#it would be so sad for your boyfriend/girlfriend/whatever to forget about you because of an accident

[undertale-writing-times]

Mutt and his s/o fic?

'dont push me away again'

Of course :D though uh with Mutt... I feel like I need to say this.

I don't know mental stuff very well, and I don't claim to. I write Mutt in the way that I want to write for them. I don't follow anything like that, and I give them what I think is best.

So, they aren't to like make fun of anyone, or anything! They're just a cute character and one of my favorites to write.

When Mutt first woke up, they didn't remember a lot of the things that happened in the past. There were things that their brother told them that they didn't need to know about, and it might have been best for them to not know about it. He says that the past was just that, the past, and trying to unlock it would have been stupid on Mutt's part.

So, Mutt never tried to ask too many questions. Mostly just their name, and who this guy was. Lord told them that he was their brother and that their name was Mutt. Mutt wasn't allowed outside of the house for a while after that because they needed to heal. Something that Mutt agreed with, their head hurt a lot.

Sometimes they felt their head and felt the crack and little hole. Lord always told them to not touch it because that would get the crack worse.

Luckily they had a hood that they could wear! One of the few times that they were allowed to leave the house, they could feel so many people looking at them, some of them were snickering or laughing.

Then there was another person. They ran over, calling Mutt Alpha and hugging them "I'm so happy you're back! What happened?" Mutt panicked, and pushed them away from them, knocking them back against the grass and they ran back to the house.

Their brother came back a little while afterward. Lord didn't speak, just made Mutt food, and they sat together, eating.

Mutt was a little... confused. Who was Alpha?

After that, Mutt started to go out sometimes. All of the time with their brother and sometimes they would wander away which is why they started to need to wear the collar and leash. It was for 'safety' reasons their brother said.

Mutt didn't mind!

What they did mind, was the fact that the monsters would stare at them, and point laughing. Sometimes they would hear them say look how far he dropped, or something like that. Mutt didn't like that, just because they didn't get what they were saying... and they weren't a he! They were a they. They didn't drop anything, or fall? Mutt would sometimes ask their brother, and they would say “It doesn't matter. Ignore them” while lightly tugging the leash to get them to walk with him.

Oh, and whenever they saw that one monster that tried to hug them, they would avoid them by hiding behind something. Not very well but, you know, enough. Something in their chest, their soul most likely, told them that they should go to talk to them. Be with them, be near them but Mutt couldn't bring himself to do it. The idea of that, made them scared.

What in the world was wrong with them? Why was their body betraying them like this? Their soul wanted what it wanted, they figured? So, they decided to do something that Lord told them to never do.

They snuck out of the house while their brother was away doing royal guard things.

The reason that they weren't supposed to leave the house, was because their brother told them that their magic levels were still too low and some of the monsters would most likely try to kill them if they were away from Lord, and went out.

Mutt knew that this was dangerous but they needed to see that monster.

Something happened just as they thought it would. Two monsters came around, and they felt panic settling into their body, enough that they couldn't even hear what the monsters were saying. something about how the 'past royal leader was such a weakling now' or... something like that?

Mutt had magic, they should be able to use it! Every time they tried to use their magic though, they would feel it spark and their body would start to hurt. Their head felt like it was breaking and slowly tears started to fall from their eyes. "L...Leave me alone" he takes a step backward from them, losing his balance on a tree branch, falling back onto the floor with a thud.

The two monsters laugh. "Wow! And you used to call your brother a waste of LV" one said, which caused the other to snort with laughter.

They never said that.

They would never say that.

...Right?

What did they do before their accident? What even... who were they?

Before they could tell what was happening, the two monsters were gone, and replacing them was the one that they pushed away before. What happened? Where did the other two go? Mutt looks around quickly, then saw a hand in front of him, making him flinch away.

"Don't push me away again" The voice says.

Mutt slowly lifts their head, looking up at them, seeing them holding out their hand, a small frown on their face. They reach up, taking their hand into their own and they help pull Mutt up "Come on, let's get you back to your house" they put their arm around Mutt's waist, starting to walk.

Mutt leaned into them, looking at them out of the corner of their eyes. Who were they to them? They must mean... something to them, right? Their mind rushed with different thoughts. It made them a little dizzy... all of this made them dizzy. Were they going to pass out? They reach up, putting their hand over their mouth feeling them squeeze them gently. They figured they would be fine... this might be a little fun!

Lord was going to be sooo mad at them most likely for leaving the house without telling him first...

[babyleostuff]

calling them your boyfriend when you’re married | ot13

[ ☁️] when you call them your husband version

warnings: generally gn!reader, but mention of "wife" and "girlfriend" with minghao

𝜗𝜚 choi seungcheol

just… don’t do this. he would get offended as hell, probably would give you a whole ass silent treatment, being extra pissy and mean, like - HE’S YOUR HUSBAND, HE DIDN’T MARRY YOU FOR YOU TO GO AROUND AND CALL HIM YOUR BOYFRIEND!!! i mean, he kind of gets it that you said it as a joke to tease him, but it doesn’t make it any funnier for cheol, he’s like a lil puppy anytime you call him your husband, so don’t use the b-word around him, please. you’d really have to give him lots and lots of kisses and pouts for him to forgive you.

𝜗𝜚 yoon jeonghan

for some reason turns into a mum, and scolds you? “yah, i’m not your boyfriend anymore, why are you calling me that?” like, jeonghan would give you a whole ass lecture on why he does not want to be called “boyfriend”, and why you should only use the term “husband". he’d be extra petty too, if you asked him to help you with something he’d be like: “oh, so now you need your boyfriend’s help, hm?” and he would not let this go quickly, he’d make your life extra harder that day because he. is. not. your. boyfriend.

𝜗𝜚 joshua hong

takes this very personally because he's the epitome of husband material, and he didn’t marry you to be called “boyfriend” again??? he’d turn his sassy shua mode on, and become a whole ass drama queen because he does not want to be called the b-word - he’s literally right there, in his husband glory, ring on his ring finger with your wedding date engraved underneath, so why is he being called “boyfriend”, hm? so don’t expect shua to be all lovey dovey for the day, he’ll need some pampering to forgive you for the outrageous act of calling him your boyfriend.

𝜗𝜚 wen junhui

pookie is sad, don’t calm him “boyfriend”, please? jun wouldn’t be overly emotional over not being called “husband” a few times, it’s not like it would be the end of the world, but at the same time whenever you call him your boyfriend he feels a weak pang in his chest, almost as if his body physically reacts to the lack of “husband”. he would stare at you trying to convey his dear request of: “baby, i’m your husband, remember??? please call me husband???” the word husband coming form you is just very reassuring, and it makes him feel very loved. 

𝜗𝜚 kwon soonyoung

so so offended, WHAT DO YOU MEAN BOYFRIEND??? OH YEAH, SO THE RING ON YOUR FINGER IS WHAT??? JUST AN ACCESSORY??? AND THE WEDDING WAS JUST FOR FUN??? does not take the whole “boyfriend” calling lightly, being a husband is very serious for soonyoung AND HE WILL NOT TOLERATE THE B-WORD. Why would you even think of calling him your boyfriend, like we went from “boyfriend” to “fiance” to “husband” for a reason, SO LET’S NOT FORGET HOSHI’S YOUR HUBBY NOW!!!

𝜗𝜚 jeon wonwoo

at first he’s really taken aback because what do you mean “boyfriend”, you always refer to him as your husband ever since you got married (because duh - you’re married). would just kind of stare at you in confusion with question marks above his head, trying to figure out if you were actually talking about him, and why the hell you just called him your boyfriend. didn’t realise until a bit later how hurt ? he felt when he figured you were seriously talking about him, which was so weird because he used to love when you called him your boyfriend in the past, so what changed? (marriage happened you simp, he just adores it when you call him your husband).

𝜗𝜚 lee jihoon

would just roll his eyes, because he’s not the one to fall for your jokes. he knows that there is no way you’d call him anything but your husband if it wasn’t for a prank, so you wouldn’t get a big reaction out of jihoon. would just give you head pats and nod his head saying “whatever you want baby”. BUT, deep inside he’s crying. being your husband is one of woozi's biggest blessings, so hearing the word “boyfriend” when you are in fact married is a bit of a no no.

𝜗𝜚 lee seokmin

don’t call him boyfriend??? don’t break his heart??? why would you do this??? would immediately assume you’re unhappy in your marriage because why is he suddenly reduced to “boyfriend”? seokmin would stare at you with big (and sad) puppy eyes until you wouldn’t have explained why you used the forbidden b-word, because there is no way he would move on from that without hearing a proper explanation (and a proper apology). he just really really loves being your husband and being called “husband” - there’s just something magical about it, he loves hearing that word from you.

𝜗𝜚 kim mingyu

at first he wouldn’t pay much attention, because he’s not “boyfriend” anymore - he’s “husband” *cue in a proud mingoo smile*, so he thinks you’re talking about someone else? but then… WHO ARE YOU CALLING BOYFRIEND??? turns into a sulky and whiny mess, because “babyyyy, i’m your husband remember?” would follow you around and just whine, oh my god, it’d be so annoying you’d immediately regret calling him anything except “my dearest, loveliest, most precious husband” because how can a grown man sulk like that? over something you said as a joke. he would go on a whole ass rant about your engagement and the wedding to make a point i guess? as if he was trying to remind you that you’re in fact married.

𝜗𝜚 xu minghao

okay, then no more “wife” for you. would make sure to go around and tell everyone about his “girlfriend”, loud enough for you to hear. hao treasures his “husband” status very dearly, so when you suddenly start calling him your boyfriend he’s having none of that, thus will tease you right back, because he knows how you always go low-key crazy over him calling you his wife. your hubby is just so so petty he won’t forget this one quickly, and he’d want you to beg for him to stop, because as much as he wants to tease you back it truly breaks his hear hearing the b-word from you.

𝜗𝜚 boo seungkwan

would throw a tantrum because he’s dramatic like that. he takes his role as your husband very seriously, so you calling him “boyfriend”? not happening. the second seungkwan hears the b-word that he used to love so much (now he hates it because HE’S YOUR HUSBAND) he gives you the silent treatment in the pettiest way possible, which is funny because his clingy nature doesn not allow for him to ignore people, especially not you. and when he sees you struggling with unscrewing the cap from the water bottle he literally has to walk out of the room and lock himself in the bathroom so he wouldn’t walk up to you and help you. 

𝜗𝜚 vernon chwe

it’s not that he doesn’t care, because he does, but at the same time he’s fairly fine with anything you call him as long as you put “mine (insert name)” before it. of course he loves it when you refer to him as your husband, but he wouldn’t throw a tantrum just because you called him “boyfriend” once or twice. as i said, as long as you call him “yours” it’s all good (it makes him shy as hell, and him blushing is guaranteed, but it’s such a nice, silent way of saying how much you love him).

𝜗𝜚 lee chan

sad, sad, sad. don’t break his heart like that - “what do you mean boyfriend?” he wouldn’t outwardly mention how sad he got over you calling him your boyfriend instead of husband, but ohmygod it’d be so visible, chan would look like a puppy who was just denied a treat, it’d be so so adorable if not for the heartbreaking pout. there’s just something about you calling him your husband, and hearing those words coming from your mouth that always make him so happy that suddenly hearing “boyfriend” would be so upsetting.

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[yok00k]

truth or dare

pairing: hellokittylover/coquette!oc x boxer!jk

genre: angst, fluff

‧₊˚🎧⊹♡— are you playing? truth or dare

synopsis: rumor has it that jungkook is entertaining other girl(s)

word count: 3.3k

warnings: angsty, oc got: attachment issues, daddy issues [like the author], etc. oc is also kinda dumb (and broken) but she’s figuring shit out, lowkey she’s that bitch, jealous!oc, side characters were kinda introduced, mention of jk making out w/ another girl, jk’s character is complex: one sec he’s a playboy and another sec he’s down bad for oc?, open ending, unedited

a/n: this took place when jk and oc were in 2 month situationship and still getting to know one another! so their boundary wasn’t clear..

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Everything seems to be a dream as soon as you wake up on another glorious day.

you’ve never felt so energized like this before. it’s a little strange to say but, you even feel like you’ve been reborn for some unknown reason. maybe today is going to be a good day for you.

well let’s see.. you’re off from work plus you basically got nothing to do other than clean your room a little for a little bit and to just chill around!

one of the first things you do as soon as you wake up is stare at your phone, particularly to see if jungkook has sent you a message yet as he always never fails to not. a simple yet sweet “good morning pretty :)” and “did my baby girl sleep well?” can add a bright color to your day. it shows that he cares and that he’s thinking about you too.

the anticipated message from your comfort person unexpectedly did not pop out in your notification. it kind of threw you off. jungkook never misses sending you at least one message, precisely at 8:30 every morning. even in the mornings where he had a boxing match the night before. today is indeed such a strange day.

you’re in no position to be sad just because he didn’t message you. in fact, you’re not, you’re just surprised, or so you think. at the same time, you shouldn’t be in shock owing to the fact that there’s no label between you and jungkook. indeed there’s something going on with you and him, whatever that would be except for being girlfriend and boyfriend.

you often ask yourself where you two stand. for you, it’s indistinct to identify what you are to him. all you know is that he is someone special to you. jungkook makes you feel like you’re the prettiest girl in the whole universe every time he’s around you. it’s the way he articulates his words when speaking to you. you can’t explain it.

you’re more than aware that you’re growing emotional attachment to him. getting used to his affection and now that you didn’t receive a message from him to start off your day, it dismays you. although you’re not sure if there's a hidden motive beyond those gut feeling, you choose to ignore it and start typing on your keyboard.

good morning my ggukie!!

r u free today?? kinda wanna hang out with you >o<

delivered | 9:01 am

since you didn’t establish any kind of plan that you’ll be doing today, you’re thinking of inviting him over. you have lots of things to show him, things you purchased when you went shopping with your best friend who also happens to lives next door, Yun-jin

speaking of her before you even forget, you have to call and ask her how her night went from clubbing last night. she initially invited and forced you to go. but your thousands of homeworks and seventy other things on your checklist didn’t permit you to go. partying is always fun, especially with her, but you have to stay focused on your priorities.

you find her inbox off your message app, the first thing you saw was her latest message from this morning

im aliveeeeeeebwwkwwjhskw

sent at 3:33 am

it made you chuckle lightly. she’s completely wasted. there’s no point of calling her as she’s probably still down. so, you decided to pull up to her apartment, bring a few painkillers with you. you’ll bet seven grand that her hangover is going to be so bad.

opening the door using the key she gave you, you spot her laying on the cream and fluffy rug in her cozy white themed living room. you quickly make your way towards her.

“yunny wake up” you said, gently rubbing her back. “i brought you some painkillers, take them quickly” handling her a couple of pain relievers.

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you’re currently searching for breakfast in her mini fridge, something yun-jin can eat so she’ll feel better. your poor friend is a complete mess as she lazily walks toward the counter in front of you.

“last night was so fun, you should’ve come,” she murmurs, hopping on the bar stool as she watches you cook her breakfast. “Jaeyun won’t stop asking me about you.”

oh you almost forget about him. Jaeyun is Yun-jin’s childhood friend who has a huge interest in you. well that’s what Yun-jin has told you, but you swore to her that you won’t tell him that you know. back in your senior year of high school, you mostly have the same classes as him. oftentimes you two hang out and study together in a local cafe. you enjoy his company a lot, but only as friends. just when you and Jungkook started talking, your friendship with Jaeyun unintentionally grew apart. you lowkey miss hanging out with him. anyways, you take a mental note to check up on him later.

yun-jin tells you more about what you’ve missed. most of them are about the hot guys that she encountered in the night club. that’s not new to you because she’s always out there looking out for hotties.

“oh i forgot to tell you, you remember Blythe? she’s wildin’ last night too” of course, how could you forget about the girl who spreads malicious rumors about you? you genuinely don’t know what’s up with her as she constantly talks shit about you though you never know her personally. to you, she’s just a friend of a friend and some type of hater. indeed, it’s a one- sided beef. she is also known for making out with multiple guys and god knows what at every party she’s in.

“my god, who was her target last night??” you interestedly asked. you and yun-jin have a silly habit of keeping track of her targets. you two soon discover that she goes for the basketball players and athletic guys in general.

“I don't think we’ve seen the guy in a club before but I’ve heard he does underground boxing.” she said as her eyes glanced to her left, trying to recollect her memory. Jungkook might be familiar with the mysterious man. he could be either in his circle or one of his opponents.

you just hum, you expected she’ll go for another basketball player. you guess she’s trying something new.

