#i'll pay you in uhh.. compliments

[nonotnolan]

Group Project

"I don't care if most people skip this step," Aiden said, taking a pre-swap photo with Nathan. "I still don't completely trust Swapper technology, just... I don't have many other options. Professor Carmichael has been riding our asses all semester, and this damn group project is worth 50% of my grade. I, uhh... I appreciate you doing this for me."

"You're the one paying me," Nathan said, grinning into the mirror with two thumbs up. "As long as you follow the basic rules, I don't really care what sort of extra safeguards you want to throw in. And don't worry, I think it's cute. Commencing swap... now."

Aiden barely had time to panic before he found himself staring up into his former face. The biggest shock was feeling Nathan's coiffed hair brushing against his forehead. The nerd came well recommended by Frat Row-- at this point, he probably spent more time outside of his body than inside of it. Certainly it hadn't been Nathan spending time at the gym to earn these arms. He had graduated college last year, but instead of getting a full time job, he hired out his services to anyone who needed to pass tests or make presentations. At $500 per swap, the legality was the only barrier to making it into a career. "So, you remember the rules, right?" said Aiden's body.

Hearing his voice like that was incredibly odd. "Yeah, we've got to stay swapped for 48 hours or else the Campus safety test will know we used our Swappers. You aren't liable if you get caught, I already paid you up front, no refunds. We had to jailbreak our Swappers to override the 12 hour standard limit, so I'll get arrested if I try to contact customer service. Anything else I'm missing?"

"No hard drugs, but any amount of sex and alcohol is fair game," Nathan said, as he reached into Aiden's waistband to fondle his new package. "Nice dick, my guy," he said, giving him another thumbs up. "That's gotta be, what... at least seven inches?"

Aiden blushed, deeply embarrassed to see his body acting so corny. "A bit under seven and a half, yeah," he said. "Aa-anyway, I'll be at the house if you need me."

"Have fun," Nathan said, giving him an exaggerated wink and slapping him on the shoulders. "I've swapped with several of your brothers. I know you're gonna have a good time."

Preston was outside, taking advantage of one of the last warm afternoons before fall turned into winter. "Damn, bro, you hired Nathan? Looks like someone was worried about failing their classes. So, who are you?"

"It's Aiden," I said, feeling very self conscious about my newer, frailer body as I found myself staring at Preston's hairy chest.

He just laughed. "Wait, Aiden? I didn't even know you had a Swapper! Damn, dude, you must be desperate to pass."

"I... yeah," I said, avoiding eye contact. Was Nathan a gay man? That was fine if he was, just... did that sort of thing stick to the body? He'd never really noticed the cleft of Preston's chin before, but he was-- Nathan's body was-- incredibly horny.

"A word of advice, Newbie," he said, sitting down his book. "Most of the Swapper nerds, or at least the ones worth hiring? They're gay men. Don't try to fight it. Just enjoy the ride. You'll be back to your no-homo self in 48 hours." He flexed his chest, letting his pecs bounce. "Or maybe you'll be a bit more worldly," he said, laughing as Aiden tried not to sneak a glance. "Getting a compliment from a gay dude feels real good."

Aiden practically sprinted toward the main doors, eager to escape the awkward situation. "Yeah I'll keep that in mind thanks bye," he muttered, cursing Nathan's gym shorts and their inability to hide an erection.

"Well, damn bro, look who it is! Someone hired Nathan!"

Sitting over in the lobby were two other guys who were using their Swappers for the weekend. The guy in black was probably Carter-- the dude had a lot of Puma gear, and it was possible he'd changed shirts at some point. Besides, it was hard to imagine anyone else scowling that hard. The blonde guy, however... that could be anyone.

"Uhh, hey... guys..." Aiden said, quickly learning that Nathan had a foot fetish. "You, uhhh... you also have a group project tomorrow or something?"

The blonde guy just laughed, closing his laptop as he stood up. "Oh, I've got a group project in mind, alright. I was just telling Carter here, even though both of us look like twinks, neither one of us are really bottoms. But with Nathan's body here, well... I think that solves our problem. Don't you?"

He nodded, following wordlessly after the two men as they entered the nearby library room for more privacy. Just enjoy the ride, Preston had said. Aiden suspected he was going to be doing a lot of riding tonight.

[xetswan]

The Hunger Games- The Protector: Chapter Three, The Interview

(Peeta Mellark x Reader)

[two] [three] [four]

"Throw the metal thing over there." I nudge Peeta. He gives me a dirty look.

"What? No. Haymitch said we're not supposed to show our skills." He argues with me, I roll my eyes.

"Those guys are looking at you like you're a meal, throw it." I ignore what he said about Haymitch. The blond glances over to the guys, defeated he does as I say.

I see the Careers grow impressed and I walk away with a tiny smirk. If anything Peeta can ally up with them, make it far in the Games.

I walk away, going to the spears. I probably shouldn't but I need to see what I'm possibly working with. I picked it up. It was hefty, obviously better than anything I've ever had hunting with Gale and Katniss.

I swing it around, stabbing the air. It wasn't something I wanted to work with. I placed it back moving along to the other weapons. The knives were nice, easy to throw. I'll have to make sure I get a few in the Game.

I bite the inside of my cheek, walking around, observing the others and how they fight.

Districts 1 and 2 being slight show offs. Not surprising though.

I spot Peeta in the camouflage station, raising a brow as I walk over to him. "Hi." I speak up. "Hey." He mutters, doing some final touches.

"How did you do that?" I ask him, admiring the work. "I uhh, I used to decorate cakes down at the bakery. I'll show you." He goes next to the tree, showing how similar it is. "See?"

"Wow, that's amazing." I compliment him. "Yeah, thanks. Hey, I think you have a shadow." He directs my focus over to the little girl from 11, who I found out is named Rue. She hides behind a pillar.

I give her a small wave. I don't know how anyone could kill her. The thought brings me back to the whole point of why we're here. My chest tightens.

"Tomorrow they'll bring you in one by one and evaluate you. This is important because higher ratings will mean sponsors. This is the time to show them everything. There'll be a bow, make sure you use it-"

"Haymitch, I told you I'm not the best with a bow." I stop him, he sighs and looks at me. "Peeta said otherwise yesterday, just try, sweetheart." He then continues on with what he was talking about as I slump down.

"Peeta, you make sure to show your strength. They'll start with District 1 so the two of you will go last. I don't know how else to put this. Make sure they remember you." He instructs us. The two of us look at each other then back to our mentor. Nodding to let him know we understand.

We've now been waiting in the Training Center for our evaluation. It's been a while and while each person goes in I wonder what they showed them.

How will I compete against any of them? Would I even want a high score? If I get a high score that means that the rest of the districts are going to target me as being lethal.

Wanting to get me first. But if I get too low that shows me as weak, they might want to get my kill over with but that also means I can act weak and they won't know my true strengths. Less sponsors as well. I need the sponsors though. I'll just listen to Haymitch...

"[Name] Everdeen." The caller announces my name and my breathing hitches in my throat.

Immediately I feel like I'm going to throw up as I stand up. "Hey, [Name]. You got this. Shoot straight." He encourages me, I nod my head as I enter the room where the Gamemakers have been. I observe them, they're obviously bored.

I grab a bow and arrow.

"[Name] Everdeen. District 12." I announce myself, getting into position. I pull the arrow back then release but I miss the center.

I hear the Gamemakers laugh, turning away from me. I grab another arrow hitting the center then another that hits the other one, splitting it right in the middle.

When I faced the men above me nobody was paying attention. I breathe heavily, the adrenaline in my body coming out. I notice the roast pig on their table. An apple in its mouth.

I think about Katniss. How she taught me to aim for the squirrel's eyes. How she told me I was getting better and better.

How I knew if she was in my spot she would because sometimes she makes reckless decisions. But it's okay because I was there to protect her. If I do this though, who would be there to protect me?

"Hey, hey, who ordered this pig?" Seneca Crane questions the other men as they begin to crowd it and I knew this is the one chance I had to do something reckless.

Without giving much thought I quickly pulled the arrow back and shot the apple. The Gamemakers stare at me in shock.

I take a bow, "thank you for your consideration." I place the bow and arrows back. Leaving the room.

Oh god, why did I actually do it? How stupid am I? My family could get hurt. Prim, Katniss, Zayden. Oh god, oh god.

I ran to a trash can as the adrenaline left my body and so did the food I ate this morning.

"Hey, what happened?" A voice asks me after I finish throwing up. I lean my arms against the sides.

"Haymitch?" I mutter out. "It's me. Why are you throwing up." He helps me stand up correctly. "I did something so stupid." I hide my face in my hands. We begin to walk away so no one can hear what I did.

I explain how I missed the first shot and when I did the second and third they weren't paying attention, I got mad so I shot the apple. He was quiet the whole time I spoke. But when I was done he began to laugh. I furrowed my brows. "What's funny about that? They could hurt my family." I exclaim.

"[Name], they would've told you that. They let you walk out. That's nice shooting." He nudges me and I roll my eyes. "I can't believe I missed the first one." I frowned.

"Are you crazy?" Effie yells at me, pacing back and forth. "I just got mad." I mumble. "Mad? You realize that your actions reflect badly on all of us. Not just you." She tells me but Cinna steps in. "They just want a good show. It's fine." He assures her.

"How about it's just bad manners, Cinna! How about that?" Effie huffs. Haymitch walks downstairs to meet where we all are.

"Well, finally! I hope you noticed we have a serious situation." She seems glad the blond is there, not knowing we already talked about this and it seems he wants to feed in her frustration, acting as if he wasn't there to console me earlier.

"Nice shooting, sweetheart. What did they do when you shot the apple?" He smirks, joining me on the couch. "They looked pretty startled." I tell them.

"Oh? Now, what did you say, "thanks for...?" He laughs. "Your consideration." I joined him.

"Genius! Genius." He claps his hands and then points at me.

"I don't think we're gonna find this funny if the Gamemakers decide to take it out..." Effie's sentence quiets down.

"On who? On her? On him? I think they already have. Loosen your corset, have a drink. I would have given anything to see it." Haymitch tells her in all seriousness.

The television turns on, cutting off our conversation. Caesar Flickerman pops up on the screen.

"As you know the Tributes were rated on a scale of 1 to 12 after three days of careful evaluation. The Gamemakers would like to acknowledge... From district 1, Marvel with a score of 9. Cato with a score of 10, Clove with a score of 10." And so on and so on. The only one I really paid attention to is Rue, she got a pretty high score for her age, it being 7. Then it gets to 12.

"From District 12, Peeta Mellark with a score of 8." Caesar's voice says.

"Peeta!" Effie says excitedly.

"Bravo." Haymitch nods his head to the blond.

"That's great Peeta." I tell him.

"And finally," I sit up straighter. "From district 12, [Name] Everdeen, with a score of... 11." My jaw drops.

"[Name]!" Portia, Peeta's stylist exclaims.

"Outstanding." Cinna says. Effie lets out a whoops.

"Congratulations." Peeta smiles and I thank him.

"I thought they hated me." I let out a breath I didn't think I was holding.

"They must have liked your guts."

"To [Name], the protector from district 12!" Cinna pulls me into his arms.

That's the nickname I got from the Capitol and Caesar Flickman. Being a protector of my cousins. Also showing clips of me in the Training Center when I did small things for Peeta. A little excessive but if it helps me get sponsors.

"She's staring at all my jewels. She cannot take her eyes off them. Frankly it was rude." Portia was complaining about some lady, it was getting annoying listening to these people's problems while in my district we're struggling to even live. These people complain about how a color is out of place somewhere.

"Oh, Haymitch. You should join us. We're having some of your favorite dinner." Effie waves over the drunk man, I tilt my head to the side. Wondering why Effie knows that.

"Oh, lovely." Haymitch hums, joining us at the table. "Where's Peeta?" I ask.

"He's in his room. Now listen. Tomorrow's the last day. And they let us work our own tributes right before the Games so you and I will be going down at 9." He explains to me.

"What about Peeta?" I question, not understanding why we're talking without him.

"He says he wants to be trained on his own from now on." He tells me, I felt my heart sink a little bit. Separate? It was just getting easier knowing I had him by my side.

At least making it a little farther in the games. Maybe even survive off of each other. Even though at the end it would be inevitable to fight we could've let nature take its course. I don't know.

That's dumb to even think. He's probably right about making it separate. Not having us depend on each other and get too emotionally attached to die at the end.

"I don't understand... I mean I do. Only one winner in the end." I try to force out a smile.

"We should have chocolate covered strawberries." Effie switches the subject once the atmosphere gets too serious. I was a little grateful.

"Oh my, yes." Portia claps. "Please." Cinna digs in as well. I sit there silently, thinking about Peeta. I shouldn't have been so nice these past few days.

"Thank you! Thank you! Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome to the 74th annual Hunger Games! Now in 5 minutes, they're all going to be out here. All of the Tributes that you've heard about. Are you excited? Let me hear it!" Caesar Flickerman announces and I look up to Cinna with wide eyes.

"Amazing." He says in a hushed voice, admiring his work. "I don't feel amazing." I hold myself.

"Don't you know how beautiful you look?" He asks with a smile.

"I mean I am sure I am because of you. But I just have this feeling that no one is going to like me, what if I mess up? Say the wrong thing?" I begin to panic, holding my chest now.

"You made me like you. You're a natural with people." He attempts to assure me but I shake my head.

"Out there I have to... try..." I slump my shoulders. I'm just glad I'm the last district because I'm not ready to go out there.

"[Name], you don't have to try as hard as you think. I'll be there the whole time. Pretend that you're talking to me, okay?" He places a hand on my shoulder. I think about it before nodding my head. "Okay."

I glanced in the mirror in front of me, I wore gold makeup, red blush that would make you think I was sunburnt.

My dress was black with gold shimmers around the neckline and then at the bottom. If I twirled it the bottom would ignite in flames. It was beautiful.

"From District 12, you know her as the Protector, and girl on fire! Well, we know her as the lovely [Name] Everdeen!" Caesar shouts and I walk across the stage, it was larger than I thought it was going to be.

I waved to the crowd, forcing a large grin on my face. Thinking about happy moments back home to make it more genuine.

"Welcome! Welcome. Well, that was quite an entrance you made the other day." He says and I nod my head.

"I know it was very electrifying. Feeling everyone's excitement about our outfits." I try not to seem like I was out of breath due to my anxiety. "And being on fire I mean, I was worried somehow due the adrenaline I wasn't feeling the burn." I chuckle as he seems to force out this laugh kind of surprising me.

"When you came out of that chariot, I have to say my heart stopped. Did  any of you experience this as well? My heart stopped." He asks the crowd who agree with him. "So did mine."

"Now, tell me about the flames. Were they real?" He switches to the next question. I look over to Cinna who nods his head.

"Yes, I'm wearing them today. Would you like to see?" I ask. "Wait, wait, wait. Is it safe?" He nervously laughs. "Of course."

"What do you think, folks?" The crowd screams in response.

"Ha ha ha, I think that's a yes!" The both of us stand up, his off to the side. I go away from the chairs and begin to twirl around, the flames coming out. I hear the crowd cheer so I start to slow down but in heels it's a little difficult. Caesar helps me balance.

"Woah, steady! Lovely, thank you. That was really something. Thank you for that." He says as we sit back down.

"I have one more question for you. It's about your cousins. You seem to have some protector energy. We were all very moved. I think, when you volunteered for her at the Reaping. Did they come say goodbye to you?" He asks, my chest tightens thinking about them. I take a breath before speaking.

"Yes, they did."

"They did, and what did you say to them in the end?" He quizzes, I look to Cinna again. I didn't want to tell him something so personal and vulnerable but with Cinna. I can so I need to focus on him.

"I told them that I would try to win. That I will give my all to come back home to them." I say .

"Of course you did. And try you will. Ladies and gentlemen, from District 12, [Name] Everdeen, The Protector!" I wave them goodbye, hurriedly but in the same slowly leaving the stage.

"You did it, darling. That was incredible." Effie pulls me towards her. "Thank you." I give a polite smile.

"Nice job, sweetheart." Haymitch tells me. "Thank you." I repeat. "Nice dress, too." He then whispers to Effie. "Not yours."

"Please welcome, Peeta Mellark! Peeta, welcome. How are you finding the Capitol? Don't say "with a map." Caesar laughs.

"It's different. Very different from back home." Peeta answers. "Different? In what way? Give us an example." The host questions, looking very interested. "Uh okay, well, the showers here are weird."

"The showers?" He's surprised by the boy's answer. "Yes."

"Do we have different showers?" Caesar asks, looking at the crowd who are shocked as well. "I have a question for you, Caesar. Do I smell like roses to you? Take a whiff." Peeta scoots closer to Caesar who's hesitant. "Um, alright?"

"Hmm... yes. Do I smell like it?" I fold my arms, feeling a little cold as I listen to this. Watching on one of the screens.

"You definitely smell better than I do." The crowd's laughs make me a little self conscious about my interview now. Feeling like I bombed it. "Well, I've lived here longer." Caesar points out. "That makes sense."

"Very funny. So, Peeta tell me. Is there a special girl back home?" He grows serious asking this question as if it was very important to him.

"No. No, not really." Peeta shakes his head. "No? I don't believe it for a second. Look at that face. Handsome man like you. Peeta... tell me." Caesar denies what he's been told, so shocked about it. I step a bit closer to the screen.

