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bothcreativitybois · 3 years ago

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TMST Chapter 9

You thought I was gone! You thought I forgot about this! ...Well you were a little right. But everything is back on track now which means it's time for more of our boys. Sorry it's been so long. Ao3 link Wordcount: 2657 Ship: Intruality TWs: Swearing, sexual refrences, bottling emotions. Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Taglist: @crazydemigod666 @star-crossed-shipper @newtnotfound @3amthebitchinghour @idont-freaking-know @someoneiwasnt @crownofrats @the-sympathetic-villain @cute-and-angsty-princess @lonelymuffin @bloodyjay-0666 @im-an-anxious-wreck @fantasticallytired @obsessive-fallen-angel

To say it was awkward for Patton the next morning, waking up to Remus’ arms around him, would be an understatement. But that awkwardness was not alone, Patton felt trapped in an oven of emotions. Fear, comfort, worry, vulnerability, peace, trust, modesty, relief, all shooting around his body and threatening to knock him out of the bed. He’d never had a one night stand but imagined this might be what it was like. He tried to focus on what to do next. He could try to get up and leave without waking Remus, it wouldn’t solve the situation but it would save him from the awkwardness about to happen, or he could wake up Remus and face it now. Unsurprisingly Patton chose the first option. He carefully picked up Remus’ arm from on top of him, watching his face for any sign of waking up. Patton slowly put Remus’ arm back down on the bed beside him. He let go of the arm and sighed. He wished Remus had woken up first, he was actually brave and probably would face Patton. He stood and ran a hand through his hair. As Patton walked over to the bathroom he heard a loud ringing come from the bed. He quickly turned and locked eyes with Remus as he woke up. Remus began fumbling around for his phone. Patton quickly darted into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. He leant against the door and tried to calm down enough to hear what was happening. Remus eventually found his phone amongst the blankets and slid off the alarm. He saw he had a few hurried messages from Janus.

Janny Fanny at 10:15: “Did Patton get home yet?”

Janny Fanny at 10:44: “I’m pretty sure he isn’t coming home dude.”

Janny Fanny at 11:03: “If you’re fucking Patton can you at least tell me you won’t be home?”

Janny Fanny at 7:56: “Did you really spend the night there?”

Janny Fanny at 8:00: “Are you okay?!”

Janny Fanny at 8:08: “Remus this isn’t funny! Please tell me you’re okay!”

Janny Fanny: at 8:19: “Virgil is worried! Call him please!”

Janny Fanny at 8:24: “Please Remus!! Virgil is freaking out!!”

Remus quickly called Janus who answered immediately. “Remus what the fuck?!” Janus said as soon as he picked up. “Are you okay? Where are you?” Remus could hear the worry in his friend’s voice. It wasn’t unusual for him to not come home but it was for him not to send some kind of message to anyone. He looked over to the door Patton was hiding behind. “Geez, Jan. Calm your tits.” Remus replied calmly. “I got home late and left early to help my folks gather some sheep that fucked off last night.” Remus lied. He wasn’t embarrassed, if anything it felt… right. But it was clear Patton was embarrassed with whatever happened. “I know you’re lying. Just get home from wherever you are so we can finish the paint job at the bakery.” Janus said before hanging up. Remus threw his phone down and rubbed his face. He didn’t want Patton to be upset, the whole point of him staying was so he wouldn’t be. But now he was. Remus stood up and walked over to the door. “Are you okay, Patty Cake?” He asked softly through the door. Patton jumped away in fear. He didn’t respond, he didn’t know how to. “I’m sorry I didn’t leave, when you asked me to stay and I just assumed you meant for the night.” Remus tried to reason. Patton felt bad for reacting how he did. He was just scared. Remus leaned against the door. “Please talk to me.” Patton wanted to, but he didn’t know what to say. Remus waited for another minute before pushing away. “I’m leavin’. I’ll be back in a few with Janus. We’ll just pretend this didn’t happen.” That wasn’t what Patton wanted. He didn’t regret what happened, not at all. He just didn’t know what to do. Patton looked in the mirror and tried to gather the strength to face Remus. He went over and flung open the door, but it was too late. Remus had left already.

About half an hour later Remus’ truck pulled up outside again. Patton watched out the window as Janus and Remus got out and walked towards the bakery. He could only just hear them talking, the words were muffled so he leaned forward to try and hear more. “I didn’t tell them, Virgil did!” Janus defended as he closed the door of the green truck. “Yeah, you just told Virgil I was fucking Patton, who then told my twin.” Remus protested. “Well last I heard you were waiting for him to get home, you didn’t come home and didn’t respond to any messages, and with your reputation it wasn’t that much of a stretch to assume.” Janus argued. “Besides, it’s not like you’re telling us where you actually were.” “It’s none of your fucking business.” Remus hissed back. “And you’re the reason my twin is coming for my neck so why would I tell you?” Remus flung open the door and entered the bakery. Patton couldn’t hear their conversation anymore. This whole situation was wrecking Patton. He felt guilty for worrying everyone and causing issues for Remus, he felt confused about what this all meant for him and Remus. He had just started accepting he had feelings for Remus, but how could he even imagine telling him now? Patton paced anxiously around his house, stuck in his own head. He had to focus on something else. He plucked out three ingredients and set the oven to preheat. Whenever he was stressed he would bake, it was like second nature. Something easy and clear he could focus on. Never anything fancy, just simple little recipes he’d made a thousand times. Just like this. Quick three ingredient scones. He dumped in the flour and butter and began mixing by squeezing them in his hands. He kept doing this until the mixture became almost like breadcrumbs, then he made a small well in the middle and poured in the milk. He twirled a wooden spoon in his hands before stabbing it into the bowl. With fluid flicks of his wrist he folded the contents into a soft and light dough. It needed something. He threw open a cabinet and danced his fingers along the different jars. He let his emotions surge through his hand and take out a few different ingredients. A pinch of cayenne, a dash of oregano and rocket, a generous amount of parmesan. He floured the bench and smacked the dough onto it. He folded the dough in his hands again and again. Pressing, rolling, squeezing, kneading. He took out a glass and began cutting out circles of dough and placed them on a tray before shoving them all into the oven. After a few minutes the smell of herbs filled the apartment and wafted down to the bakery, cutting through the various fumes. It made Remus’ stomach cramp as he painted varnish across a wooden table. Even Janus stopped for a moment when it reached him. “Can you go ask your boyfriend if we can have some?” Janus asked, going back to his painting. Remus scoffed. “Don’t.” He said in an annoyed tone. "You didn’t have dinner last night and you haven’t eaten today.” Janus reminded him. Remus rolled his eyes. Patton hadn’t come down to greet them like usual and Remus wasn’t going up there if he wasn’t wanted. “I’ll be fine.” Remus defended. Janus took off the mask covering his nose and mouth and turned to Remus. He looked over at him, taking in his annoyed face and tired eyes. “It wasn’t a hook-up.” Janus said. “Or if it was, it didn’t go well.” “I already said I didn’t want to talk about it.” Remus interrupted. Janus placed down his spraycan. “Okay. Bottle it up until you push him away and he hates you.” Janus argued. “That sounds like a great plan. I mean it worked well with Roman.” The bell above the door chimed. “What about Roman?” Roman asked as they walked in. Remus shot a poisonous look at Janus. Neither man said anything. Roman gave them a stare that could cut through burnt bread. “Really?” Both men shrugged and returned to their work. Roman walked over to Remus and pulled him up by his ear. “Ow! It was Janus who said it!” Remus shouted. “What happened last night?” Roman asked. Remus’ face fell. “I told you it wasn’t a good idea! If you hurt the poor thing I

swear I’ll throw you off the roof again.” Remus looked around and sighed while slipping off his gloves. He pulled Roman outside so Janus couldn’t hear them.

But Patton could.

“We didn’t hook up, alright?” Patton heard Remus say outside his window. He looked out to see the twins talking. He needed something to focus on while the scones cooked so he listened. Besides, they seemed to be talking about him anyway. “We all know you were here last night.” Roman crossed their arms. Remus ran a hand through his hair. He remembered how embarrassed Patton was earlier. “Look even if we did it’s none of ya business!” Remus snapped. “We’re adults, we can do what we want. If I wanted to, I could go up there right now and make out until we couldn’t breathe!” Patton blushed at the thought. “Look, Remus I jus-” Roman started but was quickly cut off. “You said yourself that it seemed I really liked the guy! You think I’d ruin somethin’ like that with a fling?” Remus pressed. Patton covered his mouth and backed away from the window. He felt like he just heard something he shouldn’t have. The conversation continued without Patton listening. “I’m not a kid anymore! I can make my own damn choices and keep them to my own damn discretion!” Remus huffed. Roman took a moment to process but was largely unshaken by Remus’ outburst. They’d dealt with them for 28 years. “So was that little rant meant to convince me you didn’t sleep together?” Roman asked. Remus groaned in frustration so Roman put a hand on his shoulder. Remus shook it off. “You don’t get it! I don’t need you three hoverin’ over my love life! Have you considered there’s a reason I’m not tellin’ ya?!” Remus flung an arm up towards Patton’s apartment angrily. “I’m not the only one involved!” Roman looked up at the apartment then back down at their twin. His face contorted with anger. Roman sighed. “Alright. We’ll stop bugging you.” Roman finally gave in. Remus was surprised. It wasn’t like them to actually agree with him. “But please, don’t hold it all in. If something not good does happen then please come to one of us.” Roman put their hands on Remus’ arms, his shoulders slacked. He nodded slightly.

Patton pulled the scones out of the oven as his head spun. Remus had feelings for him. He began picking up scones and cutting them in half, hands used to the heat of fresh made goods. He didn’t know how to process the information he’d just learned. He felt… bad. He forced Remus to stay over, keep it a secret, then invaded his privacy. He felt like a terrible person. Only terrible people would do that stuff. And to make it worse he was giving Remus the cold shoulder. After everything Remus was doing for him he was just ignoring him because of his own stupid mistakes. Maybe not mistakes, he did enjoy being with Remus last night. So why did he feel bad about it? Patton placed down the last scone and looked over them. He had someone wanting him to feel better so much that they held him all night. Remus had done it by choice. He shouldn’t feel bad. Patton buttered a few of the scones and put them on a plate. He pushed down his feelings and walked down to the bakery. He put on a smile as he pushed open the back door. “Anyone need a snack?” Patton greeted warmly. He walked over to them. “Remus, I can’t see what he has but eat one.” Janus said without looking away from his painting. Patton walked over to Remus who shyly plucked one of the scones off of the plate. Patton wasn’t used to him being so timid. “Thanks for helping me last night.” Patton said. Everyone turned to him. Remus blushed slightly. “I was a mess and it meant a lot that you stayed.” Remus’ small smile dissolved any and all guilt Patton was feeling. He leant forward and gave Remus a one armed hug while holding the plate in the other. Remus gripped Patton tightly. After everything that happened he was so scared he had lost Patton. The hug lingered a little too long. Roman cleared their throat and the two men separated. “Remus. Eat.” Janus shouted from the ladder. Remus quickly took a bite of the scone. It was fluffy and flavorful. He’d tried to make scones in the past but they never turned out good. This… this was amazing. He looked over to where Roman was also taking a bite. “Patty Cake, you have to give me this recipe!” Remus enthused. Patton blushed. He was usually okay with Remus complimenting his baking, he was making stuff to sell and therefore impress anyway, but this wasn’t something he’d considered good. Just some stress baking. “Uh it’s just a simple scone. Flour butter and milk.” Patton said shyly. Remus swallowed the rest of the scone nearly whole and grabbed another. “I make them nearly every day for the bakery, I can show you next time I make them. You’ll probably love kneading the dough.” Patton walked across the room to offer a scone to Janus. Remus watched. “Yeah.” He mumbled. “Or maybe I’ll just have to come in every day and buy out your whole stock.” Patton giggled and Remus couldn’t help but stare. From Patton’s slightly pink cheeks to the little dimple on his chin. Had he always been so beautiful? He felt like running up and kissing Patton right then and there but he held himself back. Something had changed. Maybe it was seeing Patton so vulnerable, or maybe the way his heart raced as Patton wrapped around him in that bed or even the threat of losing him. His feelings were getting louder, his fantasies were getting stronger, he struggled to hold himself together. It felt like a sugar rush as he stood up and grabbed Patton’s hand. “Patton…” Remus said aimlessly but with a sense of urgency. Patton was dizzy just from Remus touching his hand. He looked up at the taller man. His eyes focused on Remus’ jaw, he couldn’t help but think of how it would feel to have that stubble brush against his face. Roman and Janus both froze and watched. Remus wasn’t sure what to say. He just wanted to stare at Patton’s face forever. He looked slightly behind Patton and remembered that Janus and Roman were both still in the room. “Uh we… Valentine’s Day… us.” Remus eventually managed. Patton lit up. “Oh right I didn’t tell you what time to be here for the class.” Patton interpreted as he pulled away from Remus to get a piece of paper. Remus could barely

breathe, Patton was clueless to the state he was in. And the fact Remus was trying to ask him on a date. “It starts at five thirty so I need you here at five to help set up. Is that okay?” Remus glanced at Roman who was enjoying the whole scene with a smug smile. “Yeah. Perfect.” Remus sighed as he sat back down next to his twin. Roman raised an eyebrow at him. “Don’t.”

#the mayor's sweet treat #sanders sides small town au #sanders sides fanfiction #sanders sides fic #intruality #intruality au #sanders sides #remus sanders #ts remus #patton sanders #ts patton #janus sanders #ts janus #roman sanders #ts roman #roman took over #tw food #thomas sanders

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walkerrenee · 3 years ago

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Aristotle and Dante Dive into the Waters of the World SPOILERS under the cut:

hello, this is just a random post to document my reactions as i read the Ari and Dante sequel, it's not going to be interesting just me screaming mostly but i might spoil something so beware.

start time: 1:55pm (pacific time) 10/13/21

1:56 pm - i've read the first page and am already crying, this is going fantastic

1:57pm - "i'm already home. i'm with you"

no🤍

1:59 pm - "i love the rain more than anything." "i know. i want to be the rain." "you are the rain, Dante."

CRYING SCREAMING THROWING UP

2:29pm - i have a feeling i'm going to be crying everytime a character is crying

2:34pm - hahahhahaha not religion i haven't worked through my religious trauma yet help

3:02pm - sometimes i relate so much to Ari it feels like someone crawled into my brain to extract my deepest thoughts

4:02pm - they way they have to pretend to kiss makes me want to fling myself off a cliff (:

4:14pm - A POEM SHUT UP

5:40 pm - I WANT TO KEEP READING BUT IM FALLING ASLEEP

6:07pm - UPDATE i've obtained caffeine and ordered Dominoes we're back in business I WILL FINISH THIS BOOK ASAP

6:21 pm - someone be my very own dante quintana please im emo

6:39pm - they just met emma and i'm bawling so of course my dominoes driver pulls up at this exact moment

8:11pm - ok i'm really slacking on reading, i keep crying and i feel like something not very great is gonna happen and i'm scared i'm not mentally stable enough for all this

8:18pm - idk if dante calling ari "aristotle quintana" was just a typo or not but i loved it lmao (also if it is a typo it's the 2nd one i've noticed smh they should have hired me to proofread)

8:21pm - "i used to think that she wanted me to be someone else. but it wasn't her who wanted me to be someone else—it was me"

OKAY NO NEED TO CALL ME OUT WTF

8:25pm - NO I DONT LIKE HOW THEYRE TALKING ABOUT ARI'S DAD AND FUNERALS NOPE THIS BETTER NOT BE SOME SICK TWISTED FORESHADOWING I SWEAR TO GOD

8:43pm - "if we're lucky. if we're very lucky, the universe will send us the people we need to survive"

riGHT i had to take a break to sob my eyes out at this part <3

9:57pm - i have only just officially made it halfway through the book, too much crying not enough reading

10:49pm - ok i took a break to paint my nails but i'm officially back on my bullshit pt.2 let's go

10:55pm - "to imagine a future for ari and dante was a fantasy. i did't want to live my life in a fantasy. the world i wanted to live in didn't exist. and i was struggling to love the world i did live in. i wondered if i was strong enough or good enough to love a world that hates me."

IM 3 PAGES INTO THE SECOND HALF AND ONCE AGAIN SOBBING

11:11pm - "but, for me, to love was one thing. to let yourself be loved, well, that was the most difficult thing of all."

HAHAskfsjutdbgsardzrizurzufxbigstk

11:58 pm - "i wondered why people felt they could speak for god."

i have no words tbh

12:07am - he's really going to kill Jaime off isn't he? I CANT STAND THIS FUCK OFF HASNT THIS FAMILY BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH I DONT CARE IF THIS IS HOW REAL LIFE IS IT SUCKS AND IM GOING TO CRY AND I HATE CRYING

12:18am - i mean i already knew bernardo was a piece of shit but god (also i'm glad the topic of the victim being transgender was handled better in this book, by ari mostly obviously. i hated how it was addressed and brushed aside in the first book.)

12:31am - alright i have work in the morning so i should probably sleep, i ended on dante saying the new year was going to be their best one ever so obviously in book language that means shit's about to hit the fan so i'll let future me suffer with that tomorrow (:

DAY 2

12:25pm - i am currently at work waiting for laundry to dry so i am ready for round 2

12:29pm - NO WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK YOU CANT JUST START THE CHAPTER ABOUT HOW HAPPY ARI IS AND HOW HIS MOM AND DAD LOVE NEW YEARS AND THEN FUCKING KILL HIS DAD IN THE SAME CHAPTER FUCK OFF FUCK OFF FUCK OFF

12:43pm - i hate it here i hate everything i haven't cried this hard in years whyyyyyyyg

2:30pm - WAIT A SECOND did he change ari's sisters names in the sequel? i literally just realized, i'm pretty sure he did, i dont have the first book by me atm but i'm almost positive. who tf let this get published like that im screaming

4:35pm - FUCK YOU DANTE I'LL KICK YOUR ASS I SWEAR TO GOD

4:43 pm- "he's not just some boy, mom. he's dante quintana."

SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE I'VE BEEN WOUNDED

5:02 pm - "i was going to ask you to marry me. but they won't let us do that. so i thought maybe it was best just to skip the wedding and get straight to the honeymoon." "have you decided where you'd take me?" "yes, i thought i'd take you to paris. we'll spend our time writing our names on the map of the city of love."

that's it. IVE FINISHED IT. and i'm crying and i loved it and i hated it and ari and dante grow old together in love and no one will convince me otherwise or take that away from me thank you very much. now i will live in a purgatory of numbness for the next week while i try and process this

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jrueships · 3 years ago

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(Hands you detective au)

WOW!!! OMG THANK U!!!

IWBFIEB im /j of course fr thank u for this ask I've had a detective kinda au in my mind 4EVER.. multichapter pg/kawhi detective au... I won't write it yet because uhhhh looks at mountain of wips... looks away.. but YEA it's definitely a THOUGHT. My hatred of c0ps vs my love for detective aus.... FIGHT!!!

But BASICALLY the idea I have with the detective au is like... kawhi leonard was just some guy looking for a job to support his adopted son, Terance. One day he helped with a crime near his house and badda Bing badda bang! A detective agency liked his 'eccentric' thought process. It's basically a play on monk/Sherlock where detectives find a guy who thinks different than them so they make him do everything basically LMAO.. except kawhi doesn't Want to so everything. Despite being known for his austere exterior, the deaths stack onto him. He really hates his line of work but just suppresses it all deep down. To his quiet dislike, he ends up climbing higher into the forensic ranks due to his knack of solving cases. He gets pushed up from Arson with Kyle Lowry, a funny but kind of sad little fellow who misses his old partner transferred to another state agency, to Vice (AKA drugs) with Paul George.

Paul George isn't your ordinary humbug black and white detective. Though he did carry a pack of cigarettes and a lighter with his own initialed insignia, he only carried it for Style Points and Aesthetic. He takes most his cases with a grain of salt, just glad to be getting a good pay. He shows up to scenes wearing flashy, expensive suits and a cute hat with a bow. His shoes are always shiny and his baby blue corvette (fitted with it's own radio and sirens) is worth more than Kawhi's shitty apartment. He's flashy and shines his badge to all the ladies. A failed actor, He's obsessed with acting like his job is a movie and he the handsome main character.

He's recently new to the job, having moved up to replace Damian Lillard -- who suddenly quit. Paul's vain and jealous of Kawhi having quicker success than him just for 'being weird'. He constantly shoots offhand comments and let's Kawhi know who's the leader in this forced partnership. Kawhi could honestly care less.

I think I want chapter 1 to be them getting to know each other whether they want to or not. Chapter one is pg's big asshole era so it starts off with them getting sent to their first case together by the commissioner. The commissioner gives his complaints to kawhi rather than pg so that gets pg all annoyed. Insert a bunch of sarcastic and biting comments here. This continues even in the car ride, with Pg lowkey trying to flex his flashy accessories and higher authority to Kawhi's silence. Then the car stops at a red light and who do they see but Damian Lillard driving his rinkadink motorcycle. He quit to become a private investigator, saying he won't work with corrupt cunts. He throws Kawhi his number, flips off paul, and tells them Goodluck on their criminal case before speeding off before the light hit green.

This sends Paul back into a spiel, ranting to Kawhi about how Stupid Dame was and how he must be outta his mind. Then he starts putting up dumb ground rules to reestablish his superiority like rule 72 always say I'm right. Rule 56 always tell me I look sexy rule 57 always follow that up with a no homo though rule- You get it. That goes on for a Long while, and when pg is finally done he looks back at Kawhi, who hasn't said a single word since getting in the car, and asks if he has any questions. Kawhi nods and asks "can you turn on the radio."

Pg does. Reluctantly. But only because his voice was starting to get sore from all that talking.

Chapter 2 ... I am still thinking. I have a case in mind for them to solve but... it's a lot to think!

But I really want there to be a scene where they have to chase a runaway culprit but his sprinklers turn on so pg refuses to run through them and get him. So he just kinda points at the culprit's retreating form and barks at kawhi like "gO GET HIM!!! THAT'S MY MONEY RUNNIN OUTTA THE BUILDING, YOU BOZO!!"

And I want there to be a scene where pg and kawhi are scoping out a suspect at a diner so they have to squeeze really close together in a booth and snoop in a dark corner. Pg ask kawhi to light his cig for him (while it's in his mouth that's very important) ... they start bonding a bit. Kawhi talks a little. Pg starts noticing that kawhi isn't this kinda special golden boy detective but just a guy whos trying to make a decent living. He comforts kawhi after he sees a bad body.

I also want a scene down the road where kawhi gets shot and the closest place for treatment is his apartment so pg drives (and kawhi gets blood all over his nice car MAN!! "Leonard I swear you're gonna live and you're gonna wash this SHIT off my car, man!!") him home and kicks open the door to start getting to work on healing that wound. Kawhi is more concerned with not letting Terance see him like this... pg shows his Caring side and is really nice to terance.. gives him his badge to play with in another room. Also hands him his sketchpad he uses to draw the suspects so he can doodle away. Mandatory terance asking if Paul is kawhi's boyfriend. Mandatory Paul dodging the question by saying he has to go help dad-KAWHI. And he does and paul REALLY realizes that kawhi is just some guy who just thinks different but that doesn't make him any better or worse than pg and it's like "oh. Maybe he's not so bad..."

And YEAH. I think I want the end to have a twist. Blah blah they find out the agency is corrupt (probably take money from drug dealing gangs to not bust em all). They both end up quitting detective work to join Damian's private agency to put a stop to dirty work.

BUT YEAH!! Those are my ideas for it!!! Kinda long I dunno!!!! Ummmm ! Yeah! Lmao! Buddycop dynamics have me by the THROAT 😭

#pg/kawhi #ted drabbles #they are a found family sir!!!!#pg probably ends up selling his car for more financial support #and he has kawhi and terance move in with him #and it ends with them getting kyle to join their private instigators group #so hes like YEAH but first i need to phone someone...#(demar(#YEAH #a little cheesy but most detective movies are i think so i can play on that vibe #thank u for handing me this #this FOOD #ted asks #little anons hand me aus like im a duck and theyre handing me bread

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pinoyrella · 4 years ago

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Part 2 🌸

Chapter 5, Part 2

FT: Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Hinata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, Yachi Hitoka, Tsukishima Akiteru, Tanaka Saeko, Karasuno Volleyball Team, Karasuno High School + Shiratorizawa.

TW: Mild Language

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Angst, Coming of Age + Slow Burn

-This part contains comedy, and fluff if you squint.

WORD COUNT: 3,200+

“A LOVE SO BEAUTIFUL” Masterlist 🌸

A/N: Here’s part 2!!! of the 3! Hope you enjoy again, hehehe! 💞💕💓

Greetings.

The sound of an alarm rings throughout the small room.

Tsukishima lets out a low groan, turning to his side to snooze the alarm, before sitting up and grabbing his glasses placed beside it, reading ‘08:00’ on his alarm.

Checking his phone, he immediately notices a notification, swiping his phone and he is taken back to the Karasuno Volleyball Club’s groupchat.

[KAWWWW-rasuno VB Bois 😎🏐]

Yesterday

17:16 p.m

Sawamura D. : “Tanaka did you lock up the gym?”

17:16 p.m

Tanaka R. : “OH SHIT M BAD”

17:18 p.m

Nishinoya Y. : “BWAHAAHAH RYUU”

17:19 p.m

Ennoshita C. : “You’re joking, tell me you’re joking”

17:19 p.m

Tanaka R. : “IM GOING- IM GOING BACK”

17:35 p.m

Tanaka R. : “I forgot the keys, going back again”

17: 53 p.m

Tanaka R. : “It’s locked already?”

17:56 p.m

Kiyoko S. : “Oh, Tanaka I’m sorry I just saw the messages. Hinata and Kageyama locked up the other night.”

17:58 p.m

Nishinoya Y. : “Kiyoko-san 👉🏼👈🏼🥺”

Read ✓✓✓

8 NEW MESSAGES

Today

07:42 a.m

Sawamura D. : “Good morning team, don’t forget to meet up in front of the school by 8:45”

07:43 a.m

Nuisance 1 : “DAICHI-SAN IM SO EXCITED!!! I’LL BE THERE 8:30!!!”

07:45 a.m

Nishinoya Y. : “OI HINATA THAT’S THE SPIRIT”

07:46 a.m

Nuisance 1: “NOYA-SAN!!!!!”

07:50 a.m

Sawamura D. : “ENOUGH. OTHERS ARE STILL TRYING TO SLEEP”

7:52 a.m

Azumane A. : “it’s a little too late for that…”

07:58 a.m

Sugawara K. : “listen to the captain!! n e wayz see u all in a jiffy!”

07:59 a.m

King Nuisance 2: “jiffy?”

Tsukishima rolls his eyes, exiting the group chat before heading to check his other messages.

1 NEW MESSAGE

Today

08:00 a.m

Yams: “Tsukki! Don’t forget to bring your sports glasses! See u soon!”

Tsukishima takes a mental note of what his friend sent him, replying with a ‘thx’ before exiting, and checking the last notification. It’s from you.

5 NEW MESSAGES

Today

02:23 a.m

Y/n: “KEI!!! I know ur probably asleep right now but, I don’t think I’m gonna be able to wake up the same time as u guys.. So I hope you’ll see this message when u wake up!”

02:25 a.m

Y/n: “I hope you sleep well tonight and get a bunch of rest, you’re going to do incredible! There’s no other person who I know that can block as great as you!!!”

02:26 a.m

Y/n: “You can do it, you will do it! You’re gonna BWOOSH BAM WAPOW that big guy Ushi-something’s spikes!! I’ll be cheering you on tomorrow, don’t forget! Okay goodnight now love u!!!!”

02:27 a.m

Y/n: “ 🥺💓💖💕💘💗💞💓💘💕💓💕💓💘💖💕💓💘💗💞💕💘💓💘💖💗💞🗿💖💘💓💕💗💞“

02:28 a.m

Y/n: “AHHH I didn’t mean to send the Moai emoji please pretend it’s a heart ToT”

Tsukishima can’t help but allow a smile to creep past him, fortunately for him he was alone, in the comfort of his room.

07:07 a.m

Tsukki💞: “Thanks, see u later nerd.”

Tsukishima writes before hopping out of bed, heading straight to the bathroom.

“Oh? Tsukki!” Yamaguchi calls, the heads of the Karasuno volleyball team members turning as Tsukishima makes his way past the school gates, exhausted.

“TSUKISHIMA!!!!” Calls, waving his arms to his fellow middle blocker. “SHUT UP HINATA” Kageyama yells. Daichi immediately breaks up the duo, giving a deathly glare as the second years chuckle. “Sorry…” The two mumble before Yamaguchi and Yachi approach the tall blonde.

“Please place your bags in the compartment below Tsukishima-kun.” Yachi instructs, receiving a tired nod from the boy.

“Good morning kids” The group turn their heads to see as their Coach and Advisor make their way out of the school building, with a folder of documents in hand, along with a first aid kit.

“Alright, I know we’re all tired, so rest up as much as you can on the drive.” He starts before looking at the captain. Daichi nods before giving Tanaka, Noya, Hinata and Kageyama a side glare. The four immediately gulp as the team begins to board the bus.

The bus makes a stop as the boys inside begin to dissemble. Kiyoko and Yachi help clear the bottom cart of the bus, unloading the baggage.

“The drive didn’t seem too bad” Asahi yawns before hopping off the bus. The sound of a crow crying waking him up.

“All right, let’s go everyone!” Sugawara pushes. “Yeah” The team lets out as they begin to walk towards the entrance of the building.

Daichi stays behind as he exchanges a conversation with three of his fellow female classmates from the girl’s volleyball team.

“Thanks again for giving me a ride to the game Aki-nii! I didn’t know you’d be back in town so soon, did you come just to watch Tsukki’s game?” You jump out of his car as you turn to meet him on the other side.

“Shhh Y/n-chan! He doesn’t know I’m here… Well, let alone he didn’t want me to come” He adjusts his hat and sunglasses. “And it’s no problem!” He gives a thumbs up before you let out a soft laugh. “You go ahead, I’m going to wait before going in, just in case he arrived the same time as we did” You nod before waving and running off.

“Wow” Tanaka lets out “So this is the finals… There’re so many people.” Nishinoya turns to his brethren before reassuring him. “Ryuu, this is no time to be scared!”

The man turns immediately to him “I’m not scared!”

Nishinoya closes his eyes before looking down, placing a firm hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Listen, Ryuu. Picture this.” His gaze rises “The finals… Our opponents are Shiratorizawa. What do you think is going to happen when we play to a crowd this big?

Tanaka eyes him, confused “What’s going to happen?” Just as he questions, the sounds of girls chattering passes the two, he immediately jumps up.

Nishinoya dives, chest facing down as he extends his arms to save the ball from dropping to the floor. HUP

Tanaka jumps, higher above the net before spiking, not giving the opposite team a chance to react. BAM

The crowd of Shiratorizawa girls go wild, “AH NISHINOYA-KUN! TANAKA-KUN! YOU’RE AMAZING” They cheer excitedly.

The two let out a sexy and husky chuckle.

”Nishinoya-kun, Tanaka-kun” An angelic voice calls out, making the two turn their heads to meet miss Kiyoko Shimizu.

”D-do your best out there…” She quietly wishes before covering her face with her hands.

The two boys join hands, giving each other a look of great determination.

“Noya-san, I’m gonna do this! I’m gonna become a hero after this match!” Tanaka promises his friend, giving a snarky smile. “I’m not gonna lose, Ryuu!” Nishinoya replies, reciprocating the same snarky smile. “RWWWAAAAAAAAUURRRGHHHHH” The two growl, causing the attention of people around to judge.

Ennoshita watches besides Narita and Kinoshita unamused before his friend speaks “They seem more hyped up than usual…”

“Guts! Guts! Guts! Guts!” They scream before Ennoshita cuts them off. “Hey, you’re embarrassing us, stop screaming!” He scolds.

“I’m glad those guys never change…” Narita lets out a small laugh as the two continue their screaming.

“Guts! Guts! Guts! Guts!” The team turns their head to watch as their mates continue to scream before Daichi comes back, obviously unamused. Just before Hinata was going to join in, “SHUT UP, YOU TWO!” The captain yells. Yamaguchi lets out a chuckle as Tsukishima lets out a sigh. “As expected…”

“Come on, let’s go!” “YEAH!”

As the team makes their way into the gym, Hinata is stopped by his two old middle school friend’s, exchanging a quick conversation before splitting and catching up to his team, before getting into yet another quarrel with Kageyama.

“Why, you!” The sound of Kageyama growling causes Tsukishima to turn and give a look of annoyance between the two.

“Hey! Stop it, you two!” Daichi scolds. “You’re wasting energy before the finals? Are you guys completely stupid?” Tsukishima butts in bluntly, watching as Kageyama continually tries to strangle Hinata.

Yamaguchi lets out a look of embarrassment as he turns to notice the gaze from others in the hallway. “Well, we might immediately lose anyways…” Tsukishima scoffs before reaching into his bag.

“Yams!!” Yamaguchi turns to notice you running your way up to him, noticing him immediately. “Y/n!” Yamaguchi greets happily. Tsukishima looks up to see your running figure as he zips his bag shut.

Yachi’s attention turns to you before greeting you, along with the rest of the team. “Y/n! You made it!” “Yachi I told you I’d come!” You whine before taking her hands. The sound of a strap snapping causes your gaze to turn to Tsukishima, who is adjusting his sport’s glasses.

“Good grief. Come on, let’s go” The captain lets out, finally stopping the two from their escapades.

You walk in between Kiyoko and Yachi along with the team.

“All right. As soon as we put our stuff away, we’re going to warm up!” Daichi states as his team lets out a “YEP!” in sync.

“Y/n, this is where we’re going to split up for a little bit, I’ll join you up by the bleachers once official starts!” Yachi informs you and you give a small smile. “It’s no worries!” You turn to notice Tsukishima’s eyes on you, immediately looking away before making eye contact.

You turn to face the team, wishing them a good luck before making your way to Tsukishima.

“Tsukki! Remember, I’ll be cheering for you!” You give a bright smile before heading off.

The boy stands there flustered, obviously trying so hard to hide his reaction before his senior calls. “Tsukki~” Sugawara teases, ruffling the top of his head. Nishinoya and Tanaka join in on the teasing as Yamaguchi lets out a snicker.

“Alright let's go!” Daichi orders. “Let’s go!”

You make your way up the bleachers, finding a seat as you watch the boys practice. Getting up to watch, you rest on the railing before Kageyama looks to find you, giving you a wave. You smile giving him a wave back before finding Tsukishima in the audience.

Just as you were to call out to him, you feel a heavy weight shove you. You let out a yelp as you shut your eyes from the impact. The feeling of liquid trickling down your clothes before squeaking out an apology.

Kageyama watches the spilled “accident” before immediately making his way off court.

“Oi! Kageyama where are you going?!” Daichi calls, Kageyama ignoring him as he leaves through the doors.

Tsukishima turns his head to watch as the setter runs out, then looking up to find you and Manami in the audience, this doesn’t look good. His eyes widened slightly in shock, as he was about to run out to assist you- his senior calls for him. He looks between you and his senior before assisting his senior instead.

“I-I’m so sorry!” You yelp, feeling liquid triple down your now wet attire. You open your eyes to meet the harsh glare of Manami. “Oops, my bad.” She replies antagonistically before walking off with Watabe.

You stand there bewildered, looking down and letting out a sigh. You make your way from the bleachers to the bathroom, hoping you can dry and spare this day from being completely ruined with your soaked blouse.

Standing in front of the mirror, you let out a sigh of frustration and you aggressively press the layer of napkins to your blouse, trying to dry it, but it doesn’t seem to be working as much as you hoped it would.

Not wanting to waste anymore time, you toss the napkin away before making your way out, only to bump into Kageyama.