“but girl, let me tell you. the boxer guy looked so drunk and she was dry humping on him like a damn get a fucking room bro” she adds more details on the tea, while pretending to cry as she covers her eyes.

“wait was the guy totally intoxicated ?” you ask as cracking the eggs on the hot pan.

“No, he was still responding back to her, running his hands around her body and stuff.” you’re glad you didn’t see that yourself, or else you’ll cringe. your friend giving you a summary of how the night went is enough. still, it’s entertaining. for a while.

“let me see if she posted something on her IG” yun-jin utters, pulling out her phone from her pocket.

she taps on her screen multiple times, and finally she finds a story that the girl posted. “look, she posted this”

and with that, yun-jin faces the phone your way. you take a glance on her screen, showing you a low exposure photo of the girl sitting on the uknown guy’s lap. her face is showing while his face wasn't captured. the blurry image seems normal. until your eyes examine the familiar tatted arm that’s wrapped around the girl’s torso. you swear you’ve seen those tattoos before. it takes you a while to recognize the ink into the deep layer of their skin.

then it hits you— those not-so-foreign tattoos belong to jungkook, your jungkook.

oh. your heart suddenly drops.

your eyes lock with the phone screen surface longer than the usual, by which makes your friend frown.

“hey, what’s wrong?” Yun-jin concernedly ask

maybe that’s why he hasn’t texted you yet. maybe he slept wit—

“y/n? you ok?” your friend calls for you again, interrupting your thoughts, though they didn’t fully vanish.

shifting your eyes to her, you blink rapidly “yeah, i’m completely ok,” swallowing your lies away. you can feel your eyes watering, and you don't want your friend to see you break down.

after cooking her breakfast, you decided to head back. “I forgot that I have something to do, I’ll go now” you rapidly put your shoes on

‘she’s not eating this breakfast with me?’ Yun-jin thinks as she watches you leave her apartment.

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As soon as you get back to your apartment, you walk towards your bedroom. immediately, you throw yourself on the bed.

“I’m so stupid” you groan as you kick the baby pink multi layer bedsheets on your bed.

and once again, you can’t explain this bothersome feeling. anger? feeling betrayed? jealousy? sadness? all of the above?

you can’t understand. no, you’re trying to understand in the midst of confusion.

you really like him, you really do. and he says he likes you too. he even confessed his feelings to you first! since then, it was safe to assume that you two will establish a label soon. you were so sure of it, until now.

how.. how come he’s with another woman?

the more you think about, the more you feel the sting in your heart. the unpleasant emotion is spreading inside your system, it’s urging you to throw up. you find yourself removing dead skin out of your cuticle using your thumbnail, a habit which you only do to relieve anxiety.

you have so many questions that need to be answered. were the feelings he felt about you real? or was he just playing you? or did he just forget that you exist in his life last night? or did he just lose interest in you? these questions bring out your inner conflicts. so many questions you’re afraid to know the real answers of.

just before the skin next to your cuticle bleeds, your focus shifts to the triple loud ping coming from your phone. Of course, those messages belong to the one person who you least likely want to face right now.

morning pretty

sorry just woke up, having a severe hangover rn

still down to hang out? I can pull up a little later

sent at 11:59 am

his text confirms your suspicion, proving that he was drinking heavily last night. you can’t stand seeing him today. you will just cancel your initial plan and make up some lame excuse.

nvm, we can just hang out another time.

no, erase that. you’ll avoid him from now on, there won’t be another time!

nvm, I feel sick. please don’t come over.

seen at 12:00 pm

my poor baby, i’ll take care of u

sent | 12:01 pm

no need, thanks tho

delivered | 12:01 pm

not being in the mood to keep talking to him, you send the last message before putting your phone on ‘do not disturb’ mode. leaving jungkook’s messages unseen

considering that your day has been ruined, you choose to shut down the world and take a long nap.

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on the other hand, jungkook definitely notices how cold you turned out to be. maybe it's the time of the month for you. thus, today his mission is to grab things you typically crave for: brown sugar milk tea, some sweet pastries from your favorite bakery shop, and finally, the icing to add on top, a bouquet of white roses.

jungkook usually pampers you with a bunch of food and affection. that’s why he pays attention and takes mental notes (or even notes on his phone) of tiny details about you. it satisfies him to see you all spoiled.

that’s the reason why he jumps out of his messy bed and initiates to get ready. starting off his usual morning routine by taking a cold shower. not much time after, he applies his skincare.

Jungkook hears loud chatters of two men talking from his living room as he walks out of his bedroom. he opens the door and perceives his hyungs chilling by his couch.

“yah jungkook, that chick you brought from last night was way out of control” Jimin complains as soon as jungkook enters the living room.

“yeah kook, kicking her out at 3 in the morning wasn’t a good idea. she’s loud as hell and I had to deal with one of your neighbors' complaints again” Taehyung, who was their designated driver, added annoyingly.

“whose chick?” jungkook confusedly asks.

“yours” both of his hyungs exclaim in unison, which the youngest responds with a shrug.

to be honest, Jungkook doesn’t remember shit from last night. he can recollect some memories, but not a whole bunch. drinks. yes, he drank a lot. there was this girl he randomly made out with, however he can’t remember her name or what she looks like. not that she’s relevant to him anyways.

jungkook chooses to not care about the insignificance, he could spend his time better than that. and by the word better, he spends time thinking about you.

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the constant sound from your doorbell that’s been ringing for who-knows-how-long wakes you up from your wonderful nap.

you gently rubbing your eyes, then you tap the screen of your cellular to see the time; 3:59 pm.

shit, how long were you out for? no idea. you look at your window and see the raindrops rolling down the glass. it was just sunny before you drifted to sleep a few hours ago.

down below to your screen, you notice jungkook messages and a few missed calls from earlier and just now.

7 missed calls from 🐰

55 mins ago

I’ll stay for the night so I can take care of you

delivered | 12:03 pm

just grabbing few things for my baby and I’ll be there soon.

delivered | 12:30 pm

it’s raining heavily and now I’m stuck in traffic

delivered | 1:01 pm

I’m here!

delivered | 1:44 pm

baby? are you home? I'm here

delivered | 1:51 pm

don’t know where u at but I’ll be here waiting at your front door :(

delivered | 1:56 pm

after reading his texts, you rush to the door. there’s no way that man will wait for those hours outside your front doo-

indeed, he’s in front of your door, waiting for you to open up to him as he’s sitting on the ground. besides him, a couple of light brown paper bags, his backpack, and a bouquet of flowers are also laying on the cold cement.

“hi my pretty!” he cheerfully greeted you, rushing to get up from the ground. jungkook walks up to you with a smile full of relief and happiness as if he wasn’t wasting his time for two hours waiting for you right there.

you attempt to avoid his gaze, your eyes examine his black long sleeve that really fits him nice and is damp.

“come in, you should change your clothes.” you mutter coldy

it’s inevitable to not be concerned that he got wet from the rain. Even if you don’t wanna let him in, it will guilt you if he gets ill.

jungkook does what he was told, gathering all the stuff he brings with him and steps into your flat. he feels the strange coldness as soon as he lands his eyes on yours. something isn’t right. something is wrong with you.

He settles his things by your couch and changes into a new oversized t-shirt in front of you. after changing, he reaches for the paper bags to show you the things he got.

“look baby, I got you your favorite drink, some pastries, i know how much you lov-”

“thank you, but you shouldn’t have. I told you to not come” your stern voice cuts him off before he finishes his sentence. you’re trying to keep your cool. your tone is full of nothing but seriousness. not a hint of sweetness in them, which makes jungkook tilt his head on the side, confused by your odd attitude.

“but baby, I just wanted to be here to take care of you.” he insists. by all means, he won’t listen to what you say.

“I hate when you do this” you sigh

“did i do something wrong? are you mad at me?” he attempts to reach you, but you’re too quick to avoid his touch. “tell me what’s wrong baby, please” Jungkook added once more. he doesn’t understand why you avoid him.

“do you treat your other girls like this too?” you ask, eyes shooting lasers at his. an anger rushes through you as the thoughts of him spoiling girls other than you.

“my pretty, what are you talking about?” Jungkook furrows his eyebrows, looking down closely to you. where are you getting these notions from?

“my friend saw you last night”

it took him a couple seconds to remember

“listen to me baby, whoever I was with, she meant nothing” Jungkook defends himself quickly, reaching for your hand, trying to reassure you that she’s insignificant.

it’s not working.

“I just wish you could’ve told me we weren’t exclusive.” you said wipe a tear from your upper cheek before it could roll down further.

“or maybe I was just dumb to assume we were since you initially told me you liked me, I'm sorry, I don’t really know how this whole thing works” you dryly chuckle, honestly admitting to him that you’ve never been in this type of complicated situation before. now you feel like a fool, getting mad at him for something you can’t hold against him.

jungkook shakes his head, reaching for you one more time, placing his gentle on the side of your face, caressing it. you did nothing as you stood still.

“no, i’m sorry if I hurt your feelings. I do like you. I still do and that won’t change. I was just so drunk last night and could barely remember what happened. I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”

but somewhere deep down is telling you that he’s only sorry because he got caught.

“you’re free to do whatever you want, Jungkook. I don’t think we’re on the same page so it will be best if we don’t see each other anymore” you articulate as best as you could.

you don’t want to let him go, due to the fact that you’re growing so much feelings towards him. it’s almost as if you’re enamored. but that’s also the same reason why you must let him go. you must, or you’ll get hurt deeper.

“y/n, please don’t say that”

“No, you know how much I like you. you know how much I value you. yet in return, I feel like I’m just a plaything to you that you can play with whenever you want.”

“that’s not true baby, you know that” Jungkook protests, shaking his head. the main problem is you don't. you absolutely have no idea of his motives for pursuing you. is he doing it because he's falling for you too? or he's just playing one of those games. those dangerous games you won't involve yourself with.

he’s looking for words to proves you that his feelings were genuine, but fails to. maybe because he never knows how to show his real feelings. or maybe he was never genuine to start with.

"I'm not one of your playthings. so just— ” you pause, shifting your eyes on the ground. “go away"

Jungkook locks his gaze to you, hoping you will look back at him and take back what you said. but he can read you face and make it seem like he’s not welcome there anymore.

without any words, he leaves, leaving you accompanied with melancholy.

series m.list

[mcrslover]

MCR quotes for anyone who needs them:

"Kids would say they were going to kill themselves then they heard our music... it's our mission"

- Mikey Way.

...

"Reasons why mcr is good for you

juradsleigh:

Feeling like a rad vampire? Listen to bullets

Feeling angry? Listen to 3 cheers

Feeling sad? Listen to black parade

Feeling colourful and happy? Listen to danger days

Feeling like breaking up your band? Listen to death never stop you"

...

"This is for every kid out there... That dyed their hair a fucked up colour and can't get a job. They got a tattoo on their neck like Frank, and can't get a job. That does this because they fuckin' love this. This song is for every kid in the audience- even if you don't have fucked up hair or tattoos-every kid on stage, this song's about us, this song's about you, it's called The Kids From Yesterday."

- Gerard Way.

...

"Stop covering your children's eyes.

Everything is fucked up and pretending it's not won't make it any better. I'm tired of people praying for a change when it's up to them to get off their asses and make a change."

- Frank Iero.

...

"I spent most of my time in the back of the class, just drawing. My goal was to not get noticed in school, because spent so long not being noticed anyway or being treated as if I were invisible that I started to like it.

I've learned that it's actually not very lonely... It's like, you have less friends but the friends you have count more. I met a lot of people that weren't outsiders, or they were very popular, and they have a lot of friends but I don't know if they're the kinds of friends you would call up at 3 am to help you out or talk about being depressed."

- Gerard Way.

...

"Promise me, when MCR's gone, you'll do what it takes to survive. You're strong enough to do it without us."

- Gerard Way.

...

"All your quirks and all your problems, even your depressions, and your failures that's.. that's what makes you, you."

- Gerard Way.

...

"If you or someone you know is severely depressed you need to fucking talk to someone! Your mom, someone in school, I don't give a fuck! Because suicide is fucking bullshit."

- Gerard Way.

...

"Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections."

- Gerard Way.

...

"Nothing is worth hurting yourself over, nothing is worth taking your life over"

- Gerard Way.

...

"If we never play another show again, just keep yourself alive."

- Gerard Way.

...

"We're outsiders, we're the kids who didn't get dates for the prom, we're the kids who were confused, who didn't fit in with the cliques, who weren't part of the in-crowd.

Growing up can be a very frightening and confusing time, and I think people look at us and see it's okay to be different. They see that there is a way other than what they're being offered. That you can stand out, that you can be creative, that you can be yourself."

- Gerard Way.

...

"gerard-hey:

I love MCR so much it's like they have a song for every situation. Feeling sad? Listen to The Lights Behind Your Eyes. Feeling frustrated? Listen to I'm Not Okay. Feeling Energetic? Listen to Na Na Na. Feeling like you wanna kick some ass? Listen to Destroya.

Feeling rebellious? Listen to Teenagers. Feel like you wanna break up your band? Listen to Fake Your Death."

...

"The difference we want to make is, number one, to let these kids know that they're not alone, that they're actually not that messed up, and that they can do whatever they want they can express themselves in any way they want without being persecuted or called a faggot or some kind of racist thing. Really just get people to get over their stuff so they can live."

- Gerard Way.

...

"Whatever happens to you, no matter what, l'm always fucking there for you... Don't forget that. I don't give a shit if your boyfriend dumps you. If your girlfriend dumps you. If you're working a shitty job or can't get through school. If you can't get through a fucking Harry Potter book, there's nothing worth dying over. There's nothing worth taking your life over. I will always fucking be there."

- Gerard Way.

...

"If you come to an MCR show, you're probably a little fucked up, and that's okay because we're just as fucked up as you. It's us against the world. And it's great because there's thousands of us in one place."

- Gerard Way.

...

"Someone doesn't like you? Fuck it.

Having a bad day? Fuck it. Didn't get that job, or that grade, or that promotion you wanted? Fuck it. Fighting with your lover? Fuck it. Feel fat today? Fuck it. Losing control of everything and everyone? Fuck it.

What matters now won't matter soon; the truly important thing is that you are alive, and that you have the capacity to do absolutely anything with this beautiful, crazy coincidence of being on this earth. Just stick your middle fingers in the air and think, 'Damn, I have it good."

- Gerard Way.

...

"You're going to come across a lot of shitty bands, and a lot of shitty people. And if anyone of those people call your names because of what you look like, or bedause they don't accept you for who you are. I want you to look right at that mother fucker, stick up your middle finger and scream

"FUCK YOU!!"

- Gerard Way.

...

"Real revenge is making something of yourself."

- Gerard Way.

❤️🖤❤️🖤

[citrustan]

i see u are taking drabble requests!! could i very gently very nicely ask to plz have a yoongi x reader drabble? it can be angsty fluffy or smutty i just rlly miss yoongi, aaand thank u in advance!!

thanks! i will choose all three (barely-there smut bec i just need to get comfortable w it through practice)

love-daze (myg)

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: unrequited love?, friends to ?

warnings: methinks this can be considered infidelity but not really?? as for the characters, all's open to interpretation. :p unedited. this is raw raw ok.

"Should I stop?" You whisper, unwrapping your arms from around him.

After a few beats, still zoned-out, Yoongi moans in disapproval, "No, keep going, this is fine."

He adjusts you on his lap and tilts his head back.

Still unsure, you go back to placing soft kisses all over his neck. Desperate to make Yoongi happy, you put a little more energy into it as you begin to gently grind on him.

Occasional whimpers and sighs float around the cold room. While that would seem to be enough to send you over the moon, it doesn't seem to help you this time.

"Yoongi..." You tiredly sigh.

You want to make Yoongi feel good, but at this point, you know he's too distracted.

Thinking of her.

And you find that unfair. He was the one who called you after all. Because he knew you'd always be around. Only for him.

You were never shy about your feelings for Yoongi, so when you couldn't get him to reciprocate romantically, you figured you'd give it a shot anyway and offered yourself for him to use whenever he wanted, for whatever he wanted.

Yoongi was intrigued.

He seemingly never did end up needing you though.

Until now.

Two hours ago, Yoongi came over to tell you how his girlfriend had turned down his marriage proposal a few days ago.