"Well, there is this one girl that I've had a crush on forever now." He says, the crowd all "awes"

"But I don't think she actually recognized me until the Reaping."

"Well, I'll tell you what, Peeta. You go out there and you win this thing, and when you get home, she'll have to go out with you." Caesar advises him.

"Thanks, but, I don't think winnings gonna help me at all." The three stylists behind me feel for him as I just stare at the screen. "Why not?"

"Because she came here with me." Peeta says and I feel like my world just got dizzy. How... How could he say that? Use that in something like this? I look back to Haymitch who has his hands up defensively.

"Well, that's bad luck." Caesar frowns. "Yeah it is." Peeta agrees. "And I wish you all the best of luck." Caesar tells him.

Peeta thanks him, he leaves the stage and I go up to him.

"What the hell, Peeta? Why lie and put me into it!?" I pin him against the wall.

"You say you want to train alone, I understand that but then you drag me into some love story that's not even real!? What if I had feelings for you as well? Huh? You put it out there during our last days! And not even to my face!" I angrily shout in his face.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Haymitch pulls me away from him. "No! I want to know!" I scream.

"He did you a favor." Haymitch tells me and I huff. "He did something stupid. I don't care if it helps. I should've known beforehand if that's the play we're using." I glare at my mentor who sighs.

"It helps that you didn't know. You could've slipped up. You seem to be very anxious even under all that pride. He made you look desirable, sweetheart." He explained to me but I just scoffed.

"He's right, [Name]." Cinna jumps into the conversation.

"Of course I'm right. Now I can sell the star crossed lovers from District 12." Haymitch smirks. "We are not star crossed lovers." I argue.

"It's a television show! And being in love with that boy might just get you sponsors, which could save your damn life. Ok. Why don't you get out of here. Maybe I can deliver you both in one piece tomorrow." Haymitch points out of here. Peeta already left with his stylist. I shake my head in disbelief.

"Manners." I hear Effie whisper as I walk away.

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[mariondeux]

hello! i was wondering if i could request madara with a shy reader who doesn’t have a lot of self confidence. he encourages them with praise to try and help them be more confident, but he notices how they react and realizes that oh… they have a praise kink… and things escalate from there! also if you could include a uhh size difference kink in there (where reader is a lot shorter than madara) that would be cool too! thanks so much!

— SYNOPSIS ; Taking some time to observe and realize the fact that you had a praise kink, he takes advantage of that and makes sure you’re on cloud nine.

CW ; SEMI-NSFW, Praise kink, size difference

WORD COUNT ; 557

PAIRING ; Madara Mikejima x Short!GN!Reader

A/N ; I love Madara’s character so much! Although figuring out dialogue for him is a bit hard..

There was no way Madara could ever doubt his love for you. 

He made sure to compliment you nearly every day because he was aware that you lacked confidence. He praised every minor and significant accomplishment you made, complemented your stunning appearance, and did so much more. 

He first didn't pay much attention to it, but as the weeks passed and the two of you started to develop a relationship, he began to take notice of how you responded to his praise in contrast to that of others. like how you would react to him much more strongly.

He only realized you have a praise kink after taking the time to observe you. 

He thus exploited that opportunity when you two were alone together.

“Been working hard, darling? You’re so good at what you do,” Madara chuckled, placing a hand on your shoulder. His thumb lightly rubbed your shoulder, and as a result of the complement and the contact, you felt heat rising from below and your face flared up.

“T-Thank you, Madara! I was actually just about to take a break..” You swallowed, working up the courage as you closed your laptop, “Wanna go out with me to get a drink?”

Madara nodded, “We can, but..”

You felt your hope deter just a bit..

“I was actually thinking of something else that I’d love to do with my dearest,” Madara's hand rose to cup your face, his thumb brushing over the bottom of your lip

Your mind was running at a thousand miles per hour you nearly malfunctioned. 

“Like.. what?”

He pulled you up from your seat with such ease that he leaned down and kissed you. He bent down to keep his lips on yours for a little while longer before releasing them and had you wrap your legs around his waist.

“You’re so small under me, you’re like a fragile little doll,” He pressed kisses along your collarbone, “So cute.”

You hadn't planned on Madara praising you in such an intimate way or becoming so close to you in this way. While trying to hold back an embarrassing whine in response to his gestures, you had the feeling that you were in heaven.

“Madara.. I love you!” You gasped as his hands slid down your body and he softly nipped your skin, grasping at his arms. He felt you up while caressing you and slipping his hands beneath your shirt.

“Please.. Make me yours.”

“You should’ve said so sooner that you had a praise kink! You’re so adorable when you look like this, red and writhing each time I praise you..” Your torso was no longer in his hands; instead, he carefully undressed you and left a pile of clothing right next to the two of you.

“But that’s so.. embarrassing! I don’t think I could ever work up the courage to tell you that..” You weren’t even sure how he found out, did you make it obvious whenever he praised you? God, that just makes it worse.

“You were obvious..” Madara knelt down, and because of his height, he was perfectly positioned right at your pelvis. “Don't worry, my love; I'll make you feel so amazing that you won't regret it.”

Although you still feel ashamed, you bit your lip as he kissed your inner thigh and hoped he would keep his word.

[omnidemidisaster]

Kevin x Goth Girl Reader

Request!!! CW: Cigarettes/Smoking. Also I know the request never said anything about Goth reader, I still like that opposites dynamic so. Also I love bratty bitch reader LMAO.

Y/f/c = Your favorite color

"Black Licorice"

Y/n sat on the curb in front of the Candy Club, smoking a cigarette and watching cars drive past. You constantly heard the Candy Club bell ring, so once you heard it again you didn't pay any mind.

Until..

"Uhm, Mam, can you not smoke right here? Dear lord its giving me a headache" A certain Candy Club member said, an annoyed tone lace with their words.

"Sorry Kev, but I don't think I wanna move" You spat at Kevin, turning around to face him. Kevin sighed heavily. "Mam please, this is the third time this week"

You smirked and tapped a bit of ash off the cigarette. "Well how about you make me" You teased. Kevin rolled his eyes, wishing that he wasn't in this conversation in the first place.

"Fine, what do you want?" He asked. You thought about it. He was confused, expecting something typical like free candy or something. Nope. He wasn't expecting what came out your lips.

"I want your number" You said. Kevin stepped back a little in surprise. "My number?" He asked, extremely confused. "Yea. Give me your number and I'll stop smoking here"

Kevin stood there for a few seconds. He sighed and walked into the store to find a sheet of paper. He took a piece of candy, opened the candy wrapper and popped the candy in his mouth.

Instead of trashing the wrapper, he grabbed a pen, laid the tiny paper wrapper put and wrote his number. He walked back out, seeing you still sitting there, awaiting him.

He handed you the wrapper begrudgingly. You smirked and put the number in your jacket pocket. You stood up, patted the dirt off your clothes.

"Thanks Candy Man" You teased, putting extra emphasis on Candy Man. You started to walk away, leaving Kevin just standing in the dark.

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A week later

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Kevin waited at the counter, humming a tune to himself. The bell alerted him, causing him to look over. He was met with a familiar face.

"Hey Candy Man"

Kevin cursed under his breath. "What are you doing here?" He asked, a bit of anger laced in his tone. "I said I would stop smoking here, never said I would stop coming here" You said, walking around the store.

Kevin sighed. He watched you as you looked at the candy in the store. He couldn't help but just look at you. He thought it was just to stare daggers at you, but something about you made him want to look at you.

Its just out of annoyance, right? I mean look at your stupid jacket with those cool looking patches. And that pretty (y/f/c) dyed hair didn't look good on you. And your makeup looks too pretty on you.

Wait....

He didn't think you were pretty, right? He couldn't have. You were the annoying bitch who smoked and asked for something just to leave.

All of a sudden a clank against the glass caused him to wake up from his random day dream. "Uhh Candy Man? You good?" You asked, laughing a bit at him.

"Shut up" He mumbled, scanning the items. You laughed and pulled out your phone. You scrolled mindlessly, unaware of Kevin looking over. He saw you were texting a friend and something told him to read.

"Yooo I'm at the candy store. Want anything?"

"Sure, they got red hots? Also ain't that the same place you met that guy?"

"Who Kevin?

"Yeah. Hes pretty cute tbh"

"Didn't he tell you off LMAO"

"Shut up lol. Man idc I've had worse thrown at me"

"Dont remind me"

"Your so sensitive bro that happened to ME"

His eyes reread the sentence "Hes pretty cute". So thats what you thought of him.

He pushed the bag of candy to you, causing you to look up at him. He took another look at you again. Dark and (y/f/c) dyed hair, dark makeup that compliments your face, your charming eyes.

Gothic beauty. That goth beauty thought him, a socially anxious college kid who works at a damn candy store, was cute.

"Kevin?"

That jolted him out his head. "You've been staring more often. What's with you hm? Weirdo" You teased, grabbing the bag and handing over a wad of cash. He reached for it, your hands bumping together.

Your hand was softer and smaller than his. Kevin tried not to think about it while counting the cash and getting change. Kevin wanted to say something to you. No matter how hard he thought though, he didn't think of anything.

"Yo, candy man, when do you clock out?" You asked, looking at your painted nails. "Uh- 1 am...Why?" He questioned. "Was thinking maybe we could go get some burgers and shakes from Burger Queen when you clock out"

His eyes widened. Why are you asking him out? Didn't you just jab at him a second ago? "Uhm...Like a...Like a uhm.." You snickered at him. "Like a date. Not the most romantic but hey I don't get a good paycheck till next week"

He stuttered before blurting out "YES", startling the hell out of you. His hands clapped over his mouth. "S-Sorry" He said, mumbling into his hands.

You laughed at his reaction. "Its 12:06 right now, want me to stay til you get out?" You asked. "If...if you want" Kevin mumbled. "Then Ima sit right here with ya"

You looked for an empty place on the ground where you would be out the way. Kevin noticed you looking around for a seat. He went to the back and brought out a milk crate. Sure it isn't the most comfortable but it was better than the floor.

You sat down on the crate, getting comfortable. You were going to stay for nearly an hour, might as well get comfortable.

Kevin was now suddenly wanting his shift to end quicker than usual.

[talksliketherain]

Rowan Laslow - Hurt

Background- Rowan and Y/n have been best friends forever and they both have feelings for one another but are oblivious to it. Recently he's been going to Nightshade meetings more often, leaving y/n alone to fill her own time.

Not proof read!! Please do not post my work to any other sites or steal it!! If you have any requests dm me!

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Third person Pov-

Y/n and Rowan sat in his dorm, finishing up their project for botany. Rowan hated botany. He had no special interest in plants or flowers or nature of any sort. But he knew y/n did. He looked up at her, observing her squinting her eyes in focus at the drawing she had been working on.

The two had practically grown up together. Before Rowan's mother died, she was best friends with Y/n's aunt, who y/n lived with. After his mother died he began spending a lot more time at the L/n household. His father wasn't too interested in what Rowan did, and kind of detested him because of how much he resembled his mom.

Nevertheless, Y/n and her aunt took Rowan in. He even had his own room at their house.

At about age 13, he began to realize he was deeply in love with her. Since he practically lived with her he got to see all sides of her. This included seeing her sob after her first heartbreak, laugh until she couldn't breathe, and get so mad to the point where she was quite literally red in the face.

He adored every side. He adored everything about her.

He snapped back into reality, hearing her call his name in that voice that drove him nuts.

"Rowan?" she asked, trying to get his attention.

He mentally screamed at the sound of her saying his name.

"Sorry what?"

"I asked what you think about the drawing."

"Oh. Sorry."

He turned his head to observe the picture. They were assigned a tiger lily. His mouth opened a little bit. The drawing was perfect.

"Wow. That's really good. You're gonna give Xavier a run for his money."

Y/n blushed at the compliment. She had been doing her best at trying to make the drawing look as good as possible. She didn't want rowan to think she was incapable.

Just recently she had caught feelings for the Laslow boy. She never really paid him much mind before until earlier in the year. She saw him get hurt during fencing and went with him to the nurse's office. Seeing him there with his hair perfectly parted to the side, glasses sitting perfectly on his nose, and sleeves rolled up a little made her want to die. She thought back to that moment at least twice a day.

She tried forgetting about the skip in her heart when she saw him at that moment, but couldn't push it out of her head. About two weeks ago, she realized she was madly in love with him and gave in to her feelings.

"Thanks, Row. Now I just have to color it in." She looked up at him, sucking in a breath realizing how close they were.

"I could do that part. I mean you pretty much just did the whole thing." he chuckled.

"Uhh. Okay yeah, go ahead."

"Great. I'll finish it before it's due next Monday."

Rowan suddenly realized how close he was to the girl. He didn't want to be weird, so he scooted back as subtly as possible when he put the drawing in his bag.

Y/n frowned at the movement. She had thought that just maybe he was that close on purpose. Guess he was too close for comfort.

Rowan had taken off his jacket and was just in his button-up and vest. Y/n watched his back muscles contract as he leaned down to put his stuff away. Fencing sure did pay off.

He sat up and caught the girl zoned out, staring at his back.

"...You okay?"

"Wha- uh yeah. I'm great. Fantastic actually", Y/n said, hoping it wasn't too noticeable that she was staring at him.

He nodded and picked his bag up, slinging it over his shoulder. Y/n knew what was coming. The two had this unspoken thing with each other where they gave a hug whenever the other left. Recently she had been dreading this. Every touch they shared sent an electric pulse through her body.

She sighed, looking up at him with a sad face.

"Do you have to go?"

Rowan looked down to hide the crimson blush that he could feel spread across his face. They used to hang out all the time, but ever since Rowan joined the Nightshades he had been spending less and less time with the girl. In his defense, he was working on building up the courage to ask the others if she could join. Until then, he had to keep it a secret from you. He didn't know why he was so nervous. They all loved you anyway.

"Yeahhh. Xavier needed me to tutor him for algebra."

"Ah. Okay. Well..bye."

She stood up and mentally prepared herself for what was to come.

When did he get so tall?

He pulled her in, wrapping his arms around her neck. She wrapped hers around his waist, face right in his chest. They stood there for a moment just holding each other.

They both inhaled. As y/n took in the smell of Rowan's light cologne mixed with fresh cold air, he took in the smell of her green apple shampoo and conditioner. Her hair products frequently changed, so he was always excited to see what she chose this time.

Even though they both grew extremely nervous about this hug every time it came, it was addicting. Neither of them could get enough. It was like an excuse just to touch each other based on a tradition from when they were kids. They both mentally cursed and thanked their past kid selves for it. It had grown to mean so much more.

"Sure you don't wanna stay? I'm gonna sneak out and go into Jericho for some coffee and snacks.."

Rowan tried to think of an excuse. He felt bad for ditching their usual hang-out together (again..), but this was the meeting he would ask if she could join. They would finally be able to join each other again.

"I can't. His test is coming up soon. No time to waste."

"Right. Okay. Bye Rowan."

"Bye Y/n"

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Rowan closed the door behind him and immediately felt sick. He knew Y/n was upset with him, but it would all be worth it after tonight.

But he just kept thinking.

Maybe if you got the courage to ask sooner you wouldn't have to feel this way, and she wouldn't be upset.

No. What's done is done. No point in feeling bad about it now. It wasn't like waiting an extra day was gonna kill her.

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Y/n pulled her jacket on and grabbed her wallet in a huff. She knew Rowan wasn't tutoring Xavier for algebra tonight. Xavier was in geometry with her, and their test was yesterday.

Knowing he lied to her angered Y/n. Why would he be ditching her like this? What if there was a girl?

She shook her head trying to shake off the thought of Rowan being in love with someone else. Whatever. Maybe a latte and some chips would get her mind off of this.

She snuck out of the school doors, shivering once she felt the breeze hit her. She knew she should have grabbed Rowan's hoodie he had given her instead but was too stubborn to wear something of his right now when he had pissed her off so badly.

She began heading through the woods, observing her surroundings. She had always felt one with nature. It was peaceful to her.

As her journey continued, she didn't make it too far in before she heard a low growl.

"Enid?" she asked wearily.

Enid was always messing around with her like this. Even though she hadn't wolfed out yet, she had still always had a knack for growling and scaring the girl.

She heard it again.

"Enid come on this isn't funny. Come out!" she demanded.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as a strange creature crawled out of the darkness.

Y/n immediately started sprinting back toward the school. She had almost reached the front lawn when she felt her legs give out from under her. She was pulled back by her leg and flipped over until she felt the violent stabbing pain of the creature clawing open the skin on her chest and legs. She screamed as loud as she could, hoping someone would find her and come help. Her adrenaline got the best of her, as she was frozen in shock and fear. She suddenly snapped back to reality when the monster had finished with her.

She felt the burning of the wounds and the wetness of the blood seeping through her clothes in the cold night air. She couldn't scream anymore, and the blood rushing out of her drained her energy. She reached down and slowly pulled out her phone, pressing Rowan's contact to call him. Even though she had been mad, she needed him right now, and he was the closest thing to family around here.

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Rowan looked down at his phone repeatedly buzzing in her pocket. His face lit up with joy seeing Y/n's contact. He had already asked and received the blessing for her to join the club he was buzzing with excitement. When he asked everyone look at him like he was stupid.

