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trippygalaxy · 1 year

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(i didnt mean to become as fixated on dilf! neighbor! time as i did. it was meant to be a little one-off thing and now im here now)

(i took larger-than-the-doorway! time and ramped it to 100 because i have an unhealthy relationship with size differences :P)

(looking back at this i feel like time would live in a townhouse more than apartment if he had to live in one but were already this far in and i cant be bothered to change it)

(but at the same time i already have a very specific vision of dilf! time and im here to make that someone elses problem)

(with as much love as a almost 2,000 word "drabble" im dumping on you can have, 🐈‍⬛)

it didn't take long for you to meet time's son, nicknamed twilight because of how he would sneak onto the roof in the middle of the night and howl at the moon like a wolf as a child.

time swore you to secrecy unless you wanted twilight to brood until he went home.

(you figured twilight looked around your age from the-- notably-- physical pictures he showed you.

as for time, though he had refused to give up his age and answered with some cryptic references only people from his time would know, you'd figured time was in his mid-to-late-forties despite his younger appearance.)

as soon as a greeting of "howdy," paired with a southern accent leaves twilight's mouth, you also figure that he took most of his mannerisms from his mother.

the two share a hug filled with claps on the back, "how are you," "what all happened while i was gone," and teasing that's stereotypical to a father-son pair.

it had taken a minute of twilight taking in the apartment for him to notice you sitting on the couch, watching them interact as quietly as a mouse.

(throughout the week it had taken him to visit his dad-- or pops, as he called him-- you'd helped time arrange, rearrange, and unpack his furniture, dishes, and other accessories.

the look twilight gives you is of well-hidden confusion. it makes you wonder how often time invited or spent time with people outside their group, or if you were an anomaly in his routine.

the initial attraction you held to him was very much still there. a small part of you hoped you were the only one he showed this level of attention to while another prayed your feelings away.)

the corner of twilight's eyes crinkle when he smiles the same way time's does and it's undeniable that they were related despite the obvious differences in their physical appearances.

several emotions cross twilight's smile despite his smile. you quickly realize he was trying to figure out how to address you and whether or not he should be a family-level of friendly or stranger-level.

"junior," time quickly steps beside his son, a firm hand on his shoulder, "this is the neighbor i was telling you about; back when i stopped by to pick up the milk."

the way time says your name after reminding twilight would've flustered you if you weren't in the presence of his son.

twilight's eyes widen in recognition. "oh, shi— oot." you laugh at the way he censors himself and he visibly relaxes. "yeah, now i remember, uh-huh."

you adjust yourself so that you were fully facing the two from over the couch, lifting yourself higher by sitting on your knees.

"it's a pleasure to meet you, junior," you say, extending an arm for him to shake. he enthusiastically does so. "your dad says you're a hoot to be around."

time turns away and his shoulders shake.

twilight's nose crinkles with a cringe.

"i don't think it's a good idea pops is friends with someone who makes jokes just as corny as him."

"i try not to make them so often, i don't know what came over me."

twilight sticks his tongue into the side of his mouth and makes a "huh," noise.

"if it makes you any better, i'll try and make sure he doesn't either."

your answer seems to please twilight and he hops onto the couch in response. he's a respectable distance away in comparison to time when he rounds the seat to sit on your other side.

it was a good-sized couch, but what space you hadn't taken was quickly filled up when the two sat down.

if you weren't so easily convinced the two were gentle giants, you'd be scared of their shared large stature.

"good to hear," he says thankfully, offering you his hand again as though you had made some sort of deal. "i get scared when no one's around to keep him in check."

time waves him off, his arm hitching itself on the back of the sofa behind your head when he lowers it. "i'm grown," and though his face screams to be taken seriously, you and twilight both know he's joking. "are you gonna join us tonight?"

"what're tonight's plans?" twilight finally forces his attention away from your (lack of) proximity. his eyes occasionally wander back before jumping up again.

"movie night," you answer, pointing to the coffee table decorated with various snacks, drinks, and the thick, leather-bound binder (that he proudly admitted to having made) filled to the brim with cds and a few orange envelopes filled with what didn't fit. "your dad heard that i know anything about this one series and insisted we watch it."

"it's a classic."

"for senior citizens, maybe."

any and all apprehension and curiosities leave twilight at your muttered comment. he reveals a sharp pair of canines when he smiles with his full-body laugh.

"right!" it sounds more like a bark when he exclaims. you wonder if time sounds the same when he gets loud. "and aren't you too old to be having movie nights? shouldn't you be cheese and wine tasting?"

"aren't you too old to go trick-or-treating every year?"

"that's wind and aryll," twilight defends just as light-heartedly as time had been. he reaches around you to flick his hand against time's chest for added effect. "y'know their grandma can't take them like she used to."

twilight's focus turns back to you when he picks up the binder full of cds. he runs his hands over the engraved cover of it with a fond look before opening it, pulling out the first movie in the series before putting the binder back and standing.

"you're gonna hate this," twilight says with a grin, squatting in front of the disc player while showing you the cd. "he made me watch these all the time as a kid. the cover of it’s even faded!"

time rolls his eyes, pushing up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows. "it'd old but gold."

"oh my goddesses," you and twi groan in unison.

you're not sure at what point you fell asleep during the marathon, but you are sure twilight was the first to knock out last night and that the bed you woke up in isn't your own.

(either way, you're glad time had told you to dress comfortably when you were planning the night.)

it's hard to get out of the bed when you're surrounded by warm covers, a soft mattress, and the smell of cocoa, vanilla, cedar, and sage; but just like a week before, you somehow force yourself to.

if you were any less awake, you're sure you'd float into the kitchen like a cartoon character by the smell of breakfast.

you'd be worse off if you had seen the sight in front of the stove if you had been.

your bleary sight quickly clears when time's bare back enters your field of view. his defined muscles moved each time he stirred the contents in the pan, hand considerably dwarfing the spatula in his hand.

"are you alright?"

you're taken out of your admiring when time speaks. you hadn't seen him turn to look and there were no reflective surfaces during your blank staring, so you assume it was a skill he picked up from his time in the military, or something.

"yeah," you yawn, padding further into the kitchen and looking at the rather large amount of food piled on a plate. "just woke up."

time hums and turns just enough to finally look at you. "you look like you slept well," he says with a chuckle, looking away when you almost miss the stool beside the island counter. "i'm surprised junior's snoring didn't wake you up."

"couldn't even hear him."

as if on cue, a snore comes from where you remember is the guest bedroom. that leaves you to assume time took the pullout couch.

"well, it's good you woke up before him. he's eaten double his weight since he was a babe."

"was he one of those really fat babies?"

"his aunt had to keep making him clothes because the ones in the market never fit him— then he started outgrowing those too!”

you hide your face in your arms by laying it against the counter, ignoring the chill of it.

time had to skip over that part of twilight's life when he had shown you the pictures, saying that twilight had stolen them from him and his mother so they couldn't embarrass him, but the thought alone was enough to make you laugh.

"breakfast isn't anything special. i've never been one to cook," he adds, plating another pile of eggs onto the plate.

(getting a better look at the plate, you could now see he had separated them by regular eggs, eggs with cheese, and eggs with spinach.)

(you refuse to comment on it.)

"i can cook something else if you want?"

"this is my home and you just up. i couldn't make you do that."

you shrug your shoulders and lift your head to instead support your chin with your arms, watching him cook again. "whatever you say, sir."

there are a few moments where time refuses to say anything. leaving you to drift back to sleep. the only sound left in the apartment are the sizzling of the pan, the creaks time's knees make when he takes a step to look in the refrigerator, and the occasional snoring from twilight before he wakes you up with—

"so did you just settle on calling me sir?"

"hmm?"

"sir," time repeats, "is that what you've decided to call me?"

you tilt your head so you instead laid on your cheek, eyes finally trailing somewhere other than him. "i guess," you mutter in a half-hearted tone, knowing he'd hear you regardless of how quiet you spoke when his pointed ear twitches like a dog's. "do you want me to stop?"

(watching it and recalling your memories from the night before, you think it safe to guess that twilight got his wolf-ish qualities from time.)

"no," time is quick to respond. he pulls out what you think is a small box filled with pork bacon and turkey bacon, both separated, and opens it, laying a few pieces on the pan with a fork before putting the box down. "i like it."

"then sir it is," you respond, fluttering your eyes closed again.

"you should go back to bed if you're gonna go back to sleep."

you shake your head with a groan, refusing to look even after he leaves the bacon to cook to instead lean over you, hands laying themselves on either side of you. "i'm comfortable here, thank you though, sir."

time makes a noncommittal noise, one of his hands lifting to move a runaway piece of hair from blocking his view of your face.

"you younger generations are stubborn as hell," he says in a low voice.

"so glad you could notice that, sir."

MMMMMMMM—

Im in love with this ong— its so fucking cute and love the fact that Twi isn’t immediately like ‘eho tf is this?’ But also isn’t completely warmed up to us?? Love that /gen

Also, fact that its a movie night?? Totally cute and so fitting for Time to pick the oldest shit.

I COULDNT HELP BUT IMAGINE TIME ACTUALLY NOT BEING IN HIS FORTIES?? like okay hear me out— reader and twi ran into eachother and are just talking and somehoe Times age got brought up and readers all like ‘oh yeah, he hasn’t like told me how old he is but im assuming mid to late forties’ and Twi’s eyes just bulge out of his head and he goes to explain that he dad is actually in his 30’s—

And reader is mortified and so happy at the same time?? Happy cause they didn’t bring that up to Time and didnt completely embarrassed themselves (and also so the age gap is a smaller— not a big fan if hugeeee age gaps myself lol)

—

ALSO!! Idea!! The boys are over and chilling when they hear just a frustrated yell from outside. Wind (or whoever) goes to look and sees the neighbor struggling to fix their car! Hood is popped and their hunched over with a flash light trying to see wtf is wrong

The dad is Time goes ‘oh shit, car problems? Lets go!’ And hes quick to grab his tools before telling the boys hrll be right back!

Time helps Reader, some idol chitchat is held as Time kinda realizes they’re kinda stressed. When he asked if they gotta be anywhere, they said ‘not today but i do have plans tomorrow.’

Time is tempted to ask more but his neighbor looks stressed enough. Eventually Time finds the problem and fixes it! Estactics, reader give Time a small hug before pulling back and asking him what was the problem.

During his explanation, reader notices a few figure staring out of Times window.

Art asks if Time had anyone over and when Time turned to look where reader was looking, he noticed a few familiar shapes ducking from view. Time gives a small laugh and explains its his son and his friends.

Reader nods with a smile and thanks Time again, walking to their bag in the car and pulling out some cash. Time is quick yo deny the cash but reader is persistent.

Finally Time finally says that they can make it up to him by making that wonderful breakfast they made him the first time the two met <33

#trippy answers #anon ask #tales from the void #🐈‍⬛ anon #dilf time #trippy going feral

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g0nta-g0kuhara · 2 years

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OKAY Im normal now I can talk about the Rantaro cutscene at the beginning of ch4

I was only going to talk about one thing but im just gonna rant about All of it. Because my head is spinning here.

This is how it opens up. I vaguely remembered this scene happening, and Only because of a Situation I had with the character gallery in the bonus features section a few weeks ago. I completely forgot everything he talked about. I think when I saw this for the first time, I assumed the "yourself" he was talking about here was actually all 16 students, and by "seeing yourself like this" he meant something more figurative, like seeing themselves without their memories or still as ultimates or something?

Anyway, now its clear to me he means literally seeing himself. This was a video he recorded for himself, I'm convinced of it. He watched it "a few days ago" because although I'm not sure of the full timescale here I know v3 is happening in like. maybe over a week by ch4. Maybe this video was on his monopad, and he watched it, which is what gave him his "hunch" in ch1? And thats why he was carrying around his monopad when he got killed?

Here they are bringing up this rule again!! I somehow completely forgot about this rule until I replayed ch1, even though I didnt even see this particular scene that long ago. This is why I'm replaying the game. Anyways, this also makes me think Rantaro was pointing out a loophole to this end game rule. One nightmare scenario I have for ch5/ch6 is that this rule will come into effect and there will only be two survivors. Namely either Shuichi and Maki or Shuichi and Kokichi. This would mean all my favourites who are still alive (Kaito, Kiibo, Tsumugi, and Himiko) would have to die. But maybe that doesn't have to be the case?

LOOK. I JUST NEED TO BOAST FOR A SECOND OK? Now Obviously it cuts off before he actually says the main part of this reveal, but I'm convinced that the theory I made at the beginning of replaying ch3 is right. LOOK:

I think this is at LEAST Rantaro's second killing game. Maybe he killed and got away with it, maybe he used that rule (which could be likely if he knows a way to exploit it), I don't know. I also have a lot more questions if this is true. Why is he in another killing game? How did he record this video of himself and sneak it onto his monopad???

What does he mean here by "who he is" ??? Is he the mastermind? Is he working with the mastermind in exchange for escaping the previous killing game? Is this just about surviving a previous killing game? Or is this related to his talent maybe? Also, by "anyone", does he mean people outside (the Ultimate Hunt)? or his fellow students? What is he hiding that would make everyone else want him gone?

This, especially with the line right after, probably explains why in ch1 he said he couldn't share his idea for how to stop the killing killing game and something like "if [he] could, this wouldn't be so difficult." This makes me think the Rantaro we saw in ch1 had seen this video.

Back when I first saw this scene, I thought he was talking about everyone here. Now that I think he's only talking to himself, I have a LOT more questions. And concerns. Why does Specifically Rantaro want the killing game? I don't think he was suicidal the way Shuichi was in that one flashback, so is him wanting the killing game a sign pointing to him being the mastermind? Or working with them? If that's the case, that would explain why anyone finding out who he was would be problematic.

But also, if this is the case, why did ch1 Rantaro want to stop the killing game? Is it because he couldn't fully remember anything, so felt no attachment to the motives of This Rantaro and so, in his guilt for setting the game up, wanted to take it down with his insider knowledge? Or was he never evil, just a survivor of a previous killing game?

I know this was a lot to read so if anyone made it this far I'm giving you a gold star. This scene was bonkers and gave me a lot to think about. GOD I LOVE RANTARO and I'm So excited to learn more about him!! I Can't wait to play ch5!!

#rantaro amami #drv3 spoilers #ndrv3 spoilers #shut up me #pluto replays v3 #long post #WAAAUGHHHH

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miss-smutty · 4 years

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Only One Rule

A/N- a little bit late but I still have some valentine's Day one shots I wanted to do 🙈

Can you tell big, manly, dominant men are my kink? ✨ 🥵🥵

Summary- You and your best guy friend are single and decide to have an Anti-Valentines day night together watching horror movies, there's only one rule - NO mention of ANYTHING romantic. You get scared and one things leads to another...

Pairing- Thor x you

Word count- 2,260

Warnings- Swearing, smut

18+ only

Posted: 18th February 2021

Valentine's One-Shot Masterlist

"If you're coming over tonight, there's only one rule - NO romance what so ever and I know that's going to be so hard for you because you're all chivalrous and old fashioned but that's the deal, ok?" You said to Thor through the phone, trying to make plans for the night. It was Valentine's Day and you were pathetically single, luckily for you, so was Thor. It had been your idea to have an Anti-Valentines night with your best friend, the last thing you needed was to be reminded that people are actually in love.

"What are you talking about Y/N?"

"Like no romance at all, no romantic movies, no describing women in a poetic way and even no holding doors open for me. Basically just don't be you for the night."

"You want me to be somebody else?" You're confusing his poor ditzy brain.

"Right, you know that show we watched together - Sons of Anarchy?" You ask.

"Yes, the one with the bikers" you can practically hear the cogs turning in his brain.

"Yeah... be like him, the main guy"

"You want me to treat you like a whore and call you bitch?" Wow! Why did those words coming from Thor's lips, make your pussy flutter?

"Well not exactly but that's better than being all mushy" you were thankful he was on the other end of the phone because you were sure your cheeks were glowing, bright red.

"I'm not sure what you're talking about but I'll see you tonight" he hung up the phone before you could protest anymore.

