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• Alpträume (German, nightmares)

Warnings: nightmares, talks about trauma & killing, magical rituals, she is all sappy with them, Yoongi is so loved, i fucking can’t anymore, this chapter made me cry so hard istfg, he is so loved!, Yoongi *jumps into lava*, he needs to be fucking stopped, I don’t want him anymore, I do but omfg please STOP MIN YOONGI

Wordcount: 10.9k

a/n: idk what to say anymore i just want them to be happy

The air is burning you. You can’t breathe. You feel helpless. Alone. Scared. The shadow is staring at you. There in the corner. Its eyes are white. The body is blacker than the night. Unmoving. Stalking. Watching. Observing.

There.

You feel danger seeping from it. It is not your friend. You feel it.

Stalking. Watching. Observing.

“Hello?” you call out to it.

The eyes appear and disappear in slow blinks.

“What do you want from me?” you ask it.

It disappears only to appear closer to you.

You can’t move away. It is coming closer and you can’t move away.

“Please leave me alone.”

Blink. Blink. Blink.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t want to kill you”, you sob, “please leave me alone.”

The shadow disappears and appears right in front of you.

“No!” you exclaim, pushing at it only to push air instead. You woke up, but still feel as if you are dreaming. You sit up.

Lights turn on.

“It’s okay, I’m here”, Yoongi says, hurrying to your side inhumanly fast. He places his hands on your arm, looking at you with worried eyes, “I’m here now, love.”

“Yoongi”, you press out, letting out a little sob afterwards. You even press your eyes closed, sinking in on yourself.

“It’s okay, nothing can hurt you anymore”, he whispers, hugging you against his chest. He sways your bodies from side to side, “you’re okay now.”

“I’m not okay, I’m so scared”, you hiccup, shaking in his arms.

“I know, but I’m here now. I’ll keep you safe.”

“I can’t take it anymore. I can’t sleep without having nightmares. I’m so scared.”

“I know love, I know. Fuck princess, I’m so sorry this is happening to you”, he says, cradling you against him tighter. He kisses the crown of your head, resting his cheek on it afterwards, “should I make you dream again? Nice ones about your plants, how does that sound?” he offers.

“No, please don’t make me go back to sleep, please”, you beg him.

“Okay, you don’t have to. Come on, let’s take a walk”, he says, picking you up from bed to carry you out of the room.

He only sets you down so you can put on your shoes and he can close your coat neatly. He gives you his beanie, pulling it over your ears to keep you warm.

He was actually on his way out for a quick hunt when he sensed your distress. He realised that he began sensing it ever since a few weeks. It only really works up to a certain distance before it stops, but if you are still close enough to him, he feels a heavy lump of unease in his chest whenever you are in any sort of distress. He hurried back to you the second this lump began to form and arrived just when you woke. The room reeked of fear as he stumbled into it.

You still smell of it even now, outside and far away from bed. You are clutching him so tightly it feels as if you were scared that he might disappear.

Yoongi has his arm draped around you, keeping you safe.

“Is this real?” you ask him.

“Yes princess, this is real”, he promises you.

“I woke up so many times lately only to realise that I was still dreaming. I don’t know what’s real anymore.”

“This is real, princess. I’m real”, he takes your hand to place it on his chest.

You and him stop right under a streetlamp.

“This lamp is real”, he says, guiding your hand to it. The metal feels cold and wet on your palm, “feel it?”

You nod your head.

“Describe it to me.”

“It’s cold and wet.”

“Good job. Now how many fingers am I holding up”, he says, lifting his hand. There are eight fingers on his hand.

The shadow is behind him.

“No. No. Nononono. Please.”

“Princess, wake up”, Yoongi’s voice reaches you.

You flinch and wake. The lights are turned on. Yoongi is hovering over you with his hands clasping your face. He is frowning in worry.

“Hey there, hey”, he whispers, wiping your tears away, “I’m here now. You’re safe.”

“Please leave me alone”, you beg, sobbing in pure fear. This isn’t real again. This is just another dream. Any second now and the shadow will appear. “Please, I’m so sorry. Please leave me alone, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay, my love. You’re not dreaming anymore.”

“You said that before”, you choke out between sobs, shaking your head weakly.

“But it’s the truth. Trust me.”

You shake your head.

“Then ask me something. Something only I can know.”

You look at him, sniffling like crazy.

Yoongi smiles reassuringly, caressing your cheek.

“Did..did I i-invite you inside instantly?” you know that the real Yoongi will know what you mean by the cryptic question.

“No, you didn’t. You wanted to water your plants, that’s why we were at your place. In the hallway, we quarrelled about whether or not we should attack Alpha and then you pretended not to invite me inside.”

“And then?”

“Well, eventually you did and I ended up pressing you against the door and telling you not to play with me.”

“What did you knee do?”

“It was between your legs.”

“Yoongi”, you press out, eyes filling with relieved tears.

“It’s me, it’s your Yoongi Boongie”, he says softly, wiping your tears away the second they roll down your face.

“My Yoongi Boongie”, you whisper, reaching up to cup his face, “you’re actually here.”

“Yes my princess, I’m here”, he assures you, leaning down to kiss your forehead, “you’re safe now.”

“I’m so, so s-scared”, you stutter, shaking in fear.

“I know, I can smell it. You don’t have to be anymore, I’m keeping you safe.”

Yoongi watches with a heavy heart as you continue to shake. He hurts for you. He doesn’t want you to suffer.

“Should we leave the room for a little? Put some distance between all of this?”

You nod your head, letting him pull you to your feet. He dresses you in one of his hoodies to keep you warm then guides you outside.

The hallways of Fredrick’s mansion are narrow and long. Darkness hangs in the air and the silence is deafening. You are shivering like crazy, clutching Yoongi as if your life depended on it. The hallways are so dark. This is like in your dream. Dark corridors, silence and shadows waiting to get to you. Panic fills your veins. This is your dream. You are still dreaming.

“No”, you press out, suddenly refusing to move, “no please don’t. No.”

Yoongi, who felt you begin to fight him, turns to you. You are trying to get out of his hold, leaning all of your weight into it.

“No! Leave me alone, please!”

“Hey, my love”, he says, taking your hands, “you’re safe.”

“No, this is- no please”, you beg, fighting him so roughly that he stumbles into you.

“Careful”, he says.

“I don’t want to do this anymore, please. I’m sorry”, you beg. Your eyes are glued to the dark hallway. Any second now and the shadow will appear. Suzy is coming. You can sense it. You fight him harder, stumble away, “please don’t do this, please.”

“___”, he says and cradles your face, tilting it so you are looking at him and only him. His eyes are widened, racing between yours quickly, “look at me.”

“I’m sorry, please believe me.”

“My lovely, hey”, Yoongi gives your cheeks a soft squeeze, “you’re safe and nothing will hurt you right now.”

His voice is loud. Not because he is yelling at you or is in any way angry at you, but because he needs you to hear him. You reek of such intense fear that Yoongi’s stomach twists. He never smelled such dark and sickening anxiety on you.

“She’ll come for me”, you choke out, shaking like crazy.

Yoongi shakes his head vigorously.

“Nobody will come for you. You’re with me now. You’re safe. You’re awake. And I’m here now. Please listen to me, I’m here”, he assures you, pulling your face closer until he can kiss your forehead gently, “I’m here. You’re awake with me.”

You exhale and with it return to him. All it took was that one contact. That one whisper. That one touch. You are with him again. Yoongi can smell it too. You are still anxious and scared but at least you aren’t consumed by it anymore.

“Yoongi”, you choke out, sobbing so quietly it borders a whimper. Like that of a puppy being hurt.

“Talk to me if you can. What’s scary right now?” he speaks gently, running his thumbs back and forth on your temples. No magic is used. He doesn’t need to, because you’ll always be able to find comfort in his presence.

“The, the darkness.”

“Mhm I see. It’s really dark, isn’t it?” he says and kisses the slope of your nose, “we can go back to the room if you want to.”

“No, please don’t make me go back.”

“I won’t, my love. So we’ll continue here, yeah?”

“I’m scared.”

“I know, but I’m here. We just have to go downstairs and to the kitchen and then we’ll have light again. Can you do that?”

“I don’t know”, you move your head so you can look into his eyes. Tears roll down your cheeks, “I’m so scared.”

“Okay, I understand”, he speaks gently, “then close your eyes and let me carry you. I won’t let go.”

You whimper quietly, switching between looking at his left and right eye. You are scared to close them.

“What if, what if she gets me that way?”

“She won’t, trust me. I’m here.”

You hesitate.

“Close your eyes, my love”, he whispers and places his hand on your forehead to run it down your face slowly. Like this, he brushes it over your eyes as well, making them fall closed, “there we go, keep them close. You’re doing so well, princess love”, he praises and runs his hands to your cheeks, “how’s that?”

“Not scary.”

“Yeah? Good job, love. Keep them closed”, he whispers, listening to the sigh of relief you let out, “I’ll lift you now, okay?”

“Okay”, you breathe, lifting your arms so he can pick you up easier.

You fall into him, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. He smells like Yoongi. He is real. No amount of dark, twisted magic could fool you now. Nothing could recreate the way he smells and how he makes you feel because of it. Safe. Oh so safe. He is real and as long as he is holding you, nobody can get to you.

Yoongi bounces you in his arms twice then his grip on you is secured.

“Let’s go”, he says and carries you through the darkness safely, “just keep them closed, love. I’m right here.”

You aren’t scared, knowing that for as long as you keep your eyes closed, he will make sure that nothing happens to you.

Fredrick doesn’t keep human food in his kitchen, but ordered his servants to buy stuff for you. Neither he nor his servants are in the kitchen. Yoongi switches the lights on and sits you down on the counter.

He stays close, allowing you to hug him. You are still shaking. Not as much as you did in the hallway, but it is still present.

“Do you want some tea?” he offers, caressing your back.

You nod your head and so Yoongi prepares tea for you while you sit on the counter and try not to cry again. Once the tea is done, he takes you back into his arm, carrying the mug with the other hand. He sits down with you on the rocking chair which Fredrick keeps in one corner of the kitchen. It is made out of rattan and is painted white. Pillows make sitting comfortable and a woollen blanket waits to be used. Yoongi drapes it over your legs, making sure that you are tugged in thoroughly. You are sitting on him sideways. There are three windows with low window sills behind the chair, showing the dark night. Yoongi makes sure to turn the chair in a way so that he would look outside while you could look at the bright kitchen. No darkness will torture you again. Not for as long as he can prevent it.

“There we go”, he says, “here’s your tea.”

“Thanks”, you barely get the word out and accept the mug.

Yoongi doesn’t mind how slowly you move or how quietly you talk, holding you safely and rocking the chair just enough that it feels soothing. You don’t say a lot, but he doesn’t mind. He sits with you in silence, scratching your back and keeping his hand on your knee. You drink the tea slowly, staring at the ground with heavy, sleepy eyes. He knows that you are aching for more sleep, but that fear of another nightmare is keeping you awake.

You take another sip of the tea, clutching the mug with both hands.

“How is the tea?” he asks you in a soft voice.

“Good. You make the best tea”, you whisper.

Yoongi chuckles, “I sure hope I do”, he says, placing his hand on your thigh to rub it gently.

You exhale loudly, falling into him. Your head is resting on his shoulder, your weight is against his chest.

“I’m so tired”, you confess in a trembling voice.

“I know”, he kisses your forehead, keeping his lips against it afterwards, “just close your eyes and fall asleep, I’ll make sure that you are safe.”

“I don’t want to go back to sleep. It’s so scary.”

“I understand, it’s okay if you don’t want to yet. Just don’t fight it once it happens. I’m right here, yeah?”

You nod your head, snuggling closer to him. He feels so warm and smells so good. It is even stronger now that you are wearing one of his hoodies. It feels like you are getting a double hug from him and that’s the best feeling ever. Especially after such a terrible nightmare.

“I don’t know what to do anymore. Why doesn’t it stop?” you whisper weakly.

“Mhm”, he hums and gives you a little squeeze and a kiss to your forehead, “do you want to describe to me what exactly is happening in those dreams?”

“I don’t know if I can”, you confess, shivering at the mere thought.

“That’s okay, it’s okay”, he soothes those shivers right away, “I was just asking in case they’re not of normal nature.”

“Normal nature?” you gasp, lifting your head in alarm, “w-what do you mean?”

Yoongi frowns in worry then shakes his head.

“Yoongi, tell me. What did you mean by that?” you insist, gripping a bundle of his shirt to shake him softly.

“I don’t know.”

“Please.”

Yoongi sighs in defeat and places his hand over yours, “there were cases where witches manifested a part of their soul in someone’s mind right before their death, so that shall the chance arise and their host becomes mentally weak, they could take over and therefore resurrect again. The hosts spoke of nightmares, night terrors and feelings of losing control over themselves.”

“What?” your voice cracked as you exclaimed the word. Your body is shaking instantly. “Oh god, please no”, you choke out, feeling your eyes tear up painfully.

“Hey”, Yoongi speaks softly and slowly, cupping your cheek, “those cases were very rare and I didn’t say that this is the case with your dreams. They could very well be a trauma reaction.”

“Oh god, oh god I-I think this is happening to me. Yoongi this, this is happening to me.”

“Okay, I hear you, okay”, he says, wiping your tears away, “why do you think it is? Describe it to me if you can.”

“I’m always in, in a long hallway or, or a dark room and I can’t move away and then there is this shadow and it’s coming closer but I can’t move and then there is also Suzy sometimes, but she is bleeding out of her mouth and spits the, the blood at me”, you hiccup, shaking like crazy, “and she calls me a murderer and her voice is so loud and I, I can’t”, you break into tears, head falling against his chest, “I’m a murderer, I can’t take this anymore. Oh god”, you sob loudly.

“I’m right here”, Yoongi whispers, pressing you against him with just enough strength that his promise felt honest, “you’re not a murderer, trust me. What you did was not murder and we will also figure out what your nightmares mean. I promise you.”

“R-really?”

“Yes, really.”

“Thank you”, you choke out, “thank you so much.”

“Don’t. You know that that’s what I do”, he says, rubbing your back until those shivers stop. And you ask yourself why it took you so long to ask him for help.

That night, you find sleep atop his lap with your head resting against his shoulder and his strong arms cradling you safely. Yoongi rocks your bodies in the rocking chair for an hour after you fell asleep, before he returns to bed with you. He holds you as you slumber, staying awake to make sure that nothing will get to you. No new nightmares torture you until the morning hours.

Yoongi takes you downstairs once you wake again. The others are sitting by a table, eating breakfast and talking. Fredrick is with them. Fringella isn’t. She is still in Geneva, which was probably best for everyone here.

“Good morning” Jimin says, meeting you and Yoongi after returning from getting his cup of coffee.

“Morning”, you say, rubbing your terribly swollen eyes.

Jimin’s eyes flit to Yoongi. The latter gives him a nod of his head and a toothless almost invisible smile, one Jimin returns wordlessly before their eye contact breaks again awkwardly.

“I’m getting coffee. Do you want me to get you some tea, love?” Yoongi asks you.

“Yes, that would be lovely. Thank you”, you tell him, “and maybe something to eat?”

“Yes, I’ll get you something. Do you want sweet or savoury?”

“Savoury please.”

“Coming right up.”

Yoongi leaves for the kitchen afterwards, leaving you with Jimin. Fredrick is currently in the kitchen, frying eggs. He greets Yoongi with a smile.

“I’m cooking food for your human”, he says.

“You’re burning eggs, that’s what you’re doing”, Yoongi says, “give that to me, you’re wasting food”, he says and snatches the spatula away from him.

“You’re cruel, old friend”, Fredrick jokes and then turns so he could talk to him. He lowers his voice, “tell me, there’s someone inside her head isn’t there?” he whispers so only Yoongi can hear. The latter sneaks a glance at him and opens his mouth to talk.

Jimin studies you from head to toe. You look at him.

“Come. Tae left you a seat next to him”, he says, walking next to you, “what’s up with you? Did you have a nightmare again?”

“Yes. Is it that obvious?”

“No, but I was awake when you and Yoongi left the room. I heard you talk about it.”

“Oh. Uhm”, you touch the side of your neck.

“It’s alright, I’m not going to tell the others.”

You sneak a glance at him. Jimin tries to ignore how flabbergasted you look because of it.

“Thank...you?” you almost ask the sentence.

“Yeah, sure”, he murmurs and then you have already arrived by the table and the others are busy wishing you a good morning.

You sit down on the chair Taehyung prepared next to him and accept the sweet kiss he places on your cheek. A few minutes later, Yoongi returns with breakfast, sitting down opposite of you, next to Jungkook. The others greet him happily which he returns with a little nod of his head. Fredrick sits down at the end of the table, lifting a glass of blood to his lips. He keeps staring at you, trying to figure out the true dynamic of your group. He thinks that Yoongi did something to his head. Whenever he tries to make sense of who you are to Yoongi, his head hurts. He doesn’t want to ask his old friend, because he knows that if he did something it was for the best.

“We were just talking, hyung”, Hoseok says, “that it feels really good to have such a nice morning together. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Mhm yeah”, Yoongi says, nodding his head before he sneaks a little glance at Jimin, “it’s nice.”

“Also did you hear already?” Seokjin says, “Namjoon’s supposed to have been sighted around an hour from here. Somewhere in an old factory again. He seems to love factories.”

“Really?”

“Yes, my contacts saw him”, Fredrick says.

“Well fuck”, Yoongi lets out and touches the bridge of his own nose, “doesn’t matter. Let him run, we have to be somewhere else today.”

“What?!” they all exclaim with widened eyes.

“But he’s less than an hour from here. We could end it, today”, Emma says.

Yoongi shakes his head, “not today. We have to drive back to Meredith”, he says, looking at you.

You gulp, feeling numb in fear. Why would he take you back there? He knows exactly how guilty this place makes you feel.

“Why?” Hoseok asks.

“Yes, why?” Taehyung agrees, placing his hand on your thigh under the table. You reek of fear and he knows that it is because of what Yoongi just told you.

“Because I have a feeling that Suzy Dream Jumped.”

“What?” Taehyung’s grip tightens on your thigh, “are you certain? You are aware of what that means, don’t you?”

Yoongi nods his head, jaw tightening.

“Did this bitch even know how to do that?” Jimin asks, looking just as worried.

“I don’t know, that’s why we have to go back to Meredith.”

“What’s Dream Jumping?” Hoseok asks, speaking what the rest was thinking. Everyone except you, because you currently feel like fainting in fear.

“It is a survival technique some witches use to escape death”, Taehyung explains.

“Okay?” Hoseok cocks his eyebrow up, “now again with more details, please.”

“You see”, Taehyung begins, “there are two seconds before a witch dies where she can transfer parts of her consciousness into a human host and if that host shows mental weakness, she can use that moment to take over and therefore become alive again while the hosts’ consciousness dies”, he explains.

“So why is it called Dream Jumping?”

“Because they hide in dreams so vampires can’t detect them through mind reading.”

“I see. Yo, what the hell?” Hoseok shivers, “this just gave me goosebumps, look”, he says, showing off the erect hair on his arm, “this is freaking scary.”

“Yes it is”, Taehyung agrees then looks at Yoongi, draping his arm over your shoulder, “so I truly hope that this is just an assumption by you. If Suzy Dream Jumped into ___, she could be in grave danger.”

“I know. It’s just a gist for now, but I better be safe then fucking sorry”, Yoongi says, eyes running over your face, “hey princess”, he reaches over the table to take your hand, “everything is gonna be alright, I’m right here.”

Fredrick widens his eyes at the view. Now that explains why he heard Yoongi make sounds like an animal in heat a few days ago. And why he keeps getting headaches. He stays silent, but internally he is screaming and jumping in joy for his Sire.

“You said that it was really rare. Last night”, you say, “did, did you lie to m-me?”

“It is really rare. Only a handful of witches actually managed to do it. I didn’t lie, but I can’t be certain for sure.”

“Oh god”, you whisper, lowering your head weakly, “fuck.”

The vampires exchange a worried look with each other.

“It is going to be alright, trust us”, Taehyung says, rubbing your arm soothingly, “I won’t let anything happen to you and neither will the others.”