"Dude, why didn't you just ask before? We love having her around. I'm surprised she isn't already one of us." Xavier said.

He got a bunch of different "yeah" and "Duh of course" from the entire group. Easy enough then. He had just sat down and started drinking a mocktail Yoko had made. He was just about to text and ask if he could come to her dorm because he had good news when he got her call.

Rowan picked up the phone and held it to his ear.

"Hey, I was just about t-"

He stopped. He heard sobbing from the girl and immediately stood up, already on edge.

"Y/n what's wrong? Is everything alright?"

"I...need help. Now. Monster...attacked..me... "

"Ooooh My god. Okay. OKAY. IM COMING. Send me your location I'm on my way."

"O...K...." Y/n sobbed.

Rowan hung up and took his robe off. It was time to go. NOW. He didn't even bother explaining to the others. He rushed out and ran towards the location you had sent him.

He made his way toward the edge of the campus lawn, finding you passed out on the grass. Not considering the circumstances, you looked peaceful. Your long eyelashes over top your cheeks and the moonlight above you shone across your face.

But Rowan didn't have time to think about that. He had to act fast.

"Fuck fuck fuck" he quickly used his telekinetic powers to lift you into the air and had you floating behind him as he broke out into a jog to the nurse.

He got to the nurse and quickly explained what happened. The nurse told him to go get her clothes as she tore off the bloodied ones and cleaned the poor girl up.

Rowan rushed down to your dorm and flipped the light on. Yoko was your roommate, and she was still at the meeting so he didn't have to worry about disturbing anyone. He went through the items in your closet, knowing you would want something to be comfortable in. He grabbed a tank top and shorts, knowing you also might not want anything touching your stitched-up wounds.

He grabbed some of your things along the way, knowing you would be spending at least a couple of days in the infirmary. On the way out he spotted his hoodie laying across a chair. He grabbed that too.

Turning the light off and shutting the door, Rowan rushed back, waiting to see what your state was.

He entered the door and handed the nurse your stack of clothes through the curtain. He didn't want to look in and invade your privacy. He tried talking to the nurse through the curtains. He was very impatient.

"How is she? Is she going to be okay? What's going on?" he asked frantically.

"Well she lost a lot of blood, and she's going to need MANY stitches. As of right now, I'm not sure when or if she'll wake up. But ill let you know..." she responded.

He sucked in a breath and held it for a second. This was all his fault. If he asked sooner or left the meeting earlier, or just stayed with you, this would have never happened. He let a single tear roll down his cheek but quickly wiped it away.

For the next couple of hours, all he did was wait. The nurse finally came out.

"She'll make it. But she'll be out for a while. As I said, Miss L/n lost a lot of blood. She's numbed up for now but she'll be in pain for the next few days. If you want you can go check on her. She's cleaned up."

He let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much. Do you mind if I stay with her until she wakes up?"

The nurse smiled at his request. The simple act reminded her that young love still existed. It was a breath of fresh air compared to the cuts and bruises from fights she was constantly healing.

"Go right ahead"

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Y/n woke up dizzy, but stable. She felt sharp pains and something burning all over her. She lifted the hem of her shirt, seeing bloodied stitches all across her abdomen. She pulled down the waistband of her shorts and saw the same thing on her thighs. Same thing on her arms.

At least I'm alive

She looked over to see Rowan sleeping in a chair next to her bedside. A nurse walked over and checked up on her while y/n stared. The nurse glanced up and looked over to see her looking at him so intently.

"Your boyfriend there stayed with you for the past 2 days. He barely leaves your side. Reminds me of how close my husband and I are."

Y/n didn't want to ruin the moment and tell her it wasn't her boyfriend so she just replied "Yeah we're really close."

The nurse walked away. Since she was awake now and Rowan was asleep, it was her turn to watch over him. She looked over all of him, from the freckles on his face to his cupid's bow. She loved every.single.part.

She was still laying down observing his face when he began to stir. His eyes fluttered open and he lifted off his glasses a little bit to rub his eyes before he fully opened them.

"Hey, you're awake! How do you feel?" he asked.

"Fine. Sore. Thank you for saving me."

"It's the least I could do. You're here because of me in the first place."

"Are you kidding? I understand you had things to do. I was going whether you were there or not. This isn't your fault."

"Listen there's something I need to tell you..."

Y/n raised her eyebrow and slightly nodded, telling him to keep going.

"I'm a part of a secret society here called the Nightshades. Recently we've been having more meetings which is why I've had to ditch our usual time together so much. Last night was especially important because...I asked them if you could join. They said yes. So now we can do our usual hangouts again...I mean. Only if you want."

Her eyes widened at the statement.

"Really? Wow. Yeah, I'd love to join. And to think I thought.." she said the last part a little quieter, realizing she ratted herself out.

"You thought what?"

"Well, I knew you weren't tutoring Xavier. He's in my class. I thought. Well, I thought you were ditching me for a girl."

Rowan laughed at the statement, making y/n slightly glare for laughing at her.

"ME?"

He continued laughing but then saw the serious look on her face. He knew it was time. This may ruin their friendship, but holding on to this anymore would make him explode.

"Y/n, the only girl I want in my life is you. I've been in love with you since we were kids. When I saw you laying there, lifeless on the ground, all I could think about was how I never got to tell you how much you meant to me."

Her eyes went as big as saucers. She never thought he would ever say anything to her like that. She sat forward and stared down at her hands, trying to figure out how to tell him she reciprocated feelings.

Rowan sat in silence, worrying he made her uncomfortable. He stood up from his chair.

"Listen I'm gonna go I don't want you to thin-"

Y/n quickly turned to him, gripping his wrist with one hand to pull him down, the other hand on the back of his neck to pull him in.

As their lips connected they both melted into the kiss. Y/n felt him smile a little, but quickly force it down so he could go back to kissing her. He lifted his hand to her face and rubbed his thumb back and forth across her cheek.

Y/n sat up a little bit to deepen the kiss, trying to push away the immense pain she was feeling on her stomach, but eventually gave in. She sharply inhaled and leaned back to the spot she was in before, breaking contact between the two.

Rowan sat back down in his seat with a dopey smile spread across his face.

Y/n looked at him with what was only recognizable as unconditional love in her eyes.

"Rowan. I'm in love with you too. Every part of you. I've known you for so long, and I can't imagine what my life would be like without you here."

Rowan took her hand in his, drawing little circles on it as they both stared at each other with love in their eyes. He leaned over and kissed her forehead, then whispered to her...

"I swear. I will never let anything hurt you ever again, my love."

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AND THATS IT!! Thank you for reading and stay tuned for more updates!

[ioannemos]

15 questions + 15 friends

tagged by @afoolofhope

Are you named after anyone? nnnot that i know of...

When was the last time you cried? i don't remember

Do you have kids? nope

What sports do you play/have you played? i've played t-ball, softball, and soccer. the only one i didn't hate was soccer and that only bc so long as i was running in the vague direction of the ball i could make it look like i cared what was happening. i simply do not vibe with sports

Do you use sarcasm? when frustrated and/or angry, but only on the side of whoever's been wronged. if someone's frustrated i'll be sarcastic alongside them, not at them

What is the first thing you notice about people? uh. their... presence, i guess? basically, do they notably raise my anxiety 😅

What's your eye color? brown

Scary movies or happy endings? happy endings, tho i feel like this is a weird dichotomy. can scary movies not have happy endings?

Any talents? *beats back self-deprecating comments with a stick* i read out loud well and my singing voice is strong, my writing has been complimented in various ways (evocative, true to character, causing many feelings, etc), and i make pretty jewelry *collapses in exhaustion from beating back the anxiety goblin*

Where were you born? the good ol' us of a

What are your hobbies? art in many forms (writing, painting, crocheting, jewelry, graphic design amongst others) and i'd like to get into more (carpentry in some form, quilting, miniatures...)

Do you have any pets? yyyes and no, i feel responsible for mi's dog and i love her very much, but i wouldn't call her my dog

How tall are you? 5'6"

Favorite subject in school? whichever subject allowed me to just read stories, so usually english

Dream job? uhh something physical but not physically demanding that pays really well, has a well-defined end state, and doesn't need thinking. i really liked the wiring work i did when i worked in a machine shop and i like doing kitchen prep; i'd like more natural light, tho, and a quieter environment - both the machine shop and the kitchen were/are full artificial lighting and noisy as hell

i tag

@morfinwen

@mirainawen

@rithmeres

@604

@dangerously-human

@greater-than-the-sword

@thisbrilliantsky

@why-bless-your-heart

@thepartyponies

@sunheart

@incomingalbatross

@knife-dad

@quo-nunc

@ohhgingersnaps

@rabbits-of-negative-euphoria

FIFTEEN HAHA but if i didn't tag you and you wanna be tagged, consider yourself tagged

[orchidyoonkook]

“Leave with me. Let’s get the fuck outta here, and never look back, the both of us. Together.”

Uhhhhhh

It destroyed my soul in the best way, the communication and vulnerability and the beautiful writing, the hurt and the comfort, I just finished it after sending you the ask (yes I sent in the previous one before I even finished reading 😭)

I agree 10000% with what was said, I would also happily pay you for a little physical copy of this fic, or overall for you stories, food costs money 💖 (for the soul too dhdhdhdh)

PLEASE I LOVE YOU 😭😭😭 BUT STOP making this about me or my writing, I'mma withdraw all my kisses 😤💀 LET ME LOVE YOU WOMAN AND ACCEPT ALL MY FACTS COMPLIMENTS

ARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII <<<<<<<<<<<33333333333333

You read her!! you really did???? ohmyGOSH thank you!!! ♥️♥️♥️

more under the cut! (also ilysm)

“Leave with me. Let’s get the fuck outta here, and never look back, the both of us. Together.” Uhhhhhh

:D

It destroyed my soul in the best way, the communication and vulnerability and the beautiful writing, the hurt and the comfort,

*sobbing hystarically under a desk*

the fact that you?? YOU??? with your amazing talents are over here being so nice to me???😭😭

I'm so so so happy you liked it!! I'm finding I'm a hurt/comfort/angsty bitch when it comes to writing which is hilarious because I'm nothing like that irl.

I love their communication so much. That was one of the things I knew from the get go. They were the only people they could be honest with in the whole town. No lying, no hiding, no need too. They just got one another, why bother lying when they'll know you are anyway?

The vulnerability gets me every. damn. time. It's so beautiful to find a safe space in a person, and the fact that they are each others???? I'm gone.

..thank you for saying my writing is beautiful <3 that literally means the world to me 🥰🥰🥰

I just finished it after sending you the ask (yes I sent in the previous one before I even finished reading 😭)

HAHA NO WAY. I thought you'd already read it when you sent that in ngl. This just makes my day, week, everything even better!!

I agree 10000% with what was said, I would also happily pay you for a little physical copy of this fic, or overall for you stories, food costs money 💖 (for the soul too dhdhdhdh)

NUH UHHH. NUH UHH SAY YOUR LYING *sobs uncontrollably* I'm actually attempting to see if it's possible right now for Violet, I'm thinking I'll print them out and hand bind them with soft covers. A nice little project that isn't nearly as difficult as it sounds. You just have to know they right stitching and formats/ materials!! (which I do!! artist perks!)

PLEASE I LOVE YOU 😭😭😭 BUT STOP making this about me or my writing, I'mma withdraw all my kisses 😤💀 LET ME LOVE YOU WOMAN AND ACCEPT ALL MY FACTS COMPLIMENTS

DON'T YOU DARE TAKE THEM BACK. THEY'RE MINE!!😤😤😤 I just like making sure you know you're equally loved and appreciated!!!! (and I will compliment and praise your writing all I want cuz you deserve it!! Suffer my love!)

Ari I adore you so much. I can't even begin to express my thanks for all of your wonderful words. But I'll start with the basics: Thank You ♥️

I'm so glad you liked their story. Thank you for being so kind to me.

[spencermorgans]

Incorrect Quotes Generator I

Derek: Wow, it sure smells like wrong dog in here! Spencer: Oh buddy… Derek, already sobbing: ASK.

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Spencer: So you like cats? Derek: Yeah. Spencer: tries to impress them by slowly pushing a glass off the table

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Derek: If it’s any consolation, they got me here on a very misleading text message. Spencer: Technically, you are about to be screwed in the briefing room

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Spencer: I can't take this anymore, someone needs to take me out! Derek: In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way? Spencer: I don't know, surprise me!

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Derek: Can I ask you for a favor? Spencer: I would literally die for you, but continue. Derek: We need to talk about you starting sentences that way.

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JJ: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no idea what to put in them. Any suggestions? Derek: Put spaghetti in it. JJ: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you. Emily: Put spaghetti in it. JJ: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you two. Spencer: Put spaghetti in it. JJ: I am no longer taking suggestions.

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Emily: Hey, Spencer, how are you doing? Spencer: I have hit my head three times, I’ve lost my favourite shirt and forgot my bag at school. Emily: Oh, ok! That’s pretty good! Spencer: Yup! Emily: I lost my phone and my cat died. Spencer: Hey, not bad compared to last week. Emily: I know right! JJ: Are they okay? Derek: I don’t think they are.

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JJ: Go on, give Spencer a compliment. Emily: How do you expect me to do that? Derek: Just say something that you wish someone would say to you. Emily: Uhh… You are now unbanned from Free Ham Sandwich Day! Spencer, sobbing: Nobody’s ever said that to me before!

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Hotch: Hey, what have you two been up to? JJ: We were helping Spencer write their vows, but they kicked us out because Emily was making inappropriate suggestions. Emily: How is “Derek, I love your sweet ass” inappropriate?

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Spencer: There's no meeting today because Hotch is at the police station. JJ: They're in jail?! Emily: We have to get them out! Derek: Jailbreak! I'm in! Emily: I'll dress up and distract the guard! Derek: Ooh, I'll bake some food to help distract ALL the guards! JJ: I guess I could bring my frying pan in case we need a shield to keep us from being shot- Spencer: No! Hotch wasn't arrested! They're undercover, taking the system down from the inside. They don't need our help!

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Hotch: Ah, yes. Here we have a beautiful couple… JJ: I really care about your feelings! Emily: I really care about YOUR feelings! Hotch, turning their head: …and then there's the disaster couple… Derek: YOU NEED TO PAY MORE ATTENTION TO ME INSTEAD OF BEING AT THE HOSPITAL! Spencer: I WOULDN'T HAVE TO SPEND SO MUCH TIME AT THE HOSPITAL IF YOU STOPPED INSISTING ON FIGHTING EVERYONE WHO COMES WITHIN A FIVE FOOT RADIUS OF YOU!

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Derek: Someone take me to art museums and make out with me. Spencer: But they said not to touch the masterpieces. Derek: Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall. Penelope, on a walkie talkie: This is Penelope, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

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Spencer: sucking on a popsicle Penelope: Pfft, you practicing for when Derek gets here? Spencer: takes a huge ass bite out of the popsicle Penelope: Concern

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[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Floyd Leech Dorm Uniform Personal Story: Part 1

"What're you gonna give me?"

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

[Interior Hallway]

Jade: You broke your contract with Azul.

Jade: And yet you refuse to work at the Mostro Lounge, as was the agreed upon price... I'm afraid you're not making any sense.

Savanaclaw Student:B-but it's every day until graduation... and no one ever said I would have to work for free!

Jade: It was written quite clearly in the contract. You should really read important documents more carefully before signing.

Savanaclaw Student:Who'd notice something so tiny written in the corner like that!? This kind of thing is null and void...

Floyd: Huh? Null and void? ...What'd you say?

Savanaclaw Student:Eek!

Jade: Now, now, Floyd, you shouldn't make such a scary face. We must treat our clients with respect.

Jade: ...But only to our "clients." This is not the case for those who try to evade paying their debts.

Savanaclaw Student:U-urgh...

[Octavinelle Dorm – Hallway]

Floyd: 'Kay, one down～Today's "job" is smooth sailing.

Jade: Indeed. It is helpful that a majority of them concede once we "explain" things carefully to them.

Floyd: You do a lot of that annoying explaining stuff～ Even though we'd finish faster if ya just threaten them. Weirdo.

Floyd: You remember every little detail of Azul's difficult contracts, and you speak circles 'round them until they just clam up.

Floyd: I hate doing that kinda roundabout thing.

Jade: That is just fine for you. Azul and I are different in that sense.

Jade: If we were to compare our ways to a frontal attack, then yours would be... Hm, let's see. Perhaps we could call it a surprise attack, or a missile attack.

Floyd: Whaddya mean by that～ You praising me? Or insulting me?

Jade: Of course, I mean it as a compliment.

Jade: No matter how difficult the problem, you often come to a solution that no one else would have ever thought of, don't you?

Floyd: Do I? Never really thought about it.

Jade: Fufufu, we do really count on you. ...Now, let us make our way to our next "job."

[Octavinelle Dorm – Lounge]

A few days later―

Floyd: ...You wanna buy the rights to that drink that Umiuma-kun selling at the school store?

Azul: Yes, I do. That popular, original "Mystery Drink" that Sam-san began selling at his shop...

Azul: I'll do anything to make that spectacular product mine. I would like you to acquire the exclusive selling rights for it.

Jade: You simply say acquire... what are you willing to pay to do so?

Azul: The absolute cheapest you can possibly get.

