#if you're wondering how she came up with the list so fast that's why

[oceangenasi]

Surprise assist from Tom Lehrer's "The Elements" for Jiavani there, which is frankly a compliment because that is NOT an easy set of lyrics to memorize, he put them all in alliterative order in addition to fitting them to the pattersong

(Actually, come to think of it, the original fulfills this prompt near-perfectly already, since it's a Modern Major General parody to begin with)

[the-cimmerians]

It's 2024. I have been participating in fandom for 40 years. This is a ramble commemorating some history I've experienced along the way.

In 1984, I attended my first convention, and made a beeline for the one long row of covered tables in the Dealer's Room that was, according to the whispered lore of my friends, 'the one'. "um", I said, very suavely and coherently, except for how it was totally the opposite of those things, "I'm here for the... for the, uh. For-"

"Come around here," the man behind the table said with exhausted ennui, so I went around, and he lifted up the table skirt next to him and pointed to rows and rows of boxes underneath the line of tables. "It's all under here."

It was all under there. Along with about five older ladies with glasses, graying hair, cardigans. Flipping through slash zines and chatting in whispered voices like old friends (which of course they were). I noticed one of them had the good sense to be wearing kneepads. I was still too young and ablebodied to need kneepads when crawling on a carpeted floor, but I immediately found her preparedness skills to be both impressive and hot. "You're new," one of the ladies whispered to me--a bit warily, which made sense. "Are you sure you're in the right place?"

In the faint light (the kneepads lady had also come prepared with a flashlight, additional practicality hotness points for her) I grabbed a comb-bound book with a heavy line art piece on the cover, featuring a musclebound Captain Kirk getting righteously and enthusiastically plowed by a stern-yet-ebullient Spock. "This," I said, pointing helpfully at the cover, like I was trying to make myself understood in a language I had only the vaguest knowledge of. "I'm here for this."

Outside at the convention, most of the attendees were wearing large homemade circular pins that shrieked 'K/S is BS!!!'1. But underneath the table, we reveled in the forbidden.

***

In 1985, I fell very hard for Starsky & Hutch fandom. Which was simply referred to at the time as 'the other fandom', because there were only two. We were upstarts. Many fannish elders predicted that it was just a phase.

***

The 'circulating library' was a massive stack of barely-legible pages that smelled strongly of mimeograph ink. When you were on the list, you would write stories while you waited for your turn, and when the big box was mailed to you, you would read everything (new finds, old favorites), add your own sloppily-typed or hastily-mimeographed stories, and then mail the whole thing to the next person. For me, at the time, it was an extremely expensive indulgence--but my favorite one.

***

By 1990, slash fandom had grown enough that I no longer knew everyone in it, which was both thrilling and a bit daunting. A young woman at a convention waited for me after a panel I was part of (I think it was 'writing impactful smut' or something like that), and said she had a question she didn't want to ask in a group setting. I'd heard that before. I said that's fine, go ahead and ask; and she came out with: "Why do you have to be gay?"

I blinked. "Is... that a problem?"

She looked annoyed. "Yes, because your stories are on all the recommendation lists and in all the top zines, but if you're gay and I read something you wrote and I get hot from it that makes me gay, and I'm not gay."

"Wow." I grinned, I couldn't help it. It probably made me look very predatory-dyke-about-to-score-a-toaster. Whatever, it was enough to make her back away from me fast.

When I thought about it later that night, I wondered what it would be like not to be the only queer person in slash fandom.

***

By 1997, slash started appearing on the internet. Many fannish elders claimed it was the death knell of slash fandom, or dismissed it as 'just a phase'.

***

Anyway, I wrote all this for myself as a commemoration of sorts, but if you took the time to read it--thank you. Love you, fandom. I always will.

1 In those days, m/m fandom was known as 'slash', which grew from the fannish shorthand where 'K&S' meant a story of Kirk and Spock having adventures or tribulations or what have you, and 'K/S' meant a story of Kirk and Spock getting it on (Kirk divided by Spock or Spock into Kirk--it was mathy fannish humor and I was into it then and I still am now). Slash was decidedly unpopular in the fannish world in 1984, and there was a concerted effort to force slash authors, artists, and fans out of 'mainstream' fannish public life. Hence, under the table.

[boohorns1136439]

Learning to belong ~ poly!MHA x fem!Reader (01)

I didn’t expect to drop the first chapter so fast. Thank you everyone who liked and/or commented on my previous post !! Hope y’all will like this one !!

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Warning: I don’t know anything about hospital or how they actually work, I tried to make it accurate as much as possible, cursing ?

tags: aged-up characters ; Pack! Izuku Midoriya X Bakugo Katsuki X Shoto Todoroki X Kirishima Eijirou ; Omega!Izuku Midoriya ; Omega!Bakugo Katsuki ; Omega!Shoto Todoroki ; Omega!Kirishima Eijirou ; technically Beta!Reader ; afab!Reader ; modern Au ; post-UA ; Reader has a quirk ; non hero!Reader ; eventually smut

Also, reader is bisexual !

Working in a hospital was always exhausting. You never imagined yourself becoming a doctor; in fact, you never even dreamt of it. But with a healing quirk like yours, combined with the prestige and respect the profession brought, you felt pushed into it. It wasn’t so bad, though. Being a beta, you had an edge here. In a place where emotions ran high and pheromones flooded the air, you stayed grounded. While alphas and omegas could be thrown into chaos by the scent and pheromones around them, you kept your cool. It was one of the few perks of being a beta in a high-stress environment like this.

Today felt no different from the others as you made your way down the sterile hallway, heading for your next patient. Just as you were about to enter their room, the sound of hurried footsteps caught your attention. A group of paramedics rushed past you, wheeling a stretcher with a patient barely visible under layers of blankets.

The moment they passed, the air shifted. The doctor in charge, a tall, sharp-eyed alpha, started barking orders at the nurses, his voice cutting through the usual calmness of the hospital. You could tell by the urgency that this wasn’t just any patient. No, this had to be someone important. A pro-hero, maybe? It wouldn’t be the first time one of them was brought in after a brutal fight. For a moment, curiosity sparked inside you, and you wondered who they were. But duty called. You pushed open the door to your patient’s room, the soft click of the handle snapping you back into focus. Your professional demeanor slid into place like a well-worn mask.

"Good morning! How are you feeling today?"

The patient shifted under the thin sheet, eyes half-closed.

"Better, I think... Still sore, though," they murmured.

You nodded, already making mental notes.

“That’s to be expected. Let’s have a look at those vitals and see how you're doing.”

After finishing up with your patient, the day moved on with the usual requests and minor chaos of the hospital. It wasn’t long before Asuna, the cute omega nurse, approached you again, her brown eyes wide as she asked

“Please, Y/N, I really need to leave early today. I swear I’ll buy your lunch tomorrow.”

You couldn’t help but wonder why people always came to you for favors. It wasn’t like you had a particularly welcoming vibe, yet somehow, this was the third time she had asked you to cover her last round so she could head out early.

“Y/N, I promise, it’s the last time.”

Her wide brown eyes locked onto yours, and you knew she had you. It wasn’t the first time Asuna had asked for a favor, and you doubted it would be the last.

“Alright, Asuna, you’re a pain in the ass. This is the last time, though. I mean it,” you said, though your tone didn’t carry much conviction.

Her smile brightened, and with a quick, “Thank you, Doctor L/N!” she handed you her patient list and dashed off to the locker room.

You shook your head slightly, more amused than annoyed. People always seemed to assume you were an easy target for these things, but the truth was, you just didn’t care enough to make a big deal out of it. Besides, it was easier to say yes and get on with your day than to fight over it. Since she was assigned to the hero wing, you made your way there, your steps steady and automatic. The hero wing wasn’t all that different from the rest of the hospital, just quieter. The lighting was a bit softer, and the rooms offered a little more privacy, but beyond that, it was still a hospital—white walls, the faint scent of disinfectant in the air, and the steady hum of medical equipment. You made your way down the familiar hallway, passing a few closed doors until you reached the patient’s room at the end.

After a brief knock on the door with no response, you entered the room, heading straight for the bed. Their room was larger than most, with enough space to accommodate any necessary equipment, but otherwise, it was like every other patient room. The sunlight filtered through thin blue curtains, casting a dull glow over the room. You checked the vitals on instinct, your eyes drifting to the patient, and then froze when you realized who you were looking at pro-hero Shoto Todoroki.

Seeing him up close was something else. One of Japan’s most famous heroes, practically a celebrity, and here he was, fast asleep in front of you. His hair rested against his shoulders, the unusual coloring drawing your attention in a way you couldn’t quite explain. His features were sharp yet soft and refined, but it was the contrast in his appearance, much like an exotic bird, that caught your eye. There was something striking, captivating about the way he looked. He was just... pretty. There was no other way to describe it. Everything about him screamed "pretty boy." You were so captivated by the length of his lashes, thick and dark against his skin, that you didn’t even notice when his eyes opened and met yours.

The two of you stared at each other in silence for what felt like an eternity. You’d heard Shoto was on the quieter side, but this silence felt different, as if he were trying to figure out why a doctor had been watching him sleep. It was unprofessional—creepy, even—and you had no valid excuse for why you were still staring. The awkwardness of the moment built until it was unbearable, and just as you opened your mouth to apologize, you noticed something shift in his gaze.

There was something more beneath it now, something charged. His cheeks flushed, the soft pink blossoming across his skin like a dahlia. The color spread gradually, delicate at first but quickly deepening into a rich, vibrant hue. His wide eyes, one blue and one gray, darkened as his pupils expanded, a hazy look settling in them. As if he was suddenly hyperaware of every breath you took. The heart monitor’s consistent beeping suddenly picked up pace, the rhythm escalating without warning.

Instinctively, you reached out, your hand barely grazing his shoulder. His entire body trembled at the touch. It was immediate, his body responding to even the slightest touch.

Then, in a small, broken voice, he whispered.

“Alpha... please…”

You almost laughed at the absurdity of it, the words so out of place that they felt like a joke. But before you could react, a scent hit you, so strong and unexpected that it threatened to short-circuit your brain.

Alright, I did the first one. As always, I like criticism and I find them really helpful so don’t hesitate to tell me if something is weird or wrong about my writing !!

Big thank you to @cafekitsune who made the beautiful dividers !

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[peapodbond]

tease tidbit tuesday

but once again it is a full part and ah, thanks to @leashybebes for saying that she's kind of lowkey obsessed with this, because so am i.

that was us part five

who decided the first wedding anniversary gift should be paper? what do you even get for that?

it's paper or clocks, depending on the list you look at.

clocks are better?

depends. if you think of them as keeping track of all the time you've spent together, yeah.

god, you're such a romantic.

abby spends the rest of the day sending photos of watches to tommy. they immediately nix any watches that are skinny or square; abby's never seen sam wear one and they all look sort of… industrial. she bets it's exactly the type of watch that his firm would give out for the big anniversaries.

tommy vetoes a few companies because they're ripping off their designs from someone else. when abby asks when he got into watches, he tells her that jordan has a collection.

that's interesting. tommy had dropped jordan's name a few months ago, mentioning that he'd met a guy at the bar and they'd been on a few dates, but not much since. she's assumed it was going well because there was no text about them breaking up, and she and sal haven't been recruited for another bachelor style grindr lineup, but it's nice to know it didn't just fizzle out after a few dates.

now that she's got a watch picked out, it's time for her to do a little digging on tommy's new beau. even sal has been tight lipped, which has meant problems in the past — mike, for one, but there was also colin — though, to be fair, a lot more had been wrong with colin than just the fact that he didn't like tommy's best friend. in the list of crazy exes, colin was definitely at the top.

what's sal think of jordan?

they get along, abby, relax.

how well?

they're at the race track together right now, actually.

sal's into horses?

no, they're both into go karts.

aren't those for kids?

go karts, not bumper cars. they can still go pretty fast.

oh brother.

yep. gina and i are going to have dinner while they're out.

say hi to gina for me! it's been a while.

she says hi, and you still need to tell her what you thought of the time traveller's wife.

talk to you later, tommy!

do you two think eight months is too soon to move in together?

tommy, no, that's a reasonable amount of time.

it's kind of slow, actually.

sal, you asked gina to move in three months after meeting her.

we never officially lived together but sam asked me a few weeks after our six month anniversary.

aside from her questionable taste in supernatural movies, haven't regretted it once.

you watch twilight every year on her birthday.

sal, that's adorable. tommy, if you want to ask jordan to move in, you should.

she watches them, i read. and yeah, you should ask him. i think you have a good shot at landing the guy.

i hate you.

what happened?

abby, two days ago i walked in on those two in the middle of — well, let's just say it wasn't a pg rated movie.

don't exaggerate, sal. besides, you were the one who came in without knocking.

tommy! don't you lock your door?

i have a key. which i am debating returning.

that'll teach you to wait for someone to come to the door.

he's got a point, sal.

i'm leaving you weirdos now. gina and i have plans.

chicken shit!

i have to run too tommy, i've got to pick the girls up from the barn. just ask him! it'll be great.

thanks, abby. no thanks to you, sal.

jordan's out.

sal's text comes in just before a flurry from tommy, and abby scrolls through them curiously. ah, home renovation questions. once they'd started talking again — really talking, not the quick catch ups at bar nights — tommy had told her that most of the changes he'd made to the house had been done between relationships. she wonders if he's clocked why he does it that way, but she is very much not a therapist. she's also not going to get into that with her ex-fiancé.

he wants to know if she thinks a pale grey could work in the downstairs guest room (study, she'd suggested when he bought the place, even though neither of them had had an office job) or if it would clash with the yellow she'd picked for the living room. abby checks the time and gets him on a video call, making him walk her around the house. they decide that the grey will work, and abby reminds tommy again that he's been meaning to get rid of the tile and wallpaper combination in the laundry room.

sal is busy sending abby a rundown of everything that's happened in the last twenty eight hours. it's — a lot. tommy and jordan had gone out to dinner, some little indian spot that was jordan's favourite, and right before tommy could ask jordan to move in, jordan had told him that he'd gotten a promotion that meant he'd have to move to sacramento.

they'd argued — mostly about the fact that jordan hadn't mentioned a move and a promotion was a possibility, but also about the fact that jordan had suggested, once tommy said that he'd wanted him to move in, that tommy come to sacramento instead. tommy had asked if jordan expected him to give up his seniority in the fire department, his house, to follow jordan to sacramento, and jordan had said that he'd probably be moving again in a few years so it wasn't as if it was permanent —

and tommy had come home single after dinner instead of planning a day for jordan to move in.

i mean, it's not like i can blame him for taking the promotion, tommy texts later, when abby manages to get him talking about it. i knew his job was important to him. we just never talked about what that would mean. he didn't even talk to me first. not that he had to, but—

it would have been nice to have been asked.

if i'd known he was approaching la as an expiry date, i wouldn't have hoped for so much in the relationship.

that's just the kind of guy you are, tommy. one day someone is going to want that as much as you do.

yeah, sure. any chance you and sam want a platonic third?

i need someone to help me with the girls' show tack in two weeks, but we're good. besides, since you don't want to move, you should really ask sal and gina that.

[obigem]

Matthew Landgraab being at her front door wasn't on her bingo card for this Saturday morning. Especially not after how things went when last they met up. To be frank, she'd assumed she wasn't at the top of his list of people to see either. His anger that last time was palpable.

To be honest, he questioned this move himself. Not because he was angry with her, but because he wondered if it was a good idea to be near her right now. The night before, he really lost it. It didn't really matter what his feelings were for her, right now, he wasn't good for her.

But if he was only going to see her one last time, then he had some things he wanted to say to her before he stayed completely away from her.

"I'm...a little surprised to see you." Cordie hesitated. "Ya know cause before you kind of stormed out on me. Did you need something?"

"Yeah, um..." He was losing his nerve fast. Humility was not an easy thing for him. Apologizing also came hard. He also couldn't chase the thought that this would be so much easier to do if she didn't look so cute right now. It felt like she was messing with him on purpose.

He just needed to pick something to focus on so he could get through this. His eyes lingered on her braids.

"Your hair..."

"My hair?"

"Yeah, it's..."

"If you're going to make fun, you can save it. It's only like this because today is wash day."

"I section it out and then detangle and wash it in parts. It's the only way otherwise my hair would end up a frizzy mess. So if you're here just to get your licks back, there ya go."

Matthew clenched then unclenched his fist.

"My hair is actually really coarse at the root."

"What?"

"My hair. I'm trying to say that if I didn't keep it long it'd be pretty hard to manage too. My roots are pretty kinky and straighter at the tip. I didn't come here to laugh at you."

"Oh." Cordie said dumfounded. "Then why did you come here?"

"I decided on a club. The boxing team. I don't deal with people well. I get angry really easily, but I like to box. It helps some. Sometimes I get surly and say things pretty thoughtlessly. Most of the time I don't mean them. I just..." He trailed off.

"Anyway, that's all I wanted to say. I should probably—" His inclination was to run. He had already been more vulnerable than he was comfortable being. He couldn't expose himself any more, but then—

"Wait." Cordelia stopped him, and like always he couldn't turn away from her.

[sebstanaddict]

Too Good To Be True

Sebastian Stan x Reader Story

Summary: A romantic comedy story where Sebastian Stan falls in love with reader but she is not who he thinks she is.

Reader's dream finally came true as her relationship with Sebastian finally went onto the next step. But her stupidity might just ruin things for her. Will she be able to save her face and continue to be with him? Or will he feel differently about her and decided to break up with her?

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters : 17/28 (Might add more)

Chapter list >

Warning : fluff and smut 🙈

Word count : 9.1k words

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Chapter 17 - Like A Virgin

7135 Hollywood Blvd, Penthouse, Los Angeles, California - August 6th 2023, 10 pm

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“What?!” Sebastian asked, his jaw dropped. “You never had sex with your exes?”

