#i messed up with hands on the last one but well ughhhh lets ignore it :')

[suddenly-frankenstein]

good listener - purity - messy eater - false prophet

my little collection of bloody priests because i can't live a year without drawing one :)

[tarosin]

the great adventures of y/n tommy jack and tubbo

requested: yes/no

an: part 4 of the great adventures series

pairing: platonic y/n/tommy/jack/tubbo

warning: cursing

It was the afternoon before your new adventure with your friends. you had no idea what to expect, however everyone else knew even ranboo, and he wasn’t even joining you all. you would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous, especially after hearing some of tommys plans for future uploads. tubbo had been trying to drop hints about what was going to happen. You honestly couldn’t tell if he was excited or nervous, either way you could tell it was going to be a once in a lifetime opportunity and boy were you excited. the sound of knocking pulled you from your thoughts.

“hi y/n! sorry for the unexpected visit, i tried to call you but it wouldn’t go through.”

“oh god sorry, tubbo, my phones on charge upstairs, ive just finished babysitting my friends twitch chat.”

“that’s okay, tommy wanted me to see if you want to stay the night as i can take you with me now. he said something about it saving time tomorrow as jack won’t have to go as far and we can get there earlier, i honestly just think he’s slightly nervous and wants to spend time with someone.”

“i’ve not prepared a bag or anything as i was just planning on grabbing everything i needed in the morning, but i’m down to go with you. i’ll pack a bag real quick, make yourself feel at home. you can stay down here or come upstairs with me.”

tubbo followed you upstairs, and helped you pick which outfits would be the best to wear for the trip. around 10 minutes later you finished packing your bag and turned around to see a very pale tubbo, dropping your bag to the floor you pulled a chair up to your bed sitting opposite him.

“you feeling okay tubs?”

“just nerves, I'll be alright, are you ready to go?”

“ready if you are!”

the journey to tommys was relatively quick, you spent it talking about group plans for when ranboo comes to the uk.

tubbo: almost here!

tommy: yes! want to stream for a bit later, just something small could do laugh and the stream ends. i’ll go talk to my mum now!

•••

tubbo: please open the door

tommy: on it

the pair of you stood at the door waiting for tommy to unlock it

“TUBBO! Y/N I'M GLAD YOU COULD BOTH MAKE IT!”

not too long later, you and tubbo had put everything away and sat with tommy planning out a small stream.

“so i was talking with my parents and we can do an outside stream, and set fire to marshmallows!”

“as much as i love fire tommy i don’t think your parents will appreciate arson in the garden.”

“it’ll be fine now grab a jacket, we need to go walk to the shop.”

the three of you set off determined to get to the shop and back before it got dark, tommy and tubbo walked on either side of you as they want you to feel safe. thankfully the shop was only around the corner so you were all only out for about 20 minutes maximum, you probably could have made it back earlier but you stopped every time you saw a pretty rock.

“y/n come on we still need to stream!”

“did you tweet that you were streaming?”

“no he didn’t.”

“then come and look at this pretty rock!”

tommy and tubbo couldn’t help but laugh at how many rocks you managed to pick up.

•••

“guys i think i’d rather just spend time with you all rather than stream.”

“that’s fine, tommy!!”

the three of you sat around the fire updating one another about plans and opportunitie, coming. the conversation swiftly came to an end when tommy had set fire to a stick claiming it was to make the fire grow. you laughed as you heard his mum yelling at him to stop trying to set you and tubbo on fire.

“sorry about that everyone, but look the fire is big again.”

it got colder as the sun went down, so the three of you sat with a blanket draped over you all. his mum offered to take photos for you and you happily accepted, the pictures looked amazing and you posted it to instagram with the caption ‘i am cold and no one is telling me what’s happening tomorrow.’

it was around 11pm when the three of you agreed it was time to go back inside and sleep.

•••

you and tubbo stayed downstairs and tommy stayed in his room. the sound of tubbos alarm woke the pair of you up.

“turn that fucking thing off!”

“this is the fourth time it’s gone off and you’re still not up?”

“that’s because i’m tired.”

“please get ready jack will be here soon enough.”

realisation finally hit today was the day you were finally about to find out what this once in a lifetime opportunity was. tubbo advised you to wear sensible clothing and not wear the zodiac necklace you always wore, so you decided to wear the hoodie ranboo sent you a week ago and leggings.

“y/n you might wanna tie your hair up.”

“tubbo are you sure you’re feeling okay? you genuinely look ill."

“i’m fine.”

jack: right i’m outside so whenever you’re ready

lani: we’re making our own way later on as the hotel we stayed at is closer

y/n: will someone tell me what we’re doing

ranboo: no

y/n: you’re not even joining us how did you get in the gc

ranboo: magic

y/n: fuck off give me a clue

ranboo: i’ve said it since you dyed your hair neon f/c you’d be able to see from way up in the sky

y/n: what the actual hell is that supposed to mean

•••

soon enough you met up with everyone else and lani started recording.

“we’re skydiving, you ready tubbo?”

“WERE DOING WHAT? HOLY SHIT!”

you honestly couldn’t wait to do this. it was something you had wanted to do for a while, tubbo on the other hand clearly didn’t agree, which was evident through his whining.

you stood with tommy laughing as tubbo sat alone questioning why he agreed to this.

“look at him.”

“he’s is not happy.”

you sat next to jack and tubbo watching the video demonstrating what you will all be doing soon. you let out a nervous laugh, as although you were excited, you couldn’t help but be a bit nervous.

“you could fall into the engine and get chopped up.”

“tommy stop scaring tubbo!”

“what if the parachute doesn’t work?”

“free fall to your death.”

“y/n you’re not helping!”

you stood recording tubbo laying on the floor once again whining.

“tubbo there are so many people behind you!”

“i’m sure the parachute won’t fail tubbo, but if it does it was lovely knowing you!”

“uuuuuuugh!”

“i fully agree bo.”

soon enough you tommy and jack joined tubbo on the floor.

“look at the clouds.”

“we’re going to be in them soon.”

“hell yeah!”

“ughhhh!”

you tried not to laugh trying to calm tubbo down a bit before you all jumped out a plane, which worked until you left him alone with tommy whilst you spoke to jack for a while.

“to be fair that looks quite fun.”

“and dangerous!”

“STOP!”

“well sounds like tubbos thrilled to be here.”

the four of you sat on a bench talking about what’s going to happen, and laughing at tubbos nerves trying to make light of the situation.

“look it’ll be fun, tubbo, provided we don’t die there’s a chance we’ll be in more vlogs.. okay so ignore the black cloud of smoke!”

“that’s not a good omen.”

“shut up!”

you wrapped an arm around tubbo trying to make him feel comfortable and reassure him it’ll be fine, only to be interrupted by jack and tommy bickering about eating before jumping from the plane.

•••

the four of you went to the briefing, at this point you were struggling to contain your excitement, and couldn’t help but laugh out of pure joy.

“no, they are listening, they're just excited.”

after doing training for the jump, you stood with tommy whilst someone questioned him about how he got 9 million subs.

“I just went around being incredibly cool.. doing minecraft.”

you and jack burst out laughing whilst tommy went on to make jokes about how much money he was earning.

•••

it was now almost time to jump out a plane. it was around now nerves were kicking in, so you all went around messing about till you were told it’s time to make your way to get ready.

“let’s go gamers!”

•••

“are you a skydiver enjoyer?”

“i am.”

“well that’s always good... please, don’t let me die!”

“y/n are you scared?”

“no, my ranboo merch will protect me, but if i die can we blame tommy for coming up with this?”

“ranboos not going to believe that you’re wearing the jumper he sent you to jump out a plane.”

a few minutes later you over heard a worker say they’re nervous causing you to tilt your head and blink again, trying to process what was said.

“heh???”

it was now time for the four of you to put the equipment on, so you were ready to jump. jack started talking a lot more than usual at a quicker pace due to the fact he was getting nervous. tommy pointed it out and jack trying to argue he wasn’t made you laugh.

“y/n keeps making a lot of jokes about my parachute being shit.”

“sorry manifold should be fine...more than likely...hopefully. only time will tell really.”

“how you doing buddy?”

“i’m feeling okay. i feel my insides doing inside bits.”

“wonderful!”

you were now all waiting to go as a worker jokes about forgetting something.

“y/n you’re going with him!”

“okay, but why?”

“well you said your ranboo merch will protect you..”

someone went by going rather fast causing you to stare in awe.

“we don’t go that fast, do we?”

“no not unless something goes terribly wrong.”

you all stood there laughing.

“stoppppp!”

“y/n, i’m now thinking you should go with them instead!”

“are you trying to kill me off jack?”

•••

you all set off towards the plane, a mixture of excitement and nerves began kicking in.

“tubbos on a lead.”

“oh i’m really nervous jack.”

“look at y/n!”

lani began to record you, who was now way ahead of the others, so you stopped and waved at lani.

“BYE LANI! HOPEFULLY ILL SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE!”

the others caught up and everyone had their equipment checked again.

“oh dear.. should be fine.”

“i’m alright, don’t worry my ranboo merch will protect us!” you got on first and that when you realised they set you up, so you jumped last as you were more confident and tubbo was jumping first so he could get it out the way.

you all sat on the plane and waved at the camera.

“hi there!”

“hello!”

“hi!”

“please don’t let us die!”

“we’re really jumping out a plane with a dream stan.”

“this is the highest we’ve ever been.”

“gamers in a plane whatever will they do...hopefully not die!”

“Y/N!”

“sorry tubbo!”

you were currently at 2,000 feet and sat looking out the window waiting to reach 14,000 feet. jack turned to you and tommy, “i can’t believe you’re jumping out the plane in philza merch and y/ns jumping out in ranboo merch.”

“if i die at least ill look great doing it.”

12,000 feet later it was now tubbos turn to jump, he looked back at you all.

“YOU GOT THIS TUBBO!!”

you watched as tubbo went.

“GOOD LUCK TOMMY!”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN GOOD LUCK? Y/N?”

“BYEEEEE!”

you laughed as tommy went.

“see you later jack!”

you gave jack a high-five and watched as he went.

“holy shit they actually did it!”

“are you ready, y/n?”

“hell yeah, let’s do this!”

you laughed as you jumped, you couldn’t believe you actually got to jump out of a plane, you waved at camera.

lani met the others as they landed and began telling them about it.

“wait where’s y/n?”

“there they are!”

“Y/N!”

the others ran up to you as you landed.

“i’m glad you didn’t die!”

“thanks jack!”

•••

“would you all do it again?”

“yeah.”

“no.”

“maybe, i’m not sure.”

“i reckon so.”

not too long later, you were all given certificates to celebrate the fact you had jumped out a plane.

“yay it made nearly dying worth it!”

“you’re so dramatic!”

•••

you thought the day was over and that you were going home, little did you know that wasn’t the case.

“were not done for the day.”

“what?”

“heh?”

“you’re tilting your head again.”

“i know it’s because i’m confused!”

“anyway, what do you mean we’re not done?”

“you know george, he’s arrived!”

“gogy!”

“GOGY!”

“can i have a nap in the car please? i’m so exhausted."

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[moldisgoodforyou]

so you lied

warnings: angst :///// but with a resolution

wordcount: 2.5k

______

After two Princess Diaries movies and three bottles of wine into the night, Rafe, Julia and Allie were sufficiently tipsy - Rafe a little more so. He had insisted on ordering pasta to the girls’ house and Julia kept Sophie updated with several Snapchats, captioning the first with ‘your sugar daddy is my favorite person tonight.’ (Sophie just sent back ‘you’re the worst.’) 

“You guys are fun. I miss Sophie though.” Rafe lamented as the movie ended, taking another sip of wine. He hadn’t paced himself as well as the girls did and was amusingly drunk - Julia’s encouragement and constant refills didn’t help. 

“You’ve told us that three times now, buddy.” Allie grinned. 

“Yeah.” He mumbled. “She’s not gonna be happy with me.” 

Julia sat up, eyebrows raised. “Why? What’d you do?” 

“I did nothing.” Rafe paused. “Well. Maybe I did something by doing nothing.” 

Allie frowned and reached over, kicking at his foot. “Spill.” 

“I spilled?” He looked down at his glass and patted his shirt. Julia laughed, shaking her head. “No, Rafe. Tell us what you did. Or...didn’t do.” 

“Oh.” He took another long drink of wine. “Colin told me not to.” 

“I will take your wine away if you don’t tell us.” Julia threatened, reaching for his glass, and he held it back out of her reach. “No! No, I’ll tell. I’m working with Brooklyn.” 

“Like...your ex, Brooklyn?” Allie clarified. 

“Yeah. She’s at my internship and she sucks. I didn’t tell Sophie she’s there.” He groaned, letting his head flop back against the couch. “Soph’s gonna kill me.” 

Both the girls sat there, processing what he had just shared. 

“I messed up, didn’t I?” 

Julia nodded. “Big time.” 

“You have to tell her, Rafe. Soon as you can.” Allie told him, but grabbed his phone out of his hand when he pulled it out of his pocket. “Not now though. You’re drunk and she’ll think something’s wrong.” 

“Ughhhh.” He grumbled. “Colin said I shouldn’t tell her because I shouldn’t make her stress.” 

“Yeah, Colin’s single for a reason.” Julia quipped, rolling her eyes. “Look, I don’t even know this girl, but I know she’s trouble. She made Sophie cry after that gala you guys went to.” 