Jade: Given that he is an amazingly adept salesman, it seems quite the unreasonable request.

Azul: Don't you think that makes it even more rewarding...? Floyd, I'll be requesting you to acquire this.

Floyd: Eeeeh～ Meee? It's so annoying to deal with all the something something purchasing terms and blah blah contracts blah.

Azul: Jade won't be available for this job, as I've given him a different one this time around. I do not care how you do it, but I'm counting on you.

Floyd: The shop, huh...

[Mister S's Mystery Shop]

Sam: Hey, you little imps over there, you're buying a Mystery Drink too? ...Thank you!

Sam: Ｈｅｙ. Don't get all impatient, and just wait in line like good kids, all you little imps!

Floyd: There's so many people here, it's like a school of sardines.

Sam: ...Okay, next is the large impling. Sorry to keep you waiting, are you here for a Mystery Drink too?

Floyd: Nope. ...Y'know～ I gotta request.

Sam: A request, my favorite word. Whatever you could possibly want is ＩＮ　ＳＴＯＣＫ　ＮＯＷ!

Sam: That's what my Mystery Shop is for. And so, what is your request?

Floyd: Gimme the selling rights to the Mystery Drink.

Sam: ...What?

Floyd: Didn't you hear me? I said to sell me the rights to the drink.

Sam: Uhh, what do you mean?

Floyd: We wanna sell and profit off of that Mystery Drink thing.

Floyd: So gimme all the selling rights. ...That’s what I'm asking for.

Sam: ...Hahaha, what a funny little imp! By the way, what would your budget be?

Floyd: Azul said as cheap as possible.

Sam: And an honest little imp too... You have to keep that kind of information close to your chest.

Sam: Anything and everything is ＩＮ　ＳＴＯＣＫ　ＮＯＷ! ...But I can't sell it to you for those terms.

Sam: The Mystery Drink is my number one best-selling product right now. I can't just easily give up the selling rights like that.

Sam: If you're serious about purchasing it from me, though, we can have a serious business conversat...

Floyd: Eeh, lame. Then nevermind.

Sam: ...Aren't you giving up too early!?

Floyd: Azul told me to come buy it, but I'm not at all interested in makin' deals or anything like that.

Floyd: That kinda talk is no fun at all. Would be cool if it was a bit more exciting.

Floyd: So I'ma go home.

Sam: Oh? Seems like you're a pretty chilled little imp.

Floyd: Ah, before I go home, gimme a peppermint candy.

Sam: That'll be 100 madol.

Floyd: 'Kaaaay.

Sam: And then he buys it even without bargaining the price here... This little imp's a slippery one to read.

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

Requested by Anonymous.

[mintwithchoco]

loonathesmut: Relax

LOOΠΔ Vivi x Male Reader

Word Count: 7334 words

Categories: smut, oral, facesitting, mommy kink, edging, thighfucking, submommy! vivi

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“....aaaand done.” You said as you leaned back to your chair and let out a big sigh after typing the last few words into your slides that you were gonna present tomorrow.

These past few weeks have been tough. You got a part-time job at a cafe near your apartment to earn a few bucks and with the addition of four assignments to finish, your body was at its limits. Only coffee and energy drinks are what kept you alive during your everyday routine - a habit that was certainly unhealthy.

You stretch out your body that endured 4 hours of sitting, cracking the bones inside to make that satisfying 'pop' sound. Looking at your watch that displayed 3:48 a.m., you decided that it was time to get some rest. Before you could stand up from your chair, your phone rings loudly. Startling you and giving a little shock, and you quickly answer it.

“Hello?”

“Hey baby!” Your stepsister and now girlfriend, Jinsol was on the phone. You still felt a bit awkward about her calling you that nickname but hearing it always makes your heart melt.

“Oh, you’re still up at this time? Don’t you have a schedule tomorrow?” You asked with a concerned tone.

“I can't bring myself to sleep, but I have no schedule tomorrow so it's all fine." Jinsol reassures you.

"I know you're still awake because of that project you've been working on, so I decided to call you to ask how you're doing."

"Yeah, I just finished it like 3 minutes ago. Was about to go to sleep when you called." You said, getting up from your chair and sitting on your bed. You groaned as your back and shoulders started to ache.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I am, just that my back and shoulders are hurting a bit these past few days. Don't worry, I'll just get some rest and it should be good soon." You lay down slowly on your bed.

"...Hmm, if you're still hurt, I can tell Vivi unnie about it!"

"Uhh, what?" You were totally confused.

"Vivi unnie is great at massages. She said that she once worked as a masseuse back in Hong Kong for more than a year and I can confirm it! This one time, she massaged my legs that were sooo sore from practice and it felt amazing!" Jinsol explained.

“You should get a massage from her. Don’t worry, You don’t need to pay or anything.”

“Hmm, if you insist. I guess why not give it a try?”

“Alright! Tell me when you’re coming over and I’ll sort it out with unnie.”

//timeskip//

You were now in front of LOONA’s new dorm which they just moved in here a few days ago. Three days have passed since your call with Jinsol. Your presentation went well, earning compliments from your friends and the professor. But your back and shoulders were still feeling sore. In fact, it probably had gotten worse since you spent all of yesterday in bed, feeling weak and only getting up for meals and toilet breaks.

Remembering what Jinsol said, you called her this morning to ask whether Vivi is free or not and if she would be okay helping out with your injury. Thankfully, she had some free time and agreed. Despite the pain, you tried your best to drive to their dorm which was now even further from your apartment. Luckily, there was no traffic on the road, which helped you arrive there safe and sound.

Before you could even think about pressing the doorbell, you watched it being opened by Jinsol. It’s been two weeks since you last met her and you both definitely missed each other a lot by the number of phone conversations exchanged. She was beautiful as always, even when wearing just a simple black sweater with matching curve hugging shorts that barely ended past her cute bottom. Despite the lack of makeup, her sweet smile that greeted you is always refreshing to see. Your heart was beating fast and your cheeks were getting redder with each passing second. To this day, you’re truly grateful to have met this angel.

“Hey.” Jinsol greets you.

“Hey. It’s...been a while.” You replied while putting your hands in your pocket and looking away out of shyness.

Both of you sat in relative silence. When you and her suddenly made eye contact, no words were needed to be said. The slight tension in the air caused your bodies to naturally drift towards one another, closing the space between you two. Without any warning, Jinsol wraps her arms on your neck and leans her head into yours until both of your lips connect. You were shocked at her quick behavior but you quickly got addicted to the taste of her lips as your arms roamed down and rested on her sinful hips. Her tongue makes its way onto your mouth and plays with your own as you tasted each other’s saliva - both of you playfully fighting for control.

The kiss lasted for a minute - but for the both of you, it was too short. Oxygen was to blame here as you both broke the kiss and pulled away from feeling lightheaded. Your chest heaved up and down, yet you still wanted more. But you suddenly remembered the reason you came here and slowly, your arms removed itself from their comfortable position on her hips. Still looking at Jinsol who was breathing heavily, you watched her perfect facial features. The way her bright, big eyes were inviting - like an ocean you wouldn’t mind being lost in. The way her skin glowed and how soft it was to the touch as you rubbed your thumb across her cheek. Only you know how much you love this woman.

“I miss you.” You said.

“I miss you more.” Jinsol’s brown eyes stare into yours lovingly. Both of you smiled and giggled before Jinsol finally removed her hand off your neck.

“Oh, right, how rude am I, come in!” Jinsol invites you into the dorm.

You took off your shoes and put them on a shoe rack near the door. You followed Jinsol into the living room, each sway of her hips more spell-inducing than the last. It was definitely bigger than their previous one with a lot more furniture and decorations. There’s even a balcony on the left side of the living room, which gives a nice view of Seoul.

“Nice place. Can I live here someday?” You jokingly asked.

“If you want to live here, then you need to step on our manager’s dead body first.” Jinsol replied and giggled after. She then walks into a hallway and you follow along.

There were two rooms on each side of the hallway. At the end of the hallway, there was another door that you guessed was the door to the bathroom. Jinsol stops in front of the door on the left side and knocks it a few times.

“Unnie, he’s here! Are you ready?” Jinsol asked through the door.

“Um, I just need a little bit more time!” A soft voice replied from the room.

“Okay, but we don’t make him wait too long!” Jinsol said and looked back at you who was nervous, beads of sweat dripping down your forehead.

“What’s wrong?” Jinsol asked.

“...I don’t know. I’m just...scared, that’s all.” You answered.

“You don’t need to be nervous. Didn’t I tell you already that Vivi unnie is a professional at this?”

“No, not that. I…” You were hesitant to reveal the cause of your nervousness.

Jinsol sighed as she finally figured you out. “Look, I won’t be jealous just because of this. Besides, I'm the one who recommended this to you and I’ve known Vivi unnie for four years, so why would I be jealous? You need this and I understand, so don’t worry about me, okay?”

“...You sure?” you asked, still a bit hesitant. Jinsol nodded and smiled - helping you slowly calm your nerves.

“Jinsol, I’m ready!” Vivi’s voice was heard from the door once again.

“There’s my call I guess.”

“Enjoy! I’m sure you’re gonna love it.” Jinsol said with enthusiasm, giving you two fists of encouragement.

You made your way towards the door of Vivi’s room. With a heavy sigh, you knock gently and the door opens immediately. Before entering, you looked at Jinsol for one last time, who gives you a reassuring smile.

“I hope unnie doesn’t drain him too much...” Jinsol muttered to herself.

Almost immediately, you were greeted by the intoxicating fragrance coming from a burning lavender mint incense. The ambient lighting and relaxing music adds to the calming environment in the room. You began to understand why Vivi took her time in letting you inside. As you closed the door, Vivi greets you with a warm smile.

Wearing a silky white dress that hugged her body perfectly, Vivi made your jaw drop with her stunning visual. Not to mention, the dress was pretty loose and thin, allowing you to see just a tasteful hint of cleavage. Her bright orange hair paired with an attractive yet soft delicate face, you were screaming internally to remain calm while feeling yourself slowly hardening. After returning her greeting, Vivi leads you to her bed which has now become a massage table. You gently sit down as Vivi prepares more stuff on a little table beside the bed.

“So, Jinsol told me that your body was hurting all over. Can you explain which part of your body hurts the most?” Vivi asked.

“My back and shoulders. I thought it was just a temporary pain but it has been a week and nothing’s changed. I rested a lot too yesterday but the pain is getting worse.” You explained.

“Hmm, okay. Now, you should get undressed. You can put your clothes on that table over there.” Vivi said while pointing out where it was and handing you a towel.

“Uhm, a-alright…” You moved to the table and start to undress, leaving you in only your underwear. You were about to cover up your lower region with the towel until Vivi suddenly broke the silence.

“Your underwear too, please. Don’t worry, I won’t look.” Vivi said as she gave a little chuckle.

“O-Oh...o-okay,” You were flustered. Thinking to yourself, 'Is this how massages work?' Your head was already being filled with lewd thoughts as you took off your boxers and folded it together with the rest of your clothes. You made sure to face the wall so Vivi won’t see your hardening member.

You walked back to the bed after covering yourself with a towel. Your cheeks were starting to redden once again, remembering the fact that you are now basically naked with another woman that is gonna touch you all over your body. You crossed your fingers secretly in hopes that she won't go too far with her massage.

“If you’re ready, you can lay down on the bed n-oh…” Vivi that had her back turned to you noticed you trying to cover your cock that was visibly poking out of your towel with your hands.

Vivi blushed and giggled cutely, “I’m flattered that you think of me that way.”

“S-Sorry….” You were truly embarrassed. Not wanting another comment from her, you quickly laid down on your stomach.

“It’s fine, it’s a common thing during a massage session. Yours are rare though.” You almost choked on your saliva after hearing Vivi’s words. You mumbled to yourself, ‘Jinsol noona, I’m sorry.’ and placed your head into the pillow.

"Don't worry, noona will take good care of you. Now, let’s get you relaxed shall we?” Vivi said with a sultry, slightly deep voice and automatically your body starts to relax.

Vivi starts off by applying a generous amount of massage oil on your back. The scent of the oil was calming and felt cool on your skin. She gently presses on your back with both of her hands, applying pressure around the spine area, enough to make you moan in satisfaction.

"Seems like I'm doing a good job." Vivi smiled.

She continues to massage up and down your spine while you groan constantly every few seconds, feeling all the tension on your back slowly fading away. You can tell that she definitely knows what she is doing as you feel her hands using various techniques and motions while maintaining the same rhythm and pressure onto your back. Around five minutes in, you start to feel more comfortable with her hands. Your moans grew a lot quieter and your head was buried deeper into the pillow.

"Your back looks amazing. Do you workout?" Vivi said, breaking the unplanned silence. An unexpected compliment indeed, but a welcomed one by you.

"T-thank you. Yeah, p-pretty much. I try to go to the gym at least o-one day a week." You answered, stuttering a few words because of the constant pressure Vivi's putting on your back.

"I see. Which part of your body do you like to workout the most?" Vivi asked as you feel her hands now focusing on your wing muscles.

"I like to work on my che-AHH!” You suddenly groaned out loudly as Vivi presses on a specific spot on your back.

"Did that hurt?" Vivi asked, stopping immediately.

"A-a bit, yeah."

“Ah, that must be the troubled spot. I’m gonna put some more force onto it. It will hurt a little bit, but it will feel good after, so stay calm okay?” You gave her a small nod and braced yourself.

You suddenly feel the bed sink down a little bit. Turning your head behind, you saw Vivi was kneeling down on the bed beside you. Before you could say anything, she presses onto the spot earlier with enough force to make you automatically breathe constantly to hold the pain. After a period of time, she finally releases her hands off your back as she feels the muscles there have been relaxed.

“Ahh...That felt amazing. You’re really good, noona.”

“O-oh...t-thank you…” Your compliment made Vivi blushed as she got off the bed and slowly continued the rejuvenating massage.

Enough time has passed, with Vivi now working on your shoulders. As your body relaxes even more, the same goes to your cock that was painfully hard the entire time. Both of you took this opportunity to get to know each other even more by having conversations about...well, both of yourselves.

“Funny how this is our first meeting and you’re massaging my body, noona.” You joked, earning a little chuckle from Vivi.

“I mean, how else could we get closer if you have Jinsol?”

“Wait, you knew about us?” You have predicted that all of her bandmates would know about your relationship eventually, so you weren’t that surprised.

“Everyone knows. Don't worry, we’ll keep our mouth closed.”

“...Thanks, noona.”

A few minutes later was filled with silence until you feel Vivi’s hands leave your shoulders.

“Alright, turn over for me please.”

You slowly turned your body while holding onto the towel, your back now laying against her bed. Your eyes darts over to Vivi who was pouring more massage oil around your chest area. Your nervousness returns as Vivi puts away the bottle of oil and starts to massage your shoulders. Little by little, her hand makes its way onto your chest and eventually, your stomach.

“Noona, wait!”

“Hm, what’s wrong?”

“I’m...very ticklish on the stomach.” The actual reason was to stop your erection from growing.

Suddenly, Vivi laughed out loud, making you confused.

“I never had anyone feel ticklish during my massages, so you should be fine!”

“But noona wai-”

Before you know it, Vivi rubs her hands gently on your stomach. It does tickle at first, but over time, feels really nice. You closed your eyes as Vivi and savored the wonderful job she was doing with the massage. Soon after, you fall into a state of extreme relaxation and your erection starts to grow on its own without you realizing it.

As Vivi worked on your biceps next, she looked down at your legs and saw a tent was pitched underneath your towel. Noticing that you were deep in tranquility, Vivi bites her lip and quietly, hiked up her dress to reveal her smooth, pantyless crotch. Her pussy glistened thanks to the ambient light and was dripping wet with her juices, aroused by the sight of your muscular body and erect cock. She slides her left hand down to her clit and begins to play with it, rubbing and spreading her lips with two fingers. Still steadily massaging you with her other hand, Vivi moaned softly as her fingers pushed itself into her tight cavern, imagining your cock was inside of her instead.

You soon realize that Vivi was only using one hand to massage you. There was also a squelching sound that you kept hearing. Feeling a hint of worry, you jolted your eyes open and to your surprise, you witnessed a sight of Vivi touching herself while massaging you and your cock that was rock hard beneath your towel. She had her eyes closed in sensation, so she wasn’t aware of you watching her thrusting her fingers back and forth into her warm cunt. It was wrong, but seeing how pleasure was obviously written on her facial expressions and her breathy moans calling your name, you observed the view silently.

'....Fuck it.'

"I never thought you'd be a naughty girl, noona."

Vivi opened her eyes, stunned by your voice and almost immediately, she stopped fingering her pussy and covered herself, looking away from you after.

"H-how did y-you wake up s-so quickly?" Vivi asked while hiding her face in her hands.

"Hmm, I guess your pussy was wet and loud enough that it woke me up." Vivi buries her face into her hands even more and knelt down on her knees. She never felt more embarrassed and nervous in her life.

"If you want, I can help you out." You said with a little smirk on your face.

"But if you're uncomfortable, I'll be taking my leave n-"

"W-wait!” Vivi said as she slowly stood up.

"I...I want to be pleasured as well!" Vivi exclaimed, finally losing all semblance of her faux innocence.

"....Come sit on my face then, noona." You adjusted yourself to lay your head higher on the pillow while Vivi timidly walked towards you.

