#if i don’t laugh i think i’ll acc start crying at this point

[pierregaslays]

imagine your parents taking your ex’s side in the breakup over yours 🥲

[iwadori]

Hiiii can i request prompt 53 with tsukki? My annoying cousin u may know @chibiiichan(i cant tag her its a surprise) recommend ur account and well she never been right more than now I LIKE UR ACC TOO URM JUST TAG HER IN THE POST (bcs its actually her birthday next week monday so....the least i could do this bcs she likes tsukki and shes recently talk abt the iwazumi story of yours....lmao shes cringe but in the same time got mad n i was besides her hearing her whining like bruh 'its 1 am'...i know i should buy something for her but she got spoiled enough 💅...that mf-) thank you ✨

‘ALWAYS AND FOREVER’

TSUKISHIMA X READER

2K WORDS

GENRE: ANGST,FLUFF

TW: SLIGHT AMBIGIOUS MENTION OF SUICIDE/ASSISTED DEATH, AND DEATH, CURSING (IN MY A/N)

THIS IS FOR @chibiiichann Happy birthday, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS (BECAUSE I HATE IT :D ) SOOOOO YEAH I HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR BIRTHDAY.

NOT PROOFREAD AT ALL. EXPECT SLIGHT MISTAKES

You were dying. You knew it. Your husband, Kei, knew it. Even friends you haven’t spoken too since high school knew it.

So why did you all pretend that everything was okay?

5 year old Y/N:

You were running around your neighbourhood park chasing after butterflies, without a care in the world. As you were frollicing in the grass, you manage to trip over a rock tumbling to the ground scraping your knee making it bleed. Looking down at your slightly injured knee, your lip begins to quiver which eventually leads to wails of tears streaming down your face.

“you don’t have to cry you know?” said a slightly quiet voice towering over you. Above you was a boy, quite tall with a fat pair of glasses, golden eyes and a head full of blonde locks.

“Well when I get hurt, I cry” you say matter oh factly (is that the phrase?) rubbing your nose as you sniffle. He held out a hand to you, which you immediately took shooting upwards and brushing yourself off.  

The boy, after looking at you wildly, turns around and walks back to the actual park. “Oi wait,” you call at the boy swiftly following him “aren’t you going to ask my name?”

“no.” he says simply, proceeding to walk ahead.

“well my names Y/N L/N pleasure to meet you,” you say jumping in front of him so he doesn’t move, waiting for him to tell you his name...which he doesn’t. “you don’t have to be so rude you know”  

“I’m not being rude” he says stiffly “ it’s just my brother says not to speak to strangers” a smirk appears on his face to say ‘you can leave me alone now.’  

As if on cue, his brother approaches the both of you given the boy a slap on the back making him cringe “Hey Kei, who’s the friend you’ve made here?”  

“My name is Y/N L/N and I'm here to be KEI’s best friend!” you said putting the emphasis on the word Kei after just learning that was the blondes name.  

Kei rolled his eyes and sighed saying “nii-chan can we go home now” he folded his arms in annoyance.

“No Kei, you’ve got to get to know your new found friend Y/N-Chan right?” his brother said teasingly, knowing it was the last thing Kei wanted to do.

“Yes ofcourse!” you say with a toothy grin, dragging Kei along with you to his demise.

Until the sun went down, you spent the rest of your time with Kei getting to know eachother (well him getting to know you more, since you did all the speaking.) Regardless of his previous annoyance in getting to know you in the first place, Kei would be lying if he said he didn’t want to know you now.

As the sun was setting, Kei’s older brother (who’s name you learned was Akiteru) called him to tell him he had to go home because dinner was ready. Before he left, you grabbed his hand and wrapped your pinky finger around his saying “As long as we shall live, we will always look out for eachother as we are forever bestfriends, agreed?”

back to present -  

In some odd way, this was Kei’s way of looking out for you. He knew what you had was uncurable and would weaken you even more as the days go by, so pretending like nothing was wrong seemed to be best in his eyes.  

Everything you and Kei did was a game or some nostalgic act that you once did when you were children. It was sweet to say the least, seeing Kei all engrossed and determined to make you happy.  

Your alarm rings snapping you out of you daydream, ‘it was time for medicine’ you thought with your face scowling at the thought. Immediately on time, as always, Kei comes In the room with all your medicine thats needed.

“Aren’t you my perfect little nurse Kei” you say teasingly giving him a wink, laughing as you see his face turn red.

“Do you have to do this every time y/n?” he asks rolling his eyes at your childish behaviour.

“Oh I'm just showing love to my best and favourite nurse” you continue laughing at your own words

“Im your only ‘nurse’” he deadpans giving you your medicine as you talk.

“Well that is more reason to make you the best nurse.” you say smiling.

Silence falls between you, and you stare down at your arm watching as your husband gives you the medicine making you frown. “Do we have to keep doing this?” you ask which is probably the 1000th time you’ve asked.

“Of course we do Y/N as I’ve said yesterday and the day before that and the day before that it-”

“But do we really?” you interrupt “I can’t keep doing this. You can’t keep doing this.”

“Do you doubt me Y/N, I can do this forever” he says “ I can take care of you forever”

“But I don’t wan-”

“I’m finished, I’m going to start on dinner” he gets up and leaves the room yelling “I’ll call you when it’s done.”

Sometimes you and Kei have these conversations. And all the time it ends the same way. You complain, he ignores and then you go and have dinner.

You can understand why he doesn’t want to have this conversation. Who would want to hear about their partners complaints about practically being alive. Kei was torn, ever since he met you all he wanted to was to keep you happy. But could he compromise his own happiness for it.

15 year old Y/N - flashback

“Kei Kei, aren’t you excited!” you yell smiling widley

“Excited for what?” he asks, amused by your enthusiasm “it’s just highschool.”

“Well it’s a new highschool! Karasuno high school, to be exact.”

“And that is still just a school.” he says

“Not just any! That’s the school nii-chan went too, and even tho he lie-”

“Let’s not talk about it Y/N” he murmurs “we should go now, don’t want to be late on our first date.”

Going to Karasuno was fun, at the start everyone was pleasant and nice. But after a week or two when you and Kei were still stuck to eachother like glue, people weren’t so pleasant. Kei was like a pop idol, being gorgeous and over 6ft at just the age of 15, caused alot of attention, especially when he was always around you.

At the start, the hate you got was bearable, it was the petty bitchy notes in your locker or just people blatanly talking badly about you infront of you. People didn’t do it when you weren’t around Kei, so when he had volleyball practice (which you were so excited that he joined the team) you were a big target for the bullies to come around.

Kei didn’t really know of the bullying that happened towards you, especially since he was mainly in practice or not around when it happened. But one day in practice he heard some of his teammates, kageyama and hinata who seemed to talking about a student in one of their classes that was always getting picked on by the other girls in the year.

“Yeah and I heard that Nana-san was planning on getting her and her friends to attack Y/N-san soon.”  said Hinata

“Shrimpy, who are they planning on attacking?” Kei asks to make sure he just heard the ginger correctly.

“Oh this lovely person in our class their name is Y/N-san” he says, looking at Kei’s reaction he also asks “Why? Do you know them?”  

Kei doesn’t respond, and immediately leaves the gym, ignoring Hinata’s and the other members of the teams yells of ‘Where are you going tsukishima.’ He didn’t care, he just had to get to you.  

He searched all the classes, asking every student if he knew where you were. Someone directs him to the toilets, where he burst through the door to see the other girls in your year surrounding you and beating you up.  

“What the fuck are you doing to them?” he yells startling the girls.

“T-T-Tsukishima-san" one girl says “It’s not what it looks like.”

“Oh fuck off” he says, with them still frozen in shock “I said go!”  

“And don’t think I don’t know your names either” he calls after them.

He rushes towards your bruised body on the ground and cradles you gently, confused on what to really do. “Oi Kei,” you say weakly catching his attention “I would’ve won if you didn’t come to stop the fight.” you joke making him scoff.

“Whatever you say Y/N.”

After you heal up, Kei already told on the girls that beat you up getting them suspended, and you explain how they were treating you because of their infatuation of him. And how they only did it when he wasn’t around.

Once he learns this information, he decides to quite the volleyball team, to your surprise. But you demands on making him not quit were ignored, as he excused it by saying “I have to make sure you’re always alright remember, and if that means quitting some volleyball team then so be it.”

That was one out of the many times that Kei put his happiness before yours.

Flashback over.

When you first got diagnosed, Kei was immediately researching on it as it was a very rare condition. But sadly, he only found what the doctor already told you both. It was uncurable and your immune system and your body will weaken as the days go by.

Which it did, you were a shell of your past self. It was always shocking for Kei to see, especially with you only being 25. ‘It wasn’t supposed to be this way,’ but he never let you see his sadness.

Whenever you knew Kei was sad you always reminded him “Kei, I may be dying but please don’t cry over me” every time you said, there was a slight undertone of humour in your voice which always worked in boosting Kei’s spirit.

AN: IVE GOTTEN TO THE POINT WHERE I HATE THIS SOOO IM SORRY IN ADVANCE FOR THE SHITTING RUSHED ENDING IM GOING TO PROVIDE FOR YOU LOL.

The days passed and the years went by, and you and Kei were still alive and kicking it. Doing your daily routine of you making some joke, Kei giving you your medicine and then you eating dinner. You eventually stopped complaining, realizing and remembering your promise you gave to Kei at 5 years old in that park. “As long as we shall live, we will always look out for eachother as we are forever bestfriends, agreed?”

Of course you had your rough days, everybody did and it was even harder being sick with a terminal illness. But having Kei to guide you through the storm made It better for you.

However, Kei isnt a miracle worker. He couldn’t save you, noone could. And you both knew that. That didn’t mean it made it any easier when the medicine stopped working and your pain got too hard to bear. Kei couldn’t watch you do this anymore, “the choice is yours” he said with tears in his eyes.  

So you knew what you had to do, you got in your bed pulling Kei with you, and letting him envelope you in a big hug as you both cried.

“I love you,” you say “You know that right?”

“Of course I know that, idiot” he replies “And I love you.”

“Always and forever?”

“Always and forever.”

AN: how did I END UP CRYING WHILST WRITING THIS WHEN IT MADE NO FUCKING SENSE, I WAS TRYING TO DO THIS COOL NOTEBOOK (I HAVENT EVEN WATCHED THE NOTEBOOK) ENDING WHERE ITS AMBIGIOUS AND SHIT AND I JUST GIVE UP OKAY? I APOLOGISE LOOOOOOL. I HOPE YOU ENJOY ATLEAST A SENTENCE OF THIS AT LEAST.

[unsaid-stardust]

Used to This

Words: 2,228

Pairing: Julie x Luke 

Summary: Set between episode 3 and 4, Luke’s curiosity about Julie’s dream box only grows leading the pair to grow even closer. 

Author’s note: I have risen from the black room where Alex has been crying for 25 years to write fics! I’m hoping for it to stay that way!  Tell me what you think! 💜

tagging: @littledancersun  @sunsetcurves @sevenseashigh (Nicolette I tagged the wrong acc first sdklfhadfh)

After the week Julie had, she was happy to be able to finally relax She couldn't wait to get home, take a shower, and just lie down in her bed. Meeting the boys was exhausting in itself, how would you handle being introduced to 3 fairly attractive teenage boys who happened to live in your garage? But, then she started performing again. And while that was exciting and exhilarating, it was exhausting all the same. 

Finally entering her room, Julie let out a sigh of relief as she belly-flopped onto her bed. Big mistake, she thought to herself, because she definitely was not getting up. She smiled into her pillow, hugging it as she closed her eyes. This was dangerous. It was only 8:30 pm. She should not be able to fall asleep this early. Or..she could just-

Julie suddenly shivered. She opened her eyes and immediately sat up. That could only mean one thing. She scanned her room and quickly found him by her bookshelf. Luke. She may feel like she was half-asleep, but she didn't need to be wide awake in order to know what he was over there for. 

"Luke! What did I tell you about my room?!" Julie shouted as she edged closer to him. Luke hissed through his teeth, putting his arms up in defense and shaking his head. 

"I'm sorry, but I told you the other day! I can't stop thinking about the box!" He protested. Julie crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. 

"But I told you what was in it! Shouldn't that satisfy your curiosity? Besides we have rules now!" Julie answered. Luke looked down at the ground then and Julie felt like she had just kicked a puppy. 

"You're right. I'm sorry. It's just, after being cooped up in wherever we were for 25 years, it's nice to finally be able to go wherever I want to. But, that doesn't mean I can go wherever I want. I'm sorry," He explained. Julie wanted to stay mad at him. After all, wasn't she supposed to? He was a ghost living in her house taking up her space and breaking her rules. It wasn't like she was supposed to be used to this sort of thing. She had a right to be mad about his presence. But, she couldn't. She couldn't stay mad. Not after that explanation he just gave. 

"It's ok, I get it. Just, I need my personal space as much as you need yours. But, I guess it's no harm if you come in here-" Julie was cut off by the sound of Luke's cheer.

"Only! You can't touch anything. Got it?" Julie questioned. 

"But what-" Luke began to protest. Julie raised an eyebrow and pointed a guilty finger towards him. 

"Got it?" She repeated. Luke rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat. 

"Got it," He caved, crossing his heart and putting his hands up in defense. Julie shook her head. Usually, what people say after they cross their heart is "cross my heart and hope to die" but Luke, that didn't apply to him since he was already a ghost. If Flynn had done something like that, Julie would've called her out on it, but she didn't think it was necessary to do that to Luke, especially since he's still getting used to this whole being-a-ghost thing. 

"I was going to say, though, it's not like I can pick much up anyway. We already told you earlier, it takes a lot for us to do something like that," He explained as he looked at the box on the shelf. Julie noticed that at a glance, he would seem perfectly fine. But, she was beginning to know him. He held a lot of secrets. She guessed that most ghosts would, I mean, that's why they were ghosts in the first place, right? Some unfinished business or whatever? She didn't know what kind of secrets they were, but she knew that there was a lot more to him. And she could see it in his eyes. He was sad. And Julie had the urge to make him feel better. And she knew what might help, at least, for the meanwhile. 

Julie sighed and moved to grab her dream box off of her shelf. Julie ignored the weird feeling in her stomach that she got when she saw Luke's face light up like he was a kid in a candy store. She moved it to her bed where she then sat cross-legged and Luke sat with one knee bent on the edge of the bed, his other leg hanging down the side. Julie placed the box in front of her lap and opened it. Luke peered over it intently and Julie tried to fight back the wave of sadness that came over her. The very first item inside of the box, was a pair of backstage passes--To Trevor Wilson's concert. She moved quickly to remove them for Luke's sake. 

"Sorry. I'll just-"

"No, it's okay. It makes you happy. That's what the box is for, right?" Luke questioned. Julie nodded slowly in response. 

"Yeah. Back when Carrie and me were friends we uh, we went to her dad's comeback concert and my mom came with. It was my first time backstage and it was kind of when I realized I really wanted to play music like that," Julie explained. Luke smiled.

"So, we really did introduce you to music, huh?" He inquired with a smirk. Julie rolled her eyes as she shook her head. 

"I said rock music. Don't get too cocky now," Julie responded. Luke let out a chuckle before biting his lip. Julie forced herself to focus on the box. She thought that if she let herself look at his lips for too long, she would write a million songs about them. Which wouldn't be the end of the world, you know, if we wasn't an actual ghost. 

"Ooh, what's this?" Luke pointed to Julie's old Tamagotchi. She couldn't help, but laugh. 

"This?" She asked as she held it up. Luke nodded, curiosity showing in his smile. 

"It's a Tamagotchi. It was really annoying when I had it, but my mom got it for me on my 7th birthday and now it makes me smile thinking back on how my mom would remind me to take care of it. Not a lot of people had them, they were kind of retro at my age, but my mom loved it when she was in college," Julie rambled. She looked towards Luke's direction to see that he completely and utterly lost. She forgot sometimes that the boys were from a different time period and that they missed out on so much. Not just with friends and family, but with the ages. The boys would literally love YouTube. Being able to watch live concerts whenever you wanted to? That's right up their alley. Julie made a mental note that she should show them how to view that some time. They'd go nuts. Maybe they'd like the Tamagotchi too. Wait. Do ghost band-boys like Tamagotchis? Well, only one way to figure out. She set it aside to let Luke know that the boys were allowed to mess around with it. 

Luke didn't seem to captivated by it as he his eyes shifted focus on the pieces of paper crumbled beneath a few other miscellaneous objects. Julie should've known he would've picked up on that. 

"Song lyrics?" He questioned, not really needing the answer. Julie sighed. She forgot she had put those back in the box the other day. She nodded. 

"I thought you said they weren't in there anymore?" Luke continued, his voice quiet. Julie shrugged. 

"They weren't. But I, uh-I decided to put them back in. Now that I'm singing and playing again, the lyrics don't hurt as much," She explained, not allowing herself to look at Luke in the eyes, but she could see him nod in understanding. He always did seem to get her. She sighed. She wasn't planning on showing him these lyrics anytime soon, but it just felt--right. She moved some of the other items out of the way and retrieved the pieces of paper from the bottom of the box. Carefully, she unfolded them, and she was suddenly very aware of how close Luke was to her, unaware of when he moved to sit next to her.

"I was um, I was working on this one with my mom before she died," Julie started before she opened her mouth again to sing. 

"Cause everything is rushing in fast. Keep going on, never look back. And it's one, two,, three, four times" She sang. Julie took the leap of faith and looked at Luke for his reaction. She couldn't even put it in words if she tried, but she liked the way it made her feel. 

"That was all that we were able to get to. It's still missing something in the pre-chorus though, but I could never bring myself to finish it," Julie explained. Luke visibly swallowed. 

"That's um that's really amazing already. But...Can I...I uh kind of heard this melody in my head as you were singing. Do you mind...if-if I..." Luke trailed off, unsure if he was overstepping boundaries. Julie felt her lips part. Showing these lyrics to Luke was one thing, one vulnerable enough thing, but having him finish them? That was something else. And she didn't know what it was. But something inside of her told her it was ok. That maybe, her mom had wanted her to finish these lyrics with someone else. And she was ok with it being Luke. More than ok. Julie nodded slowly signaling him to go on. 

"And it's one, two, three, four times that I'll try for one more night. Light a fire in my eyes, I'm going out of my mind," he sang. Julie pursed her lips, her mind running a mile a minute and yet, her mouth unable to move. Something inside of her, though, gave her the power to respond. 

"I like that. A lot. That's exactly what was missing from it before. What if we um, what if we then went into a chorus that went something like...whatever happens, even If I'm the last standing, i'ma stand tall, i'ma stand tall," She sang. Luke smiled the biggest smile that Julie had ever seen. 

"Yeah yeah, and then we could go like..." Luke buzzed with lyric ideas as Julie reached to grab a notebook and pen and suddenly, they were spitballing words and melodies back and fourth until morning. It wasn't until the sun began to shine through her window that she realized what time it was. Julie snapped out the creativity whirlwind that she and Luke had been in. 

"Morning? What no, no, no, it can't be morning! I was just about to go to bed," Julie exclaimed as she stood up from her bed. 

"Julie, relax that was only like 10 minutes ago. It's not like we stayed up all night," Luke stated. Julie crossed her arms. 

"That's not how that works! It was dark when we started writing lyrics and now it's not which means we did stay up all night!" Julie responded. Luke shook his head, still not seeming to understand Julie's dilemma. 

"But, we don't need sleep. When I'm with Reggie and Alex, we have so much energy that we could probably win a marathon and win. And trust me, that says a lot, Alex can't run if his life depended on it. Oh, wait. I can't use that phrase anymore can I?" Luke rambled. Julie rolled her eyes. 

"Yes, but I'm not a ghost so I need sleep, so you, out, now!" Julie demanded. Luke's jaw dropped before he began to protest. 

"But you said-" He moved towards her with a victimized finger. 

"Out!" Julie repeated. Luke sighed and put his hands out in defeat. 

"Fine!" He yelled before blipping out. Julie sighed with relief as she grabbed a hold of her covers to climb into bed; her tiredness from last night creeping its way back. She closed her eyes, hoping to get 1 or 2 hours of sleep before her dad starts to wonder where she is, a smile painting across her lips the night with Luke replayed in her mind. Julie never thought that she would get used to ghosts appearing and disappearing in her presence whenever they wanted to. And she didn't think that she had wanted to. But, maybe it wasn't all that bad. Especially when one of said ghosts can write lyrics and know your soul without you having to say a word and possessed your mind when they weren't around. It was weird to say, heck, everything about this was weird, but she liked what she had with Lu-the band. And she wouldn't change anything at all.

"Sorry, I forgot this. Goodnight, uh morning, don't let the bed bugs bite," Luke blipped in briefly, grabbing the Tamagotchi from the dream box, causing Julie to sit up in her bed. Except maybe that. She shook her head with a smile before laying back down. Her Tamagotchi was definitely going to be dead when she woke up. And that? That she wasn't ok with. 

[hannya-writes]

Hihihi! I know it's kinda crazy and I just found your acc but I was LITERALLY thinking about a Marvel-SVU crossover and found yoooooou. I mean... The algorithm lead me to you. It's ✨ Destiny ✨ haha So I was wondering if you could write something Marvel-SVU kinda with Carisi x reader (i don't know if you watch agents of shield) where reader has to go UC for Shield and falls in love with him and he finds out she's Shield etc. I don't know if I'm making any sense rn I'm just really happy I found you. And now I sound creepy but it's already too late and I'm sending this.

Dear @lapaquerette : I do not watch Agents of shield, but I did my best! I swear I did! 😭 you totally made sense! But I feel like there's part of this story that are not so good, anyways~ let's get to the story!!

Title: Don't Tell anyone

Fandom: MCU and Law and order SVU

Pairing: Sonny Caruso x Reader

Other characters: no, I think no

Category: romance

Warnings: this doesn't have a happy ending bc I'm bad writing those! This is long I think.

Author's note: for a moment I thought of making this a serie, but my head couldn't stand it! I don't feel like I can picture Carisi in the right way so probably he's going to be very OOC. Also I'm not supper proud of this because I literally did what I wanted with the time line, Captain America: Winter Soldier happens in 2016 however Caruso es ADA in 2020 if I'm not wrong but in this case the events of winter soldier happen in 2020. Also there's like 2 years of difference btw WS and Civil War, and I tried my best! To make everything fit, but you know, you can kick my ass in comments.