She grimaced as she realized her mistake. Aurora had like a dozen ex boyfriends. It was impossible for her to be a virgin. She couldn't believe how stupid she was.

“I mean.. of course I have. But I.. I feel like that song.. you know..” She trailed as Sebastian continued to stare at her in amusement.

“What song?” He asked with a small smile on his lips.

“You know.. When I'm with you I feel.. ‘Like a virgin.. touched for the very first time..’” She sang a little with a small voice, her heart pounded so fast in her chest, hoping she could save the moment.

Sebastian immediately threw his head back and laughed, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

“I never thought you could be so funny and cute.” He chuckled as he reached his hand out and caressed her cheek with his fingers.

She could feel warmth crawling from her neck up to her cheeks as she felt his touch on her and saw the admiration in his eyes.

“You know what, I'm really gonna make you feel like a virgin. Because to me, you are my queen, and I'm here to satisfy you. So you don't have to do anything. Just lie down, relax, and enjoy.” He said in a low and husky voice, making her heart skip a beat.

“O.. okay.” She stammered, her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest as she gazed at him.

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Warning : Smut but not that explicit. However, if you're under 18 please skip. I am not responsible for your media consumption

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True to his word, he truly treated her like a queen and a virgin. He did everything from undressing her, to kissing her and caressing her all over her body.

“Oh my God! Sebastian!” She screamed as he continued to service her with his tongue.

He knew exactly where to kiss and lick and touch her that could make her go wild so that it didn't take very long for her to experience her first ever orgasm.

“That's it, my queen, let it go, just let it go.” He said huskily and his words became her undoing.

She writhed and screamed and laughed and giggled as the feeling crashed over her like a wave.

She knew now why people love having sex. It felt so good that she felt like flying. She wondered how it would feel to have him completely in her. He wasn't even in her yet and she was already melting like an ice cream under a hot sun.

Sebastian went up to her and held her tight as she slowly recovered from the most amazing feeling in the world.

He kissed her gently on her forehead and smiled.

“You were so beautiful when you came. And so cute too. I love to hear your giggles.” He stated and she couldn't help but blush.

“I can't wait to see how you react when I'm in you.” He continued, his eyes darkened as they gazed at each other then he leaned down and planted a deep kiss on her lips, making her feel fireworks in her chest.

“Are you ready?” He broke the kiss and asked with a husky voice and she immediately nodded.

If the foreplay was amazing, she was sure the sex itself would be more than amazing, she thought. And she was right.

She was scared that it would hurt when he entered her, but she shouldn’t have worried about it at all. He was really gentle and slow when he entered her, making sure she could accommodate him so when he entered her it felt painless to her.

“You feel so good, my queen. You fit me like a glove.” He said once he was fully in her, making her shiver.

He kissed her lips softly then he started to rock back and forth. She was right, as soon as he started to move she wrapped her legs around his waist and involuntarily rocked her hips back and forth. It was natural and instinctive. She really shouldn't have anything to worry about.

As they moved in harmony, trying to reach the peak together, they gazed into each other's eyes. His ocean blue eyes were filled with so much love glazed with lust, drawing her in that she felt she could get lost in them forever.

She couldn't believe this was happening! She really was making love to the one man she never thought she would ever be with, ever! Was this a dream?!

She reached up and touched his face with her hand, making sure she wasn't dreaming. He smiled as she touched him.

Her fingers caressed his perfect eyebrows, traced his perfectly pointed nose, brushed over his stubble covered cheek then her fingers passed his lips, making him open his mouth and bit her fingers playfully, making her smile.

“What are you thinking?” He asked, releasing her fingers from his mouth as he continued to rock back and forth. She dropped her hands from his face and looped them around his neck.

“This feels like a dream.” She responded and he smiled.

“Does this feel like a dream?” He asked as he changed his angle a little bit and he managed to reach into the spot she thought was only a myth.

“Oh my God! Sebastian!” She screamed, making him smile.

“No, this is definitely not a dream..” She said breathlessly and he laughed.

He continued to move in that angle, making her feel like she was really close to the edge.

“Sebastian.. oh God.. Sebastian! I think I'm gonna come again..” She said breathlessly.

“Come for me, my queen. Unravel for me.” He commanded and once again she let herself go and the peak washed over her, making her squirm and writhe underneath him.

She instinctively pulled him even closer to her, clenching her thigh together and he grunted.

“F**k! You feel so good and tight on me! I can't.” He grunted and after a few more rocking back and forth he finally let himself go too.

He moaned and grunted on top of her as he let his spend go inside her. Then they held each other tight as they tried to catch their breaths.

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End of smut

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“I love you, my queen.” Sebastian said breathlessly as they continued to hold each other. His beautiful ocean blue eyes gazed at her with love and adoration.

“I love you too, my king.” She replied, smiling at him as she drowned herself in his beautiful eyes.

“I love that you call me king.” He smiled as he released her and laid next to her. They laid side by side, facing each other.

“But I don't know.. it sounds kind of weird.” He continued.

“Well, how about I call you ‘Mi rey'? It means my king in Spanish.” She asked.

For the longest time she had always wanted to be able to call someone ‘Mi rey'. And who better than Sebastian to be the person that she called that.

“That sounds better. That way I can call you ‘Mi hermosa reina’, my beautiful queen.” He smiled.

“Perfect.” She smiled back. “I didn't know you know Spanish.”

“Oh, just a little. Sé lo suficiente como para seducir a alguien.”

(“I know enough to seduce someone.”) He winked and she laughed.

“I didn't know you knew Spanish, seeing how Y/n managed to make you read something inappropriate in Spanish during that interview.” He said and her heart dropped. She forgot Aurora couldn't speak Spanish.

“Oh, after that incident I started to learn it a little.” She quickly said. “Y/n taught me.”

“Oh, that's good. I love that you two are getting along so well.” He smiled.

“Yeah. She's a great assistant.” She said and he nodded.

“Let's see how good of a teacher she is. Tell me whether you understand what I'm gonna say.” He said with a twinkle in his eyes.

“Okay, sure. I love a challenge.” She responded and he laughed.

“Good. Anyway, I hope my pronunciation is right.” He said, clearing his throat.

“Mi reina, eres lo mejor que me ha pasado y te quiero mucho.”

(‘My queen, you are the best thing that ever happened to me and I love you so much.”)

He said as he gazed at her with eyes full of love, making butterflies fly around in her stomach.

She blushed as she heard what he said. She knew of course what he meant. She still couldn't believe she was the person that he said it to.

“So, did you understand what I mean?” He asked and she nodded vigorously, making him smile.

He gazed at her with eyes filled with admiration as his fingers made traces along the side of her face, neck and arm, making her feel goosebumps along her arm.

“Eres tan hermosa… Te amo mi hermosa reina.”

(“You are so beautiful.. I love you my beautiful queen”)

He whispered softly, making her heart warm.

“Yo también te amo mi rey guapo.”

(“I love you too my handsome king”)

She whispered back as she placed her hand on his cheek, making him smile.

He leaned closer and planted a soft, most loving and heartfelt kiss on her lips, making her heart soar in her chest.

Then he put his arms around her and embraced her tight, every inch of their bodies touching each other, making her feel so warm and protected.

She buried her nose on his chest and took a deep breath, inhaling his lovely signature scent, making sure she would remember it always.

His hand stroked her hair gently as they slowly tried to sleep. As she closed her eyes and tried to sleep, her mind wandered. She was so ecstatic and happy to be in a relationship with him even though it was under a weird circumstance.

Once again, she hoped she and Aurora would never switch back. But deep down she had an inkling that that wasn't going to happen.

At one point she knew they would have to switch back. It wasn't natural for them to switch forever. Heck, switching bodies was not natural in any way and she realized magic and potions usually expire. She just hoped that when the time comes for them to switch back, she would be ready to let him go. But for now, all she wanted was to be in his arms and enjoy loving and being loved.

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The soft morning light hit her eyes and she squinted. She opened her eyes slowly and found herself staring at the beautiful morning view of the city of LA.

Then it hit her. She was at Sebastian’s penthouse! In his room! And they made love last night!

She quickly turned to the side and found him already awake, lying on his side and staring at her with eyes full of love, making her feel butterflies in her stomach.

“Good morning, mi reina.” He smiled as his hand reached out and stroked her cheek.

“Good morning, mi rey.” She smiled back.

“How are you feeling?” He asked.

“I feel wonderful!” She gushed, making him smile again.

“Would you like to feel even more wonderful?” He asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

“What do you have in mind?” She asked, her eyebrows furrowed a little.

“I think it’s time for you to have your breakfast.” He stated, shooting her a mischievous grin.

He leaned closer and planted a soft kiss on her lips, making her heart burst out of her chest. Then he slithered down along her body and positioned his face on her entrance making her face reddened.

They spent the morning making love again as if they only had that time to be together. Well, at least she did it like that. Aurora’s time in jail was soon coming to an end, and she was sure at one point the private investigators would find the Gypsy woman and everything would end for her. So she tried to enjoy being with him as much as she could.

“Te amo mi hermosa reina..” Sebastian said breathlessly after they reached their peak together.

“Te amo mi rey guapo..” She replied breathlessly.

They held each other tight as the amazing feeling slowly ebbed away. She was sure she would never get used to this. Being with him still felt like a dream and she wished she would never wake up from it.

Just then she could hear the sound of a cellphone ringing and she realized it was Aurora’s phone that was ringing.

“Where are you going?” He asked as she peeled herself off from him and started to get up. His fingers still intertwined with hers as she continued to move away.

“I have to answer that. Sorry.” She said. He pouted, making her smile then he let her go reluctantly.

She stood up, covered her body with the blanket that was on his bed and walked towards where her handbag was. She pulled out Aurora’s cellphone from her handbag and saw Rosa’s name flashing on the screen.

“Hello Rosa.” She said, picking up the call.

“Oh, Miss Watson.. I mean, Aurora.. I’m so glad you picked up. I’ve been worried sick all night.” Rosa responded.

“Oh.. I’m sorry, Rosa.” She replied.

“I sent you messages and you didn’t respond. I tried calling too last night but you didn’t pick up. I didn’t want to bother you but when I saw you still haven’t come home this morning I got worried.” Rosa explained and she smiled.

“Rosa, I’m fine. I.. umm.. I’m still at Sebastian’s. Sorry.” She replied.

“Oh! That’s wonderful! Just don’t mind me then.” Rosa quickly replied.

“It’s okay, Rosa. It’s time for us to get up anyway, we have a shoot this morning.” She said and she turned around to see Sebastian slowly got up and walked towards the bathroom.

“How is Paris by the way?” She asked as she turned and walked back towards the bed.

“Oh, she’s fine. I decided to bring her home with me last night because I didn’t know whether you were going to come home or not.” Rosa responded.

“I see. I’m really sorry, Rosa. I should have contacted you last night.” She replied as she sat on the bed.

“It’s okay, Aurora. I’m just really happy that you’re okay.”

“Okay. Thank you Rosa.”

“You’re welcome, Aurora.”

She finally hung up after asking Rosa to prepare her clothes and have Nelson bring them to Sebastian’s penthouse. They were scheduled to have a shoot that day in two hours and she wanted to save time by going to the shoot straight from Sebastian’s penthouse.

She was about to go to the bathroom too when Aurora’s cellphone rang again. Her mother was calling her.

She cleared her throat and picked it up.

“Hello.” She greeted her.

“Hello Aurora darling. It’s so nice to hear your voice again.” Aurora’s mother, Emily, said.

“Nice to hear your voice too, mom.” She replied.

“How are you darling?” Emily asked.

“Never better.” She replied, smiling as the image of her making love with Sebastian this morning flashed in her mind.

“Oh that’s wonderful, I’m happy to hear that. Anyway, I’m finally back in LA and I hope I can see you this Wednesday.” Emily said.

“Oh! Umm.. I have a shoot this Wednesday, mom.” She replied.

“Oh, a shoot?” Emily asked.

“Yeah, I’m currently shooting this movie with Sebastian Stan.” She explained.

“Oh.. right, of course. You never told me you got the part. I thought you didn’t get it.”

“Uh.. yeah, sorry I didn’t tell you. I figured you were busy, you know.”

“Well yeah.. Your cousin Edith has been busy meeting with investors around the world. She asked me to come with her and I thought I could come to give her the support she needs, you know.”

“Yeah, I understand mom.” She replied as she slowly started to connect the dots on why Aurora seemed to hate her cousin.

“Good. Speaking of Edith, she’s hosting a fundraising gala this Saturday at her home. Maybe you could come?” Emily asked.

“Umm.. sure. I’ll come.” She replied. She was quite curious about Aurora’s mother and her cousin and thought Aurora would have wanted her to come.

“Okay, great! I’ll see you this Saturday then.”

“Yeah, see you this Saturday, mom.”

“Okay, bye now darling.”

“Bye, mom.” She replied and they finally hung up.

She was about to go towards the bathroom when this time her cellphone buzzed.

She sighed, wondering who it could be.

Her eyes widened as she saw her mother's name written on her cellphone's screen.

She ignored the call and checked her notifications. Apparently her mother had been calling her too and left her several messages. Her heart dropped to her stomach as an unpleasant feeling entered her heart. Was something wrong?

She opened her messages but her mother didn't leave any message that seemed important. She just asked how she was and how she missed her and hoping she could talk to her soon.

She sighed as her mother continued to call her and she finally decided to just pick it up. Hoping her mother wouldn't realize the difference in her voice.

“Hello, mom.” She greeted her mother.

“Y/n? Oh thank God you finally picked up. How are you?” Her mother asked, relief colored her voice.

“I'm good, mom, how are you? I'm sorry I didn't pick up. I was.. umm.. already asleep when you called.” She responded.

“Oh it's okay, dear. I just.. I miss listening to your voice. We haven't talked much ever since you started working for Aurora Watson.” her mother replied.

“Yeah.. I'm sorry, mom.” She replied, feeling a pang in her heart.

“You sound different by the way.”

“Oh..umm..” She cleared her throat.

“Maybe it's because I just woke up.”

“Oh, right. By the way, is there any way you could maybe.. come and visit us?”

“Oh, what's the matter? Is something wrong?” She asked, her eyebrows furrowed.

“No.. everything is fine. I.. well.. I just really miss you, dear. You haven't come and visited us in a while.”

“Yeah.. I'm sorry, mom. You know I got laid off and was busy trying to find a job you know.. and then.. well.. I did the whole acting thing. And then ended up working for Aurora Watson. A lot has been going on.” She explained.

“I know, dear, I know. How is working for Aurora Watson going?”

“Oh, it's been great! I really learned a lot. I love it so far.”

“That's nice to hear, my dear.”

“Yeah, thanks mom. I.. umm.. I miss you too, and dad. But things are kind of hectic here since Aurora is shooting this movie with Sebastian Stan and she needs me to be here until the shoot is over.”

“I see, dear. How long is the shoot going to be?”

“Well, about three months. And we're still in our first month. So..”

“Okay, well, the most important thing is that you're okay and you're happy, right?”

“Yeah, I've never been happier, mom.” She smiled as she looked up and saw Sebastian walking out of the bathroom in just a towel, making her heart skip a beat.

“Good, I'm glad to hear that.”

“Thanks, mom.” She smiled as Sebastian sauntered over to her and sat next to her, giving her a look of adoration, making her feel butterflies in her stomach.

“Take a shower with me..” He whispered in her ear, making her shiver. Then he placed his hands around her waist, pulling her even closer to him and started planting soft kisses behind her ears and along her neck. She closed her eyes and her mind just went blank.

“Y/n..? Are you still there?” Her mom's voice broke through her mind and she blinked.

“Yeah.. sorry. I.. I have to go, mom. I'll talk to you later, okay?” She said as she tried to squirm away from Sebastian's hold but he wouldn't let her go.

“Okay. Talk to you, later my dear.”

“Bye, mom.”

“Bye, dear.”

She finally hung up and put her cellphone away. Even though her mother said she was fine, her gut feeling told her otherwise and she wondered what was actually going on with her mother. She decided to give her a call again later that night to find out what was going on.

“Is your mom okay?” Sebastian asked, finally stopping from kissing her neck. He gazed at her curiously.

“Yeah, she.. umm.. she invited me to come to my cousin's fundraising gala this Saturday.” She replied.

“I see.. are you.. coming?” He asked.

“Yeah, I mean.. why not.” She shrugged.

“I thought you hated your cousin. I mean, it's your cousin, Edith, right? That's hosting the gala?” He asked.

“Yeah, that's right. And.. no.. I don't hate her. I just.. you know..” She trailed, not sure how much Aurora had shared about Edith to Sebastian.

“Jealous of her?” He asked.

“I mean.. that's what I can gather from how you talked about her. Your mom spends a lot of time with her, or, at least that's what you told me.” He continued when she didn't respond.

“Umm.. yeah. She may have my mom's attention but.. she doesn't have the most amazing man as her boyfriend.” She smiled, changing the subject.

He smiled as he listened to her and his face brightened.

“Te amo mi hermosa reina.” He said softly as he placed his hand on her cheek and stroked it gently.

“Yo también te amo mi rey guapo.” She replied as she felt her heart beating faster in her chest.

He smiled then leaned closer to her and kissed her lips gently, making her feel like she was in cloud nine.

Soon they were lost in the act of kissing again, something she thought she would never get bored of doing with him.

“Alright, I think we need to get ready for the shoot.” He said, breaking the kiss after a while.

“Yeah, okay.” She nodded, wishing they could just stay in bed and make love all day.

“By the way, if you have nothing to do this Saturday, would you like to come with me to the gala?” She asked. She knew no one in Aurora's family and thought she could use the support from Sebastian.

“Of course, mi reina. I'll come with you. You've never introduced me to your mother and family before. It would be the right time to do it.” He replied.

“Oh, right. You're right.” She nodded as dread seeped into her stomach. She knew no one in Aurora's family, how was she supposed to introduce them to him?!