“Yeah totally”, Hoseok agrees, “while I still have no idea how Dream Jumping should work, I won’t let that weirdo witch jump into you. No way.”

“Besides, as long as you’re wearing that”, Jimin grabs your wrist and lifts your hand to reveal your ring, “you should be safe. Even if she managed to transfer her bitchy self into you, she won’t get through the barrier the ring’s magic made around your mind.”

“Indeed! This is a very good observation, Jimin. I didn’t even think of that”, Taehyung says, nodding his head vigorously, “this would explain why you keep having nightmares. She is trying to break through the barrier, but can’t.”

“Yeah totally. She’s probably trying to scare you into breaking it yourself”, Jimin agrees.

“Indeed”, Taehyung says and squeezes your hand, “did you hear that, my sweetest? The ring is protecting your mind for now.”

“Are you sure that it is?”

“Yes, I am very certain. What do you say, Yoongi?”

Yoongi takes your hand, running his thumb over your ring.

“Yeah, that’s right”, he observes, nodding his head, “depending on what magic it was laced with, it can protect her from witch magic as well. It’s a ring for mind protection after all.”

“And is it such a ring?” you ask him.

“I told Meredith to put the strongest spell on it. Yes, it’s gonna protect you and Jimin’s theory is very likely”, he assures you and places your hand on the table gently before pulling away to take out his phone instead, “we shouldn’t trust in it blindly however. Who knows what kinda fucked up tricks Suzy has up her sleeves.”

“I agree with you, but for now we can rest assured that ___ is safe. Right?” Taehyung makes sure, caressing the back of your head soothingly as he speaks.

Yoongi studies your fear filled face, eyes softening reassuringly and lips curling into an honest smile.

“Yes, we can rest assured”, he says.

“Did you hear that, my darling? You will be safe for now until we talked to Meredith”, Taehyung says, giving you a little shake before leaning down to kiss your forehead.

“Now excuse me, I’m gonna call Meredith”, Yoongi says, getting up to hurry outside.

“I’m sorry guys”, you whisper.

“For what?” Emma asks.

“Just for…being so much.”

“You are not, stop talking shit”, Seokjin assures you, “we’ll beat that weirdo witch.”

“Witch bitch is a better name for her”, Jimin murmurs, making Hoseok chuckle and Jungkook smile.

“Good one”, the latter murmurs before he reaches over the table to push the cup of tea closer to you, “drink, it’ll do you good and we have to make sure that you stay awake for now.”

“Yes okay, that’s a good idea. She can only get me in my dreams. Right?” you ask, looking at Taehyung for help.

“Yes, that is correct”, he gives you a reassuring smile, brushing the back of his hand over your cheek, “and she didn’t manage to do so yet. Which means you are very strong. Don’t worry, you will be safe.”

“I really hope that you are right.”

“I am. Trust me”, Taehyung says, giving you a reassuring smile.

Yoongi returns, sitting down wordlessly.

“And?” you ask him.

“She’ll prepare everything”, Yoongi says, “we’ll leave after you guys had breakfast. You gotta have to hunt him without us, Fredrick.”

“It’s alright, old friend. I will give you updates once I know more.”

Fredrick offers Yoongi his ring before you leave. You are all in the cars already, so you don’t witness it.

“What are you doing?” Yoongi asks.

“I figured you out. Do what you must to keep her safe”, Fredrick says.

Yoongi stays silent in flabbergasted shock, shifting his eyes to the car in which you are waiting for him.

Fredrick places his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder.

“I am truly happy for you, my friend”, he says.

Yoongi doesn’t look into his eyes, because he can’t.

“I knew that keeping an eye on you as you stubbornly dried out would pay off.”

“What?” Yoongi lets out, looking into Fredrick’s eyes, “what did you do?”

Fredrick smiles without showing his teeth.

“You didn’t think that I would let my friend dry out without protection, did you?”

Yoongi looks away and bites down on his tongue. This is a confession he thought to never hear. He thought that he was all alone as the decades became centuries and later millennia and yet all this time, Fredrick kept a careful eye on him.

The latter nudges his shoulder, doing it so roughly that Yoongi stumbles back. Perhaps however he stumbled back because he was overwhelmed by his confession and therefore lost all his strength. If only for a few seconds.

“I’m happy for you, Yoongi. Perhaps she will finally make you see that our curse is actually a blessing because it made you live long enough to meet her.”

Yoongi shifts his eyes to Fredrick. They are glassy.

“Now do what you must. I carry no anger for you”, Fredrick says.

Yoongi steps closer. Fredrick readies himself with a content smile. Yoongi’s hand touches the back of his neck. Fredrick knows that it is for the best. He has no resentment for his Sire in his heart. Yoongi pulls him closer and against his chest. Fredrick stumbles with a gasp of surprise leaving him. One second. Another. A third.

“Don’t die today”, Yoongi says and gives Fredrick a pat on the back. He breaks the hug and slides the ring back onto Fredrick’s finger. “Keep that on. You’re vulnerable without it.”

“Yoongi”, Fredrick breathes, looking into Yoongi’s glassy eyes, “I don’t understand.”

“Hm”, Yoongi hums and gives Fredrick’s arm a soft pat, “I’ll text you once we know more about her condition.”

“Yes, uh, yes of course.”

“I’ll see you, Fred”, Yoongi says and turns to leave.

Fredrick touches his own chest where once his heart beat. He finds no words to speak until Yoongi has already gotten into the car and driven off. He runs his finger over the ring on his hand. Seconds later there is a tear running down his cheek and a smile on his face. He won’t tell anyone about what happened today, but he will cherish it in his heart until the day he draws his last breath.

The cars take a turn and disappear from his vision. Fredrick lifts his hand and waves.

“Farewell, my friend. I had a good life because of you, it’s your turn now”, he says and lowers his hand. He lets out a deep breath and turns. There are monsters to hunt and he needs to gather his people.

Meredith and Jelena are waiting in front of their house as you roll into their driveway. They wave their hands at you, wearing long coats to keep out the chilly air. Even here, so far south, the weather is getting colder.

Taehyung opens the door for you and helps you outside by holding your hand. He keeps holding it afterwards.

“Yoongi dear”, Meredith greets the Creator, hurrying to him with open arms, “who would have thought that we’d see each other again in this decade”, she says.

“Hey Meredith”, he greets her, placing his hands on her shoulders to kiss her cheeks each. She initiated it and he accepted it. “Thank you for agreeing to help us”, he says.

“Yes of course, it’s the least we can do after what we put you through”, she says then turns to you, “hello ___.”

“Hello”, you whisper, clutching Taehyung’s arm painfully tight. You are so nervous and scared that you want to throw up.

Meredith runs her eyes over your body and smiles, placing her hand on your arm.

“I’m sure that you have many questions.”

“Yoongi explained it to me in the car.”

“Of course he did. You can’t ever stop being a teacher, can you Min Yoongi?”

Yoongi scoffs, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Meredith snickers because of it.

“Now, now come in. Come in. It’s getting chilly out here, doesn’t it?” she says, tugging at your arm gently to get you moving.

The others follow close by. Jelena claims the spot next to Yoongi.

“I missed you”, she says with a flirty gleam in her eyes.

Yoongi sneaks a glance her way, studying her from head to toe.

“It’s good to see you too, Jelena”, he says, turning his attention to Meredith, “did you prepare the spell like I asked you to?”

“Yes. Everything is as it is supposed to be. Do you really think that Suzy Dream Jumped?”

“I think she did.”

“Well, that’s just terrible. Don’t worry, we’ll get her out of ___.”

“Good. I hope you do”, Yoongi says, reaching for your hand instinctively. His fingertips are cold, letting you know that he was affected by his emotions.

Meredith reaches out for him, touching his upper arm in a sisterly caress.

“Don’t worry, Yoongi. I can help her”, she assures him.

“Mhm”, he lets out and she knows that this is all she will get from him. She is okay with that.

The witches prepared the spell in the shed. Dragana and Lea are already working on the finishing touches, welcoming you with open arms.

“I’m so happy to have you back. Meredith told us everything”, Dragana says, holding your hands.

“I never liked Suzy. She always felt wrong”, Lea says, pursing her lips.

“We can be angry at her later, Lea. First we have to get her out of ___”, Meredith says, hurrying to the table.

“Of course. Everything’s ready. All we need now is an anchor”, Lea says.

“I’ll be the anchor”, Yoongi says, shrugging off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves.

“Are you sure? You know that you could end up in a lot of pain if it goes wrong”, Lea says, eyeing him with worry.

“I know what could happen”, Yoongi says confidently, “but you’re not gonna fail. You know what you’re doing.”

Lea looks to the side as Yoongi’s praise flustered her.

“Exactly. We’re going to help”, Meredith says, stepping closer to you, “you have to take off your ring for the spell to work”, she says.

“Ah yeah, sure”, you say, shrugging it off and placing it in her palm. She hands you a white crystal in its stead.

“What’s that?”

“A crystal which will capture one’s soul. We will send you and Yoongi into a magical sleep where you will enter your dreams. You will have to find Suzy and make her touch you.”

“But won’t that make her have power over me?”

“That’s where I’ll step in”, Yoongi says, “once Suzy made contact with you, she is showing herself to anyone in your mind. I can grab her and keep her from fleeing while you capture her in the crystal.”

“I understand. It doesn’t sound as difficult as I thought it would be.”

“The most difficult part will be to stay strong”, Meredith says, “you have to be stronger than your fear.”

“I can do that. I’ll have Yoongi with me”, you hold his hand, “and I’ll have all of you waiting for me. I’m not scared anymore.”

Meredith nods her head in understanding, carrying fondness in her emerald eyes.

“When can we start?” you ask.

“Right now if you are ready.”

“I am. Just one minute please”, you say and hurry to the others.

They look at you with curiosity.

“Just in case it fails and this is the last time I will ever see you. I love every single one of you with my entire heart. You guys made me realise that I wasn’t destined to be a lonely, friendless loser and I seriously hope that you will find the greatest happiness on earth”, you say, tearing up.

You step closer to Taehyung, cupping his cheeks.

“Tae, I’m so happy that you approached me. You introduced me to the world I’m supposed to be in and I won’t ever stop being grateful for it. So thank you, I was able to find my family because of you.”

“I love you, my darling”, Taehyung says, kissing you with trembling lips, “please come back to me.”

“I will”, you whisper, stealing one last kiss before moving on to Jimin.

He glances at you shyly.

“Your days will be brighter from now on. I hope that you can learn how to heal and to be happy again”, you say.

“Damn”, he whispers, looking to the side, “thanks uhm, if you die I promise to be a worthy friend to Tae.”

“Good. That’s all I want from you. Thank you Jimin”, you say, moving on to Seokjin. “Jinnie”, you bury your face in his broad chest, “thank you for making me laugh and for telling me when I acted shitty. You are the bestest family I ever had”, you say, squeezing him tightly.

Seokjin chuckles, rubbing your back, “I love you”, he says, “I know that you’ll come back.”

You and him exchange a fond and loving smile, before you move on to Emma. She hugs you, kissing your cheek.

“You’ll come back. I’m sure of it”, she whispers.

“Thank you, Emma. I always wanted to have a girl friend and you are the best I could have asked for”, you whisper, making her kiss your cheek a second time.

You turn to Hoseok after giving her a smile one last time.

“Hob-oh?” you get out and then Hoseok has you against his chest, hugging you tightly.

“I love you”, he gets out, “please don’t die. You’re my family.”

“You’re my family too, Hobi and I love you. God, I was so lucky to have met you. Truly”, you mumble into his chest, spilling tears because it hurts to think about the possibility that you could disappear today.

You break the hug after a moment, not daring to look into each other’s eyes in fear of tearing up again.

It doesn’t help that Jungkook is crying miserably once you turn to him. Eyes barely open and nose snotty, he falls around your neck in a tight hug.

“Please don’t, don’t leave”, he begs, “please don’t go, please.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Kookie baby”, you promise him, running your fingers through his hair.

“I don’t wanna loose you, please.”

“You won’t”, you whisper, stepping away to cup his cheeks. You wipe his tears softly, “I’m so proud of you, Kookie. You are one of the most remarkable people I ever had the honour to meet and I’m so fucking glad that you didn’t die back then.”

“Oh god, don’t say that”, Jungkook sobs and wails, falling around Hoseok’s neck to cry miserably.

“Take care of him, yeah?” you say, rubbing Jungkook’s back.

“I will”, Hoseok promises and nudges Jungkook, “hey JK don’t cry, she’ll come back to us.”

With an exhale on your lips, you turn to Yoongi and the witches.

“Sorry. I just had to say goodbye. Just in case.”

“It’s okay. We understand”, Meredith assures you, “are you ready?”

“Yes”, you say, stepping into the circle of magical barrier with Yoongi.

Jelena seals it while you and Yoongi sit down.

You take his hands.

“You know that if I started to tell you all the things I feel for you, we would be here until tomorrow, so I’m just gonna tell you that I love you and that I can’t wait to kiss you again and to dance in the greenhouse and, and hug in the sitting room and-”

Yoongi interrupts you with a gentle kiss. You exhale shakily, closing your eyes. He breaks the kiss, running his thumb over your lips as his soft eyes gaze at you.

“Tell me once we’re awake, yeah?” he whispers.

“Yeah, good idea”, you sniffle and laugh, “god, I wanted to start again.”

“It’s okay. I love you too, my most loved”, he says, giving you a smile to treasure forever.

“Oh my god, Yoongi you-”

“Hush, concentrate”, he says in a chuckle.

“Yeah, yeah right. Sorry. Concentrate”, you say and turn to Meredith, “now I’m ready.”

“Good. I need you both to lie down.”

You follow.

“Hold hands at all times to keep the connection. We will begin chanting the spell and you will start to feel sleepy. Remember to stay focused in there and everything will be fine.”

“Okay, I got it”, you say, clutching the crystal in your hand while Yoongi clutches your hand, “I’m ready.”

You close your eyes and as the witches begin to chant, darkness begins to creep up on you more and more.

The lights flicker above your head. Your shoes are soaked in blood. You feel tight in the chest within a second, instinctively reaching to your side for Yoongi only to grab air.

“Yoongi?” you gasp.

He isn’t here. You are all alone.

“Yoongi, where are you?”

Did the spell not work? Did something go wrong? Why is he not with you? What happened? Do the others know that something is wrong? Is this supposed to happen?

You begin shaking, feeling sick in fear. You are all alone again. Alone in this awful place. And now you can’t even flee from it by waking up because this sleep isn't natural. They don’t know that Yoongi isn't here and that the spell didn’t work. And now Suzy will get you and touch you and take over. Holy fuck. You are so scared. So, so scared. You tighten your shaking hands into fists. Something hard hinders your fingers from closing.

“Huh?”

The crystal. You took it with you into this dream. But if it came with you, does that mean that Yoongi is also here? Hiding somewhere so Suzy doesn’t suspect his presence?

This must be it. You aren’t alone. You have to be brave.

You break away from the spot, stumbling at first because you never took a step in here. Walking is difficult as the blood is rising more and more. But you can’t stop. You have to continue. Even if the darkness is blinding and the smell of death makes you dizzy. You have to continue.

You reach the door, which you always saw and never dared to go to. It opens easily. Too easily. You stumble into the room and scream in terror as the door slams closed behind you.

“Motherfu-”

No way. It disappears right in front of your eyes.

“Okay, what?”

The lights turn off. You scream again because it was genuinely scary. All of it. It is so goddamn scary. You clutch the crystal until your palm aches. Please let this be the last room you have to be in. You hate being here so much.

A small light bulb over your head flickers to life. The floors and walls are soaked in blood. You are so scared instantly, but try not to show it. You have to stay strong.

The whispers begin. The cold begins to surround you. Fog kisses your feet. Black and wet. It begins. She is close now.

“I’m not scared of you”, you call into the dark, flinching when a deafening screech answers you.

Suzy jumps out of the darkness.

“Murderer”, she spits, “there you are. You murderer.”

“I’m not scared of, of you”, you force out the words. You are so scared that you want to cry, but you have to stay strong. This is the only way. Oh, how you hope that the spell didn’t go wrong. You don’t want to die.

“Murderer. Look at you. You murderer”, she hisses and comes closer, “murderer! Murderer! Murderer!” she begins to scream and it would have broken you on other days. But not today. You have to be stronger than her. You have to make her touch you.

“You, you deserved to die”, you stutter, hoping that this is enough to provoke her.

Her face contorts in anger. Raw and maniac anger.

“How dare you!” she screeches, reaching for your shoulders. Her touch is piercing and cold, hurting you.

“Ah”, you let out, knees buckling under the weight.

Finally.

The contact has been made. You feel dizzy. Your vision is blurry. Suzy is trying to take over. The time has come.

Strong hands wrap around her wrists. Yoongi appears out of the shadows and steps right in front of you, pushing her away from you as his fingers almost break her wrist from how tightly he is gripping her.

“Leave her alone”, he hisses.

“You?” she gasps, “you, you are not supposed to be here.”

“It’s over, Suzy”, Yoongi spits.

“No! No you are not supposed to be here! She is mine! She is mine!” she screams, fighting him as best as possible. She is trying to flee again. Hide back in the shadows. But Yoongi doesn’t let her, keeping her hostage.

“___ now”, Yoongi orders you.

You lift the crystal.

“No! Where did you get this from? No! She is mine! I’m not dying yet! I’m not leaving!” she screeches, writhing in Yoongi’s grip.

The crystal is filling the room with bright white light. Suzy dissolves more and more as her essence gets sucked into the crystal.

“No! Don’t do this! I don’t want to die! Why would you do this to me?”

“You did this to yourself. Leave ___ alone”, Yoongi hisses, “___ don’t listen to her, keep going.”

“You are monsters! All of you! I curse you! I hope you die! Die!” she screeches her last words and disappears.

The room begins shaking instantly, the walls and ceilings break more and more. You can barely stand, stumbling from side to side.

“What’s happening? Oh god, what’s happening?”

Yoongi twists around and pulls you against his chest, shielding your head from falling stones with his hands.

“It’s okay. I’m here. Close your eyes, princess. It’s done”, he assures you, protecting you from the crumbling world around you until you stand on nothing more than one small tile.

“What’s happening?” you ask him, lifting your head.

“It’s over”, he says, pressing your head back against his chest, “hold onto me. We’re waking up.”

“We are- ah!” you scream as the tile crumbles underneath you and you fall into endless nothingness.

You wake up with a flinch, sitting up instantly.

“___!” Jungkook calls out, “you’re back!”

He tries to cross the circle only to be stopped by Taehyung with a firm hand on his chest.

“You don’t know if it worked”, he says, “maybe it is Suzy we are talking to.”

“No”, Jungkook shakes his head, “no, don’t say that. I-I’m sure it worked.”

“___?” Seokjin calls your name.

You turn your head into his direction.

“Jinnie?”

“Hey, it’s us. Did it work?”

“I think it did”, you say, looking at Meredith for help, “did it work?”

Yoongi wakes up, gasping as if he fell on his back and is now fighting for air. He sits up quickly.

“My love”, you gasp, touching his arm, “are you okay?”

“Yeah”, he croaks, “fuck, I hate Dream Jumping”, he murmurs, rubbing his temples, “my head’s killing me.”

“Oh no, my love”, you caress his forehead, “are you okay?”

“I’ll heal, don’t worry”, he assures you.

“Yoongi, did it work?” Meredith asks, eyeing you with suspicion.

You don’t blame her.

“Princess, show her the crystal”, Yoongi says.

You stand up, walking to the edge of the circle. You open your palm, revealing the now black crystal to the others.

“It worked”, Taehyung gasps, “my darling, it’s really you.”

“It is”, you say.

Meredith picks up the crystal, inspecting it, “she is telling the truth. I can sense Suzy’s essence in this crystal. You actually did it.”

“Darling”, Taehyung croaks, crossing the circle and breaking it that way, “oh my darling, you are back”, he says, lifting you off the ground to cradle you against his chest, “I was so worried that you wouldn’t make it.”

“I told you, you can’t get rid of me that easily”, you joke, making him laugh.

It is filled with relief and fondness.