He frowned, sitting upright. “She cried?” 

“When she told us the next day, yeah. She was pretty upset.” Julia took his glass and refilled it, ignoring Allie’s elbow to her side. “What happened with her?” 

“Sophie?” 

“No, your ex.” 

“Jules.” Allie chastised, sending Rafe a sympathetic look, but he shook his head. “S’alright. Our dads kinda set us up, and she was easy to be with, at first. Then she got kinda, uh.” He paused, trying to think of the right word. “Controlling? I dunno. One time I told her I had to go meet with some girls for a group project, and she accused me of cheating and told me I was a horrible person, then didn’t talk to me for days until I apologized. Which is kind of messed up.” 

“Shit.” Julia mumbled. “You deserve better than that.” 

“I have better, with Sophie.” He pointed out, then sighed. “She’s really gonna hate me.” 

“She’s not going to hate you, Rafe.” Allie handed him a water bottle, tugging a little to take the wine glass away. 

“It’s easy to hate me.” He told them matter-of-factly, and they both frowned, unsure on how to deal with him in his drunken state. “It’s not, bud, we like you.” Julia countered, then stood and offered her hand. “I think it’s time to go home, don’t you?” 

“No, fuck, I can’t go to Colin’s. I’m sober. Wait. No, I’m not sober.” He accepted her hand and let her tug him up, throwing his arm over her shoulders for support. 

“Jesus. Okay. You can stay in what’s gonna be Sophie’s room, but if you throw up, I’m telling her. Five glasses of wine, Rafe, this is weak.” Julia rolled her eyes and he patted her head affectionately. “You guys are the bestest.” 

Allie followed behind them up the stairs, hands out to catch him if he tripped and fell. Once they got up, Rafe stood in the doorway, swaying a little. “We should call Sophie.” 

“It’s, like, 5am there buddy, she needs to sleep.” Julia insisted, steering him toward the bed that Sophie bought before leaving and had thrown a couple blankets on top. 

“Oh, you’re right. She needs her sleep.” He sighed, curling up on the bed and wrapping a spare blanket around himself. “I miss sleeping with her.” 

“Gross.” Allie muttered, nose wrinkled. 

Rafe shook his head, insistent. “No! No, not like that. But also like that. Both.” 

“Okay. We don’t need to hear it.” Julia laughed and tugged his shoes off for him. Allie set a water bottle on the nightstand. “No calling Sophie, okay?” 

“No calling Sophie.” He repeated, nodding. “Angel needs sleep.” 

Julia pretended to gag. “You two are so cute, it’s disgusting.” 

He yawned, pulling the blanket tighter. “I’ll set you up with James again if you want. Sophie said no but she’s not here to decide so we’re allowed to do whatever we want to do.” 

She laughed, subtly taking a photo of him to send to Sophie. “That’s okay. Sleep tight, Cameron.” 

He merely nodded, closing his eyes. The girls left the room, quietly shutting the door behind them. “We have to tell her, don’t we?” Allie asked, frowning. 

Julia shook her head. “No. He’ll tell her, we’ll just remind him in the morning.” She paused, thinking. “He’s good for her.” 

Allie nodded in agreement. “He is.” 

_____

The next morning, a very hungover Rafe was sent on his way out the house with a bacon, egg and cheese bagel and a lecture from both the girls. His head was spinning and he felt nauseous, though he wasn’t sure if that was from the wine or anticipation of having to tell his girlfriend he lied. 

“Omitted the truth,” he had tried arguing with Julia, who promptly socked his arm. “No. You lied. Nice try.”

Once he was home in Colin’s parents house, tucked away in his room, he had to give in. Sophie picked up the phone on the third ring like always, a little sweaty and breathless. “Hey, Rafe, can I call you back?” 

“I - uh, can you talk now?” He asked, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously. She frowned, picking up on his stress and flushed cheeks. “Um, yeah, just let me find a spot to sit. Are you okay?” 

He nodded, not wanting to tell her much more. “Are you running?” 

“No, working out in the park.” She flipped the screen to show a gorgeous grassy green park view looking out over the ocean, with clear blue skies. “I was almost done, anyways, you’re saving me from crunches,” she flipped the screen back, grinning. “What’s up?” 

Out with it, Rafe. He told himself in his head, feeling sicker by the second. “So, uh, you know my internship?” He cursed himself internally the second he spoke. Of course she knew about his internship. 

“Yes…?” 

“Right, yeah. So we have this group of interns, and we’re required to do this weekly events, you know. So, yeah, that’s pretty cool, I guess.” 

Sophie frowned. “Rafe, what is up with you? You look like you’re about to throw up, did you really drink that much last night with the girls?” 

He scowled, trying not to think about the alcohol. “No, just. Thought I just probably share that Brooklyn is one of the interns too. My ex,” he added for unnecessary clarification. 

“Oh.” 

That was it? He thought, pleasantly surprised. “Yeah. That’s all, you can finish your workout. Sorry to bug you.” 

“She’s been working with you? Is this new?” Her tone was scarily even, her face showing zero emotion. 

Oh. So maybe he wouldn’t be getting out of it that easy. Rafe swallowed, knowing he was in trouble. “Um, no. She’s been there since week one like me.” 

“So you lied.” 

“No!” He scrambled to come up with an explanation. “I thought - Colin thought - we figured it might be better to not have you worry -”

Her voice turned incredulous, on the verge of breaking. “You thought it would be better to lie and not tell me, rather than openly communicating? Isn’t that exactly what she did to you?” 

Suddenly it all made sense why she’d heard about three things total about the internship he’d been working for nearly a month. 

He felt his stomach drop and a wave of regret wash over him. “I fucked up, Sophie, I’m sorry. I should have told you.” 

She shook her head quickly, not wanting him to see her cry. “I have bad signal. I have to go.” It was a shitty excuse - the picture was crystal clear - but she hung up right away anyways. Never mind him wanting to say a million more words to apologize, him trying to find the words to explain. He tried calling her back immediately, but she rejected the call - twice - and he figured he should just give her space. 

_______

She called him back at around midnight her time, when he had just gotten home from the store. “Hey, Soph.” He answered with a gentle tone, a little wary. 

“Hey.” She murmured back, equally quiet. “Can we talk?” 

“Should I be worried?” He joked. 

“Rafe.” 

“Sorry.” He immediately apologized. “Not funny. Give me a second to get my things inside and I’ll facetime you?” 

“Yes, please.” 

“Okay. Just a couple minutes, angel, I won’t make you wait long.” He hung up and practically scrambled to get in the house, offering a quick greeting to Colin and his family before locking himself in his room and shoving a towel under the door to soundproof as much as he could, then called her back. “Hi, told you I wouldn’t make you wait.” 

“True to your word.” She mumbled. Her eyes were a little red and puffy, and he could immediately tell she was anxious from the way she chewed on her lip. “Can you just be honest with me, please?” 

“Yeah, anything. What do you want to know?” He frowned, hating seeing her so upset and knowing he was the reason for it. 

“I know you would never do anything, I’m not questioning that. But why did you lie? That hurts, Rafe.” She took a deep breath, willing herself not to cry again. 

He sighed, rubbing his temple. “I thought I would be able to avoid her, and I didn’t want to stress you out when you couldn’t do anything from so far away. I’m sorry. I was wrong.” 

“Yeah.” She agreed. “Are you working closely with her? More than you thought?” 

He grimaced. “Yeah. Not just her, it’s all the interns, but we have a dinner or we go to the bar almost every week. And she kinda, um, goes out of her way to hang around.” 

“Oh.” She murmured. “Has she tried anything?” 

“Meaning…?” 

“I don’t know.” She paused. “I don’t know if I want to know that much, actually. You’re right, I can’t really do anything. She knows we’re still dating though, right?” 

He nodded quickly. “I have a picture of us pinned up on my desk, it’s hard to miss. And I’ve made it clear.” 

“Hm.” She scowled, clearly wrestling with how to deal with the situation. “You promise you’ll tell me if she, like, asks you out or something though, right? 

“Yeah, of course. We’re always at work or work events anyways, so. She’s fairly, uh, limited. I think.” He shrugged. “I won’t let anything happen, okay?” 

“I know,” she nodded. “I just don’t like her being around when I’m not. She hardly held back when I was there at the gala, I don’t even want to know what she’d be like without me there. Are you doing alright, though?” 

“Uh, yeah. It’s fine.” He hedged, not wanting to worry her further. 

“You’ve hardly told me anything about her.” She pointed out. “What happened?” 

Rafe winced, rubbing the back of his neck. “Do we have to talk about it?” 

“No, I’m not going to make you, but. I would like to know.” She raised her eyebrows. “I can tell you about my exes if you want?” 

“Soph -” he started, but she rambled on. 

“Or the guy I lost my virginity to? I think he came in like, half a minute, it was sophomore year -”

“Sophie! No, stop, I don’t want to hear it.” He gave her an exasperated smile and she brightened a little, glad she was able to somewhat turn the mood. “Another time, okay? I don’t really want to talk about her anymore. I miss you.” 

She softened, nodding. “I miss you too. I wish you were here already, I feel like everything reminds me of you.” 

“Yeah? Like what?” He settled back against the bed, content. 

“The mangoes at the market, because you always get that mango smoothie in the library when you’re studying with me. And when this guy Mateo, at work, he has the best handwriting and he writes in that same cursive-print hybrid that you do. Oh! And I got you a shirt yesterday but I can’t show you, it’s a surprise.” She reached across her bed to her nightstand, pushing a brown bag out of view. 

He laughed, shaking his head. “Tell me about this Mateo kid. He’s the one that called you Sofia, right?” 

She raised her eyebrows, grinning at his complete lack of effort on an accent. “Sofía.” She corrected. 

“So-fee-a.” He repeated slower. “How do I say, this is my girlfriend?” 

“Um…este es mi novia. Wait, no. Esta? I’m not sure.” She hid a yawn behind her hand. 

“Tell me more?” 

“In Spanish, yeah. I like listening.” He smiled at her yawn. 

“Alright, let’s see. Um…” She trailed off, going into a slightly stilted description of what she did that day, then gave him a proud smile once she finished. “Not bad, right?” 

“Not bad at all! I mean, I have no idea what you said,” he grinned, “But you sound great. Practically a local.” 

“Shut up.” She yawned again and rolled over, pulling her pillow to her chest. “Tell me about your day. Even the boring stuff.” 

“Alright.” Rafe started telling her, keeping his voice low and soothing, and it wasn’t long before he could tell she was half-asleep. “Sophie, baby?” 

“Mm?” She mumbled, squinting one eye open. 

“Go to sleep. I love you.” 

“Love you too.” She murmured, nodding. “You’re my favorite, no matter what.” 

“No matter what.” He echoed, nearly whispering by now. “Miss you.” 

She was already asleep, her ring resting on its chain around her neck and on top of her pillow. He had half a mind to say something and tell her to take it off, but just watched her for a few more moments before hanging up. 

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Hello I was wondering if you could write s/o ignores them for a day prank but with kuroo and bokuto please?

kuroo and bokuto when their fem s/o ignores them as a prank

kuroo:

your friend recently told you about how she pranked her boyfriend by ignoring him for a day. she mentioned that he got super needy and begged for her attention. this made you think, when was the last time kuroo “begged” for you attention? you’ve also been feeling really clingy lately, especially since you always asked kuroo to hang out after practice and on his days off. you decided to give this little “prank” a try. tomorrow, you will ignore your boyfriend for a whole day.

kuroo always made sure to see you in the mornings before school started. usually, he wanted to tell you about whatever crazy dream he had last night. however, instead of waiting for him by your locker, you headed straight to class. you heard your phone buzz. “where are you?” when you read the text you smiled to yourself. a couple minutes before school started you received another text from kuroo. “well, if you stayed home today cause you’re sick or something, i hope you feel better. i’ll try to see you later.” reading that made your heart clench… he was such a caring boyfriend.

you didn’t have any classes with kuroo, so you didn’t really worry about running into him… until lunch time. kuroo always met with the rest of the volleyball team for lunch. sometimes, he would just eat really quick and practice spiking as soon as possible. you didn’t mind, though. you knew how much time he dedicated to the sport he loved. but kuroo always made sure to see you within the last ten minutes of the period. you weren’t sure if you should leave the classroom… or just ignore him right in front of his face. the latter seemed to appeal to you much more; it’d probably be more fun.

you watched kuroo enter your classroom and look for you. when your eyes met with his, he raised his eyebrows and smiled as he walked towards you. “hey babe! i missed you this morning. i don’t know if you saw my text but i thought you were sick.” you simply continued finishing your lunch. he gave you an odd look. “uhh are you going to say anything?” you shook your head and stood up to throw your trash away. kuroo followed behind you and gently grabbed your wrist. “hey, is everything okay? are you mad at me??” he looked genuinely concerned. you looked at his face but didn’t say anything and walked back to your seat. “y/n, what the hell?” your friend laughed. “isn’t it clear that she’s ignoring you, kuroo?” kuroo looked at her, clearly displeased. “well obviously, but why?” your friend shrugged her shoulders. “i bet i didn’t even do anything. you’re just playing a silly joke on me, aren’t you? well if you’re not gonna talk to me, i’m just gonna leave,” kuroo said playfully. he waited for a bit to see if you would respond and when you didn’t, he gave you a quick peck on the cheek and left the classroom. “dickhead,” you muttered. “HA, you’re just mad he isn’t being affected by this!”, your friend cackled. “oh shut uppp.”

you saw kuroo two more times throughout the school day and each time he gave you an exaggerated wave and a toothy grin. he was really trying to get on your nerves. you knew he figured you out and it bothered you that he wouldn’t at least play along. you continued on with your day like regular. you had a club meeting after school today so you stayed at school a couple hours extra. on your way home, you heard someone running behind you.