“Something wrong?” Sebastian asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Uh.. no, nothing.” She shook her head and decided to brush the thought off for now. She would try to find time to visit Aurora again this week and ask her more about her family.

“Alright, time for a shower, mi reina!” He suddenly shouted, startling her and making her squeal as he picked her up into his arms and carried her towards the bathroom bridal style, making her laugh and giggle.

—

Like most new couples, she and Sebastian were attached to the hip for the rest of that week. They spent the day working together filming Pumping Black and spent the nights together at Sebastian's penthouse, doing what new couples usually do.

She figured since Aurora was supposed to get out of jail next week she should milk all the time she had with Sebastian. So she ended up staying at his place for the rest of the week. Because of that she asked Rosa, Gabriella and Nelson to just take the week off much to their delight.

Gabriella was of course delighted at that. Her parents just recovered from Covid and the week off would give her more time to take care of them.

Rosa's daughter was on her summer break from college and she was ecstatic that she got to spend some time with her daughter.

As for Nelson, he was also happy to get the time off. He was married and had a son and he was happy to get some time to hang out with his son and wife.

Time seemed to fly so fast and it was Saturday, the day of Aurora's cousin's gala. The gala was held in the evening at Holmby Hills - the second most luxurious neighborhood in LA after Beverly Hills - where her cousin lived.

Since she was so busy that week she didn't have time to visit Aurora and ask about her family. She tried to do as much research about her family through the internet when Sebastian was busy doing something else and she was glad she could find some information.

Aurora came from a wealthy and popular family so it wasn't hard to find some information about her family.

She knew Aurora's father, Richard Watson, was a businessman and it apparently ran in the family. He married Emily Radcliffe who was the daughter of Richard's business mentor, Edgar Radcliffe, a successful hedge fund manager.

Emily had a brother, Dean Radcliffe who had a daughter, Edith Radcliffe. Dean and his wife Sarah died in an accident many years ago, leaving Edith to become an orphan. She ended up inheriting her father's business and she ran it to this day.

Edith, at 32 years old, was one of the youngest CEOs in the real estate business. And apparently she had been busy going to Asia to expand her business.

She couldn't help but feel intimidated by Aurora's family. If Aurora herself was already successful and intimidating to her, her family was ten times more intimidating and she just hoped she wouldn't make a fool of herself that evening.

She was in Sebastian's dressing room putting on a dress for that night when Sebastian entered looking dapper in a black suit.

“Wow, you look amazing, mi rey.” She gushed and he blushed.

“Thank you mi reina. Do you need any help with that?” He asked, noticing that she had some trouble zipping the back of the dress.

“Oh yes, please.” She said as she gathered her hair to the front so he could access the back of her dress.

She wasn't sure what dress to wear that night so she decided to wear just a simple midi long sleeved black dress and let her hair loose at the back.

Sebastian finished zipping her dress and he turned her around by her waist.

“There.. you look stunning, mi reina.” He smiled, looking at her with mesmerized eyes, making her face reddened.

“Thank you, mi rey. Are you sure the dress looks okay on me?” She asked.

“Mi reina, you look stunning in anything!” He gushed, making her smile.

“Although, I must say this dress looks a bit more modest than ones you usually wear for events like this.” He said.

“Uh.. you think so?”

“Yeah. But I don't mind. Cause that means I'm the only one who can see your beautiful body.” He winked, making her cheeks reddened.

He pulled her closer to him and leaned down then planted a soft and gentle kiss on her lips, making her feel like flying.

“I can't wait to strip you off this dress tonight, and see your amazing body.” He whispered, breaking the kiss, making her feel goosebumps along her arms.

She couldn't respond with anything except with a shy smile on her face as she felt warmth crawling from her neck up to her cheeks.

“You're so cute. I love seeing you blush.” He smiled as he reached up and carressed her cheek with his thumb.

“I think it's time for us to leave? The longer we stay we might just end up not leaving at all and just.. ahem.. hang out here.” She teased and he laughed.

“I'm sure we would have done more than hanging out.” He winked and she laughed.

“Come on.” He said, grabbing her hand and guided her out of the dressing room.

–

Mapleton Dr, Holmby Hills, Los Angeles, California - August 12th 2023 - 6.30 pm

Her jaw dropped as Sebastian drove his car and entered Edith's house's driveway about an hour later.

Edith's house was even bigger and more luxurious than Aurora's castle. It had a massive manicured front lawn where rows and rows of cars were already parked on the driveway.

The house itself was a beautiful Mediterranean style house. It looked something like straight out of a movie set.

Sebastian parked his car behind a black Mercedez and they slowly got out of it.

Her heart pounded faster in her chest and her palms sweat as they walked hand in hand towards the front entrance.

“Mi reina, are you okay?” Sebastian asked, turning to her and stopped walking. As usual, Sebastian was very perceptive which amazed her.

“I'm just kind of nervous.” She chuckled awkwardly.

“Oh, why?” He asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

“I.. umm.. I haven't seen my mom and Edith in a while, and I don't really know the people here.” She replied, deciding to just tell him the truth, somewhat.

“Oh, I see. Well, if you need to bail out before the event is over just give me a signal and we can go.” He suggested.

“Okay. What’s the signal?” She asked.

“Oh I don’t know.. maybe you can say something like, Paris is sick so you need to get home early.” He responded.

“Oh yeah, that’s a good idea. I’ll use that.”

“Alright. Are you ready?” He asked and she nodded.

When they entered the house her eyes widened even more. The interior of the house was so luxurious that she felt Aurora’s castle was a drab place compared to Edith’s house. She could understand a little of why Aurora was jealous of Edith.

“Aurora, darling! It's so nice to see you!” Aurora's mother came gliding towards them as soon as they entered the house.

Emily Watson looked exactly like Aurora but older. With crows feet on the corner of her eyes and her cheeks propped up with fillers. Her blonde hair was pulled up into a neat bun on her head. The silver long sleeved dress she wore sparkled as she walked towards them.

“Mom, hi.” She smiled nervously as Emily gave her a hug.

“I’ve missed you, darling.” Emily said, hugging her tight.

“I've missed you too, mom.” She smiled but felt a pang in her heart as she remembered her own mother.

She had called her own mother again that week to try and find out if there was something wrong with her or her dad, but she wouldn't tell her anything.

“No offense though darling, but why do you look like you're going to a funeral?” Emily whispered into her ear and her face reddened.

“I'm sorry.. maybe I should just go.” She said in a small voice.

“No, no.. absolutely not. We can fix this. Come on. I'm sure you can borrow something from Edith.” Emily said and she finally let her go.

“Ahem.” Sebastian cleared his throat and she realized her mistake.

“Oh, mom, this is Sebastian Stan, my boyfriend.” She said, gesturing towards Sebastian.

“Oh! Of course! It's so nice to finally meet you Sebastian.” Emily said, extending her hand to him and he shook it.

“It's an honor to meet you Mrs.Watson. Aurora has told me so much about you.” He smiled.

“Oh likewise. I just didn't know you two really are together. I mean. Are you really together?” Emily asked, her eyebrows raised.

“Yeah, yeah we are.” Sebastian smiled as he pulled her by her waist and planted a quick kiss on her temple.

“Oh.. that's.. good.” Emily nodded but her expression told a different story.

“I'm really sorry Sebastian but we need to fix this.” Emily said, gesturing towards her dress.

“So if you'll excuse us for a moment.” Emily continued as she grabbed her hand and started to drag her away from him.

“Oh, yeah. Of course. I'll.. I'll just be around.” He said awkwardly.

“Sorry.” She mouthed at him and he just smiled back in return.

“Do I really need to change, mom? This dress is fine.” She protested as Emily took her upstairs to the second floor of the house.

“The dress is fine in a funeral but not here. There will be important guests here and I don't want you to embarrass me.” Emily said as she stopped in front of a door and rapped her hand on it.

She sighed and realized now where Aurora got her attitude from.

The door opened moments later and a beautiful brunette came out. The brunette wore a long sleeve sequin champagne dress which sparkled. Her hair was pulled into a neat bun at the nape of her neck. Diamonds sparkled from the earrings dangling from her ears. It was of course Edith Radcliffe, her cousin.

“Edith, darling, I'm sorry, but do you have a dress Aurora could borrow?” Emily asked and Edith raised her eyebrows.

She turned to look at her and studied her from top to toe and her upper lip curled in dislike. Then she turned towards Emily and smiled.

“Of course, aunt Emily, I have plenty to choose from. Come on in.” Edith opened the door wider and she stepped in reluctantly.

Emily continued to walk inside but Edith stopped her from following her.

“How are you Aurora?” Edith asked, extending her hand and she shook it.

“I'm.. I'm good, thanks. How are you?” She asked.

“Good, it's just been really hectic, you know with us expanding to Asia.” Edith replied.

“Yeah, I heard about that.” She nodded.

“How's everything going in the entertainment industry?” Edith asked. To a casual observer Edith's question may have sounded like an innocent question but looking at her expression she knew Edith was mocking her.

“Everything is fine. Great, even. I mean, I'm currently filming a movie with Sebastian Stan, who is my boyfriend, and that has been amazing!” She gushed.

“Oh, who is that?” Edith asked and her eyes widened.

“You don't know Sebastian Stan?” She asked in disbelief.

“No, not really. I'm too busy to keep up with Hollywood.” She laughed and she laughed too but of course it was a fake laugh.

“Well, he's a Marvel star. One of the superheroes. But he's been in many amazing movies since then.” She explained.

“Oh, good for him. And good for you too of course. Even though I don't follow the entertainment industry I at least know that this is one of your first movies in.. what.. like.. five years?” Edith asked.

She sighed and knew exactly why Aurora hated Edith.

“Three years.” She corrected her.

“Right. It must feel good to do something other than make poses in front of the camera.” Edith sneered and she couldn't help but feel her blood boil.

“Anyway, good luck with the movie and happy to hear you're with Sebastian Stan. For real I hope.” Edith winked and she frowned.

“It's for real this time, Edith.” She said and Edith nodded.

“Good. Happy to hear that. Anyway, I better get going. My guests are waiting. I'll see you later, Aurora. And feel free to borrow any dress you want.” Edith smiled and she smiled back although she didn't feel like it.

“Thanks, Edith.” She responded and Edith turned around and left.

“Ugh, what a b***h.” She grumbled underneath her breath and she turned around and tried to find her mother.

“Mom?” She called out as her eyes registered Edith's room.

If Aurora's room was big, Edith's room was five times bigger. It was like a whole house by itself!

“I'm in the dressing room, darling. Second door to your right.” Her mother called back out and she continued to walk.

She finally found the dressing room, which was as big as Aurora's room back in her castle with closets surrounding the room and floor length mirrors on the closet doors, making the room look even bigger.

She walked in and glanced at herself in one of the mirrors. Aurora was beautiful of course but standing side by side with Edith or Emily she knew Aurora looked the worse between the three of them.

“Come here, darling. I think this dress will fit you.” Emily said, brandishing a sleeveless floor length sequin champagne dress into her arms.

“Here, let me help you take this off.” Emily said as she started to unzip her black funeral dress.

Moments later she found herself staring in the mirror. The sleeveless champagne dress fit her perfectly and she smiled. Maybe Emily was right, this dress looked so much better than the black dress she wore, she thought as she moved a little and the dress sparkled following her movement.

“Now you look stunning, darling.” Emily smiled and she smiled back.

“Thanks, mom.” She responded.

“Have you gained weight by the way? I think your cheeks look a little chubbier and..” Emily said as she pinched her waist.

“Ow! Mom! Why did you do that?!” She protested as she rubbed her painful waist.

“You've gained additional fat on your waist and belly since the last time I saw you.” Emily said and she sighed in annoyance.

“I may have gained some weight. I.. umm.. have not been really watching what I eat.” She responded, remembering all the times she ate without thinking of the calories like the real Aurora would have done.

“Well, you need to work on that then. You're usually quite disciplined on your diet. What happened? Did Sebastian Stan give you this influence?” Emily asked, her eyebrows raised.

“Not exactly. I just.. He accepts me for who I am and I don't feel the need to watch what I eat when I'm with him. You know.” She replied.

“Well he might not say anything about this but I'm sure he probably would start thinking of other more beautiful women once you gain like twenty pounds more. So..” Emily trailed and she frowned.

“Okay, mom. I get what you mean” She responded in annoyance.

“Good. Anyway, now we need to do something about your hair.” Emily said as she started to stroke her hair and she sighed.

Several minutes later she stepped down the stairs following Emily after she let her pull up her hair into a bun. She must admit Emily had a great sense of style. She felt she looked way better than when she came in the funeral dress. However she couldn't help but be annoyed at how controlling Emily was.

Her eyes immediately tried to find Sebastian as soon as she arrived downstairs but it had become quite crowded that she couldn't find him among the crowd.

Emily looped her arm around hers and dragged her towards the middle of the house and on towards the huge garden in the middle of the house where the gala was held.

Streams of light hung from the dozens of trees surrounding the garden. People were sitting on large circular tables placed throughout the garden. A stage was set up at the front and Emily took her to one of the tables near the stage where she could see Edith and Aurora's father, Richard were sitting at. She looked around trying to find Sebastian as they went nearer to the table but couldn't find him.

“Richard, your daughter is here.” Emily said as soon as they arrived at the table.

Richard, who was in his seventies, with a head full of silver hair and a crooked pointed nose, looked up and smiled.

“My darling, Aurora, how are you?” He asked as she leaned down and they hugged each other briefly.

“I'm good, dad. Thanks.” She replied.

“Oh that's great to hear my darling. Have you met Adam?” He asked, gesturing towards a man sitting on his left.

“Hi.” She said, extending her hand towards Adam and he shook it.

She wasn't sure who the man was, she didn't find him or his name during her research on Aurora's family.

The dark haired man smiled at her and she smiled back. He was kind of cute, like Adam Driver as it happened but with shorter hair. Of course, no man was more handsome than Sebastian in her mind.

“Lovely to see you again Aurora.” He said, looking at her from top to toe.

“Uh.. yeah.. likewise.” She nodded awkwardly.

“Come, sit next to Adam.” Emily said as she guided her to sit next to Adam.

“But mom, I need to find Sebastian.” She protested.

“Sebastian?” Richard asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Yes! I came with him. Sebastian Stan. He's my boyfriend.” She said and Richard chuckled.

“Oh you mean ‘boyfriend’.” Richard said, making quotation gestures with his fingers.

“I'm with him for real, dad.” She sighed and Richard's eyebrows raised.

“Oh. Are you sure? Because Adam here, as it happens, is ready to settle down. Right, Adam?” Richard winked at Adam.

“Oh, Mr.Watson, it's a detail I'm sure Aurora doesn't care about.” Adam chuckled, but then he looked at her and if her eyes didn't play tricks on her, his eyes showed a little disappointment.

“That's right, no offense. I'm sure women are lining up to be your wife out there.” She smiled but Adam didn't return her smile and instead continued to look at her as if she had broken his heart. Then again, maybe Aurora had, and not her.

“Adam, dear. I'm sorry, I need to speak with my daughter privately. Could you leave us for a moment?” Richard said. Adam nodded and immediately left them.

“Come, sit next to me, Aurora.” Richard said, patting the now empty chair next to him.

She sat next to him and sighed. She suspected she wasn't going to like what Richard was going to say.

“Aurora, darling, you know I'm getting older. And you're the only child I have. It would be.. shall I say.. strategic.. to marry Adam. You know his father owns one of the largest supermarket chains across the US. And Adam is the CEO now. I need someone like him to help me with my company in the future. As much as I would love for you to inherit the company, we both know you're not cut out for it. So, for your own good and for the good of everyone in the company, I would really appreciate it if you could stop seeing this fake boyfriend of yours and start a serious relationship with Adam.” Richard said.

Her jaw dropped and she could feel her blood boil as she listened to him. Wow, no wonder Aurora was so controlling. She was born into a family of control freaks.

She wasn't sure how the real Aurora felt about Adam and she didn't want to ruin her life by saying the wrong thing. So, despite wanting to lash out at Richard, she tried to keep her cool and nodded.

“I'll think about it, dad.” She finally replied.

“Good, I know you'll eventually come around.” Richard smiled, patting her thigh.

“I hope you know that your father is suggesting this also for your own good, Aurora darling.” Emily said.

“Oh, really?” She asked, her eyebrows raised.

“Your father and I really don't want the company to fall into the wrong hands. Since you obviously can't continue running it, we've been thinking of giving it to Edith to run once your dad retires. That's the reason I've been accompanying her a lot lately. But, if you marry Adam, we will give the company to him to run. So it will stay in the family. So, you see now how marrying Adam is the right thing to do for you.” Emily explained and her heart dropped to her stomach.

She thought arranged marriages were a thing of the past but apparently in a world like this, a world much like kingdoms and monarchies but in the modern world, it still exists.

Her mind couldn't comprehend the situation. She wasn't sure how Aurora would respond to any of this so she decided to run for now. For the first time ever, she wished she was not in Aurora's shoes and the thought surprised her.

“Thank you mom, dad, for the enlightening conversation.” She said and she stood up.

“Where are you going?” Emily asked, placing her hand on hers, preventing her from leaving.

“I'm sorry. I need to go to the restroom.” She replied.

“Sure, darling, but please, think about this.” Emily smiled at her and she nodded. Emily took her hand off from hers then she immediately left the table.

She was never more uncomfortable in an event than she was that evening. She felt kind of sorry for Aurora. She never knew the kind of situation she was facing behind the glamorous lifestyle she seemed to have.

She wasn't sure where she was going, she just needed to get away to get some fresh air when she literally bumped into someone.

“I'm sorry.” She said, stopping in her tracks and looking up to find Adam smiling at her.

“Where are you going, Aurora?” He asked.

“The restroom.” She replied. “And to find Sebastian.” She continued when she saw Adam giving her a look like he was mesmerized with her. A look she only liked to see on Sebastian's face and not just any man.

