#ik i bitch so much but oh my god do you ever see well accepted takes and go what the fuck is literally everyone talking about

[absolutelynotsanebaby]

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[woonhakist]

i will literally do a nose dive off the top of the empire state this is the most pain ive been in since jay was announced p10 in boys planet like my chest is pulsating w pain rn the combination of haemin and minkkumaz angst is absolutely deadly and should be banned in a minimum of 20 countries

ugh to think that haemin going out more often couldve been something as positive and simple as him just coming out of his shell but all it was was him wanting to stay away from reader holy shit the idea of someone going against their normal behaviors to stay away from u is such a painful thought and since this is JUNG HAEMIN it burns like my heart was thrown on those hot coals ppl walk on and left there forever like an incredibly overcooked steak

then the slow transition from a happy loving relationship to something completely onesided is like the most excruciatingly painful process to imagine and having to read it abt the loml has me rocking back and forth … someone fucking detain me before i go clinically insane “‘bye’ and not ‘i love you more’” please id rather have an anvil drop on my head like im wile e coyote than have to go through that

god and haemin practically discarding reader like they were nothing when all they wanted to do was talk to their boyfriend that they missed … i felt like i got shot through the heart and someone (HAEMIN) twisted the arrow like a little bitch then reader just took it and accepted the blame … oh the PAIN

and then the argument right after that … i dont even know where to start like i was lowkey touched by haemin being like “ik u get agitated when ur in public for too long” then everything got thrown out the window and stomped on at everything else he said afterwards like “i just want to live without u bothering me constantly” but reader just wants to be w u DAWG WHYYYY then holy shit the “it means im having a hard time pretending like i havent fallen out of love w u” right after it srsly ran me over a minimum of 100 times then walked away like nothing ever happened like IT HURT SO FUCKIN BAD U DIDNT HAVE TO SAY IT LIKE THAT HAEMIN LET ME DOWN EASY

then haemin trying to tell reader they lied abt the things HE said and the promises HE couldnt keep and tried to turn the tables like “i cant be w someone who isnt mature enough to understand when i need time away” and it hurt even more when reader thought that obeying him would bring him back …. god it gave me flashbacks to how my dynamic was w [REDACTED] and it near killed me

god then the stalking of his social media and seeing how quickly he moved on but reader was no where near that srsly hit the bullseye and did circles around it UGH then reader seeing everything that used to be reserved for them now used for another bitch … haemin in his recycled hoe era like damn saving the environment but not readers feelings

bye and this isnt mentioned in the story at all but i can imagine haemin gossiping and complaining w kyungmin and the gang abt reader and that hurts like 100 times worse like haemin hating u is bad enough but the thought of his friends hating u too for sumn that isnt even ur fault is so very foul

i do really like readers journey on forgetting abt haemin and loving themself (reader realizing that theyre the star was so cute actually bye) but no ending is happy if haemin isnt in it sorry realistically id never be happy again knowing haemin fuckin hates me goodbye

this whole thing was so incredibly amazing and it seriously beat me the fuck up where it absolutely hurt like those tears and those ice cream sandwiches were no joke holy fuck u broke my heart w this one dawg u should literally be insanely proud of urself for this one my GOD

everything u wanted to get across was executed so well and attacked me like a thousand man army like sumn can hurt but it cant HURT as much as this did … lord bless rin for releasing that song cuz without it u wouldnt have released this godsent haemin fic this should be put in a tumblr museum or sumn (it shouldnt actually cuz i want to gatekeep this from the world like its rapunzel and im mother gothel)

and im not sure how to put into words how ecstatic i am that you wrote ANOTHER fic for me like dedicating prince sungho to me and writing glitter on our blushed cheeks for me was WAYYY more than enough but this … omfg … this was probably one of the last things i ever expected (props to u for keeping it a secret) but i could not be any more grateful than i am rn to have this written for me like u have to be an angel sent from heaven or sumn (did it hurt when u fell from heaven Lol) cuz this u r fuckin CRAZY for doing all of this for me 😢

welcome to another episode of “omi writes a gorgeous fic and jordan goes bananas over it” but its the “omi wrote it for jordan and jordan doesnt know what to do with herself” edition like god this isnt even JUST an omi banger … its something like a million times more intense … like idek a word for it but its kinda like a “i want this tattooed on my entire body” kind of thing 😢 but for lack of a better word CHEERS TO MY FAVORITE OMI BANGER TO EVER EXIST IN THE HISTORY OF MINKKUMAZVERSE EVER THIS ONE OVERWRITES EVERY PAST FAV OMI BANGER (im gonna say this abt so many of ur fics but that just goes to show how much i love ur writing) 🥂

YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO FEEL UNLOVED

there used to be so much love there, just two people completely infatuated with one another. you've been through so much with haemin, and you thought maybe he'd fight for your relationship. but even after all this hurt part of you still loved him.

PAIRING jung haemin x fem!reader WC 2.0k TAGS lovers to exes. angst. growing apart. asshole haemin. somewhat a timeline of denial to acceptance. miscommunication. OMI NOTE another little something for my @woonhakist because i love writing for her. except unlike prince sungho it's actually angst. sorry sungho ur getting booted out of this. this has been in my drafts for about a month but now i'm motivated to get it done for u hehe. i hope you like. ^_^ (inspired by just me by rin)

the skys were clouded with pillows of dark gray. it had been rainy recently, the smell of wet pavement becoming more distinguishable as it continued. you wanted to assume that maybe it was his fault. the reason behind why your days were always so dark.

it was common to fear the unknown. being innocently unaware of what was going on behind the scenes was slowly eating at your insides; making you feel as if you were the dead carcass of a street animal, being fed on by rats.

things were different recently, he was different. haemin was going out more than usual, a breath of fresh air in comparison to the introverted persona you were used to. despite your worries, he convince you that you didn’t need to know where he was all the time.

“i’m just hanging out with kyungmin and a few other friends. do you have to be so worried?” he groaned.

“it’s not like that, haem! i just got curious…”

shouldn’t you be glad? that feeling of relief knowing he was blooming into a person that could celebrate with others. it was growth, but not in the way you expected. more or less, he was growing into someone unrecognizable.

phone dials were met with an empty line. and even when he did answer, he ended the call with a simple ‘bye’ and not ‘i love you more.’

still, you loved him to the moon and back. every couple went through a rough patch, you understood that when you agreed to be with him. though it was difficult to convince yourself you were content with how things were playing out.

often you took long walks to distract yourself from the unread text messages. it was this time at noon that was most gloomy. your umbrella collected droplets of water, dripping down the side to barely avoid you.

you saw couples on the streets, holding hands happily. they took photos together and shared hot drinks with eachother to battle the slight cold. you envied them.

because in your head, that position seemed almost unreachable. he was so far away from you, farther than you could even realize. what used to be something special between your heart and his wasn’t recognizable.

that day, you stopped going on walks. everything reminded you of the boy that was falling out of love. you came home quickly, trying to outrun your own thoughts. the bronze plate with your apartment number came into view as you dug through your bag to get the keys.

fumbling with the lock for a second, you finally open up to your home. immediately your gaze lands on an extra pair of shoes by the door, making your heart skip a beat slightly. tugging off your own, you set down your umbrella in a corner to dry.

when walking farther into the house, you see haemin sitting comfortably on the couch. he looked busy on his cell phone, paying almost no mind to your presence.

“haem! i didn’t know you would be home, where were you?” you smile fondly, letting yourself sit next to him.

“oh. i was just out for a bit.” he barley acknowledged your existence, angling his phone slightly away from your view. you noticed this, but said nothing.

“did you have fun? it was pretty rainy out today so i hope you weren’t cold.”

“yeah, it was fine.”

“that’s good! did you eat while you were out? i can always make us something for dinner, though i do need to get some groceries–”

“are you done with your questions?” he said bitterly, setting down the device to look at you.

“i’m sorry haem, we just haven’t spoken in awhile and i wanted to see how your day was.” you said in a whisper.

“don’t be so clingy, y/n. we see eachother everyday.” he tells you.

“oh. you’re right, i don’t know why i was being so silly.”

“mhm.” he mumbles under his breath before getting up from his seat towards the bathroom. 

after the door shut behind him, the pit at the bottom of your stomach grew deeper. this wasn’t like him at all. the excitement that would underlie his stoic demeanor because all the love he had for you was overflowing disappeared. could you even call it love when you didn’t exactly know what it was?

every romantic word hes ever told you felt meaningless; what happened to ‘you’re so pretty, y/n. you’re so sweet?’

you could hear haemin’s muffled voice from down the hall, before movement of caps and containers echoed the bathroom walls. it sounded like he was on a call with somebody. he came out soon after, shaking the remaining drops of water off of his clean hands. 

“i’m going out.” he calls out to you before pulling his coat off the rack.

“wait! didn’t you just go out? i can go with you if you’d like!”

“no, i’ll be out late and i know you get agitated if you’re in public for too long.”

“can’t you just stay in for a little then? what about a movie night like we always used to have?” you rushed over to him, desperate to spend any sort of time together, “i just miss you haem..”

“did anything i say get into your head? you don’t need to so clingy, i’m just going out with a couple friends.”

“haemin…” you reached out to his hand, fingertips barely getting the chance to touch him before he was pulling away like you were the plague.

“god. i can’t do this anymore, y/n. i just want to live without you bothering me constantly!” he complains, sliding both of his shoes on forcefully.

“what is that supposed to mean?” you furrow your eyebrows worriedly.

“it means that i’m having a hard time pretending like i haven’t fallen out of love with you.” he sighs, “just give it a break, y/n. you knew were never going to last."

it felt like your world was collapsing around you. there was a confused look on his face as you stood there silently, trying not to cry. you wondered what it felt like to die, and if it felt anything like this.

they say your life flashes before your eyes, yet all that flashed was memories of what you and haemin used to be. you felt stupid to think that maybe it was salvageable, but the sorry truth hurt much more than this ill fantasy.

“but you promised me. you promised me that we would work through everything together, haem. was that a lie?” you choked.

“i wouldn’t make an empty promise like that, don’t twist my words.” he muttered.

“i’m not twisting anything! when you first confessed to me you said so many sweet things and promised to always–”

“i said give it up. that was almost a year ago, okay? you can’t expect me to keep a promise like that for so long.”

“are you serious right now haemin? after all that we’ve been through?” you uttered with a hurt tone.

“i cared about you, okay? but i can’t handle this anymore.”

“you’re my first boyfriend, i– i can’t let you go without at least talking first!” your words came out as a broken sob, but haemin only looked at you with disgust.

“and you were my worst.” he scoffed, “i can’t be with someone who isn’t mature enough to understand when i need time away.”

“but–”

“don’t even look at me right now, y/n.. i don’t want to hear you speak. i’ll come back and get my things later.” he leaves you with a bitter ending, before leaving out the door.

watching the love of your life leave you with no closure and not a second word was starting to physically pain you. you felt yourself drop to your knees as his sentences rung in your mind, stringing themselves into a sequence of utmost heartbreak.

cold hardwood floors comforted the red - hot heat that began to rise up your face like a wild fire. you were embarrassed of yourself, disappointed that you couldn’t grow enough for him to see you. see that you could change.

and while he was out with no doubt in his mind that he made the right decision, your world was shattering in the comfort of the home you used to share with him.

the only time he messaged you was him asking for you to pack up all of his stuff for an easier pickup. it was clear he didn’t want to see you anymore than he had to. would he see how mature you had become in the four hours he was gone if you obeyed him?

boxing up all of his things neatly, you stripped every memory the two of you ever shared together. your house feeling ever so empty from the lack of love, trapped in between cardboard walls. 

for what it was worth, you attempted to write a note to send off with him. however, your vision was too blurry with your tears, and you couldn’t keep them in. the smudged ink added for dramatic effect, but it was too much that it was impossible to read coherent words.

your head was scrambled everywhere, and for a second you thought he was right when he said you were immature. it felt like when you were back in highschool giving him silly love notes to hide in his backpack pocket. it reminded you of how he said that they were all still there, as he never bothered to clean them out.

why couldn’t things be the way that they used to? throwing away so much because there was a lack of communication. you wanted to see him, be with him. feel the pure touch of his lips sending shockwaves to your beating heart.

but since that day, you never saw him once. rushing to grab all of his things and get out of your life, barely escaping your desperate grasp. what was once a fond moment became a distant daydream.

you were so blinded by your infatuation for him, despite the fact he never thought of you like that. once again you failed to understand much.

and things only got harder from then on, your plush pillow absorbing your tears. the air in your room only grew heavier as time continued. 

at first days, then weeks, and months were going by that you gave him so much love from afar. a comfortable distance through your phone screen where he couldn’t spit such hurtful words to you again. it was difficult to bear with his selfish sense of care.

stalking him on social media didn’t get you anywhere really. he already moved on from you. though you were unsure whether your jealousy blossomed from the fact that she was beautiful, or that he moved on extremely fast. maybe it was both.

posts of his hand intertwined with hers, captioned with cheesy song lyrics that used to hold so much meaning to you. your music taste always tended to rub off on him. 

there were long paragraphs declaring how much she meant to him, and how she was such a breath of fresh air in comparison to his past relationships. these sacred words that used to be yours. and while you remembered what the two of you had together, he could only think of her.

still, you loved him.

but things got easier, even when you thought they wouldn’t. it took some time for you to realize that being alone was a lot easier on the heart. 

there was a big takeaway from this, being that the only thing he taught you what it was like to feel unloved. though everything that happened when things were okay, you’d never take for granted. 

the sky felt brighter, and you made your walks frequent again. you remembered thinking how dreary he’d make your days seem, but it felt like you were finally able to see the sun again. because throughout the multitude of stars in the galaxy, one always shone the brightest.

even when you were blinded by a haze, it was still there. maybe you were the star.

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[imaslutforremusandsirius]

hiii babyy! could you do a overstim smut with remus? and somehow add some mocking/degrading in there, ik your busy but when you have the time <3

Overstimulation

Hellu baby!! Yes yes I can, hope you enjoyy <3

Warning: 18+!

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Remus is a sweetheart, but in the bedroom he is ruthless. Wether it‘s his wolf who can‘t get enough of you or him, he isn‘t satisfied with a few rounds of fucking. God the way he worships your body so diligently, makes you cum so many times and the way he kisses you has you melting. But his words? His words are absolute filth, degrading and mocking, cussing you out in such a gentle tone, you‘d think he was confessing his love. Remus can only be described as sin.

„Hey, Dorcas and I are having a girls night, we want you to come as well!“, Lily said as she looped her arm through yours on your way to the Gryffindor table. You sat down next to Remus, giving him a quick kiss and answered.

„I‘d love to-“, you were cut off by a hand squeezing your thigh and cleared your thoat,“ -but I can‘t, I‘ve already made plans..“

Lily pouted a little before she told you that she won‘t accept excuses next time. You put your head on Remus‘ shoulder, hissing, „What the hell was that?“

He just shrugged his shoulders, „Don‘t want you to go. I‘ve been a little restless, you know...“

Oh. OH.

You blushed a little, sitting upright and nodded. „‘Course love, whatever you need.“

He gave you an innocent smile, a mocking glint in his eyes and resumed to eat.

Oh Merlin, he‘s going to wreck you.

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„Soo“, Sirius said smirking,“Moony says he needs the dorm tonight?“

You groaned and gave him a warning look. „One more word out of your posh mouth and I‘ll tell everyone about the socks!“

Sirius instantly soberd up, raising his hands in defeat. He has been stealing James‘ socks and left them all over the castle, like a treasure hunt. It was too funny to expose him, the expression on James‘ face when he found yet another one of his socks in a potions couldron was priceless.

„No need to take out the big guns babe“, Sirius huffed. „We want the nice Moony back anyway, he‘s been a prissy git lately.“

You laughed a little, as Sirius dramatically rolled his eyes.

„I‘ll try my best.“

„Just suck his d-“

„SIRIUS!“

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„I want you to sit on the floor infront of the mirror and spread your legs.“

His tone was strict, accepting no back talk. You had to threat very carefully on nights like this, Remus was very merciless.

You nodded, getting up from his lap, but he tangled your hair in his hand and pulled you back down. You gasped when his cock pressed against your clit. He stared into your eyes, the complete domination making you weak.

„When I ask you something, you respond with your words, baby.“

„Yes Remus, I‘m sorry.“ You were breathless already, the way he was pressing against your clit made you want to grind down. Of course you didn‘t, that would mean punishment.

He gave you a curt nod and gestured on the floor between his legs. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and you sat down on the floor, your head resting back against his abdomen. Spreading your legs you waited for further instructions.

Remus let his hands wander towards your breasts, fingers ghosting over your nipples and pinched them gently. You gasped, chest arching towards his hands and he smiled, pulling them harder. Whining you closed your legs to rub your thighs so you could feel some stimulation against your clit, but his hand came down hard on your breast, making you cry out.

„Now now pup, I never told you to close your legs. You want me to see your pretty pussy right?“

You nodded quickly, spreading your legs as wide as you could. He hummed in satisfaction.

„Look at you, already dripping all over the floor. Are you really that desperate to be fucked? Huh?“, he scoffed, pinching your nipples, before he leaned down to suck at them.

You moaned as his hands came down to rest on your pussy and felt you clench under his hands and mouth.

„You cunt‘s clenching already, feel that? You miss having my cock inside of your slutty cunt? Want me to play with your clitty? Hm?“

„Please Remus, need your touch.“

He leaned back again, looking at your begging face from above and gave you a mocking grin. „Oh baby, you can beg better than that!“

You whimpered, nuzzling your face against his crotch, blinking up at him innocently. He pulled his bottom lips between his sharp teeth, a needy glint in his eyes.

„Please Remmy“, you mewled, „please. I‘m begging you, need you so bad..“

He could‘t control himself anymore, kissing you hard, his hand squeezing your throat. He pulled back a little to mutter against you lips, „Get on the fucking bed.“

You hastily got up to lay down on the bed and he slipped between your open thighs. Nosing against your inner thigh he took a deep breath.

„Fuck, I can smell your neediness. Such a desperate slutty baby I have..“ He left hot open mouthed kissed along your legs, before he slowly trailed towards your pubic bone. He locked his eyes on yours and went down, softly kissing your cunt, tongue separating your pussy lips. Your toes curled in anticipation and he suddenly licked a broad strip from your hole up to your clit, immediately moaning at your taste.

Once he tasted you he was obsessed, consumed by you, his hands holding your hips still. Remus moved as close as possible, his tongue in your hole and his nose pressed against your clit, moving his head from side to side.

„God, I can‘t get enough of you“, he moaned as he lapped at your clit, two fingers pushing inside to curl around your sweet spot, „you‘re all that I think about and. I. hate. it.“ He thrusted in brutally with every word and you cried out, locking your legs behind his head. He groaned at that, encouraging you.

„Fuck, yes ride my fingers. C‘mon you stupid brat, fuck yourself!“

You rocked your hips, broken moans spilling past your lips, the tension in your pussy getting too much.

„Gonna cum gonna cum goona cum, please Remmy! Rem- ah“

He took your clit between his lips, locking his jaw and sucked hard, his fingers hitting the spongey spot inside of you with practiced accuracy.

„Cum then.“

You lost control, crying out teary eyed as you came on his face. He was growling, the vibrations prolonging your orgasm, making your hips stutter as you grinded your pussy against his lips. He kept lapping at your cunt, drinking everything you gave him like a starved man, moaning and groaning around you.

Remus pulled back, hands twisting your ankles to turn you in your belly. He pushed his fingers inside of your again, fast and mercilessly fucking you. You cried out, trying to get away but he held your hands tight against your back.

„You didn‘t think that I‘m done with you right?“, he hissed against your ear, biting at you cheek. „I‘m gonna make you cum until you have nothing to give. Until I can‘t taste you on my tongue.“

„Rem- too much ple-“

You choked on your words as his other hand came down on your ass in quick slaps, leaving raw handprints. You were crying now, pleading with him to let you go, but that only made him fuck your harder.

„You don‘t get to deny me what is mine!", he yelled, pulling you on your knees by your hair.

He took his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue.

„Remus!“

You came again, voice shrill with the force of your orgasm, squirting a little into his mouth. He moaned against your cunt, sucking your lips and hole to get all of it.

Letting go of your head you collapsed on the bed and he turned you on your back again, kissing you aggressively.

„Want a third one before I fuck you with my cock.“

„Remmy no, I can‘t it hurts!“, your voice came out weak, begging for his mercy.

He pulled you on his bare lap, hands grabbing your face, the sheer size nearly covering your entire head. He pushed his forehead against yours, eyes flashing with rage. Oh no, this wasn‘t just Remus talking now.

„If you tell me no ever again“, he bit out, voice unusually deep, „I will tie you up with my wand vibrating in your cunt all night. Understood?“

You swallowed thickly, believing every word. „Yes Remus, I understand.“

„Good“, he cooed, voice light again, „Rub your pussy against my thigh. There you go, good slut.“

You were breathing heavy, your clit rubbing against his thigh with every move of your hips. He leaned back on his palms, lip pulled between his teeth, observing you. The way he looked at you made you needy and you whined. Lord, his gaze was so desperate to fuck you already and he let out a condescending laugh when he felt you go faster.

„Ready to cum again? Fucking whore, look at how you‘ve soaked my leg, gotta make you clean it all up after.“

His filthy words made you go faster, clit catching delicious on his leg. Remus flexed his muscles and that was enough to push you over the edge. You fell against his chest, hips still moving against him and cried out when he spanked your sore cheeks, pulling them apart to expose your hole. He spit on his fingers and rubbed against your asshole, making you convulse on his lap as you came again.

„Filthy bitch, you came again?!“

You whimpered, nuzzling his neck. He cooed, pressing kisses against your flushed cheeks. „Tell me what you want baby.“

You blinked up at him, deep in subspace and pouted. „Want your cock Remmy. Please?“

He gave you a lopsides smile, voice mimicking yours. „Please?“

You mewled, getting on your knees to nuzzle against his cock, leaving kisses on the side. He bucked his hips, spreading his legs to give you space.

He moaned as he talked, head thrown back. „Get your Remmys cock wet and I‘ll fuck your slutty cunt.“

You perked up at that, drooling on the tip of his cock and took him in your mouth, suckling lightly. Remus stroked your hair, humming with delight when your tongue rubbed against the vein on the side.

„Remuuus“, you whined, „please fuck my pussy.“

He pulled your head back and you released him with a pop. He picked you up and put you on his desk, the head of his cock teasing your slit. You jumped, legs trembling when he rubbed against your oversensitive clit.

„Remus please! Plea-“

He pushed inside, fucking you in a punishing rhythm, his hands locked around your neck to keep you upright. He was staring into your dazed eyes, his own pupils dilated with lust.

„Ah-“, your voice came out broken as you sobbed when he hit your spot, „there yes please!“

„Fuck baby“, he growled, angling his hips to hit that spot with every thrust, „you gonna cum again? Huh?“

„Yesyesyes- ah fuck please!“ You were a mess, tears stresming down your face, because it hurt so good.

He threw your legs over the crook of his arm and lifted you into the air, his cock even deeper inside you and fucked you so full of his cock, you felt him in your tummy. Obscene sounds of his heavy balls slapping against your ass and your needy moans where filling the room.

„Feel me ah in your tummy, hm? M‘gonna give you all of my cum fuck you better keep it all in.“

You were a blabbering mess, hands tugging at his hair to kiss him, his name leaving your lips like prayer. Remus pushed you against the wall, one hand on your clit as his mouth sucked on your nipples. He pushed you over the edge when he slipped one finger into your asshole.