Now all you had to do was spend the day avoiding anything love related, which meant you couldn't leave the house. If you did you'd be surrounded by couples, kissing and holding hands. Bleugh, thinking about it was enough to make you sick.

You spent the day picking out horror movies you could watch, preparing snacks and getting yourself ready. Just because you were anti-love didn't mean you couldn't look your best. You convinced yourself you were dressing up because you had nothing better to do, it's not like it's a date or anything, is it? You pondered the thought, he's your best friend, no definitely not a date.

*****************

Shaking the curls loose from your head and running your fingers through them, you stood up to check yourself out in the mirror.

The high-waisted leather look trousers, with a deep plunge, black cami top didn't look too much did it? You turned around in the mirror, checking yourself at a different angle and completed the look with some red lipstick. Just as you began to doubt your outfit choice you heard the doorbell ring, too late now.

You couldn't help feeling nervous as you made your way to the door, to let Thor in. What the hell is going on with me?

Thor's jaw fell to the floor as you opened the door, looking you up and down as you stood in the doorway.

"Is there a change of plan? Are we going out?" He asked, still unable to pull his eyes away from your chest. You couldn't help feeling sexy as hell when he couldn't take his eyes off of you. Seriously, what the fuck is going on? He's your best friend, been your best friend since he came back to earth and you'd never had these sort of feelings for him before?

"Erm no. I just... Erm. We're watching horror movies I thought I'd dress as the queen of darkness" shrugging your shoulders sarcastically.

"If you wanted to be queen you..." Thor started before you cut him off mid-sentence.

"Ah Thor, stop! I know you was just about to say something romantic and you've barely walked through the door"

"Right sorry, whores and bitches. Got it... Is that the look you were going for?"

"Are you saying I look like a whore? I don't know whether to be proud or offended" you scoffed, pushing his tall frame into the room.

"No, no... I..."

"Relax I'm just fucking with ya" poor Thor, doesn't know if he's coming or going, you laugh under your breath, putting your hand over your mouth when he glares at you.

"Why don't you pick a movie while I order pizza?" You pass Thor the remote while you search through your phone for the number.

After a couple of minutes he turns to you, smiling widely "Right, I've chosen the movie"

You look up from your phone to see he'd chosen a forbidden chick flick.

"No way!'

"Relax, I'm just fucking with you" he laughs, proudly.

"Ohhh, touche." You say, laughing along with him.

************

The movie you'd chosen was ridiculously scary, you'd had to grab a cushion from behind you to use as a shield on the really jumpy parts. Thor had gotten himself comfy on the couch with his long legs stretched out and feet resting on the coffee table in front, along with the snacks and pizza. His arm was stretched around the back of the couch, behind your head, his tall, thick physique making your couch look tiny and giving you no option but to snuggle up closely to him.

"Argh!" You scream at another jump scare, throwing yourself into Thor's side and hiding your face into his chest. Wow does he always smell this good? You sneaked a peek at him through your eyelashes and found him contently watching you, making your stomach flip when you look into his deep, blue eyes.

You move away from him, trying to put as much distance between you as you can on this small couch. Your thighs are still touching and you can feel physical sparks from the contact, Thor smirks at you when he realises what you're doing.

"Y/N - "

"Nope, stop" you cut him off, knowing he's going to say something that's going to melt your heart and make you lose all your restraint.

"But - " He continues.

"Shh" you say pointing at the screen in front of you, pretending to watch but you can't stop your mind from racing. He's your best friend, you can't feel this way? Can you?

He puts his big hand on your thigh, shocking you when it makes your heart stop. You look down, staring at it, unsure of what to say. You can see he's watching you, more than he's watching the movie and it makes you squirm in your spot.

Oh fuck, why is he looking at me like that? Your heart is racing so fast.

From the corner of your eye, you can see he's moved so he's facing you and he's now making his way towards you.

"What are you - " his lips make contact with yours, stopping you mid-sentence, pushing you back so your laid on your couch and he's hovering above you.

"Thor I said no rom -"

"Just shut up for once, will you?" Oh fuck me! Your pussy clenches. You're weak, so fucking weak. You release a inhuman noise, somewhere between a whine and moan and it stirs an animalistic nature in Thor. You can actually see the switch in his eyes as they swirl with hunger.

"Open your legs" yes fucking sir! You do as you're told and he settles himself in-between them, eating you up with his eyes.

"Thor - "

"Seriously, shh. You've been such a brat all day and then I find you wearing this, I can't take much more" his words and deep tone of voice make you welp. He smiles darkly, knowing what he's doing to you. Is this really the Thor you know?

What have you created? Whatever it is, you fucking want it!

"Take off your trousers - " you start peeling them down immediately but he stops your hands midway " - No. slowly" he groans. Oh fuck!

Thor bites his bottom lip and groans loudly when he sees your black, lacey panties. Unable to keep up the slow pace, he hungrily grasps your mound in the palm of his hand.

"Mmm, so wet" he smirks. How is this even happening?

"Wait, Thor - " you stop him, just before he pulled down your panties, his fingers hooked into either side.

"What now?" He sighs, exasperated.

"Only one rule -" he cuts you off, too eager to get started.

"Yes, yes, yes. No romance, I get it. I can fuck you without being romantic" he says gruffly. oh my dear fucking lord! Yes please! He rips your panties as he's pulling them down and flings them off to the side with a grunt, his strength and eagerness betraying him.

He kneels up inbetween your thighs, circling your clit with his thumb while he watches you intently, squirming beneath him. When he sees your stomach clench, he stops rubbing, making you moan loudly.

"If you don't like it, then why are you moaning?" He whispers into your ear. Oh god! You want to grab him but he's pinning you in place with his thick thighs.

"I didn't say I didnt like - " he didn't wait for you to finish before he buried his face between your legs " - ah fuck Thor" lapping at your wetness with his thick fucking tongue. Your body jerks as he repeatedly circles your clit with the tip of his tongue. It's truly agonisingly pleasurable, desperately pushing yourself up into his mouth.

"Fuck, you taste so fucking good" he says stopping to look up at you, his mouth glistening with your juices before he dives straight back in, making you writhe and moan.

"Oh god Thor, I can't take anymore" you scream as your legs begin shaking uncontrollably and your body turns ridgid as you gush all over his mouth.

"Mmm" he says while still pressing his lips to you, the sound vibrating your already swollen, aching clit making you release another orgasm. You still haven't recovered from the first and the whole room spins around you as you come down from the high, a ringing reverberating in your ears. Thor still sucking your clit into his mouth while his tongue flicks up and down relentlessly.

"I can't... Ah fuck. Pleaseee" you plead, unable to take much more of the unforgiving pleasure coursing through your core.

He moves his mouth away but replaces his lips with his thick fingers, so you only have seconds to breathe before your holding your breath again. Desperately grasping at the sofa cushions to brace yourself.

"Tell me" he says breathlessly, his hair tousled from your fingers.

"I... I -" you can't speak, you don't even know what day it is. Locked in a neverending loop of pure hedonism.

"I won't stop until you tell me what you want" he curls his fingers up to meet your spot, gazing in your eyes as he continually finger bangs you until you're gushing over his fingers. Melting into the couch with the euphoric rapture of yet another orgasm. Mewling beneath him as you unspeakably beg him for his cock without actually being able to speak out loud.

"Fuck... Me" you force out between breaths making him smile wickedly. All you can do is lay there and watch as he pulls his trousers over his cheeks, just until his cock is free. Before you can even take in the sight of his huge cock, he's slamming you into oblivion.

You instinctively wrap your legs around his back, pushing him impossibly deeper into you, with your feet. You watch his face screw as your walls clamp around his cock like a vice, groaning in your ear as he slams into you over and over again.

You've never felt pleasure like this before, the whole thing has felt like one giant orgasm from start to finish. You don't ever want it to end, his narcotic power over you. The way he can make you feel like a goddess but weak at the same time.

You roll your hips, bringing them up to meet his thrusts at a unbelievable pace. You can feel the gripping sensation rising through your veins again as you come harder than ever before, screaming at the same time. Thor looks at you, checking you're ok before he carries on the onslaught. You're an absolute quivering wreck and you don't know how you can take much more without shattering into a million pieces.

"You good?" He whispers in your ear, slowing down the pace ever so slightly.

"Hmm, kiss me." he smiles before kissing you tenderly, opening your mouth with his lips so he can find your tongue. You hold on to his back while he fucks you gently, a much softer, forgiving pace.

"I thought you said no romance?" You feel him smile on your lips, while you roll your hips into his, matching his pace.

He moves the hair from your face and holds your head in his hands, his forehead resting on yours.

"Look at me" he continues thrusting in to you while you gaze into each others eyes. The look of lust you see there, making your orgasm build again. You can feel his cock twitching when he's almost ready, grunting with the last of his thrusts. You can feel the power of his come as he pumps into you, then falls limply on your chest. You're both panting loudly as you wait for your climaxes to pass, your chests rising and falling so fast. He rests himself between your legs, trying not to put all of his weight on to you, waiting for you to recover in a comfortable silence.

"Well that escalated quickly" you say, laughing nervously, hoping that this wasn't going to make things awkward between you now.

"I'm not finished with you yet" or maybe it's just the start of a whole new relationship dynamic, one you were more than happy to pursue after that performance.

#thor odinson #thor x you #thor x reader #thor smut #thor #mcu smut #smut

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bishoprose · 3 years

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some Young Royals thoughts,

or, Simon x Wilhelm x some future sneaking around at Hillerska, feat. a supportive headmistress:

Avoiding thinking about fandom nonsense by writing this? Couldn’t be me (it’s me).

Anyway CONSIDER THIS:

So by their third year, Simon and Sara are residents at Hillerska.

Simon and Wilhelm’s relationship is, of course, very public knowledge by now. They’re together and happy.

Also, everyone in their circle who matters loves and supports them but that’s beside the point.

The POINT is, they can’t exactly room together if they’re dating, it’s against the rules.

That doesn’t stop them from sneaking into each other’s rooms almost every night.

Simon refused for the first semester after he’d become a resident, not wanting to mess up his standing at the school, but Wilhelm wore him down pretty quickly after a long winter break of only seeing each other twice.

Sleeping alone has become too, well, lonely; the bed is too empty, the air too cold without a tangle of arms and legs draped every which way on top of the other.

The nights are good, how could they not be?

But the early mornings are their favorite. Stealing sleep-addled kisses between groggy “good mornings” and “I love you’s” and “good luck on your exam today’s”

And then realizing their “five more minutes” of cuddling has turned into “we’re going to be late for our first class if we don’t get up right this very minute MALIN WHY DIDNT YOU TELL US WE MISSED BREAKFAST AGAIN-”

It’s probably one of the worst-kept secrets at the school, at this point.

So of course the headmistress catches wind of it somewhere in the first few months of this happening.

BUT. Listen.

She’s had a soft spot for Wilhelm since he first started.

Ever since she watched his world fall apart not once, but twice.

Ever since she learned- through careful observation- that Wilhelm does not get the affection that he craves so desperately from his parents.

Queen or not, that woman is still a mother with an affection-starved son, she thinks severely to herself more than once.

She has eyes everywhere. She knows there’s something between the two of them. She sees how different Wilhelm is once Simon collides headfirst into his life.

She mourns the loss of their privacy and innocence when that tape is released.

She never cared much for August anyway.

She privately celebrates when the boys reunite, because she knows. She knows Simon is good for Wilhelm. He’s lighter, happier, friendlier when they’re together. Simon is the sunshine that warms Wilhelm from the inside out.

He’s the steadfast support Wilhelm needs to lean against when the thought of one day ruling a country becomes too much; too overwhelming.

And so. All that to say.

She turns a blind eye to the boys’ sleeping arrangements.

Pretends she doesn’t hear it when the new first years are giggling over the rumors as she passes them in the courtyards.

Shuts down the conversation with a pointed and steely stare when one of her staff mentions it.

And late one night, as she’s walking down the hall (maybe she was there solving an issue or had a really late meeting idk??), and decided to cut through the dorm area because she secretly thinks of the students as her children and likes to check every now and then that things are okay, she turns a corner to come face to face with a wide-eyed Simon.

He’s pulled up fast, breathing just a bit heavier, as though he’d been hurrying.

She notes that he’s coming from the direction of his room, and that he’s not technically meant to be out of it at this late hour.

And Wilhelm’s room is behind the door she’s just passed and she knows.

“Sorry!” Simon gasps out. “I was, erm, I mean I’m not- I wasn’t-” she watches him fumble anxiously for an excuse.

“Next time, Mr. Eriksson, do try to avoid being caught.”

And she smiles. Just smiles.

As she walks past him toward the hallway’s exit, leaving him gaping in her wake, she can’t help but toss one last comment over her shoulder.

“Please tell His Royal Highness that I wish him a good and ah, restful night.”

She may have a private boarding school to run, but she has teenagers to show a little love and kindness to first.

And if she can lighten the burden for the future king of Sweden and his love, even if it’s just by ensuring them a few extra hours of privacy before they graduate, away from the prying eyes and tiring gossip, well, could you blame her?

#so glad I got that off my chest #I just really need them to have all the support and love in the world?#wilmon #wilhelm x simon #young royals #young royals thoughts #kinda wanna write this into a whole fic now

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wildcardaces · 2 years

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@ruby-static "poison darts" edition!

Where...ouch.

But first!

*Shawn and quil in the background singing killer queen*

Clover: fuck yeah im a killer queen

Jesse: uhh.... dads arent singing about you

Clover: what

Anna: ohh no-

Clover: im a PERFECT killer queen!

Jesse: more like killer peasant

Anna: yo you two your kids be fighting

Quil: you mean his kids? Im just filler dad

Shawn: ok you two-

Anna just watching as clover and jesse suddenly have one of their classic sibling arguments. Shawn is ready to break it up again and OOF quil XD

Suddenly!

Riki and anna are sneaking through Dylans lair when suddenly-

Riki, accidentally stepping on a poison trap: A-

Anna: riki!?

Riki: get the fuck out of here!

Anna: WH-

Riki: tch. This is gonna hurt so fucking much..

Dylan has a fucking poisondart trap room and riki being riki, shoved his spyphone at anna and made her teleport away which meant it was only him getting sent to pain town. And unfortunately for him the poison darts did a nasty number on what he had of his vision.

Riki: what type of ass makes a poison dart room?

Shawn: an albatross apparently.....what can you see.

Riki: uhh....im gonna be real with you chief. Apart from your shadow? I abso-fuckin-loutly see nothing.

Riki is a stubborn bastard which meant he had a chance to tell an epf doc about his failing vision. He didnt want to bother them though which ended up with this situation. However, the thing about seeing shadows and having the ability to use shadow jitsu? He has his own way of getting around.

And the finale!

Riki is basically a shadow toph. She sees with her earth bending, riki sees with his shadow jitsu. He's still learning this though but he's slowly getting better at it.

#agent a anna #agent a quil #clover #jesse #shawn #riki #club penguin ocs #club penguin oc #club penguin

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lemons3ason · 4 years

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SK8 THE INFINITY (Late Valentines Special Headcannon

(A/n: I HAVE BECOME A SLUT FOR THIS SERIES SK8 THE INFINITY GIVES ME SO MUCH LIFE EVEN THOUGH ITS STILL SO NEW! DIDNT HAVE TIME YESTERDAY SO HERES THE LATE VALENTINES SPECIAL WITH THE MAINS FROM SK8 THE INFINITY)

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Langa Hasegawa

-Sweet clueless child is a complete idiot when it comes to love and to make it worse you’re dense to his advances.

-Met you at school with Reki and would try to be as close to you as possible, letting you borrow his board so he could enjoy your smile as you skated.

-Due to personal reasons you were extremely touch starved and Langa was more then willing to hug you all day long but he’d find himself staring at your lips in want.

-Once Valentines came around he felt like finally confessing to you despite the holiday being a total cliche.

-Decided to make you chocolates, unfortunately he kept burning the batches so he had to ask his mom for help which resulted in her finding out about you.

-Wrote a message on the chocolates himself despite his terrible penmanship and hoped you would appreciate it and accept him.