Taehyung lifts his head, showing you his blinding smile, “I love you, my darling.”

“I love you too, my darling”, you answer him, caressing his cheeks.

You exchange a kiss. It is filled with sweetness and the comforting feeling of being free. He sets you down afterwards, making way for the others to welcome you back. Like always, they take you into a tight group hug, jumping in a circle with you as they call your name over and over again. It makes you laugh wholeheartedly.

Jimin steps closer once you stopped hugging. You and him exchange a look.

“I’m glad you’re back”, he says, reaching out to shake your hand. His gesture makes you chuckle.

“Thank you, Jimin”, you say, giving his hand a little squeeze.

He hides behind Taehyung afterwards, looking nervous.

Yoongi touches your lower back. You turn to him.

“I’m so proud of you”, he says, “you were so brave in there.”

“I was only brave because I knew that you were with me.”

He smiles fondly, flustering when you kiss his cheek softly.

“Thank you, Yoongi. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

He lowers his eyes shyly, touching the side of his neck.

Hoseok nudges your arm, calling your attention. He is grinning boyishly.

“Your emotional goodbye was totally for nothing. Wah ___ you’re such a sap”, he teases, earning himself a little pinch to his tummy.

“Meanie”, you pout, clicking your tongue, “I still stand by it. I would have never forgiven myself if I didn’t tell you guys that I love you.”

“Awww you’re so sweet. We love you too”, Hoseok coos and drapes his arm over your shoulder, “I’m so happy that you didn’t die. Seriously.”

“Yeah, me too”, you agree.

“You know what this begs for?” Taehyung asks.

“What?”

“Wine and dance. We should celebrate tonight. What say you?” he suggests, turning to the witches, “are you in the mood for celebrations?”

“Yes, oh I haven’t had a good party in decades.”

“Wonderful. Let’s celebrate. Shall we?”

The festivities will last into the longest hours of the night. Food will be shared, wine will be plenty and laughter merry. You dance with the others until your feet hurt and sing until your voices are weak. Jelena asks Yoongi for one dance late into the night when he was already a little tipsy. He said yes and danced with her while you were lost in a kiss with Taehyung. Speaking of Taehyung. He danced with Jimin for hours and they laughed and hugged and joked and it was beautiful to see. You also had a long conversation with the witches about Suzy. None of them were angry at you. They all would have done the same. Everyone except Meredith, who you didn’t have the chance to talk to yet.

The latter joins you in the living room once the celebrations have calmed down. They all went to sleep already, but you can’t quite find tiredness yet.

Meredith sits down next to you with a sigh. She runs her eyes up and down your body, then leans closer to you. She takes your hand, placing a mug of tea in it seconds later. It feels warm on your skin, making you lift your eyes.

“How are you feeling, dear?” she asks you.

“Drunk, but otherwise fine”, you tell her.

“That’s good to hear. You will sleep very well tonight, I promise you”, she says, relaxing back into her armchair with a loud sigh. She studies your fumbling fingers and the way your eyes are gleaming in nervousness, “what is it, dear?” she asks you.

“I’m sorry”, you whisper the words, “for what I did to Suzy. I know you must be so angry at me.”

“What?” Meredith laughs loudly and wholeheartedly, “oh my dear, no”, she says, shaking her head, “I am not angry at you.”

“What? Really?” you gasp, widening your eyes because you couldn’t believe your ears.

“Suzy was no witch of mine once she revealed her true intentions. I was tricked by her, just as much as you were and I must confess that I carry a lot of guilt in me for accepting her and the others into my coven.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Yoongi is one of my dearest friends and the vampires of this coast are my friends as well. Suzy almost killed them and you did what was necessary to prevent it.”

“I don’t know what to say. I thought that you would be so angry at me.”

“I was at first, until Yoongi explained to me what happened. I feel sad because I spent many years with Suzy and losing her still hurts despite her wickedness, but I’m not angry at you.”

“I’m sorry for killing her. I didn’t want to do that to her.”

“I know and I forgive you. I would have done the same”, she says, reaching out to take your hand.

You lower your head, releasing a shaky breath and with it a million pounds of burden on your chest.

“Thank you” you whisper, exhaling again because breathing finally feels easy again.

“Now drink, dear. I used the last of this season’s lavender for this tea”, she says with sisterly warmth in her voice.

“I will drink it deliciously. Thank you”, you say, enjoying the taste of the tea to the fullest. This is exactly what you needed after such a fun night.

A gentle knock on the door makes you turn your heads. Yoongi is standing in the doorway, swaying from side to side just slightly. His eyes are widened cutely, focused on you.

“Hey there”, you say, feeling fuzzy in your chest instantly. He is so pretty.

“Hey”, he says, waddling into the lights, “I figured that I’ll find you here”, he says, rubbing his tummy.

“You did?”

“No, I lied”, he sniffles, rubbing his nose with his little fist, “I used my nose. You smell so good.”

“Oh?” your face feels hot instantly. Public compliments. What a nice surprise. One that flusters you immensely.

“Ye”, he nods his head and grins without showing his teeth. He sways a little, rubbing his tummy again.

“Are you still gonna take long?” he asks.

“Why?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “just so. Wanna take a walk by the beach?”

“Now? But it’s really late.”

He huffs out air and pouts, “you’s mean”, he mumbles, turning away from you to leave.

“Yoongi, wait”, you call out, making him stop and turn. You stumble to your feet, hurrying to him even if the alcohol makes you dizzy. You catch yourself by holding onto his arms. He reaches for your hands instantly, holding them tightly.

“I’d love to take a walk”, you say.

“Okay. Let’s go”, he says, tugging at your hand gently, “the sun’s rising, you gotta see it.”

“Yeah? I gotta see?”

“Mh-hm yeah. Wanna show you”, he says, making you smile. He is so drunk. It’s so cute.

You were on your way outside the room as you talked, only to get stopped by Meredith calling Yoongi’s name.

“What?” he asks, looking at her with glazed over eyes.

“I’m happy for you”, she says, “you deserve to feel this way.”

He flusters, but hides it well with the help of the alcohol.

“Thanks. It’s all I wanted”, he says.

“I know”, she says and smiles.

He retorts it.

“Thanks for being my friend”, he says and flusters her so greatly that she can’t find an answer in time before he leaves the room with you.

Meredith, who watched her old friend reach for a person’s hand for the first time since she met him and who listened to his voice become so incredibly soft in emotion, feels a sense of happiness as she watches him leave. He always did so much without expecting anything in return. Without his help, the coast and its mountains would still be at war. Without his help, Meredith and her coven could have never learned as much as they did. And without his help and gentle words, she would have given up on many occasions. Truly, Yoongi did so much without expecting anything in return, so to see him find happiness fills Meredith with a sense of comfort. Her friend will be alright and he will be happy. That is a nice thing to know.

The beach is empty. The ocean is calm. Dawn is kissing the mountains, allowing you to see enough not to fall over random rocks. Yoongi guides the way, but stumbles way too many times. It makes you laugh every single time because he makes the funniest faces as he fights gravity. He is so adorable.

The beach closest to the water is made up of coarse gravel and rocks of apple size. Walking is a little easier than climbing over the rocks was, but it is still terribly difficult. You are both so drunk.

“It’s so nice here”, you say.

“Yeah.”

“You were right, it was a good idea to take a walk”, you say, sighing happily.

“Yeah I know.”

“Today was so eventful. I still can’t believe that I had the soul of a dead witch living inside me.”

“She’s gone now.”

“I know, thank god”, you sneak a glance at him, “thank you for coming with me. I would have been so scared otherwise.”

“I’d do anything for you”, he says, making your heart flutter. He skips over a rock, swinging your hands back and forth, “you were really brave. You’re so amazing.”

“Yoongi, you are so sweet. What the hell?” you gasp.

Yoongi looks at you with the biggest heart eyes ever and trips over an especially big rock. He widens his eyes comically big, “oh oops”, he gasps and stumbles, tugging at your hand as he tries to catch his balance.

“Careful”, you say in a giggle, tugging at his arm to get him back up, “you’re gonna hurt yourself.”

“I’m okay”, he says, catching himself, “I’m okay, totally okay. Is just that the rock’s slippery.”

You snicker, “you are so wasted.”

“Tch”, he pouts, kicking a stone gently, “the wine’s good, I couldn’t help myself”, he mumbles.

“Don’t worry, I think it’s cute that you are”, you assure him, “it’s still remarkable to me that you guys can even get drunk in the first place.”

“It’s because it’s the witches’ wine. They have magic in there.”

“Aaah I see, it makes sense”, you study his flushed face, “didn’t you drink an entire barrel of it though?”

“Why is that important?”

“I’m just saying, maybe you’re just wasted ‘cause you drank too much.”

Yoongi huffs out air and pouts, making you giggle.

“I’m just saying.”

“Well, whatever. I can still drink more than you”, you mumbles.

“Hah”, you scoff, widening your eyes, “I didn’t know that this was a competition”, you say in a chuckle.

Yoongi grins boyishly, fluttering his lashes at you. He is being playful right now.

“Tch, you’re so silly sometimes”, you murmur and stop, turning your attention to the ocean. You are drawing hearts on his hand with your thumb as you do.

Yoongi turns to the ocean as well, feeling for his face’s temperature by pressing the back of his hand to his cheek. He feels as if he is burning up.

“The ocean’s so endless”, you say.

“Yeah right. It ends though. Somewhere it ends. Everything does.”

“Yeah, but at its end there will be new land and so many new opportunities and chances at adventure. One thing may have ended, but that doesn’t mean that there won’t come anything after that.”

Yoongi turns his head, running his eyes over your face.

“What?” you ask him.

“Nothing”, he whispers, shifting his eyes back to the ocean, “something new”, he whispers, lips curling into a comforted smile. He inhales deeply, squeezing your hand.

You shift your gaze back to the ocean, enjoying the endlessness of it. The smallest flickers of reds can be seen in it, announcing the rising sun. You are a little sad that you won’t see it rise over the ocean, but it is okay in the end. Just standing here and looking out into endless water with Yoongi by your side feels fulfilling enough.

“You’re my land”, Yoongi says.

“I’m sorry?” you gasp, looking at him with bated breath.

“You’re…my land”, he hesitated shyly at first but then continued with a confident nod of his head.

“I am?” you say, feeling your heart race like crazy.

He nods his head, furrowing his brows in determination.

“My love”, you whisper, eyes filling with tears, “my love, I don’t know what to say.”

“Is okay. Don’t say anything”, he assures you, gesturing at the ocean, “I’ll dedicate myself to knowing you. Is what you do with new land, don’t you? I wanna know you well, so I know how to take care of you. Like new land. You gotta know it and cherish it and, and respect it to create something beautiful with it. Is what I’ll do with you, yeah.”

“Oh please stop talking. I’m too drunk for that”, you say, sobbing softly.

“Why are you crying?” he gasps, stumbling closer to cup your cheeks, “don’t cry please. I’m sorry, I’m so drunk, I said stupid stuff."”

“No, you did not. You are so sweet, I can’t help it. You make me cry because I love you so much”, you confess in a small voice, leaning into his touch.

“Oh”, he lets out, wiping your tears away.

“You are so sweet, Yoongi”, you sob dramatically, “why are you so sweet?”

Yoongi leans in and kissed your lips, letting out a shy “mwuah” as he does. It stops your tears. His unapologetic cuteness was just too shocking to witness. You blink at him, heart racing in your chest.

He flutters his lashes and grins cutely. A little shy, but incredibly cute.

“I think you’re cute”, he says quietly, widening his eyes in shy expectation.

“Well, I think you’re cute too, goddamn it”, you say, sniffling like crazy, “I want to cry, why are you so sweet?”

Yoongi lowers his eyes, wiggling his shoulders just once. He huffs out air and grabs you, twirling you without warning. You squeak in surprise, stumbling over the rocks as your body turns against your will.

“Why?” you squeal, falling into his arms as he catches you safely. You nudge his chest softly, “I wasn’t ready. Why would you do that? I’m dizzy now”, you ask him in a laugh.

“Just so. I didn’t dance with you yet”, he says, grinning goofily. His arms are around your waist, his hips sway from side to side slowly. You follow the movements, holding onto his shoulders. Your steps make a crunching sound on the stones.

“Yeah, I know. You danced with Jelena, tch traitor”, you tease.

“I didn’t wanna. She forced me”, he whines, widening his eyes adorably.

“Mh-mh yeah sure. You wanted it, be honest.”

“No, it’s in the past. Don’t be jealous”, he complains and pouts, looking so adorable that you have to snicker.

“You’re so cute”, you say, smiling as you sway along the beach hugging and facing each other. You hook your fingers behind his neck, “I think she’s still into you.”

“You think?”

“Mhm”, you nod your head, “womanly intuition, I can feel it”, you joke, making him chuckle.

“That’s stupid. It wasn’t even that deep.”

“Yeah? Was it purely physical then, mhm?” you tease, “is that how you had to discipline her?”

“Shut up, it’s not funny”, he pouts.

“Yeah it is”, you snicker, scrunching your nose up, “I don’t blame her. You’re an amazing lover. It’s no surprise that she still thinks about you.”

“I’m amazing?”

“Mhm”, you begin running your fingers though his hair, “gentle and attentive, but also rough and filthy. And so skilled”, you rasp, caressing his neck right where he tingles the most, “you just know how to touch a woman. It’s so fucking sexy.”

Yoongi lowers his eyes shyly.

“And now you’re all mine”, you say, cupping his cheeks with a gleeful giggle.

Yoongi looks into your eyes, exhaling shakily. He nods his head vigorously, widening his sparkling eyes.

“Yours”, he whispers.

“Yeah. Mine”, you gush and pull him into a passionate kiss.

Oh so passionate that Yoongi, in his drunken giddiness, gives into his wobbly knees, finding his only support by hooking his arms behind your head. You support him with your hands on his hips, arms slowly closing around his waist until you hug him against you. He moans and begins kissing you back. Deeply, passionately, desperately. And while he kisses you back, he murmurs needy phrases of “yours, I’m all yours” in between. As the kiss becomes more and more desperate, the sentences become shorter and shorter changing from “I’m all yours” to “fucking yours” until finally landing on shaky whimpers of “yours” followed by gasps for air and a needy, sloppy kiss.

Over and over again until you can barely take it anymore.

You break the kiss, but Yoongi is drunk on you. Drunk on how you make him feel and drunk on your addicting presence. Also very drunk on wine, this man is buzzed. He seeks you, connecting his lips with your neck as his hips grind his crotch against your tummy.

“Yours”, he breathes, sucking on your skin desperately.

“Yoongi”, you sigh, shivering like crazy.

“Yours”, he rasps, kissing your neck where it feels the best.

“Wanna go back? My bed’s so empty.”

“Yes”, Yoongi says, nodding his head vigorously, “yes please. Come, please come”, he begs, tugging you with him as you hurry back. You giggle and hold each other close as you run over the beach. The sun is slowly rising, changing the colours of the sky. And yet right now, you don’t care, all you want to do is lose yourself in Yoongi.

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megaawkwardhuman · 1 year ago

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*slowly puts on tinfoil hat* 1000TH NEW PROMO AND OMFG YA BOY HAS SOME THOUGHTS ON IT

we're getting to the point where we're going to get A LOT of new promos which yay for new shit!

SOOOOO

I'M HALF RIGHT?

OK SO the promo clearly has multiple clips from the next season BUT focusing on the ones that at least I could put together at some point not just nandor know but I think they all know?

by the looks of it there's going to be an episode where laszlo reveals what he and guillermo have been testing cuz we see who I'm assuming is laslzo asking about things vampires can do

then later we see the rice scene and nadja commenting on guillermo attempting to fly

so I think it's safe to say the whole guillermo trying to get turned but it getting fucked up thing probably won't be a secret for TOO long (low key kinda glad)

my main question now is WHAT leads to them telling them?

cuz this is very obviously not the first episode so what the fuck happens that causes laszlo to call in back up?

I'm assuming this isn't too late into the season and nothing BIG happens that causes them to spill

I mean they probably tell them at the end of an episode and them all collectively trying to test guillermo's vampyness (yes I know that's not a word) will take up an entire episode by the looks of it

so maybe either they hit a block, not that long after asking laszlo for help he tells the group, or guillermo feels that the rest should know about this so he gets laszlo to tell them cause maybe they're more likely to believe him

maybe we've (or at least I've) been reading the whole laszlo and guillermo spending more time together thing wrong and while he knows it's for a good reason nandor is jealous not just because laszlo is spending more time with guillermo but because he's learning how to be a vampire with someone else?

cause like even if it's just tests and there's a real chance he could be unturnable since he's been there for guillermo ever since day 1 he wants to be there for him when he finally figures out what's going on with him good or bad

maybe to him this is like teaching a kid how to ride a bike and he doesn't want to miss a second of it

buuuut due to how weird this all is he instead turned to laszlo instead of him and well nandor can't help but be jealous of laz taking not only guillermo's time but valuable moments nandor wants to have with guillermo that he possibly won't get now

BUT ALL OF THAT IS UNDER THE ASSUMPTION THAT LASZLO TELLS THEM WHY HE NEEDS A LIST OF THINGS VAMPIRES DO

it's also possible laz just asks them and doesn't tell them why or comes up with an excuse

my original theory of nandor just thinking they're testing myths could still stand

nandor could also just wanna spend more time with guillermo even if he has no idea what they're doing just cause he misses spending all his time with him and is still worried he's growing distant ever since the crate incident and freddie fuck fest

idk it's 4 am I should really be heading to bed 😅

SIDE NOTE SINCE I JUST THOUGHT OF THIS BUT I'M TOO LAZY TO PUT IT INTO ITS OWN POST

I personally think this scene will be a moment where guillermo thinks about telling nandor about the whole derek thing but for one reason or another (something nandor says, not know how he'll react, feeling bad etc etc) he doesn't tell him and instead just wishes him a good night

like that's the face of a man who's about to say something but instead says something else to not hurt anyone (IDK COULD JUST BE ME)

#who needs sleep when you have gay vampires?#what we do in the shadows #wwdits #guillermo de la cruz #nandor the relentless #laszlo cravensworth #word garbage™#I'm starting to get eepy so I'm finally gonna head to bed LOL

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creamiecoups · 3 years ago

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anon : impatient mingyu smut!! a bit rough but the after care is the best!!

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↠ summary : all you wanted to do was finish your assignment as the due date was fast approaching, but with someone as annoying and persistent as your boyfriend, it’s going to take all your strength and self control to resist giving into him.

↠ pairing : mingyu x reader

↠ warnings : smut, swearing, dirty talk, slightly rough sex, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, alot of fluff, and mingyu’s a bit cocky in this one ;-)

↠ word count : 3.6K words

↠ author’s note : anddd im officially back !!! yeah eheh...i know many of you probably hate me and im so so sorry i took so long :(( life’s been getting pretty hectic lately but do not think i wasn’t writing this entire time !! i do have a few unfinished requests that im still in the process of writing that i will start posting very soon....but for now, enjoy this one :-)

(and please forgive me if there’s spelling mistakes its 2am i should sleep omfg but i will edit it properly in the morning)

"Baby, are you done yet?"

Your annoying boyfriend asked for the 7th time in the span of 10 minutes.

"I told you before, just let me study peacefully for at least an hour and a half....or just wait until I finish this god damn essay!" You huffed, attempting to blow the strands of hair covering your face.

He whined, grabbing onto your arm as you kept your focus on the bright screen of your laptop on your lap.

"Mingyu...you said you'd leave me alone until I finished this...I've written like one word in the past few minutes because you keep nagging me!"

"I'm not nagging you, I'm just trying to get your attention! We finally have a friday night to ourselves and your studying!?"

"Well I want to get this done, it's constantly worrying me and if I just finish this tonight I won't have any more worries," you said, sighing loudly as you turned to look at him.

"Then let me ease you up....don't worry, I'll have you thinking about other things if you let me...and this stupid assignment will be long forgotten," he whispered, before pecking your cheek.

"No thanks, I'd rather finish this first," you said as you pushed him away coldly.

"Oh come on!"

You closed your laptop a little too loudly, causing Mingyu to jump a little in shock.

