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[makiwife]

Paddock's First Look KA12!

Off Track & Under Wraps Series

Kimi Antonelli x Kinesiology HS Student! Reader

A/n: All pics from Pinterest and Instagram.

Summary: Kimi Antonelli starts his first f1 season this year, so it's time for some good PR. Little does Kimi know teasing his secret relationship might be the perfect ingredient.

Warnings: sexual jokes, cursing

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y/n_priv

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y/n_priv waiting for bae to cum home

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friend12: she's so JACKED

↳ y/n_priv: gotta lock in for the haters to see me w their fav rookie 😃

bsf3: the cranberry juice is frying me

↳ y/n_priv: a girls gotta be ready 😛

bsf4: how you can take such aesthetic pics for the gram, but crash out 5 secs later is beyond me

↳ bsf1: it's truly a skill I need to learn

↳ y/n_priv: k so you guys hate me.

kimi.antonelli: 2 more days amore mio:)) then we can 👅👅

↳ bsf2: BOOOO GET OUTTA HERE W THAT SHIT

↳ y/n_priv: 😈😈😈

olliebearman: waiting for bae to what...? liked by author ♥️

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bsf1

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bsf1: last hangout before she'll be RIPPED AWAY from me (unwillingly) 😞

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friend4: YOU SAW TYLER??

↳ bsf1: i told ya you should've came

y/n_priv: i'll be stuck at the hip w him

↳ bsf1: i know...

↳ kimi.antonelli: you say this like its a bad thing... liked by author ♥️

↳ bsf1: "#ihatemybf"

friend1: beautiful girlsss 😍😍

classmate2: love this

friend74: look it's tyler and asap in the first n last pic liked by author ♥️

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y/n_priv

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y/n_priv KIMS IS HEREEEEE 🤩🤩

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bsf1: oh brother hes back.....

↳ kimi.antonelli: you are just jealous i have her BACK now 💋

↳ y/n_priv: ladies ladies 🫷😸🫸 let's not argue, there's enough of me to go around

olliebearman: lovely feature right there liked by author ♥️

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y/n_priv last 2 🥰

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olliebearman: ok you had your fun, now come back

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friend14: you guys are the cutest liked by author ♥️

bsf1: i hate him

↳ kimi.antonelli: boohoo shes staying with me

↳ y/n_priv: i'm literally running back rn 🏃‍♀️

bsf3: I LOVE LOVE liked by author ♥️

kimi.antonelli: what a guy

↳ y/n_priv: oh who is UUUU!!???

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bsf1 replied to your story: ehh 0/10 y/n_priv ♥️ this message

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F1: It's race day in Jeddah

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F1

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F1 Race day ready

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pirelli_motorsport: been waiting for this

superfan12: KIMI WHO IS THAT??

fan63: THIRD SLIDE ‼️

fan4: not f1 accidentally (??) soft launching kimi's relationship

fan07: didnt know kimi had game like that 🙂‍↕️

superfan5: HELLO SHES SO PRETTY OMG

fan22: MYSTERY GIRL I NEED TO KNOW WHO YOU ARE

fan44: wait im obsessed with them, she's probably so nervous for her first f1 appearance and he's just there comforting her 🥹

↳ fan1: literal goals i hope his fans wont be weird w her

a/n: WOW SO FUN hope you enjoyed!!

tag list ♡: @urmomsgirlfriend1 @scentedrosa @daisydaze111 @schniti-is-in-the-house

[superbpiratesandwich]

NOT TOGETHER JUST IN THE SAME BED pt.2

JOHN WALKER X GN!READER

tags: fluff, slight angst, gender neutral reader, no body description

a/n: yet another fic that came to me in a dream, im a believer in dad bod Walker and youll have to pry him out of my cold dead hands 

2k words 

Its late again, and you're still up, again. Should anyone be surprised by now? It's cold in your room, you're tucked underneath three blankets, cozy and warm, but you still can't get your mind to shut off. Too many things bounce around inside your brain, the op you just came back from, the one you were briefed on today, what Val might make the team do tomorrow. It all stops your eyes from shutting. You slowly sit up, rubbing your tired eyes as you glance at the alarm clock, 12:02am, it seems to blink mockingly at you.  

You pad down the sleek grey hallways of the Tower, moving swiftly and silently towards the living room. No one is awake, that you know of, you sit on the couch, not turning on the tv, just staring at the dark screen. You don't even turn any lights on, you sit in the dark, your eyes tired, your body exhausted, but your mind is running at a million miles per hour. Not even about any particular thing, just past missions gone wrong, plans for the next week, how you're hungry, but not hungry enough to eat a full meal, but Alexi ate all the good snacks, so really what's the point of leaving the couch to go to the pantry to cook something? 

You mentally list everyone in the Tower who you could possibly go annoy/wake up and not feel guilty.  

Alexi is a big no; you may slit his throat for eating your specially bought cookies.  

Bucky... last time you tried to wake him up in the middle of the night, he nearly throat punched you. 

Bob seems like he’d be a good late-night companion, but the man hardly sleeps as it is, you don't wanna wake him up just for some company.  

Ava or Yelena seems like they’d be good late-night sleepless buddies, but if you know the pair well enough, they will sleep through anything, especially you trying to wake them up.  

That leaves Walker. 

You and Walker have what you like to call a ‘no words needed’ relationship. When the two of you first met in the vault, he had tried to kill you and you him, but when all was settled with Val there was no harm done. Over a year, the two of you had become accustomed to each other, moving in sync on ops without realizing it, getting up at the same time every morning. 

Walker would silently make your coffee for you while you toasted four pieces of bread, two for each of you. Hed make sure the pantry was stocked up on your favorite snacks after Alexi raided it. Taking extra care to write the words “Touch these and die” on a sticky note, placing it on the box.  

Eventually, he found himself getting tired around you, not because of you, not because you drained him, but you made him sleepy in a way he couldn't really explain.  

Truthfully, Walker has been tired since high school, since pushing himself past his breaking point due to his father’s constant comments of “You’ll never be a real man if you can't handle a few classes and football,” or “You don't know tired,” but even at sixteen, he felt tired, the kind that seeps into your bones and turns into a dull ache.  

So, when he started to get sleepy around you, at first, he tried to combat it. He tried drinking red bulls whenever he felt that soft exhaustion pull at his eyelids, threatening to drown him. He tried pinching himself whenever he felt tired around you, making sure to give his head a little shake to keep himself cognoscente. Of course, you never noticed, you just kept being you. Not to mention, you got tired around him as well. The way his voice, however cocky and arrogant it may be, would carry into a cadence that would lull you to sleep. Or how his presence just seemed to make you want to curl into his side. 

Which you had done multiple times.  

You caught him napping, Mr. John—I don't take naps—Walker, taking a nap. You couldn't say much though, looking around the communal living room before pressing your knee onto the outside of his hip. He was laid on his back, an arm thrown over his eyes to block the afternoon sun pouring in through the windows. You slowly leaned over him, your arms scooting under his warm back. His middle soft against your chest, the slight pudge there providing body heat you were so desperately craving that day.  

He blinked a little, moving his arm off his face with a quiet, “Wha—” 

He didn't say anything else; he just wrapped his free arm around your shoulder and pulled you into his chest.  

Not to mention the countless times the both of you have fallen asleep on each other's shoulders after a rough op.  