Kageyama stands in front of you, “Are you okay?” He asks quietly before you let out a small “yeah”. He takes his hand, bringing it closer to you. Looking, you watch as he is offering you his spare jersey to wear. “Oh! Kageyama it’s okay, really I-” “Please take it, you could get sick.” He states before you nod, taking it from his hands and thanking him.

Realization hits before you run behind him, beginning to push him. “Go back! You’re missing valuable time to practice, don’t worry about me!” He turns to face you, giving your head a pat before smiling slyly. He waves to you before running off, leaving you.

You quickly change from your blouse, tucking the useless piece of clothing into your little bag. You look up into the mirror and realize just how big it looks on you, draping nearly past your thighs. Zipping your bag up, you immediately make your way out of the bathroom to the bleachers.

“KAGEYAMA!” Hinata yells as the setter makes his way back into the court. “Kageyama-kun, are you alright?” Kiyoko asks before he nods. Explaining to her how he had watched as someone spilled their drink on you, only leaving to help you briefly. From this Yamaguchi and Tsukishima hear, they look back up to the bleachers to still find you gone.

The two share a brief moment of silence looking at each other. Tsukishima is about to run out, before the coach calls for him.

“Tsukishima-kun! Don’t think about leaving. Everyone get ready to line-up” He calls before Tsukishima nods, following his orders.

He looks back up to the bleachers, worried and wanting to give you his spare jersey to change into, thinking of how sitting through an entire game in wet clothes is bound to get you sick.

Yachi bids her team a ‘good luck’ before making her way off court.

You make your way back to the railing, just in time to meet the booming voice of your school’s Vice Principal.

“Listen up, everyone!” He yells, you stop and turn your attention to him. “We need to cheer as loud as we can so our cheers’ becomes the players’ strength!” You let out a “right!” along with the other students, surprised by his behavior. “The vice-principal sure seems worked up about this.” You hear your classmate say to his friend besides you. “Was he always like that?” His friend replies as you let out a low chuckle.

“Go, go, Karasuno! Push it, push it, Karasuno!” The Vice Principal cheers, clapping the two cones in his hands together. The school repeats the cheer, but incredibly off sync. Causing the Vice Principal to let out another scold. “We just practiced this yesterday!” You watch as you homeroom teacher makes her way to calm him down.

“A-are they gonna be okay?” You hear the voice of another man besides you, turning to find a tall man besides another who you deemed familiar. ‘Yamaguchi’s mentor!’ You remember before turning your attention to hear a familiar voice whispering.

“I’m not anyone suspicious!” You watch as Akiteru is being pulled by gorgeous blonde baddie, making her way to the three of you by the railing. “I saw this suspicious guy wandering around!” You turn to look at the ‘suspicious man’, remembering the hat, sunglasses and face mask he was preparing when you two hopped out of his car. “He ran when he saw me, so I caught him!” ‘That is very suspicious’ you admit to yourself as she meets up to the three of you. “He could be a Shiratorizawa spy!”

And at that, you can’t help but laugh. “What?!” Shimada questions and you watch Akiteru trying to explain himself. “W-wait! I’m a relative!” He removes his sunglasses and mask, continuing his alibi. “I’m Tsukishima Kei’s older brother!” He proudly says.

“Tsukishima-kun’s older brother?!” The two men reply in shock.

“SHHHH! SHHHH! He told me not to come to the match.” You look down and notice Tsukishima glaring up to the stands, obviously aware of his older brother’s presence. You watch as Akiteru ducks under the railing, before looking down and giving him a wave. He waves back slowly before turning his focus back on his coach.

“Those two are nothing alike, especially their personalities.” The tall blonde man says to the shorter blonde woman.

Your snickering causes the attention of the four adults to turn to you. “Huh?” You watch as the woman approaches you. “You’re so cute!” She lets out before looking down to notice your jersey. The other three adults following her gaze.

Their eyes widen in shock, especially Akiteru’s. “Are you here for Tobio-kun?!” She asks, obviously loving the cute idea of wearing your significant other’s jersey to his game.

Akiteru watches you, awaiting your answer. Wondering if it’s true, confused on how the last time he had visited it felt so obvious you felt something for his younger brother.

“N-no that’s not it! He’s one of my friends, he offered me his spare jersey not too long ago because of an accident.” You reply, not noticing the sigh of relief Akiteru lets out.

“Awh, that would have been so cute” She replies disappointedly, resting her arm on the railing.

“I’m Saeko, Tanaka’s older sister, you can call me Saeko-nee” She winks and you are left flustered, exchanging a greeting back. “These two over there are Shimada and Takinoue” She points to the other two men, you share a greeting with them as well.

“And this one over here” She points to Akiteru. “Suspicious man” She laughs and you notice Akiteru fume again. “I told you I’m not suspicious, tell her Y/n-chan!” “Y/n-chan?” The women turns back to you. “Oh? Do you know him? Blink twice if you don’t” She jokes.

“Y-yes I do, don't worry! We actually came together. We’re neighbors!” You assure her and she lets out an ‘ah’ before you hear the familiar sound of your friend.

“Y/n-chan!” “Yachi!” She meets beside you, greeting the other four adults before her gaze falls onto your clothing.

“I-is that Kageyama’s?!” She asks flustered and you nod, explaining the same thing you have told the other four adults, not wanting her to think you had anything romantic going on with one of your friends.

The sound of a whistle blown causes everyone’s attention to turn to the court, you watch as the game begins, the team’s lining up on both ends as the reporter announces the teams. “We will now begin the Japanese National High School Volleyball Tournament, Miyagi’s Prefecture Qualifiers, Boy’s Finals.”

You watch in anticipation, feeling your heart race with excitement.

“Miyagi’s Karasuno High School. Miyagi’s Shiratorizawa Academy.”

You yell out a cheer with the crowd, watching both captains exchange a hand shake.

“Wow there's a bunch of TV crews” Saeko lets out.

“We will now introduce Karasuno High School’s starting line-up.” The speakers announce, turning everyone’s attention back to Karasuno’s side of the court. “Number 1, Sawamura Daichi. Number 3, Azumane Asahi. Number 5, Tanaka Ryuunosuke.” “RYUU!!!” Saeko cheers besides you. “Number 9, Kageyama Tobio. Number 10, Hinata Shoyo.” You let out a cheer for your two friends, before the last player is announced. “Number 11, Tsukishima Kei” With his name said, you let out an even louder cheer, with Akiteru, watching as he jogs across the court to meet his team.

Afterwards, the reporter announces Shiratorizawa’s line-up. You shake with Yachi in intimidation, watching the very tall boys jog across the court one by one.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please cheer on both teams and wish them the best.”

You let out a sigh before turning to the five people besides you. “Oh geez, I’m starting to feel nervous.”

Let the games begin.

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mydarlingvioletine · 5 years ago

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Just a Puppy Crush - Chapter Sixteen Ship(s): Violet/Clementine, Brody/Ruby, and Louis/Aasim Media: The Walking Dead Game (Season Four)

Violet has added beLOUga, Bordy, Country Girl 👅, We Live in Aasimulation, and Mars Bar to a group chat.

Violet has renamed the group chat ‘Clem and I kissed, holy shit!!’

Violet almost dropped her phone at the sound of Clementine coming back outside, the old screen door screeching against the metal frame.

She quickly turned it on silent mode, knowing the utter chaos that would go down once the message sent through, then gave a meek smile to Clem. “Hey, what’d Lee want?”

“He conveniently forgot how to work the remote again.” Clementine sneered, sending a glance over her shoulder. “And kinda sorta gave us the boot. It’s ten minutes ‘til curfew.”

“Oh,” Violet frowned, shoving her phone into the back pocket of her jeans. “I’ll see you tomorrow then?”

“Wait!” Clementine stammered abruptly, her fists balled tightly to her sides. “I-I mean, let me walk you home. If you want!”

Violet froze at the suggestion, and instinctively shoved her hands into her pockets. “Oh my, how chivalrous. Louis is gonna have to step up his game.”

“What game?” Clem giggled, hooking her arm through Violet’s. “So, would it be okay?”

The gentle carefulness in Clementine’s tone almost melted Violet’s brain circuits, and she grinned before resting her head on the shorter girl’s shoulder. “Abso-tutely!”

The walk was a lot shorter than Violet really thought it’d be. Sure, she was just outside of the suburbs but it felt so far.

“How festive.” Clementine piped up at the black cat statue on top of the trailer, peering down st them with tentative, watchful green eyes.

Violet nodded, turning a small pumpkin by the stairs to reveal a pointy-faced jack-o-lantern. “My mom and Lou.. they’re both really into Halloween and decorations and all that.”

“We gotta get our costumes together soon,” Clem stalled, leaning back and forth on the tip of her toes as Violet started rummaging for her keys. “Are you doing anything tomorrow?”

Violet grasped the jingling keys in her hand, and spun it around her fingertip. “I don’t think so."

Clementine let out a sigh of relief, and awkwardly scratched the back of her head. “Cool beans, cool beans.”

“Maybe Brody’ll let us borrow her bird? Y’know, that parrot on the shoulder thing?” Vi suggested, trying and failing to unlock the front door with sweaty hands.

Clem giggled, crossing her arms and shaking her head at the thought. “That’d be really cool, but I doubt it. Remember when she stayed home from school for a week when Revali got sick?”

Aha! There was a click inside the lock as Violet twisted the key to the right. “Yeah, I could barely get her to leave the house that month.”

She pulled the door open, and stopped in the doorway to look back down at the flustered Clementine. “I’d, um, invite you in but my dad’s gonna be home soon. He got really mad when Louis and I had a study sesh and I forgot to tell him.”

“Oh, yeah!” Clementine nodded, blinking quickly and shuffling her foot. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

With an eye roll, Violet hopped back down from the doorstep and quickly pressed a kiss to the shorter girl’s forehead. “See ya, dork.”

Violet let herself slump against the door behind her, and buried her face in her hands, leaving a blushing-like-crazy Clementine on the other side.

Holy shit.

Her eyes snapped down to her phone beside her, screen lit up with dozens of notifications.

4 missed calls from beLOUga.

56 missed messages from ‘Clem and I kissed, holy shit’.

The phone buzzed in her hands just as she picked it up, and she rolled her eyes at Louis’ persistence.

“What the FUCK, Violet?” Vi quickly turned her phone volume down, a little too late, as Louis started screeching incoherently. “If you’re shitting with me, I swea-“

“I’m not shitting with you,” Violet sternly rose her voice, glaring in annoyance at the frantic Louis on her screen. “We, uh, were hanging out and dancing and stuff and she just kissed me.”

A sharp scream pierced Violet’s ears, and she lowered the volume even more. “Dude.”

Louis clasped his hands over his mouth just as he realized something. “Shit, I owe Aasim fifty bucks.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Violet questioned, scratching the back of her head. “You guys placing bets on us?”

“Oh no, absolutely not!” Louis laughed nervously. “That’d be, uh, immoral. Bad. Not in my good Christian friend group.”

Violet giggled as Louis tripped over his words, and a snort escaped her. “You’re such a dork.”

“Maybe so, maybe so.” Louis gave a toothy and charming smile, happily resting his chin on his palms. “You look happy, Vi.”

She felt heat rush to her face for maybe the thousandth time that day, and shrugged her shoulders in an attempt to hide her blush. “I am, Lou. I haven’t felt like this in.... ever.”

“You deserve it.” Louis piped up, giving her a quick wink. “Someone that’ll actually treat you how you should be treated. A girl who loves you.”

Violet felt her ears go up in flames at the last statement, and tugged her knees to her chest instinctively. “Shut up, you fucking sap.”

Louis happily sighed, lazily holding his head up. He opened his mouth to say something when a car door slammed outside of Violet’s trailer, and they both froze at the noise.

“Ugh, Scott.” Violet hissed under her breath, earning a sympathetic look from Louis. “I gotta go.”

He quickly regained his happy composure, stretching his arms out in a yawn. “That’s alright, I’ll make sure to get every detail out of you tomorrow. Have a good night, Vi. Love you!”

Louis propped his phone up against his pillow and created a heart with his hands, smiling goofily.

“Iloveyoutoo.” Violet quickly murmured, cutting off a triumphant “AHA!” by ending the call. She scrambled to her feet, and lay down on the mattress, burrowing underneath her treasured knitted blanket, given to her by Brody.

The front door begrudgingly opened after a couple pushes, and heavy, stumbling footsteps dragged across the trailer floor.

Violet held her breath as the floor creaked at the end of her mattress, eyes softly shut as her drunk father loomed over her. After what felt like forever, he turned around and left, shutting her door behind him.

With a sigh of relief, she let her gaze drop back down to her phone, full of new notifications since she’d last talked to Louis.

One missed text from mlem.

70 missed messages from ‘Let’s go lesbians, let’s go.’

Putting her priorities in order, she opened her newest message from Clementine. She swore for a second she saw a text bubble pop up, but it quickly disappeared.

mlem: legend has it that a pirate’s favorite letter is R, some say it’s the C, but as a living, breathing pirate, I can verify it’s u!

A giggle involuntarily escaped Violet’s lips, and she racked her brain for an equally witty remark. She almost considered asking Louis for help on one, but quickly realized he’d never let her live it down.

violet: you’re such a cornball

She let a happy sigh escape her, clutching the phone to her chest tightly. She then flipped back to the chaotic group chat to see what damage had been done.

We live in Aasimulation has renamed the chat ‘I want my fucking money Louis.’

beLOUga: tell you what, what if we go out to a nice restaurant and spend it that way?

We live in Aasimulation: But I was gonna buy smash ultimate

beLOUga: fair. i’ll give you it first period

We live in Aasimulation: on second thought, dinner sounds nice. don’t expect me to put out on the first date, though

Bordy: a a s i m this is a PG Minecraft server and as captain I can and will use my power to keep it that way

We live in Aasimulation: Brody you literally just sent us a picture of Ruby after her lifting sesh with a bunch of tongue emojis

Bordy has removed We Live in Aasimulation from the group chat.

Bordy: whos next

Bordy: vi!! i see you lurking! give us the deets

violet: uh no

beLOUga: okay I’ll ask Clem then

Violet’s drowsy eyes darted open, and she frantically typed to stop him. Thank god for auto correct.

violet: WAIT NO

violet: we were dancing together on her porch and talking and I guess I let it spill that I had feelings for her and she kissed me

violet: there you go voila no need to bother her

Bordy: ooh la la~

beLOUga: im not bothering her she’s the one who’s blowing up my phone with dumb shit like ‘okay but does she LIKE LIKE me’

Country girl: d’awww and I thought violet was a mess

Violet frowned, and switched back to her one-on-one conversation with Clementine. She could’ve sworn again that a text bubble appeared in the corner, but it disappeared before she could verify.

violet: aarrrrrr you free tomorrow after school? we can work on our costumes and hang out :)

Clem’s response took two seconds tops.

mlem: yea totally, sounds good!! aj really wants to show you his costume too!

violet: cool, i can’t wait.

Violet took a couple seconds to alter Clem’s name on her phone, and grinned down at the result.

violet: im too tired to think of any more pirate puns, so im gonna hit the sack. night, Clem

clem☀️: goodnight vi!

#hashtag justice for aasim #twdg #the walking dead game #twdg clementine #twdg violet #violentine #violetine #twdg louis #twdg aj #done running #the walking dead game finale #redd writes #loussim #brody/ruby #twdg brody #twdg ruby #twdg aasim #twdg finale

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btsjfans · 6 years ago

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Our Song (pt 6)

Summary: School playboy, and jock Jungkook is the last person you’d expect to be a soulful musician, but everybody has their secrets

Jungkook x Reader (fluff, angst, smut next chapter)

a/n: ahhh thank you for all the requests, getting requests and feedback about my stories literally makes my life I love you all so freaking much ALSO SORRY IT TAKES ME LIKE 50 YEARS TO POST OMFG

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“Y/n L/n IT IS 2:17AM DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA--” Your mother screams, pacing in the kitchen, while your dad scowls beside her. You sit at the dinner table, numbly listening to their tirade. You’re still half asleep, and tired from earlier.

You’d fallen asleep at Jungkook’s earlier that night, and woken up when he’d rolled over in his sleep, and flopped on top of you. In the moment it was funny, until you read the clock that glowed “2:10am” in ominous white lettering.

“JUNGKOOK I-AGDHGDJ” You’d screamed, pushing him off and springing from the bed. He sat up, hair sticking up in all directions as you hopped around his room, desperately tugging your jeans on.

“What?” His voice was deep and grumbly as he rubbed his eyes and tried to process the situation. His eyes finally settled on the clock, and he gasped and dashed out the door, “MEET ME IN THE CAR!!!” He screamed, scrambling for the keys.

The two of you hit 70 in a 25, managing to get you home by 2:15, saving about 8 minutes on your usual drive time. You kissed him one more time before getting out of the car, trying to savor one last good moment before you met your bitter end. “I love you forever Y/n,” He smiles, stress evident in his tense body.

“I love you forever too Jungkook.” You sighed, facing the house, having accepted your impending doom. The second the door had closed behind you, the lights came on and the screaming began.

By 2:45 your parents decided they had enough and sent you swiftly to bed, but not before taking your phone and sentencing you to 2 weeks of being grounded.

You lied in bed, emotionally drained as you stared at the ceiling. But even then, you couldn’t help but smile. You really did love him.

From: My Mans :)

Saturday, 2:30am

Y/n??

Y/n is everything okay???

Im so sorry

I really am I didnt mean for time to get away from us like that

Ughhhhhh Y/n please dont be mad

Please dont be mad

Ok uhhhh text me tomorrow ig. I love you

Sunday, 10:11am

Y/n really Im getting worried

Pls tell me this is a prank? AHAHAh im laughing

2:45pm

I showed you my dick pls reply

Y/N

4:41pm

goddddd

Y/n i really love youuuuu

Knock knock

Whos there?

NOT YOU APPARENTLY SJHDGSJFAHKSAHJ

6:18pm

ok so

I guess youre mad?

