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indigosunsetao3 · 6 months ago

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For the GIF game, requesting something with 141 and a shorter reader or character. 🥹

"If you go in there I'm going to have to follow," Ghost answers over his comms as you glance back at him.

"Good luck catching up."

You smirk with a small little wave from over the edge of the roof, peering down at the team scattered about the compound. Ghost is standing right out in the open glaring up at you from behind his sunglasses, you don't have to see his eyes to know they're narrowed. And pissed.

"Lass, if you don't come back down from there we're going to have bigger issues," comes Johnny's voice, full of exasperation but also a bit of amusement. "Ghost is going to just kick in the front door."

"I'm already here," you answer as you throw your body into the halligan you had swiped from the helo. The lock pops and you throw it away before prying the small maintenance hatch open. "And none of you brutes can wriggle in here anyway, even I'll have to crawl in this short space."

"Give me five minutes and I'll find a way to wriggle in...I'm quite flexible." Gaz taunts and you snort as you shirk off your vest.

Someone whistles over the comms and you glare off in a random direction not sure which of your boys it was.

"Mmm, while I would love to watch that," you cut off as you drop your legs down in the narrow entrance. "I don't think we've the time," you finish as you drop into a crouch, your voice echoing in the small space. "Now shush, I'm working."

The compound was covered with security, Konni all over the place monitoring for infiltration. You all had been watching for hours and couldn't find a single point of infiltration until Price shoved the blueprints at you to look over. The main building had an old maintenance hatch to access all the electrical and air systems.

Before anyone could tell you no you had taken off. Slipping under a cut fence, up over a trashcan then to the roof access ladder. There had been a flurry of yelling over the comms as you shimmied up and Ghost had nearly bit your head off when your foot slipped halfway.

"Sitrep," Price says after about three minutes of silence.

You don't answer as you roll over on your back, shifting a few times to center yourself and stare up at the mess of old wires. It's a disaster as you try to figure out which one to pull and not get zapped in the process. Prying the small, but lethal, knife open with your teeth you pull a few wires and press the blade to them.

"Red or black Johnny?" You ask in response as your eyes try to follow the trail.

"Always red Bonnie."

"Nighty night shitheads," you reply to yourself before swiping your blade through the bundle of wires.

The lights cut instantly and you hear the instant response of panic below you. You flip on your stomach and move toward the exit, slipping your blade away and pulling out your pistol from your thigh holster. You don't need it though. The moment the lights cut the team pushes in and you listen to the gunfire and shouts for a few moments before you drop out another hatch door.

Climbing down a few rungs of a ladder you see the team holding down an office while Price riffles through paperwork. You had come for intelligence.

"See? Not so bad," you say as you walk up to Ghost who is towering by the office door watching you. His hand is tight on his rifle and you grin up at him innocently as he looks down at you. "You need to trust me every now and then. Price did hire me for a reason."

Pushing up on your toes you grab him softly by the back of the neck, feeling the tension in his muscles as you pull. He doesn't resist, even if he could stand like an unmovable rock in the sea, and bends down a bit. You press a soft kiss over his lips, even with the mask on. You grin as he huffs a bit at the gesture, doing his best to still be aggravated with you for going off book.

"Got it," Price says as he walks out the door and stares down at you as well, eyes roving over the fact you are in a simple compression shirt and jeans. "Where's your gear?"

"On the roof. Tight quarters and all that."

"I should make you climb back up that tiny little hatch to go get it," Ghost growls as his eyes trace back up to where you had appeared from moments before.

"You just want to look at her arse as she goes back up," Gaz answers as he appears behind you, giving you a smart little swat on your behind. You tilt your head back up to look at him and swipe his hand away before he can get a better handful.

"I mean, I can if that's what you want," you answer slipping away from them to walk toward the ladder, careful to add an extra swish of your hips.

"I think we should let Gaz show us just how flexible he is," Johnny chimes as he grabs you around the waist to pull you back, lifting you a few inches from the ground as he tugs you possessively against him. As if displaying that you belonged pressed against one of them, crowded and protected by their bulk.

Between all of them, you were like their own little doll, short and oh so easy to toss around as they liked to show you.

It started simple, their display of size against yours. Picking you up and tossing you over their shoulders as a tease to rile you up for being easy to manipulate under their hands. Then they'd tug you in their laps during downtime wrapping their arms around you to rest their chins on your shoulder showing you just how well you fit, as if your short frame was made to mold against their broad bodies.

But one night your Captain, of all people, had taken it further. He snatched you up on your way back to your barracks and threw you into his bed. He prowled up your body as he taunted you about how perfectly sized you were for him to pin under him, teasing your body under his fingers. When you bit his shoulder to keep in your scream of pleasure as he fucked you he laughed, as if that had proved his point. Your mouth was in the perfect spot to keep quiet as he made you fall apart under him.

"If you want to watch Gaz squirm you only need to ask, Johnny," you tease pinching his bicep, "that's all I did...I'm sure I could ask him to do it again for us if you behave."

Despite the fact they all loomed over you, they were all wrapped around your finger and bent to your will without hesitation. And the way they all looked at one another with a smirk before back to you, you knew you were about to get your next request granted.

#call of duty #call of duty fanfic #tf 141 x reader #141 x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #ghost x reader #soap x reader #john price x reader #the gift of gifs #answered asks

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angelsanarchy · 1 year ago

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One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 03

"I'm not a serial killer he says.." "To be fair, I said I wasn't a stalker."

FRIDAY, 11:00PM (TW: Drug-use)

The place looked a little worse for wear but still very livable. A lot of decently priced places in the area were about the same. People hung outside, in the hallways and just sort of congregated from apartment to apartment like a college dorm.

"Welcome to my humble abode." Clyde left the door wide open for whoever to come and go. Y/n took in the general state of the apartment and chuckled catching his attention.

"Hey...no judgements. I'm a man. Men live like this." Clyde defended.

"Yeah? I didn't realize men didn't own a trashcan...or a laundry basket." Y/n held up some random boxers resting on the coffee table. Clyde had spun around with a shotgun pointed at her making her freeze.

"You were saying?" Clyde teased.

"I'm not a serial killer he says...and yet here he is holding me at gunpoint." Y/n carefully placed his underwear on the barrel of the gun.

"To be fair, I said I wasn't a stalker." Clyde corrected flicking the underwear off the gun.

"Damn...well you got me there." Y/n put her hands up sheepishly and Clyde smirked.

"Does that make you scared?" Clyde might be a lot of things but scary wasn't one of them.

"Is that what you're trying to do? Scare me?" Y/n stepped towards the end of the rifle and Clyde's eyebrow went up.

"Not particularly." Clyde shifted. Y/n took the end of the shotgun into her hand and appeared to be inspecting it.

"Good because I don't scare easy." Y/n turned back towards the couch and plopped down, taking her jacket off and tossing her bag on the floor. Clyde lowered the gun and laughed.

"Oh yeah? What does scare you then?" Clyde plopped down in a chair facing her.

"You first." Y/n challenged.

"Easy. Goats." Clyde's quick answer with his very serious face made y/n snort out a laugh.

"Goats? Why the hell are you afraid of goats?" She tried to say without crying laughing.

"They're aggressive little fuckers who like to head butt, scale fucking mountains and scream in your face. They're like kids on crack. They're the fucking worst." Clyde explained pulling his phone out and showing y/n a clip of a goat climbing on the side of a mountain awkwardly.

"That...that is pretty startling to say the least. Goats...cannot be trusted." Y/n shook her head trying to rationalize Clyde's fear but in all her years in Nevada, she's never even seen a goat.

"Your turn. What scares you? Clearly not guns." Clyde pointed out.

"This is Vegas. If you haven't been held at gunpoint, can you even call yourself a resident?" Y/n shrugged.

"That's actually super true. I've been shot at way too many times to count." Clyde admitted.

"That's...not shocking at all." Johnny cleared his throat and they looked up.

"Let me snag the keys, I'm going to get some food. The guys and I are starving." Clyde dug in his pocket for the keys and tossed them up to Johnny.

"Do you eat meat?" Clyde asked earning a nod.

"Grab us food too. I'll take it off your gas cash." Before Johnny could argue for money, Clyde was quick to make a food for gas trade. The others filled out after Johnny and shut the door leaving the two sitting in the middle of the room.

They sat in silence for a minute adjusting to being alone together.

"So do you live here alone or does everyone just kind of crash around?" Y/n took in her surroundings. There was only one bed, if you can call it that, that sat on the floor with a bunch of blankets, a big bean bag chair in the corner, the raggedy couch and an armchair that's seen better days. It was a lot more furniture than she would have expected for one person.