He was the first to do it, after a particularly rough mission, no one was hurt, it was just a lot. Walker sat next to you in the jet, taking his designated seat next to yours before you sat down. He could already tell he was close to falling asleep sitting up, but when you sat down next to him, that was the kicker. His head slowly found its way to your shoulder, his eyes shutting as he relaxed more onto you. You smiled to yourself, resting your head against his and shutting your own eyes.  

Yelena still uses the picture she took of you two against you, you don't care though, but he does. He can't stand the thought of her and Ava making fun of him, but the more he thinks about it, the more he wants to just say ‘fuck it’ and let them send the picture into the group chat.  

So maybe that's what carries your tired form up four flights of stairs to his floor. You pad through his door, just to see warm light spilling from his small kitchen. Dark grey walls not decorated aside from a few pictures of him and Lemar, a time when he was Captain America. Your steps are almost silent as you walk down the hall to the kitchen. You turn the corner to see a shirtless Walker, sweatpants low on his hips, showing off his thick waist, the dimples on his lower back, the dips of muscle on his upper back, the freckles and scars that litter his pale skin.  

You swallow hard, your overthinking mind now overheating. You stare for a long while, fidgeting with the hem of your oversized t shirt, your pj pants a size too big. You can hear him humming My Way by Frank Sinatra as he flips what looks to be a grilled cheese on the stove.  

Your eyes land on the silver necklace gleaming against the back of his neck, his dog tags. He moves a little, his head turning a fraction as he stops humming. “You’re up late.” 

You shrug, moving further into his kitchen, “Can't sleep,” you complain softly, walking to lean against the counter next to the stove. He gives you a half smile as he side eyes you, “Neither can I,” he raises an eyebrow at you, nodding to the food on the stove, “Y’hungry?” 

You shake your head, rubbing your eye with the back of your hand, “Just tired,” 

He gives you a soft look, “Than go to sleep, honey,”  honey, something he only calls you late at night, when you can't sleep, when the two of you have meaningful conversations.  

You shrug again, “Tried that,” 

He says nothing as he plates his sandwich, cutting it in half and letting you have the half on a plate. You go to refuse it, but he just pushes the plate towards you. You eat your halves in silence, his big form standing in front of the stove, staring at the cabinet above it. Your eyes drift to the thickness of his waist, no longer bearing a perfect six-pack as your sure he had one earlier in life, no, now he's got muscle and fat. He’s admitted to you that he hates looking in mirrors because of it, hates to see how much he looks like his father.  

You admire the strength you see in him, the resilience, the fight, but you also love seeing the soft sleepy side of him no one else got to see, the side that calls you honey, the side that gives you half of his sandwich. 

He brushes his hands off, wiping down the counter and putting away the food silently as you finish your half, grabbing a napkin and wiping your face. He walks out of the kitchen towards his bedroom. You don't follow at first, making a small, surprised noise as he turns off the kitchen light, 

“Well maybe if you followed me instead of acting like I'm gonna leave you out here alone...” he grumbles, shaking his head as he flicks on the light again, waiting as you follow his lead to his room.  

He walks past his bed, walking into his bathroom and closing the door. You make yourself comfortable, dragging his dark comforter over your shoulder as you lay on your side, curling into a ball. You hear the door open. 

“It's real—think you're—” his words are mostly muffled by his toothpaste foamed in his mouth, you turn your head, “Huh?”  

He spits into the sink, rinsing his mouth, chucking his toothbrush onto the counter before flicking off the light, “I said,” he grabs the blanket off of you, “It’s real cute that you think your just gonna hog my blankets and curl into yourself on the edge of the bed,” he lays down, his right arm laying over the pillows, “When we both know you're gonna end up koala bear-ing me in the middle of the night, trying to cover the both of us with a blanket when you know I run hot.” 

You turn to face him, noting how he has the blanket draped over him holding it open like an invitation, “C’mere honey,”  

You accept the invite, scooting until your face is buried in his bare chest, your hands curled up under your chin. A few minutes pass and you’re still awake, blinking against his bare skin. “You ever think about the people we can't save?” you mumble against his chest. He lets out a soft, “Hmmph,” in response and you assume he's asleep already falling silent. 

You feel his hand rub at your back, “What’d you say honey?”  

You take a minute to respond, “You ever think about the people we can't, or didn't save?” 

He goes stiff for a moment, pulling his hand away to flick on the lamp beside his bed, he pulls away to look at you, “Is that why you couldn't sleep?”  

You nod, “Sorta, I've just been overthinking a lot,”  

He nods in understanding, his expression softening, “I think about it all the time, Lemar, the men in my unit who took a bullet for me, yeah honey, I do.”  

you stare up at him, “How do you stop the thoughts?”  

He gives you a soft smile, almost pitiful, “Oh honey... they don't really stop for me, they just get quieter, usually when you're around,” 

You smile up at him, “Mine get quieter when you talk,”  

Who would ever say no to those big doe eyes, all tired and soft, staring up at him, pleading silently? He reaches over and clicks off the light before wrapping his arms around you, pressing his lips to your forehead, 

“Did I ever tell you about the time I got stranded on a ten-mile ruck?”  

You shake your head into his neck, already feeling the thoughts quiet down to a whisper.  

“So it's me and seven other guys, plus our drill sergeant, Mike, couldn't call him that or you'd get chewed out, but anyways...” his soft baritone voice, accompanied with the slight southern accent that had started to slip into his words made your eyes feel heavier, your nose tucking into his neck.  

He only shuts up when he can feel your breathing evening out, his lips move against your ear, “G’night honey,”  

[aviradasa]

Rxhubibkvucuhi TLB HC BUT ITS ONLY MICHAEL AND STAR X READER-😦😦😦😦😦😦 (also how ya doin pookie??)

Ok this request is to die, for i love them so much 😭😭😭 also im doing alright getting back into writing slowly but surely with some hcs has been nice! So let's get into it!!

Michael and star x reader Hcs

Warnings: brief mention of killing,I have a horrible cursing problem as well and I apologize lmfao

Pronouns used: mostly GN only one use of girls i think but in a "what if" type of thing

Tags: @vxncevis @sillyturquoisepuffin @thelostsimp @adams-fav-roach @acotar-lover @theorizinganomaly @angstinaofsantacarla @thatonegirl2 @gutlesscatherine if you wanna be added let me know

You and star had gotten together when she got turned. You were already a full vampire so you wanted to help star get her first kill.

The night you met Michael, she had run up to you at the motorcycles, and as you helped her on the back of yours, she pointed out Michael, who had followed her from the concert.

When you and her got back to the cave, she was non-stop talking about how cute she thought he was and how he seemed perfect, and you had to agree.

Though you were a bit skeptical at first

So the next night, you both approached him at the boardwalk, and after talking to him, you were also enchanted. and the rest is history.

You guys are adorable together. But you and Star love to tease the shit out of Michael to the Point. I almost feel bad for him.

(He doesnt want any pitty though he loves that shit.)

Hes yalls bitch pretty much. Like if you are fem,people will make jokes about how it must be nice having to girls to boss around and you three just laugh cause yall know damn well it's you and star bossing him around.

Get it bitch

You and star are very silly together and with Michael which helps bring him out of his shell a little.

And you both absolutely adore when he lets loose and has fun with you both.