“Before you go, tell me, Aurora. What does he have that I don't?” Adam asked and her eyebrows raised.

“No offense but he's my everything.” She replied honestly. It was the truth and she couldn't hide it.

Adam raised his eyebrows.

“The last time we met, you complained that he was the most boring fake boyfriend you ever had. What has happened since then?” Adam asked.

“A lot has happened.” She replied, realizing she really needed to get away before she said something that could ruin Aurora's life.

“Does he make love to you the way I did? Is he able to make you scream his name the way you screamed my name last time we made love?” Adam asked with a glint in his eyes as he leaned closer to her and his finger touched her chin.

Oh no, Aurora was in a relationship with Adam?! How come she never mentioned him?! What was she supposed to do?!

Her mind scrambled to try to decide what to do as Adam leaned even closer to her when he was suddenly pulled away from her and a man punched his face. Sebastian just punched Adam's face! Relief surged through her as she watched them get into a fight.

“Get away from her you creep! She's my girlfriend!” Sebastian shouted as he threw another punch onto Adam's face but Adam ducked and threw a punch on Sebastian's face, making him stagger backwards.

People around them gasped and started watching them, making her feel like she just wanted to crawl into a hole.

“No she's not! You're just a fake boyfriend to her! You're just a toy to her! Don't you realize that?!” Adam shouted back.

Her heart dropped to her stomach as she saw the look on Sebastian's face.

“It's not true! You know that, Sebastian! You know I've changed!” She pleaded but Sebastian's expression showed doubt.

“She said you're the most boring fake boyfriend she ever had!” Adam shouted and the guests around them, gasped in unison.

Sebastian didn't say a word. He shot Adam a murderous glare then glanced at her. His eyes showed hurt and she couldn't help but feel a tear drop from her eyes.

“I've changed, mi rey. I love you. You know I love you.” She said slowly as she reached out and tried to take his hand but he brushed her hand away.

“I'm leaving.” He said and he turned around, leaving her with a gaping hole in her chest.

“I hate you!” She shouted at Adam, not even caring that she might ruin whatever relationship Aurora might have with Adam.

She didn't wait for Adam to respond and turned around, her mind only thinking of one thing, and one man only, Sebastian.

“Sebastian! Mi rey!” She shouted as she ran out of the house. Her eyes found him walking quickly towards his parked car.

“Mi rey, please! Stop!” She said as she continued to run but the high heel shoes she wore were a nuisance and prevented her from being able to run properly so she stopped and took them off.

“Sebastian!” She shouted, her hands held the high heel shoes in her fingers as she continued to run.

Thankfully he stopped. He turned around and stared at her. For once she didn't see the look of adoration in his eyes. He just stared at her with a dead look on his face, making her feel a pang in her heart.

“Mi rey..” She said slowly, finally standing in front of him, gasping as she tried to catch her breath.

“Who was that?” He asked slowly.

“Adam. My parents set me up with him.”

“What?!” His jaw dropped.

“I.. I may have been caught up in a relationship with him in the past, and I may have said some things about you to him that I regret.” She continued.

He didn't respond to that and just continued to stare at her.

“But, you know I've changed. I've fallen in love with you, Sebastian. And whatever I had with Adam, it's in the past.” She insisted.

“Are you sure? You said your parents set you up with him.” He asked.

“Yes, but I.. I don't love him! I love you!” She said wholeheartedly and slowly she could see Sebastian's eyes softened.

“Te quiero mucho, mi rey guapo. There is no one else but you.” She said softly as she placed her hands on the sides of his face.

His tense expression immediately relaxed as soon as she touched his face and he sighed. He pulled her by her waist and gazed at her softly.

“Te quiero mucho, mi hermosa reina.” He said softly and she smiled. Relief filled her heart as they gazed into each other.

He kissed her gently and for once everything seemed alright with the world.

“Aurora!” Suddenly she could hear Emily's voice, calling her. She broke the kiss and turned to see Aurora's mother, staring at her angrily.

“Mom..” She said, releasing herself from Sebastian's embrace and walked towards her.

“You're making a mistake.” Emily said, her voice high and she felt her heart dropped to her stomach.

“I'm sorry, mom.” That was all that she could say.

“You should be sorry and you should come back inside, apologize to Edith, your dad and Adam for making a scene!” Emily commanded.

“But mom! Adam started it!” She protested.

“But your so-called boyfriend punched him in the face first! He should feel lucky that we're not calling the police!”

“Yeah but he seduced me first! Sebastian was just sticking up for me!”

“Whatever the reason, we all saw he started it!”

“Ugh! Mom! Could we just drop this off! I'm leaving!” She said and she turned around.

“Aurora Dahlia Watson! You come back here this instant!” Emily warned her but she didn't care. She only cared about Sebastian and now the only thing she wanted to do was leave. She hated Aurora's family and would have nothing to do with them if she could help it.

“Aurora..” Sebastian trailed, his jaw dropped as he saw her walking towards him.

“Come on. We're leaving.” She said as she grabbed his hand and headed towards his car.

Sebastian smiled then they immediately got into his car. Moments later they left, leaving a raging Emily Watson in their dust.

As they drove away her mind went back to everything that had happened. She couldn't believe that she could be so commanding and stuck up for Sebastian like that. She remembered her old self and realized her old self would just follow with whatever Emily had to say.

She was a yes person but being in Aurora's body changed that and even though she was scared too at that change in her, she was also proud of it. She knew she was doing the right thing for her because of her love for Sebastian. She hoped it was also the right thing to do for the real Aurora.

Seeing how Aurora's family was like, she felt grateful for her own family. Her mind went to her parents and how supportive they were of her, whatever she decided to do with her life. They were the complete opposite of Aurora's parents and she was really grateful for that.

The thought made her realize again how Aurora's life wasn't perfect even if it looked like it. Against her own wishes she felt sorry for Aurora.

“What's going on in that pretty head of yours?” Sebastian asked, snapping her out of her mind.

“Oh, I just still can't believe what happened.” She sighed.

“I'm sorry mi reina if I made things worse for you.” He sighed as he reached out and pulled her hand up then kissed it gently.

“It's okay mi rey, I know you were just sticking up for me.” She smiled.

“Yeah, I mean. I saw him trying to kiss you. What was I supposed to do?” He shrugged as he released her hand.

“I know. And I love that you did that.” She smiled.

“Good. Cause you're mine and mine only.” He said huskily, making her feel butterflies in her stomach.

“And I love that I'm yours.” She responded, making him smile.

She took a deep breath as she realized something. Aurora was scheduled to be released from jail the day after tomorrow and it happened that the next day was Sebastian's birthday.

She had only one more day with Sebastian in peace because she was sure Aurora would never leave her in peace with Sebastian once she was out of jail. So she had made plans to make tomorrow the best day ever for her and Sebastian.

One more day. She thought sadly as she glanced at him.

“Te quiero mucho, mi rey guapo.” She said, reaching out to touch his face.

“Te quiero mucho, mi hermosa reina.” He smiled and snuggled his face in her hand.

Whatever happened next, she was grateful she had the opportunity to love and be loved by this amazing man, and all she could do now was just focus on him and enjoy all the remaining time she had with him.

Until when?

She didn't know.

And she didn't want to think about it.

Yet.

Chapter 18 >

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[dewsdoit]

we're not really strangers pt. 2.2

wonwoo x oc

no professional proofreading. may contain grammatical errors.

This has got to be the longest I’ve ever spent time with him.

Midterms are done, I’m half way through my last semester, and I’m still working on this project with him. The past few months have been crazy. Or at least for me it is.

Wonwoo and I have been messaging each other almost everyday. We ask each other about how our day went, if we’ve already eaten, and we send videos or photos of things that we might enjoy. In fact, we haven’t stopped talking ever since that night his car broke down.

I was still lying on the floor, thinking about how much I’d fallen for this guy whom I only have vague memories of from my childhood. I was going down in a spiral of thoughts, wondering if I only like him because of his beautiful face, approachable personality, perfect height, and his seemingly awkward demeanor that I find charming. I could list all the reasons why I like him, but I can’t even think of one reason why he would like me back. Or why would anything other than friendship start between the two of us?

All of these thoughts were interrupted by my phone’s buzzing. It buzzed twice.

“I had fun today. Hope we can do that more often :)”

“Hangout, I mean. Anyway, let me know if you got home safely.”

My heart sank, I think I swallowed it. I’m in all sorts of pain and my heart is racing so fast. He enjoys my company?… no, no, no. Let’s not go there.

“I had fun today too. Thanks for checking up on me, I’m home now. Let me know if you’re already ho|“

— Should I ask?? Would it sound like I’m being clingy or am I being too nice? Do I text back immediately or should I wait?

“I had fun today too. Thanks for checking up on me, I’m home now. Let me know if you’re already home too.”

✓ Sent

I got up so fast that all the blood came rushing down to body. I got so lightheaded from overthinking what I just said. Maybe I need to get a grip of myself and just play it cool.

My phone buzzed again.

“I just got home actually, thanks for checking up on me too. You should get some rest. I’ll see you again on Monday!”

I tried stopping myself from smiling by putting my hands on my face aggressively. I managed to get up, take a shower, and eat dinner with my mom. As I finally let my body meet my bed, I thought to myself, “Maybe there are good things to look forward to on Mondays.” I allow myself to feel such glee at the idea of seeing him again, I let the thought of his company take over my thoughts for tonight.

My phone buzzed again.

“Hey, I remember you have a cat like this one. He must be this adorable too. :)”

He sent a cute clip of a ginger cat having zoomies and stopping occasionally to look at its owner. He remembered my ginger boy… This familiar feeling comes so naturally now. My heart fluttered so much that it felt like it sank deep, deep down to my stomach. Seems like there is no use in denying it now.

I responded and told him that he is a lot like that. We continued to talk about my cat, and one question led to another, so the conversation continued.

Next thing I knew, it was already 4 in the morning. He wanted to call me in the middle of our conversation but I got so scared. Why was I afraid of that?? It'd be stupid to deny that I wanted to hear his voice on the other line but I backed out like a coward.

"I'm in my mom's room so I can't take a call right now. I shouldn't even be awake right now..."

I lied, I'm literally alone in my small room.

"Oh, okay. I understand. Aren't you tired yet? Your mom might scold you if she wakes up and finds you still awake."

I've been typing with one eye open but I don't even care, I just wanted to keep talking to him.

"I mean if you're tired, we can sleep now. I don't feel tired at all, honestly."

Another lie he doesn't need to know. I'm really letting myself go right now.

"Well... it is pretty late. Let's get some rest, shall we? I'll make sure to message you when I wake up. :)"

Weirdly enough his words put a halt to my desire to keep talking to him. Truth be told, I'm afraid that this is the only time he'll find me interesting enough to talk to. A bigger fear creeps in as my confidence depletes whenever I think about him. Why am I afraid of losing someone who's not even mine in the first place? So, our simple midnight conversation should stay as it is. There's no harm in talking to him, regardless of what I feel towards him. But I should really keep in mind that he might never reciprocate those feelings back and I should keep things the way they are right now.

"Goodnight, Wonwoo. I'll talk to you then. :)"

And we did talk after that. We started having lunch together after our film class. We would discuss what we just learned and try to apply that in our shots, we'd talk about anything and everything. There were days when we'd meet up at our cafe spot just to edit together. We would go there often, but we don't mind hanging out anywhere. Sometimes his friends would sit with us and some of them became close to me too. "Okay okay, but I haven't even opened these cards yet and you're telling me that the two of you are already on the second level? You've only had this for a few months, dude", his friend nags. "Well, we hang out a lot more than you think. Besides, it's a fun game. You get to know each other really well.", Wonwoo responds.

He was looking down at his food while saying that, but he looked up at me and gave me a soft smile. I let out a little laugh and kept playing with my food. I wish I choked on my food but I couldn't even take a single bite for a moment there. I hope I'm doing a good job of keeping myself composed cause I can feel my breath being taken away. His friend flips a level 2 card and faces toward me, "Okay, let me ask you what this card says, "What trait of yours is a dead giveaway that you're interested in someone?" In perfect timing, a piece of pasta gets stuck in my throat. I tried to stop coughing so I could talk but I just couldn't get the words out of my mouth. "You can take your time, seems like I caught you off guard there.", his friend Seungkwan teases. "It'd be nice if you actually help her out you know.", Wonwoo says while handing out his bottled water to me. He already took the cap off so I just chugged it down. "I-um...I don't really know what trait...I mean, I don't think I have any trait that would make it seem obvious that I like someone. Or maybe I'm just really good at hiding it.", I say proudly as if I don't experience at least 5 symptoms of chronic nausea just thinking about Wonwoo. "So, does that mean that you're pretty straightforward then? You can say 'I like you' without hesitation?", Seungkwan asks. I stare at him blankly and it seems like Wonwoo is also waiting for a response. If I'm being honest, I could admit my feelings right then and there if he kept staring at me with his soft and charming eyes. "Maybe, maybe not? I guess you'll never know.", I say teasingly. Seungkwan went on about how people with the same mindset as mine tend to give guys like him the wrong idea. Wonwoo and Seungkwan exchanged banters and opinions about it. Wonwoo was firm that it takes two people to make their relationship work, and Seungkwan was firm that people shouldn't start something they can't commit to. They're both right honestly, it's just entertaining to hear both sides. It was already dark outside when my last class ended. I started walking towards the footbridge, and the cold breeze was fighting to seep through my sweater. I decided to wait inside the building where our cafe spot was. I peeked through the glass window beside me where I got a good, subtle view of the cafe. As I was scanning for available seats, I saw Wonwoo sitting inside. He was so focused on the screen of his laptop, it was so bright that it almost made his glasses appear white. I chuckled a little and looked away for a moment. "That's so adorable", I thought to myself. He's probably re-reading his research given the amount of brightness he had on his screen. I decided to give a second glance at him after a while but he wasn't there anymore. Confused, I stood up and moved closer to the big glass window. Where the hell did he go? I took a step back, and just as I was about to turn around, Wonwoo held onto my shoulders to stop me from losing my balance. We were only a few inches away from each other, and I could see my startled expression on the reflection of his glasses. "You okay?", he asked. A soft smile formed across his face and he looked like he was about to laugh. I forgot how to breathe at this point. "How did- I mean where-", I stuttered. "Were you looking for me?", he asked while his hands stayed on my shoulders with a lighter grip. "No I-I was looking for a seat. I think it's gonna rain soon so I was thinking of staying inside the cafe instead.", I responded.

"If you don't mind staying with me, I already have a table inside. Do you wanna come?", he asked. I was still processing how close our proximity was so I couldn't bring myself to respond immediately. And before I could even speak, he reached down to where I was seated to grab my things. He stood tall in front of me and gestured with his eyes, it looked like he was waiting for my approval. I gave him a small smile and nodded. He offered his hand, which confused me at first 'cause I'm not sure what he meant by that. He then lightly grabs the end of the sleeve of my sweater, gesturing me to go ahead of him. And as we're walking out of the building, he places his hand on my shoulder as if he's guiding me to the cafe. I'm not sure if I should thank him for placing his hand on my shoulder 'cause I can't feel my lower body, I was just floating at that point.

part 2 | part 1.1 (wonwoo's pov) | part 1

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Just The Way You Are/ 9

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader

Word count- 3k

Includes- So much fluff, oral, pussy eating, cum eating, missionary, love making, multiple orgasms

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Seonghwa POV

Pulling up to her apartment building, I park, then shut off the car, worried

I'm worried about what she saw at the bar

The girl who hit on me and wouldn't take no for an answer

Who kept touching me when I repeatedly told her to stop

I didn't want to make a scene and shove her off, but I was uncomfortable the whole time, hoping Joanne would come back soon

But the way she immediately came back, wanting to leave makes me think she saw and thought I wanted that girl

I don't

I haven't wanted any girl since her

"Thanks Hwa", she says

"Sure. Uh...can I come with you?", I ask, feeling like a lame loser

"Yeah, if you want to"

I nod and we both get out, making our way to her door

It's silent the entire walk there and the entire time we're going to her apartment

I sit on her bed, watching her toss her bag on the coffee table then kick her shoes off into the closet

She sits next to me on her bed, her eyes anywhere but on me and I'm so fucking nervous

I take her hand and hold it in mine tightly, praying that she notices how much I want her

"Seonghwa", she says slowly, "Why are you here?"

"I uh... I-", I stutter

"Why didn't you bring that girl back to your apartment? You didn't have to bring me home. I was giving you an out so you can have fun with her"

I'm so horrified that she thinks I wanted that girl

As if I could look at any girl but her

As if I could touch any girl let alone fuck someone else

"She clearly wanted you"

"I didn't want her", I say softly, "I told her to stop touching me but she wouldn't. I don't want her or another girl"

"Why?", she asks, her eyes on me

And I just suck it up and tell her

"Because she's not you"

She raises her eyebrow, "Not me? What does that even mean?"

