Fine. I’d love to keep you here and give you more reasons to stay,” Terry says, wiggling his eyebrows at you suggestively and making you laugh. “But we do need to talk about things, and I know that I won’t be able to focus if we stay in bed all day.” He massages your arms as he speaks, helping your circulation and making the thought of your much-needed discussion slightly less intimidating, and you give him a small smile, standing up on your knees to give him a chaste kiss on the lips.

“Maybe we could talk over breakfast?” you suggest, reluctantly slipping out of his arms and walking across the room to your suitcase. “Just let me get dressed and I can whip something up.”

“That won’t be necessary.” You freeze partway through picking out your clothes for the day.

“Oh no, your staff are here already?!” you squeak, turning bright red. “Did they hear us just now? Did they hear us last night?”

You whirl around to face him, still babbling in a panic, until Terry quiets you with an indignant look.

“First of all,” he begins imperiously, throwing his robe on and slipping the silk tie back through the loops to knot it around his waist, “I sent everyone home last night before I went after you. They won’t be back until tomorrow morning.” He stalks towards you, and you find yourself mildly intimidated, though you know he’s not really upset with you.

“Secondly,” he continues, rapidly closing the distance between you, and you find yourself backing away instinctively. “I meant that I would cook for you, silly girl. I do know how to take care of myself, you know,” he adds, arching an eyebrow at you, and you have the grace to blush.

“And lastly,” he says, trapping you in his arms and bending down to speak in your ear, “I fully intend to take you frequently when my staff are here, so you’d better get used to the idea, or plan on being gagged quite regularly.” He ends his speech by giving you a searing kiss that has your mind reeling, then winking at you before walking past you to the bedroom door.

“Now get dressed please, Y/N, and meet me downstairs for breakfast. We really don’t have time for all of your theatrics,” he teases as he makes his escape, leaving you to process things alone in his bedroom.

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You find Terry in the kitchen around twenty minutes later, dressed in a comfortable but pretty summer dress. You were starving; it’s fairly late in the morning, and you hadn’t eaten much yesterday. The kitchen smells delicious, and Terry looks… incredibly attractive, even when acting all domestic, cooking breakfast in nothing but his robe. You lean against the wall for a moment, taking in the picture he makes with a smile.

“Enjoying the view?” he teases, not looking up from dicing fruit.

“Maaaaybe,” you reply, skipping over and hopping up on a barstool that sat beside the counter. You reach down to snag a slice of banana, but he swats your hand away, lightning quick. “Hey!”

“Patience, my dear,” he says, adding to the growing fruit salad in the bowl before you. “Or do I need to tie you down again?” You blush, and he smirks, turning to the frittata on the stove. You sneak a banana slice while his back is turned, feeling victorious. He places the frittata pan in the oven before turning to you. You take a moment to appreciate the way that his robe reveals a good portion of his chest.

“Can you behave yourself long enough for me to go get dressed?” he asks you sternly. “I can’t have you ogling me if we’re going to talk.”

“Well, that will likely happen regardless of what you’re wearing, but please, go get changed!” you reply sassily, shooing him away. “I’ll make sure the kitchen doesn’t burn down.” Staring at you coolly, he wordlessly picks up the bowl of fruit salad and easily places it on top of the fridge and out of your reach.

“Just in case you think I didn’t catch you stealing from me,” he murmurs, giving you a wide smile before leaving you alone in the kitchen. You make a huffy noise of discontent, and hear him chuckle from down the hallway.

You sigh deeply after a moment, trying to take in the fact that this could be your home, one day. You felt comfortable here already, and thought that that was a good thing, but still… you worry your lip between your teeth. You were going to have a serious discussion in a few minutes about your future, and you didn’t think you had any answers for the questions that Terry was bound to have for you. What did you want? What did you not want? How were you supposed to know? What if you made the wrong decision? This was all so overwhelming, and you hadn’t even gotten started yet!

“What a pleasant surprise, seeing you exactly where I left you for once,” Terry says from behind you, kissing you on the cheek as he walks past to take breakfast out of the oven… and off the top of the fridge. He serves you each a portion of frittata and a small bowl of fruit salad, sliding yours over to you. You nod in response to his question of coffee, and he sets it to brew before leaning against the counter beside you.

“Come back to me, Y/N,” he says softly, taking one of your hands in his own and stroking the back of it with his thumb. You blink slowly, looking up at him, and he kisses the worried crease between your eyebrows. “Please, don’t start worrying before we even start talking. Everything will be fine,” he says soothingly, stroking your cheek.

“It must be nice to always be so sure about everything,” you muse, trying to lighten the mood. He snorts, going to fetch coffee before taking a seat beside you.