„Full so full Remmy, Rem-!“

You cried out, cumming from the feeling of having every hole filled, squeezing him so tight that he couldn‘t hold himself up anymore. He came inside of your pussy in hot spurts, the sensation of his cum making you come again. Falling on the bed with you in his arm, cock still burried inside of you, he panted hard.

Still inside of you he rolled around so youwere underneath him, kissing your tears away. You were deep in subspace, whimpering with every soft word he spoke.

He grinned at you, proud that he could reduce you to a blubbering mess. „My good girl“, he croons, „only one to make me feel so good.“

He kissed his way down your belly and you pushed at his head. „Hurts please hurts Remmy..“

„I know baby“, he murmured, „only one more for your Remmy. C‘mon don‘t make me punish you now.“ His voice was determined , not stopping until he got one more orgasm out of you.

„Remmy“, you cried, „please, s‘too much.“ You kicked your legs weakly, trembling hands pushing at his head.

„Shut up“, he growled, „I didn‘t ask for your input.“

With that he dove in again, mouth on your hole to suck out his cum, whining as he tasted you both on his tongue. Remus pushed your legs up to your chest, rough pad of his thumb rubbing on your clit.

„Remusremusrem-“

„Go on, fuck yourself. Fucking bitch, can‘t get enough.“

You came with a high pitched shout, vision flashing white as your entire body trembled. He held you still, licking you through your high until he pulled away, face glistening with your arousal.

„Clean it up, pup.“

You kissed his cheeks, licking up your cum with sluggish movements and he kissed you when you were done.

He pulled you to his chest, cuddling you close. „Rest, baby. You did good.“

With that you passed out.

[mythiccheroacademia]

Happy New Years Hotties!!!

hey :) i know your dash is flodded with beautiful new year’s posts and i just wanna pop in and add my own little thank you note. if you read nothing else, at least read this.

after the year we just had, you deserve some big gross romantic declaration of love and then a new year’s kiss. so lemme just say i love you and give you a smooch. you survived all 365 days and that’s some real hot girl shit. thank you for being you. i’m shaking some metaphorical ass for you bc you are that bitch

wishing nothing but inner peace, self love, confidence, happiness, big moneyyy and all the pretty bitch shit you could ever want in life <3

now that that’s over, wanna see me be a cornball beneath the line?

i’ve attempted to write this an embarassing amount of times. so now im forced to write this 2 hours before midnight at a church event....wearing white like im not on the most sinful app in my phone...in front of my mother...keeping a straight face in front of 100 people...and this wig is squeezing tf out my head. this is prolly not gonna be perfect and if i forget anything or anyone, my b dawg. i’ll be back to edit

so let’s get into it. no beta, we die like hot girls 

there’s about 5.4k+ of y’all i’d like to individually thank, but that’s impossible in the time constraint i have. so, for now, pls accept this embarrassing thank you/love letter. im not gonna act like i dont spill my heart out to yall on a daily. but imma do it again. this yr was trash tbh. everyone was being tested like all hell, but we’re here and i’m very grateful for that. my heart is full from all the kind hearts i’ve met throughout my time on here. 

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to my mutuals, your presence literally blows my mind bc there was certainly a time i talked to me, myself, and i LMAO. i was so nervous to speak to anyone outside of asks bc a bitch was shy, but you’ve all accepted me with open arms and have made my time on here that more bearable. thanks for tolerating me bc ik i’m a lot sometimes hehe. y’all are cool asf and a large reason why i haven’t called it quits. no matter what i want the best for y’all. thank you, i love you 

also i have to write a special shout out to @bnhainthewoo and @melanimed bc you two hoes are stuck w me forever. even tho ion like yall niggas all the time, i love y’all like sisters. you’ve supported me through some real shit and i cant say thank you enough. i’d literally fight anyone for y’all also @liltodo @cellotonin @kingtamakimurder @tamasoft @kelatonin @mrs-atushiro @itsbabyysunnyy @mypimpademia @myhoodacademia @infernaltribute7 @sheerxradiance (i’m forgetting so many people but my mom just asked why i’m typing so much and im PANICKING) you all are people that i was lowkey highkey geeked to get to know and blogs i look up to. when i figured out you followed me, i smiled a lot and every time i interact with y’all i literally tell myself ‘don’t fuck this up cece.’ it’s sick LMAOOO i appreciate you and idk man, i just genuinely like you guys a lot and ion be liking people like dat. hope y’all are well and know that i have real love for you. i’d revoke my hottie card for y’all <3

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to my anime anons, bitchhhhhh y’all are a RIOT. thee harem house is a mess!!! the way you keep my on my toes is sickening. you guys deserve a medal. you make my tumblr experience so fun, i can’t thank y’all enough. you make me feel all kinds of emotions and i’m always asking myself, “now how’d we end up here?” KSSKSK. please know that i’m grateful for every note and ask. i hope you all are having a wonderful new year. i love youuuuu

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to my followers, if anyone deserves the biggest thank you, it’s y’all. you’re the main reason i write. the comments and interactions i get from you....i dont understand how i got so lucky. you’ve seen some shit on here yet you still stay. like bitch wtf. WHY ARE Y’ALL STILL HERE??? you make me smile and i honest to God wish i could hug you all. thank you for believing in my writing. thank you for believing in me and this blog. and thank you for being some real ass pretty bitches

i had more to say but i’d be here all night. happy new years y’all. be safe and know i care about you. thanks for surviving 2020 with me. y’all are some hot girls fr fr

i’m about to tag everyone and their mama. if i forget you, pls know i dont mean it and I”M COMING BACK. i have to do this in the next 3 min jdknfk;fk i love you. don’t come at me sideways! i beg!!!

@sems-diarie @sunshineszn @pinkceokjin23 @chefakari @black-bhabie-2000 @azura-galaxy @amajikibby @des-the-girl @blkanimegyal  @iiminibattlehero   @lilsparkyswife @stellarxfresh @mintballoons @reebgirl13 @bnha-baddie @vixenpen @oshun-energy @vangooh-works @tediursula @oh-sotired @azura-galaxy @fuckingyaoimann @astrablossom @todorokiaimee @thermaflute @saitamastamaticsoup @velvesagi @blkladyelle @sweetbakugou @shayiswifey @vodrea @bakugoustanaccount @shhhlikeme  @bnhatrashh @niggacaaaaaat @tododeku-or-bust (couldnt forget to add you<3)

[sue-me-wright]

Been thinking about @flamboyant-prince 's S-support drama, and got permission to add to the universe, haven't written anything in a while but heehoo let's do it.

"Hmm... Well this isn't very helpful..." 

Oboro grimaced at the paper in her hand. She had been hoping to visit the accessory shop after greeting the Summoner and heading back home, but the hand-drawn map she received was rather vague. The Aether Resort had been easy enough to find but... whatever "main road" she was supposed to start at could have been any of the myriad of busy streets she'd already passed.

"Well, Styer has told me before that Summoners see things a little more simply that Heroes do," she murmured to herself before crumbling the paper in one hand. She'd just have to ask directions from the next person she saw, and she headed up the next road. Only walking a little, she came upon the dining hall to find another Hero sitting on the side steps. Hold on. Is that..?

"Lord Takumi?" She leaned over slightly and met his eyes as he glanced upwards at the sound of his name.

"Oboro?" He quirked an eyebrow at her, confused. There wasn't an Oboro in Kravice's army, was there? "Did you just get summoned here?"

"Oh, no. I'm actually here from an allied Askr to greet the Summoner. You know, just to say hello and give a gift of feathers. I was actually trying to find the accessory shop but..." She took a seat on the step next to him. "You looked trouble. Would you mind if I lent you an ear?"

Takumi looked down at his hands. Yes, having someone to spill his guts to about everything he was feeling right now sounded good but... Well, it wasn't that he didn't trust Oboro, there was just no real way of knowing if she was the same Oboro who pledged to protect him as his retainer so long ago in Hoshido, or if he was the same lord who accepted those vows. 

Finally he raised his head, stared off into the distance and said, "Do you...have an S Support?"

"Actually, I have two." She held her hands above her head, and there on each of her ring fingers sat a ring, twinkling in the evening light; one gold, the other rose gold, and though both were engraved with an S, the names upon each differed. "I've had these for so long, I sometimes forget they're there."

The faint smile, the look in her eye... they told Takumi plenty. "You must really love them both, huh? The two you have S supports with?"

Oboro took a deep breath. There was no short answer to that question. "Well, yes, but actually no." She traced her thumb over the rose gold ring, tracing the name "Styer" with her fingertip as she began to let her emotions take reign of the conversation.

"For Styer -- the Summoner of the Askr I'm from, that is -- I've been supported with her from the moment I was summoned. The first thing she said to me was... well she actually yelled 'MY WIFE!!' right there in front of everyone. When she came over and took my hand, there was suddenly a ring there. We had a C Support.

"And I was so angry at her. This is kind of embarrassing to tell you but... I was completely infatuated with, well, not you specifically, Lord Takumi, but the Lord Takumi I served. I only wanted a support with him, and I asked her to break our support, but she wouldn't do it. She said that she loved me too much.

"Time just kept going by and our support went up. Finally, we had gotten to S rank and I realized that somewhere along the way, I had fallen in love with her too. Honestly, I can't believe I ever wanted to break our support in the first place; the thought hasn't crossed my mind since. I'm really happy with her now.

"But... there was also the time when she showed up." A shadow seemed to fall over Oboro's face as she looked to the ground, her bangs falling to somewhat obscure her eyes. "The other me. The bride version of me. She was so beautiful in her bridal attire that I... well I..." She finally turned back to Takumi, the expression on her face pained -- her squeezed-shut eyes saying "I want to cry just thinking about it" and the forced smile upon her mouth saying "Not here. Not now."

"I was just so worried Styer'd want to break our support, y'know?"

Oboro looked away. She inhaled. Exhaled. Inhaled again and steadied her emotions. "I thought for sure she'd want that version of me over this one. I mean, who wouldn't want their wife as their bride. But... she never did. And I'm honestly not sure I could have handled it."

"You must feel the same way for your other S support, huh?" Takumi cut in, feeling it was the right time to ask.

"With Ike? Oh, no, of course not! We're really good friends and I'd trust him with my life, but there's nothing romantic between us. Besides, I'm pretty sure he has someone he's in love with already. We're... how did Styer put it... 'married for the tax break?' We're both tanks on the battlefield, so it made sense to give us that extra boost when fighting near each other. But otherwise, that's all we are to each other: just two members of Team Break Y'Face."

Looking like she was about to turn the conversation back to Takumi, Oboro began to speak when the cellphone in her pocket -- did she even have pockets? -- began to ring. Since Askr only had medieval-level technology, it was a flip-phone, of course. Excusing herself, she flipped open the phone.

"Hello?" 

"Hey, Oboro." -- from his spot next to her, Takumi could hear the voice on the other end of the line.

"Hi, Ike, what's up?" Ah. It was her other S support calling.

"It's Arvis, he's causing trouble again. He's still bitter about being kicked off the team and well... I'm just gonna put you on speaker phone..." The sounds around him made it obvious he was in battle just then, and finally, through the sounds of chaos came the unmistakable shout of a girl screaming "GET FUCKED BITCHES!"

Oboro's expression went dark as it twisted her face into its signature ugly expression, they one she wore when she came across Nohrians, the one that could give a child nightmares for a week. "By the Gods. Was that Lysithea?"

"Yeah."

"Isn't she, like, twelve? …Please, PLEASE tell me I didn't just hear Leanne say 'Hoes mad'."

"You did. I'm sorry, I would take care of him myself, but, y'know. Axe versus red tome ain't gonna get me far, plus my res isn't great."

"It's okay. I'll come back as fast as I can and beat his ass." With that, she ended the call and put her phone away and pulled her spear from the same pocket -- seriously, did she even HAVE pockets?? -- and stood abruptly.

"Sorry, Lord Takumi. I know I was supposed to hear you out, but looks like I ended up doing all the talking! But I really have to head out now. Maybe I'll see you around sometime?" With no time to wait for an answer, she ran off towards the castle gates. Though before she got too far, she turned back to him and called:

"Oh wait, I almost forgot to say two things! Lord Takumi, just know that, no matter what you're going through, even though I probably can physically help you, I'll be cheering you on! Also, I like your casual clothes! They look good on you!"

And with that, she finally hustled off, leaving Takumi to mull over everything that was going through his head.

[violetwolfraven]

A sudden revelation came to me : the big twin besties!!! Davey Sarah Mike Ike would be chaos if they’re together but that is okay bcs we love them. That is all thank you💕

They would!! I’m gonna do them in modern AU, so I hope that’s okay, Rai!!

This is going to be pure chaos. Nothing else. Literally no part of this is serious. It’s just pure dumbassery among friends.

Also Les definitely does dance competitions. He goes to the same studio as Race. He competes in a mini division and he does tap and hip hop and his group wins. Fight me.

Tw: swearing.

...

“Davey, pop the popcorn faster!” Sarah hollered from the living room.

“Sarah, shut the fuck up!” Davey hollered back. He loved his sister, but she annoyed the hell out of him.

Well, Les did, too. He guessed it was a sibling thing in general, but there was something about knowing someone since before birth that gave you a special ability to get on their nerves.

Plus, it wasn’t like he could make the microwave work any faster.

“What are we watching tonight?” he called while he waited.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Sarah shouted indignantly.

At the same time, Mike yelled, “We’re binge-watchin’ Liv and Maddie!”

“Oh, of course! That’s so fuckin’ obvious!” Davey shook his head, wishing he could stop himself from smiling as he muttered to himself, “We’re such huge fucking dorks.”

They were, of course, watching Liv and Maddie because they were two sets of twins left alone in a house for the night, and that tv show was about a pair of twins. The Jacobs parents were taking Les to a dance competition and the Guzman parents were going to a wedding.

Honestly, Davey was pretty sure they’d left them all together because out of the four of them, Sarah was the only good cook, Mike was the only good driver, Ike was the one who knew how to operate a can opener, and Davey was the one with common sense. Together, they formed a fully-functional teenager.

Also, they all already had partners, so the parents trusted them to be left alone all night together, unlike when Sarah and Ike asked if they could have Jojo, Hotshot, Katherine, and Jack over, too.

Davey heard the TV start up and silently willed the microwave to work faster.

“Ya can’t start without Davey, Sar—“

“Ike, I don’t know how to break this to ya, but I don’t give a shit.”

Honestly, Davey had expected that, “Thanks for tryin’, Ike!”

“No problem, Dave!”

The popcorn finally finished popping, and Davey grabbed the huge bag of M&Ms on the way out of the kitchen with it before going to join his sister and friends in watching Liv and Maddie’s shenanigans.

Ah yes. The ultimate twin night. Admittedly, the feral energy of all four of them was better than it would’ve been if it was just him and Sarah.

And Ike was smirking at his phone, which of course meant Davey had to tease him.

“Textin’ Hotshot, huh?” he asked, poking him in the shoulder.

Ike batted his hand away, “Shut up.”

Mike laughed, “Ooh, that means there’s somethin’ to hide.”

Sarah slung an arm around his shoulders, “Are you gonna fight? Cause I honestly can’t decide who’d win.”

“Nope,” Davey said automatically, “Can’t do that. We can’t have any death matches destroying the living room or our folks will never let us do this again.”

“I guess the blood would ruin your carpet.”

“Well, Mikey, it’s not like I don’t know how to get blood out of things.”

“Why—oh. Okay.”

Sarah laughed maniacally at the look on his face. It wasn’t that he looked grossed out or anything, just kind of surprised to be thinking about it.

Davey was pretty familiar with having to grab spare pads from the hall closet if the bathroom ran out and tagging along on milkshake runs during Sarah’s time of month, but he guessed a boy without sisters wouldn’t have to think about that kind of thing.

“So, how are things with Hotshot?” he asked, changing the subject.

Ike shrugged, “Good. How’s Jack?”

“He’s over here like, all the time,” Sarah said, rolling her eyes, “Or Davey’s over there. It’s cute in a gross way.”

“Fight me, Sarah. You’re the same way with Katherine.”

“Bitch—“

“Stuff with Jojo is good, by the way,” Mike chimed in, “God, I love him.”

“We get it, you’re cute, now shut up.”

Sarah swatted him, “That’s not very nice, Isaac.”

“Yeah, those are bold words from someone who’s baby pictures I have access to,” Mike agreed.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Try me, bitch.”

“Again, we can’t have a death match without destroying stuff,” Davey reminded them, “So can we just kick back and watch our show?”

Ike butted his head against Davey’s shoulder like a cat affectionately, “We should skip forward a couple seasons so we can watch Liv and Holden break up and cry.”

“No,” Sarah said immediately, “My eyeliner looks really good today.”

“You’re at a sleepover,” Davey pointed out, “Why did you even do your eyeliner?”

“David, I swear to God.”

“You swear to God what?”

“Don’t listen to him,” Mike said, reaching over to hug her, “You look fuckin’ amazing and you and Kathy usually make the rest of us look like slobs.”

“Aw, thanks Michael.”

“Don’t call me Michael.”

They actually managed to watch about half the episode without talking, before Ike shattered the silence.

“Okay, but do we think Joey’s gay?”

“I think Willow’s obsession with him is creepy and it’s super questionable how the writers played it off for laughs,” Mike admitted, “I think Joey does like girls, though. He has chemistry with a few different girls for like one episode each.”

“But he definitely has a thing for Josh in the later seasons,” Sarah pointed out.

“Oh, yeah. Good point. Maybe he’s bi or pan.”

Davey had never thought he’d have a conversation like this, but he had to admit they had a point.

“Maddie and Willow would’ve made a cute couple,” he said, “Maddie can’t drive. That alone is proof she’s not straight. And Liv had chemistry with Holden, but she would’ve been cute with Andie, too.”

“Oh, preach, bro,” Ike agreed, “And I think one of my first crushes when I was in middle school was actually on Parker from Liv and Maddie, so...”

“Parker’s bi and ace,” Mike said immediately, “I’m callin’ it. I don’t even need any evidence; just by vibes. He’s just this bi-ace mad scientist.”

“But seriously,” Sarah insisted, “Joey had a thing for Josh and I think it was requited.”

Davey rolled his eyes, “Duh. Was that ever up for debate after that one episode where the only thing that made Josh feel better about his breakup with Maddie was Joey?”

“So in short, none of the Rooney siblings are straight,” Mike concluded.

“Yup.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Yes.”

Davey smirked, “Kinda like how none of the siblings in this room are straight.”

“Aw,” Mike grinned, “Are you sayin’ you sees Ike and I as siblings?”

“More like we’re all in a cult and we call each other siblings, Brother Mike.”

“Oh yes of course, Brother Davey.”

“You’re both ridiculous.”

“Are you actin’ like you have custody of the brain cell, Sister Sarah?”

“No, of course not, Brother Ike. Brother Davey has it. He just never uses it.”

“I use the brain cell frequently, thank you very much,” Davey said indignantly, “Just not in conversations with people who don’t even have one.”

“Oh, burn!” Ike shouted, and Davey accepted a high five.

It looked like Sarah didn’t have anything to say to that. Probably because she didn’t have the brain cell.

Whatever. If the Rooney siblings could survive with only one brain cell, which the youngest sibling always had, Davey was pretty sure the four of them could, too.

...

This probably makes no sense if you’ve never seen Liv and Maddie. I’m sorry.

[liathgray]

yes hi its me 💜💜💜 writnon 💜💜💜 which is still the cutest nickname and im glad you gave it to mee akdhsgsh

im never gonna say no if you ask if i want an example i love you and trust you and admire you So Much pls lemme see the Illegal Planning Spreadsheet

also a bitch is nonbinary (agender or voidgender but im still ??? about which cuz 🌟 voidgender 🌟 but also 🎊 agender 🎊 yknow???? i think voi/void pronouns are The Shit which honestly makes me feel like im leaning towards voidgender but who knows ill figure it out eventually qkdhdgk) anyway the point is im currently going by they/them pronouns if you dont mind!!!

p sure thats everything i wanted to say? im still: chugging along with that spreadsheet outline but its really helped me keep track of everything yhat goes everywhere!!! 🤩🤩🤩 so thats good

as always theres no pressure to qmswer i hope youre doing well oMG i just remembered: i got accepted into the uni i applied to!!!! so ill hopefully be transferring there in the fall if all goes well 😃😃😃😃

qldjdhsk alright Now i think its everything akdhdjdld

stay safe i love you

- writing anon

ik i said voi/void but also like(its writnon again hi),,,,,, the idea of being referred to as galaxyself or starself is making me *vibrates at a speed unknown to man* wish there was a non clunky way to use black holes as a neopronoun but its chill ig

no one:

not anyone:

not a single person:

me: ik im writnon but im gonna be So Goddamn Nonbinary in ceces inbox today akdbdbdk

(its writnon again sorry) but then again pronouns arent indicative of gender identity and i am p comfy in the agender, yknow? its nice every time i say it to myself any and all dysphoria gets thanos snapped, i think i just think void pronouns are v v pretty like galaxy pronouns are,,,, like bruh,,,, imagine being referred to as a galaxy like,,,, multitudes??? bro i contain a universe inside me how about that nebulas, black holes, stars thatre born and grow and die only to be pulled back together like arent we all made of stardust??? the iron in my veins is the same iron that burns in the heart of stars and holds them together like its so pretty and powerful

akdhsks sorry its just someone asked me during class yesterday about my pronouns (i have them set to they/them on the website i use for college) qnd they wanted to know if they were using my preferred name i 🥺🥺🥺🥺 im still on the gender high yknow????? -writnon

LMAO dude its chill I’m also mega superhell nb so I don’t mind the rambles!

So.. okay should I go with they/void? I mean I’m probably not gonna be referring to y'all too often with pronouns BUT you did give me a lot go options! I just wanna be sure on which are chill to use!

Sidebar wow I... don’t think I’ve ever really viewed it like that. I’m glad you’re able to find some part of yourself in this idea of galaxies and something universal.. something with multitudes.... something thats still in and a part of you. That’s just. I’ve never framed it like that to myself before! And I just love that for you sm! It makes me so happy and excited to see the ways people connect with gender cause its so abstract and personal... wow..

Also I TOTALLY get the Gender Euphoria!! Like, okay recently I decided fuck it im bored and wanna take a class. First day the TA asked for names and pronouns and everyone has been using they/them for me since!! hearing people say it out loud really just Hits Different and im not out to ppl I see irl so... I maybe had to turn off my cam and cry lmao.

gender euphoria pt 2 electric boogaloo: I got my first binder recently!!! I put it on and Oh My God the?? the FEELING??? I was smiling so hard all day and jumping around cause I didn't know this is what being in your own body was supposed to feel like!!!! aaannddd now im rambling too lmao 

tl;dr: I love that for u and 100000% get the gender high MWAH

[vespiiqueen]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last 10 people who reblogged something from you (if you want !! 💛💖)

Wow I rambled a lot with this but i can't add cuts bc I'm on mobile rn DHSISHSJ sorry :"))))

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1. Ik Ik "haha how cringe are you" of me to say, but honestly? Homestuck. Homestuck helped me in a time of need and when i so desperately wanted something to latch onto. Finally, I caved into my friends telling me to read it-- and it's been a blast!! The epilogues / hs^2 make me feel kinda sad though, because so much of what I loved about the original was yeeted through the nine circles of hell and into the trash. I love Y/ffany's (I call her Yippi tho) design, the art is really pretty at times, Harry is a major dork, I LIVE for seeing Vrissy bc honestly?? Her design is 10/10, very early 2000s emo style and I also live for that. Tavros is cute and a nerd and I think that's swell!