• • •

The mission was supposed to last just a couple of days. Y/n had to pose as an assistant to the Junior ADA's why did they need assistance she didn't know, but when Nick fury assigned her there she just didn't dared to ask.

"Find out what's going on there" he had said as if it was a life or dead situation.

Pepto. That's what happened. High expectations was the other thing happening. The Junior ADA's where being pressed, running towards death case by case.

It was boring, the first two days Y/n had played "who's the jerk of the room?" She had found more than one, stress made that to people. Who cares about cordiality when they had to put people in jail? The answer was Dominic "Sonny" Carisi.

Sonny never yelled or snapped at people, he always asked nicely about papers, he said "Good Morning" and "thank you". He was a gentleman, a knight in a shiny armor. He made funny jokes even when he was struggling with a case.

Y/n had felt a weird desire to help him after just one encounter. The puppy eyes, she reasoned. After that day when he was in court she appeared there, sat and suddenly the people being cross-examined poured the truth without control or bursted in fit of rage confessing everything. She wasn't making something bad, she was helping, which she was supposed to do. No one was going to link her to those incidents. No one knew what she could do.

— copies, now — one of ADA's order her and she almost pushed the asshole and told him to do it himself, it was only a copy machine, he only had to push a button! However, Y/n was a trained spy, she had control over every muscle in her face to not make a disgusted expression at the tall and skinny man. 63 ways to kill him appeared in her head in a second.

— Sure thing — she said in a gently tone, entertaining her mind in the more horrible ways to deal with Tommy.

Tommy Parish, a bully in and out of court, linked to the Irish Mafia. He thought he was a big fish, prepotent but surprisingly brilliant. He was like a weasel. He wasn't that important. Shield wasn't interested by his night activities. They thought there was something else, something more important. Y/n didn't think so. The more interesting thing there was...

— Oh, Sorry didn't meant to...— Sonny said as he almost hit Y/n with the door.

— my fault, I was standing here like a creep — she took the guilt with a sheepish smile.

— A penny for your thoughts — he said as he walked outside and Y/n instinctively followed, as she usually followed after director Nick Fury,

— I think I'm being punished — she said while walking aimlessly, if Sonny had walked in the male restroom she would have probably followed him blindly.

— punish? For what? Did Tommy said something mean to you again? — the blond man sounded concerned and for Y/n it was refreshing, people around her tended to be more defensive around her than being worried about her well being.

— no! I think Tommy is warming up to me — Y/n said proudly — it's my umm... Dad, he send me to live here and I think is because he is mad at me —

There was a small silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable.

— why would he be mad? You are amazing! — Sonny sounded so positive and brilliant, he always seemed to have that aura around him, even in the worst cases. Y/n noticed it, and worried her when he started to lose his shine.

— in my last job, I made a mistake and people got hurt — the confession was sincere. She wasn't lying, she was omitting that those people didn't just "got hurt", they died. She had killed them.

— You are human, humans make mistakes — he said stopping in front of an embellished door. — talk later? — he asked and Y/n nodded with a smile.

•••

After a month everything still was normal. No conspicuous action, no weird people. Y/n wondered why was she there? Was she really being punished by Fury? She had made a mistake, she had chose to save a person, she couldn't know that the objective was going to detonate the whole place. She couldn't read every single thought, her brain would melt if she even tried.

— Sorry, I need to... — said Sonny pointing at the copy machine, y/n blushed for being caught spacing out, again for the 4 time in a week

— I'm so sorry, allow me — y/n extended a hand offering to make the copy for Carisi.

— don't worry, I can push a button — he said making her smile and feel weird.

— please Mr. Carisi, let me be of help — she offered tilting her head a little bit, Sonny found that little action distracting and cute enough to give her the papers he needed to copy.

He saw her move, she was so elegant even just making copies.

— thank you — he told her sighing exhausted.

— don't worry Mr. Carisi, I'll do this, get it in a folder and get it back to you, why don't you go rest your eyes a bit? — she asked with a smile, noticing his tired demeanor

— I'll do it, if you start calling me Sonny — he negotiated and she laughed whole heartedly — come on, everytime you call me Mr. Carisi I feel like you are talking to my father —

— fine, you got yourself a deal — she offered her hand and he took her in his bigger one. Sonny felt asleep with the sound of the copy machine working.

— Sonny, Sonny — Y/n soft voice took him out of dreamland, he found out in that moment that his Nickname sounded awesome from Y/n lips.

•••

From Sonny's eyes y/n was an amazing woman who was able to help everyone with their tasks, she made copies, keep archives ordered, got everything for everyone. She made time to know all of the junior's ADA's of "her room", she served coffee when needed, got them food, kept clean clothes for them just in case. She was like a mother. Sometimes she even helped them found the info they needed. She made all of that and made it with a polite smile. She had been there for like a year and their interactions where short, but he was head over heels for her.

Why? Because she got a great sense of humor, she was nice, smart, sassy when needed, had an excellent memory, she made the best black coffee he had ever tasted. She never got nervous no matter the circumstances. He didn't understand how or why was she assigned to be the "mother hen" of 7 ADA's, but he was thankful. Some days became better the moment she gave him a smile and he imagined that smile was just for him.

Sonny pinched the bridge of his nose in pain. It was past midnight and he was still in his office, working on papers. Practicing his opening statement.

— the truth... The truth....— he repeated trying to remember the next point of the speach. He grunted frustrated.

— Sonny? — the sudden voice made the attorney jump and Y/n laughed.

— Geez, doll! — he exclaimed surprised — You should use a bell — added more awake than before.

— doll? — Y/n questioned rising an eyebrow, Sonny turned red.

— Sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you — he quickly apologized.

— you didn't, I actually like it — she admitted — I'll allow it — added in a solemn voice — with a condition councilor, only in private I don't need more gossips going around—

After saying those words, Y/n knew that she was digging her own grave. She liked Sonny.

•••

Y/n looked at her phone horrified. Nick had send her and encrypted message. Which was resumed to: You are free of SHIELD, live the life of Y/n Veith. The life he had created for her, an identity that couldn't be connected to the Spy agency. Y/n Y/l/n had died in what they called something like the purge of Hydra. He didn't needed her. He had died. Captain america had basically destroyed the corrupted SHIELD. This was her life now. She was what? a secretary? An assistant?

She should had fail with SHIELD, she should had been there with Fury, protecting him. But she didn't. She pretended nothing happened and followed his last order to her: live like Y/n Veith.

She went with the flow. Acted like everything was just fine, made a routine, followed it to the last point. Untill one day out of the blue she broke down crying in Sonny's office. He was her friend.

— what happened? — he asked on the other side of the desk, surprised that in the middle of his speech, y/n started crying. The case was difficult, a father died to protect his daughter. The teenager girl had been raped and her father was killed by the rapist. It was way more complicated but, that were the facts.

— sorry, sorry — she said cleaning her face with her hands, Sonny approached and offered her a handkerchief that she took hesitantly. — I lost, I lost him — she stuttered.

Sonny kneeled by her side, took the handkerchief and cleaned her beautiful face.

— I'm so sorry, doll — he said even if he didn't understand, Y/n felt his consternation.

— my father died — she said with a soft voice — my house burned down — she added and Sonny understood, her father adopted her, he had saved her and then lost it all. The case had hit too close to her.

— Come on, we had enough of this case — he decided getting up, taking her hands to get her to stand — I'll take you home — he said and she smiled with sadness.

— I don't want to go to my department — she confessed getting up and Sonny gave her a soothing smile.

— We can go to my place — he offered without a second intention, she nodded and they walked away from the office, Sonny ordered an Uber.

Outside of One Hogan place with a heavy heart, y/n leaned against Sonny and he hugged her while waiting for their ride, and during the ride.

Y/n fell asleep without nightmares for the first time in the 6 months after the dead of Nick. Sonny by her side, over the covers and behind a "wall" of pillows fell asleep with the image of a peaceful Y/n.

•••

Three months later, Y/n entered Sonny's little office, she said a "sorry to interrupt", the blond man stopped writing and turned to her eagerly, he tried to suppress his desire to look into her eyes but he wasn't that good at that.

He hadn't seen her in more than 14 days thanks to his overflow of cases and her being stole by homicides DA, who had discovered she was very good in investing.

She muttered a "what?" In mockery, as if the distance and time hadn't even happened and added a "I got you a donut!". A donut that he had craved since morning but wasn't able to get. He sighed a laugh, sometimes it was as if she could read his mind.

— you are life saver, doll— he sighed in relief taking the donut from her hand.

— Should I get you some coffee? — she asked with that caring tone that made him feel special.

— I would love that — he accepted as she merrily went to the coffee machine and poured him a cup and then a glass of water.

Sonny wondered about where did those pretty and elegant glasses came from, have they always been there? She left a bag in the table and walked back to him. He pretended to be working but it was hard to act when she was walking towards him with that dark red pencil skirt that hug perfectly the curb of her hips, the black blouse making contrast, hanging a bit loose over her torso.

— thanks doll — he said when she put the coffee and water in a corner of the desk, he looked at her with a smile — water? — he asked with a joking tone, y/n nodded

— yes, sir — she said in the same joking mood — I took an account of the caffeine you ingest by day, this could be dangerous for your health, so for every cup of caffeine, one of water — she explained with as much confidence as a lawyer making an opening statement.

— are you worried about me? — he was almost flirting, she blushed even if they sometimes flirted a bit.

— I worry about all of you — she pointed out and gave a mischievous smile that made Sonny blush.

— thank you, doll — he quipped with a smile, she smiled back and walked away to Parish desk, the man sat there looked down to his papers as Y/n put a bagel by his hand.

Sonny noticed how Tommy's ears got as read as a tomato and turned to look at her with adoration, the same look the other ADA's got everytime she was near. He had seen how things slowly changed with Y/n presence, at first they were rude, condescending, then they realized that she was excellent in her work. She had saved all of them more than once with little actions.

Y/n had a charming aura and some men in the office had asked her out, Tommy included, but she always turned them down, with an excellent excuse. "I'm seeing someone".

Carisi wondered who. Who was she dating?

•••

— Coffee — she announced as she took a folder and put it carefully away.

Sonny smiled and suddenly thought of Y/n lie about she seeing someone. She had never tell him about her boyfriend, he thought of all of those slice of life moments they had, the banters they have, the many times she had helped him. The times she would stay in his apartment so she wouldn't be alone.

Was he the person she was seeing?

— do you have plans for tonight? — he asked abruptly and Y/n looked at him surprised.

— I got a date with my bed, but I can reschedule — she offered with a smile, she could rest later, she had to enjoy every moment with Sonny.

— do it, I'll take you to a wonderful place — He said with all of his confidence, she giggled — after work? — she nodded contently.

— It's a deal — she said before walking away with a big smile in her face.

Sonny felt stupidly happy. It was him. She was dating him unofficially.

•••

That night Y/n tried to look as perfect as was possible in work clothes, she had refreshed herself, use a little more of make up. She was excited, she really liked Sonny and had wanted to go on a date with him, no work talk, no solving ways to state a question. She wanted to know him in a more personal way.

They sat in a table of a nice looking bar, a decent one. It wasn't pretentious, they actually served food and not just greasy fast food. She had told him distorted versions of stories with her "family and friends", (since she couldn't talk about her real life and training) like that time her father had taught her how to use a gun for her homework and she discovered she had weak fingers.

She heard about his time as a Police officer, a detective nonetheless! Sargent Benson seemed to be a very empathic person, Detective Tutuola was definitely a funny man, Amanda was for him like one more of his sisters. And Sonny discovered that she was adopted by a man called Nick, Nick Veith he guessed, since he thought that was her real last name.

She had two "adopted" sister and a brother: Maria, Natalie and Clinton. Maria was righteous, Nat was smart and sassy, Clint was funny and sometimes really annoying. Sonny thought he would get along easily with them.

They laughed between stories, they were getting fun untill Y/n felt there was something wrong. Something was about to happen. Something bad.

— Something wrong? — Y/n barely registered Sonny's voice before jumping over him yelling a "get down". A telekinetic wake made the other around people fall to the ground just in time as a rain of bullets came from the broken windows.

Sonny heard the glass breaking, people screaming in panic. Saw the bullets fly over him and the bottles in the bar breaking in slow motion. He had never experienced anything like that. The light weight of Y/n over him. And his monkey mind thought about how right that felt.

There was a "clank" from a gas' bomb, then a flash and a cloud of white smoke. People stood up and started running.

— Y/n — Sonny pulled her to see her face, he thought she would be scared, paralyzed from fear. However, when he saw her face there was no fear, she seemed confused, puzzled. — come on, we have to move —

Y/n was thinking the same, but she didn't know what was the right move: defend everyone there using her not-so-human powers? Run away and pretend to be a delicate woman, scared of the situation?

— doll? — Sonny sounded worried and in almost panic, a switch turned as boots hit the floor of the bar.

— Stay behind me — Y/n said with confidence getting up, feeling the presence of 8 people surrounding them, circling them. — and... — she looked at Sonny worried — don't get scared — she pleaded softly.

— Y/n Y/l/n surrender yourself — someone yelled and the woman felt her skin crawl, she hadn't hear her name in more than a year. It sounded good.

— is this about the accords? — She thought, aware of the Sokovia accords and what they proposed. She hadn't signed them. No one was supposed to know about her, her powers, she hadn't expected the government to notice her.

Nat? Clint? Maybe Maria had told them.

— That's right, put your hands in the air — the man ordered in a shout. Y/n closed her eyes and closed her hand in a thigh fist, making the fog disappear.

— Sorry, I can't do that— she confessed pushing the man with telekinesis. — I'm not a weapon you can use —

A new row of bullets flew towards Y/n and Sonny. A bright green light appeared in her eyes and all of the bullets stopped in the air, traces of the same light that made Y/n shine seemed to contain the little bullets like tendrills, the bullets turned in the air pointing at the squadron that was attacking her

— Y/n, no! — Sonny made her react, the tendrills disappeared and the bullets fell useless to the ground as the woman turned to see the Attorney.

— Sonny, sonny — she stuttered worried— no, no, no, no, I would never hurt them, I'm not a monster, I'm not! — she said almost in panic,not because of the attack but for the ideas Sonny could get.

Sonny saw the green and now red light form an eyes over Y/n, then monsters from nightmares formed from the light, monsters like dogs, with skulls covering the hideous animals with blood dripping from their snouts, bodies wet with a black substance. The animals roared and jumped to defend them.

Y/n saw fear in Sonny's eyes. She recognized it, a bright tendril started to form in the exact point of her heart, the fear taking form in her presence. Her hand squished the light over her chest, stopping something else to form.

He didn't know what to say. Carisi knew about the avengers, the new york incident had affected his work, he had saw everything about "ultron", he was informed about Tony Stark and the avengers every move. But he didn't know what was he supposed to say? "Sign the accords" was what he wanted to say. It was selfish for him to ask that, he couldn't do it.

— doll, you're not a monster— he finally found his own voice to say that. — but you have to go —

— Sonny, I... — the ADA put a strand of hair behind Y/n ear taking her by surprise.

— If you don't mind, I'll like to kiss you — he said making her blink in disbelief.

— yes please...— she said and Carisi smiled brightly, his large hand caressed her cheek and softly leave a tender kiss in her soft lips. It barely lasted more than a second. When Carisi opened up his eyes, everything was back to normal. Like a couple of minutes ago, right before the shooting.

In the table was a note: "Don't tell anyone" he recognized Y/n writing. He wondered if everything had been a dream, a hallucination. A part of him told him that no, that couldn't be his imagination. Y/n had left.

[concentrateandpush]

I need you.

I left the relationship when I found out I was pregnant, he never wanted kids until we were secure and I understood that, a misshap with my pills didn’t. I didn’t want him to be forced into being a father and so I broke up with him via a letter, changed my number, emails, usernames and moved out of town.

To start, it was lonely, but I was used to having a quiet life, Mom left when I was 6 and dad died when I was 14. My older sister was around but never home, so I fended for myself quietly until I met Justin, my soul mate. There is nothing I've ever been more secure in than mine and Justin's relationship.

I don’t believe in abortion, not for any religious reasons or higher motives.. I just don’t agree with it, unless it's a pregnancy that will harm mom or baby, or the mom was raped. But this baby? I opened my legs and messed up, so I'll love it with all of my heart. Luckily, money is no issue, I was left with plenty of it from Dad, which I'll be eternally grateful for.

So here I am, in my home, I've just put the last lick of paint on the wall of the nursery and I'm eating indian food. I'm due any time now, my new neighbour, Alice offered to drive me when I go into labor, which makes me feel at ease seeing as I have been having Braxton hicks.

I look at my phone and it's late, 2.18AM to be precise, but I have nothing to be up early for, so I suppose binge watching the good life is a good plan, plus baby is very active tonight. I rub my bump gently as I sip gently from the mango lassi, feeling my daughter fist bump me through my belly button, "good little girl" I smile and I lay back on my bed.

A few hours go by and it's light outside now, the birds are chirping. Naturally, I shut the curtains and crawl back under my duvet. As I crawl back in I feel a dampness between my legs, not soaking, but a dampness and I reach down to feel around. It doesn’t smell of anything really, so I just pull off my panties, get comfortable and snuggle up to my pregnancy pillow, I have peed myself a few times this pregnancy, it's not something I'm unfamiliar with.

It's when my nipples start to leak that I finally get up and accept that I probably need to get out of bed. I reopen the curtains and do a big stretch looking out of the window at the beach. As I extend my right arm I feel a stabbing pain in the lower left side of my abdomen causing my to lean onto the windowsill and lose my breath a little. I move back to the bed and sit on the edge, attempting to catch my breath.

I rub my stomach gently and get an intense cramp in my back, "shit, this is why you shouldn't go into labor on your own? Huh?" I say to myself in the reflection of my window. I breathe through the contraction and when it comes to an end I grab my robe and swing it on to knock Alice's door. Her 14 year old daughter answers with her boyfriend "what's up Luce?" She asks. "Is your mom home?" I ask and she shakes her head "No, her and dad have gone away for a few nights, are you okay?" She asks. I nod my head and walk back to my house freaking out.

I open my front door and immediately walk to my kitchen and put the kettle on, I look at my phone scrolling through names but I know nobody knows where I am. Justin.. out of everyone, surely.. surely he is the person I should contact. I make a cup of tea and walk to my island, leaning my bump on the edge as the next contraction hits, I pick up a wooden spoon and rub my lower back as hard as I can on it, it barely makes a difference as I whine and pant through the pain, but what other option do I have.

I hover over the green button for a few minutes before pressing it, knowing I could just put it down if I got to scared, Justin doesn’t know this number. It rings a few times and he picks up "Justin here, who's calling?". He sounds broken, he sounds sad.. I take a deep breath before answering him quietly "Hey, its.. its me".

"Luce? Lucy? You're fucking kidding me, you leave, 7 months goes by and you think you can call me saying it's me? Its fucking me?" He shouts, he rarely used to lose his temper. I lick my lips as they've dried up and speak back "I'm not apologising over the phone, you deserve more than that but Justin, I need your help? I need you to come help me.. will you?" I ask in a high pitched tone as I start to get another contraction. He answers bluntly "send me your address, how far away are you?". I send it via text as we speak and answer through the panting "forty minutes tops, I need you to get here quickly though, I don’t know how long I have" I manage to say with out moaning. "Are you okay? Lucy, tell me you're okay?" He demands. "Justin, I am okay, please be quick" I answer softly before pressing the red button and turning my back to the island, pressing it into my back to relieve pressure.

Twenty minutes fly by and go to my window to watch for him, sitting on the window sill. "Hang in there baby" I say softly before reaching between my legs. I'm pretty sure my waters are trickling out, you expect a huge splash to come out of you like the movies so when it happens like this you second guess yourself.

I watch his truck pull up and he gets out, looking at the window. I walk to the door, holding my robe across my belly, supporting my underbelly with my other hand. I open the door and see him stood there, his face makes me smile instantly and he looks at me up and down, seeing my huge stomach and looks back at my face. "Lucy, please.. please don’t tell me this is why you left? Because you're? You're pregnant?" He says in a croaky, emotional voice.

"I think you should come in" I say through my smile, he comes in and puts his arms around me tight, hugging me "careful" I say softly before feeling the warmth gush on my legs "there’s that classic movie gush" I laugh and he steps back "oh my god, you're in labor? Did I just? Are you okay?" He says reaching his hand to my stomach. "I'm okay, I just -" I say before realising I'm not okay, the pain intensifies greatly and I turn to my stairs and put my weight on my banister "Justin my back, here" I say pulling his arm to my lower back and feeling him work on it.

"Justin I need to get to the hospital" I say as I get my breath back and I turn to look at him. "You should have told me, I wouldn't have been mad" he says softly as he tucks my hair behind my ear. "I didn’t want to force fatherhood on you, I know how strongly you feel about waiting until it's the right time" I say gently as I sit on the staircase. "Lucy, I want to be a Dad, I want to have this baby with you of course I do, I would have loved to experience your pregnancy with you too" he says as he rubs my stomach.

I feel another contraction and shake my head "they're too close together, they're on top of each other" I say crossing my legs. I stand up and wince, holding my back before Justin supports it for me, opening the door and walking me to the truck as I pant. I sit in the passenger seat and turn to look at Justin as he gets in "I need to push" I whisper and see his face change. "Lucy the hospital is only about 25 minutes away, you can hold it right?" He says sternly as I grab myself tight and shake my head "get me back inside, I need to push her out".

Justin looks at me for a moment before shaking his head and getting out, he picks me up from my seat and runs back inside putting me on the sofa. I sit in the corner of the corner sofa, with both legs wide open and supported on either side as it parts. I reach down and try to feel my dilation but cant reach as far as I need to. Justin is fetching towels and scissors and I try to shape my body so I can feel for the head but my belly is just way too big.

He runs back in and kneels in front of me and I take a towel from him to squeeze and bite on for pushing. At this point I'm so absorbed in the pain I'm finding it difficult to focus "babe, fingers" I mutter as I pant "put them in, see how many you can fit" I manage to say quickly "Is it safe to push?" He pushes his fingers into me and I wince a little and pull my body back. "I cant get them in, I think the heads already here?" He says as he feels the top of the head near my lips.

"Mm okay, fuck" I say as I push myself back on the sofa. I start to pant as the contraction peaks and I look down at Justin, who's eagerly waiting to catch his baby. "You've got a while yet, you need to tell me exactly what's happening when it happens okay? I'm going to push" I say in a strained voice as I begin to push a little. "Gaahh" I moan as the push comes to a stop and I catch my breath whilst rubbing my bump.