“There are very few things I’m sure of, my dear,” he corrects you, pausing to take a sip of coffee. You mirror his actions, not wanting to be chastised for not eating. “You just happen to be one of them, so of course it would appear that way to you.” You melt a bit at his words, but your tension rises again as you see that he’s slid a notepad and a pen towards himself on the counter.

“You’re planning to take notes?” you ask, feeling nervous. He gives you a patient smile, taking one of your hands again.

“Only because I want to be thorough with this,” he says gently. “If you’re anything like me, which I suspect you are, at least in this regard, then you’ll feel better once you can look at things once everything is out in the open. This isn’t a contract or anything, I promise.”

You take a deep breath, trying to nod with some degree of confidence. “Okay.”

“Do you want to eat first and worry about this later?” he suggests kindly, but you shake your head firmly.

“No, we should do this now. Maybe doing it while we eat will make it seem more like a conversation.”

“It is just a conversation, sweetheart. All I want to do is hear about your life and what you want, and then I’ll try to figure out how to fit myself into that picture,” he says with a wry smile.

“But what about you?” you grumble, spearing a blueberry with your fork.

“What about me?” he asks patiently, surveying you over his mug of coffee.

“Why doesn’t your life and what you want fit into the equation as much as mine?” you ask, cocking your head at him.

“My life is far more… malleable than yours, Y/N. The only thing that I want is you; everything else can be adjusted. You have much more of your life ahead of you, my dear,” he murmurs, his voice taking on a slight twinge of sadness. You immediately lean over and give him a brief but deep kiss, needing to banish that train of thought from the conversation immediately.

“Don’t talk like that, Terry Silver,” you order him, whispering fiercely against his lips. “And just because I have more to figure out than you do doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t have the same say in the conversation as I do,” you continue, leaning back into your seat and cutting off a corner of your frittata.

“In fact, you should have more of a say, since you’re bringing all… this to the table,” you add, gesturing around to the house with your fork before bringing the mouthful to your lips. “This is good,” you say approvingly, digging into the meal with more gusto. Terry smiles at you, amused as always by your intense and quickly-changing moods.

“You need to stop devaluing yourself,” he tells you firmly. “You’re terrible at business negotiations.”

“Good thing this isn’t a business negotiation then,” you reply lightly, licking yogurt off of your spoon. Terry arches an eyebrow at you, and you sigh. “Alright, but you’ve clearly thought about this more than I have. I don’t even how to start thinking about this; help a girl out?” you ask, and while you can admit that you’re playing up the damsel in distress angle a bit, you do honestly want his help figuring this out.

“I have some questions that might help you organize your thoughts,” Terry admits, chuckling slightly when you perk up at the thought of having some direction. “But I don’t want to steer you in any direction one way or the other, Y/N. This is your life we’re talking about.”

“Our lives,” you correct him firmly, and he smiles indulgently at you.

“Fair enough,” he concedes. “We’ll take it one step at a time.”

“Will you answer the questions too?” you ask pointedly. He needed to value himself more, you think to yourself, looking up at him with affection.

“After you do,” he replies calmly. “And I will always be honest with you, Y/N.”

You consider the compromise over a few bites of food, and he gives you the time to think, digging into his own breakfast. After a minute or two, you nod at him, accepting the agreement.

“The first question is the most important, and it’s the hardest,” he says, his eyes tracking your movements as you tense up again. He leans over, kissing you until he feels you relax beneath him again. He tastes like strawberries.

“I think this will be easier if we take frequent breaks to make out,” you inform him seriously, your face still flushed from the kiss, and he laughs warmly at you.

“I’m sure I could get you to agree to all sorts of things that way,” he replies teasingly, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear, “but you need to think things over with a relatively clear head.”

“Fiiiine,” you whine, though you’re smiling. “Lay it on me, Mr. Silver.”

“I want you to think about what you’re feeling about all this, and try to figure out the roots of those feelings.”

You bite your lip, looking down at the counter. Terry takes your hand, and you give it a squeeze.

“I know it’s hard, just take your time,” he says encouragingly, and you nod, thinking.

“I’m feeling very scared and… overwhelmed, honestly,” you begin. “When I go back home, I’m not really sure what I’m going back to. Like I said, I kind of came here to reevaluate, gain some perspective… you ruined that plan, by the way,” you say teasingly, looking into his eyes for the first time since you’d started speaking. He preens a bit, making you giggle.

“I don’t have a job or anything to go back to, I quit before I came here. I have some interviews lined up over the next couple of weeks, but not for anything I’m really passionate about…” you shrug nonchalantly.

“I don’t feel particularly close to anyone there right now either.” Not compared to you anyway, you think to yourself. “I was never really a social butterfly, and a lot of my time was spent with my ex and our mutual friends, and I’m really sick of all of them looking at me like a kicked puppy.” You sigh, biting your lip. “I’m sure this is all great stuff to hear from the person you’re interested in,” you add sarcastically.