"Nah I kind of consider it a bit of a halfway house. Everyone's going somewhere but we all need to crash for a bit. The guys have a room at the end of the hallway and then one across the hall for any girls they bring home for-" Clyde made a hand gesture and y/n laughed.

"You guys have a fucking apartment? Yikes, the smells alone from that room would give me chills." Clyde shook his head.

"I honestly wouldn't know. I don't really frequent that room. It stays pretty occupied anyway." He laughed. Y/n took in a mental note that Clyde didn't seem like someone who brought a lot of girls back to his place for fucking but almost like he was providing sanctuary.

"Oh I have no doubts. Plus you look like a wine and dine kind of guy. Big activities, good music, decent food. A real gentlemen." Y/n turned her body towards him.

"Absolutely. I'm a real Casanova and you're in for a treat." Clyde walked over to his nightstand and rummaged around inside of it pulling out a tray and a lighter, shimming over to plop down next to y/n on the couch.

"The only activity of the evening is to get decently high...if you're cool with that." Clyde hadn't bothered asking but took in her face to make sure he hadn't offended.

"I mean it sounds more like a 3rd date but since you've been stalking me for a minute, I think this will work just fine." Clyde rolled his eyes at her, bringing the blunt to his lips to moisten. The two sat with their knees touching, Clyde rolling at least three blunts knowing that the moment the guys got back, they would want dibs and like clockwork the door swung open and a bag was tossed at y/n.

Clyde merely held up the two blunts and Johnny snatched them with a cheeky grin before bounding back out of the door. The fries in the bag were soggy and the burgers looked like they had been thrown against a wall but y/n wasn't picky. She held out a french fry to Clyde's mouth as held the blunt between his fingers unable to put it down yet.

Something familiar and comfortable settled between them like they had done this for years.

"Jesus what the fuck happened to that?" Clyde gestured to the burger y/n was trying to pick up.

"I'm going to assume it was run over but I'm honestly starving so I'm going to eat it anyway." Y/n didn't hesitate taking a bite and Clyde lit the blunt between his lips. He watched y/n look for a place she could find a napkin and he ran to the bathroom, retrieving a roll of toilet paper and putting it down on the table. She tried not to laugh as she unrolled some to wipe her hands.

Clyde passed the blunt to y/n who took a small hit making sure she didn't choke and embarrass herself, knowing she would deserve all the teasing from Clyde because of his cigarette disaster earlier.

"This is decent weed." Y/n commented.

"Are you surprised?" Clyde asked.

"Kind of. Do you work or do you come from money?" Y/n's question was genuine but Clyde seemed offended.

"What does that matter?" He scoffed.

"That wasn't meant as an insult. I'm just trying to figure out if you're crushing it as a hype man or if you're secretly the son of one of the current Strip residencies." Clyde seemed to simmer.

"I can assure you I am not the son of Vince Neil." She handed him the blunt back and pushed the hair from his face.

"No shit. You would not be this cute if your dad was Vince Neil." Y/n's compliment brought Clyde's mood right back up.

"Aw all I had to do was feed you and get you high and now you're back to trying to have my babies again." Clyde teased nudging her.

"I'm a simple girl. I like simple things." She gave a cheeky grin as his laugh turned into a cough.

"Oh so you like me because I'm simple? Should I be hurt by that or-"

"I'd hardly call you simple. You barrel rolled out of a club, tried to fight a bouncer that was three times your size and brought home a girl you've had a psychic connection with just to point a shotgun at her. Khakis are simple. Grilled cheese is simple." Y/n's explanation of her thoughts on Clyde thus far made a warmth grow in his stomach.

"Man you're really going to hold the whole shotgun thing against me huh? Would it help if I said it wasn't loaded?" Clyde offered.

"That would be so pointless. You literally keep your door open and unlocked with decent weed and at least a few hundred dollars worth of stuff. If it's not loaded, I'd say you're stupid." Clyde passed the blunt back nodding.

"You make a valid point." Y/n turned her body towards Clyde, holding the blunt in her hands but not bringing it to her lips.

"I could probably get over the whole shotgun thing if you let me give it right back." Clyde looked confused. He wasn't sure what she meant or if she was too high to make sense.

"I'm not up for being tasered while being high. I think that would definitely kill the high." Clyde whined weakly

"Open your lips." Y/n instructed. Clyde watched her put the blunt between her lips backwards and lean towards his face, putting her hands on his cheeks. Clyde almost forgot to breathe before she started exhaling the thick smoke between his lips, letting her bottom lip graze his. She was shotgunning the smoke so well, Clyde had to stop himself from super sucking the blunt into his mouth.

When she pulled away to pull the blunt out of her mouth, he laid back into the couch feeling the warmth that was in his stomach turn into a burn that was quickly spreading through his veins.

Y/n knew exactly what she was doing to Clyde and she had no regrets. This was the most relaxed fun she's had in a long time. Something about spending time with him made her feel free.

#electrick children #Clyde x y/n #Clyde #One Shot Series #One Long Weekend #Rory Culkin #I've got two more coming today #I will make a “masterlist” so its easier to follow/find #One Long Weekend Series #3/18

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jaidens · 1 year ago

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hiii can you please write something where daniel comforts or supports a reader who's at home dealing with chronic illness symptoms (specifically nausea)? maybe he just goes to check on her and give her a hug and take care of her 😭 i could use it rn. sorry if this is really specific or uncomfortable to write! only if you're up for it <3

Will Never See A Love As Pure As It

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : | chronic illness symptoms | nausea

a/n [s] : requests are open!! thank you for your request! I did my best to research chronic nausea or illness symptoms.

The week before had been perfectly and completely fine: and then it hit you. Suddenly, your head felt woozy and your vision would blur. You felt like you needed to throw up constantly and your stomach would churn. Daniel had known about your illness symptoms and that nausea had been there. However, on the first day, it was absolutely horrible and took over your senses.

Your parents told you to skip school whenever you tried to give up and you could barely walk down the stairs. You were contained to your bed with a trashcan right next to you. You had gotten stressed about the work you would have to do the next day at school. You had to stay in bed, but you had almost forgotten to eat and drink water all day, after you had taken a long nap.

You wake up and the nausea has only worsened. You looked at the clock on your bedside table and it was after school ended. You sit up against your wall of pillows that you have that leans against on your wall. Suddenly, you hear a gentle knock before your door opens. You look up to see your boyfriend, Daniel, standing there with two bags and a pitcher of ice water. “Hey there.” He says quietly, and closes the door behind him. Your room is dark with the windows covered with thick blinds and curtains blocking any sunlight that's peeking through the windows.

You groan at him with a small smile. You have to close your eyes when another wave of nausea runs across you. “Have you eaten today?” Daniel asks you and opens the bag to take out small foods to munch on. He pours you a cold glass of water, and holds it up to your mouth and lets you drink out of it. It's calming and relaxing as he does it, and it relaxes the constant churning feeling in your stomach.

You let out a small ‘Thank you’ and lie your head back. Daniel is sitting on the edge of your bed, his hand rested against your leg. “How are you feeling? Your mom said you were having a bad wave of nausea.” You nod and go for another sip of your ice cold water. “A little bit. How was school?” You ask him this time as you grab his hand. For some reason, Daniel always knew whenever you needed stuff and it was absolutely thrilling.

He opens a box of saltines crackers and hands it to you, letting you pull out whatever portion you think you could relax and keep down in your stomach. Once you finish munching on the crackers, you take another sip of the cold water. Daniel's presence is comforting and makes you smile the way he cares for you. He scoots up on your bed and sits down next to you. You turn your head to look at him and you drop your head on his shoulder and close your eyes.

“School was fine. Johnny was his usual self. I was worrying about you whenever I didn’t see you. Are you sure you're fine? I can go get some nausea medicine if that would help. ” Daniel answers you as he messes with the hem of his own t-shirt that you're clad in. “Can I just have a hug?” Daniel's arms wrap around you, tugging you softly into his chest. You readjust your position slowly, letting your head fall against him and practically lay on top of him.

Daniel turns on the television and turns the sound down just enough to where you can both hear it. He grabs the crackers again and holds them next to you and you take more to snack on. A bad wave of nausea passes through once more making you groan and grab your head and shut your eyes quickly. He grabs the cold water and helps you drink from it in an attempt to relax the churning in your stomach.

Daniel holds you close and gently strokes your back. Eventually, you fall asleep in his warm embrace, relaxed and happy with Daniel.