"What are you doing?" He asked as he watched you place your laptop on the bedside table before getting off the bed.

"I'm finding something to entertain you so you'll leave me alone," you grumbled, grabbing the tv remote before turning it on.

"I don't wanna watch tv though...I wanna play with you," he chuckled, winking your way as you instantly rolled your eyes.

"Sex....really is the only thing on your mind huh?" You asked, mostly in bewilderment.

"Hmm....not really...there are also, a few other things," he pretended to think, as you shook your head.

"Well here's the remote...I really don't care what you do just don't make a sound and stop bothering me," you warned, giving him a glare before grabbing the laptop and walking towards the bedroom door.

"Wait where are you going?"

"I'm going to study out in the living room, your annoying me," I huffed, turning to look at him.

"No no, baby don't leave me here...I promise I won't bother you just come back," he sulked giving me a pout.

A long sigh left your lips. "Fine...but the minute you try anything, I'm leaving...okay?"

He nodded his head, giving you a cheeky smile as he pat the space beside him on the bed.

You hesitantly went back to sit down next to him, adjusting the pillow behind you before pulling the blanket up to your stomach and opening up your laptop again to hopefully finish this essay once and for all.

A few minutes passed and you were glad Mingyu had finally decided to leave you alone, as his eyes were glued to some variety show playing on the tv. His hands were on you though, his right arm wrapped around your waist while the other played with the drawstrings of your pyjama shorts.

But the happiness only lasted a while before you felt Mingyu's fingers start to play with the waistband of your shorts under the blanket.

At first you didn't pay much mind to it, being too invested in what you were doing, but then he grew bolder. His fingers slipped in and out through the gap seperating your silk shorts and your skin.

"Mingyu," You warned, as you typed away on your laptop, determined to finish this without him distracting you.

He didn't respond, and nor did his fingers stop.

"Gyu.....baby, I really need to finish this, please," you sighed fustratedly, grabbing his hand and pushing it away from you.

"I'm not talking though...I'm just touching you."

"Well your distracting me."

"So it worked," he mumbled before chuckling, making you roll your eyes.

"Just shut up."

"Personally I don't think you would be getting distracted that easily if you really were concentrating in the first place," he said, making you sigh.

"I am concentrating...it's just your doing things that would distract--"

"Just hurry up and finish what your doing, the more we talk the longer you'll take," he said, cutting you off as his hand found its way back under the blanket.

It was silent for a while, just the quiet sound of people laughing from the tv playing.

Suddenly you felt him pull your shirt up a little, before his warm hand made contact to your bare stomach.

"Yah Kim Mingyu!" you burst, turning to glare at him as his eyes were on the tv screen, ignoring your sudden outburst.

He turned around slowly, looking at you dumbfoundly.

"What?"

"Seriously...what are you trying to do?" You asked, as he creased his eyebrows.

"What did I do wrong?" he asked, blinking a few times with his big puppy eyes staring right at you.

please...someone give him an award.

"Just stop touching me will you? I don't get why your so needy today," you huffed, turning back to look at your computer screen.

"Well you haven't been giving me any sort of attention for the entire week because of your stupid assignments, and now it's a Friday and I can't take this is anymore!"

"Shhh I've heard enough, I need to concentrate," you sighed, deciding to just ignore his hand on your stomach for the time being.

You saw him smile as his eyes were back on the tv, his fingers now drawing circles and whatnot into your skin.

At first you didn't mind it, but after a while his fingers went lower and lower, until it started feeling tingly.

His fingers once again attempted to slip under your shorts, as this time you found yourself letting him do what he wanted, as long as he wouldn't talk and let you finish this.

You felt him cup your heat, making you bite your lip as your toes curled.

"Mingyu...not now."

"Concentrate on what your doing, I'm just playing a little, I won't disturb you," he shot, throwing you off guard.

But you decided to comply, being tired of fighting with him anyways since you knew it wouldn't get you anywhere.

His fingers ever so slowly rubbed you through your panties, making you bite your lip as you straightened your back.

Clearing your throat you decided to ignore it as much as you could, knowing he was doing it purposely.

His hand around your waist pressed small circles into your skin while his fingers pushed your panties to the side, making you stifle a moan.

You were suddenly aware of his every touch, knowing exactly what he was doing. He knew you all too well to know this was affecting you.

The smirk on his lips also showed that.

"Gyu," you whined, squeezing your thighs together tightly, stopping his hand from being able to do anything.

"Baby, relax, I just wanna touch you for the time being, until your done," he whispered seductively near your ear, causing butterflies to fill your stomach.

You relaxed your thighs as he took the chance to push his fingers directly to your clit.

You bit back a moan, your hands starting to shake against the keys on your laptop as he slowly started to rub circles into you.

"Can you....even remember the last time I fucked you?" He whispered near your ear, as you stayed quiet, hating how much his touch was affecting you.

"It was last Sunday, baby.....that's how long it's been....I had you on top of the counter in the kitchen, as I fucked into you and you told me how good I made you feel...you remember that? Hm?" He taunted, his fingers getting faster as you nodded your head.

"And then you gave me the best fucking blowjob ever...your pretty eyes looking up at me with your mouth full of my cock," he whispered, as you felt him prod his middle finger at your already wet entrance.

He groaned loudly, lips coming up to kiss the shell of your ear.

"Your acting like you don't want it, but your so fucking wet," he whispered seductively, as you let out a small whine by accident.

Mingyu chuckled as you bit your lip, cursing yourself mentally for making a sound.

"Give in princess...we both know you missed this just as much as I do...let me make you feel good."

You shifted uncomfortably, gripping onto the laptop tightly as he felt him slowly ease his finger into you.

You let the sigh fall from your lips as you heard him moan, loving the way your walls sucked in his finger slowly.

"Fuck...your so wet," he growled, as his finger in you stilled.

"W-Wait....why aren't you...m-moving," you asked almost desperately.

He looked towards you, a lazy smirk on his face.

"Well I don't want to bother you...so until your done I'll just keep you warm," he winked, making your blood boil.

You hated that he was doing this, especially when you had made it clear that you had to finish this today, but now you were craving for more. He knew you wouldn't last with his finger snug in your already aching pussy.

and quite frankly, you knew you couldn't either.

Trying to fight the urge to buck your hips, your eyes flew down to the screen in front of you, your unfinished essay looking back at you as you huffed in annoyance.

He shifted around, his finger moving in you making you clench around him.

"Put it away baby....you know you want me, I can feel you clenching," he whispered, placing kisses down your neck.

You shuddered at the contact of his warm plush lips against your neck, his finger in you moving everytime he moved even the slightest.

"Mingyu," your breathed out, unconsciously spreading your legs a little.

He chuckled darkly near your ear, "What's wrong babygirl....one finger not enough for you anymore?"

You nodded your head feverishly, making him smile devilishly as he added two more fingers. You sighed in content, moaning softly as he started to move his fingers.

"Of course it isn't.....you always need more, don't you? Need to feel full hm?....Well I think I can help with that....if you'll let me, of course."

"B-But...I-I need t-to...f-finish this," You stuttered out, biting your lip as you felt yourself getting wetter by the second.

"Mmmh...I know...but you can't fight this any longer doll...let's have some fun hm?" he whispered, his tongue darting out as he licked up your collarbone.

"Shit," you mumbled, as your finger ghosted over the power off button of your laptop as you debated on whether or not you should give in to him.

you needed to finish this, or you'd get your ass beaten by your professor come Monday morning.

"Put your laptop away princess," he heard Mingyu whisper, as his fingers went a little slower, making you bite your inner cheek in annoyance.

"F-Fine....j-just wait a while....l-let me finish this last p-para....p-paragraph," you stuttered out, making his fingers come to a halt.

"I said...put your laptop away," he said more sternly, voice full of authority.

His voice sent shivers down your spine, as you nodded you head hesitantly, before closing the laptop and placing it back on the bedside table as he pulled his fingers out of you.

"Lay down," he muttered, before he was pulling his shirt over his head.

In seconds he was on top off you, his lips crashing against yours hastily.

You finally gave in, kissing him back with just as much passion, as his hands roamed around your body, craving for more. You placed your hand on his chest, before your fingers trailed down to his abs, feeling every ripple under your touch.

It was true, you missed this, just spending time with him and so intimately, since all that's been clouding your head the past few days were piling assignments.

And now with him kissing, touching, and holding you so closely, you felt everything blur as the only thing you could focus on was him.

"Look at you being needy," he mumbled in between the kiss, making you smile.

"Shut up and kiss me," you whispered, before crashing your lips together with his.

You made out for a while, before he was pulling away to grab the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head with ease.

His lips attached onto your neck, as his hand snaked behind you to unclasp your bra.

"God I've been craving this all fucking week," he growled, throwing your bra to the side before his lips latched onto one of your perking nipples.

A soft moan left your lips, as your fingers thread through his hair, tugging slightly everytime his teeth grazed the sensitive nub.

"Shit, Mingyu," you whimpered, as his mouth trailed down your body, kissing your skin everywhere before he was coming back up to peck your lips.

"As much as I love taking my time with you...right now, I just wanna fuck you," he whispered near your ear, before he was pulling his shorts down along with his underwear.

"Not shocked, you've been acting so impatient all day," you chuckled, as he licked his lips.

"All that torture you put me through by making me wait.....I'll show you just how worked up you've had me."

You helped him pull your shorts off your feet before he was grabbing at your underwear. He ripped it into two, making you gasp.

"What the hell Mingyu! You could've taken it off like a normal person!"

"Like you said, I'm impatient today," he grunted, before he grabbed your wrists and placed them over your head.

His lips were back on your neck, one of his big hands holding your wrists while the other dipped into your aching folds.

"Fuck," he muttered, as he bought his wet fingers up to his lips, tasting you.

You bit your lip, feeling even more turned on by just watching him lick up his finger.

"Always tastes so sweet," he groaned, his fingers going down your body before they were playing with your folds.

"Fuck I really just wanna eat you out right now....but my urge to fuck you stupid is much more stronger," he whispered near your ear, his words shooting straight down to your throbbing pussy, making you moan softly.

You felt his tip tease your entrance, making you suck in a deep breath.

"Gonna fuck you so good," he mumbled, before he was grabbing at your thigh, spreading it further apart.

He slowly eased into you, both of you instantly moaning at the contact. He felt so hard and full in you that it had your body tingling and walls clenching down on him, making him grunt.

"Relax baby," he whispered near your ear before kissing your cheek lovingly.

You nodded your head, breathing in and out softly as Mingyu continued to kiss all over your face and neck, trying to ease your tensed muscles.

Once he was sure you were okay, he slowly started to move, making you bite your lip to surpess a moan.

"Ah, ah....what do you think your doing? You know I love hearing you," he mumbled, making you nod your head slowly.

You moaned softly, your entire body feeling like it was on fire at the pace Mingyu was going, making you struggle in his tight grasp.

"Baby...I wanna touch you," you whined, trying to free yourself out of his grasp.

He let go off your wrists, his lips attaching onto your neck as you sighed in content.

Your fingers ran through his soft brown hair, tugging slightly when you felt him hit the right spot in you.

"R-Right....there," You whined out, making him nod into your skin.

"I know baby," he whispered, grabbing your thigh before pulling it over his shoulder.

Your eyes rolled back at the new angle, as moans spilled out of your mouth, his speed increasing as he slammed into you over and over again.

"You really....w-wanted to sit and finish that stupid assignment over this?" he muttered, scoffing as he watched your mouth fall open, as you could only moan in response.

"Sh-Shit Mingyu....slow d-down," you stuttered out, knowing your climax wasn't far with the rate he was going.

He didn't respond as he kissed your knee instead, before his thrusts started getting faster and harder, making your widen your eyes.

"M-M.."

You couldn't even speak, as only moans seemed to pass your parted lips when he leaned down to leave open mouthed kisses all over your jaw and neck.

He put your thigh back down onto the matress before spreading your legs wider, as you felt your release quickly approaching.

"You gonna cum for me now? Milk all around my cock like a good girl?" Mingyu whispered into you ear, as he felt your walls cleanching down on his length in a vice-like grip.

You nodded your head furiously, your grip on his hair tightening when he bought his hand in between your hot and glistening bodies, before his fingers circled around your clit.

Your mouth hung open as you came around him without warning, your body starting to shake profusely as the pleasure took over your senses.

"Good girl," you heard Mingyu praise you, kissing your cheek lovingly as you gripped onto his shoulders tightly as he fucked you through your orgasm.

Soon after his thrusts started getting more sloppier, signalling you that he was close. Your lips ghosted ofer his ear, as you let your hands travel down his body, tracing and grazing every ripple on his clammy body to somehow help him get closer to the edge.

And it was when you pressed your lips to his neck, he groaned into your ear as you felt ropes of his cum fill you up, one, twice- thrice.

You moaned softly, eyes rolling back at the sensation as his pace slowed down, before coming to a halt before he was buring his face into your neck.

It was quiet for a moment, as both of your heavy breaths filled your shared room, befoe Mingyu pulled away to push away a few of your stray hairs that was sticking to your forehead.

"I love you...you know that right?" he asked, giving you a small smile.

"Why's the sudden softeness? Like you were totally not rearranging my organs like a freaking beast a few minutes ago," you couldn't help the words fall out of my mouth, as I chuckled.

"But I love you more, gyu."

Mingyu smiled widely, before he laughed, his voice ringing in your ear and sending butterflies flying in your stomach.

he really was, beautiful.

"Stay here, okay? Just give me a second," Mingyu said, making you crease your eyebrows as you watched him stand up.

"Wait where are you going?" I asked, watching as he almost ran into the bathroom.

"Just wait!" He shouted back, making you sigh as you turned to look at the digital alarm clock on your bedside table.

it was already late...and you knew you couldn't go and finish that assignment now, as all you could think about now was sleep.

damn it, kim mingyu.

"Okay I'm back!" Your boyfriend announced, coming over to you with a big smile plastered across his face.

"I have a nice warm bath waiting for us!"

"Noo....I wanna sleep," you whined, burying your head into the pillow as he placed his arm under your knees.

"Come on it'll be nice, it'll help with the ache...and plus I gotta clean you up," he mumbled, carrying you up bridal style.

You buried your head into his warn chest, sighing happily as he heard him chuckle.

"You're such a baby."

Since you were too tired to fight, you let him go on that remark as he carried you into the bathroom.

He slowly put you down into the bathtub, the warm water and calming lavendar fragrance instantly relaxing your muscles, as a sigh left your lips.

"Is it warm enough?" He asked, running his fingers thorugh the water as I nodded my head.

"Mhm, it's perfect," You mumbled, as he joined you in the bathtub.

He sat behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he bought you closer into his chest.

You sighed in content when he started to place soft kisses onto your neck, his warm plush lips sending a shiver down your spine.

"Gyu?"

"Hm?"

"I'm sorry if I really hurt you...about, you know...not spending time with you the past few days...it's just, you know me, when I really need to get something done, I tend to forget--"

"Shh, that's enough talking," he mumbled, cutting you off before you went on with your apology.

"I know baby, you don't need to explain, and why are you saying sorry? It's okay....I know you can get pretty stubborn sometimes."

You rolled your eyes playfully, as you felt Mingyu rub your back gently with a bath sponge.

"And plus...I'll always be here to make sure you have a break," he whispered into your skin, making you chuckle.

"Well now because of you....I need to wake up early tomorrow and finish it," you sighed, closing your eyes for a second to just relax under his touch.

"Hmm...so I have to find another distraction for tomorrow?" Mingyu asked in disbelief, making you shake your head.

"What about...you leave me alone tomorrow morning just until I finish my assignment...and as soon as I'm done...we can do whatever you want, I promise."

"Pinky promise?" he asked, turning you around so you could see his pouty face, before he stuck out his pinky in front of you.

You smiled wholeheartedly, nodding your head before linking your pinky with his.

"I promise, my big baby."

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otonymous · 4 years ago

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Glutton For Your Flavour (Obey Me: Beelzebub - NSFW)

Description: You’re about to become Beel’s next meal Warnings: NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language — reader discretion is advised. Spoilers for Lesson 5 of MS (hard). Please note potential trigger warnings: dub-con (as an inadvertent result of somnambulism), cunnilingus in two flavours (soft and rough), squirting and overstimulation, slight size kink, very faint hints of tetraphilia, blink-and-you’ll-miss-it blasphemy, slight fear (monstrous descriptions) Word Count: ~2900 words (~14 mins of smut & shenanigans) Author’s Notes: My very first fic for the Obey Me fandom! I know I’m late to the party, but I’ve recently started playing this game and the story and its characters are so amusing I had to write about it. This piece may not be to everyone’s taste, so please, please, please note the potential trigger warnings listed above and skip if it’s not your cup of tea. That being said, hope you all enjoy the read! 💕😆

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“Bad luck to be sharing a room with Beel, but what can ya do after he destroyed yours while destroying the kitchen, and all for a dumb custard! Be careful — he might mistake you for a snack and eat ya in the middle of the night, hahaha!”

Mmm.

The scene fragments, Mammon’s face wavering as his voice grows faint, consciousness seeping into dark corners like sunlight cutting through fog. And when you open your eyes, you can’t quite place where you are for a moment, straddling the line between dreamscape and reality.

Ahh…

You sigh. There it was again, the sensation so pleasant it had roused you from the deepest slumber.

Further blinking off the haze of sleep, you take in your surroundings: a large bed lying empty across from yours in a room almost cavernous in size and just as dark save for a candle burning low on a desk, the glow of its flame orange like the hair that was currently brushing soft against your inner thighs—

“BEEL?! WHAT THE HELL?!”

“So tasty…not…enough…need more…want to…eat…zzz….”

Eyes still closed, the demon’s face is shiny even in the dark, slick from cheek to chin with what must’ve been a copious amount of his saliva and your arousal, you blush to realize. And when he doesn’t budge even after a swift kick to the face, you are ashamed to find the Lord of Flies’ show of strength sending yet another throb to your already pulsing clit.

He does wake though, Beelzebub’s amethyst eyes opening wide before he falls backwards onto the cold stone floor to realize what he had inadvertently done in his sleep. And as the always-famished sixth born looks from the shredded remnants of your panties to the pool of wetness on the sheets where his chin had rested, he becomes even more tongue-tied than usual.

“I…uh…I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to…I dreamt I smelled something delicious and I was so hungry…and somehow I’m here, on the floor…I don’t even know…I-I’m so sorry!”

His cheeks grow so flushed they remind you of the red spider sandwiches he packed away during dinner, stuffing them two by two into his mouth until Satan smacked his hand away for trying to take more from his plate. The expression on his face is so full of remorse that even if you were angry, you’d be inclined to forgive the demon who was currently grovelling at the foot of your bed, swearing he would hand himself over to Lucifer and Diavolo first thing in the morning to be strung up and hung upside down for a fortnight, even (gulp) forgoing food for a day or two.

“Beelzebub…Beel…BEEL!” You shout, interrupting his self-inflicted tirade. “It’s okay, you didn’t mean it. You were sleepwalking. You don’t have to go to Lucifer and Diavolo about this.”

“No, I have to. My behaviour was inexcusable—”

“BEEL! Let’s…just…try to go back to sleep, okay? We have our midterm in Devildom law tomorrow morning and I really don’t feel like failing just because I didn’t get enough shut eye. So please, can we just pretend like this didn’t happen?”

Those orange brows are still furrowed when Beel finally lifts his head and nods. But then his gaze is falling again on the wet sheets and the shiver than runs through that larger-than-life body seems to send another wave of anxiety through the demon. He makes a mad dash for the door, murmuring something about getting a snack from the kitchen and “you can have the room tonight” before it slams shut behind him.

He doesn’t return for the rest of the night.

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The exam was so disastrous even Mammon didn’t bother sneaking another peek at your paper after the first two questions. And even if you had somehow managed to get back to sleep after last night’s ordeal, it wouldn’t have changed the fact that you were still distracted by the memory of Beel’s mouth on your pussy:

His long tongue, serpentine as it delved deep between swollen folds to taste you with gusto.

The way he rolled your clit between those plush, soft lips before sucking it into his hot mouth, over and over again.