"Nothing happened" Justin says softly and I nod "I just needed to practice" I answer as I push myself further back on the sofa and bring the towel to my side. I pant frantically and squeeze the towel with my hand as I push, feeling the baby move a little but not much, I look at Justin and he smiles "keep going". I push harder and my face turns a little red, I finally take another breath and push again "nnggggggg" I moan and Justin's eyes widen as he realises how much pain I'm in from the sound of my moan.

"Lucy, the heads getting closer" he says. I catch my breath for a moment and look at him "okay, okay, when you see the head move down, you can pull my lips a little further apart to give baby room. When her head is out, check for a chord around her neck and slip it over" I moan as the pain returns again "the head" I mutter as I push again feeling myself open up "aahhhhh" I scream as the head starts to crown but I cross my legs quickly to stop the burning.

Justin looks up and his eyes widen "Lucy spread your legs, the head was nearly out". I shake my head and begin to tear up "Justin I cant, I cant do this" I cry as he climbs up by me "were going to be parents, I know it hurts, but you've done so well, once the heads out were nearly there yeah?" He says pulling my leg over "I'm here" I says as he kneels again "deep big push yeah?" He says softly.

I pull my legs back to my armpits and pant ready for pushing. I accept that I'm probably going to tear, baby has measured big since the start but since that push, I felt how big her head was. I take a deep breath and press my chin to my chest letting out a high pitched scream "UUUHHHHH". I feel the need to shut my legs but keep them open and hold my breath as the head crowns fully and stops moving as I stop pushing "JESUS THAT FUCKING HURTS" I say as I cry and push my body up off the sofa, trying to relieve the pain somehow "blow on it, Justin, blow around the head, anything" I splutter as I wince.

He rubs around the head and blows a little "stop, that makes it worse, stop please, stop" I say before putting the towel in my mouth to bite down on. I start to push weakly and add more pressure, with my muffled moans coming from the towel. I pull it out and scream louder "get it out" as I feel myself tear and hear a pop with a huge gush of fluid covering Justin's t shirt.

"The chord, check for the chord" I say seeing Justin check and smile shaking his head "no chord". I lean back and breathe deep breaths, letting out sounds when I breathe out. "She looks exactly like you" Justin whispers, already besotted by her. I smile and look at him "Can you move back? And put the towel down on the floor, I need to squat to get her out" I say calmly as I lift my body to the floor, my legs wide and my bump hanging between them.

I rub my belly and lean back on the sofa "okay little girl, ready to meet us?" I smile before holding my breath and pushing deeply, letting out a guttural groan "nnggggggaaaaaaa". She moves a little and I reach down to feel around the head, feeling the warmth of the blood dripping on me. "I cant push any harder Just" I say softly before spreading my legs a bit more and trying to push again but feel no progress.

"Put one leg on the sofa and try to squat with the other one, it should open you up a bit" Justin says helping me into an almost lunging position. "Ugghhh" I moan as I push feeling myself open up slightly "Put your hands there ready" I snap at him before beginning to push. "That's it, push our baby out" he smiles as I groan a high pitched moan. "You're doing it, keep going, focus, dont let it slip" he says sternly and I push even harder to make sure this is the last one "AHHHHHHH" I scream as I feel her shoulders open me up and her body slide out.

Her cries fill the room and I slowly lower my leg ensuring that the chord is safe. I sit on the edge of the sofa and take my shirt off quickly taking her from Justin. He lays her on my chest gently as she cries and I rub her back "Oh my girl" I cry "beautiful little girl" I add as I look at Justin, tearfully admiring the both of us.

[velvetydream]

Dangerous ; Hitoshi Shinsou Bad boy AU

a/n ; !!!Repost from my old BNHA acc!!! So.. I got this Idea from a Tik Tok I saw a few days ago, it looked like Shinsous is a real bad boy while Denki is a cute and innocent little boy.. So here is a Shinsou Bad Boy x fem! Reader! uwu

Summary ; No one though that the cutest girl of the U.A would be in a relationship with the school’s biggest bad boy, Hitsoshi Shinsou.

Pairing ; Hitoshi Shinsou x fem! Reader

Word count ; 2040 words

Genre ; Fluff, Bad Boy AU, slight Drama ➵ Wanrings ; none

Another day of secrets and no love, it started to annoy you that you couldn’t be seen with your boyfriend. You mother would be strict against this relationship, she says Shinsou would be a toxic and inappropriate boy, for your innocent and cute self.

See.. your boyfriend is Hitsoshi Shinsou, one of the biggest bad boys of your school, how you two ended up together? Well.. You started to get a interest in his mysterious and bay boy self. So you started to run after him, even though he told you not to, but you being yourself, you didn’t listen to him.

At some point you noticed how much more actractive he is for you, that’s when you noticed that you started to get feelings for this purple haired bad boy.

When you told him the first time he declined to be your boyfriend, but after you keept insisting for him to be your boyfriend, he gave up and finally agreed to be with you. Under one condition, no one get’s to know of you two, because he is to scared that some other idiots would hit on you or hurt you, as an revenge.

And that’s how it is today, no one knows about this realationship, except for Aizawa, he caught both of you hugging at the back of the school shortly before Shinsous training with Aizawa was supposed to start. He is the only person that supports you two at the moment, he actually thinks it’s cute for Shinsou to have such a innocent and shy girl like you, he sees it, that your good for him and could keep him out of trouble one or another time.

“I hate it..! I want to be able to hug, hold hands and kiss you whenever I want! Not only when we’re all alone or just Aizawa is around..!” You tell Shinsou furious, but also sad and close to crying. “Babe.. calm down please..” Shinsou sighs, taking a hold of you at your hips and pulling you against his frame, that is leaning on the wall. Silent and your quit sobbing is all that is between you right now, Shinsou is trying to find the right words to encourage you, that everythings gonna be fine again. His arms softly sneak around your waist to hold you against his frame, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

“I know it’s hard, you don’t know how much I want to kiss you when I see you in the hallway or when we have P.E…” Is what he tells you, taking a little break before he continues: “..But you know, when someone beside Aizawa Sensei is to know about us, we will most likely have to break up, your friends hate me, same as your parents..” Are his soft, but sad words.

Shinsou may seem like the biggest bad boy ever, which he is, but that doesn’t mean that he isn’t a total softy and loveable person.

“I know… still… I don’t want to hide anymore… I want to be together with you forever and I don’t care if I have to run away with you so that can be possible, I would do that!” You tell him, looking into his soft purple eyes, while his stare into your [Eye color]. “Your parents would kill me then..!” Comes out of Shinsous mouth with a little laugh, oh how you love his laugh. “I would protect you!” Again a little laugh from your purple haired boyfriend. “Before that happens we would have run away already..” He softly says, laying his forehead against yours. “Let’s get going, before anyone sees us..” Are his words, before he lays his lips on your really soft ones.

The kiss goes on for longer than you intended it to. Shinsou pulled you flush against him, sneaking his arms around your waist, placing his hands on your behind, giving it a soft squeeze. That made you gasp, giving him the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth. On your side of things, you placed your arms around his neck and your hands into his hair, playing with it and making it look even more tousled.

You’re the to pull away from him, gasping for air from this heated kiss. Shinsou on the other hand starts to kiss down your lips, to your jaw and from your jaw to your neck, placing a few hidden hickeyw here and there, after he unbuttoned your blouse.

“Shinsou… stop.. We have to get going..” You mumble, groaning when his lips leave your neck, you two never got over the ‘heated make out and petting’ stuff at this point, still the pleasure and lust just a few kisses from him give you, is breath taking. “We’ll continue that later when we’re are my home alone..” He shows you one of his famous smirks, while he fixes his hair. “See you later baby~” He smirks at you, giving you one last kiss, before he gets away into school again.

A small sigh leaves your throat, you two are always doing stuff like that, sneaking around, kissing, holding hands and then leaving till you two are either home alone at your or his house.

The probably craziest thing he ever did was, to sneak out at 1 am, come over to you, climb in through your window, while you parents where down stairs watching TV, and spending the night at your place. That was still in the beginning of your realationship, but since then he does that quit often.

Getting back to your class, Ochako Ochako immediately asks you, where you went and she was scared a villain kidnapped you.. out of the school.

“I’m fine Ochako… I meet up with.. a friend!” You tell her, smiling at her while sitting down at your table and lookinc out of the window, seeing the general education class, in which Shinsou is, have P.E today, which means you two don’t have P.E together till maybe next week.

The lesson with Aizawa you had right now, was going on smothly, till at some point everyone, excluding you and Aizawa, got a message on their, phone, the first few started to gasp and look wildly at you, making you look at the persons phone who is sittinf next to you, what you saw made you shake in fear.

“You are together with Shinsou? That asshole?!” Denki is the first one to speak up, making you look at him. “I though we told you to not get involved with him!” Are Ochakos words, your eyes started to get watery. “Class calm down! Right now!” Erupts Aizawas loud voice from the front of the class, while he is holding a students phone, looking at the photo of you and Shinsou kissing.

“I-I… n-need to go..” You tell Aizawa, who wanted to stop you, but it was to late, you where already out of the class and on the way to the girls bathroom. Not even apologising when you bumped into someone, but that someone turns out to be your boyfriend Shinsou, getting a hold of your wrist, stopping you from running away and pulling you against him again.

“Hey..! Calm down, I’m here, it’s gonna be alright…” Shinsous soft voice is so close, but still so far for you. You were crying hysterically with no end. That was till your sobs and quit screams werw cut of by Shinsous soft lips. “Look at me.. I’m here.. You’re alright..” Shinsou tells you, having his soft hands on your cheeks and finally being able to get you to calm down.

“W-What if my parents s-see that..?” Are your words, while Shinsou softly shakes his head. “Don’t think about that, we’ll ask Aizawa for help, he will helps us, trust me..” Shinsou assures you, making you nod you head. “Come.. we’ll go to the teachers room and wait for Aizawa there, we will explain what happened to whoever is there, at this point it doesn’t matter anymore.” Is what Shinsou tells you, taking your hand in his and while walking to the room, he always had a firm grip on your hand.

On the way you noticed that Shinsou was still in his trainings uniform, what probably means he immediately came to you and probably get’s a serious talk with his teacher later, for just running away, but that he doesn’t care for that and cares more about you, makes you fall in love all over again.

“I will do whatever I can to help you two, but I can’t promise anything..” Aizawa looks at the both of you, while Yamada stands behind him, being the person in the teachers room, you two talked to. “Thank you..” Shinsou sighs, still holding your hand, while running a hand through his own hair.

He silently looks at you, thinking about what to do now. “I’ll take you home today, we’ll talk to you parents.” You gasp at Shinsous words, never would you’ve though that he was willing to tell your parents himself. “They’ll tell us to break up! I don’t want that Toshi..” You cry out, the two teacher looking at you with sadness, while your boyfriend stands up, says goodbye to both of them and pulls you out of the room.

“Stop! I-I don’t want to b-break up..!” You start to cry now, something you know Shinsou hates so much. He stops in his tracks and looks at you over his shoulder. “Don’t you think it’s better we tell them, than them hearing of it through other parents..?” Thinking about this, you nod, giving in and following Shinsou to his motorbike, where you get on behind him, cling to him, so you want fall of the motorbike.

“What is… that boy doing here?!” Your mother asks when she notices Shinsou together with you, giving him a disgusted look. “We… need to talk..” You tell her, pulling Shinsou into the house, against her protest. “Darling.. Our daugther brought some trash with her and wants to talk..!” Your mother calls out for you dad, making you glare at her at what she called your boyfriend. “Don’t call my boyfriend trash..!” You groan, making your mother gasp kn shock.

“Oh.. Calm down dear, let these two explain..” You wanted to just hug your dad at this moment. “What?! No! This… this.. this useless boy! He ruins our daugther..!” She starts to lose her mind and go totally crazy. Your dad softly pushes your mother to sit down on the couch across from you, while you two also sat down. “Explain it.” Your dad smiles softly, making you tear up. “I.. love him.. really.. He is the best thing that could have happened to me.. Please accept him and us..” You say, bowing to your own parents. Your mother just snorts, rolling her eyes, while your father listens closely, turning to look at Shinsou, making him really nervous. “I-I promise to treat your daugther the best way I can..! I really love her… Please accept us… and me..” Shinsou bows to your parents, making your father cuckle.

“I aprove of it, but please use the door instead of the window from now on..” You dad laughs, making all three of you gasp.

In the end everything turned out just great, even your friends started to get used to you dating a bad boy. You two also found the person that leaked the pictures, it was a girl you knew liked Shinsou for a long time now and was jealous of the two of you. She got detention from Aizawa for that action, since then she keept calm.

[Extended end]

“Yeah, he is qui- Toshi!” You squeak at your boyfriends suddenly popping up behind you. “Keep on talking, I just wanted to hug you..” He smirks, laying his arms around your shoulders and pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head.

“Where were we..?” You ask your friend giggling, grabbing lightly onto Shinsous arms, while giggling softly, making him smirk even wider. “Why are you two so cute..?” You friend asks fangirling/fanboying over the two of you, while taking a picture of you two.

Everyone started to ship you, after your friend posted this pose of you and Shinsou.

[malifikook]

College Fiasca

 what happens when a simple dare turns into something more?

 a/n: hi everyone! this happens to be my first proper fic; i was previously @starryblue08 but i got locked outta my acc :( anyways i hope you enjoy! feedback is greatly appreciated :D

“Oi! You lot! Get moving!”

A chorus of frustrated groans and grumbles came before the lingering crowd set into motion, around the track that circled around the field, littered with runners and students jogging.

“Can you believe coach?” Your friend slowed down to your pace, her breath barely picking up as she rolled her eyes. “Rumour has it that him and mistress number five have broken up. Tragic, right?”

“Don’t make fun.” You chided but a laugh seemingly escaped you, looking ahead as you ran, inhaling in the crisp cold air and smiling. You loved this kind of weather. It was exactly what you needed after the stressful week of exams.

Coming to a stop when the burning in your lungs was too much, you gasped in lungfuls of air as you bent over, hands on knees and blinking.

“You good there, Y/N?”

A couple of your friends gathered around you and you blinked back black circles. Maybe it was the too tiny breakfast you had.

Pushing up, you gave them a broad smile. “Yeah, I’m good.”

The laps had finished and coach had sent you all off to wash up. Crowded up near a bench, you sat with your head tilted back as you gulped down the fresh water. Popping it off, you gasped as you felt the clear aqua drip down your chin.

“Y/N! Look!” a hiss came in your ear and you turned your eyes to the direction of the pointing finger.

At the end of the finger was the perfectly chiseled body of Jeon Jeongguk’s, standing in all his post-run sweaty state, tilting his head back as he ran his hands through his hair, chest heaving as he inhaled in and exhaled slowly.

You ripped your eyes away and turned to look up at your friend innocently, ignoring the dangerous blush on your cheeks and cocked up an eyebrow. “What about him?”

“Apparently he’s broken up with Lia.” She carried on, plopping down on the free area nearby you. “Do you think I should shoot my shot?”

The words he’s a human, not a game was on the end of your tongue, but you were wise enough to keep hush, so you snapped up your bottle and stood. “Sure. I’ll go change.”

While you slipped the sticky clothes off of your body, you thought back to Jeon. He certainly wasn’t your type-right? He was a player, a wet dream of every high school girl, no doubt. But you tried to weigh out the pros and cons. He most likely could not even know the difference between a stop sign and a go ahead sign. You had seen his car- a cherry red convertible. How he had that sort of money in college was beyond your reason.

You entertained the idea that he was a drug dealer the whole walk back out to your friends, and you found yourself smiling.

When you sat back down on the ground, you were easily absorbed in the game your friends had started, and you laughed. Were they really playing-

“Truth or Dare?”

You thought for a long moment before, “Truth.”

“Agh, spoilt sport.” Jean pouted but thought before asking, “You still a virgin?”

You pinked, jerking up in your seat and glancing down, picking at the edges of your bag’s rim. How on earth were you gonna reply to that?

“Oh my god!” She squealed. “My tiny baby! We need to get you out there and find a man! Oh my gosh, let’s see who you could fuck, hmm.”

“Whoa, wait-“ you protested, hands coming to gain her attention yet simultaneously hide yourself from all the other surprised stares from the other people around you. You felt your palms grow sweaty.

“Oh my god yes! I’ve got it!”

You narrowed your eyes. “What?”

“Nothing.” With coy eyes, she shrugged her narrow shoulders and turned her head, smiling mysteriously. “Who’s turn is it?”

The game continued, and you waited nervously for good reason, knowing that that flint in Jean’s eyes meant trouble.

And alas, the bottle landed again on you and Jean.

She glanced up, eyes shining and smile triumphant. “Ask Jeon Jeongguk to fuck you.”

“W-What?” Your voice picked up in a high pitch and you struggled to bring it down from all the weird gazes thrown around from the other players. You spoke in a hushed whisper, away from the other players, “Jean I don’t think-“

“You will do it, won’t you?”

The other players’ eyes care into your view and you gazed with wide terrified eyes at them all. Panic started to creep up your throat. Self Consciousness and Doubt slithered up your spine. All these eyes meant murmurs behind your back. 

You couldn’t have a repeat of last time.

Ripping your eyes away, you stumbled up to your feet.

Jean seemed to pick up your change in mood, eyes blinking up at the slight quiver of your lashes, and rose to say, “Hey look it’s okay-“

“It’s fine.” You said dismissively, slight bitterness creeping into your voice. “I’ll do your stupid dare.”

Being a new transfer student mid-college year was tough. With no one you knew, a whole new course that made you tug at your hair, and the oh too much free time you had made you feel extremely lonely. You had thought coming here would change your life for the better - yet you were still to see any changes.

You had found Jean in between classes on the floor, crying her eyes out. When you had loomed over her to ask if she was alright, through bleary eyes she had waved to the area nearby and had croaked out, “Come join me - I’m in the middle of my weekly crying sessions; it’s very therapeutic.”

It was safe to say you had grown to be close friends quite quickly. 

But still, you were only two months new to the school. Whereas Jean had a bunch of friends, your social circle was limited to two people: Jean, and the librarian Hana. She had no idea of your inner thoughts, of how hard you were on yourself, how destructive your mind could be. 

But then again, who’s fault was that that she had no idea about it?

Rubbing your hands into your jeans, you gulped as you stared at the crowd of boys nearby the targeted boy known as Jeongguk. The whoops behind you grew and you squeezed your eyes shut before inhaling.

It would be okay. He most probably would not even recognize you.

Taking tentative steps forward, you felt the anxiousness and nervousness creep up inside of you as the faces of the boys cleared and you scanned the number of boys. Six - was it six other boys?

Jeongguk had his back to you, proudly standing with a ball looped around his arm and pressed to his waist as his hip cocked out and he talked to the other boys who stared up at him.

You heard the bare sentence of, “…yeah it was a tough game, nearly lost it! But then Tae here came running in-“

“That’s hyung to you.” Another boy with floppy grey hair grunted, twisting the cap of a bottle open and chugging it down.

“Ah no need to ruin the fun.” Jeongguk’s arms lowered and you stared at the muscles moving in his shoulders underneath the fabric before shaking yourself and shuffling around.

You cleared your throat, heart pounding to your ears and against you fingertips.

It’s now or never.

“Excuse me?”

The same grey haired boy first met your gaze and you held it, nervously chewing on your lip.

He gave a soft smile, the green and black uniform doing his tanned skin justice. “Hi, can I help you?”

The other boys were absorbed in fighting with each other, loud and obnoxious as they created the loudest sounds on the field.

You winced and leaned away from the noise, glancing at the grey haired boy. “I’m looking for Jeongguk?”

The boy’s confused gaze cleared and somewhat flattened as he turned to the mess of the boys and called out, “Jeon, you’ve got company!”

Your heartbeat tripped and on impulse you gazed down at your hands and counted all fingers before looking up and sweeping your eyes to make eye contact with Jeon Jeongguk.

Oh fuck

He seemed prettier up close, with wide brown eyes and a nice jawline and bouncy, brown coloured hair. Though, contradicting his baby face was his well toned body that eagerly tried to distract you but you kept your eyes above shoulder level.

“Can I uh- help you?”

It was so clear he did not know you and you nearly squeezed your eyes shut; yet the burning gazes on your back made you wrench your eyes open. 

The dare, we have to ask him about the dare

So breathing in, you rushed out in one breath, “Ineedtotalkwithyoualone.”

He blinked, hands on his hips as he true to decipher the stranger in front of him. “Excuse me?” He glanced at Taehyung in hopes of his friend deciphering the jumbled up words.

“I’ll be over there.” The grey haired boy snorted and pointed to where the rest of the guys sat and strolled over to them, casually sitting on one jock’s lap whose jacket said JIMIN.

Jeongguk’s boring eyes turned to you, undivided attention making you squirm, and cocked his head to the side. “So? What is it?”

It was like a dam inside of you had broke.

“Look okay I know you don’t know me and I barely knew who you were until like a week ago, but see I have a bunch of people over there who-who started to play a round of Truth and Dare a-and god I know what you’re thinking like -Truth is Dare? Really? - even I thought that but I was there and they had already started playing and- and they asked me i..if i was a virgin and I couldn’t lie so i said yes and then they sent me out here to get you to mess around with me b-but look I would never! I’d-“

“Whoa whoa whoa!”

You broke off into a heaving breath when the pretty boy in front of you held his hands up and you ducked your head, pressing a hand to your head as you felt your cheeks heat up.

God you were such a klutz.

“That’s some dare.”

You picked up on the amusement in his voice and raised your head, eyebrows jumping up at the baby pink lips on his face grinning. “You alive, ma’am?”

You barely had time to process the meaning of the sentence before he said, “Well look I’m honoured but-“

“Oh my god no.” You interrupted him in realization. Running a hand through your hair. you gaped up at him. “Then when I go back they’ll ask me if I did it. I can’t go back looking like a fool.”

The anxiety trickled back into your bloodstream, the disappointed murmurs echoing in the back of your head,”Can’t even get a guy to sleep with her? Shame,” the lingering judging stares you’d have to bear. You had to think. Think fast.

You two stood there in silence for a second before you snapped your fingers. “Aha! Okay got it! You pretend to nod as if you’re agreeing to what I’m saying right now and then I’ll make a show of it as if we’ve sealed a deal and I’ll go back and-“

“Or-“

A deliberate step was taken towards you and you found the air around you filled with the scent of mandarins and sweat all at once. Jeongguk stood a step away from you, dressed in those darn black shorts and loose white shirt. He seemed to pull it off though, and you swallowed at the sight of him leaning forward to you.