#daniellarussoo ask #daniel larusso x reader #karate kid fanfiction #daniel larusso #karate kid 1984 #young daniel larusso x reader #daniel larusso x you #daniel larusso fluff #daniel larusso x y/n

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johnnysgf-archive-blog · 7 years ago

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self ur so edgy

dam self u right

#ok im sorry #JGSKldf i was changing things and i couldnt help myself #gSJHKDLF:GKS #johnnys trashcan answers

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a-bts-world · 4 years ago

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Fake dating II part 1 II Lucas Wong

pairing: Lucas Wong x reader

this is going to be a small series. there are probably going to be three parts.

You just got home from working the whole day, when you see the mail that you got today. You walk towards the mailbox and pick up the mail. The first thing you see is a letter from you high-school. Before even being back inside, you had opened it.

Dear y/l/n y/n,

With this letter we would like to invite you to your high-school reunion. Everyone from your year is invited. Your are welcome to bring a plus one to the event. The event will be held in the high-school’s gym, Saturday next week. The event will start at four o’clock, but the doors will open half an hour prior to that.

Please let us know if you have any questions. See you in a week!

Greetings, Gam Ji-ae the head of the school

The first thing you think about, is that you’re not going, what ever happens. You are not going to give your old classmates the satisfaction to see how you ended up, while they probably have their live together. Walking towards the kitchen you put the letter in the trashcan and start heating up some left overs from yesterday. As you sit down to have dinner, you get a facetime call from Ten. ‘Hey! Did you also get the invitation?’ Is the first thing he says to you as you pick up the phone. You answer him saying that you indeed get the invitation but that you’re not planning on going. ‘What! Why not? Would you not want to see how everyone ended up?’

‘Ten, I don’t. They will just look down on me because I work at the local flower shop, while they work at some big companies. It looks like all that they said back then had an impact on me. I’m not going. End of story. Now talk to me about something else, please.’ Ten nods slowly and then start to tell you about his day at work and about his colleagues.

‘So Lucas, YangYang and I went to have lunch and then- wait, did I tell you about Yangyang? I probably didn’t. So let me explain who Yangyang is. He is-‘

‘I know who he is, Ten’ you interrupt him. And he nods, continuing his story about his lunch this afternoon. ‘But I don’t know that Lucas guy’ you interrupt Ten once again. You are already used to not knowing who your best friend is talking about, he always forgets who you know and who you don’t know. After Ten is done explaining all about Lucas, he starts talking about Gam Ji-ae, that one popular girl from your high-school, who somehow always hated you. She is the one who bullied you back then, she also gave Ten a hard time for being your friend.

‘You know she is the head of the high-school right now? She is the one organizing the reunion’ He excitedly tells you, without catching his own mistake. You just keep quiet until while he talks all about what he learned from an old classmate. ‘He told me she is indeed doing pretty good, but she has had no luck in the love department, doesn’t even have a boyfriend yet.’ You also don’t have a boyfriend, but somehow Ten forgets about that part and still keeps rambling on. ‘We should go to the reunion, to show her that we did end up better than she would expect. I can bring Da-hee.’ Ten, who is full of excitement now, tells you without think twice about his words.

‘Would love that Ten, but I’m not better off than she would expect, I’m exactly where she expects me to be. Alone, working day and night to make ends meet.’ I say without much emotion in my voice. ‘I’m not like you Ten, I don’t work at some big company and have a dance studio on the side with my significant other. I work at a local flower shop and come home to an empty house.’ I get a bit angry at Ten even though he didn’t mean it like this.

‘I’m sorry y/n, you know I don’t mean it like that. You love your job, that’s why you don’t need something on the side. You know I need my dance studio with Da-hee to feel that way.’ Ten quickly apologizes. You just hum to let him know you heard him. Your mouth being full with food, you can’t do much else. After swallowing the food you were eating, you murmured something under your breath. Thinking Ten wouldn’t hear it. ‘That’s is actually a good idea y/n, just show up to the reunion with someone and tell everyone he is your boyfriend. You two could like fake date for just a day!’ Ten tells you and he gets more and more excited with the second. Like he thinks it would actually work.

‘yeah sure, because that would work’ I say sarcastically and finish my last piece of food.

‘I actually think it would. What if I find you someone you would like as a friend, but is willing to play your boyfriend for a day. Will you accept it if I find a perfect match for what you need in this situation?’ Ten tries to convince you. You start thinking it wouldn’t be so bad if Ten did indeed found someone that perfectly matches your wishes, you could fool everyone for a day.

‘okay, but you get one chance. So think wisely.’ You say and then you guys say your goodbyes. Ten needing to prepare for the dance class he is teaching and you needing time to rethink the decisions you just made. Picking up your plate and utensils, you put everything in the dishwasher.

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It’s now Thursday. Ten has send pictures and descriptions of different people he knows all week, but none of them seem good enough. That is until now. He sent you a picture of Johnny, another colleague you don’t know. But this one is good looking and has a higher place in the company. He is the best choice you have right now. So with this thought in mind you text Ten back. Letting him know, Johnny will do.

Okay, I will meet him. Ask him to meet me tomorrow for dinner. And we will talk things over.

Nice! He will meet you at the restaurant near my place where we always go to. He wants you to wait outside for him, he finishes work at 5 so he can be there at 5.30. So make sure you are there! You got this y/n.

Okay, now go back to work before Yangyang needs to cover for you again.

With that you end the conversation you two had. Your break also ended, which means you need to go back to work. It’s been quiet all morning, so you don’t expect a lot of people for the rest of the day. If your lucky you can finish early today.

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It’s Friday night, you are ready for you dinner with Johnny. You have been waiting for almost 30 minutes when you realizes he isn’t coming. Angry with Ten for even suggesting this boy, you grab your phone from your bag. Ready to call Ten. That is until someone you don’t recognize introduces himself. ‘Hi, I’m Yukhei. If been waiting on the other side of the road and I see that your company also ditched you. Would you mind if we just have dinner together? I don’t want to go back home already and tell my friends that I got stood up.’ He tells you after shaking your hand and staring into your soul with his beautiful eyes.

‘Yeah why not, I think you are right about my date not coming. That doesn’t mean I can’t have fun. Let’s go eat.’ I say and the boy, who introduced himself as Yukhei, smiles from ear to ear. ‘I’m y/n by the way.’ You tell him as you forgot to introduce yourself in the first place. Yukhei just nods and grabs your hand, pulling you to door of the restaurant.

‘Hello, I would like a table for two please.’ He tells the host and she places us at a table next to the window. We both say our thanks to the lady after sitting down. She places the menu’s down and we take a look. ‘for me a sprite please, y/n what about you?’ Yukhei says and you look up from the menu. You hadn’t actually thought about what you would like to drink, so you just shrug you shoulders and let Yukhei choose a drink. ‘We would like a sprite and a coke please!’ Yukhei tells to the staff of the restaurant. ‘Is that okay?’ he then quickly asks you, he seems a bit worried. You nod your head, letting him know it’s all good. ‘So y/n, what do you do for a living? With who were you gonna meet up? Any weird hobbies I should know about.’ Yukhei questions with a smirk on his face.

‘Well, I work at a flower shop pretty close by, it’s not my own, but down the line I could be the one to own it. I don’t think I have any weird hobbies, although my best friend tells me it’s weird that I like to give my friends their own special flower which I think fits them perfectly. And I was going to meet up with a guy my best friend wanted to set me up with, at least something like that. But it is a long story. What about you?’ I tell him, getting shy about the last part because Johnny stood you up. You also finally got enough courage to look at him. Until now you just gave him a few glances, because from what you could see he already looked so handsome. You didn’t dare to really look at him. Now that you really looked at him, you just notice how handsome he is.

‘Well, I work parttime at a big company, the time I have left I spent on my fashion line. So that is like one of my weird hobbies, I design clothes and I hope someone likes them enough to buy my designs. I was supposed to meet up with a good friend of mine, but she got caught up at work. But now I’m here, with you, so it doesn’t seem as bad.’ Yukhei says laughing at the end of every sentence. To be honest with yourself, you don’t remember much of what he said. This is probably because you were staring at his beautiful face, his dark brown locks perfectly framing his face, and his eyes a chocolate color. This man is all you could ever dream of and so much more. ‘earth to y/n. Hello. What are you thinking about?’ He asks you, but you don’t realize until his big hands wave infront of your face. ‘wow! My hands are almost as big as your head. Didn’t expect that’ he then says and continues to giggle about it.