You guys drag this poor man across the boardwalk to every ride,shop,and restaurant.

You and Michael tend to argue about who pays, and Star just sits and giggles at you both like the princess she is. (she secretly pays while you both argue)

Michael likes to give you both piggyback rides around the boardwalk, depending on whose feet start hurting first.

Michael is a horrible dancer. But he will let you both drag him onto a dance floor and actually attempt to be halfway decent.

You guys laugh at him a bit, but he doesn't mind as long as you guys are happy.

To be fair, he mostly likes to be on the side watching you two dance together. It just makes him unbelievably happy when you guys are having fun.

Along with this, Michael and Star both love to pamper you, and they almost make one upping each other a game that they both enjoy.

They will leave you in the nest and start bringing you random shit ranging from cozy blankets to skincare to a stereo, and at the end, you all just curl up together.

Oh, and don't think you don't join in on this. You love pampering them as well. But in your own way, you will buy them gifts or make them stuff and just leave it out for them to find, leaving them guessing on which one actually gave it to them.

You find it hilarious but love watching them enjoy what you give.

Speaking of,cuddling with them is so peak.

Michael, even as a vampire, is strangely warm still. Nobody knows why, but it makes cuddling him so nice. You and star often lay on each side of him covered in many blankets while playing with either each other's hair or his.

Either this or halfway through, he is fighting for his life, trying not to get shoved off the bed/couch by you both it can really go either way 😭

Also He loves getting his hair messed with, and so does she. Between these two, you can practice any hairstyle you want on them cause they love seeing the different looks they can pull off.

Also, hunting is really fun with them. But I will say that because michael is still a bit new to it all, he's not the biggest fan of hunting yet. And Star just really hates having to kill, but she knows she doesn't really have a choice anymore

But luckily, you got that covered. They will get there eventually, but for now, you are content with doing a majority of the work for them because you know it can be rough. But they help as much as they can.

Stars the bait, she goes out while you and Michael hang back, and she lures the unsuspecting victim away.

These two aren't really into the brutal killing like the others, so if you are,you tone it down a bit with them and make it quick and easy.

Sometimes, though, you will have them take the actual kill after you get the person pretty beat so they can get used to it.

It does make them a bit squeamish, but michael is getting a bit better about it. Star, on the other hand, greatly struggles, and you often feel a bit bad after cause she just seems distraught about it.

After feeding sometimes they feel kinda guilty about it as well so it's up to you to try to cheer them up.

One time star felt so bad about leaving one of the bodies out in the middle of the woods, and you and micheal actually dug a grave and buried the person. Which made her feel a bit better.

She ever made them a little headstone out of a rock and left flowers on it.

It's really a lot of small things like that that make you all work so well together.

There's no judgements, and everybody is allowed to just be themselves, no pressure.

It's a very loving relationship, and you three tend to bring out the best in each other, even when it gets rough.

You guys keep each other sane to be fair, and with that being said.

The boys are very good at influencing people, and so sometimes Michael comes back from hanging out with them having an attitude.

Yall get it, trust me, you do, but that shit doesn't fly, pookie.

You and Star are really good at shutting his Lil attitude out the door Hella quickly.

Like not in a mean way, but sometimes you guys correct him just so that he has to think about how he's acting before moving on, and it works a lot of the time.

But if you have more of a temper, you and him may argue a little bit.

star doesn't put up with that. She doesn't join in or pick sides. She just lets yall know how immature and childish it is to be arguing over stupid shit.

And you both don't wanna piss her off.

she knows damn well that she doesn't have to put up with anything she doesn't want to and she will clock both of you guys in a second and walk out leaving you two to sit and think about your actions.

She is that bitch 💅🏻

She's has you both wrapped around her finger and she knows it so I don't think it even really get that far alot of the time.

Mainly due to the fact that she's just a very calming presence to be around, so if you both get a bit jumpy before getting upset, she will try to sweetly calm people down.

And she is extremely effective.

I fucking love them so much I cant 😭🖤

But that's about all I can think of right now, though I hope you enjoy it! Maybe one day I'll make a little one shot of them 🖤 sorry its a little short

[clairetoocool]

BEST SUMMER EVER

part four - crush

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tags - major fluff, minor angst, might be very corny sry, 1.2k wc!!

since the moment ino saw you on his first day at the camp, he was hooked.

whenever he saw you walk by him, help out some campers in the same room as him, or do anything in his line of sight really, he thought you were the most perfect thing to ever grace this earth.

so when yuji texted him about you he freaked out!!

he decided he should be VERY nonchalant, incase yuji was interested in you instead, because how was he supposed to tell him he thought you were perfect?

how was he going to tell him he noticed when you would scrunch your nose when you laughed? or when you went to the lake to read and listen to music, and just enjoy being outside?

but when yuji even hinted at you being interested in ino, he was tweaking out!!

ino made sure to never mess anything up with you, retyping a text over and over until he thought it was okay to send, making sure never to touch you too much when you two would hang out.

he was SO excited to go to the party with you, finally being able to make a move and really show you how much you mean to him.

until a girl he knew in middle school ran up to him at the party, while he was waiting for you.

"oh my GOSH!! takuma is that you?!?!?!?!?" "haha yeah hi!.." he didnt really pay too much attention to her, he was mainly focused on you and when he would get to talk to you.

after a good fifteen minutes of her asking nonstop questions, rambling about whatever (ino wasnt listening so he doesnt really remember what she was talking about), you showed up, and he was SO relieved he could get away from this RANDOM and go talk to you!!

he watched you walk up to him, astonished at how good you looked, he took in your beauty, looking at literally everything, how your dress sparkled, how you still wore your converse while other girls were wearing heels (in the woods??? it just showed him how sensible you are), how your hair was so perfectly curled and how your mascara made your eyes look ten times prettier (not like they werent pretty without mascara).

he saw your face, riddled with discomfort as you saw the girl by him, he was worried you thought something was going on so he shot a "idkwhothisispleaseignoreher" look back at you.

when the girl by ino stopped babbling at him and saw you, she was furious!! "who is this girl talking to MYYYYYYYYYY ino??" she tugged on his arm "come get a buzzball with meee!" she said with a childlike giggle, trying to sound as cute as possible.

in fear of her bothering him more, ino gave you an exhausted look and told you he'd be right back.

buttt twenty minutes and two buzzballs later, him and the random girl were chatting it up behind a few trees, he was tired of her and just wanted to talk to you. he was begging god to have a tree fall on her very soon so he could run off to bother you, but instead ... she KISSED him?? he pushed her off of him immediately and asked her "what the fuck??" and out of the corner of his eye, he saw you running away. "fuck." he thought to himself.

and for a week straight after you saw her kiss him, you did your very best to ignore him. he would come up to you and beg you to talk to him, but you couldn't bear to hear him out, it hurt too much, because you really thought you two had something going.

but one day he texts you and you are so tired at this point so you decide to answer.

as youre walking up to him you really dont know what to think, you just hope he has a good explanation.

"speak takuma." you say with an aggravated tone.