-Almost forgets the chocolates the next day since he overslept and was late for school, wishes you a good morning over texts and asks you to meet him at the front gates to talk to you.

-Was bombarded by fan girls at school that wanted to give him gifts and found himself bumping into someone, just so happened to be you, but he realizes that he knocked something out of your hands and it got crushed under another girls foot.

-For the first time ever he actually saw your face pale and tears prick the corner of your (e/c) hues, he growled under his breathe shouting at everyone to leave as he wrapped his arms around you.

-You didn’t hug him back, you just silently cried somehow not making a sound and he sighed seeing you upset.

-“I’m sorry they crushed your gift, were you giving it to someone?”, he tried to hide the jealousy in his voice as he wiped away your tears.

-You nodded your head before explaining that they were meant for him. He blushed of course but a goofy grin plastered itself on his face as he cupped your cheeks and slammed a kiss against your sweet warm lips.

-He pulled away leaving you a stuttering mess as he presented you his little pink gift box. You took it and opened it giggling at what he had wrote, “We’re already friends Langa.”, you giggled showing him his incorrect kanji.

-“N-no I-I meant boyfriend, can I be your boyfriend pretty please?”, he begged as if he still had no chance with you.

-You giggled and smiled again before cupping his cheeks and returning his sweet kiss from before. Successful Valentines Confession.

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Reki Kyan

-Y’all already been dating but this was your first Valentines together so he wanted to make it special.

-“Gotta head to work bye Reki.”, you hummed kissing his lips sweetly before you skated away on your board.

-He smiled watching you disappear into the sunset but once you were out of sight he bolted the rest of the way home.

-He’s not your ordinary guy and he loves skateboarding so he wanted to protray his feelings for skateboarding and you into his next project.

-Stayed up day and night in order to finish it and rushed to your house Valentines morning to spend the day with you before he presented your gift to you.

-Treated you to your favorite ice cream shop and a shopping spree at the plush store where you excitedly bought all the cute anime and animal plushes you had been dying for.

-You presented his gift to him around noon by taking him to a very special skateboard shop that your dad owned, he got first dibs at all the latest equipment and parts he needed for future projects and you couldn’t help smiling as he gasped at your father for letting him keep everything he had picked out and wanted.

-Your dad dropped you both off at Reki’s house in a pick up truck since Reki and gotten so much and helped unload it while you went in to greet his mother and sisters.

-He ran to his garage to get your gift but started getting nervous thinking that you wouldn’t like it.

-“S-she’ll like it I know she will. (Y/n)’s always spoiling me so this will pay her back for being so wonderful to me.”, he thought hugging the board tight to his chest as he ran back in to see you.

-“H-hey (Y/n), can you come here for a sec?”

-He could hear you running towards him and smiled nervously as he hid the board behind his back.

-Has you close your eyes and places the board deck side down in your arms so you can see the custom design he made for you on the back.

-You absolutely screech in joy seeing the new board in your arms, you couldn’t believe it was actually yours. Reki has to grab you by the cheeks hold you in place and tell you it was yours like five times just for you to believe him.

-You can’t help but throw yourself against him to hug him and kiss his pudgy face all over while chanting ‘I love you’ over and over again.

-He’s so happy you like your new board, he’s so overwhelmed by your affection but he absolutely adores you and kisses you one more time before dragging you off to his room for a movie and cuddles.

-A dorky sweetheart you can’t tell me otherwise.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Miya Chinen

-YOU ARE VIDEO GAME BUDDIES!

-Met during an online gaming tournament, you actually beat him, you became rivals for each other.

-When you both met in real life he absolutely adored you, sweet, kind, outgoing, and obviously taller than him, he couldn’t help the blush that rose to his face upon meeting you.

-You two were a match made in heaven but he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you no matter how hard he tried and then he found out you had a crush on a boy from your school.

-Helps you shop for the perfect gift for your crush despite it breaking his heart and finds himself still buying you something in hopes of confessing to you first.

-Has a little Bunny plush holding a single sunflower in its arms in his room since he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you the day of Valentines.

-Doesn’t hear from you about your confession until the day after when your both playing online against each other.

-“Come on (Y/n), you could’ve easily deflected that! Don’t become a slime on me now player two.”, Miya yells into his mic regretting it immediately when he hears you sigh.

-“Sorry Miya I’m just not feeling it tonight, I’m gonna go to bed see ya later.”

-Your sad he can tell instantly from the sound of your voice, calls you on the phone to demand an explanation on why your sad and you burst into tears on the other side.

-“S-sorry...hkk...i-it’s just that I let myself get played. I got heartbroken yesterday by the guy I liked and I realized that I’m pretty much a weirdo that no one wants to be with. He laughed at me and tossed my gift out the third story window of the school and walked away with a prettier girl in his arms.”

-You don’t hear anything from Miya and sigh hearing the call end unbeknownst to you Miya was skating his way to your house as fast as he could to comfort you, his Valentines gift in his arms.

-You jump when you hearing tapping on your window and watch as Miya sneaks in with a little rabbit in his arms.

-“Then be my weirdo! Stay by my side and we can be weirdos together, you don’t need that slime ball when I wanna be the grand knight that protects my princess!”, Miya screamed extending the gift to you in hopes that you would accept his feelings.

-He feels the rabbit leave his hands and opens his eyes to see you smiling through your tears, he kinda panics and wipes away your tears with his sleeves and just holds you.

-He presses his for head against yours and sighs, “You don’t have to answer right now it’s just that...I-I umm...I want to be the Link to your Zelda i-if you know what I mean.”

-You giggle and hug him thanking him for his kind words and softly whisper, “I love you, Miya, and thank you.”, into his ear making him smile against your shoulder.

-Sweet baby boy!

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Kaoru Sakurashiki

-This dipshit works Valentine’s Day and forgets about it due to all the orders for custom calligraphy messages for couples.

-Annoyed by all the sappy messages and honestly putting half his effort in any of them.

-Forgets he has an interview that day until he hears a knock at his office door and you nervously enter.

-His heart races seeing you for the first time, you look so adorable in your business casual outfit, and your nervous smile has him falling over himself.

-“H-hello my name is (L/n) (F/n), I-it’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sakurashiki.”

-“She’s beautiful like a cherry blossom.”, he thought to himself.

-Overall the interview goes great, you’re just a year younger then him looking for a new job to pay for your new home.

-Loves you a lot and asks you to start immediately as his new secretary, you accept and start getting right to work. Eventually he notices you running around in your socks since your feet were hurting from the heels.

-Treats you to dinner once the shop is closed to welcome you to the team and falls in love with you more as you talk more about yourself.

-You are playful but still you have a calm and collected mind something he admires greatly.

-Waits till next Valentines to properly confess to you since he found it extremely hard to put his feelings into words.

-You surprisingly accept and he treats you to a rooftop diner where you both share a sweet dance under the moonlight.

-Dubs you his Blossom and spoils you with sweet gestures and shy kisses until he’s confident enough to kiss you properly.

-Laughs when he finds out you are jealous of Carla (his skateboard), you fume and decide to race him at S which shocks him because he didn’t know you could even skate.

-Absolutely loses it seeing you in your S wardrobe, a rather revealing kunoichi styled outfit that showed all the right parts leaving him wanting more.

-“Well Cherry Blossom let’s see what you can do.”, you smirked behind your fox mask.

-You end up slaughtering him in the race just from pure skill alone, Karla couldn’t keep up with your calculations and you won by a landslide.

-Gets jealous of the fan boys that suddenly accumulate over you once the race is finish, takes off both of your masks so he can kiss you silly.

“I won jealous cherry.”

“Shut up and kiss me little blossom.”

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Kojiro Nanjo

-This large himbo had a whole plan to make you extremely jealous by flirting with other women until you were furious with him before surprising you with a special hotel room that he rented out for just the two of you for Valentines.

-Unfortunately he was unaware of some bullying and self esteem issues you were having because of work so you patience with him dried out fast.

-“Huh baby cakes what’s the mat-“

-“If they’re so pretty why don’t you just stay with them instead of someone useless and ugly like me!”

-Regrets everything he said as soon as he sees you running away in tears, ditches the fans immediately and skates off to find you but you’re already long gone.

-Calls Cherry who has you weeping in his arms and groans as his old friend starts scolding him for being a ‘Heartless Dumbass Gorilla’.

-Hugs you as soon as he sees you practically tackling you and Cherry in the process and begs for your forgiveness.

-You pout and refuse to forgive him which in turn makes him sigh, he scoops you up in his arms and tosses you over his shoulder to carry you away despite your protest and skates off to the hotel.

-“I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you, I wanted to make you jealous and then spoil you rotten. This wasn’t how I wanted today but if you’ll let me I’d still like to spoil you and make it up to you.”, Joe admits in a soft voice.

-You agree hesitantly and he puts you down, cups your face, and presses a tender kiss against your plump lips. Smiles against your lips when he feels your cheeks heat up.

-Takes you to the hotel, chuckles at your shocked expression to the huge lavish room and invites you for champagne in the jacuzzi.

-Leans you against his chest and wraps an arm around your waist, whispers sweet compliments and praises into your ear until a goofy smile is plastered over your face.

-Smothers you in kisses and cuddles even if you playfully try to escape his strong arms.

-Watches sappy movies with you and holds you tightly until your glowing with joy. Kisses you good night as he snuggles his head into your adorable chest and happily nods off to sleep as you play with his curly green hair.

“Happy Valentine’s Day love, I’m sorry and thank you for today beautiful.”, Joe hums kissing your cleavage sweetly.

“I’m sorry I ruined your surprise, thank you handsome.”

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Hiromi Higa

-Meets you the 13th when you come in to buy flowers, there’s such a sad aura about you that he can’t help but gift you a fresh pink rose that brings a sweet smile to your face.

-Instantly falls for you as you ask for an arrangement to take to a funeral of a dear friend.

-Makes you a beautiful arrangement himself and let’s you take it free of charge despite your argument to pay.

-“Just try to be happy for me and that’s enough, you look beautiful when you smile.”, he simply says making a blush roll across your face.

-As nightfall hits the city he dawns his Shadow look for S and starts heading over but he stops after hearing a scream and finds you being attacked by a small group of idiots.

-Instantly picks a fight with them in order to defend you and wins just from knocking one out with a single punch and scaring the others away with a glare.

-Sees you trembling on the floor with a hand covering your left arm and sighs seeing the blood, you had been slashed by one of their blades so he carefully wraps it with an extra cloth that he had and picks you up carrying you to the train station.

-“Stay safe little flower, I won’t always be able to save you.”, he grins at you making you blush for some strange reason.

-“T-thank you for saving me.”

-He smiles at you and leans forward leaving a purple lipstick mark on your cheek as he disappears from sight.

-He skates his best that night at S while thinking of you.

-You appear again in the flower shop the next day, a bandage wrapped around your arm and a shy smile on your face as you walk up to him.

-He’s surprised to see you again so soon and prays that you didn’t recognize him from last night.

-You smile and press a kiss to his cheek, leaving a red stain on his cheek that has his face flaming up in embarrassment.

-You hand him back his cloth and a note and rush out of the store while shouting, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“H-huh well seems she did notice m-ehh... i-is this her phone number?”

#sk8 infinity #reki headcanons #langa hasegawa #joe sk8 the infinity #cherry blossom #sk8 reki #shadow x reader #sk8 anime #sk8 miya #sk8 headcanons #all these boys deserve love

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saksukei · 4 years

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mingyu college au

other college aus; jun wonu

You had heard your best friend ramble on and on about this boy named kim mingyu and how he's the heartthrob of the entire university,,,

he's the captain of the volleyball team,,, he's a biology major with environmental studies as a minor and he's also in like the japanese club and he speaks japanese super fluently,,, and everyone is like wow sIMP!!!!

but,,,, you don't even know the dude cause your department is on the other side!!! culinary majors have their own little bubble,, and even with business as a minor,, you had never even seen this kim mingyu,,

and today,,, you were running towards your building,,, your alarm had betrayed you,,, making you late for your very important ‘making a dish from scratch’ exam

And you most definitely needed to score well

but!!!! before you even knew it

you bumped in to someone's chest and fell back on your butt,,,, your samurai steel knife box went flying in the air

“can't you watch where you're going?” the person you bumped into, hissed. “or are you so short that you can't see?”

you looked up to see a melanin skinned, brown haired boy, a playful smile on his face,,,

“aren’t you going to help me up? Or are all tall people brain dead?” you retorted,, causing him to snicker, as he offered his hand,,,

“who are you and why have I never seen you here?” the boy asked, handing you the box.

“i–” just as you were about to introduce yourself, you came to the sudden realization, “my exam!” and you sped off, without saying another word

The boy, or otherwise known as Mingyu, smiled to himself, on the way back to volleyball practice.

almost a week later, you were assigned with collecting signups for this annual cooking competition that your department was holding

you wanted to collect plenty of signups because those that did would have a good name in the department and you def wanted it

you turned around to grab something

and iT HAPPENED AGAIN,,,,,,

you bumped into someone's chest bUT

instead of falling back, they caught you in their arms??

and you looked up to see the same melanin skinned tall boy

the same guy that you had previously bumped into and oh boy, the grin on his face

“so are all midgets blind?” he teased

“i might be blind but at least my height isn't my only personality trait–” you snapped, as he removed his arms from around you.

“alright kiddo, whatever helps you sleep at night,” he ruffled your hair.

and you were just like

KIDDO? THE FUCK YOU MEAN?

“why are you here?” you asked

“I'm actually here to sign up for the cooking competition–” he smiled. “my friends have been forcing me to take part in it, so I am.”

“you? And cooking?” you let out a laugh. “sounds like a joke.”

“i bet that I can beat you, a culinary major–” he responded.

“yeah sure, whatever helps you sleep at night,” you repeated the same sentence he used, a grin on your face.

“bet?”

“oh you're on,” you replied. “what does the winner get?”

“all the glory and the loser has to be their servant.”

“get ready to lose,,,,,, um– wait what's your name?”

“kim mingyu, the one and only,” he winked as he walked away

aND BOI WHERE YOU SHOCKED because you always expected mingyu to be different but he was like ,,,,,,, this

not that you were complaining though

the entire next week, you kept on seeing mingyu at campus and he'd have a teasing smile on his face that basically just said, ‘get ready to lose’

he also sneaked up from behind and hid your knife box, putting it where you couldn't reach

and you were just like, “that bastard is so lucky I don't stab him”

soon it was time for the competition and you were super excited because you were sure kim mingyu would lose bec clearly you were a culinary major this was nothing for you

and almost half the uni was there ,,,,, because everyone found out that you two didn't get along and had a bet going oN

wHICH WAS DRAMA FOR THEM

and mingyu's fanclub wAS ALSO THERE AND YOUR BEST FRIEND WAS LEADING IT SMH

You, mingyu and nine other contestants were going to have a cook off and you had almost 130 minutes to make éclairs with different fillings

and you were like,,, this is a piece of c a k e for me

mingyu's station was behind yours

the timer started etc

and you started getting on with making the choux pastry and everything was cool

till you realized that something was wrong with your dough ,,,,,, like it didn't have the consistency it was supposed to have

and yOU PANICKED BEC CLEARLY THERE WAS A LOT ON THE LINE

and you took a peak at mingyu's station and his dough looked ,,,,,, PERFECT

and you on the other hand were about to have a mental breakdown bec if you lost,,,,,, your department would make so much fun of you like you were a culinary major for fucks sake

and mingyu noticed that you were having a breakdown but he didn't say anything

eventually you somehow managed to get it together but your dough was still pretty bad and it wasn't fluffy at all

the different fillings turned out great though

the timer rang

you turned around to look at mingyu's dish and it looked fucking brilliant and you were just so ready to be embarrassed you couldn't even look him in the eyes

so you just tried to hold your tears in as you presented your dish to the judges which were senior culinary majors

and they pointed out that the consistency of the dough wasn't good but like aside from that your dish was pretty awesome

and mingyu

they couldn't even taste his dish

becAUSE IT WAS TOO SALTY

apparently he added salt instead of sugar

and so he walked off with a sheepish smile on his face and yOU WERE SO HAPPY BEC EVEN IF YOU DIDNT WIN YOU TECHNICALLY BEAT HIM

buT SURPRISE YOU DID ACTUALLY GET 2ND PLACE

While mingyu got last

but the more you thought about it,,,, something was off

mingyu had the perfect dough, he wouldn't be that stupid to add salt instead of sugar right??

after the clean up and everything, you saw mingyu and you went up ahead to talk to him

“hey you won the bet! Great,” he smiled. “so ma'am,, what may I do for you?” he bowed, jokingly

but you were annoyed

“tell me the truth, mingyu,” you demanded, sternly. “i know you aren't that stupid to add salt instead of sugar.”