‘I’m sorry I wasn’t listening, just got distracted. It did hear something about a fashion line, please tell me more about that!’ you says, trying to bring back the conversation. In the meantime your drinks are being served and the two of you decided on what you would get for dinner. Yukhei tells all about his fashion line. It’s something on the side, since he works parttime he has enough time left to design the clothes. He has a friend, Hendery, he makes the designs into real clothes. They both wanted to make fashion their fulltime job, but it didn’t work out yet. So until it does they work parttime at some big company. The conversation between the two of you keeps flowing during the whole night.

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‘So then I met Yukhei, he was being the so sweet all evening, even insisting on paying for me. O gosh, Ten he is so kind.’ You gush to your best friend, taking sips of your tea in between. You and Ten are at a café, for a short catch-up session before you two need to get ready for the reunion.

‘You sure he isn’t super handsome instead of kind?’ Ten asks you, laughing at how you’re acting. Normally you don’t let a boy get to your head as much, but somehow Yukhei has been on your mind ever since he said hello last night. You just sigh at Ten and stare at him. ‘Okay, I’m sorry I said that. But I know he is handsome.’ Ten slips up and you look at him confused.

‘You know him? Ten is there something you need to explain to me?’ you ask suspicious of your best friend. ‘You know I hate you lying to me, so you better just tell me everything there is for me to know.’ You let your friend know, you want the truth.

‘Okay, so I told you about my colleague Lucas right? Well Yukhei is his Korean name. And he is the one I actually wanted to set you up with. But I know you wouldn’t accept anyone I would choose, so that’s where Johnny came into play. I’m sorry, but you know, someone needs to show those girls that we made it. And me having a beautiful girlfriend isn’t doing that. You, on the other hand, having an handsome boyfriend is exactly doing that.’ Ten says very fast, so fast that you can barely hear what he is saying. But somehow you manage to understand everything he said. You nod knowing he is right, you need to show them you aren’t a loser anymore. They need to know their words and actions didn’t hurt you, you still managed to be happy. ‘Now that I think of it. Did you even ask Lucas to be your fake date? You didn’t tell me.’ Ten asks you and you almost choke on your drink. How could you forget! The reason of the date and all and you forget to ask. You start searching your bag for your phone. When you find it, you open up your contacts. ‘You should call him, otherwise there is the possibility of him reading it to late.’ Ten tells you and you sigh.

‘Okay, then shut up please.’ You say and dial his number.

‘Hello, this is Yukhei.’

‘Hello, y/n here. How are you? I really enjoyed yesterday and my friend, Ten, told me that you know what my date yesterday was actually for. So what I’m actually asking is if you want to go to my high school reunion later today?’ You ask, holding your breath. Scared of his answer.

‘yeah sure, it’s not like I have something better to do. Ten told me to keep the day free, so I guess that’s okay for me.’ He answers you.

‘Okay thank you! I will text you the details if that’s okay.’ You say to him, ready to say goodbye.

‘Yes please, I will pick you up at your house, if that’s okay with you. See you later!’ he says and you can practically hear him smile. You hang up and look at Ten, who is smiling from ear to ear.

‘oh shut up!’ is all you say as you hit his head.

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neo-culture-mafia · 4 years ago

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이제노 Lee Jeno

If I were to know what I knew now...I would've gotten out with the rest of the boys when I had the chance.

The seven months we were back under Taeyong's care, nothing but hell and heartbreak is what the rest of the Junior Forces and I experienced. We were housed, clothed, and treated like nothing had ever happened, but the three empty chairs that plagued the dining table was a painful reminder that life was full of pickers-and-choosers.

"No. Renjun. You can't take Benadryl for diarrhea." "I wasn't asking for me! One of my students asked!" Renjun said as he was following me down the school corridor. "Oh?" I laughed as I could see smoke coming out of his ears. "Sup' nerds." Jaemin walked up smoothly as he flicked my glasses. "Hello, you social reject. Up to mischief, I presume?" I asked as Jaemin could only roll his eyes. "For your information Professor Bozo, I'm actually up to some very secret business." We could see Jaemin's eyebrows wiggling. His eyebrows would disappear as quickly as they showed up behind the rims of his sunglasses.

"And what is this 'very secret business'? Solving world hunger?" I asked with a humorous chuckle, but I could tell he was getting pissed off as his arms crossed over his chest. "You can always start smaller with a specific country. Like, China," Renjun suggested, "there are so many starving people in China, but, more importantly, there is a starving Chinese person right here. So, I'll be heading off first." Renjun concluded and walked away with a wave towards the cafeteria.

"He has a point-" "I'm going to convince Taeyong to let Mark and y/n back in." Jaemin deadpanned. It felt as if the passing students were tuning into the conversation at the mention of those forbidden names.

"Come with me now." I gripped the top of Jaemin's arm and pulled him down the hall to my classroom, where no students sat yet. "Ugh. You can at least ask me out to dinner first. Jaemin chuckled as I shut the door with a bang.

Jaemin took a seat on my desk as he stretched a couple of rubber bands on his fingers and hands. "What the hell are you saying, Jae." My voice was in a whisper in fear of anyone hearing this conversation.

"I was going through Mark's discharge papers." Jaemin pulled out a packet of paper that was hiding in the inside of his jacket. "Don't worry. It's a copy. Not the actual document, you neat-freak." As Jaemin unfolded the individual papers, I realized he had been doing his homework.

"It says here that, 'Due to the unwillingness to follow orders given by Hierarchy, Lee Taeyong, that was given to the elite soldier, Lee Minhyung. Minhyung has been dishonorably discharged from the Neo Culture Mafia clan as the Management Coordinator of the Junior Forces subdivision and all subdivisions thereof." Jaemin's smile made me uneasy as I was having a hard time following where he was going with this. Jaemin reached in his pocket to grab the cherry suckers he had been snacking on since we returned to the family.

"y/n wanted me to stop." Jaemin reasoned. "But, y/n's not here anymore." Chenle fought as he was abruptly punched on the upper arm. "Well, I am. And I'm going to honor her wish for me to stop." Jaemin said, shoving the 5th lollipop in his mouth for the first night...the withdrawals not setting in yet.

"So? He was discharged." I concluded. "Turn to the first page and read his work title." Jaemin's eyes disappeared by his cheeks as his growing grin set an uneasiness in my stomach. I took the first page and flipped it, so it was laying on it's back.

이름: Lee Minhyung

D.O.B: 1999년 08월 02일

일자리: Management Coordinator of Junior Forces Subdivision; Promoted - Head Supervisor of Junior Forces; Elite Soldier

"...I'm still not following your train of thought," I confessed, and he rolled his eyes, flipping the pages once again.

"Mark was discharged as the Management Coordinator of the Junior Forces subdivision blah blah blah. In reality, that wasn't his position at the time of his discharge." The lightbulb went off in my head, "He was technically discharged for the wrong position. A position he wasn't in when the papers were authorized." Jaemin finished, and I felt like jumping for joy.

"What about y/n?" I asked, and he grabbed another packet. Hers wasn't messed up. It was filled out correctly. I sighed as my eyes ran over the black ink and saw nothing but the correct answers.

I turned to the authorization pages and saw that only Taeyong signed it when I knew that it had to be Taeyong and the Underbosses. There was still only one signature meaning that it would be voided once brought to the elite's attention. "Is the actual authorization page? You didn't alter it or anything?" I asked in a hurry as I saw that we only had 15 minutes left before class. "Yeah, it's just copied. I didn't touch anything, why?" He asked, confused.

"You. You're absolutely amazing." I said, pinching his cheeks roughly. I grabbed the papers and started running. "Out of my way!" I yelled as I sprinted down the hall with Jaemin hot on my tail.

They were going to be coming home.

I screeched and almost fell as I rounded to hall corner to go into the soldier offices. I slammed the wooden doors open and was looking for the man I could guilt into helping us.

There he sat, a sandwich hanging out of his mouth. "Johnny-hyung!" I yelled, and everyone stared at me.

"You didn't sign these papers!" My voice was getting louder, and I could feel the tears prick the sides of my eyes. "Then bring them here, I'll sign 'em right now-" "No. They're already authorized. They're y/n and Mark's discharge papers." Doyoung dropped his food, and Taeil choked on his coffee.

"Mark was discharged in the wrong position. Also, both of their papers weren't correctly authorized. It is missing both the underbosses signatures." I took a breath looking at both Johnny and Taeil. They only looked at each other.

"It's been 90 days since they've been relieved from duty, meaning that no changes can be made to these documents, and they are as they stand." I held the papers up to my face making sure I wasn't making a complete fool of myself.