“Or,” he repeated again, breath tickling your cheek. “We actually follow through with this dare.”

Your eyes widened inches as you stared up silently at the college boy in front of you. “Excuse me?”

But you had heard him, wide and clear. You couldn’t believe it. Was he being serious right now?

“Think about it.” His voice was soft, persuasive in a silky way. “You go back there pretending you got me to agree and everything’s fine until tomorrow comes and they ask you how the fuck is. D’you think you’ll be able to make something up babe?”

You’re breath hitched as his nose made contact with your skin and you felt goosebumps erupt all over your arms. Your hands fisted into your pants.

“But just imagine.” He was practically purring into your ears. “How it would be like, me touching you and fucking you right. You’d go back home wishing all the other guys you’d fuck would be as half as good as me.”

It should be disgusting. The way he whispered it so easily in your ears. But all you felt was the feel of his lips on your skin and hands barely brushing at your hair. The goosebumps that trickled over your skin gave your feelings away: but Jeongguk still smirked, asking,

“So, doll? What’ll it be?”

You felt too dizzy. Intoxicated with Jeongguk’s power. One minute he was standing boyishly with his friends and the next minute he was boring over you like a sex god.

“I don’t even know you.” The rational part of your brain garbled the sentence out.

Jeongguk’s breathy laugh came. “So? How does that matter? All that matters is the fuck no?” His hands danced at your collarbones. “And the feeling of winning that dare - we can’t forget that.”

An inner turmoil was twisting inside of you: it was so easy to see the reason as to why he agreed to easily - the guy just wanted to get laid, clean and simple, yet the idea of you being just another round of sex to him did not set easily with you. But you heard the curious murmurs from behind, cooing in pity that the new girl had been straight to swim with the sharks. The pride inside of you won the match.

“Okay.” You murmured, leaning and taking a step back. “Okay then, Jeon boy.”

He seemed to grin that boyish grin again, the wind fluffing his hair around. “Meet me in my car after school, yeah?”

The walk back to the group was a shaky one, the post excitement and adrenaline of being so close to a boy still flushed inside your veins.

“Omg what happened!” The girls cried out but Jean shoved her way through and asked with anxious yet curious eyes, “So? How’d it go?”

Picking up your gym back and shuffling it onto you shoulder securely, you gave her a curt, “Good,” before walking off the field to the building.

Just maybe you’d be able to change

The problem with having a grand exit was that sometimes you’d up being unprepared. And that’s exactly what you were.

Meet me in my car, was Jeongguk’s words and it would’ve been an easy thing to spot, if only you knew what car he drove. And where he’d parked.

As you wrapped up your bag when the lecture finished, you sighed in frustration while running a hand through your hair. You couldn’t concentrate at all, the teacher’s words muted as you were absorbed in your world, pen tapping against the table as you had stared at the ground in another world.

Was he really serious? This wasn’t some sort of joke, right?

But as you finally jumped down the stairs and entered the hallway, it finally dawned up you as everyone scattered to leave for home that Jeon Jeongguk, the most known guy on the campus was waiting for you.

And you really wished you weren’t in this situation, because as cliche and sweet it sounded, you kept thinking of the reason why he was waiting and it sent shivers down your back.

This wasn’t what you were expecting when applying for college.

Stepping out of the building into the cool air, you made up your mind. You’d step back up from this deal - you weren’t ready, no matter how cute Jeongguk looked. It would all finish in one night and the next day you’d come to school and have to ignore him, and that wasn’t something you wanted. You knew that having a cute, romantic first time was something that was a rarity these days, but you wanted to have your first time with someone you knew - someone who cherished you. Call it childish, maybe even impractical, but if there was one thing that was clear about you, it was that you stuck to your beliefs.

Swinging your head around, you pursed your lips in thought as you surveyed the courtyard before making way to the parking lot.

You’re bound to find him, right? Like how hard would it be?

Not a few minutes had passed after the thought had crossed your mind did you hear a roaring sound, a loud, startling sound that disrupted the silence of the lot, and your eyes were dragged to the source of the noise.

It was a convertible, the door of the sleek black car swung up and sitting inside was -

You breathed out a sigh of relief.

It was not, in fact, Jeongguk but one of his friends; you recognized his grey hair from before. He had one leg out and a hand gripping the door as he smiled a boxy smile at his other friends that were surrounded around him.

Your feet hesitated as you heard the laughter and shuffling of feet from the numerous of boys, their presence so loud and prominent, and you took it in - the number of eyes that wavered to the group, some people staring in awe and others in indifference.

A couple of the boys - one tall one with purple hair and another wearing a tuxedo - parted from the group, waving their hands before moving to their own cars which you noticed with a pinch of salt were also sports cars.

You were starting to feel a it irritated, really with yourself, as to why you couldn’t push yourself to go up to the group and call out Jeongguk, but right at that moment, the brown haired boy threw his head back in a laugh and when he came down with his eyes open and shifting around, he made contact with you.

It would be a lie if you said that hadn’t made a jolt go up your spin.

Glancing away, you feigned indifference as you rocked back and forth on your heels, gripping your phone in front of you tightly. Your heart must’ve been beating a race, tripping and picking up, as you felt a heat creep up your neck and make way to your cheeks.

Movement on the side of your vision showed that Jeongguk was saying his goodbyes to his friends, laughing a bit, before turning and making way to you and dear god if your heart wasn’t pounding.

“Hey.” He gave a smile, something akin to a grin, and picked his hand up and you reacted instantly, sticking your own hand out.

Silence erupted between you two before he let out a chuckle, gripping your hand and raising an eyebrow at you. “Nervous?”

“Nope,” you lied with a hesitant smile, hoping he wouldn’t see through your facade, but the look in his eyes said otherwise.

He raised his other hand up to his hair to run through and you squeezed your eyes shut, berating yourself silently as the realization dawned upon you. He hadn’t held his hand out to you but to fix his hair-

Why wouldn’t the earth just swallow you up?

“It’s cool,” Jeongguk laughed, retracting his hand back and scratching at the back of his neck. “Uh- wanna leave?”

You nodded dumbly, not trusting yourself to say anything sensible right now, and that was frustrating you. You were never like this - the nervous, wrecked person who had their tongue twisted. At least not around a lot of boys.

But Jeongguk was different. There was something about him, you noticed as you walked alongside with him, taking his bent head and the way his fine legs looked really good in those jeans -

“Look out.”

You caught yourself just in time, staring wide eyed at the car that you were about to run into, and you grumbled to yourself, half in embarrassment, as you rounded around the car and followed him, “Who even parks their car like that?”

Jeongguk just smiled, and a part of you wished he would say something stupid so you could find something to hate about him, but  the way he was softly smiling wasn’t helping at all.

“Ah, here we go.”

“Oh.” You couldn’t help the tiny gasp that left your mouth.

“You coming?” Jeongguk was beeping the car open, and you really wondered if he knew what a jewel he had in his hands right now.

You nodded and trailed your hands along the head of the car, blinking in awe as you opened the door slowly and heaved yourself up, into the gigantic G-Wagon, softly closing the door and taking in the interior with wide eyes.

“Do you like the car?” Jeongguk said with a slight humour in his voice, hand twisting the keys before a low purr sounded the lot, and while the other cars had roared, like lions, this car purred low like a leopard and you couldn’t help but compare that comparison to Jeongguk as you stared at him.

The drive was painfully awkward and you couldn’t keep track with how many times you caught yourself trailing your eyes back to Jeongguk’s profile, promptly snapping your head to face forwards whenever he shifted in his seat.

When he reached forward to turn the music on, you relaxed ever so slightly, sinking back into the seat and humming as you tapped your fingers to the beat.

“So,” he started, making you jump slightly, before carrying on with a smile, “Wanna tell me something about yourself?”

You pursed your lips in a show but thought to yourself, Is this normal? Does he ask all the girls he fucks to chat about their hobbies?

You winced at yourself at the crass thought, but answered, “Well you know my name already - wait you do right?”

The embarrassed look Jeongguk tried to hide explained it all; his cheeks went red and he pressed his lips together with a shrug. “I was too overcome with your beauty to remember what you said-”

“Save it.” You laughed, reaching up to cup your cheek and glance out the window with a smile. “It’s Y/N. Whatta bout you?”

The minute the words left your mouth, you couldn’t help the cry of embarrassment that left your mouth as you covered your face. Jeongguk’s loud infectious laughter filled the car and you felt a bare of a smile against your fingers.

“You’re that nervous?” Jeongguk laughed, the car coming to a stop at a red light and you glanced up to stare ahead with a slight pout. “No I am not.”

Light fingers touched at your chin and turned you to face Jeongguk and your breath tripped and you blinked up wide at him, feeling the way your cheeks were heating up.

He had leaned over the seat, the seat-belt digging warningly into his chest, eyes dark and lidded as he tilted his head to gaze at you, breath smelling oddly of mint.

“I think you should be.” He whispered hotly, lashes flicking against his skin as he dipped down to nudge at your nose. Your breath hitched and your hand flew up to his shoulder, ready to push him away, but his nose jerked away, nosing down to trace a path down past your cheeks to your collarbones, and shakily, you felt him place a light kiss, a bare brush of lips really, to there, and you felt yourself quiver, fist clenching atop his shoulder.

“You’re shaking,” he murmured, leaning closer to share the heat that was radiating off of him, his hand dropping from your chin to dance at the edge of your face, tickling at the apple swell of your cheeks teasingly. “What were you saying before about not being nervous?”

You blinked up at the roof of the car, mumbling back out, “I’m not, I’m just slightly new to all of these things.” A poor attempt of a front, and Jeongguk saw right through you.

Jeongguk let out a light chuckle, tipping his chin up to gaze up at you, the proximity between you so close you saw the way the browns in his eyes blended into honey gold and the slight upturned part of his top lip that looked too shiny for a boy.

“There’s a lot I have to teach you then,” he grinned out, and suddenly the car was jerking forward, his foot placed firmly on the ground and sending the car in motion, pulling away from you just as fast and leaving you cold.

When you both arrived, it was to a apartment building and you followed Jeongguk up the stairs and towards the elevators.

A flare of panic of being too close with Jeongguk again rose up in your chest and you blurted out, “Why don’t we take the stairs?”

Jeongguk looked back at you with an unreadable face, before shrugging and walking beside you up the stairs.

You kept chanting in your head You’re so dumb, You’re so dumb god god why-

And by the time you had repeated that thirty two times, you had stopped behind Jeongguk who was busying himself open a door and pushing it open.

The apartment was nice, surprisingly not as posh as you thought, and you felt a slight tug in your heart as you saw an opened pizza box.

“Sorry for the mess.” Jeongguk said unapologetically, tossing his coat to the side and striding to the kitchen. “My apartment is under renovation right now, so I’m borrowing my friend’s flat for a while.”

Scratch the previous thought.

You had no idea as to how to reply to that, so you nodded and let out a “ah” before moving to the hanging frames on the wall and you noticed with a jerk that the grey haired boy in most of the photos, smiling with his family and his friends.

“Want a drink?”

Turning around, you took in Jeongguk standing behind the ledge that divided the kicthen from the living room, holding up a can of soda.

“I’ll take some water,” you smiled, and it dropped slightly at the way Jeongguk rose his eyebrows slightly judgingly.

“Here you go Miss,” Jeongguk passed you a bottle of water before coming to stop infront of you.

You glanced at him before focusing on drinking the water, midway the bottle when he said,

“So you wanna get fucked here or…?”

Choking, you spluttered out some drops of water before bringing your arm up to dab at your mouth before stuttering out, “What?”

“Look love,” Jeongguk rolled up his sleeves slowly, the dark blue color complimenting his smooth skin, his eyes closed as if he was in pain saying it, “This was great and all but I’ve got a lot of work to do so if we can hurry this up - “

The promise you had made to yourself popped up in your brain and you zoomed to your feet, speeding into your explanation, “That’s okay we can do this another time really, it’s not that important-”

“Whoa whoa .” Jeongguk raised both eyebrows, hands drifting to stay on his hips. “You’re bailing out on me here?”

“Well it’s more like I’m bailing on myself,” you mumbled to yourself, ducking your head and poking your sock covered toes at the carpet.

Jeongguk let out a bare scoff, a bit surprised and maybe a bit offended, and proceeded to cross his arms with a sharp gaze.  “Well can I ask why?”

You glanced up at him, slightly intimidated, and played at your fingertips, feeling your hands start to sweat up and you glanced around.

“Look, don’t take it personally, it’s nothing against you, I mean you must be a great guy but I’m just-” you broke off, ducking away from his gaze. “I’m kinda scared. And I’m not really looking for a one-night stand, you get me?”

Looking up with hopeful eyes, you took in Jeongguk’s calculating eyes, grazing up and down you, before he took one step forward.

“If you don’t want it to stop, we can go another path,” Jeongguk murmured, reaching his hand out to tip your chin up and tug you closer. Your feet stumbled underneath you put you caught yourself, staring  up into his wide brown eyes in alarm. “Who’s to say we have to stop seeing each other?”

Jeongguk trailed his other hand up your arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake, and you felt yourself grow weak, become putty against his hands. Your head was growing fuzzy, a haze clouding your mind as you stared up at Jeongguk, watching the brown hair flop over his forehead and down to his dangerous dark eyes.

“Do you understand love?”

You pulled yourself back slightly, clearing your throat and shaking your head, trying to rid the haze from your head.

“Look,” you tried again weakly, eyes fluttering at the way Jeongguk dipped his head and kissed your shoulder delicately, and though you wore many layers, you felt the searing heat that spread through your body from that one spot.

“I’ll be gentle.” He whispered softly, and the mood in the air shifted, his hands finding way to your hips, thumbs rubbing gentle circles into your skin, nuzzling into your neck, and you felt the heat from his mouth.

“Can I?” he asked, and you heard the slight want in his voice, laced oh so wondrously with heat.

Your tongue felt too heavy, and so you slid your hands up to his hair, sliding through the soft strands and tilting your head back farther, exposing the expanse of your throat.

Yes please

Jeongguk let out a noise, closing the distance and placing a hot open mouthed kiss to your throat, making your head roll back and mouth part, his nails digging into you, one hand sliding to your back to stabilize you, and you gasped out a tiny, “Oh.”

Jeongguk was moving before you knew it, grabbing a hold of your hand before striding to his room, and you followed him, heart in your throat and you had few seconds to view the nice room before you were pressed up to a wall, Jeongguk’s face all you could see as he neared your lips.

“Can I take it?” He whispered, eyes trained on your lips. “Your first kiss?”

Your breath caught slightly when he glanced up, and the need was apparent, so damn apparent, you felt slightly dizzy at the thought.

“Yes,” you found yourself nodding and just like that, he had swooped down to capture your lips in his, pulling you along with him, wrapping his arms around your waist and tugging you close.

Soft, luscious lips kissed you, pressed you into the wall, hands roaming up and down your body, mapping it out for Jeongguk to remember, long strong fingers rubbing soothing patterns as he tilted his head, teasingly licking at your lips with his tongue before moving.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to remain calm as you felt him tilt his head and kiss you again, the world spinning as he pressed your further into the wall. All your senses were heightened, acute of the way his hands clutched your shirt in his fists and the way he smiled whenever you gasped when your lips parted.

When he pulled back, you blinked up at him, breathless, literally, your vision fuzzy and nerves on edge, heart pounding a million beats a second.

“Was I okay?” he teased, a raise of eyebrow.

You couldn’t find the words to respond, jaw slack, and chose instead to answer by looping your fingers into the hoops of his jeans and tugging him back for another kiss, giggling slightly when he mumbled an ‘okay then’.

This doesn’t feel like a quick fuck and go. That was all you could think of as you kissed, wrapping your arms around him again and going on your tip toes to gain more leverage, tipping your head back when the kiss got too intense and let out a slight groan when Jeongguk sucked at your skin.

“Oh my god I’m sorry,” you rushed to apologize but you stopped when Jeongguk picked one hand to brace next to your head, head remaining ducked as he spoke:

“Can I - god, Y/N, can I fuck you?”

You felt yourself go up another level of dizziness at his words, blinking quickly to ground yourself and you nodded, fisting at Jeongguk’s shoulder, finding yourself whisper, “Please.”

The world spun with colors as Jeongguk spun both of you around, still clutched to each other, and made way to the bed, dropping you and kneeling a top of you.

He made way to unbutton his shirt but he glanced down  at you, debating, before he took your hand and said, “C’mere.”

You were tugged up onto your feet by the boy, spun around to face him so he tilted his chin to glance up at you. Hand still clasped in his, he placed your fingers to his top buttons and said, “Go ahead.”

You swallowed, not daring to look up to his eyes, working your fingers to motion as you ever so slowly popped the buttons open, cursing slightly when your grip slipped, and Jeongguk smirked. “Easy there.”

You gave him a light glare which he tilted his head at with a grin, before you finally unbuttoned all the buttons, his shirt hanging open and you wrenched your eyes up and away from his very toned stomach, retracting your hands. “Now?”

“This isn’t a lab experiment babe.” Jeongguk laughed, leaning his hands back. “Just do what you feel is right.”

Sighing, you closed your eyes, reaching somewhere in you to steel yourself, before opening your eyes and reaching back out, but this time to trace at Jeongguk’s neck, dipping your finger into the crevice of his collarbones, and dragging a hesitant line down his sternum, eyes flicking up to gauge his reaction.

His head was tilted to the side, eyes half shut, but murmured, “Go on.”

You pushed the boundary and placed your palm flat against his stomach, feeling his abs contract and your breaths stuttered. Teeth sinking into your bottom lip, you pulled your hand back to let only your fingertips dance down down down till they reached the seemingly expensive and heavy buckle that held Jeongguk’s lower body in secret. 

In a rush of confidence, you dropped your hand further till you traced at the bulge that strained painfully against his jeans, and you heard the sharp intake from above you. Your eyes slowly dragged up to Jeongguk’s, who gazed at you for a bated breath before launching forward and tugging you into a kiss, laying himself back on the bed and pulling you atop him.

You gasped as his hands found way to the bottom of your ass, and your head tilted back to let out a high pitch noise when he craned his neck up to suck harshly, dropping your head meekly to hide yourself.

“C’mon babe,” Jeongguk encouraged, licking a long stripe up your neck and murmured in you ear, “Whatever you’ve dreamed of doing, do it right now.”

You let out a sound you never thought you could make, the whole scenario too much for you, and you gripped at the sheets.

“Jeongguk,” you gasped, trying to catch his attention. “K-Kiss-”

He let out a bare smile before leaning up and capturing your lips, sealing your lips together and slowly tilting  his head to deepen the kiss, and you fell into him, knees digging onto the sides of his hips.

Something hot was uncurling inside of you, stirring heat inside of you and making you whine, breaking the kiss to sit  up slightly.

Jeongguk glanced up in confusion, and you rushed to explain with frustration, hands coming up to push the hair that fell in front of your forehead back,. “I -I feel hot and it hurts-”

You were rolled around so you were underneath Jeongguk and he growled out, “You’re gonna fucking kill me,” before capturing your lips in another kiss, hands digging in your hips and tugging you up to meet the roll of hips that sent you crying out, head falling back as you gasped out, “Jeongguk oh my god-”

“I’ll take care of you,” Jeongguk hushed, making you nod quickly, before reaching down to play with your shirt. “Can I?”

You hesitated, your insecurities and anxiety climbing up quickly and you moved to sit up when Jeongguk noticed the alarm in your eyes, calming you down with a hand on your hip. “It’s okay, we don’t have to do it.”

You glanced away, embarrassed, feeling yourself grow hot all over, and oddly, you felt tears sprout at the edges of your eyes.

“Hey hey,” Jeongguk leaned down, thumbing at the tears. “I’m sorry was I going too fast? Do you want to stop?”

“No! No it’s just.” you brushed at your tears and stared at Jeongguk’s ear, trying to look at anywhere but his eyes and his painfully bare body. This was the last thing you needed. Were you really crying over not being able to think straight?  “I don’t know what I’m doing and it’s embarrassing.”

“It’s alright.” Jeongguk smirked, though his expression held no mockery - only patience. “I’ll teach you. We have a lot of time. Okay? So don’t worry.”

His words oddly made you feel calmer and you let out a tiny nod, fingertips idly dancing over his body to shake your thoughts away and he let out a tiny laugh, tilting his  head back and commenting in a whisper, “Your fingers seem to be knowing what they’re doing.”

You flushed at the comment, flicking your eyes up to see his eyes shut, before leaning forward and kissing at his beautifully tanned neck, noting the way he flinched but did not move you away, instead humming and letting you kiss up his neck and down before tentatively licking over a point where he groaned.

“God baby,” he dropped his head to your shoulder, “Please let me touch you.”

You whispered out, “Okay,” and he set in motion, kissing from your lips to your shoulder and down your shirt to the hem of your jeans, flicking his lashes up to gaze up to your eyes and push a  tiny peep of your shirt to kiss at the skin there.

You gasped, head tilting back and encouraging him, “It’s okay, go on.”

You felt your nerves catch up to you, and though you gave him the go ahead sign, you threw your arms over your eyes and prepared yourself.

He huffed out a tiny laugh before slowly unbuttoning, placing a kiss once more there before tugging your jeans down your legs, watching in awe as goosebumps broke up, letting his hands slid up your legs to massage into your thighs.

Suddenly you jerked up, grabbing at his hands and saying, “Actually what if I’m not good enough, I think we should stop - “

“Hey.” Jeongguk hushed you, blinking up at you with something hard in his eyes. “Say the word and we’ll stop but don’t you ever say you’re not good enough.”

You gulped at his words, cowering slightly at his firm gaze, somehow ending up nodding and leaning back down. I’ll take care of you, were his words, and you blinked up at the ceiling, telling yourself to trust his words.

Jeongguk, after making sure you were okay, turned his attention back to your body, hands massaging at your skin and leaning down to press kisses here and there.

When his kisses trailed up to the edge of your underwear, he whispered, “I can smell you fuck,” and pressed a hot open mouthed kiss to your mound, making you keen and drop your head back, hands tugging at the sheets.

His fingers were on your hips, toying with the straps of your underwear, before drifting down and pulling it away from your lips, breathing out a light, “holy fuck,” and before you could even think of being shy he dove down, licking a long stripe up and nuzzling deep into you, tongue and teeth scraping and licking at your lips.