One hour ago, you tried to talk him into giving her more space.

Thirty minutes ago, he ended up calling her anyway, which in turn made her distance herself even more, telling him to not call her again.

And now, Yoongi has you naked, on his lap, trying to make himself forget about everything--- his girlfriend, her rejection, his humiliation, their sadness... just all of it.

Yoongi wanted to hurt her, too. His own pleasure is just a bonus. He knew that if she ever caught wind of you and him, it'd destroy her.

For some reason unknown to Yoongi (and you), Sera always had been insecure about you. Not that Yoongi gave her any reason to be, even offering to seize all contact with you.

You had cried for days when you accidentally heard about it through one of your mutuals. Yet, you understood, and continued to love him silently while distancing yourself from the couple.

Yes, you loved him but you would never try to steal his happiness away or break up a relationship.

Both Sera and Yoongi noticed the lack of your presence in their lives.

During that short period, she also observed how Yoongi seemed moodier and a little more disengaged in general.

For a while, Sera thought she might've just been a masochist or something because what other reason did she have to refuse Yoongi's offer?

She felt guilty because she didn't want to be the kind of woman who stopped her faithful boyfriend from having friends. She felt guilty because she had always known about your interest in him but had decided to pursue him anyway.

She felt guilty when she saw the look on your face when she was first introduced as Yoongi's girlfriend. She remembers how defeated and sad you were. One would expect jealousy, or anger, or even hatred, but you were always cordial with her.

She felt guilty when he asked her her hand in marriage because it came out of nowhere, and she knew it was Yoongi's attempt to salvage what was left of them.

It's probably karma, she thinks. Sera felt like an intruder in your lives even though she was the girlfriend. Even though Yoongi never really looked at you in a way she would be worried about, she just... felt something.

Which is why Sera isn't surprised to see Yoongi at your place now. She saw it on your Instagram story, but it was deleted almost immediately.

She doesn't know why Yoongi never let you in, and selfishly hadn't cared.

All she could do now was watch the man she loves be with someone else. As you had done.

Yoongi finally looks you in the eye, expectantly, brows somewhat raised.

Again, you ask, "Are you really, really sure you want this?"

Yoongi sees the loving look on your face and his breath hitches. You didn't deserve this.

The long pause answered all your questions.

You don't know why you're disappointed, you had offered yourself to him. It was your choice.

Sadly, giving him a tight-lipped smile, you sigh.

Before you could speak, he tilts your head towards his own, making your foreheads touch.

You gulp, afraid of what he might say.

With a shaky voice, he rubs his thumb on your cheek, "I'm sorry." - "For what?"

"_____, you deserve to be treated with respect. And, I'm sorry I failed to."

"Yoongi... I'm not offended... I told you, I'm okay with this." You pout, confused.

"Exactly. You shouldn't be. I won't take advantage of you like this." Yoongi is stern. Mostly speaking to himself.

But you don't care, "What if I want to be taken advantage of?"

"_____..." He's breathless.

"Yoonie... I can feel you. I want to be used. I want you so bad. I always have." You resume grinding on him, "You want me so bad. I know you care about me, Yoonie."

He firmly places his hands on your waist. You expect him to grab your cute butt, but instead, he holds you in place, "_____. Not like this. We're too... vulnerable. This is new. Let's not rush into anything."

At that, you instantly snap out of your love-daze.

What did he mean by 'this'? Let's not rush into 'anything'?

Your face was expressive, making him smile a little. You then lift yourself off of him.

Yoongi's forcing himself not to ogle your tits or the string of your sticky wetness detaching from his trousers as you moved to sit next to him.

The two of you have a lot to heal through.

Yoongi stood up from your couch to retrieve your crocheted throw which he then uses to swaddle you. You stare up at him with big eyes as he wrapped the material around you, making him playfully scoff.

Yoongi kneels in front of you, "I don't know how to thank you for being there for me, _____." He has a solemn face.

Meekly, you suggest, "We can just... talk if you'd like."

Placing a hand atop your own, he softly smiles, "I'd love that, _____."

note: ok like ack-chu-ally idk what this turned into i just wanted to write like a 100 word thing about reader patiently waiting for yoongi to realise his feelings for her

But I Just Couldn't STop going on and im curious to see the response to this because I think I hate it kinda

[empyreva]

Pretty Girl

Summary: Carmy's girlfriend finds herself in a bit of a self-loathing spiral, so he makes sure she knows just how pretty he thinks she is.

Pairing: Carmy Berzatto x Reader

Word count: 3.3k

Warnings: Established relationship, AFAB!Reader (female nicknames used), smut, P in V, oral sex, some dom/sub elements, Carmy is downright offended you think that you're not pretty

A/N: Hey this is my first time writing fanfics in like 2 years so please be patient as I try to get back into the groove of things!! Warning for probably weird pacing...Minors DNI!!

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

Your whisper caught Carmy off guard--his eyes which were once glued to the TV screen darting over to stare at you. 

"What?" 

You bit into your bottom lip for a second, avoiding his gaze by training them on the news reporter who was frantically pointing at some accident that happened 4 hours ago. It was a stupid question. Honestly, you don't know what prompted you to say it, but it had been stuck in your throat for the past 30 minutes and you just couldn't take the burn anymore.

"I said," you cocked your head to look at him, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Wh-Of course I think you're pretty," Carmy remarked in astonishment, seemingly offended by the question. "The fuck you mean 'do you think I'm pretty?' Of course, I think you're pretty--You're fucking gorgeous for Christ's sake!"

You sink further into the sheets, not bothering to respond to Carmy despite the way his blue eyes pierced into you like ice-cold daggers. He hates me. Why am I like this? The journey beneath the covers only stopped when you were shrouded in the darkness...Only vaguely able to make out the shape of Carmy's bare ribs. They rose and fell rhythmically, and you tried to just pretend to not hear whatever Carmy was babbling on about. But as you began to let your eyes flutter shut, the sheets were ripped off from over your head.

"I was talking to you, princess. What's wrong?"

You peered up at your boyfriend, suddenly aware of the tears pooling in your eyes once they dripped down your cheek. Then, the drip became a flood as you lunged forward to wrap your arms around a very confused Carmen. His arms instinctively found their way around your sides as he shifted you to straddle him, nose buried in your hair as you wailed about how you think you're getting fatter and that the new girl at work is always so effortlessly pretty and how you never see Carmy anymore and-

"Woah woah, slow down, baby." Carmy pulled back to let you wipe away your tears, your whole body shaking with every sob you tried to hold in. His heart was breaking into a million pieces just looking at the sad, pathetic state of you. Rarely, you were the one to break down--always so level-headed and calm against the storm of Carmen's internal torments. It stressed him, but he knew he had to be there for you like you always were for him.

“‘m sorry, Carmy. So, so sorry. ‘m such a fucking baby,” you hiccuped, swatting his hands so you could wipe away your snot and tears without his help. “Y-you w-work so hard every f-fucking day and y-you look so h-handsome all the time and e-every girl wants you. Why should I-I complain? Just forget it.”

“Stop that—stop it. The fuck you mean ‘just forget it’, princess? ‘m not gonna jus’ let you cry your little heart out t’me and ‘forget’ it,” Carmy frowned, rubbing circles into your arms as he held you from a distance. “Deep breaths, baby, c’mon, you can do it. What-what do you need? What do you want?”

You sniffled for a few seconds, staring down at Carmy's lap blankly as you tried to think of what you wanted. What did you want out of this little tantrum? Words of affirmation? A hug? A fucking medal for being the most sensitive girl in the world? Nothing sounded like a good answer at the moment because none of them would actually make you feel better. What's just one thing to make you feel better?

"You. I want you," the words slipped off your tongue faster than you could process. Freezing in place, you could practically hear the gears churning inside Carmy's head. He wasn't one to deal with emotions properly, never mind his girlfriend's jump from fine to self-loathing and crying, to suddenly wanting to fuck him. Nevertheless, he would serve the world on a silver platter if you ever so asked him to. 

"Well, then...Let me show you how pretty I think you are, alright? Can you do that for me, princess?" 

Carmy pressed a kiss to your forehead as you gave a weak nod, his lips curling into a smile. Instead of tossing you down roughly and getting to work, he drew you closer in his embrace, rocking back and forth until your shaky breaths became shallow and quiet. As he held you close, you could feel his heartbeat synchronize with yours, a sense of comfort and ease to soothe your frantic mind. At that moment, all you wanted was to feel loved and desired, to forget about the superficial pressures weighing heavily upon your shoulders. And then, without warning, Carmy's hand drifted lower, grazing the curve of your hip before trailing downwards towards your thigh. Your breath caught in your chest as his fingers traced lazy circles around your inner knee, sending chills down your spine.

With tender strokes, Carmy moved slowly upward, teasing the sensitive crease where leg met torso. You moaned softly, arching your hips against him in response. As he reached the waistband of your shorts, Carmy paused briefly, gazing intently into your eyes. There was a fierce intensity in his expression that left you breathless, captivating you entirely.

Without a word, Carmy slipped his hands under the elastic band of your shorts, sliding them down over your hips until they pooled around your knees. Moving up under the fabric of your (his) t-shirt, his fingers traced patterns along the smooth expanse of your stomach, his thumbs skimming the outsides of your pelvis bone. You gasped aloud, feeling a sudden surge of heat spreading rapidly throughout your core.

"Shh, it's ok, princess. I've got you," Carmy cooed, peppering your face with kisses. His lips brushed away the salty trails left behind by your tears, leaving not a single patch of skin untouched. "You are so beautiful, you don't even know it. D'you understand me?"

As Carmy continued to trail featherlight circles around the edges of your panties, you closed your eyes, surrendering fully to the sensations engulfing you--forehead pressing against his. Each touch seemed to amplify the previous one, building anticipation until you could barely stand it any longer. A whine escaped you, a needy, shrill cry for him to just fuck you already. But no, when he wanted to, your boyfriend could be overly in tune with his love-making. He needed to analyze everything and craft the perfect recipe for success, and now he knew you needed to feel his adoration. Carmy’s lips found their way to your neck, suckling gently while his hands roamed freely over your skin.

Finally, he whispered your name, his voice low and throaty. It was primal—laced with desires that could tip you over the edge if you thought about them for too long. You opened your eyes again to find Carmy gazing deeply into your soul, his eyes filled with an intense yearning that made your own heart skip a beat. You felt as though you could lose yourself completely in the depths of his irises.

And then, finally, Carmy pressed his mouth to yours in a searing kiss that left you dizzy and disoriented. His tongue snaked its way into your mouth with a familiar sense of direction. He knew every part of you, inside and out, like the back of his fucking hand. All thoughts fled from your mind as you succumbed wholly to the overwhelming emotions coursing through your body. This was what love truly felt like – intense, passionate, and utterly consuming.

His hands wandered up and down your thighs, kneading the flesh gently as if testing its resilience. The pulsing desire in your core came to a head with every press of his calloused fingers into your skin, and you needily began to try and grind into him--into something to relieve the urge. Carmy leaned forward, lips never leaving yours, leading you gently down to lay back flat against the mattress.

"God you look so fuckin’ beautiful, y'know that? Like a fuckin’ angel," he growled, his hand pressing down gently on your stomach, guiding himself down to the forbidden fruit he craved. The other hand was snaked around to hold the small of your back, holding you in place as he lowered himself between your thighs. With a flick of his wrist, he lifted one leg over his shoulder, placing a kiss on the inside of your knee before continuing his journey. A trail of wet, sloppy kisses drew gasps from your chest, fingers instinctively finding a home in his curls.

When Carmy finally reached your most sensitive spot, he lingered there for a long, torturous beat, relishing the way your muscles twitched in response. Soft kisses and kitten licks peppered your clit--the slick of your arousal sticking to his lips as he worked his way to your folds with gentle kisses. Then, with a sudden surge of energy, he plunged his tongue deep into your core, bathing you in a tidal wave of ecstasy. His biceps flexed as he hooked his arms around your thighs, forcing himself to be buried entirely within you. Dipping between your folds, his tongue lapped at your pussy with fervor before flicking against your clit until you cried out his name. 

It was messy, it was wet, it was fucking filthy. God the noises that man made as he ate you like he hadn't been fed in years--growling and moaning as he slurped at your pussy.

You cried out and writhed against the sheets, rolling your hips against his mouth and nose. God did that fucking nose does wonders against your clit—teasing you and beckoning you to just grind against it. And when he snarled into your pussy, it rubbed just right and rigid, like it was built just for you to use. Carmy's cock throbbed as you pulled and scratched at his scalp, each curl that was caught in your fist encouraging him to be even more depraved. His name was like a spell on your tongue—unable to muster up a single thought that wasn’t just him.

“Carmy—“ You cried out, back arching what seemed like a mile off the bed as your body was overtaken by pure bliss. The deep fire within your belly was washed away as you came against his tongue, happy tears of joy pricking at the corner of your eyes. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck—“ you whined and sobbed, bucking up and squirming your hips from side to side. But even as the pleasure began to wear off, Carmy kept going, overstimulating your poor little pussy even after you weakly pushed his head away. It was no use, whatever Carmen Berzatto wanted, he would get.

His eyes were trained on your wrecked face the entire time, watching your every move. The hand that was previously in his hair was now gripping his hand tightly, knuckles white as you gnawed on your other fist, whimpering and mewling between shakey "Please"s. It was like a fucking dream come true and he wished he could stay in this moment forever. Finally, Carmy slowed his tongue, kissing against your clit while you flinched back with nervous laughter. He loved it when you did that—bringing you such fucking pleasure that you were only able to muster up giggles and whimpers. Carmy lowered his head once more, but now his attention focused not just on your sensitive parts, but also on your entire body: caressing your shoulders, trailing his fingertips along your spine, tickling the backs of your knees. He wanted to leave no part of you untouched, no corner unexplored.

You panted heavily, engulfed in his touch and kisses like you couldn’t move a limb of your own. It felt like stone filled every vein in your body, eyes heavy from all the tears you’ve shed. You were just so sleepy and content from your orgasm, not even wanting to think about moving. But still—you managed to push your body up to hunch over and run your fingers through Carmy's hair, gaining his attention as his lips found the swell of your breast. You bit your lip to hold back a groan, loving how his rough hands reached up to caress each of your tits—thumbing over the sensitive nipples. 

Soon, your hands found his face, cupping his cheeks so you could look down into his eyes, his lips slick and parted as he panted heavily. Carmy seemed to melt into your touch, nuzzling into your touch and pressing kisses to your palm. You giggled, eyes searching his face, absorbing it and committing it to memory. He was clean-shaven, skin still soft and smooth after you had pestered him about just how itchy his stubble would make you when it got to the wrong length.

“Are you feeling better now, princess?” Carmy leaned forward to press a kiss to your lips, lingering for a second as you tried to formulate a response.

“A little…I’m, uh, I'm still not entirely convinced,” you teased, peppering his face with kisses as one of your hands traveled down the span of his ripped torso, lingering on the v of his hip, before hooking onto the band of his boxers. Carmy’s hands joined yours, pulling down his underwear just enough for his cock to spring free. It was hard—dripping with need as your thumb swiped over the tip, earning a sharp inhale from Carmy. "I think I still need your help."

“Don’t worry about it, princess,” he smirked, pushing you gently back down so you laid out all pretty for him. Repositioning himself, he gently rubbed circles into your hip bones as your legs wrapped around his waist. “‘m gonna make sure you feel how fuckin’ beautiful I think you are.”

Your response got caught in your throat as Carmy slid into your pussy with one slick motion, filling you all the way until you were flush against him. A pornographic moan escaped you as you ground your hips against him, your eyes clenched shut. The stretch was like a daydream, a tingly sensation of lust moving through your veins--no matter how many times he fucked you, you don't think you'd ever get used to the sheer size of him. 

"That's it...Good girl...Y'taking me so fuckin' good, yeah?" Carmy's lips met yours again, his hips moving in slow, gentle strides that rocked your body in time with his. You nodded eagerly, legs clamping down on his sides and drawing him in closer. One of his hands reached up to squeeze your breast, using it as a sort of base as he began to swing his hips with more passion. 

The sound of his cock pounding into your soaked pussy filled the room accompanied by airy moans and sighs. One of your hands managed to snake its way down to the junction between you and Carmy, two fingers finding your abandoned clit. With a sharp hiss, you began to rub and toy with yourself, quietly moaning for your boyfriend--earning a deep grunt of approval as he hunched over you and drove your ass up into the air to fuck you at a new, deeper angle.