"A-Are you sure about this?" Vivi asked and you nodded without hesitation.

"Just...keep it a secret between us."

And with that, the sinful act begins as Vivi climbed the bed and straddled your body. She hiked up her dress and her pussy that was dripping wet with her juices was once again in your view. You licked your lips and moved your hand to her beautiful thighs, caressing it gently as Vivi’s facial expression changed to one you were all too familiar with: lust-filled bedroom eyes.

You must admit, all of the members are really freaking gorgeous. Vivi was no different, but her vibe was somewhat more interesting to you. From afar, she looks like someone who can be pretty cold. But once you get to know her, you'll realize that she's actually really adorable and sweet. You didn't expect that she too has a little naughty side to her.

You pulled her hips closer until your face is directly in front of her crotch. Vivi whimpers as she feels your hot breath blowing gently on her pussy and your hands squeezing her cute soft cheeks. Taking a steady grip on her surprisingly wide hips, your tongue instantly stuck itself out, licking long streaks on the lips of her pussy and tasting her juices. Vivi gasps in pleasure and bites her lip, leaning to the front and grabbing the headboard of the bed to keep her stability.

“You taste so good, mommy.” You said before latching your whole lips to her clit.

Before she could even process the pet name that you bestowed upon her, Vivi moans loudly before covering her mouth with her hand, realizing that the other people in the house might hear her. You ate her soaked pussy hungrily, nibbling and sucking her labia as her thighs wrapped itself around your head. This was a whole new experience for her, finally experiencing someone other than the members eat her out. Her right hand promptly gripped your hair and her head threw itself back as she was swallowed by the intense pleasure.

Your tongue swirls around her clit, lapping up all the sweet nectar that is coming out profusely, not caring about how her wonderfully thick thighs were suffocating your face and her strong grip almost ripping out your hair. While you continue to flick her clit furiously with your tongue, Vivi’s whiny but quiet moans were turning you on even further as your cock grows even harder underneath the towel, releasing plenty of precum until the area of the towel your tip was soaked. Your hands were also busy squeezing each of her delicious buttcheeks while keeping her firmly in place.

She began to grind her hips against your face in a controlled rhythm and your tongue slightly penetrates her pussy, earning yourself a hard grip on your hair. The pain was non-existent to you as your thoughts were about just how tasty she is, how cute her moans are and how amazing her body looks, even though she was still in her dress. Suddenly, her thighs started to shake violently and her toes curled, signaling that her orgasm was closing in.

A brilliant idea just sparked inside your brain, so you speed up your pace by flicking your tongue on her clit faster, making it harder for Vivi to keep her voice down. Once you feel her pussy was getting warmer, you stopped eating her out immediately and placed your palm over her pussy. As expected, Vivi screamed out of ecstasy and frustration of her orgasm being ruined. The pressure from her thighs on your face slowly weakens, followed by her grip on your hair.

“Wh-Why did you stop?” Vivi asked as she looked at you with desperation in her eyes. After a few seconds of silence, you slide half of your middle finger into her tight cavern and move it around her walls.

“Ahh! Don’t...Don’t tease mommy, baby. Mommy w-wants to cum please!”

“No, mommy’s been a bad girl. Jinsol noona said that bad girls don’t get to cum, unless they’re permitted to.” You said and continued to push your finger further inside her.

Even though Vivi sounds devastated because of her ruined orgasm, she secretly loves how you were teasing her to the fullest. As you add another finger inside her, Vivi felt the need to cum once again, but you quickly pulled your fingers out and licked off her nectar that stained it.

“Ohoho, I’m not letting you cum yet, mommy. Unless…” You smirked as your eyes had found something interesting on the bedside table, a pink vibrator.

“Unless?”

“Unless...if you beg for it, I’ll let you cum all over my face.” You said, grabbing the vibrator that you saw earlier.

“You’re so naughty, mommy. I love it.” With the vibrator, you gathered up all the juices on her pussy and spread it around the tip.

You turned on the vibrator and set it to the maximum setting before teasing it on her folds. Because of the impending orgasm that she had earlier, her pussy was even more sensitive than before. Vivi squirmed at the new sensation while you nudged the tip of the vibrator against her entrance before pushing it inside her smoothly.

“Fuuuuuuuck….” Vivi cursed under her breath as the vibrations were driving her insane.

The vibrator was certainly a great addition to your teasing. You started to thrust the vibrator upwards, holding it inside her for a period of time, then dragging it downwards but not until it was out of her vagina. You repeated this action a few more times until you found a perfect rhythm to stick with. Vivi's facial expressions do not disappoint you either as she was clearly aroused by how much you were teasing her with the amount of juices that were coming out of her pretty pink pussy.

Hungry for another taste, you extend your neck forward and stick out your tongue, licking away the juices around her folds while maintaining your grip on the vibrator that was still thrusting into her. Vivi was a moaning mess, squirming her body on your face as pleasure slowly builds up inside her once more. Eventually, you give up on multitasking and left the vibrator in her swollen clit to continue feasting upon her juices that were leaking out.

“Ah, fuck! Just-ah..shit, ple-please baby…”

“Hm? I can’t seem to hear you mommy.” You teased while placing your palm over her pussy once again.

“Please...Please let mommy cum! Mommy wants to cover your face with her cum! Please, I beg you!”

“...Good.” You remove the vibrator from her vagina and dive right back in to devour her pussy.

Vivi’s thighs instantly wrapped itself on your face, followed by an erotic moan. The heat of the moment was real with the both of you indulging in your own sexual desires. You can tell that Vivi was desperate to reach her orgasm, riding your face sloppily as you continued your assault on her tasty flesh.

“Fuck, baby, mo-mommy’s gonna cum!” Vivi screamed.

Your tongue quickens its swipes on her cunt while your left hand automatically took a steady grip on her ass. Your free hand however joined in with your mouth that was giving her needy pussy the attention that it deserves, gently rubbing it to arouse her even more.

After all of your teasing, Vivi shrieks loudly, finally reaching her climax as her body trembles hard and her thighs crushing your head with such intense pressure. Your mouth struggles to catch all her juices that was flowing out like a waterfall, eventually smearing your face and the pillow behind your head. This was the hardest Vivi has ever cum in her life.

Her orgasm lasted for a long hot minute, with her sensitive body still quivering as you finish up your feast on her pussy by licking the remnants of her nectar around her crotch and gulping it down your throat. The pressure of her thighs on your head slowly decreases in pressure and her chest heaved rapidly for air in exhaustion. Feeling that her body was about to pass out, Vivi grabbed onto the headboard and looked at you who was also breathing heavily.

"D-Do...Do y-you want to-” While she was struggling to speak, you knew what she wanted. You quickly nodded and raised your body higher until you both were on an eye-to-eye level.

Vivi smiled adorably and took off her dress, revealing her tight naked body to you. As she threw her dress on the floor, your eyes feasted upon the sight. Her skin was soft to the touch as your hands traveled through her back and her midriff before landing upon her breasts. Even though her breasts were on the smaller side, you could still fully grasp them with your hands as you kneaded them gently, earning a breathy moan from Vivi.

But there was one attribute of Vivi that you kept your eyes peeled upon, which is her soft yet toned thighs. Ever since you felt them clamping your head earlier, you were convinced that she had the best thighs between the members. The warmness you felt in between her thighs was addicting and yet you wanted more.

“Your thighs are fucking perfect, I wanna fuck them so hard.” You whispered into her ears before planting a few gentle kisses on her neck.

“Mm, yes please-ah! I-I wanna feel your big hard cock b-between mommy’s t-thighs.” Vivi whined as you were now flicking and sucking her nipples.

“Well then, I believe you know what to do first.” You said and looked down on your crotch to give her a hint.

Taking the hint, Vivi peppers your body with kisses, starting from your neck until your chest. She stopped kissing you and captured your nipples in her mouth, earning a deep moan from you. She continues to trail her kisses down your body before stopping just right below your stomach.

"So big…and it's all for mommy." Vivi smiled while getting her face close to your crotch, admiring the tent on the towel that was formed by your erection.

Your breath was taken away as Vivi pulled the towel off your body and your hard cock throbbed in an instant the moment it felt a little breeze from the air conditioner. It almost hits Vivi in the face, who lets out a small gasp and licks her lips in preparation as her hands wrapped themselves around your shaft and stroked it gently. You continue to leak in between her fingers with her strokes going up and down your shaft before Vivi pressed her tongue on your swollen tip, swirling it around to collect your precum.

Vivi lets out a hum of satisfaction from tasting you and continues to lap up all of your delicious precum while still stroking your shaft fully. Seeing how you were shivering in delight and moaning her name deeply, Vivi was more than happy that the skills that she learned from watching a handful of porn videos was finally put to a good use of pleasuring you. Your spine tingles as her lips were getting closer to your cock until finally giving the base a wet kiss and moving it until she reaches the tip.

“Fuck...mommy.”

Before you know it, Vivi parts her lips and takes you inside her warm inviting mouth for the very first time. Her mouth felt wet while her cheeks hollowed to increase the tightness as she began to move up and down your shaft, leaving trails of her saliva after every stroke of her mouth. She started off slow, only indulging half of your length and worked her way up inch by inch until the whole of her mouth was filled.

You promptly threw your head back as Vivi used her tongue to lick the underside of your penis. Unexpectedly, Vivi skillfully swirls her tongue up all over your length inside her mouth whilst her right hand moved itself to your balls, cupping it gently until her lips left your shaft with a kiss on your tip. She inhales your cock back into her wet mouth almost immediately, now bobbing her head up and down between your legs, making your brain melt due to the extreme pleasure.

“Ugh, keep going mommy…” You said, running your fingers through Vivi’s bright orange hair before placing a hand behind her head to help guide her movements.

With your assistance to Vivi’s blowjob, your cock travels deeper into her throat and her rhythm gradually begins to increase. Eventually, you make a tight grip on her hair, forming a ponytail to keep up with Vivi’s bobbing. She wasn’t letting out any gagging sounds while your tip hits the back of her throat repeatedly but instead, she drools and slobbers all over your needy cock. Suddenly, you stopped her head from moving back up, keeping your shaft inside her tight mouth as it throbbed relentlessly. A few seconds later, you released the grip on her head and Vivi withdrew your cock from her mouth, taking a breather after while still stroking your shaft that was slick with her saliva.

“Turn around.” You said sternly.

Vivi instantly reacts to your voice, getting on her knees and turning her with her back facing you. You follow suit, approaching behind her and snaking your hands around her waist. Her body squirmed around as you gave her neck and back a few wet kisses. You gently turn her head towards yours with your right hand, locking your eyes onto hers before closing off the distance between both of your lips.

“You’re so gorgeous, mommy. I can’t wait to fuck these.” You whispered into her ear as you caressed her luscious thighs and kneaded her delicious buttcheeks.

“Ahh, please do, please fuck mommy’s thighs,” Vivi’s tone was desperate and your arousal level was already at its limit, so you immediately pushed your hips closer to hers, your hard cock grazes her soaked pussy as Vivi locks her thighs to trap them together.

The force of her thighs felt even more intense on your sensitive cock than on your head. With the help of how wet she was becoming and her blowjob from earlier, you started to thrust your hips, sliding your cock into the tight space in between her thick thighs. You rest your hands on her hips and bury your face in the crook of her neck while slowly increasing the rhythm of your thrust. The friction of your shaft and her folds was driving you both nuts, letting out moans each time your hips moved.

As time goes by, so does the pressure of her thighs. Both of your crotches were covered with slick, gently making a clapping sound every time they met with your thrusts. Her ass beautifully jiggles on each thrust and you definitely can't help yourself by squeezing them constantly.

“Baby, please, I can’t wait any lo-longer…” You knew what exactly she wanted, but you weren’t gonna give it to her that easily.

“Beg for it, mommy.”

“Please put that big cock inside mommy’s tight pussy baby! I’m dying to feel them deep inside of mommy. Please, m-make mommy cum on your cock!”

Without any warning, you forcefully pushed your shaft into her needy pussy, filling her insides inch by inch until the whole of your length disappears from your sight. Because of the sudden entrance, Vivi was close to her orgasm but it eventually died down as you took the time to adjust your new position. You then slowly pull away your hips, making you let out a loud groan because of how tight she was.

Inhaling and exhaling, your face scrunches as you enter her wet cavern once again with an abundance of sensation that fills both of your bodies at the same time. Vivi’s upper body falls forward once her folds are fully filled while you fucked her at a slow pace, thrusting as deep as you can inside her. Eventually, your pace fastens as Vivi’s whiny moans encourages you to please her more and more with your cock.

You cannot describe how good she feels in words. How warm and tight her pussy was, how attractive and sexy her moaning was and how her ass bounced deliciously reflecting on your thrusts, it was all too much for you to handle. With every pound into Vivi’s insides, her core leaks out her juices, her walls clenched itself around your shaft, restricting you from ever slowing down your pace.

“Do you like being fucked like this, mommy?” You asked as you grab handfuls of her hair and yank it back, forcing Vivi to stabilize herself with her arms.

“Fuck, yes! Keep pounding your cock into mommy baby!” Vivi said lustfully, making your dick throb inside her.

Fulfilling her request, you pound her harder while keeping your grip tight on her hair. Your cock fully disappears into her with every thrust that you make, acknowledging that you were deep inside her. Her curvaceous ass was hitting your skin as you slam into her repeatedly, and you can't go on without giving it a little squeeze.

“What a little slut.” You gave her ass a harsh slap and it ripples beautifully in response.

“Oh yeah, harder baby. Fuck mommy harder.” Vivi moaned while gritting her teeth because of the pain from the slap.

You spanked her cheeks a few more times, earning a sensual moan from her after every strike while you continue to rearrange her insides with your cock. Her moans grew in volume, scaring you slightly that someone in the house would’ve heard it, especially Jinsoul. Bringing your right hand to her mouth was not helping it either as it only muffles her moan and not the loudness of it.

Sweat formed and drips down from your forehead, the intensity of the sinful act seems to gradually reduce your stamina. So, after a few more sloppy thrusts, you release your hand on Vivi’s mouth and withdraw your cock from her folds. You brought her back up on her knees again and pressed your lips against hers aggressively before resting your back on the headboard of the bed with pillows.

“Come ride me, mommy.”

Meanwhile, at the kitchen, Jinsol was washing the dishes from the lunch that they just had. As she was scrubbing a plate with a sponge, her eyes widened as her ears caught the sound of Vivi’s loud moan. She smirked, knowing very well about what was going on inside Vivi’s room.

“I knew you were a naughty girl all along, unnie.” She sighed and continued to wash more of the dishes while hoping that Vivi would remember her remark.

“What the- defense again?!” Hyejoo cursed at her phone.

“What’s up?” Yerim sat beside Hyejoo on the couch, looking over her shoulders to see that she was playing Genshin Impact.

“Ugh, I got another defense stat on this artifact. Fucking RNG.”

“Oh. Um, by the way, have you been hearing weird sounds?” Yerim asked.

“What kind of sounds?” Hyejoo furiously tapped onto her phone screen, picking up the loot in the game.

“Like...moaning? I don’t know exactly, but it came from Vivi unnie’s room.” Yerim points at Vivi’s room with her lips.

“Hm, maybe she just misses Haseul unnie.” Hyejoo takes a little glance at the room and comes back to her game right after.

“No, I don’t think so, they just met like...yesterday. Wanna check what’s going on in there?”

“I’ll pass.”

“Oh come on Hyejoo…” Yerim whined but Hyejoo shook her head in denial.

“Hmm, I’ll treat you to ice cream later, how does that sound?” Yerim offered.

“...Mint chocolate.”

“Yay! You’re the best Hyejoo! Let’s get closer to the door.” Yerim said before running off towards the door to Vivi’s room.

“Good grief...” Hyejoo sighed and joined Yerim, who was putting her ears close to the door to hear what was going on.

Vivi crawls towards you like a cat, places herself on your lap and jerks you off furiously. Holding the base of your cock, she points your head into her slit and teased it slightly before finally penetrating it into her. Her hands promptly grabbed onto your shoulders as she slowly sinks down on your length. The tightness of her pussy was felt in an instance and her walls contracted around your shaft strongly.

Once you were fully inside her, you both let out a deep sigh at the same time. Vivi’s hips rotate in a circular motion, forcing you to throw your head back while desperately running your hands all over her gorgeous body. Her grip on your shoulders increases, making you groan in pain and pleasure as you feel the sweat on her back dripping continuously. The same goes to her pussy that was leaking out her juices and wetting both of your crotches.

“You feel so warm mommy…”

“It’s gonna feel even better from now on, baby.” Vivi seductively whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

She began to move her hips upwards, stopping right just before the tip was out and slammed herself back onto you. After moaning out loud on how amazing it felt, Vivi starts to bounce on your cock in a slow manner, fully impaling it inside her depths. Your hand plants itself on her waist to keep her stable while her tight walls cover your cock with an intense heat.

The sounds of her ass slapping against your thighs filled the room, overpowering the relaxing music that was still playing in the background as Vivi’s slams grew more in speed and intensity. A little regret of not having the sight of her ass bouncing enchantingly came into your mind, but it quickly disappeared as her rocking tits came into view and hypnotized you. Licking your lips, you dive right into her mounds, licking her cleavage and her left nipple right after.