She's not getting it

"Jo...I love you", I finally tell her

She looks at me in shock, her eyes widening

I lower my gaze to the blanket, my face so hot, "I don't know Jo. I just....I fell in love with you. And I know I'm not your type. Nothing like Joong. I know I'm a dork, my job is like a dork's heaven and the clothes I wear are nerdy but I can change that if that's what-"

I stop talking when her lips are against mine, kissing me passionately

I get over my surprise fast and kiss her back although I am wondering if she's kissing me to shut me up or if it means something else

When she pulls away, she smiles softly, keeping her arms around my neck

"I love you Seonghwa"

My heart stops for a second, then starts beating rapid fire when her words sink in

"I love you with all my heart", she repeats, "And you are my type because you're you. I don't want you to change anything about yourself. I fell in love with you in all your dorkiness and that's what I love about you. And yes you do look hot in these clothes but it's not you. It's not my Seonghwa"

"Your Seonghwa?", I whisper, surprised

She nods, climbing in my lap, straddling me, pressing a quick kiss to my lips

"My Seonghwa loves button downs. Ties. Sometimes sweater vests. My Seonghwa wears slacks and fancy shoes and always looks professional. My Seonghwa parts his hair on the side. My Seonghwa has glasses that make him look so hot. My Seonghwa is sexy without even trying"

Honestly my mouth drops listening to her

I thought she hated all the things she's now telling me are her favorite things about me

"My Seonghwa doesn't like metal music but goes to his friend's shows to support him. My Seonghwa loves reading and loves classic books that I find boring but when he explains them to me, I understand them and why he likes them. My Seonghwa is very smart and adorably shy, with cheeks that blush all the time", she says softly, looking at me so lovingly, "My Seonghwa is a complete nerdy dork and I love him more than I ever loved anything or anyone in this world"

I feel my cheeks heat up as I smile softly at her

"I love you Jo. So much", I confess, "I've never loved anyone before but I couldn't help falling for you. You're everything I could ever hope for and so much more"

"Really?", she smiles widely

I nod, "I love everything about you. From your Tshirts and sneakers, to your like of that horrible screaming rock music to your adorable confusion when I read classic books to you. Your loud personality, your sarcasm, your intense hate of fish, your love for the color black although it's more like a shade than a color"

She giggles, "Dork"

Yeah I am and I'm her dork

"I love how sweet you are. How supportive. How salty and cranky you are when you don't get enough sleep. I love all of you and you are perfect for me"

She cups my cheek, her thumb stroking my skin, "You're perfect for me Hwa. Just the way you are"

I smile softly, over the moon that she feels the same

"Now let's get you out of these clothes that aren't you", she says, unbuttoning the vest's buttons one by one

"Ok jagi", I answer

"Seriously Hwa, I don't want you to wear anything that you don't want ok? I love your style and it fits you perfectly. Don't try to change for me baby because I'm not having it"

I smile, "Yes ma'am"

She shoves the vest down my arms throwing it behind her

"So is there nothing you like about this style on me?", I ask, as she kisses my neck

"Hmmm well maybe you can keep the hair"

I chuckle, "Undercuts are your weakness huh?"

"Undercuts on you are my weakness because you are my weakness", she answers, her lips leaving trails of fire on my skin, my mind registering what she said

I feel so loved, so wanted

"Your hair is just a plus", she continues, "Doing your hair like this once in a while is ok. Not all the time though unless you like it"

Well I do like it like this

I like the hair off my face

The style works well with glasses

"I like it jagi. I'll think about wearing it like this more often"

"Mmmmhmmm. Well forget it now because I'm gonna mess up your hair all night when I pull on it"

Fuck, I can't wait

"You can pull on my hair all you want jagi"

"Mmm I know baby likes that", she says

Yes I do

So much

Her lips press against my shoulder as her hands move around me, touching my back

I close my eyes against her touch, her hands moving up my body until they get to my neck

She undoes the collar, tossing it on the nightstand, her hands moving to the front of my neck, unclasping the necklace, dropping that on the floor

Lifting my left hand, she pulls the glove off and I watch in complete awe as she kisses my palm, then presses a kiss to each on my fingertips

It feels so fucking good and she does the same thing to my right hand

"I love your hands Hwa. I love when you touch me. When your fingers are in my hair, when you hold my hand. When you hold my hips down when you eat me out. When you squeeze my boobs or run your fingers on my tattoos. Seeing your hands on my body drives me crazy baby"

I seriously had no idea

I take her hands, kissing both her palms and the back of them

"I love yours jagi. They're so small and so cute, especially when they're in mine", I tell her, smiling at her, "When you touch me jagi, I don't know, it's like your fingers leave fire on my skin. You make me tremble and I love it"

"I know what you mean", she smiles, wrapping her arms around my neck

She kisses me so softly, so lovingly and it's incredible

Reaching behind her, I pull the zipper of her dress down, my lips still against hers

I help her pull the front of the dress down then getting rid of her bra, my hands immediately wrapped around her boobs

Moving my mouth to her neck, I give her kiss after kiss, feeling her skin tremble against my lips

"How come you're wearing a dress jagi? I know you don't like them", I ask

She looks beautiful but like she said to me, the dress isn't her

I've never seen her wear one nor have I seen her wear white or yellow

Those aren't any colors that she likes

She likes dark colors- red, green, dark blue, grey and of course black

"I uh...I wore it because....this is what the kind of girls you like wear", she answers softly, "I thought it'd get you to notice me as more than a fuck buddy"

So she did the same thing I did

Trying to be what she thought I'd want when in reality all I wanted was her just the way she is

"First, you were never just a fuck buddy jagi", I assure her, "Not from the first day. By the time we had sex, I already liked you, more than I should have"

"Me too Hwa. I liked you so much too"

Pressing a kiss to her cheek, I continue, "And second I lied to you about my type of girl"

She raises her eyebrow

"Ok well I didn't totally lie. The kind of girl you described was what I was into before you but I couldn't exactly tell you that my preference changed to just wanting you"

She laughs, "Yeah well I did the same thing. Before you, rock guys were the kind of guys I liked. But it changed to you and your dorkiness"

"That's king dork to you", I chuckle, "But really jagi, I don't want you to change anything about you. If you don't want me to then you don't either. I love you just the way you are"

She nods, "Ok Hwa"

She gives me a long sweet kiss, that I melt into

"Besides", she says, pulling away for a second, "I hate dresses"

"I know baby", I smile, kissing her and getting back to feeling her lips on mine

Holding her to me, I turn us, laying her on the bed as she pulls me with her

I get her dress and panties off in seconds, my belt, pants and boxers off in the next

"My Hwa", she whispers, kissing my cheek, "My dork"

"My baby, my jagi"

Giving her lips a peck, I start planting kisses all over her body as I moved down

As I get lower, I pull her legs open, burying my tongue in her pussy as soon as I reach it

"Oh fuck Hwa!", she moans

I slide my tongue all over her, loving how loud she's yelling

Spreading her legs more, I push my mouth into her more, slipping my tongue inside her throbbing hole

I moan into her as her pulses on my tongue send shockwaves of pleasure down my body to my already hard cock

I'm so hard it fucking hurts

But still I don't stop, tongue fucking her hard, savoring her sweet juice

"Seonghwa, fuck baby", she cries, her hands buried in my hair, forcefully pulling on the strands

I fucking love it, the pain mixing with pleasure and turning me on even more

She starts rolling her hips up, fucking my mouth

I love how into it she gets

Moving my tongue, I lick her clit over and over

"Please Hwannie"

Knowing exactly what she wants, I suck her clit in my mouth, tugging on it just as I slip two fingers inside her drenched hole

Pressing on her spot immediately, she squirms under me, watering my hand like a fucking waterfall

I lift my eyes as I suck her clit and finger her, blown away by the pleasure on her face and how stunning she looks right now

I could probably cum just from eating her out and watching her

I have no doubts it could happen, it just hasn't yet

Her cunt grips my fingers so tightly as I thrust in and I know she's close

"Hwa, oh my god", she screams, her legs shaking as she cums

Pulling my fingers out, I switch, plunging my tongue in her hole and rubbing her clit with my fingers to keep her coming

"Mmmm", I groan, tasting her again

I eat her out almost every day but fuck every time I taste her cream it's like the first time

And I still don't know how she tastes this good but I don't really care because I get to have her

Once she relaxes, I pull my tongue out and lick her cunt up and down, cleaning her up

Pulling away, I move, hovering over her until she wraps her arms around me, pulling me on top of her

She kisses me, one hand in my hair and her other running her fingers up and down my back

God it feels so good, I love when she touches me

I start kissing her neck and she lets out a little moan

"I love feeling you on me Hwannie. Your skin feels so good on mine", she whispers

I know what she means

I just love feeling her

Her skin is so soft and so fucking beautiful

Everything single fucking thing about her I'm just in love with

I kiss her lips again, sliding my tongue in her mouth

She kisses me back, holding me tightly

I feel her reach down between us, moving my dick right to her

"Please Seonghwa. I want you"

"You have me Jo. Always", I answer her, then kiss her again

I push in slowly and as I move she moans, her hands squeezing me tightly

"Hwa", she whimpers, shaking under me while I moan, "Oh baby", at the same time

I move, thrusting once, making her shake again

I love it

"You like it jagi?", I ask

"Yes Hwa. I love it", she confirms

"Me too baby. You always feel so good", I praise her

I move just a touch faster and harder, making her whimper, feeling every inch of her pussy spreading open, clenching down on my length

Pleasure is running through me but it's so much more than I've ever felt before

It feels so much better going slower

I can feel everything so much more, every squeeze, every kiss, every move she makes

I hope it feels like this for her too

She moves her hips up and I go in deeper

"Seonghwa!", she moans

God I love her moaning my name

I feel her get so tight on me and I know she's going to cum

Thrusting softly, I make sure I hit her spot over and over, wanting her to feel the maximum pleasure

"Seonghwa! Seonghwa!", she shouts, staying tight on me, as she orgasms, her pussy pulsing so blissfully on me

She shakes in my arms, and I kiss all over her shoulders and chest, while intense pleasure hits me

"Again baby", I whisper in her ear, "Please Jo. Again"

"Yes Hwa. Whatever you want baby"

We keep moving together, meeting each other's thrusts and I absolutely love it

I've never felt so connected to someone before, never felt such pure love for someone before

And I can feel her love for me

It's fucking amazing and making me so emotional

Her hands move up and down my back while I kiss her everywhere I can

She takes me so deeply, my head against her spot every stroke, her cunt squeezing the life from my shaft when I hit it

Her hips move, wiggling onto my dick each time I go in

"Seonghwa", she moans getting ready

"I wanna cum with you.", I murmur, pressing kisses on her body wherever my lips can land

"Yeah Hwa, I want that too", she nods

"Wait for me?", I ask

She nods

She lifts her head up, kissing my neck right where she knows I love it

God her kisses just make me get closer

She gets so tight on me and the next thrust has us both right there

"Cum with me jagi", I ask

Mind blowing ecstasy makes my body shake against hers as we both cum hard

"Seonghwa!", she moans while I moan her name

"Joanne, god baby"

"Seonghwa!"

I shoot my cum inside her coming pussy, feeling her milk my cock while she orgasms

And it's so fucking good, words can't describe the feeling

Looking down at her, she smiles back up at me, her hand on my cheek, looking in my eyes

I smile back and just fall into her gorgeous eyes

"I love you Seonghwa"

My heart jumps hearing those words again

I'll never get tired of hearing her say that

"I love you Joanne"

She smiles wider, hugging me tightly

I keep her in my arms as I lay next to her, loving the kisses she's giving me on my neck

"Can we stay like this every night?", she asks, tangling her body with mine

"Every night jagi. I promise", I smile

Now that she's mine I'm definitely going to spend every night with her

Oh god she's mine

I'm so fucking happy and I honestly didn't think tonight would go this way when we got here

"Is this real?", I ask, wanting to make sure I'm not in a dream

If I am and I wake up I'm going to be so fucking angry and devastated

"Are you really mine?"

"All yours Hwa", she assures me, "Always. I love you"

"I love you Jo"

She smiles so brightly at me, softly touching my cheek, "You're mine Hwa. All mine"

"Forever jagi", I promise

She presses a sweet soft kiss to my lips and I happily fall into heaven

[lisutarid-a]

[Gakuen K] Yatogami Kuroh Route Translation

Feelings for Ichigen-sama

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Saya: Beat the eggs, add broth, mirin and water. …Like this?

Saya: Then pour the contents into a preheated frying pan. Set the heat to low.

Saya: While checking the eggs are cooking, roll them up…

Saya: The Tamagoyaki (omelette) is ready. Let's have a little taste.

Saya: …Uhm. I think it came out pretty good. But not as good as Kuro-kun's…

Saya: (All the side dishes for lunch are ready, I'll leave after they cool down a bit)

Saya: (Since I started going to the supermarket with Kuro-kun, I feel like I'm getting better at cooking)

Saya: (I'll try my best to cook more complicated dishes)

Saya: (It's finally lunchtime…I'm really hungry, but I think it's because I was nervous about the test result.

Saya: Huh, you're alone, Kuro-kun? Where's Shiro-kun and the others?

Kuroh: Neko was called out because of the test. Shiro accompanies her.

Saya: Called out…Could it be because of the test result….

Kuroh: Probably. Instead of raging like that, she should have worked harder from the beginning.

Kuroh: How were your grades?

Saya: They were perfect. Thanks to Kuro-kun.

Kuroh: I see, that's great.

Saya: …Kuro-kun had bad ones? You look kinda depressed.

Kuroh: …I shifted some of the answers on my history test by one box…

Kuroh: It helped that there were only five questions. I can't help but regret that what should have been a correct answer turned out to be an incorrect one. It was an unfortunate mistake.

Saya: Woah, that's shocking…

Saya: Um, in order to change your mood, why don't we go to a cafe near the supermarket today?

Saya: I wanted to thank you for tutoring me how to study…Is that a bad idea?

Kuroh: Sorry. Thanks for your offer. …I have something I need to do.

Kuroh: The reason for the failure was a lack of attention and concentration. I must train further…

Saya: I see, what a pity…

Saya: Um, I don't know if this can serve as a thank you, but, here, if you like…

Kuroh: Tamagoyaki?

Saya: The Tamagoyaki that Kuro-kun made at the cherry-blossom viewing was so delicious that I remembered the taste and tried to make it.

Saya: It's still not as good as Kuro-kun's, though…

Kuroh: I see. I'll accept it gratefully.

Saya: …

Saya: …How is the taste?

Kuroh: Uhm, I think it tastes good. But with a few more little tweaks, it should be more delisious.

Saya: (I knew I didn't reach Kuro-kun's taste at all…)

Kuroh: I myself used many eggs and spent many years until I learned how to make it.

Kuroh: Cooking is like studying, it's all about accumulation. Keep up the efforts.

Saya: Can I feed you sometimes?

Kuroh: Umh, of course.

Saya: That's great. I'll do my best to make you say it tastes even better next time!

Kuroh: …I wonder if Ichigen-sama also felt this way.

Saya: What about the principal?

Kuroh: I once said something similar to Ichigen-sama. "I'll get good at it, just watch me".

Kuroh: I'm not even close to that man…But after hearing your words, I feel like I'm getting a little bit closer to him.

Kuroh: Thanks, Konohana.

Saya: I-It's my pleasure…

Saya: (When he stare straight at me like this, my heart starting to beat fast…)

Saya: You really respect the principal, Kuro-kun.

Kuroh: Uhm, that's right. I know it's a little presumptuous of me to put it into words, but he is truly a wonderful man.

Kuroh: My feelings for Ichigen-sama higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea.

Kuroh: Ah…! Sorry. I have a habit of getting excited when it comes to Ichigen-sama….

Kuroh: Anyway…For me, Miwa Ichigen-sama is my parent and mentor in life.

Saya: I see…I only met the principal on my first day here, so I don't know what kind of person he is.

Saya: He had a very nice smile. It was a friendly atmosphere that made me feel confident about joining this school.

Kuroh: Right, right! Ichigen-sama is like a spring that gently melts the snow. Your observasion is amazing!

Saya: T-Thanks…

Saya: Em, Kuro-kun. Can you let go of my hand…

Shiro: …Kuro, why are you holding her hand?

Saya: Shiro-kun, Neko-chan.

Neko: Kurosuke, what are you doing holding Gohan's hand?

Shiro: Kuro is a pervert, so you better beware, okay?

Saya: Pervert…

Kuroh: Agh…! It's a misunderstanding, I have no ulterior motives!

Shiro: Who knows. It's suspicious.

Neko: Suspi-icious~!

Neko: Ah! Gohan's lunch looks delicious! Give me a bite!

Saya: Uhm, okay.

Shiro: Well, me too.

Kuroh: Don't eat is so hungrily, you two. She'll be left with nothing.

Neko: Noisy! Shut up, you pervert.

Kuroh: Don't call me a pervert!

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[your-jester-whimsi]

my mom and i drove by my grandpa’s ranch today. my family and i used to drive there every fall and go fishing and watch the willy wonka with gene wilder.

we had our playlist on shuffle, and as we drove past, "it's your love" by tim mcgraw came on. my dad used to sing that to me when i was little to get me to sleep

i can never hear it without crying.

so we listened to it as we drove past the cabin. it looks so different and yet the same. i saw the fence i used to hop. the creek i lost my plastic fish that came with my disney princess fishing rod.

i felt so sad and bitter

i wanted to flip it off because i was so mad at him

because i loved it so much and now i can't go there because he's a jerk and we had to go low contact with him

and it's so crazy because i'm in high school and dad is retired. i always thought we would live there now.

and suddenly i was there. pink lasso, jeans and long blonde hair. and then i was back to now. i have great friends, i competed in a shakespeare competition, made so many new connections and memories, but i am still stuck in my hometown.

i cried like ten times just on the drive home

we revisited all the places we used to go when i was little- the cowboy store i bought my pink lasso and cow girl hat. i used to lasso my dog and he was so traumatized.

we drove past the burger place that always looked like diabetes but was sooo good. we tried to go to the ice cream and movie theatre spot, but it was closed and they took down the giant concrete ice cream cone. i suddenly felt all the time go by. why am i trying to grow up so fast? why do i have a list of colleges i want to go to and a list of jobs i want when i’m not even a senior in high school yet? i went through old photos of me. i was so pretty and happy for a while. then you know, life hits. i got anxiety and all that jazz. i did learn to cope though, and i’ve gotten so far.

three songs went through my head. “skinny” by billie eilish,

”but the old me is still me and maybe the real me and i think she’s pretty”

“love like you” from steven universe

”look at you go, i just adore you. i wish that i knew what makes you think i’m so special”

and “boy” by lee brice

“boy, you’re gonna hate this town, wish you could burn it down. that fire in your eyes is 20 counties wide but boy, you're gonna love 17 and boy, you'll do some stupid things you're gonna drive and kiss and throw a punch and grow up way too fast”

i wonder if she would think i’m pretty.

update i guess: my family was in the kitchen cooking for a little lunch thing with a couple friends and i am recovering from a cold so i was just in my room. my little sister came into my room and said, in a very goofy manner, “bad news, come to the kitchen for a ✨family meeting✨.” so i’m like damn okay probably just telling us to like make sure the house is clean or something. so i’m leaning against the kitchen counter while everyone is cooking and my dad finally finishes his task and says, “so i just got off the phone with grandpa.” shit what’s wrong? did he fall? is he dying? did ellie die?(a topic for another day) “he’s selling the cabin. he told me and it seems like basically a done deal.” fucking bastard. i have never held a deep resentment for a family member before except about little things, until now. i sat, trying not to cry. i didn’t say anything. what do i say? oh golly that sucks? ok? asshole? how do you respond to that? so i just stared, sipping my drink. my mom knows that would fuck me up and was like “you okay?” once i finally moved. i said yeah and left. i really really really resent him. my mom promised me that one day we’d go back there when we drove past it. but now, like my plastic fish, i doubt i’ll ever go back. how do we go forth from here? my dad’s truck has a sticker with the name of the ranch on it. i thought i was going to live there. i don’t know why i’m so upset, but god am i pissed

[waywardxrhea]

Part Forty-Three: We're in the Endgame Now

[slow burn romance between Steve Rogers and SHIELD agent Emma Baker]

Warnings: 18+, contains humor, fluff, mental health, family trauma, romance, angst, language, violence.

installment list

Word count: 2.2k

An unexpected guest gives Emma the most hope she's had in five years.