“Fuck, Carmy, I—“ Your legs shook around his waist, hips grinding up to meet his frantic thrusts. His teeth dug into the side of your neck, sucking and nipping at the skin before his tongue would dart out to soothe the wound. It was taking an embarrassingly short amount of time for you to reach your second climax, your words turning to senseless babbles as the tightness in your core began to make you feel dizzy and drunk. Carmy felt your insides flutter and pulse around him, encouraging him to start fucking you even harder.

“C’mon, princess,” he growled, hand coming up to tightly grip your slack jaw. You whined in response, one of his thumbs hooking over your bottom lip and pressing down on your tongue. “I wan’this whole fuckin’ city to hear you. Let me hear you, princess, let me fuckin’—“

Carmy wasn’t able to finish his sentence before his name was ripped out of your throat, nails digging into his back. "J-Jesus, fuck, Carmy, fuck, oh my god," you cried out a string of obscenities as he fucked you through your orgasm, face buried in his neck and arms wrapped around him while he pounded your thoroughly sore pussy. 

“God—Fuck, just like that, princess. ‘m so fuckin’ close. Oh fuck,” he growled into your ear. His hips began to buck wildly and without rhythm, becoming sloppier and more desperate as you moaned and whispered encouragement against his neck. Every breath was labored, Carmy's eyes squeezed shut as he felt his own release approaching like a fucking train--threatening to crash any second. 

“Cum in me, please. Please, baby, please,” you whimpered, thrusting your hips flush to his. Your movements drew out more groans from him, his grip on your body tightening to an almost painful degree. “I need you to cum in me right fucking now.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice because, with a whiney moan, he spilled inside of you—pressing your hips deep into the mattress. He drove and pushed his twitching cock as deep into your stuffed cunt as he could, making sure his cum didn't get wasted. You moaned his name, gasping as he rolled his hips into you--Pumping you full of him, full of his fucking love and adoration for you. Carmy couldn't help but whimper at the sensations of your walls clenching and fluttering around him as his pleasure began to turn to pain from the overstimulation. 

After catching his breath, Carmy reluctantly pulled out of you with a low "fuck" before dropping on top of you, his face was nestled against your cleavage. The two of you lay there, breathing heavily and collecting yourselves for a few minutes, relishing in the afterglow of your passion. Your heartbeat was all Carmy could hear, the only thing he could focus on as he tried to calm down and try to be a functioning human being again. Lazily, your fingers played with the curls at the nape of his neck before tracing patterns across the span of his muscular shoulders--earning a shudder of approval from Carmy.

After laying together for a few, tender, minutes, Carmy pulled himself together and rolled off of you so he could plop himself next to you. His eyes stayed on you, though, and he smiled when you turned on your side to meet his gaze fully. 

“My beautiful princess. So pretty, so smart, so sweet,” he cooed, reaching over to brush some sweaty strands of hair out of your face, letting his thumb then trail along your cheekbone. You leaned into his touch, eyes shut with contentment as he continued to caress your jaw. Carmy's lips met yours again, stretching into a smile as you gave him a sleepy kiss in return. Knowing that if he didn't get you up soon you'd fall asleep all dirty and sweaty, he pulled away from your touch--finding his footing as he slipped off the bed.

“Let’s get you in the shower, yeah?” His voice was coarse and husky, strained from the activities. Leaning over you again, his fingers tracing from your collarbones to the center of your belly, settling on your hips as he angled you towards his body. "Gonna regret it if you don't, princess."

“But Carmyyyyy I’m sooooo tired,” you whined as he pulled you toward the edge of the bed, fingers catching in the sheets. His cum was now leaking from your pussy, which was thoroughly fucked and satisfied with the many prizes Carmy gave you for being his girl--For a second, his brain short-circuited, resisting the urge to leave you at the edge of the bed and fuck you with his mouth until you came for him again and again and again-- 

“Enough of that, c’mon.”

“Yes…chef…”

[thenewausten]

Reader being a protective girlfriend over Quackity HC's

note: Quackity is a little sub in this one

Don't get me wrong, Alex is a very protective boyfriend, but you'd be as protective as he's.

Quackity is so cute, you don't want him to get hurt or whatever, you hate to see him in pain, so you'd have the instinct to protect him in any situation. Imagine like, someone is being rude with him for nothing. "Dude, what the fuck are you doing?! It's not like that, man." You hear a friend of his say to him, in a very rude way. "Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't..." Your boyfriend starts, a little embarrassed. "Don't talk with him like that, you're being an asshole." You approach the two boys as you say it. "It's okay, amor." Alex says to you. "No, it's not. You don't have to accept it just because he's your friend." You say to Alex as he nods, grabbing your hand. "She's right. Sorry, man." His friend says, embarrassed with his action, you smile to your boy and kiss his lips.

Kissing his forehead 😭 I think it'd be a common thing on your relationship, he'd kiss yours and you'd kiss his ;(( He'd be at his office, streaming, and you'd take a snack to him. "Hiii, amor." He says as soon as he sees you. "Hey, baby." You approach him and puts the snack on his table. "Is it for me?!" He asks and you nod. "Thanks, baby. Oh, chat's talking to you." He smiles and you lean in to look at the camera. "Hii, chat!" You say and then kiss his forehead. "Good stream, my love." You say to him and he kisses your hand. "Thank you, hermosa."

The boy would be soooo clingy sometimes, he'd always want to cuddle you, his head on your lap as you caress his locks, or his head on his chest as he listen to the sound of your beating heart.

He'd ask, a little embarrassed, to be the little spoon sometimes!!! "Hey, amor... Could you hold me tonight?!" He asks and you smile to him. "Sure, my love. C'mon!" You open your arms to him as he finds himself in front of your body, you'd hold the boy by his waist and bury your face on his neck, giving soft kisses on his skin. He'd also hold your hand very close to his chest :(

Hugging him from behind just like he does with you>>> He's cooking for the both of you and you're just watching, so you decide to be a little touchy and get up to hug him from behind, kissing his back and just staying there as he talks with you and cuts some meat.

Drunk!Quackity means you taking care of a very touchy boy. "Babyy, forget about it. Let's make out." He whispers to you as you give him a bottle of water. "Drink the water first, Alex." He'd be with a hand on the back of your thigh as he's sit and you're not. "You're so pretty." He says and you point to the water. "Drink it." He rolls his eyes and drinks the water. "Satisfied?!" You nod and his hand starts to roam through your body. "Can we kiss now???" He asks and you smile. "Sure."

Calling him "my boy", "my love", "my man" just because he's yours. He'd be very shy sometimes if you called him "my boy" or "my man" 😭 His cheeks gaining a little colour as soon as you say it. "Hello, my boy." You'd say, leaning in to kiss his face. "Hi! Hi, amor." His cheeks burning in red as he says. "You're so cute, you know?" You say, making him more shy than before. "Thank you, mi vida. You're cute aswell." He smiles.

Listen!!! Grabbing his waist while making out 🤭 Something on the back of my mind says he'd enjoy it!!!! You kiss him randomly while you both watch a horror movie and it leads to a make out session, his hands on your waist as you decide to put him closer, but by his waist aswell, so you grab his waist with your both hands. He'd moan into your lips.

He'd always look for you when he's uncomfortable, your lap is his safe place <3

You're a very tender girlfriend, always being kind with him and protecting him even on internet. You hated to see him sad and would be there for him, helping him to get better or solve a problem, because love is being in joy and sadness!

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy the writing! :)

Requests are open!

[chryblossomjjk]

bts fic recommendations | 01.25.23

→ hi friends! this is a little segment i do every tuesday (reviewsday get it, aren’t i funny, pls tell me how funny i am) where i read and review two-three fics. as a content creator, i know how big of a role other creators play in your growth, therefore, i want to do my part in making sure everyone gets the recognition they deserve! so with that being said, please check out the amazing fics listed below. make sure to like, reblog, and leave feedback! ♡ #reviewsday #kikirecs

scent of eager suds - @rkivian (knj x reader | smut, angst, pwp, fluff)

summary: you missed each other, too fucking much. but your head had stayed down in futile hopes of remaining stubborn, forgetting that there is a wedding ring on that tricksy little finger of his for a reason.

so..... genuinely convinced you are the reincarnate of shakespeare babe bc like:

"He would spend a considerably scant amount of time on such a task, yet fulfil it so thoroughly that the constant aching between your legs seemed more equitable than you would like it to be."

LOOK WHAT YOU DO WITH WORDS!!! like everything is so precise. i can tell there's so much thought put into every single word of this piece and woah.. the writing is fucking stellar, seriously. like just the words you use throughout this displays how the reader feels about being vulnerable with joonie: cruel, vengeful, venomous. u put pwp but like you characterized the fuck out of this reader and it's so good...

also... this is thee kim namjoon. like as someone who is v much similar to the reader and self sabotages relationships, ppl who love you enough to recognize that trait and do their best to prove u wrong

AND YOU DID THAT ALL THROUGHOUT THE FLITHIEST NASTIEST SEXIEST SMUT EVER PLS HE'S SO HOT LIKE HE TRULY JUST WANTS TO MAKE HER FEEL GOOD INSIDE AND OUT AND IM GATEKEEPING HIM!!!! this was so so so beautiful and thank you for sharing with plebeians like me :') &lt;3

the one where jin is drunk off his face and you get friend-zoned - @indgio (ksj x reader | fluff, crack)

saf everything you write just comforts my soul. it's missing jin hours around these parts and this is exactly want i needed. i don't know how to explain it but this gives me run episode vibes? like... this is legit kim seokjin. I COULD TOTALLY PICTURE HIM DOING SOME SHIT LIKE THIS LMAO WHAT A SWEET BABY!

also love this oc fr. like from the opening paragraph i could already tell she's the most adorable, most precious being, and you proved it throughout the rest :') <3 taking care of ur drunk partner trope will never not get me and you did it so splendidly ugh will definitely be coming back to this when im sad and 3am and missing my seokjin :'( thanks for this ily <3

"tell me more about this girlfriend of yours."

but jin looks at you with a frown, as he downs the water. "no. get your own."

^also for whatever reason this took me tf out lmao

the one where jungkook will always protect you, even from the fictional - @indgio (jjk x reader | fluff, humor)

bby istg your writing is so... refreshing? like i always think i need these super crazy, convoluted, heavy plots for my fics to be good, but your writing is proof that doesn't have to be the case. your writing is so effortless, yet so beautiful. like once again, genuine comfort content that i don't see too much of anymore. going through your masterlist has really inspired me to take a new avenue, because your fics are just so fucking addicting. i just love the slice of life vibes so much uGh okay enough nutting over u and onto the fic sehfbjsehbdhwb

pov ur saf in my brain BC THE AMOUNT OF TIMES IVE DAYDREAMED ABOUT THIS EXACT SCENARIO IS MENTAL ILLNESS (was just picturing binge watching AOT w him :'))

this jungkook is such a golden retriever ass boyfriend my heart can't take it. the banter ?? the protectiveness ?? THE BITING THE EAR ??? naur im in love it's settled. adding him to the list of fav jungkook portrayals on tumby. will be thinking about him when im bored in the back of my lecture tomorrow. thank you for daydream fuel &lt;3

stfu yes it's wednesday get off my back >:'( i posted this early last week and was just trying to even the timing out that's all... im lying. anyways, love u lmao

[ccuniculusmolestus]

What about Bunny being a boyfriend scenario? How do you think he'd be as a boyfriend if his girlfriend wasn't a copy of his mother?

First of all I'm so sorry I'm answering after like 10 years. The ones at the top of my inbox usually get answered first and i forget to scroll down im so so so sorry

I think he would be silly lol. Like very good at making his gf laugh, of course. We know he's scary good at getting a nice read of people, so he'd know what makes her tick, what makes her laugh, what topic to avoid (unless he's feeling angry i guess) so on. Clown bf #1.

I think he might struggle with sad partners like, if his gf has depression you bet he doesn't get it, but he might TRY

also controversial take I think he would be loyal asf. Like if he's happy with someone, he doesn't bother entertaining could-bes (and i know what youre thinking like. He's a m*n. And not a very good one at that. He would 100% be a cheater) but I think not. He just doesnt give those vibes

ALSO ANNOYINGLY he'd be the type to think his gf is fragile and needs to be shielded from the 'harsher' things so he might almost treat her patronizingly. Like if he's got problems going on in his own life or with his friends he most likely wouldn't share those things with her. Or if she's doing something difficult (like pursuing a demanding degree or maybe wanting to do those daredevil things) he'd be like "You dont need to do that 💗 let's go ice skating instead 💗" (like sir, shut the HELL UP). Dont get mad at him, he means well.

Though i think even if his gf wasnt a carbon copy of his mom he'd be a little...erm...you know, emotionally submissive. Like if she gets mad at him you bet your ass hes wheedling and cajoling and trying to make her un-mad. Bro is a loser (in love).

Lowkey he starts family planning randomly with her.

"We'll have eight kids!"

"No."

"Seven?"

"No."

He'd be very touchy feely in private, but in public he'd maintains a distance. Hand holding is his thing.

Calling his gf stupid pet names he comes up with on the spot, they're half french and half gibberish LMFAO. Bunny hates the french but he thinks they've got romance DOWN so...i guess his gf better expect a lot of butchered french sentences (he asked his friends for help with some of them, too)

He'd take inspo from cheesy romantic films man....

He'd still never have money like ever. But he'd sometimes keep aside the money (taken from Henry, of course) to save up for dates.

Big boaster. He'd want to impress his gf with things he may or may not be responsible for :P (him narrating stories and leaving out parts that might give her the ick fr. boys a liar.) Its good for his ego when his woman looks at him with starry eyes okay! Lay off the man 🙄

If she ever gets jealous, he would be very amused (and lowkey flattered like...damn, my girl WANTS me fr 😏 ignore the fact that she may want to squeeze him till his eyes pop out like a toy-- he's just basking in the feeling of being so wanted hehe). He'd brush her concerns off, again, in a flattered, patronizing way. If she's SERIOUS serious then he'd cajole her as per usual.

IF he gets jealous he starts crying.

Joking lmfao.

If he's jealous he might not bring it up for a while until his suspicions get too strong.

All in all I think he'd be very affectionate, very silly, but a bit too unserious. Like he might not take a lot of things seriously because "aw you girls are so dramatic", but he would take an interest in her problems (since he likes reading people, and people's problems help you know a lot abt them. also. he cares.) and he would try to help in whatever way he can. He'd still be a mess financially speaking, and he probably secretly would want to be coddled in private because he's still got mommy issues, whether or not his gf is a carbon copy of his mom. He would be kind of a tough nut to crack because he keeps everything so walled up, his real emotions and so on (again, the 'shielding' factor i guess), he talks a lot but without substance so his partner might not really know whats going on with him ever). I think earning his trust enough for him to become vulnerable would be a feat LOL. Because he's so "masculine" and men dont get vulnerable, especially with the "delicate sex" .

SOOOO thats bunny boyfriend for ya :D I hope you liked it! If you were thinking of smthn more specific lmk!

[grav3yardbb92]

Ronnie Radke x f!reader

my mom, his mom, my sister.....'. "sigh"

I scribble down a list of people to make invitations for. My boyfriend, Ronnie, proposed to me last week and we are rushing to get married before he leaves on tour.

My mind shifts to how our relationship started.

(Two years ago)

I'm sitting on a couch in this crowded club, with a fake smile painted on my face. It's my birthday, I should be happy right? Nope, not when my best friend since forever, Katie, is almost an hour late.

"Hey, Y/N" I turn around, hoping to see Katie, instead I only see her boyfriend, Ronnie. He sits down next to me.

"Katie's not with you" I ask hopefully

" uh, no, she should've been here already. " " speaking of...." He trails off and hands over a gift bag" this is from both of us".

" oh, thanks " I reply, trying to cheer myself up. He smiles lightly, then excuses himself to get a drink.

Ten minutes later, Ronnie returns with two drinks in his hand, passing one over to me." Still on Katie, huh?" I shake my head and down my drink." Maybe she forgot" " no, I'm sure she's just stuck in traffic " he replied." Well why don't you open your gift, I'm sure she won't mind" he says, picking up the bag and dangling it on his finger in front of my face. I smile and take the bag, when I look inside, I couldn't believe my eyes. In the bag, was a state of the art camera, the same one I was looking at just a few days ago.

" that's the one you wanted, right?"