"y/n i never wanted to kiss her, she was jealous we hang out so much and she didnt want you near me!! she would make weird comments under her breath and when she saw you coming over to us, she kissed me. i pushed her off of me immediately i promise you. please forgive me im so sorry."

you take a second to think, and then you give him a hug, "its okay." you say into his chest.

after pulling away from him you tell him itll take you two a while to get back to where you two were and he was just happy you still wanted to talk to him.

a few weeks go by after that conversation, and in those few weeks you and ino carefully work towards where you guys used to be, you guys got even farther than before!

giving eachother small kisses on the cheek, sometimes almost actually kissing eachother, but you were both too shy.

you two would go off camp grounds, and go downtown to visit bookstores, record stores and local cafes. basically going on dates but you never actually called it that, just 'casual hangouts'.

but one day he really just could not take it anymore. being casual was not his thing, he wanted to love you so loudly that anyone walking by you guys could tell you two loved eachother. sooo he planned another one of your 'casual hangouts' but this time, it was at the lake!

you were so excited, feeling so seen!! you dolled yourself up to the best of your abilities, but still trying to dress casual, incase it really was just a casual friend hangout. so you put your hair in a low pony, pulled some face framing pieces, and threw on a pair of jean shorts (a little extra short incase it wasnt a casual friend hangout hehe) and a cute cami top!!

as you walked to the lake you could hear 'crush' by ethel cain playing faintly, you got super giddy and practically skipped the rest of the way.

after saying hi to ino, you both sat down on the edge of the water, with music playing from his phone quietly. you two talked about practically everything for a good thirty minutes before he stopped and got a weird look on his face.

"kuma? are you okay?" you said with a worried expression on your face, he then reached up and tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear, giving you such a loving look. "im okay." he said as he gave you a soft kiss on your forehead. "i need to tell you something .." he said, looking down at the water. "yeah, whats up?" you said.

"um .. okay .. y/n, i really really do like you." he looks up at you, then continues. "from the moment i saw you here i was .. starstruck. you are the prettiest and most caring girl i have ever met, youre so genuine and you put so much effort into everything you do. i can tell your friends really like having you around, and i especially do. and i was wondering ...."

you kiss him. he kisses you back, putting a hand up to your cheek. after you pull back you look into his eyes, "i really like you too 'kuma." you give him a soft smile. "soo will you be my girlfriend?" he flashes you a dorky grin. "of course." you give him an even dorkier grin, partially teasing him.

you two spend the rest of the evening sitting next to eachother, your head on his shoulder, enjoying eachothers presence, and you cant think of anything better than this

creators thoughts!! - ok this is my fifth time trying to post this i PRAY it works!! sry if this was super corny i didnt know how to finish it gulppp... also i DO NOTTT stand by ethel cains actions i just like the song 🥀. im very sad about hayden actually but that doesnt hafe to do anything eith jjk so like anyway. IM WRITING ABOUT INUMAKI NEXT YAYYY!!!

taglist - @charley404 @inotaku-talkz @kaidostwin @nanamisss @e-dollly @waywardfanwinner @londonsworldddd @enhypen-ado @idexmids

[xuntybitxh]

Where can you be?

Hwang in-ho x reader

PART 3

Warning: angst, death, mentions of death, cursing, mentions of sex, drugs, nervous reader.

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Summary: in-ho wants to help you but your to stubborn to wanna talk to him after everything he's done and you come to regret that decision of rejecting his group and joining another's.

"Get the hell off me" you grabbed his hand and pulled it off of your shoulder

"I dont need your help and i never will" you snapped. You shoved past him, your shoulder brushing against his and witht hat you walked away.

"Asking me as if im the one who needs help! As if im not in here because you voted O" You spoke to yourself. You were furious and boiling.

In-ho sighed and shock his head in defeat and walked back to his group.

He watched you from afar, he examined your every move.

You were all alone and wandering for a team.

"Hey senorita!"

You turned your head and saw the purple hair guy

"Need a group? We need one" he cleared his throat.

You nodded and looked at his tag, 230. You looked at the group behind him.

124 (nam-gyu), 256 (gyeung-su), 125 (min-su), and 380 (se-mi)

"Uhm.. dont we have enough girls on our team? We dont even know the next game" 124 cleared his throat

230 (thanos) put his hand up and shook his head

"Namsu"

"Namgyu" 124 corrected which caused 230 to give him a look.

"The time you were given to select a group had ended. Please sit in the circle with your group" the womens voice echoed.

As everyone sat down they explain the rules

"The game you will participate in today is a seven legged pantathlon, team members will start with there legs tied together. Each member will have to play a mini game before the timer runs out." The voice filled everyones ears.

"The mini games are as followed.

Game 1: ddakji.

Game 2: flying stone

Game 3:gonggi

Game 4: spinning top

Game 5: jackstones

And finaly game 6: jegi"

You rubbed your face

"Isnt jackstone like gonggi?" Namgyu spoke

You nodded "i play it alot as a kid, i can do that one" you insisted.

"Ill do jegi" thanos said

"Im good at gonggi" 225 mumbled and fidgeted with his hands

"Ill do flying stone" 380 nodded

"I can do ddakji" 256 said to namgyu

Everyone agreed to a game

"With that let the games begin"

The two groups stood up and their ankles were tied together.

You turned around when you felt a pair of eyes on your back. You tried to shake it off but couldnt help but glance behind you.

In-ho was staring at you like a deer in headlights until he noticed that you were staring back at him.

He looked away but you were still looking, you hated him. Why would he do this to you. Maybe if he hadnt dissappeared you wouldnt be in this life or death situation.

You were angered by his actions. He always was there for you, he never tried anything weird, never did anything harmful. Why start after amazing sex

Was it cause it was your first time? Was it cause you bled a little?

You spent a lot of time thinking and putting your mind onto it. The day was beautiful, the sex was beautiful. He was always eye fucking you but when he got the real thing he leaves? You were caught up in so much but then Your anger soon dissappeared when you heard gunshots. Both teams lost because they didnt make it to the end

"Hey whats that?" Namgyu spoke to 230

"I dont know whats the fucks your talking about dude" 230 spoke and bobbed his head

"Look i get nervous and my hands starts to shake then we're all going down" namgyu rubbed his hands and showed 230 his shaky hands

"Look nam-su" 230 sighed

"Nam-gyu" he corrected.

"Nam-gyu" 230 unzipped his sweater and pulled out a crock neckless

"You know what this is?"

"What? Escasty? Ketamine?" Namgyu pushed more

"Nah this shit is brand new and its fuckin crazy! Its to much for you" 230 shook his head and wiggled his shoulders

"Dude" namgyu showed his track marks

"When i was a promoter i did all of it dude! I use to go to the clubs when i worked there and do all that crazy exotic shit!"

You watched them as 230 pulled out a pill and gave it to namgyu.

"Whats wrong?" Namgyu poked 125 "whats your name again."

"Oh uh..min-su" he mumbled

"You know that saying! Those who seek life shall die and those who seek death shall live" namgyu spoke to you guys. "Just go in there as if your gonna die anyways. We'll win this game, take our cash and get rhe fuck outta here"

"Hey. Dont order us around" 380 spoke

"Me?" Namgyu looked at her

"Yeah you. Nice shaky hands asshole." She smirked

"Look whos on her period. I told you we shouldnt let girls in, there to emotional" namgyu looked at 230 but he was just slightly smiling from the drugs.