“hey babe! done ignoring me yet?” kuroo had clearly just finished practice and ran down the block to catch up with you on your way home. honestly, you were so bummed out that kuroo didn’t get upset that you genuinely forgot to respond to him. “seriously… still?” he asked, betrayal evidently heard in his voice. he pouted. “oh what? sorry, i forgot to answer. yes, i’m done i guess.” kuroo swung his arm around you. “awesome, now tell me about your day.”

you and kuroo neared the street where you would have to part ways so you could get home. “y’know, y/n… i know i was messing around with you today, but part of me actually worried if you were mad at me for something…” you turned your head to look at him. “really? tetsu, if i actually had a problem with you, you know i’d tell you, right?” he seemed embarrassed. “i know, i know, but i couldn’t help but worry a little…” hm, maybe your prank did work, in a way. kuroo placed his hands on your waist and gave you a goodbye kiss. before letting you go, he muttered an “i love you” against your lips, followed by another quick kiss.

bokuto:

you’ve been wanting to ignore bokuto as a prank for a while now. it’s just that, you had to plan it out carefully. you couldn’t do it when he was practicing for a really important game and you definitely could not do it on an actual game day. fukurodani recently started having regular practices again. you decided that now it was the perfect time. hopefully, bokuto doesn’t get too upset by it.

you know bokuto doesn’t really check his phone in the mornings, so you didn’t worry about him talking to you until you arrived at school. you walked into the building and headed towards bokuto’s classroom. you just wanted to see if he was there or not. and there he was, your boyfriend, face down on the desk. he was obviously tired. you laughed to yourself. there was no point in waking him up since you weren’t going to talk to him anyways, so you went to your own class.

you and bokuto would always try to eat lunch together but fortunately for you, you had to meet with one of your guidance counselors for that period. bokuto headed towards your classroom and when he didn’t see you there, he got worried. he hadn't seen you all day, which almost never happened. “hey, do you know where y/n is?”, he asked one of your classmates. “i think she’s in college counseling right now.” bokuto smiled and muttered a “thanks.” he thought to himself, “well, those don’t usually take up the whole period. i’ll just wait for her to come back.”

you finished your counseling session and headed back to your classroom. when you walked in, you saw bokuto standing by your desk. he wasn’t even talking to anyone, it’s like he was patiently waiting for you. well, he eventually noticed you because soon enough, you heard a loud voice. “hey! y/n!” he ran up to you and hugged you. “i haven’t seen you all day.” you had to use everything in your body not smile and hug him back. you just let him squeeze you and headed back to your seat without a word. oh no, bokuto is absolutely crushed by this. you always hugged him back. he trailed behind you. “babe, is everything okay?” you didn’t even look at him. he kneeled down to look at you in the eyes. “are you mad at me? did i do something wrong? i’m sorry if i did…” you turned your head. bokuto grabbed your hand and you looked at him again. his eyes were glassy and he looked so hurt. you felt your heart sink to your stomach. you were about to say it was all a joke, but the bell rang. bokuto got up and walked out of the classroom with his shoulders down.

you knew that if you texted bokuto that ignoring him was only a prank, he wouldn’t believe it. you were going to have to tell him tomorrow, though. you had to work at your job after school today so you couldn’t see bokuto before or after his practice. you were nearing your workplace when you got a call from akaashi. “y/n, what did you do??? bokuto doesn’t want to practice today. tell me what i can do about this.” akaashi stopped talking and all you could hear on the other line was someone weeping. “ughhhh, i think y/n is mad at me…*groan* she won’t talk to me and i don’t know why,” bokuto cried out. you knew bokuto would be upset but you didn’t expect him to go full emo mode. “akaashi, tell him it was a joke.. i was just messing around.” you heard akaashi sigh. “bokuto-san, y/n was just playing a prank on you, there’s nothing wrong. here, listen for yourself.” you were now on the phone with your groaning boyfriend. “koutaro, i’m just joking. it’s a prank, babe,” you explained. “you don’t have to lie, y/n. i’m sorry for making you upset. please don’t break up with me…” hearing this broke your heart. “akaashi, i’m so sorry, but i have to start work in a couple of minutes. i promise i’ll fix this!”

when you were done working, you shot akaashi a text. “how was he today?” a couple minutes later, you got a response. “well, we eventually got him to practice… but he barely tried. can you please try to see him tonight? we both know how much worse it’ll be if this leads into tomorrow.” he was right. “yea, i’ll stop by his place tonight.”

on your way home from work, you took a detour to bokuto’s house. you rang the doorbell and waited patiently. bokuto opened the door in sweatpants and a hoodie. “y/n? why are you here?” he didn’t even look at you. you hooked your arms around his neck like instinct. “i’m so sorry, my love! i was ignoring you as a prank. i promise i’m not mad at you! please forgive me, i’ll never do it again!” you started giving him kisses all over his face and he straightened up his back and placed his hands on your hips.

“really?” he looked at you with puppy dog eyes. “yes, really! i love you so so so so soooooo much, koutaro. you’re the most amazing boyfriend ever,” you said as you nuzzled your head into chest. his you felt his arms go around your body as he pulled you into his embrace. “oh thank god! i was so worried.” he moved your face away from him and cupped your cheeks, leaning in to kiss your lips. “i love you, y/n… but please don’t scare me like that again. especially for no reason!”

[anythingandeverything1d]

I Won’t Give Up

*Second part to Thank You, Next*

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“I love you too.” 

Waiting for Harry to respond felt like an eternity, but was probably more like 30 seconds. His lips pressed to yours, sending shivers down your spine. Oh how I’ve missed this...What started out as a gentle kiss quickly turned to one of possession. Harry kissed you like he was making a point, the kind of kiss that leaves you breathless and wanting more. His lips moved from your lips to your neck and down to your shoulder and then back up to your ear. God help me you thought as you let out a soft groan. He gently bit down on the soft skin before moving his way back to your lips with a wicked smile. He went to pull your shirt up when Clifford started barking at the door. He looked up slightly alarmed. You whined in response, “Har-” but he set you down gently on your feet, lightly touching and smirking at the dark red spot in the upper corner of your neck and walking to the door. You groaned in response, crossing your arms and sitting back on the couch waiting for his return. “Fine I’ll just be here waiting...” you mumbled picking up your phone and texting Lexi that you were indeed alive and breathing. Harry was taking forever so you wandered over to the door where you found Harry in a deep conversation with Louis. “Lou!” He turned with a smirk looking at you.

“Ah finally manned up did ya now Harry.” He opened his arms and you wandered into his hug. “Ive missed you love. Are you sure you want to be stuck with this one here.”

You laughed and lightly punched his arm. “I think I’m sure.”

“You think?” Harry mocked. “I think your lips were pretty confident.”

“Harry!” you groaned, your cheeks turning a bright pink color as Louis clapped Harry on the back. Changing the subject you looked at Louis. “What are you doing here?”

“Just picking up Clifford before heading back to El’s and talking about how Harry should help me egg Liam’s place for opening his fucking mouth about us working on an anniversary project. I mean don't get me wrong the response was great but we want it to be a surprise, ya know? And if things don't happen the way we want I don't want people getting their hopes up. I would've bet Harry was the one to spill the news but it seems he's been a little preoccupied thanks to you.” You smiled and shook your head at Louis. 

“Alright well thanks for stopping by Louis but we have to get back to our very important conversation.” Harry who had been starring at you the whole time answered.

“Conversation..right. Do all your conversations leave love marks Harry?” Your face flushed red again and Harry laughed his face turning red while he opened the front door.

“It was great seeing you Louis.” 

“You too love. Keep our boy in check will ya?” Louis called out walking through the door to where Clifford was waiting. You nodded laughing.

“I’ll do my best.” Harry closed the door and pushed you lightly against it. “Oh so now you want to continue huh.” you lightly teased, tracing his jaw with your fingers.

“I never wanted to stop but I forgot he was coming..can’t blame me though I mean I was very distracted.” He kissed you, his hands against the door and at the sides of your head. You kissed him back softly, tugging on his bottom lip. You loved the effect you had on Harry. His weight was shifting from one foot to the other and the bulge in his pants was growing, he groaned into the kiss and smiled taking a step back for a minute. “You’re a dangerous one.” he laughed while catching his breath. You smiled and hugged him tightly, grateful to have your curly haired angel back. Your phone started ringing and Harry rolled his eyes, causing you to gently smack his arm and go answer it.

“Hey Lex, what’s up? Oh hey Ash...yeah I’m still with Harry, no I’m okay..” Harry came over with an annoyed look on his face. “Uhh I guess you can come get me. Yeah I’m at his house right now. Okay see you soon.” Harry’s eyes had clouded with anger and his mouth was dropped open.

“You’re leaving?”

“Well yeah I need to go home tonight, l...” “Seriously? After everything you're just going to leave.” You sighed and walked over to him, pulling him into your arms and hugging him tightly. 

“Harry. Nothing about me leaving changes what I said...I do love you. I just think that maybe we should, I don’t know...slow down a little. I don’t think I can just jump back to where we were a few months ago..”

Harry didn’t say anything he just sighed and put his head on yours. “You don’t trust me.” Here we go...

“No-no Harry its not that...it’s just that I want to be sure I’m fully ready for all of this again. I want us to work back up to where we were...”

“Whatever..” he said stepping out of the hug and walking to the couch, where he sat sulking. “Just go with that asshole. I don't even care.”

You were getting annoyed now. He was acting like a child and he wasn’t even trying to understand.. “Ashton is not an asshole Harry.”

“I could’ve driven you home. You could've spent the night. You-”

You stopped him there. “He was already driving past here Harry. If I thought it would be that big of a deal I would’ve asked you.” You crossed your arms and looked at him as Ash honked from the driveway. Harry was looking at the tv, pointedly ignoring you. “So this is it? No goodbye?” He didn’t even look up. You rolled your eyes and walked to the door. “Bye Harry.” 

You made it to the door where Ash was waiting holding open the door. “How ya holding up cutie?”

You rolled your eyes and mumbled fine about to get in when Harry yelled your name from the porch. He sprinted over, grabbed your waist and kissed you hard on the lips making your knees go weak. He ended it with a slow soft kiss on your forehead and a pointed glare at Ash. “Make sure my girl gets home safe.” You rolled your eyes again. Why do men have to be so aggressive. Harry caught your eye roll and sighed whispering in your ear, “We can take things slow. I love you and will talk to you in the morning.” Thats better, you smiled and kissed his cheek before climbing in the back seat. Ash and Lexi looked concerned and irritated but you didn’t care. They didn’t understand...

A few minutes into the drive, Lexi turned around and grabbed your phone from your hands. “Are you going to clue us in or?” You lifted your shoulders. She continued on, “(y/n)...you can’t possibly let him back into your life. I mean he- he’s an absolute ass.” You just stared at her.

“You don't understand-”

“No I don’t. I don't understand why anyone would go back to someone who nearly destroyed them. I mean you were a mess. You barely made it back to functioning like a normal human. He’s nothing special either. He flaunted women around. He’s borderline abusive-”

“Stop. Seriously Lexi, that's enough. I think I can make my own decisions. I don't need anyone else’s opinion either.” Luckily they had pulled into your driveway so you hopped out, not saying goodbye and ran into the house, tears running down your cheek. 

You and Lexi rarely got into fights so when you did, it hurt. You threw your phone on the couch and jumped in the shower, hoping to calm down and think about everything. Of course it didn’t work that well. You fell into bed mentally exhausted from the whole evening and decided you just wanted to go to sleep and forget about it. You tossed and turned trying to drift off but nothing was working. You were frustrated at your argument with Lexi and confused by Harry’s reactions to everything. You didn’t know who to trust or listen too. Your heart wanted Harry but your brain wanted to listen to Lexi. “Ughhhh” you groaned pulling a pillow over your face and screaming. Eventually you drifted off into a restless sleep, rolling around and fighting off dreams. 

“Harry!” you screamed following him through the door. “You can’t just do that- you can’t just leave things this way.” Harry turned and stopped you.

“I hate you. Can’t you see that...I don't want you. I never did. You were just a, a game. Now the game is over and its time for you to move on.” You were sobbing trying to grab a hold of him, trying to make sure he wouldn’t let you go. “I don’t love you (y/n)..I never will.” Your heart stops and you drop to the floor but when you look up Harry has been replaced by Lexi. “You’re a fucking idiot (y/n) and you-”

Your eyes open and you sit up catching your breath between the sobs. You instantly reach over, grab your phone and pull up your contacts. The last few months you dialed Lexi’s number when the dreams happened. She would come over and rock you back to sleep, comforting you that Harry was just an asshole. But now...the two of you were fighting so you picked the other number on speed dial. Please answer...please answer....

“(y/n)?” his tired voice deeply whispered.