" uh, yeah, but how did yo...." " Ryan saw you with one in the store, he told me that your eyes almost popped out of their sockets" he said while dramatically popping open his hands in front of his face. I couldn't help but bust out laughing at his antics, which only doubled when Jackie and Ryan joined us on the couch.

I fiddled with the camera for a few minutes, figuring out all its functions, then I began taking goofy pictures of my silly group of friends. I had to work the next day, so i decided to head home." One last picture! " Ryan screams, while snatching my camera from me. I roll my eyes and place a large and very real smile on my face. Just as the camera flashes, Ronnie jumps up beside me and plants a kiss on my cheek. He then blushes and disappeared. I was confused and sad so I went to look for him.

I found him outside,looking upset."Ronnie? What happened?" " nothing Y/N, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. It's just, I seem to spend more time with you than I do my own girlfriend and.... And I..." He trailed off again, looking away as tears threatened to pour from his eyes. " And what?...Ronnie?" I say grabbing a s shoulder and turning him to look at me." Nothing, just forget it" " I can't, because I'm pretty sure I know what you want to say, at least I hope so, cause I feel the same" I say to him, feeling a huge releif in finally telling him how I feel.

Before I could say another word, his lips were on mine and my back was gently pushed against the wall. The kiss gets heated quickly and we end up in a full on make out session out side the club.

" WHAT THE FUCK" we freeze in place as we both recognize that voice.

Ronnie take a step toward her "Katie, I can explain"

" no Ronnie, don't." I pipe in, walking up to him and taking his hand." We don't have to explain anything to you, this is not the first time you have left me and him alone...you are late all the fucking time. What did you think would happen. I like Ronnie and he likes me and there is nothing you can do or say to change that" I rant out at her, letting out years of frustration toward her.

She crosses her arms and looks toward Ronnie, probably hoping he will deny everything I just said and pull her into his arms.

" don't look at me like that, we are through, she is your best friend and she is amazing, she doesn't deserve to be treated like shit by you or anybody." " whatever asshole" she says stomping away into the club.

Ronnie then looks to me" you are wrong about one thing, I don't like you.... " he notices my smile fade and he takes my face into his tattooed hands" I love you Y/N, always have and always will".

(Present day)

I am suddenly brought out of my memories by the door closing." Babe?" I hear Ronnie call out." Upstairs" I call back. I look down at the list of names in front of me. Ronnie comes in and follows my gaze." Why are you inviting her?" I smile and reply" I'm not"

I then grab an envelope and scribble her name on it. I then find a blank card and write a short message.before I seal the envelope, Ronnie takes it from me and smiles after reading:

'Katie, thanks for being fashionably late'.

[sugarsfics]

HELLO!! I've been following you for a while and I honestly fell in love with your writing! i wanted to request an order if you don't want to do idk i'm ok with that! eddie x where he forgets her birthday and she's super hurt because a few months ago eddie said she was planning something so when she starts ignoring him about it he's like "what's going on?" 😁🤍

It's My Party and I Will Cry If I Want to

Summary: It is your birthday, a day that is supposed to be about you to celebrate you. But how could you celebrate it when the people you love forgot, Eddie forgot, your boyfriend forgot 

Trope: Eddie x girlfriend!reader  

A/N: Hiii sweets I hope this is what you wanted, not going to lie my family forgot my birthday so I put some of my anger into this buttttt yea  

Warings: HURT to comfort, crying cussing, big sad, big mad, kissing, fluff 

Word count: 2.0k 

As your birthday grew closer, your smile faded. For everyone birthday you would go all out for them, you would make sure to go to everyone's birthday party, dinner, or event, anything they had, you were always there. Eddie said he was planning something for you 5 months ago but never heard anything about it again, you didn’t want to ask him about it directly so you started to talk about ideas for your birthday in hopes he would say something about his plans. He just would say “whatever you want to do baby” then when you would talk about the dates “whenever you want it to be” Now it was your birthday month and everyone keep shutting down your plans, they were too busy. You would move the date to change your plans for them, but they always said you couldn’t make it. You just stopped asking and talking about your birthday. 

It was your birthday month; Eddie hadn’t said anything about your birthday. Did he forget? No can’t forget his girlfriend's birthday. You and Eddie were hanging out at his trailer it was eating at you “Hey Eddie?” “Yes” he said looking up at you from sweetheart “Do we have any plans this month” “Not that I know of” “Like no special events or birthdays or anything” “Nope” he fuckin forgot. “Check the calendar my important dates are on there” you walk over and looked at your birthday it was blank Dustin's birthday was a few days before yours, his birthday was there, not yours. How could he forget the most important day of your life? Most people would call you conceded for how you feel about your birthday, you loved your birthday how could you not it was the one day a year the celebrated you, it was your day. He forgot your day. You left shortly after not giving him a kiss. When he leaned in you moved your face, he kissed your cheek, you made some excuse for moving your face but left before he asked for another.  

Eddie hasn’t seen you since that night at your trailer. He was so confused. Every time he called to hang out or just to see you, you would decline. It was hard on him he missed you. He called everyone to see if they had seen you or talked to you, no one had. You have been in your room, Eddie called you every day, but you kept it short with him. You were so hurt how could he forget? The day of Dustin’s birthday party arrived, it was the day before yours, as much as you wanted to stay home, you weren’t going to let your feelings get in the way of his day the day Eddie remembered. Eddie was there; he didn’t know you were there until Robin asked you if you wanted a refill. He grabbed Robin’s hand “Y/N is here?” “Yea she has been here for like two hours already” why were you avoiding him? You didn’t talk at all, no one noticed, but Eddie did. Normally how parties go in the group is after cake they talk about the next event, you had hopes that they would start talking about your birthday since it was tomorrow. They started talking about Nancy’s birthday that was two months away. They all forgot. You left, you couldn’t take it, Eddie followed you out “Hey where are you going” you quickly lied “I am sleepy haven’t been sleeping to good” “Me either” he said you started walking away “I haven’t seen you almost all month” yea that’s the whole point “Yea I have been busy” “Oh” “Can I come over” he asked “That is if your aren’t busy” “Nope I am not busy so sure come on over” you made sure to pop the P. He met you at your house, you were already inside when he got there. He walked into your bedroom and saw you fixing your bed you hoped in facing the wall. “Hey” he said while climbing in “Are we ok” “Peachy” what the fuck did he do “Oh ok well good night lo-” “Night”  

You woke up the morning of your birthday in an empty bed. You looked at your mirror and saw a note from Eddie “Be back later love you” No happy birthday. You spent the whole day crying, crying, crying, crying, he forgot everyone forgot. It was 4 o'clock no one called or came by, you have never felt this hurt before, you do so much for everyone, you would never forget their birthdays. At 4:30 the phone finally rang “Heyyy” It was Robin “So we are all at Dustin’s house Jonathon got an amazing promotion at work so they are all celebrati- aye watch it Munson” Eddie was there “So you should come over put on something pretty” she giggled “Yea ok” you hung up. He left you on your birthday to go to another party. You were livid tears streaming down your face but not sad tears, hot angry tears.  

Numb is what you felt driving to Dustin’s they all forgot, tears flooded your eyes once again, wiping them you were done crying about them. So many things running through your mind, you wanted to be a petty bitch and tell them at midnight that they missed your birthday, but you didn’t want to ruin Jonathan's moment you knew how hard he was working to get that promotion. When you rolled up to the house, yep everyone was there you could see your boyfriend's van. You put on a happy face when you knock on the door. No one answered, you knocked again and nothing. That was the last straw, you open the door ready to yell when “SURPRISE” everyone jumped out, they all had little party hats on. Eddie came to you first “Happy birthday baby” he hugged you; you broke down. “Hey hey what’s going on” “I-I- thought you all forgot” “No we could never forget” “But my birthday wasn’t on the calendar” “Yea because I don’t need a piece of paper to remember my girl’s birthday” They told you there plan to have a surprise party, Eddie wasn’t supposed to tell you that he was planning something, they all said that they were busy for your plans for that way they could have this party, and they didn’t want to talk about your birthday because they knew someone would slip up. Ah everything made since. After the crying fest, you had the best party ever, they did an amazing job. After you spent the night at Eddie’s “Um babe” he said “Yes” “Were you ignoring me because you thought I forgot your birthday” “Yea I am so sorry about that I was mad and I-” “It’s ok you don’t have to explain, I do feel horrible for making you feel that way” “Not going to lie it sucked I cried a lot but today made up for it” “sorry your boyfriend is a blabbermouth and can’t kept a secret” “I’m sorry that I couldn’t talk to you about it” “We have some things to work on but its ok......how about we make up for it by kissing” you pulled him down into a much-needed kiss “God I missed these lips” he said. And you kissed all night long. 

Tag list: @thefreak0fhawkinshigh

[cutedisneygirl]

Love Online

Chapter 12

Warings: mention of that time of the month, then the rest is just sweet, a few sad moments or hard ones. But I don't think there is anything else I need warn about. Hope I didn't forget anything.

The next morning Merida awoke and smelled pancakes. She smiled. She got up and what she saw made her scream.

            "Oh no!"

She rushed to the bathroom and searched her cabinets but couldn't find what she was looking for.

            "No! This isn't happening! Please no!"

Then she heard a knock on the door.

           "Babe, you okay?"

            "No!"

            "What's wrong? Can I come in?"

            "Yeah I guess."

Chris opened the door and walked into her room. He found her on the floor in bathroom with her head between her legs. He squatted down in front of her. He was only in a pair of grey sweat pants. Right away Merida noticed his tattoos on this chest and arms.

            "Babe, what's wrong? Are you hurting again?"

            "No," she cried.

            "Then what's wrong?"

            "I..."

            "What is it?"

            "I started and I..."

            "Oh, well it's okay. Why are you crying about that?"

            "Because I...I woke up to a stain on my sheets and don't have anything. I didn't realize I was out and I..."

            "I can go to the store and get you what you need."

            "Oh Chris, I can't ask you to do that."

            "You didn't ask me. I volunteered. I don't mind babe. I'll get you whatever you need. Just tell me what to get."

            "Are you sure? I mean...you're a..."

            "I'm a what?"

             "You're a guy."

            Chris laughed. "I don't mind. Remember I grew up with sisters. It doesn't bother me."

            "Are you sure?"

            "Yes babe. Just tell me what you need."

            "Pads. Make sure they say over night."

            "Okay. Do you want me to get your medicine while I am out too?"

            "You don't mind?"

            "Not at all. Where is it?"

            "At the Walmart pharmacy."

            "Okay. Is there more than one Walmart?"

            "Yes, but it's the closest one."

            "Okay, I'll find it. Is there anything else you need?"

            "No. Thanks Chris. You really don't have to do this. I..."

            "Babe, I don't mind. I'll be back."

            "Chris?"

            "Yeah."

            "Were you fixing breakfast?"

            "Yes. I was fixing pancakes, but I can finish when I get back. Just text me if you think of anything you need alright?"

            "Thanks Chris. You're the greatest. I love you."

Chris kisses her softly on the lips. "Love you too. Be back soon."

Chris's POV

I throw on a t-shirt and grab my hat and keys and am out the door. I hop in my car and quickly pull up my GPS and find the closest Walmart and plug it in. It only takes me fifteen minutes to get there. I walk in and find the pharmacy and go up to the desk and tell them I am picking up medicine for Merida Owens. They ask for her birthday and I tell them and after paying for the medicine I go to the aisle where pads are located.

            "Shit! There are so many! Which kind do I get?"

I look for a long time. Then a lady sees me struggling and smiles.

            "Excuse me, can I help you find something."

            "Uh...I was getting something for my girlfriend but I have no idea what to get. There are so many choices. I only know she told me to make sure they say over night."

            "This is going to sound like a strange question but does she have heavy periods?"

            "Uh...yes I think so."

            The lady then picks up a pack and holds it out to me.

            "Try this one. Oh and I recommend these too." 

She holds out a box of tampons.

            "Uh..thanks so much. I would have been standing here for hours. I had no idea there were many!"

The lady laughs.

            "Your welcome. Glad I could help. I know what it's like. You're a good boyfriend getting these for your girlfriend. I don't know many guys who would do that." She smiles.

            I smile back. "Thanks and I try."

            I take the items to the check out counter and pay for them and then head back to her house.

End of Chris's POV

Chris walks into the house and calls out to Merida.

            "Merida! Babe."

She doesn't answer. He walks back to her bedroom and finds her still sitting on the bathroom floor.

            "Babe," he squats down in front of her and rubs her leg

            "I got what you asked for."

She looks up at him.

            "Chris."

            "Hey. I got you the pads."

            "Thanks."

She opens the bag and takes out the pads and then pulls out the tampons.

            "You got me these too?"

            "Yeah I had no idea what to get. If it wasn't for a lady helping me I might have still been there. I had no idea there were so many choices! She recommended those."

            "Oh, well I can't wear these. I only wear the pads." She said bitting her lower lip.

            "Oh, why not?"

            "Uh...I....I've never been able to get them in and..."

            "Oh okay. Well I'll go finish breakfast just come to the kitchen when your ready."

            He stands up and starts to leave.

            "Chris?"

            "Yeah?"

            "Thanks." She says standing up.           

            "Your welcome." He kisses her lips.

            "Oh, can you take the medicine to the kitchen for me?" She asks holding out the bag,

            "Sure."

Chris then leaves the room. After Merida is ready she heads to the kitchen. She finds Chris standing at the stove. She walks up to him and wraps her arms around him. He turns and kisses her head.

            "Hey beautiful. All better?"

            "Yes thank you so much."

            "Your welcome. The pancakes are almost done."

            "Okay. I will get plates out."

Merida reaches up to the cabinet next to stove and gets two plates down and two mugs.

            "Would you like coffee?"

            "Yes please."

            "What kind do you want?"

            "Kind?"

            "Yeah. I have all kinds."

            "Just plain coffee."

            "Okay."

Merida puts a plain coffee pod into her Keurig and puts a mug under it. After its done she grabs herself a French Vanilla one. After hers is done she grabs the creamer from the fridge and pours a little into hers.

          "Which cabinet had the plates? I need one for the pancakes."

            "Beside the stove top left."

Chris grabs a plate and puts them on it and places the plate on the island.

            "Its ready."

Merida looks over and sees they are Mickey Mouse shaped.

            "Aww you made Mickey ones!"

            They both take a seat at the island after Merida gets the syrup from her cabinet. Chris puts two pancakes on a plate for her. He gives himself two as well.

            "Thanks Chris."

            "Your welcome babe."

            "Can I ask you a question?"

            "Sure, what's up?"                                   

            "I noticed this morning you have a lot of tattoos."

Chris smiles.

            "Yes, I've gotten a lot over the years."

            "What do they all mean?"

            "Can I take my shirt off?"

            "Uh...yeah sure."

Chris puts down his fork and takes off shirt and lays it on the chair beside him.

            "Right here," he points to his right arm. "It means loyalty. This one," he points to his right rib. "Is in memory of a friend who died, who is always with me. This one," he points to his left chest. "Buddhist teaching. And this one on my left arm is Tarus zodiac for my mom. The one between my chest is Dodger, you know who that is." He smiles. "Then a lion head," he points just above his pants on his left side. "And a star, for Captain America." He says pointing on the other side of the lion head. "Oh and the eagle on my chest." He then points to the inside of his left bicep,"This the avengers one we all got except for Ruffalo, he chickened out. I also have one on my ankle for all my siblings."

            "Wow, that's a lot!"

            Chris smiles. "Do you have any?"

            "Uh no! I'm afraid of needles. I hate getting shots! I'm not about to get a tattoo. Are you crazy?"

            "It's not that bad."

            "I think I'll pass."

            "We could get one together. I would be right there with you."

            "You mean like matching ones?"

            "Sure if you want."

            "What would we get?"

            "I don't know. Maybe something Disney. I know we both love Disney."

            "Uh...I don't know."

Chris picks up his phone from the Island. "Let me look online and see if I can find some ideas."

Chris searches for several minutes then says, "How about this one?" He shows her the head of mickey and Minnie.

            "Uh...that's cute but no."

Chris looks again.

            "Oh I just had an idea, maybe."

            "What's that?"

            "How about the rose from Beauty and the Beast?"

            "Oh that's a good idea."

            "I could get the last petal falling and it could mean that..."

            "Your my one true love?" Chris finishes for her.

            "Yeah and I hold the key to your heart."

            "I love that! I could get the whole rose."

            "So where would we put it?"

            "How about on our chest near our hearts?"