“no,,, I actually am,,, that stupid” he joked,,

“mingyu, please tell me honestly.”

He sighed, “i just saw you holding your tears back in and that's when I knew this meant more to you than it did to me, so I just did what I had to do,” he admitted.

“mingyu,,,,, that's just–” you were shocked to say the least. I mean, you knew he was nice but this was just, over the top for you

“look– you still won the bet,” he reminded. “and besides, I couldn't beat you even if I tried, you're a culinary major,,,,,, a pretty short one at that too.”

“did you just,,, insult me again?”

“how's it going down there, shortie?” he teased, a playful smile on his face

“why don't you look out for that aeroplane you tall freak,” you replied, a smile finding it's way to your lips.

mingyu chuckled.

“in all seriousness though, thank you mingyu, it means a lot,” you told him, truthfully. “besides, betting is stupid anyway.”

“really?” he asked. “because i can bet that i can make you fall in love with me in two weeks,” he replied, a smug expression on his face.

“dream on,” you hissed.

“what– scared you're gonna lose?” he taunted.

“oh you're on, kim mingyu,” you shook hands

and in the moment, mingyu pulled you closer, and bent down to your level

“but just so you know– I won't lose this time,” he whispered, that damned grin on his face.

#seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen headcanons #seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #seventeen x y/n #kim mingyu imagines #kim mingyu #mingyu seventeen #mingyu #seventeen mingyu #mingyu imagines #mingyu x reader #mingyu x you #seventeen college au

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kyodzuken · 4 years

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domestic headcanons - death the kid

aka; you move in with kid and he’s kinda ooc but also cute so let me have my fun.

- moving in with kid was literally one of the most stressful and yet rewarding parts of your life. lots of boxes falling down the stairs as you and death the kid run hastily to try and salvage your belongings, only to slip on the hardwood floors and fall on your ass.

- he wanted (needed) absolutely everything in your house to be symmetrical, and that was expected, so you left most - if not all - of the decorating to him.

- a lot of compromises,, which eventually turned to kid slowly changing everything into how he liked it

- and you didnt complain, because seeing the soft blush on his face, and a small content smile as he stared at your first house together, that was enough.

- the first week you'd moved in, kid got sick, and you'd spent the entire week locked away in your house, taking care of your boyfriend.

- and the little shit wasn't making it any easier.

- you'd make him soup and he'd refuse to eat it unless you fed it to him

- 'babe! no! i'll get sick!!' you'd whine

- '(y/n), do i look like i care? now c'mere!' he'd state, the temper tantrum breaking through his usually cool and calm tone, as he made grabby hands from the bed, his nose red and his face pouty.

- and even if death the kid was sick, didn't mean he was quiet during your movie marathons - that week settling for twilight as you were sprawled out on the couch, trying your best to avoid the warm embrace of your (sick) boyfriend.

- 'oh my god, did he SERIOUSLY name their kid RENESMEE??'

- 'kid i- bAHAHAHHA'

- his antics were one of the many reasons you fell in love with him, and you genuinely did your best to take care of the reaper boy.

- sometimes when you'd be making some soup or dinner for him, he'd sneak up behind you, before locking his hands around your waist and laying his head on your shoulder, mumbling sweet nothings as he thanked you for taking care of him.

- in the mornings you'd get up to get ready and he'd grab onto your waist and pull you back into bed with him, as you struggled to escape his grasp.

- 'kid, you may be sick but i still have school...'

- '(y/n), in case you forgot, my dad is literally lord death. you can miss a week. and a day. eight days. perfect.'

- you wouldn't even argue with him about it either, because he was just that convincing.

- once y'all had settled in, he made it a mission to cuddle and watch movies every single night.

- 'kid i have homework-'

- '...that doesn't change anything.'

- cuddling with kid is great because he insists that both of you have equal amount of blanket and pillows; for the symmetry, of course.

- he's the type to let you lay on his chest, and he'd play with your hair while you watched so-bad-it's-good romcoms; sprawled out on the couch as he fed himself (and occasionally you) some skittles or popcorn, your eyes too fixated on the tv to notice his fleeting glances at your form.

- sometimes you'd watch a horror movie, just to have the boy jump into your arms during the scary bits.

- 'you can't blame me, (y/n)! pennywise jumped out of NOWHERE! how do you expect me to notice-’

- you two have found yourselves falling asleep on your living room couch one too many times ngl, and you aren't complaining bc falling asleep with kid is when you sleep the best!!

- sometimes you'd forget to fold the toilet paper in a triangle

- you never hear the end of that one

- but you genuinely try your best, and kid sees that, and his heart swells seeing you adjust a painting to be perfecting in line, or see you buy two towels instead of one, so they'd be perfectly symmetrical.

- ngl you've tried dying kid's hair a few times

- '(y/n) i'm literally a shinigami dont you think i've tried already-'

- 'babe, it's a bONDING EXPERIENCE.'

- 'i think we can bond in other ways dont you think-'

- 'no.'

- your parents knew you'd moved houses, and it took you a lil while to tell them it was because you and kid moved in together.

- but he'd met your parents before, and they loved him.

- you were on a call with your parents - facetime to be exact, walking around as you showed them your new house, a collection of 'oohs' and 'ahhs' erupting from your mobile phone.

- that was until kid accidentally (totally not accidentally) entered the room.

- '(y/n)!! what are you cooking for dinner tonight?? also please help me unpack these boxes it's been weeks! oh-OH!'

- and your parents were literally shook

- '(y/n)... is this the roommate you were talking about...'

- you were very scared at first because you thought they'd be mad,

- but no, they literally booked a flight to death city right then and there. like literally on facetime your dad just booked a ticket

- 'mom- dad- no i-'

- yeah,,, needless to say, they're like your number one stans.

- dates are always perfectly planned

- so dinner dates and nights out are not very common.

- kid has to plan everything perfectly; he just loves you so much and would hate for you to experience anything less than perfection, and yet somehow SOMETHING goes wrong.

- like a dog will run past and splash water on your dress

- or he'll get salmonella in the middle of the date from last night's chicken (that HE COOKED LORDD)

- and you'll have to reassure him it's fine and you had a great time, as the boy nearly breaks down in the expensive restaurant he had to pull strings to get into.

- and you wouldn't have it any other way.

- the gang has come uninvited one too many times

- once you two were making out, his hands running through your hair as you shared fleeting kisses in your bedroom, until you heard the (very) familiar

- 'hELLOOO! IT'S ME, BLACK STAR! LITERALLY THE GREATEST AND BIGGEST STAR EVER I-'

- and you emerged from your shared bedroom like-

- 'PLEASE... what do you want'

- and he didn't answer your question, obv

- and your hair was all messy and some not well hidden hickies were on your neck like

- chile erm... what the hell we gon' do now...

- 'yeah sorry guys i was doing something-'

- 'is *he* something?????' soul asked, snickering whilst pointing to a certain monochromed hair boy behind you.

- who was frantically trying to fix his hair.

- you've also kicked them out one too many times.

- grocery shopping dates are always fun and unpredictable, for kid would have a whole list of what to buy and what quantity, and you'd just be running around like a little kid - eyes glistening at the wide array of candy that stocked the shelves

- '(y/n)- no, you can't ride in the cart i- goddammit.'

- mornings are a whole other story though.

- soft kisses shared as you're entangled in his embrace, the sun seeping through your blinds as you play with soft strands of black and white hair, staring at the sleeping boy infront of you.

- moments like those, where you feel as though nothing in the world matters, they're when you truly realise how whipped you are for kid, especially when he opens his eyes to mumble a soft

- 'good morning, (y/n).'

- before placing a fluttering kiss on your forehead, as he pulled you in closer.

- once you'd come home, exhausted and on the verge of tears.

- you'd gone out on a mission and your partner had gotten incredibly injured - you genuinely weren't sure if they were going to make it, despite the constant reassurance from stein.

- and kid noticed that, his eyes following your hunched over form as you walked into the bedroom exhausted, tears threatening to spill out any second.

- so he dragged you out of the house for a drive

- which was meant to be for maybe an hour,, so you could get your mind off of things

- but you ended up wandering into the city and just driving

- eventually it was six am

- and you just got home, and immediately fell asleep on the couch

- all in all, moving in with death the kid was one of the best decisions of your life.

- mwah i hope u enjoyed xoxo

#death the kid #death the kid x reader #death the kid headcanons #soul eater imagines

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samanthadalton · 4 years

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So we meet again part 3 (finale)

pairings: Poppy x Bea

the last part of the series! hope you guys enjoy this❤️(also i marked parts as flashbacks in case it gets confusing, also i didnt read over it thoroughly so i apologise for any mistakes)

NSFW, bit of swearing

taglist: @cloud9in @somewillwin @alleycat97 @baexpoppy @save-me-the-last-dance @helpconfusedpersonhere @dopeyouth @iamsimpforpoppy @alexlabhont @thedaft1 @veenast @cloakanddaggerthings @crazzyplays

wordcount: 3.5k (a nice long ending ig)

part 1 and part 2 is available in case you need a refresher Part 1 Part 2

*Flashback*

After the Christmas Party, the lines between Poppy’s rules had been beginning to blur, with the two women meeting up more often and Poppy would even sneak over to Bea’s dorm, granted if Zoey wasn’t there. Poppy would let Bea stay for cuddling, for they would skip sex and go straight to just holding each other in either comfortable silence or talk about anything and everything.

“So where’s new money?” Poppy takes the hood of her coat, as she enters the dorm, conspicuously glancing around the apartment.

“She’s gone to LA for a bit to be with her mom. Come let’s go to my room.” Bea nods towards the strawberry blonde, and Poppy saunters past her, already on her way to the room. Bea follows, a wolfish grin on her face as she pushes Poppy against her bedroom door, placing her lips against hers, for a long kiss.

“Eager are we Farmsville?” Poppy breaks the kiss, her eyes burning into Bea’s, her eyes gleaming with amusement. Bea answers with a kiss, her fingers gripping at Poppy’s sides, as her eyes burn with desire. Bea leads her to the bed, pushing the strawberry blonde onto the bed before covering her body with hers, already locked in a passionate embrace.

“Bea…” Poppy moans out, as Bea scrapes her teeth against her neck, before softly biting down. Bea smiles against her neck, kissing up to her jaw, her eyes meet Poppy’s, full of admiration. She leans down, nipping at Poppy’s lips as her hands find her way under her clothes, stroking the junctures of her hips eliciting goosebumps. She makes quick word of stripping Poppy of her clothes, before taking off her own, wildly throwing them around the bedroom as she kisses Poppy with great intensity. Bea presses her knee between Poppy’s legs, as Poppy slowly rocks her hips against it, deepening the friction. “God!” Poppy screams out, as Bea begins alternating between kissing and biting as she moves down her body, until her head lies between the strawberry blonde’s legs.

Bea slowly rubs Poppy’s thighs, slowly pulling them apart as she gives a teasing lick to her inner thigh, evoking a sharp intake of breath from Poppy. “Do you like that?” Poppy violently nods her head, her fingers intertwining in Bea’s hair, pulling her head closer. Bea begins sucking lightly at Poppy’s button, her fingers teasing Poppy’s entrance before dipping inside, pumping in and out. Poppy’s toes curl as she lets out a loud moan, her head thrown back.

The room is quiet, excluding the heavy panting of the two women, as Bea moves up onto the bed, her arm snaking around Poppy’s waist, pulling her closer. Poppy subconsciously begins drawing lazy shapes against Bea’s stomach, lost in thought.

“You okay?”

“Hmm?”

“Are you okay?”

Poppy shudders, moving closer to Bea, “just a little cold.”

“I can fix that,” Bea shuffles off her bed, moving towards her closet before pulling a hoodie off a hanger before throwing it at the strawberry blonde, “here.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Fine stay cold.” Bea nonchalantly shrugs before getting back into the bed.

Poppy stares at the hoodie, contemplative for a few moments, before sighing heavily, before sliding off the bed, putting the hoodie on. She pulls down at the hem slightly, the size of the hoodie making her seem smaller than usual.

Bea’s eyes languidly roams Poppy’s body, “see, fit for a queen.”

*Present*

Over the next couple of months, Bea and Poppy had been going on more dates, enjoying each other’s company and reigniting their past passion while exploring the new depths of their relationship. However it wasn’t always good, old habits die hard and with Poppy and Bea, they had a lot of bad habits.

“I just don’t get why it’s such a big deal!” Bea runs a tired hand over her face, clearly drained from the argument.

Poppy huffs, standing a little straighter, anger written all over her face, “because it is! Excuse me if I don’t want my personal life advertised to the world.”

“You do that everyday on your Picta. Just admit it, you don’t want people to know we’re dating, just like in college.”

“God can you let that go? We were different people back in college, it’s not the same thing.” Poppy clenches her jaw, balling her fists up as she stares down Bea, not willing to back down.

Bea holds eye contact for a few more moments before breaking it, training her eyes to the ground. “I don’t want to keep fighting,” she mumbles out before stalking towards the front door, opening it.

“Where are you going?” Poppy asks, her voice quiet.

Bea sighs, her body visibly deflating, “I just need some air.” She walks through the door, closing it behind her, not waiting to hear Poppy’s response. She walks through the streets of New York until she finds herself standing in front of Zoey’s apartment, and after some slight hesitation, she knocks. After a few seconds, the door opens and Zoey looks over at Bea, her brows creased in confusion.

“Hey girl, is everything okay?”

Bea blinks back a couple of tears, her voice breaking, “can I come in?”

“Yes of course,” Zoey moves out of the way, allowing Bea to come in, and gestures towards the couch before sitting on it. “Jesus Bea you look like hell, what happened?”

“Things with Poppy have been rough to say the least.” Zoey momentarily winces at the mention of Poppy but she quickly masks her loathing.

“What happened?”

“I wanted to post this cute picture of us on Picta but she started a fight saying she doesn’t want me to post it because she’s saying she’s not ready but we've been together for 5 months now.” Bea cradles her head in her arms, obviously tired. Zoey slides closer to her, rubbing comforting circles on her back.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Zoey speaks softly, her voice lulling Bea back into safety as she wraps her arms around her pulling her into a hug. “Look, I don’t want to say I told you so…” Bea groans, evoking a laugh from Zoey. “Come on, I told you this would happen, it’s just like college.”

*Flashback*

Bea knocks on Poppy’s bedroom door and a few seconds later the strawberry blonde opens it, a stunned look on her face.

“Hughes? What are you doing here?”

Bea walks into the room, her smile on her face, so broad as she turns to look at Poppy, “I was thinking-”

“About?”

“About us.” Poppy raises an eyebrow, the rest of her facial expression stoic. “Be my date to the end of year gala.”

Poppy lets out a humourless laugh, “it’s official, you’ve gone crazy.”

Bea moves forward taking Poppy’s hands in hers, “just hear me out.” Bea takes a deep breath, before her eyes meet Poppy’s, “we have this thing going on between us and it’s been amazing but to take the next step. I want Belvoire to know that I’m with the most beautiful girl.”

Poppy slips her hands out of Bea’s hands, crossing them over her chest, “there’s no us.”

Bea’s facial expression falters, the wide smile transforming into a disappointed frown, “I don’t understand.”

Poppy feels a pang in her heart as she watches Bea’s face fall, but she finds a tiny strand of anger in her body and she holds onto it, attempting to make this encounter easier for her to bear. “There isn’t an us, what’s hard to understand Farmsville?” Poppy makes her voice as blunt and monotone as possible as she shoots daggers into Bea’s eyes.