“Harry...” you cried into the phone hiccuping between words. “I-I”

“Shh its okay...youre okay...” he calmed, clearing more awake than before. “Im coming over just hang in there okay?” he hung up and you held onto the pillow trying to calm yourself. It seemed like hours before Harry reached you. You had run downstairs, opened the door and flung yourself into his arms. He carefully picked you up, carried you back to bed and snuggled under the covers. You rested your head on his chest as he softly hummed a song and rubbed his hand firmly across your back. After a few minutes of listening to him humming you calmed down and took in the scene you failed to appreciate in the beginning. Your head was laying against Harry’s shirtless torso. You trailed your fingers along his butterfly tattoo, listened to his heartbeat, and breathed in his smell, which by the way was the most amazing smell you could possibly think of smelling. Harry noticed you had calmed down so he shifted so that he could look you in the eye. “Wanna talk about it babe?”

You sniffed and turned so you were laying on him, your arms around his neck and fingers playing with his hair. “I-I had a dream that you said you hated me and didn’t want me and-and”

“Shhh...(y/n)...I love you. I want you more than I can breathe. I’m sorry for hurting you in the past but it won’t happen again..I’m not letting go of you ever again babe. I swear.” 

“And-and Lexi. She hated me too. She-she”

“Babe. Lexi loves you too. You guys could never hate each other.”

“We were fighting though-” “She will get over it...I promise.” You nodded and held on tighter to him. 

“Please don't go...”

“Im not going anywhere...but you need sleep okay?” He burrowed down under the comforter more and pulled you with him, he ran his fingers through your hair until you fell into one of the deepest sleeps you had in months.

You woke up with Harry’s weight half on you and the sun streaming in from the curtains. You observed him carefully. His hair had fallen into his eyes and his mouth was slightly open. He looked like a literal angel. An angel who was crushing you... You tried moving out from under him but he grabbed you and pulled you closer, your face pressed into his chest. You sighed and ran your fingers along his arms. “Harry....” you whispered. “Harry you're squishing me and I need to pee....”

“Shhh” he mumbled with a smile. “I’m sleeping.”

You laughed and sat up. “You dork.” His eyes slowly opened and starred at you. 

“What are you going to do about it?” he mumbled, slowly taunting you, his dimples showing and voice deep.

You grinned and pressed a gentle kiss against his lips before crawling out of bed and heading into the bathroom. “(y/n) I’m so sorry!” Lexi’s voice yelled from the stairs. “I-” Her voice cut off as she stared at Harry in your bed and you in nothing but a t-shirt by the bathroom. 

“Morning Lexi” Harry mumbled getting out of bed. “I’ll give you two a minute...” he said walking over and kissing your forehead before heading downstairs.

“You’re not leaving are you?” you asked concerned.  “No of course not. I’m not going anywhere. Well I’ll be downstairs making breakfast but that it.” you nodded at him with a smile and he left, leaving you and Lexi alone.

You ran over to her and hugged her tightly. “Im so sorry Lex. I never meant to snap at you....I was just confused and tired and not in the mood to deal with it all. I can't loose you....youre my best friend. I love you so much.”

“I love you too. And I’m the sorry one...I never meant to judge you and Harry’s relationship. And I never let you explain what happened. I just didn’t want you to get hurt. I overreacted. I just wanted you to be happy and if that idiot boy makes you happy then I will learn to accept that.�� You held tightly onto her and nodded.  “He makes me so happy. And I know you don't trust him...but I do. I don't know how I know but I do. Im in love with him Lexi and I don't think that will ever change.”

“I know.” She let go and smiled. “Can we never fight again? I hated it..” “Never again.” You agreed, pinky promising her as you always have. You both ran downstairs to the smell of food and found Harry with an apron tied around his waist and pancakes on the stove. You ran over and kissed his cheek while holding onto his waist. “Wow Haz, that apron has never looked better,” you giggled.

He stepped back and posed. “I know. I look fabulous.” He laughed. “I assume you two worked it out?” 

“Yep, just like you said.” You kissed him quickly on the lips and turned around to Lexi smiling. 

“I may not like you Styles. But you make (y/n) happy so I guess I can try to like you a little more.”

Harry smiled and nodded, “I promise I won't hurt her again, and if I do...you can personally come after me.”

“Trust me. I will kill you and cut off your dick if you break her heart again.” Harry’s mouth dropped and you laughed. At that moment Ashton walked in with a big smile.

“Did I hear we are cutting off Harry’s dick?”

“Only if he hurts (y/n) again.” Ashton laughed and put an arm around Lexi.

“So I assume all is normal in the world again. We are all friends?”

Harry walked forward with his hand out. “Im sorry for reacting the way I did last night Ashton. It won't happen again.”

“I don't blame you Harry. I respect you going all out for the girl you love. Just don’t let it happen again.” You hugged Ash in response with a smile. Everything had worked out. “You know what this means though?”

“What?” you asked looking unsure.

“Gotta make the official back together post.”

“Ugh do I though...” “Oh yeah. And I have to be in it this time babe.” Harry said walking over, his arms around your shoulder. 

“But what will it say this time? We already quoted a song.” 

“Give me the phone cutie” Ash said mischievously taking the phone from your hand and typing up the caption. Lexi nodded in approval and smiled.

You looked and smiled too, showing Harry who nodded in approval and kissed your cheek with a smile. “I won't give up on us, even when the skies get rough.”

You breathed out.  “Now just to recreate the photo.” Ash, Lexi, you and Harry all cuddled in your bed for the first picture. Your head on Harry’s chest, Ash and Lexi cuddled close and all of you laughing at each other. It was perfect. Lexi also took one of you and Harry kissing with the blankets falling around your shoulders. You hit send with the caption and tossed the phone to the side jumping onto Harry’s back and looking at Lexi and Ashton with a grin. How much better could life get?

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Hope you all enjoy Part 2! Let me know if you have imagine requests and thanks for all the love on part 1! xoxo

[suga-kookiemonster]

Ok Ashley, first of all when I saw the gif you used, I know you were about to FUCK ME UPPPP. Alright bubs, buckle up this is gon be a RIDE cus phew I am the biggest hoe for ego. I’ve literally re-read the whole series MULTIPLE TIMES and it’s never NOT funny, like I still cackle at the same jokes every damn time. Anyways, yes let’s get it. I love how you’ve used common tropes like fuckboy!jk, fratboy!jk, college au, F2L, and onebed, but have completely made it your own. Like I feel like even if

you posted your work under some other pen name, I’d still recognize your style and work. You have a very specific voice? Very “YOU” BRAND of writing and that’s probably one of the HARDEST things to achieve as a writer. Mc is a delight and the way she be low key losing her cool over sleepin in the same bed as kook has me cryin cus girl I FEEL YA. “just a t-shirt advertising your university’s Segway club that you had swiped off a table for free during freshman orientation” HAHAHA mc and I are the

same fuckin people is2g cus free is for me. ALSO DUDE, “Jungkook softly, but audibly inhaled, like he was gearing up to say something of importance” BUT WHAT WAS HE GOING TO SAY?! I need to know, it’s for science. Also, high key endeared that he calls he “noona” cus I’m a pervy old lady and a lady could dream ok. Yes, now we get to the good stuffs, cus motherfucker would I love to wake up to kook’s morning wood wow he really be like a man buffet- he’s both cute and dashingly sexy. “attempting to

smooth your expression into one of ignorant unconsciousness as adrenaline pounded through you. Your eyes were closed, but that didn’t stop you from feeling his close proximity as he gingerly leaned over you to scope out your face” OMFG THE WAY MY BLOOD PRESSURE SKYROCKETED. Ngl been there and it’s SO uncomfortable like can he NOT feel my heart falling right outta my ass??? Kudos to mc for keeping composure (cus I wasn’t able to oops) kinda interested in what the situation woulda looked like had

he known she was awake tho?? “really? … fucking really gonna do this now?” HAHAH OMG “the way he was using the clothes he had apparently grabbed from his bag to hide his crotch from your view” the consistency in your writing is SO IMPRESSIVE like… when I read ego I see it as a move in my head bc of all these small, but important, details. They both migrated towards each other uwu that is SO CUTE, esp with kook as the big spoon wrapped all around her ughhh my heart. And the way she grabbed a

plate of food for baby boy has me SO ENDEARED, it’s so sweet the way she’s thinking of him and his favorite food. Ok, BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT NAMJOON AND LISA, cus Namjesus they totally boned that night didn’t they?! The whole breakfast scene had me ROLLING “jungkookie lost his hands in a tragic paragliding accident” and “…like he was sitting there smiling at you, eyes sparkling like he was a big titty anime girl?” honestly, I gotta hand it to you, there has been no fic that makes me laugh the way

ego does. The dialogue, the pop culture references (re: pimp my ride, fear factor, “Squidward”, etc), the humor KILLS ME. You seem like the funny af friend in the group. Like “baby wine doesn’t exist because that illegal. and, frankly, immoral.” “But I would just like to state for the record that I’m the one who passed through her vagina.” “Tore it too, from what I hear” HAHA OMFG THEIR BANTER IS A+ bff shitting on each other and I’m living for it!!! The whole laser tag scene was pure gold.

The way lisa started opening up, jk’s cocky ass, mc/joon’s mess of team work, the way jungkook calls mc “babe” instead of “noona” (what’s with that anyways? He wanna be seen as manlier or something??), the return of the god of destruction, “Yeah, well you also have no upper lip” HAHAHAHA ok but I actually love jk’s sparce upper lip and buck teeth, it’s just so SWEET &ENDEARING. “You watched his tongue roll in his cheek as he considered you. It was sexy” HELL MFING YES IT’S SO SEXY!! I love this

characterization of jk- he’s very layered. He’s sweet, charming, sexy, dumb af, and annoying all at the same time which makes him feel vvv real to me. And now the smut. The fact that they’re in the same position as the other morning, but unlike last time, she’s ready to do something about it. The mouth on that boy omg reminds me of “do you kiss your mom with that mouth?” from an earlier chapter phew. I love that he’s focused on prepping her with all the grinding and fingering. While v sexy, also

shows he cares about her pleasure in that he wants her to enjoy penetration. The bit when he’s just dazed when she’s urging him to get a condom has me chuckling- is he THAT shook that it’s actually happening?? “He slid the rubber on with shaky hands.” Makes me think that he’s both nervous and excited and it’s more than just one time fucking to him. And the way she asks to ride him phew, she really be LIVIN THE DREAM that’s my ultimate fantasy let’s be real until he opens his dumb mouth “Hop on.

Please remember to fasten your seatbelt and for your safety keep all items stowed beneath the seat in front of you until after takeoff” OMFG HE’S SO ANNOYING HAHAHA “You placed another kiss on a pebbled nipple, intrigued when you heard him swallow a moan. Emboldened, you circled it with your tongue, scratched it lightly with your teeth. Jungkook whined, and the sound shot straight to your clit” FUCK THAT’S HOT. I am 10/10 a hoe for nipple play. Holy shit, and the way he pulled outta her cus he

knew he wasn’t going to make it in time for her to cum too, so he opts to eat her out first. We LOVE a man who prioritizes female pleasure!! Hnng and the way she agrees to continue fucking even after she’s already came and the way kook just GOES TO FUCKING TOWN ON THAT PUSS had my vag ROLLINGGGG damn I really feel bad for whoever is sharing a wall with them rn cus that headboard RIP my heart “I win” wtf dude his pillow talk SUCKS ASS. Just when she thinks she’s not just a game to him, he pulls

this shit. It’s probably just a dumb af joke cus we know my bby be competitive as all hell and also ain’t that smart, but damn. Not. The. Time. UGHHHH I just want to squish their faces together and be like "TALK TO EACH OTHER PLS- this is all a terrible misunderstanding" TL;DR my panties are wet, my heart is broken, and I kinda wanna knee kook in the balls. Thank you for this update!! Masterpieces are ALWAYS worth the wait!! It's bitter sweet that ego is comin to the end. Sending all my love

PHEWWWWW, THIS REVIEW!! 😭😭💕we still have one part left, so i’m not gonna confirm or deny any of your assumptions. but OMG, i’m so touched that my work left this big of an impression on you! your commentary made me smile so big 😩😩😩 truly, thank you so much for enjoying my wacky fic and my wacky characters. it really means a lot to know that people love my babies as much as i do, and that they’re actually as invested in the storyline as i am. ego was my first fic for the bts fandom, so she’s really special to me and it makes me happy that others enjoy her 🤧💕 and that you enjoy my writing style 😭😭😭pls 😭😭😭

thank you again for your sweet words. hopefully i can finish ch 8 sooner than later!

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Same Girl (T’Challa x Black Reader x Erik Killmonger? 😧)

Warnings: Swearing (of course), sexual content, slight fuckery, Reader is on some bullshit

“We messing with the same girl, the same girl She's the apple of my eye and my potential wife The same girl, the same girl Man, I just can't believe that we been messing around With the same damn girl.” - R. Kelly and Usher A/N: ok I don’t know what possessed me to write this but I wrote it 🤣 I know y’all heard the legendary song that is Same Girl which I know word by word by heart. Fun fact: I used to sing it all the time in my senior English class with my high school friend to annoy my teacher. Anyways, Reader is gonna be a fuckgirl in this oneshot so let’s get our ain’t shitness onnnnn.