“Oh my god-” you choked out, tilting your head to the side as you tried to keep your noises low.

Jeongguk was making down right filthy sounds, licking at your lips and sucking hard, his hands coming up to tug at your thighs away, eyes shut as he feasted like a deprived a man, hands slipping to circle your thighs and hold them in place.

“Oh my god Jeongguk,” you whispered, your voice cracking and you made a bare eye contact with him, his eyes boring into you from below, before you tilted your head to the side, the back of your hand pressing into your mouth as your hips twitched.

“Gonna have to stretch you out baby,” he murmured as he tilted his head to the side, catching the skin in between his teeth to suck bruises on your skin. His tongue lapped at the stinging area, thumbs rubbing soothingly into your skin.“That okay with you?”

“Y-Yes,” you stuttered out, mind reeling at his words, propped up on your elbows and fingers fisted into the sheets. Jeongguk gave you a tiny smirk, eyes flicking up to you with a patch of your skin in between his teeth before he released you and slid into a comfortable position.

Laying flat on his stomach, Jeongguk pressed at your thighs, pushing dangerously them apart, letting his lashes flutter against your skin as he laid his head onto your thigh, watching sideways as he brought a finger up to trace your mound.

An embarrassed whine climbed up your throat at the intensity in his eyes, thighs tensing and Jeongguk caught the movement, laying still but flicking his eyes up to gaze at you with mirth. You parted your lips with narrowed eyes to tell him to quick teasing but -

Jeongguk, with an agonizingly slow pace and fixed gaze, slipped a single finger into you, catching his bottom lip in between his teeth as he watched you swallow up his digit, your walls so fucking tight.

“J-Jeongg-guk-” you gasped, hips jerking as you sunk your teeth into your lips, eyes desperate as you watched Jeongguk hushed you with a turn of his head to kiss at your thigh before pulling his hand back and sinking back into you.

“Oh,” you let a pleased hum and fell back onto the bed, hands coming up to cover your face as you felt the boy’s pace slowly, yet steadily, pick up, the burn against your walls so delicious and slow you felt yourself loose yourself at the ends.

You tried to keep it in, you really did, but the way Jeongguk had propped his chin onto your hip bone to gaze at you with a hot gaze as his arms flexed with how fast he had started to thrust into you made you squirm, whine out breathy sighs of his name up into the air, back arching slightly every moment or so before sinking back into the sheets when his other hand smoothed of the expanse of your skin, warm and heavy before he cupped your hip and pressing down firmly.

You picked up your head to give him a questioning glance before he braced his arm against your hip, pinning you down firmly, before resuming his attack on your lips, hand thrusting into you too fast for you to keep up.

“Jeongguk! P-Please oh,” you twisted your body to the side, your mind short circuiting as the pleasure built, alarmingly fast, that coil inside your gust twisting precariously tighter with each second he crooked his fingers into you.

Jeongguk’s brows came close together as he turned his gaze down to your mound, leaning down to lick at his thumb, inhaling the smell of your sex and groaning, before rubbing hard circles onto  your clit with his slicked thumb, letting out a grunt when you choked out a breathy, “Oh my god.”

You two made eye contact when Jeongguk leaned back down, tongue hanging out to lick up at your clit, his nose brushing against that sensitive bundle on your mound and your legs jerked, hastily trying to press shut as your cheeks burned in shame. 

But Jeongguk’s hands were there, strong and unmoving as he pinned your legs apart, one eyebrow cocking up at you with his lips still firmly lapping at your juices, as if to say wanna try that again?

You let out an apologetic whine, your face feeling hot and sticky as you brought your hand up to run a hand through your hair, one finger ending up in your mouth as you watched him suck at you ruthlessly, making you squirm in agony.

The coil was getting tight, winding you up and making you ache for your release, and you had absolutely no idea how to ask for it, desperation clouding your mind as your hips danced off the sheets, one hand coming down to grip his hair.

“Jeongguk,” you rasped, eyes catching his as he leaned back slightly to bring his hands closer to your mound and spread at the skin there so he could have a better access to your pussy, leaning back in swiftly to suck at your lips, eyes wide and unbashed as he stared up at you.

“Oh god Jeongguk you’re gonna kill me,” you breathed out in one breath, dropping back onto your back. At a particular hard suck, you cried out, a high pitched, “Please!” escaping your lips and loud enough for Jeongguk to move away with a low growl.

Pressing up onto his knees, he watched as your face fell and knees pulled close to hide yourself, hands splayed out next to your head, but Jeongguk simply pried at your knees, eyes dark and promising as he grunted out, “Fuck do you have any idea how good you sound?” You keened back in response.

“God, I’m gonna fuck you so good,” he vowed, leaning over you as he pushed at his jeans down. “Make you scream.”

You tried to ignore the way your body burned alight at the statement, gulping and helping him push the jeans down and kissing him back as he dipped down, hands grabbing at your wrists, tugging them to place around his back.

“Dig in my back if it hurts too much, okay?” he whispered against your lips, one hand dropping to push his boxers down.

You nodded, keeping eye contact with him as he flung his boxers somewhere, breath hitching as you felt something line up at your entrance, a slight whimper escaping you, and Jeongguk instantly froze, eyes flying to you.

“Hey, hey. You’re gonna be fine. We can still back out now, okay? Just give me the word love.”

At your hesitant gaze, he carried on. “Don’t think about me. Just about yourself, okay?”

You blinked up at him, lips slightly trembling, before you steeled yourself. It was okay, right? Jeongguk was experienced, and judging my how slow he went, he knew how anxious you were. If your tapped out, he’d stop instantly, right?

Looping your arms around Jeongguk’s neck, you cheekily whispered, “Say please first.”

Jeongguk stared at you, silent for a split second, before his eyes started to sparkle and he let out a laugh. “You’re really making it hard for me to maintain a bad boy image, you know that?”

You giggled, watching breathlessly as Jeongguk’s face straightened into a serious one and he dipped down, nosing at your cheek before grinning, “Will you let me fuck you, please, Y/N?”

You thought you’d laugh when he’d say it, but the way his body pressed into you and his hands held you made you arch your back and mumble, “Yes, yes, yes.”

Jeongguk aligned himself at your entrance and your toes slightly curled, but Jeongguk’s fingers curled around your chin and pulled you in for a kiss, slow and deep and filled with something you couldn’t quite place, before he slipped in.

The pain was obvious, something that pierced so deep that made you pull away from Jeongguk’s lips and blink up at the ceiling, tears swimming at the edges of your eyes.

“Shh,” Jeongguk hushed, holding his hips square against yours, bowing down and pressing his forehead to the side of your head, kissing at the spot above your ear. “You’re so strong,” he whispered, his voice straining, jaw clenched as his thumb came to wipe at your tears.

“Hurts,” you whimpered, tilting to look at Jeongguk, and he kissed you, keeping your lips pressed together as he whispered, “It’ll become better okay love? Can I move?”

You nodded, hands clutching his bare shoulders, wincing as he pulled out before slipping back in, and though it felt weird, and stung a bit, you started to feel the thrum of pleasure that erupted inside of your body, and you arched up slightly, tossing your head to the side and groaning out, “Jeongguk yes-”

“There we go,” Jeongguk hummed leaning back and pulling back before slamming hard into you and you whined, pleasure burning your insides and making something deep in the pit of your stomach coil tightly.

“J-Jeongguk yes yes please,” you gasped, hands falling from his neck to his chest, bouncing with every thrust of his, your body too hot underneath the layers of clothes.

“Does it feel good baby?” Jeongguk leaned over you, rolling his hips deep into you. “You with me?”

“Jeongguk,” you gasped, glaring up at him playfully, “Stop talking and use those hips more.”

A slight of a smile erupted on his face before he pulled back and thrusted deeply inside, purring at the way you cried out.

“You gonna cum for me baby?” he asked at the way your face pinched. “Gonna come so quickly?”

Your cheeks bursted into flames and you tilted your head to the side, keening at the way he hit that one spot, the coil tightening  by every second.

“Jeongguk I think I ‘m-”

“Go on baby,” Jeongguk hummed into your ear, voice thick with lust, hips picking up in pace as he hiked your legs around his waist. “Come for me love.”

You cried out, hand in his hair and other covering your mouth as the pace picked up and you came, back arching and a high pitched cry erupting out of your mouth.

“Oh, oh,” you kept chanting as you came down from your high, arms looped around Jeongguk and cheek pressed to his shoulder. A shiver went through you as you felt his hands dig into your hips and he slowed to a stop, mumbling out a tight, “You okay?”

Nodding, you caught your breathe before asking, “Aren’t you gonna…?”

“It’s fine,” he moved to pull out but you tightened your grip on his waist, pressing your forehead to his neck. “Go on.”

He hesitated for a second before making sure with a “Really?” before slipping his hips back and slamming into you, and every thrust sent shivers into you, making you whimper into his ear, all while he murmured, “That’s it, good girl.”

You expected the time after sex to be awkward, but you found it to be comfortable.

Jeongguk had cleaned you up, claiming that you’d regret it in the morning if you didn’t, and pulled the covers over you, tossing a shirt and boxers to you to change into.

It required no extensive knowledge that he expected you to stay the night, and you found yourself following, slipping on the clothes and crawling under the covers.

When Jeongguk reappeared a half hour later, he was dressed in just his boxers, hair messed up in a glorified way that screamed sex-god.

He gave you a smile, a tiny one, before he slipped into bed, picking his head up to mumble out a “Goodnight” before leaning forward and clicking the light off to send the room  into pitch black darkness.

[straydogswatchin]

highlights from last night

I might not even post this, I just have a really bad memory and wanted something to remember it by as my audio didn't work. no one has to read it, it's purely for selfish sake

-being able to see the glow in the dark ruffs backstage beforehand

-the whooping backstage before it started

-i cried through ex-wives. I couldn't believe I was there

-the cheer for courtney when she came on and during her first line of ex-wives. it made my heart so warm.

-vicki and courtneys hip bump and eye contact during ex-wives

-a solid 5-10 seconds eye contact with courtney during aragons part of ex-wives

-shekinahs accent!! it brought so much character to Aragon throughout the whole show

-courtneys smirk during the wait for Aragon to say 'no..?' and her just leaning back against the stairs, MAAM GAY RIGHTS

-millie gripping her chest and being over the top emotional during the bit between no way and dluh

-hip thrusts from Millie during the obvious bits of dluh

-eye contact with millie through the penultimate chorus of dluh mA'AM IM IN LOVE WITH YOU STOP

-heart of stone in itself was a highlight

-i started crying during seymours speech beforehand and just sobbed my way through the whole song. cried even harder at 'soon I'll have to go'

-courtney crying at the end of heart of stone, she held it together until the penultimate line and had lost it for the last 'my heart of stone' BABEY NO

-millie rubbing courtneys arm on her 'a severed head' line to comfort her

-somehow I was still crying during haus of holbein but through laughter I think

-whEN DID THE BAND PUT SUNGLASSES ON i was baffled that I didn't notice

-some dragging either maiya or courtney across the stage in hoh

-the queens all seemed SO concerned about cleves during her monologue before get down idk that was hilarious

-the whole of get down was so funny and incredible and Lexi is so talented I can't pick out a fave moment

-'nice neck by the way' will just always be my favourite line

-a personal highlight was how much my friend laughed at the 'guys I have the plague!' part. she loves the show but she's never seen a boot or heard an audio so that was so funny

-'speaking of funneh, good look trying to compete with us, hunneh' Shaka I love you

-Vicki having to maintain the sexy dance moves so apprehensively towards the end of aywd just really broke my heart idk

-everyone imitating Maiya's northern accent when they're mocking Parr is fucking hilarious

-the way Parr seems so personally hurt by anyone laughing during the bit where she 'messed up' is super eye opening to parrs character.

-maiyas vocals

-my friend crying during idnyl bc she kept making eye contact with maiya who she's in love with made me giggle

-when Anne says 'everyone notices Jane can't dance' and Jane goes over everyone's shouting 'anne you know I'm trying really hard'

-millies emphasis on 'yes, I read.' really made me giggle, but also shows Boleyns defensiveness of her intelligence

-millie crying through the idnyl reprise. she hid it very well but ig like she said on courtneys take over that she'd been postponing emotions, she probably just got a bit overwhelmed who knows.

-vickis huff when they're all waiting round thinking they wasted the show

-the 'well, we don't have one' about the happy ending will always be so funny to me

-me, crying my heart out during Six because the enthusiastic clapping in time made me so happy

-the whooping, cheering standing ovation at the end

-the cheer for courtney during her part of the megasix

-vicki blowing a kiss to Courtney during Howard's part of the megasix

-the massive bunches of flowers for Courtney and Shaka were so cute

-courtney managing to choke out 'i love you all' at the end

at the stage door:

-me being completely in awe and speechless to maiya bc she was the first out and I was emotionally unstable

-same with Shaka tbh

-Courtneys outfit OML the navy jumper and cream cord jeans and her worn burgundy brogues she is so so cool

-my friend had to take my photo with Courtney for me because I was shaking so much

-courtney stapleton put her arm round me by that point I'd ascended

-maiya had to keep running back bc she had so many gifts

-ed came out of the stage door some people were so confused I swear

-vicki was so smiley and lovely

-lexi was so incredibly kind, she asked everyone's name and spoke to everyone for ages and she's so funny

-'anyone have a BISCUIT?'

in conclusion yesterday was the best day of my life. sorry this is the longest post ever I hope no one's read it all bc it's acc ridiculous.

[lallemxnt]

a post to appreciate some of the people whom i love with my whole ass heart:

@tu-comptes-tant-pour-moi​ aka alec 

alec, baby, would-be-husband, fiancée, i can’t possibly thank you enough for sticking with my annoying ass. you have helped me in my times of need, unbeknownst, you’ve made me laugh when all i wanted to do was cry, you’ve supported me at my lowests, and loved me through it all. i do not deserve you baby, i really don’t. and ik i’m a shity friend, and will probably be a shittier wife, but i’m not shitty at one thing: and that is loving you. thank you for existing and making my life worth living. i love you hubby. 

@altereliott​ aka annie 

annie, annie, annie, where do i even start? you were my first friend on here. well, i don’t think i’ve told you this before but i actually read your fanfic on wattpad (remember the whole drama of an acc posting fics without asking the owners on wattpad?), it was the romeo/juliet elu fic and oh my god i was already dazzled, bewitched and spellbound by your writing. you’re so talented baby !! like wow is there anything you cannot do? you’re an amazing friend, really. like everyone deserves to have an annie in their lives. you support your friends and help them and give them solutions and it does not even matter that you might be feeling down yourself! like what more could someone need to fall in love with you? i love you so much. and i thank whatever god is above for making us meet. thank you for existing baby. xoxo

@starcassstic​ aka gao 

ye you guessed it right !! that’s an angelllll in human form right there !! if you know gao, then you should consider yourself to be lucky because you know an actual angel in your life. she is heavenly. she is beautiful. and she is so kind and loving. like gao is always there for her friends and she’s ever so supportive. i honestly think that this cruel world doesn’t deserve her because she’s just too good for it. gao is also my partner in thirsting over maxence and y’all just stan this friendship lol also; a major ass plus point, gao’s form thai origin !! ye, i love her for her personality and for being herself but i’m just saying that it’s a plus point !! thank you for everything you do and everything you are gao !! i can’t possibly imagine my life without you. xoxo 

@plvseok​ aka keiiiiith

ye this is my own personal hedgehog. keith is elu’s love child and you cannot convince me otherwise. you will be shocked to know that he also has their matching traits. he has eliott’s ever so loving nature and lucas’ gay panic ksjskjs he is my favourite indian boy and nope you cannot convince to choose anyone else for that spot except him. he is supportive, kind, caring and is ever ready to lend a ear if you want to vent. i’m just so blessed to have him in my life??? thank you for everything baby boiii !! i love you so much xoxo 

@elou-is-mylife​ aka timy

i honestly do not know where to start about timy because i’d probably end up writing a thesis. timy is beautiful, prepossessing, gorgeous, arresting, exquisite, generous, pleasant, enchanting and SHE OWNS ALL MY UWUS. timy is that one person, who’d be ready to cheer you up even if she’s pretty sad herself and does that not make you fall in love with her a little deeper? i honestly cry over timy because she deserves the best; and certainly better than me. but thank you for sticking with my annoying, whining and tomato-disliking ass, i couldn’t possibly thank you enough. i love you sweetcheeks <33

@harleyhype​ aka raina 

my favourite indian gurlll,,, i love raina’s cute and loving nature and the fact that she’s extremely good at elu aesthetics !! raina is also so supporting and she always has your back and i just wanna take a moment here to thank her for everything she has done for me. i might have not known her for a long time, or not known her enough, but i plan on getting to know her better, and staying by her side for a long time. thank you for everything baby !! i love you x

@luneaurose​ aka my babie

the coolest motherfucker i have ever known !! be careful because she might just step over you and you wouldn’t even mind it because she might slay your ass and reign over your heart. i’m in love with her personality alright? and i’m in love with her. periodt. nothing more to say. 

@salutmonmec​ aka brooke 

nothing much to say about her because word could never depict my love for her or how amazing she is !! just know that she is the most beautiful babe and i’m totally gay for her and that she really has a way with words. i love u baby u a snacc mwah !

@spidermecc​ aka selin

selin, selin, selin, i miss you okay? we really ought to catch up honeyboo !! you’re really reallll cute and super funny and i actually laugh out loud at your jokes okay? XD thank you for making me laugh and for having my back and being your wonderful self. i love you so much. xoxo 

@jebentnietalleen aka taraaaa

practically my favourite axel stan and my all-things-axel-source !! tara is honestly so kind and lovely and she’s also pretty hilarious ksjsk i just stan this woman with my whole ass heart and want to say that i love her very much !! (ps; hmu b i miss you !!) 

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(i just wanna thank you all for making me smile at some point. and that i’ll always be there for you, to love &’ support you. xoxo)

(ps; excuse my forgetful ass bc i know i will forget someone but even if you aren’t here, just know that you, each and every single one of you, from the anons to the followers and everyone else, i love you and thank you from the bottom of my heart. mwah !) 

[kyliehorsegirl]

Bound By the Soul (Michael Langdon x Reader) REQUEST

A/N: This is a long one shot. I hope you enjoy.

Requested By: @michaellangyum “Reader and michael are soulmates and they can feel each others pain.”

Warnings: smut and language

Word Count: 3133

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Do you ever feel like there is a person out there for you? Neither do I. After having a shitty boyfriend in high school and another shitty boyfriend in college, there’s not the right person for me.

 “There’s other fish in the sea.”

 “There’s more candy in the candy store.” All the stupid little sayings, I would hear them all.

 “You just haven’t found the right guy yet.” That was always a favorite. There are 7 billion people on this planet. How the hell am I supposed to find the person that was meant for me? My family always believed that there was someone out there for me, for everyone.

 Some people would say I wasn’t looking hard enough, why bother looking? I have better things to do than to look for a dependent waste of space.

 They say if you want to get to the top, you have to start at the bottom. That’s how I unfortunately ended up with Coco. Yes, she had Mallory and Gallant but apparently, she needed yet another slave. When I moved to L.A I wanted to be in Social Networking and Business Management. What I got, posting on Coco’s Instagram, because she can’t do it herself. At least I was able to relieve some stress of Mallory. My time working for Coco, I grew close to Mallory. Considering I had no friends when I moved here.

 I was posting a photo of Coco on her “influencer phone”, while she could scroll on her personal phone. Mallory came rushing in with some puke green health smoothie. Encouraging her to drink the super juice, Coco spits in Mallory’s face. Coco is such a bitch. I hand Mallory a towel as she wipes her face.

 All of our phones go off at once. It was a bomb warning.

 “Its fine their fake.” Gallant, Mallory and I all look to each other with concerned looks.

 It wasn’t fake. Now we are all on Coco’s private jet, Mallory sees that we are on auto pilot. It’s fine, everything is fine. We see the mushroom cloud explode through the air.

  That is how we are here. The Outpost. An underground facility, safe and protected from the radiation and monsters. Purples and Greys, we were divided into two categories. Greys were servants and Purples were the elite. Poor Mallory was stuck being a grey. I would’ve wanted to be a grey with her, but here I am, a purple. Life at the Outpost was so damn boring.

 At least as a grey, you cleaned, ‘cooked’ and didn’t have to be involved in boring gossip. Day in and day out. Our days consisted of cube meals, gossip, whining and the same fucking music every single day.

 Stu and Gallant had “radiation” and were taken to get hosed. Stu didn’t make it. That night Venable, the bitchy prude who ran this place, served us ‘stew’ with fresh meat. Andre lost his shit when he found a finger in his stew. Half of us didn’t eat it or stopped eating, a few others ate it in all it’s glory. Like Evie, Gallant’s crazy starlight grandmother.

 We were all in the sitting room, a melancholy sense in the air. Andre was sobbing in the corner with his mom, the rest of us stared aimlessly in the room with hooded eyes.

 “Guys, do you hear that?” Emily stood up with wide eyes, we all look to her like she’s crazy.

 “I don’t hear anything.” I said cocking my head to the side.

 “Exactly! The music stopped.” We all looked around, the room silent. Gallant leaps out of his seat, the record player scratches as “The Morning After” plays. He runs to the record player gesturing to it ecstatically.

 “This is the Cooperative! They are trying to send us a message!” Gallant proceeds to cover, terribly the song as it plays.

 Suicide was a thought as “The morning after” has played for the billionth time in the last 18 months. We were zombies at this point. Ms. Venable announced that today was the last breakfast we would be having in order to sustain our rations. We were all in a uproar before Gallant and Mallory spoke of taking their chances out in the world. Gallant throws his food and plate causing it to shatter everywhere.

 Before discipline could ensue, there was a perimeter breech. Lights flashes and sirens wailed. Ms. Venable’s face paled for a moment as her and Ms. Meade excuse themselves from the table.

“What the fuck is going on?” Andre was pacing all over the sitting room, Emily and Timothy were holding each other’s hands. We’ve been here for almost two years and there has never been a perimeter breech.

 Come dinner time there was another one of Venable’s infamous stews, snake stew. Courtesy of Emily, who found snakes in her bedroom. I would’ve been adventurous if it wasn’t for the snakes coming alive and scaring the shit out of us.

 “Who’s in your office?” Emily said, absent of snake related shell shock. Ms. Venable makes an irritated expression before sighing.

 “I’m afraid that’s none of your business.” She excuses herself from the table. We all look to each other, dumbfounded by all the changes.