“Oh my god…” Vivi closed her eyes and threw her hair back, clearly lost in pleasure.

You continue to worship her breasts while your shaft was still travelling inside her folds. Suddenly, your tip hits a certain type of flesh, making Vivi squeal as the sensation she felt was out of this world. Figuring out the angle of her thrust earlier, her mission was to hit the pleasure point as much as she could. Vivi’s eyes rolled back, her mind was on the brink of shutting down because of the extreme amount of dopamine that she was releasing. The knot in her abdomen was tightening with each slam of her crotch as her breath became shallow.

“Baby, mommy’s gonna cum again!”

“Yes, cum all over my cock mommy.” You demanded.

As her thighs shook violently, her pussy clamped your cock with its maximum pressure. Finally, she floods your crotch with her juices as her orgasm hits. She came even harder than her first one, releasing a long and loud moan throughout her climax. It stayed for an amount of time until Vivi’s body weakens and leans towards your torso, marking the end of her peak. You hugged and patted her back before driving your hips under her crotch to chase your own peak.

“Oh fuck, I’m so close, I’m gonna fucking fill you mommy,”

“Y-Yes...please f-fill me up…” Vivi said weakly and locked you in with her legs.

With a loud grunt, you slam your hips aggressively, your body shudders as your cock erupts inside her, delivering thick and hot spurts of your built-up load. You hold her close to your body as you cum, wanting to send your semen deep into her womb and milking every last drop. Once you feel your orgasm has subsided, you pulled out your softening cock slowly off of her folds and as expected, some of your cum dribbled out of her pink pussy and down your stomach.

Vivi’s head perked up to match with your head level and locking her brown eyes onto yours with a sweet gaze. Automatically, you both kissed each other, sharing the feeling of satisfaction of pleasuring one another. Once you both pulled away, Vivi giggles softly, making your cheeks blush by how adorable she looks.

“Hey! What are you two doing?” Jinsol’s voice was heard through the door and all of a sudden, the door opens and two bodies fell on top of each other to the floor.

You and Vivi looked down to see two black haired girls on the floor with their faces down. One of them who was at the top of the other girl looks up and to your surprise, it was Hyejoo. You both looked at her confusingly while she was still processing what was going on. Widening her eyes, she immediately stood up.

“I’m sorry that we interrupted you!” Hyejoo said and quickly left the room with Yerim who just realized what was going on.

“Those kids…” Jinsol said as they passed her before looking directly at you.

“I...I can explain-”

“There’s no need to, baby. Just make sure you have enough for me~” Jinsol winked and closed the door, leaving you alone with Vivi.

“Sooo, should we clean up mo-sorry, I mean noona?” Your pet name for her slipping out as it still lingers in your mind, earning another set of giggle from Vivi.

“Sure, baby. Shall we?”

By the end of the day, your back and shoulders were feeling a lot better. But, your lower body could use a bit of a break.

Perhaps you could make Vivi’s patented massages a weekly thing.

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note; HOOOOOOOLY MOOOOOOLY i finished a goddamn story. for the past 4 months, i was struggling to pick which draft to finish but eventually, i decided to work on vivi's since no one has written about her yet. i'm really glad on how this has turned out, so i hope you enjoyed the story! :D

oh also, accepting commissions for a new title of the series.

[t0shii]

% pretty hands

.! timeskip! tsukishima, kageyama (sep) x gn!r

.! fluff, not proofread, mention of food in tobio's

.! this is like a pt 2 to my other "pretty hands" post, check that one out also!

tsukishima

it was common for you to sit or lay in tsukishima's lap while he read aloud for you. originally, he wasn't fond of reading out loud for you. he thought it was weird and awkward but one night when you just couldn't sleep, you'd asked him and he agreed, saying "if it'll help you sleep.... i guess so."

tonight was one of those nights, it was storming horribly and try as you might, you just couldn't sleep. tsukishima had grown irritated at your tossing and turning, "turn the lamp on, i'll get my book." you're not sure if you should be happy he's going to read to you or upset he's only doing so to stop you annoying movements, nonetheless the do as told, the now lit lamp beside your side of the bed just barely illuminates your room and you look to your boyfriend for further instructions. "c'mon then." he holds and arm out for you to climb under and you do just that, your own arms clinging to a penguin plush he'd gotten you at an aquarium a year ago.

he'd been reading for ten minutes and you still weren't budging. he pauses and takes a breath, "you sleepy yet?" you look away shyly, your answer barely audible "...no" he frowns at this, "i'll finish this chapter then find a different book." he mumbles, adjusting his glasses. truthfully, you hadn't been paying attention to the book at all, instead, your mind (and gaze) wandered to his hands instead, they were so pretty. pale and slender, worn-down baby blue nail polish on this nicely trimmed nails from where he'd let you, to your surprise, paint his nails one night many weeks ago and a dainty blue and white bead bracelet with your initials you'd made for him adorning his wrist, to which you had the match of with his initials instead.

he begins reading again but you can't stop looking at his hand- "so as he- what are you doing?" he looks at you confused as you take his free hand in yours, " kei, did you know you have really pretty hands?" you look up at him, "well... no? no one's ever told me that." his cheeks dust a light pink as you continue to inspect his hand, "well you do. they're so soft too, and way bigger than mine, look." you press the palm of your hand against his. of course he already knew his hands were bigger than yours, it didn't take much to notice the difference. you play with and compliment his hands for well over twenty minutes until your eyelids get droopy and eventually, you fall asleep. all this time, tsukishima never knew he had such pretty hands.

kageyama

it was routine that every tuesday evening you and kageyama had a little self-care night. face masks while taking a bubble bath together, movies, and of course take out from your favorite restaurant.

bubble baths were reserved for any thoughts or concerns the two of you needed vent out and the other would comfort you accordingly so. one thing to note about kageyama is that he's a hand talker not only this but his hands are beautiful (a compliment he's received from you many times before) as your boyfriend rants on about how his coach was making him sit out of a match they were having in a few days because his wrist was feeling off, he flicks some soap in your eye. really, you hadn't meant to be so dramatic with your, "AH tobio, be careful!" and you almost felt bad as he curses at himself. "oh shit, baby i'm sorry." he blows gentle, cool air onto your eye, "is it better?" after making sure his hands were free of soap, he gently rubs his thumb over your eye, "no, it stings really bad, tobi." you pout.

even with only one eye open, you can't help admiring your boyfriends hands. how nicely trimmed his nails were with a silver band around his ring finger that you'd gotten him for his birthday almost a year ago that he refused to take off, a mole on his wrist (which he hates) and a freckle in the shape of a heart right beside it. his hands were just pretty, they weren't too large but definitely not small. you take his hand in your own two, removing from your eye, "why are you wearing your ring in the bath?" you furrow your eyebrows at him, "uhh i never take it off. only for volleyball because coach yells at me if i don't." "oh."

you inspect his hand, fidgeting with his fingers and he lets you. "you trim your nails earlier?" "mhm" "i can tell. where'd this bruise come from?" "bumped it on the corner of the dining table." "ah. did i ever tell you that-" "yes, you've told me my hands are pretty. almost everyday, actually." you giggle at him, "that often huh?" "yep." "well, i mean it every time." you mumble, kissing his knuckles, "i know you do." he retracts his hand from yours, hooking a finger under your chin to force your face up, "you're eye looks better."

[gothmikasagf]

Stranger Things match-up

This specifically for the stranger things fandom!!

for my personality most people would say i can be annoying or pestering because i have very high energy and like to be dramatic, atleast when im with people alone im very quiet and just keep to myself but if i have a friend around i will make myself known i like to put on a show it's very humorous to me. ig im also like im obsessive but that's literally bc i have autism so once i like something i like it to the extreme i cannot like things a normal amount, oh and ive been told so many times that i talk way too much and they aren't wrong if i get the chance i won't shut up, sometimes i go mute and don't talk it can be for days or weeks it just depends and i feel like that is really important. id say im a pretty lazy person unless we're going out and doing something I'll just want to lay around- i love watching and analyzing movies and TV shows so much its one of my favoriteses things oh and im also a writer, I've been writing for awhile and i write about literally anything, my music taste is all over the place i like rock music alot thought but i also enjoy indie music! i listen to some metal not a whole lot but here and there when i feel like it. id say im q friendly person i don't go out if my way to be rude to people unless they've done something to me or one of my friends, i absolutely adore my friends they are the most important people to me in the world so I take it very seriously if someone is rude to them, i also play the drums im not the best at it but im learning! im a very opinionated person i have my ideas of thing and stick to them but im not close minded I'll always hear someone out. I've been told im really funny it's my favorite compliment to get uhh i think thats all for this section.

For my looks im black first of all, and 5'2 usually my nails are painted black or pink, i don't keep them long either - ive been told i look mad whenever i rest my face so atm i have braids in but usually i just wear my hair out or in twist, i don't really wear make up just mascara and stuff my my lips, im not the prettiest person but id say im about average i also have acne 🙁 it just doesn't wanna leave so 🤷‍♀️

I match you with...

Eddie Munson!

He wouldn't be scared to approach you even if your resting face can seem intimidating.

He thinks you're sooo pretty and doesn't care about the acne at all.

Would suggest you songs to listen to and maybe you could bribe him to listen to something other than metal.

He'd play some of your favorite songs on his guitar and invite you to see his band performing.

He'd love to listen to you talking about your interests, like really paying attention to what you say because he cares.

Would be really excited to read the things you write and maybe even asks you to help him with his dnd campaign planning from time to time.

You'd share opinions on pieces of media you both enjoy, on books and even people.

Would never think you're annoying! He knows he can be intense too, especially to people who don't him well.

I hope you enjoyed it! @toothsore

[chidori-mint]

Undercover Mission [Obito Uchiha x Reader]

Pairing: Obito Uchiha x Reader

Warnings: Just angst and FLUFF, swear words

WC: 3.6k

A/N: This is my contribution for the first server collab of Konoha Simps. The theme used was Fireworks. They said that fireworks symbolizes the release of suppressed feelings. A huge thanks to my amazing wifey, @bakubabes-hatake​ for always, always motivating me to write.😘 This song inspired me to write this piece. Find all the wonderful works here! Apology in advance, English isn't my first language but I do hope you enjoy this one! ❤ 

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You can't help but stare at his smile. This man, the one and only man, who can give you this weird feeling, a blissful feeling whenever you're together. This inexplicable joy when he's around. The feeling of love and contentment.

You feel your heart racing as he leans closer to you.

"Obito... I --"

"Y/n?"

That shivering feeling when he uttered your name.

"Y/N?!" You woke up from the loud knock from your door. You knew that voice. Another knock and it made you jump from your bed.

"Y/nnnnnn?! It's me!" Someone hollered outside your door.

With sleepy eyes, you dragged yourself out of the bed to answer the door. The man's eyes grew wide seeing you in your sleep wear -- a white tank top that hugs your perfect curves matched with black tight shorts.

Rubbing your eyes, you asked him "Obito? What are you doing here?"

"Y-you wear that to sleep?!" he stammered as his eyes were still glued at you as you noticed him shaking and sweaty.

"Uhh. Yeah?" you wondered and yawned.

He turned to look away, but his blushing cheeks are still evident.

"Uh, I-I see. Uhm. B-bakashi asked us to meet him in the Hokage's office." stuttering as he kept his eyes away from you.

"Oh, did he say why?" The three of you have been best friends since you can remember. So this is new to you, knowing Kakashi, he hates early morning meetings.

"He just said that it's important. So we gotta head there now, Y/n." He gave a half-smile as he threw his arms to the back of his head.

"You wanna come in while you wait for me?"

He blushed again at your question, "Uhm, you sure it's okay?"

You nodded as you let him in your apartment. "I'm gonna make us coffee, please make yourself comfortable."

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You entered the Hokage's office and both of you were surprised to see that Kakashi was already waiting at this early hour.

"Sorry for the short notice, but I have a mission for the two of you," he said as he tucked his hands in his pockets.

"Mission? You, idiot! Did they officially make you the sixth Hokage for you to give out missions?!" Obito complained.

"Obito, I am already the sixth Hokage. The Recognition day is just for formality." Kakashi boasted, he really knows how to annoy his best friend. "And anyway this mission is urgent." He declared.

"What kind of mission?" you ask.

Kakashi crossed his arms as he leaned on the desk, "An ancient Scroll of Seals was stolen from the Kazekage. Gaara specifically asked for a skilled shinobi from our village, and he believes that it was an inside job. They already have a suspect actually." He explained.

"You have to go undercover. You can't let anyone recognize you as shinobis." He handed out a brown envelope and Obito took it. "The details about the suspect are all there. Oh, and by the way, you have to go to the Sand Village and act as civilians, more specifically, as husband and wife."

"AS WHAT?!" you both yelled in unison.

"Kakashi, is there a specific reason why we need to go undercover as husband and wife?!" you blurted.

"Y/n's right!" Obito objected, but as you turned to look at him, you noticed him blushing again. "I mean -- we can go as normal civilians, r-right?"

"The Kazekage and three of us are the only ones who are aware of this mission. You can’t speak about this to anyone. He can't seem to trust his subordinates. We still don't know if the suspect works alone or if he has allies within their village. If you go there as a married couple, it'll be less suspicious."

"You idiot --"

"It's okay, Obito. Kakashi's right." You cut him. "I just hope we can make it back before your recognition day."

"Y/n, are you sure you're okay with this?" Obito implored.

"Obito, we've done thousands of deadly missions before." You smiled at him. Yes, you did missions with Obito and Kakashi. This is just a retrieval mission. This is nothing compared to the missions given by the previous Hokages. But this one is different. 

"You can go start packing now if you wanna be back before the recognition day. I want my best friends to be with me on that special day. After all, I'm the Hokage. Right, Obito?" He bragged.

"Whatever you say, you idiot." Obito retorted, "Let's get going, y/n."

"Hey uhm, you go, I still have questions regarding the mission. I'll meet you at the gates?" you asked.

"Oh, okay. I'll meet you there." Obito slowly walked out of the room. You turned to Kakashi as the door shut.

"Kakashi. What was that?" You sounded worried and anxious.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" He walked around the large wooden desk. He turned his swiveling chair and sat lazily on it.

"You know, you can count on me on S rank missions, right? But this? This is just a simple retrieval mission! Why don't you send someone else? Why does it have to be Obito and me? And are you serious with that married couple bullshit?"

Kakashi sighed as you bugged him with your questions.

"You just told Obito you were okay with it, didn't you?"

"I only agreed because I don't want him to think I'm not comfortable doing this with him!" You snapped.

"It's just a cover, y/n. What could possibly go wrong? As you said, this is just a simple mission."

"This is far different from the missions I’ve handled before. You know what could happen if I go on this mission with him! I can't keep pretending, Kakashi. These feelings I have just get stronger every goddamn day." You sighed.

"Then why don't you just tell him the truth?" He asked.

"You think that's easy?" He doesn't understand.

 You give up. You can never win against Kakashi. "Nevermind. See you when I get back."

You headed to the door and left him.

As you walk home, you try to convince yourself that everything will be just fine. As you reach your apartment, you gather all your essentials.

"Two days tops. Finish the job in two days. Then that's it!" you thought.

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Your journey to the Sand Village was rather quiet. You are not used to this. Obito is usually cheerful, loud, and always giving random compliments about you. But today, he didn't even utter a single word to you. As you reach the Sand Village at past midnight, you both try to look for a place to settle in for the night. You entered an old looking inn and let Obito do the inquiry. Your legs feel numb, your shoulders stiff, you’ve been leaping from tree to tree the whole day. And as you reach the outskirts of the Sand Village, you change from your ninja uniforms to civilian outfits and Obito did the same. He has been awkwardly quiet the whole time.

“We only have one vacant room left, are you going to take it?” asked the young lady from the front desk.

“As long as it has two beds, we’ll take it,” you said, your exhaustion painted in your face.

“I’m sorry, maam but the room has only one bed.” The lady smiled at Obito and it made your eyes narrowed at the young lady.

Unexpectedly, you felt his arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer to him, “Doll, it’s okay, there’s no need for two beds.” he whispered in your ear. He's so close you can feel his warm breath on your cheeks. He gave out a chuckle.

You forgot you were still undercover, “Oh yes, so silly of me. Miss, we’ll take the room.”

“Okay, then. Please enjoy your stay!” She handed the room keys.

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Obito unlocked the door and turned the knob. You followed him as he entered your shared room. You stared at the bed.

“It’s okay, y/n you can take the bed. I can sleep on the floor.” His voice was tight and serious. You study him as he drops his bag on the floor. You felt the cold rush of the wind blowing as he opened the windows. He has been giving you the silent treatment, you so decided to break the ice.

"Obito. Is there something wrong? You've been awfully quiet since we left the village. Are you okay?" You approached him.

"Wrong? No Y/n, nothing's wrong" He denied.

"I'm your best friend. You can't lie to me. I know something's bothering you." You insisted.

"Best friend, huh? Of course. I'm just your best friend. That's why you have the guts to lie to my face. I heard you and Kakashi." He ruled as he turned to face you.

His words shocked you, freezing your body in place. You swallow the building lump in your throat as you pressed your lips together. There's no more point in lying. He knew it. He knew everything.

"Obito, I've been meaning to tell you. Believe me. I have always loved --"

"Just save it, Y/n, please. Let's just get it over with this mission." He walked towards the door.