"They've had 7 months of non-described inactive duty, meaning that...they don't exist, basically." I pieced together. Once an elite soldier went 6 months without an authorized hiatus, titles would be revoked from the elite as they would become m.i.a.

I turned around as I spoke, looking at all the elites and teachers. Everyone looked shocked. I could see Chenle, Renjun, and Jisung sitting at their desks at the back of the room. Their expressions were unreadable.

I turned to Johnny again.

"Technically, they were never kicked out," I concluded. Johnny turned to Taeil, who sat next to him. "I thought you signed the papers for me." He asked as Taeil shook his head, 'no.'. "Taeyong said you signed them for me," Taeil confessed. They knew that they fucked up.

I had them exactly where I wanted them.

"Johnny." I started walking closer, one foot in front of the other. This was it.

"Remember when we returned without Hyuck? You confided that you were the one to shut the tunnel's door? And, you told me as I took the oath to become the new supervisor of the Junior Forces: 'I would do anything to try and make up for what I did.' ?" I looked down at the papers and went to my desk that sat 5 feet away. I tossed the messed up discharge papers towards Johnny and Taeil and made a b-line for my own desk.

I opened the old wooden drawer and grabbed my own authorization papers. It was a copy that I held. Taeyong held the official documents, but this would get the point across.

"Well, I know what you can do." I nodded.

"My order is that once the Junior Forces track down and retrieve Mark and y/n," I took a breath, grabbing my supervision authentication.

"You recruit Lee Minhyung to take my position as Supervisor of the Junior Forces."

"Jeno. Stop." I heard Jungwoo call out for me from his nearby desk.

"As Lee Jeno, the Head Supervisor of the Junior Forces Subdivision, I resign my title by the turnover of the position. You will swear in Lee Minhyung and y/l/n y/n by the end of the month." And, with that, I took my title papers in my hands and gripped the stack of paper roughly.

"No-" rrriiipppp

I dropped the ripped paper in my trashcan and kicked it to the center of the aisle. I grabbed some matches from my desk and lit one. I dropped it, and I walked out of the office with a small blaze leaving my mark.

I walked down the hall just in time for the class bell to ring.

I took my time walking to my class. The killed and missing soldier memorial sat next to the auditorium, where we would read a complete list of all those killed and missing at the end of each month.

Donghyuck's picture hung in the middle in the 'Hierarch' section. All the other junior soldier's pictures were formal and well displayed. Yet, the Junior Forces didn't want to remember Hyuck as something he wasn't. So, we all went through our phones and found the most appropriate photo that would capture his personality and well.

A picture that Jaemin took was hung in its place. A laughing Donghyuck greeted all who looked at the memorial. It's who he really was. Laughing and spreading brightness wherever he went.

"I miss you, dude." I sighed.

"I'll bring back Mark and y/n. I promise." I bid my farewell and walked down the hall towards my class, ready to start the day with my students.

I knew deep down that this was only the calm before the storm.

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samwilsonsbabymama · 4 years ago

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What’s Best

Part 2/3

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Black Reader

Summary: Angel Reyes has always been a part of your life. He’s helped you through the hardest parts of your life, and you’ve stuck by him through the toughest parts of his. Angel has always done what he thought was best for you, even if doing so meant that he hurt you in the process. Angel only wants you to be happy, what he can’t see is that you’re happiest with him.

Warning: angst, fluff, smut (loss of v-card), angst... angst... and more angst

Word Count: 4,231

A/N: Thanks again to @akimi-youngblood you’re amazing 💖

After you graduated high school, you decided to go to community college. You had once dreamt of moving away one day but your heart was in Santo Padre. You knew that you would never leave.

Ez, the genius, finished high school at the top of his class and went off to University. He would often come back to visit his family, his girlfriend, Emily, but he spent most of his time at school.

Angel attended community college with you and worked at his father’s carnicería to help his ma and pop for a few years. Angel was always in and out of trouble. He would often get into bar fights where you would have to patch him up afterward. He spent more time at your house than his own, but you didn’t mind. You enjoyed having him near you, and you suspected that he enjoyed being near you as well.

But your life changed the day Angel went to jail. He’d gotten into another fight, and he couldn’t make it out in time before the cops came and locked him up. Every Saturday, for eighteen months, you visited him. And when he got out, he made sure that you were the first person he saw.

He didn’t bring you around many of his friends saying that he wanted to keep that part of his life separate from you. You knew that he worked at the Romero Brothers Scrapyard, but Angel had made you promise to never go there without him.

About a year after Angel got out, and after you continued asking about his job, he finally introduced you to someone that he worked with.

“Hey, y/n,” Angel yelled from outside your house.

You stepped outside a few moments later with a scowl on your face. “Why are you yelling, Angel?” you paused at the top step and looked down at him with your hand on your hip. It was another hot day, so you had chosen to lounge around the house in your usual shorts and a tank top.

“I want you to meet someone,” he said as he walked up to give you a hug. “This is Coco. I met him while I was locked up.”

Coco took a step forward, and you reached out to shake his hand. He grasped it without looking at you and mumbled, “Johnny “Coco” Cruz”, before he dropped your hand again.

You smiled, “Well, any friend of Angel’s is a friend of mine. Come on in, I’ll make you guys something to eat.” You turned and walked back into your house when you heard Coco speak.

“That’s your old lady?” he asked Angel, but he didn’t receive a response, well not one that you heard.

After that day, Coco spent a lot of time over your house, and you two became good friends. He was quiet around most people, but he talked around those that he was comfortable with. He would often spend the night when he didn’t want to go home and you would patch him up just as you would do for Angel.

On the nights when either of them would come to you looking for your help, you wanted to ask them why, but you knew you wouldn’t get any answers. When they started riding motorcycles, you got a nagging feeling that they were a part of the Mayans MC, but you never outright asked them.

Things were finally settling in Santo Padre for you again. Angel was back in your life, and it looked like he’d learned from his time in jail. Coco was a great addition and things were running smoothly.

But life is a funny thing. When things are going well, life tends to shake things up and ruin things for people.

It was a hot summer day when Mrs. Reyes was killed.

You didn’t have all the details, but you knew that Ez had been the one to find her. You spent hours at the Reyes’ house with Felipe and Ez in the aftermath. You were trying to locate Angel, but he had been dodging your calls and you knew it had something to do with the club.

You insisted on spending the night, but Felipe assured you that you didn’t have to and said that it would be better if you went home.

“Angel will be looking for you,” he explained, “he won’t come looking here.” You nodded and gave him another hug before you returned home.

Hours later, you were awoken by pounding on your door. You slipped on your slippers and went to open it.

“He kept saying your name,” Coco explained with a shrug as he stood holding Angel up against your doorstep. Angel’s eyes were glassy as he stared at you and he could barely keep himself upright. You moved aside to let them in and pointed him towards the spare room. You wouldn’t dare let Angel sleep in your bed this drunk.

“Thanks, Coco,” you said with a soft smile as you walked him to the door. You waited until he drove off before you went to check on Angel and you were thankful that you had placed a trashcan next to the bed when you walked in.

You waited until he was finished before you handed him a bottle of water and he pushed your hand away.

“Fine,” you mumbled. “I’ll be in my room,” you said and placed the bottle on the nightstand and moved to walk away but Angel grabbed your wrist.

“I’m sorry,” his whisper was broken. He was broken, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to leave him.

You climbed onto the bed behind him and held him to you. He turned over to face you, and you tightened your arms around him.

“She’s gone, y/n,” he whispered before his tears broke through.

Angel had seen you cry many times throughout your friendship, however, this was one of the few times that you had seen him cry. You wished that you could take all of his pain away but you knew that wasn’t possible, and it broke your heart that all you could do was hold him close as he cried.

The next morning, you woke with Angel still in your arms. This wasn’t a new thing for you, as you two would often sleep in the same bed together. You removed yourself from his hold and made your way to the bathroom to relieve yourself. You tried to stay as quiet as possible because you knew he needed the rest. You also knew that he would be hungry when he woke up.

When you entered the kitchen, you pulled out enough food to make Angel’s favorite breakfast. You smiled when you heard him grumble Good morning from the kitchen door as he shuffled into the room.

You continued to cook in silence as he sat at the table.

“They said that it was a robbery gone wrong,” Angel mumbled from the table.

You placed the spatula down and looked at him. “That doesn’t make any sense,” you responded. “Your parents have been there forever, and they’ve never been robbed before.”

“That’s what Ezekiel says,” Angel sighed, “but it doesn’t have to make sense. The cops aren’t going to look into it. I already know that.”

You fixed his plate and brought it over to him. “But they have to do something,” you countered, “that’s their job!”