One morning a few weeks later Emma and Steve are driving to Brooklyn so they can go to a few bakeries to decide on a cake for the wedding. They are almost to the first bakery when Steve gets a phone call. "Hey Nat," he starts off the call with.

From the driver's side, Emma glances over at Steve and notices his expression of concern at the call, so when he hangs up, she asks, "What's up? Is it something with Clint?"

"No, but you need to turn around and get us to the Compound ASAP," he tells her with a sense of urgency in his voice.

Quickly, Emma hits the brakes and turns the truck in the direction of the Compound. "Is everything okay? Answer carefully, your answer determines how fast I drive."

Steve chuckles at the joke and responds with, "There's been a development and she needs us there yesterday pretty much."

"Got it," Emma replies and puts more pressure on the gas pedal. While she drives, Steve calls the bakeries they had appointments at and apologizes for the cancellation but tells them an emergency came up.

Once they get to the Compound and start to head inside, Emma sees an unfamiliar brown van outside and wonders to herself who it belongs to. They rush into the main conference room to see Natasha sitting at her desk looking exhausted watching a very stressed-out man pacing the room while muttering to himself and eating a sandwich. The man is Scott Lang, the one that Sam and Emma fought all those years ago when Emma first became an Avenger.

When Lang sees Steve, he shouts, "Steve! Cap! Captain. America. Thank God you're here."

"Scott, what's going on?" Steve asks.

Not knowing where to start, Lang starts rambling. "Well what happened was that I was doing a routine trip in and out of the Quantum Realm with Hank and them, but then when I get out it's five years later, my daughter is all grown up, and half the population is gone?"

"Quantum what...? Scott, calm down," Steve tells him, putting his hands up. Lang stops pacing for a few seconds and Steve asks, "Can you go a bit slower?"

"Steve, I've been trying to get him to calm down this whole time," Nat tells him. Emma makes her way over to Natasha and gives her a hug before taking a seat to listen to what Lang has to say.

"Okay," he says and takes a deep breath while running his hands over his face. "Has anyone here studied quantum physics?"

Steve and Emma send each other a confused look while Nat replies with, "Just to make conversation, why?"

With that answer, he runs his hand through his hair and continues with, "All right, so five years ago, right before...before Thanos, I was in a place called the Quantum Realm. It's like its own microscopic universe. To get in you have to be extremely small. Hope...she was my...uh...she was supposed to pull me out of there, but then Thanos happened and she was gone while I got stuck in there."

"Oh wow..." Emma mumbles.

"That must have been a long five years alone in there," Natasha tells him sadly.

"That's the thing," Lang tells her. "For me, it was five hours. The rules of the Quantum Realm are different from the rules here. Everything there is unpredictable."

Steve scrunches his eyebrows and asks, "What are you talking about? That doesn't make sense."

"What I'm saying is that time works differently there, the problem is we can't navigate it. I just...I can't stop thinking about it though, what if we could somehow control the chaos and navigate it? What if there was a way to enter the Quantum Realm at one point and exit at another point in time? Like...like before Thanos."

"Wait hold on, are you talking about a time machine?" Steve asks incredulously. He had officially heard it all with this theory of Lang's...

"No, no, not a time machine. It's more like a...uh..." Emma and Nat raise their eyebrows and give each other a look that Lang notices. He sighs and admits, "Yeah like a time machine...it's crazy, I know, but I just...I can't stop thinking about it."

"Scott," Natasha interrupts him. "I get emails from a raccoon, nothing is crazy anymore."

"So who do we talk to about this?" Lang asks.

Emma, Steve, and Nat give each other a look, knowing who they need to get in contact with. Emma is the first to speak up, saying, "Stark." She pauses and adds, "He isn't gonna like us coming asking for this though. He hasn't said anything to me since the day they signed me back on and Pepper is usually MIA too which is understandable, they wanna have a normal life but..."

"I get that he wants a normal life, but this is the first lead we've had in years," Natasha tells her. "We have to at least try."

"Nat's right," Steve agrees.

"Well then let's get going!" Lang shouts with a smile on his face.

So the four of them head out to Nat's car to drive to Tony and Pepper's. Steve and Nat sit in the front and discuss the plan of what to say to Tony while Emma and Lang make small talk in the backseat. "Hey, I'm sorry I didn't say anything, but I just thought I'd apologize for what happened between us before," he tells Emma.

Knowing that he was talking about what happened with her, him, and Sam and knowing that Sam never wanted Steve to know, Emma tries to cut him off from elaborating on the story more with a quick, "Oh no worries."

"No, really, I feel bad that I ruined your things and-"

Emma makes a motion for him to cut it out and this is when Steve takes notice of the conversation happening in the back. He looks in the rearview mirror at Emma and smirks, asking, "What's going on back there, is everything okay?" To up the ante, he adds, "Scott, you haven't met Emma yet, have you? She's my fiancee."

Lang scrunches his eyebrows and replies, "Well I haven't interacted with her in a long time, but-"

Emma quickly steps in with, "Yeah, it's been a crazy day so far, we haven't had time to talk until now."

Lang finally gets the drift and looks to Steve and asks, "Oh so she doesn't know you know does she?"

Steve chuckles as Emma asks, "What doesn't she know you know?"

"That I know what happened between you, Sam, and Scott," Steve replies.

Emma's jaw drops and she asks, "So he told you? Damnit, Wilson, I was gonna take that secret to the grave with me!"

"He did in fact tell me," Steve says. "I hear Scott here totally kicked your ass."

Emma scoffs and defends herself, saying, "Not to speak ill of the dead, but Sam totally got whooped worse than I did!"

"That's just because you're more of a long-range fighter. My skills are more close range," Lang tells Emma. She laughs and after that, the whole car engages in the talk about the plan to convince Tony to help them out with their idea.

Before they know it they reach the Stark property. As they pull up and get out of the car they see Tony carrying a now roughly five-year-old Morgan in his arms. At the sight of everyone, Tony sends Morgan inside so she doesn't have to be a part of the conversation. Emma follows Steve and Natasha up to where Tony is and can tell Tony doesn't look happy to see them all, as she expected.

Once Morgan is inside, Steve, Natasha, Emma, and Lang meet Tony on the porch to discuss what happened to Lang as well as his idea. After explaining the rough concept, Lang tells Tony, "I...I know, it sounds crazy but..."

Trying to encourage Tony to help, Steve adds, "Tony, after everything you've seen throughout the years, is anything really impossible?"

At this, Tony starts mouthing off some scientific terms that go straight over Emma's head. She tries not to show her confusion so they have a better chance at getting help though. He ends his statement with, "In layman's terms, you're not coming home."

"Lang did," Emma retorts.

"No," Tony says sternly, pointing a finger at Emma and then focusing his attention back on Lang. "He accidentally survived. There's a huge difference there."

"But," Emma tries to get in, getting desperate for help getting everyone back.

"It's a billion to one cosmic fluke and now you want to do a...what are you guys calling it?"

"A...a time heist?" Lang replies.

"Of course! Why didn't we think of this before some of us tried to move on with our lives? Oh right, because it's laughable and impossible."

Steve interrupts his snarky comments and tells him, "The stones are in the past. If we go back we can get them."

Natasha piggybacks on his statement, saying, "Then we snap our own fingers and bring everyone back."

"Or we screw it up more than it already is," Tony smarts back.

"I don't think we would," Steve retorts.

"I gotta say, I did miss that giddy optimism. Say, Baker, tell me this: is he always like this even at home? Taking charge, trying to be the optimist in everything?"

"If it wasn't for Steve's optimism and support I wouldn't be standing here right now, so I'd watch it if I were you, Stark," Emma replies, getting fed up with his attitude.

Tony puts his hands up and continues his thoughts with, "Well even with all of that optimism, having high hopes won't help if there's no possible way to go through with your idea. If we try, I think we all die."

"Not if we strictly follow the rules of time travel!" Lang chimes in. "You know, no talking to our past selves, no betting on sporting events-"

"I'm gonna stop you right there, Scott," Tony tells him, putting up his hand. He leans forward in his chair and asks, "Are you really going to sit there and tell me that your plan to bring back half the population of the universe is based on Back to the Future?"

Lang scoffs and replies, "What? No!"

Emma rolls her eyes as she turns to lean on the railing and lets out a quiet sigh of frustration. Steve subtly steps back to where she is and rubs her arm to comfort her and help her destress before she blows up on Tony.

Natasha finally speaks up and tells him, "Tony. We have to take a stand."

"We did take a stand five years ago and look where we are now," he replies.

Lang looks at Tony and then glances inside, saying, "Look, I know you have a lot on the line here. You've got a wife and a daughter, but I lost someone very important to me. A lot of people did. But now...now we have a chance to bring them all back and you're telling me that you won't even try?"

"That's right, Scott, I can't."

The frustration building up inside of Emma finally comes to a tipping point and she whips around to give Tony an earful but then Morgan comes back out onto the porch and jumps into Tony's lap telling him that she came there to rescue him. Not wanting Morgan to have to witness arguing like she did as a child, Emma balls up her fist and bites her cheek. Steve takes her balled-up fist and eases his hand into hers and squeezes to let her know she did the right thing in not yelling at him.

Tony picks Morgan up and informs everyone that the table is set for everyone, and Steve in a last-ditch attempt to sway him says, "Look, I get it. I'm happy that you have this life now, but this...this is a second chance. We have to take it."

"This is my second chance," Tony tells him and kisses Morgan's shoulder. He then nods his head at Emma and says, "And there's your second chance. I don't see what the problem is here."

"The problem is-" Steve tries but is interrupted.

"Ah, ah. If you don't talk shop you can stay for lunch. Otherwise..." Tony tells him before heading inside with Morgan.

"I guess we'll be on our way then," Steve replies and starts to walk back to the car they came in.

"Darn, I was hoping for a meal," Lang mumbles as they walk back.

As they get into the back seat, Emma tells him, "When we get back I can cook whatever you'd like. Maybe if we get some food in us we can think better."

Lang nods but then looks to the front seat and says to Steve, "We aren't giving up, are we? We need this to happen."

"No we aren't stopping, but we need to do this right, and to do that we're gonna need a really big brain..."

Lang looks at him and scrunches his eyebrows, asking, "Bigger than Tony Stark's?"

"I have someone in mind," Natasha replies and pulls out her phone to try and get a hold of Bruce Banner.

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[the-firebird69]

There's some things going on here and it's a small update

Bja has decided to stay on as mayor no his vice mayor and he decided to leave and he gave his 2 weeks notice and he said it this place sucks we're not doing a damn thing it's true all they're doing is getting the mulched

There's a few people who do not want things to happen here for our son at all and what we say is it's time for you to get lost and there's only around him with a crowd of people who just want stuff for free and we noticed there's an attitude problem with all of them and they don't understand his role they don't understand what people were doing before to get it done and they just don't want to and our son says you're trying to reinvent a wheel a little bit and it doesn't have to be it's not that people think and the max are running roughshod on purpose so it's kind of not that great and she says what can you do and I said well I'm doing what I can do and most of these guys don't do anything like what you're doing anymore Trump is like quit and she said oh no yeah it's not doing anything so there's a huge difficulty coming up because people are not doing anything a lot of it is driven by Tommy f his clothes are dwindling very fast by the end of this week he won't have enough to hold people off doing things so we want to position ourselves to be ready to go and take over things that's why our son and daughter are pushing so hard we're getting our teams together right now and we're going to start infiltrating and ready to take over companies that start we must do this right now and we need to get it done we need to start it without a doubt immediately as in today we need to have a huge number of infiltrators move out into their area there's plenty of motivation and I'm going to list why and how many and we're going to keep a running board and running count and each day it's going to change we're going to have awards and medals and more for people who meet or beat the requirement and we are getting ready to go on it now this is going to be a huge huge day and I mean there's going to be giant changes coming about all over this county and state country and world it's going to be too much for everybody to handle

We have a few winners here and nobody has to do and that caused it to happen and they criticizing him I want them dead there's no room for that stupid s***there's some other things happening they're pretty big there's a pack of losers walking around right now and there's warrants on them and people are going after them right now

John remillard went to court and he lost and he lost very badly and he's going to be whining and complaining he said so we're going to be ripping him a new one shortly too he said he's going to complain all night so we're going to start hitting him now who lost his court cases in punta Gorda and he lost facilities and housing and he lost businesses he's lost almost everything except a few piddly businesses yes and he has some chains that are big so he says he doesn't care and he's full of s*** he's going to be gone pretty soon as he's gone is losing his airlines I tell you what I think he likes losing but really now he's going to go and he doesn't get it cuz he likes bothering people and taking over stuff

Couple other things we have people smoking marijuana openly and they're being arrested we have people without prescriptions there's a lot of drug use in town and we need people in who are doing that they're dangerous and we need people who are damaged in and there's a big list and we need groups to come here and help and we've asked a lot we've got a lot of help but it takes a lot more people and yeah last night a boat ran ashore no several boats four or five big ones because they're fighting and they died they're not regents or generals no they are it's part of the ones who died no they came back and they're wandering around wondering who it was and he's saying this one's weird it was cleaned and then they stopped cleaning it any wonders why that's weird you're saying he thinks he brought it out there to clean it and they just maybe got stuck in the mud that's true it looks like that but that's not what happened so he closes his mouth and he said you know there's some weird s*** going on and we're not getting anything done and he agreed it's strange looking

Answer that the fact that the pseudo empire is moving in they're getting ready to pressure Tommy f to move they are getting ready to take over the state and to try and put in a shield the empire will oppose it and we will and foreign as well and they'll be stuck there being dicks and they'll probably get rid of themselves and it won't be a source of income or mobilization for our son and it's going to come from evil stuff from all of them a little bit here and there a lot of it from Tommy f later on when he tries to move him because he can't get anything done from where he is anything so everything was coming from messing with our son even towards the end

And he did help him go through college and help them get money and those are brighter days

Few more things there's a lot of attitude here and it's negative is a lot of criticism about whatever he's doing and what they do is disgusting and it's all loser s*** and they know it and they do not hold a candle to him but it's amazing so I want those people in they have a problem and it's a lot more than messing with our son is an addiction they're issuing code

Other than that today is going kind of normally but the mayor and vice mayor are going to step down and they're getting their paperwork ready today to hand in tomorrow the next in line is Brad and his sister wife and they're nasty and they're going to get the crap eating out of them cuz BJ will figure it out and Trump right now Trump is considering leaving town off and on and leaving Port Charlotte but he's going to be asked to leave he lost the court cases he's down to like 3.5% along with everybody else which is nothing there's nowhere for these people to go and they're being evictions today it'll be in the thousands tomorrow to be millions and after that billions and they just will leave or be arrested and they're going to be told to leave the state and it's happening all in the Eastern seaboard the empire is doing it and the pseudo empire minorities are holding their ground somewhat silently as we are minorities are and us but it's going to be a hell of a day right now

They're entering the tunnels in the Eastern hemisphere and going after the Mac caverns some of the bunkers and it's the warlock and they're going to get their asses handed to them here it will change what we said above and it's going to be bad

The morlock are attacking the pseudo empire in the Eastern hemisphere all of their bunkers as we said they were at 40% by quantity and 25% by functionality of those all of them are very very weak and they're going to fall potentially today and tonight into tomorrow they will begin attacking in the Western hemisphere in about 2 hours

There are few other things going on that are very very huge the Midwest is beginning to empty has a real evacuation they've been moving things out and now they're moving things in people and in anything that they can get and they're moving at the same time and it's a disaster they're trying to organize it and our son says that you can go in packs next to ships and you have to keep up and how can they do that they can't so that's the problem if they go close to shore people get mad but that's what they have to do so he's going to make two lanes close to shore he's going ahead and set it up and it works better and it's still a nightmare but it works better and people are moving out. Some people think it's a sign with these boats and it is they're calling for help and it works the evacuation is tremendous there are so many leaving the Midwest it's not funny it is a gigantic movement there are five cities now that are completely ripped apart there are five more being ripped apart probably tomorrow night but they're empty and we are going after another five now that leaves only five major cities in the Midwest and they're closing down there the third of the population or less than they were and the cloning is shut down completely that means they're pretty much not there they're going to evacuate tonight and tomorrow and tomorrow night as well as the cone and along the river we think all of them would be out probably by Friday it's going to be very huge the upper Midwest is going to start too and the temple will increase not decrease

Anticipate the ships will launch the morlock are attacking up north is sending a massive Force probably 5% of the remaining population which is gigantic the rest of the ships are about 2% total this force is humongous and the max have thinned out the clones and it's only those in the ships there are several waves left and they're going to be empty of people they can send up north and all over the world and then they're going to come out swinging possibly with news and we have to stop him they'll irradiate giant giant ships

There's more news we're going to get to it shortly he's going to return home it's getting cold and overcast or removing tons of ships today within a few days the ships will be out and they'll move to the harbors and rivers and ponds and lakes and estuaries and it will be chaos and yeah last night they had a fight in the harbor and it was nasty and today they're recovering but they know who it is and they're going after them and it's the clones

To all I say have a very good day stay safe and mostly shelter in place we're going to have a rough week call us if you need anything or if you think we can extract you or you can get away we need to help you separate from them as quickly as you can it's dangerous as hell and her son has massive amounts of power please ask us for help we are your people

Thor Freya

Olympus and they say we love you all and we do too and the Tuesday as well two say it as well

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Almost too Late

Tom Hiddleston x fem!Reader

Request: "okay, i've got a humourous one for you;

#48: “Where the hell have you been?”