“What about the last year? What about everything we’ve gone through?”

“Stop using words like us and we!” Poppy shouts, wildly throwing around her arms, “it was literally sex, it doesn’t mean anything.”

Bea bites down on her bottom lip, “just sex huh? I don’t believe it. What about the nights you asked me to stay, or the nights we talked. You’re saying they meant nothing to you?” Poppy sees the sadness swimming in Bea’s eyes, forcing her to turn away from the girl, her eyes trained on the ground.

“It didn’t mean anything to me,” Poppy mumbles out.

“Bullshit! I don’t believe that Pops.”

“Don’t call me that! We aren’t anything, Farmsville and I certainly don’t want to be your stupid date to the gala.”

“I don’t believe you, look me in my eyes Poppy and tell me that it never meant anything and I swear-” Bea swallows heavily, tears brimming in her eyes, “I swear I’ll walk out right now and I won’t ever bother you again.” Bea steps in front of Poppy, her head levels with hers as Poppy meets her eyes. “So?”

Poppy trembles slightly, as her fingers toys with the hem of her top, “it meant nothing to me.”

Bea nods in understanding, acceptance written on her face “okay.” She sniffles, wiping away the tears from her eyes, “have a nice life Poppy.” Bea walks out of the room, not bothering to look back.

*Present*

“That was different Zo.”

“How so?” Zoey raises an eyebrow.

“That was when we were all worried about rankings and sabotage and all those petty things.”

“Are you sure she still doesn’t care about things?” Bea playfully nudges Zoey, laughing slightly.

“Yes I’m sure. It’s just I don’t get what the problem is this time. I mean college was a tough time for us both but now, I don’t get why she’s so hesitant.”

“Commitment issues?”

Bea shakes her head, “she seems pretty committed to me, she just doesn’t like being open.”

“Whatever it is I know you’ll guys will work it out, and if you don’t then at least you can move on.” Bea stares off into the distance, silent. “Bea, hey I was kidding.”

Bea gives a small smile that doesn’t reach her eyes, “yeah I know. Anyway enough about my problems, are you excited for your album coming out.”

Zoey squeals, jumping up and down in her spot, “yes! Oh my god I can’t believe it’s out in a week. How’s the release party looking?”

“I got us a great place at a club.”

“VIP?”

“VIP treatment baby!” Bea cheers, pulling Zoey into a hug.

…..

Slightly buzzed, the group make their way to the club, all in high spirits as they skip the line after showing their IDs and making their way to the VIP section. Bea sidles up to the bar, ordering shots for the entire team as they gather around the woman of the hour at the other side of the club.

Once the tray of shots is delivered, Bea hands them out, before taking the last one, raising it in the air, “Let’s all raise our glasses for this incredible woman, who’s hours away from releasing her first ever album worldwide,” Bea gestures for everyone to lift their glasses, a wide smile on her face, “here’s to you Zoey Wade.” The group throws back the shot and begins cheering for Zoey. “Speech, speech, speech” Bea chants as the rest of the group follows suit, their attention focused on Zoey as they clap and cheer.

Zoey awkwardly smiles, clearly bashful. “I never really thought I would be able to make a name for myself outside of my mom and I’m just thankful and grateful for my amazing team who helped me get my feelings out and make incredible songs out of them.” The group laughs whole heartedly, and Zoey raises her drink in toast. “So this isn’t only a celebration for me, but a celebration for us all, so let’s party it up.” She throws back the shot, and everyone follows suit cheering as they do.

“You didn’t have to do all of this Bea,” Zoey says sheepishly.

“Ummmmm of course I did, my best friend is releasing an album! I know how hard you’ve worked on it Zo, if anyone deserves to celebrate it’s you.” Bea pulls Zoey in for a hug.

“This club is great, how did you find it?”

“Poppy owns it.” Zoey's face falls, “Hey, she offered to the party to be held here, a way to say sorry for everything at college.”

“So where is the queen b right now?”

“Right here.” Poppy walks over to the girls, taking her place next to Bea. “I’m really happy for you Zoey, if anyone deserves this, it’s you.”

“Thanks.”

Bea looks between the girls, sensing the awkward tension between the girls augmenting. “Hey why don’t I get us some drinks?”

“Sure.” Poppy gives a small smile as Bea walks over to the bar before awkwardly turning to face Zoey. The pulsating music from the club causes Zoey to lean closer to Poppy.

“Whatever you have going on with Bea, you better not break her heart.”

“I won’t,” Poppy replies, “I care about her a lot.”

“Sure you do, but we’re not at Belvoire anymore. No more games Poppy, I won’t let you hurt her again.”

“Trust me when I say that’s the last thing I want.”

Before Zoey can reply, Bea saunters back holding out shot glasses for Zoey and Poppy to take. The women throw back the shot before Bea turns to Poppy whispering in her ear, “dance with me?”

Poppy looks at Zoey in the corner of her eye before replying, “sure.” Bea leads her into the middle of the crowded dance floor, pulling the strawberry blonde close to her body, wrapping her arms around her waist while Poppy’s hang around her neck.

Bea lets out a small laugh, “what’s so funny?” Poppy inquires, raising a brow.

“Nothing, just looking at how far we’ve come. You remember the first time we were in this club together?”

Poppy hums in content, “I recruited you to help me take down Chloe.”

Bea leans down to whisper in Poppy’s ear, “and then you dragged me onto the dance floor. Practically couldn’t keep your hands off me.”

“If I’m remembering correctly, you slept with me so you could backstab me.”

Bea’s grip on Poppy tightens, “mmh, I did want to get revenge yes, but I’m pretty sure you were the one who suggested sex in the first place.”

Poppy laughs, “you might be remembering that wrong.”

“Pretty sure I’m not,” Bea leans in to give Poppy a sweet kiss, until Poppy abruptly pulls away, pressing her lips together in a thin line.

“Bea we’re in public.”

“So? We don’t know anyone here.”

“I invited Veronica and Chloe to be here tonight, they could be anywhere.” Poppy pulls herself away from Bea, “I’m going to get a drink, do you want one?”

“Nah I’m good you go ahead without me.” Poppy heads over to the bar as Bea makes her way back to the VIP section, seeing a small group forming. “Hey what’s going on here?”

“Bea!” Veronica aims her phone at Bea, a wide smile on her face.

“Hey V,” Bea gives the ombre-haired girl a one armed hug, “how’s everything been?”

Veronica turns off her phone, a tired look on her face, “Good, tired but life has been good.”

“How’s life been for you Farmsville?”

“It’s been great, I’m still waiting on you to do your review on my new restaurant.”

“Ah so the truth comes out, you only wanted me in New York for clout.”

“Hey Poppy invited you here to celebrate Zoey, and get some clout of her own for her club.”

“Hey Farmsville!” Chloe stumbles towards the girls, pulling Veronica and Bea into a strong hug slightly spilling her drink on Bea as she does.

“Chloe! You seem drunk,” Bea swipes at her shoulder, cleaning off the liquor.

“Yeah these drinks are awesome,” Chloe hangs her tongue open, fumbling with the straw until it’s in her mouth. “Hey where’s new money? I think she has been avoiding me since I sent her over my newest clothing line.”

“Hey Chloe? Did you ever think to become a dance choreographer? I mean you practically lead the Zeta girls back in college, why not do it now.”

Chloe stares at Bea, deep in thought, “maybe you’re not full of bad ideas.”

Chloe saunters off deep in thought as Zoey lumbers into the group, carefully looking around, “is she gone?”

Veronica snorts, “yeah yeah, she’s gone now. Hey there’s Poppy.” Veronica waves her over and Poppy walks over to the group, her eyes conspicuously trying to not look at Bea.

“Hey V, remember to get good shots of the dance floor and on the bar.”

Veronica rolls her eyes, “yeah, yeah,” her eyes dart between Poppy and Bea, watching as the two girls try not to look at each other. She then looks over Zoey, silently gesturing between the girls. Zoey gives a subtle nod, and Veronica grins. “I need a drink, Poppy join me?”

“Sure.”

The girls move towards the bar where Veronica turns towards the strawberry blonde, a sly smirk on her face, “So. You seeing anyone?”

Poppy huffs, “here and there. I like to keep my options open.”

“So the fact that Bea is staring right at us, has nothing to do with anything?”

Poppy freezes as Veronica grins at her, “I don't know what you’re talking about.”

“Come on don’t lie to me. I know you guys were screwing each other during senior year.”

“What? No we weren’t.”

“Let's cut all of the false bullshit, come on, what’s going on with you guys?”

Poppy sighs defeatedly, “Fine, we’ve been seeing each other for the last couple of months but it’s like I’m destined to screw up my own life.”

“What do you mean?”

“Bea is amazing, I just sometimes don’t think I deserve her.”

“Nah, nah, nah, none of that depressing crap P. You deserve to find someone who makes you happy and I’ve been here what five minutes? I can practically sense the love already, go and talk to her and fix whatever you messed up.”

“How do you know I’m the one who messed it up?”

“Because if it was Bea she would’ve fixed it already, now go.”

Veronica shoos Poppy away as the strawberry blonde sidles up to Bea, whispering in her ear, “come somewhere quiet with me?” Bea nods as she follows Poppy to the back office, muffling the sounds of the music.

“So what’s up?” Bea crosses her arms together, looking expectedly at Poppy.

“I don’t like this rift between us, and I know it’s my fault I just-” she sighs heavily, hanging her head in defeat, “i haven’t ever properly done the whole relationship thing and I don’t want to mess it up but it seems like that’s all I’m doing.”

Bea uncrosses her arms, reaching out to place her hand against Poppy’s cheek, “you’re not messing up anything. We just need better communication.”

“Bea, I know in the past I treated you like crap and I don’t even know why you want to be with me.” Bea opens her mouth to retort but Poppy shushes her, “let me finish. I don’t know why you still want to be with me but I’m so grateful that you do. I have something to admit to you.”

“What is it?”

“When I went to your restaurant, it wasn’t a coincidence.” Poppy takes a slow steadying breath, before her eyes meet Bea’s, “Veronica dropped that you asked her to give your restaurant a review so I subtly told Darren’s best friend about it so he could recommend it to Darren and I could come and see you.” Bea looks at Poppy in surprise, her mouth hanging slightly open. “I tried acting all cold and distant but in reality I was happy to see you and when you kissed me I was surprised. I didn’t expect you to still have feelings for me, so I got my father to hire your company last minute for the dinner.”

Bea lets out a small huff, “once a schemer huh?”

Poppy nervously chews on her lips, worry etched on her face, “the reason why I’ve been acting so weird is because I love you Bea Hughes, I always have. And for the first time, I’m not scared of admitting that I-” Bea silences Poppy with a deep kiss, tangling their tongues together as Bea’s hand snakes around Poppy’s throat, squeezing slightly as she kisses her harder.

“I love you too.” Bea continues kissing Poppy, with great intensity but Poppy pulls away resting her forehead against Bea’s.

“Do you have your phone?”

“Uhh yeah.”

Bea takes her phone out of her purse and Poppy takes it out of her hand, swiping to the camera, “smile,” Poppy presses her lips against Bea’s cheek, taking a series of photos before swiping through them looking for the best one. “This one.”

“What do you want me to do with it?” Bea replies, confused.

“Post it on picta, duh. I want the world to know I’m dating the most incredible girl.” Bea feels a warmth in her chest as she uploads the photo before taking Poppy’s hand re-entering the club.

“I saw the picta post, I guess congrats are in order.” Veronica smiles at the girls while Poppy looks around and locks eyes with Zoey who gives her a small nod, content. Poppy pulls Bea in for a kiss, a smile on her lips.

“I love you Bea Hughes.”

“And I love you Poppy Min Sinclair.”

Chloe stalks up to the group, waving her phone in her hand, “you’re dating Bea? Seriously?”

Poppy looks up at Bea, warmth in her eyes, “Yep I sure am.”

#playchoices #queen b #poppy min sinclair #poppy x mc #last part #hope yall enjoy

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princehairsupremacy · 4 years

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im looking for requests so use these if you want to

yes these are mostly smut, I enjoy writing smut the most

(If you wanna use my prompts thats fine but reblog so you're not taking credit please)

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1. "Isn't that a tad extreme?"

2. "I'd like it better off you."

3. "Woah, I didn't realise you meant that."

4. "Are you sure? ‘Cause I am completely sure."

5. "Sure you don't need help still?"

6. "I told you this would happen."

7. "Just pretend for me, please."

8. "Did you fake it?"

9. "I'd prefer you show me."

10. "Show me yours and I'll show you mine?"

11. "All I need is a hug."

12. "I'm not in the mood."

13. "I don't think friends do this."

14. "This is weird."

15. "But i don't have anything to wear."

16. "Do you ever shut up?!"

17. "I think you need to be taught a lesson."

18. "I don't know why you're mad at me."

19. "I didn't do that!"

20. "On your knees."

21. "Why're you so shy?"

22. "Don't flatter yourself."

23. "I just need some time to think."

24. "So, what did you wish for."

25. "Are you naked?!"

26. "I think we should try it once."

27. "Nice to meet you. Wanna go to my place?"

28. "Do you want me to stop?"

29. "Do you ever listen."

30. "You should think before you speak."

31. "Just...back up."

32. "I'm not ready."

33. "Who told you that?"

34. "I would never do that to you."

35. "How can make it up to you?"

36. "Just sit on it. No ones gonna get hurt."

37. "I don't think it'll fit."

38. "Where were you?"

39. "I can't do it!"

40. "Okay, ow, stop!"

41. "That's way too big."

42. "You know I didnt mean it like that."

43. "I think I love you."

44. "I've never done it before."

45. "We can't tell my family."

46. "You know I'm the better option."

47. "Excuse me, do you sell the 9" here?"

48. "You're never gonna be alone as long as I'm here."

49. "May I have this dance."

50. "Didn't invite me?"

51. "Where are we going?"

52. "Is this seat taken."

53. "We're never doing that."

54. "Don't laugh at me, I'm serious."

55. "I need you so bad."

56. "It's so wet."

57. "Daddy's busy."

58. "Do I know you?"

59. "You're mine."

60. "I would like nothing more, but I can't."

61. "You know they would never let us."

62. "The fuck are you wearing."

63. "Arch your back."

64. "Why does she suck like that?"

65. "Want some help with that?"

66. "I'm literally on my knees and you're asking that?"

67. "Just let me back in."

68. "Don't leave me."

69. "My face could be a good seat. Ow!"

70. "I don't even know them!"

71. "What does that even mean?"

72. "Don't act smart with me."

73. "What did you just say?"

74. "Shit. It's really tight."

75. "What do you expect me to do."

76. "It never looks like that."

77. "Why would you say that?"

78. "You really hurt me."

79. "You must be joking."

80. "Why would I ever do that?!"

81. "Im scared."

82. "This may hurt. But don't worry."

83. "What if its bad? What if im bad?"

84. "How are you so arrogant?"

85. "I've had better."

86. "You want me to be honest."

87. "I don't think I can do that."

88. "I want you to finish first."

89. "Are you sure it feels good?"

90. "Do you have to be so rude?"

91. "Its funny, you think you're in control."

92. "I wish it were different."

93. "I'm not stalking you!"

94. "Buy anything you like, it's what I'm here for."

95. "I said, you're a dick!"

96. "Take off my clothes?"

97. "That wasn't funny."

98. "Why do you act like this?"

99. "I never said I hated you."

100. "You want a mouthful? I'll give you a mouthful."

101. "Were you looking at my hands the whole time I was talking?"

102. "Answer the phone, don't worry, I'm not stopping."

103. "You think you don't deserve to be punished for that?"

104. "You're a brat."

105. "Baby, untie me right now or you'll regret it."

106. "Fuck me? No! Fuck you!"

107. "This is your fucking fault."

108. "Go to bed, I'll be there soon."

109. "You want a baby? seriously?"

110. "Hypothetically if I were to say that I was in love with you, what would you do?"

111. "We're in public, we shouldn't...but if you really wanna-"

112. "Just want your legs wrapped around my head."

113. "You always play so hard to get."