Annnnd idk what I did so I cant say sorry

BUT if you tell me what I did wrong I can apologize

sooooo

uGAUKHSFGHJ Y/N

See 216 More Messages?

You grin scrolling through your messages. It was 7:45am on a monday, and you’d just gotten your phone back. You’d spent the weekend without electronics, and with plenty of housework. You still had two weeks of house arrest, but you would get to see your friends at school, and keep your phone, so things were already looking up. Your parents didn’t know you lost your v-card, so they didn’t really have anything against Jungkook except for him keeping you out too late.

To: My Mans :)

7:48- Come get meeeeee :P

Within 2 minutes of sending that text Jungkook replies, making you laugh.

From: My Mans :)

7:56- Oh my god are you kidding me I text you all day every day all weekend and this is all I get back? No heartfelt message? Am I just a rockin bod and a cool car to you? Damn, you thotties really be cold

7:57- Omw

“What the fuuuuck,” Jungkook whines pulling you in by the hips and kissing you, pressing you against him.

“Sorry, my parents took my phone.” You grin, ruffling his hair and getting in the car.

“God I thought I was bad in bed or something, you really did a number on my insecurity this weekend,” He grins, taking the car out of park.

Walking through school felt different now. You felt dirty and exposed. You felt like everybody knew what you did that weekend. Walking down the halls hand in hand with Jungkook, you usually got some stares, but now it felt like all eyes were on you. Jungkook seemed fine, unbothered even. As he should of course, and as you should too. You just couldn’t shake that unsettled feeling though.

Eventually that feeling left, and a feeling of pride took its place. You were his girl, the person he decided was worthy enough to be his first. Telling your friends really gassed you up.

“Y/N YOU WHAT?!” Lisa was screaming. You guys were between classes and you couldn’t really think of a good time to tell them, so you figured now was as good as any. “You got dicked down? Like all the way down?!” Lisa whispered, eyes wide. “Yeah! Do you guys hate me?” You grin nervously.

“No! Just don’t ditch us for booty calls,” Jisoo grins and nudges you. The three of you laugh while you give them details as you walk to your next class. You’re caught up in the story before somebody runs into you, jolting you from your thoughts. You look back in annoyance to see who the perpetrator was. Mark Tuan just hurries off, ignoring you. “Hey, ignore him. You’re Jeon Jungkook’s squeeze now, we have more important things to think about.” Jisoo laughs, grabbing your arm and tugging you down the hallway.

Mark

Jungkook was still a part of our group I guess. Bam and Taehyung jumped on the chance to talk to him again after things had been tense the last few weeks. Jungkook texted them and asked if we could all hang after lacrosse, so of course that meant I had to wait after school til 5 for them.

Roaming the empty halls I scroll through instagram, trying to occupy my headspace. I really had been enjoying my guy time recently, but I can’t lie, I do miss my time with Y/n. After school hot chocolate and homework had become a fixture in my life, like she had been. It felt like there was a big empty hole where she used to be, in my house and in my head.

“Mr. Tuan,” Mr. Atkinson’s voice rips me from my thoughts.

“Yes sir?” I turn, pocketing my phone.

“Wanna take a walk?” Atkinson approaches, not really giving me a choice. We both walk in silence for a minute or so, our footsteps echoing down the halls. “Have you been alright recently? You and Y/n don’t talk anymore, and you’ve fallen in with a..lesser crowd.” His voice is light, but I can hear the more serious tone beneath.

“Yeah, people just..grow apart.” I shrug, shoving my hands in my pockets.

“Yeah but you and y/n didn’t. Or at least she didn’t. I know there’s more. Now, I don’t expect you wanting to talk to your washed up teacher about your personal life, but you should talk to her. Or someone.” He’s right. I sigh, nodding.

“What do I say?” My voice is quiet, ashamed.

“It never hurts to start with sorry.”

You lay on your bed, scrolling through your phone on a break from homework. Your break had already taken 2 hours, oops. Suddenly a picture of Mark doing a double chin fills up your home screen while your phone buzzes, signaling a call from your old friend. It had been a hot minute since you’d gotten a call from him; it had been a hot minute since you’d gotten any kind of formality from him in general.

“Hello?” You slowly hit the green button.

“I’m sorry Y/n. Can we talk?”

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likeadove · 6 years ago

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Anonymous said: just wanted to tell u that i finished wcpah on a train and the fic almost made me miss my stop it was THAT good had to run off the last second hahahahah

Anonymous said: holy fuck bethany you have no idea I'm so sad about this book ending bc for real its gotten me through a lot these past few months (been reading since chap 6 baby) and honestly my only source of happiness after this will be nest of salt. From the bottom of my heart thank you so much for everything youve doen with this story. Its magnificent. (and you wrote the smut wonderfully don't even worry)

Anonymous said: I just can’t. So good. I already want to start begging for one shots.

Anonymous said: That was fkn stupendous and I am so grateful to be able to read your stories <3

Anonymous said: I actually screamed when I saw the lyrics for this chapter. Thank God none of my roommates are home because the whole thing had a me screaming/sobbing. Like how did you manage to make that so beautiful? I cried? They love each other so much and you showed that in the way they did it.

Anonymous said: ben and rey crying after doing it is the most canon thing ever canoned

Anonymous said: I just wanted to let you know that the most recent chapter of WCPAH is amazingly beautiful. it made me sad because ive never had that good of sex lol. your writing was fantastic, everything felt so real and i think you waited until the perfect time in their story for this to happen. you did a fantastic job! Thanks for sharing it with us! :)

Anonymous said: that ending killed me oh my gosh. im smiling like an idiot

Anonymous said: I can't believe it's almost over. It's so amazing and I love it so much and I'm just so sad and happy and idk man. You've done it, like really done it, knocked it out of the park. I'm experiencing such a wide array of emotions and I seriously don't know what to do.

Anonymous said: Me right now: 😭😃😥😍😖🤯😵😏😱😫😘😞😁

Anonymous said: literally one of the most satisfying things i have ever read. you did it. you gone dun it. cannot remember why i wanted them to get down when she was 18 anymore haaa. This is oh so very right. All equal parts sexy, sweet, hot, beautiful. Thank you from the bottom of my reylo heart. what will i do without these two and your updates!!?! excuse me while i re read this chapter for the 4th time. because duhhhhhhhh

Anonymous said: lemme just say my thoughts on the last chapter- aaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH im telling you now im gonna cry like a baby when WCPAH is over bc it's been such a wonderful ride and ive been around since chapter 1 was posted and i stumbled across the then baby fic and had never listened to the music Ben and rey do until recently and i found chapter 1 to be cute so i thought id stick around for chapter 2 totally unaware that almost 60 chapters later i myself not wanting it to end. Thank you for this❤

Anonymous said: literally cried when I saw you updated. woman you have done it. you wrote possibly the best smut/fan fiction these eyes have ever read. blown away from the way you lived up to hype for this sex scene- like surpassed my wildest expectations&gave us perfection. ben was so eager, aggressive&gentle all at the same time. we could count on rey to take matters into her own hands. girl knows what she wants. cannot wait for them to fill the house with their art, memories, milkshake machine, dogs&kiddos.

Anonymous said: So, it took me about half an hour to read through this chapter (56), because I had to stop to internally scream, or digest the fact that IT(!!) was finally happen like every two words. Words cannot describe the satisfaction that this chapter gave me. FUCKING FINALLY!!!!! You killed it, as per usual, and I am continuously in awe of your skill. I’m not ready for this to be over, but thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for letting us come along on this ride with you, and Ben and Rey. ❤️

Anonymous said: Idk if this is gonna sound really fucking lame to you, but your story gave me a reason to look forward to a new day, thank you for this! I am so glad i found your story, you had me at "90s grunge Ben Solo"

Anonymous said: First of all, I love you. Second of all, you are a master and a bloody wizard. Third, the last chapter from Ben's POV would make me die and go to heaven. I want to know his thoughts and feelings during *the scene*. Is that on the horizon? If not, that's ok - I'm happy with anything you give us! My brain keeps going over all the saucy details and starts fluttering when I think about what might come next. Sorry for being weird but I FEEL SO MANY EMOTIONS AND IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU.

Anonymous said: That was some pretty dope as shit smut Bethany like holy fuck

Anonymous said: that was literally the best sex scene I have ever read. so real and complex!! favorite fic of all time for sure

Anonymous said: your story came out on week two of my multi month bed-rest-ploza. i have been reading and healing along with these two ever since. thank you for the fluff, distraction, angst, music suggestions and companionship from your story and the world you created. this last update was everything i could have wanted and more. so sad that this story is wrapping up soon. excited to see where you take these two and reading more of your stories. <3

Anonymous said: I just wanna say that 'we could plant a house' was such an important story for me. It actually inspired me to write again IT WAS JUST THAT GOOD. I love you and I want to thank you for sharing this beautiful, heartbreaking fic with us what a fucking blessing honestly you're a goddess, never stop writing ❤️ And like yo when's the next update I'm dying

Anonymous said: Okay so I’ve been here from about the beginning and omg what am I going to do without this fic?! This is definitely my favourite reylo fic and what am I going to read once it’s gone?! I love it so much!!

You are all beautiful, wonderful people. Sometimes it overwhelms me (in a good way) when y’all say that this story helped you through a rough time or inspired you to write/do art again, because it’s so surreal that my silly fic I started in January to get out my Reylo angst and give me an excuse to listen to a lot of 90′s music could possibly have this effect on others. I’m so glad my work means this much to you guys, that you guys have continued to read despite how many times I came for your feels or made you cry. You guys mean the world to me; it’s been so lovely getting to go on this journey with you all. I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do once it’s finished. Be very depressed, I expect. We can all send each other virtual hugs and cookies <3

#answering the anons #welp now im emotional

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Ooooh, I like this AU. Very interesting to think about and write for! Thanks for the fun request, I hope it lives up to your expectations and was (at least some what) what you were looking for!! <3 I also didn’t know if I wanted to make this a multiple chapter thing, but in the end I just made it one long one-shot. It’s lengthy, but do enjoy the long request! I’m actually pretty happy with it turned out so I hope you are too!!

P.S. I can’t name stories for shit. It may change, it may not, who knows.

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GOT7 ft. Monsta X

Jaebum/Reader AU

Genre: Drama, Lil Angst, Fluff and, Uh-oh, some cursing too (just saying)

Words: 8.4k (dear lord)

Kidnapped [captured]: verb: to take (someone) away illegally by force, typically to obtain a ransom.

“I’ve already told you Changkyun, I work today.” You spoke into the your small cell phone as you pressed it to your cheek with your shoulder as your hands worked on gathering the rest of your things to put into your small plaid purse.

“That is no excuse. You could always call in and actually come out with us today. Nothing wrong with playing a little hookie you know.” You rolled your eyes as your young friend spoke back into the other end of the cellular conversation.

“No means no, Im Changkyun.” You chuckled at the childish whine that you receive as a response. See, today Changkyun wanted to take you out with the rest of his friends, whom you were also close to because today was a special day. Today was your birthday. You were turning 23 today and you were stuck working. Where you may ask? Well, none other than a boring old bank.

Honestly, you didn’t mind the work, but doing it day after day, just like with most jobs, it gets boring pretty fast. Accounting and working with numbers was something you had a skill for, which is how you landed this job in the first place and you couldn’t really complain about the pay, but in all honesty you wish you could get out of work today.

You had finished stuffing your purse with your wallet, some over the counter pain medication for your inevitable headache later, a small bag of bobby pins and hair ties in case the bank decided that in the dead of summer A/C wasn’t a thing that was going to happen and finally a small package of hand tissues and bandages of both large, medium and small variety. You never know when you might need them and you’d rather be safe than sorry later.

“Listen,” you set your purse on your small table by your apartment door and walked back to your room to change into your work clothes. “I’m off tomorrow, so all that’s happening is us pushing off plans by a measly day.”

“That doesn’t change the fact I wanted to do it today.”

“Yeah? Well if memory serves, you wanted to go out to a movie and then probably go all out at a buffet didn't you? It’s always busy in both of those places on a Saturday. Going tomorrow would be better, it’s most people’s lazy days before a new week. It’ll work out.”

“No. No, see, that’s just it. Sunday is the lazy day. It’s hard enough getting Hyungwon out of bed on a normal day. You don’t realize how the chore drastically increases in difficulty on Sunday’s that when we have literally nothing to do.”

“Oh, it can’t be that bad.”

“Y/N, we draw straws to decide who’s going to wake him up.” You suck in a breath between your teeth as you slip on a pair of black slacks that buckle around your waist and tuck your white, collared, button up shirt into them.

“Wow, that bad huh?”

“Don’t leave us hanging Y/N!!!!” You scoffed at his whine again. You pushed your bangs out of your eyes and grabbed your black cropped blazer before you left your room, not yet putting it on. You set it in a heep next to your purse as you pull you hair back and loop a hair tie around it, pulling it into a bun to keep the hair off your neck.

“I’m sorry, but I need to go. I’ll listen to you complain later. I’m going to be late if I keep talking to you.” You heard him dramatically feign a wounded noise as he wept into the phone, as he tends to do when he finally realizes what he wants to do, isn’t going to happen.

“Uugghhh, fine. You’re so buying me food to make up for this later.” You grabbed your phone with one of your hands and swapped ears for a moment, straightening your neck and relaxing your shoulder finally.

“Yeah yeah, send your orders in later. I’ll pick something up after work. Ask the boys what they want to and I’ll buy for them too.” You rolled your eyes as you heard your friend cheer. Funny how you were buying people food on your birthday.

“Thanks Y/N, you’re the best old person I know!”

“YAH!” He laughed at your sound of annoyance. You weren’t that much older than him. He wasn’t so young compared to you anyways.

“See you later then. Happy birthday.” You smiled as you huffed out a breath through your nose.

“Thanks Kyun. Later.” You pulled the phone away as you ended the call and dropped your phone in your purse. Grabbing it, your keys to your car and throwing your blazer over your arm, not going to put it on, you left your apartment, locked the door and sped down the halls to the elevator of the 3rd floor to the parking lot before you plopped in your car. Tossing everything into the passenger seat, you inserted your keys and the car revived to life with the turn of your wrist and before you knew it you were on your way.

As you drove, you heard on one of the new stations about another recent convenience store robbery. This is the third one this week. Either multiple groups are striking at once to confuse the authorities, or someone is just clever enough to do all three and not get caught with so much activity going on. Honestly, you didn’t really find it too concerning or interesting.

Robberies are pretty common, unfortunately, and so long as there were no injuries or deaths, you wouldn’t find the time to really worry. Sure, it’d suck pretty hard for the people who have to deal with broken windows and doors and have to figure out how to replace what was stolen, not to mention the cash that was left in the register, but none of that was really your business. Call yourself cold-hearted, but if you had nothing to do with it, you wouldn’t dwell to long on the problem.

So, when you pulled into the large, over cramped parking lot of your bank, into the space that is reserved for employees, specifically you, you never expected to have anything other than another boring day tick on by.

You entered the building, now slipping on your blazer, politely greeting coworkers you met eye contact with as you glanced at the watch on the inside of your wrist.

9:56 AM. Just barely made it before your 10 AM shift, but even barely is making it. You’ll just blame it on the, probably still sulking, Changkyun as he sat bored at home. You slid into your window as you hung your purse on the hook you had placed on the inside of your window, just out of sight. You turned your computer on as you pulled your keyboard out and opened all your documents and programs before officially opening your window to help those in need of managing their money.

By the time 10:47 AM hit, you had only dealt with a whining middle aged woman who was acting like switching money from checking to savings was the end of the world, an elderly man who was wanted to withdraw money for his niece’s graduation and a mother with her teenage son who wanted to open an account of his own. It wasn’t too much, but it already made you feel tired. Your shift lasted until closing today, since you had to cram for the day off tomorrow, so for the next nearly 8 hours, you’d be stuck in this chair unless you had the chance to get up and pee.

It was almost a quarter past 11 when you decided leave your window for a moment, placing a ‘Be right with you’ sign on the desktop so you could go grab a mug of coffee. You had brought in one of your mugs when you found out there was a coffee pot in the back lounge and whether you were a coffee drinker or not, anyone would grit through the taste of it to make it through this dreadful shift.

On your way back to your window, you spotted someone in the lobby, a man to be precise. He had a baseball cap on his head, black with no logo or anything, just plain with an long tail on the back of it to adjust the fit as it bumped against his back with each turn of his head and a black mask covering his nose and mouth. It wasn’t uncommon for them after all, it was summer and the cap would shield their eyes and the mask would keep out dust and pollen; well to some extent. He wore a grey tank top that hung loosely from his body under a gray cardigan and his black skinny jeans had the knees torn out. His sense of fashion was pretty good, whoever he was, you had to admit, but he seemed off. He just kept fiddling with his phone, looking at it every so often as if he was lost.

So, with coffee still in hand, your slightly heeled shoes stepped against the hard floors over to him to see if he needed any help with anything. You walked up beside him and looked under the bill of his cap to try and make sure he knew you were going to address him.

“Excuse me, sir?” He jumped a bit. Now closer, you noticed the hair that peeked out from under his cap and down his sideburns were bleached. His eyes appeared to be brown, but it was tough to make out under the shade of the cap’s bill, even in the lit up bank lobby, along with all the large windows around. “Do you need help with anything?”

He shook his head and cleared his throat.

“No, uh, I’m just waiting on a couple friends.” You opened your mouth as you understood. Maybe a friend of his is going to take out money to have a night out, or maybe they’d just chosen this spot as a meeting place. Whatever, the reason, you obviously weren’t needed here.

“Ah, I understand. Sorry to disturb you.” It was when you were ready to leave the man, that the wooden doors to the bank slammed open and multiple rounds of gunfire were shot off, leading the entire vicinity into a panic. You also felt panic well in your chest as you turned to see where the fires came from, but before you could get anywhere your legs were kicked out from under you, and you were forced to the grown.

You mug was dropped and shattered as the hot contents of caffeine was spilled next to you and the man you had just spoken to held your arms behind your back as your chest was pushed painfully onto the hard floors. You felt your blazer being ripped off your form as the man above and behind you pried it off and placed it over the glass of the shattered mug to avoid him stepping on it and then to into the liquid were he would leave liquefied shoe prints that could dry and be used to track him later.