The throbbing between your legs that refused to cease long after the Avatar of Gluttony had left the room you were temporarily sharing, sleep only forthcoming once you had succumbed and reached beneath the sheets to finish the job he had started, your moans licentious even to your ears as you pretended your fingers were his.

It was a pale imitation, of course. That much you could see for yourself, stealing a glance at Beel seated two rows down — quill twirling between long, dexterous digits when he wasn’t putting ink to parchment.

But those gigantic hands were just a small part of what made Beel demonically attractive, as if the word “small” could be applied to him at all: tall and built, there were times when even you envied the ease with which he maintained that perfect physique despite his penchant for shovelling enough food to feed all three realms into his mouth on the regular.

The same mouth which brought you so much pleasure the night before.

Ahem.

Clearing your throat, you pretend not to see the smirk that spreads across Asmo’s delicate face, hoping the lusty demon sitting just to your left wouldn’t pick up on the very secret thoughts you were having about his brother.

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[Private Chatroom]: Satan, Levi, Mammon, Asmo

Satan: This is going to sound crazy, but doesn’t it seem like Beel’s…hungrier than usual? Is that even possible?

Levi: OMFG! You should’ve seen the state of the kitchen this morning after Beel decided to camp out there overnight! It was a total war zone, like that epic battle scene in Vol. 5 of TSL lololol. Soooo good XDDDDD

Mammon: Hey! He’s gonna eat us outta house and home at this rate! Shouldn’t we stop him?

Satan: You do it, Mammon. Aren’t you always saying that there’s nothing The Great Mammon can’t do?

Mammon: …..

Asmo: Please, as if anyone — angel or demon — could come between Beel and a meal.

Satan: Why was he camping out there in the first place? Was there something wrong with his room? I don’t remember him complaining about anything since he got shacked up with the exchange student.

Levi: Not like he could, seeing as it was his fault to begin with and a direct order from Lucifer.

Asmo: Maybe we should ask her. I’m sure she knows something about what’s inciting his hunger judging by the way she kept staring at him in class today fufufu 😏 She almost failed her midterm because of it, isn’t that right, Mammon?

Mammon: ‼️‼️

[Mammon has left the chat]

Levi: He is sooooo transparent LMFAOOOO

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Gasp!

Pressing a hand to your mouth, you try to contain your shock at the sight that greets you when you peek around the corner into the kitchen:

Curved, ebony horns sitting majestically atop a head of disheveled orange hair. Thick, corded muscles that ripple across a broad back — readily apparently because the creature bent over a mountain of food on the ground was wearing nothing but a pair of pyjama bottoms, loose and slung so low over narrow hips that the sharp V defining his groin is visible even from the distance at which you stood.

Because this wasn’t quite what you were expecting to find when you made your way to the kitchen in the middle of the night to search for Beel, thinking to approach him about the peculiarity of his recent behaviour: the way he now ate constantly and was less satiated than before, the fact that he seemed to be going out of his way to avoid you even though you shared a room.

In fact, he hadn’t said so much as another word to you after he gave you two dozen of his prized custards the morning after the incident, apologizing again until you had to be the one to make him swear he wouldn’t breathe a word of it to Lucifer. The demon even made a beeline for the door as soon as he saw you emerge from the bathroom tonight, fresh from a shower.

It wasn’t hard to guess where he was headed.

Even still, you tried to focus on your textbook, reading the same line over and over again as you waited for Beel to return so you could have a proper conversation with the demon you made a pact with. And when you could wait no longer, you made your way towards his favourite room in the House of Lamentation — silently, so as not to draw the attention of the eldest sibling.

But the growls coming from the direction of the open fridge this time sounded like Cerberus himself, enough so that you find yourself rooted to the ground, unable to take another step forwards or back.

You had never seen Beel like this before, tearing into whatever he could get his hands on with a savagery that made your heart stop. Teeth, lips and tongue devoured without second thought in a way that was simultaneously terrifying and…

Throb.

…arousing.

Suddenly, he stills, throwing his head back to sniff the air once…twice…and in a flash, he is upon you, towering over your head as he rises to full height — bigger and taller and much more intimidating than you’ve ever seen him before.

You should have been scared. Any person in their right mind would have if they found themselves cornered by a demon of Beelzebub’s calibre. But the hands that balled into trembling fists at his sides made you feel oddly secure, your deepest instincts telling you that not all was as it seemed.

“You need to leave. Now…please.”

“What’s going on with you, Beel? I just want to help—” You reach for his arm. He jumps back as if burned.

“I SAID YOU NEED TO LEAVE! I-I…can’t hold back…for…much longer!”

Handsome face screwed up as if in pain, Beel turns to put as much distance as possible between the two of you, squatting on his haunches with his head in his hands when he murmurs:

“I…I don’t know what’s going on with me. This has never happened before. I’m hungrier than I’ve ever been. I eat and eat and eat and it still isn't enough. The last time I felt satisfied was when…when…”

His voice dies down to a whisper.

“…when I tasted you.”

Throb.

Putting out a hand, you steady yourself against the wall, knees suddenly weak at Beelzebub’s admission. Or perhaps it was due to relief, the tension that had been steadily building in your strained relationship with the demon released to know that you weren’t the only one who desired to revisit that night’s events.

So you gather your courage, stepping softly towards the demon who crouched on the ground next to the lit fireplace, the heat radiating from the hearth warming the flesh you had deliberately left bare when you lift the hem of your night gown to expose yourself to Beel.

“What are you doing?! I told you, I can barely hold back—”

“Then don’t. I don’t mind, Beel. I…I like it too.”

Amethyst eyes darken as they look up into yours, orange flames reflecting off pupils blown wide. And when he speaks next, the deepness of his voice echoes in your body, as if its source were to be found within your own soul.

“Ask and ye shall receive. I won’t touch you until you do.”

Nipples hardening beneath your gown, the rush of heat that floods your core makes you shudder when you say,

“Please, Beelzebub…I want you to eat my pussy.”

Back hitting solid wood, you barely have time to gasp before you are pulled to the edge of a long table in the centre of the kitchen, a long tongue running up the insides of each thigh in turn before they’re propped up onto broad shoulders, Beel’s breath blowing hot on the space in between.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can hold back. I’m just…so famished, so desperate to taste you again—”

His words cut off in a low growl as he presses his lips to your folds, saliva dripping from his mouth mixing with the juices that already painted a glistening sheen on pink flesh. You fight to bite back a moan at the vehemence of his hunger, the sheer greed of his tongue — flicking at your clit until your back arched off the table, heralding the arrival of the cream that leaked only to be swept up by Beel licking from end to end of that swollen seam. And when that still wasn’t enough, you nearly swooned to feel that serpentine tongue penetrate, reaching depths that surely only a demon would be able to achieve as Beel sought out more of your flavour.

He buries his face deeper into your pussy, nose nudging your clit as arousal smeared over the entirely of his visage. The vibrations of his voice further stimulates your locus of pleasure, punctuating the lewd, wet sounds when he says:

“You smell so delicious. All the time. And tonight, when you stepped out of the shower…I couldn’t take it, not with the way your scent flooded my senses. I had to leave or else…this would happen.”

“Oh Beel…you should’ve told me sooner.”

Mind lost in a haze of lust and body boneless from riding out wave after climatic wave, you reach down a trembling hand without thinking, fingers innocently tracing along the smooth ridges of the onyx horns that lay against your abdomen.

Suddenly, his breath hitches at your touch and the Sixth Prince of Hell is throwing his head back, eyes squeezed shut and mouth open in a moan loud and deep enough to reverberate off stone walls, clattering stacks of dishes in cupboards and making you come once more — legs convulsing upon his shoulders as you feel a preponderance of fluid gush forth from your body right into Beel’s waiting mouth.

The pleasure was such that you’ve never known before, so good that surely, it must be bad in some way, shape or form. But you hadn’t the energy to ponder further.

No, the only thing you’re aware of when your vision goes black is that Beel’s mouth is still on you, feasting upon a pussy that continued to respond to the teasing movements of his lips and tongue even as you ceased to think.

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Cheddar. Pickles. Ketchup and mustard.

The smell is what rouses you, but nothing could’ve prepared you for what you saw when you awoke in your own bed: mountains of cheeseburgers arranged on platters filling up every available surface in the room you shared with Beel.

“You can sleep for longer if you want. I told Lucifer you’d be skipping class today because you’re not feeling well. Are you…feeling well?”

Beelzebub lifts his head from where it’d been resting at the side of your bed, the rest of his body laid out on the floor as if he were guarding you like an oversized dog. Those puppy dog eyes, full of concern, didn’t help his case either.

“I’m fine, Beel. Better than fine, actually. I feel fantastic!” You smile, moving to sit up in bed. The demon springs from the ground, putting an arm around your shoulders to help prop you up, and your heart can’t help but warm at how protective he was being.

He breathes, relief flooding those handsome features. “I’m glad. I was afraid I lost control last night and had to carry you back. You were just…so tasty and…satisfying…”

Those amethyst eyes glint as they travel to the apex of your thighs, and all of a sudden, he is grabbing at those human world cheeseburgers, shoving them into his mouth two at a time.

“Have some,” he says between bites. “They’re my favourite and I thought you might like them too. Besides, you need to eat if you’re gonna keep up your energy.”

You reach towards the nearest platter, taking one for yourself. “Energy for what?”

Beel looks at you, expression completely serious when he says, “For the next round tonight.”

Throb.

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Thank you so much for reading! Check out more of my work here! 📚

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fandom-blackhole · 2 years ago

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What is that I hear? Episode 3 thoughtssss! + update on how my bingo card is going

First off im like 30 minutes late and I really wish I wasn't....anyway

Hes making a lil stack for tess 🥲

He gave ellie his jacket 😭😭😭

Ellie continually asking for a gun 👌👌👌

You ask alot of goddamn questions. -yes I do 🙂

THE ARCADE GAMEEEEE

Is there anything bad in here? -Just you. -Oh getting funnier (keep this joke going pleaseee)

Ellie what the fuck?!!! Do not go in there!

Id count ellie moving a dumpster, but honestly it wasn't joel

Tampons!

Get the fuck outta therrreeeeee

Ellie you fucking sadist, just kill it wtffffff

Joel you really should keep a better eye on her Jesus fucking christ

It the screen grab from the first reveal!!!

Flour! Flour! Flour! Flour! (PANCAKE MIX)

Outbreak Day! (Sep 26, happy bday joel)

Joel trying to protect ellie by trying to go around the mass grave so she wouldn't see it 🥲

Im not surprised at all, fuck fedra (dead people can't be infected...smh)

Ohhhh flashback!

Honestly reminds me, I hope we get to see Ish's story line

Ope! There's my paranoid Bill <3

Bills got a nice house damn, what do you think he did before the outbreak?

Im laughing so hard, this is 100% cannon Bill

I love that we are getting a montages of bill building up his town and its defenses lmao

Ooo do you think he's gonna teach Joel how to make a nail bomb like in the game?

I spy with my little eye a churchhhh

Me and Bill are kinda the same frfr alone and prepared 😌

And there's his traps

Not the "Dont Tread on Me" Flag, he's gay, not homophobic

Frank! My boy!!!I love him already (he better wear an ugly ass hawian shirt or im gonna riot!)

I love the hinting to the falling if the QZs

I already love them, im gonna read so much fanfic about these two <3

Bills gay lil stance with the hand gun lmao

Literally love at first sight for bill I will not hear otherwise

Hes giving frank a cute lil dinner date <3 <3

I cannot handle them, they better fuck this episode and im gonna cry when frank dies

Franks lil smile im screamingggggg

Theyre gayyyyyy istggggg

Bill is literally so fucking smitten

He can play piano 🥺🥺🥺...kinda lol

Bill made him stop bc he realizes he's getting too attached

Omg bills playing and singing nowww 🥲

The song is perfect foreshadowing omfg

Girl? Haha thats a queer frank

Literally screamingggggggg omfggg

Frank crying i cannot omfg

He didn't not just tell Bill to go take a shower 💀

Frank waiting in bed for bill these bitches are fuckingggggg

I literally told you it was love at first sight

Omg baby virgin bill is 👌👌👌

Squabbling like a true married couple

We are going to have friends. - Excuse me. (I love my recluse paranoid Bill)

Frank and Tess chatting too while Joel and Bill glower at each other 💀💀💀

Joel really speaks Bill's language lol

I love Joel trying to help Bill by warning him 🥺

Bill running just like me frfr

Bill really does love Frank omg

The strawberries omg

Older means we're still here. 🥺🥺🥺

Oh this episode is gonna rip my heart out, im not ready

Oh no! OH NO!

The dude on fire spinning i can't stop laughing and I shouldn't be

Bill talking like he's gonna die

Call Joel, he'll take care of you. 🥲

Theyre old men 🥲

He paints! And it looks like the concept art from the game!

Theyre so cute my heart is breaking

Cause this is my last day?! Wtf do you mean, frank???

But I've had more good days with you than anyone else. So just give me one more good day (sobbing)

We'll get married (nnoooo, I cant take this)

Frank has thought about this too much istg 🥲🥲🥲🥲

Igh i can't stop thinking about the radio in the first episode, what goes wrong?!

Im already sobbing

Theyre exchanging rings 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Bill made frank the same meal he made him the first time, im sobbbiiinnngggg

Of course Bill did it too

You were my purpose. I cannttttttt

Why do I get the feeling its only gonna work for Frank, that Bill is gonna live?

The music 🥲🥲🥲 (this is, or is similar to the one from the game right? The giraffe area?? I'm probably wrong, but ik its from the game)

I never liked you. Thats 100% bill 🥲

Im sobbing, you're sobbing, everyone's sobbing

Lol no battery

Ok nm Joel made one

Tommy!

The Rules!!!!!!!!!!

What you say goes.

Ughhhhh

He didn't reset the radio thats why the radio played 🥲

Ellie grabbing toilet paper lol

THE SHIRTTTTTTTT

Ellie leave the grandfather clock alone

Ope she found a gun

I have a flannel like the one Joel puts on 🙂🙂🙂 (he looks so fine <3)

Hey Ellie knew how to drive in the game!

The cassette :)

That ending shot 👌💗💗💗

WHERES THE GAY PORN?! Literally all I could mark on my bingo card this episode smh

I do like having literally all of Bill's section of the game different from the game, but I do miss Bill talking to himself, all his little notes to himself, and literally all of the highschool. Idk I just love how they handled Bill and Frank's relationship and we got to see Frank at all versus in the game we just find his body covered in bites.

Ok ok trailer for ep4:

Joel has coffee!

Hunters!!!!!!!

Who's that girl hunting Joel 👀

Anyway, updated bingo card-

Edit: forgot to mention red is ep1, yellow ep2. Music got crossed off twice bc I can and I love the music :)

As always if you wanna talk about the episode or have something you want written for Joel, my askbox is open!

Ok ok ok The Last of Us episode 1 thoughts below!

• CLIMATE CHANGE?! (Love that honestly)

• Not me sobbing at the intro (I HOPED they'd do something like the games intro so this was a perfect surprise)

• Joels shirt is inside out 😭 (ok noticed this before it was mentioned)

• Let the man have his coffee Sarah

• Gabriel as tommy?! Sounds almost identical omggg

• The neighbors 😭 (oh I understand now.....)(I like how they changed the changing/infected neighbor scene)

• Desert Storm???? 👀

• Sarah fixing the watch instead of getting him a new one 🥺

• Sarah's backpack is so cute omg

• The dog 🥲

• "Drugs. I sell hard-core drugs." Happy screams

• Joel and his shitty movies smh (hope this is ref later with ellie and joels movie nights)

• Dammit Tommy, jail, really??

• Yo wtf grandma. No joke the cordyceps out of her mouth?!?!?

• The truck scene was done so welllllllllll

• Jimmy's place!!!

• The planes (OMFG THE PLANE)

• Ooo the car crash separating them, I approve

• These bitches CREEPY (Love that they have no fine motor control)

• Joel begging 🥲🥲🥲

• That is infact a small child (😭😭😭)(🥲🥲🥲)

• DONT YOU TWENTY YEARS LATER ME YOU BITCHES (both 2014 Hannah and 2023 Hannah)

Sarah's death was sadder here and I stand by that

• The amount of time it takes to change depending on where your bit poster is 👌👌👌

• Joel doing actual work in the QZ is kinda really funny to me (sewer maintenance) (now this is more like it....wait drug dealing??)

• MUSICCCCCCCC

• HANGING?????? IN THE QZ??? BY FEDRA???

• Tess 🥰🥰🥰

• Ooo truck battery and not guns (what about your guy?- He answers to me FUCK YEAH HE DOES....WAIT oh fuck explosion! Well fuck you anyway Robert)

• ELLIE!! (SHE HAS HER EYEBROW SCAR! And her sense if humor) (veronica?) (unchain my child please)

• Oooo message operator! (TOMMY!) (Slavers 🤔)

• Joel planning a trip already is genius (wtf you doing drinking and doing pills?!)

• The watch 🥲

• Those walls are THIN or that baby is LOUD

• Marleneeeeeee

• I love all the yellow wires, ik in the game it was an obvious way to show you where to go, but u like that its been added to the show

• Oh damn, rip unnamed firefly Marlene talked too, you're dying in the capital (kim) (ope her ear)

• Tell me to look for the light and ill break your jaw 🥰🥰🥰

• Ellie getting water on her face lmao

• The knife 🥺

• Atleast the wrapped the handcuff so it wouldn't hurt her

• Don't talk about Riley bitch, I will fight you

• I like all the water dripping, good touch

• Joel talking construction 🥰🥰🥰

• Ok but that wallpaper in the hallway with the dead Robert, I want

• Well ellie you tried, but Joel is better

• Ellie is in fact feral, love her

• Give ellie her knife dammit (yes ellie I agree that was an asshole move)

• Ope don't mention Tommy

• What are they capable of?- alot ellie, alot

• You all talk it out but please remember I am bleeding out 😭😭😭

• God I love my husband

• Ellies shoes squishing 🤢

• Bill and Frank 🥺

• Your watch us broken 🥲

• Ok but why is all the wallpaper cute in this episode?!

• Ellie figuring out the radio code shes so smart i love her

• That door (or whatever you wanna call it) was hidden perfectly omg

• Worst time to take a piss (hahahahaha honestly fuck that guy)

• Pedro's eyes 😩 (oh fuck wait hes fucking that guy upppp)

• PTSD!!!

• THE RADIOOOOOOOOO

• THE RADIO AS IT PANS OVER THE CITY AND WE HEAR INFECTED?!? so good

• The trailer!

• The city landscapes 😩😩😩

• Frank!!!!

• There's no halfway with this, we finish what we started *indistinct screeching*

If you read all this PLEASE send me Joel thoughts, I wanna talk about my husband! Also if you want me to explain any of these ASK MEEEE!! Also, Also, I'll be doing this for every episode so if wanna be tagged in these just if be down 👉👈

#ooohhhhh man ep3 has me sobbing #how have they each week have me saying oh this is my fave episode #only to change it to the newest episode the very next sunday #ughhhh #tlou spoilers

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youranxiousnerd · 3 years ago

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Spring Break Thoughts

bc i want to get stuck in an airport and break into first class

spoilers below

EJ DOING THE INTRO

the most...profound intro?

“maybe it’s really about other people” looks at gina

i have jumped on the portwell train

when i first saw they were doing zoom backgrounds i was not on board, but they’ve grown on me carlos’ sucks

miss jenn and the zoom backgrounds

NI NI HEL LO

nini didn’t you get cut?

you know miss jenn they could get together out side of school (at least the kids who are here)

olivia is so pretty

aww carlos called miss jenn his madrina

HA I KNEW IT OF COURSE CARLOS INVITED SEB

seblos tension, ill get to that later

they’re so passive aggressive guys i love it

ASH AND EJ

CASWELL COUSINS YESSS

“You guys are watching like, old, old movies”

“This is why we’re soulmates” the redyln goal has been reached bye

this...this is the only line they get?

miss jenn has obviously not gotten the memo

three weeks and you havent blocked act two

“not it”

of course sebby is the last one to leave

“bye” awww miss jenn

GINA THAT LITTLE GIG YESSSS

just one complement after another ej

AHHHH EJ WITH PAINTED NAILS YESSSSS

he looks so good ej should do it more often

ej fell hard guys

jack in the background doing tik toks i cant

gina and signs

RICKY IN A BLANKET

ugh its lynne

i dont care enough to spell her name right

“just being a burrito here”

bitter ricky, i feel ya

“I’m sorry to hear that’s it over” *smiles*

nini you should have just posted a video

ope empty notebook

awww ej’s insta

gina and jack

thats it

“she changed her name” nina is literally her real name

the leg pull away

ricky and bedding is my new favorite ship besides therapy

“Your boy Jack”

when i first saw the promo for this nini scene i was worried it was gonna be another solo (shes had like 16)

I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE A RAINBOW HEART

my gay heart is bursting

nina really said “rainbows are awesome” this episode

and the necklace is off

guys i love improv scenes

it was so goood

soooo howie and kourt just get no closure after that killer song last week? no nothing?