But in terms of story and how any of this happens, it makes me sad to see it happen. If Vriska could return as Vrissy, why not OTHER beta trolls? Where's my Eridan fish man, writers?? Give me the boy or perish by my fury.

2. Also super "haha how cringe are you" but,,, murder cats (Warriors), esp the early 2005-2015 amvs and stuff. I remember watching Flightfootwarrior's "I Will Not Bow" Scourge amv for HOurs and having no clue what was happening, but all these edgy kitties were KITTIES! It's introduced me to a lot of music I still listen to to this very day (Imagine Dragons, Young/the entirety of Hollywood Undead, Breaking Benjamin). And yknow what?? This new arc is absolute chaos, but in the good way.

I'm an "OG Fan". I prefer the first arc, The Prophecies Begin, to almost any of the other arcs. I just could never get into the other arcs-- not to say I haven't read them, I HAVE and the Fire Scene was probably one of my favorite moments beside grumpy Jaypaw, god complex Lionblaze, and fear the gods Hollypaw. I thought the build-up for it was SUPER satisfying. Gray Wing is my baby and I fully embellish in the Gray Wing is Silverpelt theory.

This new arc is definitely something new for the universe. While I didn't read aVoS (but I may do that if i can find the files for it), and so I don't know the major events of it other than what I've seen M.A.P.'s (Multi-Animator Projects, for clarification,,, bc unfortunately that term is also something disgusting). There's fucking cat possession and all the Clans questioning their belief system, yo. Shit be on fire.

Also the Imposter is 100% Ashfur, that's canon now, yeah??? Also im sorry but fuck Root x Bristle that's the dumbest shit I have ever seen. Give me Root x Shadow or face the wrath of my dragon plushies.

RiverClan is my Clan and my gov assigned warrior name is Fireshell 🌟🌟

3. As much as I hate the author,,,,, Harry Potter. It's been a major part of my life for as long as I can remember. I can never really remember why, but I've always just loved it- the movies, the books, the extra little merch that would pop up in my local Walmart. Of course my favorite character is Draco Malfoy. I could go on and on and ON about how I think his character arc was SHIT and JKR didn't have the balls to make him a confident gay man that was always implied through the text (at least, my lesbian ass thought it was implied but i may just be projecting, idk). I could ramble about Draco for HOURS and what I think his character SHOULD have been and how his parents are horrible (more specifically, Lucius bc Narcissa [?] Actually showed a few good moments), and a child should never have to pay for their parents sins.

Oh noo, Draco's a villain because he's a victim of major abuse and peer pressure? He's a villain because a literal child can be horrible and they'll always always always stay as a horrible little fiend?? Fuck that. He's a child.

Unlike manchild grease pan Snape, who was a racist piece of shit and shouldn't have became a fucking school teacher but it's okay because he was ~~~in love~~~. No, fuck you, he was a creep. James Potter n Co may have been a little posh bitch to you, Snape, but that's no fucking excuse to continue to bluntly be a little cunt all the way into adulthood. You're an adult who flatly changed your PATRONUS to imitate Lily's. You have no excuse. And Harry went and named his child after you LIKE JESUS CHRIST, DID RON'S SISTER NOT HAVE A SAY IN THE NAMES TOO?????

I also fully adore the idea that Muggles can run into Hogwarts and their patronus can 100% be a made up, fantasy creature. Imagine you learn the patronus spell and suddenly fucking ARCEUS comes from your wand. Imagine learning the spell and CHTULU (i did not spell that right but im so tired) comes from your wand-- an entire ass fucking Lovecraftian, Eldrith horror is just the embodiment of you. What if it was a fucking Homestuck character like Vriska? How fucking METAL would that be?? Hskajssowjjsjs get on it fandom.

4. Hee hee very evident by my url but Pokemon is another major thing of mine. While vespiquen isn't my favorite (that title goes to Hydreigon), it is definitely up there!

I've ALWAYS enjoyed the idea of Pokemon. You run around, training up these fight monsters and collecting them. I remember playing my sister's Ruby version on her flip-up Gameboy. I couldn't even read but I ran around catching god only knows how many of the same pokemon wherever she was. Apparently, I had fought for hours in the same area and leveled her Blaziken up to lvl 50 something and left her lvl 30s in the dust LMAO.

I got my first game when it was Pearl/Diamond. It was Pearl, and it still holds a very fond place in my heart. I could barely read, I could barely write-- I had named my Turtwig something along the lines of "MmorpHy" and my player boy "ZbsibJ". Yes I remember the names slightly. I really didn't get far-- I barely got to the first gym but I was just so happy to play it.

I eventually lost the game, as a 5 year old would do, but I can still vividly remember what was happening when the game arrived. I had just came back from the dentist and was quite tired from fighting the dentist bc I was super scared. Mom suddenly handed me a box and said it was mine-- my overseas (at that time) dad had bought me Pearl and my sister Diamond, because I lost my shit about it when he visited one time.

Well, tdlr, I played it for about five minutes while struggling to stay awake against the loopy gas they made me take. I fell asleep listening to Twinleaf Town's soundtrack. Every time I play a rom of Pearl and I get to where the player's house fades in and I hear that first tune of the song, I get a huge smile on my face and cry-- as.. Weird as it sounds.

A few years later, I had gotten Pokemon Black bc I liked Reshiram on the cover. Now, this one I could actually READ when playing, but I don't remember a lot of things about it. I probably lost this one too, as a 8/9 year old would do. I DO remember, I chose Snivy and my sister chose Tepig (hrmm there's a theme here of grass/fire goin on......) and vibing to the music. I was so amazed by the sprites moving, I just kept getting into encounters to see the sprites move (oh boy, no one tell younger 7-9 y/o me about Zelda......oh wait....)

Playing Pokemon NOW, as a 17 year old """gifted""" chick, I stil have very fond memories. I recently beat Pokemon Black again and GOD the OTS SLAPS. I fucking adore the soundtrack-- the track that plays when you battle a trainer, the low health dings being turned into a legit song that also slaps, the battle! gym leader themes-- and oh my gOd, the legendary theme is amazing? It really tells you just how glorious these pokemon are supposed to be. It's not intimidating like Groudon/Kyroge/Rayquaza's themes. It's not action packed like Palkia/Dialga's is, it's not filled with tension like Giratina/Arceus's is-- but it radiates the GLORY that the beasts portray. And I live for that. (Also, Kyurem's version is my favorite because it glitches in the beginning and that's rly cool)

P/D/P and BW/BW2's stories, imo, are some of the greatest ones. Yeahhh, US/USUM's is cool and I haven't played XY nor SwSh-- but the ones I can find memorable are PDP and BW/BW2. I love N. I love Barry. They're my sons. Ghetsis is fucking terrifying, Cyrus needs a hug. Giratina scared the piss out of me when I was younger, which was NOT helped by Giratina and The Sky Warrior.

I think my favorite movies are the gen 4 ones. The Rise of Darkrai having a tear-jerking theme for such a mysterious pokemon (i still tear up when i hear Ocarion), Giratina being spiteful is a mood and Shaymin was cute, Arceus being angry is also a mood. Yeah, Pokemon 4Ever made me cry my eyes out over Celebi, Mewtwo Returns made me again cry because Mewtwo accepting who he is, I remember how vastly different the BW movies are-

I just. I have a lot of memories with the series, even if Gamefreak and Nintendo kinda do the series dirty a lot (your top-grossing thing and you made That monstrosity for the Switch? How dare you.). It's comforting to be stressed and pull up my roms for the games and to play them. Mystery Dungeon is incredibly fun to play, Pokemon Ranger is really fun with the concept (Shadows of Almia continues to kick my ass to this very day and FUCK the Jungle Relic, I hate the Water Challenge fucking gyarados bullshit). I remember the pokemon I got for MD (I got Time, my sis got Darkness) was Mudkip, if that is any help.

I love my little fictional pixel monsters.

5. Yup, someone told tiny 7-9 y/o me about console games. The legend of Zelda. My first Zelda game was Twilight Princess on the Wii and BOY did I play the fucking SHIT out of that game.

Honestly, looking back and looking at playthroughs now-- I still love TP. Twilight Princess is still one of my top favorite Zelda games-- yes, even after playing OoT, Majora's Mask, Wind Waker, Skyward Sword, the anniversary four swords edition for the DS where you could play by yourself (Nintendo pls bring that back, I don't have friends to play it with ;-;), Phantom Hourglass- ect.

Something about Twilight Princess grabbed me by the head and yeeted me into the world. I can remember playing it for hours with little to no breaks. I, a tiny 9 y/o, had gotten the hang of the controllers and managed to get past the tutorial quite easily. And then, I was launched into the game and I wasn't stopping for NOTHING. Mom and Dad would have to force me to save and get off to go and eat dinner. THAT sucked.

I had done everything on my own up until the first temple, the forest temple. Not where/when you saved the dumb kid, but when you were saving the spirit's light. Theeeeeeennn I got stuck on the fucking Forest Temple for deadass six months straight. I'd play for hours, running around in circles, unable to figure out where to go, and because I didn't grasp the temple's purpose of being that way- I'd get angry and get off. It wasn't until dad looked up a walkthrough and talked me through what I was supposed to do that I learned how to get through temples.

I had gotten to the last little fight with Ganondorf before the Wii broke and i could no longer play. Despite the Wii being broke and we got rid of it, I was ADAMANT on keeping the game, and I kept that game for YEARS. It was an original copy out of a sealed box, and I eventually lost it when I left it accidentally at my now ex-friend's house.

She had a Wii and I went "hey I have a Wii game!" And I brought my Zelda over. Worst fucking choice of my goddamn life. Mom called me to come home and said I couldn't sleep over like the original plan was, and that was it. My ex-friend stashed my Zelda and I never saw it again. And, even if I wanted to-- I couldn't get it back, which makes me upset. We had a BAD falling out. She likely doesn't even remember it's there, or sold it to the local game junkie kid who buys ALL games.

But I still love the game. Midna was amazing, and I loved how snarky she was and she has a very cute design! The game's OST is fucking phenomenal. Midna's Desperate Hour makes me cry bc goddamn it really sells how serious that situation is. I love Hyrule Field's theme in this game. I love the Twilight Realm's song. Zant was fucking hilariously scary. Ganondorf's design in this game scared the piss out of me when I was younger.

Midna and this game's Link and Zelda are def my favorites. Yeah yeah, Sheik is cool and all I Guess but dhsushwishs Midna holds the special place in my heart. She was totally my gay awakening BUT

For other game antagonists, I adore Ghirahim-- let's go you funky little queer-coded villain. Skull Kid was great, I love the entire dynamic of him. Prankster lost soul stumbles upon Majora's Mask and the mask makes him act out due to powers-- which, I actually took very heavy inspiration from for one of my OCs. The moon falling to Hyrule was a fucking terrifying looming threat.

But the game series holds a place, and I've yet to be able to play BoTW-- although, I'm fairly certain I'll like it. The playthroughs I've watched of it are all fairly decent! I just. Gotta save up enough money to buy it haha.

Dang guess I gotta go watch a Twilight Princess playthrough again.

Honorable Mentions:

Avatar: the Last Airbender, specifically Book 3

my OCs definitely make me happy, they're my children and I'd ramble A LOT longer if given the chance WHEEZE

My friends, but I didn't add them here bc it's more fictional stuff, I presume

Baking. I love to bake cupcakes.

Painting is fun. I'm an artist and goddammit im going to use painting as an excuse to make a mess.

Fire. I rly like fire, down to a pyromaniac level. However, i hate the fires that happened to my home town, the Great Smokey Fires of 2016-- THAT pissed me off. How dare you burn mountain landscapes to the ground. Perish.

History. I'm a history nerd.

I'm also a science nerd.

But fuck math, I cannot comprehend math to save my life.

For some reason, I rly like learning how the human body works??? like did you know, organs are actually sticky when touched by a bare hand?? Did you?? How fucking cool is that.

Bakugan. I love Bakugan, esp the DS game. I love my Darkus Leonidas. Give me back the online world, you peasants-- I want my Darkus Dragonoid. (Also fuck all my friends from when I was in kindergarten- my theory that Alice was Masquerade was somewhat correct.)

[sofhyuck]

Greasy Baby

Genre: fluff, greaser!hyuck

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N this au stems from some enlightening conversations with @cinanamon who is graciously allowing me to use some of her ideas, this one’s for you bb ;))))

greaser!hyuck is...a lil shit to say the least

like ye he’s a handsome boi i mean,,,imagine him in a leather jacket,,,hair gelled back,,,yes pls

but he knows him and his group of bois (dreamies hello) are hot shit and he’s not afraid to show that he knows it

him and the dreamies are always seen cruising around town,,, harassing hollerin at the ladies from the inside of hyuck’s beat up mustang (is that a time period correct car??? idk and idc to look it up lol)

he never actually physically harasses anyone, it’s all fun and games (for them at least don’t accept cat calling kids men ain’t shit)

there’s just...nothing else really for them to do around town

the only forms of entertainment come from the drive in theater and the soda shop that all the kids hang out at after school

he attends his local university since him and the gang come from a small town and didn’t really care to leave or have the grades to go to a better school

and you...well you don’t really know why you decided to attend a university in such a dinky little town

maybe it’s because you wanted a change of pace from the city, and maybe it’s because it’s your mother’s alma mater and you spent a few of your summers there

but somehow you find yourself at the school

the only problem is,,,everyone who attends the school grew up in the dumb town,,,meaning everyone already knows each other and has their friend groups and cliques

leaving you to fend for yourself and kind of live as an outsider

sure you make acquaintances in your classes but,,,it’s hard for you to make solid friends when everyone else already knows everything about everyone else 

so you’ve been living your life on campus, smiling at the acquaintances you’ve made when you pass by them on the street, but you never really hang out with anyone after school

your sophomore year you got a job at the soda shop bc college ain’t cheap and they were hiring

surprisingly enough you made close friends through the job, your coworkers went to the same uni as you and the clientele were also in some of your classes

so you began to actually go out more (when you weren’t working obvi)

on day you were on campus walking to your next class and you saw one of said new friends

but while you were distracted with waving to them you bumped into someone and woop guess who????

you guessed it our boy hyuck with the rest of 00 line walking past

he was bouta pop off but then he sees it’s you the cute lil waitress from the soda shop that he’s lowkey seen around and been crushing on for a few months now

so when he sees you stuttering out an apology bc boi is brighter than the damn son and took your breath away

he just smirks and lets out a lil chuckle and just says ‘don’t worry about it sweetcheeks’ with a wink and then he’s off

you stand there for a moment in shock bc like obvi you know who he is even if you’ve only been around a few years who tf doesn’t know hyuck and co

and ofc your friends all saw and were like...b don’t even worry about it he just be like that sometimes ya know

and you’re like yea u right and forget about the whole encounter

but guess who doesn’t ohohoho it’s mister lee donghyuck himself he be thinking about it the rest of the day bc wow you’re even prettier up close huh

and the rest of dream are like...mmhmm ok mr. lee not sus at all we’re on. to. you.

so guess where hyuck ever so casually zooms off to after his classes are over????

oh boy you guessed it right off to the soda shop but oomph poor bb you’re not actually working that day and bb is sad :(((( meanwhile his boys are just laughing at him bc omg hyuck is so w hi p pe d

so now bb is going to the shop every moment he can until!!! finally!!! you’re working again god bless!!!

as soon as he sees you’re working baby sits bolt up right and starts fixing his slicked back hair that he had totally not been running his hands through out of nerves

the other boys weren’t there bc??? they have better places to be than at the soda shop for the 50000 time that day even though chenle and jisung had been there earlier just to laugh at him

but now holy shit you’re coming over and you look so cute in the dumb poodle skirt they make you wear as a uniform with your hair placed in a high ponytail

meanwhile you’re sw e a t i n g bc shit it’s hyuck and he’s still a handsome ass boy and you have to serve his table n ow f u c k

so you sidle on over and give him your usual spiel asking what he’d like to order n shit

and this boy omf remember when i said he was annoying?

well yea he fucking goes ‘are you on the menu bc I’d certainly like to have a piece of you’

and you’re like...boy tf oh my god i want to SLAP him 

but you grin through it like ha ha...funny ok...our specials for today are...

hyuck ain’t listening anymore bc he’s busy mentally kicking himself bc??? really hyuck??? you’re trying to make her like you wtf were you t h in k i ng

so he just points at some random thing on the menu, his head hanging in shame

and yea you’d think it was cute if he hadn’t just gotten on your damn nerves

but, alas, you have to continue serving the boy who had ordered literally just a fried egg but you know who were you to judge

he eats the egg rather quickly and then just...sits there...not doing anything...and you don’t know what to do like you can’t kick him out he did order something and it’s not particularly busy

meanwhile hyuck’s head is spinning trying to think of how to woo you after completely embarrassing himself earlier

after like an hour passes you head over to him, ready to ask him again if he wants anything else to eat 

but as soon as you get to him he jolts upright scaring the shit out of you and he’s like fuck sorry i didn’t mean to scare you 

and you’re like it’s fine now seriously do you want anything else-

but he cuts you off and suddenly...lee donghyuck?? is grabbing onto your hand??? and rapidly apologizing to you for being so Gross earlier

you gotta shake the boy off of you and honestly,,,he’s really endearing like aw he’s so embarrassed what a bb

when you get out of his grip you’re like bro it’s ok tbh i get much worse all the time

suddenlt hyuck is ready to f i g ht like who tf??? i will square up 

in your head you’re like,,,bitch ik you catcall don’t even try...but in reality you’re like mmmhmm sure ok you couldn’t hurt a damn fly

hyuck is angery now like wdym im tough >:( don’t you see my leather jacket and cool hair and car???

and you,,,oh you little reader pat lee donghyuck’s fUCkiNg head and now he is blushing oooooh

in a smol voice he asks for his check and leaves you a v generous tip despite your protests

and by that time his confidence seems to come back bc he winks and tells you he’ll be back

you giggle and give him a lil wave bc...wow lee donghyuck is just a cute shy lil bb hehe

and now hyuck is coming in every day,,,sometimes with his boys,,,sometimes alone but no matter what he’s always sure to, in a respectful manner, flirt with you and chat you up while dream just look on in amusement bc, again, hyuck is wh i p p e d

y’all just kinda...live like that for a few weeks but it’s v clear to e v er y body that there is shit going down between the two of you

like at this point hyuck’s hanging around campus with you too so like,,,everyone and their mother knows at this point bc,,,like i said earlier,,,everyone in this damn town knows everything about everyone

so ya’ll are stagnant, hyuck flirting, you laughing and sometimes flirting back

until one day ohhh boy there’s a new boul in town and he is not ashamed at all

and by that i mean he’s the biggest fucking asshole to ever step foot in the town, thinking he’s hot shit and everybody wants him when everyone hates his g u t s

and this boy has been hanging around the shop, livin his life, waiting for his moment to strike

but uh oh he made a mistake bc the first person he attempts to come on to...is you

and hyuck has been there bc he knows this guy has been hanging around and he wants to keep an eye on you his girl

it was a good thing too bc... this boul is going all out

tugging lightly at your skirt when you come to take his order while he uses the same cringy line hyuck used on you that first day

and hyuck knows you’re a big girl who can handle herself which you make very clear by firmly rejecting him with a smile plastered across your face

but...boy does not and will not let up

and you’re getting more and more frustrated and hyuck can tell esp when you keep throwing exasperated looks in his direction w the occasional eye roll

he would laugh but he’s too busy trying not to flip his shit

until boy fuckin just goes to grab your ass and you immediately move back, ready to reprimand him

but all thoughts are brushed aside when a loud crash sounds followed by heavy footsteps

hyucky had stood up so harshly that his chair had fallen over but he hadn’t even bothered to fix it bc he immediately stormed over to you, loosely wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you into his side 

he is m a d like you thought he couldn’t fight before but now he looks like he could rip a guys head off and you lowkey find it hot but that’s not what’s important right now

the guy is like oh woops sorry bro didn’t know she was taken but hyuck is not having it going off about how you shouldn’t treat anyone like that period no matter if they’re in a relationship or not

and yes hyuck and his friends had been the same way a few months before but meeting you changed his way of thinking and his friends as well

bc the idiots had never had any female acquaintances before but now they have you and you’re like a sister to them except for hyuck obvi bc he’s in looove

anyway back to the matter at hand i swear i keep going on tangents soz

you have to calm hyuck down before he actually punches this guy in the nose and the guy throws some money on the table before booking it out of there bc he’s high key scared rn lol puddy

your boss comes out and is like...y’all good? and you’re like uhhh yea mind if i talk to him for a minute? n he’s like ya sure whatever

so you pull hyuck over to a back room and you’re like,,,bro,,,wtf you good now??

but hyuck is on a roll now and just flat out says ‘i’ve liked you for a while now so will you do me the honor of being my gf?’

you ??? for a second before snapping himself out of it and you’re like ??? hell yea boi tf???

so now y’all are dating woo!!!

he makes sure to come to the shop whenever you’re working

at first he even would miss classes but you were not gonna have that oh no education comes first kids >:(((

and he was like ugh ok fine but he always managed to get other dreamies to be there when he couldn’t just so he knows you’re ok :(((

you get really close with the other dreamies tho so now you’re all one happy family

even when hyuck isn’t at your shift he makes sure to pick you up afterwards

waiting outside, leaning against his beat up mustang …leather jacket on…waiting for you to come out…and when you walk up to him he grabs you by the waist…pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead…before opening the door for you…driving off to who knows where…but neither of you care as long as you’re together…

sometimes you go to the drive in and cuddle up in the backseat making out for the duration of the movie hehe

you climb onto his lap and sometimes you can hear the people in the next car wooping and hyuck just gives them the finger before bringing his hand back to settle on the back of your thigh

ahem anyways enough of that

other times you just,,, drive around,,, windows down,,, blasting music and laughing,,, just living your life as two college students should hyuck’s hand resting on your thigh shhhh

you always stop at the same dingy diner that’s hidden away on some side road

(shout out to steph for this next part love you bb uwu)

and hyuck always rummages through his pockets  for change to buy you a drink, even when you say he doesn’t have to and you know he doesn’t always have the most money he says he wants to

trips to the diner are always followed by sunset drives where you have to remind him to watch the road bc  he finds it so much fun to smiles t you and try to kiss you while driving and you scold him that he’s going to die one day, him saying it’s better to live hard, die young

[sacred-arrow-writes]

Loving You In My Own Way

This is just a bunch of fluffy garbage. Probably makes no sense and is probably a little OC, but it's cute. I'm trying to gather courage to add chapters to If It Were Me and I'm coming up short. So, Enjoy.

@keichanz @shardetector @sankontesu @artistefish @mustardyellowsunshine @grapefruitwannabe @akiza-hades-rose

---IK---

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because I think you're cute.”

Inuyasha scoffed as he turned away, a blush mareing his cheeks. He heard her giggle and shift towards him, her arms wrapping around his middle. “Inuyashaaa-” her voice was breathy, causing the fine hair on the back of his neck to stand.

“Kagome, stop.” It was getting incredibly difficult to sit crossed legged when the woman he loved was breathing, quite literally, down his back, and her breasts were pressed firmly against his shoulder blades.

She giggled again, a small hiccup escaping her. “Excuse me, but I think you owe me a kiss for that scene you caused back there.”

This time her turned to her, whipping his hair across her face as he did so. Kagome squealed, losing her balance from the sudden movement and landed flat on her ass. “Hey!”

Inuyasha towered over her with a glare so vicious, Kagome actually shrank back. “I made a scene? Me?! No, wench. YOU made a scene. What the hell were you thinking accepting sake from a stranger?!”