"Yeah? And look whos talking. Your a nervous tweaker" she rolled her eyes

"Fuck you bitch" he stared at her but was interupted as guards came to take out a groups dead body

You glanced at in-ho one more time and then shook your head, trying to focus on your teams fighting. You let out a sigh and looked back at the group playing but 230 didnt miss it he put his arm around your waist

"Whats with you and that old man. That your dad or some?" He snorted "could be with me in our own thanos world"

You shook your head.

He sucked his teeth amd threw his head back "ahh, shouldve beat his ass when i had the chance" he shook his head and smiled. His hand lowering to your ass

In-ho watched from afar. He couldnt make out any of the words but he saw 230s hand try and grope your ass. He clenched his jaw and watched. He wanted to defend you, to push 230 off of you.

"Get offa me" you pushed 230s arm off

He scoffed and fixed the colar of his shirt and mumbled something.

"Im sorry im just nervous" you apologized and he nodded before nudging you with a pill in his hands. You looked at him and grabbed it. You straightened up and shoved it in your pocket. Maybe you'll need it.

You were super anxious as the bodys were put into a coffin with a pink bow.

---

It was 120 (hyun-ju) the girl from the bathroom

"Fail" 095 (young-mi) whined as the card didnt flip.

She tried again "Fail"

"Hey try the other side!" 120 told 095

She hit it with a loud dump and it flipped.

You watched and cheered as 095 passed ddakji.

"YESS!" you jumped and cheered. 007 was next he threw the stone but missed.

"Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu" they yelled as the went back to grab the stone but when they went back to the line they didnt turn and it seemed easier like that.

"Look at the way the did that! Ittz easier if we dont turn backwards if we miss something" you said to your group and they agreed

"Young-sik just pretend that stone is the face of the man who took all your money!" 149 spoke. He nodded and closed his eyes

He yelled and threw the stone

Sucess!

It was now 149 turn. She played gonggi.

She messed up

She messed up again

She was shaking and looked terrified

"Hurry up! You old hag!" 044 yelled before 120 covered her mouth

"Mom. Didnt you always say... in the war you use to play gonggi with bullets?" 007 spoke and reassured his mom itll be ok.

She began to play smoothly again until she was onto the last step

"Ma! Pretend that the hair of that skank dad cheated with!" 007 said and cleared his throat

"You ugly disgusting rotten little whore!" 149 yelled before passing her game and showing the guard

"YEAHH!" you cheered.

"Hua tu, hua tu! Hua tu!" They made it to spinning top

Player 044 was shaking. She couldnt tie the rope correctly, causing it to fall multiple times

"Wait you wrap the axel first" 120 tried helping her out by 044 brushed it off

The toy fell out her hands.

"dont look at the clock we have plenty of time"

"Gentle" 149 sighed "gentle" she said when she saw the rope wouldnt stay on the lines

"Someone shut up granny!" 044 shouted

044 tried again but it just would work. On the last tug she began to shake more

"The gods of heaven and earth has abandoned us. The gods have sent me to die." She rambled. "This is it. We're going to die" she declared and cried

"The gods are gonna let us die!"

120 slapped her. Everyone gasped, she picked the top up and slapped her once more "No! Ill kill you before any of your gods even get to you if you dont do this!" 120 put the pointy part close to her face. "Now do it!"

"O-okay" 044 stuttered and with ome finally wrap she threw it.

Success

The crowd cheered as it finally spun

Everyone looked at the clock as they moved on

It was 120s turn but it happened to fast because she asked everyone to turn around.

All you remeber is the next player in jackstone and then they beat it.

The crowd errupted into cheers and the timer went out

Everyone cheered as both teams made it to the finish line. You jumped and felt some joy come over you. Maybe you can make it through.

---

As more teams passed and failed the cheers riled up.

As more players won it gave everyone a sense of hope that maybe they can win, everyone cheers, it gives a sense that humanity is still there. Watching people win, watching them lose. Everyone hugs as more players win.

It was finally your teams turn.

"Will the next teams line up"

They chained up your ankle with your teams

The gunshot filled the air and your team began

"Hua tu! Hua tu!hua tu!" Your team yelled and stopped on the first game.

256 flipped the card first try!

"Sucess!" The guard gave an O signal

Everyone cheered

"Hua tu! Hua tu!hua tu! Hua tu"

380 grabbed the stone and went behind the line.

"Just throw it!" You tried to give her relief

Namgyu tried rushing her but she ignored him and got it first try

"Sucess!" The guard gave an O signal

You and namgyu screamed of excitment. He wobbled his legs causing you guys to trip over. When you were on the floor you looked at the time

3 minutes and 20 seconds

19 seconds

18 seconds

"Namsu!" 230 yelled and you guys all quickly got up

"Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu!"

125 grabbed the gonggis and everyone crouched down.

You stared at him, you palms were sweaty and you rubbed them together. You looked at in-ho and felt a sense of some relief. He was usually who you would go to when your stressed out. An old neighbor who gave really good advice.

You looked back at 125 playing gonggi and bit your lip as he caught them all in one round

"Sucess!" The guard gave an O signal

"Cmon lets go!" You warned them

"Calm down we are!" Namgyu glared at you

"Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu!"

Namgyu was given the spinning top

"Ok its ok just hurry up! We have 2 more games" you spoke and 230 agreed.

You were shaking badly and almost pissed yourself as namgyu let go of it.

"Fucking namsu!" 230 yelled

"Hey! Get it toghter or we all die!" 380 (se-mi) grabbed his shirt and yelled at him

Everyone agreed and he quickly recovered.

You watched as he threw it to the ground

230 started dancing and swinging his arms.

"Please. Please. Please!" you held back your breath as it hit the floor

You opened your eyes and it was spinning the crowd erupted into cheers

"Success!" The guard put his arms up in a O signal

"Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu!"

You rubbed the sweat onto your sweater and picked up the jacks and the metals.

You let out a groan and began to play. Catching each metal when the ball hit.

"Hurry!" Namgyu yelled

"Shut up!" You shouted and bit your lip to concentrate.

You messed up and cursed under you breath. You looked up at the time

2 minutes 15 seconds before namgyu shook you

"Focussss!" He whined.

Your lips wobbldd slightly and remembered playing as a kid. You always knew how to beat it. You straightened up and managed to make it in just enough time

"YESS my brotha!" 230 yelled

"Sucess!"

"Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu!"

The walk to the last round felt like slow mode. You looked and found in-ho. He was behind player 390 and looking at your team

"Hey gimmie room" 230 spoke and you moved as much as you could.

"One." You mumbled as his leg hit the jegi

"Two" namgyu nodded

"Three" 230 smiled

"Four"

"Five"

You and namgyu cheered and hugged. Everyone locked arms again

"Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu! Hua tu!"

You looked up at the timer

10 seconds left

"Fasterr!" You held you breath and closed you eyes before everyone cheered amd your team made it

You open your eyes and the guard were taking off the ties. You, 230, 125, 124, 256 and 380 hugged

As the guards led you inside you caught a sight of in-ho. He stared back at you as you went back inside.

You felt a sense of thrill as you walked into the Dormitory.

----

You slumped on the metal step next to 125

"How many cockaroaches you think made it out the last game?" Namgyu asked min-su (125)

125 looked around "uhm... about 200?"