114. "Oh come on, i wasn't that drunk."

115. "So...wanna kiss?"

116. "I thought I'd be alone forever."

117. "You play guitar?"

118. "It's early, baby."

119. "Are you alright?"

120. "You're from here?"

121. "I doubt you remember you saying it since you were drunk."

122. "You have to choose between us."

123. "Please come home. It's not the same without you."

124. "Stay the night. Please?"

125. "I might have had a few shots."

126. "I really wanna kiss you right now."

127. "Make me."

128. "Don't tempt me."

129. "I saw that. You just checked me out."

130. "Boobs are like squishy pillows and yours are comfortable."

131. "When we're done, we should have like...angry sex or something. Maybe? Please?"

132. "Let me show you why we should not get out of bed."

133. "You look tense. May I help you relax?"

134. "Don't move or you're not coming tonight."

135. "You'd look good with my hand around your neck."

136. "You're taking it so good."

137. "You think you deserve a reward?"

138. "You remember your safe word? Cause I'm not going easy on you."

139. "Say my name."

140. "I told you to stay still."

141. "Harder."

142. "Touch yourself for me."

143. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll beg me to stop."

144. "I want it to hurt."

145. "Your mouth feels so good."

146. “Get on my thigh.”

147. “You wanna sneak off to the bathroom?”

148. “They won’t hear us if you just keep quiet.”

149. “If you want to do it, we can try it.”

150. “Is it alright if I sleep in your bed tonight?”

151. “Be a good girl for me.”

152. “Beg.”

153. “You’re just a whore for me, aren’t you baby?”

154. “Make it hurt.”

155. “Don’t hold back.”

156. “Take it.”

157. “I just want to fuck you so bad.”

158. “I’m going to watch and you can beg me to touch you, but I won’t.”

159. “I’m going to make this so much worse for you if you don’t fucking stop.”

160. “Make me.”

161. “Just one night.”

162. “I can tell how bad you want punished and I’m not going to give it to you.”

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juviaafullbuster · 4 years

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Can you do 12 for the story list? We never see Juvia ever express how she feels when she's sad. Maybe Gray talks to her about it. Also I really like your blog!

Heyy Anon! Thank you, I'm really glad you do! Also thank you so much for the request. I'm not sure if this is what you had in mind, but I hope you like it 💙

Angst - Prompt 12:

"Holding everything in doesn't help, you know."

When Gray first voiced his concern, his friends gave him a questioning look. To them Juvia wasn't any different than usual. She still had her sweet smile on, she still greeted everyone warmly, still clinged to Gray every time she saw him. Same old Juvia.

But Gray knew better. They did live together for six months after all. And he had learned quite some things about her during that time. One being that Juvia tends to keep a lot to herself. It might surprise people because she seems so open with her emotions, especially the ones regarding him, but she tends to keep a lot to herself. Crazy woman, always worrying about being a burden.

Gray stole a glance at her. She was seated with Cana and Lisanna, listening closely to whatever the two were saying. She wasn't engaging in the conversation, just listening and nodding along sometimes. She was smiling. To anyone else it would seem that she was content. But not to Gray.

No, he could see the way her shoulders were tense. How she kept stealing glances towards the clock. How her smile didn't quite reach her eyes. There was a distant look hidden behind her facade. Something was definitely off. And whatever it was, Gray was determined to find out. Because it is Juvia, his Juvia. The one who always looks out for him and makes sure he's alright. And he'll be damned if he doesn't do the same.

***

Later that evening Gray made his way over to Fairy Hills. He knew boys weren't allowed and Erza would surely kill him if she spotted him there but he would have to deal with that when it came to it. For now, his focus was on the water mage that had left the guild hall without telling him goodbye earlier. Yeah, something was definetly wrong. And he was about to find out what it was.

Gray glanced up to the window Juvia had pointed to once. She had told him that it was hers in case he wanted to sneak in. Back then he had just told her she was being crazy. And now look at him, he was doing exactly that. Who is the crazy one now?

Shaking the thought away, Gray focused back on his task. He used his ice magic to form a ladder and climbed up in hope that Juvia left the window open. When he arrived upstairs he had to learn that she didnt. He knocked on the window a few times, hoping to gain her attention. After his fourth knock, Juvia finally came out of the other room, a questioning look on her face. When she spotted him however she froze before breaking out in a huge smile. At least he had accomplished one thing. She came over and opened the window gesturing for him to come in.

"Graysama, what are you doing here? Not that Juvia minds but it is very unlike you to climb into a womans room during the late evening.." He could tell her fantasy was already running wild and he let her imagination run for a little before shaking her out of her trance.

"Alright, spill it."

"Spill what?"

"What's wrong?"

"Juvia is afraid she doesn't know what you mean."

"I mean, what's wrong with you?"

Juvia looked taken aback for a moment before tears started forming in her eyes. "Nothing is wrong with Juvia.. Why would you ask that? Do you think there is something wrong?"

Shit. That was not what he meant. How could he be so bad with words?

"No, Juvia. I didn't.. I didn't mean it like that. Don't take it the wrong way, nothing's wrong with you. I just had a feeling something's off, you've been acting different.. you didn't spend much time around me today."

"Does Graysama feel neglected?"

"WHAT!? What are you talking about. That's not it at all."

"Oh.. Then what is it?"

"Juvia, I like to think that I know you very well by now. And something's definitely going on with you. First I thought I was just being crazy, everyone else said you were being your usual self. But I've been watching you closely and I can tell that you're not like usual. Something must be bothering you."

"Graysama was watching Juvia?" She was looking at him with big eyes, a slight flush on her cheeks.

"No! I mean yes, but- it's not like you think.."

"Juvia understands. You watched her because you were worried about her."

"Exactly."

"Graysama is so sweet, worrying about Juvia." She pretty much had hearts in her eyes at this point and Gray found himself blushing. He turned around, awkwardly scratching his neck. This conversation wasn't going anywhere.. and then he realized.

This conversation wasn't going anywhere for a reason. She was trying to avoid the issue by getting him flustered and drifting off topic. And he almost fell for it.

"Alright, sit down."

"So bossy.."

"I'm serious Juvia. We need to talk. Stop trying to distract me and be honest. What is it, what's going on?"

He stared at her waiting for a response. Juvia tried to hold his stare but he was determined. It took only a few seconds for her to give up and look away, staring anywhere but at him.

Her shoulders dropped in defeat and the mask she had on fell. When she looked at him again, she was frowning, a sad and distant look in her eyes. Seeing her like that, it broke her heart.

"Juvia.. what's wrong?" Gray sat down next to her. It was an unusual sight, seeing Juvia like that.

"It's nothing.. Really, it's sweet of you to worry but Juvia is fine."

"Seriously? Juvia you're obviously not fine so don't pretend to be. I'm not leaving until I know what's wrong. So you either talk now or I'll be spending the night."

"Graysama wants to spend the night with Juvia?" She smirked, looking at him with a gleam in her eyes. Gray felt his cheeks warning up and he looked away.

"Nice try. But don't try to drift off topic."

"Really, Graysama, Juvia is fine. She's just a little tired that's all."

"Listen, I understand. I know what it's like to not want to burden others with your issues. Trying to keep everything to yourself, acting like you're fine when you're not. When my parents died, when I lost Ur. When I found out the truth about what happened to Ultear, when I lost my dad again. I've been there. I shut myself off, tried to carry it all myself. And do you know where it got me? I turned cold, distant. It damaged my friendships. I was a mess Juvia.."

She was listening closely. Gray watched a tear roll down her check. He wiped it away before giving her a small smile.

"I dont have to tell you all that, do I? Because you were there when I finally broke down. While we were living together. When I couldn't hold back anymore, when the nightmares became too much. You were the one who held me and told me that it will be okay eventually. The one who listened to me. Do you remember what you told me that day?"

Juvia looked down, confirming that she indeed still remembered. But he was going to remind her of her words anyway. He put his hands on her cheeks, tilting her head up and making her look at him.

"Holding everything in doesn't help, you know."

It was what it took for Juvia to finally let go. She broke down, crying her heart out while clinging to him desperately. Gray held her close, stroking her back in an attempt to comfort her. Slowly her sobs became quieter until they died down completely. She still clung to him and didn't make any indication of letting go anytime soon. Gray just continued holding her, wishing to shield her from all the pain in the world.

"Juvia is sorry.."

Gray stopped her before she could continue. "Don't be. It's okay to not be okay. Stupid trying to hold everything in. I'm here for you Juvia, whenever you need me. Don't carry everything by yourself. Okay?"

She looked up to him before nodding her head in agreement. He smiled at her softly and she laid her head back on his shoulder. He saw that there were still some tears rolling down her cheeks but at least she seemed calmer, a little more relaxed. Gray held her closer, an attempt to tell her that he's here for her. He always was better with actions than words.

"Thank you Graysama."

"Don't thank me. I didn't do anything.."

"You did a lot."

They sat in silence, enjoying each others presence and comfort. Gray wouldn't admit it loudly, but he needed this just as much as Juvia.

"Hey, Juvi."

"Hm?"

"Want to tell me what happened?"

There was a moment of silence before Juvia moved away from him, freeing herself from his hold, in order to look at him. Gray had to admit that he missed her warmth immediately.

"Juvia will tell you, but.."

"But?"

"But only if you stay with her after too.. everytime I think about what happened nightmares follow so Juvia can't sleep."

"That explains why you appeared so tired. How long has this been going on?"

"Two weeks. Since the last mission I took."

"Juvia, what happened on that mission?"

"You're staying with me?"

"Of course. I'm not planning to leave your side anytime soon."

"So Graysama is spending the night with Juvia?"

"You want Erza to behead me?"

"Juvia would never let anyone hurt you. When it comes to protecting you not even Erza can stand in my way."

"Well, in that case.. I guess there's no reason for me not to stay."

Gray laid down on her bed and pulled her down with him. She rested her head on his chest, while he wrapped his arms around her protectively, pulling her closer to him. He heard her sigh, prompting him to tighten his arms around her. They both stayed silent for a moment, enjoying each others presence and the peace before Juvia took a deep breath and started telling Gray about the mission that she had finished two weeks ago. He listened closely while rubbing her back comfortingly. It wasn't long until the tears were rolling down her cheeks again. Turns out her mission wasn't as successful as Master had first told them. Yes, Juvia did finish the job, but there were some complications she hadn't told anyone about until now.

Juvias job wasn't a hard one, she was just supposed to hold a water show at a little girls birthday party. The girls father however was late. He should have been there an hour ago and they were still waiting. They decided to start without him, despite the girls protest. Turns out her father was her only family. Just a little later however random people came to the house, talking about an accident. By the time the news registered, Juvia was already holding on to the little girl, a desperate attempt to shield her from the world, the pain.

"Gray, she was shaking so bad and then she broke down because she realized what happened. And all that on her birthday. And I was there. I was there Gray. I could have went to look for him after he was late. I could have found him. And maybe it wouldn't have been too late the. If I had-" Juvia didn't manage to finish her sentence. Instead she clinged to him desperately, sobbing into his chest.

"She has noone now. Just another kid, left to the system. Juvia was there. Juvia knows what it's like. If only I would have-"

"Juvia, don't."

"But-"

"No, Juvia. Don't you dare blame yourself for this. None of this is your fault. You couldn't have known. It was an accident. Besides, if anything they're lucky you were there. At least the girl had someone to hold her, she wasn't alone."

"But she-"

"It won't be easy, but she'll be okay eventually. You can't blame yourself for this Juvia."

Juvia seemed to think over his words, before sighing. She still seemed conflicted but he could tell that some weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Gray pulled her closer to him and kissed her head.

"If you want we can go check up on her together? And make sure shes treated well at the orphanage until she finds a good family."

"You'd really do that?"

"Of course, if you allow me to come with you."

"Juvia would love that."

"Alright, then it's settled. Now try to rest."

"You promise to still be here when Juvia wakes up?"

"Not even Erza herself can make me leave your side tonight."

She giggled and Gray couldn't help the small smile. It would take some time for her to deal with this and recover. But she would be fine because this is his Juvia, the strongest girl out there. And he'd stay with her until she does.

"Graysama?"

"Yes?"

"Did you remove the ladder you climbed up with?"

There was a moment of silence before realization hit him. Gray sprinted to the window, ready to break the ice, only to find that he was too late because standing next to it was no other than Erza herself.

"GRAY FULLBUSTER, YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!"

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kaori-flowers · 4 years

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Hello! I know I said I was gonna take a break from writing Techno and Tommy. This has them in it a little. I got this idea and had to write it down before I forgot it. Hopefully you enjoy :)

♡

After stuffing his bed to make it look like he was sleeping, he slid out the back window. He landed on the path quietly, and then pulled out an invis potion. He chugged it and kept his watch timmer on so he knew when to take another one. He slid down off the path into the cold water as quietly as he could. He pulled out hit trident and took a deep breath before diving under. With the Trident's help he zoomed through the water effortlessly. After a few minutes he stopped to come up for air, and look around slowly. He was in the middle of the ocean and let himself float as he pulled out his compass. The compass spun around for a few seconds before pointing north and stopping. He put the compass back and dove back under. It only took him 5 minutes to actually reach the island where Techno's house was. He pulled himself out of the water and put his trident away carefully. He stood on the frozen bank for a few minutes, letting himself drip.

"Okay im just gonna check on them, and I will go back. I swear."

Phil was reassuring himself and urging himself not to stay, because then there would be another war. Literally. Even though Phil knew Techno would win he still didn't want to be the cause of the next war. Phil trudged through the snow as quick as he could, making his legs extremely cold. The pressure hurt a little, but he seen the bright lights of the house in the distance. He sighed in relief as he moved closer at a slow pace. The first thing he noticed was Carl tied up in the barn with a bunch of lanters on. Carl nickered and paced around, seeing Phil. Phil quickly tried to shush him as he entered the barn with Carl. The warmth of the barn wrapped around him quickly and Phil gently held his hand out. Carl sniffed him before shaking his head up and down, making his harness gingle.

"Shhhhh, it's okay. Just be quiet."

Phil softly rubbed Carl's head, kissing his nose a few times. He gave him an apple and stood directly under a lamp, in hopes to warm up quicker. Carl watched him as he chomped on the apple he recieved. After the apple was gone he nodded his head again, nickering at Phil. Phil shushed him as he rubbed his hands together. He didn't want to waste too much time so he gave up and walked back over to Carl. Phil kissed his head and nose before rubbing it gently again. Then he left the barn and headed up the porch to the front door. Phil listened but didn't hear anyone talking. He slowly opened the door more, and entered quietly. He shut the door behind him and quickly noticed reflective armour standing without insides. Which meant the person in front of him was invis.

"I-"

"Dad?!"

It was Tommy's voice, and Tommy wasted no time in hugging Phil tightly. Phil tensed up at the sound of Tommy calling him dad, since he has never heard it before. Phil hesitated a second but hugged Tommy back tightly, relived he was still alive. He was very relived that he was okay for the most part. It's not like he could actually see if he was or not. Tommy was invisible for christ sakes!

"Tommy who are y-"

"Phil?! What are you doing here?!"

Tommy let go of Phil as Phil did to Tommy. Technoblade and Ranboo came up from the basement to find an invisible Tommy hugging a very visible Phil. Phil tensed up at the sight of Ranboo and looked at Techno for a second. Then he looked back at Ranboo.

"Im sorry! I just wanted to make sure my kids were okay!"

Phil blurted out quickly, unsure of what else to actually tell him. I mean why else would Phil be there? He only really cared about if his son's were alive and well. Before anyone else can say anything Technoblade yanks Phil into his arms. He hugs Phil tightly and Phil hugs him back almost instantly. Technoblade was relieved his father made it to him safely. He also checked Phil over, making sure he was okay as well.

"Wait did you call him dad?"

Everyone turned to look at Tommy as soon as Technoblade asked the question. As Tommy's invis faded out he just looked a little confused. He looked at Phil and then Techno, realizing what he had done. But since Tommy had been staying with Techno he had been growing into himself. Tommy has embracing who he actually is and was accepting his actual family.