#60: “AHHHHHHHHHH!" 

#64: “Here he/she is.”

so, maybe Tom almost misses the birth of his child, and Reader gives him absolutely chaos for it? 😂

love you, babe. 💗" - Requested by my wonderful friend @youlightmeupfinn from this prompt list! :)

Summary: You went into labour with Baby No. 2. This wouldn't be a big problem, if your husband Tom wasn't somewhere in Atlanta, on a boys night out - and you just can't reach him. Is Tom going to miss the birth of his second child?

Warnings: Pregnancy, labour, quite a few swear words and a lot of fluff!

Word Count: 2,3k

a/n: I am back, yay! :) Sorry guys, life had been utterly busy in the last few weeks... This request waited a looong time in my inbox to be written and now I finally made it to sit down and write this. Surprise, @youlightmeupfinn ! 🧡 This takes place in the same universe like this fic does, so I guess this one is kinda a part two? Anyway, I hope you like this one shot as much as I do! 🧡 All mistakes are my own!

Voicemail. Again. I hung up, groaning and cursing under my breath. "Oh, you are fucking kidding me now... Why isn't he picking up?!" I hissed, on the verge of throwing my mobile against the wall of our bedroom. I tried to reach my dear husband for hours. Tom just wanted to have a - what did they call it? A 'Marvel Mens Night Out'? Yeah, something along that. He wanted to have a night out with a few of his mates. Ben, Chris H., Chris E., Sebastian and Tom. Of course, I didn't say Tom shouldn't go. I was more than okay with it, since we were in Atlanta, Georgia for the last three months anyway. Why? Tom needed to fly to Atlanta to film the first season of 'Loki' - and me and Mia just went with him, since it was the city I came from. My parents still lived here, so we kind of combined work and holiday. After reassuring Tom a thousand times that I was going to be fine without him, he left. What I didn't think of, unfortunately, was the possibility of me, going into labour. Yup... Five years of marriage and an almost three-year-old toddler later, Tom and I were expecting baby #2. Mia was going to be a big sister - like, right now.

Once again, I tried to call Tom, but like before, I only reached his voicemail. "Where the fuck is he?!" I groaned, dropped my mobile on the bed and steadied myself against the wall, breathing through another contraction. I gave Tom a last try, before I decided to call Ben. "Please pick up, please pick up, please pick up." I mumbled to myself. Sure, I could've called my parents, but they were in bed now, with Mia hopefully sleeping deeply next room. Ben's mobile rang and rang. I was already on the verge of hanging up, but then I heard my man's best friend's voice urging to my ear. "Y/N?" "Ben! Finally! Where is Tom?! I tried to call him, but he didn't pick up." "Uh... He just left for the bathroom, I think." Ben sounded slightly tipsy - which caused me to roll my eyes. Not now, guys, not now, I thought. "Okay and where are you boys?" I could hear the others laugh and talk rather loudly in the background. "In a bar in, uh, Columbus." I frowned. "In a bar in Columbus? Columbus?? Why the fuck there?!" I only now realised that I spoke way louder than I intended to... "Is everythin' alright, Y/N? You seem a bit... tense?" That was the point when I lost my nerves. I had absolutely no time for this. Not after trying to reach them for hours! I gritted my teeth, feeling how the anger build up inside me. "Oh, I don't know, Benedict. Maybe it's because I AM IN FUCKING LABOUR SINCE HOURS AND MY HUSBAND IS UNATTAINABLE!" And suddenly there was deadly silence at the other end of the line. "You're what?" Said Ben in a small voice, almost rueful. "You heard me, Benedict." Another beat of silence passed, before I suddenly heard loud shuffling. "Boys, Y/N's in labour, we need to get Tom somehow back to Atlanta! As fast as possible!" And then everybody talked at once. 'Tom! Get Tom!' was the only sentence I understood and it came from Hemsworth. Apart from that, was everything that happened on the other line a blur, until... "Tom asks how you are feeling." Ben's voice reached me once again. "He asks how I feel? Really? I am in labour! How does he think I feel?!" Again, was the other side of the line deadly silent. "We'll be right there, I promise!" "I'll hope so! If not, I am going to cut off his balls. Tell that Thomas!" With those words, I hung up, squeezed my eyes shut as another contraction rolled over me. Somehow, this time felt even worse than last time... At least I could try to relax a bit, now that I knew that Tom was on his way. After taking deep breaths, breathing through the contraction, I called an ambulance. They came immediately, of course and took me to the hospital. I was very glad that this was not the first time for me. To have the experience and to know the procedure and what maybe could happen, helped me ease my mind a lot. Especially since Tom wasn't by my side - yet.

Thirty minutes later, I was brought to a room, had changed into the familiar hospital gown, got hooked to an CTG and was checked by the doctors. "Alright, Mrs. Hiddleston..." The friendly female doctor in the white clothes smiled at me. "Everything appears to be like it should be. You and the baby are perfectly fine - according to the circumstances." She adjusted her glasses and scribbled something onto the clipboard she held. "But you are not yet ready to deliver your baby. We have to wait a bit longer. Although, I guess not that much longer, 'cause your labour is progressing very fast." The doctor gave me another small smile. "Until then, I am afraid we have to wait and see." With these words and a last smile, she left the room, leaving only a super friendly midwife - Mary - behind. "We are going to check on you and the baby regularly. But you already know that." Mary said, winking at me. "Yeah... I am very glad to be a lot more experienced now than I was last time with my daughter. Makes me feel calmer. Despite the fact that Tom isn't here..." Mary's eyes softened. "I was already thinking... Where did you leave your husband?" I sighed. "I allowed him to go out with some of his friends, told him I was fine, but well... Baby's got different plans." Mary laughed. "Let's hope he's going to make it in time then. Call me if you need something, yes?" I nodded, offered her a smile. Then I was left alone and I absolutely hated it. To spend the time I had to wait for my body to prepare itself for the birth alone was absolute torture. I missed Tom and I wanted nothing more than to have him by my side.

It was a curse and a blessing, that labour progressed so fast. Two hours later, I found myself surrounded by nurses, doctors and Mary, of course, ready to bring mine and Tom's second child into this world. I wasn't afraid of this, no. Maybe nervous, yes, but what I definitely was, was in pain and angry. Angry at my sweet husband who didn't sit by my side, holding my hand and just being there for me. No, instead sat Mary by my bedside - what wasn't bad, god no... Bless her for bearing with me. But it just wasn't Tom... "Okay Y/N, if you feel the urge to push, give into your body!" I nodded quickly, sweat already dotted all over my forehead from the previous contractions. While you were about to bring a new life into this world, stormed a man with long, pitch black hair through the main doors of the hospital, on the other side of the big building. Tom...

The father-to-be ran down the halls of the 'Emory University Hospital Midtown' like a madman, bumping into several staff members on his way. "Sorry, I am so sorry!" Tom said what felt like thousand times in five minutes. Unfortunately was the hospital quite big and Tom struggled to even find the maternity ward. So, he had no other choice than to stop his frantic search and ask a nurse. "I'm sorry, can... can you help me?" Tom, who was still out of breath, approached a nurse with short chopped blonde hair and tattoos up and down his arms. The man looked up at Tom, offering him a polite smile. "Of course, Sir. What's the matter?" "I-I am looking for the maternity ward." He panted, trying to catch his breath. "My... My wife is in labour." The nurse nodded and immediately gestured for Tom to follow him. "Follow me, Sir. I'll get you there. It's not far from here." The two men crossed another few hallways, before they finally reached the destination. "There we are." "Thank you so much." Tom smiled kindly at the other male, who gave him a nod and a smile himself in return. "No problem." Tom didn't lose another second and jogged down the ward, on search for someone who could help him along. After all, he hadn't a single clue where Y/N was...

After he had rounded the second corner, he stumbled over a woman who appeared to be a doctor. "I'm sorry?" He addressed the female, who turned to face him immediately. "I'm Tom Hiddleston and I am looking for my wife, Y/N." The corners of the woman's mouth lifted into a smile. "Ahh, so you are the missing dad?" Tom scratched the back of his neck, smiling awkwardly. "Well… I suppose that I am, yes." "Well, come on then." Tom followed the doctor hastily down the sheer endless, white hallway. "D-Do you know by any chance how my wife is doing?" Dr. Miller -  the woman's name, how Tom was able to read on her nameplate, nodded. "She is doing fine. Labour progressed very fast." At those words, Tom felt his heart sink. Progressed? Did that mean...? Dr. Miller seemed to read from his expression what he was thinking. "Don't worry. You didn't miss the birth of your baby - yet." This took a load off Tom's mind and he breathed out relieved. "This way." They turned another corner and came to a halt in front of a closed door. "There we are." After Tom quickly slipped into a scrub, he was granted access to his wife. Barely after the door swung open, was the first thing he heard a heart-breaking scream, coming no doubt from Y/N. It caused Tom's mind to spin, his guilty conscience immediately spoke up. This was his wife, being in pain, bringing his baby into this world - and he hadn't been there for her. "Mrs. Hiddleston, I found the missing dad." A voice suddenly cut through the room, causing my head to turn to the left. I didn't even notice that somebody had entered the room. Well, I was quite a bit too busy to pay attention to who entered or left the room. My eyes met the female doctor I had shortly seen earlier and- "Tom!" I cried out his name, unbelievably happy and relieved to see him. As his name left my lips, he immediately jumped into action, rushing to my side. "Darling!" Mary quickly stood up from the chair and made way for Tom. He sat down on the chair, hands instantly reaching for my hand. He wanted to say something, but the next contraction I had threw a wrench in the works. I squeezed the living hell out of Tom's hand and shut my eyes. "I need you to push, Y/N." Said the nurse, who sat at the bottom of the bed. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" This contraction was by far the worst I had yet. And it sparked something inside me, brought the anger on my husband back to life. After I had breathed through the contraction, I unleashed hell on Tom. I turned my head towards him, staring at him. If looks could kill... Tom swallowed visibly, well aware of what was to come. "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!" "Darling, I-I am so s-sorry, I-" He stuttered, trying to explain. "Shut the fuck up, Thomas! I suffered here for over two hours, plus almost five at home alone, to give birth to your child and Mr. Hiddleston just decided to not pick up his phone when I called him!" Tom swallowed once again, his mind reeling. I could tell that he was picking his next words very carefully now. "I know, my love and I am really, honestly very sorry. My phone ran out of battery-" Wrong words. "That is no excuse, Thomas!" The man beside me flinched every time I used his full name. "I know, Y/N. I should've told you. I-" "And why Columbus?! Why did you and the boys needed to go to fucking Columbus to drink a stupid beer?!" Tom sighed and hung his head. "I can't apologise enough, darling. I deserve all your wrath. I hate that I wasn't able to be by your side, but now I am here and I won't go anywhere. You are doing so wonderfully in bringing our second wonder into this world. I can't be prouder of you, my love." By now, I had tears in my eyes. This time not from the pain. His words had pulled at my heartstrings. Why did that man always find the right words and was so utterly charming? This wasn't fair. I wanted to be mad at him... "Ugh, you fucking sweet-talker. I wanted to be mad at you, but now I can't." I said, pouting. Tom's expression shifted immediately and he snorted out a laugh. "Oh darling, I love you." I shook my head and rolled my eyes, but smiled.

The rest of the birth went rather smooth. Unlike with Mia, I didn't have an epidural. I wanted to do this all natural this time. With Tom by my side, everything was easier anyway. And so, Tom and I were able to welcome another baby girl into the world, only an hour later.

"Here she is." Mary announced, smiling and placed the tiny girl, who was wrapped up in a thick pink blanket on my chest. As soon as my skin came into contact with my new-born baby, the tears started to fall freely. "Hello, my sweet girl..." I whispered, unable to tear my gaze away from her. I felt how Tom pressed a kiss on my forehead, before his bigger hand joined mine, wrapped around the little girl in my arms. Time seemed to stop. This was a moment just between Tom and me. "Welcome to this big, wondrous world, Lily." Tom said with tears glistening in his eyes.

[be-your-coffee-pot]

Needed

A/N: So this is inspired by 'Picture Perfect' by @kawaii-harrys. Check her out she's the best I swear.

Pairing: Dad!Harry x Daughter!Reader

Word Count: 2.4k (Idk what happened here)

TW: MENTIONS OF SELF HARM AND SUICIDE, IT GETS A BIT DESCRIPTIVE PLEASE DON'T READ IF IT CAN TRIGGER YOU

READ PART 2, HERE

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Summary: Y/N was an accidental baby. An unplanned child. So her parents got another child out as soon as they could and then one more. The two other talented and beautiful children they dote on. She doesn’t fit the picture, she isn’t needed.

The wind blew her hair around as she stood on the edge of the roof, peering 13 floors down at a playground. Her eyes stayed fixated on a family that was having fun running around in the garden. Her family.

She knew because she had heard them bustle out the door together but nobody had invited her. Asked her if she wanted to come with them.

They assumed. That’s what they did. They assumed she didn’t like watching Rapunzel or they assumed she didn’t like dresses. Today’s example: they assumed she didn’t want to come to play with them.

Y/N was the firstborn. The eldest. After Y/N was her brother Ethan, the middleborn who was just 8 months younger than her. Then came the centre of attention, Charlotte. The youngest member of the Styles family and the most loved child who was about a year younger than Ethan. Her mom, Taylor loved Ethan and Charlotte to the moon but Y/N was pretty sure, she wasn’t on the list.

Her 10-year-old mind thought that she did something wrong, that she made her parents hate her so much. When she wondered what, nothing came to mind. It had been like this since she was 2 years old. Since she had started getting a little understanding of her surroundings. She wasn’t needed, she thought.

Fast forward to her annual music day function when she was 13. She performed ‘The Best Day’ in the hopes that her parents would be there and feel proud or at least happy. She was performing last so she held on to the hope, that they’ll make it.

I'm five years old

It's getting cold

I've got my big coat on

I hear your laugh

And look up smiling at you

I run and run

Past the pumpkin patch

And the tractor rides

Look now, the sky is gold

I hug your legs

And fall asleep on the way home

I don't know why all the trees change in the fall

But I know you're not scared of anything at all

Don't know if Snow White's house is near or far away

But I know I had the best day with you today

I'm thirteen now

And don't know-how

My friends could be so mean

I come home crying

And you hold me tight

And grab the keys

And we drive and drive

Until we found a town far enough away

And we talk and window shop

'Till I have forgotten all their names

I don't know who I'm gonna talk to now at school

But I know I'm laughing

On the car ride home with you

Don't know how long it's gonna take to feel okay

But I know I had the best day with you today

I have an excellent father

His strength is making me stronger

God smiles on my little brother

Inside and out he's better than I am

I grew up in a pretty house

And I had space to run and I

had the best days with you

There is a video I found

From back when I was three

You set up a paint set in the kitchen

And you're talking to me

It's the age of princesses and pirate ships

And the seven dwarfs

And Daddy's smart

And you're the prettiest lady in the whole wide world

And now I know why all the trees change in the fall

I know you were on my side

Even when I was wrong

And I love you for giving me your eyes

Staying back and watching me shine and

I didn't know if you knew

So I'm taking this chance to say

That I had the best day with you today

She can hear people clapping and cheering but she’s searching for a pair of green and blue eyes that belong to her father and mother respectively but no. None of the people sitting in the audience is her parents. With a frown on her face, she steps down from the stage and heads backstage hoping her parents are here. No trace of them here as well.

On an annual day for that year, she won a music award but at the celebratory dinner at McDonald’s, she was barely acknowledged but instead praises were sung for her siblings who gave a dance performance and won multiple prizes. She wasn’t enough for her dad or anyone. She wasn’t needed.

Back to now, her 16th birthday. Y/N is sitting alone in the kitchen with a small chocolate cake she baked for herself sitting in front of her. It is around 9:30 p.m. now and her family is not around because according to her they are at a pizzeria. After all, Ethan wanted to go out. Again they assumed she didn’t want to come and didn’t invite their oldest daughter.

She waves it off though. “It’s just a birthday. Another day of the year, nothing special.” That’s what her birthday has been for as long as she can remember. Nothing special. Just like her.

Her dad didn’t take her to Seychelles for her 12th birthday nor did he make her write down a list of anything she wants and get her all that for her 14th birthday. He didn’t even bother to wish her. Neither of them. However, this wasn’t new as she couldn’t even remember the last time her family wished her or celebrated her birthday. She had no friends because everybody bullied her for being Harry Styles’ daughter. How ironic.

Grabbing a knife, Y/N sits back down and sings quietly to herself.

Happy birthday to me

Happy birthday to me

Happy birthday dear Y/N

Happy birthday to you

Between her thoughts and the Louis Tomlinson playing in the background, she failed to hear the click of the lock and the soft chatter of her siblings and parents who had just come back. At first, Harry was just about ready to go to the kitchen and yell at Y/N to stop blasting music but then as the volume decreases and her voice singing the Happy Birthday song alone becomes more audible, they stop in their tracks.