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“Ahh my beautiful Y/N, I wish I could be in Oakland with you.” T’Challa sighed looking at you amorously through the screen of your rose gold iPhone. “But duty calls, love.” “And I completely understand. I’ll be counting down the minutes you come back to me, honey.” You replied as you lathered your body up with cocoa butter. You were fresh out of the shower when one of your boo’s T’Challa called you for your night calls. He was so sweet and loved to call you every night to hear your voice last. “I know you will. Good night, inkosazana.” You giggled at his pet name. “I think I’m catching onto your language. That means princess, right?” A bright smile came across his face. “Yes it does because that’s what you are. A princess.” You cooed holding your chest. “Aww you are such a sweetheart! Good night, handsome.” You blew kisses at the phone and hung up. You looked up to your door entrance to see your friend/roommate Isabel shaking her head at you. “Tsk tsk tsk.” She clicked her tongue in disapproval which caused you to groan and roll your eyes. “Bitch, what?” Isabel stepped inside your bedroom with her hands on her hips. “How are you going to be playing that man like that?” You waved her off and continued getting dressed. “Girl, I’m just having fun. No strings attached. Besides, we never said we were in a relationship so if I mess with other dudes, it’s not wrong.” Why should you feel bad? Niggas do it all the time. They always have multiple girls in their phone that they’re talking to whether they’re in a committed relationship or not. No one even bats an eye or condemn him for his actions. They find a way to blame the girls and call them stupid. When the roles reversed, it’s still your fault? “So you mean to tell me if African boo was to fuck another shorty, you wouldn’t be upset?” When you shook your head, Isabel snorted. “You are full of shit, Y/N. And you know it.” “Girl, why you all up in my pussy? I’m young and having fun. If I wanna mess with more than one guy, I can do that shit because I’m grown. Niggas be fucking with multiple girls all the time and y’all don’t tell them shit. I’m tired of the double standard.” You checked your other phone, a silver iPhone, trying to see if Erik, your other boo thang, hit you up yet. “Oh shut up. If you wanna be a fuckgirl, just own that shit. Don’t pull the double standard card. I know for a fact both of these niggas you’re fucking with have no clue they’re not the only ones. You gave them the impression that you’re their girl. Don’t lie. Shit, that’s why you got two phones.” She raised an eyebrow with a face that was daring you to lie. You put your hands up in defeat. “Ok, ok! But I never explicitly said I was their girl! They just assumed and I ran with it. T’Challa is a sweet, romantic gentleman but Erik is a hood nigga that treats me right and down to do some hood rat things. They’re everything I want a man but in 2 separate men. Why not date both?” Isabel shook her head for the hundredth time. “Your logic is fucked up but makes sense. Anyway, this shit is gonna blow up in your face. Everything that happens in the dark comes to the light.” “Girl please. I’m too good at this. I’ve got both of these niggas wrapped around my finger. The only way is up.” You smiled slyly as your phone lit up with a text from Erik. You ran quickly past her and went straight for the door, flinging it open. There stood Erik, in all his fineness. He’s wearing a white t-shirt, grey sweats and Nike slides, just like you instructed him to. “Hey Erik.” You leaned against the door frame biting your lip. “Hey ma. I missed your sexy ass.” He said stepping inside and kissing your lips. “Show me how much you missed me.” You whispered seductively causing Erik to throw you over his shoulder and march to your bedroom. You smirked knowing you were truly living your best life. **************************** T’Challa sat in his office attempting to get his work done but thoughts of you clouded his mind. Your smooth skin, beautiful face, beautiful hair, and lovely smile. Everything about you had him wanting more and more of you. He wanted to call you but it was the morning. He knew you liked to sleep in so he didn’t bother calling. T’Challa wanted to tell somebody about you but he would face too much judgement being a king and falling for an American woman. Suddenly, he knew who wouldn’t judge him. His cousin N’Jadaka who also went by Erik. “Ughhhh T, the resource centers are straight. I already told you this. When you gonna trust a nigga?” Erik groaned when he answered the phone. “Ahh N’Jadaka, I’m not calling about that.” T’Challa stated still in his trance. Erik raised an eyebrow as he started his black 2018 Audi. “You’re not? Then why you calling me?” “Because I have deep feelings for this woman I met in America. I had to tell you this. She is so wonderful, umzala.” Erik snickered as he drove away from your apartment building. “Ahhh shit. It’s about time. I was beginning to think your ass was gay.” T’Challa ignored his last comment. “Yes it is about time. I believe she is the one for me.” Erik snorted. “Shit I guess we really are cousins then because I’m feeling a shorty too. Tell me about your girl then, nigga. I feel like she’s white. If you ain’t gay, you seem like the type to like colonizer coochie.” “She is not a colonizer, N’Jadaka.” T’Challa pinched the bridge of his nose out of annoyance. He was beginning to regret calling him. “She is a beautiful black woman.” “Oh shit! She’s black?! And American?! Nigga, tell me more.” Erik pulled into the driveway of his home. He was even more intrigued, dying to know what black woman that wasn’t Nakia gave his “soft ass cousin” the time of day. “Yes, cousin. She is so beautiful. Her hair, her smile is just perfect. She dresses well and has a captivating body. She is funny and smart. A complete vixen. I met her in Oakland.” “Oakland? I might know her. What’s her name, cousin?” Erik turned off the ignition. “Ahh her name is so beautiful. Her name is Y/N.” Erik dropped his phone at the sound of your name. He began to sweat at his brow then laughed it off. He must be talking about another girl by that name but curiosity got the best of him and he had to ask. “Um, cousin? Do she live in a nice little condo and have a roommate named Isabel?” Erik laughed nervously and T’Challa’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “Yes she does.” Erik shook his head in denial as he exited the car and entered his house. No, he couldn’t be talking about you. But how many bitches in Oakland are named Y/N with a roommate named Isabel? “That’s funny. My girl is named Y/N and has a roommate named Isabel too. That’s crazy.” Erik chuckled some more and sighed. “So what kind of car does she drive?” T’Challa sat up in his chair trying to understand what Erik was getting at. “A red Toyota. She told me it was a gift from her father.” “And she loves In and Out?” “......yes.” “FUCK!” Erik dropped his phone and paced his halls up and down. “THIS IS SOME FUCKING BULLSHIT! HOW THE HELL! YO! WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?!” T’Challa heard his cousin continue to yell curse words away from the phone. “N’Jadaka?” He called for him. “Are you saying you know her?” Erik picked up the phone in a haste. “Yes nigga I know her! I really knew her last night!” Erik sighed punching a wall. “We messing with the same fucking girl, T!” T’Challa shook his head as if his cousin could see him. “No. Impossible! This can not be!” Erik pulled the phone away from his ear and found a sexy picture of you that you sent to him. He sent it to the other man and waited. “Check your phone, T’Stupid.” T’Challa looked at the picture and dropped his phone just like Erik did earlier. “SHIT!” He shouted away from the phone angrily and continue to curse in Xhosa. He paced his office still cursing then picked up his phone. “We are involved with the same woman, N’Jadaka!” “Yeah. No shit. That’s what I said.” Erik sighed rubbing his face then slammed his fist on the table. “We gotta catch this trick!” T’Challa was confused. “Why should we play a trick on her? We must confront her in her indiscretions.” Erik sucked his teeth not knowing who he was more frustrated with. T’Challa for not knowing his slang by now or himself for assuming he did. “Man, just bring your ass to Oakland ASAP.” Erik hung up groaning and shook his head. “This nigga. Out of all the niggas Y/N could’ve played me with, she chose this nigga. That’s that shit.” Once T’Challa had his affairs in order, he hopped on an “emergency” flight to Oakland. Erik picked him up from the airport and they had a little staredown when T’Challa got in the car. Erik snorted shaking his head and putting his car in drove T’Challa squinted his eyes. “What, N’Jadaka?” “Out of all the niggas in this world, I was sharing pussy with your ass. This is some bullshit. Did you even ask her if she had a man?” “She said no. Did you?” Erik groaned gripping the steering wheel. ���Yes and her ass said no. She told me she wanted my ass once she first saw me.” T’Challa hit his forehead. “She told me the same thing! What should we do?” Erik pulled out his phone smirking with a plan on his mind. He asked Siri to call your phone and you picked up with no idea you’ve been caught up. “Hi papi!” You cooed on the other line and T’Challa made a face of disgust, wanting to say something but Erik gestured him to shut up. “Yo what’s going on, ma? This is last minute but I wanna take your fine ass out to eat tonight. I hope you ain’t got nothing planned.” T’Challa was confused as to why Erik was making plans to go to dinner with your deceitful ass. Was he not ready to wring your neck five minutes ago? “I always got time for you, baby. Let’s meet at TGI Friday’s at 8.” You replied ‘This lying hoe.’ Erik thought but instead said, “Aight bet. See you at 8.” Once Erik hung up, T’Challa shot him a confused and frustrated look as Erik kept a smirk on his face. “Why are you making dinner plans with the woman who has been playing games with the both of us?” Erik glances at him chuckling. “Don’t worry, cousin. I got a plan.” In another part of Oakland, your dumbass was getting for this date you had with your boo with no clue that you done showed your ass and all the shit you’ve been doing is going to blow up in your face. But we’ll let you rock for now. Anyway, you get dressed in your grey ripped skinny jeans and white crop top. You purposely put on a crop top to show off your belly button piercing that Erik loves so much. You put on strapped sandals to show off your fresh white painted toes, which was every nigga’s weakness. Once your makeup was done, you admired yourself in the mirror. Shit, you might be able to get a third nigga looking this fine. You picked your braid out, fluffed it, and made your way out the door. “Don’t wait up for me, sis!” You smirked to Isabel who laid on the leather sofa watching Empire. “I’m most likely getting dick for the second night in a row.” Isabel shook her head with her eyes still on the TV. “You do you. Just know God don’t like ugly, sis.” “With that logic, God don’t like you, bitch!” You cackled exiting your condo and walking towards your car. You hopped into your Toyota and drove to the restaurant. Once you parked, you went inside and found Erik waiting in a booth facing you. You smiled strutting over to him and sliding in the opposite side of the booth. “Hey boo.” You leaned over to peck his lips and sat back down. “You gonna feed me good?” “Oh Imma be feeding you good, alright.” He bit his bottom lip seductively and you grinned getting turned on. “But first, let me introduce to my cousin real quick.” You sighed because you thought this was a casual one on one date but this nigga got you meeting his family now? Whatever. You’ll entertain it. It couldn’t hurt meeting his cousin, right? You looked up and your face turned stone cold as your heart picked up its pace. There was your boo, T’Challa, taking a seat right next to Erik, your other boo, in the crimson booth. They both looked at you with devious smirks on their faces and you gulped nervously. How the fuck did you not know the two niggas you were messing with were cousins? You are so fucked. “Nice to see you, Y/N.” T’Challa spoke slowly with a face that basically said “you’ve been caught, bitch.” “Um....” You were speechless as fuck. You’re pretty sure you had “dumb bitch” written on your forehead. You were beyond embarrassed and wished the ground would swallow you up. You were a good person, you didn’t deserve this.............okay, maybe you did. You did mess with two guys at once. “You see, Y/N. I’ve noticed that my cousin and I have a lot in common. We both speak Xhosa fluently, we are both right-handed-“ “We both ate your ass!” Erik snapped cutting T’Challa off. You scanned your surroundings praying nobody heard his loud ass. A couple of people looked at you guys and you hid your face in shame. Aww shit. T’Challa stared at Erik with a stunned expression. “I....I never ate her ass, N’Jadaka.” You peeked up to see Erik’s eyes widen and his mouth form an O as he pointed at you accusingly. “You......made me eat your ass?! And this nigga didn’t do it?!” Erik pointed his thumb at T’Challa. “Um, well, see, you, um, I, You-“ Erik mimicked you as he stared at you in annoyance. “Now you can’t speak English?! I don’t even be eating ass but I ate yours! Because I thought I loved you, girl!” “Ain’t nobody force you to do it!” You found your voice. As Erik continued being melodramatic to himself, T’Challa discreetly pushed Erik’s drink away from his and cleared his throat. “The point is, you have been playing the both of us which is unfair and hurtful, Y/N. I really had feelings for you. I thought I loved you as well. Do you care to explain yourself and apologize for hurting us when all we did was treat you so well?” T’Challa’s words made you realize you were a complete piece of shit. Both of them did treat you like a queen and what you did was fucked up. Your mama raised you better than this. You stared at both of them sadly and felt a huge weight on your heart. These two wonderful men that you had the nerve to play with like that. They deserve apologies. You opened your mouth. “Well, T’Challa, you see-“ You didn’t finish grabbing your purse and running out the booth. You were RUNNING RUNNING. You were deadass bolting to your car and got in quickly starting the ignition and driving off. You called Isabel on your phone and she picked on the second ring. “Yo.” “Bitch, they are fucking cousins! Cousins! T’Challa and Erik! They are fucking cousins and fucking found out I was messing with both of them! Bitch, both of them showed up to the restaurant!” You shouted even though you were completely out of breath. “Bitch, I got all the way caught up! Shit!” Isabel was laughing her ass off on the other line. You knew she was holding your stomach and tears were probably coming out. You sucked your teeth hard. “I TOLD YOU GOD DON’T LIKE UGLY! I WARNED YOUR ASS BUT FUCK ISABEL, RIGHT? YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO CLOWNERY? THE CLOWN COMES BACK TO BITE, YOU STUPID HOE!” She continued to cackle and you rolled your eyes trying to calm yourself so you don’t kill your roommate once you make it back in the condo. “I’m glad you entertained by this shit.” You replied sarcastically as you pulled up to a red light. Isabel continued to giggle and finally calmed down. “I don’t feel sorry for your dumbass. Now what did we learn?” She sung the last part. “I learned that......I gotta start asking these niggas about their families and shit. Now I know, the next time I’m fucking with two niggas at the same time, let me make sure they don’t know each other at all.” Isabel sighed deeply. “Y/N, I love you but you are dumb as hell.”