“But I-”

“No. You stormed off on your own, for whatever fucking reason, in a village we know nothing about to drink with the son of the village head, who could have been a fucking demon in disguise. But thank the Gods he wasn't or it could have ended a lot worse than me throwing you over my shoulder and hauling your ass outta there. Tracking you down was bad enough, but to find you with him?”

Kagome stood up, pain and anger written across her face. The alcohol still clearly affecting her balance as she wobbled a moment before planting her feet and shoving a finger into his chest. As angry as he was at her for what she had done earlier that night, Inuyasha could not deny how beautiful she looked. Her cheeks were tainted pink, her raven locks cascading down her shoulders in a tumbling mess and her eyes, those beautiful chestnut eyes, were lined with unshed tears. All he could think about was taking the hand currently shoved against his chest and hauling her against him while he kissed her pouting, pink lips.

“You listen to me. Nothing happened between us. I only left because you took off to see a certain someone, AGAIN, and left me with Miroku. I was pissed and I’ll be damn if was gonna sit back and sulk. Kurisaki offered both Miroku and me to stay at his house for the night. I can’t help that Miroku took off to flirt with Kurisaki’s sister!”

Knocking her hand away, Inuyasha took a step closer, their noses inches from one another. “Just because that ass left you alone, didn't mean you had any right to drink with that sleazy son of a bitch!”

“You had no right to run off and see HER!” The unshed tears finally fell and Kagome let out a wet sob. Her shoulders shook violently the longer they stood there and soon she was sobbing uncontrollably. Maybe it was the alcohol, but Inuyasha had been with her so long, that he knew he needed to give her some comfort. The half-demon encircled her in his arms, tucking her head directly beneath his chin.

They said nothing. Inuyasha held her as she cried and she gripped the front of his fire rat as if he would disappear at any given moment. It felt like an eternity to Inuyasha, but soon the sobs lessened and Kagome sniffled before pulling away. “I'm sorry. I think I had too much to drink.”

“Feh. Ya think?” Chestnut eyes narrowed in his direction.

“Why did you go?” It was barely a whisper, but he had heard it nonetheless.

“I- I needed to talk to her.”

“You should have just stayed with her.”

Golden eyes widened. “Wha-”

“It would save me heartache if you just chose her and let me be. I'll be fine. I can go back to my time and Kikyo can help you look for the remaining jewel sha-”

“Now wait just a goddamn minute. I didn't go to chose her! You're so fucking stupid that you don't think about anything but the negative! I went to chose yo-” He stopped then, cheeks flaming as he watched her eyes widened in disbelief or was it happiness- He wasn't sure.

“You're choosing me?” It was like an instant buzz kill, but in the best of ways and though she was a lightweight drinker to begin with, Kagome didn't seem to mind that the alcohol was fading a bit quicker than she originally wanted.

“I-” It wasn't easy to cover his fumble, but maybe this was a good thing. He sighed heavily. “Yes.”

Tears fell from her eyes for a whole other reason. He didn't have time to think as she gave a watery squeal and jumped into his arms, hugging him as tight as she could. Inuyasha gave an oomph as he pulled her impossibly closer. “I didn't think this day would EVER come!” Her voice strained by both the after affects of the sake and her tears.

“Idiot. That's cause ya never stop to think about anything.” Inuyasha chuckled as he pressed his forehead to hers.

Blinking up at him and standing on her tiptoes, Kagome wove her hands together behind his neck. Her nose brushed his and Inuyasha sucked in a breath. “I am going to ignore that last comment.” Her breath ghosted his lips. “However, I will show you how much you mean to me.” With that, Kagome kissed him, pouring every ounce of love she felt for the half-demon within the kiss.

Inuyasha was stunned for a moment before he caught up with what was happening. His left hand dove into her hair, grasping the nape of her neck while his right hand pulled her hips flush against his. An involuntary growl rumbled in his chest causing Kagome to moan against his lips.

When his tongue pressed against her bottom lip, Kagome didn't hesitate to allow him entry. Both muscles battled for dominance and it was becoming increasingly hard for Inuyasha not to throw her down and have his way with the miko in his arms.

Kagome took control for a split second, becoming far too bold, and hauled one leg up around his hip. This ignited something inside him and before Kagome knew what was happening, her half-demon grasped her beneath her thighs and yanked her up, pelvis to pelvis. Her legs automatically wrapped around his slender waist as he backed her into a nearby tree.

The kissing didn't stop until Kagome needed to breath and still then Inuyasha ran his lips and tongue down her neck. Kagome gasped at the sensation, leaning her head back against the rough bark. “Inu-yassssha.”

“Kagome.” His lips descended down the column of her throat, leveling on her collarbone. Inuyasha pressed light kisses across her chest, nuzzling beneath her chin with his nose.

Kagome sucked in a breath drawing her bottom lip between her teeth in the process. The sensation was astounding and to show how much she enjoyed the attention, the sneaky priestess grasped the base of Inuyasha’s ears between her thumbs and forefingers, gently rubbing them in circles. Inuyasha stiffened for the barest of moment's before he relaxed into her touch.

Things began to heat up as Kagome started rubbing her hips in a circle, bearing down on Inuyasha’s stiffened dick. He reared back with an aroused growl and met her eye to eye. She was flushed, her eyes were clouded in love and desire, her chest heaved as she panted, still though she reached for him once more. This time when their lips met, it was sensual and slow. Things were moving to fast and with Naraku still on the loose, Inuyasha did not want to do anything too soon or too fast. They still had to find the jewel shards and kill Naraku before their happily ever after even began.

However, even though matting was odf the table, he could still tell her how much he loved her. Inuyasha pulled back, blushing under her gaze. “I-” He sucked in a breath. Then again, how could three little words that he felt so strongly about, defeat him every time it came to Kagome?

Said woman reached out to cup his cheek. Her forehead resting against his. “I know. I love you too.”

“Always.” Pressing a chaste kiss to her lips. he dropped her to her feet and pulled her into a hug. “When this is over, I swear I won't hold back.”

“I'll remember that.”

“I will make you mine in every possible way- err, not that your a possession, but in the ways that you'll be mine. Fuck, I mean-”

“I'm already yours. My heart and soul has loved you since the beginning.”

Inuyasha’s heart swelled and he wished he could say he felt the same, though he doubted she’d believe him. Instead, he took her hand in his and kissed her knuckles gently. Kagome's face flushed, it had felt an awful lot like he had proposed to her in the only way he knew how. “I'm going to go out on a limb here and say you're pretty much asking me to be your wife in the future?”

Golden eyes widened and cheeks lit up like a light. “Uh-well, I-”

Kagome looked horrified at the fear he didn't mean it that way and waved a hand in his face. “Oh forget I said that. I'm sorry that's not-” A clawed finger pressed to her mouth and she opened her eyes to see him smirking.

“If I was, are you going to accept being my mate, or wife as you call it?”

Smiling like a fool, Kagome nodded her head vigorously. “Yes. Yes. YES!” She hugged him tightly, his nose buried in the crook of her neck and she felt him smiling against her skin. Kagome pressed her lips against his furry ear. “Thank you. I love you.”

“Always.” He breathed in deeply, her scent a calming factor for him. “Always.”

She made a noise that sounded like a mix between a laugh and a sob and he only hugged her tighter. Inuyasha loved her, -truly, madly, deeply- but had no idea why he couldn't say it and for the time being, Kagome seemed okay with it.

Because his actions spoke louder than words. The way he held her. The way he kissed her. The way he risked his life for her. The way he said her name. Everything he did conveyed his feelings for her and she knew that he loved her unconditionally. So, he couldn't say it out loud, but they both knew the truth.

And for them, that was all that mattered.

---FIN---

This is nothing but  fluffy garbage. I'm sorry. Enjoy anyway!

[lindseyluvsdrag]

Letters From My Glass Jar Ch. 7

Warning: Writing is not fundamental. Ignore the typos.

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“Have a drink with me, grandson,” the man said as draped his arm over Oliver's shoulder. He led the boy to the kitchen and pulled out the Bourbon. “So, where'd you meet this girl and how is the sex?”

The boy nearly choked on dry air.

“You know those are the two most important things in a woman. Meeting her at a decent place and wanting to keep her because she performs well. You can always buy food but good sex is priceless.”

The boy groaned and quickly suppressed the horrific combination of his 'grandfather’ and 'good sex’ in the same sentence.  “We met at school. Our friend introduced us.”

“Sounds good,” the elderly man said as he grabbed two shot glasses. He opened the top and filled the crystal to the brim before handing one to Oliver. “And the sex?”

The boy quickly downed his shot and groaned at the burning in his chest. “We don't have sex, Grandpa.”

“What?! Here's another.” The man filled the glass once more. “Is she not putting out or is this your doing?”

“I'm not ready for that yet. I still have two surgeries to go.”

“Does she know?”

“Of course she does. She knew before we started dating.”

“Ahh, so she accepts you for everything even if you sometimes don't accept yourself.”

Oliver smiled. He was always amazed at how easily his family saw through him. “Yeah, she's amazing.”

The man handed him the second shot. “To amazing women.”

“To amazing women,” the boy repeated before downing the Bourbon.

---

The elderly woman pulled Ronis into her bedroom and towards her closet. “The cut of your dress is very mod but the plain red just doesn't work. Mod is about bright colors and fun geometric shapes.”

“Well, the red was for Christmas.”

“Ugh, conforming to think a color is designated for a specific date is just stupid.”

“Um...okay. I respect your opinion.”

“It's not an opinion, it's a fact.” The woman then began to pull box after box from the top shelf of her closet.

“Do you need help?”

“Duh! I'm sixty-eight years old!”

The girl quickly rushed to the woman's aid and was immediately choked up by the layer of dust that had settled on the top of the cardboard. “What is all of this?” she wheezed.

“Fashion! Not that you'd know anything about that,” she said as she popped the first box open. The woman pulled out the canary yellow boat neck midi dress with short black and white striped  sleeves causing Ronis’ jaw dropped.

“That's stunning.”

“I wore this to the Princess Margaret luncheon in 1966 a week after giving birth to David.”

“You were this tiny a week after?!”

“Of course! I didn't eat with a shovel while pregnant. David ruined my flower, he wasn't about to ruin swimsuit season too.”

Ronis laughed, slightly uncomfortable but she'd never let the woman see it.

“And this,” she said as she pulled out a short and sheer dress composed completely out of red, black and white poker chips, “was worn when I met Tina Turner. She said she liked it and I said 'your legs are nice and all but there's no way you can pull this off’. I got kicked out of the club shortly thereafter because Tina's a jealous bitch.”

“You met Tina Turner?!”

“I threw a drink on Tina Turner.”

“Oh my God. That's bonkers.”

“I caught her as she was exiting the club, threw the drink and ran before her security could catch me. I mean, I think Ike had the right idea because that bitch is evil.”

“Well, domestic violence is never okay,” the girl defended.

“Bullshit! Some people just need to be hit and other people crave being hit. Early in our relationship, my husband and I dabbled in the drug scene. We'd get high, fight over any little thing that'd escalate to goddamn boxing match, have the best sex ever, smoke a cigarette, go to bed and then do it all over again the next day. That’s the best kind of violence, but we’ve calmed down. No more cocaine and punches, just weed and a few spanks.”

The girl pursed her lips and thought about kittens to block the imagery from her mind.

“Alright, you. Open that box, let's see what we got.”

Ronis simply shock her head as she opened the box and gasped when she saw the fuschia and green checkerboard trench coat with fur lined cuffs. “This is so perfect! I love fuschia and green together if you couldn't tell,” she said as she batted her eyelashes to show off her creative makeup.

“Yeah, saw it. Hate it. Mod is black liner and or white liner, maybe a little pearlized white shadow with bold lashes. Other than that, the face was clean and free of all that extra nonsense.”

“Well, Mrs. Riddle, with all do respect, this is my style. I take inspiration from the sixties and the nineties and make it my own. I'm not trying to live in the past.”

“Well living in the past would do you some good because what you're doing now isn't working.”

“Well,” Ronis emphasized, “what works for me typically doesn't work for everyone. I can admit that my style is unique-”

“Unique is a delicate way to put it.”

“It is a very delicate way to put it and it's the only way I'll put it because I'd never conform to a set era or style. Maybe I feel like wearing all neon one day and maybe I feel like wearing a cat snuggie next. Style is subjective but a bad attitude is just toxic,” the girl ranted, doing her best to keep her tone at a respectful level.

“Ughh,” the woman groaned. “So political.”

“I was raised to stand up for what I believe in. And I don't think you have to tear other people down to validate your style.”

“My style doesn't need validation!”

“It doesn't, but you clearly do!” the girl exploded before covering her mouth, regret instantly washing over her.

“How dare you disrespect me in my own home?!”

“I'm truly sorry. Because you're Oliver's grandmother, the last thing I wanted to do was disrespect you but you've insulted me since I walked through those doors and I gritted my teeth but you're just a bit much.”

“Pfft, I know that!” The woman folded her arms. “Well nobody has ever said it to me but I know it.”

The woman's husband rushed into the room. “Is everything okay, honey?”

“Yeah, just getting put in my place by this bitch,” she sighed. “All of the other ones just kinda cried to the boys after meeting with me. But this one is feisty, I'm not sure I can handle that.”

“Well, if you want me to leave or whatever, I will,” Ronis offered.

“No, no. If you leave now you'll lose the respect that you've just earned.”

The girl grinned.

“Wipe that smirk off of your face because you only get a little respect. I'll never fully respect f that makeup.”

“And I can respect that as long as it's delivered as constructive criticism and not attacks.”

“Don't tell me not to attack! You...you...ah fuck it, where's the blunt?”

Her husband quickly lit a fresh blunt and handed it to her just as an anxious Oliver appeared in the doorway. “Is everything okay?”

“Where did you find this girl?” the woman asked. “I’m trying to give her my vintage shit and she's busting my chops in here.”

“Really?!” the girl squealed. “I'd love some of your vintage pieces! Literally nothing would make me happier, oh my Godddd-”

“Alright, alright, calm the fuck down. You're killing my buzz.” The woman took a deep inhale of the blunt. “After dinner or whatever the fuck we're doing, you can go through the boxes and take what you want. It's all too small for me and I'd rather it be in the hands of someone who'd wear it terribly than collecting dust.”

“Thank you so much, Mrs. Riddle,” the girl said excitedly.

“What are you a cop? Call me Pam.”

“Grand, your name is Mary,” Oliver said, slightly concerned.

“Well, I like the name Pam!”

“Okay, fine.”

“Let's go open these motherfucking presents.”

Ronis practically jumped into her boyfriend's arms. “Did you miss me?”

“Every second that we're apart.”

“Aww.” The couple shared a kiss before their fingers were interlocked as they made their way back into the living room. As soon as they turned the corner, the boy was ambushed by three small children.

“Oli! Oli! Oli! Oli!” they chanted as they clung to his back and legs, nearly tipping him over.

“Whoa, be careful,” Ronis got out as she nervously watched the boy secure his hold around Oliver's neck with one hand and pull at his nose with the other.

“Ow, Juju that hurts!”

“Give me some candy and I'll leave you aloneeee.”

“I don't have any candy! Go ask Uncle Duke!”

“Liar!” the girl wrapped around his right leg accused. “Uncle Duke said he gave all his candy to you!”

The third child reached into his pockets and pulled out a handful of chocolates. “Found it!”

“Hey, get off of me jerks!”

Ronis quickly retrieved the remaining candy from her boyfriend's pocket and placed it in her purse. “You now have your share. This is Oliver's and I will hold onto it for him.”

“Who is this arsehole?” the youngest child demanded.

“Oh my God, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“Ew, no! I kiss my girlfriend!”

The girl laughed in disbelief. “Well you put me in my place.”

“Ronis, little cousins. Little cousins, this is my girlfriend.”

“Ewwwww!” they said in unison. “Who would date you? You pee in the bed!”

“I do not! That was twelve years ago and you guys weren't even born.”

“My sister told me!” said Juju.

“My brother that if we kicked you in the bollocks that it wouldn't hurt cause you don't have any,” the girl added.

A pained expression crossed Oliver's face and Ronis fought the urge to rip the children off the boy.

“Where are your parents?” she demanded. “Would they like to know how you speak to people?”

“It's okay,” Oliver mumbled. “Guys, I'm gonna go to the bathroom really quick. Do you mind getting off?”

“Bryan said you have to sit to peeeee.”

“No I don't,” the teen practically whimpered.

“Then let us see!”

Ronis had reached her limit and pried Juju off of her boyfriend's neck.

“Stranger danger! Don't touch me!”

“Oh, you've yet to see dangerous,” she assured. “You two, get off of his legs.”

They blew raspberries at her.

“I'll give you each a chocolate ball.”

The kids quickly obliged and let go as she reached into her purse. She grabbed the sweetz and tossed them across the room causing all three of them to chase after the treats.

“Good riddance,” Ronis said with a scowl as she turned to her boyfriend. He was clearly defeated as he stared down at his shoes but she simply smoothed his hair. “Look at me.”

Oliver slowly met her eyes.

“You are perfect.”

The corners of his mouth curled but it wasn't the smile that she wanted.

“Let's play a game,” she said as she grabbed a third piece of chocolate from her bag. The girl unwrapped the foil and placed the candy in her mouth. “Want it? Come and get it.”

The boy couldn't help but grin as he pulled her into a tender kiss.

“Tossing the candy across the room was genius,” a female voice said from behind Ronis causing her to break the kiss. “I may try that sometime.”

Oliver groaned. “Go away, Alice,” he warned the sixteen year old. Before Ronis could question it, her boyfriend led her into the living room, only to freeze at the sight of the group of teenagers and young adults sprawled across the sofa.

“Well if it isn't little Oli!” Bryan shouted as he placed the blunt to his lips. “Got a dick yet?”

Ronis’ jaw dropped and before she could say anything, the boy did. “Got rid of your STDs yet?” he retorted.

The twenty year old quickly quickly pushed himself off of the couch. “Is it illegal to hit a lady?”

“Is it illegal to spray you in the eyes with Mace?” Ronis growled.

Bryan chuckled before giving her the once over. “You're pretty cute. How about I show you what a full length Riddle looks like?” he asked, tone and every inch of his body smug.

Oliver saw nothing but red as he shoved the boy back onto the couch and before Bryan could retaliate with a punch, Pam entered the room carrying an armful of presents.

“The fuck is going on in here?”

“Oliver pushed Bryan,” said Alice.

“Oliver, keep your filthy claws to yourself!”

“He said something inappropriate to Ronis!”

“Who the fuck do you think you're shouting at?”

The boy instantly composed himself. “Sorry, Grand.”

“Now if Bryan said something, this girl can handle herself. I don't need my grandkids pushing each other like sissys. You should've just punched him, I would've respected you more.”

“Yes ma'am,” he said quietly.

“Who's punching who?” David asked as he entered the room with a full turkey leg in hand.

“None of your fucking business,” his mother groaned. “Get your brothers so we can open this expensive shit that I still have the receipts for.”

David turned around and shouted back into the house. “Little bitches! Mummy wants you!”

His three younger brothers rushed into the room.

“Who are you calling a bitch, bitch?” Dylan retorted.

“You who takes it up the ass, bitch.”

“You smell like ass, bitch!” Duke randomly added to whoever would fight him for the statement. Daniel quickly pulled him into a headlock while David twisted Dylan's arm behind his back just because.

“Hey, you little shits! Stop it now!” Pam said in a tone they'd feared since childhood. They immediately obeyed. “You're killing my goddamn buzz!” Her husband handed her the blunt from earlier and she took a deep puff. “Each of you, go sit by your motherfucking spawns so it can make this gift giving easier. Although none of you motherfuckers deserve anything. Goddamn pussy mouth motherfuckers.”

Ronis covered her mouth to suppress the laughter at the way her new militant friend ran her household.

David wrapped his arm around Oliver and kissed the top of the boy's head. “How are you?”

“I'm fine.”

The man froze. “Who did it?”

The boy tried to pull away but the man's hold was unbreakable. “Did what?” he groaned.

“If anyone's fucking with you, you need to let me know because I'll drop any of these motherfuckers. Except Grand, she terrifies me.”

“Nobody is bothering me, Dad,” he sighed in exasperation.

“Except someone who needs to learn that what's in someone else's pants isn't any of their business,” Ronis grumbled. Oliver nudged her side.

“What was that?” David pressed.

“Nothing,” Oliver rushed. “And no, Ronis didn't do anything either.”

The man gave the girl a look before turning his attention to his brothers who tried to squeeze onto the couch with their children. While Dylan stood in the corner with his new lover sharing a blunt as they blew smoke into each other's mouths.

“There he is blowing shit again,” David joked to which he simply got a middle finger.

Daniel squished himself between two of Oliver's older cousins, Alice and one of the boy's Ronis  had gotten rid of earlier while Duke was buried in Juju and his three other young children while his older sets of teens and young adults stood brooding in the background.

“How many fucking grandkids do we have?” Pam asked her husband.

The man quickly did the math. “Fourteen and they're all here besides Jackie.”

“Well, did you call her?”

“Yes! She said she'd come a bit later.”

“You guys invited Jackie without telling me?” David asked.

“Duh! She's my granddaughter and just because you don't get along with her doesn't mean I don't.”

“I get along with her but ugh, Mum, it's just complicated. She's a bigot.”

“Bigot or not, she's your daughter and you'll deal with it!”

“Not when she's being cold to my son!”

The woman responded by slapping her son across the face. “Don't you dare raise your voice at me!”

“Yes Ma'am.”

“Now my grandchild was invited to my house and when she gets here, you and Oliver will be nice to her.”

David gritted his teeth but didn't protest any further.

The woman placed the blunt between her lips. “Okay I got whore dolls for the girls and bebe guns for the boys. If you're under twelve, come and get it.”

The small group of children charged the woman as she handed out the sloppily wrapped gift boxes.

“Grand, why don't we have a tree?” JuJu asked.

“Because I smoked them all, sweetheart. Next! I have wine flavoured blunt wrappers and tequila samples for everyone between twelve and eighteen.”

“She can't be serious,” Ronis whispered in her boyfriend's ear.

Clearly embarrassed, the boy nodded. “She is.”

“Which one of you wanted the Xanax?!” Pam hollered.

“Me,” Bryan said before the woman tossed him the pills. “Thanks, Grand.”

“You're welcome, you little shit. Um, who needed spray paint?” Another of them raised their hand and quickly accepted the can. “Don't use it in my house and don't be huffing that shit.”

Oliver and Ronis were handed blunt wrappers and three small bottles of tequila.

“I really can't accept thi-” the girl got out before her boyfriend frantically pressed their lips together to silence her.

“Excuse me?” Pam asked, glaring down her nose at the couple.

“Nothing, Grand,” Oliver assured.   

“Alright you little shits, start exchanging gifts.”

“Did you get your kids anything?” Duke asked.

“Yeah, I gave you the gift of life, motherfucker. Be grateful.”

Moments later, the room grew louder as the family began to exchange gifts that Oliver practically had to shout so that his girlfriend could hear him. “Telling her that you didn't want the gifts would've opened up an entire new can of worms.”

“But Oli I can't pretend to like something that I don't. Whatever it results in, I'm honest.”

“I know, babe, I know. But I want you guys to like each other. I'm stuck with her and I'm obsessed with you so I really need to make this work.”

The girl grinned as she kissed him. “So I have your first gift with me, but you have to promise not to be upset with me.”

He raised an eyebrow. “It depends.” She frowned and handed him the gift bag. The boy reached inside and pulled out the card first and began to read aloud. “To my boyfriend who likes handing out candy like he's the goddamn Easter Bunny. Love Ronis.” Oliver made a face as he retrieved the bunny ears and pale pink bucket.