"I thought you --"

"Well, you thought wrong, princess." He slammed the door shut. Leaving you alone in the dark room.

Tears start to pool in your eyes, your chest feels heavy, it's like the air has been sucked out of the room. Warm tears had started to roll down your cheeks as you slowly sat down at the edge of the bed. You covered your face with your cold hands trying to muffle your cries. You laid yourself in the bed, staring at the ceiling. Blaming yourself for falling hard for your best friend. So this was the price you have to pay. Hopeless love in exchange of friendship. You covered and curled yourself under the sheets. This is just a bad dream. Just. A. Bad. Dream.

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You stretched your numb arms only to feel that the bed was cold and empty. You slowly opened your heavy and swollen eyes, you searched for Obito, but there was no trace of him.

If it wasn't for the mission, you wouldn't have the reason to get up from the bed.

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After taking a shower and putting on a nice sundress, you went down to look for Obito. The young lady from last night was back in the front desk.

"Hi! Good morning, uhm have you seen my… husband?" You asked her politely.

"Oh you mean, him?" She giggled.

"Hello, wife." As you face him, he holds your chin and kisses you. As soon as his lips parted from yours, it left you dumbstruck and speechless.

"Shall we?" He winked and held out his hand but you can't help but stare at him. "Y/n?"

"Oh… Yes. We should go." You took his hand as he bid goodbye to the young lady.

"You could at least do your part and act like my wife, y/n." He whispered as both of you exited the inn. "You're good at pretending anyway." He grunted.

You felt another pang of guilt.

"Obito, about last night…"

"Forget it. Not interested, anyway."

You felt embarrassed and hurt. You just want to finish this stupid mission, get back to the village and punch Kakashi right in the face.

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"I think that's our guy." He signaled. After hours of surveillance, you finally confirmed the suspect.

You both were sitting on a bench, while your guy was eating his ramen not too far away from your position. You both settled on the bench waiting for the man to move. You try to focus on the mission but the flashing images of last night's incident kept replaying on your mind on loop.

"So… How long have you been hiding that from me?" his voice brought you back to your senses as he gazed at you.

"I… pretty much a long time." You confessed. "I wanted to tell you but," You clenched your jaw, trying to hold back the tears from falling "I can't risk our friendship. And, I’m not sure how you’re gonna feel about it."

There was another odd silence between the two of you.

"This mission is important; we can't let our personal issues get in the way." He sounded stern.

This sudden change from his behavior made it clear to you that he's really not into you. And it rips your heart apart. You sat right next to each other but he still feels like he’s so far away from you. You’ve been dying to grab him right now, to hold him close, to kiss him, and to make him yours.

You get his point, "Of course," you agreed.

The man stood up from his seat and paid the ramen guy.

"Come on, we have to follow him." You complied quietly as you let Obito lead the mission. He rose up and stretched out his arms, "Let's go, princess."

"Wait, does he really have the scroll?" 

You watched him as he activated his Sharingan. "He has the scroll. But wait a minute," he sounded intrigued. "His chakra. It's… weird. It's… familiar."

He tried to study the man. “I mean look at him, who would wear a coat and a hat on a hot day like this?" he muttered as he expressed his disbelief.

The man started walking casually along the busy street of the Sand Village. You both tailed on him while keeping a safe distance. You slowly grabbed Obito's arms, you noticed he became stiff and surprised as you clung on him. "Relax, Obito. Husband and wife, remember?" you quietly reminded him. The least you could do, is to focus and make sure you accomplish this mission. 

“So, Kakashi mentioned that this mission is exclusive for us, right? And that nobody knows about it. Just us and the Kazekage?” he sounded unsure as he kept his eyes fixed on your target.

“Well, that’s what he said,” you confirmed. “Why?”

“I know that this may sound weird but, I have a feeling that we know this guy.” he stated.

Hearing Obito’s theory made you anxious. You both halted when you saw the man turn and entered an inn. 

“Is he luring us in?” you asked. "Why do I have a feeling that he already knows he's being followed?" 

“There's only one way to find out."

🍭🍡🍭🍡

You both entered the building and started searching for the man. You have combed all the rooms in the first floor, but he was nowhere to be found.You both climbed up the stairs as quietly as possible. You reached the first room on the second floor, just when you're about to open the door, Obito clasped your arm and pulled you closer to him. When you looked up at him, he put an index finger to his lips, "Let me," he whispered. 

He grabbed the door handle and slid it open only to reveal a very familiar man.

“YAMATO?!” you both screamed his name. 

His face was as white as the snow, his eyes grew wide as you guys barged in his door. 

“What are you doing here?” Obito asked.

“Did Kakashi send you?” you interrogated him. You rushed towards Yamato as he nervously stepped back.

“Well, I’m on a separate mission actually.” he chuckled nervously as he scratched his head. 

“Separate mission? What mission? I thought Kakashi said that this mission was exclusive for us.” Obito was puzzled.

“Well, uh yes. But you see, Kakashi sent me here to make uh sure that uhm..” he was avoiding any eye contact and was already stuttering. 

“To make sure that what? Spill it now, Yamato before I slit your throat!” you said furiously as you took out one of your Kunai and pointed it at him.

“Kakashi’s gonna kill me...” he muttered under his breath, beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead and upper lip.

“What does Kakashi have to do with this?” asked Obito, who seemed like he still was not getting the point to all of this. Your eyebrows twitched in annoyance.

“I will kill you now even before he gets his chance! Start talking now, you tree man!” you demanded as you inclined your head and gave him a death glare. You are fuming right now, something in your guts are telling you that this was all Kakashi’s stupid idea! 

“Well, you see, Kakashi asked me to help him finish his last mission before he could officially accept the responsibilities for being the Sixth Hokage,” Yamato said, trying his best to stay as calm as possible.

“His last mission?” you repeated as you exchanged glances with Obito.

“He said that both of you were uh…  giving him endless headaches. That you guys should just…” he paused as he rubs the back of his neck.

“Just what?!” you both exclaimed.

“Just date already!” he declared. You froze. How could Kakashi tell Yamato about your secrets? 

“Tch,” Obito snorted. “How would I date her if she likes Kakashi?” He crossed his arms over his chest as he looked away, his words left you bewildered.

“Wait up, you said you heard us talking in the Hokage’s office?” 

“Well, weren’t you referring to Kakashi?” he questioned.

“You idiot! So that’s why you were avoiding me the whole day when we left the village? Because you assumed that I liked Kakashi? You dumb ass! I was trying to confess to you last night but you won’t let me finish!” you cried. 

Your words struck him, his cheeks were blushing crimson again. “Y-you mean --?” swallowing the forming lump in his throat, “the mission was… fake?” he asked, giving you a perplexed look.

“Oh God. You really are the dumbest of all the Uchihas, aren’t you?!” you sighed in exasperation as you pinched the bridge of your nose.

“Obito,” Yamato butted in, “Y/n just admitted her feelings for you and you’re asking if the mission was fake?” he facepalmed. “Y/n, please enlighten me -- what did he do to make you swoon over him?” he teased.

“Me? Swoon over him?!” a flush crept up your face. 

“For heaven’s sake. You both are dumb, you know? I can’t believe this is what Kakashi has to deal with everyday. You guys are so exhausting. Work this out, you two.” he retorted in annoyance. He collected his things and headed to the door.

Yamato shut the door behind him and Obito did not make any effort to come closer to you and you were frozen from where you’re standing. No one talked. You could cut through the tension with a knife.

“I’m sorry about last night, Y/n. For driving you away…” Obito finally said. “I shouldn’t have treated you like that.”

“Okay… How else would you have?” you smiled dryly.

“Princess please, I need you to just listen to me, okay?” he bit down on his lip.

He grabbed both of your hands and brought them to his chest. You could feel his heart pounding below the skin, a very similar tempo to yours. “I like you, wait, no. I love you. The only thing that kept holding me back was that I really thought you liked Kakashi. I confronted him. But he said that you liked someone else, not him. That Bakashi, he should have told me the truth! Y/n, I can’t keep pretending anymore. I can’t pretend that I don’t want to hold you or that I’m not falling in love with you. I can’t and I won’t, not anymore.”

“What?!” Your jaw was on the floor. “You like… me? But last night --”

“Last night was a mistake.” He held both of your wrists in one hand and cupped your cheek with the other. Everything that he had said last night was starting to make sense a lot more sense now. It was heartbreaking, but now it made sense. 

“You were so infuriating, I was trying to tell you that I love you last night,” you said as you leaned into his palm.

“I am not infuriating!’ he denied.

“Okay but you’re dumb!” you jested.

“Okay, I’ll take that. But I know you love me.” his thumb traced your bottom lip, and he moved even closer to you.

Your heart skipped.

“So what are we doing then?” you asked, distracted by his touch on you. “Are we… together? Like, together together?”

“Well if you’ll have me, yes,” he said as his eyes flickered. “I want you, Y/n. Just as you are.” 

“I want you too,” your smile grew along with his.

“I meant what I said, princess. I love you.” his forehead pressed to yours, as you close your eyes in relief.

“I love you too, dumb ass.” you pressed your lips onto his and he took you gladly.

His arms slid around your waist, while the other went back to the back of your neck, to hold you in place as he kissed you like it was his last.

“I’m really sorry about last night, for being an asshole,” he told you through the kiss. It was mostly tongue and teeth, desperate and messy. “ Let me make it up to you, Y/n.”

He was intoxicating and all you could do was nod, your eyelashes fluttering as his lips travelled down your neck, sucking on your skin.

“MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!” Yamato appeared in the window making Obito’s posture straightened. He kept his hands on you, pulling you close to his chest like you were in danger.

“Maybe that’s why Bakashi and this tree boy get along so much,” he murmured.

“Huh, why?” you asked.

“They’re both cockblockers.” he whispered.

“Hey! I heard that!” Yamato narrowed his eyes. “So are we getting back to the village?”

“Uh, we’ll stay a little longer.” Obito replied, as he smirked at you. “I have to make it up to her. We might miss Bakashi’s recognition day though. I plan to ravish my princess and we have to make up for all the times we should have been together.”

[junosartsthetic]

I Know you like Polnareff alot so I'll request one .. can I get a Polnareff oneshot where the reader is part of the crew and knows french so she flirts with Pol. And no one else has a clue what's going on?

I used google translate for the French so R.I.P. to the accuracy. I’ll put what I was trying to say in brackets, however, and if anyone who actually speaks French wants to correct me they are more than welcome. Also this uhh... this is one of the longest things I’ve written in a while. Did someone say comfort character?

As soon as the frenchman spotted you getting off the bus, he flashed you a wide smile. It’d been a while since he’d last seen you, but he’d recognize your features anywhere.

The other crusaders looked on, waiting to see who the special person Pol called in to help was. All he said was that you were an old friend.

Your boots moved against the concrete elegantly as you tucked a stray hair out of your face. The light blouse and sleek pants you wore complimented your figure nicely.

You waved, blowing Pol a kiss when you spotted him. “Bonjour,” you said, the French rolling off your tongue as though it was your first language.

Polnareff opened his arms for a hug but you just clicked your tongue. “Oh, no. I’m still mad at you, Jean. Now, why did you make me come all the way out here? Where even is here? What country is this?” you shook your head. “God, it’s been such a long trip.”

You noticed Pol’s companions and shook hands with each, introducing yourself as you did so.

“So, you’re the old friend Polnareff has been mentioning,” the man who introduced himself as Avdol prompted.

You nodded. “Something like that. But I still don’t know why I’m here.” Joseph piped up. “We’re trying to defeat an enemy that goes way back. Polnareff said you could assist us.”

You glared at the silver-haired man who was currently distracting himself with his nails. “Oh, he just assumed I would, huh?” you huffed. “Well, I’m already here so I might as well.”

That was the start of your inclusion as part of the crusaders. As time went on, you got to know the others more, befriending them as best as you could. You still gave Jean the cold shoulder, however. The others weren’t sure why, but Jean knew what he did wrong. That’s for damn sure.

The others found out, eventually, though; over a dinner, in fact.

You sat next to Avdol, chatting about nothing in particular. Pol directly across from you, simply pouting.

Joseph looked between the two of you. “So, uhh, what’s your past together, really? I know you said not to bring it up but if we’re to defeat Dio together we should get along. All of us. And that means fixing whatever shit Polnareff did to make you mad at him.”

“Moi? Why do you assume it was ME that did something?” Polnareff spoke up, crossing his arms.

“Because it was you,” was your reply as you took a sip of your beverage.

His face flushed. “That was a long time ago.”

You glared at him. “But you never apologized.”

“Es-tu sérieux? Qu'ai-je fait de mal? [Are you serious? What did I do wrong?]”

“Tu veux vraiment y aller? Tu n'as même jamais dit au revoir! J'avais dix-huit ans à l'époque! Vous êtes parti sans un mot et je ne savais pas où vous étiez et vous m'appelez soudainement de nulle part et vous attendez à ce que je voyage des centaines de kilomètres pour vous aider? [Do you really wanna go there? You never even said goodbye! I was eighteen at the time! You left without a word and I didn't know where you were and then you suddenly call me up out of nowhere and expect me to travel hundreds of kilometers to help you?]”

“J'avais dix-huit ans aussi, au cas où tu aurais oublié! J'étais un enfant stupide! Tu étais mon ... tu sais ce que tu étais pour moi! Je ne voulais pas tout gâcher! [I was eighteen too, in case you forgot! I was a stupid kid! You were my... you know what you were to me! I didn't want to mess it up!]”

You scoffed. “Gâcher? Et vous pensiez que me quitter après que nous ayons dormi ensemble pour la première fois n'était PAS une erreur? [Mess it up? And you thought leaving me after we slept together for the first time was NOT messing it up?]”

The others were simply looking back and forth in confusion. Obviously, you two had a rough past. Joseph cleared his throat awkwardly. Maybe he shouldn’t have brought it up…

Pol glanced down at his plate. “Je ... je suppose que c'était mal de moi. Je suis désolé. Je ... t'aime toujours, tu sais? Je n'ai jamais arrêté. [I ... I guess it was wrong of me. I am sorry. I... still love you, you know? I never stopped.]”

You began to cry.

Avdol put a comforting hand on your shoulder, though he didn’t know what to say.

“God damnit,” you muttered. “I still love you too, moron.”

There was silence. Though they understood only that, the other crusaders knew what went down between the two of you.

After that, everyone went to their rooms. Nothing else was spoken other than unmeaningful ‘good night’s and ‘see you tomorrow’s.

In the morning, you woke up with a newfound purpose in life. You knew how he felt, and he knew how you felt, but you were determined to grind his gears in revenge, anyway. He broke your heart so he deserved it. How to do it, however? You had a plan.

“Good morning, everyone,” you said as you walked into the breakfast area, your black silk robe still tied neatly against you. “I hope you all slept well. I have a feeling today is going to be a great day!”

“Uhh, yeah,” Kakyoin muttered, raising a brow. “You okay? You were… crying last night.”

You ruffled his hair. “Oh, don’t even worry about it, I’m great! More than great, actually.”

With that, you mozied off to grab a plate and start piling on breakfast items to eat. Luckily, the man you were looking for was right in front of you.

“Bonjour,” you said, tone light.

Pol shot you a look, but didn’t question your cheery attitude. “Salut.”

“Tu as l'air différent ce matin. Plus beau. Avez-vous fait quelque chose avec vos cheveux? Ou changer de tenue? [You look different this morning. More handsome. Did you do something with your hair? Or change your outfit?]”

“Non? Qu'est-ce que tu fais? [No? What are you up to?]”

You shrugged. “Je te donne juste un compliment. [Just giving you a compliment.]”

He finished stacking up his food and started to head back to the table, you following behind him.

As soon as you sat down, you began conversing once more. Running a hand lightly through his styled hair, you asked, “Êtes-vous sûr de n'avoir rien changé? [Are you sure you didn't change anything?]”

Jotaro let out a sigh, tilting his hat down. “Good grief. Here we go again.”

Pol shooed your hand away. “Oui. Maintenant mange. [Yes. Now eat.]”

This was the regular all day. Any chance you got, you’d pay him a compliment in French. The poor frenchman didn’t know what you were up to, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to find out.

After dinner, when the ones who were old enough to drink went down to the bar, was when things really started heating up.

Avdol and Joseph sat beside you as you sat beside Pol. They were busy chatting when they noticed you start a conversation. Despite not understanding, they decided to listen in.

“Belle nuit, non? [Beautiful night, no?]” you said, leaning your head against his shoulder as you stirred your glass. 

You were right. It was beautiful.

“Oui [yes],” he agreed.

“Pas aussi beau que toi [not as beautiful as you],” you quipped, nudging him with your elbow.

He let out a sigh. He would love nothing more than to take the compliment as it was, but he knew not to. He felt stupid not knowing what you were up to, but he had a feeling it had to do with him falling for your scheme of compliments. His expression remained neutral, though you spotted color appearing on his cheeks. You smirked.

“Cette nuit n'était pas si mauvaise, non? C'est pour ça que tu es parti? Parce que je n'étais pas assez bon? Parce que je serais prêt à réessayer. Donnez-moi une autre chance et je jure que vous ne voudrez plus jamais quitter le lit. [That night wasn't so bad, was it? Is that why you left? Because I wasn't good enough? Because I'd be willing to try again. Give me another chance and I swear you'll never want to leave the bed.]” Your feet nudged his legs as you spoke.