“Yeah, like they did anything when your father kept disappearing on you,” Angel snapped.

You frowned at his words.

“Shit, I didn’t mean that, y/n. Can we just,” he sighed. “Can we just drop it?”

You nodded. You knew that he didn’t mean it, but it still hurt to hear him say it.

“You’re not going to eat?” Angel asked from behind you.

“I’m not hungry,” you responded as you left the kitchen, “I’m going to visit Felipe soon. You can come if you want.” You slammed the door to your room shut without waiting for an answer.

When you emerged from your room a half an hour later, you found Angel and Coco sitting on your front porch each smoking a cigarette. When you walked out of the house, they both turned and looked at you but only Coco smiled. He pulled you into a hug and mumbled Good morning when you pulled back.

Angel watched the two of you with a frown on his face, but he didn’t say anything.

“Are you coming?” you asked looking up at Angel and frowning when he shook his head.

“I’m gonna stay here,” he responded. “I’m sure pops doesn’t want to see me right now.”

“Angel, that’s not-”

“I said no, y/n,” Angel snapped at you for the second time that morning. You turned and walked to your car without responding and drove off.

You stayed with Felipe for a few hours. You weren’t sure what to say, so you just sat in silence with him. You cooked a couple of meals for him before you left, promising to return the next day and he thanked you for your kindness before you went on your way.

You drove home in silence, and you thought about the Reyes brothers. You hadn’t seen Ez all day, and you wondered how he was doing. You smiled softly as you pulled up to your driveway and saw Angel and Ez talking near Ez’s truck, and you hopped out of the car and they both turned to look at you.

“Don’t make me regret giving that to you, Ez,” you heard Angel say as you made your way closer to them. You quirked your eyebrow up in question when you reached them, but Ez ignored it and gave you a hug.

“I gotta go, y/n, thanks for taking care of everyone,” he said before placing a kiss on your cheek and walking back to the truck.

“What was all that about?” you asked Angel as Ez drove off.

“Nothing,” he responded. You wanted to ask more questions, but you knew that he would shut you out if you did.

“Is Coco still here?” you asked instead, looking around for his bike.

“What’s going on between you two? You two have gotten pretty close,” Angel narrowed his eyes at you.

“Seriously, Angel?” You turned and walked away without another word, but he followed you into the house.

“I’m serious as a fucking heart attack, y/n!” He yelled from behind you and you laughed. You threw your keys on the table near the couch and turned to face him, your two fingers pointing in his face.

“Fuck you, Angel,” you yelled, you couldn’t believe that Angel was accusing you of sleeping with Coco. “You have no right, no right at all to accuse me of anything. And so what if there was something going on between Coco and me! That’s between Coco and me.”

“I knew I shouldn’t have brought him around,” he retorted as he stepped closer to you. “I knew you’d spread your legs for just anyone.”

Angel’s head turned to the side from the force of your slap and you stepped away from him. Your eyes filled with tears as you moved away from him and into your bedroom. You understood that he was hurting, but that didn’t give him the right to say such hurtful things to you. You thought he knew you better than that after being best friends for your entire life.

You slammed your bedroom door and flung yourself into your bed and clutched your pillow. You were shocked when you began to cry; it had been a while since you had allowed yourself to cry. You heard Angel as he made his way to your bedroom door and knocked.

“Y/n, can I come in please?” he begged.

You ignored him, and silently hoped that he would go away. You heard his footsteps begin to retreat from your door and your heart slightly seized when you heard the front door close. You listened and waited for the sound of his bike starting, but it never came. You stood up and looked around and began to make your way to your door when you heard three taps on your window.

You rolled your eyes and moved closer to the window and opened it for Angel.

“Y/n, I’m sorry,” he said as soon as he climbed in. “There’s no excuse for what I said, I can’t lose you too. I- I love you.”

“I love you too, Angel,” you responded. “But that doesn’t-”

“No, y/n, I’m in love with you,” he clarified. “I’ve been in love with you since we were kids. You’ve always been it for me.”

You stood a few feet away from him slack-jawed as you put two and two together. You thought about how your ex-boyfriends would get jealous when you spent time with Angel. You thought about all the times that Angel would come to your rescue even when you thought you could handle it.

“That’s not true, Angel,” you whispered.

Angel kissed his teeth, “The hell it isn’t, y/n,” he took a step closer to you and cupped your face, “and I know you love me too.”

He licked his lips when you gripped his shirt and leaned forward, brushing his lips against yours.

“We’re meant to be together, y/n,” Angel mumbled against your lips, “I know you love me, don’t you?”

You nodded your head and leaned forward to deepen the kiss, but he pulled back.

“I need to hear you say it, y/n.” Angel held you still not allowing you to move forward or backward.

You opened your eyes and looked into his brown ones. “I-” you started before you cleared your throat, “I’ve loved you my whole life, Angel.”

You’d imagined your first kiss with Angel over the years. You imagined what would lead to his lips finally connecting with yours and the whispered ‘I love you’s’ that would pass between you two. But you never imagined just how right it would feel. The world felt a little more at peace during this moment with him.

Angel grasped the backs of your thighs and lifted you up and walked you to your bed. You squealed when he dropped you on your mattress, but your protests were cut off when he reached behind him and pulled his shirt off with one hand. You’d seen Angel shirtless thousands of times, but this time was completely different.

Angel smirked at the look on your face and bent down to kiss you again. You spread your thighs so that he could fit between them. Angel slid his hand under your shirt and rubbed your soft stomach before moving to your covered breasts and pulling your bra cups down. You moaned at the feeling as he rolled your nipple between his fingers. You pushed lightly on his shoulder, and he detached himself from your lips and frowned.

“Wha-?” he began, but cut himself off when he noticed that you pulled your shirt over your head and reached behind you to remove your bra. He blinked as he watched it fall to the floor. “Fuck.” He stared for a minute, taking in the soft glow radiating from your soft brown skin, and the air around you buzzed with excitement as you waited.

You reached up and pulled him back into a kiss; his hands roamed over your breasts and stomach freely before he pulled away once again. He trailed kisses down your neck to your breast. His lips latched onto one nipple while his fingers lightly pinched the other. You moaned and bucked your hips encouraging him to continue.

“Do you know how long I’ve dreamed of having you just like this? Underneath me?” he asked as he hovered above you. “Look at me, y/n.”

Your eyes flew open and locked onto him.

“Keep your eyes on me.” You nodded as he moved down and took off your shorts. You wiggled under his intense gaze and moved to cover yourself up, but stopped when he flashed you a serious look. “Don’t try to hide this beautiful body from me, y/n.”

He reached out to touch you, but your nerves got the best of you. “Angel, wait,” you called, and he froze just inches from touching you.

You sighed and covered your face, and you felt the bed shift as he laid beside you.

“I’m sorry I moved too fast, y/n,” he apologized and you laughed.

“No, Angel, that’s not it. I just… I’ve never...,” you paused trying to find the right words.

“You’ve never had sex before?” Angel asked and you shook your head ‘no’. “But you’ve had boyfriends before and they never wanted to?”

“Oh, they’ve wanted to, but I never wanted to, you know,” you clarified before continuing, “it never felt right.”

Angel pulled you close to him and kissed the top of your head. “We don’t have to do anything that you aren’t ready to do. We can just lay here and sleep if that’s what you want.”

You shook your head, “No, Angel. I didn’t want to have sex with them because I wasn’t ready, but with you, I am.”

Angel leaned over and kissed you, once again stealing your breath away.

Your chest heaved when he pulled back again and you pouted.“It’s unfair that you’re fully clothed, and I’m butt ass naked, Angel.”

Angel laughed and placed a kiss on your cheek. “We’re getting to that, mi amor, but first, you gon let me eat?”

You felt your pussy clench in response. You nodded as you spread your legs to make room for him. Angel hitched your thighs over his shoulders and placed light kisses along your inner thighs. He locked eyes with you as he slid his tongue inside of your pussy and curled his tongue upwards. He made slurping noises as he continued to eat you out. He moaned as he sucked and nibbled on your clit.

Angel’s fingers dug into the meat of your thighs every time you broke eye contact with him. He wanted you to watch him as he watched you come undone for him. Your eyes rolled back when he added a finger inside of you as he sucked on your clit. Your legs began to shake when he added the second finger. You felt his fingers deep inside of you as they reached places even you’d never reached before. Angel released your clit with a ‘pop’ and sat up on his knees keeping his fingers deep within you.

“I can feel you grippin’ my fingers, mi dulce. You wanna cum, don’t you?” He asked, his voice purring above you.