            "I guess that would work."

             "I'm excited! Let's go."

            "Now?"

            "Sure. We can get cleaned up and go now. I remember seeing one when I went to Walmart this morning."

            "I can't believe you talked me into this."

            "It will be okay. I'm sure you will be glad you did and even decide to get another one."

            "I doubt it."

            "I'll clean up the kitchen, you go ahead and get ready."

            "No I can clean up. You cooked."

            "I don't mind."

            "No you go first please."

            "Alright." Chris leans forward and gives her light kiss on the lips then heads towards his room. Merida cleans up the kitchen and washes their dishes and then heads towards her room. She looks for what she wants to wear. She searches through her closet. She picks out her outfit.

She gets her shower and quickly gets dressed. She applies a little makeup and then walks into the living room and finds Chris sitting on the couch with Dixie sitting next to him.

            "Hey babe. You look beautiful."

            "Thanks."

            "So you ready to go?"

            "I guess so. I'm still not sure about this. I'm scared."

Chris gets up from the couch and walks towards her and wraps his arms around her.

            "It will be okay I promise. I will be right there with you and hold your hand."

Merida smiled. She grabbed her purse and they walked out the door. Chris held the door for her of his car.

            "Do you know where your going?"

            "I think so."

            They drove about twenty minutes before Chris pulls into a parking lot of a small tattoo place.

            "Are you ready?"

            "No." Merida frowns.

Chris turns so he is facing her and takes her hands. "It will be okay babe. I will be there. I won't force you of course if you don't want to, but I think you will be glad you did. I would love to have a tattoo with you."

            Merida smiles. "I love you Chris, so much. I want to, but..."

            "It's okay. I know your scared and it will only hurt for a second and then it will done."

            "I can't believe I am agreeing to this. I never thought I would do this."

Chris smiles. "Lets go."

Chris climbs out and walks around to her side and holds the door for her. Merida climbs out and after Chris shuts the door he takes her hand and they walk in together.

            "Good morning. How can I help you?" A tall man covered in tattoos says.

            "We would like to get tattoos." Chris says.

            "Okay. Do you know what you want?"

            "Yes." Chris pulls out his phone and shows him pictures.

            "Okay sure, I can do that. Who's going first?"

Chris looks at Merida. She shakes her head. Chris laughs. "I'll go first."

            "Alright hop onto that chair," he says pointing to a black chair.

Chris sits in the chair and Merida sits in the chair close by and watches.

            "Which one do you want?"

            "This one," Chris says showing him.

 "Alright. Where do you want it?"

            Chris takes off shirt and holds it in his lap and points to the left side of his chest near his heart.

            The man then starts drawing the tattoo onto Chris's chest. Merida watches and can't believe that Chris hasn't flinched once. He sits there so calmly not moving. At one point he looks over at her and smiles. She smiles back but he can tell she looks scared. When the man finishes he stands back. "All done."

            "Thanks. Babe, come here."

Merida walks towards Chris. He takes her hand. "What do you think?"

            Merida looks at the tattoo. "I like it, it looks good."

            "You ready to get yours?"

            Merida shakes her head. "It will be okay. I will be right here with you. It will be okay I promise." He kisses her hand.

            "Let me cover it before you get up."

The man covers the tattoo. "I know I don't need to tell you what to do, you've done this before," the man smiles.

            "Yep." Chris stands up and puts his shirt back on. Merida sits down. Chris starts to walk away but Merida grabs his hand.

            "No! Don't leave me!"

            "I'm not going anywhere babe. Promise. I was just going over there." He said pointing to the chair across from her.

            "No, stay beside me. You promised you would hold my hand."

Chris smiles. "Okay babe." Chris holds her hand as the man gets everything ready.

            "Okay. So this is your first tattoo right?"

            Merida nods her head.

            "Okay, this will hurt a little but you will get use to it and it won't be bad. You ready?"

            Merida closes her eyes and nods her head.

            "Do you want yours the same place as Chris?"

            "Yes."

She takes off her shirt and is only wearing her white bra. She bites her lip. This is first time Chris has seen her without a shirt. But Chris doesn't say a word.

The man starts drawing the tattoo and Merida cringes and grips Chris's hand tight. She thinks this is worse than getting a shot! She can't believe she let Chris talk her into this. Chris rubs her hand. "It's okay babe. He's almost done."

            "Okay all done."

            Merida looks down at her chest.

   "I love it babe."

            "I like it too. Thanks."

            "Your welcome. Let me cover it up." The man covers it up.

            "Since this is your first tattoo I will tell you that you will have to keep this on for about 3 days. You then will be able to wash it off with hot water. Chris can help you or tell you what to do."

            "Alright. Thanks."

            "Your welcome."

            "How much do we owe you?" Chris asks.

            "Just 35."

            "That's all!" Chris exclaims.

            "Yep. Gave you a discount. You being the Cap and all and because your girl here was such a tropper." He smiles.

            "Well thanks," Merida blushes.

            Chris pulls out his wallet and hands him cash.

            "Thanks again."

            "Your very welcome. Come back!"

            "We might." Chris smiles.

They leave the tattoo place and Chris holds the door open for her. Merida walks towards his car. After she is in Chris closes her door and walks around to the drivers side and climbs in.

            "That wasn't so bad was it?"

            "No, but it did hurt."

            "But not for long right?"

            "I guess not."

Chris leans towards her and kisses her. "I love you babe. Thanks."

            "I love you too, but why are you thanking me?"

            "For doing that with me."

            "Your welcome. I still can't believe I did that."

            "Well you did great! I'm proud of you. Would you like to go get some lunch before we head home?"

            "Sure sounds great!"

            "Where would you like to go?"

            "You pick."

            "I don't know all that is around here."

            "Just about anything. What are you in the mood for?"

            "Well I know what I'd love to have, but I better not."

            "Why not?"

            "It's not something I should eat too often."

            "What is that?"

            "Italian."

            "I love Italain!"

            "Alright, well since you love it, lets go."

            "Wait, we ate that last time why don't we get something else. What kind of food do you like?"

            "Well I don't eat meat. I like fish."

            "We can get fish. I know a great sea food place."

            "That sounds great!"

They arrive at the sea food place and have just been seated and their drink orders have been taken when Merida's phone rings. She looks down and sees its her dad.

            "Why is my dad calling me?"

She answers.

            "Daddy, everything okay?"

            "Princess, you got a tattoo?"

            "What? How did you...?"

            "I saw it on the news."

            "On the news? What?"

Just then she got a text from Tiffany and she glances at it and sees she sent her a picture.

            "Oh no! Daddy, I can explain. I..."

            "Princess its okay. I'm not mad I'm just shocked. I didn't think you liked tattoos? I didn't think you would ever get one."

            "I didn't and I hadn't planned on it, but...Chris..."

            "Chris? Did he make you get one?"

            "No! He didn't make me no. But we sort of decided to get one together, sorta like matching tattoos."

            "Princess tell me you didn't get his name tattooed on you!"

            "No, I would never do that. I will show you next time I see you."

            "Okay princess."

            "So...how bad was the press? You said you it on the news."

            "Yes I did. Look online and you will see it."

            "Okay I will check it out. Thanks daddy."

            "Welcome princess. I love you."

            "Love you too."

They hang up and Merida opens the text from Tiffany.

            "What happened?"

            "My dad knows I got a tattoo. He saw it online. Tiffany sent me something I am fixing to check it out."

            Merida looks down at the text Tiffany sent her.

            "Oh my gosh. Chris..."

Chris and his girlfriend Merida were spotted leaving a tattoo place. Did they both get tattoos? What kind of tattoos did they get? Matching ones to symbolize their new love?

Fangirl #1 He got a tattoo! OMG! What! I hope they didn't get matching ones!

Fangirl # 2 They got tattoos? If they got matching ones that is just sweet!

Fangirl # 3 Chris is just hot! He got another tattoo! Wow! I wonder where he got it and what he got. ☺️

Fangirl # 4 Not with her again! Chris you need to dump her and find someone better! She is not worth your time! She is just ugly!

Fangirl # 1 @ Fangirl 4 I agree! She is not worth his time! He deserves so much better than her! What does he see in her?

Fangirl # 2 @ Fangirl # 1 @ Fangirl #4 you two need to stop. It is Chri's descision who he dates and I think she is beautiful and I think its sweet they got tattoos together. He deserves to be happy and if she makes him happy then Im happy for him!

Scottevansgram-OMG bro! You got another tat? Where? Of what? You didn't tell me you were getting another one!

           "What is it Babe?"

Merida slides her phone towards Chris so he can see the pic.

            "Oh, well its hard to stay out of the spot light. I'm sorry."

            "It's okay. I know its not your fault. But the comments! Why are they so mean Chris?"

            Chris takes her hand. "I don't know. But thanks for being so great about this. I know this has got to be hard for you."

            Merida smiles. "At times yes, but I trust you and know its part of being who you are."

Chris smiles back and takes her hand a lifts it up and kisses it. Their waitress comes back and takes their orders.

            "Are you still leaving on Monday?"

            "Yes, that is the plan. Why?"

            "I was just wondering." Chris rubs the back of her hand.

Just then Chris's phone rings. He looks down and Merida notices the look on his face.

            "Chris? Everything okay?"

            "I need to take this. I will be right back."

            Chris leaves the table and steps outside. While he's gone Merida's phone rings. She sees it is Tiffany.

            "Hey girl!"

            "Mer, oh my gosh! I saw the news and you never called me! You got a tattoo?"

            Merida laughs. "Yes I got a tattoo and I'm sorry."

            "What did you get?"

            "You remember the rose from Beauty and the Beast, when the last petal starts to fall?"

            "Yes."

            "I got that and Chris got the whole rose. Symbolizing our love for each other, true love."

            "Awww, that is so sweet! So he told you he loved you last night huh?"

            "Yes. When he came back from being on the porch he told me. He said he had been scared to tell me, he didn't know how I felt and that we hadn't been together long. It was so sweet. Tiff I don't deserve him. I don't. I love him so much, but I don't deserve him. I've never met anyone like him before and it scares me. Tiff I'm so scared." She begins to cry.

           "Mer, hey its okay. Chris loves you and I know he would do anything for you. I know you've been good for him. You can't talk like that."

         "I know, Chris has told me that, but...I can't help it. I have seen the comments people have made about me and him and Tiff I don't know. I don't know if I can do it. I have been trying to be strong for him, but...I..." She cries again.

            She then sees Chris walking back to the table. "Tiff I need to go. We are in a restaurant and Chris is coming back. He stepped out for a minute. I will talk to you later."

            "Alright. Call me later okay? I love ya."

            "Love you too."

Merida hangs up just as Chris sits down.

            "I'm sorry about that. That was my manager he..." Chris then notices that Merida is crying.

            "Babe, what's wrong?"

            Merida sniffles. "Nothing, I'm okay."

Chris takes her hands. "Babe, why are you crying? What happened?"

            "Nothing, I'm fine."

            "Mer, please don't lie to me. What happened?"

            "Nothing I promise. I was talking to Tiffany and I just teared up telling her..."

            "Telling her what?"

            "Just how wonderful you are and that we got tattoos."

            Chris looks at her. "Babe, I feel like there is something your not telling me."

            "No I'm not. I'm fine."

            "Babe, I can tell when your lying and I know you are. I'm an actor remember and I am good at reading people."

            "Chris honest I..."

            "Babe, you can tell me. Please what's wrong?"

            "Chris, I just..."

Just then their food comes. Chris lets go of her hand. "We will talk later."

            "Here you are enjoy." She sets the plates down in front of them.

            "Thank you," Chris smiles.

            "Is there anything else I can get you?"

            "No I think we are good, thanks." Chris says.

            The lady leaves. They both take a bite.                                       "This is good." Merida says.

            "Babe, come on talk to me. What's up?"

            "Chris."

            "Why won't you talk to me? Why do you keep shutting me out?"

            "I'm not. I just..."

            "I know something is up. What is it? Have I done something to upset you? Are you regretting your tattoo?"

            "No, it's not that. I am glad I got it. I just..."

            "What is it? Tell me."

Merida is quiet for a minute. "I know what your going to say."

            "What do you mean?"

            "I'm scared Chris."

            "Scared of what babe?"

            Merida is quiet again. Chris takes her hand and rubs his thumb along her hand. "What is it? Why are you scared? Tell me."

            "It has been so long since I've been in a relationship and I...I'm scared of screwing up. I'm scared of ruing your life and making..."

            "What! Babe, why do you say that? Your not going to ruin my life. If anything you have made it better. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me!"

            "Chris I..."

            "Mer, I mean it. I love you, and I am so glad I met you. Every morning I wake up and your first thing I think about it. I look forward to talking to you everyday and these last two days well two days in half, have been some of the best days of my life and I know I will not want to leave on Monday. Please, don't think that way. Your amazing, your beautiful and I love you with all heart!"

            "Oh Chris." Merida cries. "I just...I'm not used to all the attention and I'm so scared of doing something wrong and..."                            

            "Babe, listen to me. It will be okay. Your not going to do anything wrong. We are in this together. I will not let anything happen to you or anyone hurt you I promise. Stop worrying. Alright?" He says rubbing her hand again. "I love you."

            Merida nods. "I love you too."

They finish eating and Chris pays and they leave. They head back to Merida's house. When Merida opens the door she is greeted by Dixie.

"Dixie! Hey girl!"

Dixie barks. "Are you hungry?"

Dixie barks and runs to the door. "Oh you need to go out?" Merida slids open the door and Dixie runs out. Chris comes up behind her and wraps his around her.

            "I was just thinking, I think her and Dodger would get along great together."

            "I'm sure they would."

            "I would love for you to come to Boston sometime."

Merida turns her head and smiles at him. "I would love that."

            "Maybe after I finish filming we can work it out."

            "That will be in November right?"

            "Yeah."

            "Alright. We can talk about it closer to time."

Dixie paws at the door. Merida slids the door and she runs in and runs to the couch.

            "Would you like to watch a movie?" Merida asks.

            "Sure."

They walk towards the couch. Merida sits down next Dixie. Chris sets his phone down on the coffee table.

            "Go ahead and pick one. I will be right back."

Chris heads towards the bathroom. Merida decides to pick a Disney one. She has just put it in when she hears Chris's phone. She happens to look and sees a text.

            Jamie-Did you tell her? How did it go?

Merida doesn't know what to think about that message. Who was Jamie? Was she talking about her? Tell her what? Was he cheating on her? She tried not to think that way especially after all he just said, but she didn't know what else to think. Who was Jamie? What was going on?

            Merida sat back on the couch next to Dixie. The movie had just started with previews when Chris walks back in and sits down next her.

            "So what did you pick?"

            "A Disney one."

            "Which one?"

Merida didn't answer. She remained quiet.

            "Babe," Chris said taking her hand.

            Merida looks down at his hand holding hers. "Your phone went off while you were gone."

            "Oh, who was it?"

            "I don't know!" She said harshly.

            "Woh, babe. Hey, what's wrong?" he said rubbing her hand.

She didn't answer him at first.

            "Mer, talk to me."

            "Someone named Jamie! She asked if you told her? How did it go? Chris, your not...your not cheating on me are you? I mean after all you said in the restaurant, I can't..."

            "What! No! Of course not. Mer, how could think that?"

            "I don't know. I just saw the text and I... I'm sorry I couldn't help but see it, I wasn't like trying...I'm sorry." She starts crying.

            "Mer, babe." Chris says wrapping his arms around her. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not mad at you. I promise I'm not cheating you. That was Jamie Lee Curtis. She was talking about you. I had told her I was going to tell you that I loved you and I'm sure she was asking how it went."

            "Oh. I'm sorry I..."

            "It's okay. You don't have to apologize. Let me answer her really quick."

Chris picks up his phone and relplies.

            Chris-It went well. She told me she loved me too. I'm sure you saw the media already and know we are official and got tattoos. She was worried when she saw your text by mistake.

   It didn't take her long to respond back.

            Jamie-oh no I haven't! Wow, I'm sorry about that, but glad things are going well. ☺️What kind of tattoos did you get?

Chris-Beauty and the Beast ones. Roses.🌹

Jamie-Aww how sweet. Sounds great Chris. Happy for you. Enjoy your time with her I'll see you in a few days.☺️

Chris-I will thanks. See you then. ☺️

            He sets his phone back on the coffee table.

            "Okay I'm sorry. So what are we watching?"

            "You'll see its fixing to start."