Lifting your head, the best you could from your pinned state, you saw the visitors and innocent civilians on the ground as two different men went and bound their wrists with zip ties, just in case someone wanted to try and play hero and do something stupid. Looking around more, there were 5 men in the room, with the man on your back in the mix, there were 6. All dressed in seemingly normal clothes, but all shielded faces and caps hiding their hair.

Their guns didn’t seem to be anything too extreme like what you would see in a dramatic bank robbery movie. There were no M-16s, no semi-automatic rifles, no machine guns, just simple pistols and a couple with shotguns. However, you weren’t going to judge them, if it shot and the bullet hit the intended target, pretty much any gun will do the trick. You were pulled out of your though process as one of the other men shouted at the man on you back.

“What!” He shouted back as you turned your head. The man was standing by your window that was vacant, before moving inside and rummaging around on your computer. Luckily all the important information was locked via passwords that changed on a daily, but just as you were thinking it, you felt yourself being pulled backwards onto your knees then lifted harshly to your feet.

With the man holding your arms behind you, he shoved you towards your window, then behind it and finally down into your chair before he gestured towards the screen. You knew what he was implying, ‘get into the accounts and get the information we want.’ You caught the glint of the pistol of the man in the corner of your eye as he pulled it from his waistband at his back and you’d really not push your luck.

Honestly, if you could, you’d deny any order given to you like a trouper if you were alone, but here there were too many people and you couldn’t make yourself the culprit as to why one or multiple of them could get hurt or even killed if you didn't listen. So, with quaking fingers, you followed the orders of the second man who stood behind you, pointing out everything he wanted to see.

Codes to safes, information to the accounts of the more fruitful names that were well known, the amount of money stored in the bank’s safe in the back of the store and surprisingly enough a map of the area. You figured the map would be so they could completely finalize their escape route, what with the authorities on their way from someone cleverly acting on that panic button under their desk before being pried away from it when this all began.

When all the information and codes you knew were out in the open to the criminals, the one who had you previously pinned on the floor, zip tied your hands together and also put another zip tie through the belt loop of your high-waist slacks and your hand zip tie and kept your hands in place in your lap. Again, you could try your chances and run since you weren’t actually tied down to anything and no one was holding you, but you’d rather not chance a bullet to the back of your head acting like a panic stricken fawn.

While you sat put with the second man from before watching over you, he noticed a wire running behind your ear and down into your shirt. What he was looking at was a communication wire used for your bank, since the building was large. Not, wanting to chance the idea of someone hacking into it to try and give you a way out, he began working on removing it. The sudden touch of him around your ear and then suddenly gripping your shirt only to unbutton it and remove the wire, startled you to the point, you jumped.

Everything happened in one go. Your body reacted to it being exposed to this strange criminal and in shock, your body jolted. As it did so, the back of your head collided with the face of the man, and was enough of an impact to make his mask slip. His back was to the mass of people, so your eyes were the only pair of eyes that saw how his mask fell from one of his ears and revealed his face. You two stared at each other before he hurried, fixed his mask and got a call from the back that they were ready to bolt.

You let out a silent huff, ready for this all to be over, but oh no, the universe wasn’t done fucking over your day. As the man’s face was covered back up and his cue to skedaddle was clear, you felt him harshly yank up on your bicep and drag you with him. Next thing you knew, you were listening to 6 voices all shouting in your direction, or rather the strange man’s direction, and you were thrown into a van that was in a hidden alley away from the press and media covering the robbery.

“The hell?! Who’s this?!” A deep voice asked as the one who had thrown you in, slammed the doors and the van began to move. Your, still restrained, body rolled and moved to the sudden driving and moving as you looked back and forth. The man whose face you saw, removed his mask again, now in a safer environment.

“The damn woman saw my face. I can’t just let that go!” As two of them bickered, one looked at you as he reached to pull you forward a bit and just as he saw the fear and panic in your eyes, it all blanked out as your consciousness faded with a harsh force on the back of your neck. Now, with your reality distorting and the sounds of tires screeching and men bickering you let a final thought cross your mind.

What a shitty birthday.

When your mind started to fuzzily return to normal, you couldn’t bring yourself to pry your eyes open, and the ringing in your ears finally cleared out for you to hear arguing. Much like the arguing from before you lost track of everything.

“You stole a fucking woman!” This voice didn’t sound like any of the ones you heard echoing in the bank before hand. It sounded new, and almost like it held a sort of superiority, it was like the harsh voice of a leader. “I stay behind to cover our tracks, so that you don’t get your asses caught, but now you decide to grab a fucking person and bring them back with you?!”

“It was Bam who did it! He just grabbed her and threw her in with us!” That was the voice of the man who had you pinned in the very beginning of this shitty story.

“Shut up Jackson, no one asked for your imput. You would’ve done the same thing if she saw your face you know!”

“I wouldn’t have fucked up enough to let her see my face, so this wouldn’t even be happening! You know, the whole purpose of a mask is to hide your face so it doesn’t get seen.”

“Both of you shut the hell up! I don’t care who did what or why it happened, now I have to deal with this problem along side the issue of throwing the cops for another goose chase, so you goons don’t get us located.” The voice of the assumed leader of your group of kidnappers sighed as there was silence. Then he spoke up again.

“Youngjae, work on the computers. Track where the cops are and make sure they don't find a trail. As the computer wizz, I’ll expect you not to screw up.”

“Right on.” You heard a pair of feet fade off as it was silent a bit longer and soon your body involuntarily twitched, and it didn’t go unnoticed. Feeling someone come closer to your body, you decided it was now or never, as you slowly cracked your eyes open to come face to face to a man who was kneeled down to your level.

“Oh, hey, she’s awake now.” He didn’t look away from you, or really speak loud to really announce it, but it was heard anyway as the remaining sets of eyes were now on you and your groggy state. The man staring at you looked over his shoulder for a moment before he stood and moved away from you. He was taller than you expected, but that thought was short lived as a new face was now in your view.

A man that seemed to be no older than yourself was staring at you. Hair cut short, but moved out of his eyes enough to revealed two moles over his left eye that one could almost mistake for a piercing on his eyelid. His face was slim as it was emotionless, looking you over just as you were him. Even in this situation, as much as you hated to admit it, he was handsome. If your mind wasn’t so dazed, you probably would have sneered at the man, but all you could do is just stare at him.

He grabbed your arms and pushed you from you lying position to one where you back was rested up against the back of the presumed couch you were on and your legs hung over the edge of the cushions, you hands still bound to your waist. Your hair, that still remained tied just barely in the bun from, whenever it was since you hadn’t known how long you had been out, had strands of all sizes and lengths falling from it. Strands fell over your forehead, the sides of your face, and around the nape of your neck. Given any other situation than the one you found yourself in currently, it probably would have seemed fairly attractive.

The man hooked his finger under your chin, using his thumb just below your lips, to move your head around, looking at you. You slightly smeared eyeliner combined with the heavy stress filled bags under your eyes did nothing to your appearance and your lips had become dry from the lack of running your tongue around them on occasion. You found a bit of strength in you to jerk your head away from his grasp, chin slipping from his fingers as you glared at him. He looked at you, surprised for a moment before dropping his hand and smirking at you.

“Ah, I see you’re finally coming around then darling?” His voice was slick, but beneath the dark undertone it held, it was almost as attractive as he was.

“What’s it to you?” You had sneered back through your teeth and furrowed brows. You took the time the man in front of you took to stand up and then place himself next to you on the couch, to look around. You found yourself in wide open, nearly empty concrete building. Looking up, there appeared to be a second floor that was divided visible from the second, only a railing running around the rectangular perimeter of the second story floor to make sure no one walked right off. It was like an abandoned warehouse, or old state penitentiary that you’d see online for ghost tours.

The windows, or rather lack-thereof, were very few, you could count only a few on one hand all on the top story. You deemed that perhaps most of the building was underground. Of course there were individual rooms on both floors, small trinkets scattered around here and there, a space used as a kitchen and a decent television. You wouldn’t call it a 5-star stay, but it’s enough for someone to definitely live there, and undetected to boot.

“Well sweetheart,” you were brought back with the man next to you started speaking to you. You turned to look at him as he spoke, but he just kept his head down as he rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes. He was clearly still annoyed. “Looks like you have two options.” He held out the hand closest to you and held up two of his fingers.

“One, you run and try to rat us out, meaning you get to be pressed under social media scrutiny after being ‘kidnapped’, questioned non-stop, have all attention on you and help get us arrested, by the time you show up we’ll be gone and you’ll be known as the woman who cried wolf.” He lowered one finger, leaving you silently dreading knowing what the other option will be.

“Or, you could stick around and pitch in.” You’d be crazy to stick around, especially with this lunatic, but the first option didn’t sound any better. You watched as he lowered his hand all together and gave you a moment to think it over. One might thing a life of living as someone who claimed something true, but to the rest of the world it’s a giant lie would be better than dealing with a gang of thieves, but your mind was thinking the opposite.

Call you crazy, but as shitty as this situation was, and how stressful it had been, a part of you wanted to keep living the life he may or may not seriously be offering you. You’re day of working boring power shifts behind a window would disappear, but a new life of constant hiding and a hushed life would be at your fingertips. However, you’d also lose your friends, you’d lose your best friend, Changkyun.

There wasn’t an easy answer to this, but you were leaning towards the option of staying around, but…

“I’ll make my decision, under one condition.” You spoke to the man next to you, making him open his eyes and glance at you. “If I can make a call and call just one person, just to let them know I’m okay, I’ll stay.” The man raised his brow. That could be risky for someone in his position, so you added on to your condition. “I’ll let you listen in, you’ll be right next to me as I talk so I won’t try anything funny. Just one call, please.” You couldn’t live with yourself if you went the rest of your, perhaps shortened, life without at least talking to Kyun one more time.

The man waiting a moment before he sighed and reached into pocket of his dark jeans and lazily pulled his phone from it.

“Cut her ties,” he simply ordered on of the men around. Not arguing with him, one man came and cut your zip tied hands as well as the zip on your slacks. Looking at the eyes, it was the same man who had you pinned to the ground at the bank. You clicked your tongue and without thinking slammed the toes of your heels into his shin. He hissed as he dropped his knife and glared are you.

“That’s for pinning me down before. Asshole.” The man next to you laughed.

“Forgive Jackson, he was doing his job.” You rubbed your, now free, wrists.

“Yeah, well he’s heavy. Not to mention just laying on your chest as a woman hurts like hell, not to mention having my boobs pushed on the hard floor with a man on my back. Criminal or not, have some tact.” You hissed. Jackson opened his mouth to protest, but just sighed and shook his head. He wasn’t even going to go there as you silently applauded his choice to just shut up.

“I think she’ll fit in just fine with that attitude.” The man the ground on the opposite side of you looked up at you spoke with a smirk.

“And you are?” You rose your brow. You’d might as well learn names at this point. You’re too deep in now.

“Yugyeom.” The man next to you who fiddled with his phone answered for him. “The guy on the ground is Yugyeom. Jackson your familiar with. Bambam was the one whose mask you managed to screw up; and also the one who decided to bring you here. Youngjae is up on the second floor in our tech room handling some business. Mark’s not here right now, you’ll have your introductions later. Jinyoung is handling repairs for our firearms, so you’ll get acquainted with him later as well.”

“Alright, and now who are you?” He smirked as he held his phone by one of the corners and slung his wrist to offer the phone to you.

“Jaebum. JB is just fine.” You rose your brow before you took the phone. You sighed as you started the process of just accepting anything and everything from this point on. “Now it’s your turn for your name, or if you want we can just continue with the pet names darling.” You rolled your eyes in annoyance. Were all criminals this way, or just this particular group?

“Y/N, a pleasure.” You spoke with a huff.

“I’m sure.” You rolled your eyes again looked at his phone then up at your audience.

“Alright, I know I agreed for someone to sit in on my conversation with one one call, but I don’t need the happy hungry bunch as an audience.” JB chuckled as he rose from his place on the couch and grabbed your bicep, pulling you up.

“Well go to the roof, better signal and no audience. Happy?” You just scoffed as he pulled you along with him, leaving the rest of the group to do their own thing and probably discuss your sudden membership.

On the roof, it was just turning dusk you had opened JB’s dial pad, noticing the date was the same as your birthday still on his lock screen, and entered in Changkyun’s number, happy that you took the time to memorize it. As it rang and you placed it to your ear, you hoped he’d pick up an unknown number. Thankfully, he did.

“Hello?”

“Changkyun?” You head the sound of scuffling on his end as you assumed he was lying down previously before bolting up.

“Holy shit, Y/N! Where are you? What happened? Are you okay?!” You chuckled lightly as his concern. You’d be a bit frightened if he wasn’t a bit worried for you.

“I’m okay, I promise. A lot has happened since the incident at work.” You sighed.

“No shit Sherlock, I texted you and you never answered, next thing I know Hoseok is shoving a news article of a bank robbery at your work and you’re the one employee who went missing! I’ve been going crazy here!”

“I’m sorry Kyun, I am.” You sighed again. “I can’t tell you much, but I don’t think we’ll be able to celebrate my birthday today, or tomorrow, or really again.” JB behind you picked up on your conversation a bit.

“The hell does that mean?”

“Kyun, I’m not coming back home. I can’t anymore.”

“You’re not making sense Y/N.”

“I know, I know I’m not..just,” you ran you hand over your face, “something happened and I can’t go back. I don’t even know if I’ll get to talk to you again.” You felt yourself start to choke up slightly. Telling your best friend goodbye hurt like hell.

“No, what? You can’t just decide that by yourself!”

“You think I wanted to do this? I have no choice Kyun!” He sighed as he heard the slight crack in your voice.

“Are you really going?” You could only nod, but he could hear the movement of your head against the phone speaker. “Is someone there with you?” You looked slightly behind you at JB who stood with his hands tucked into his pants pockets.

“..Yeah.” You spoke softly.

“Alright, can I talk to them?” You blinked confused at his request as you turned to JB and brought the phone away from your ear slightly.

“He.. he asked if he could talk to you?” He raised his brow slightly and dug out on of his hands, walking to you and slowly grabbing the phone from you. He took a few steps away from you before he started speaking.

“You wanted me?” JB’s voice was monotone as he heard Changkyun on the other side.

“I don’t know what you did to make her stay, but if she chose this on her own, you better make sure I don’t ever see her on the news being arrested or worse her body being carried away by a god damn stretcher, you hear me?” JB looked back to you, seeing how your arms crossed over your chest and you held your arms, shifting in your stance, clearly try to distract yourself from letting go of your best friend.

“Of course. I’ll keep her under my constant watch.”

“Oh, and you so owe her. You and your friends happened to kidnap her on her birthday, jerks.” JB scoffed lightly.

“I’ll think of something.” He looked at our briefly again as you were now fiddling with removing your shoes, sick and tired of the aching in your feet. He whispered into the phone, while you were distracted. “I’ll have her contact you in the future. I’d feel pretty bad if I took everything from her away. Just don’t give her, or us away, understood?”

“Wow, that’s pretty sympathetic coming from the bad guy.”

“We have a good points to.” With that JB walked back to you as you had kicked off your second shoe and handed the phone back to you. “Finish up quickly. It’s getting dark.” You nodded as you took the phone back and continued with a short conversation with Kyun.

“Just, promise me you’ll stay safe. I’ll really miss you Y/N.” You smiled at his words.

“I know, I will. I’ll miss you too. Don’t cause any trouble for the guys either.”

“I’m the youngest, I live to cause trouble.” You chuckled at him. “Hey Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Happy birthday.” You felt your eyes sting as this would be the last time you would hear him say this to you. You took a breath and looked at the darkening sky, keeping your tears in your eyes.

“Thank you Kyun. I guess, goodbye then.” He cleared his throat on the other end of the phone as you started to hear the voices of the other guys.

“Yeah. Later girl.” The last thing you heard of him was someone asking who he was talking you, and him replying that it was ‘nothing important’ before the line went dead. You pulled the phone from your ear and watched as the screen of the phone called showed the duration of the call before it returned to the standard keypad.

Just like that, Changkyun was gone. Your chest felt heavy as you felt something messing with your head. You went to turn to see what it was, but were stopped when a pair of hands held it in place.

“Don’t move your head around.” JB then moved to mess with your hair. “I’m taking your hair out.” You stood there in silence as his hands wove through your messy hair and untangled it from the hair tie in the least painful way possible. You felt your hair fall back, now loose, against your neck as you turned and handed him his phone back. He took it, tucking it in his pocket.

He looked at the sadness in your eyes. Clearing his throat he placed a hand on your head and ran his fingers through the thin strands of hair, snagging just a bit on the small tangles.

“It’s late. You need rest.” He moved his hands from your head to grip your hand and pull you inside after him. You briefly ran into, and met with, Mark and Jinyoung the two who weren’t present earlier and watched as JB stopped by the tech room where Youngjae was sat with headphones on his head and computer monitors on every side of a large desk. He offered you a friendly smile, still clearly busy where you just bowed politely back.

After that, taking your hand again, JB lead you to a fairly decent sized room on the second floor before he shut the door behind him, dropped your hand and dug around in a closet for some clothes. A large king bed sat against the rooms backwall in the center with a dresser under a window with a dark curtain covering it. The room was void of anything really, just a standard room to sleep in.

“Change into those. We’ll focus on getting you actual woman’s clothes later.” He had tossed an over large t-shirt to you with a loose pair of shorts to wear. “I’ll offer you a hoodie if you want since you don’t have a change of bras to put a comfortable one on and I’m pegging you don’t want to go bra-less in this situation.” You were surprised he even thought about the annoyance that is the female chest, but took him up on the offer of a hoodie.

“Grab your clothes and follow me. You’ll probably want a shower too.” You did as you were told and he led you to the bathroom down the walkway of the second story. “Just take your time. Since this place is basically off the map, we don’t pay any bills, but we still have connections to have working water and what not.” He was setting up the shower for you as you stood there behind him. He was awfully kind for someone who is supposedly the leader of a bunch of criminals.