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Lmao Y/N was out of there like:

Translation:

Umzala - cousin

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im sleepy and tired, but this is probably the last one for this chapter

“Where did this suddenly come from?” he asks slowly.

She looks up at him, eyes wide. She seems surprised, like she hadn’t expected this reaction, as if she had expected him to start jumping in joy the moment he heard those words out of her mouth.

“I…” She tries to speak but stops, looking away. The water continue to falls on them, though it starts to run cold. He’s overwhelmed with nostalgia-- this is just like that night, the night she had promised that things would be different only for nothing to change for the next few months.

It’s happening again.

He had given in then. He had given her a chance. He gave her an opportunity to love him the way he wanted her to. Yet it hadn’t worked out, not until now apparently. Kirishima Ayato isn’t the smartest person around. But he’s definitely not dumb.

“You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” he sighs. He pushes her away, wrenching her hands off his t-shirt. Hinami watches him-- she looks bewildered-- as he turns off the shower and steps out. “I told you, Hinami, we can’t be doing this.”

He needs to go. He knows themselves well enough to know that he can’t trust himself alone with her. He will give in.

“Where are you going?” Hinami asks. He doesn’t reply initially, walking out of the bathroom and to his closet. He hears her following behind him. She’s probably still naked and she’s probably still wet. He really shouldn’t look at her. But she comes all the way up to him, grabbing him by his arm and turning him to look at her. “Ayato! What are you doing?”

“I’m going to Touka’s,” he says. “If I stay here, I know I’d end up giving in. You were right. This is a bad idea.”

“What about me?”

“You can stay here for the night. Just leave in the morning when the dorms are open,” he replies. He tries to keep his distance even till now, to remain as emotionless as he can while he speaks. His heart is still pounding in his chest from what she had said but he knows better than to hold on to any kind of hope when it comes to this. When it comes to her.  

“What? You’re leaving me alone here?” Hinami sounds partly offended and partly confused. “Ayato, did you… hear me just now?”

“I did,” he says flatly.

“And?”

“And what?”

Hinami blinks. Once. Twice. And then she shakes her head. “You’re going to just ignore it?”

“Yes I am.”

Hinami frowns. She looks like she’s on the verge of tears but perhaps the whole unexpectedness of this situation must be what’s keeping her from crying right now. He almost feels bad. There probably is a better way to deal with this. But he knows that nothing good is going to come out of getting too invested. They’ve messed each other up far too much for them to simply be just friends anymore. He can’t support her and be there for her without it becoming something more.

They’re neither friends but definitely not lovers. They can never go back to being friends. They’ll never become lovers. This is their fate now. The moment he suggested the arrangement two years ago, he signed the end to their friendship.

“But fine, I’ll tell you this one thing. You’re wrong, Hinami,” he continues. “You don’t love me. You can’t love me.”

Hinami’s eyes go wide. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means I’ve given up, Hinami. I’m done with waiting for you. I’m done with hoping. I had enough so please, let me go.”

“No,” she says. “I’m not lying or anything, Ayato. I’m serious.”

“Where did this suddenly come from?”

“I was talking to Big Brother and he told me that I’m in love with you and then I thought hard. He’s right—”

“So you decide that you love me because Kaneki told you that you do?” he scoffs. Ayato doesn’t think he’s been more disappointed in something than he feels right now. He had told himself not to keep any hope, but it seems like somewhere in there, perhaps he had been hoping it was real.

“Yes, but—”

“So it’s Kaneki again?” He thought he’d be angrier. But there’s no fury in his voice at all. It’s cold, almost devoid of emotion. If anything, he sounds tired and that’s probably because he is tired. With everything that has gone on with Hinami, he feels fucking exhausted. He wants to go back to an hour ago, sitting on the couch with Touka, being held by his sister as she spoke words of comfort to him. It’s funny; he’s avoided that house for so long, worried about the bad memories that had been lingering there. Right now, he wants to be back there. He wants to take up Touka’s offer. Moving back home doesn’t sound half as bad as he thought it was initially.

“Kaneki was just being honest about what he thought and I think it makes sense,” Hinami argues.

But it doesn’t make sense to Ayato, especially not after he’s spent weeks convincing himself that she’s not in love with him and will never be in love with him. What does he do now that she’s suddenly back into his life telling him the words that at one point, he had wanted to hear more so than anything else? There’s no way this can be real.

“You’re just listening to him again,” Ayato growls. He tries to walk away but Hinami moves in front of him, hands stretched out to her sides as she fumes at him.

“It’s not like that at all!”

“Move, Hinami.”

“No!” She frowns, looking at him with a determined glare. “I’m not leaving. I’m not letting you leave.”

She’s never been this desperate for it before, but it doesn’t look like she’s going to give him a choice right now. He sighs but steps towards her nonetheless. He supposes one more time wouldn’t hurt. Hinami’s eyes are wide as he picks her up, the speed taking her by surprise as she grabs his shoulders tightly. Her body is still wet from the shower and so are his clothes, he realises. He’s being washed by nostalgia right now— him, in drenched clothes, carrying a dripping wet Hinami out of the shower and to his bed. She had said something back then to him too and he had bought completely into those words. But that was then and now is now; he’s not going to be a fool and fall for the same thing twice.

He throws her on the bed and crawls over her. Hinami is looking up at him. He doesn’t make a move, waiting for her to start. He’s not going to do anything unless she really wants him to. She’s going to have to push him to the very edge before he even starts.

Hinami simply watches him for a moment. When she eventually does move, all she does is cup his face as a small smile surfaces on hers.

“I’ve missed you,” she admits. She doesn’t pull him into a kiss, doesn’t try to remove his clothes and doesn’t push him down to crawl over him. He remains silent and still— responseless— as he watches her. It doesn’t seem like Hinami is doing anything at all. She’s just staring at him.

He gives in. “What do you want me to do?”

“Nothing.”

“Nothing?”

“I just wanted you to know what I truly feel,” she says.

He shakes his head. “Those aren’t your true feelings, Hinami. The only one who has your heart is Kaneki.”

“But weren’t you the one who said that one day someone will come and sweep me off my feet?” Hinami points out.

“Yes but that person is not me,” Ayato hisses. He pushes her hands away from his face and pins them down. “We’ve done too much and gone too far for something like that to happen to us.”

“It’s only because all of those things happened that something like this is happening now,” Hinami insists. “I know I can trust you, Ayato. I know what kind of person you are and I know that I have nothing to fear being by your side.”

“So you’re just here for the security I give you,” he scoffs.

Hinami smirks. “If it’s security I wanted, I’d have pretended to be in love with you from the very beginning.”

IM EXCITED FOR THIS CHAPTER SO MUCHHHH, and the next one too ughhhh

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AN: this chapter sounded a lot better in my head but I hope you enjoy:)

“Hey could I ugh sit here?” Remus looked up to the voice who talked to him. As his eyes met yours he was a mess. “Cause you’re the only one in here that I kind of know and-“

“Yes.” He quickly said. He struggled to move his books and papers that were sitting on the the unoccupied seat. His hand slipped on one of his stacks of paper sending them flying threw the air. You kneeled down and grabbed a couple. Remus also kneeled down to pick up the rest. As he picked them up he looked at you. You looked up soon after catching his gaze you smiled at him.

As he started to stand up he hit his head on the table. You giggled a little but gave him a somewhat concerned expression. You rubbed his head where he hit it.

“Are you ok?” You moved your fingers away from his head and sat down.

“Ugh yea th-th-thanks.” He stuttered. “You’re friends with Lily right-right-t?” You smiled and nodded.

“And-and you’re friend with that boy who’s likes her?”

“It’s more like an obsession but yes.” You giggled and he smiled. God your laugh was the sweetest sound he’s heard his whole life. You both then started to study saying a few things to each other. You checked the clock and saw it was almost curfew.

“I think we should go.” You quietly said.

“What?” Remus said tearing his attention from his book. You pointed to the clock. He nodded and grabbed his two books he checked out. You then picked up your stack of eight books. You were obviously struggling as you both walked out of the library.

“I-I-Do you want me to help you with those?”

“Omg yes please. Thanks so much!” You said relieved. He grabbed the first four relieving your shoulders from the heavy weight. “You’re a prefect right?” He nodded.

“What’s it like? I mean you must be pretty smart and responsible to get the position.”

“It’s-it’s good.” He stuttered.

“Do you catch a lot of kids sneaking out.” He froze. He was afraid of saying something that would make him seem strict and unfun.

“Ugh yea s-s-sometimes.” You just looked forward and nodded your head “but usually I just let-let them off the hook-k.”

“That’s nice of you.” He just nodded his head blushing. Before he could say anything else you two were at the portrait hole saying the password to the fat lady.

You both walked in and went your separate ways to your dorms, leaving each other with a quick goodbye. Remus as he walked up the stairs felt his heart swell. Could his life get any better? No….well only if you were his girlfriend.

You continued to walk up the stairs tired from the day. You couldn’t help but feel this tingle in your body and your heart but you ignored and was soon distracted by the smell of something burnt. Before you could open the door Marlene and Marry rushed out. You caught a glimpse inside and saw a blown up caldron, obviously from messing up a potion.

“Seriously guys!” You walked into the room but quickly retreated out cause of the horrific smell “I leave for what three hours and you’ve managed to blow up our whole room!”

“Hey! It wasn’t the whole room!” You roll your eyes at Marlene’s comment. You turned to see Lily rush up the stairs.

“Well Professor Mcgonall said that she would have the house elves clean it up tonight, but she doesn’t want us to sleep in here so…….” Lily paused “I asked the boys and they said we could sleep in there room!” She squealed and so did Marlene and Mary. You just stood silent.

“Let’s go!” Mary called and Marlene both called and ran down the stairs and soon Lily ran after you dragging you along.

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You both caught up with Marlene and Mary at the bottom of the stairs. You all rushed up the stairs together. Marlene barged into the dorm first and jumped into Sirius’s bed. The rest of you followed into the room. Mary shyly walked over to Peter a blush obviously on both of their cheeks.

“I will be sleeping with James and y/n….” she dragged you by your arm and turned you around from the way you were facing. As she turned you around, you stumbled and fell right into Remus’s bare chest. “you will share a bed with Remus!” She squealed walking over to James’s bed. Your hands were still on his chest while he put his hands on your waist.

You quickly panicked looking down at his bare chest. You stared at it for a split second but then looked at Remus who was staring at you still in your school skirt.

“Ugh-ugh do you need clothes-s?” He asked. “You can-n borrow something of mine-mine.”

“Umm I don’t-don’t want to trouble you-u.” You needed an excuse, afraid his clothes wouldn’t fit you.

“Are you sure-e?” He breathed as he saw the others going to sleep.

“Yes.” You stated and went over to the bed you assumed that was his since it was empty. You climbed to the other side of the bed making sure there was enough room for him. Remus soon came climbing into the other side.

“I’m sorry I-that we have to share a bed.” You quickly stated.

“It’s not that bad-d.” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“W-what?”

“I-ughhhh….nothing.” You brushed off the same feeling you felt earlier that night.

“I’m sorry.” You sat up “I shouldn’t sleep here, I’ll-I’ll just go on the couch downstairs.”

“No if you don’t want-want to share the bed I’ll sleep downstairs.” He firmly stated.

“No I-I can’t do that it’s your bed and I’m the one who needs somewhere to sleep and-“

“No I insist and-“

“No! I shouldn’t be sleeping here cause it’s your bed and you probably don’t want me to anyway.”

“Idowantyouhere.” He said it so fast you couldn’t even understand it.

“W-what?”

“I do want you here.”

“I-I-I-“

“Just please don’t say anything, I’ve-I’ve already made it awkward enough.” He said huffing.

“I-I-“ you then shut up, thinking about it. “It-t isn’t awkward.” That was the last thing you said turning your back to him. As you began to fall asleep a smile creeped onto your face and at the same time time Remus felt a smile grow on his face.

-

“Well would you look at that.” Sirius smirked at you and Remus. Some how over night you and Remus move closer together. Soon enough you had been laying your head on his chest, arms around his body and his arms around you.

“Awww they’re so cute!” Remus bolted awake at the sound of his friends.

“What are you two bloody doing-“ his face softened while looking at your clinging form. He smiled to himself thinking how it could always be like this if you were his girlfriend. You felt someone’s gaze on you so you opened your eyes.

You looked up at Remus, then down at your arms around him and then Sirius and James staring at you two. As you looked at the two they started to whistle and casually walk away from the bed. You quickly pulled away from Remus and whispered a sorry.

“It’s fine…..” Before Remus could say anything else you were already out the door leaving with embarrassment clearly all over your face.