 In the sitting room, we all remain silent. An eerie chill creeps up my neck, goosebumps pepper my arms. Odd, I’ve never felt that before. Ms. Venable makes her way out in front of us. The fire rages behind her. She stomps her cane, once, twice. Gathering the attention of us all. Before she could speak, a man walks in. He has no regard for personal space as he is inches from her face, he turns his head as if to say, ‘get the fuck out of my way’.

 I felt a cold chill. I rub my arms subtly, no one else seems uncomfortable, other than the demeaning presence of this man.

 His hair cascades down, illuminated by the light of the fire. He is clad in modern-Victorian wear. Nothing like we have to wear.

 “My name is Langdon, and I represent the cooperative.” His voice floats into my ears like honey. After that, all I hear is ringing, as he speaks I see his mouth move, but I can’t hear what he’s saying.  My mind is fuzzy.

 My mind is clear when I hear Gallant. Volunteering like it’s the Hunger Games.

 “I’ll go first.” Gallant shrugs. Langdon rolls his head, unenthused towards Gallant.

 “And so you shall.” He looks at me for a long time before moving. I felt frozen, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe. I can’t read his expression. He lets out a sigh before making his way back to Venable’s (his) office.

 As if coming out of a trance, I can breathe again.

 “What the hell was that?” Mallory bends down to whisper in my ear.

 “I honestly don’t know.”

 I wait for my interview with a large amount of anxiety. I’m alone in the sitting room as everyone makes their way to their interviews. Once done, most retire to their rooms for the night. I glance up to the staircase seeing Mallory running out of Langdon’s office. I scrunch my brows as she hurries to her room. Following a hunch, I follow her.

 I knock once on her door, no response. I hear her sobbing so I enter without asking. She is curled up in a corner crying.

 “Mallory? Are you ok?” Kneeling down to her, I place a hand on her shoulder. She sniffles before lifting her face, revealing puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks.

 “No, there is something wrong with Langdon. He was pushing me, saying I had darkness inside me. There’s something clawing inside of me, trying to get out.”

 “What do you mean there’s something wrong with him?” I shift myself to sit next to her against the wall.

 “He, he scared me. His face was white, black veins all over. It was terrifying.” My eyes go wide, not questioning her. Mallory has always been level headed. She wouldn’t lie about something like that.

 Some time passes, we are sitting and talking about everything. Since we’ve been here, we haven’t been able to talk like we used to. I sense that its getting late so I stand to retire to my room.

 “I better get going. I wouldn’t want Venable to get mad at us.” We laugh a bit as I walk through her room to the door, when an awful pain stops me in my tracks. I let out a scream holding my arms out. I feel a fiery pain dragging up both of my arms, a sharp sting resonates.

 “Y/n, what’s wrong?” Mallory holds her hands out to me, lost not knowing what to do.

 “I don’t know Mallory, my arms, they hurt! It feels like they’re on fire.” I begin to cry from the pain. Looking at my arms I see no marks or cuts. I don’t know what is causing this pain. I scream as I sink to the ground, collapsing to the ground. I hear Mallory scream my name when everything goes black.

 I wake up in a bed that is not my own. My mind is fuzzy, the sting in my arms long gone. I look around the room. No clue as to where I am. Slowly, I get out of the bed. Making my way to the door I hear someone descending the spiral stair case. Langdon.

 “You’re awake.” I look to him, still as stone as he makes his way to me.

 “What, why am I here? What’s going on?” My voice comes out shaky. He grins at me, standing tall in front of me.

 “Let’s sit, I know you have a lot of questions.” His eyes penetrate deep into my soul. I think back to what Mallory said about him. I shift closer to the door as my hand creeps to the handle. His eyes glance to my hand before looking back up at me.

 “I wouldn’t do that Y/n. Sit.” Langdon turns to some seats by the fireplace. I fight myself on leaving and sitting with him. Curiosity gets the better of me as I follow slowly behind him. He is seated before I am, eyes watching my every move.

 He stares at me for quite some time before saying anything, causing me to squirm under his gaze. His fingers grace his chin in a thinking manor. I take note of the rings on his fingers.

 “You felt pain earlier, didn’t you?” I look to him with wide eyes.

 “Yes, I did.” Speaking softly, I don’t know if he heard me.

 “Where?” Odd. I take a moment, trying to process what is going on.

 “Um, both my inner arms, all the way up.” I rub my arms self-consciously. He hums in response before getting up and going to his desk. I watch his every move. He gets into a drawer, grabbing a knife. I feel a knot in my throat. My heart accelerates.

 “I want you to trust me. Can you do that?” I slowly nod, scared of what is to happen next. Langdon sets the knife in his chair before untying the cravat on his neck.

 “Trust me.” He uses the cravat to blindfold me. My heart thumps so loud I can hear it in my ears. I hear him sit back down into the chair. Some time goes by when I feel a sharp pain in my palm. I let out a yelp, thinking he just cut my hand. That can’t be possible, I don’t feel his hands on me.

 I rip the blindfold off, looking at my hand, nothing. I look at him seeing the knife in one hand and a large gash in the other. I can’t comprehend what is going on. The blood dries as the cut heals.

 “I understand this is very confusing to you, but I had to be sure it really was you.” I look to him with utter confusion.

 “Do you believe in soulmates?” He gets up to kneel in front of me. It makes me question everything.

 “My family does, but I don’t.” I speak, unsure of myself at this point. He takes my hands in his.

 “Are you sure?” I don’t know. “Soulmates can feel the pain of their mate. If you don’t believe me, try it for yourself.” He cleans the blade and hands it to me. I don’t want to cut myself. However, I am curious. I take the blade and he grabs the blindfold, seating himself back in the chair. I try to find a spot that would be unexpected. I gently cut myself under my collarbone. He instantly brings a hand to his collar bone. The blood drips down my breasts and he takes his blindfold off.

 “I knew it. Interesting location by the way.” Langdon makes his way to me, leaning into me. He lowers his head near my breasts, licking the blood from my cleavage and licking my cut. I want to be grossed out, but I’m not. The cut heals and he remains by my face.

 “We are meant for each other. Made for each other. You feel my pain and I feel yours. We can feel each other’s emotions. I know you have felt my emotions. I have felt yours, the sadness and depression from being here. I’m sorry. I should’ve found you sooner and for that I am truly sorry.” He takes my hands and rubs his thumbs over them.

 “I, I don’t know what to make of all this.” I take in a deep breath. He nuzzles his nose into my neck, causing me to close my eyes.

 “I know my dear, it’s a lot to take in. I’m here now and I won’t let you go.” He looks deep into my eyes placing his forehead on mine. There is a sense of comfort. Part of me wants to leave, to run away, but I’ve never felt this calm and content before.

 “I sense your confusion. I know you don’t understand, but tryst me darling.” He brings me down with him on the floor. We sit by the fire, content in each other’s embrace.

 “I never wanted to be with someone. All my life, people have told me that there is someone for each of us. I didn’t want to believe them. I hated the idea, the men that have hurt me? I never wanted to find someone again.” I look down as some tears begin to fall. He holds my face in his hands, wiping my tears with his thumbs.

 “I would kill for you, those men that hurt you? They don’t deserve you. You are a gem. I am here now, that’s all that matters. I will keep the pain away. I don’t want you to hurt anymore.” He brings my head to his chest, holding me tight. I feel like I could be here forever.

 I don’t realize that I had fallen asleep. I awaken after sometime. I look up to Langdon. I lay in his lap.  He looks down to me smiling. His arms wrapped around me.

 “I didn’t want to wake you love.” His tone is so loving, I almost don’t believe it.

 “I’m sorry to have fallen asleep Mr. Langdon.” I try to remove myself from him, but he holds me tighter.

 “Michael, my name is Michael, I would love it if you called me that.” He strokes my hair, I hum in response.

“Michael, Michael Langdon. It’s a beautiful name.”

 We migrate to the bed, he carries me in his arms and gently sets me on his soft duvet. He lays me down, taking a spot next to me. He strokes my arm, then my side. I smile longingly at him.

 “I want to make you feel good Y/n, give you the love and pleasure you deserve.” He lifts my dress up as he runs his fingers up my leg, bringing the skirt with them. “I don’t want to push you, but I want to love you. Will you let me love you, make love to you?” He looks into my eyes, not moving any further.

 “I, I think I would like that.” His pupils are blown as he grips my neck gently in his hands, bringing me closer to him. He kisses me slow. There is want and need in the kiss. I can feel his want, I can feel the adoration he has for me. I kiss back, showing him that I want this too.

 His hands roam my body. Feeling heat everywhere they go. He climbs on top of me grabbing my thigh and lifting it to his hip. He kisses all along my neck leaving marks, he moans as the feeling of bites litter his own neck. I run my hands up to his hair tugging at his locks, I feel the tension on myself as well.

 He slips a hand under my dress pulling my panties down. He slips to fingers into my warm cunt. I gasp, its surreal. Michael pumps his fingers into him, hitting my g-spot with every thrust. He kisses me hard.

 My slick coats his fingers. He brings them to his lips licking them clean. He undoes his pants, springing free his hard cock. He looks to me, holding back the need and desire, I can feel it. I bring my hand to his cheek, he leans into it.

 “Its ok Michael, I want you.” His shoves his lips onto mine in a bruising kiss. He then thrusts into me. A white pleasure. I can’t breathe. No one had made me feel like this before. I bring my hips up to his, in rhythm of his thrusts. I arch my back, throwing my head into the pillow. My hands go to his back, clawing red streaks along his muscles. I feel it too. He thrusts into me, long and hard.

 “I’m close Michael.” I gasp out trying to ground myself by gripping onto him. His cock presses into my womb with every thrust. I feel my release coming. I cums inside me as my orgasm is enhanced. I feel his and he feels mine. Its an amazing amount of pleasure. We both moan loudly. He rests gently on me while still inside. His face in my neck. He takes deep breaths. My hand goes to the back of his neck, stroking his hair.

 He slowly pulls from me, both of us shuttering from the aftershock. He lays down next to me pulling my body to his. Michael wraps his arms around me, locking me in an embrace.

 “I love you Y/n, I won’t let you hurt anymore.” His kisses my hair and holds me tighter.

 “I love you too Michael.” I do believe in soulmates.

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[shikastemari]

konoha’s grinch - b&s.

pairing boruto uzumaki x sarada uchiha

word count 1,450

when it happens christmas AU!!

warnings none

a/n happy holidays everyone!! here’s a little of borusara fluff to end a good year of writing. thank you everyone who have supported me through this journey and also to the friends i’ve made cause of it. can’t wait to see what 2019 holds for us.

thank you @writing-is-ruining-my-life for the prompts!!! i’m obsessed with your acc.

masterlist on my profile bio

Sarada hates Christmas shopping.

Crowded malls, crazy people trying to get gifts for the best and the cheapest price, kids crying when they got lost from their parents, higher risk to get a cold or something. Of course, none of those things are enough to stop her husband to absolutely love Christmas shopping.

Especially on day December 23th.

Don’t get her wrong, she also loves Christmas. Just not the shopping part.

“You told me we were going to program ourselves not to go shopping so near Christmas this year!” Sarada whisper-yells at Boruto, who are focus to choose between a stuffed dog or chicken for his three year old niece.

He completely ignores her complaints, “Do you think Amaririsu will like this one?”

“Inojin told you to get her paint.” Sarada raises an eyebrow.

“I wanna give her something fun.” Boruto retorts, a small grin playing on his lips.

Sarada just rolls her eyes while reaches out for his hand, to pull him to the mall exit. She can’t wait to get under a warm blanket with him, watching silly holidays movies and making out lazily.  “Can we go now? I think we got everyone covered.”

“Yes, just one more thing.” Boruto firms his feet to keep them from moving. “We have to get a picture with Santa.”

The blond man points to the old guy sitting on a big chair in the middle of the room, surrounded by kids. Sarada grabs her husband’s face, making him look at her. “What are you? Ten?”

Boruto frowns as her fingers still squeezes his cheeks. His voice sounds restrained. “What are you? The Grinch?”

Sarada narrows her dark eyes at him and he places his hands on her waist, pulling her close until her body is pressed against his. He shakes his head, making her let go of his face and when she does, his cheeks burned red with her finger marks.

“Have I told you how hot you look when you’re annoyed?” He leans in, pressing his nose against hers.

“Oh, I noticed that in the last twenty-seven years that we know each other. You sure like to annoy the Hell of me.” She feels slightly impatient by now.

“I can’t believe I actually married a hot version of the Grinch.” Boruto teases her, pulling her to the exit, dodging all the kids running in the way.

“Call me Grinch one more time and I’ll divorce you.” Sarada squeezes his hand strongly and Boruto’s face turns into a painful amusement. He laughs while trying to pull his hand away.

“If you divorce me, you won’t get your present.” Boruto says, between the laughs that were leaving his throat. Everyone on the mall stops to observe their little scene, which cause Sarada to be flustered.

Boruto still giggles when he pulls her into a tight hug. “Let’s go home.”

“No! I want my gift!” Sarada says, her voice muffled by his sweater.

“In the car, then. Come!” He grabs her hand and starts running outside the mall, aiming for their car. They quickly get in and rub their arms, trying to create some heat. Sarada looks to her husband on the passenger seat, smiling when she notices the snowflakes on his hair.

“So?” Sarada pokes his whiskers, with one hand and raises the other one so he can put the present there.

“Here.” Boruto sticks his hands on his left pocket and takes a lot of money, putting it on her hand. Sarada frowns.

“Are you giving me money?” She asks through gritted teeth.

“You’re too hard to shop for, woman. Now you can buy whatever you want!” Boruto exclaims, smiling.

Sarada just turns to the wheel, starting the car. During the rest of the travel until their house, Boruto tried to talk to her, but she was too mad with the money gift.

Once she parks, Boruto quickly gets out of the car and goes straight to the door, closing it behind him. She stands there,  looking at him incredulous. So, politeness is indeed dead.

Sarada gets out, buffing. She runs to the door, covering herself from the thick snow falling. Once she opens her front door, a tiny husky puppy comes running to her direction. She widens her eyes.

“Merry Christmas, love.” Boruto’s body rests against the closest wall, the smile on his face brightens the room more than the Christmas lights he put around the whole house. “By the way, I want my money back. We need to pay for his vaccines and I forgot to buy a bed for him.”

His wife kneels, caressing the little ball of fur that is currently trying to bite her boots. “I can’t believe you did that!”

“What? You’ve been asking for one since we moved in together. It was about time.” Boruto approaches them, bending down next to her. “Hi, little guy. Do you like your mommy? Cause I sure do.”

Sarada throws herself to Boruto, her arms wrapping him into a tight hug which cause both of them to crash to the floor, she on top of him. Sarada crashes her lips against his and the puppy decides to do his own version of a kiss, licking Boruto’s cheeks.

He laughs against her lips, especially when the dog puts his both tiny paws on his face to have a better support to try to lick Sarada’s face.

Sarada tries to move to lay on the floor next to him, but Boruto wraps his arms and legs to keep her there.

“Boruto!” Sarada says, between laughs. “Let me go!”

“Never.” He places a lot of kisses on her neck, making her laugh even louder and the puppy scares. Running away from them, trying to bark at the both of them.

“Noooo! Borutoooooooo, you scared him.” Sarada frees herself from Boruto’s grip, laying on her stomach next to him on the floor, tapping it gently to call the dog back. He happily obbeys her, licking her face affectionately one more time the moment he reaches her.

“I just bought myself competition, didn’t I?” Boruto puts both of his hands behind his head to give him support. “Did you see his eyes?”

“One blue and one black?” Sarada sits, pulling the husky to get lap. The dog just spins a couple times before making himself comfortable there.

“Our son.” Boruto crawls until he rests his head on one of her thighs, dividing the space with the new family member, peering up at her face. Her heart flutters by the sight.

“What’s his name?” Sarada pets the puppy with one hand and runs her fingers through Boruto’s hair with the other.

“We gotta decide that. What about Boruto Jr.?” Boruto suggests as he closes his eyes, relaxing with her touch.

“What if he decides to take after you? No, thank you..” She giggles.

“Inojin?”

“We’re not naming him after your brother-in-law!” Sarada punches Boruto’s shoulder lightly and Boruto grabs her hand, intertwining their fingers.

“Ama would’ve loved that.” Boruto points out, thinking about his niece reaction when she sees the puppy for the first time. The thought warms his heart.

“Let’s go with Pakkun.” Sarada blurts out.

“Uncle Kakashi would’ve liked that,” Boruto says in a sad and nostalgic tone. “But he doesn’t have a Pakkun face, he’s friendly. How about Kinichi?”

“So, do you want a name that literally means strong and healthy first son?” Sarada raises an eyebrow.

“Ei, it fits.”

“Tamotsu.” Sarada says, excited. “Means protector.”

Boruto opens his eyes, thinking about it for a moment. Then his gaze met Sarada’s and she knows it means they found it.

“Tamotsu Uzumaki-Uchiha.” Boruto licks his lower lip after saying it, Sarada just clears her throat.

“Tamotsu Uchiha-Uzumaki sounds better.” Sarada says, playfully.

“Okay, we are going to have this talk later.” Boruto sighs. “Let’s just get out of this cold floor and move to under the covers.”

He stands up, pulling her together. Tamotsu is still asleep on her arms.

“Hi, Tamo.” Sarada whispers to the sleepy puppy. “Welcome to our family.”

She leans in and kisses Boruto again. He hugs them, carefully not to smash their son between them. When they stop, both of them are still smiling. He caresses her cheek with his thumb. “Not bad payment for twenty-seven of annoyance, huh?”

“Best Christmas present ever.” Sarada replies.

“Really? I can think of something better.” He smirks, malicious, before he turns to the kitchen. “I’m going to make hot chocolate. You two go to find today’s movie.”

“Oh I’ve already know this one.” Sarada moves in the living room’s direction and spins around just to wink at Boruto. “We’re watching the Grinch tonight.”

He just stays there, laughing, while she enters the room. 

As the Grinch said once, “Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”

[angclhyunjin]

of light and verse | jaebum

desc: you literally end up falling for the boy who sits at the back of your uber hard lit class. college!jaebum litmajor!jaebum. all the fluff. just super fluffy

word count: 1.913

requested by: @jaebums-sunshine​ [Jaebum college au/domestic au fluff!]

note: i wrote this at lit 4am but ummm my love as a lit major was too cute to pass up

oh my god ok COLLEGE JAEBUM

setting my heart on fire at the thought of my lit nerd headcanon for him

lets get into it!

so its freshman year and ur walking into your first lit class, a bit intimidated bc its like,, a course no first year dared to touch but u just wanted a cool sounding course so bad u jumped at the opportunity

its GREEK MYTHOLOGY!! who wud not hello

and ur excited until the professor opens her mouth

and ur blown away by how,,,,,,, interesting and riveting the whole thing is but shit is it going to be this hard throughout??

the first few classes involves you frantically taking notes and trying to keep up w the impossible pace this class is going

but theres this BOY

he sits right at the end while ur in front so u could pass him off as uninterested,,, taking the course for extra creds??? wrong

this BOY quips in between the lecture with the most fascinating comments, connecting the odyssey to so many modern works, to poetry and to music

and ur like,,, who made u,,,, how r u like this

ur kind of annoyed by how smart this boy is

its not like you dont get wtf is happening here, but how can he get it and SO MUCH MORE

and tbh ur kind of jealous but u didnt hear that from me. also he has the softest voice that creeps up behind u and makes ur body stir

wait what

so u work super hard

and like super hard, u finish all ur readings and do ur own research

but u still feel like its not enough

like idk who u think u are, u start living at the library

cup of tea in hand and a book in the other, it sounds optimal but the stress is lowkey making you lose ur mind

ur looking for a book in the aisles, a VERY specific one on sappho’s fragmented poems

and FINALLY u see it............on the top most shelf

ur 5′4″ self is SCREAMING

and u could ask for help but help is for losers

so u make the very intelligent decision to climb the shelves what?? no ones looking

ur almost there when

a hand

reaches at the same time as urs

u almost scream for real this time, shutting ur eyes real tight, letting go of ur meager hold on the shelf and falling back

like u have accepted ur death at this point

until???? wait??? you feel two hands around you and suddenly you’re not falling

“my god, are you okay??” how tf do i know this voice

you open your eyes to be met with the softest brown eyes, framed by these wire glasses

oh

its him

of c o u r s e

u literally dont know what to say until he laughs a little at you (an adorable, light noise that fills you up)

“this is probably not one of your greatest moments” ur cheeks are on FIRE

suddenly he notices his arms are still around u and he hastily places u on ur useless jelly feet

“were you going for the book on sappho? i didn’t know anyone else here knew it existed”

you’re about to stammer out a reply, not really ready to explain to the lit prodigy that ur trying to be at least half as insightful as him but he

squints at u

“wait, aren’t you in my lit class?? you are, aren’t you?”

he REMEMBERS ur invisible ass??? ok??? what doesnt this boy notice?????

u finally find your tongue, stammering out a “y-yeah, i was planning out my paper and needed a second reference”

wow is he lowkey impressed he stares at u for a bit

ur now hyperaware of ur messy bun and glasses, the old t shirt you’d tucked into mom jeans feeling so inadequate in front of him in his stylishly messed up hair n button up,,, how could someone be this pretty at 4pm on a sunday

“honestly, me too. but its okay, you can have this” 

he barely needs to reach up to get this book and ur like, looking at his shoulders as he faces away from u for a split second and man is he built

“are you sure???” you let out in an almost whisper “don’t you need this?”

“nah its okay i read it over the summer already” o yes of course

“i’m jaebum by the way” he smiles at you and ur stomach JUMPs

“i’m y/n” you try, and then blurt out “and also really sorry for this i’m like,, dumb as hell-”

“its no issue, y/n” his voice is HONEY as it says your name and you can feel urself turning redder

“i’ll see you in class then” hes gone as quickly as he arrived and ur still in shock because what the fuck

did that really happen or did u doze off after a caffeine crash again???

so the next day in class u walk in, heading towards your seat when  ur eye catches jaebum’s

and he gives u the BIGGEST SMILE

WHAT AN ANGEL

ur blushing furiously and manage a quick smile back

and thru/o ur so distracted bc u swear u feel his eyes on the back of ur neck but ur also too scared to look bc WOW WHY IS THIS BEAUTIFUL BOY STARING AT ME

so at the end of the class ur throwing all ur books into ur mess of a backpack when u hear a voice 

“so did you end up finishing the book”

its god jaebum, beanie hiding his tousled hair and trademark glasses on his nose

“no i still have some stuff to cover but its fine!! you can have it u want-”

“no, no i was going to suggest we do the paper together?”

is this ,,,, really happening

“i mean, sure” WHY ARE U AGREEING WHY DO U WANT TO DIE

“okay great! i’ll meet you in the library at 4?”