“Not tied down by anything or anyone, just begging to be whisked away? My kind of woman,” Terry replies teasingly, leering at you, and you giggle. He leans in to whisper in your ear. “And I think we’ve established that I’m far more than interested in you, haven’t we, love?”

Your heart skips a beat at his words, and he rests his forehead for a moment on yours, staring deeply into your eyes.

“I guess that’s why this is all so overwhelming,” you confess, still close enough your noses are touching. “It would be so easy to just drop everything and move to L.A. and be with you, and that’s what makes it so scary. There’s nothing to hold me back…” your breathing hitches and your heartrate increases, and Terry leans back, giving you space to just feel.

“It’s crazy, moving across the country with nothing, and there would be so much to figure out so fast…” you continue after a moment, trying to maintain some composure. “What if I make a mistake?”

Terry strokes the side of your face comfortingly, and you close your eyes, leaning into the touch.

“Any better?” he murmurs, and you nod slightly without opening your eyes.

“A bit. Your turn?” you ask, looking at him pleadingly, and he nods.

“Eat while I talk,” he instructs, and you pick up your fork obediently, making him smile at you.

“This is incredibly overwhelming, Y/N, you’re not alone in thinking that. And while I obviously can’t share your concerns for a number of reasons, I hope I can help ease your worries no matter what decision you choose. If you want to stay back home for awhile, I will fly you out as often as you’d like. I’ll come visit you, I’ll buy a damn house there if that would help. The same goes for if you want to move here. If you want a place of your own, I’ll help you rent one, or buy you one, or move you right in here with me. Renovate the whole west wing of the third floor and call it your own, if you wish.”

“Now, I know that that’s a problem for you,” he says, as you go to interrupt him, pushing your fruit salad towards you and giving you a stern look. You scowl, taking another bite. “And I want to respect your independence and desires for your life. I know that you’re not comfortable with me using my money to solve your problems. So if you want a job here, I can and will open doors for you. I can give you a job at one of my own companies. If you never want to work again, that’s more than alright with me. Anything you need, Y/N… I’m there for you. Your whole life.”

Terry takes a casual sip of coffee after his confession, while you struggle to swallow your mouthful of fruit.

“But how are you so sure?” you protest once you manage to swallow. He smiles at you.

“Because I want to be,” he replies, as if that explained everything. “I want you, I feel oh so many feelings for you, and I want to plan for a future with you. I am in a fortunate position where I can and will move mountains to make that happen; you just have to tell me where to put them. I am happy to help you figure everything else out along the way, my dear. I plan on spoiling you as much as I possibly can, in whatever capacity you will allow me to. If that has to start in separate houses across the country or across town from each other, it makes no difference to me. As long as you’re mine,” he purrs possessively, gripping your chin firmly in one hand. You’re shaking like a leaf, something he notes with a self-deprecating smile.

“I’m sorry, I’m scaring you,” he says softly, releasing your face. “Tell me why, and I’ll fix it.”

“I just don’t understand why you’re willing to risk all of this on me,” you whisper, your voice breaking. You’re not even sure why your heart is clenching the way it is; the man you were crazy about had just told you that he would do anything and everything in his power to give you the exact life you wanted. All you had to do was choose.  

He takes your face in hand once more, tilting your face up until you meet his eyes. You try your best not to tremble this time.

“Are you only interested in me for my money, Y/N?” he asks bluntly, and your jaw drops.

“What? No, Terry, of course not!”

“Would you still consider a relationship with me if I was just another middleclass man?”

“That would actually level the playing field between us a bit.”

He gives you a look, getting out of his chair and turning yours around, your back now to the counter. He comes to stand in front of you, leaning down and caging you in.

“People meet and fall in love in all sorts of circumstances, Y/N. When they stay together, they try to build the best life together that they can. It’s not your fault that I’ve had a few decades more than you, and a great deal of luck, that have allowed me to build up a life for both of us before I met you. We just get to skip the part where we struggle together.”

“And live happily ever after?” you tack on cheekily, trying to process his logic. This kind of thing didn’t happen in the real world, did it?

“Yes, if I get my way.”

“You usually do,” you tease, and he rolls his eyes.

“I don’t know about that,” he replies, gently tugging a lock of your hair. “You’ve been undermining me since I met you.”

“You’ll get used to it eventually,” you reason, looking up at him meaningfully. His blue eyes lock with yours, his mouth opening as he tries to find words.

“I don’t know just what I want yet,” you tell him firmly, wanting to be clear. “I just know that I want you. And I still have to go home first, but I don’t see the point in going back and forth and wasting all your money on pointless flights when we both know I’m going to end up here eventually–”

You had several other points to make, but Terry’s mouth on yours has them quickly slipping from your mind. He lifts you into his arms with ease, kissing you with a fierce joy that has your heart singing as he carries you to a couch in the living room. Negotiations were over, it would seem.

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