[noblehope]

Hey! When you get the time/drive, I really want to know what personally draws you to your muse! What is it that inspires you so much? What do you admire in them? What do they mean to you? Just give me a sweet, sweet feelings dump :D

   … ah. No one’s ever really asked me this before, I think??? It actually caught me off guard. I’m still hibernating until my days off again but I really want… to answer this now. Though forgive me cause???? Idk where I’m going with this.

   I… I really don’t know how to answer this, I’m sorry. It’s a very… hm. Idk, I’m actually not that good at describing stuff when it comes to me personally. 

   I’m drawn to… Everything about her. It’s weird how important she’s become to me. I’ve had other favorites, other characters I felt a bond with and adored, but throughout my life Sonia’s just been special. Even new characters in new fandoms I get involved in (karma from c/inderella phenomenon, zeno fro a/katsuki no yona) I really can’t explain it unless you have yourself. She’s been a constant in my every day life and I don’t remember how or why it started.

   She wasn’t one I was drawn to at first. I remember, I did Twog/ami’s and G/undam’s ftes first. Those were my first “I really like them”. I just… I can’t remember, but by the end I really did like her most of all. She was the one who led me to roleplaying on tumblr, not Sakura. I had… roleplayed a little bit with my bf at the time on Skype as her and Peko, but I liked rping Sonia more. Haha, I wonder… how would this all have turned out if I had chosen Peko instead? I plan on rping her at some point so we’ll see how that goes.

   Okay, I looked back on my steam trophies and I see that I completed Sonia’s FTEs on May 6th, 2016. I beat the game on May 12th, and Sonia was the 3rd one I had completed (Gundam first though it would’ve been twogami first if he fucking lived i remember now how i had nyoomed to finish his in island mode, Fuyuhiko second which I remember blazing through during the fun house because of being fucked locked from his ftes and THE 2ND TRIAL UGH I NEEDED TO KNOW WHAT WAS GOING ON IN HIS HEAD,  and the final event revealing that he survives somehow but yes)

    So yes, of the survivors by that point I can definitely see that she had won my attention since I didn’t complete any others during my run in story mode. But… that brings again, why?

   Okay let me ramble on for a second about my other favs of the franchise: Sakura, and Hoshi. They all seem such different characters but I believed it was around mm… this time last year, that I discovered what they all had in common: some kind of self sacrifice.

   Hoshi sacrificing his future for revenge, Sakura sacrificing her life for her friends, and Sonia sacrificing her desires and wants for her country. That is a big thing why I adore her, I would say it is the second thing, but we still haven’t reached the root of her importance to me beyond just “everything”, and I do mean Everything, even her flaws, though that’s a topic for another time.

     “Do you not agree that dismissing a different set of values due to ignorance is foolish?”

   This. This is the driving force behind my interpretation of Sonia, and always will be. This reflects so much in the game. How she’s the one to ask everyone if tying up Komaeda will solve anything, but if it’s what’s everyone agrees to she won’t object. She’s genuinely the only person in game to stop and think about Komaeda even if he is “troublesome” (excluding Chiaki and Hajime), and I spotted that a mile away even when I hated his guts in story mode. It doesn’t matter to her if someone’s ways of thinking is strange, she wants to understand. She wants to know how they think, and this extends to her interest in true crime and serial killers as they shouldn’t be thought of as “mere murderers”, because their reasonings are far more complex than that. It doesn’t mean she will agree with them, but she doesn’t want to dismiss them as just.. unreasonable, because to them they are being reasonable and just have different values. She wants to know the why.

   As well though this is just my headcanon, Sonia’s been stalked with the intention of being murdered. It’s cathartic to her to learn about things like this. Again, that’s a topic for another time tho since this is getting way too long.

   She’s so… often thought as naive, but that shouldn’t be confused as ignorant. The language barrier doesn’t help. Sonia’s one of the smartest in the cast and I will defend that as truth forever??? She’s so so smart, she’s so talented, like holy shit. 30 languages? All these topics that’s required of her to know because of her being apart of this strange and almost fairytale-like land’s royal family? Like, holy shit.

   But, we learn through the little tidbits she gives us Novoselic is far from perfect. You can read in between the lines (um hello? Weapons everywhere despite it being a peaceful nation? Basically raising children soldiers with them knowing how to drive tanks in grade school? An underground blackmarket for creatures we only know are a nobility status and required for courting, and grow/shrink when angered and scared or whatever I think that’s it tho?), and see how unhappy she is with her country with certain things. (Sonia mentions how consuming a Skong is her country’s ritual for her to be recognized as an adult but she refuses to do it) She wants to change her country for the better. It’s time to move forward and Sonia wants to be the one to start it.

    There’s also so much she’s hiding from everyone. Her final FTE is her breaking down in front of Hajime, collapsing and sobbing in his arms as she cries out how she wants to go home. How he thinks she’s finally letting herself act like a normal girl, and how before he had thought “of course she’s scared”, when he sees her hands shaking and that being her only betrayal. It’s just…. gahhhh… I could talk about her for hours.

   She’s just so… so, so amazing. There’s a fire inside her and just this overwhelming kindness to everyone and she’s so strong. She inspires me. She’s so fun to explore and crack at because I want her to experience everything, and imagining her in alternate universes like siren sonia or serial killer sonia (which um I’ll start up again someday) is so fun, because I always make sure she is still Sonia at her core. I want her to feel, I want her to break, get angry, fall in love, develop both positively and negatively and see how it changes her.    I’ve said it before but always kinda jokingly… idk, the best answer to “what does she mean to you” is… Idk, she’s my daughter. Not my waifu, not my lover, not my whatever. A daughter. I love her. She makes me happy. I have a little nendoroid of her??? And I kiss her little head for good luck when I’m going out and feeling nervous, and it’s my favorite thing in this world, I about cried when I got her as it was random chance. I’m… IDK IM CRYING RIGHT NOW. There’s so much to say about her but I can’t say it properly just how much she means to me and why she inspires me so. She just does, she’s not perfect but she’s so wonderfully important to me, not only for my creativity, but like. She’s my rock.

   It’s… really something, when you learn so much both about the world and yourself through roleplaying and researching a muse. And, just what I’ve been through, it’s all because of her. I don’t think things would’ve been the same if I had chosen someone ese to roleplay first…  I’ve had people compare Sonia to me, and gosh is that a delightful feeling that makes me smile. She’s radiant and makes people feel at ease, and it’s a blessing to know I evoke the same emotions and people feel strongly enough to make a comparison. That I’m doing something right. I don’t think she is me, I’d never use the word kin, its just… idk? Being compared to someone you really care about is an amazing feeling. It makes me want to keep doing what I’m doing.

    But ahh… I’m, rambling so much and Idek if I’M MAKING SENSE? I love her, I really love her, and nothing comes close to what ideas she’s given to me and what peace she brings as well. Like okay, Ik it’s fun to shit on ko/daka a lot but I’m so thankful for him bringing her into existence.     Ughhhh I’m crying and CANT SEE ANYMORE so maybe this is where it should end. Please just know I absolutely adore this character and I am honored that I bring her to life for people through roleplay and invoking emotions (being proud of her, being scared for her, etc, not only just cause Sonia but gosh is it powerful when you know people are moved by your writing) through that, that I can bring others to appreciate her (even Sonia haters to liking her, which is such a feat) and love her too. To make people understand her a bit more and how many layers, some even contradictory, she has.   I really really hope this makes things a bit clearer even if it’s a mess of emotions, and that it’s the sweet sweet feels dump that you wanted.

   there’s so much more i can say but i figure this is enough

[vodka-aunt-coran]

PLS post the songs list for the Voltron musical

ok under a readmore bc i did write quite a bit homework what’s homework

warning this takes Creative Liberties with the story. also probably way more songs than would actually be in a musical. also remember that i actually have no music/playwriting experience. this is just what i scribbled in my notebook to relieve boredom.

Pilot: lance-centric, bc vld begins in a very lance-centric way. opens rly big and grand, then dips in the middle as lance gets yelled at and has to cover for pidge. ends hopeful abt the future.

A Bad Idea: 

1st verse – hunk trying to stop lance from sneaking out with pidge.

2nd verse – finding pidge and her explaining the whole aliens thing, which lance dismisses and hunk panics abt.

3rd verse – ship crashes and music picks up chaotically hunk futilely tries to stop pidge and lance from chasing it.

Spotlight: lance has a big, heroic, totally unreasonable plan, but it gets interrupted by keith making a grand entrance. rest of the song is breaking in, saving shiro, and escaping with lance trying to (literally) steal back the spotlight.

Just Bear With Me: the most fleshed out i have. back at the shack, they start putting everything together, and lance is incredulous the whole time. each character’s verse starts with “just bear with me”

keith: [verse about weird energy in the desert and explaining his conspiracy board]lance: [after a few beats] i think being out in the desert has fried your brain.keith: why you–shiro: actually…just bear with me

shiro: [verse about kidnapped by aliens and remembering nothing but the superweapon ‘voltron’]lance: well he’s been off who-knows-where for a year. we can’t honestly expect–pidge: lance.lance: what?pidge: just bear with me–lance: UGHHHH

pidge: [verse about overhearing alien chatter and how voltron is definitely somewhere on earth]lance: alright, well, i still think this is a load of malarkey. isn’t that right hunk?hunk: [staring at conspiracy board]lance: hunk.hunk: um.lance: buddy.hunk: just bear with me!lance: for the love of–!

hunk: [verse about fraunhoffer line, they all head out to the desert and the cave]

lance: [entranced by the pictures on the walls] hey guys…just bear with me…[touches wall and it collapses]

Can’t Look Back: finding out about voltron all the way up to approaching the castle. everything happens very quickly and they have to roll with it. lance has a verse with callbacks to “pilot” and shiro gets a somewhat more serious verse.

followed by a slower, sadder one by allura and coran, which is abruptly cut off

Countdown: a bigger song with, again, a very fast pace

starts with allura quickly assigning, then kicking them out to find green and yellow

pidge + shiro with a theme called “go, be great”. a little slower but rly nervous on pidge’s part.

hunk + lance with theme from “a bad idea”. very chaotic.

back at the castle, they find out there’s a lot less time than they thought

there’s panic and dissent about what to do

allura has a brief moment w themes from the altean’s “can’t look back”

then the music picks up again and she gives them their armor and sends them off

A Born Leader: shiro, pidge, and keith are on sendak’s ship, but then pidge wants to split off to find her family and keith doesn’t want to go alone. shiro helps pidge (”go, be great”) and directs keith (”patience yields focus”). but like. he’s lowkey barely keeping it together. when his arm activates he almost loses it but has to stay strong for the team. there is some mention about how he literally only just escaped from prison.

Form Voltron: exactly what it sounds like. idk what there would be lyric-wise without it being corny, but ??? it has to be there. the end is some celebration.

Some Assembly Required: bc that title was rly good. condenses episode two, very training-montage. think “one last hope” from hercules + “i’ll make a man out of you.”

Rivals: expands on keith and lance’s enmity, more of a fun song. they mess with each other back and forth. ends with shiro telling them to go to their rooms. probably includes theme from “spotlight.” possibly happening during arus plot.

I (Don’t) Want to Forget: pidge and shiro song abt matt. finding out that shiro attacked him, pidge wanting to get more info, and shiro backing her up.

The Champion: fight w myzax. starts with myzax as ‘the champion’ but as the song progresses and shiro remembers more, he begins being ‘the champion’

Remember: shiro tells pidge what happened and let’s her know that he remembers katie. goes into pidge’s flashbacks which should technically happen next episode but Fight Me.

A Hero’s Job: the ball of the castle of lions yeah that was a pun

starts with lance, keith, and hunk talking about how cool it is to be heroes. lance goes on w things like how it’s a hero’s job to save lives, and be celebrated, and stay far far away from home…then he has to cut himself off and leave.

before hunk or keith can question it, pidge jumps in with shiro and allura and tells them that she’s leaving bc her hero’s job is somewhere else. keith argues (”everyone has families”), but shiro cuts him off and tells pidge that it’s her choice.

switch to lance and coran talking about how they can’t go home now (”homesickness”).

lance says something foreboding about how a hero can’t go home immediately before the bomb goes off.

Chess Not Checkers: great googly moogly it’s all gone to shit

keith and allura head out to check the arusian village

shiro tries to hold off the galra from the castle

keith and allura realize it was a trap

shiro thinks he has the upper hand but then lance is threatened and he has to stop. has some allusions to “a born leader” but goes sour at the end.

keith and allura get back to the castle too late.

they have a spy on the inside that’s right pidge contacts them at the very end and they once again have some advantage

A Hero’s Job (Reprise): tears of the balmera

starts w hunk focused on having to save lance

pidge sabotaging the galra within the castle ("go, be great")

hunk swearing to help the balmerans

everyone kicking sendak’s ass

The Day Is Saved

Confession: starts with lance out of the healing pod and bickering with keith, but transitions into pidge ultra-nervously telling everyone that she’s a girl. themes from “remember”

pidge: …i’m a girlhunk: i knowallura: me tookeith; same herecoran: good for you!pidge: what??lance: what????

Stay Focused!: hunk trying to keep everyone on track throughout the events of taking flight. pretty lighthearted, summarizes the episode briefly, and highlights hunk taking his role as paladin perhaps most seriously out of them all.

Defenders of the Universe: again, much briefer than the actual episode, but the paladins save the balmera and are finally hit with how big their job is. over the course of the song they work together better (esp keith and lance with hints from “rivals”). Heavy usage of “form voltron.” allura also embraces her role as leader, albeit irresponsibly (hints of “can’t look back” again), and almost dies reviving the balmera.