“okay see you then!!” u squeak out and dash

wtf was that

this man did not need ur help, he is a lit GOD

but ur there at 4, a little thankful for the heads up bc u managed to put some semblance of makeup on urself

and he walks in and ur heart is on fire again bc hes so pretty and he’s also so excited to do lit, lit makes this boy

u slowly ease into conversations w him, sappho being taken over by more personal deets

ok first of all, this boy has 5 cats

5

he shows u pictures of all of them, names and all, like a mom showing off her children

ur heart is so so full of this endearing boy

you keep meeting thru the rest of the week

on tuesday, he asks you ur favorite color

on wednesday, he convinces u to tell him ur favorite memory

on thursday, you tell him how vanilla ice cream is everything to you but u cant stand strawberry

on friday, he asks u for ur number

on saturday, he randomly texts you 6 pictures of his cat sitting on two legs

on saturday, you realize u have fallen for the boy at the back of ur lit class

u dont know what to do

this boy is so so dumb at heart but can also recite all of shakespeare’s sonnets by heart

like hes the cutest idiot u have ever seen

and ur falling super hard for him

ur friendship goes strong for a while

gradually u blush less frequently and get comfortable w him, going over to his place at times

the first time u go (for lit probably) he opens the door and ur greeted w the smell of disaster

like really it smells super bad

and hes frantic and panicky bc “i didn’t know how hard cooking was the tomato sauce is all burnt what did i do”

poor perfect boi is bad at cooking???

even surrounded w smoke and in a dirty apron he looks ADORABLE

and ur laughing and taking the saucepan off the stove for him, throwing his failure out and suggesting u just get some chinese

and he agrees w a sigh and ur like ur so dumb

and no ur definitely not trying to think abt how he wanted to cook for u

when u call him over u make spaghetti

red sauce

“wow so ur really out here triggering me like this”

“is it my fault ur an idiot sandwich”

“w o w”

he probably pouted and u probably made fun of it tho ur heart was crying 

so it goes on like this for a while

and ur always wondering ‘does this boy even like me like that’ bc he out here giving u so many signals but never making the move

like ur ass is never sure if he’s into u or just being nice

bc lets face it - im jaebum is the definition of nice

and its honestly getting kind of annoying

like pls tell me if u like me my heart cant take it much longer

u guys are at his, doing ur readings

you glance to the side and see jaebum reading intently, eyes flying over the words, relaxed and so sweet, a ray of light from the window falling on him and making his eyes radiate a dark brown

you dont even notice how long you’ve been staring until u hear his voice

“hello what r u doing”

fuck

“nothing! just,,,, you looked really pretty with the light falling on ur face. no i mean, look!! like, you’re pretty”

OK

WHAT

did u JUST 

SAY THAT

"not that that means you’re not pretty at other times!! i mean,,, you’re pretty all the time and its honestly really crazy” WHY ARE U STILL TALKING

hes just.... staring at u in wonder

and ur lik e wow this is it, this is when the ground acc swallows me up and i die

when his face breaks into this beautiful smile

“you think i’m pretty?”

his voice is so soft and pure

u r, on the other hand, about to collapse from embarrassment

and just nod and its like the day in the library all over

and he’s still smiling when he says “y/n, i think you’re the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen”

your stomach SWOOPS

IS THIS REAL LIFE

“i’ve wanted to say that for the longest time” he breathes and you notice just how close he is

“thats just,, i mean wow i didn’t know...” u manage to say

he leans in a little closer and his hands r burning a hole resting on ur thighs

the light is very brilliant as his head dips lower, breath on ur lips until he fills the gap between you

and im jaebum is kissing you

you barely remember to respond, but when you do, he leaves light kisses on ur lower lip, hand coming up to cup ur cheek 

ur entire body is on fire as he draws you closer, your hands going into his hair and feeling for the first time how soft it was 

wow u had really dreamed about this huh

he draws back a little bit, face incredibly close to yours and asks u “is this okay?”

,,,,,,,boi

“more than okay, this is perfect” you press him closer and all else is forgotten

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[changji]

Wow you really went off the other day but at least it was worth it 😪 I normally look at the scenery when I’m on a road trip, but then I get bored of it and decide to sleep bc there’s nothing else to do. Motion sickness must suck :(( do you take gravol or something to help with it? Coffee literally drains the life out of my funds it hurts me

Yes omg pls make me cookies I love them. Maybe you can even open a bakery with pastries and sell some good /cheap/ coffee. Ilyt my dear baker 🥺 ye I’m not the biggest fan of my bday either but gotta celebrate anyway!! One year closer to death woohoo 🎉🎉 your birthday is the most important day of the year!!! You can’t fight me on this I’m right

Pearls are so good. Like most places I go to don’t add anything to the pearls so it’s just bland squishy balls but the place I frequent adds I think honey to sweeten them. It gives the pearls life istg. It tastes so good 🤤 hollering is a funny word. For some reason I always associate it with yodelling which makes me laugh

Ksks you must be op if you can make a joke in the wall with a door slam. I can’t relate my arms are literally sticks and I have no strength in me. Chrome books are terrible in general. Add my schools terrible wifi and you get one big recipe for disaster. I’d never fight u either (unless it’s for your bday) ily too much for that 🥺🥺🥺

Hahah I think it’s me. I haven’t heard anyone say “go ham” except for the people who go to my school. I find it really funny tho so I try to incorporate it whenever I can LOL easily burnt? Can’t relate but apparently I easily tan. There’s this one diagonal stripe on my shoulder that separates pale me and tan me which ??? How did that happen and what was I wearing for that to happen??

It’s all fun and games until you go outside and see a mountain of snow waiting for you to be shovelled. But there are some good aspects to winter, like skating and skiing and all that fun stuff. Snow is so heavy?? Or maybe I’m just weak but after I finish shovelling I’m beat. Gardening is not my thing. There’s too many bugs involved flying around 🥴

Kind of? I always thought it was short for cappuccino but I could be wrong. They don’t taste like fraps tho, they’re sm better. I was always a frap hoe until I discovered lattes. My old elementary school was close to a Starbucks so whenever frappy hour was happening, my friends and I would go almost every day LOL

I heard that dunkin coffee is really good. Oof there’s so many things that the us have that Canada doesn’t. But apparently you guys don’t have ketchup chips?? How can one live without them? You know that’s what soulmates are, we’re stuck together forever and I don’t mind that. I’d never leave you 😌😌

YES OMG LATTES ARE SO EXPENSIVE. I pay around the same amount and my wallet cries every time. If you ever yeet yourself off a bridge I’d come visit u in hell and bring u iced coffee 💖 we really are soulmates wtf I get almond milk in my lattes as well!! I used to get normal milk and was like “I’m a bad bitch milk can’t hurt me” but that didn’t really work out. Sigh what we do for coffee 😔

Washing dishes is disgusting. I hate doing them but yk someone’s gotta do it and that someone is me 😤 I’m acc lazy when it comes to smoothies, I usually ask my mom to make them LMAO. Pancakes are pretty much made of flour if you think about it so technically when u eat one plain ur eating cooked flour,, how barbaric. Waffles are Built. Like. They have a 20 pack 😪😪

I love angst personally so pls go ham but not too ham I’d like to keep my heart. Honestly at this point my last brain cell has given up on me. But yes I love angst and I love torturing myself with heart wrenching angst that leaves me crying into my pillow at 3am (I’m talking about this one haikyuu fic that I forgot the name of. I was literally dying inside jalsjwo)

Pls do send me peet’s I’ll send you an iced capp in a cooler so it’ll be somewhat melted and probably spilt everywhere 🤪 tumblrs probably gonna block me again, I’m looking at how much I’ve typed rn and it’s a lot lmaoo. Yes I managed to save myself. I redid the whole last with less detail bc I was not Having It but it turned out better?? How is ur drawing now?

I start after labour day in September. But starting in 3 weeks?????? On a Thursday?? I could never wtf. When do you end? I’m so confused with these ap and honours thing, like there’s none offered in my school nor majority of the school district. Are they just advanced classes or something? It is 7 classes a semester or the whole year?

Stan talent i think you meant yourself??? Jsjsksk I am not only ur coffee soulmate I’m not #1 fan as well and I support u bc ily 🥺🥺 the read more tag had me laughing for a hot minute. Like we really could make an essay out of all of our replies. I don’t have any pets (besides fish does that count?) unfortunately bc my moms allergic to fur 🥺 hbu?? (I can’t believe tumblr blocked me again they can fight me)

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i didn’t even pay LOL i freeloaded off my cousin 🤧 i like to look @ scenery sometimes but like i can’t bc my head hurts LOL and the scenery is always the same for me, mountains and fields with cows. i try to take dramamine but it makes me so drowsy that i’m just basically dead,,, i live off of my cousins money so i’m okay 🤪

tbh i use nestle toll house pre made cookie dough, like that shit actually slaps. it’s the best it’s so good omg, perfect for lazy hoes 🤧 death here we go ! the order is ur bday, then skz debut date, and then christmas i don’t make the rules sorry sis 😤

pearls are Dangerous, i once drank a smoothie and there were pearls in it and i couldn’t see them bc there were like. only 3 and they were Buried under the smoothie but i choked and almost died but i chewed one of them and it’s like. so weird. HOLLERING AND YODELING IM- i once went to some public yodeling class and left in 2 seconds bc it was a bunch of white boys dressed like the kid from walmart 😪

it’s not even strength i’m actually rly weak,, i always think the doors are closed but they’re not and so i like slam them open and the walls are thin so it’s just. a sad hole. terrible wifi,, my school has pretty good wifi tbh but we have like three connections, one for the chrome books only, one for the teachers & staff, and one for students and guests. like it works rly good but everyone has a VPN bc of stupid social media restrictions 😤 & ilyt 🥺 u would probably win in a fight tho LOL

go ham is so interesting. the first time i heard it i thought it meant go pig and i was so confused but ig,,, i live lathered in sun screen whenever i go somewhere with the sun. ppl are like “i smell sun screen” and im just there like 🙃 it’s me u got a problem u burnt chicken nugget ??? i wish i tanned easily, i have a tan friend and when i showed her when my legs got tan she was so confused. i thought i was tan tho? bc during marching band season my sock tan becomes So Bad i’m basically white. she said she was blinded when she saw me pull my sock down and i laughed so hard LOL & i hate those dumb random tan lines like. where u @ bro? where u come from??

snow is fun for like a day and then i get tired LOL i csn only handle wet socks and a red nose for so long 😔 i tried skiing one time and i did so bad that the instructor had to hold me down and walk with me down the slope. i fell so many times i think he hated me 😳 i’m also rly bad at skating? i went w my friends once and i held both of their hands and still managed to bring both of them down when i fell. a cute guy once helped me when i was struggling to walk so 🥴 not my brightest moment tbh,, trying to walk in skates while on ice. do u enjoy skiing/skating? also gardening is. gross. worms and dirt and the sun i’m not here for it.

u: cappuccinos! me: ...ice bergs,,, now that i think about it fraps kinda suck,,, i used to think i was So Cool for drinking starbucks but now i’m like. wow. i used to think there was coffee in a frap but it’s just. sugar and ice LOL also speaking of tmrw is bogo fraps here,, idk if it’s all over the world but myb u should check it out 😪

dunkins okay it depends on what you get, i once got an iced latte and it was good but my dad got an iced coffee and he like. hated it so we had to switch and it was so bad like. it was coffee crime. it was horrible and not strong it was basically milk 😤 also,, ketchup chip? i just googled what that was and. that’s literally so weird. fun fact i hate ketchup and all other condiments i can only eat bbq sauce and i tolerate steak sauce

UR LITERALLY SO CUTE OKAY UR MINE NOW HHHH

i mentioned this in the other ask but. we going broke bitches club 😪 when u come visit me it’ll be old town road the one w mason ramsey on a loop. nothing will top the og remix but no, i’ll be stuck listening to some 5 year old rap for all of eternity

I USED TO BE SUCH A GOOD KID AND DRINK MILK EVERY MORNING ever since i got to middle school i preferred sleep over waffles and milk and i hardly drink milk but when i do. my stomach does not have it.

my mom made me wash dishes today and she just stared at me when i put ziploc bags on my hands bc we didn’t have gloves but i just painted my nails and i’m not abt to put myself thru chipped nails. not yet 😤 waffles are so good like i love waffles and lattes only 🤧

well i’ll go very ham (am i doing it right LOL) 😤 the angst ending is a lot better than the open ended or happy ones LOL i’m so excited for it 🥺 i’m rly tryna get it out before the end of this month bc the edit says july and it’ll make me Mad if i don’t get it out before the end of this month

i wanna start in september 🤧 and i usually end in the first week of june. also on a wednesday LOL it’s gross. stupid. ap means advanced placement so it’s just. a college level class. lowkey mad bc i’m taking ap euro (as a sophomore 😒) and other schools take it in their senior years? apparently this is normal? and honors are just faster paced classes with more weighting so,, idrk oops 😬 some people take 7 classes in a semester but i took it for the whole year! this year i’m dropping orchestra i’m Not for that spit in the carpet life

the only talent in this house goes by ada and jisung. i don’t make the rules. i’m ur #1 fan 🥺 as soon as u post anything i automatically smash that rb button LOL also put a read more here bc like. we’re really out here writing a whole ass essay. i’ll look @ all our convos bet it’ll be like. a lot. i don’t wanna say smth and be off so i’ll just not. i have a dog! he’s the cutest in the world and i love him sm 🥺 tumblr can fight me first like. what’s this ask limit bull hhhhh

[csauce-and-chips]

The Tipsy Side

Word Count: 2,032

Featured: Thomas Sanders, Patton Sanders, Roman Sanders, Logan Sanders, Virgil Sanders, Deceit Sanders, Remy Sanders

Pairing(s): Prinxiety, Logicality (though not mentioned).

Universe: Human AU

Synopsis: Thomas has to make sure his friends have a safe time drinking at a party. What he discovers about his intoxicated friends is shocking.

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Thomas had no idea what he had gotten himself into.

Being the youngest amongst his group of friends had its advantages and disadvantages. One disadvantages is not being old enough to drink. Of course this sucked for him, and Patton had apologized about it many times before the party really kicked in, but Thomas had just said it was fine.

"You sure, kiddo? I can just hang out with you if you want!"

"It's ok, Patton. I want you to have fun! Someone's gotta be responsible."

How naive he was.

It took only half an hour for the party to really kick off. If you could call it a real party. There was at most 20 people there, however, that didn't stop them from getting wild. Particularly a certain group of four Thomas kept his eye on.

Shockingly, the very dramatic and Disney fanatic got drunk first. Thomas wouldn't have expected him to be a lightweight, but it only took him two shots to get him going. At first, he was laughing and shouting at the house's Alexa to change it to different Disney songs. And then, Thomas delved into the madness of his drunk friends for the first time ever.

A usually flashy and ambitious Roman stumbled over to Thomas at his spot on the couch. It had been about an hour and a half since the party had started and Roman was a mess. Thomas, of course, was a little concerned.

"Roman-" Thomas took his hands to carefully sit the older man next to him, trying to make eye contact with the wasted prince. "Woah, hey now.. you ok, Ro?"

For a moment, all Roman did was blink at Thomas like he was talking in rhymes. Then a goofy, soft grin spread across his drunk face. Thomas stared at him in confusion as Roman flopped against his shoulder, laughing softly.

"Hi Thomas~ you're warm.."

"Uh.. Roman?" Thomas chuckled as his concern mixed with his amusement. "Maybe you should take a nap?"

"Whaaaaat? Thomash- Thomas??" Roman paused in confusion as he squinted at Thomas' jeans as if they contained all the answers. "What was I sayin..?"

"I said you should take a nap?"

"..." Roman broke out in a slurred giggle fit, patting at Thomas' leg like a silly child. "I love you, Thomas~"

Thomas chuckled as he tried to think of what to do next with Roman to take care of his silly drunk friend. That was, before he heard a very loud shout from the kitchen.

"FUCK YOU- NO, NO, SHUT YOUR STUPID MOUTH!"

Thomas let out a soft sigh as he stood carefully, moving a pillow to where he was sitting so Roman could lay down.

"Stay here, bud. I'll bring you some water, kay?"

"Thomas, you're so nice to meeee," He could hear Roman start up again as he had already left to push through the small crowd to the kitchen.

Knowing his friends, Thomas was pretty sure that Logan was behind all the screaming. Though Logan was a really intelligent and calm person, he had a temper he's seen jump out on many occasions. Different shouting sprees, but he always managed himself quickly. So this had to be Logan, unable to contain himself with alcohol in his system, right?

Wrong.

Stepping into the kitchen, Thomas was surprised to see Patton, who was pushing at a familiar face with an usually pissed off look on his face. He had a bottle in hand and it was clear that he was drunk.. still... this was a bit unbelievable for anyone who's met Patton.

"YOU'RE- YOU ARE SO FUCKING MEAN!" Patton was half shoving, half swatting his victim into the counter behind him. "YOU JUST MAN- MANIPULATE EVERYBODY AND IT'S SO FUCKIN RUDE-"

"Patton- uh- friendo-" Deciel had his hands up defensively as he bared the brunt of Patton's drunken rage. Can't say he didn't deserve it for what he's done in their high school days, but he's proven himself better since then. Patton seems to have forgotten about.. All of that.

"DON'T FREE-ENDO ME PAL! DO YOU WANT ME TO FIGHT YOU?? I'LL FUCKIN FIGHT YOU RIGHT HERE, IT'LL BE PHYSICAL-"

"Uh, Patton?" Thomas placed a hand on his friend's shoulder carefully, unsure of what his friend was capable of in this state.

"WHAT-" Patton turned quickly, maybe too quickly, but catching himself on the counter at the last second. He squinted angrily, his bottle clanking against the counter.

Thomas sighed as he rested a hand on his friend's arm and cut him off. "Patton, it's me, Thomas. You're getting aggressive-"

"THOMAS HE HURT-"

"I remember, I remember, that was back in high school, remember?" He made eye contact with Patton and rubbed his arm. "Remember how it's been six years since you've been in high school, dad?"

One thing that really seemed to draw him back into the moment is the way Thomas called him dad. Patton opened and closed his mouth a  few times before he let go of his bottle and he sighed heavily.

"..'M drunk."

"That's right. You got it pops." Thomas lead Patton to the kitchen bar and sat him in a seat, grabbing two glasses and filling them with water. "It's ok. Just try to take it easy, kay?"

Patton nodded as he took one of the waters. "M'kay.."

Thomas gave him a smile and a pat on the back. "Thanks Patt."

"Thomas!" Thomas looked up and was surprised to see Remy, who looked pretty drunk himself- however, Remy was excellent at handling his liquor. "Hey Rem. What's up?"

"What's up is that your friend has been in the bathroom for like-fourty minutes and I'm seriously going to snap his neck if you don't get him out of there!"

"Friend?" Thomas circled around the counter to Remy who lead him upstairs. His first idea was that it was Virgil, because his anxiety probably got to him, and he decided to hide out in the bathroom. Of course, just his luck, he was wrong again.

"Logan?"

Logan sat in the bath tub, curled up into himself. He had his face buried into his arms which were wrapped around his knees. His hair was a mess and his tie was dangling from the edge of the sink. So, yknow, it was weird to think that this was his friend Logan.

"Thomas..?" Logan lifted his head out of his arms but still had to rest his cheek against his forearm. His face was caked with tears, his eyes red and his skin blotchy from crying.

Thomas felt awful seeing him like this. Remy had already abandoned the bathroom for now, so he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "Lo.. what's going on? What's wrong?"

It was clear by the way his bottom lip quivered at the question that that alone had bothered him. Thomas plopped himself on the toilet seat, prepared to listen to his drunk friend.

"I'm drunk Thomas.. imma mess"

Thomas waved it off and put a hand on Logan's shoulder. "Don't worry, Lo, everyone else is a mess too-"

"B-but that's just it!" Logan's voice cracked ad he looked desperately at Thomas through half-lidded eyes. "I'm- I'm supposed ta' be reshponsible! I'm supposed ta' be everyone's mom! What.. what am I supposed ta' do if I can't- can't-"

At this point, Logan was a bumbling mess of sobs and drunken slur. The bottles in the sink and on the counter surface suggested that Logan's drank the most so far. It hurt Thomas' heart to see his friend like this, to see him try to drink his troubles away to only get hit 10x harder with it in this state.

"Logan. You don't have to be responsible for the others all the time."

Logan sniffled as he frown heavily at Thomas, looking ready to cry again. "What'aya mean..? I need.. I need to know you-" a hiccup, apologies "-you, you guys are all acc- accounted for-"

"Look Logan, it's ok if you aren't being the responsible one all the time. We appreciate everything you do for us, you don't need to stress yourself out with us all the time."

His glossy eyes stared at Thomas' clear ones with drunken surprise as a "really..?" Slipped. As if he didn't know that they all appreciated him.

Thomas smiles gently. "Of course, Lo. We may not say it all the time, but we appreciate you. We love you so much. You do know that, right-?"

He fell quiet as he saw Logan had his eyes closed, his breathing still shakey but evenly rhythmatic. Thomas sighed as he stood from the toilet seat, adjusting his friend so that he was laying down in the tub rather than bent over and worse for his back when he inevitably awoke. A towel yo substitute as a blanket wasn't that bad either..

Just as he had placed the deep green material over Logan, someone crashed head-first into the bathroom.

At first, Thomas expected it to be a party-goer he didn't know that was hurling in the toilet he had been sitting on moments ago (thank god for wanting to get up). But instead he found the face of his final drunk friend, hair messier than usual and his shirt.... gone?

"...uh, Virgil?" Thomas asked in lingering surprise as his friend finished loudly vomiting, just the sight of it making him sick to his sober stomach. "You ok?"

Virgil huffed over the toilet bowl as he turned his head to look at Thomas. Every move he made seemed to make him dizzy. However, he didn't seem mad, or upset at all from hurling. What surprised Thomas the most was the perverted grin plastered all over his friend's face.

"Mmm.. hey Thomas~" Virgils voice was the heaviest with alcohol, a hum of pleasure behind it. His eyes were dazed and intent on looking over Thomas' entire figure like he was a hungry animal. "Mhmmm, I'm fuckin' faaaaantastic!"