“Thank you.” You thanked him as he looked over his shoulder.

“It’s the least I can do. We did ruin your birthday after all.” You blinked at him them remembered Kyun had talked to him.

“He told you, didn’t he?”

“Of course he did. He seemed like a good friend.” You smiled sadly.

“He was the best.” The past tense of your sentence almost made you flinch. JB put his hand on your shoulder, ready to leave.

“When your done, just head back to the room from before. You can sleep there tonight.” You nodded at him.

“Goodnight then.” He nodded at you as he left. You locked the door behind him, out of fear someone might just come bursting in and finally let yourself relax a bit. It wasn’t until you were in the shoulder, you finally let yourself cry. Unknowingly to you, JB stood at the door of the bathroom, arms crossed as he listened to your cries mix with the shower and soon walked off.

Just like that, you started your life as a fellow second hand criminal, you called yourself. You never really did any crimes, but you helped when Youngjae needed support with his tech, or when you could use your intelligence to help them in random things, you would. You were almost acting as their moral support.

Over the course of time you began close to every member there. Jackson, whom you despised at first, soon became your best friend after one particularly large fight you two had that seemed to help you bond in a weird reversed kind of way. But, there was something you wanted to deny at first when you felt it in your chest, but the way your felt towards JB made your heart palpitate.

You first felt it when he surprised you with a phone that had been modified, courtesy of Youngjae, to be unable to be tracked. He gave it to you 2 months after you were brought by Bambam, and he deemed it a ‘late birthday present.” You saw he added Changkyun’s number to it, under the name of ‘Kyun’, since JB didn’t actually know his name. That’s just what he remembered you call him. With that phone, you were able to text and call Kyun when you wanted, but of course you had to be careful with what you said at times, but it was like angels singing when you called him and heard him through the phone again.

From then, it just started growing. The feeling in your chest. Part of you thought that maybe you could just be experiencing Stockholm Syndrome, and maybe that wasn’t too far off from home base, but you didn’t care if you were or not. You weren’t trying to stay on their good side to stay alive, because you knew they wouldn't hurt you. Sure you might have arguments, but the boys always leave or make sure you aren’t in arms length of them if they’re feeling angry enough to do anything.

The one time someone had accidentally cut your arm with a shard of a glass that he threw against, and smashed, on a wall near you, JB wanted to cut his arm by breaking a different glass directly on his arm, right on the same place you got cut. JB was a frightening leader, but more than that, he was honestly a good person. He cared about things and people just like others did. He even brought back a dog one day to give to Youngjae, who had been wanting a pet to liven things up a bit, as a surprise for his hard working tech expert.

When you started sharing a bed with JB as well, since it was his room you were hogging the first week of your arrival, it wasn’t anything more than that. Sharing a bed with a comrade, if you could call him that. But soon, you wanted to be facing him when you slept. You wanted to be pressed against his back or his chest and you’d flush when you caught yourself wanting to be held by him.

So, for some reason, you decided to go to Bambam for help. Why Bambam, you didn’t know, but you thought that if you went to Jackson for help, he’d just scream everything and make sure the whole world knew how you felt. At least Bam could be a bit more dependable when asked. It had been 8 months since you came to the base of the 7 boys, so if Bam wouldn’t be of help, there were always 5 move, with Jackson as dead last.

As the two of you lounged on the room for privacy, Bam held a sucker in his mouth listening to you.

“So,” he started, “in conclusion, you have the hots for JB?” You wanted to bash your face into the concrete floor as many times as possible until you passed out.

“Well, if you want to be blunt.” You rolled your eyes as he gave you a smirk. “Am I going to get an advice, or am I just going to get teased? Because I will so leave and tell Jinyoung that you’d the one who wasted 4 magazines of perfectly good bullets just to shoot at a squirrel that was annoying you by throwing acorns at your window.” The Thai boy seemed to choke as he took the sucker out of his mouth and looked at you.

“You wouldn’t dare.” You rose your brow in attack towards him.

“Try me.” He ran his hand through his hair.

“Okay, okay. I’ll talk, but I get to tease a bit, deal?”

“I’d expect no less.”

“Alright, just let me think…” He closed his eyes and cupped his chin as he cross his legs and though. His sucker moved from one cheek to the other as he tried to think of the best way to give you advice and not risk his neck at the thought of an angry Jinyoung wasting even more bullets trying to shoot him.

“Well, I guess when it comes to JB, it’s best to be blunt?” He was questioning himself, but he was trying. “He’s blunt himself, and he’s also the most obvious person on the face of the planet, so he probably doesn’t even know.” You nodded at that. “He does seem to favor you over us, so I don’t think you confessing would go bad. I think he’d be pretty glad actually.” Now he lost you.

“You think? Honestly? The leader JB accepting me, a backseat criminal, as a potential lover?”

“You wouldn’t think it, but you’ve help us a lot thanks to your brain. Backseat or not.” You shoved his shoulder a bit as he smiled. “Seriously though, just tell him. I’d go for tonight when everyone’s sleeping so no one interrupts you though.” You nodded.

“Yeah, I guess it’s worth a shot.” You two stayed up there for a while longer just chatting as friends, and you teasing him about how you managed to make his mask slip that first day of everything. He still gives you shit for it, back then you were mad about it, but now you almost wanted to thank him that it happened because it lead you to meet all of them. But, that would just inflate his ego and we don’t need that.

So, as the day continued and eventually started to dwindle, you found yourself changing into a large t-shirt of JB’s again with your shorts. That hadn’t changed since day one, you always took more to the shirts of ones of the guys. Yugyeom’s were the most fun to wear, as he was a giant and walking around in his shirt was like a toddler wearing their dad’s shirt. Not to mention if it was long sleeves sneaking up on someone and slapping them with the sleeves that went well past your hand was pretty entertaining.

You had just slipped the shirt over your body as the door creaked open and in stepped JB. You hadn’t yet put your shorts on, but you were well past the point of being embarrassed around him, or anyone for that matter. You could probably comfortably walk around in shorts and a bra and not bat an eye at this point.

He strolled up beside where you stood, next to the closet, and began to grab his own change of clothes. Or rather, a comfortable pair of sweats, as sleeping with a shirt wasn’t really necessary for him. While the both of you changed in a comfortable silence, he started up a conversation.

“You were gone for a while this afternoon. What were you up to?” He pull his shirt over his back and then freed his head, having the shirt rest on his biceps before letting it fall off his arms.

“I was with Bam on the roof for a bit. I wanted to talk to him about something. He was surprisingly helpful.”

“Talk to him? Something bugging you?”

“Eh, you could say that.” There was a pause for a moment as he reached to grab a pair of sweats from the hanging cubbies in the closet.

“You could always come to me you know.” You nodded.

“I know that, but I needed someone else’s opinion.” You wouldn’t tell by the never changing look on his face, but that comment seemed to urk JB.

“I see.” His comment let you know that he was curious as to what you needed help with, and you mind went back to Bam’s advice: be blunt. You signed as you grabbed your shorts, stepped into them and slid them up our legs, letting them rest on your hips. You casually tossed your clothes from the day into a bin separate from the one that help the clothes JB had yet to wash.

“Bam was helping me figure out the best way to tell I like you, is all it was.” You head JB start coughing behind you and you just shrugged. “He told me I should just be blunt, but I didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.” You strolled over to the bed, sitting on the side of it as you grabbed your phone from your night stand on your side of the bed. “I guess I could have just texted Kyun about it. He’s surprisingly smart when it comes to things like this.”

You lifted your eyes from your phone to see him pull the sweats over his hips and mess with the strings in the front of them, his back to you. As always, you couldn’t read exactly how he felt in this particular situation. Thinking about anyone else in his situation ou just forced on him, you grabbed your phone and stood, stretching before turning towards the direction of the door.

“Sorry for springing this on you. I know your pretty busy running the rest of the boys and what not, so I’ll go bunk with Jackson tonight to give you a little space.” With phone in hand, you strolled to the door and turned the knob, just barely opening the door before it was slammed shut. From behind you, JB had pushed his palm against the door, shutting it before you would even peek out of it. Looking over your shoulder and following his arm to his shoulder and up his neck to his face, he just stared at you.

“Jaebum?” You turned your body around to face him, as you back was pressed to your door and his free hand came to capture your chin in his fingers. He kept silent as he moved his fingers to rest on your neck. It wasn’t at all threatening, he just let his fingers light hover around your neck, almost in an action of endearment.

“Next time, come to me.” He whispered a his breath, strongly scented of mint from his recent toothpaste, fanned over your face and he leaned closer to press his lips against yours. It took a moment for you to fully comprehend the situation at hand, but once your brain caught up, you found yourself relaxing into him. The kiss didn’t last nearly as long as you had first hoped, but when he pulled away, he grabbed your wrist only to drag you back to the bed and have you climb in.

Placing your phone, you were surprised you hadn't dropped due to shock a moment again, back on your nightstand, you felt JB climb into the bed next to you as he did every night. The new thing was him snaking his arms around your waist and extending the arm he lay on for you to use as a substitute for a pillow as you were now tucked into his bare chest.

“Uh, JB?” He hushed you.

“Go to sleep. I’m tired.” You chuckled at him. He cracked open one of his eyes to stare at you.

“What’s so funny?” You shook your head.

“Nothing. I’m just happy.” You smiled up to him as he smiled back and placed a kiss on the crown of your head.

“Good. Now sleep.” Like magic, the moment you closed your eyes, your consciousness faded and JB was able to admire your sleeping face. He hand the back of his hand over your cheek and brushed under your eyes with his fingers as you slept. You face was so relaxed when sleeping, it seemed almost impossible for someone to seem so ethereal to him. Soon after, he pulled you tighter to his chest, entangling your legs and drifting to sleep with you in his arms.

The same way he had been wanting to hold you since your birthday.

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I spent all day working on this piece, so I’m going to post reactions tomorrow guys! I have a few ready to go, so until tomorrow I hope you enjoyed reading this long ass story! ^^”

#GOT7 #GOT7 imagines #GOT7 au #GOT7 drabble #GOT7 fanfiction #Jaebum #JB #AU #drama #kpop fluff #monsta x #cameo

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sweet-xoxo-thatcares · 3 years ago

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Is it weird that I watch gay porn with straight guys fucking each other and gay transmen getting fucked too?

It's like when I watch a guy with a big, plump white or black ass, with some oil and hair on top of it....

I lowkey start thinking about fucking his ass too?

I lowkey find it strange, but then again I'm pan...

Asses look good on anyone. Even though I would never admit some objectifying shit like that in person.

It's like I immerse my clit as the dick that's getting sucked and fucked on.

Then I cancel out after I cum 🤣😇🥲

Lol like wtfff is wrong with me guys? I mean there are guys who like to get pegged, so I wonder do these women who strap on guys, think about the same thing that I do....

I feel really guilty because I keep saying idk if I'm ready to try dating another bisexual guy or another transman because of me getting heart broken by one.

But I still miss em' despite everything. It's just on and off, I hate you, I miss you....just like our relationship....

It was hot and cold with those 2 toxic mfs.😕

I just wanna have my chance to dominate a guy and get fucked rough and deep. Man or Woman and everyone else under the rainbow too.

I know most pansexuals will say that they don't have a gender preference, but I'm slowly starting to see where my eye keeps getting drawn to the most. And I think it has something to do with the people I messed with already.

I still miss them and maybe I shouldn't overthink it.

But it is disturbing how I keep swiping right on white guys and girls or even mixed chicks that look like Jay either as their nonbinary stage with light brown curly hair Upton, or their pre-trans stage with long curly hair or straight hair. It's the big cat nose, the eyes, the Eyebrows, the glasses, and of course the jawline and the lips, and the strong lip Bridge, all with a soft face, chubby, and the soft white skin and ass.

It's not that many out there that remind me of them, but I've talked to a few smart asses, just like them, that was a pretty close call for me. Cause Jay was pretty. I just want to keep all the good qualities about them, and take out all the bad, the mental trauma, the abusive behavior, and just have a nicer, quiet, less selfish version of Jay who actually smiles and not mean and cranky all the time.

I did match with one who's name was Ryan. And he had the soft round face, light brown curly hair, and the nose, and the lips. I was so freaking close we just clicked right off the bat and had sexted each other on snap. We were so freaking horny and excited. He was really enamored with my boobs in my bikini pic so I sent him those and he kept sending me his luscious pink dick. I haven't had real dick in a longgggg time like not since 2020, it was my ex, and I gave him head.

I still like strap.on too. Don't get me wrong.

But anywho Ryan's Canadian kept saying he wanted to come to America once the border opened back up to take me out to dinner and I said yeaaa I would so be into.fucking you in the bathroom, cause I love public sex. And this was before we started. I made sure to ask are you really coming or is this an online setting thing?

He said no, I really wanna give you this white dick in your mouth.

So I was even more turned on. We kept going snapping pictures. He wanted ass and titty pics. And then he sends me stuff of his dick getting harder and harder which I liked. He said he was 7 in....holy fuck. Wayyyy bigger than my ex Terrell.

But then when I sent ooh I want it on my clit, he stops answering after his last message was oh you want me to rub your clit. And then he goes I came so hard.

He left, yall....while I was still masturbating to this Wigga wtffff?

I even sent a question mark ❓like hellooo selfish ass what about me????

I check back on my phone and the snap I sent was still on delivered and it was 2hrs ago...

I see he posted a story...

I OPEN IT TO SEE HIM POST A VIDEO OF HIS FREAKING CAT JUST POSING ON HIS BED

AND THIS WAS ONE HOUR AFTER I SENT HIM MINE SHIT...

LIKE WOWWWW I HATE BEING PLAYED AND I HATE BEING IGNORED ESPECIALLY WHEN IM BUTTASS NAKED WAITING ON YOU TO TELL ME TO POKE IT OUT FOR DADDY MORE WTFFFFFFFFFFF

Rude ass, inconsiderate bitch.

So you know what, I checked to see when the Canadian border opens back up, it said August 8th.

BITCH THEY ALREADY OPENNN WITH YO LYING ASS!!! WHY EVEN LIE TO SAY YOU COMING???

WE COULD HAVE JUST HAD PHONE SEXXXX

Last message he got from me before I unfriended him on snap right after I saw red flag 1, ignoring me to post a cat video....#2 Canada border actually is open..

I said "Fine, I understand. I'll unadd you."

That's so.fucking selfish, I helped you cum, so help me finish idiot! That's exactly the shit I won't tolerate no more. Waiting on bitches to text me back when it's obvious they don't care, trying to be ms. Nice girl and give him 3 days....nooooooo

I ain't falling for that shit no more. I'm glad I unmatched his ass too right after.

Pissed me the fuck off, I started having flashbacks of when Jay and Terrell did that shit to me, ignoring texts and pushing me away, not giving a fuck about plans we both already agreed to. Blowing me off like I'm the idiot, I'm the sweet child that will always love them no matter how rude, impulsive, and impossibly disrespectful they were.

The 1st time I had phone sex with Jay, Jay cums and then I said what about me? Jay goes "just take a cold shower. I don't care if you cum"

I was so mortified at how cold, rude, selfish and disrespectful Jay was. Jay said the only person they care about Cumming is Ayunna. And this was wayyy earlier on before they actually did start caring if I came or not...but still that's shitty and poor etiquette.

Just like the real shitty version of Jay. That frugal McDooggle used me and lied to me.

He didn't give a fuck just like they didn't. It made me cry a little cause I was really looking forward to some dick with somebody that at least was chubby, white, and soft like Jay. And he had blue light eyes. I still like Jay's sandy brown eyes tho.

It just sucked....and yea you really shouldn't expect respect from an internet hoe like Ryan.

Kiss my ass Ryan, you'll never taste this ass and titties.

These H's are mine I tell you! Fuck yoooooouuuu.

I will admit, there was this girl by the name of KC, she doesn't seem as interested, but we talked on snap after matching on okc. She likes to read Stephen King books. So I asked her what are you reading now, cause I like smart girls like that. She said it's called The Stand. Talking about a virus that infects the world. It was nice to read that 1st chapter and connect with the character, Stu, who dealt with grief from his wife and mom who both had cancer. I started thinking about Grandma alot tho 😔 in not the most happy sense. The scene felt dark like as if more is to come.

I wonder did Stephen King lose somebody to cancer or was he feeling sick himself. It's got 56 chapters and I did say I would try reading it more. Thank God they had the 1st part of the book on Google preview.

I'm the type to dive in when I meet someone new. I like figuring them out. But so far, I noticed she hasn't texted me back with questions and stuff as much so she's really dry and probably still not sure what she wants rn...she said she's just going with the flow but I think it's a sign she's lonely but wants to see what's outside 1st before she leaves the safety of her world.

She works in retail too at a grocery store. So we connected a bit on that too. It's weird when I'm the more talkative one asking all the questions....thats not a good sign. Ppl who are interested in you, ask you stuff they wanna know too. And I did step back to give her chances to step in....so yea imma keep looking on tinder and okc.

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aju-naisu · 7 years ago

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everybody clap your hands

(aka, seventeen’s daily interactions in the form of a Skype chat)

Chapter 2: #EXPOSED and some cat puns (alternatively, what the fuck happened to joshua hong)

Summary:

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: :3

NAEGAHOSH: 3:

NAEGAHOSH: oh wait hang on i got this

NAEGAHOSH: Ɛ:

Little giant: What the fuck

Warnings: swear words ; crack fic ; religious jokes?maybe?

Word Count: another 900+ words of doom

Notes:

based on “national hot dad alliance is now calling...”

all cat puns are totally completely original and deserve all the glory in the world (also are “your mom” jokes dead yet or)

meanie and jeongcheol being #EXPOSED

June 1, 2017

8:34 AM

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈 sent a photo

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: it’s a meow

Little giant: It certainly is

NAEGAHOSH: it looks like jeonghan when he wakes up

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: meowch

memelord: jeonghan looks worse though xDDD

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: are you all just going to ignore my purrfect pun or what

Little giant: Basically

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: that’s certainly a,,, catastrophe

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈 has been removed from the group

10:13 AM

im not emo: So there’s this guy…

NAEGAHOSH: wonwoo, we all know you’re in love with mingyu

im not emo: What? No!