You clutched at the sheets beside you and nodded. Angel reached up and tweaked your nipple, and the unexpected pain sent you over the edge. His fingers continued to work you through your orgasm. Being able to hold him once again and feeling his muscles against your body for the first time in a year and a half sent your mind careening with possibilities, but having him bring you this pleasure was just as good.

Angel smiled down at you when you opened your eyes. He pulled his fingers out of you and sucked them into his mouth, and you watched, mouth opened wide. When he bent down to kiss you once again, you welcomed him with open arms. You tasted yourself on his tongue, and that made you hungry for more. Your hand moved down to his waist and you slipped your hand into his boxers. You wanted to taste him, but he stopped you.

“I won’t last any longer if we do that, mi dulce,” Angel warned before he pushed his pants and boxers down and kicked them off, “I’m going to go slow, y/n, I don’t want to hurt you.” You nodded when you felt the tip of his dick at your entrance. You spread your legs wider and bit your lip. Angel slipped his dick between your lips, coating himself in your wetness. You could feel how big he was and it made you a little nervous.

“Anytime you want me to stop, tell me and I will,” he whispered, and when you nodded you felt him push the head in. Your hands shot up to his shoulders and you dug your nails in. “Relax, y/n, please,” he whispered, “do you want me to stop?” You shook your head no and held still. Angel cupped your chin and made you look at him. “Y/n, do you want me to stop?” He asked again.

“N-no, k-keep going, please!”

He nodded before pushing in farther. He told you how good you felt wrapped around him as he pushed into you. You relaxed as you got used to the feeling of having him inside of you and before long, he was completely inside. Angel held himself there for a few more moments, giving you the chance to fully adjust to him. Your breath fanned across his cheek as he waited and he continued to hold himself still as he waited for you.

When you started to calm down a bit, you rolled your hips a little, and Angel groaned above you. When you moved a second time, his eyes snapped to yours and you smiled. Angel slowly pulled out enough to only leave the tip in before he pushed back into you. After a few thrusts, you began to match his rhythm. He leaned down and placed a sloppy kiss on your throat when you dragged your nails down his back.

You hitched your right leg higher upon his waist when his thrusts began to speed up. Angel pulled you closer to him whispering how much he loved you and his name fell from your lips like a prayer. The two of you moved together like a well-practiced dance, your names falling from each other’s lips, and confirmations of love passed between the two of you as if you had been saying them forever.

Your orgasm snuck up on you this time and you let out a silent scream as it washed over you. Angel’s hips stuttered against you when you came. Your pussy clamped down on him making it harder for him to move, but he continued. He watched you as you came, taking in how beautiful you looked, and when his name fell from your lips, he lost all control, spilling his seed deep within you.

Angel laid on top of you, spent, as you both tried to catch your breath. You whimpered when he rolled from on top of you causing your pussy to clench around nothing once again. You felt the stickiness of his cum dribble from you and onto the bed below you and you felt Angel move around a bit before he removed himself from the bed.

You were too tired to move, so you kept your eyes closed and waited for him to come back. You heard the faucet running in the bathroom for a few seconds and then you heard Angel return. Angel spread your legs once again, and you felt a warm cloth press against your skin. You let out a contented sigh as Angel wiped you clean. When he finished, you waited for him to climb back into the bed. You quickly attached yourself to him as he settled in next to you and pulled a blanket over the two of you. You finally allowed yourself to drift off to sleep when Angel’s breathing finally calmed.

You weren’t sure how long you slept, but when you woke up the sun still wasn’t up. Angel laid next to you and he looked so peaceful, so you watched him for a minute before drifting back asleep.

The next time you woke up, it was because of Angel and his cellphone. The shrill sound pierced through the air startling the both of you from your sleep. Angel slowly blinked his eyes open as if trying to remember where he was as his phone rang. He soon got his bearings when your face came into view, and he smiled.

“Good morning,” he whispered before placing a kiss on your lips.

You kissed him back and grumbled against his lips when his phone began to ring again. You attempted to pull away from him, but he followed you, refusing to break the kiss. The two of you continued to kiss and ignore Angel's ringing phone, and it wasn’t until your phone started to ring that it struck you as odd. Somebody was trying to get a hold of Angel, and they knew he was with you.

You placed your hands on his chest and gently pushed him away before nodding towards your phone. “You should probably get that, Angel.”You said and laughed as he pouted.

He stood up from the bed and picked up your phone.

“Hello,” he answered. You watched him from the bed and smiled.

“What?” he said, his voice serious, and your stomach dropped. You watched with curious eyes as Angel moved around your room and gathered his clothes.

“I’m on my way,” he snapped before he ended the call.

“Angel?” you questioned from the bed, “Angel, what happened?”

His eyes snapped towards you before he tossed your clothes onto the bed.

“Ez killed a fucking cop.”

[Part One] ~ [Part Three]

#angel reyes x black!reader #Angel reyes x reader #angel reyes x black reader #angel reyes imagine #angel reyes fanfiction #angel reyes x plus size!reader #angel reyes x plus size reader #mayans mc fanfiction #maree writes

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neocluefor · 4 years ago

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10 biases tag!

tagged by @valentines-jae 💕

(since i’m mostly nct these days i’ll list my nct biases)

1. doyoung (i know you’re surprised), 2. johnny 3. lucas 4. ten 5. taeyong 6. jaehyun 7. jisung 8. jeno 9. xiaojun 10. sungchan

between 1 (doyoung) and 4 (ten) who would you rather kiss?

tbh i wonder how would it be to kiss ten BUT MY ANSWER IS CLEAR: doyoung.

between 2 (johnny) and 7 (jisung) who’d be your best friend?

since jisung is closer to my age, probably he would be my bestie but i think johnny’s sense fun is closer to mine.

between 5 (taeyong) and 10 (sungchan) who has the better voice?

BOTH OF THEM ARE RAPPERS and sungchan is technically ty’s son so i’m not answering this question.

between 1 (doyoung) and 8 (jeno) who is the funniest?

i think jeno’s sense of humor is so underrated but also doyoung is unintentionally funny because he is like,,, idk smart? i don’t have an answer for that either lol jeno ig

between 6 (jaehyun) and 9 (xiaojun) who would you date?

JAEHYUN. i think everyone knows why. thanks.

between 9 (xiaojun) and 10 (sungchan) who would you collab with?

it’de be really embarassing to sing in front of xiaojun lmao. he is one of the best vocalists i’ve ever known. so it’d be sungchan. he is a sweetheart, he’d understand me.

between 4 (ten) and 8 (jeno) who is the best dancer?

ten

between 3 (lucas) and 5 (taeyong) who would you most likely marry?

taeyong <3 he is more mature and has such a great personality. so i think i can spend my life with him (”:

between 2 (johnny) and 3 (lucas) who has the best smile?

nope, not answering this. not gonna happen.

between 6 (jaehyun) and 8 (jeno) who would you vacation with?

jeno! jaehyun i so perfect i can’t deal with him. i need jeno to have fun lol

tagging: @your-local--trashcan @starlightsooyoungs @cupidluvstarrz @channoticedmeuwu @danishmiilk @prettydeadlykpop @whiplashsan @lebrookestore @sunghoons-violet

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404gendernotfound · 5 years ago

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Living with a Hybrid Part 9 (Hybrid!Taeyong x Reader)

Summary: Finally the day of the amusement park opening has come. Even though this should be the happiest day in some time there still lingers something on your mind the entire day. You try to enjoy the day even though some of your worst memories are coming back up after receiving a letter from a person you really didn’t want to think about.

Contains: fluff

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 3,5 K

Enjoy!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

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The next morning was beautiful like usually. Taeyong and I woke up that morning cuddling close since the night had been a bit cold and it was still too warm to turn the heat back on preparing for the winter coming soon. We had prepared everything we would need for the amusement park like little snacks, water and lots of different bags that could fit whatever we were to win at the lottery and different stands there. Johnny, Mark and Haechan agreed over text to join us at the opening that was scheduled around 1 pm today. It was still early as I looked at the clock showing we still had three hours til the event started at the park that was about 20 minutes away from the apartment. Everything was perfect until the post man had brought a letter that I really didn’t want to open. As Taeyong went to shower I sat at the kitchen table, the letter laying directly in front of me. I’ve already seen who it was from and I really didn’t want to open it. Especially not when I was about to have the greatest day at the amusement park with my friends and family. I stared at the letter thinking about what the person could have written and why now was the time to get this letter. I grabbed it and walked over to the trashcan. As I was about to throw it away I heard Taeyong come into the kitchen. I quickly hid it on top of the fridge and leaned against it trying not to act obvious that I just hid something from him. I’ll deal with that another time.