Monster: begins with everyone goofing around in the detainment bay and sendak as the monster, but as people leave, it devolves into shiro breaking down and believing he’s the real monster. ends with sendak jumping to life and shiro ejecting him in a panic. heavy references to “a born leader” and “I (don’t) want to forget.”

Sacrifice: switches between allura being haunted by her father and the team desperately trying to pull things together. allura has themes from “homesickness” and “can’t look back” and it ends with “you don’t have to make this sacrifice”, allura crushing the machine, and the stage goes dark as she cries.

The Art of Stealth: a more lighthearted song about sneaking into the galra base. allura uses her shapeshifting to sneak in with shiro. hunk uses the robot to dismiss the guard’s suspicions. keith…is humorously bad at it and lance, pidge, and hunk are heard offstage critiquing him.

The Lion’s Den: shiro returns without allura (”sacrifice”) and they plan to break into the Big base. keith is trying to talk them out of it by mentioning the risks (”a bad idea”, hunk might give him a dirty look for using his theme), but shiro (”a born leader”) and/or coran (”homesickness”) refute him with the importance of allura.

Traitor, Traitor, Traitor: allura yelling at zarkon as he more or less ignores her. “sacrifice” was where she lets out her sadness, this is where she lets out her anger.

Dissonance: voltron gets in, but then breaks apart when zarkon does his mind-fuckery. pidge, lance, and hunk go to save allura. shiro gets ejected from his lion and freaks out a little (”monster”). keith goes to save him, but ends up trying to fight zarkon solo (possibly hints from “art of stealth”). they manage to escape, but just barely. then, just as they think they’re in the clear, the wormhole gets fucked up and they scatter.

[end act one]

i didn’t have a chance to start act two, but things i want it to include are

Blade of Marmora: ulaz’s intro which includes themes from “the champion”

Patience Yields Focus: keith’s ‘who am i’ song. it uses themes “patience yields focus”, “everyone has families”, and a pidge song that will definitely be there called “cosmic dust.”

Confession (Reprise): an actual galra keith reveal scene.

Spotlight (Reprise): lance’s seventh wheel song :(

The Red Paladin: allura solo song that heavily implies red paladin alfor (”sacrifice”) and tries to deal with galra keith (”traitor, traitor, traitor”).

Knowledge or Death: my guy i don’t have many ideas for this but i want it to be hardcore and heartbreaking

[violetsophist]

Too Short to Ride (Haikyuu fanfic: Asahi and Noya)

      Today was gonna be the greatest day of my existence! Daichi-San and Suga-San are taking me and Asahi-san to Funland!!! I'm so excited to go, I've never been in my entire life. Daichi said it was really corny and doesn't even come close to living up to its name. He's full of pessimistic thoughts about the place. Of course he has been here multiple times already, so maybe he was right? Whatever. Suga told me that it was more for kids. Then Asahi teased me by saying that it would be the perfect place for me.        I sat there, pouting as Daichi drove us to our thrilling destination. We had spent an two hours in this miserable piece of junk. Now we were finally in Tokyo, about five minutes away from Funland. "Eee I can't wait to ride the wooden roller coaster!!" I shouted. "Ah I heard some people died on that ride," Asahi shrunk back in his seat and his eyes widened. "Oh wow Asahi, are you really scared of that old thing?" Suga chuckled, from the passenger seat. "Nooooo," Asahi trailed off. "Yeah you are, you big, wimpy, dope," I jabbed him in his side. "Ouch! I'm going to kill you Noya!" Asahi threatened and ruffled my hair roughly, "you shouldn't be messing with giants when you're a dwarf." "Why you little-         The car threw us forward as it came to a dead stop. "We're here! Are you two going to behave? Or do we have to seperate and chaperone you two?" Daichi asked. "No sir!" We chimed obediently.   "Alright," he sighed and opened the door. "I don't trust them one bit," Suga added.      They laughed at his remark and smiled from ear to ear. Asahi rolled his eyes and approached the two boys. I followed my tall friend and glared at the three with jealousy. They were all so tall, and I was a tiny pest. I envied how cool it appeared go be above others. It must be pretty satisfying.          Daichi gave us our tickets and we entered the park. Security eyed the intimidating brunette, Asahi, who smiled awkwardly. If they only knew how wimpy he really was. It's was very ironic that such a scary looking person acted so meek and wimpy.          Excitement pulsed through my veins as rides surrounded us. Asahi grinned at me with joy and smacked me on the back. "We're going on every one," he declared boldly. "Hell yeah!" I yelled out.      Daichi and Suga whipped around to scold us in publice, for being so "obnoxious". I shrugged and made my way to the "Road Rager" ride, unaware of what it might be. "Noya!" Asahi whimpered as Daichi got flustered. "Come on dude, don't  be such a wuss," I teased.      Asahi's face drooped and he beamed at em through dull eyes. He glanced back at Suga, who shook his head in disapproval and back at me. I implored him with my pleading expression, the one he couldn't resist. In an instant, he bolted over to meet me. Suga and Daichi scoffed from behind us as we made our way to the line.     Fortunately,  it wasn't a lengthy wait. The ride was in sight and I could smell the putrid scent of vomit. I saw Asahi shiver in disgust. The ride was these seperate trucks that had a wheel in the middle of them. The trucks would spin if you turned your wheel, while they sat on a rotating platform. Kids squealed with joy while their parents forced themselves not to hurl. I turned to gaze up at Asahi. "This looks so bad ass!" I exclaimed. "It kind of looks nauseating," he quivered.     I slapped hid arm and cackled outrageously as he winced. "Man you are a hoot!" I told him. "Next!" The operator announced and opened the gate to the ride. "Yes!" I whispered.       Asahi followed me into the green truck and sat down. His knees were taller than the wheel in the center. I held my laughter in as he struggled to clip his seat belt, which was extended to its maximum length. He barely clipped it over his waist. I however, fit perfectly. Of course, I disregarded the seat belt, seat belts are lame. I gripped the wheel tightly, waiting for our ride to begin. The operator stepped over to us and checked Asahi's seat belt, smirking as it gripped his waist.          "Aren't you a little big for these rides?" The female operator asked. "Yeah but he wanted to ride so I had to go with him," Asahi lied. "Hmm. Can you tell your kid to buckle his seat belt?" She directed her attention to me. "KID? I'M NO K- "Right. Buckle up son," Asahi smiled slyly at me.      Ignoring his taunts, I reluctantly buckled my seat belt and tightened it so it fit snug around my waist. Asahi began to flirt with the surprisingly beautiful operator. This made me grow impatient so I decided to interrupt. "Hey we don't have all day here," I rudely interrupted. "Well then," the lady huffed and left us.      Asahi turned to me and pouted because I ruined his chance. Then again she looked like the slut type, so technically I saved him. Of course he wouldn't believe that. "Here we go!" I shouted excitedly as the platform began to rotate. "Great," Asahi grumbled sarcastically.    I spun the wheel excitedly, making the car whirl. Asahi gripped his stomach and began to grow sick. After 3 everlasting minutes of joy, the ride came to a slow stop. I unbuckled quickly and got out of the cart, rushing to Asahi's side. He bent over and clenched his stomach. Pity stabbed me as I heard him hurl. Maybe next time I won't force him to go with me? "No more spinning rides for you," I laughed awkwardly.     Asahi coughed and started to get up as the operator came over. Her face fell sour as the stench of vomit filled the air. "Well someone got too excited," she muttered, holding her nose. "S-sorry ma'am," Asahi apologized frantically as we departed the ride.      Suga and Daichi were nowhere to be seen when we walked out. We sat down for a few, before going onto other rides.     By the end of the day, we had been on all of the rides and here we sat eating ice cream with Suga and Daichi. Rides whirled past us blowing our hair around. Lucky Asahi , his hair was in a bun but that was because his hair was extremely long and beautiful. You didn't hear that last part. "Have you guys been on the Chopper?" Daichi asked us. "No! Where is it? I wanna go on it!" I blurted out through a mouthful of ice cream. "Don't talk with food in your mouth," Daichi snapped and then answered, "plus it's righr in front of you doofus." "Yes sir-REALLY?" I squealed, "I've got to ride it! Come on Asahi!"     I nearly jumped and touched the sky when I saw how awesome the Chopper was. The blue and black ride towered over us and it's carts whizzed above us, twisting upside down. Asahi almost dropped his ice cream at the sight. "Uh-uh," he shook his head "no." "Fine you big wuss, I'll go by myself," I stomped off, hoping he'd follow. "Ah no! You'll die!!!" Asahi wailed.     The line was incredibly long, how was I ever going to ride this before the park closes? I groaned as snotty kids cried and screamed. Wasn't this an adult ride? Ughhhh. Where were Daichi and Suga when you needed them? They would scold these Satan spawns until their pants dampened. It felt like hours of a wait but eventually I found myself at the gate. Confidently I strode to the ride, but was stopped by the operator's outstretched arm. "Hold it there kid, you're not tall enough," He laughed, "you can't ride unless you have an adult with you." "WHAT?!! BUT I JUST STOOD IN LINE FOR 2 FLIPPING HOURS!!!" I protested loudly. "Too bad, you're holding up the line," he snapped and shoved me back.         Kids and parents laughed as I stomped off. One of them said "That's one angry midget." I'll show em angry midget! I need an adult, that is so ridiculous! Wait, I have a plan. I came out to see Asahi bawling while Suga and Daichi patted him on the back. "What's the matter you big dope?" I asked as I approached them.     Asahi jerked up and flung his arms around me. "I thought you weren't going to make it Noya," he sniffled as he began to suffocate me in his tight embrace. "I might not make it because of you," I managed to grunt. "Oh stop it you two. Noya, how was the ride?" Suga wondered. "THEY SAID I WAS TOO SHORT GOD DAMN IT!" I shouted furiously. "Well that's not fair," Asahi pointed out. "They said I couldn't go without an adult and I was thinking y- "Absolutely not, don't put Asahi through that. You know he's afraid of heights," Daichi warned. "Daichi and I are going, so maybe you can come along?" Suga offered while  Daichi shook his head 'no'. "PLEASEEEE!!!" I begged him imploringly. "Fine," he sighed, getting a concerned glance from Daichi. "Sure, I'd love to," I didn't hesitate. "Oh fine I'll go," Asahi sighed.   "You sure?" Suga pressed. "I'm sure," he grinned nervously. "Let's go!" I declared and dashed to the line.     They followed up and we stalled in line as it stayed put. Daichi and Suga eyed us disapprovingly as I teased the children in front of us and Asahi began to become an apologetic mess. The parents glared and shuffled their kids forward, away from us. "Next!" The grouchy guy yelled at us, after an hour of waiting. "FINALLY!" I cheered. "Yeah, yeah kid. You better go on before I tell your dad on you," he scowled, "You're a real sn-     He trailed off at the sight of Asahi looming over the conductor, appearing unintentionally terrorizing. The conductor nodded grimly and let us pass. My hands shook in utter excitement as I saw the wicked ride in front of us. Asahi began to quiver as we sat in the two-seater ride. Our legs dangled from where we sat. The guy came and tightened our restraints. "You ready?" I squealed. "Not entirely," Asahi croaked.   "It's not too late to back out," Suga called from his car with Daichi. "Come on Asahi! Don't leave me," I whined, kicking my legs. "Noya," he groaned, "Okay fine." "Alright folks, the ride is now in motion," the voice boomed from the intercom as the ride jerked forward.       The Chopper began to lift us off the ground, aiming our gazes above us to see the back of the cart that Daichi and Suga. My stomach lurched as it felt like my insides were sliding into my throat. Asahi grunted in discomfort. The ride then came to a dead stop as we hovered above the whole park. It felt as if our toes could touch the clouds. Oh no.    With an ear-splitting screech, our cart was dropped backward like a pendulum swinging in a clock, back and forth. The motion was non-stop and I heard Asahi puking out his insides. I screamed with half-thrill and half-fear, fear of falling. Daichi and Suga yelled while laughing insanely as our bodies were thrown back and forth. Someone stop this thing! Everything was a blur and I thought it couldn't be any worse but I was wrong. Suddenly the cart twisted and spun around as we swung back and forth. What the hell? How was this possible? I strained to see Asahi passed out as I clung to the ride. Uh-oh. Daichi and Suga were now facing us, their faces full of joy. How could they be so happy? This was scary!   After a few agonizing minutes, the ride slurred and slowed it's pace. Our carts stopped spinning and I jabbed Asahi roughly. His head jerked up and his huge, chocolate eyes opened in an instant. Thank the Lord. "Wow Asahi you really took the blow!" Suga joked after their restraints had been lifted. "What?" Asahi grunted in confusion and stared at us blankly. "Haha wow, he doesn't remember," I laughed nervously. "Oh yeah! I'm never doing that again," he told me with a serious tone. "Sure you w- "Wow you actually rode on this?! That's super brave!" A girl approached us as we walked out.    Oh great, I thought sarcastically. Asahi then disregarded her and turned to me. "Ready to go son?" He grabbed my hand tightly. "Sure daddy!" I smirked and gladly accepted his gesture.     We strode off and left her in the dust. What a good day? I'm never too short to ride, especially with this gentle giant by my side!