BAHAHAHA KOURTNEY BREAKING UP

i love kourtney

sofia is so pretty

okay i dont ship jack and gina but they’re fun together, little chaos demons

THE DUKE SWEATSHIRT AHHHH

“my friends, like, my castmates, they think it sucks what you did on opening night”

good talk, long overdo. nothing is solved by any means but little steps

the therapy line omfg

“HI, CUPCAKE”

“I’ll meet you in the pool” there is an ocean right behind you

“Don’t ask me”

“Ashlyn, Big Red, Miss. Jenn, Carlos”

the way seb’s face just DROPS when he mentions carlos

“Are you guys fighting” big red looked so happy omfg

“That would imply that we’re speaking”

“Who has time to talk when you’re busy posting selfies with random guys in a cabana”

guys i had to pause for five minutes because i was dying

jealous seb... where did you come from?

ALRIGHT IT IS TIME TO TALK ABOUT SEBLOS!!!!

first off, it seems the writers love to make major seblos things happen off screen. examples include there pinning and officially getting together

where... where did all this tension come from? it has been light the past two episodes then bam, everything they say to each other is bitter. since when is seb jealous? the writers have so many other conflicts to talk about and they choose jealous seb? off all thing?!?! im honestly kind of disappointed because there are so many other things to talk about from previous episodes and instead they choose this?!?!?! hopefully this isn’t the only thing that is addressed next week, it cant be. they better talk about the constant “no seb” because its an issue.

moral of the story is i hope the fight next episode isn’t about seb being jealous bc there is so much more to talk about

i am loving passive aggressive seb like i hope that doesn’t go away when their conflict is resolved bc it’s awesome

HERE are my thoughts on the zoom call

okay seb’s line about doing public makes sense with the full episode

everyone on the call is just like “wtf happened to my otp”

EJJJJ

EJJJJ I LOVE YOU

THE BEST EJ SCENE

“Hi Nini!” ejjjj

you have to watch the scene twice, one to watch nini and ashlyn and another for ej

EJ AND THE PUPPET THATS IT IM DONE

sassy gina i love her

guys i just love everybody

ASHLYN AND NINI I MISSED THIS DUO GAHHHHHH THEY’RE ADORABLE

ej is a child i love it

ricky i feel you with the songwriting

look at big red being best friend of the year now give him a plot line

i am under the impression jack recorded gina

SHIT THE CANDLE TO LAMP TRANSITION YESSSSS

i love transitions and that was it

matt is ripped

julia lester showed up this season. queen shit

she is perfect

YES BIG RED AND KOURTNEY DANCING I WANT MOREEEE

i am so confused with seb’s gloves

that has been bugging me for two days

carlos has more style then a hawaiian shirt and khakis

im in heaven the harmonies are soooo good

they are amazing they sound so good

you can hear all there voices

julia popped off

aint seen nothin is really good, i wasn’t sure about it at first but its grown. they sound so damn good the talent they hold. not the best song but its fun

the video actually looks better than i thought it would

“Wow” me too richard

jack is fun, i’d be okay if he comes back. he is a little chaos demon.

i like how the writers didn’t make them romantic (for once), hopefully gina got his number bc i would

i want to be stuck at an airport with jack

“let you go” is genius. so far the best original song this season. josh has been killing it lately. this is the ballad ricky deserves. lyrical genius. he sounds sooo good.

the one time i agree with lynne

EJ YOU CAMEEEEEE

OMFG THEY’RE ADORABLE

PORTWELLLLLLL BABY WHOOOP

HE IS GONNA TREAT YOU SO GOOD GINA

HE BROUGHT YOU FOOD AND TOOK YOUR BAG

GAHHHHHH

nOoOoOoOo thats it?!?! i cannot wait a week i refuse

i normally don’t talk about promos but episode 10 (im a sucker for sleepover episodes) is my most anticipated episode so we gonna do it.

for starters ricky has a guitar, so he might sing?

AWW THE SETS THEY ARE SO PRETTY

ooo lily is back?

blueprint?

ashlyn and ricky where have you been?!?!

seb and the girls yesss

since in a heartbeat is next episode seb probably leaves? i hope it is a private moment

oh please talk about your other issues pleaseee

“why did i never hear about this?” nina no, it was an accident alright?

gina and nini haven’t interacted this season and the first thing they do is fight.

lets hope there “beef” doesn’t take the a slot

maybe another seblos kiss?

did you know i love seblos

i have stocked up my tears for next week

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neoheros · 5 years ago

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how would haikyuu boys handle spending the night together? feat. kuroo tetsuro, akaashi keiji, tsukishima kei

kuroo tetsuro

the first time you and kuroo spent the night together was a wednesday evening when you didn’t even plan on staying over

his parents left town for the day and it was a better time than any other to have you spend the afternoon

you were still both in your uniforms and with the school day you just had, it was safe to say that you deserved to lay on top of him on the couch while your hands are in his hair

you were tired from school and he was tired from practice

you barely even spoke to each other that afternoon, all you remember was him offering to take a nap with you in his bed and you being too sleepy to decline

you changed into one of his sweatshirts and a pair of shorts and when he saw you he just 🥺

kuroo: are we really that tired tho 👉👈

you, blinking: yes

the nap was so deep and peaceful that the only reason you woke up from it was because of the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway

that’s when you realize that you’ve actually spent the night and the bright light that’s been annoying your eyes for the past 2 minutes was the sun rising

you shift from your place but kuroo’s right grip on your waist only worsened as he pulled you closer to his chest

“stop moving so much,” he mumbles groggily, refusing to open his eyes as he snuggles against your shoulder blade

you panic, “kuroo we’re gonna be late,”

he takes a while to respond but you feel him nod softly against your skin, “we can skip first period,”

then you hear the front door open, your heart racing because kuroo clearly doesn’t have any plans on getting up soon

you try your best to push him away from you but the more you do the more his tightening his grip, too tired to open his eyes

you, panicking: if you don’t wake up now i’m breaking up with you

kuroo, mumbling: hmm we’ll get back together it’s okay

he’s pressing quick kisses against your shoulder and you almost swoon over the infatuated look he had on

“we should do this more often,” kuroo says, his voice quiet and you’re debating with yourself if he’s choosing not to hear his parents downstairs

you shift, “i know, i like this too, but your parents are home and i don’t want their first impression of me to be like this,”

he finally opens his eyes and lets go of the grip he had on you, you jump out of bed, hearing the footsteps from the stairs

“tetsu, are you awake yet?” his mom’s voice blared as she knocked on his door

you wanted to laugh as the panic set on your boyfriend’s face but you found yourself frozen still when you realize that this meant trouble if she found you in there

“kuroo, i swear to god, i will not let this be the first time your mom meets me,” you tell him in a hushed tone, quickly picking up your clothes

“yup!” he shouts back, and the first thing he could do when the doorknob twisted was shove you in his open closet

you yelp at the suddenness but you held the door closed as your pressed against his clothes in extreme tightness

“you’ll be late,” his mom says, entering his room

kuroo nods, “i’m actually skipping first period, my head hurts,”

there’s sweat on his forehead and his mom crosses her arms with a look

“fine,” she says, sighing, “your dad and i are going grocery shopping this morning so make sure to lock up before you go back to bed.”

kuroo lets out a breath of relief, walking his mom out the door and he shuffles to lock it before opening the closet to a rather agitated you

kuroo: i mean hey at least now we can have the morning in peace 😌

you, throwing a pillow at him: i hate you

kuroo, pulling you back in bed: hmm we’ll drive by starbucks before heading to school

you: i hate you less

tsukishima kei

first of all, sleeping with him is one thing and waking up next to him is another

he’s so stiff and on guard the whole time that you’d think he’s physically repulsed by the idea of you being beside him all night

you: i can take the floor, it’s really not a big deal

tsukki: are you kidding i’m not letting you sleep on the floor

you: wait aw 🥺

tsukki: at least take the couch

you can tell he’s anxious with the whole thing and you curse yourself for thinking it was a good enough time for the both of you to have a sleepover

but he’s just been away a lot from all the volleyball tournaments and it’s been so long since the two of you hung out that when he asked if you wanted to stay over you couldn’t say no

so now you’re left awkwardly sitting on his bed at 11 pm after the two of you finished a movie with nothing else to do

he eyes you down, you’re wearing one of his shirts which were obviously too big and a pair of sweats that you brought along

he glances at his watch, a faint pink on his face as he avoids your gaze

you: wait are you shy like are you actually

tsukki: hey remember when you offered to sleep on the floor

the two of you decide to just let tiredness take over you when you feel like it so you spend the next two hours in each other’s arms as you both scroll through tiktok

his nerves have calm down but you still feel the faint racing of his heart when you laugh from a video you see

you, internally: 🥺👉👈

but then you realize that hours have passed and neither of you are still tired enough to seriously lay down next to each other and try to sleep

tsukishima: do you want to go out for a drive?

you: it’s 3 am

tsukishima: ?

you: i like the way you think

AND ITS JUST SO !! FRICKEN !! ADORABLE !!!

he hands you an extra hoodie of his because it’s cold outside and he absolutely refuses to drive unless you put your seatbelt on

so it’s 3 am and the two of you are at a starbucks drivethru ordering too much caffeine for people who’re trying to fall asleep

you both end up chilling in their parking lot all morning just scrolling through twitter or tiktok and sometimes you’d feel him glance up at you from his phone but you decide not to mention it

you: why don’t we spend time like this more often

tsukishima: i honestly think you’ll find me boring if we hang out for more than an hour :/

you, soft: it actually takes less than an hour 🥺

before the two of you realize it you’ve fallen asleep in his car at a starbucks with the windows down and the 1975 blaring in the radio

you wake up first from the sunlight and you won’t deny the way your heart skipped a beat when you noticed how tsukki took off his hoodie to put on your thighs

you take off his glasses from his face, giving him a quick peck on the forehead before making sure he was comfortable and warm in his seat

he must’ve been tired and you really hope that you didn’t wake him up when you left the car to order more coffee for the both of you

akaashi keiji

THIS BOY IS AN ANGEL

he’s asleep by 10 pm and he’ll wake up at 8 just like he’s used to because he’s the most perfect boy in the world with the most perfect sleep schedule

you know of this fact and it bugs you cause sometimes you just really wanna facetime him at 3 am or reference him tiktoks that you found funny that day

so when he offered you a chance to stay over you were kinda on the rocks about it

you: yknow i sleep at 4 am right

akaashi: ... by choice?

you: at this point my body just shuts down when it wants to

akaashi, alarmed: oh

regardless of this fact, you could never turn down akaashi, it was like hard wired in your brain to never ever decline him and can you really blame yourself he’s 🥺

he insisted to stay up with you instead of you trying to fall asleep next to him at 9 pm but you just couldn’t put him through that

you put down your phone and even if it did feel odd to close your eyes without the sun rising, the sudden embrace by your boyfriend immediately made you forget about everything else

sleeping next to akaashi is utter heaven

he’s got his hand over your waist and his scent just envelops you in a non overpowering way

his fingers trail under your shirt and you shiver at how gentle they are

akaashi, under his breath: thank you for doing this

you, ready to risk it all: due to personal reasons i will be passing away ❤️

he places a quick kiss on your forehead before letting go of you and turning to his side

you felt like asking him back to you but you knew how tired he must’ve been so you don’t budge

you’re left staring at his room’s ceiling and you don’t know how long you did that but the next time you checked your phone it was already 1 am in the morning

you, internally: it’s like a talent omfg

aside from the fact that you’re close to tears as you think about how you stared at a ceiling for 3 hours straight because you didn’t want to go to sleep that much you stop fighting the inevitable

you prop yourself up on his headboard, careful not to wake him up beside you and start to go through what you usually do most nights

you’re so caught up on the tiktoks that you barely notice akaashi stirring from beside you before pulling the comforter over his head

he’s awake at this point and the silly grin on his face can’t be fought as he looks at you so indebted in what you watched

he leans against your shoulder, tired eyes and all whilst stifling back a yawn

you, sleepy: sorry for waking you

akaashi, just as sleepy: that’s ok, i like this better

the two of you spend the rest of the morning against each other on his headboard as you scroll through the contents of your phone

once akaashi realizes that you’ve fallen asleep, he gently pushes you back down on the pillows and your hands immediately make their way to embrace him

he will 100% take pictures before getting himself comfortable next to you, a soft smile on his face as he snuggles against your neck

akaashi, turning off his alarms: we can sleep in tomorrow

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mrskurono · 4 years ago

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ANON: heyyy its the high megumi anon, OMFG gettin me so excited :)))) i have a lil late night idea. my brain is about to shut off(boutta fall asleep LOL) BUT..

i imagine that like, maybe during the lull after he came especially hard or u came especially hard u decide to give him another full ass edible. hes pretty far gone anyway but no cap ur kinda going nuts at how he is when hes high, so u wobble out of the room as fast as u can(even tho u know he isnt going anywhere, mans is limp in bed sucking like three of his own fingers and whining bc u left and hes getting cold and tingly again) and u tell him to eat the treat u have in ur hand, it tastes so good megumi, and megumi literally says he isnt hungry but just opens his mouth anyway for u to give him the brownie and in no time u feed him the entire thing, he laughs at how good it tastes. at this point he cant rly move him limbs without u dragging him to do what u want. hes essentially starfishing on the bed and u have to move his heavy arms and put his hands where u want them, but it isnt too much trouble since he seems to react positively wherever u let him touch u ;;;)))) at this point i feel like he would only b able to say a couple of words at a time..not even rly make actual sentences.. he can only moan in ur touch and slur “yes, yes, yes” you ask him a question? he can only groan in response. if he manages to say anything else it would just be nonsense, only maybe making sense in his own faded brain

Legit fell asleep reading this through like three times and all I can want now is Megumi nothing but a pile of doped up mush in my bed like a pretty decorative piece 😩❤

Seriously he is so relaxed and cuddly and like, who the fuck is gonna ruin this right?? Not I! He’s grumbly and his face keeps pinching up like it normally does so uh…time to just take that edge off so you can enjoy the rest of this glorious discovery. Sure Megumi doesn’t look like he’s going anywhere, but hey, really getting to have him as the little spoon all needy and touchy is a blessing no one should pass up!

But like by the time you make it back into the room (and he is nearly zonked tf out like none other) you crawl on top of him and start cooing his name and kissing all over him. Megumi, just fucking grinning and giggling as bad as the first moment those edibles took hold of him, is pushing you away (weakly) and telling you no. Just to have you hush him and press little bites to his mouth. He doesn’t want to eat it but you encourage him “Be a good boy.” “It’ll make you feel so nice and warm” “I’ll hold you afterwards” (ok um, gaslighting Megumi might lowkey make me wet wtf) and so he does it, eyes closed, and you’re feeding him bits and pieces of it while praising him for being such a good boy. Of course there is no way he’s coming back from this without sleeping it off.

Megumi curled up on your chest, like the touchiest cuddles you’ve ever had with him in his life. He’s totally got his head tilted up towards you but he can’t tell its you. His eyes are closed, he’s smiling and just like, rubbing against you with any piece of bare skin he can muster. He just can’t touch you enough and he’s palming you (poorly) and kissing on your neck and whining your name. All to have you hush him and pet his hair while he’s leaving wet kisses all along your jawline and neck. (that is if he even remembers to lean into kiss you. He might just kiss at you and never make it while he squeezes fistfuls of your side in his hands and lowkey kneads you like a cat would)

Playing with his hair, touching down his arm, running your hands against his chest. Lets just say he’s a mess and he leans into you so much he basically ends up on top of you. Bitching for more of your attention even though he’s right in your face and telling you how weird his body feels. It’s all incoherent though and barely a sentence when he does manage the words. It just ends up with a lot of cuddling while you tickle his face and let him suck on your fingers on your other hand.

#tw: drugs #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk smut #threethirst

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estrel · 4 years ago

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wait wait wait wait how tf did i forget you’re rewriting the series!?!?!?!? omfg i don’t need to be sad about spn ending tf i’ll have another fun version to read!!!! legit i’m so stoked now how the heck did i forget you’re writing that anyway just here 💕💕 fellow heller bye now it’s late asf here i should be going to sleep. as if i will tho.

celesteeeee 🥺🥺 stoppp i'm so stoked that you're stoked!!! we're gonna put a lot of effort into it to be the best it can be 💞

& yea its 2 am where i am, we should probably go fuck off to bed now lmao fbdjsjc

#ely answers #THE SWEETEST!!!!#spn #*achilles #💗💗

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keanuvibe · 4 years ago

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Noses in Roses (John Wick x Reader) Pt. 5 (Final)

A/N: okay yall, this is it. Im saying goodbye to the Noses in Roses universe ;-; I loved it, i loved writing for it. But sometimes you just gotta say bye :( (ps im the worst updater in the world!) (pps this was 10 pages in google docs omfg i need help yall. Do i write too much detail lol)

Words: 4.3k

Warnings: violence, killing, mentions of pregnancy

July 8th, 8:17PM

“Don’t forget, Heather needs a new toothbrush.” You mindlessly spoke to your husband, staring down at the phone in your hand. It was a rare summer evening where you and John had managed to find a sitter so you two could go on a date. It’s been since your third baby was conceived, so seven and a half months, since your last. With him constantly going out on jobs and you being a full-time mom, it was hard to find the moments in between.

“Should we stop at the grocery store?” John's gentle voice asked, resting his hand along your thigh. The two of you currently sat in his car, stuck in typical big city traffic. You’d already gone to dinner at some fancy, overly expensive restaurant in Manhattan and now were on your way back home. Looking up from your phone, your eyes met those of your husbands.

“Yeah, there's a few other things I need to grab anyways.” You hummed. John’s hand that donned your thigh gave it a gentle squeeze as his attention turned back towards the street. His car roared to life, when the light finally turned green, as he unnecessarily sped through the intersection. You could tell he was eager to get home. With his profession and the enemies he’s made, he prefers to keep you and the children home. That’s most of the reason as to why you hadn’t gone back to teach after Heather. Another part was the fact Helen is still out there. She’d already given you a run for your money once, and you certainly didn’t want to face that again.

Sure, it’s been four years since all that happened, but you still sat on the edge of your seat. John had vowed to kill the woman if she put a hand on either you or the kids. It was a nice thought, but the actual killing part left an unsettling sour taste in your mouth.

The man definitely keeps his work and home life separate as much as he can manage, but you recall so many late nights where he stumbled into bed covered in cuts and bruises. Sometimes he’d come home so stitched up he could barely move and you'd have to dress him or, in a rare case, feed him.

Your dark thoughts clouded your head and you blinked a few times, watching the passing lights of the city. The movement of John's hand gently placing itself on top of your own, which was resting on your large belly, caused you to look at him. His gaze was still facing the road, eyes occasionally blinking. He had tucked some hair behind his ear, exposing just how handsome his profile is. He’d let his beard become bushy, same as he did shortly after Heather was born. He donned a fresh scar from his most recent job on his cheekbone, though it’s hardly noticeable when his hair isn't tucked back. Subconsciously you squoze your fingers with his, intertwining your hands. They were rough and worn, but still somehow gentle to the touch.

“I can feel your stare,” His voice interrupted the silence.

“Sorry,” You spoke bashfully, averting your gaze to looking back out the window.