“I'm sorryyyy,” Ronis offered. “I was still really pissed at you when I bought it. Your other gift is at the dorm.”

The boy chuckled before placing the ears on his head. “You could've at least gotten me candy or carrots or something.”

The girl giggled.

“And the only person I'll be giving my candy to is you.”

“Promise?”

Oliver extended his pinky and Ronis grinned as she wrapped her finger around his. “Oh!” he gasped as if he'd remembered something. The boy pulled a few loose papers from his coat pocket and handed them to the girl. “Merry Christmas.”

The girl scanned over the information, lists of names and phone numbers but she couldn't make sense of it. “What's this?”

“I took it upon myself to call Jaylen and get the name, address and phone number of every stadium he plays at and every club in the area. I called one and told them that we're an awesome, London based band and the guy said the next time we're in America, he'd love to meet with us.”

“Oh my God, really?! Babe, that's amazing!” Ronis squealed in excitement as she threw her arms around his neck.

“Roli is gonna be so real.”

“Roli is already real! They'll write fanfiction about us one day.”

The boy chuckled and kissed the girl, only to freeze when his grandmother shouted across the room. “Hey, Jackie!”

“Hi, Grand!”

“Hi, Grand!” three little voices clamored.

“Ah, damn, honey why didn't you remind me that we had three great-grandshits?!”

Oliver's blood turned to ice. “Oh God.”

“What's wrong?”

“I haven't seen Jackie in person in nearly three years...and I've never met her kids,” he whispered in a blind panic. “Oh God, I can't breathe.”

“Babe, it's okay,” Ronis cooed. “Let's go to the terrace.” As the girl led the boy towards the back of the flat she glanced over her shoulder, catching a glimpse of the hazel eyed brunette whose beauty nearly took her breath away.

Making it onto the balcony, Oliver snatched off his bunny ears as he continued to gasp for air and David was seconds behind him.

“Oli, Oli, it's okay buddy,” the man rushed as he pulled an inhaler from his pocket and handed it to the boy. Oliver placed the pump to his lips, taking two deep inhales as he pumped.

“Better?” David asked.

The boy nodded as he returned the inhaler.

“If you don't wanna see Jackie, you don't have to.”

“Dad, it's not me that doesn't back out of plans or rushes off of the phone when we speak,” he wheezed.

“I know, I know. She's a bitch. So just stay out here and take a Xanax or something. I'll be right back. Ronis, take care of my boy.”

“I will,” she promised.

David smiled, the sincere most sincere gesture  she'd ever seen on the man since they met, before returning into the flat. Oliver covered his face into his hands and without a word his girlfriend wrapped his arms around him and pressed her cheek against the warmth that emanated from his chest.

“Your heart is pounding,” Ronis sighed before kissing his neck, allowing her to finally hear the sobbing that he was doing his best to conceal.

“Babe, it’ll be okay,” Ronis cooed but was taken aback when the boy snatched away from her.

“Stop saying it'll be okay because it won't! It hasn't been okay for fourteen years, what makes you think it'll all of a sudden, magically, be okay?!”

The girl had never seen the boy so upset but his shouting made her defensive. “I don't know, Oliver! Maybe a fucking Christmas miracle! I'm only trying to help make you feel better!”

“Nothing's going to make me feel better, Ronis! It fucking sucks! It sucks to have memories of your sister being nice to you and then her hating your guts all of a sudden! I haven't even met my nieces and nephew! I'm not a murderer or a child molester but I can't be around them. I see all this shit on social media and they're so beautiful and I can't even be around them,” he choked out before breaking down again; sobbing into his hands.

“Babyyy,” Ronis said helplessly as she wrapped her arms around the boy. The girl didn't know what to say so she remained silent as she figured the best thing she could do for him is to just be there.

Despite the icy frost searing his tears to face and his girlfriend's comforting hugs, Oliver continued to weep uncontrollably and it brought up all the vulnerability that he hated. The boy felt sick to his stomach and lightheaded. “I c-c-can't br-breathe.”

“Oh my God, babe no, please calm down.” When the boy continued to wheeze the girl did her best not to panic as his face grew paler. “Oli! Where's that inhaler thing?”

“Da-Da-”

The girl quickly rushed back into the flat in search of the boy's father.

---

After leaving his son in Ronis’ care, David made his way through the flat to the living room. When he made eye contact with Jackie, he smiled without showing his teeth. Before either could speak, the man was ambushed by his grandchildren.

“Grandpa! Grandpa!” they squealed.

“Hey, guys! And what did I tell you about calling me Grandpa? It's Big Daddy D to you.”

“Mum said that we can't call you that,” the boy informed.

David exaggerated a gasp. “Why not?”

The smallest of the children urged him to lean down so that she could whisper in his ear. “Because it sounds in-sa-ppropriate.”

The man gasped even louder. “Oh no! Not in-sa-ppropriate!”

“It's pronounced, 'inappropriate’. Josie just has a speech impediment,” the oldest retorted.

“Hey, there's nothing wrong with speech impediment, Jaz. I've been known to slur my S’sss,” he said in an over lisp that made the kids giggle. “So I guess you can call me Super Dragon Emperor of the World. Is that appropriate?”

“Yes!” they cheered in unison.

“Awesome! How about you guys see what your cousins are doing? I heard that Great Uncle Duke gave them candy.”

“Candy!” The kids all rushed off in different directions.

“Hi, Dad,” Jackie sighed.

“Hi,” David replied as he wrapped his arms around his daughter. Whenever the man got the chance to hug her, he was taken back to a time to when she was still his little girl. “How are you?”

“Besides Grand’s threats for me to come, I'm good. And yourself?”

“I'd be better if I could celebrate Christmas with both of my children.”

“Well, isn't J-”

“His name is Oliver,” he aggressively corrected.

The woman took a deep breath. “Well, isn't...Oliver...here?”

“He's on the terrace.”

“Then there you have it. Both your children are here.”

“Jackie, I'm not going to play these games with you. You know exactly what I mean.”

“I don't know what you want from me, Dad.”

“I want you to talk to your brother!”

“I don't have a brother!”

David quickly pursed his lips to prevent himself from saying something that he knew he'd regret. “Jackie,” he said quietly. “I-”

“David!” Ronis panted as she sprinted towards the man. “Oli needs that inhaler! He can't breathe and he's pale in the face and-”

Before she could get another word out, David was practically knocking the girl over to get to the terrace. Ronis turned on her heel to follow him but was stopped by Jackie's inquiry.

“Um, excuse me?” she politely began. “What's going on with...Oliver?”

“He's having a panic attack. He's upset that no matter how hard he tries, some people just won't accept him. Even people who should love him unconditionally,” Ronis said underhandedly.

Jackie raised an eyebrow. “And how do you know J- Oliver?”

“I'm his girlfriend,” she chirped proudly.

The woman immediately wrinkled her nose in disgust. “You do know that 'he’ was born a she, right?”

“Oh, I'm well aware of what Oli is. And more importantly, I'm aware of who Oli is. And that's the most amazing person that I've ever met in my entire life. You don't even deserve to have the same blood in your veins as he does because you're simply despicable. I don't know how you live with yourself, with all that goddamn venom swirling about inside of you and I literally hope and pray that none of your children have to go through what my boyfriend's going through right now because of you. Ugh,” Ronis groaned. Sick of looking at the woman, she turned on her heel ignoring Jackie's shouting behind her.

“Who do you think you are?! Don't you dare mention my children ever again, bitch! Jaz, Onyx, Josie let's go!”

“Aww, Mum! We're playing with our cousins!”

“And we just got here! Why do we have to leave?”

“Who's leaving?!” Pam demanded as she rushed back into the living room. “Not before we eat and shit or whatever’s left!”

“Grand, that stupid bitch, that lesbian!” she screeched in hopes that Ronis would hear, “practically called me a terrible mother! She doesn't know me and I won't tolerate this sort of disrespect!”

The elderly woman kept a calm tone as she spoke. “Jackie...you have two seconds to compose yourself and stop yelling in my goddamn face. You're killing my fucking buzz.”

Her husband rushed to her side and placed the blunt between his wife's lips. She took a deep inhale, held it in her lungs for ten seconds before blowing the smoke into her husband's mouth.

“I love you,” he slurred before rushing away just as quickly as he'd appeared.

The woman exhaled loudly. “Sorry, Grand

But she's a goddamn stranger and has no busy speaking on my children.”

“When was the last time that you called or stopped by to see me?”

“What?”

“You have no place calling someone a stranger when I don't think I've seen you since the little one was in shitty diapers.”

“Grand, I'm busy.”

“Busy doing what? Sitting on dicks that aren't attached to your husband?”

“Whoa, no, I-”

“You have three children by two different men and you're on your second husband who's such a fucking loser who can't see right through your bullshit.”

“Grand, I don't have bullshit.”

“Oh, shut the fuck up. I know a whore when I see one. And there's nothing wrong with that, you're my granddaughter and I love you. I just wished you'd visit more often.”

“As I said earlier, I'm busy and if you think I'm such a whore then why would I wanna be in your home?”

“Because no matter who or what you are, you're still my goddamn family! Just like your brother. He's my family and I'd never turn my back on him! Do you not understand that concept?!”

Jackie pursed her lips as she stared down at her leather boots.

“You know what, if you wanna leave, go ahead. I don't want that shit in my house. I'm happy. I just got off probation, I have an amazing buzz and all of my family that wants to be here is here, but I don't need that bigot shit in my house. I went to Woodstock for a reason. You get that nasty shit from your mother and I never liked that fucking bitch. So gather up your little shits and get the fuck out.” Pam turned and made her way towards the kitchen. “I'm gonna cut the ham and shit, anyone who's hungry follow me! Happy birthday little baby Jesus!”

“Kids get over here, now!” Jackie shouted, ignoring their overlapping protests. “Hush.”

“Mum, why can't we stay? We love our cousins and we never get to see them,” Jaz whined.

“Because they're crazy. And bound to be unhappy,” she ranted as she tightened the scarves around their necks.

“Everyone here is having so much fun,” her son retorted.

“We're the only ones who are unhappy,” Josie sniffled.

Jackie paused. “Really?”

“Yes!” the three of them said in unison.

“We have Peter and Julie, but do you know how weird it is to have an aunt and uncle in your age group?” Jaz asked.

“Yeah, they try and boss us around,” the boy added.

“Well-”

“And since they're always out of town, we hardly see them either. The only kids we're around are the ones at school, but nothing compares to family.”

“Where are the glasses?” Jackie heard Ronis ask from the kitchen. “Oli needs water.”

Jackie sighed. “Um...hang your coats. We aren't leaving yet.”

“Yayyy!” the three of them squealed as they tossed their jackets to the floor before taking off.

“Hey, I said hang, ugh, nevermind...have fun.” The woman hesitantly hung her own coat on an available hook by the door before slowly making her way through the place.

“Niece!” Duke shouted as he pulled her into a tight bear hug. “I'm either super fucked up or you're actually here.”

“No... I'm...here,” she gasped. “You're...squeezing... too...tight.”

“Sorry, sweetheart,” he said as he released her. “How long has it been?”

“Oh, I don't know, Uncle Duke. A few years? But you Skype me all the time!”

“I shouldn't have to Skype you when we live in the same city,” he said as he finished off his fifth beer.

“Yeah... I guess you're right.”

“So what's up? Did you just come to pick up your presents and leave?”

Jackie frowned. “The fact you think that about me is pretty upsetting.”

“You've yet to show otherwise.”

“Well, this year is different. It's about family.”

“All of your family or the family that fits into what you think is socially acceptable?”

“All of my family.”

The man smiled. “Good to hear. Wanna do a line  with me?”

“Um...no thanks,” she said before making her way further into the flat.

“Whatttt? I thought Christmas was about family!”

Jackie chuckled as she shook her head. When she arrived at the patio door, she hesitated, took a deep breath and even contemplated running before she stood her ground and knocked.

---

Oliver clung to the icy metal railing of the terrace as he did his best to breath when his father rushed out to his side.

“Buddy, sit down,” David ordered as he helped the boy into the frost covered patio furniture. The man handed his son the emergency inhaler and the boy took the usual two puffs but it wasn't enough so he took a second and a third. “Damn, Oli I may have to get you more than an emergency one. You aren't even asthmatic but this shit happening more often. That panic shit is no joke.”

After a fifth puff, the boy was finally able to accept oxygen into his lungs. He took an appreciative deep breath.

“Are you okay?”

The boy nodded.

“Let's go inside.”

“I don't want to.”

“You're gonna die of frostbite.”

“Seems fitting,” he sighed.

“Please don't say shit like that son. I know this is tough, but at the end of the day, you gotta stay tough.”

The boy's insides felt like they'd burst into flames as he suppressed his tears. He hated crying in front of his father more than anything in the world. Dad’s given you everything, why are you bitching like it isn't enough? he thought. And just before a tear could spill onto his already frost whipped cheeks, to his extreme relief, his girlfriend returned. He was instantly comforted by her presence.

“Ugh, what a bitch,” she grumbled.

“What's wrong?” Oliver asked in attempt to distract himself.

“Nothing, baby. Are you okay? Do you need water or something?”

The boy nodded and the girl rushed back into the flat to return moments later with a glass. She handed it to him and Oliver took a sip before placing it on the table.

“Better?” she asked as she knelt by the boy's chair.

“Yeah, I'm okay.” He grabbed the girl's hand and guided her into his lap.

Ronis affectionately wiped the boy's cheeks to free him from his tear stains before running her fingers through his hair. “I love you.”

“I love you,” he replied before risking his life to rustle the girl's hair.

“Babeeee,” she groaned unleashing a barrage of pinches onto his arms and belly.

“Ow! Owww!” the boy giggled. “Okay, okay you win!”

“Of course I win! Don't touch my hair, jerk!”

“I won't,” he said mischievously.

“I'm going to slaughter you,” she warned.

Oliver grinned before kissing her twice.

“I hate to admit it but you guys really do look great together,” David said with a light chuckle.

“Oh my God, Dad,” the boy gasped in complete embarrassment. “I totally forgot that you were out here.”

“So did I,” Ronis sheepishly admitted. “Sometimes when I see him it's like everyone else around us disappears.”

“I appreciate it,” the boy's father said. “I have to get used to the idea that someone may love my son just as much as I do.”

The girl's cheeks turned a rosy hue.

“Oh, you have a lot of work to do, woman. That position comes with tons of responsibilities. You have to do his laundry, take care of him when he's sick, blow on his soup if it's too hot-”

“Dad,” the boy protested.

“No, no, I fully accept the 'loving Oliver’ package and everything that comes with it,” Ronis assured.

“You have to make a blood oath! I have a scalpel in my car and-”

“Dad!”

“I'm just sayinggg. It's gonna be hard relinquishing control.”

“You have plenty of time to adjust. I'll be around for awhile,” she promised. “And I make really good chicken parmesan.”

David smiled. “I will hold you to that.”

The girl turned to her boyfriend and winked. Oliver wrapped his arms around her, laying his head on her chest.

Ronis laughed. “Such a cozy spot right?”

“Mhm. You're warm.”

“Thanks, babe.”

“Oh! I have to get your gifts.”

“Aww, David you didn't have to get me anything.”

“Ugh, I know,” he groaned, “but Oli insisted.”

“What?” the boy interjected. “No I didn't.”

“I'm jokingggggg,” the man cackled just as a knock sounded at the patio door. “Who the fuck knocks to come outside? Who is it?!”

“Jackie,” the woman replied.

Oliver became stiff in his seat as he glanced over his shoulder at the edge of the balcony; the only exit.

David and Ronis scowled. “What do you want?” the man asked.

“I’d like to talk to Oliver... if that's okay.”

The man turned to his son who was visibly uncomfortable. “You don't have to speak to her if you don't want to, Buddy.”

“Um... I-I-I-” the boy stammered.

“Whatever you decide, I'll be by your side. I'd never leave you alone with her,” he practically snarled.

Oliver gulped and nodded. “Okay.”

“Come on out, Jackie.”

The boy's heart pounded against his chest as he anxiously watched the doorknob turn.

Ronis kissed the top of his head, reminding the boy of her presence and he quickly took advantage of it by grabbing her hand. “Do I look okay?” he whispered.

“Is that a serious question? You're way too perfect for that word,” she said, repeating what he'd told her earlier.

Oliver smiled and stole a kiss before his stomach went into a frenzy at the sight of his sister.

“Hi, everyone...hi Oliver,” she said quietly.

“H-H-Hi, Ja-Jackie,” he stammered as he peaked around his girlfriend's chest like a small timid child. Ronis gave his hand a firm squeeze.

“Can I have a hug?”

“Jackie, let's not push it,” David growled.

“It's okay, Dad,” the boy exhaled as he eased the girl out of his lap. After standing, Oliver quickly smoothed the wrinkles out of his slacks.

“Oh my God, you're so tall now!”

Oliver instantly turned bright crimson. “Yeah,” he said bashfully. “I get my height from Dad.”

“Six foot two baby,” David said proudly.

Jackie extended her arms. “Get over here.”

He slowly approached the woman and she met the boy halfway. After she wrapped her arms around her brother, Jackie immediately began to cry. “You're so handsome, Oliver. You have a mustache and a goatee. My husband doesn't even have hair on his chin.”

The boy chuckled. “Thank you.”

Jackie broke the hug and wiped her eyes only to break down again. “I missed you.”

If Oliver was being honest with himself, the spectacle made him uncomfortable and confused. “Really?”

She nodded. “I've been thinking a lot and I just really have so much to get off of my chest.”

“Um, okay,” he said nervously, wiping his hands on the sides of his trousers to keep the sweat at bay.

“And I was wondering if we could speak alone.”

“No fucking way,” David protested. “That's not going to happen.”

“Dad, I'm not going to do anything,” Jackie said defensively. “I won't hurt your precious baby.”

“Nothing has stopped you before,” he retorted.

“Dad, it's okay,” Oliver said quietly, barely believing the statement himself.

“Are you sure?”

The boy hesitated but nodded.

David went to protest but quickly obliged, making his son suspicious. “I'll be...right inside...if you need me,” he said before entering the flat and immediately pressing his ear against the door.

Oliver turned to his girlfriend. “Do you wanna go inside too?”

Ronis folded her arms. “No.”

“Babe-”

“No, I'm just not buying this shit. A minute ago she was calling me a lesbian and now all of a sudden she wants to be all in your face like she's sincere.”

“This is a family matter and it doesn't concern you,” Jackie growled.

“Ronis has been more family to me than you've ever been,” Oliver defended and a pained expression instantly took over his sister's face.

“I'm sorry,” she sniffled. “I'm embarrassed enough as it is and I'd like to tell you how I feel without additional judgement from a third party.”

The boy looked at Ronis.

“Please,” Jackie pleaded.

“Two minutes,” Oliver said sternly.

“Okay.”

Ronis sighed before they shared an extra tender kiss. “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

The girl then made her way towards the flat, shooting Jackie a scowl as she passed the woman. When she opened the door, David was conveniently tying his shoe. Ronis chuckled to herself as she entered and closed the door behind her.

“Hey, that's my spot!” Oliver heard his father say.

“Well, scoot over,” Ronis groaned.

“Diana Ross, your hair is in my way. Tame that shit!”

“Never.”

David gagged. “Oh God, a piece just went in my mouth.”

“Maybe if you'd stop talking it wouldn't! And ew, I totally have to bleach my hair now.”

“Sssh, they'll hear you!”

“Pfft, you're the loud mouth,” Ronis retorted.

“True.”

Oliver suppressed his laughter. “That's as alone as we'll get.”

“I guess I'll have to take it.”

“Do you want to sit?”

Jackie shook her head. “I'm sure standing is way warmer than sitting on a frost chair,” she said through chattering teeth.

The boy frowned. “Where's your coat?”

“Hanging up at the front.”

“Take mine,” the boy offered as he removed his jacket.

“Oh...are you sure?”

“Yeah, I insist.”

Jackie pursed her lips as she accepted the coat and slid it on. “Thank you, Oliver.”

“You're welcome. I have to admit that you calling me Oliver is kinda strange.”

“Yeah?”

He nodded. “Versus 'kid’ or 'hey you’. Definitely.”

“And I'm really sorry about that. I just...there isn't a really good excuse but growing up, it was just Mum and I.”

Oliver cringed at how easily she could refer to the woman.

“As a young doctor, Dad was always working and for years I'd only see him for like ten minutes a day. So Mum and I-”

“Could you please not call her that?”

“Sorry...um, Jennifer and I developed such a strong bond. Just like the one you and Dad have. So when they started to argue more and more over you and inevitably the divorce came about, it was like I was forced to choose between them. And I had to side with the person who was always there for me, ya know?”

“I guess,” he sighed.

“And at the time I was like 'no, this child can't even read, how is she gonna demand that we accept an entire new identity?’ We figured that it was a phase, you know kids put on an Elsa costume and suddenly they have ice powers for a few days. But when a few days turned into weeks then months, Jennifer started to get annoyed. She wanted her little girl back but Dad would practically tell her 'our child is transgender. Deal with it.’ And Jen's just like, ‘no, this child isn't going to tell me what to do. I'm the parent’ and Dad would come back with 'we want him to be happy’ and then the 'she’s four! Tons of things make her happy! She got excited over finding a lego the other day!’ And it got worse and worse and they'd just blow up on each other all the time. It was tough.”

“I'm sorry,” Oliver said quietly.

“Oh, please don't apologize. It wasn't your fault.”

The boy wanted to object to the statement but he remained silent.

“When the divorce happened, Dad essentially said that if I didn't accept you as my brother then he wanted nothing to do with my bigotry and that really hurt me. Just because I didn't accept or hell, even understand this trans thing, doesn't mean I didn't love you. Oliver, I love you,” she sniffled. “I've always loved you. Over the years I did make attempts to see you in person when I wasn't busy with school but did you know that each time I tried, Dad would pull that overly protective shit and tell me that I didn't deserve to see you and would hover over me as I played with you? On top of that Jen would say 'oh, you wanna be over there with him? Fine.’ And even she'd stop talking to me for weeks on end. So it just really sucked. And as you got older and lost interest in toys, I grew more uncomfortable with just trying to talk to you while Dad was scowling at me. So I gradually decreased it to just phone calls and even then I could hear him in the background scoffing. He's just not the easiest to deal with sometimes.”

“Trust me, I know. And Jackie, I had no idea that it was like that for you...but I have a question.”

“I'll answer any questions you have.”

“How come you never let me meet the kids?” he asked, trying to mask his trembling voice.

“To be honest, I didn't want them to be confused. I still don't understand the trans thing myself and how would I explain to them your baby photos to you being their uncle now, ya know? I showed them our pictures from when we were younger and the next time they saw Jen they asked about you and she was like 'yeah, I had another daughter once.’ and then whenever Dad comes around and he talks about you alllll the time and I really don't think they'd get that you're the same person... I don't know what they're little minds are capable of. They actually just told me off before I came out here so,” she chuckled. “I think it's time that you met them… if you want.”

The boy froze. “Um, I-I-I don't know. Wh-What if they get confused and th-their little heads start to hurt? I-I-I don't think they'd li-like me-, um-”

“Well, if they get confused, we'll do our best to explain to them what's going on. It's about time we all become more educated on this.

Although I never thought of you as my brother, I always loved you as my little sibling. I'm really sorry for that. You deserve an identity.”

“It's okay, Jackie. I'm really glad we could have this conversation.”

“Me too,” she said with a smile so genuine that for the first time the boy was comfortable around her. Oliver extended his arms and without a word or awkwardness, the siblings shared a hug. “Come on. I want you to meet the kids.”