Before Thomas could say anything, Virgil had shoved himself to his feet. However, it wasn't very steady as the boy stumbled, practically throwing himself into Thomas' arms as he pushed his hands onto his younger friend's chest with a look of stupid desire.

"Virgil..!" Thomas had a red tint to his cheeks as he tried to hold up Virgil's weight so suddenly, while feeling extremely uncomfortable by his actions. "Virgil- please just-"

"Jus' what, pretty boy~? Ya.. ya seeeeexy peice'a meat, hmmm?"

My God, if this wasn't the most uncomfortable thing ever, Thomas wouldn't know what was.

Thomas took a breath as he pulled on a stern tone. "Virgil, your boyfriend wouldn't be so happy if he found out you were flirting with me. Or am I wrong?"

Virgil fell quiet and his smirk dropped. Something seemed to shift in his eyes as he frowned, gripping slightly at Thomas' shirt.

"Wha's- where's Ro?"

"He's on the couch." Thomas sighed ad he realized what was going on. He hated seeing Virgil anxious again, slipping back into himself, but it was much better that when he was being touchy-feely. Plus, he knew Virgil wouldn't want to hurt Roman like that on purpose. "I'll take you. Here.."

Thomas adjusted himself so that he had an arm around the slightly smaller man, flushing the toilet on the way out. He made sure his fumbling, highly intoxicated and highly anxious friend got down the stairs and to the couch safely, glad to see that Roman was well passed out on the couch- oddly curled up with an innocent expression he never seemed to wear.

Virgil seemed to focus more when he spotted his sleeping boyfriend. Thomas let go as Virgil stumbled a little to lie a tad awkwardly next to Roman on the couch. Virgil seemed happy enough but well on his way to passing out hard.

"Mmm.. thanks, Thomas.." Virgil mumbled softly as his eyes closed contently. He would be glad the next morning when he figures out he didn't do anything unscenely with his youngest friend.

Thomas couldn't help but smile, relieved. He glanced around at his friends on the couch and in the kitchen. All asleep, all taken care of and accounted for. He made sure that he had set out a water bottle for each of his friends, along with ibuprofen, for when they all inevitably awake the next morning.

Needless to say, taking care of drunk idiots isn't easy. You never know what to expect. But if there's one thing that Thomas learned tonight was that no matter what surprises come his way, his friends were still his family- still the people he loved more than anybody else in the world.

Thomas made a mental note to scold them all in the morning, anyways.

[hockeytrashgoblin]

Guess the song bb

Okie dokie friendos. I have been gone for a while because health is important apparently?? Who woulda guessed it. Anyway I was sick and sad but nOW I’M BACK BBS. William Nylander doing the keke challenge or whatever the fuck it’s called. Also was inspired by Jenna and Julien podcast games sooooo here is the result. Hope you enjoy. Or don’t. Up to you really but I like the way it turned out so rad *Finger guns at you*

“Hey babe?” William asked coming into the room and sitting beside me on the counter where I was baking some peanut butter cookies.

“Yeah?”

“Can I ask you something? You can feel free to say no but it could be fun.”

“What is it Willy?” he had peaked my interest with this. You could never tell what he would ask, it was always a surprise.

“Weeeell you know the Leaf Nation website?”

“Yeah of course. What does that have to do with me though?”

“The producers thought it would be a fun idea to bring our girls for a show.”

“What kind of show?”

“Ours specifically would be a game seeing if I can guess your favourite songs. All of them would be games like that but ours is music because you like it a lot and honestly I think they think I’m going to be bad at it.” he said laughing at the end.

“I would love to do that baby, it sounds fun.”

“Okay good because I kinda already said we would do it.” he had a sheepish smile and I just hit his arm with a dish towel.

“You knew I’d say yes.” I stood in between his legs and hugged him. “I can never say no to you.”

“I know, it’s cute.” he said giving me a chaste kiss before jumping down from the counter. “Now you should maaaybe make a song list because we film this thing on Tuesday.”

“William! It’s Monday today!”

“Well I mean you’ve got all evening and tomorrow morning.”

���How long does this list have to be?”

“Probably about 50 songs roughly?”

“Oh my god..okay. I’ll do it after my cookies are done.”

The next day William woke me up much too early for my liking. To be fair I asked him to so I could make myself look presentable for this shoot. I was in the bathroom sitting on the floor curling my hair when he poked his head in, leaning on the door frame.

“Why are you doing all of this?”

“I don’t want to embarass you by looking like a bridge troll for all the fans.”

“You don’t ever look like a bridge troll. You’re beautiful always.”

“Shut up.” I said quietly rolling my eyes.

“It’s true babes. I’m going to make breakfast while you get ready.”

“Okay sounds good bean.” a little while after William left I had finally finished curling my hair. Or so I had thought. It had completely fallen straight again because I forgot to put hairspray in. I took a deep breath and put the curling iron down. I was really frustrated and pouty. It was still early, I could pout if I wanted to. I made my way downstairs to the kitchen and shoved my face into Willy’s back making him laugh.

“Hi there.”

“Hi.” I said mumbling into his back.

“What’s the matter (Y/N)?”

“Look at my dumb hair.” he turned around to see the half straight hair and the hair that was currently straightening itself.

“Oh baby, you forgot to put in hairspray in between layers didn’t you?”

“Yeah.” I said pouting again.

“No need to pout darling.”

“I just want to look pretty and not embarrass you but nothing is working out this morning.”

“You don’t ever embarrass me. Never. You could go in a big sweater with the hood up and leggings and you’d still look beautiful.”

“I might just have to be cozy today..” he came over and grabbed my face with his hands.

“I love when you dress cozy. You always look so damn cute.” he gave me a little kiss and I smiled into it. “Now go get dressed while I finish your breakfast you cutiepie.”

“Okay.” I kissed him again and went upstairs to find my favourite leggings. I quickly found them and put them on. I then went through the closet to try to find a big sweater. Mine were all dirty so I took one of William’s Leafs long sleeve shirts. It was huge on me but it looked cute and I was cozy so I didn’t care much. I put on a beanie and ran back downstairs.

“Wooooooow! Cutest lady I’ve ever seen.”

“Noo be quiet.” I said covering my smile with my sweater paws making him smile wider as he brought the food to the table.

After breakfast we lounged around for a little bit before we started driving to the ACC. We got there about 30 minutes before we started shooting and just hung out again for a little while. I put lavs on me and William while we were just waiting around and got them synced to the camera. William and Kasperi were teasing me for knowing how to do it all, but the cameraman who was running late appreciated the heck out of me. A few minutes later I was sitting across a small table from William.

“Okay so Will, you’re going to introduce yourself and (y/n) and say what we’re doing in this video. (y/n) can jump in if she wants but we just want you guys to interact like you normally do.”

“Alright.” he said.

“No problem.” I said smiling to him. And then we were being counted in.

“Hi guys I’m William Nylander and this is my beautiful girl (y/f/n). We’re going to be playing a game today right babe?”

“Yeah! It’s a fun game where we find out just how much attention Willy pays to what’s going on around him. I’ve made a list of my favourite songs and he has to guess them from bits and pieces of the songs.”

“Okay but do I just have to get the song?”

“Nah boi, you need the artist too.”

“Are you actually joking?” he asked smile dropping.

“No bb. You gotta get them both.”

“Pfft that’s fine.”

“Yeah okay.” I said sarcastically rolling my eyes at him. I pulled my legs up on the chair and got ready to start the game. “Are you ready to start ya big baby?”

“I guuuess.” he said sighing.

“Okay. Just a heads up none of the artists repeat, and they’re songs I’ve liked since the 10th grade until last week.”

“I hate it here.”

“Loooove yooou.” I say blowing him a kiss.

“Alright whatever let’s just start this game.” he said laughing.

“Are you ready?”

“Um yeah I’m gonna crush it.”

“We’ll see I guess. Here’s the first song. If you don’t get it I’m going to be personally insulted.” I put on the part of Fergalicious when Fergie is doing her fast rap part. He listened carefully for a few seconds.

“That’s Fergalicious by Fergie. Predictable to say the least.”

“Yeah you got it!”

“You made me learn it so you wouldn’t have to sing all parts by yourself there was no way I wouldn’t have gotten that one.” he said laughing and smiling sweetly at you.

“Okay next song!” I put on dancing in the street by David Bowie and Mick Jagger. I stopped it after a few seconds. “Alright cutie, what’s the song?”

“That’s all I get?!”

“That’s plenty!”

“Oh god.” he said putting his face in his hands. “Um...is it..is it David Bowie?”

“He’s one of the people in it. Who’s the other and what’s the song?”

“I honestly have no clue (y/n).”

“Disappointing. Dancing in the streets by Mick Jagger and David Bowie.”

“Whatever, next.” he said brushing it off.

“Okay baby what’s this one?”

“Sos from mama mia. It’s Meryl Streep and Pierce Brosnan.” he said after the opening half a second of piano.

“Yeah!”

“I knew there would be a mama mia one on here. You’re obsessed.”

“Nooo I just love it. Anyway next song.” I put on a part of this song where there was no lyrics at all just instrumentals and William sighed.

“I know that’s Halsey but I don’t know which one.”

“Take a guess.”

“Which one is the strange one? Strange love?”

“Yes you go babe!”

“Yes! Alright let’s go.” he reached over for a high five and I hit his hand with me shirt covered hand making him giggle. “You’re so cute.”

“Shut uuuuup.” I played the next song and William just looked confused.

“I think this is beach boys. You like them a lot.”

“You’re right it is the beach boys but which one?” he looked more confused as he thought. “William Nylander you can’t be serious. Come on babe you have to know this..”

“Surfing USA?”

“Oh. My. God.” I said resting my hand over my eyes. “Willy. I first heard this song on baby muppets the day my brother was born.”

“OH! Kokomo!”

“Yes. You don’t get the point though. That was pitiful.”

“Boo you.” he said pouting and I stuck my tongue out putting on the next few songs. He had gotten 10 in a row wrong and he was getting annoyed and I was laughing so hard I was crying.

“Okay baby let me give you an easy one.”

“You said that about the last 3.” I put the song on and he listened carefully.

“Come on I’ve been listening to this song for like a week straight on repeat.”

“It’s do it with you but I don’t know his name..is it Andrew something?”

“Yeah it’s Andrew Hyatt. I’ll give you that one. Good job lemur.”

“Thank you lemur.”

“Here’s another easy one.”

“You literally got that song from me. Take it or leave it by great good fine ok.”

“You got it! I didn’t think you would since you didn’t get how I want ya and I got that from you too.”

“You be quiet little missy.” he said winking at me.

“Okay next.” I went to the song and pushed play. “If you don’t get this we’re getting a divorce.”

“We aren’t even married!” he said laughing super hard. The song started and he started singing along to the la’s in crocodile rock. I did too, but I had been singing along to all of them. “That’s the crocodile rock by Elton John.”

“Yeah bb!”

“Yay no divorce.”

“Silly Willy we aren’t even married. Dummy.” he laughed again and he cried a little from laughing so hard. “Okay next.”

“No fair. This isn’t even in English (y/n).”

“So what’s the name of the song?”

“I have absolutely no idea. I don’t understand one word of this to even guess.”

“Do you know who sings it?”

“I think Nicky Jam.”

“Yes! It’s X. Solarte’s walk up song.”

“Baseball?” I nodded smiling. “Classic. I’m not shocked about that at all honestly.”

“Here’s the next one.” I put it on and started dancing to it dramatically making William laugh.

“That’s Billie Jean by Michael Jackson. Baby’s favourite MJ song.”

“Truuuuue. Okay here try this one.”

“Okay this song is a lie. You absolutely do NOT beg for attention in small doses. You want to literally overdose on attention.”

“Um wow spilling the tea all over me. Rude.”

“It’s loverboy by you me at six.”

“Yes.” I said shortly putting on the next song.

“This is 100% loveshack.”

“Are you kidding? Are you actually dumb?”

“No come on this is definitely loveshack by the b-52’s.”

“It’s the B-52’s but it isn’t loveshack.” I said laughing really hard. “Holy shit I’m crying.”

“Okay then what song is it smarty pants?”

“Rock Lobster. It’s rock lobster.”

“Fake news.”

“You can’t just claim fake news on facts!” I said laughing harder.

“Rock lobsters are fake news.” I started hiccuping in my laughter and then he knew he messed up. “Oh shit she’s in a mood now. Should we stop filming until she calms down?” the crew shook their heads. William shrugged and turned back to me making me erupt into giggles again. After about 20 minutes of me annoying everyone on the set I finally got myself calmed down enough to continue.

“Um okay here’s the next one..” I said brushing tears out of my eyes. I pushed play and waited for Willy to guess it.

“Oooh that’s yeah by my man Usher.”

“Yup you got it.”

“I know my Usher.”

“I know you do hun.” I said with a small smile. “Here guess this one.”

“Oooooo it’s Brittany bitch! Toxic by Brittany Spears?”

“Yeah boi.” I said chuckling quietly. We went through quite a few more pretty quickly. William got a mix of right and wrong. “Okay last one Willy.”

“I’m so ready babe.”

“Saved the best for last.”

“Now I’m worried.” he said while I pushed play and bit my thumb with a big smile waiting for it. “Oh my god I hate you.” he said putting his head in his hands.

“Do you know it?”

“You’re a shit.” he said with a smile.

“Do you know it?”

“Yes I know it. Unfortunately.” I giggled a little bit. “It’s Mr. Flaming hot cheeto head. Lil Yachty. And by the complex words I’m going to guess it’s called Good day.”

“You’s right lemuuur!”

“Good now turn this off before everyone’s ears start bleeding.”

“Oh my god it happened one time William.” I said crossing my arms and standing up wakling over to him.

“One time too many.” he said pulling me to sit on one of his thighs.

“I stopped listening to it that loud and it never happened again. I already apologized to Kapi like 9 million times.”

“I know baby. I love you.”

“Love you.” I said putting my head on his shoulder.

“Okay guys this has been a lot of fun. I think (y/n) now knows that I do pay attention.”

“Like half attention.”

“Well how am I supposed to pay full attention to music when I want to pay full attention to you singing and dancing?”

“Oh my gooooood. William that’s so cute it’s gross.” I said giggling again.

“Okay well bye guys.”

“Bye thank you for having me.” I say smiling to the camera.

[eunwoonii]

ASTRO

because titles are original

ok so i’m probably going to put a “read more” because i’m about to get emotional over astro and i don’t wanna ruin anyone’s dash either jlkfgdfjlkgf, pls be aware it’s midnight and i’m emo

I’ve discovered ASTRO on aug 2, 2017, by a friend (kis ily) who shared me their famous “catching cicada” video (and tbh I laugh more to this than anything else even now). Last year then, I got interested in them and thanks to friends I was able to know more about them, which members, etc. and I had that massive crush on Dongmin that I still have, he’s my UB and no one will ever make me think otherwise,,,,

So by their CSC comeback I had listened to their singles and they weren’t really part of my life, I loved them a lot so I listened sometimes to their songs but that was most of it, I had school & a bunch of other stuff going on and I was 14, I didn’t know stuff about kpop and so I had no idea of how comebacks worked. On november though, like the 1st of november, I saw their Music Bank CSC comeback and oof was I amazed. Like I think I sat in front of my TV for 5 minutes because I wanted to know if they were going to do it again jgfdljdg

So CSC became one of my Favourite Songs Ever and I got more into astro from then, knowing more about them, their past, their dramas, and all that kind of stuff, their famous memes (hi dongminion) but it wasn’t that much still.

In january 2018, I had a twitter acc that is now suspended but i saw their ISAC and I had finally downloaded most of their songs, plus I had kpop friends in my class and I was like pls stan them i love them and that allowed me to know more about kpop in general (I only stanned astro and knew some other groups but that’s all), and so it was the nicest moments, listening to astro while getting back from school, before sleeping, and because I loved them so much I decided to try and learn korean so that I could say something cool if I ever met them (plot twist: im bad at it). I would celebrate the members’ birthdays and I started my first and probably only one at this point binu fic, and I fell in love with Dongmin even more I guess.

I don’t really remember the date but in march something the fantagio drama started and oh boy was I worried, I legit cried a lot during that time because I was worried and couldn’t sleep properly, because they had brought a lot of positivity for me and hope, I’ll get to that later but yeah you have the point.

And then, I got really confused with school, friendships, dealing with that kind of stuff was complicated and my twitter acc + first tumblr acc got suspended for no reason apparently, so even though I kept on listening to astro I wasn’t really aware of what they were doing, I had some news but there wasn’t any comeback and with what was happening it would’ve been hard to see one. From march to june, I had exams + personal stuff and shit was hard to deal with, so like some people in the fandom who had personal things I didn’t hear much from astro except for big news. I still don’t understand the whole fantagio drama but I was already lost in my life.

When I learnt they would have their comeback in july, on the 24th, I cried, when I saw Always You for the first time, I cried, and well I cried while listening to all of the album that’s not a surprise. I was so, so, so, so, so, so happy they could perform again, that they didn’t disband, that they were there, I could see them, their hard work, the lyrics to their songs that made me cry even more, I’m a crying mess but I was honestly so happy I kept on screaming for 8h that day. 

Which brings us to now, it’s the 15th of august, and that chronology would be a perfect way to sum up how astro led me to who I am now, if I didn’t talk about the emotional aspect.

Last october, I turned 15, and at this time I questioned myself on so many things, gender identity, sexuality, my future, and I was so confused about everything and I kept it all to myself and wasn’t able to be happy. So on that nov 2, 2017, I think I had given up on understanding anything at this moment, I saw their Music Bank CSC comeback. My thought while seeing Dongmin, all of astro while they performed? “That’s who I wanna be. I wanna be like them.” There’s a 0% chance I will end up becoming Dongmin ofc but I had found a model for my life, someone to get attached to so I wouldn’t be depressed anymore, or I would get happier and be able to live properly. Which I did, I was really happy and even though times weren’t the simplest, that’s when I aspired to become someone astro could be proud of, that’s still my goal today.

Astro had helped me during that time, and I didn’t know that but they would help me a lot. There was a super interesting twitt thread on how kpop/biases are models and lift people’s spirits up, and I think that happened to me. Since I’m depressed, I had many low times, and guess what musics would I listen to during those times? Yeah, you got it. Baby or Breathless are songs that instantly make me feel better, most of their songs do actually, but that helped me so much, I could dance (plot twist: im bad at this too) to their songs freely, I can’t learn the choregraphies properly but just dancing to their songs is incredible.

That’s what, with a lot of positivity in early 2018, helped me be someone reasonable, I was proud of myself, I loved astro, my friends, my boyfriend, etc. I was really happy and I got to know more people because of kpop too (I got into nct, got7, exo, and a bunch of other groups) so that really was a good time.

I was so, so afraid when the fantagio drama started, and I don’t really know what happened at this point, things are still confused in my mind but I still listened to astro whenever I could, whether I was in a good mood or in a bad mood. And then, in april-may, I did things, that I’m not proud of, and thanks to a lot of help and astro I was able to get together better. All of this because “I can become someone astro would be proud of, I don’t owe them anything but they’re what’s keeping me in shape somehow”, and just jamming to their songs is the perfect feeling.

I love and love astro more than any other kpop group, because I learnt their hard times, their best moments, their fears, and when they had their comeback last month, I felt relieved. I had been maybe at my worst in april/may/june, but with them, I found a new reason to smile, because I couldn’t just drop them after all the fears, stress, obstacles they’ve been through for their comeback, even to just work. “If astro went through it, I can go through it so that I’ll be able to be a better person”. It seems harsh but it’s surprisingly a motto I still have, I don’t seek on making things difficult and worse for me, but I was somehow more able to separate the real difficulties for me from things that I shouldn’t take care of.

On aug, 2, 2018, I did the thing i’m not proud of again, maybe some of it have guessed it but that’s not the point. I know I’ll forever regret it, because I did it after being clean for 2 months, and on my birthday-of-knowing-astro, astro which has been the group to help me the most during last year and this year, and it’ll take time for me to fully assume my actions and their consequences. Even though I got support from friends, especially from two really close to mine (kis and nicole ily), I won’t be fully capable of not hating me for having done this.

But I know, at the end of the day, that I’ll be able to go through it. Why? “Because I can still be someone astro would be proud of”. It’s naive from me to believe astro would even care about me particularly, but I don’t care and if this helps me to get better, then so be it. I have no contract or deal with astro that tells me that I have to have them as models, but I will continue to admire them.

Astro has probably been one of the hardest-working groups I’ve ever seen, I’m not saying other groups are lazy but they’ve had already a ton of comebacks, events, astroads, fanmeetings, kdramas, events, mc duties to be in, and I’ve never heard bad things about them. Ofc haters are a thing, and a lot of kpop groups have hard work, but they are the only group that I know that have put all their time and energy for that, and most importantly, they kept on smiling. They’re the group I love the most, because they don’t complain, they’re all talented in their own ways, my bias may be Dongmin but let me go to hell if I say that I don’t like any of the other members. I could quote their qualities forever, they’re not perfect of course but they put dedication, time, love, work, their own fears, doubts, or happiness into these albums. Plus, they’re always excited as puppies for everything, they’re all cute, visuals, if I see a picture of them I can’t stop smiling for 3h,,,

So astro has been a really important part of my life, yes. Whatever astro does, as long as it’s not harmful to people, I’ll be by their side, I like to hear from them, see them, support them in any way I can, reblog, like, tweet, whatever I can do to be someone they would be proud of, even if they don’t know me.

Through all the things they lived, and did, I was able to live too, that’s why astro is and will forever be my UG, and Dongmin is my ideal man, wait no all of them are my ideal men, in terms of who I want to be. If they chose us, arohas, if they’re always going to choose you, then I will always choose them.

It’s now 1am, almost 2, and I haven’t stopped writing since midnight,,,, I’m tired help me

TL;DR: I’m very proud of ASTRO, they have That Power of making me happy, I said I didn’t owe them anything since they don’t know me but I owe them my life. I will always, always, thank them all for what they’ve done. Maybe I’m being an extreme fan but I don’t really care as long as I don’t turn into a harmful fan. They led me to a better life already, and I’ll forever be thankful to them, even if they don’t know me, even if they don’t know that story.

you can reblog this or like this, i don’t rlly care, i felt like i had the need to explain that today (it’s a special day for me too!!) and if yall leave replies ill be the happiest man on earth tbh. ty to those who read the whole thing, yall know about my life with astro and im glad if it helps you know me better!