            Just as those words left her mouth it started and he saw it was The Little Mermaid. Chris smiles.

            "Are we going to sing along to the songs?"

            "Maybe," she smiles and snuggles up close him laying her head on his chest.

They watched the movie and they did sing along to a few of the songs. When the movie ends Chris looks down at Merida.

"Babe, you awake?"

"Yes." She says looking up at him.

He smiles and leans down and kisses her softly on the lips. "I love you."

"I love you too. What should we do now?"

"Well could watch another movie. I know you don't want to do what I would like to do."

"What is that?"

Chris remains quiet for a few minutes.

"Chris?"

"I want to kiss you."

Merida smiles. "Chris, you can kiss me anytime you want."

Chris smiles back, "I know but that's not what I meant. I meant I would love to do more than just kiss you."

"Christopher Robert Evans!" She says smacking his arm.

"Babe, I didn't mean it like that! I meant make out and god it was sexy hearing you say my name like that."

Merida bites her lower lip.

"Don't get nervous on me. I know your scared and are not ready for that yet, its okay. I understand. I only said I would love to."

"Chris I...I would love to but..."

"Babe, it's okay. I understand. I'm not forcing you."

"I know your not and I want to...I do but..."

"You don't have to be scared. I would never hurt you I promise."

"I know you wouldn't. I just don't know if I can. I..."

Chris takes her face in his hands. "Babe, it's okay. You can let me know when your ready. I will be here. I'm not going anywhere. I know your scared and after what you have been through you have ever right to be. But I promise you, when you are ready you can trust me. I would never force you or hurt you in an way."

Merida hugs Chris and kisses him. "Chris, you're the best boyfriend! How did I get so lucky?"

"I'm the lucky one Babe." He says rubbing her back. "So what movie are we watching?"

Merida pulls away a little. "Another Disney one?"

"Sure."

"You pick this time. What movie?"

"What do you have?"

"Pretty much all of them."

"Beauty and the Beast?"

"Of course!"

Merida leaves the couch and grabs the movie and puts it in then sits back on the couch and curls up next to Chris.

#chrisevans #Chris #tatoos #beautyandthebeast

@cevansbaby-dove @lizette50 @nicoline1998enilocin @frogeezz-blog-blog

[asknarashikari]

Neon: Konnichiwa Minna, Neon desu pikari.

Neon: Today I have a special guest for today.

Neon: I met with one of my biggest fans! Sara-san.

Sara: Aaah, I’m on Neon TV and to think I used to watch you on my phone, and now I get to be with you!

Neon: We have to thank your younger brother for us meeting.

Sara: I’m still bummed that he knew you all this time and didn’t think to tell me about it. *pouts*

Sara: He knew you and Ace-sama!

Neon: To be fair to him, Sara-san, he’s not a fan.

Sara: What? Did he say that to you?

Neon: Not exactly.

Neon: He just introduced himself and how his sister is a big fan.

Sara: Mou, that Keiwa!

Neon: Well, forget about him, let’s dance for a bit, Sara-san!

Sara: HaI! (video of their dance steps (just imagine its Neon and not Tsumuri) https://www.tiktok.com/@superherotime_tvasahi/video/7237697717907016962)

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Neon: Wait, is that Keiwa?

Sara: It is!

Neon: Looks like the stream is getting extended everyone!

Sara: Keiwa, come here!

Keiwa: Nee-chan, why’d you have to call me.

Keiwa: Hello everyone, please don’t kill me for saying I’m not a fan of Neon- chan.

Neon: eh?

Keiwa:  I’m not taking any chances,  Ace might see me as a naïve guy but I’m nearly not suicidal enough to piss off a lot of fans.

Neon: I’m sure my fans aren’t like that, right everyone? *playfully glares at the camera*

Sara: Hey, Neon-chan, Keiwa is a good dancer too!

Keiwa: No, no, no. I don’t dance anymore! I’m sure I’m really rusty!

Sara: Really? When you perfectly recreated the steps for King and Prince’s Tsukiyomi?

Neon: Really?

Keiwa: But, that, err…

Neon: Why don’t you dance with us, Keiwa?

Sara: Keiwa, please? You wouldn’t want to make your sister sad, right?

Keiwa: Fine, just fair warning I will be lost because I don’t even know the steps to what we’re dancing.

Sara: It’s fine, you’ll adapt, you’ve always been good at that. (video of their dance steps (just imagine Sara is there with them) https://www.tiktok.com/@sato_ryuga_official/video/7229301870882262273)

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Chat1: Oh, so his name is Keiwa, huh.

Chat2: oi, do not go shipping real people together. He’s handsome he probably has a girlfriend somewhere.

Chat3: or boyfriend.

Chat1: Whatever, I’m just curious, he’s always been referred to as the “that guy” by both Ace-sama and Neon-chan before.

Chat4: That’s right! Neon-chan’s previous collabs refer to a mutual friend as “that guy” always.

Chat5: Its fortunate that Keiwa-kun’s sister was on Neon-chan’s stream today.

Chat6: NGL, his sister’s hot…

Chat3: That’s just genetics, he looks hot too.

Chat7: still… to think his first line on video was for people not to kill him for how he introduced himself to Neon-chan,

Chat8; Honestly, cannot blame him.

Chat8: If Neon was really that typical idol girl, he would have been hounded by her supposed fans.

Chat9: respect a guy who really isn’t into the scene but cares enough of his sister to know her interests.

Chat2: He’s the older brother, right?

Chat3: Doubt it, from how he’s been described by Ace-sama, he’s on the younger side.

Chat1: Neon also said he’s Sara-chan’s younger brother.

Chat5: From the looks of things, if Sara-chan is really the older sister, she’s not that old herself.

Chat2: No shipping yourself with real people either.

Chat6: Shipping police, much?

Chat2: They have their lives and we shouldn’t do that.

Chat1: Fine.

Chat4: I would like to talk about him being able to replicate the steps to Tsukiyomi, that shit was complicated.

Chat3: I know right?

Chat9: Eh, he could be a good dancer, he was able to perfectly catch up to the steps despite being lost.

Chat2: Some people really do have all the looks and talent.

Chat10: What cracks me up is the standee of Ace-sama that appeared out of nowhere like a jumpscare.

Chat11: It was really windy, someone probably put somewhere and the wind picked it up and sent it their way.

Chat12: That was hilarious.

Wait they thought Ace appearing at the end was a standee?? I can't hold on lemme absorb that for a moment...

*laughs like a banshee*

And everyone's just simping over the Sakurai sibs. They do have very pretty genes lol XD

Meanwhile, Neon and Sara just have Keiwa wrapped around their pinky and take full advantage of it

[kirishimaswife2819]

When Their S/o is on Their Period || BNHA Boy Headcanons

Masterlist

Pairings: Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader, Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader, Eijiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, Shoto Todoroki x Fem!Reader, and Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader

Summary: How the boys act when you’re on your period

Word Count: 1.6k

A/n: I wrote this because my period is supposed to come in like two days and I am not very excited at all. Anyway, I hope you like these headcanons, and requests are still open and all that, just read the rules first. Also, thanks for everyone who has liked/reblogged any of my posts or even followed me, I really appreciate it. Hope you all have a great day/night! :) -Danielle <3

Izuku Midoriya:

If you don’t tell him ahead of time that you’re going to be on your period and you snap at him he’s gonna get so upset

Like he’s going to think about every little thing that happened for the past few weeks and try to see where he went wrong

Then when you tell him you’re on your period, he’s going to just freeze, and then start to panic

His face gets all red, but he still asks if you if you need anything

If you send this boy to the store to get pads/tampons, expect him to be gone for a solid few hours

When he firsts gets to aisle, he stands there, because he knows absolutely nothing about pad/tampons, and he doesn’t know what brand to get

So then, he takes out his phone and starts typing, and trying to do research, but google isn’t helping him decide what to get at all

So, then the nice old lady restocking the shelves, offers to help, noticing how he’s panicking

He still ends up getting a few different brands, but that’s okay

If you get bad cramps, like really bad, he’s definitely going to cry

He hates seeing you in pain

If you are having cramps he’ll give you some medicine he bought and offer you a heating pad

After he gets you feeling a little better, he’s going to give you all the snacks he got you and offer to cuddle and watch whatever you want with him

Overall, even though he gets really embarrassed about it, he’ll still help you if you need him to

Katsuki Bakugou:

If you snap at him, he’s going to like brush it off, but after the second or third time he’s going to go off on you

But once you tell him you’re on your period he’s going to be so confused

Not because he doesn’t know what it is, but because he has no clue what he’s supposed to do about it

He’ll apologize for going off on you

By apologize I mean that he’ll mumble sorry under his breath so that you can barely hear it

But I mean it’s Bakugou, so just take what you can get

He probably wouldn’t offer to go anywhere to get you anything

But if you ask him, he’ll go (Only after complaining the whole time getting ready to leave though)

He’s going to make sure you tell him what brand of pads/tampons to get so he doesn’t have to embarrass himself in front of people in the store

If the cashier says one word about him buying them or gives him a weird look, he’s going to get very pissed

“They’re for my girlfriend, now stop giving me weird ass looks and comments and just scan the damn things!”

He’ll probably end up grabbing more snacks or chocolate than you asked for but if you ask why he did that, he’s going to say it was a total accident, even though it wasn’t

After he brings you the stuff he’ll just crash in your bed, and demand cuddles

But he won’t ask, he’ll just pull you to him and cuddle you

The first time you’re on your period around him, he’s pretty embarrassed but hides it, but with time, he gets used to it and it doesn’t bother him anymore

Although no matter if he’s sixteen and buying pads/tampons for you or seventy and buying pads/tampons for you, he’s still going to end up yelling at the poor cashier, even if they don’t comment or give him a look

Eijiro Kirishima:

I may be a bit biased because I absolutely love Kirishima (if you couldn’t tell), but I am convinced that he would be the best boyfriend in every way

And that includes when you’re on your period

If you snap at him, he’s going to get a little upset, but immediately ask what’s wrong and try to figure out what the issue is

After you tell him, he’s going to panic but hide it so he doesn’t alarm you

Immediately offers to go get you anything you need

But he’s so eager to help you out, he forgets to ask what brand of pads or tampons to buy 

So now he’s in the feminine hygiene product aisle, standing next to some twelve year old girl whose low key too embarrassed to grab a box of pads in front of some teenage boy

So she’s just standing there, waiting for him to leave, but he’s trying to figure out which box to buy, so he’s like looking at all of them and picking them up, trying to figure out the difference between all of them

And the girl goes to quickly grab a box and run off, but then he speaks

“Wait, can you help me?”

And the girl low key just wants to disappear right then and there, but she helps him anyway

This man walks away with a few different brands of pads/tampons in his arms not realizing he just traumatized some little girl by asking her for advice on getting his girlfriend pads/tampons

Then he grabs you some snacks, medicine, and whatever else you wanted, before checking out and leaving

He like rushes home because he was taking so long and he was worried about you

But when he like bursts into your room, you’re literally fine, and just chilling eating some stale chips, and watching some Netflix

Kirishima immediately takes away your stale chips, and gives you the stuff he bought

So now you guys are eating the new and not stale chips while binge watching your favorite Netflix show for the fiftieth time

Shoto Todoroki:

I only have three words: Human Heating Pad

But seriously, if you have cramps, and you tell him heat helps, he’s definitely going to offer for you to use his hand as a heating pad

Once he learns that you’re on your period, he’s going to try his best to help, but he knows nothing about them despite having a sister

After taking a moment to compose himself after initial shock of you telling him, he’s going to offer to go to the store for you

So, now he’s in the aisle, trying to figure out what brand to get

He had tried calling you, but you must of been napping, because you didn’t pick up

Eventually he decides to call his sister and ask for some help

His sister proceeds to tell him about pads and tampons and how they work

He ends up writing some of the stuff down in his notes on his phone so he knows for next time and doesn’t forget

Then he’ll get whatever else you want

He’ll probably end up grabbing something extra too

Like a little gift such a plushie or a necklace, since he now knows periods really suck

He ends up getting you a gift every time your on your period (with Endeavor’s credit card of course), so it kind of morphs into a little tradition even though you insist that he doesn’t need to do it

But once he returns to home, you apologize for not answering, since you were in fact napping, but he quickly shuts you down and gives you everything he had got for you

Then you use his hand as your personal heating pad and talk about your lives

Overall, he’s pretty calm about the situation, and doesn’t make it a bigger deal than it needs to be

Denki Kaminari:

When you snap, or if you snap, he’s probably just going to brush it off

But the second time you snap at him, he makes some dumb remark

Probably something like, “Damn is it that time of the month or something?”

That gets him a textbook to his face

He’s honestly surprised with your response to his question

“Actually, yeah! Asshole! Now, if you’re gonna be a jerk, get the hell out and leave me alone!”

He was only joking and didn’t expect you to actually say yes

After you admit that you being on your period is the problem, he doesn’t know what to do

He knows the basics of a period, he knows you bleed, and like chocolate, and you sometimes get cramps, but other than that he has no idea how to handle the situation

After a moment of trying to figure out what to do, he asks if you need anything

Now he’s in the store, trying to figure out what a ‘flow’ is, and why pads and tampons are so expensive

He ends up calling Kirishima to come help, who has no clue what to do either

Then they turn it into a group call by adding Bakugou and Sero

Bakugou calls them ‘fucking stupid’ but doesn’t know shit about periods either so when they ask him for help he makes up some excuse for not telling Kaminari what to do

Sero is actually helpful and tells him to just get one of each type of flow, since Kaminari refuses to call you and ask (R.I.P. Kaminari’s wallet)

Kaminari thanks him, and then they end the call

Then he gets whatever else you asked for, before heading home

When he gets there, he awkwardly hands you the bag and asks if you need anything else

When you say you want him to stay, he’s immediately jumping into your bed and cuddling with you

He thought since you were on your period, you wouldn’t want to be around him and it low key made him kind of sad, cause he would miss you

Then you guys spend the rest of the night scrolling through Tik Tok, and laughing along to videos

At some point, you end up seeing the thing girls do on Tik Tok where they ask their boyfriend’s how pads work

When Kaminari continues watching the video, and learns how pads actually work, he’s like turns to you and is like

“Wait, the sticky part doesn’t stick to your vagina?”

Somebody please help this poor idiot

[bbangsoonie]

chaser

member: jaehyun (hyunjae) genre: fluff word count: 1,226 synopsis: jaehyun is the ex-boyfriend who always treats you well—whether you’re together or broken up.

a/n: happy birthday to our present, lee jaehyun

You hadn’t expected to see Jaehyun at the party. Or maybe you subconsciously did, judging by your over-the-top outfit.

Nevertheless, you awkwardly made eye contact with your ex-boyfriend across the room. Even in a crowd, you were able to spot each other. Unsure if you should acknowledge his presence, you turned towards the table and grabbed yourself a drink.

With the music blaring, you could barely hear your own thoughts as you tried to find Sangyeon. He was the host of the party and the one who invited you there. Yet he was nowhere to be seen.

Sighing, you took another sip of your drink and began to search for any other familiar faces. When you spotted Kevin, your face lit up as you headed towards him.

“Y/n! You’re here!” he shouted over the loud noise. He pulled you in for a hug and your eyes landed on Jaehyun. His expression was unreadable as you smiled at your friend.

You tried your best to stop being so mindful of your ex. But you couldn’t help steal glances at him and remain wary of his gaze. Afterall, you hadn’t ended the relationship on bad terms. At the time of the breakup, you were going through personal issues and decided that you needed to focus on yourself rather than dating. Jaehyun respected your decision but was sad to let you go.

Not wanting to spend the whole night moping, you turned to alcohol to let loose. You allowed it to cloud your judgement as you out-drank everyone around you.

“Woah, you should slow down a bit,” Jacob warned. You insisted that you were fine and excused yourself to go to the bathroom.

You felt nothing but bliss as you stumbled towards the quieter hallway. Humming, you concentrated on your feet, willing them to take proper steps.

“You really shouldn’t be chugging like that,” you heard an all-too-familiar voice say from behind you. “Your stomach never feels well the day after.”

You turned around to see Jaehyun crossing his arms. His eyes bore into yours, making your heart skip a beat.

“Well, I’ll be the one to deal with it,” your tone was laced with spite to hide your true feelings.

“Just… pace yourself,” he sighed before leaving.

After you finished your business in the bathroom, you muttered under your breath as you washed your hands. You mumbled something about him paying you needless attention and swung the door open.