You felt his shoulder tense underneath you.

“Ce n'est pas ça et tu le sais. [That's not it and you know it.]”

You began to trace the top of his hand with your nails, drawing little shapes. You noticed the hair on his arms stand up.

“Je ne te crois pas~~~~ [I don't believe you~~~~]”

Joseph leaned over to whisper to Avdol. “I think she might be flirting with ‘im.”

“Why would she do that if he broke her heart?”

Joseph shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve never understood a woman’s true motives a day in my life, that’s why I was asking you what you think.”

“I’m a fortune teller, Mr, Joestar, not a mind-reader.”

Dismissing Avdol, Joseph tuned back into what was happening on the other side of him.

You now had one arm wrapped around his bicep, the other trailing a nail from his hand up to his shoulder and towards his neck.

“Rejoignez-moi dans ma chambre et convainquez-moi, n'est-ce pas? [Join me in my room and convince me there, won't you?]”

Polnareff gently grabbed your hand, stopping you from caressing his face. “Pourquoi fais-tu ça? Je sais que tu gardes toujours rancune. [Why are you doing this? I know you still hold a grudge.]”

You let out a weary sigh. “Oh chéri. S'il vous plaît. Arrêtons-nous avec les présentations et le bavardage. [Oh, love. Please. Let's just stop with the introductions and chit-chat.]”

With that, you stood up, moving to grasp his wrists and lead him away from the bar.

Joseph turned to Avdol but the Egyptian shook his head. “We’re not following them. Well, I’m not. I’ll be in the room. You’re welcome to do whatever, Mr. Joestar, but I’ll have no part.”

Avdol got up, moving towards the stairs.

Joseph scoffed. “Well, fine.” He ran after Avdol. “Wait for me!”

You let out a sigh of relief. You brought Pol out into the empty patio, and there was no sign of the other two following you. You breathed out, breath visible in the cool air.

“I think we’re alone now,” you said. “Finally.”

Polnareff turned to you, expression one that was commonly found on him present. Confusion. “What are you trying to accomplish? Just tell me.”

You said nothing, your hands tracing up both of his arms before resting against his cheeks. You used your thumb to caress his face. Fluttering your eyelashes, you gave him a look he recognized from way back in that hotel in France. You leaned up, getting on your tippy toes.

Despite the logical side of his brain telling him he shouldn’t, he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in.

Your lips met, but before anything could happen, you pulled away suddenly. You were crying.

“I’m such an idiot,” you muttered. “Why did I think this was a good idea?” You backed away from his grasp. “I’m sorry.” Polnareff’s heart shattered. He hated seeing you in tears, especially since he didn’t know the reason. He assumed it was probably him. “What’s wrong?”

You bit your lip. “I was going to get revenge,” you said. “Do to you what you did to me. But I can’t. If… if I go up to your room and do what we did together when we were teens I could never convince myself to leave you. Because I’m still in love with you, and not just a little bit. A lot. So much that it hurts. And I don’t want you hurt, even though you hurt me. Because I’m stupid in love with you.”

For such a talkative man, he had nothing to say. 

You two just stood in silence, cold air freezing your skin as you rubbed your arms. You let out a shaky sigh, eyes closing. You felt like an idiot. A love-sick idiot.

Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you against a broad chest that smelled of French alcohol and cigarette smoke. You took in a breath.

“I should be the one apologizing, ma chérie,” he said, voice cracking with emotion. “You deserve the world and if I could go back I never would have left you in that room. I just-- you had such big plans. You were an exchange student from America who was studying things I couldn’t even pronounce. I was some dumb nobody scrounging and wallowing about with no real purpose.”

“You’re an idiot,” you mumbled, arms moving to wrap around his neck as you glanced up at him. “You’re such an idiot, Jean Pierre.”

“I know,” he said, giving you a small smile. His cheeks were pink. “I really do know.”

“But I’d like you to be MY idiot from now on, if that’s okay with you.”

He gave a chaste kiss to your forehead. “If you’re willing to take me back, even in this hell of a situation we’re in right now, then I’d love nothing more, ma chérie.”

Your response was in the form of a kiss. But this time, it wasn’t a short one.

What finally pulled you two apart was a familiar gruff voice from a few stories above. “I knew it! I knew it!”

You both looked up, shooting glares at the elderly Joestar. He gave you a quick smile before popping his head back inside his window.

You let out a giggle, Polnareff chuckling along.

“Oh my,” you sighed. “What have I gotten myself into?”

He grinned. “I have no idea, myself, ma chérie. But we’ll have a bizarre adventure finding out!”

That night, you two shared a bed, snuggled up against each other. There was nothing more than scattered kisses shared, but it was a pleasant night, nonetheless.

When morning came, however, and you were met with strong arms embracing you from behind as a familiar snore sounded in your ear, you felt better than you had in years. More specifically, since that night in France.

Letting out a hum, you turned to kiss his forehead. “God, I love you, you big French idiot,” you mumbled. And you meant it. 

Hope you enjoyed! <3

[j-hoseok94]

Book:House of Cards

Author:ReyRey

01•02•03•04

Four

The question rolled off his tongue a little too easily as I stood stunned and not knowing exactly what to say, I just looked up at his cute little bunny smile. "Uhh.. well..T-This weekend?" I looked down almost not wanting to say yes but also not wanting to lose the chance to find out what he was asking exactly. He kept his eyes on me and i wish that he wasn't so close to me so I could think. I didn't really have anything to do but i had to make it look like i was a busy girl. I chewed on my bottom lip over thinking what he was asking. "Um i'm actually not busy this weekend. Why do you ask?"

His smile growing as he heard what I said. "So what you're saying is you're free?" I nodded as he rubbed his thumb along his bottom lip. I couldn't help but look at his bottom lip looking slightly puffy and as pink as a cherry blossom tree in the middle of spring. They looked irresistible and I knew he was rubbing his thumb there on purpose just so it would draw my attention there.

He chuckled and let his hand fall to his side as he continued to stare. "That's actually great cause Jimin is throwing a party on Saturday and you are now my plus one princess."

My mouth dropped open,"I-I.." Honestly i was at a loss for words, here I was a very shy awkward girl who really only had one friend, and here he was one of the most popular guys in our school asking me to a party. "Great so I'll let you know what time it starts and where it's at. See you on Saturday princess."He pushed a strand from my face and tucked it behind my ear. His touch gentle but intentional, i couldn't breathe and was still in shock as I watched him walk away.

'What the actual fuck just happened?' I asked myself as I started walking home. Soon enough my best friend was there waking next to me. I was still in my thoughts not even really noticing him talking to me about his day. As I pulled myself out of my very puzzled thoughts i listened to what he was saying,"You wouldn't even believe my day Rose! My crush she lent me a pencil! Oh god why is she so freaking pretty i can't even form words, i'm too shy. Rose! Rose? Are you even listening to me?"

I laughed, he acted like such a girl sometimes well to be honest he was only that way around me cause we grew up together and I rubbed off on him. He used to be so serious and he tries too hard, but he is super sweet and whoever ends up with him would be lucky to have him. He's a big teddy bear and way too shy for his own good. I've tried to break him out of his little shell he's formed over the years from the constant rejection, but nothing I do really works. I mean shit ladies he's not ugly and he's always working out so his body was always in tip top shape. Though he is a huge nerd and a dork so i guess why some girls are like ehh. Still he was adorable in his own way.

"I'm listening chipmunk calm down you're acting like a female." He pouted at me calling him a chipmunk but he let it go.

Deepening his voice on purpose,"I'm not a female i'm a man." I died of laughter having to stop in my tracks and hunch over strands of my hair falling forward. "Aw man you're hilarious. How could you even say that when you were practically squealing over a girl lending you a pencil?" I scrunch my eyebrows at him and continued walking wiping the tears that came to my eyes from laughing so hard.He punched my arm,"Hey! Don't be mean." I wrapped my arm around his shoulder, "Oh chipmunk you're adorable sometimes." I giggled as we walked the rest of the way to my house.

~

It was late, maybe around 10 pm i glanced at my passed out best friend he was sprawled across my couch. His long bangs covering one of his eyes as he lightly snored. It was adorable and he looked like a little kid when he was knocked out like this. I grabbed my fluffy blue blanket gently placing it over my best friend as I pushed his bangs from his face, he shifted, I froze fearing that i woke him up but after a moment he resumed his light snoring. I let out my held breath "Pheww that was close.." I tiptoed to my room and climbed into my soft bed making sure to place my phone on it's charger.

BZZ..

I groaned 'I was just getting comfy' I rolled over grabbing my phone and unlocking the screen.

JUNGKOOK:

I'm excited for Saturday princess i hope you are to 😉

I did a double take as i realized it was Jungkook texting me..and it was 10 at night why was he messaging me so late.

ROSE:

WTH it's freaking 10 at night why are you messaging me so late? How did you even get my number?

BZZ..

JUNGKOOK:

It's not that hard for a person like me to get your number sweetheart.

I grew annoyed with his pet names they made me cringe.

ROSE:

Stop calling me weird names creeper. Anyways i never actually said i would go with you soo..

I smirked at my response trying to unleash some of my smart ass qualities ..it wasn't working.

BZZ..

JUNGKOOK:

Aww princess it was never an option. I'm Jungkook i always get what i want and right now i want you. You'll soon realize how you truly feel for me.

I read the text slightly disturbed 'What the hell was he thinking i didn't like him like that, i mean yeah he's hot but i would never date him. How would he 'make me' like what was he gonna do, kidnap me?' i paused at my thoughts as they turned dark. i shook my head 'no he was a creep but he wouldn't stoop that low.'

I decided to leave the conversation at that not wanting to waste time on him. I laid down letting my eyelids close as I drifted to sleep wanting this week to be done with.

~

It was Friday finally and that meant the party was tomorrow. I was actually nervous i had never been to a party let alone invited to one and here one of the biggest fuckboys in school was pretty much making me go. I closed my locker swiftly and locked it as i was about to turn around i heard footsteps stop behind me. I didn't want to turn around what if it was Yoongi he was avoiding me like the plague ever since he lost his temper in the hallway. I took a deep breath,"Why hello Princess how's your day going?" I stifled a groan. Jungkook. I turned around, fast to respond in a smart ass way, but as I turned I was met with three other guys standing around Jungkook. I froze, my mouth agape like an idiot. "What's wrong Rose? Finally have nothing to say back?" I scowled at him clutching my books so tight to my chest causing my boobs to be smashed closer to me. He looked down at my actions, eyebrows raising a small grin forming on his face.

"Don't even think about it!" i scolded him,"What do you want Jungkook?"

"I already told you princess i want you" I rolled my eyes at him ignoring his comment.

"Are you not gonna introduce us to your friend here Kookie?" a very tall angelic man said nudging Jungkook with his elbow. Kookie rolled his eyes now with a scoff,"Sure Taehyung you can meet Rose." The tall guy reached out his hand his half blonde half pink hair looking intentionally messy which only added to angelic features his contacts making him have blue eyes made me melt a little. I smiled weakly up towards him extending my hand out to meet his. He had such big hands but they were soft as fuck. "I'm Taehyung but you can call me Tae. It's nice to finally put a pretty face to the name." He smiled a cute ass boxy smile and I couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed. I giggled maybe a little too much,"Nice to meet you Tae."

Jungkook looking a little irritated,"Well i mind as well introduce everyone then. Hoseok, Jimin this is Rose." I shifted my attention to the other guys standing beside kookie. Hoseok had brown hair and brown eyes, taller than me, but to be fair everyone was taller than me. His smile was like a ray of sunshine as he waved to me. "Hiiiii Rose, You can call me Hobi." I smiled politely and waved back.

Jimin ,who was a few inches taller than me, had purplish grey hair and he had some grey contacts on which complimented his hair. He looked at me sideways checking me out head to toe. "Great choice for your plus one Jungkook. Don't break her alright." He patted Kookie's shoulder and turned to walk away not even giving me another glance. Jungkook looked over his shoulder to Jimin with a chuckle,"No promises ChimChim."

I stared after Jimin wide eyed 'Break her? Wth did he think was gonna happen at this party!' I glared at Jungkook disgusted with his response. I would make him wish he could have me. "I have class I'll see you guys tomorrow at the party right? Tae and Hobi?" They looked at me, smiled and nodded,"Great bye boys." Deciding to be bold and confident for once in my life I built up the courage and I gently brushed my finger under Tae's chin, "I'll see you later handsome." Winking at him i walked right past a very wide eyed Jungkook and ran my finger across Hobi's chest, "You too Hobi."

I continued off to class turning a corner, my confidence faltering as I realized what I just did. I started shaking 'What the fuck was that? Where did that come from? I was just so damn triggered that Jungkook even thought he had a chance. I didn't mean for that to come off that way. Fuck.'

I tried my very best to forget that had even happened. For the rest of the day I stayed to myself not talking much. Last period came and Yoongi actually showed up for class plopping down next to me. He looked over at me. I had my chin resting on my hand and I was fiddling with my pencil not paying any real attention to him. "What's wrong with you? Boyfriend break up with you or something?"

I scrunch my eyebrows and let a light laugh escape my mouth. "What boyfriend? No one here wants to date me." I said in a low voice, not having enough energy to hold my tongue or hide my low self esteem.He scrunched his eyebrows at me looking almost upset at my comment but I just assumed I was over analyzing. I sighed deeply closing my eyes for a moment,"Look, I don't really wanna talk today so i don't care what you do for the project i gave my ideas so do with it what you want. Okay?" He nodded not saying anything else.

I really didn't wanna go to this stupid party tomorrow my anxiety was already high as fuck and now it was taking it's toll on my energy. If I don't go Jungkook would probably show up at my house like the creep he is and drag me out of the house. 'What would i even wear?' I didn't have any chick friends so asking for fashion advice was a no go. My best friend he had no idea about girls fashion and he had never been to a party as far as i knew so again a no. I glanced over at Yoongi who had his headphones in his ears clearly lost in his music occasionally jotting down corrections to be made to the rhythm.

He had on black little hoop type earrings, a yellow Rolling Stones t-shirt with white suspenders attached to his dark blue torn jeans, black combat boots and a black leather jacket with pins and zippers on it. He looked cute and obviously he had some sense of fashion I decided to ask him. I would probably instantly regret it but I didn't have anyone else to ask that would be honest. I nudged his elbow a little he didn't even budge. I nudged again... Nothing. 'Alright i guess i have to resort to extreme measures.' I reached up and ruffled his minty hair causing it to stick up in a weird way. He flinched and almost fell out of his chair. "What the hell!?" he looked over at me eyes blazing with anger. I couldn't help but laugh at his reaction covering my mouth with my sleeve trying to stay quiet.

"I'm sorry...You.... You weren't responding to my nudges...So I had to resort to... extreme measures." laughing in between every few words.

He scratched his head and started running his fingers through his hair trying to fix what i messed up,"What do you want?"

I cleared my throat and sat upright. "So Jungkook is making me go to this party Jimin is throwing tomorrow and i don't know what to wear honestly cause, i've never been invited to parties so I guess what I'm asking is what should i wear?" I rambled on for too long it seemed.

He just looked at me, his face expressionless. "Jungkook invited you? Ha what the hell was he thinking, inviting someone like you to Jimin's party? Well you don't have the curves for a dress and you probably don't know how to walk in heels..honestly the clothes you wear to school is unattractive so i don't see why you would even go. To top it all off you don't even have that pretty of a face. Just stay home."

As he finished his rant i was so shocked i didn't even notice the tears that had welled up in my eyes, slowly spilling over the edge. "You didn't need to be such a jerk about it Yoongi!" I grabbed my book bag and without another look back i ran out of the class not caring that it wasn't over yet. I ran blurry eyed and all to the exit not wanting to even be in the same building as him. 'Why did I ever think Min Yoongi was anything more than an asshole.' I ran my ass all the way home, not stopping until I got there.

-Yoongi-

Yoongi wasn't trying to hurt her feelings he was just so consumed with anger at Jungkook. How could he invite Rose to Jimin's party what was his end goal? Oh who was he kidding it's Kookie we all knew his end goal. Yoongi just wanted to protect her to keep her from making the same mistakes other girls did when they went with Kookie. If he had to make her hate him he was willing to go that far. He didn't understand why he was so protective of her. He just was, she was too innocent for this world and too fragile. Perfect like an untouchable statue or better yet a Goddess.

He walked aimlessly after class the memory of her crying face as she stared at him. His heart ached 'Why did she have to look so heartbroken' He hated seeing her sad let alone cry he just wanted to hold her and run his fingers through her long black hair. He suppressed his thoughts. He knew he could never be with her the way he was thinking. He kept brushing it off like it meant nothing to him. There was no way he had actual feelings for her. 'It's just sexual tension that's all, i just need to get her and then i'll be over it.' He laughed it off like what he thought was the truth. 'Now I have to go to this party and make sure Kookie behaves.' He shoved his hands in his pocket and headed home. Mentally noting that he had to get to Rose first before Kookie could get his grubby little hands on her.

'Watch yourself Kookie you're playing a dangerous game. One you're not prepared to play.'

He lowered his head at the thought, letting his Minty bangs cover his eyes as he smiled.

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