"Y-yeah. He is dad."

"Well yeah but-"

"Phil how do you plan to get back in your house without being noticed? How did you even get out?!"

Technoblade looked at Phil and then turned his attention to Ranboo. Tommy looked at Phil, and hugged him once more. After being all alone in exile he was happy to start seeing actual people. Especially the ones that are his actual family.

"What do you mean?"

"He-"

"You will take him back."

"What?!"

Phil and Tommy looked at Ranboo and Techno quickly. Despite the fact that Ranboo was the same height, if not taller than Techno, he was still intimidated by him. Technoblade pulled his sword out of it's shealth, making Ranboo gulp hard and Phil cover Tommy's eyes. Technoblade held it tightly as he grabbed Ranboo's shirt. He yanked him closer, and raised his sword.

"You will sneak him back in safely. Understand?"

"Y-yes!"

"Good."

Technoblade let go of him and put his sword back. Ranboo fixed his suit, smoothing out where Techno grabbed him. Phil removed his hands from Tommy's eyes, and Tommy was relieved to see Ranboo was still alive.

"You could have just asked. Ranboo is my friend! He wouldn't hurt our dad. Right Ranboo?"

"Of course not Tommy. I would never hurt your dad."

Ranboo replied in a soft tone, feeling a small pain of sorrow for him. Ranboo knew what Tommy has been through these last few weeks. He figured he did in fact owe Tommy for all the pain and suffering he's been through. Especially when he managed to get away scott free, and Tommy got the worst of it.

"Okay well, I came to make sure you two were alright. I should head back. It's bad if I stay out for too long. They'll notice."

"Ranb-"

"I'll make sure he gets in safely. I promise."

Phil said his goodbyes to both his son's, hugging them tightly since he didnt know when he'd see them again. Then he followed Ranboo out of the house, and down the porch steps.

"Wait."

Ranboo stopped and turned around to look at Phil. Phil entered the small barn to say goodbye to Carl, not knowing when he'd see him again either. Ranboo waited patiently, understanding how hard it must be for Phil. When Phil was done, he left and joined Ranboo's side. They began walking without any conversation for a while, only the sound of snow crunching underneath their feet. It made both of them feel a little awkward and uncomfortable in the silence.

"So...."

"Sorry about Techno threatening you. He's just really protective and-"

"Oh yeah no worried. I get it. You're his dad, and im sure you are very important to him. It's understandable."

"Yeah....."

They fell back into silence, other than the snow crunching of course. They were covering good ground though, and were at the bank of the water before they knew it. Ranboo set up a boat and gently put it in the water, getting in first. Phil got in behind him and Ranboo began rowing. Phil broke the silence again, because of his own curiosity.

"So.... What were you doing out here at Techno's house?"

"Oh I was uh following Ghostbur."

"Right. You're uh... you're not gonna tell anyone Tommy is alive and here.... right?"

"Um... No. I don't think I will."

"Think?"

Ranboo fell silent and stopped rowing, he just let the boat drift on the soft waves. Phil gave him time to answer, not really worried since they were just drifting. Ranboo thought it over slowly and realized whose side he should be on. With everything Ranboo was a witness to and heard, it was clear what was right and what was wrong.

"I'm not gonna tell them Phil. I promise."

"Okay."

The boat ride was silent again, and it stayed silent as they returned. Ranboo kept glancing around to make sure no one was in sight. Ranboo docked the boat, and tied it up before he got out first. Then he helped Phil out and Ranboo looked around to make sure no one was around.

"Alright let's go before someone comes."

Ranboo walked first with Phil following him closely. Phil was extremely suspicious of Ranboo, unsure if he could actually trust him. Sure he seemed trustworthy, but was he actually? Phil was unsure.

"Ranboo what the hell are you doing?!"

Phil and Ranboo turned around quickly to see Tubbo and Quackity standing there. Phil looked at Ranboo as Ranboo looked at him. Ranboo looked back at Tubbo, and moved slightly forward.

"I didn't want to go alone, and I couldn't find any of you. Im sorry."

"Wha- you could have just messaged us?!"

"You're right I'm sorry, but I was in a rush. It won't happen again I promise!"

Tubbo looked at Quackity slowly and then back at Ranboo. Ranboo's heart was pounding, unsure if this excuse was working or not. He knew this could end really bad or really well. Tubbo had no reason not to believe Ranboo right now, because so far he's done nothing but help him. So Tubbo gave him the benefit of the doubt and accepted this statement as the truth from him.

"Okay. Do not do it again."

"Yes sir."

Ranboo walked Phil up his porch and to his front door. Phil opened it, and entered, surprised that Ranboo held up his end of the deal. Not that there was any deal really, it was more of a threat. Phil was still a little grateful that Ranboo didn't throw him under the bus. Ranboo entered after Phil and sat on his chair, taking a breathe. His heart was still pounding a little, and he felt slightly on edge.

"Here."

Ranboo looked up to see Phil holding out a plate. On the plate was a sandwich and a sticky note that said thank you. Ranboo looked up at Phil to see he had a soft smile on his face. Ranboo gently took the place and nodded slightly. He still felt stressed and a little nervous now, but was a little calmed knowing he got Phil's approval. Or at least he thought and hoped he did.

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laddieseddiemunster · 4 years

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Little Sister (platonic)

This is for the anon who gave me the ask about a 13/14 year old that the boys accidentally turn, and they like to sneak out a lot. I kind of lost your ask but if you see this than this fic is for you.

context: the boys accidentally turn a 13 year old that likes to sneak out a lot, but the boys soon realize that she’s not a bad addition to their group.

warnings: mentions of alcoholism & violence

the boys hadn’t meant for this to happen. they didn’t even know you. they just came back from the boardwalk one day and saw a kid passed out on their couch. not exactly a kid. more like a young teen. marko was about to take a bite out of you before he noticed you didn’t smell human. you smelled like they did. well half. part vampire blood and part human. david had noticed that their glass with the blood in it had been misplaced. the boys put the pieces together and realized you drank the blood. david still wanted answers, so he woke you up by using some mind tricks.

you woke up with a groan while holding a hand to your chest. “what was in that drink?” you asked pointing to the broken glass on the floor.

david bent down to pick up some of the broken glass. “you drank this?”

“yeah! what was in it? it tasted awful!” you asked them rubbing your eyes.

“who are you? what are you doing here?” paul asked not ready to explain to you what exactly you just drank.

“who are you guys?” you asked back.

“i asked you first,” paul snapped.

you rolled your eyes knowing you were going to have to start from the beginning. you were a runaway. your parents were alcoholics and you couldn’t take their crap anymore so you left. while looking for a place to stay you found the cave, and obviously all the “do not enter!” signs made you want to investigate more. when you came in the cave you were super thirsty and ended up finding the glass of blood. you assumed it was wine or something, but when you drank it it tasted horrible. soon after you felt a pain in your chest and you passed out on the couch.

all the boys looked at each other wondering how the hell they were going to explain to you what you just drank.

“so uhh, what’s your name kid?” marko asked sitting next to you on the couch.

“[name], and i’m not a kid! i’m 13,” you replied.

“13? that’s still a kid,” paul chuckled.

you rolled your eyes. “whatever. what are your names?”

paul decided to take charge while david walked away thinking of a way to explain this to max. “well, i’m paul!” he said holding his hand to his chest. he pointed to marko that was sitting next to you. “that’s marko.” he then pointed to dwayne who still hadn’t said a word. “dwayne.”

“who’s the mullet guy?” you questioned.

“im david,” you jumped as he suddenly appeared right behind you.

“so...do you guys live here?” you asked looking away from david.

“yep,” david explained the whole incident that happened years before.

dwayne still hadn’t spoken and even refused to look at you. he was worried about you, and the explanation they were going to have to give to max was making him anxious. paul was worried, but he tried to act like nothing was going on. marko was still processing it all, and did not want to be the one to tell you what was in that drink.

“okay great. now what was in that drink?” you were smart enough to know that they changed the subject on purpose.

“[name], try to understand this,” david paused. “we’re not...human.”

you scoffed thinking this was some prank. “oh really?”

“what you drank was blood,” david paused again. “my blood.”

“EW!” you exclaimed jumping from the couch. “thats disgusting! you have to be lying!”

“it’s true,” paul spoke as he sat on the couchs armrest.

you shivered in disgust. “why did you have your blood in a bottle in the first place!”

“we’re not human,” david repeated. “we’re vampires...and so are you.”

“i’m a what?” you asked not understanding what they were trying to tell you.

david knew that you wouldn’t believe them if they just told you, so he turned around and when he turned back he was completely transformed into his vamp face.

you gasped and jumped back trying to get away from david, but instead you landed in marko’s lap. he grabbed your shoulders tightly so you couldn’t get away.

“this is what we are [name],” david said and changed back into his regular form. “this is what you are.”

“h-how,” you whimpered holding onto marko for some sort of protection.

“in that bottle was my blood,” david said while taking a step closer to you. “i am a vampire,” he took another step. “and you drank my blood,” another, “so now you’re a vampire,” david said while standing over you.

“is...is that true?” you asked paul who was still sitting on the armrest.

“yep! now you’re our little sister!” he said with a big smile on his face.

“sister?” you asked.

“you’re one of us now, so now you stay with us,” david said with a slight smirk on his face.

“but i don’t want to! i don’t even know you guys!” you said getting up from marko’s lap.

“well maybe you should think twice before drinking something from a random cave,” david said. he wasn’t wrong. for all you knew the drink could have been 100 years old and rotten. now that you think about it, it probably is.

“marko!” david spoke stopping your daydreaming. “show [name] her room.”

marko grabbed your arm leading you to the room. it wasn’t far from the main area in the middle of the cave, so there was really no privacy at all. the room was pretty plain. just a bed and some blankets covering the entrance.

“is this kidnapping?” you asked him and sat on the bed.

marko chuckled. “not necessarily.”

“it sure seems like it.”

“well its not.”

“then what it is?” you asked.

“you drank the blood, so now you’re automatically one of us!” you could tell he was getting frustrated.

“what if i don’t want this?!” you asked raising your voice at him.

marko sighed and looked to the ground. “look, i’m sorry if you didn’t want this, but we can’t change it now.”

“you’re telling me that there is no way i can change back?” you asked him.

marko just shook his head and left the room. you laid down on the bed trying to take in everything that they just told you. first, you ran away from home. second, you walked into the worst cave you could’ve ever chosen. third, now apparently you’re a vampire.

as a couple days went on the boys taught you how to calm to urge to eat people, they explained to you that you were half, and then david explained that eventually you will have to kill someone or you’ll be half forever. david isn’t very patient, so when you asked for some time before you make your first kill he wasn’t too happy about it. david has been killing people for decades, so to him it’s no big deal.

at first the boys thought your addition wouldn’t be too hard. then they realized you were a bit of a handful. not even a week with the boys and you had already snuck out twice. the first time you didnt get caught because it was during the day. the second time you did. your friends had told you before you became a vamp that they were having a party, and you weren’t one to miss a party. so you left while the boys were still asleep, and you were planning on coming back to the cave before they woke up. unfortunately, you lost track of time and when they woke up they noticed your disappearance right away.

david was furious. he hates when people don’t do what he says, and especially when it’s people he lives with. he is also slightly worried because a non experienced half vamp could be dangerous. dwayne was more worried about your safety since you’re pretty young, paul was upset that you didn’t follow orders, and marko was worried that you might have ran into hunters or you were badly hurt.

the boys found you pretty much right away. all they had to do was track your scent in the air and follow it. a vampires scent stands out in a group of people. the party was full of young and some older teens. even though the boys are the feared motorcycle gang of santa carla they still managed to get into the house party. david was determined to find you, and nobody better try and stop him.

when the boys found you they basically had to drag you out of there. you didn’t want to leave and they weren’t in the mood to argue. you knew you were going to have to come up with some explanation on why you left the party with a bunch of boys to your friends. dwayne, paul, and marko knew that david was going to let you have it when they returned to the cave, and he did just that.

“why did you leave the cave without permission?! you know that unacceptable!” david yelled loudly scaring marko’s pigeons.

“i went to a party, and because i felt like it,” you said not caring that you were breaking rules.

“you’re on thin ice kid!” david yelled again as the other boys watched from a distance.

“oh yeah? what are you gonna do kill me?” you were pushing his buttons and you knew it. “well guess what? i didn’t choose to be here, so i don’t have to do what you say!”

as time went by fights would happen almost daily, and there was never really a winner. david would usually get tired of yelling and just ignore you for the rest of the night. he still cares about you, but you refused to obey his orders. the boys stopped trying to prevent you from sneaking out. for once, they just gave up and let you do what you wanted.

it was great at first being able to do what you wanted, but that came to an end when your friends started to make rumors about you. it turns out that your friends were jealous that you hung around with the boys, so they decided to talk bad about you behind your back by saying you were sleeping with all of them. soon all your so called friends were no longer looking your way, and that means goodbye party’s. everyone believed the rumors and thought you were sleeping with four older boys.

the boys noticed that you hadnt gone out in a while, but they decided not to ask any questions. you guys still weren’t on good terms, and the boys didn’t want to make the relationships any worse then they already were. marko was the first one to find out about what happened. he had gone out on his usual chinese food run and he came into your room to give you some food he saw you crying softly on your bed. “what’s the matter lil sis?”

when you told marko exactly what happened he was ready to go out and feed from your friends. even if you weren’t on good terms with him you’re still his little sister, and no one hurts you and gets away with it.

instead of letting him murder your friend you decided to take matters into your own hands, and he knew what that meant.

before you took the matter into your own hands you wanted to mend your relationships with the other boys. if they’re the only people/vamps that still care about you then you mine as well get used to them. dwayne is probably the easiest one to gain trust of again. he understood that you are just a kid, and you want to live your life. dwayne isn’t one to make you try hard for his acceptance. a simple apology and you’re already on his good side. paul and marko pretty much go the same way. they really don’t take anything too personal, so if you make them upset they’ll just get over it in like an hour. david is a bit more difficult. he doesn’t like people doing things without his permission. which is exactly what you did. when you apologized for sneaking out all he said was “okay,” and nothing else. he didn’t even look up at you. even if the apology wasn’t enough you already had a plan to gain his acceptance.

“i’m ready to make my first kill,” you said out of the blue. all of the boys stopped whatever they were doing and looked directly at you.

paul immediately grew a smile when he realized you weren’t kidding. “really little sis? you’re ready to become one of us?”

you nodded with a smile.

“are you sure this is what you want?” dwayne asked you. he wanted you to turn, but he didn’t want it if you didn’t.

“yes. i’m sure,” you confirmed.

“well, then what are we waiting for?” marko asked with his mischievous smile making an appearance.

before the boys could pick out a random person on the beach for you to kill, you told them that this was a revenge kill. you wanted revenge on your fake friends that spread a rumor about you. they weren’t about to get away with it.

the boys were eager to watch this go down, so they came up with a plan. marko and paul would find your old friends at the boardwalk and use charm to win them over. once your friends had been won over by the blondes then they’ll take them to the bonfire for a “party”. and that’s where you’ll be waiting to strike.

you knew your “friends” wouldn’t say no to marko and paul. they were just dying to go on a date with one of them.

when you were waiting for the big arrival with david and dwayne you suddenly heard the sound of two motorcycles coming up to your location, and marko and paul whooping.

“remember, this is your first kill. it doesn’t have to be too gory. if you need help just tell us,” dwayne said.

“dwayne, enough.” david said and dwayne stopped talking. david walked up right behind you and whispered, “remember how much they hurt you. remember how much pain they put you through. make them pay for what they did to you. they deserve it.”

anger took over your body and you couldn’t even hear what david was saying anymore. all you could think of is how they just dropped you because they were jealous. now, it’s your turn to drop them from the face of the earth.

suddenly, your vampire face that you kept hidden so well was now out for the world to see, and you were ready for revenge. you could smell their blood in the air as they walked up to the bonfire seeing no party. before you knew it you were jumping the one that was closest to you and biting their skin as deep as you could. you could taste their blood in your mouth as you sucked the life out of them. it was a taste that you never wanted to leave your mouth, but you weren’t finished yet.

your other “friends” were now running for their lives, but you easily caught up to them. one by one you drained the blood out of each of their bodies while ripping their arms and legs to hear them scream. they were all left lifeless, skin white as the full moon, and completely torn apart. you were satisfied. it’s like you were born for this. you felt alive even though you clearly weren’t. with blood all over your face and body you turned back at the boys.

they all looked speechless. they expected you to ask for their help, or to even struggle a little bit. you did the exact opposite. you didn’t need their help at all.

paul was the first one to walk up to you. he picked you up from under the arms and spun you around. “damn lil sis! you’re a natural!”