The boy took a deep breath and allowed the girl to lead him to the door. As soon as she opened it, Ronis and David spilled out onto the terrace but to their surprise, the man was gagged with a Christmas stocking and practically hog-tied as Ronis restrained him further by sitting on his legs.

“What the-”

“He tried to interrupt your beautiful moment! I mean, I still don't like you for being a bitch to me but it was only fair that Oli got to hear your side of things and every time you said something remotely negative about this one, he was ready to break down the door,” she panted.

“Babe, you can take my dad?” Oliver asked, clearly impressed.

“Yeah,” she said bashfully. “Krav Maga, the official self-defense system of the Israeli army. Maybe I'll show you sometime...if you think you can handle it.”

The boy gulped. “Sure.”

“Crazy thing is, so many people walked by as I was sitting on him and they didn't say a thing. Pam even laughed,” she said as she finally released the man and helped him up.

David spat the stocking at her. “You goddamn lunatic! I'll with you later,” he turned to Jackie, “but you! How dare you tell my son all these lies about me?!”

“Cut the bullshit, Dad! You practically cut Mum and I out of Oliver's life after we wouldn't accept the trans thing! We tried to still be there but you literally wouldn't answer the door!”

“Why would I want you bigots to be around my child?!”

“Dad, I'm not a bigot! No, I don't understand this stuff but it doesn't mean I'm not willing to learn! You just told us 'his name is Oliver and he's a boy’ without any explanations, how else were we supposed to take that?!”

“Just accept it!” David exploded, vein in his neck  ready to self destruct.

“Dad,” Oliver intervened. “Calm down.”

The man looked at his son with rage filled eyes before punching the patio door, missing Ronis by a few inches and effectively putting a massive dent in the lumber.

“Oh my God,” the girl gasped as she made her way out of the path of any future blows.

The boy quickly grabbed his father by the lapels of his coat and slammed him against the stone walling of the side of the flat. “You almost hit her!” he growled.

The duo had never put their hands on each other before and David did his best to suppress his demolished feelings. “You're gonna attack me

.. over some girl?”

“She's not just some girl! And if you would've hit her, I would've never forgiven you!”

“Oh, but she can hog-tie me?! Fuck that bullshit, Oliver!” David wanted to leave, but couldn't bring himself to push the boy away.

“You seriously need to calm down! Why are you so defensive?! Because what Jackie said is true, isn't it?”

“Yeah, it's true that I protected you from people who wanted to force you to be something that you're not!”

“But Dad, they probably would've understood it more over time if you would've given them the chance! You can't just cut people out of their family's lives because of a misunderstanding! My mum wanted to see me and you wouldn't let her!”

“At the end of the day, she still abandoned you, Oliver! Do you not understand that?! Someone could lock me in a cage and I'd saw off my own fucking limbs if that's what I had to do to escape to see you again!”

“But-”

“But she doesn't give a damn about you! They had ample opportunities to see you over the years and they didn't. I've been there since day one and now this bigot comes outta nowhere and you wanna just take her side!  That fucking hurts, Oli!”

“Dad, I...I don't know.”

“Clearly!”

Without another word, the boy released his father and grabbed his girlfriend's hand before storming into the flat.

David instantly regretted the entire altercation and quickly chased after the boy. “Oli, wait.”

Oliver stared at the floor as he spoke through gritted teeth in hopes that his tears wouldn't spill over. “Dad, I really think that things are a little tense right now, um,” he got out before his voice got caught on the lump in his throat. “We've never

...fought before…and I-I-” The boy shook his head before tightening his hold on his girlfriend's hand as he rushed towards the flat's exit.

“Whoa, where are you going?!” Pam shouted. “Why are you cryin- hey don't walk away when I'm talking to you!”

The boy would deal with his grandmother's wrath at another time but he couldn't get out of that house fast enough.

Ronis wanted to say some comforting words, but based on the Oliver's expression, she decided to remain quiet as he led her through the parking lot to the curb. When the combination of tears and the icy winds that made them freeze-dry to his cheeks became too much, the boy sank to the curb.

“Babe, get up, it's cold and don't have your coat. I don't want you to get sick.” Bordering on hysterical, the boy didn't care what happened to him but he didn't protest when Ronis grabbed his arm and used all her weight to pull him to his feet. “Let's go to my dorm. I'll make you cocoa stuffed with marshmallows.”

---

“David!” Pam shouted. “What's wrong with Oliver?!”

“We got into a misunderstanding,” he grumbled.

“Misunderstanding?” Jackie scoffed. “More like Oliver found out that Dad's been portraying me and Mum as the face of evil when really we've been trying to be in that kid's life since the beginning.”

“What?!” the woman shouting before slapping her son. “Why the fuck would you do that?!”

“I was only trying to protect him!”

Pam slapped the boy again. “Watch your motherfucking tone!” David accepted the blows allowing the physical pain to match the way he felt on the inside. “You motherfuckers are killing my buzz. Go find him and make it right!”

“Yes ma'am,” he mumbled weakly before making his way towards the exit.

The man made it to his car and immediately called his fiancee. When it went to voicemail, he called again. Then again.

Hi, you've reached Lisa, I'm sorry I missed your call. Feel free to leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible!

“Babe, please call me back,” David sniffled. “I just got into a fight with Oli and I just-” his voice hung on the lump in his throat. “I just really need your voice telling me it'll be okay right now. I love you,” he got out before breaking down completely.

---

“Sonique is spending the night at her parents house for Christmas so we have the place to ourselves,” Ronis said as she led her boyfriend into her dorm room. “Hell, I think the entire campus is empty right now but we'd never get away with cuddling at my house,” the girl giggled as she removed her coat. She turned to her boyfriend who had pressed his back against the door. The tears were long gone, but the boy  hadn't uttered a single word since they'd left his grandparents home. Ronis sighed as she dug through her drawer to find her favorite pug mug before heating water and making a mix of hot chocolate. She stuffed it to the brim with tiny marshmallows and walked it over to the boy. He accepted it but didn't take a sip. “You don't want it?”

“Um, yeah,” he said quietly. “Thanks.”

Hearing the boy's voice made her smile. “Sit, sit so that I can give you your gifts.”

Oliver took a deep breath and made his way to the girl's bed. He sat on the edge and took a  miniscule sip before Ronis handed him a small box.

“For me?” he asked dryly.

“Yeah I think you'll like it.”

The boy popped the lid of the box open to what he thought was a stapler.

“It's a pick punch,” Ronis chirped. “Like a hole punch but for things like old credit cards and stuff to make picks for your guitar.”

Oliver smiled without showing his teeth. “Thanks, babe. I love it.”

“Yayyy.”

He kissed the girl before she reached underneath the bed. “I have something else for you.” Ronis pulled the wrapped box from its hiding place and handed it to Oliver. “Open that and I'll be right back,” she said, doing her best to contain her excitement. The girl pushed herself off of the bed, grabbed a bag from the closet and quickly rushed into the bathroom.

The boy sighed and slowly ripped into the winter wonderland themed gift wrap to reveal a plain white box. Oliver undid the flap at one end of the box only to find it stuffed with a gift bag.

“What the hell,” he mumbled to himself. The boy pulled the red gift bag out of the box before yanking the white tissue paper off of the top, revealing the even smaller gift bag underneath. Oliver smiled as he shook his head and dumped the contents of the second bag onto the bed; a small wrapped box. “You're killing me!” he chuckled loud enough for the girl to hear.

“It's the build up to something amazinggggg,” Ronis replied.

“What are you up to, woman?”

“You'll see in a secondddd. Are you feeling any better?”

“Yeah... I just don't wanna think about it.”

“Well, I hope that this gift offers enough of a distraction,” she practically purred.

“I'm sure it will,” he said as he tore into the small wrapped box. It was a small plain white box. Oliver quickly snatched open one end only to find yet another wrapped package. “Ronis!”

“Whatttt?” she asked innocently.

“What is this?”

“Did you open it yet?”

“I'm trying but you have a million packages, boxes and bags!”

“Patience is virtue, my love.”

Oliver took a deep breath. When he ripped into the wrapping he'd lost count of and saw the plastic, the boy grinned. “Finally!” He tossed the paper over his shoulder before turning his attention to the casing in his hand, raising an eyebrow at the small pink device inside. “What the-” the boy said as he read the label. “Frisky Fingers Vibrating Sleeve…”

At that moment, his girlfriend emerged from the bathroom.

“Babe, what the hell is-” The boy's eyebrows shot up when he saw Ronis leaning against the door frame dressed in nothing but a sheer red negligee trimmed in white fur and cinched under the bust with a thin strap that resembled Santa Claus’s classic black belt. Her wild curls framed her face had been washed of all her holiday makeup, allowing the natural glow of her mocha skin to shine through.

“Ho, ho, ho,” she said seductively.

“Whoa,” was all Oliver could manage to say, eliciting a giggle from the girl as she sauntered towards him.

“You like it?”

“Like is a fucking understatement,” the boy exhaled. “But what the hell is this?” he asked as he held up the sex toy.

Ronis settled onto the spot next to him. “It's a vibrating finger cozy.”

“And you want me to...use this on you?”

“That was the plan,” she bashfully admitted.

“So this was literally just a gift for yourself,” Oliver said teasingly.

“No, I bought it for you...to use on me. I mean, it's not like you'd let me use it on you.”

The boy quickly changed the subject. “I really liked my pick punch. It'll come in handy if I ever lose a pick or if I wanna make a collection of picks made out of random materials. I really think a pick made out of titanium would be really cool, although-”

Ronis silenced him with her lips. “I'm sorry,” she whispered. “I didn't mean to make uncomfortable. I just want to make you feel as good as you make me feel.”

“Seeing you feel good makes me happy. That's all I need.”

The girl smiled as she slid onto the boy's lap, straddling him before she wrapped her arms around his neck. Oliver gently cradled her ass in his hands as their lips connected.

“Grab it harder,” she demanded, prompting the boy to give her cheeks a firm squeeze as they continued to make out.

Oliver's hands eventually moved to girl's chest and he let out a low groan. “Your boobs are softer than Clair de Lune and Moonlight Sonata’s first movement put together.”

Ronis cackled. “I love it when you speak music to me.”

The boy laughed before he kissing her and rolling her onto her back against the cool teal satin sheets of her small bed.

“I don't want a lot for Christmasss,” Ronis sang in a low, sensual voice. “There's just one thing I needdd.”

Oliver smiled. “You're giving me goosebumps.”

“That's not all I'm gonna give you,” she growled as she pulled the boy down into a kiss.

“Herpes?” he mumbled against her lips.

“Fuck all the way off!” she laughed, giving his chest a shift shove while he laughed at his own joke.

“I'm kidding.”

“I don't forgive you.”

The boy raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really?” he asked, taking the statement as a personal challenge.

“Nope.”

Oliver kissed the spot on the girl's neck that he knew drove her crazy. “Do you forgive me now?”

“No,” she exhaled.

The boy moved to her chest, gently kissing each of her boobs. “What about now?”

“Nuh uh.”

He raised an eyebrow before he kissed her jawline while his left hand traveled to smooth, sheer red fabric of her panties. The boy allowed his fingers to slowly dance around her sensitive spot and he smiled as the girl wriggled beneath beneath him. “Do you forgive me now?”

“Yesss. Just fuck me,” she pleaded.

“Not so fastttt,” her boyfriend teased. “You stepped your game up tonight and I'll try to do the same.” Oliver walked his fingers up from between the girl's legs to the fur bow that was holding the negligee closed across the girl's chest. He slowly tugged at one end of the bow and each half of the fabric to fall to girl's sides, exposing her perfect supple breasts.

The boy placed his hands over each boob and gave them a gentle massage.

“Mmm, that feels nice,” she exhaled.

Oliver kissed each soft mound before kissing her lips, then jaw, then neck; moving further and further down, leaving a trail of kisses until he reached the top of her underwear. He hooked his fingers into the sides of the thong and waited for the girl to lift her hips, allowing him to pull the small piece of fabric down her smooth legs and off completely. The boy pretended to tuck them into his pocket.

“What the- oh my God you're such a dork,” his girlfriend giggled. “That's your real Christmas present.”

“The best gift ever,” he growled before kissing her ankles, then calves, then inner thighs as he made his way up to the tender spot between the girl's legs, stopping a few centimeters shy of her bundle of nerves.

Ronis let out a feeble groan as the yearning to be touched grew stronger and stronger.

“You okay?” the boy teasingly asked, knowing exactly what the source of her strain was.

“You're driving me insaneee.”

“Am I?” he asked innocently as he moved agonizingly slow, gently tracing the perimeter of her box with his fingertips.

“Fuck me, babe. Pleaseeee.”

Oliver flashed a devilish smirk and continued to tease the girl.

“You know what-” Ronis growled as she sat up and snatched the boy's vest off. She tossed it to the floor then swiftly ripped into his red dress shirt, sending buttons flying about the room in every direction.

“Hey, this is Egyptian cotton! “I'll buy you another,” she panted as she stripped him of the fabric, throwing it over her head prior to grabbing the boy's belt buckle. Ronis managed to undo the latch before Oliver grabbed her wrists and pinned her back onto the bed. Surprisingly, the boy didn't find himself upset that she'd attempted to get into his trousers, but more so that she was impatient and hijacked control of the situation. He frowned as he held her into place. “I'm only going to say this once,” he said in a low, commanding voice. “Patience is a motherfucking virtue, my love. Don't leave this bed again.” “Yes, sir,” she said innocently. “I've been a very naughty girl and I deserve to be punished.” “You do,” Oliver said as he bit his lip and daringly rustled the girl's hair with both hands. “Ugh!” Ronis snarled as she pounced on her boyfriend but he quickly overpowered her and pinned her again. “Something wrong?” the boy teased. “I'm gonna kick your ass.” “Ooo, so violent. That's kinda sexy though.” “Babeeee,” she whined as she wiggled against her restraints. “Whatttt?” “I'm horny as fuck and you're driving me crazy in the wrong way!” Oliver released one of her wrists and moved his grande to her boob, giving her nipple a small pinch. “The wrong way?” Stubborn as ever, the girl bit her lip as she nodded encouraging Oliver to take the other sensitive nub between his fingers; giving them gentle twists and pulls. “Mm, oh fuckkk.” “The wrong way?” the boy asked again. “No, that feels really gooddd.” Oliver's grin was smug as he kissed her. “But I need moreee.” He chuckled as he pushed himself off of the bed. “Where are you goingggg?” “Stop whining,” he ordered. Ronis pouted. “I touched your hair so I have to wash my hands before I proceed with anything else.” “Are you trying to say that my hair is nasty?” “Yes, Ronis,” he said sarcastically. “Your hair is a dirt motel with germs and lice living there.” She scowled. “Oh, you can fuck all the way off for that.” “You don't mean that.” “Yes, I do. You're an arsehole.” Oliver raised the sex toy that the girl had gifted him and displayed it with a cheesy smile as if he was in an infomercial. “Okay, okay,” she whimpered. “I didn't mean it.” “That's what I thought. Besides we came in from outside and got right to business, I needed to wash my hands anyway.” He entered the bathroom and opened the device before washing his hands. “Plus your hair smells like weed.” “Oh my God, ew! That’s not attractive! Why didn't you say something?” “It's oddly comforting,” he laughed as he emerged from the bathroom. “Okay, let's figure this thing out. It's not gonna chop my finger off or anything, right?” Ronis giggled. “No, you just slide it on your index finger and turn it on.” “Is this for the outside...or inside?” he asked barely above a whisper. “Both I suppose. But you've never penetrated me befo-” “Okay, okay,” the boy rushed to avoid the embarrassment. “Babe, we should be able to talk about our bodies to each other. Especially since you've seen every inch of mine.” His cheeks flushed bright crimson. “True.” “Would you prefer to say penetrate or finger?” “Oh, God,” he sighed. “Um, finger. No, penetrate- ugh-” “Let’s put it this way, bear Oli hasn't entered the Ronis cave yet.” The boy's skin could've been comparable to a barrel of hot coals. “That works…” “And I'm not opposed to bear Oli exploring said cave today.” “Will it hurt?” “Maybe. But we won't know unless we try.” The boy frowned. “Please, Oli. Just try.” He nodded and she quickly pulled him into a kiss. The couple made out for several minutes before Oliver moved to her neck then breasts gently kissing each one to show his appreciation. The boy then took his time making his way down the girl's stomach until he reached her waistline, he gave Ronis a smug look that made her giggle. “I love you,” she said softly. The boy replied by kissing her inner thigh, causing a shiver to trickle down her spine before gently touching the girl's love button. Ronis gasped at the contact and prepared herself to get used to the feeling of his fingers when the boy wrapped his mouth around her sensitive lady parts. “Oh my God,” the girl moaned as she arched her back. Oliver pressed his forearm over the her hips to hold the girl in place as he began to build up a rhythm as he worked his tongue on and around her love button. “Holy shit, babe, that feels amazinggggg. Ah!” she squealed when he started to do something new that she couldn't pinpoint. “Fuckkk, oh my God.” The boy pulled away. “Told you I'd try and step my game up,” he chuckled before returning his mouth to her aching mound. Ronis tangled her fingers into the boy's brown tresses as she continued to moan and before long she could feel the tingling brewing from the pit of her stomach. “Oli, I'm gonna come.” Oliver began to work with new vigor and soon after, his mouth was flooded with the sweet and tangy taste of his girlfriend's cum. The boy lapped up every drop before grinning. “Still just as good as candy.” “Dork,” she panted, still too lost in the ecstasy to respond further.

The boy grinned but soon his heart began to race. “Um, I guess I can try the...cave thing now.” “Okay,” Ronis said excitedly. Oliver gulped and gently pressed his index finger at the girl's small opening. He paused. “It's okay,” she assured. The boy slowly pushed his finger inside the girl and made a face at the hot, wet flesh that surrounded it. “What?” Ronis asked, quickly growing self conscious. “It feels like warm mush or lumpy pudding.” The girl gasped. “Thanks,” was her dry response. “Well not in a bad way! You know that slime putty that kids play with to make fart noises? It's like that but warm.” “That description makes me feel real sexy,” Ronis said, sarcasm evident.   He frowned. “Why are you upset?” “Because your descriptions suck!” “Well, have you felt it? It's kinda hard to pinpoint exactly what it feels like. Help me out here.” “I want my vagina to be described as crushed velvet, not lumpy pudding.” “Crushed velvet works! But ya know...moist.” Ronis rolled her eyes. “No matter how you describe it babe, it still feels awesome.” She sighed in exasperation. “Thank you, Oliver.”

“You're welcome,” he chirped before turning his attention back to the matter at hand by slowing pulling his finger out of the girl then gently pushing back in. He did this several more times prior to picking up the pace. Ronis exhaled. “That feels kinda nice.” “Just kinda?” “Yeah...like I feel the movement but it's not necessarily bringing me pleasure.” “So what should I do?” “Try curving your finger up, maybe you can find my G-spot.” “Your what?” “Oh my God, how are you so innocent?” she practically cooed. The boy blushed. “I have my finger in your vagina. I'm not innocent.” “If you say so, babe. But a G-spot is just like a sensitive bundle of nerves at the roof of the vagina I think. And if it's stimulated, the orgasms are said to be amazing.” “Okay,” the boy said simply as he processed the information. He curled his finger upward while he continued to slowly move it and out. Ronis' reaction was nearly instantaneous. “Ohhh,” she moaned lightly. Oliver sighed in relief and picked up the pace. “No, no. Go slowwww.” “Okay,” he said, slightly embarrassed. “It's like a deep tissue massage...you don't wanna rush that.” The boy cracked a smile. “Good to know.” He kept his strokes slow and sensual, growing more smug as he sat up and watched the girl's face as she deprived so much pleasure from his touch. When Ronis felt eyes on her, her lids flew open. “Whatttt?” she bashfully asked. “Nothingggg. My face is usually between your thighs. I just never get to see you from this angle.” The girl covered her face with her hands. “Stoppp, you're so beautiful.” “Then take a picture,” she joked. “Seriously?” he gasped as he clawed for his phone. Ronis cackled. “Nooo! Just imagine if that got in the wrong hands.” “Like mine,” he chuckled. “Knowing something like that is on my phone...I wouldn't be able to focus on anything else.” “You're silly.” “I'm in love.” A rosy hue took over her cheeks as Oliver leaned down to kiss her. The new angle of his hand allowed more pressure to be applied to the girl's sweet spot. “Oh my God,” she moaned out, wrapping her arms around his neck as she stared into his bright hazel eyes. It was the most intimate they'd ever been and Ronis felt like this was true love making. To avoid crying, she kissed him but it didn't stop her from tearing up. “I'm gonna come,” she whimpered against his lips. There was something in the girl's tone that tugged at Oliver's heart strings and as the muscles of her sugar walls tightened around his finger, he knew that this Christmas had been a milestone in their relationship and he wanted to do something special for her. “Fuck,” she panted weakly. “It doesn't look like it, but that was probably the most intense orgasm I've ever had.” “Really?” The girl nodded. “It was like a ray of heated unicorn sparkles brewed in the pit of my stomach and slowly spread throughout my either body.” “Wow, that sounds magically.” “It was,” Ronis exhaled before tenderly kissing him. “Do you want me to use frisky fingers now?” She shook her head. “Maybe next time. I just want you to hold me.” “Okay...um, do you think I can take a quick shower first?” “You don't have any clothes here.” “I know…” Ronis raised an eyebrow. “Of course…don’t take too long.” He pressed his lips against hers before pushing himself off of the bed and into the bathroom, locking the door as his heart raced at the thought of what he was about to do.

Despite the snowy winter weather, Oliver turned the shower nozzle to cold. The boy quickly disrobed and stepped into the path of the icy spray. He shivered at the initial contact but swiftly welcomed the chilly fall as it calmed his senses. “It’ll be okay,” he mumbled to himself. “Ronis loves you.” Oliver splashed his face one last time, turned off the water and exited the shower. After patting himself dry with a towel, he wrapped the fluffy cotton around his waist. The boy glanced at his pale reflection in the mirror and before the chagrin could set in, he made his way to the door. With a shaking hand, Oliver slowly turned the knob and exited the bathroom. His heart pounded against his chest as Ronis watched him through heavily lidded eyes. “Hi,” she said softly. The girl must've gotten cold while her boyfriend was away because she had pulled on his red dress shirt. Two sizes too big, the fabric draped over her breasts and thighs in that perfect way that guys liked when girls wore their clothing. Oliver swore that he'd go into cardiac arrest at any moment. “H-Hi,” he stammered. The girl seductively beckoned him over with her index finger. “Okay...but um, first. I have something to say.” Ronis sat up on her forearms. Oliver cleared his throat. “Um, since you always tease me about my songwriting skills, I wanted to say something really poetic but I'm just drawing a blank. So I'll just...do it,” he practically whimpered as his nerves began to overwhelm him. But the boy bravely dropped the towel, subjecting himself to the most vulnerable position he'd ever been in since informing the girl that he was transgender. Ronis’s eyes were wide and curious as she took in every inch of her lover's body. Although only a few seconds had gone by, it felt like an eternity to the boy. He fixed his mouth to say something but Ronis bet him to the punch. “You're perfect, Oliver David.” The words seemingly lifted the weight of the world off of the boy's shoulder as he relaxed for the first time since entering the bathroom. “Can I see your bum?” Ronis asked with sheer excitement underlining her tone. Oliver blushed. “I don't have one of those,” he sighed as he turned around. Although on the flat side of the spectrum, the boy's cheeks were still firm and desirable enough for any butf lover to grab on frisky nights.