"Huh... how'd you know that? You ai?" Namgyu smirked

"Go around and count them"

"Now?" Min-su shuffled

Namgyu nods and min-su quickly got up to coumt them

"Wait hold on. Dont be an idiot. Those masked guys will tell us anyways wont they?" Se-mi spoke. You nodded

"Yeah they do that after every game, and they say the cash pri-" you said and pulled out the strings from your sweater

"Just Shut the fuck up bitch ok?" Namgyu said to se-mi and you

"Stop it" thanos put his hand out.

"You. What your name?" He pointed at 125

"Oh uh min-su"

"How old are you?" Thanos sat up

"27" min-su muttered. You patted his back so he can stop being so nervous

"So youre a 97... so why take shit from him, youre both the same age, play nice we need out team nice n tight" thanos nodded

"You?" He asked gyeung-su

"Uh i was born 98" he said

"Okay you?" He pointed to se-mi

"96" she rolled her eyes

"You?" Thanos pointed at you

"98" you muttered. All you could think of is if in-ho is ok. You could never live with the guilt if he died. Maybe you shouldve joined his team. You bit your nails thinking of it

"Ok that settles it. Gyeung-su an her are the youngest." He pointed at you and 256

"You two are the same" he pointed at min-su and namgyu

"And shes the noona" he pointed at se-mi

"Call her noona" thanos told namgyu but he just laughed. "Do it!" He pushed

"You think the last two teams made it?" You asked se-mi but she strugged

"Maybe one of them" she held her head on her hands.

Your heart raced as the doors opened. You let out a sigh of relief when you saw only in-ho's team. He waved slightly at you but you just looked away.

---

"Players get ready for lights out" the womens voice filled the room. You ate the food they gave out. You sat on you bed and stuffed your mouth before looking up amd seeing in-ho

When he said you name, everything inside you ached. You chewed the food in your mouth and quickly swallowed

"What do you want?" You questioned, trying to look angry

"Cmon. You really trust those junkies to be your teammates? You really need better allies" he sat on the edge of the bes

"Oh so you care? So what? You gonna fight off the guards if i make the wrong move in the next game?" You snapped.

"Join my team. Please? I want you to be safe. I cant lose you" he grabbed your hand and put it into his.

"Yea? Maybe you shouldve thought about that before dissappearing on me! You know youre gonna lose your house!" You were enraged.

He said your name before sighing

"I didnt do anything to deserve what you did! You left me behind. You didnt answer my phone calls, my texts. Nothing" you held back tears

"Im sorry. I...i was busy, when we get outta here i promise ill explain it to you. I had things to do i didnt mean to leave like that" he spoke. He was lying, he had to leave, to run the games. But how would he even tell you that? 'Hey i run games where we play children games and get shot so i have to be gone for a week and more'

"No. You couldve explained it before." You yanked his patch that says O. "But you wanted to stay here and we're probably going to die now."

"From now on. Youre dead to me. Cant believe i let you take advantage of me" you pushed him

You didnt hate him, you were just heartbroken. You loved him so much. How could he.

"Ok... but dont trust them, dont trust nobody in this place." he put your fork into your hands amd he walked away.

"What?" You muttered as you were utterly confused. You looked at you teammates who were kind of far but close enough so u can see

"Namgyu, gyeung-su, min-su, thanos-su" 230 sung.

"Shut up" namgyu and se-mi argued. Min-su was trying to sleep and gyeung-su was watching them argue

You glanced back at in-ho before laying down and drifting into a deep sleep.

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Two Peas in a Pod: part 4/?

Hopefully the dialog isn't confusing.

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"Still dizzy?" 

"Not really," Jazz answered with a comfortable smile, though stole a quick glance over to the gate. The first since Blaster had arrived for the morning routine. The other mer wasn't awake yet last he saw, but he was shifting more. The medication had obviously long worn off by now, but Jazz still hoped they weren't in too much pain. 

But Blaster noticed and it prompted him to pause his checks to ask, "did he wake up last night?" 

"Kinda? He could have been talking in his sleep though." 

"Hm, there's a good chance he'll be up soon, then." 

Jazz's expression of his usual cheerfulness shifted, just slightly and if it had been anyone other than Blaster, they would have missed it. He flipped the clipboard over in his lap and rested his elbows against his crossed legs. 

"You're nervous," Blaster pointed out gently and gave Jazz an encouraging smile. "Is this about their injuries, or is this about making a friend?" 

The mer's face soured and he looked away. "I thought I wasn't supposed to ask." 

"That was about the gate, and I'm sorry about that." It was just the two of them on the pier, but Blaster still practised a surveying sweep of the area with what looked like stretching. Then with a lower voice, he continued, "The Vet Chief wanted to fully isolate them from you, to keep them in a transfer-crate, at least until the injuries had a low risk of reopening. I argued that it would put them under a lot of undue stress, and you because you knew the Mer was here. Which is part of why it took so long for–" 

"–and it's fine to say this now?" Jazz snapped and turned back to him with a small scowl. 

"Jazz, how many staff members were in your area yesterday? When we talked about the gate?" 

He paused, trying to recall. Blaster was with him and the group that went into the bay had five… seven? 

"There was thirteen, Jazz," he supplied, knowing that any answer coming would be incorrect. It was a lot of people, and with Blaster already known for making waves on the regular, the sudden addition had eyes and ears on him. That, and because he had fought so hard against the 'great idea' brought up in the first meeting after emergency treatment had ended. "You didn't even clock the vet on standby at the pier entrance." 

Jazz huffed and laid out flat, resting his chin on his crossed arms. Okay, so he wasn’t paying attention to who was around. "Then what is it about the gate? I get the bit about climbing the walls, but…" 

"That one is on me, I was – am – being overly cautious. Not of you, but of others misunderstanding your excitement or anxiety as aggression. And I know how persistent you can be when something catches your interest. But that's not the point, what is, is that if the team reports you showing signs of aggression, they'll… remove him." 

Now looking worried, Jazz glanced from Blaster to the gate. "But what if he shows aggression?" 

"We're expecting that, at least at first." Blaster wanted to reassure him, but there were still too many unknown variables. "Unknown place with an unfamiliar face, and likely limited communication. There is bound to be backlash." 

Jazz looked down with an expression of growing despair, before dropping his face against his arms. His words muffled, "so whether he stays or not depends on me being able to talk with him." 

Blaster reached out and placed his hand on the orca's shoulder. "Listen, buddy, this might be hard to hear. But let me explain, okay? … So far it looks like there are no issues and the current plan is to have him released once he recovers." As he feels Jazz tense, Blaster frowns in understanding and begins to rub his shoulder to comfort him. "There is only one reason that the aquarium wouldn't go through with it, and honestly, I don't want that to happen. It's all sorts of fucked up and would only make things worse– but I don't want you to distance yourself from him. I want you to try and befriend him." 

"… why," Jazz asked weakly, cursing him for telling him the truth – for reminding him of the truth – for breaking his small piece of hope of not being alone anymore. If he was going to be taken away, if he was just going to lose him no matter what, then it would hurt less if he just ignored him. 

All sorts of answers bounce around in Blaster's mind. From wishful thinking – because I want you to go with him. To long term goals – anything we could learn could help Mers everywhere. But he settled on as close to the truth as he could. "Because I'm trying to make sure that no matter what happens, it's the best result for both of you. But I can't do that if the two of you can't at least work together. So, I'm asking you to try." 

"Right," because he doesn't need to be kept here to survive… he just needs time to heal. Where I – "–right. Okay, I'll try… but where do I even start?" Jazz took a deep breath to compose himself before he lifted his head. 