DadCoups: We ALL know, Wonwoo.

im not emo: No! I was talking about this guy who works at the coffee shop across the street!!

2gud4u: omg ur cheating on mingyu???

im not emo: oh my god NO

NAEGAHOSH: so you’re admitting you’re in a relationship?

im not emo: i give up

Skincare: wait what are you saying about me

im not emo: oh thank GOD

Skincare: oh hey babe

NAEGAHOSH: !!!!!! EXPOSED!!!!

2gud4u: o wait srsly?? i thought this was just a joke???

DadCoups: :O

im not emo: ?????? IT’S NOT REAL?????

2gud4u: y didnt u tell us wonwoo… we dont judge…

Skincare: lol this was a joke guys, calm yo titties

Little giant: But we don’t have any?

Jesus: Dear God I hope you forgive us for our sins

1:45 PM

im not emo: anyway i wanted to say that the guy that works in the coffee shop across the street is really bad at being a barista

Jesus: Really? I thought he wasn’t bad

im not emo: i asked for a cup of tea and he gave me a Fruitopia bottle

Jesus: Oh…

Skincare: ew you drink tea???

im not emo: bitch you downed a full litre of that the other day why are you lying

dabasaurus: caught in a lieeeeeee!!!

memelord: #EXPOSED

Skincare: i didn’t ask for this type of treatment

Little giant: well no one really asked for you either so

Prince of China: Why isn’t anyone mentioning the fact that he drank Fruitopia?

dabasaurus: we ignore all that is from satan himself to be pure

Little giant: You’re the last one who should be saying that, Minghao

NAEGAHOSH: where’s seokmin when you need him

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈 has been added to the group

NAEGAHOSH: there

1:47 PM

NAEGAHOSH: bro?

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: sorry i was reading the past convos

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: meowch

11:56 PM

Genius Producer: How do you block someone

2gud4u: y do u need 2 kno that

Genius Producer: …Reasons

2gud4u: that doesnt tell me anything

Genius Producer: It’s Soonyoung

2gud4u: o ok

NAEGAHOSH: WOW JUST LIKE THAT??

beyonce’s ass: well if u see urself then,,,

NAEGAHOSH: anyway… why are you blocking me?? ),: @ Genius Producer

Genius Producer: Do I really need a reason for wanting to block someone who sends memes every hour without fail

NAEGAHOSH: memes are good for the body

beyonce’s ass: who says

NAEGAHOSH: your mom’s ass

beyonce’s ass: well she got a better ass than u

memelord: #EXPOSED

DadCoups: Okay guys, that’s enough roasts for tonight. Go to sleep now.

NAEGAHOSH: but dad…..

DadCoups: Yes Jeonghan?

NAEGAHOSH: what the fuck

beyonce’s ass: ^

memelord: ^

2gud4u: :O

DadCoups: Fuck.

Jesus: Just because you’re being exposed doesn’t mean that gives you a right to swear, Seungcheol

memelord: #EXPOSED

June 2, 2017

3:20 PM

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: i found something amazing today

Little giant: If it’s another one of your big poops, no one wants to see it

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: No, not this time

Little giant: Okay, go on

Skincare: why is everyone just ignoring the fact that seokmin has sent one of his shits before

DadCoups: It’s been more than once

Prince of China: It was pretty big…

NAEGAHOSH: it was WILD, he even took close ups and everything

Little giant: Gross

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: anYWAY…

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: i found this little cutie!!

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈 sent a photo

DadCoups: AWWWWWW!!!

Prince of China: That is… a very cute cat indeed

sunshine rainbows ☀️🌈: :3

NAEGAHOSH: 3:

NAEGAHOSH: oh wait hang on i got this

NAEGAHOSH: Ɛ:

Little giant: What the fuck

9:38 PM

DadCoups: Guys… help…

Jesus: I’m sorry, I can’t offer useful relationship advice

DadCoups: Wait what??

Jesus: Oh I meant, yes? What can I help with (other that relationship advice)?

DadCoups: Oh okay. Jeonghan wouldn’t tell me how to send an email

Jesus: I told you I can’t offer relationship advice

memelord: #EXPOSED

DadCoups: What?

Jesus: Okaayyyy… What email-sending issue do you need help with?

DadCoups: How do you send an email

Jesus: Oh my goodness…

Genius Producer: Press the send button

DadCoups: Where is it?? I can’t find it?

Genius Producer: There’s a button called “Send”. Press that.

DadCoups: This is not the time to be making fun of me, Jihoon

Jesus: Okay, what does the email have? I’ll send it for you

DadCoups: Um.

Jesus: Well?

DadCoups: It’s personal

Jesus: if it’s about your sex life then we know all about it already- it’s MIA

dabasaurus: ooh roasted

memelord: #EXPOSED

beyonce’s ass: is all u say in this chat #EXPOSED @ vernon

2gud4u: i didnt kno u were capable of this shua

Jesus: ??? That wasn’t me!! Soonyoung stole my phone (πーπ)

memelord: maybe. @ seungkwan

DadCoups: Well. He isn’t wrong.

2gud4u: OMG!?!

Jesus: lolololol i was right

Jesus: ^ Soonyoung again…

2gud4u: anyway, cheol, mayb u should just save that in the drafts…

DadCoups: Drafts?

2gud4u: this is a bigger mess than i thought

June 3, 2017

2:32 AM

NAEGAHOSH: btw shua was lying, i was in the dance practice room the entire time

beyonce’s ass: #EXPOSED

memelord: #EXPOSED

memelord: D: seungkawn y did u betray me

8:30 AM

Prince of China: Hey guys? What does WTF mean?

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enaasteria · 7 years ago

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Answered Asks // 3

Consolidating asks as to not spam dashboards. Under the cut!

Anonymous said to enaasteria: March 29th 2018, 3:56:00 pm · 2 days ago wanted to drop by and let you know that i've been listening to 'Fool of Me' by Meshell Ndegeocello for more than a week and it reminds me so much of the heartbreaking moment in chapter 11 when Sehun made the decision to leave Ahri behind. imnotcryingyouare. i hope they become like the song 'Cheek to Cheek' (Louis Armstrong & Ella Fitzgerald version) *hinthintwaggleseyebrowswinkwink* hope you have a lovely day <3!

AHHHH REPLIES *-* <3!!! I accept the love you’ve bestowed upon me. I shall violently love you back *SHOOTSHEARTSATYOU* dont worry, I remember the what I wrote in the recs message! I was saying that I’ve been listening to this song ‘Fool of Me’ by Meshell Ndegeocello, which reminded me so much of the end of chapter 11 when Sehun decided to leave Ahri. The heartbreak is so real T_T imnotcryingyouare. I hope they end up being like ‘Cheek to Cheek’ (Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong version)! - ma

OMG SO APPARENTLY I DIDNT DELETE IT. This is how tumblr inept I am. I thought I did. It showed that I did when I was on the computer but apparently I didn’t on mobile. WEIRD. Listening to it now!

Both of these songs sound so similar. I feel like I’ve heard them before omg. good recs. I really like them.

Fool of Me by Meshell Ndegeocell

Was I blind to the truth just there to fill the space... What kind of fool am I that you so easily set me aside OMG MY HEART IS BREAKING. Why do the lyrics fit so well. Right off with the first few lyrics. I’m crying. YES I AM CRYING. This was almost the same words she thought in the chapter. Was she there only to temporarily fill the void in Sehun’s heart when she felt it was for Jiyul instead. OH NOOOO.

I can't touch you no more Can't touch you any more any more And this relates to Chapter 12 a lot how she wouldn’t really look at him or touch him and this is so sad. THIS WHOLE SONG IS SO SAD but it’s so fitting to that part when he chose Jiyul over her and IT”S GOING INTO MY APT PLAYLIST.

Cheek to Cheek by Louis Armstrong & Ella Fitzgerald

THIS WHOLE SONG. Can I just say how cute it is??? This just makes me feel like I missed an opportune moment for Sehun and Ahri to dance together at the wedding??? I kind of made it so that it was Soi and Ahri dancing puahahahha. Technically, I should’ve made Sehun and Ahri dance because he tends to dance when he’s nervous about something.

Sooooo BOOOOO I MISSED THE MOMENT. BUT STILL. It’s ok hahahahah But really. This song. The beat. THE CHEEK TO CHEEK. More like forehead to forehead between the two leads. Thank you so much for the recs!!! I loved them so much and can’t wait to add them to my playlist!!

I read chapter 17 till half past 4 in the morning. I had to sleep because i needed to wake up at 9 for a gym session the next morning. But I have sleep problems so I kept waking up throughout the night and reaching for my phone to reread 17 in my sleep-induced haze and dozing off. I had to fake illness and reschedule my gym session in the end xD. I hope my trainer doesn’t see this. HAHAH even when I was half asleep, I kept thinking that I still had so much to tell you about 17!! - ma

OMG MA. WHY DID U STAY UP SO LATEEEE. NUUUUU. Also since your music anon and the abbrev is MA, I literally scream MAAAAA LOOOOL. AND OMGOSHHHH. Please rest. Please sleeeeeep. Your poor thing. i’m so sorry that the story kept waking you up. But I can’t wait to hear your thoughts and really thank you so much. I really can’t appreciate your messages enough. They make me so HAPPPPPYYYY //runs off screaming while drinking my coffeeeeeeeee//

@sehunsmile said to enaasteria: March 30th 2018, 11:42:00 pm · 9 hours ago ENA, ENAAAA!!!! I JUST GOT HOME AND I'M FINALLY GONNA READ CHAPTER 17. I'M SO NOT READY BUT I AM! I KNOW I'M GONNA DIE, I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS CHAPTER AND GOD CHAPTER 16 ENDED SO GOOD I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT BUT I'M EXCITED SO I'M GONNA READ IT NOW! SORRY FOR ALL CAPS I'M JUST TOO EXCITED AHFNJABFKSBFLSKFJDKJDFK

YASSSSS. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF IT AND I DONT MIND CAPS LOCK AT ALLLL. IT just shows me you’re really excited and I’m excited for you to read it. Many apologies for how long it took me to write it but I hope you enjoy it. AHHHH TY FOR LIKING CH 16. I remember being really stressed over it because it was so SLOOOOOOOWWWW but yas yas. Please enjoy 17. Thank you for your patience //hearts u//

@heythereitsmo said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 12:12:00 am · 8 hours ago Oh when Sehun tells Ahri the story of the Keepers, I remembered you wrote a piece about it and it was just — beautiful. I cried then and I cried now because it literally took my breath away. Every chapter is so stunning Ena, every word resonates so deeply in my soul. It wasn’t always easy but they’re happy together and in love and I hope on my own stars that someone will love me the way Sehun loves Ahri — even if there are flaws and hurdles. You wrote this fabulously, love. Fantastic job.

YAS!!! You caught the merge of Keepers into Apt. This and Yua x PCY are all other stories I’m working on and I wanted to weave them into apt for continuity. I like having all my stories intertwine in some manner. It’s fun but also makes my brain want to explode when I have to make it flow right LOL. YOU’RE REALLY GUNNA MAKE ME CRY. Thank you so much for reading. I really remember you as one of the readers staying with this fic for so long. i really think it’s been years for you and I’m so grateful for your patience but also all the support you gave me. I wish you all the love and happiness and thank you for loving my characters as much as I do.

Anonymous said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 12:26:00 am · 8 hours ago Okay but Sehun getting provoked by ahri’s ‘other men’ amuses me sooooo much THANK U SO MUCH FOR CH 17 I honestly needed some destressing with an overload of fluff (and that thick tension 😉😏) ☺️💕💓😚

I definitely had to throw in Ahri’s other men to lighten up the mood hahaha. JK JK. I just really love jealous sehun?? I think he’s super sweet and it’s not like he’s like the bad kind of jealousy. He’s just irked??? LOOOL. It’s cute when he’s just agitated. I really hope you love the fluff and slow burn for the kiss LOL

@shewantsmeshesgotme said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 1:35:00 am · 7 hours ago I. AM. IN. LOVE. NXKELBFKDLFNFNDNNSKDKFNFBI. I CANT EVEN FORM THOUGHTS IM SO BLOODY IN LOVE OH MY GOD ENA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!!?!? You....you are some sort of a genius wizard I can’t even...I’m just broken I love this fucking story so much and YOU I LOVE YOU THANK YOU CHRIST I NEED TO SIT AND STARE AT THE CEILING FOR AN HOUR. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

LORIIIIIIIIIIIIII. THANK YOUUUUU GAHHHH. THANK YOUU SO MUCHHHH. Thank you for your help. Thank you for reading. Thank you for the screams. IM NOT A GENIUS WIZARD. YOU ARE. BUT THANK YOUUUU. Really thank you so much for reading this fic and DONT STARE AT THE CEILING. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS. Now that I finished 17, I can get to reading all the fics that are sitting in my backlog and I really want to read all of yours. I really need to read The Boxer. It’s on my to do list foreverrrrrrr. hugss!!!

@yeolieminelli said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 2:25:00 am · 6 hours ago HUHUHU. Just finished Ch. 17 😭 It's beautiful. How the each traditional family story just made sense for Ahri and Sehun ❤❤❤ Thank you for writing such a beuatiful chapter for both of them. You are a great writer dear. 😁😁😁 On a side note- I was listening to an instrumental that fit so well for the last part of Sehun's surprise, it felt even more magical. I wish I could share it with you, if I discover how. 😂

YAYYYY!!! I”M SO GLAD U ENJOYED ITTT. RIGHT? I’ve had that ending in my head for 3 years now and it’s finally there. It’s finally written and can I place a pat on my back for it because I thought it was fitting for their story too. Thank you so much for your help on it and thank you for reading. What instrumental?? You can send me the title and I can look it up on YT to add to my Apt Song Rec list!!

ramblingpeaches said to enaasteria: @ramblingpeaches I CANT TAG U WHY March 31st 2018, 3:07:00 am · 5 hours ago that was such a beautiful chapter! so worth the wait- no actually way more than that! you honestly have such a way with words. your writing, your story has made me feel a bunch of emotions and you're just so so talented that i feel like i can't properly express how much i adore your writing and hope this somewhat conveys it haha. thank you for an amazing chapter, definitely made my morning! :) ♡

Thank you so much for this message! I’m so glad you thought it was worth the wait. I’m so sorry it took so long to write but I’m such a slow writer. AND I HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS. AHHHHH //SCREAMS// You’re so kind to me and this is really such a great message because it just makes all the screams worth it. AND NOOO. REALLY. You’ve done so much for me. If you read and send me a message of how you enjoyed the chapter, that really just makes my heart swell. Thank you so much for reading!!!

@yeollieollie said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 3:23:00 am · 5 hours ago Omg my heart that was the cutest thing ever why can’t that happen to meeee amazing!!!

Thank you so much for reading!! Wasn’t it??? It’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever written in my entire life and I kind of don’t know what to do with myself anymore LOL.

Anonymous said to enaasteria: March 31st 2018, 5:11:00 am · 3 hours ago hi chap 17 was full of fluff i literally died after reading it 💗 tq for writing such a wonderful story! :) also! how old are sehun and ahri in this story?

ANONNN. Did you know I screamed a lot while writing this chapter. I felt so bad for my followers on Twitter. They felt the main grunt of it all ahhahahaha. I almost died writing this. My heart hurt so bad from it all T_____T Thank you so much for reading and as for their ages. I heavily---HEAVILYYYY aged Sehun in this because I felt I needed his character a bit older than how he was. And since I started this fic 3 years ago, I really did age this poor boy LOL. He’s 29 and she’s 27 in the story. :)

#ma #music anon #sehunsmile #heythereitsmo #anon #shewantsmeshesgotme #yeolieminelli #ramblingpeaches #yeollieollie

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antiadvil · 4 years ago

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5 times Dan and Fiona were not dating (and one time they were)

summary: Dan has been confused about her sexuality for a long time, and Fiona isn’t helping. Or maybe she is?

Labels are overrated. Having sex with girls is fun. Just as long as there aren’t any feelings involved. And there aren’t any, right? Right?

rating: M

wc: ~3k

notes: right so, halfway through outlining this fic I decided it would be fun to write little interludes that contain every message Dan and Fiona send between chapters. so... this is the result.

They're designed so that they don't have to be read to understand the upcoming chapters, and there isn't really an overarching plot or anything, just a collection of fairly random conversations, but I hope you'll give them a read anyway.

chapter 2/12- Interlude One

current chapter on ao3 | tumblr masterlist | first chapter on tumblr

October 20, 2019:

Fiona, 11:34 am: I woke up so late holy shit

Dan, 11:36 am: lol

Dan, 11:36 am: what time did you go to bed

Fiona, 11:36 am: …

Fiona, 11:37 am: Late

Dan, 11:37 am: i got up at 10

Dan, 11:37 am: ha

Fiona, 11:37 am: Look at Miss I Have My Life Together

Fiona, 11:37 am: Does she deign to share her advice with her loyal peasants

Dan, 11:38 am: no

Fiona, 11:38 am: :(

Dan, 11:39 am: suffer

Fiona, 11:41 am: I am

Fiona, 11:41 am: We’re out of cheerios

Dan, 11:42 am: why

Fiona, 11:42 am: I ate them

Dan, 11:42 am: so you see why this is your fault?