“yeah!” marko chuckled. “who taught you that?” none of their first victims were killed liked you killed yours.

“how do you feel? any different?” dwayne asked.

“yeah.” you said wiping some blood on your clothes. “different. not sure how to explain it.”

“don’t worry. you’ll get used to it,” paul said patting you on the shoulder.

david walked up to you and put his hands on your bloody cheeks. he looked down directly in your eyes. “congratulations [name]. you’re officially full. you’re one of us.”

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Not as Terrible (Rafe Cameron X Routledge!Reader)

Warnings:Not proof read, swearing

Being John.B’s older sister was definitely and adventure.You were only older by a year but that one year age gap did a lot for you.Whether it was arguments or discussions on who would do a dangerous task you could always pull the older sibling card.

Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didnt but it was always worth a shot.But then again being the older sibling and John.B’s only family meant that you had other responsibilities,including messing up anyone that messed with him.

Rafe kissed you gently, a grin on his face. “I love you.”He grinned,hands in your hoodie pocket. “I know.I gotta go soon,JB’s gonna get made at me.”His face fell,pouting. “He shouldnt be your responsibility.”He grumbled,holding you tight.

You simply shrugged, not wanting to go through your life story and how it was now your job to take care of him.He could never understand the situation, he didnt really give a damn about Sarah.He also had a father, a shitty one for sure but he still had a father at least.He couldnt understand being a pogue either.

You guys were completely different in pretty much every way imaginable but ‘opposites attract’ or whatever bullshit. “I know….I’ll see you tomorrow though, right?”You asked,sitting up.He nodded,pulling you into another quick kiss before kissing your forehead lightly.

“Dont forget to hate me.”You reminded him,opening his window and sliding down the fire escape,feeling his eyes on you as you hopped the fence.He sighed, becoming tired of the little game you guys had to play.

Because Rafe was the direct enemy of your brother and his friends that meant that you were supposed to avoid him entirely.It was just the rules of life.But that being said if you ever came across one of your brothers enemies you had to mess with them.

That included messing with Rafe,randomly showing up and flicking the back of his head,disappearing before he knew it was you.It started as you being an annoying presence to ruin his day,spitting gum onto his windshield or placing fake tickets on his car.

But slowly you started falling in love with him because of course you did.It was fucked up but you couldnt stop it, him eventually falling for you too.Thats when this little game began, sneaking out of your house and over to Rafe’s to cuddle and watch movies together,coming home late at night when John.B and his friends were having a fire.

JJ would pull you onto his lap, asking where you had been.He had a thing for you, claiming that it would be fine if the two of you guys got together because you were only eight months older than him so it wasnt that strange.

The age gap itself wasnt strange, it was the fact that he was your brother’s best friend for the last eight years that made things strange.You were fine with sitting in his lap while he whispered jokes into your ear in attempts to get you to laugh.

Of course it felt a little wrong because you were dating Rafe but you couldnt exactly tell him that without John.B finding out too, instead just letting JJ mess around with you because you knew nothing was going to come from it.

The next day you were decided to go with them to the beach, regretting it when you saw Rafe with Topper and Kelce, sitting in beach chairs with beer bottles in their hands.You saw JJ’s jaw clench, John.B rolling his eyes.

“Why are they here?This isnt fair.”You brother grumbled, Pope nodding in agreement.The five of you decided to sit in the sand for a while,JJ’s hand on your knee almost like he was trying to protect you from Rafe’s eyes.If only he knew.Rafe kept looking over to you, a blush on his cheeks as he did so.

Eventually they left, leaving you and your brothers friends alone on the beach. “You know, I think im just gonna head back home.I have a headache.”You told them, making your way up the sandy hills before they could question it.As you began your walk down one of the dirt streets to get back to the house a bike pulled up next to you, your boyfriend being the one riding it.

“Hey pretty girl.”You could practically hear the smile through his helmet.You sighed, stopping your walk to stare at him as he took off his helmet,leaning down to give you a quick kiss. “You coming to my house tonight?”He asked, twisting the fabric of your tshirt.

You shrugged, not sure what your brother was going to be doing. “I dont know if I can, John.B and the others might want me to go get groceries with them or something.”You replied,feeling his grip on you tighten,humming. “I havent messed with them in a while.”He muttered, glad when you smiled.

“Thats good, I would have beat your ass if you did.”You teased with a roll of your eyes. He chuckled,kissing your forehead. “I would've liked it though.”He admitted.You laughed,smacking his arm lightly. “Shut up.”You grumbled, unaware of JJ watching you guys.

“Is he bothering you?”JJ asked, coming out from his hiding spot in the trees.Your eyes widened, your stomach tightening.Shit. “Uh...no, everythings fine, JJ.Just go back to the beach.”You told him,hoping you didnt sound too suspicious.His blue eyes fell to your hand, the one that was holding Rafe’s.Fuck.

“Is something going on that I should know about?”He asked,glaring at Rafe like he was trying to make his head blow up. “No, just go back to the beach.”You told him, a sort of assertive tone to your voice that was reserved for John.B when he wanted to do something dangerous.JJ’s eyebrows furrowed, not used to you speaking to him like this.

He nodded,walking away, sending you a look of disappointment before disappearing into the trees, most likely about to tell John.B what he had just seen.Rafe noticed how uneasy you were,hugging you. “Hey, dont stress about it.He’s got nothing on you, whats he gonna do?Complain that we were having a conversation?”He asked, not really helping.

“So I just saw (Y/N) talking to Rafe.”JJ grabbed a beer from the cooler, all eyes falling on him. “Cameron?”John.B asked, not really believing that you’d ever talk to such a vile human being.JJ nodded,sipping the alcoholic drink.

“They were all over eachother, it was weird.”He grumbled, a slight jealousy in his voice.Kiara raised her eyebrows, a little mad about the situation. “What do you mean they were all over eachother?”She asked, looking over to Pope.

“I mean they were holding hands and shit,giggling and he was like,I dont know.Its weird.”He tried his best to explain,realising it didnt sound as serious as it was. “(Y/N) doesnt giggle...she just...she just stares at people.Are you sure it was Rafe?”Pope asked.This was out of character for you.You had joined their conversations before, all of you talking shit about the Cameron family.

You had called Rafe a “Cruel, disgusting bitch.” it didnt make sense that you’d willingly talk to him.Meanwhile you were on the back of Rafe’s bike,arms wrapped around him tight as he pulled into his driveway, trying to figure out the best way to sneak you inside.

You ended up being hidden by him as you guys shuffled up the stairs, nearly getting caught by Ward.Luckily he was too busy on a call, not paying attention at all as Rafe pushed you inside his room, locking the door with a sigh. “What do you wanna watch?”He asked,falling on the bed next to you, grabbing the tv remote.

You shrugged,wrapping an arm around him with your head against his chest. “Doesnt matter.”You replied, watching as he picked a random horror movie,knowing that hed probably end up squealing and holding onto you.Your phone dinged, vibrating against your thigh.

You sighed,picking it up to check what someone could want or why they were trying to talk to you.It was a text from Kie, asking why the hell you were at Rafe Cameron’s house.There was no way in hell she actually knew that, she was probably just guessing.You sat up,taking Rafe with you, his chin on your shoulder and a frown on his face.

You:????

Kie:Your snap map is on.What are you doing with Rafe?

You:Im not with Rafe

Kie:Seriously like are you ok

You:Im fine lol

Kie:But why are you with Rafe?

You sighed,turning to look at the kook king. “What should I tell her?”You asked, unsure what to do.If you told her that you in Rafe were dating then she would obviously tell John.B and that meant that you would be in deep shit and would never hear the end of it.He sighed,kissing your shoulder lightly.

“I dunno, baby.Tell her whatever you feel comfortable telling her.”That wasnt really helpful.You couldnt exactly lie to her.There was no other reason that you’d be at the Cameron’s mansion if it werent for Rafe.You hated Sarah because Kiara hated Sarah so you couldnt exactly use that excuse either.You were anxious the whole time you typed, praying that she wouldnt tell the others.

You:Can you keep a secret?

Kie:Yeah

You:What would you do if I told you I was dating Rafe?

Kie:You dumb idiot

Kie:Rafe??Really?Out of all people?

Kie:Hoe you could do better

Kie:So like youre cool with him hitting JJ and Pope?

Kie:Shit you need to tell JJ

You sighed,biting the inside of your cheek. “Why do you need to tell JJ?”Rafe asked,curious.You groaned,leaning against him. “He’s got a thing for me.”You explained, hoping you hadnt made him feel insecure.

You:He’s nice to me,ok?Plus he hasnt beat anyone in months and im happy and I just need you to not say anything

You waited for an answer, only seeing a ‘read’ receipt. “Shit.”You sighed, realizing that you had probably made the wrong decision by telling her about your relationship. “What?”He asked, not understanding exactly what had happened.

“Watch her tell everyone.”You tossed your phone down onto the blanket, laying on top of your boyfriend. “It wouldnt be so bad,would it?”He asked, knowing that you were probably embarrassed to be with him. “I just...you know how they feel about you.”you reminded him, hearing him sigh.

“I know.”He replied as he rubbed small circles along your stomach. “Im trying to change though.”He muttered, pressing a kiss to your neck.You nodded, understanding. “I know you are but they dont.”You grumbled,your leg resting at his hip as he continued leaving kisses down your neck.

You didnt leave until four in the morning, staying up with him the whole night.Ward and Rose had gone out on a date, leaving the two of you with his house to yourselves.You sat on the kitchen counter,your legs around his waist as you shared a pint of icecream.

“This is the expensive kind.”You noticed,coming across brownie chunks and bits of chocolate truffle.He smiled, nodding. “Yep, its just kook life I guess.”He replied, not really caring. “This shit is like...ten dollars a pint.”He only laughed, not understanding how you hadnt grown up with the same things he had.

He just couldnt wrap his head around the fact that not everyone was like him.You couldnt exactly blame him, he had been isolated most of his childhood and if he wasnt by himself he was surrounded by kooks.

“You can go to the grocery store with me next week if you want.We can get all the expensive icecream you want...maybe we can get some for John.B too, you know, to win him over.”He explained his idea.You shrugged, not sure how to feel.

“You dont even do your own grocery shopping, remember?”You asked, seeing him roll his eyes. “I’ll go grocery shopping for you, baby.We can get cookie dough and mix it into brownie batter.”He continued,scooping another spoonful of icecream.You bit the inside of your cheek, thinking about it.It sounded fun but most grocery stores wouldnt be open at the times you were with Rafe.

“I gotta go, i’ll see you tomorrow though.”You promised,kissing him quickly.He backed away to let you slide off the counter, putting your phone in your pocket. He tugged at your t shirt, bringing you close to him so he could place a kiss on your lips, enjoying the feeling that he knew he wouldnt feel for a day at least.

He knew that the second you left his happiness would leave with you, making his mood a bit dull as he hugged you.“Do you want icecream to go?”He offered.You were quick to shake your head, leaving quick so you could get home.He pouted, wishing you two could be together more often.

You tip toed into the house,turning on your bedroom light only to see The Pogues all sitting in there, staring at the door. “Rafe Cameron?”John.B asked, sitting up on your bed.You sighed, sitting down.

“Really,Kie?”You asked, looking over to the brunette. “JJ took my phone!”She exclaimed, making your eyes travel to JJ. “Are you serious?”You asked the blonde, noticing him pouting.

“I thought he should know.”He muttered.Pope just seemed mad. “How long has this been going on?”Your brother asked, glaring at you. “Im not doing this right now.”You shook your head, going to leave the room when he grabbed your wrist.

“(Y/N).What would dad think?”He asked.You scoffed, unable to believe that he went there. “Dad would want me to be happy, unlike you.He hasnt bothered you guys in months!Cant you see that he’s changed?”You asked,all of them avoiding eye contact.

“No!People like Rafe Cameron cant change, (Y/N)!Do you think he actually likes you?”John.B asked, regretting it the second it left his lips. “Oh, fuck you!”You exclaimed, leaving the room and slamming the door behind you.

“What the hell, John.B?”Kiara shouted, angry with her friend. “I didnt mean it like that!Lets give her a minute to cool off.”John.B grumbled, feeling JJ and Pope glaring at him.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”Pope asked, just as angry as JJ.John.B just sat, listening to their cursing and anger. “I didnt mean it!”John.B shouted eventually, tired of their yelling.JJ shook his head, going to find you.

You werent in the bathroom or living room, leading him to think that maybe you had left until he looked out the kitchen window.He saw you in the hammock, leaving the house with a slam of the screen door and going to lay down next to you.

“What do you want?”You asked, not looking at the blonde. “Does he really make you happy?”JJ asked,waiting patiently for your answer.You nodded, turning to look at him. “Very much, yeah.”You answered,seeing a grin on his face.

“So then why does it matter what we think?I mean, im definitely the better choice here but if he makes you happy then go for it.”He chuckled, looking over to the house. “John.B is mad.”You muttered, wrapping your arms around JJ’s torso as the sun began to come up.

“He’s always mad, doesnt matter.If he can hook up with girls all the time I dont see why you cant have a healthy, loving relationship.It seems dumb to me.”He shrugged.You laughed quietly, not understanding when JJ became a life coach.

“Yeah, I agree.I just dont want him to be mad at me, you know?Its not like if he’s mad at you, you can just leave the house but I cant.Im stuck with that bitch all the time.”You ranted, earning a small laugh from him.

“Yeah, true.I think you should just live your life how you want to live it.If you want to be with Rafe then be with Rafe.Personally im not a fan of him but that doesnt mean I can just control your relationships.I mean, youre right.He hasnt really bothered us in months and I havent seen him around The Cut looking for trouble so maybe he has changed.As long as its healthy and everything is consensual.Everything is consensual,right?”He asked, looking down at you.

You hadnt really seen this side of JJ before, usually only seeing his flirty and joking side. “Of course.”You replied, flicking his stomach. “Right, so thats good.If John.B’s mad then that sucks but there’s nothing you can do about it.”He sighed, staring up at the sky through the tree branches.

“Are you mad?”You asked, curious for his answer.He bit his lip, thinking about it. “No, not really.I just cant believe you like him of all people.”He chuckled, feeling you flick his head. “I didnt like him at first, it kinda just happened.”You replied.JJ nodded, not saying anything else.

You fell asleep in the hammock next to JJ,waking up at noon.There was a note on the kitchen table saying that they had all decided to go out on the boat for the day and that there was pepsi and yogurt in the fridge.You could tell by the handwriting that Pope had written it, everyone else had probably forgot about you.

At eight the next night things werent as tense as they had been before.John.B had even driven you to Rafe’s house, ranting about safe sex and telling you to give Rafe a slice of ‘humble pie’.You rolled your eyes,getting out of the van and telling him to fuck off before walking up to Rafe’s front door, knocking lightly.

He told you that you didnt have to climb through his window anymore.Since you had to tell the pogues about your relationship he had decided to tell his family about it as well which meant he didnt have to hide you anymore.

John.B watched from the van as Rafe embraced you in a hug, smile on his face as he kissed your forehead.He had never seen Rafe look like that, the only smile he’d ever seen on Rafe Cameron was the kind that belonged to an angry sociopath.

But now he kind of just looked like a squishy, smiling gremlin.You and Rafe stood in the doorway for a moment, talking about how things had gone with John.B.Rafe had noticed the van sitll in the driveway, sending a quick and awkward brave towards your brother.A grin came across John.B’s face as he backed out of the driveway.Maybe you dating the Kook King wasnt as terrible as he thought.

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