“Babe, you have a great ass!”

Made even more bashfully by the compliments, the boy grabbed the towel and returned it to his waist. “Thank you,” he said quietly.

“Get your sexy self over here.”

The boy smiled as he made his way over to the bed. He climbed in next to the girl and wrapped his arms around her.

She kissed the back of his hand. “You know, there's an invention that's been out for a few centuries called a razor. I'm not sure if you've heard of it buttt,” she teased before the boy laughed.

“I'm only hairy on my face, pits and lower body, jerk.”

“I knowww. It's so hot…although, I'm going to convince you to shave your legs one day.”

The boy gasped. “Why?”

“Because I wanna see what it'd look likeeee.”

“How about you shave your head then? I wanna see what it'd look like.”

Ronis quickly pushed the boy away. “That's not even the same thing! Your leg hair would grow back in a week!”

“Probably,” the boy said with a shrug.

“So why would you even say something like that? The fact that you even uttered the words ‘shave my head’ is so asinine, just-”

The boy silenced her with a kiss and then she exploded in giggles when he boldly licked her cheek.

“Eww!”

“You want me to do it again?” he threatened.

“No!”

“Then calm your ass down.”

“Yes, Sir,” the girl said as she returned his arm around her. “Just tread lightly when you talk about my hair.”

“Pfft, don't tell me how to tread.”

Ronis found herself being turned on all over again as the boy continued to assert himself. “Yes, Sir...but ugh, don't lick my cheek again, pig.”

“Fine.”

The girl frowned. “You're not gonna...chastise me?”

“Nah. You've put up with enough tonight. I'm... I'm just happy that seeing me naked didn't make things like...uncomfortable between us.”

Ronis sat up. “Why would it make things uncomfortable?”

“You know…”

“No, I don't know. But if you're thinking what I think you're thinking, then you need to snap out of it. Nothing physical about you could never deter me. You could get acne, you could turn green, you could grow a third eye...wait no, not-”

“Nope! You said it, you can't take it back,” he said be with a playful chuckle.

“Fineee. I'll even love you with a third eye.”

“Thank you, baby.” The boy pulled the girl into a kiss.

“You are such physical perfection...that if you'd let me... I'd fuck the shit out of you right now,” she whispered against his lips.

Oliver gulped as the blood began to flow throughout his entire body, warming particularly in his groin. “I-I-I-I need to shower.”

Ronis kept her hold on the boy's arms tight. “Babe, it's okay,” she cooed. “It's okay to feel things. I know it's strange but it's natural.”

“I’m not ready,” he whimpered.

“Oliver, I'm not pressing you to do anything, I just don't want you to ever feel disgusted in your own skin. Never. Okay?”

He nodded.

Ronis comforted him with a tender, loving kiss. “Alright, booger. Go have your shower.”

The boy quickly pushed himself off of the bed and entered the bathroom, pressing his back against the door as soon as it was closed. After turning on the shower, the boy took a deep breath and opened the door. “Um...do you wa-wanna j-join me?”

“Absofuckinglutely! But are you sure?”

“Do you really want to give me time to change my mind?” he chuckled.

“No!” Ronis squealed as she jumped off of the bed and into the boy's arms. “As long as I get to touch your ass while we're in there.”

“Sure...as long as it doesn't get weird.”

“I promise it won't. I'll just play them like bongos.”

The boy laughed. “We'll take this thing day by day.”

“Day by day,” she repeated before Oliver blindly walked them backwards into the bathroom while Ronis kicked the door shut, leaving them in the privacy of the steamy room to enjoy the remainder of their Christmas.

---

Jason sighed as he climbed into the back of the limo. “So where is this house?” he asked Lucian.

“Upstate.”

“Okay.”

“Yeah, the owner wants to meet you before he lets you rent it.”

“Ugh, why?”

“Maybe because he doesn't want some teenagers destroying his mansion.”

“It's not ‘some teenagers’. It'll just be Matt and I for two nights.”

“How romantic,” the man said dryly. “So what do you have planned anyway?”

He scoffed. “What do you think?”

Lucian rolled his eyes and stayed silent for the remainder of the ride.

“Oh my God, this looks like a fucking castle,” the brunette gasped as they pulled up the winding driveway to the massive estate.

“It kinda is. It has fifty bedrooms and seventy-two bathrooms.”

“What the fuck! That's insane.”

“Yeah, I'll let the owner tell you the rest if the details.”

“What? Why? I thought this was just a 'hi, nice to meet you. I won't destroy your house’ type of meeting?”

“Just come on,” the man groaned in exasperation as he climbed out of the limo. “And fix your hair.”

Jason rolled his eyes and followed Lucian’s lead, quickly hopping out of the vehicle to rush through the frigid air.

“Come on in,” a vaguely familiar voice offered.

The brunette looked up and met the brown eyes of Mark Diller. Stunned, confused and speechless, the boy had no idea what to think.

“Hi, Jason! You seem a little shocked.”

“Um…yeah. I didn't realize that this was your home.”

“Oh, yes, this is one of my childhood homes actually. So take really good care of it,” he said light heartedly.

“Well, I'm not really sure if I'd be comfortable staying here…”

Mark frowned. “How come?”

“You proposed to me,” he reminded. “And I'm looking for a house to celebrate my anniversary...a little awkward, ain't it?”

Lucian quickly intervened. “What he means is that he can't fully make a decision until he sees the entire estate.”

“Um, no,” the boy hissed. “I meant what I said.”

“And so did I,” Mark replied. “My offer still stands. But in the meantime, if you like the house then I can definitely be professional.” The man extended his arm. “May you do me the honor?”

Jason thought for a minute before sighing. “Well, it is an exquisite home...and pretty much exactly what I'm looking for.” He reluctantly wrapped his arm around the man's before Mark began to lead him through the foyer and down a long corridor. When they passed a large Versailles style mirror, Jason regretted not fixing his hair when his manager had told him to. He self consciously smoothed the wild waves.

Mark smiled. “So, the house, or chateau if you will, was built in 1919 and it was originally a hotel exclusively for the rich and famous. But my great great grandfather bought it and turned it into a single family home. Summers here were always amazing and I hope you and Matt have just as much fun as I did.”

Jason paused. “I'm sorry, I just can't do it. This is way too weird. Besides your house is probably way out of my budget.”

“Lucian didn't tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“I'm letting you stay here for free, of course.”

“But... I- why?”

“I could never make you pay for anything, let only what my family typically charges to rent this place out.”

“Oh...um-”

“I mean, you could still say no and find some place that's the same price and half the size with owners not even half as friendly or cute as me,” he chuckled.

“That's true,” he sighed.

Mark grinned.

“I meant the pricing and size thing, not the cute and friendly thing. Well, no, it's not that you aren't friendly- I, ugh.”

The man laughed. “Well, the house is yours if you want it.”

Jason pursed his lips as he weighed his options.

“There's a theater, four pools: two inside, two outside. There's a race track, stables and a helicopter pad with a pilot on speed dial to take you on tours of the cityyy.”

The corners of the brunette's mouth curled upwards but he fought it.

“Staff will wait on you hand in foottttt,” Mark added.

“Mark, I-”

“There's also the music room.”

“Music room?” he asked, curiosity obviously peaked.

“Allow me to show you.”

Jason obliged as he followed the man to the nearest elevator. He sequestered himself in one corner of the lift while Mark occupied the other. To avoid the awkwardness, the man spoke.

“So how have the fan interactions been on your tour thus far?”

“Pretty interesting. Although, nothing has topped a marriage proposal,” he chuckled.

Mark laughed. “So how did Matt take that? I hope you didn't get into trouble.”

“He doesn't know.”

“Whatttttt, I thought-”

“Well, it wasn't something I thought was a big deal.”

“Hmm I was the most interesting fan interaction and yet you didn't tell him?”

The brunette scowled. “What I do and don't do with my boyfriend is none of your business.”

“Fair enough,” he chuckled.

Jason huffed out a stiff exhale.

“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.”

“I'm not upset,” he snapped back before sighing. “I just don't like being grilled about stuff, ya know? Especially when it pertains to Matt who does have his issues, but I deal with it because I love him.”

Mark pursed his lips.

“What?”

“Nothing,” he chirped just as the elevator doors slid open.

Jason rolled his eyes and followed him down another corridor, admiring each ornate detail carved into the crown molding and wainscoting along with every expensive piece of art.

“The music room is this door coming up on the right. I'll let you do the honors.”

The brunette excitedly opened turned the knob and his eyes honed right in on the massive piano in the corner. “Oh my God,” he gasped as he rushed over. “This is a Steinway & Sons Rococo Model D Victorian Grand! What year? 1880?”

“1871,” Mark informed as he approached. “With carved Brazilian rosewood.”

“She's beautiful. I never thought I'd ever seen one in person,” the boy exhaled, hands hovering over keys. “May I?”

“It may be out of tune. But I'd be honored to have Jason Dardo play the piano in my house.”

The boy eagerly sat at the leather stool before his fingers danced across the antique keys producing a rich yet hollow sound. “Yeah, she could definitely use a tuning but, ugh, you almost want to leave it like that because she's seen so much and you just have to respect it.”

Mark smiled admiringly. “The way you speak about the piano, like it's a person, is so eloquent.”

He blushed. “I just love this instrument so much.”

“May I?” he asked as he gestured towards the spot next to the boy.

“Sure.” Mark sat down and moved his fingers across the piano in a lighting fast flourish that made Jason's jaw dropped. “I didn't know you could play. And really well at that.”

“Of course not. You don't know me,” he said as he slowed the melody down to a soft sensuous number. “And you didn't never called to get to know me.”

“No I didn't,” Jason admitted. “But your Wikipedia said that your hobbies included 'attempting’ to play the piano.”

Mark grinned. “You looked up my Wiki?”

“No, no,” he said defensively. “Lucian did.”

“Hmm,” the man hummed before singing one of boy's hit singles in a pitch perfect voice that shocked Jason even more. “If I could turn back the hands of time, oh you ,my darling, would've always been mine,” he sang, tweaking the words to match how he felt. “You'd never have to be scared or cryyy. You'd never have to scream or wonder why, if I could turn back the hands of time.”

Jason was immensely moved by the rendition that he barely noticed when the man began to lean in. And when he realized, the mesmerized boy closed his eyes as he felt Mark's slow breathing against his lips.

“Strictly professional,” the man whispered before quickly pushing himself off of the stool. “Like I said earlier, if you want the house for the weekend, it's your. I just...I just can't do this,” he rushed with a lump in his throat before exiting the room.  

Extremely embarrassed, Jason took a deep breath and shook off the tense interaction before pushing him off of the stool and out of exit. He retraced his steps down the corridor and up the elevator until he found Lucian in the living room. “Yo, what the fuck did you do to Mark?”

“Nothing,” he said, questioning in his tone. “Wh-What did he, um, what did he say?”

“He gave me the keys and said that he was going to catch a flight to Barcelona because it's warm there. But he looked a little upset so I asked him what was wrong and he said that he didn't want to be the source of your regrets.”

“Oh,” Jason said quietly.

“What does that meannn?” Lucian pressed.

“Nothing,” he snapped. “Let's get this house ready for tomorrow. I need a ride arranged for Matt, chocolate covered strawberries, alcohol free champagne and like ten thousand roses. Go to every florist in New York if you have to.”

“News flash, I manage your career. I'm not your assistant.”

“Then hire me an assistant and get this shit done!”

Lucian smirked. “Aww, poor baby. Are you sexually frustrated? Displacing your tension with Mark onto me. Classic.”

The boy scowled. “I don't have tension with Mark.”

“Well after he turned down my advances, I truly began to see the undeniable chemistry between you two. It's kinda hot to watch.”

“You're disgusting,” the boy said as he stormed out of the house.

“I know that!” Lucian chuckled. “I'll get right on making this place a sex dungeon for you!”

---

Despite being the disaster that happened the last time she'd seen her son, Lisa was extremely excited to see Matt that Christmas for dinner. The duo was joined by Josh, Lace and even one year old Anais.

“Her being here doesn't make you uncomfortable, does it, Mom?” Josh asked. “As I was leaving Dad's, she didn't want me to put her down so I just brought her along.”

“Oh, no it's fine,” Lisa assured. “She's a innocent little angel.”

“Angel,” the toddler repeated.

“Yes! You areee,” Matt cooed as he fed his sister more peas.

“So, I wanted to talk to you guys about something,” the matriarch began. “David and I being engaged.”

Matt acted like he didn't hear the statement as he continued to coddle and feed the girl.

“What about it, Mom?” Josh asked.

“What do you think? Am I rushing-”

“Yes,” her younger son quietly interjected. “You got divorced two seconds ago and now you want to subject yourself to all of that vulnerability again? I just don't get it.”

“But David and I have a connection. If you know you want to be with someone for the rest of your life, why wait? Especially at my age.”

“Especially at your age, you should know better,” he retorted.

The woman frowned.

“All I'm saying is think about it,” the boy said, tone uncharacteristically understanding. “You wouldn't be asking us if we think it's too soon if you didn't have concerns of your own.”

Lisa's expression slowly morphed into defeat. “Yeah... I do.”

“Like what, Mom?” Josh asked.

“A few things. I have no idea where we'll live, he has his practice in London and I have my office here and we haven't discussed it, but I'm not sure if either of us is ready to move across the world.”

“But can't you open a office in London or vice versa?” her son continued. “I just think that if you don't have small kids in the house and you're so in love, distance isn't a problem.” His wife gave him a gentle nudge in the side and they shared a kiss.

“But she hasn't even known this guy that long,” Matt retorted. “What if you move and discover that you hate it there? Or his family is crazy as fuck.”

“Matty, don't say fuck at the table.”

“Sorry, but it's true.”

“But if that's what Mom wants to do, even if it all fails, we'll be there for her because we're her kids Matt,” Josh said. “We don't agree with some things you do but we support you because we love you.”

“I guess,” the boy mumbled.

“Although, I'd prefer if you got David to move here. I don't think I can live without your beef wellington Wednesdays.”

“I've gotten all of his favorite meals mastered  except for that one!” Lace exclaimed. “It's so difficult. You just have to to share your secret with me.”

Lisa giggled. “Well according to Josh, if I tell you my secret, I won't be useful anymore.”

“Mom, that's not true. We'll need you for a lot of things.”

“Like?” the woman pressed.

“Cooking...telling us how great we are...um,-”

“We'd really miss you,” Lace added.

“Thank you, Lace,” the woman said, clearly unconvinced.

“How about we open presents?” Josh asked in attempt to ease the awkwardness.

“Yes!” Matt cheered as he grabbed his little sister. “I got the coolest stuff for you Anais.”

He rushed to the living room followed by the other three adults.

“Did you miss being on the Christmas card this year?” Josh asked his mother.

“The Christmas card thing is a Lent tradition. I'm no longer a Lent, therefore, no. Besides, I think it's such a lame thing to do. 'Oh let's all put on goofy sweaters to take pictures to send to everyone, meh’,” she mocked.

Matt cackled. “That's amazing.”

“Yeah we just weren't feeling it without you being included,” Josh admitted.

“Well that's sweet of you but because I'm no longer associated, doesn't mean you need to cut that side of your family out.”

“We won't,” he assured.

The group quickly went through the gifts underneath the tree, sharing 'thank yous’ and hugs until Josh grabbed the last box from underneath the tree and handed it to Lisa.

“Aw, what's this?”

“Just open ittttt.”

The woman obliged, lifted the lid and began to read the card inside. “Thank you for always being there for us, we'll always support each other. We need your help now more than ever because you're about to be a grandmother!” she read, barely getting through the last line without bursting into tears. “A grandmother!” the woman wept as she threw her arms around the couple.

“Yeahhhh, I totally almost ruined the surprise at the table,” the man chuckled. “We'll need your help with everything.”

“I don't know how to change a diaper,” Lace whimpered in embarrassment.

“Oh, sweetheart, you'll learn! I'll teach you everything I know. Oh my God, I'm going to be a grandmother!”

“I'm going to be an uncle,” Matt pondered. “Cool.”

“How far along are you? Do we know the gender yet? Can I be in the room when you deliver? Oh! The nursery! What color scheme-”

“Mom, mom, you have to give us time to answer the question before you ask another,” Josh chuckled.

“Sorry, sweetheart! I'm just sooooo excited.”

“I’m 13 weeks. We don't know the gender yet but we'll find out soon. I'm not sure if you'd want to be in the room when I deliver, my bum isn't the prettiest sight and the nursery, well, I was hoping that you'd help me fix it up. I know nothing about interior design.”

Lisa squealed. “Yes! Do you want to wait before or after you find out the gender? You know, we can always go gender neutral.”

“I'd like that,” Lace sighed.

“Babe, sit d-”

“Yes, Lace sit down and rest,” Lisa rushed as she lead the girl to the couch. “There's no such thing as too much rest for a pregnant woman.”

Lace shot her husband a wide eyed look but Josh smiled, assuring her that it was okay.

“Mom, your phone's ringing,” Matt announced.

“Oh, it's probably just David. I'll call him back later,” she said dismissively as she sat next to her daughter-in-law. “So have you thought of any names? What hospital will you be delivering at?”

Matt shook his head as he approached his brother. “Are you really going to let her hijack your wife's womb?”

Josh laughed. “I think all grandmothers do.”

“I guess. Congrats, bro.” They shared a hug before Matt checked his watch. “Jason should be here any minute.”

“Oh, yeah. Have fun. Happy anniversary.”

No less than five minutes later, there was a loud horn that sounded from outside.

“So is Jason too big of a star to come in and say hello now?”

“Mom, just stop,” Matt sighed as he opened the door. Instead of his boyfriend's Honda, there was a sleek white Rolls Royce waiting in the driveway. A massive grin spread across the boy's face until a stranger climbed out of driver's side.

“You Matt?”

“Yeah.”

“I was sent to take you…” he checked his script, “‘on a night of magical events that you'll never forget’,” he recited dryly before opening the door to the back seat.

The boy cleared his throat and made his way to the vehicle, thanking the man as he climbed inside.

Matt rubbed the smooth leather seats that he would've appreciated much more had Jason been there with him. “So where are we going?”

The man checked his script. “'To a magical place...far...far...away’.”

“Nice…” the boy sighed as he pulled out his phone to send his boyfriend a message.

Matt: What are you up to?

Jason: I can't wait to see you ;)

Matt: Babeee

Jason: ❤

Matt tucked his phone into his pocket and subjected his attention out of the window. Watching the snow covered evergreens pass by over the next twenty minutes as his medicine kicked in made the boy drowsy. After they pulled up the winding driveway of the Diller mansion, the man opened Matt's door, offer him a helping hand so that he could exit with ease.

“Holy fucking shit,” Matt drawled as he approached the house, leaving the driver to mumble about how he was cheap for not tipping. The man quickly sped off before he had to recite another cheesy line from the script Jason had prepared for him.

Matt rang the doorbell to the estate and he was greeted by Jason's voice. “Come on in, daddy. And follow the rose petals,” he said seductively.

The boy turned the antique doorknob, entered the mansion and was instantly greeted by the aroma of fresh rose petals emanating from the bright red path that led as far as his eyes could see. The petals were lined with gold candelabras varying in heights that offered a soft, luminous glow which reflected off of any glass or metallic surface, turning the luxurious mansion into a palace of romance. Matt did as Jason was told, following the petals until he reached the foot of the large curving staircase where he saw the sparkling blue gift box with his name on the tag. He picked it up and opened it.

“Wow, a rolex.” The boy immediately slid the expensive accessory onto his wrist before continuing his journey up the stairs when he came across yet another present. Yawning as he opened it, Matt chuckled when he saw the riding crop, ball gag and handcuffs. He entered the corridor and had to admit that the large, empty mansion was slightly eerie but he made his way atop the petals until they ended at a door towards the end of the hall.

Matt opened the door and the sight of his nude boyfriend covered in rose petals and illuminated by soft candlelight was heavenly.

“Happy anniversary,” Jason said softly.

“Happy anniversary,” the boy chuckled in disbelief. “This is incredible.”

“I'm glad you like it because it's all for you.”

Matt grinned.

“Get over here.”

The boy approached, placed his stuff on the nightstand and after kicking off his shoes, climbed into bed with the brunette. “So whose house is this? I know you wouldn't buy anything like this without telling me.”

“That's not important,” Jason said as he straddled him. “The important thing is making this a magical night to remember.”

“I swear if I hear the word 'magical’ again, I'll die,” he chuckled.

Jason's face fell a little. “Well, I just want everything to be special.”

“It is, babe. You look incredible.”

“Thank you, baby,” the brunette said before kissing him so passionately that he became even more turned on by the smooth texture of his Matt's mouth. “I have something for you,” he whispered against his lips.

“Jason, I don't need anything else. This Rolex is just incredible.”

“You like it? It has black diamonds.”

“It's fucking amazing. And speaking of bling,” he said as he dug into his pocket and pulled out the gold band with three small diamonds set into it. “Give me your hand.”

“Matt..” Jason sighed, slightly uncomfortable with the situation.

“You don't want it?”

“Of course I do. It's beautiful...but I'm just not ready for what comes with it.”

“Well, it's a promise ring. I just want you to let you know that I'm doing my best to stay good and I want us to continue working on us. I love you and I wanna be with you. Forever.”

“Forever is definitely a goal I can work towards,” he giggled.

“Then give me your hand, dork.”

Jason held out his right hand and Matt slid the gold onto the boy's ring finger.

“It's so beautiful.”

“Yeah? I did good?”

“You did amazing, baby. I love it.”

“Good,” he said, stifling a yawn. “It'll only cost me ninety-nine bucks per month until it's paid off.”

“Aww, babe, how much is it?”

“None of your business.”

“But I don't want you wasting your money that could be going to your school stuff for on a ring for me.”

Matt shrugged. “That's my choice.”

“Babe, how much? Let's just pay it off now.”

“I don't have the money to pay it off now and I refuse to let you pay for your own gift. That's ridiculous.”

Jason sighed. “I'll get the information eventually and-”

“Babe, I really don't have the energy for this,” he yawned as he slid the boy off of his lap.

“No, no, no please,” the brunette whimpered, wrapping his arms around the boy's neck. “I'm sorry.”

Matt cracked a soft smile.

“I love you so much,” Jason said before pulling him into a steamy make out, unbuttoning the boy's shirt while his tongue fought for dominance. “You've been a very naughty boy this year. But inside of a lump of coal, I have something else for you.” He popped the remainder of the buttons open and went right to the boy's trousers, quickly undoing the belt and tugging at the hem. Matt lifted his hips to make for a seamless removal.

Jason bit his bottom lip in anticipation only to have his face fall when the usually ready boy was still soft. He sighed, gently took the member into his hand and began to stroke.

Matt closed his eyes as his head fell back onto the pillow. With the brunette's touch, the boy became hard within seconds.

Jason grinned. “So you just needed a jumpstart,” he whispered before kissing the tip of his boyfriend's dick. Matt shuddered at the pleasure and relaxed into the bed as his boyfriend worked his mouth along him.

“That feels amazing, baby,” he mumbled.

The brunette pulled out all of his best tricks, taking the cock completely into his mouth and getting as much as he could pass the threshold of his throat before adding a hand to massage the base while his teeth gently grazed the shaft which added an entirely new sensation. This was usually a surefire way to get Matt moaning and groaning, but when the boy remained silent, Jason continued to stroke him as he pulled his mouth away. “Babe?” When Matt responded with a light snore, Jason scowled. “Matt!”

“Hmm?”

“I'm giving you a fucking amazing blowjob and you fall asleep?!”