To your surprise, Jaehyun was waiting for you outside. Taken aback, you blankly stared at him. He cleared his throat before placing a hangover prevention drink in your hand. When you didn’t say anything, he walked away with another awkward cough.

You stared at the small bottle with a number of thoughts crossing your mind. Shaking your head, you decided to just drink it and forget about it.

By the time the party died down, there were only about a dozen people left at the house. It was only then that you finally saw Sangyeon, who introduced you to his new girlfriend. You joked about how she was out of his league, earning a laugh from her and a sarcastic eye roll from him.

While helping him wrap up, you drank whatever leftover alcohol you found as you cleaned. It was a waste to just throw it out.

It turned out to be a mistake, as mixing drinks in your stomach took a toll on you. Wanting some fresh air, you stepped out to sober up. You sat outside, relying on the wall to keep you from laying down.

You heard the door open and felt someone sit down next to you. You didn’t need to look to know who it was; you instantly recognized his scent.

Your hands held onto your head as you complained of dizziness and scolded the world to stop spinning.

“Drink,” Jaehyun said as he handed you a cup of water.

You took a gulp and kept the water in your cheeks. Your lips were pouted out to hold the liquid inside.

“Swallow,” he raised a brow until you complied.

“You don’t have to take care of me anymore, you know,” you pointed out.

“I know. But I want to.”

The two of you sat in silence. This time, it wasn’t awkward. It was comfortable and reminded you of when you used to date. He was always the same to you, whether he was your boyfriend or not. He was always genuine and caring.

And you hated it.

You hated how you were still unable to get over him.

“Why?” you asked.

He didn’t answer. Instead, he offered you a tight smile and got up. Extending his hand, he motioned for you to do the same.

You stared at it with a million thoughts running through your head. He made it so much harder to move on.

“Don’t be too nice to me,” you slapped his hand away and stood up on your own. “Our relationship isn’t like that anymore.”

“Right,” he muttered as he shoved his hand back into his pocket.

“Oh stop being such a wuss and just tell her you want to get back together,” a voice suddenly said, scaring you both. You turned around to see Changmin shaking his head at the sight in front of him.

“Shut up and mind your own business,” Jaehyun said as he pushed his friend back inside the house.

Changmin’s words rang and echoed in your mind. Jaehyun wanted to get back together with you? Was that even plausible?

Despite missing him like crazy, you never thought to consider that an option. You were the one who ended the relationship. You didn’t think you had the right to ask.

“Would you… take me back if I asked?” your voice was barely heard over the cicadas filling the awkward silence. “Or is that too shameless of me?”

Jaehyun couldn’t hide his shock. That same question had been troubling his mind for months. Making him wonder what could’ve been. What could be.

He didn’t think you’d be the one to ask.

“O-Of course,” he stuttered. “But… you really want to date again?”

“It’s not a relationship that I want, Jaehyun. I want you,” you confessed. “I broke up with you because I didn’t want to make you feel less prioritized. But at the same time, I’m selfish and realized that even though I was struggling, it was better when you were by my side. And now that I have my own life sorted out, I want to be greedy just once more to ask if we can start over.”

He couldn’t find the words to express how he felt. Instead, he pulled you in for a tight hug.

Surprised, you looked for an answer in his eyes as if his gesture wasn’t clear enough. Seeing your confusion, he chuckled as he ruffled your hair.

“I want you too, Y/n,” he grinned. “I thought you’d never ask so I was planning on clinging to you again.”

“Aw man, I should’ve held back a little more,” you joked.

“This time, I’m the tequila and you’re the lime chasing me.”

“Really? The chaser analogy again?”

“Hey, you used it on me first when I asked you out.”

Despite his teasing, your heart swelled with joy. Jaehyun made you happy and you weren’t going to deny it anymore.

[slasherhaven]

how would the slashers be when they have a crush on there future s/o and when the s/o breaks up with there boyfriend/girlfriend? the slashers and s/o are friends, so the s/o goes to them crying/ to be comforted telling them what happen, how would the slashers react?

The Slashers reacting to their Future S/O coming to them for comfort after ending their current relationship:

Thomas Hewitt

As soon as you finished speaking with you partner, now ex-partner, you headed to the Hewitt household because you needed to see Thomas. He always made you feel better.

You knocked on the door and Luda May let you in, seeing the tears in your eyes. You’ve known the family for so long that she considers you family, she offers to talk to you and make you something to drink but you just told her that you were there to see Thomas. She understands and tells you where he is.

When Thomas sees you, he knows that something is wrong and is instantly worried.

You just sighed, hurrying over to him and wrapping your arms around him. He instantly returned your hug, holding you and letting you cry if you needed too.

He will listen to you talk about what happened, wanting to know everything, wanting to help you anyway he can.

He hates them. He hates them for hurting you. But he quickly forgets about them, focusing on you once again. You’re what’s important.

Thomas knows that he loves you but he had accepted that you were with somebody else. You were his best friend, his only friend, and you meant the world to him.

He absolutely means it when he tells you that you’re the best thing that they would ever have and that you would find somebody who realises that. 

Maybe that was the moment that you truly saw what had been in front of you this whole time, that Thomas was the one who thought you were the best thing he had ever seen, the person who would appreciate you how you deserved.

Michael Myers 

How you ended up befriending Michael Myers is a mystery. You were probably childhood friends and he must trust you a whole lot to be okay with you having a normal social life.

Still, he is your friend who has been dealing with some very confusing romantic feelings for you, so he is extremely protective of you.

When you come home teary eyed, he assumes somebody hurt you and is furious. Not that you could tell unless you noticed the clenching of his fists.

You just blurt it out when you see him. “We broke up!” he wasn’t expecting that...

He could....kill them for you? Oh, you don’t want that? And you’re quick to tell him that you don’t want him to kill them because you knew what he was thinking as soon as he moved towards the door.

Michael is just silent so you can only guess he is listening as you talk, telling him that it was for the best.

He’s not going to make a move to comfort you, but his presence is kind of comforting, at least to you. He was there to protect you and he was, seemingly, listening.

In the end, Michael didn’t really know what to do but you seemed satisfied with just having him around when you were upset. So...he just stayed while you worked through it.

Jason Voorhees 

You spent as much time with Jason as you could but you still had a life outside of the abandoned camp and he understood that. You were his friend and he didn’t want to take that away from you.

He loved your visits and hearing about your life, it was a bit of normalcy for him. He is nearly completely selfless when it comes to you, he would do anything for you, and despite his growing feelings for you he listened to you talk about your partner and supported you.

Jason was overjoyed when he saw you approaching his cabin, always glad to see you, but he quickly became concerned when he saw the sadness on your face. Something had happened...

He’s quick to approach you, greeting you and asking if you’re alright.

He’s comforted you before over things, but he was still a little surprised when you just hugged him, telling him everything.

He’d hold you without a single complaint, and he would listen to everything you had to say.

Of course he welcomes you into the cabin, ready to help in whatever way he can. If you want something to eat or drink, he’ll get it, he’s been keeping better food around since you started visiting. He would also get you a blanket just to make you comfortable.

You would probably stay at the cabin that night with Jason, he was your best friend and he always made you feel better. You wouldn’t want to be anywhere else after having a bad day.

Brahms Heelshire

You and Brahms had an agreement. You would stay after discovering the truth but you had to be able to have a normal life. 

He is an incredibly jealous person but you were the best thing to enter his life in a very long time, as long as your partner never came into the house he could try to look past it.

He knew it was wrong and he actually felt bad about it but he was glad that you and your partner had broken up. Now he could finally have you all to himself.

But how sad you looked when you returned home just made his heart ache for you.

Despite you and Brahms having grown very close, you didn’t expect a sympathetic reaction when you told him about the break up. 

You knew he was jealous, that he had a crush on you (he wasn’t good at hiding it), and you thought he would be happy.

However, you were pleasantly surprised when Brahms innocently pulled you into an embrace. “I’m sorry, Y/n” he touched the lips of his mask to the top of your head before stroking your hair.

It wasn’t what you expected but you were grateful for it, tightening the hug as you buried your face in his chest, glad for the comfort.

He can be surprising comforting, holding you and reassuring you. He’s very honest with his opinions, saying that they didn’t deserve you, that you are too good for them, and that you belong here with him.

And, well, it was difficult to disagree as you made yourself comforting on the couch as he held you.

Bo Sinclair

As soon as you walked into the house, Bo was about to come and greet you with a flirty comment and a smirk but stopped when he saw your face. You looked upset.

He didn’t falter too much, asking you what happened. Then you told him that you and your partner had broken up, and you came right here.

Even though you had made it clear that you had been in a relationship and just his friend, Bo enjoyed flirting with you.

But now, for once, he wasn’t flirting. He let out a sigh and started to act more seriously.

“C’mere darlin’” Bo’s voice was surprisingly soft as he guided you towards him. He genuinely cared about you, you were one of the few people he cared about, and he didn’t like seeing you upset, especially because of some asshole who didn’t know what they had. “It’ll be alright.”

His embrace was comforting, making you feel safe, and you allowed yourself to just let go and be vulnerable. 

Bo is not good at comforting people but he’ll hold you if you need it. Then he’ll grab two beers and let you talk about what happened.

Deciding to be a decent person, he would lay off of you for a little while until you seemed to be doing better, but then you can bet that the flirting is going to be more than ever now that you’re single.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent loved whenever you visited, it stunned him that you visited at all. You left Ambrose, you didn’t have to return, but you always did. All because you were his friend.

What he hates most is seeing you upset, he just thinks you deserve all the happiness in the world.

So when you knock on the door of his workroom and he opens it to see your teary eyes, he just wants to help.

Of course he ushers you inside, expressing his concern and asking what was wrong.

You tell him everything about the breakup and were honest about how you felt.

When you asked him if he could just be with you for a while, he instantly agrees and holds you for as long as you need.

Vincent is a little more surprised when you asked him if you could stay with them for a little while, at least tonight. You really didn’t feel like driving home but you hadn’t packed to stay in town. But he agrees, understanding that you didn’t want to be alone.

When Bo asks what the hell is going on, Vincent give him the short story that you had broken up with your partner, and of course Bo patted his twin on the shoulder and told him go for it.

Yes, Vincent had feelings for you and both of his brothers thought it was obvious but you didn’t seem to be aware of them. However, Vincent was more concerned about making sure you were alright than trying to confess his feelings for you.

Now simply wasn’t the time and in the end he just wanted the best for you.

Lester Sinclair 

After the break up, you went to the first person you thought of. Lester.

You didn’t feel like seeing Bo and dealing with him, so you went straight to Lester’s house outside of town. But he wasn’t there.

You were best friends and you were often at his house, so you just let yourself in and waited for him.

When Lester returned home, he saw your car and was just excited to see you. He entered the house with a grin, assuming you would be in a normal mood and greet him with a hug as usual.

You did technically greet him with a hug but he had seen the teary look on your face as you embraced him. 

Lester instantly wrapped his arms around you, asking what was wrong as he comforted you. He just wanted to hold you and make sure you were okay.

You had told him about your partner before and how things had been different recently and, despite his feelings for you, Lester always told you that things would be okay and that it would work out.

He would let you stay at his house, just being a supportive and caring friend that he always was.

“Thank you Lester, you’re the best” he hates that you’re upset and that you were hurt by somebody you cared about, but he smiled slightly into your hair as he held you. 

He would do right by you, he promised himself that.

Bubba Sawyer

As soon as you show up at the Sawyer household, clearly upset, Bubba is worried about you.

He’s your best friend so of course you went to him after the break up, and once the two of you went to his room to sit down, you told him everything.

Bubba didn’t really know what to do. He wanted to tell you that everything would be okay, that he’s here for you, and you got the general idea of that from his noises of concern. 

He wishes he could more easily express those reassurances but will settle for just holding you, whether you need to cry or not.

And he’s a great listener! He’ll let you talk about it for as long as you need. 

Bubba will hold you and comfort you as much as you need but if you need to just forget everything for a little while get him, Nubbins and ChopTop together to cheer you up. You’re family now and they don’t want you to be sad.

Billy Lenz 

How does one befriend a pervert living in your attic that keeps making inappropriate phone calls to your house? You don’t even know, it was a bit of a blur. You just grew used to him, you finally met him, and now he was pretty much your best friend.

It was actually more surprising to Billy than to you.

After the break up, you returned home and were met with a silent house.

As if he was waiting for you, the phone starting ringing only seconds later. You answered it but Billy instantly heard that something was wrong just from your voice.

When he asked what was wrong, you simply told him that you and your partner had broken up.

He instantly hung up the phone and for a moment you thought that was it, until you heard him scampering down the stairs in a hurry to get to you.

You are his best friend, his only friend, and he cares deeply for you. 

He can still make inappropriate comments and jokes but you were used to them. You also had a feeling that he had a crush on you, just from the way he acted, but you weren’t thinking about any of that in that moment.

Billy was quickly asking you if you were alright and pulling you into a hug, assuming that was what he was meant to do. You assured him that you were fine, just upset by it all.

Billy can be unpredictable and not really the most supportive or reliable person but he was trying really hard, listening to you tell him everything that happened.

Asa Emory (The Collector)

You had told Asa about your relationship before. Despite being a little cold at times, he had somehow become a close friend so of course you mentioned it too him.

At first he didn’t seem to care too much but he eventually started to become more interested, like he wanted information on your relationship. Unknown to you, this was happening because he was starting to accept his feelings for you.

Anyway, he instantly knew something was wrong when you arrived at his house. You knocking on the door and him opening it to see your saddened face.

He invites you in and quite bluntly asks you what happened, and you confess that you and your partner broke up.

Yes, of course he is interest in this. He has developed feelings for you and now you were single, that’s an interesting development. 

However, you are his friend first and he does genuinely care about you.

So, he pushed away those thoughts and listens to you talk about what happened, even comforting you when you need it. 

You see a softer side of Asa when you’re upset and he’s attempting to comfort you.

Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull)

You had started out working for Jesse as an assistant (well, that was your title) and the two of you had become close friends while working together. 

You swore that you spent more time with him than your partner, and maybe that had been one reason for your break up. 

As soon as you and your partner broke up, you texted Jesse the short version. Something as simple as: “Broke up. Need to talk” and he instantly sent a car for you.

If Jesse cares about you, he will do anything for you. You’re his friend and he’s well aware of his deeper feelings for you, so he’s not going to let you deal with this on your own.

If you’re angry with them, you can rant as much as you like and he’ll listen. If you’re upset, he’ll let you cry against him.

He’ll tell you that you’re too good for them, that you deserve better and that he’s sure you’ll find that person soon. He’s...surprisingly supportive?

And he’s taking you out! Whatever you want to do, he’ll arrange it. His best friend is heartbroken and it’s his job to fix that. Anything for you.

Jesse hates them for hurting you but won’t hurt them for your sake (I mean...unless you want him too, I guess), break ups happen and he knows that. Plus, he has to admit that he’s never thought your partner was good enough for you, and of course...he has had a thing for you for a while now.

Otis Driftwood 

When you show up to the house, upset and searching for Otis, he isn’t quite sure what to do with that. If you came in angry at your ex, shouting and frustrated, he could work with that, purposely riling you up.

But you’re calm, just effected by the fresh break.

Otis isn’t great at comforting people, he has next to no experience with it so he’s not completely sure what to do.

If you want your ex dead, he can do that but...if you don’t he’s a little more lost as to how to help. Thankfully, you talked him out of killing your ex and he settled for other ways to comfort you.

If you want some sort of physical comfort, just hug him. He’s not going to push you away, he’ll hold you when you cry or hold you just because you want to be held. It will be quiet but peaceful, and he remembers that he likes holding you like this.

He lets you talk about the break up as much as you want, listening surprisingly intently.

Do you need a drink? Something stronger? If yes to any of these, he will get you what you need and the two of you will just have a good time to cheer you up. 

Otis is a particular taste but he always manages to make you smile.

Baby Firefly 

As soon as you show up on her doorstep with tears in your eyes, she has a good idea what happened because you always confided in her about your relationship.

She invites you in and she comforts you.

Baby is the best at making you feel better because you know that when she tells you that you are amazing, she means it.

She’s quickly telling you that you can do better and that they didn’t know what they had, it’s their loss.

Oh and, if you let her, she is taking you out! She hates seeing you sad and she wants to cheer you up. She wants to take you out and help you have some fun.

And who knows, maybe you’ll realise the right person for you has been right by your side this whole time.