“What're you thinking about, darling?” Your husband pushed. His hand gave yours a squeeze, a silent showing of affection.

“A lot,” You responded with a sigh. The car pulled to a stop at a red light, prompting the man to look at you once again.

“Does it have to do with my job?” He murmured, carefully treading about the topic.

“Yes,” Your voice came out as only a whisper. This was an ongoing fight in your relationship, obviously. You can't count how many times you've gone to bed sour, or crying, or heartbroken because of his career. Sure, It paid for your lifestyle and the ability to comfortably raise your kids; but at the risk of losing John? It didn't feel worth it.

“Let’s not focus on that tonight, darling. You know I’m not going anywhere. And if I die, I'm going to haunt the house so you truly can't get rid of me.” John's light humor caused a little laughter to bubble up your throat.

“I’m going to hold you to that.” You mused, tapping him on the shoulder. A smile crossed his face as your eyes met. You still felt butterflies erupt in your belly when you two made eye contact. Just as they did when he first walked into your classroom all those years ago.

Cheesy music from the eighties echoed throughout the grocery store as you and John walked towards the pharmacy section. You pushed the cart while your husband followed beside you, his eyes warily looking around the semi-busy market.

Patrons eyes turned and gave you and John a look over, which wasn't uncommon when you were out in public together. He is a tall, brooding man, with his eyes always set in a glare unless he’s looking at you, the kids, and your new dog Winston. Their looks only prompted John to stand closer to your waddling figure. One of his hands firmly planted onto your back as you walked. It was a feeling of comfort for you and him; a physical reminder of the other.

“Do you think she’d like this one?” You murmured, stopping in front of the toothbrushes and grabbing a pink, sparkly one from the hook. Heather is going through a princess phase, requesting everything she owns to either be covered in sparkles or be pink and purple. It’s quite adorable, besides the fact that glitter manages to find its way into her small hands and then all over the house. You found glitter in the washing machine once, but only after you'd already done a load. John’s street clothes were sparkly for two weeks before all the glitter finally rinsed out.

“I'm sure she will.” John responded. You could feel his presence stiffen, signaling something was bothering him. Your eyes immediately looked up, trying to peep over the shorter aisle walls in the pharmacy. The store was semi-crowded for late evening, but not too bad. You glanced at the people walking past, looking to spot what had John on edge, but couldn't see.

The man's hand on your back gripped onto your dress a little tighter, as though he was keeping you close. Swallowing thickly, you looked back up to your husband. His brows were furrowed and his lips sat tight. You had to admit he looked pretty menacing. The only time you've had a glance of John Wick was when Helen kidnapped James. It’s as though he turns into a completely different John; like a switch he can easily flip if need be.

“What’s going on, baby?” You whispered just loud enough so your husband could hear. Upon hearing your voice, the man's hand loosened but his gaze didn't shift.

“I think she’s here.”

His response sent cold shivers through your veins and you frantically whipped your head around looking for the woman in question. You didn't have to ask to know who it was: Helen. Instinctively you stepped closer to John until your back was flush with his chest. His hand moved from your back and grabbed your arm instead, gripping tight enough to bruise.

“Let’s buy Heather’s toothbrush and leave.” John spoke, voice low. You quickly grabbed the toothbrush, abandoning the cart in the aisle. John walked ahead of you acting as a sort of shield, while you waddled behind trying your best to keep up. The grip on your arm was starting to hurt, as he was basically pulling you towards the checkout stands.

Approaching the self checkout, John let go of your arm, gesturing for you to scan and pay. He then turned his back to you, watching people on the surrounding machines. Swiftly scanning the toothbrush, you could feel the panic and mild horror coursing through your veins. It was beginning to feel overwhelming; The people, the noises, the music. Your head was starting to spin.

Once the receipt printed, John grabbed your hand intertwining your fingers tightly. The two of you made your way to the exit, but you kept your head down as a nauseating feeling passed over you. Stepping through the doors, John’s eyes kept glancing around the parking lot, wary of each person that passed.

“I think i'm going to be sick,” You murmured, putting your free hand to your head. You felt the clamminess of your skin, sweat from the summer heat only worsening the feeling.

“We're almost to the car, darling, just a few more steps.” John's voice was instantly soft at your claim. He adjusted his position, letting go of your hand and placing his own on your back, guiding you towards the vehicle.

Once you made it to his car, he quickly unlocked it and helped you in; following by climbing in himself. The quietness of the interior felt odd as the man put the key into the ignition, bringing his car to life.

“Hello, John.” The cocking of a gun caused you to turn your head, eyes widening as the sight of your husband's ex-wife holding a gun to his head.

“Helen.” The man responded, voice low. His gaze was fixated on the rear view mirror, looking at her sitting in the backseat. You could feel the anger radiating off his body.

“What, I don't get a nice greeting anymore?” The woman smirked, never moving the gun from its spot. John didn't bother to answer, he only stared at her with a heavy glare.

“Mrs. Wick, you look lovely. Expecting again I see.” Helen changed the topic, her gaze turning towards you. You felt a chill run down your spine as her eyes bore into your own. They were lifeless and cold as she carried a smirk across her perfectly painted lips.

“What do you want?” John took her attention from you, speaking up. Her eyes lingered, however, glancing down at your belly before looking back towards your husband.

“Oh, John. You never were one for pleasantries.” Helen mused, shaking her head. In her pause, you took the time to finally look at your husband. His gaze still remained forward, staring at Helen through the rear view mirror. His fists were clenched tightly onto the steering wheel, so tight his knuckles had turned white.

“Anyways, I just thought I’d pop in and see how you were doing without me. It’s been four years since our last run in, I missed you Jonathan.” She spoke, almost softly, but there was still an unsettling ring in her tone.

“With a family and everything, I figured you’d forgotten about me.” Helen pressed on, sighing after she spoke. “James probably misses his mother.”

“You were never his mother.” You found the courage to speak, anger beginning to boil your blood like hot water. Sure, James isn’t yours biologically, but he is your son and no one is allowed to claim your babies. Especially not the woman with a gun pointed towards your husband.

“Oh? I birthed him, did I not?” Helen coyed, cocking her head and looking towards you.

“You abandoned him, did you not?” You sneered back, eyes narrowing. Helen blinked, shocked you’d even snap back. Her mouth pursed tightly, clearly upset by your words. The gun in her hand pressed further into John’s head making your heart race; the man seemed unphased, however.

“Drive, John. I can’t kill you and your Bitch of a wife in a parking lot, that’s too obvious. Third Ave and Main.” The woman spoke, eyes glaring back towards your husband. John put the car into drive, pulling out of the grocery parking lot and onto the street. His knuckles were still white from gripping on the steering wheel so tightly.

“You know, Heather has grown up to be quite cute, I must admit.” Helen chimed, eyes staring directly towards you. She's trying to get a rise from you, finding it amusing. A little smirk covered her face, seeing you and John both clench your jaws.

“Do not talk about my daughter.” John finally spoke, voice low.

“Last time I checked, she isn’t even yours.” Helen mused before continuing on, “Right, (Y/N)? Your dead ex-husband's kid? Does she even know her real father’s name?” The woman pressed on.

You and John remained silent, swallowing the anger that was threatening to release. There was no point in wasting your energy and playing the woman's mind games. Heather does not need to know her real father, for John has been the best dad to her since the moment she was born. Even before that, when you were pregnant, he loved her. Plus, Helen’s nose doesn't belong in your personal business.

The remainder of the drive wasn't too long as location actually wasn't too far from the grocery store. John pulled into the parking lot of a warehouse. The building stood surrounded by other warehouse types, however they were smaller and looked to be falling apart. Big machinery littered the area as well, clearly having not been used for years as rust had begun to decay them. The street lamps were dim, near the end of their lifespan; leaving the place ill lit.

“You remember this place?” Helen murmured, looking at your husband. You could sense this area didn't bring back happy memories, judging by the stiffness of John's person.

“Turn the car off, and slowly exit the vehicle.” She spoke, tight lipped. The two of you willingly complied, climbing out of the vehicle slowly just as asked. Your mind couldn't help but wander; thinking about Heather and James at home. You only prayed that Helen didn't get their first and that they're still okay. The babysitter is probably curious as to where you two had gone. It's already late, nearing ten o’ clock according to the watch donning your wrist.

“Lean against the car, hands behind your backs.” Your kidnapper hissed. You and John did as she asked; you leaning against the passenger side, while John leaned against the driver side. She pulled a thick zip tie from her pocket, swiftly tightening it around Johns' wrists first. She then stepped over to your figure, grasping your arms and tightening the restraints around your own.

Furrowing your brows from the pain of the zip tie digging into your skin, you weakly looked up eyes met those of Johns. He couldn't say what he wanted, but his eyes told you everything he needed. He’s going to get you out of this, one way or another.

“Into the building, let's go.” Helen spoke, shoving the gun into your spine, urging you to walk. Your heart picked up in speed noting the second weapon she had unsheathed. She now had two, the one against your spine and the original pointed towards John again.

Approaching the warehouse doors, she urged John to slide it open. The man turned around and awkwardly slid the doors open with his hands still bound. Helen then ushered the two of you in, her gun jabbing your spine unpleasantly. The inside was large and mostly empty, save for some abandoned equipment, a few small shipping containers and some scaffolding. Moonlight shone in through some windows that were high up on the wall, giving some light to the large dark room. You noticed two chairs in the middle of the space as well, probably where you and John were to sit.

“Sit.” Helen then spoke as soon as you reached the seats. With force, the woman shoved you into the rickety fold up, causing you to nearly fall backward.

“Touch her like that again and I’ll kill you.” John spoke, his words filled with venom and threat yet he somehow remained mostly monotone. Helen merely stared at the man before laughing, shoving him into the seat as well.

“Don't tell me what to do.” She then replied, sheathing the second gun and leaving only one in her grasp.

“What do you want from us?” You questioned weakly, eyes veering up to meet your kidnapper. The woman seemed to be pleased by the tone in your voice; as it is so clearly beaten and broken. Hell, you’re also heavily pregnant and the sick feeling you felt earlier still hadn’t gone away.

Helen's perfectly painted lips pursed into a smirk, crossing her arms at the same time. She stood in front of you, bending over to meet your eyes. Your heart raced, but you didn’t dare break eye contact. You are strong, and you aren’t going to let this woman belittle you.

“I want to kill you, (Y/N).” The way she answered was filled with delight and amusement. “I want to watch life leave your eyes as John screams in anger.”

“You really need therapy.” You spit back, causing the woman to stand up straight and step back. She let out a snort of laughter, haphazardly waving the weapon in her hand around.

“They tried. Didn’t you, John? You and Aurelio.” She mused, beginning to pace in a circle around your sitting figures. “It’s for your own good, Helen.” The woman's voice mocked, “‘You are sick’, ‘You are a threat to yourself and others.’’’

“I couldn’t see you get hurt.” John finally spoke up. You looked over to your husband to see his head drooped in defeat. You’d never seen him so broken before, this wasn’t anger, it was sadness. The man had to process his past, something he’s been running from for years.

“You couldn’t handle me becoming a better assassin than you.” Helen retorted. “Our whole relationship, you tried to put me into a box. I’m not some little housewife, John.”

“That’s not true.” The man responded, finally raising his head. Helen had returned to standing in front of you, arms folding once again.

“Whatever, I’m still going to kill you in the end.” The woman spoke, shrugging her shoulders. “And after I’m finished with you, I’m going after your children.” Immediately, your eyes cast to your husband wide with fear. You could see the defeat leaving his expression as rage began to fill it instead. His brows furrowed, forming an angry crease as he looked up through his lashes to meet Helen’s amused face. She struck a chord, and it was obvious.

Without a blink, John raised from his chair charging Helen and knocking her over, prompting the two of them to fall onto the ground. The gun in her hand flew from her grasp, landing by your feet. Standing up as well, you kicked the gun closer to your hands, leaning down awkwardly to grab it.

John maneuvered his body so his cuffs and arms now were in front instead of behind his back, giving him more of an advantage. Helen swiftly stood too, pulling out her second gun and pointing it towards your husband. The man reacted, using the restraints to pull the gun from her grasp, sending it flying across the room. He then quickly jabbed her in the throat, causing her to choke and falter back slightly. Grabbing onto her shirt, he then kicked her shin following by flinging the two of them to the ground, putting her into a choke hold using his legs.

The woman retaliated, however, squirming her way out of his grasp. They stood up in unison again and Helen began to hit his side, catching him off guard. She then used the zip tie handcuffs to her advantage, holding onto them as she swiped under his feet, knocking him to the ground. She then straddled him, trying to get any hit in she could, however John was quick to kick her off.

In the meantime, you frantically looked around for a sharp object to cut your ties. Nearby sat a pile of old tools, rusted and decaying. Making your way over and searching the area, you found an old hand saw with some chipped blades. Bending down to your knees, your back faced the saw as you searched blindly for the blade; due to your hands still being bound. The rusted blade cut into your forearm from your search, prompting a whimper of pain to escape your throat. Blood began to pour down your skin, dripping onto the ground. Biting your lip and pushing aside the pain, you began to saw at the restraint until the zip ties finally broke free.

Standing back up, you grabbed the gun that had fallen from Helen and made your way back over to them. The grunts and groans of their fighting persisted, and you saw that Helen had managed to find a piece of old tarp. She wrapped it around John’s throat, causing him to thrash around in an attempt to rid himself of it.

“Let go of him!” You yelled, shakily pointing the gun towards the two of them. Your voice caused them to pause and stare into your direction. John saw the blood dripping from the cut on your forearm and furrowed his brows with concern. Helen let out a manic laugh, tightening the tarp around John’s throat which prompted the man to squirm a bit more.

Time felt slowed as the scene unfolded in front of you. Staring into your husband's eyes, he gave you a gentle nod, as though he was giving you permission. Your grip was still shaky, but you aimed the best you could and closed your eyes; pulling the trigger.

A body slumped to the floor, but the ringing in your ear clouded most sounds. Your eyes still remained shut, too scared to face whatever the outcome was. The tarp sound crinkled throughout the warehouse and footsteps approached your figure.

“Darling, it’s alright,” John’s soothing voice echoed. Finally dropping the heavy weapon, a sob escaped your throat. Your husband gently pulled you into his arms, his chin resting atop your head and arms wrapped around your body. He began whispering gentle reassurances, turning you so you couldn’t see Helen’s dead body on the ground.

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A warm early morning breeze caused you to blink and look down at the decaf coffee in your hands. Your eyes wandered to the bandage wrapping your forearm; a grim reminder of the events that occurred last week.

You killed someone.

Granted, a bad someone, but she was still somebody.

Returning home that evening wasn’t an easy feat. You had passed out from the loss of blood and the overall shock. John told you that he got you home safely and stitched you up to avoid hospitals. Somehow, he’d also kept you hidden from the kids and the babysitter.

Every night since then, when you close your eyes you hear the bang of the gun and the body slumping to the ground. You didn’t actually see her body, which you’re grateful for. But the sounds still haunted you. Of course you hadn’t told John how you felt. How could he relate anyways? He does this for a living, the pain and emotional baggage probably doesn’t even affect him anymore.

“Mommy! James caught a snake!” Heather's eager voice broke your thoughts, and you blinked, looking at your children with Winston walking alongside them. Sure enough, in your son's grasp was a small garden snake.

“Oh gross, baby, go throw it over the fence.” You responded, shaking your head in amusement. James has really come to enjoy the local wildlife that wandered, more like slithered, around.

“But it’s cool!” He defended, holding it closer to your figure.

“Don’t bother your mother, you know she doesn’t like snakes.” John spoke, coming through the sliding glass doors to the backyard. He too carried a cup of coffee, still donning his pajamas. You gave him a gentle smile, then turned your attention back to the kids. A chorus of sorry’s came from the two of them before they ran over to the fence; Winston close behind.

“How’re you this morning?” John murmured, pulling up a chair next to yours.

“I didn’t sleep well,” You sighed, eyes greeting Johns. He furrowed his brow with concern, tucking some hair behind his ear.

“Darling, is there more going on than what you’re telling me?” He asked, getting straight to the point.

“I’m just haunted.” You spoke softly, casting your eyes back down to your coffee. A gentle sigh came from your husband before a hand rested on your thigh.

“I struggle with that every day.” He responded, causing you to look back up at him.

“You do?” You questioned, raising a brow.

“Yes. But I put on a brave face and conquer the day the best I can.” John replied, scooting closer and grasping your hand into his own.

“I know she was bad, but-”

“Correct. She was, and you did the right thing.” John cut you off before you could justify anything. “The kids are safe because of you. We are safe because of you. It had to be done.”

You nodded, feeling a lump begin to form in your throat. Your mind has been so clouded by the negatives, you forgot to remember the positives that had come from that. Both you and John are alive, and your kids. Resting a hand on your belly, you felt the baby squirming around, another reminder of the good you'd done.

“It still hurts,” Your voice broke as you spoke, and a gentle tear rolled down your cheek. John was quick to wipe it away. Gently grasping your chin, he raised your face until your eyes met.

“I know a therapist for my profession. I’ll call her for you. She’s helped me through a lot. ” He spoke softly. You nodded, sniffling and wiping your eyes. Things could only go up from here. The main threat to yours and John’s future is gone, and your kids can grow up only knowing love. Your baby can be born and know nothing of the pain that you have gone through. Maybe now, your family can know peace.

“I love you, Mrs. Wick.”

“I love you too, Mr. Wick.”

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breanime · 5 years ago

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Domestic Life With Billy Russo

Requested by anon: For headcanon inspo, domestic life w Billy Russo? 💜 (PS I miss Helpless bc I love it sm but take your time boo 😘)

Added this anon request too: Omfg pls write Billy wearing the big dick shirt, like reader buys it as a joke thinking he'll only wear it inside the house but Billy's like "nah bitch"

Annnnd this one lol: Headcanon: What Billy would be like taking a vacation 😁

This one is just a bunch of ramblings, and it got a wee bit long. I hope you like it, though!

*gif not mine*

Billy is an early riser, and you are not

So he wakes up before you almost all the time

If he has work, he’ll usually get up and shower

Then he might have a quick work out

If you don’t wake up by then

He crawls over you in bed

He kisses your cheeks

Then your forehead

Then your nose

He only kisses your mouth when he sees you smile

Once you’re up, he takes a few minutes to cuddle you

You talk about your plans for the day

And then he coaxes you out of bed

(with lots of kisses)

And the two of you eat breakfast together

After that, he heads off to work and you usually have an hour or so to yourself before you have to leave as well

If he doesn’t have work, he’ll lay in bed with you until you wake up on your own

There’s usually slow, soft morning sex

And a shared shower

You’re almost always late to work on those days

Sometimes you bring him lunch at work

Sometimes he brings you lunch

You like eating at Anvil because Billy has such a spacious office and no one bothers you two since he’s the boss and all

At home, you and Billy snuggle up on the couch

You like to binge watch TV shows together

You also make him watch horror movies with you

You like to cuddle up to him and hide your face in his shoulder when the movie gets too intense

And he liked to explain why certain things make no sense in the movie

“You can’t kill a man like that”

“She’s holding the knife all wrong, her hands should be cut up”

“The killer’s been walking this whole time, there’s NO WAY he’d catch up to them that quickly”

“Yes baby, if the zombie apocalypse happens, I will protect you”

Billy likes to take you to fancy restaurants

And buy you expensive gifts

You like to wear his sweaters

Billy sleeps naked, but you usually sleep in one of his sweaters or shirts

And cuddle up to him

Billy will put his hand on your back and rub your back until you both fall asleep

His mouth is on your forehead and your head is on his chest

Sometimes he lays on your chest and you run your fingers through his hair

He usually only likes to sleep like that if he’s had a rough day

Or after the two of you had gotten into a fight

Billy shows you how to use a gun

And he makes sure you know how to defend yourself in an attack

You teach him how to cook and how to change a tire

(He never knew before you!)