"Well, why don't we see if sleepy-head is waking up? Maybe he'd like breakfast." Blaster offered, first with a reassuring smile, but then twisted it into something more mischievous. "And maybe you could find out if he's got a beautiful name, too." 

It took a second to realize what Blaster was getting at, and for the first time in his life Jazz felt bashful. "W-what are you talking about?" He hid it terribly. 

"He's beautiful~" he whispered dramatically, and Blaster learned that mers could in fact blush. 

— 

When Blaster left to get food for the wild mer, Jazz calmly made his way over to the view port. Only to be taken by surprise, he was looking directly at Jazz. Though, glaring, might be more accurate with how his face was pulled tight with focus and the sheer intensity of his stare. 

But otherwise, they were completely calm. Jazz wasn't sure if that was a good sign or bad. Yet, it didn't stop his nervous excitement from returning. He waved with one of his best smiles – one without teeth – and greeted him with a friendly, "hello!" 

What he got in return was a slightly more intense furrowing of their brow – irritation or confusion? 

"Oh! Sorry, habit." Jazz switched to mer. {Hi!} 

The tension didn't leave his face, but there was slight movement and, again, Jazz didn't know how to interpret that. But he did answer, {||၊|။||||•။၊|။|။|၊|။||၊၊၊|?} 

"Uh…" Yep, didn't understand any of that. 

Then the door opened on the edge behind them and Jazz for a moment thought that it would startle the wild mer. But they didn't even flinch. And while their eyes remained on him, Jazz was fairly sure now that they had been using their sonar to track the human's movement. 

"Are they still asleep?" Blaster asked, puzzled. 

"Nope, very much awake." He shifted lower to try and get more than the man's boots in his sight. 

"Ah…" He sounded uneasy and began to make small careful steps around the edge closer to Jazz while he spoke as calmly as possible. "Well, I'm going to keep talking, just so you don't think I'm trying to sneak up on you." 

When he reached the point where he was straight across from the wild mer, they lifted their head to turn their glare on the human. Blaster to his credit did not flinch, but he did freeze. "Whoa– that's – wow, t-that's quite the look." 

A series of slow clicks came from them, but their lips did not move. Jazz didn't think it was echo-speak, as it reminded him of his own searching clicks when he was trying to get a better picture. "Oh! I think he's trying to see what you have." 

The wild mer glanced to Jazz, becoming silent once more before looking back up at Blaster. 

"Fair enough, alright new buddy, I'm going to be real slow about it okay?" Back to narrating his actions calmly as he knelt down. Showing the long pole with a thin, blunt hook, "just an arm I don't mind losing if you decide that you don't like the breakfast I brought," and poured out the fish from the bucket. 

Still the wild mer glared, unblinking and watching every little movement. 

"Okay… I'm not sure what to make of this, so far everything has been nothing like previous encounters." 

"Ya, didn't you say he'd be freaking out?" 

"You got anything to calm or reassure our new buddy here that I ain't going to hurt him?" Blaster was doing his absolute best at trying to remain calm, but even his hands were starting to tremble under the pressure the wild mer was giving him. He wasn't even moving, just watching, but it felt like the human was being stalked. 

Honestly, Blaster was probably one bad move from being lunged at. Though, if that was the case, he had maybe one chance to get away. The hammock would throw him off on the first strike, the supports could probably take two or four hard thrashings before it snapped under the mer's strength. Injuries be damned, this mer was in peak physical condition. 

Jazz gave a small chirp to try and gain the other's attention, and failed, but continued with trying to talk. {It's okay, you're safe.} 

He was given a very tiny dip of his finial facing the gate – a tell that he had heard him? 

{You're safe,} Jazz repeated. 

The mer didn't look away, but he did at least respond. {•၊၊|•|၊|။။၊|။•|||။||||။၊|။•၊၊||၊|။||||။•၊|။•၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|။•} Though, far too fast for Jazz attempt to understand. 

"I'm hoping you two are talking about your favourite fish." Blaster joked to cover his nervousness. 

Jazz sighed and admitted the truth, "I haven't a clue to what they're talking about…" 

"Just let me know if I should run, kay?" He shifted slowly on his knees, trying to find a comfortable spot without making himself too vulnerable. 

But Jazz hadn't given up yet. {Hungry?} He tried instead. 

More chirps and clicking that didn't translate. 

{Hungry? Yes? No?} 

The heavy huff that came from them caused Blaster to flinch, but the mer finally focused on Jazz. There was clear irritation in their face now on top of glaring. And the damns broke, he started ranting at him loudly. 

"Hey, don't yell at me, I'm trying okay!?" Jazz glared back, not backing down. Though wasn't all that intimidating with him just having a little porthole to look through. 

"Jazz, buddy, please don't aggravate him." He, after all, was the one in the room with the wild mer. 

"He fuckn' started it!" 

Silence came quickly as the wild mer plunked his face into the soft floaty that had been his pillow. Blaster would have found it utterly hilarious if not fearing for his life currently. With another heavy and long huff, the wild mer looked back at Jazz, still glaring, but slightly less than before. {•|||။||||။၊|။•၊၊||၊|။? Yes? No?} 

Jazz blinked at him for a moment, depending on the question, no could be a yes. {No…?} He answered tentatively instead. 

{It's safe? Yes? No?} And he pointed his nose towards Blaster briefly, but clearly wasn't happy about it. 

{Yes!} Jazz nodded vigorously and smiled for extra encouragement. Out of all the staff, Blaster was safe, Jazz held some trust in the human after all. {[Blaster] safe.} 

"What about me?" 

"He asked if you're safe and I told him you were. Relax a bit or something to show him." 

Easier said than done. Blaster cursed, but did his best to ease the tension from his shoulders and smile a little. Even, daring to slowly lift a hand to wave. 

The mer did not seem convinced, but his glare lessened some more and looked over the human with more curiosity than before. 

{Hungry? Yes? No?} Jazz tried again. 

There was a long pause, but they sighed and answered. {… yes.} 

"Progress!" He cheered and then stuck his hand through the little window. "Blaster, hand me one of the fish. He's hungry, but I have a feeling that he'll trust you more if he sees me eat what you have." 

"Okay." He made sure that it was clear as possible what his intentions were. Taking a fish under the gills, Blaster looped the blunt hook in and out the mouth. Then, very slowly, began to feed the length of the pole towards Jazz's waiting hand. Once Jazz felt the tail touch his palm, he grabbed it and waited until Blaster twisted enough for the fish to slip free. Then the pole was just as slowly drawn back. 

The whole time the wild mer watching the exchange intensely. 

Jazz pulled the fish over to his side, chirped for the other's attention before he swallowed it whole. Smiling once more as he said, {safe.} 

Blaster had to admit, he was surprised when the mer shifted slightly in the hammock, and then cautiously held out his right hand. The glare never left, but this one felt like a threat, that if he messed this chance up, there would not be another. 

Though this was the first time Jazz had been able to see any of his injuries. The colourful tape-bandages almost covered every inch of his skin from his hand up to his bicep. It reminded him that just yesterday he had been mortally wounded. Which was probably a key reason the wild mer seemed so calm, they had only started to recover and every action was either painful or exhausting. Likely both.