“I'm not asleep,” the boy slurred. “I was just resting my eyes. It feels so good, baby,” he exhaled before snoring again.

“Matttttt,” the boy whined as he shook him.

“What?” he snapped.

“Wake up!”

“I'm up!”

“No you aren'tttt. It's our anniversary and I wanna fuck.”

Matt groaned as he stretched and kissed the boy before pulling the boy on top of him. Jason quickly grabbed the condom and chocolate flavored lube that he'd tucked underneath the pillow, ripped it open and slid it onto his boyfriend's dick. The brunette cracked half a smile as he placed his hands on Jason's waist, helping the boy balance as he slathered his cock with the sweet lube before lowering himself.

Jason's breathing was labored and he winced as he adjusted to the invasion.

“Told you I was up,” Matt chuckled weakly.

“You weren't at first, asshole,” the brunette groaned as he began to rock his hips.

“I wassss,” he sighed as his eyes rolled back in pleasure.

Jason lifted himself up and then back down, repeating the motion as he worked up a rhythm. “Fuck,” he moaned. The boy was able to get about five minutes of pleasure before Matt's hands fell from his waist to the bed and the familiar snore sounded. “Matt!”

“Hm?”

“Wake up!”

The boy nodded but didn't open his eyes, forcing Jason to think of the ethical code that came along with fucking someone in their sleep. Matt would've wanted me to get off, he thought as he picked up the pace. But it's not as fun without him enjoying it too. Well, it's only fair. I put all this shit together for him. The boy didn't have to debate much longer as he felt Matt's cock soften inside of him.

“Ughhhh,” the brunette whimpered. He slapped the boy across the chest.

“The fuck,” Matt groaned.

“I hate you,” Jason sniffled as he dismounted the boy.

He mumbled something unintelligible as he turned on his side. Self confidence virtually demolished, Jason wiped his eyes from their brewing tears and grabbed his robe from the floor. He snatched the promise ring from his finger and threw it across the room before exiting the chamber of romance altogether.

The boy made his way back down the corridor and blew out all the candles just as the estate's phone began to ring. Unsure if he should answer, he cleared his throat and did so anyway.

“Hello?” he answered, voice more shaky than he anticipated.

“Jason? It's Mark. I'm not sure if they told you, but you don't have to worry about any of the alarms. I have my guys at the north and south security gates so just lock the front door and you'll be fine. If you need them just dial nine on any of the phones.”

“Okay..thank you.”

“Are you okay?”

“Um, yeah. Just, um, a little tired.”

“Oh, shit I'm so sorry for interrupting. Merry Christmas,” he rushed before hanging up.

“No wait- ugh,” the boy sighed as he returned the phone to the receiver.

Jason made his way to the first bedroom that he found, a sophisticated cream and mahogany themed room that offered the calming effect he so desperately needed. He flopped onto the bed and immediately melted into the cloud like mattress. Still semi hard, the boy exhaled as he removed his robe and wrapped his hand around cock. Filling his mind with what he had hoped his anniversary night would've been like, Jason began to stroke himself as he imagined his boyfriend's mouth around him; clear blue eyes looking up into his.

“Matt,” he panted softly before picking up the pace. The boy's strokes matched the timing of the dick he pictured slamming in and out of his ass. “Fuckkk,” Jason moaned right before coming, sending his hot cum onto his stomach and down his hand. He revelled in the orgasmic feeling for a few minutes prior to entering the ensuite to shower.

Afterwards he returned to his bed and began to scroll through Instagram. He liked a few of Oliver's music quotes and a picture of the boy dressed as the Easter bunny on Ronis’s page.

@roniselizabeth You guys are so dumb lol, he commented before intense curiosity suddenly struck him. The boy scrolled to the search bar and typed: Mark Diller.

Jason clicked on the man's account and as he swiped through, he quickly came across a picture of himself with the caption: Can't wait to meet this amazing artist! @jasondardo

“He tagged me?” the boy asked himself before remembering that his notifications were turned off due to the high volume of likes and comments he received. Jason liked the photo and continued to scroll through the man's page. Despite being a billionaire, there was nothing overly flashy about his current home, the clothes he wore or the cars he drove. The thing that did catch the brunette’s eye was the fact that the man was a thrill seeker who traveled to the far corners of the world in search of crazy and unique things to do. A photo posted just days earlier depicted the man bungee jumping at the Grand Canyon. “Oh God, I'd neverrrr.” And when he came across the man's underwater selfie with a shark. The boy was quick to comment: @markdiller you're insane!

The man's reply was swift. @jasondardo you call it insane, I call it living life to the fullest

@markdiller well at the way you put your life at risk, I'd hope so

@jasondardo yeah. I think the most dangerous stunt I've ever pulled was proposing to someone who I knew would say no

The brunette sighed in exasperation.

@markdiller foolish, yes. Dangerous? No.

Jason anxiously waited for a response but when the small notification popped up, he clicked on it on to realize that it was Ronis replying to him.

@jasondardo takes a dummy to know one :P

The boy did his best to convince himself that he wasn't disappointed as he returned to Mark's page. He noticed that the man had posted something new only minutes ago; a photo of the empty space on the bed next to him captioned: I wish you were here so that I could tell you how I really feel

Jason had no idea what to think but he was extremely grateful when he saw Ronis’s number flash across his screen.

“Hello?” he answered.

“Hi, my love! Merry Christmas/Anniversaryyyy!”

“Thank you, Ro Roooo. Merry Christmas to you too.”

“I debated calling because I knew you'd be like knee deep in ass,” she giggled.

“Oh my God, I wish! Matt fell asleep and I had to jerk off just to stay sane,” he admitted to his best friend without embarrassment.

“Oh nooo.”

“Yeah, I had this house all set up with candles and roses and then he comes in, gives me a promise ring, I go down on him and he falls asleep. And he's like 'what?! Nooo I'm just resting my eyesss’,” Jason mocked in a lazy drawl.

Ronis cackled. “He did not!”

“He did! So I'm like fuck it, I need to get off before he falls asleep again. I start riding him and he starts snoring again and believe it or not, I kept going.”

The girl gasped. “How does that even work?”

“Well it didn't for long because he went soft after a few minutes. I was so pissed that I threw that stupid promise ring across the room and just left him there.”

“Aww, come on JJ don't be like that. Matt loves you.”

“If he loves me so much then why am I having to masterbate on my anniversary? Ugh, I wanted to slap him.”

The girl laughed.

“You're so evillll. It's not funny,” he said, chuckling himself. “Probably because you already got some tonight.”

“I did,” Ronis admitted, trying not to sound braggy.

“How was it?”

“Jason!” the girl gasped. “It's so unlike you to want to talk about sex.”

“I couldn't give two shits right now. I'm so horny!”

“I love it! Okay so Oli’s in the shower so I have to make it quick because he's too bashful to talk about sex but I saw him naked for the first time today and O-M-G his body is amazing. He has a perfect ass and I probably shouldn't even be telling you about my man while you're horny but I'll let it slide this time because he's just so perfect.”

“Okay, okay. Speaking of guys with nice bodies, you know how I told you about that billionaire guy?”

“Yes! How could I forget?!”

“I know right. But yeah, I go to rent out this house and he's the owner!”

“Oh my God, crazyyy. That's a sign, JJ.”

“A sign of what?”

“A sign of something that needs to chill the fuck out because I ship you and Matt.”

The boy laughed. “Fair enough. But he's really nice and he knows music!”

“Oh God,” Ronis groaned. “That's the fastest way into your panties.”

“Is not! Well…”

“JJ,” she said sternly. “What did you do?”

“I didn't do anythingggg but I may or may not have leaned in for a kiss as he played the piano.”

“Did you kiss?!’

“Nooo. Like you could tell he wanted to but I guess he has amazing self control and left quickly thereafter.”

“Good!”

“Well yeah. It would've been a mistake but, like I said, he's really nice and is staying here for free.”

“Okay, the house is free but what do you think he'll want in return? Ass?”

“Honestly, if he wanted ass he could have it right now.”

“Oh my God, shut upppp. You don't mean that.”

“My mouth doesn't but my hole does.”

Ronis cackled. “You're terrible! No, but you're just really cranky cause I know how much tonight meant to you and how much planning went into it. So it's okay to be pissed but don't do anything that you'll regret, okay?”

The boy sighed. “I won't. I'll probably just watch some teacher student porn and call it a night.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“Alright. I love youuuu.”

“I love you more, JJ.”

“Not even,” he chuckled. “Bye.”

Just to tease, the boy went to Mark's page, took a screenshot of one of the man's shirtless photos and sent it to Ronis.

Ronis: Noooo! Well... I mean...maybe- No! Just no!

Jason cackled and then sighed. He watched the first porn video he could find and went for rounds two and three before passing out.

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The next morning, Matt awoke with an extremely dry mouth, something that he'd gotten used to as a side effect of his medicine. The boy stretched and winced at the long scrape on his chest that was tugged when he moved. “How did that get there?” he rasped before simply shrugging. He sat up to retrieve his trousers. “Jason?” the boy called as he pulled on his pants. When there was no answer, Matt walked towards the exit of the room. On his way out, a glint of something shiny caught his attention. The boy knelt down to pick it up and discovered his promise ring was now missing one of its diamonds. “What the fuck,” he gasped.

Matt clutched the gold band in his hand and quickly stormed out of the room. “Jason!” he shouted, retracing his steps down the path of roses to the living area and then kitchen where he smelled bacon emanating from it. He found the boy seated at a breakfast nook, eating fresh fruit as he scrolled through his phone while a man dressed in full chef attire worked diligently at the stove. “Good morning,” Matt said to the man.

“Bonjour,” he chirped.

The boy made his way next to Jason and without a word placed the promise ring on the table. Before either could say anything, the chef handed Matt a menu.

“Oh, um, mercy.”

“It's merci,” Jason corrected under his breath.

“No, it's why did I find this ring on the floor and missing a diamond?” he asked through gritted teeth, doing his best not to raise his voice.

The brunette looked up from his phone. “I didn't know that a diamond popped out.”

“Popped out? What the hell did you do to it?”

“I threw it across the room,” he calmly admitted.

Matt felt as if someone had spat in his face. “Why?”

“Because I was pissed. I set up this either nice scenery and you fell asleep during sex. Like, I really felt like shit, Matt.”

“Well, I'll admit to being fucking exhausted but I can't help it. My meds make me drowsy.”

At that moment it all clicked for the brunette. He hadn't been around a steadily medicated Matt and the drug's effects were completely unknown to him.

“I mean, I'm trying my best here,” the boy continued. “I mean I could ask my doctor for a lesser dose b-”

He was silenced by Jason's lips against his. “I'm sorry. I totally forgot about your meds and the libido thing... I've unknowingly been an bratty asshole and I'm really sorry.”

“It's okay, babe. So...you destroy things when you don't get sex?” he asked, suppressing his chuckle.

Jason turned bright red. “Well, I get upsetttt. I mean it's becoming a grave need of mine. Almost like an addiction. And if I don't get it, I get hostile,” he bashfully admitted.

“That's so fucking hot.”

The brunette turned even more crimson before Matt kissed him. “Don't worry... I'll make every...thrust... up to you,” he whispered against his lips.

“Promise?” Jason exhaled.

The boy nodded.

He bit his bottom lip in anticipation. “And I promise to get my ring fixed. I'll go crawl on my hands and knees around that room to find the missing diamond.”

“Crawl on your hands and knees and you'll definitely find more than a diamond,” the boy joked.

“Show and tell?” the brunette giggled.

The couple shared a kiss before the chef approached. “Avez-vous choisi?” he asked as he gestured towards the menu.

“Umm,” Matt hummed as he quickly flipped through the booklet. “Strawberry crepes.”

“Crepes?”

“Sí.”

“Babe, it's ‘oui’,” Jason giggled. “'Sí’ is Spanish.”

“My badddd. What'd you order?”

“An omelette. Although I didn't see the crepessss.”

“We can share.”

The brunette raised an eyebrow. “So, what's yours is mine?”

“Mhm and what's yours is also yours.”

“Pfft, you know if I make it, you make it, babe. If you ever need or want anything, it's yours.”

“Nah, I'm fine. Working at the bookstore is enough for me.But I do love seeing how far you've come and I'm so proud of your success. From eating in the back of the lunchroom together to eating crepes in a goddamn mansion.”

“From being chased by bullies with fists to being chased by bullies with cameras,” he giggled.

“Right! This past year has really been something...and you deserve every minute of it the love and success.”

“Thank you, baby.”

They kissed and soon after, they received their food. As they ate and shared samples, Matt finally noticed how often the boy's phone was buzzing. “Is that work?”

“Um, no, it's the owner of the house.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah. He's just checking in and making sure the staff is okay and stuff.”

“And it takes more than like two messages to accomplish that? Do you know them.”

“I do actually. We met at one of my fan meet and greets and um, he was really nice,” he informed, omitting the fact that the man was open about his crush on him and his distaste for Matt. “And Lucian told me later on that his name was Mark Diller.”

“The CEO guy?”

Jason raised an eyebrow. “How'd you know?”

“We talked about his grandfather a little in marketing. How he came to America with like eighty dollars and a dream that he turned into a multi billion dollar company. I googled a little and saw their wikis awhile back. It's crazy that you know him, they're beyond loaded.”

The boy chuckled. “That's one way to put it. He actually let us stay at this place free of charge.”

“Holy shit, that was generous.”

“Yeah, he said that he just couldn't make Jason Dardo pay.”

“Aw, look at you being influential.”

“Mhm. So, he's just a rich guy who's a big fan so I'm trying to be nice.”

“Nothing wrong with that. You have to be nice to the fans. I mean, as long as they don't cross any lines, I'm cool. That guy who changed his name to Matt was fucking crazy though. If I ever see him out and about, I'm going to beat the shit out of him.”

“Matt,” the brunette went to protest but he grabbed the boy's wrist and began to examine the fading, yellow remains of the bruise the man had left.

“Too far. You are not to be touched. Your security really fucked up. The second he started to act weird, they should've gotten him out of there.”

“Well it was the first time, baby. We learned a lot since.”

“I think they all need to be fired. I could do their goddamn job myself.”

Jason smiled at the boy's protective rant. “You probably could but I'd rather you not be in harm's way like that.”

Matt scoffed. “But it's okay for you to be?”

“Yes because this is the career path I've chosen and I knew it'd be a little crazy.”

The boy groaned. “I knew I'd have to share you with the world eventually, but can I cover you in bubble wrap first?”

Jason giggled and kissed the boy just as his phone went off again. When he saw the message, his face instantly lit up.

“Is that guy still talking about the house because the way you're smiling, like someone told you that you just won the lottery, is-”

“This is Ronis,” the boy said defensively.

“Oh... sorry.”

The brunette rolled his eyes.

“Don't roll your eyes at me.”

“What are you gonna do about it?” he challenged.

Without another word, Matt grabbed the boy's hand and pulled him along to the first room that he saw, the same room the brunette had christened the night before. He pushed Jason onto the bed and the boy landed in a seductive pose. “I had to resort to fucking myself in here last night.” Matt straddled the boy and kissed his neck. “I'm sorry, baby. For what it's worth, I dreamt about you all night.” “It's not worth much if you can prove your love in reality.” “Ooo, you got a smart ass mouth,” Matt growled as he gripped the boy's jaw in his hand. He kissed him. “A pretty mouth.” “I know that.” Matt tightened his gripped on his boyfriend's jaw. “Did I tell you to speak?” “No.” “You'll speak when spoken to and you'll obey my orders.” “Yes, sir.” “Take that fucking robe off.” Jason immediately obliged and untied the fluffy material and let the robe slide off of his shoulders. “You're so fucking beautiful. But you're a slut aren't you?” “Yes,” the boy panted, growing more and more turned on by the second. He didn't know if Matt's dilated eyes were from the medicine or the intense enjoyment he was receiving from dominating him, but as long as he continued without issue, the brunette didn't mind. Matt shoved Jason's torso onto the bed before wrapping his arms around his thighs, aggressively pulling him to the edge of the bed. “You're mine. Don't you ever forget that shit.” “Yes, sir. Show me how much you own this ass.” The boy quickly gripped Jason's fragile throat. “Did I tell you to speak?!” “No,” he rasped. “Then why are you talking, let alone telling me what to do?!” “Cause I'm tired of waiting. Fuck me!” Matt applied more pressure to his grip. “You disobedient little shit! I'm-” “Yamaha,” Jason faintly gasped as he grabbed his boyfriend's wrist to pull it away. He quickly dropped his hand. “Baby, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?” The brunette sat up and rubbed his neck as he nodded. “It just started to hurt and I couldn't breath for a second. I'm fine though.” Matt shook his head. “The last thing I ever want to do is hurt you...but I'm always fucking up,” he mumbled. “Jason, I'm so sorry.” “Shit happens. That's why we have a safe word. Now, come on little bitch,” he said in attempt to antagonize the boy, “fuck me.” Matt placed a gentle kiss on his boyfriend's lips as he returned the robe to his shoulders. “What are you doing?” “I hurt you... I just-” “Nooo, Matt please don't do this. I'm fine!” “No, Jason you aren't fine! It'll probably bruise and people will ask questions and take pictures and it'll be on the tabloids and it'll be this big issue for you and it's all my fault and-” he took a deep breath. “I'm gonna take my other pill.” Matt turned and exited the room, leaving Jason to weep into his pillow. >>>

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It like a emotions roaster. We talk via phone. Almost all day until out the blue so now ik what was the blue he started changing on me a month ago BlvntQueen Oh wow its sad 💯 I’m sorry fr💯 he needs to grow up and act like a man a month ago LadyTonii So true👍 a month ago LadyTonii Oh Qu33n I forgot to tell you love😏 I neverrr….leave Darius alone….But thank for the ☕ anyway (you tired it). They always want to start telling when they get upset. But when they happy….They are so call  "Riders"….✌ next time tell me something I dont already know about 💋Darius💋 a month ago LadyTonii Follow me on tumblr da1udream0f a month ago LadyTonii http://da1udream0f.tumblr.com/ a month ago LadyTonii https://prnt.sc/lodeqo 44 minutes ago BlvntQueen Good for you Psycho 40 minutes ago BlvntQueen Sad thing is you texting me all these things when he still not claiming the baby’s your pregnant with 37 minutes ago BlvntQueen And unlike you I’m pregnant in real life and don’t have time to be dealing with your dumb drama 37 minutes ago LadyTonii https://prnt.sc/lodn9k —-> Yes daddy like to deny a lot things but we already been down this road before haven’t we. You have time for it “stop it” :)  Congratulations on the new baby in rl however “you tell me this because”?  #we a team sis except it :) 13 minutes ago BlvntQueen He’s right we aren’t together but he wants to get back together 😘 yeah we have been down this road before and me and him has a unbreakable bond 😉😬 I’m here to stay and I don’t have time for  it so please stop harassing me cause this is sad you have been stalking my page steady 😂😂😂😂 I don’t have to fake a reality pregnancy I have a real life one and is enjoying it to the fullest 😘 and I would like to keep my stress level down as much as possible so Please let go cause of now your dismissed with all this petty drama especially when your a wanna be and had to copy my style before just to try to keep a man that doesn’t want you😂😘😬☺️ 8 minutes ago LadyTonii yeah right, and santa clause is real ==> sound like a strong bond to me lol —https://prnt.sc/lodrj3> https://prnt.sc/lodrzf https://prnt.sc/lodsrq https://prnt.sc/lodt7j https://prnt.sc/lodup5 https://prnt.sc/lodvf3 It wasnt petty when “yo ass” was in my inbox and liking all my picture (now was it?) sending me friend request like you was crazy Worrying about my conception date. hmmmm Now you telling me you’ve grown up over the few weeks… I have not ill-wells towards you and never will 💋 a few seconds ago BlvntQueen https://prnt.sc/loe7o3 https://prnt.sc/loe7yk https://prnt.sc/loe89x Back Than Honey I was just trying to find the truth to see was he messing around with because he said he wasn’t and that you weren’t shit to him when I came to You adding you trying to find the truth which nothing is wrong with that if a women is trying to see if Her “MAN” is cheating on her with a wannabe chick who keeps stalking my page😂💯 me and you aren’t even friends and I’m not even on you stream so i know you have issues and that you are pressed about me cause you had to text him about a picture we took last night a few seconds ago BlvntQueen How pathetic of you to keep stalking my page bbg💯😂 a few seconds ago BlvntQueen You Should really Get a life and stop following mine cause once again you messaged me tonight and messaged him last night about me showing that you have no life what’s so ever 😂💯😘💋 a few seconds ago LadyTonii You always been a talker…i love that about you…💋 fail for the bait score!!!!that all but we still going to fuck around regardless. Damn see your bond is so deep he just know you were pregnant😊 shame on it all. a few seconds ago LadyTonii Girl wake up he don’t give af about none of this imvu lol a few seconds ago BlvntQueen Mhmm Sure Bbg Well You Have Fun Stalking My Stream And Page 😂💯❤️ While I Continue Not Worrying About You Like I Been Doing😂😌 😘 Fuck Around All You Want Cause Unlike You I Never Had To Give My Pussy Up To Him For Me And Him To Keep Talking💋😉 Says A lot About You Does it hunni😂😘😬 Your right it is imvu and you stalking me like you got some real issues😂💯 sad asf 😉😌😆 27 minutes ago BlvntQueen And he didn’t know I was pregnant in real life  one cause it wasn’t his business two cause I don’t mix a game with my real life😂💯😘 but trust and believe I can post evidence cause I don’t have to lie💯❤️ 25 minutes ago LadyTonii Im grown lol i can dirty talk to who i may. The lord aint tell you to keep track of hm pussy toni give to Darius...just like you wanted to know what was going on before, same here. I dont have do anything I choice too. Its my choice. Thats good for you at lease ik he not fucking you.😂 Your shade doesnt fade me. Once again I dont stalk your page. Girl, you care just like I do because if you didnt you wouldve blocked the first message in. I dont front or act like it dont bother me. I just came to accepting him for who he was nothing more. 5 minutes ago LadyTonii Now let that man sleep he has to work in the morning..you have a bless night love💋 3 minutes ago BlvntQueen No You We’re Very Bothered just Of The Fact That in screen shot you told him to leave you alone cause of a picture😂💯👌🏽😬 And I chose not to fuck him cause I ain’t no hoe and I don’t got to give up pussy just to be with a guy😂💯 Niggas chase me bbg cause I’m the real deal and don’t  have to try to be some one else😂👌🏽 and you do stalk my page for you to even see the picture that was posted 😂💯 how do yu sound bbg  and I don’t care what he do with you cause once again me and him not together 👌🏽 and I shouldn’t have to block you 👌🏽a hoe should know when to leave a queen alone😘👌🏽😬 and you so grown bbg that you steady inboxing me just like you had to inbox me a picture of y’all 😂💯😬 Damn you really are a pressed bitch😌  you  even messed me on nov 1 at 6am just to show a page of y’all cause You So Pressed About Me That You Want Me To be jealous 😬😆 but it’s hard to be jealous of a psycho. Person who stalks my page and what I posted  and try’s to look like just like me😂 Now You Have ABlessDay a few seconds ago BlvntQueen And I Will pray to god that you get your self together and get the help you need😂🙏🏽😘 a few seconds ago LadyTonii Right you know me personally a few seconds ago LadyTonii Why you keep on saying fuck him like theres really penetrating flesh. Im start to think something is serious wrong with the both of yall. And for you to act this way ik you lying about pc'ing with him. imma let you jack that one there. You don't have to pray for me. I'm blessed. I'm the one in denial. I know he fucking with the both of us. a few seconds ago