You and Billy have his and hers matching cotton robes

And his and hers coffee mugs

After you’ve lived together for a while, you start buying each other stupid gag gifts for laughs

He gets you eyelashes to put on the headlights on your car

And commissions two custom pillow cases with your face on them

He even had a bouquet of dildos delivered to your office once

You buy him a hideous portrait of a clown in sunglasses which he proudly hangs in the living room

And you get him flower crowns and bows to put in his hair, which he allows, but only if you’re naked when you put them on him

(And then it’s bang o’clock cause he can’t keep his hands off of you, even when he has a rainbow colored flower crown on his head)

But you’re best gag gift was a shirt with the words “I Have A Dig Bick” printed on the front

You almost die laughing when Billy puts it on for the first time

You laugh so hard you CRY when he decides to wear it to the airport

You’d thought that hideous shirt would never see the light of day, but he proudly wears it from New York to Paris

The flight attendants think it’s hilarious

And you’re somewhere between amused as hell and embarrassed

But you have to admit

Your boy is rockin’ that shirt

This is your first BIG vacation together, and your first time in Paris

Billy’s been a few times for work, but he’s never been there as a tourist

The two of you booked a gorgeous suite

And you spend your first night in Paris (your plane arrived in the evening) making love on the satin sheets

The next day, you and Billy spend hours just wandering around, stopping into any cafe or shop that catches either of your eyes

You want to see EVERYTHING

Billy kind of just follows you around, hand in yours

He has a soft smile on his face that you’ve never seen before

And it seems like everything you do--

--from gawking at a mime and nearly breaking your neck to get a picture with him, to getting teary-eyed at a cafe that had a live guitarist--

--makes him smile

You go out of your way to try as much new or different food as possible

And you go a little bit crazy getting presents and souvenirs for Frank, Curtis, and Karen

But Billy takes it all in stride, holding your hand and smiling the whole time

He never really though of himself as a romantic before, but there was something about kissing you in the streets of Paris at twilight hour, looking down at your happy face, that made him feel all gooey inside

He surprisingly liked it

He still got a few work calls while you were on vacation, but he made an effort to keep them under an hour, and Frank and Curtis made sure to keep their work talk brief

You gush about the beauty of Paris and how wonderful the vacation was all the way back to New York

And after you get home, unpack, and get settled in again, you fall asleep in Billy’s arms...

...wearing his “I Have A Dig Bick” shirt

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That got so long--I’m sorry. I know this one was kind of rambly, but I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading!

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seungyounudes · 5 years ago

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[11:33pm] u wipe away your fresh tears as you grap your phone to call bestfriend!Jaemin . He picks up after a few sec "y/n? Renjun shut up for a sec, y/n? Hello?" He said in an amused tone. "jaem?" u say

"y/n?? Are you crying? where are you???" he asked and his mood changed in less than one sec. He sounded worried. "Can u please come to my place" u ask as your voice got quieter with every word. "ofc!!! I'll be there in 5".

you luckily don't live that far away from each other which makes it easier for the both of you to see each other often, sometimes really spontaneous, like now. You throw your phone on your bed as you try to hold in your new tears. You wipe them away with the sleeve of your hoodie and lay back on your bed, under your blanket. You think back at your boyfriends-ex..boyfriends words

"i'm sorry, our relationship was a joke. like honestly, its over, i felt nothing bout u, bye" were jeno's last words. His statement about the picture u found of him kissing yeri. You failed in holding back your tears. How could he say it that easily?? How could he fucking cheat on you?? You gave him everything you have, all the love you could give, and thats what he gave back to you. So everytime he told you he loved you, he was faking?? Your relationship with him meant nothing to him? He actually made you feel like someone special and u felt confident everytime he said u were beautiful because u were sure he meant it. And now? u feel like the most ugly and unspecial thing in this existing world.

u heard the knock on your door before u go downstairs to open it. U see a worried jaemin standing right in front of you, and in the next second u felt his arms around u. U bury your face into his chest as he tightened his arms around u. "y/n what happend to you??? omfg are you ok??" he asked as he let go and cupped your face to wiped your tears

u have the best best friend ever

u let him go inside as u closed the door and went to your room with him. U two sit down on your bed before he puts an arm around your neck and u put your head on his shoulder. "he broke up with me." you said as u continue crying. He faced you and u could clearly see the shook in his face "nooo he did not. Are you kidding??" He replied. u shook your head and looked down. "He said i meant nothing to him.. he cheated with me with yeri" u add.

"oh my god that bastard. How- like? Tf??," He hugged you again and pulled you close. "I'm so so so so sorry, you deserve so much better y/n.. he's so disgusting i cant believe him" u didnt know what to say, you actually didnt want to say anything, you just needed someone to make you feel better, and jaemin was more than perfect for it. "Please stop crying he doesn't deserve your tears. U need to distract yourself!" He said after a few minutes

u pulled back and faced him. "what do you mean?" U ask him with your tired voice while wiping away you tears again. "U should stop thinking bout him, eventhough i know its hard..," he said as he looked down for a sec and then back at you "u know what? come outside with me" he said out of nowhere "wait what?," You asked confused "but i'm not ready- like i- my hair and my clothes-" you said but he cut you off "i dont care, its late, nobody's outside, i'll wait downstaires. put on something and come out with me." He said

"but?? Where are we going?" U asked and couldnt hold back a small smile. "you'll see, now come on, don't waste time" he said before he stood up and went downstairs. So u you did what he said and changed real quick and went downstairs after him. you put on your shoes and went to his car. He held the door open for you and you chuckled and went inside. He closes the door after you and sit down on the driver's seat as well. He started driving you somewhere.. u still had no idea where he was going. "connect your phone with the car and put on some music!" He said as he smiled at you.

"okay" u said quietly and smiled back softly as u put on some r&b stuff. "Naah that's boring, come on, put on some cool stuff!" He said as he giggled and stealed your phone to choose a different song. "Hey! Gimme back my phone! I'm not in the mood for happy songs idiot!" U said and couldnt hold back your smile. He clicked on your "🤩🤩" playlist and put on "kick it" by nct 127. You facepalmed yourself and laughed so he started laughing as well

he started jamming to the song and u couldnt help yourself but starting to sing/rap along with him. you both sang- screamed and kinda danced to the songs u listened to for the rest of the time. U felt the music and the atmosphere so hard, u actually forgot about jeno.

after a few minutes, you saw a mc'donalds. You looked at jaemin with a smile and your "wait-are-you-kidding" look. He just smiled and winked at you. "Oh my god i can't believe you" u said and chuckled. "Hey, but imma genius tho" he replied "true" u said and continued laughing

he drove to the drive thru area "what do u want? A menu?" He asked "wait what NO. i'm not even hungry actually.." u replied "Shut up, u want a menu???" He asked again "nO. u really dont have to pay for me jaem."

"now stfu and tell me what u want because we're the next to order" he said again so u gave up and told hin u want a mc'frappé and fries. So he ordered for you and he bought the same for him as well.

after you got your food yall continued driving somewhere, and ofc continued jamming to the songs. After a while, u realized he wasn't driving anywhere, he was just taking you to a late night drive. wow. cute.

u smiled at him, and thats how you both chilled in his car the whole night with mc'donalds and fancy ass music and talked about 283728 topics.

"btw, were you free when i called you? sounded like u had renjun over?" you asked after a while

"oh yeah, we were hanging at my place and i left him alone so he probably has the time of his life now, because i have lots of ramen at home" he answered.

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katsukikitten · 5 years ago

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Majo - Dorm fun

"What are you doing?" Katsuki asks as he flops onto one of the sofas in the common room as you sit crossed legged at the low coffee table.

"Focusing." You almost bite back as you stare into the onyx orb, jotting down movements, thoughts and feelings in your meticulous script. A snort fills the room.

"Focusing in a room that's going to be filled in less than five minutes with fuck all annoying teenagers?" He mocks, "Brilliant plan dummy."

"Yes, it is brilliant. As it will help me to learn how to block people out." You say, eyes prying into a person's life. Their deepest darkest emotions set out before you like a menu.

"Tsk." He grabs for the remote next to your notebook staring along the way, "Does All Might know you're spying on him?"

He flips through the channels idly, remote resting on his stomach while crimson eyes read your scrupulous notes.

"Does it matter?" He hears the grin in your voice without seeing it. He can't help but smirk as you've gained much more confidence since dating him. Still he can't help but tease you.

"I guess not, but be prepared to tell all of class 1A what the hell he's doing in his free time. Especially that derpy Deku."

You wave your hand as if swiping away his words.

"Not everyone has prying eyes like you, Suki." You giggle and he rolls his eyes, "Plus everyone loves the movie you've just picked. No one will be interested."

"Ah okay. If you have notes on yourself in there be sure to jot down *delusional* ."

"Ha. Ha." You say dryly as you dig deeper. All Might stands on the black back drop in his smaller form, with little to no extra aura around him like the first time you saw him. You notate it as booming voices enter the dorm.

Though you cannot see it Katsuki smiles a bit devilishly. He is ready to see exactly how this plays out but will come to your rescue should you need it.

"NO, EIJI, its MY turn to pick the movie!" Mina yells, trying to elbow Kirishima who's currently muscling his way through the group.

"No, I called the dibs after class today. A very important and educational documentary on hero history is coming on that Midoriya and I would like to watch. You guys need to watch it. It will help with exams."

"Uuughhhh that's what SCHOOL is for Ida!" Kaminari comments, "Plus and I want to watch this live concert that they are telecasting from the US."

"Its been weeks since I've had a turn!" Uraraka pouts, "Momo and I have had to stay up so late to watch our recorded shows. And someone keeps deleting them!"

"M..maybe Uraraka can have our dibs Ida?" Miydoria asks shyly.

"According to the calander it's my turn. We are watching horror." Tokoyami states, "Right Asui?"

"Right!" She croaks.

Their voices grow louder as they approach, arguing pulling you from the silence that is All Might's room.

Arguing so loud it begins to drown out All Might's thoughts, leaving you only slightly flustered. You try to focus on the visual in hopes the 'audio' will return. He sips his tea, lounging at his desk and he replies to piled up fan mail idly, neglecting his teaching plans.

Teaching for dummies and a notebook borrowed from Aizawa sit open on his cluttered desk.

"I cannot keep focusing on Midoriya, though he is my protege. Bakugou needs my attention, emotionally. While Y/N, and all the others have such great potential I cannot let my...."

"I SAID ITS MY TURN NOW WHO SELECTED THIS MOVIE?!" Mina howls as she stands in the mouth of the archway. Katsuki holds up the remote to be seen as he growls.

"OI! The rule is first come first serve. Now make the fucking snacks would ya? I've caught you watching this movie a hundred times, what are you bitching for, Pinky?"

"I...I cannot believe you!" A whine but she storms into the kitchen, she pops her pink head out of the kitchen to add, "No one take MY corner of the couch."

"Uhh Ka...kaachan."

"What is it Deku?" True venom drips from your boyfriends kissable lips as he stares up at the emerald eye boy.

"Uhh Uraraka chan would love to be able to watch her show, it starts in a few minutes and..."

"And I don't give a shit." Katsuki glares up harshly at him through thick long lashes before Midoriya guides Urakaka to their usual spot on the couch, despite neither of them admitting their feelings for the other they sure do act like a couple.

"Hey Bakugo. Buddy. I know you're trying to see this fight with me. It will be ultra manly." Kiri says leaning over the couch to try to slip the remote away from his friend's steely grip. Only to be met with a small, almost harmless explosion, "HEY! Watch the hair dude. I'm still trying to hang out with Mina tonight."

"Yea sure, that is until she hears that you didn't try to get the remote for her." Sero teases sitting beside Shoji. He launches a string of tape that evaporates in a series of explosions. He curses to himself as he watches his half baked plan go up in flames.

Your patience runs thin as you push yourself, you half hoped that at least half of them would go to their dorms considering none of them were going to get that remote.

Still they argue, so much so they barely notice what you're doing.

"Hey Bakugo. Are you at least going to sit up?" Todoroki asks, purposefully sitting next to Momo, "Its rude to make your girlfriend sit on the floor."

"What Y/N? Why are you...Oh." Mina enters the room with a variety of snacks on a tray. She sets them down at the far end, peeking over your notebook.

She gasps, drawing even more attention on you as you try to ignore her, ignore them.

Katsuki watches you with heavy eyes, gauging your reaction. He knows he needs to be protective of you. You often push yourself too far and if you had an attack in front of all of your friends you'd never forgive yourself.

"ALL MIGHT?! DOES HE KNOW?!" She snatches the notebook and you try to swipe at her using your peripheral vision but fail.

The entire class is silent, only the commercial can be heard through the entire dorm.

"Mina has a strong acid quirk but needs more mental training. Where she is strong in tenacity she lacks focus." She reads from the notebook, "Wow rude. I am great at focusing."

She unknowingly knocks over Sero's soda as she plops next to Kirishima on the couch.

"Are these his personal notes? I've noticed you kinda adapt to their hand writing when you jot down their thoughts. It's....scary cool." Mina adds, yellow eyes scanning the page. The whole class, aside from Bakugo leans forward on their seats. A few even dropping from the sofa to be closer to you.

"Y...yes." You feel their eyes, their hunger to hear about themselves from their idol. You've never felt their stares with such intensity before, almost nearing close to the weighted gaze of your boyfriend.

None weigh as heavy as his. Though Midoriya's is pretty close right now.

A shiver runs along your spine as it always does when the full twenty set of eyes is on you.

Maybe this was a bad idea? Your cheeks redden just a bit as their thoughts creep to you despite your focus on All Might.

"What does he think about me? Is he proud? Am I doing him justice? Am I doing one for all justice? Will I disappoint him? Will his notes be more negative than positive? Will.."

"Midoriya." Your voice is ever soft yet dark. Katsuki growls inwardly never liking Deku's name to leave your lips.

Those lips are for his name only.

"Midoriya." You say again, you can feel a nose bleed coming on as you fight the darker side of your power. It would be easy to slip into his skin. To flay his mind and bend it to your will through manipulation since he is leaving himself so open, "You might as well be screaming in my face with how loud you're thinking."

His face burns bright red, he goes to open his mouth to say sorry but all you hear is his mind.

"What does it say about me?!"

"He hasn't looked at your notes today for me to know." You say, finally snatching the notebook from Mina without breaking your concentration.

The class shares a look while Katsuki sits up before sliding directly next to you.

"You okay, my enchantress?" He projects the thought like you taught him and it drowns out all the backround noise. You take a sharp inhale before nodding. You smooth your notebook.

"Stop staring." You hiss, "Stop being quiet go back to talking."

But no one offers a word to one another. Bakugou begins to hand out death stares before Kiri pipes up.

"So Mina, the upcoming exams. Think you're gonna need a study partner?"

"OMFG PLEASE PLEASE SAY YOURE OFFERING YOURSELF TO ME EIJI AAAAHHH." You hear Mina scream in her mind. You push it away, leaning closer to Katsuki.

There is something about his intensity that is grounding, most likely because it is a consistent hum. His walls are always up and his will is awe worthy. A nice way of saying how stubborn he is.

All Might types a text to Azawai asking about his dinner plans. He has a lot to discuss, especially Y/N's potential.

"Its crazy she got two proheros who have great will power to lose their tempers in front of all their students. How did she evoke that intense anger? Anger I hadn't felt since..."

You stop writing, suddenly something pulls at your thoughts. At your focus on the black backdrop pulling you into the middle of conciousness. Your heart races as you follow the the sound.

A tune being whistled.

You near ever closer to a dark room as an old bed and cracked mirror begin to fill the space.

A tune you seemed to have forgotten until it dredges up bad memories.

Your rapid breathing becomes audible, you feel Katsuki's hands move to grab your face to pull you out but you hold onto his wrists with such a grip he might bruise.

You know this whistle, its haunted your deepest nightmares as you've lived it.

"Ah there you are little majo. I knew you'd come when I called like a good girl." You know that voice as you're sucked into the dimly lit room with a man much too familar. Though he seems off as his dead eyes stare into the mirror. Doing the same trick he would do while keeping you locked in the dark, seeing how far your mind could wander.

Like a fucked up game of hide and seek.

Your nose bleeds as you stare into a face you could never forget, even if you worked yourself.

You should know. You tried.

"I have a new boss now. He's a good guy pays well." He starts as if you actually give a shit, "I need you to do something for me."

"Go fuck yourself." You growl and its audible in the room you sit in.

You do not hear Katsuki yell for everyone to leave. He's never heard your voice dip so low.

So dark and threatening.

They all leave wide eyed, especially when he explodes the can of soda in Mina's hand when she refuses. Kiri practically swings her over his shoulder to high tail it to his dorm room.

"Y/N." Katsuki whispers in your ear but you do not hear and hold fast onto his wrists. He struggles to free himself from your tiny hands.

"That is not how you speak to your father little witch." A snarl so low, he jumps to stand and you flinch out of habit. Many years were spent in a dark closet, all by his threatening hands.

It is a wonder you are not blind. He laughs at your movement. Your heart pounds into your throat.

"Now listen. Stop being such a selfish bitch and help your old man out. My new boss is a powerful man. I promised him I could do some brainwashing. Some...rearranging on both human and none humans. You need to come to me now. It's going to be a great job. You'll even get to bend the mind of a student there." His smile turns manic.

"You know I can't control anyone." Voice still icy cold as you speak. Eyes beginning to fill with tears of blood as you focus on his shattered mind. One of the few you cannot work.

"Ah ah ah. I feel you poking and prodding. You have to remember that you got your power from MY WIFE." He yells slamming his fist into the mirror, blood drips from his knuckles as four sets of his eyes stare at you.

You yelp while his laugh echoes in the dingy room. You shake, scared, angry.

Broken.

How could this happen?

How could he still summon you?

But most importantly how did he get out of jail?

"Stop trying to sound so tough. I know your limitations. I know the temptation of your curse. My beautiful wife's was very similar, she told me everything. You parasite, you can worm your way into thoughts. Move something here, replace something there. Boom they've bent to your will. Just like you did to your mother and now look what's happened." He gestures to the empty room riddled with needles and rotting take out, "She's left us both to care for one another."

"Now don't let my wife's death be in vain."

"You...you're the one who..." You're shaking so hard, your quirk amplifying as you subconsciously try to force your way into his mind.

"I what? You're just as guilty. You planted the idea of a forced entry in to the very seasoned detective..." He shrugs his shoulders and you scream.

"YOU MADE ME. YOU FUCKING MADE ME." Items fly across the living room as your voice goes raw and youre hardly able to catch your breath.

Your father stands and does something he's never been able to do before, he grabs onto your throat in your conciousness. His eyes glow when before he was quirkless, only being able to summon you through fear.

He squeezes and the bruise appears on your physical body. Crimson eyes widen with worry, with furry.

"H..how?" You choke.

"I told you my new boss was a pretty good guy." He laughs, nails digging into tender flesh. Drawing scarlet half moons, you gasp, eyes watering with tears and blood.

"Y/N!" A whisper.

Seconds stretch into what feels like hours.

"You've got three days to find me." He snarls, "No hints this time either. If you don't. Well let's just say you don't want me to find you."

"Y/N!!!" Katsuki appears on the black drop beside you, eyes burning with hot rage. This is a fight of wills he may not win. Fear grips you as you watch your father look over your shoulder. You act quickly as you push yourself plucking the darling image of your Bakugou from your father's brain as you send Katsuki flying back to the living.

His eyes widen with an emotion you've never seen him wear before.

Fear.

So deeply rooted in your Father's eyes you wonder if this is all a dream. That you'll wake up any second. But as with all emotion with him, it is fleeting.

"I see you've found your soul mate." He leans in closely to add "Do not let me remember them or their death will be slower than your mother's. Three days."

With that he slams you into the floor of consciousness shoving you back in to your body as you claw at your throat.

Your eyes water as you see Katsuki. Shaking sobs rack your body as you scream into his throat.

"NEVER FOLLOW ME AGAIN!" Its hoarse and raw with emotion, so much so that Katsuki stiffens. He runs soothing circles onto your back as you come undone in front if him. Repeating over and over again into his tear soaked neck.

"I can't let him remember. I can't let him remember."

A/N Oops I dont know why I wrote this but here have it. It was originally supposed to be like a cute slice of life AU for Majo but I'm finding out I dont work that way.

#bakugou x reader #bakugo x fem reader #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugou #bakugo katsuki #bakugo katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo

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