Jazz watched closely as Blaster went through all the careful steps as he had with Jazz and held the fish out. The only difference, was that the human's grip was loose, just in case the wild mer decided to try and yank him into the water with it. But they didn't, doing exactly as they saw before, allowing Blaster to release the fish and retreat. The whole process was so slow that the wild mer's arm started to shake from being held out. 

But both Jazz and Blaster let out a breath of relief as there had been no backlash. 

He eyed the fish in his grip with a mild sneer before he swallowed it and then held out his shaky hand for another. It was clear that the pain was getting to him, but nothing in his expression showed weakness. 

The feeding got easier and quicker as Blaster relaxed a bit, not fearing that a normal pace would come off as threatening to the wild mer. 

When the shaking got bad enough, the mer rested his arm back in the hammock, but kept his eyes on the remaining fish. As if to convey he wasn't finished, just needed a break. Blaster was more than happy to comply and gave him a few praises, even if they didn't understand. 

"Hey," Jazz called gently, chirping for the other's attention. He waited until they looked his way, then pointed at himself. "Jazz," and then to the human, "Blaster," and back to himself once more, "Jazz," before pointing to the other mer with a questioning tilt of his head. He hoped it was clear what he was asking for. 

When the silence stretched on for a bit, the human also joined in. "Blaster," to himself and to his mer, "Jazz." 

There was a brief moment that Jazz could see that they were working over something, opening their mouth a few times before the sound of a sharp zip came out. "… 'tzz?" 

Jazz snorted, before breaking into a few chuckles. "Ya, missing the Ja, but you'll get there. I'm Jazz." He placed a hand over his heart. 

The gesture was reflected, {•၊||၊။} 

It was his turn to try and work out the sound in his head. Jazz tried the word out soundlessly on his tongue once. It was like a popping roll? {•၊||၊၊၊၊၊?} 

{•၊||၊။} they repeated, firmly correcting him. 

"Nice to meet ya, {•၊||၊၊၊၊၊}!" While the mer scowled at him for not even trying to fix his pronunciation, Jazz just smiled brightly.  

"So... what is his name?" Blaster asked for a translation, very interested in the development between them.  

Jazz laughed, "I have no idea." 

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Don't ask about my attempt to make sound-wave-like-text, it's gibberish, lol, and going forward only •၊||၊။ (Prowl) & •၊||၊၊၊၊၊ (Prowler) will be used until Jazz has a English (common?) name to attach an understanding to.

Keferon, I just wanted to say that every comment or tag you leave on the fic is like serotonin being injected into my veins. Every silly little image is like rolling down a grassy hill in the warm sun while I laugh with manic joy. When you add art, it's like an adrenaline shot to the heart that makes me want to run across the globe just to frantically wave hello with both hands, give you a hug and run back to get started on the next part.

And the next part will be Prowl joining Jazz in the main pool and Jazz learning just how fast he is, even while injured. >:)c

-GLC

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Me looking in my inbox and seeing that there's two peas in a po

Odjndgdjdkfhdkm PLEASE. Blaster is so nervous EVERYONE IS SO NERVOUS Ooohhhnooo he's gonna freak out and kill everything he can reach oh no we all know how all those wild stupid creatures are oh no watch out While Prowl is trying to blow their pancakes with mind

And I juswannasay I love it so much ehehejgknfbfkdn THE SOUND WAVE SPEACH? I LOVE THE LOOK OF IT EHEHEH

Always a big fan of creative ways of showing imaginary languages. This thing?? ||ll•|Il It looks hella stylish >:O

Aaannnndd I got excited and made some art hehe

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hi heres art so you pay attention to me now go read the tags

[dailygihun]

day 12 || underrated trio in my humble opinion (just lineart under the cut cuz im stuck on which to post)

[knockknockitsnickels]

I think this is one of my favorite lines from the Wraith route because of (imo) how much the meaning changes depending on if you got there via Spectre or Nightmare. For Spectre, it honestly strikes me as a genuine question. Why are you doing this to her? If you're on the Spectre route, you presumably already know the Narrator can't really be trusted, since you had to reject his reward to get here. What are you hoping to gain from continuing to hurt her? For Nightmare, it honestly just makes me sad. As the Shifting Mound describes her, "She desires only companionship, but the only thing she knows is how to hurt." This line feels like a plea from someone who genuinely doesn't understand why you keep rejecting her. She wants to be with you, but she just can't understand how to do that in a way which doesn't hurt you.

[soundleer]

ooough jebin me beloved <3

[xxplastic-cubexx]

if i said i picked up this issue for anything but drunk erik i fear i'd be lying

(Wolverine (2020) #3)

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no contact au comic bc now im invested in it. a LOT more thoughts in the tags. also proship kys this isnt for you

first post about it

[flyingbuddiies]

i hope taco permadies in the finale. i hope she’s a victim of circumstance. i hope she dies convincing herself its for the better. that it’s her final punishment. that there was no other ending than this. that if her attempts to apologize for all the hurt she’s done didn’t work, she’s fully irredeemable. that there is no other fate best-suited for her other than death, and that in life there is no further point for her. i hope she dies believing she deserves it.

i hope she never gets the chance to tell microphone she loves her. i hope microphone is eternally left in the dark. i hope she never discovers the true extent of tacos remorse. her guilt. i hope she is left in silence to only ponder about how taco felt, hoping and praying that she meant anything to her. even a tiny bit. clinging onto any fraction of hope that taco could possibly feel the same way she does.

i hope microphone never finds out she’s dead. i hope she is led to believe that taco moved on from her. that she never meant anything to her. that she wasn’t enough again.

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this was meant to be a silly concept sketch that got mildly overproduced for the sake of putting some concepts on paper

it's still fun to make so i'll take it though

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[kickedin17]

There's something about blurryface (album) that's kind of like. Sticky. In the way that your skin is sticky when it's summer and it's past midnight and you have the window open to try to sleep but it's still too warm. Or, sticky, in the way that your hands are clammy when it's drop dead winter and you're driving around someone else's suburb, looking down the weird little leftover alleys between houses and wondering if something's going to be standing there looking back at you. And you are profoundly lonely. And you walk to a gas station, it's september maybe, and everything smells like spilled gasoline and stale cigarette smoke and there's brightly colored trash in all the gutters and all the neon signs glare off the asphalt, and when you go into the convenience store the single employee looks at you like maybe there's something weird about you, but you don't know what it is. Too quiet, maybe. Something wrong with your face. You don't smile enough. You don't want to be smiled at. It's dark all the time. But it's also springtime and the sky is pink and everything feels fleshy and delicate and rabbit-esque (tiny little heartbeats bursting everywhere), and you pick the first dandelion you see growing through the sidewalk cracks and it gets sticky milk all over your fingers. And you are profoundly lonely. You're pretending things would be better if you lived in a city where it rained more often and you could feel the hum of passing train tracks under your feet, but the truth is you're going to be lonely everywhere you go because there's this sticky ugly hollowness in you that you can't wash off no matter how hard you scrub. And maybe it would be better if you drove back home and closed the window and never left your house again and let all the lightbulbs die because something about the dark hurts less. You're running from something. What is it? Why can't you ever quite catch your breath? Why are you so sure this all has to end badly? You grew up but haven't yet learned how to grow out of anything. It's dark all the time here. Your face isn't the right one but there are no other faces. Your skin is sticky and you can't sleep. You are profoundly lonely.