Fiona, 11:43 am: No

Dan, 11:43 am: hmm

Fiona, 11:43 am: Shut up

Fiona 11:43 am: Ok bye I apparently need to go to the grocery store

Dan, 11:44 am: wow that’s so weird i wonder why you have to go to the grocery store

Dan, 11:44 am: bye have fun

Fiona, 11:55 am: grocery shopping is never fun

Dan, 11:55: you’re never fun

Fiona, 12:06 pm: :(

Fiona, 6:40 pm:

Dan, 7:02 pm: WHAT

Dan, 7:02 pm: DONT CALL ME OUT LIKE THIS

Dan, 7:02 pm: LOOK WE WERE JUST FRIENDS OKAY

Dan, 7:02 pm: female friendship is a very powerful thing

Fiona, 7:03 pm: sure lmao

Fiona, 7:03 pm: Glad to help you discover the power of female friendship last night <3

Dan, 7:03 pm: STOP

Dan, 7:03 pm: YOU’VE CALLED ME OUT ENOUGH

Fiona, 7:04 pm: have I

Dan, 7:04 pm: yes

Dan, 7:04 pm: be nice :(

Fiona, 7:04 pm: What if I’m not a nice person?

Dan, 7:05 pm: you are tho

Fiona, 7:05 pm: no u

Dan, 7:06 pm: 🥺

Fiona, 7:06 pm: bottom

Dan, 7:06 pm: fuck you

Fiona, 7:07 pm: lol that’s not how top/bottom works, dan

Dan, 7:07 pm: FUCK YOU

Fiona, 7:07 pm: ok maybe if you ask nicely

Dan, 7:07 pm: no thoughts head empty

Fiona, 7:08 pm: good thing I’m not attracted to you for your brain <3

Dan, 7:08 pm: …

Fiona, 7:08 pm: too far?

Dan, 7:09 pm: roast me harder daddy 🥺

Fiona, 7:09 pm: jesus fucking christ

Fiona, 7:09 pm: i hate you

Dan, 7:10 pm: :(

Fiona, 7:10 pm: ugh FINE I don’t

Dan, 7:10 pm: :)

October 21, 2019:

Dan, 10:31 am: wanna see my favorite tumblr post

Fiona, 11:42 am: YES

Dan, 11:43 am: … did you just wake up

Fiona, 11:43 am: DO YOU THINK I’M THIS ENERGETIC WHEN I JSUT WOKE UP?

Dan, 11:44 am: *JUST

Fiona, 11:44 am: SHUT

Fiona, 11:44 am: GIVE ME POST

Dan, 11:45 am:

Fiona, 11:46 am: That’s your favorite tumblr post?

Dan, 11:46 am: yes

Fiona, 11:46 am: Should I be concerned that it’s about murder

Dan, 11:47 am: it’s not about murder

Fiona, 11:47 am: Yes it is

Dan, 11:47 am: it’s about homiecide

Fiona, 11:47 am: I will kill you

Dan, 11:48 am: you’ll homiecide me?

Fiona, 11:48 am: NO

Fiona, 11:48 am: I will kill you

Dan, 11:48 am: :(

Fiona, 11:48 am: :)

Fiona, 10:43 pm: How was your day?

Fiona, 10:43 pm: Kill any homies?

Dan, 10:45 pm: No

Dan, 10:45 pm: Come over, you can be the first

Fiona, 10:45 pm: 🥺

Fiona, 10:45 pm: I’m honored

Fiona, 10:46 pm: Can I though? I crave death

Dan, 10:46 pm: oh no

Dan, 10:46 pm: why?

Fiona, 10:47 pm: I did a procrastination again

Dan, 10:47 pm: now why would you do that?

Fiona, 10:47 pm: Because I’m stupid

Dan, 10:47 pm: 😔

Dan, 10:48 pm: what have you learned from this?

Fiona, 10:48 pm: Absolutely nothing

Fiona, 10:48 pm: I will do it again

Dan, 10:48 pm: we love to hear it

Fiona, 10:49 pm: 😔 you do maybe

Dan, 10:49 pm: how are u imply that i take pleasure in the downfall of others

Fiona, 10:50 pm: YOU LITERALLY SAID IT FIRST

Fiona, 10:50 pm: YOU SAID YOU LOVED TO HEAR IT

Dan, 10:51 pm: really? that doesn’t sound like something i would say

Fiona, 10:51 pm: Stop gaslighting me

Dan, 10:52 pm: :)

Fiona, 10:52 pm: :(

Dan, 10:53 pm: go do your homework

Fiona, 10:53 pm: FINE

October 22, 2019:

Dan, 4:12 am: wake up i’m bored

Dan, 4:15 am: why can’t i sleep i hate myself

Dan, 4:20 am: haha 420 blaze it

Dan, 4:20 am: i’m kidding i don’t smoke weed

Dan, 4:20 am: i’m lame

Dan, 4:32 am: i have class at 9:30 am i’m going to die

Dan, 4:32 am: pray for me

Dan, 4:56 am: i think i’m finally tired

Dan, 4:56 am: i hate myself

Dan, 4:56 am: wait i already said that

Dan, 4:56 am: oh well

Dan, 4:56 am: good night 🖤

Fiona, 9:42 am: Oh no

Fiona, 9:42 am: Did you make it to class?

Dan, 9:44 am: im dying

Fiona, 9:46 am: Oh no

Dan, 9:50 am: i made it to class but i regret my entire existence

Fiona, 9:51 am: Oh no

Dan, 9:52 am: shut up

Dan, 9:52 am: i have never been this tired

Fiona, 9:52 am: When do you get out?

Dan, 9:55 am: 11 🤡

Fiona, 9:55 am: Why did you even go to class today holy shit

Dan, 9:57 am: I’m stupid

Fiona, 10:00 am: Can you leave?

Dan, 10:05 am: i’m already here i might as well suffer

Fiona, 10:06 am: D:

Fiona, 10:06 am: suffering bad

Dan, 10:11 am: whoa really

Dan, 10:11 am: thank you for letting me know

Fiona, 10:11 am: Of course

Dan, 10:12 am: where would i be without you

Fiona, 10:12 am: Class

Dan, 10:13 am: wait

Dan, 10:13 am: i am in class

Fiona, 10:14 am: Yeah

Fiona, 10:14 am: Without me

Dan, 10:20 am: u have a point

Fiona, 10:21 am: I have lots of points

Fiona, 10:21 am: Come hang out with me, I’ll save you from going to class at 9:30 am

Dan, 10:25 am: my hero

Fiona, 10:26 am: 🥰

Dan, 10:35 am: only 25 more minutes

Dan, 10:35 am: i can do this

Fiona, 10:36 am: Just so you know, falling asleep in class is completely valid

Dan, 10:40 am: i can make it

Dan, 10:40 am: i believe in me

Fiona, 10:41 am: Okay

Fiona, 10:41 am: Good luck!

Dan, 10:45 am: i don’t believe in me

Dan, 10:45 am: i’m dying

Fiona, 10:46 am: If I believe in you will that help

Dan, 10:47 am: no

Fiona, 10:47 am: 13 minutes, you can do it

Dan, 10:50 am: i cant

Fiona, 10:50 am: You can!

Fiona, 10:51 am: I will reward you if you do

Dan, 10:52 am: how

Fiona, 10:52 am: 😏

Dan, 10:53 am: 😳

Dan, 10:54 am: how

Fiona, 10:55 am: Live through this class and you’ll see

Dan, 10:56 am: it better not be socks or something

Fiona, 10:56 am: Oh no of course not, I would never

Fiona, 10:56 am: It’s sexual favors

Dan, 10:57 am: FIONA

Dan, 10:57 am: im in CLASS you can’t just SAY THAT

Fiona, 10:58 am: Oops

Dan, 10:59 am: i hate you so much

Fiona, 10:59 am: Shh

Fiona, 10:59 am: One more minute, you can do this

Dan, 11:00 am: don’t change the subject

Fiona, 11:00 am: Too late

Fiona, 11:00 am: Did you survive

Dan, 11:01 am: no

Dan, 11:01 am: you fucking KILLED me

Fiona, 11:02 am: Too bad

Fiona, 11:02 am: I was really looking forward to seeing you again

Dan, 11:02 am: well too bad

Dan, 11:02 am: you should’ve thought of that before you said things like that

Fiona, 11:03 am: I’m not good at thinking

Dan, 11:03 am: okay philosophy major

Fiona, 11:03 am: I never claimed to be a GOOD philosophy major

Dan, 11:04 am: …

Dan, 11:05 am: (can i have those sexual favors now or nah)

Fiona, 11:06 am: The prize was for surviving

Fiona, 11:06 am: I thought you said you died

Dan, 11:07 am: ugh

Dan, 11:07 am: i hate you

Dan, 11:07 am: i’m going to go home and take a nap

Fiona, 11:07 am: That sounds like a great idea

Fiona, 11:07 am: Sleep a lot you deserve it

Dan, 11:08 am: i will sleep so much

Dan, 11:08 am: gn

October 23, 2019:

Fiona, 7:14 pm: I did a cooking

Dan, 7:14 pm: I did too you’re not special

Fiona, 7:14 pm: Okay but did you bake cheesecake

Dan, 7:15 pm: no

Dan, 7:15 pm: did you?

Fiona, 7:15 pm: As a matter of fact, yes

Dan, 7:15 pm: can i have some

Fiona, 7:16 pm: No

Dan, 7:16 pm: :(

Dan, 7:16 pm: why’d you bake cheesecake

Fiona, 7:17 pm: Because I CAN

Fiona, 7:17 pm: idk, don’t you ever get the urge to bake cheesecake at 6pm on a Wednesday?

Dan, 7:18 pm: i have never gotten the urge to bake something in my life

Fiona, 7:18 pm: Okay, have you ever gotten the urge to *eat* cheesecake at 6pm on a Wednesday?

Dan, 7:18 pm: now we’re talking

Dan, 7:19 pm: yes ofc

Dan, 7:19 pm: are you sure i can’t have any

Fiona, 7:20 pm: Yes

Dan, 7:21 pm: :(

Dan, 7:21 pm: why not

Fiona, 7:22 pm: It’s not a large cheesecake

Fiona, 7:22 pm: … I may have eaten a large chunk of it already

Dan, 7:22 pm: and you didn’t save any for me

Fiona, 7:23 pm: I did not

Dan, 7:23 pm: i’m blocking you

Dan, 7:23 pm: never speak to me again

Fiona, 7:23 pm: D:

Fiona, 7:24 pm: but im cute

Dan, 7:25 pm: so?

Fiona, 7:26 pm: I’ll save some for you next time 🥺

Dan, 7:26 pm: really? 🥺

Fiona, 7:26 pm: yes 🥺

Dan, 7:26 pm: ok i guess i won’t block u 🥺

Fiona, 7:27 pm: 🥺

Fiona, 7:27 pm: That’s so sweet

Dan, 7:28 pm: i’m generous like that

Fiona, 7:28 pm: What would I do without you

Dan, 7:28 pm: eat more cheesecake because you wouldn’t have to save any for me probably

Fiona, 7:29 pm: When you put it like that

Fiona, 7:29 pm: Why do I even talk to you

Dan, 7:29 pm: You’re asking me??

Fiona, 7:30 pm: I guess so, yeah

Dan, 7:30 pm: um because i’m cute

Fiona, 7:30 pm: Hmmm

Fiona, 7:30 pm: Yeah, probably

Dan, 7:31 pm: cuter than cheesecake :)

Fiona, 7:31 pm: Now, I don’t know if I’d go *that* far

Dan, 7:31 pm: cuter than cheesecake :)

Fiona, 7:31 pm: … cuter than cheesecake

Dan, 7:32 pm: i’m glad we’ve come to a compromise

Fiona, 7:32 pm: I don’t think insisting that I agree with you is a compromise

Fiona, 7:32 pm: I think that’s just getting your way

Dan, 7:32 pm: it’s a compromise

Fiona, 7:32 pm: No

Dan, 7:33 pm: COMPROMISE

Fiona, 7:33 pm: FINE

Fiona, 7:33 pm: Compromise

Dan, 7:33 pm: see? another successful compromise

Fiona, 7:33 pm: … yay us

Dan, 7:34 pm: we’re doing great :)

Dan, 7:34 pm: communication is so important

Fiona, 7:34 pm: Uh huh

Fiona, 7:35 pm: I’m going to go finish my cheesecake

Dan, 7:35 pm: :(

Dan, 7:35 pm: as long as you save me some next time

Dan, 7:35 pm: see? i compromised

Fiona, 7:36 pm: Huh, I guess you did

Fiona, 7:36 pm: Good job

Dan, 7:36 pm: thank u

Dan, 7:36 pm: enjoy your cheesecake

Fiona, 7:37 pm: I will :)

October 24, 2019:

Dan, 4:09 pm: i literally can’t wait until the weekend

Dan, 4:09 pm: i want to die

Fiona, 4:15 pm: Will you stop wanting to die on the weekend

Dan, 4:16 pm: no but i’ll forget about it

Fiona, 4:16 pm: Close enough

Dan, 4:17 pm: i have written so many papers in the past week

Dan, 4:17 pm: i want to die

Fiona, 4:17 pm: Oh no

Fiona, 4:17 pm: When are you done writing papers?

Dan, 4:18 pm: never i’m an english major

Fiona, 4:18 pm: I’m so sorry

Fiona, 4:18 pm: Do you want to talk about it

Dan, 4:19 pm: … yes

Fiona, 4:20 pm: Is this a crisis about your major? I’m an expert on those

Dan, 4:20 pm: no, i love english

Dan, 4:20 pm: well i don’t really *love* anything but english is tolerable

Fiona, 4:21 pm: lol

Fiona, 4:21 pm: I think lots of people don’t *love* what they do

Fiona, 4:21 pm: There’s nothing wrong with that

Dan, 4:22 pm: I guess

Dan, 4:23 pm: do you *love* philosophy?

Fiona, 4:23 pm: idk

Fiona, 4:24 pm: I like it

Fiona, 4:25 pm: Honestly I probably won’t end up doing it long term anyway

Dan, 4:25 pm: Why not?

Fiona, 4:26 pm: Not a lot of people get paid to sit around and ponder the mysteries of life

Fiona, 4:26 pm: Unless you go into academia I guess and ick, that’s so much grad school

Dan, 4:27 pm: yeah i guess not

Dan, 4:27 pm: people don’t really get paid to sit around an analyze literature a lot either, do they?

Fiona, 4:27 pm: idk

Fiona, 4:28 pm: Do they?

Dan, 4:28 pm: i feel like probably not

Dan, 4:28 pm: should’ve paid more attention in english 100 lol i think they talked about that

Fiona, 4:29 pm: We all should’ve paid more attention in our orientation classes yet here we are

Fiona, 4:29 pm: Worst comes to worst I’ll just use my CS minor for something

Dan, 4:30 pm: you’re getting a CS minor?

Fiona, 4:30 pm: I had already finished like half the required classes when I switched to philosophy so why not?

Fiona, 4:31 pm: Also it was one of my parents’ requirements for letting me switch but we don’t talk about that

Dan, 4:32 pm: lol

Dan, 4:32 pm: unfortunately i don’t have a cs minor to fall back on

Fiona, 4:33 pm: It’s not too late to get one :P

Dan, 4:33 pm: no thank u!

Fiona, 4:34 pm: aww

Fiona, 4:35 pm: too bad

Dan, 4:35 pm: i am not willing to stoop to doing math to appease capitalism

Fiona, 4:35 pm: lol, have it your way

Fiona, 4:35 pm: English is a good degree, you’ll be fine

Fiona, 4:36 pm: Besides, you have a few years to figure things out

Dan, 4:36 pm: this is true!

Dan, 4:36 pm: i’m going to go forget about my problems and procrastinate dealing with them

Fiona, 4:36 pm: have fun <3

Dan, 4:37 pm: i will!

October 25, 2019:

Dan, 11:24 am: college is stupid

Dan, 11:24 am:

Fiona, 11:26 am: You can still do that now if you really want

Dan, 11:26 am: it’s not the same

Dan, 11:26 am: you live with the constant fear of someone catching you

Fiona, 11:27 am: Okay but you admit that you *could*

Fiona, 11:27 am: You’re just a coward

Dan, 11:28 am: excuse me

Dan, 11:28 am: what did you just say to me

Dan, 11:28 am: i’ll fight you

Fiona, 11:29 am: Okay

Fiona, 11:29 am: To the death or just to giving up?

Dan: 11:29 am: i’d die before i’d give up

Fiona, 11:30 am: Death it is

Fiona, 11:30 am: It’s been nice knowing you

Dan, 11:31 am: you too

Dan, 11:31 am: okay bye i have to go write a paper

Dan, 11:31 am: it was nice talking to you

Fiona, 11:32 am: :(

Fiona, 11:32 am: It was nice talking to you too

Fiona, 11:32 am: Write fast and then return to me

Dan, 11:33 am: ofc <3

Fiona, 11:33 am: <3

October 26, 2019:

Fiona, 9:51 pm: Any fun plans this weekend

Dan, 9:55 pm: Writing more papers lmao

Dan, 9:55 pm: wbu?

Fiona, 9:56 pm: aww :(

Fiona, 9:56 pm: Same I guess, mostly just homework

Fiona, 9:56 pm: 😔

Dan, 9:57 pm: honestly

Dan, 9:57 pm: fuck homework

Dan, 9:58 pm: will you run away to the woods with me

Fiona, 9:59 pm: 😳

Fiona, 10:00 pm: That’s kinda gay

Dan, 10:01 pm: no it’s not

Dan, 10:02 pm: we will live in a cottage with two bedrooms

Fiona, 10:03 pm: But that’s less fun

Dan, 10:05 pm: 😳

Dan, 10:06 pm: that’s kinda gay

Fiona, 10:07 pm: I’m kinda gay

Dan, 10:08 pm: 😳

Fiona, 10:08 pm: 😏

Fiona, 10:11 pm: Can we move to the woods after I finish this paper

Dan, 10:12 pm: no sorry i’m leaving right now

Fiona, 10:13 pm: Oh well :( I’ll try to visit

Dan, 10:14 pm: thank you

Dan, 10:14 pm: just let me know when you’re visiting and i will make you the most mediocre stir fry you’ve ever had

Fiona, 10:15 pm: lmao sounds good

Fiona, 10:15 pm: I have to go work on my paper now :( but I will visit your cottage in the woods as soon as possible

Dan, 10:16 pm: appreciated

Dan, 10:16 pm: good luck on your paper!

Fiona, 10:16 pm: good luck on your move to the woods!

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