Halting in front of the kitchen, Harry and Taylor belatedly realize that they forgot their daughter’s birthday.

When Y/N cuts into her cake and looks up for a second she finds her family standing near the door looking ashamed and guilty. She quickly eats the piece she was having and stands up herself.

Muttering a few words of apology, she shuffles into the doorway about to leave for her room when Harry calls her. “Is it really your birthday today ?” As if that didn’t shatter her heart into little pieces and drown her further into thinking she wasn’t worth it, she just answers, “No. I just baked a cake and stuff. You know how dramatic I am.” Harry just nods and doesn’t stop her again.

Although when he goes to his room and checks the calendar he finds that it is indeed her birthday today. So did she just lie to save him the guilt? When he conveys the same to Taylor, they both feel shameful and heartbroken over this predicament.

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The next morning, they avoid her when she stuffs a small piece of bread in her mouth and leaves. Where? They don’t bother to check.

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Harry knocks on Y/N’s door to invite her down for lunch as an apology for yesterday but nobody answers. He takes that as an opportunity to step into her room. She wasn’t there because she was at school but her parents didn’t mind keeping her whereabouts in check.

A soft creme coated the walls but that was it. No trophies or certificates lined the walls nor were any books visible. As he steps into the room he finds a black notebook sitting alone on her table. Picking it up, he flips through the pages finding it to be her diary.

But it doesn’t have any trace of happy memories as far as he can see. They all contain excerpts from days where the family enjoyed themselves but not Y/N. As per Harry’s memory, these were some of the best days he had with children and wife but he never knew that Y/N was so gloomy those days. He doesn’t continue reading ahead but if he did, he would find Y/N’s confessions to her diary. The confessions where she told that her classmates bully her every day. The confessions where she told that she had cuts down her arms and thighs. The confessions where she told that she was getting tired of it all. The confessions where she told that she doesn’t want to live anymore.

Harry looks around to find some trace that a person actually lives in this room but none. Bending down, he catches sight of boxes under Y/N’s bed. He pulls them out and sorts through the content and finds the missing trophies and certificates here. Packed up in 2 boxes sit everything his daughter has ever achieved and it’s a lot. A post-it note on the lid says ‘I wanted to throw these things out but I won’t because I received them from proud teachers but they’ll sit here in this box forever because my parents aren’t proud of me so I don’t want these.’

Harry wanted to cry at this point. Did his daughter really think that? Of course, he was proud of her. But it seemed as if he was trying to convince himself.

Looking through more things he finds pictures. None of Y/N herself but candid shots where the four - Taylor, Harry, Charlotte and Ethan - of them were happy. Snapshots from Charlotte and Ethan’s birthday parties, family vacations and get-togethers, breakfasts and dinners.

So many good memories but none hers.

A single tear rolls down his cheek as he apprehends everything he saw but then Ethan’s voice distracts him. “Come on Dad! Lunch’s getting cold.” He pushes everything back in and leaves the room as he found it.

After lunch, he locks himself in his studio and wonders why did he make his daughter feel like that?

Y/N was an accidental baby. An unplanned child. So her parents got another child out as soon as they could and then one more. The two other talented and beautiful children they dote on. She doesn’t fit the picture, she isn’t needed.

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Meanwhile, Y/N enters the house with tears running down her face. Nobody sees her as she quietly makes her way up to her room.

She was done. She was done with school, her parents, her siblings, her life. With everything.

Her classmates bullied her, pushed her and put her down. The teachers tried to call her parents but to no avail. Y/N walked home alone again as Charlotte and Ethan were probably eating ice cream with their mom now because today was another successful basketball practice for them.

She drops her bag, locks the door and opens the last drawer in her desk. There sit the letters she was going to put in everybody’s rooms. The suicide letters. Along them sit the different blades.

She runs through the letters to see everything she has compiled over the years. Apologies that she couldn’t be enough. Thoughts that showed just how deep she had sunk. An anchor that was the hate and needlessness from her family was pulling her down. Throwing her a life jacket now wasn’t gonna save her. If somebody wanted to risk jumping into these cold, dark waters for her and drag her out of it maybe there was hope but from how deep she was, Y/N couldn’t see the light. It’s fading.

She goes to her parent’s room first. She tapes the note onto their bathroom door, Harry’s name written in shaky handwriting. Then she sticks her mother’s note in the kitchen.

She puts the letters for her brother and sister in places where they will find the messages.

She locks her door and grabs her blades. Y/N turns on the shower, sitting under the water for some time just staring at the knives in her hands. And then cuts.

Small nicks on her hands and arms. Then slices the skin on her thighs. She relaxes a little now. The pain made her feel better. The knife hovers over her wrist. She takes a second to think about it and then Y/N slits her wrist.

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Harry stepped out of his studio and into his bedroom. He just wanted to wash his face and eat something now. He thought everything out. Everything he was gonna do for her and everything he was gonna tell her. But when he goes to open the bathroom door just to find a letter taped to it with his name written, he feels a cold hand settle around his throat.

His hands shake as he grasps the paper and pulls it off. Opening the envelope a thousand thoughts rack his mind about the contents of this note.

Dear dad,

By the time you open this envelope, I’ll be dead.

I’ll be gone. It’ll probably be because the bullying, the hate, the needlessness got too much for me. I know I was an accidental child, an unplanned one. I was a mistake. You and mom have made that perfectly clear.

I know I am not as smart as Ethan or as pretty as Charlotte or as talented as mum or you but I am me. I am so sorry that I wasn’t enough for you. I tried to be the perfect daughter for you but I’m afraid it won’t ever happen because I’m so imperfect and useless that even my parents gave up on me. I never meant for that to happen. I wondered for years what my mistake was but turns out my only mistake was being alive. So I solved that issue for you.

You can go celebrate parties and accomplishments without me bringing anyone down, you can be the perfect family because you won’t need me for that. I don’t fit the equation, I never did. But everything will be perfect after I die. So go and rejoice that such a huge burden has been removed from your life.

Even though you don’t, I still love you very much, dad.

Love, Y/N

[iwadori]

When they neglect you for another girl Part 4 (Sakusa)

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Word Count: 2.6K

Genre: Angst to Fluff

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AN: YES I DID PUT MYSELF IN THIS STORY! SUE ME. This is basically inspired by a random conversation i had w the great @teesumu, so this is basically for you doll <3

Sakusa:

You and Sakusa have been together for a around 10 years and love eachother immensly.    

However recently Sakusa has been busy and you havent really had much time together lately as he claims been busy doing loads of visits with his new agent.

But of course, being the loving partner you are you wanted to revive the spark in your relationship.

You have been seeing a lot of people on social media posting their aesthetic ‘picnic dates,’ and you knew that this was something that appealed to you before it was ‘on trend.’ Kiyoomi immediately came to your mind once you had the idea of going on a date. You knew that you haven’t be around each other lately, as Kiyoomi always had either a ‘meeting’ or some sort of ‘interview’ that his new agent “Empress” has set up for him.

You didn’t really know Empress that well, just that she was ‘good at her job,’ a ‘hard and dilligent worker,’ and a ‘raging hottie’ with Atsumu’s opinion being the last one. You weren’t suspecting her to have any malicious intent towards you or Kiyoomi, since you knew that he had a great judge of character. But it was just odd, that every time Kiyoomi was running late or having ‘super-secret’ conversations on the phone it was always because ‘my agent set up this,’ ‘my agent set up that,’ and that’s what left you a bit wary.

As you were scrolling through your phone you see a calendar updating saying : Next Week‘ A DECADE AGO WE FELL IN LOVE.’  

10 years. How could you forget? You and Omi have literally been together for a decade. You think back to the decade of madness and love you’ve been through together, smiling fondly to yourself but then you think about where you are now... barely even talking to each other, only mainly seeing him when he comes home from work.

You need to fix this. Or at least make an attempt to get you and Kiyoomi talking again. So, the only thing you can do, is plan that picnic.

You spent the rest of the day planning your anniversary picnic. ’It’s going to be great,’ you think to yourself, you have a list of all Omi’s favorite foods you're going to make him and bring and you are probably going to pick up a few board games and maybe even get some paint supplies. You and Kiyoomi used to paint a lot together, with the two of you not being the best of painters, but you enjoyed eachothers company non the less.  

Everything was sorted...for the most part. All you needed to do was get Omi there, and it’ll all be okay. Right? As you were bubbling and looking for more picnic inspo, you hear your front door open which made you even more excited to tell your boyfriend your plans.  

As you rush to go greet him, you see he’s on the phone making you roll your eyes. “No Empress it won’t work, we need this sorted by next week. Okay? Next week.” he says in an agitated way. He hangs up the phone and sighs, shoving off his duffel bag.

“Hey Omi, how was your day?” you say a bit hesitant, noticing his annoyed mood.  

“Fine” He said dismissively, aiming to walk past you aiming for your bedroom.

“Oh well I have something amazing planned for ne-” you try to say following after him.

“Can we not do this right now Y/N,” he says again turning too look at you making you frown a bit, all you wanted to do is surprise him with your plans and have a day out with him. After noticing your sad look he finishes with “it’s just that Empress she’s bee-”

“I don’t want to hear about her.” you say bitterly folding your arms, Empress is the last person you want to hear about right now “God Omi can’t you just care about me? For once.”

“I do I-”

“You don’t anymore,” you say, with all the emotions and feelings you’ve been just supressing from a while coming up. You don’t even know how you got from point A to B with this conversation, but there's no stopping now. “I feel that, for a while now we haven’t been how we were before when we were just Y/N and Kiyoomi. Instead of how we are now. Just Y/N. Then Kiyoomi and Empress.”

After hearing his agents name, Kiyoomi’s name contorts to confusion “Empress? What does she have to do with anything?”

“How can you not see? For the past month all it’s been is ‘Empress this’ ‘Empress that,’” you complain “Having your super secret conversations with her, like god Kiyoomi can’t you see a problem with this?”  

“It’s not like that Y/N, we’re just work partners” he says looking a bit annoyed “Just business.”

 “Just business? So Kiyoomi, what were you talking about on the phone earlier” you say with your voice slight accusingly.

“Umm I, I can’t really say?” he says more of a question then a fully assured statement. You squint your eyes at him and scoff.

“What is going on with you Omi?” you say “are you cheating on me with her is that it?”

“No, no of course not Y/N! How could you even ask that?” he frowned at your question making your chest hurt, since deep down you knew he could never do that to you. Could he?

“Well tell me then, what were you talking about?” you ask again.

“I can’t say..” he finishes  

“Well I can’t stay.” you say and his face goes back to confusion “Here. With you.”

“What do you mean Y/-”

“I need a break or something. I just can’t be here right now.” You start to rush and pack a big of things whilst Kiyoomi just stands there.

After you pack up your stuff, you look back and see Kiyoomi just there. Standing. You were upset, you kind of wanted him to rush after you and beg you not to leave, but he was just there. Standing. So you put the hand on the door and just before you leave you turn back and say “bye Sakusa, see you later?” to which you see him slightly nod at.

When the door shut, Kiyoomi starts to cry. After hearing you call him by his last name really twisted the knife that was already in his heart. You haven’t called him that since you were like 15. He knew what you wanted; he knew you wanted him to rush towards you and beg you not to leave, but he didn’t. He couldn’t. But what he could do is call the one person he only could call.

After a few rings, he hears “What do you need Saku?”  

“She’s gone, she left.”

“What do you mean she’s gone, did you tell her?”  

“No I didn’t tell her. And that’s the problem, Empress she think-”

“Saku, don’t worry about it. I’ll handle it.”

“You’ll handle it?”

“Don’t I always?”

He couldn’t argue with that, he just had to trust that Empress could sort it. “And also, don’t spend the week with your head up your ass crying, you’ve got a lot of grovelling to do kiddo.”

He nodded even though she couldn’t see him, as he knew that what just went down needed to be resolved, fast.

Meanwhile, on your end. You’re a mess. Sobbing all the time, tissues are your best friend, you’ve been waiting just waiting for a message or a call, or some form of communication. You just wanted to feel wanted by your boyfriend (can you even call him that now.)  

You spent the rest of the week at your parents, immersing yourself in your work and doing ‘self care’ things, trying to forget all about the argument you and Kiyoomi had.  

One day, you receive a letter, it wasn’t delivered by a mail man though. It was slid under your door, in a golden envelope sealed with a red hot wax seal. It read:

‘Dear Y/N,

My sweetheart, im sorry for how the week has been and I know a letter with only a fraction of how I feel won’t make up for how I acted that day. But im inviting you to join me at the Gardenia Botanical Gardens at 2 pm tommorow, to celebrate our 10 year anniversary.  

I know there is a big chance, you may not want to see me and I understand but please. I love you, so so much, that words can’t even describe. But I need you to see me apologise and I need to make it up to you.  

I hope to see you there, I’d wait the whole day for you. If you don’t show, I understand.

Sincerely, Sakusa Kiyoomi

P.S The theme is ‘summer hot day, tea with the queen’ - Atsumu’

You smile at the letter, but wonder if you should actually go or not. You did want to see him of course and get this all resolved, but you had your own plans for your anniversary which wouldn’t of been spoiled if he didn’t withhold his super-secret phone calls.

It took you hours to contemplate on what to do, but you decided to just sleep on it and see how you feel tomorrow. In the morning, you knew what you wanted to do. Of course, you had to go, at least to hear him out and see if he really did cheat on you or not. For all you know he’s inviting you to tell you that he’s going to run away with his agent and his secret kids they had together. You shook the negative thoughts from your head and just repeated your mantra ‘hope for the best and prepare for the worst.’

When you got there, you didn’t exactly know where he would be but he said ‘botanical gardens’ so of course you decided to just wander around there. It was nice walking around and just smelling the roses, and seeing the pretty scenery.  

“Excuse me ma’am,” you hear someone say tugging on your leg “um that mister over there told me to give you these.” Looking down, you see a small boy who looked about the age of four with a crumpled up bunch of roses handing them to you.

“Oh thank you,” you say giving the kid a head pat “where is this ‘mister’ might I ask?”

“He’s over there!” The kid pointed behind him and you look to see Kiyoomi sitting under a white gazebo which is surrounded in your favorite flowers and the table is filled with food.

You walk over to your ‘boyfriend,’ with him not noticing your present yet. When you reach him you say “I think she stood you up buddy,” you joke making him jump abit startled.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed, instantly beaming “You came you made it!” he stood up and pulled you into a hug, which you return before you remember why you came here in the first place.

“Oh I-” he says awkwardly

You decide to sit down pulling him down with you. You kind of sit there in uncomfortable silence, for a while until you both say.

“So I-”

“What are yo-”

You both laughed at your simultaneous comments, before Kiyoomi looks at you letting you speak. “What did you want to bring me here for?”

“I didn’t want, what happened last week to happen Y/N I-” he says looking a bit panicked “It wasn’t supposed to go this way.”

“Then how was it meant to go Sakusa.”

“Y/N, please don’t call me that, I know I made you upset but pleas-” he starts before getting distracted again “Y/N, I called you here to say a few things..”

“Them being.?” you ask a bit impatiently.

“I love you. I love you so much, you don’t even understand. Ever since I saw you at my volleyball game in our first year, in the stands just cheering us on. I knew that from that day, after I scored the winning point and our eyes met, that we were destined to be together. I just love you so much Y/N”

“Omi I don’t understand I-”

“Just let me finish please, It’s taken a while for me to say this. And trust me, there’s been so many times when I wanted to just say ‘hey Y/N let’s get married,’ but I couldn’t I was scared, and I wanted it to be perfect, so perfect. Because you deserve the world Y/N. That’s why I got Empress to help, I know that our conversations may seem odd, but I love you and she knows that she just wanted to help trust me. And she did, all this wouldn’t of been done if it wasn’t for her. But anyways Y/N what I waned to say was I love you and I love you and I-” he rambles on loosing track of his words.  

But in the midst of his speech, you hear all that you needed and responded with the only way you can.

“Yes.” you say simply, with a growing smile on your face.

“Yes?” he repeats confused “What do you meann ye- ohhh" Kiyoomi blushes embarrased that after all that he ended up ruining the thought out proposal he wanted to give you with his ramble.

“Im sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to say it like that I wanted it to be perfect and I-”

You shut him up with a kiss making his eyes widen as he reciprocates it anyways.  

“What did she say?” you hear someone shout from a far, and you look over to see the MSBY Jackals all standing there with shit eating grins on their faces.

“I said yes!” you yell back, to which they all cheer and rush towards you guys giving you both hugs and slapping Kiyoomi on the back.  

As the boys celebrate Omi finnally do what he’s been planning for ages, you get approached by Empress who awkwardly walks up to you. “ I didn’t want to leave the impression that me and Saku were any sort of thing?” she says

“Yeah I think it was definitely a big misunderstanding, it’s just that Omi was never around and whenever he was he was just talking to you and you know how it is.”

“I definitely know, I’d feel the same way if my boyfriend did that to me.”

“Oooh boyfriend?” you ask her feeling nosey on her romantic life.  

“Yeah boyfriend. You know iwaizumi hajime... the trainer?” she says smiling a bit when she said his name.

“The trainer! Nice.”

The rest of the night was fun and was basically an engagement party for you and Omi all you and friends just partying and celebrating yours and Omi’s love for each other. “Omi” you say getting his attention “Happy ten year anniversary babe”

“Happy anniversary, I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

After the party you spend your months now planning for a big fat wedding, with the help of your new found bestie, Empress (who you obviously misjudged from the start.) You and Omi could never be happier, every thing was back to how it was before, maybe even better. And you definitely spent at least two Saturdays a month going out for picnics and it was now a tradition in your relationship, so in the end you did get your ‘aesthetic picnic date.’

AN: WHAT DID U GUYS THINK??