“Are you ok?”, he asked looking around the room as if he was searching for something.

“Yeah, I’m ok. Are you ready?”, I asked back trying to quickly change the conversation.

I shouldn’t be thinking about the letter. Today I should be a hundred percent focused on Taeyong and the amusement park. Nothing should come between that. He nodded at my question and I walked past him and towards the bedroom. As I arrived I walked over to the closet and looked through my clothes. It was still a bit cold outside right now but the weather forecast said that it would get warmer this afternoon. I chose a pair of jeans with a shirt and a hoodie that I could still take off if it would get too warm and then went to use the bathroom to get ready. After showering and doing a bit of make-up I walked into the living room to see that Taeyong was sitting on the couch watching something on his phone with headphones in his ears. I walked behind him to look over his shoulder at what he was looking so focused. I had to smile as I saw the video. It was an ASMR cooking video. I plopped down on the couch just to see Taeyong almost throw his phone away as he flinched and almost screamed. He took out his headphones and looked at me sighing and heavy breathing.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. Are you ok?”, I asked noticing that I just almost startled this boy to death.

“I-I am ok. You just s-suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I just didn’t expect that”

He was still breathing heavy and I had to tell him to take a deep breath to calm him down again. As I succeeded I looked at him with curious eyes.

“You were watching ASMR cooking videos?”, I asked more like stating a fact.

“They are calming and I really like food. It’s a great combination.”, he explained and handed the phone to me and put one of his airpods into my ear and started the video again.

He was right. The voice of the girl explaining how to make the perfect steak was really calming and the sounds she was making with the tools she used were causing my body to have goose bumps all over. It really was calming and relaxing. We watched the video together until it ended with Taeyongs head resting on my shoulder while I held his phone for both of us to see.

“Can I tell you something?”

“Of course”

“But you have to promise that you don’t get mad, ok?”, he asked and looked at me waiting for my answer.

“I promise”

He took a deep breath before he began to speak again.

“I always watch these videos when I get anxious or when I have bad memories again. I didn’t want to burden you with my problems so I didn’t tell you”

“Since when do you have them again?”

“A bit over a week maybe…”

His head was hanging low now and he had hidden his hands in his hoodie. I placed my hand on his shoulder and softly pat it. It wasn’t like I was mad at him. It was just that I was kind of disappointed that he didn’t entrust me with his worries and problems since I always told him that he could tell me every little thing on his mind that might burden him.

“It’s ok. I’m not mad even though I’m a little bit sad that you didn’t come to me but that’s fine. As long as you’re ok”, I assured him and showed him a smile.

“Well you were so happy after Haechan went to live with Johnny and Mark and I thought that sharing my feelings with you would just bring you down…and…I really like seeing you all smiley and happy”, he admitted and looked at me with his puppy eyes.

“Don’t worry about me. I’ll always listen to you and I’ll try everything to help you. You know…you’re the reason I smile every day so I’d like to be the reason for your smile. So don’t hold back anything that roams your mind.”

Taeyong grabbed my hands and intertwined his fingers with mine. His gaze wandered from our hands up to my face and to my eyes. He leaned closer and pressed a kiss to my cheek.

“Thank you for everything”, he whispered.

“Thank you for being with me”

I smiled at him and leaned my forehead against his. I loved intimate moments like this. We spend the time that was left until we had to go with watching random videos on Youtube and cooking our lunch together. After we ate we got ready to go. I grabbed the backpack we had prepared this morning and put on my shoes. Taeyong followed me shortly after. We went downstairs to the lobby and waited for the boys to show up. As the elevator arrived in the lobby, Haechan instantly ran towards me as the doors opened and his eyes spotted me. He jumped into my arms and hugged me tight. I had to giggle at his behavior.

“Y/N! I haven’t seen you since Tuesday”, Haechan complained and looked at me pouting.

“I had a lot of stuff to do at work and was pretty exhausted when I got home. I’m sorry I didn’t visit you more”, I apologized and ruffled his hair before turning to Johnny and Mark.

“He really missed you”, Johnny said as he hugged me.

“And you guys didn’t miss me at all?”, I asked towards Mark and Johnny and both of them grinned.

“Of course, we did. How could we not miss such a beautiful person?”, Mark joked and I noticed Taeyong tense next to me and moving closer.

I stepped closer to him and poked his side with my elbow. I smiled at him and mouthed “Jealous?” towards him. A slight blush appeared on his face and he grabbed my hand intertwining our fingers. The boys looked at me with a knowing look.

“Can we go now?”, Haechan asked totally excited and ready to go.

“Sure”, I laughed looking at this bundle of pure energy.

We made our way to the amusement park. On our way there a lot of people joined us and arrived with us at the venue. The entrance already was stunning. It looked like the entry of a castle with big steel doors that were decorated with flowers, balloons and even golden elements. I noticed Haechan and Taeyongs eyes sparkle and we went to buy the tickets. The tickets were about 20 $ per person which was a lot cheaper than I expected since the park was definitely huge, but we would still have to pay extra for the attractions in the park like the Ferris Wheel or the rollercoaster. They had a huge stage arranged at the entrance. The major of the city stood somewhere next to it and looked like he was going over his script again since it had been announced that he would be the one officially opening the park. We walked to the front to get a good view at the stage and waited for the festivities to start. Taeyong was still holding on to my hand and whenever I would look over at him I’d see him looking like the happiest boy in the world.

The crowd got even bigger just a few minutes before the major went on stage to deliver his speech. Everyone was listening closely and was fascinated by what he said about the park. As soon as his speech was over everybody cheered and the crowd scattered around the park. We looked at one of the park plans that showed our location and what was where to find.

“Can we go to the haunted house first?”, Haechan asked jumping up and down excited.

I noticed Taeyong tense next to me. I somehow understood what was going on inside him and decided to suggest another plan.

“How about we start with the nearest attraction and work our way through til the end?”

Haechan slightly frowned but then agreed after Johnny and Mark convinced him. The first thing on our way was a shooting stall. Johnny instantly walked over and bought a few bullets to try and get a gift for Mark and Haechan. From his 7 tries he hit all of the targets he focused on and was able to choose from one of the more expensive prices. He could choose between a little plush golden retriever, a few other plushies and a really cool looking hat that would look great on Mark. Johnny chose the hat which made Haechan frown a bit. His eyes lit up again when Johnny bought another set of bullets and hit every target again just to get Haechan the golden retriever plushy.

“Thank you”, Haechan said almost starting to cry as he hugged the little dog in his arms and smiled at Johnny who ruffled his hair playfully.

“You’re welcome, Haechanie”

Taeyong looked at them almost with jealousy in his eyes. I would instantly go and shoot him a plushy too but I was just really bad at hitting targets.

“I’ll get you something, too. Don’t worry”, I said and squeezed his hand.

He just nodded and we walked to the next thing on our way. It was a free fall tower. I wasn’t really good with heights but I wouldn’t say no if the boys decided to do it. After going back and forth discussing if we wanted to go Johnny decided to stay and take care of our bags while Mark, Haechan, Taeyong and I went on the ride. To be honest I was pretty scared after we had bought the tickets and got called over to take a seat on this hellride.

“Are you sure you’ll be ok?”, Taeyong asked me concerned after he noticed my legs starting to shake.

“I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me”

To be honest I was terrified, but at the same time I didn’t want to miss this opportunity to share the first ride on a free fall tower with Taeyong. After we were fully prepared to be send up to the top, the “elevator” in which we sat brought us up. Looking down was already making me nearly pee my pants, while Taeyong, Mark and Haechan didn’t even seem bothered by it. As soon as the construction dropped us down to the floor all of us where screaming. Some from excitement others (like me) from pure fear. As we finally sat our feat back onto the floor I ran out and searched for the next toilet to empty my stomach in. It wasn’t far. Thank God. As soon as I entered the cabin my stomach was empty and all I had eaten today was in front of me in the toilet. Who told me this was a good idea? I flushed the mess down and walked outside to clean my mouth and wash my face. Looking in the mirror I saw my pale face.

“Brain why? This sounded so fun but it was a big mistake”, I said to myself and laughed as someone came out from another cabin and saw me talking to the mirror like I was crazy.

I walked back out just to see 4 worried men looking around searching for me. As they spotted me all of them sighed relieved and I just send them an awkward smile as I walked over.

“I’ll be fine my ass”, Mark laughed playfully hitting my shoulder.

“I was worried about you as you suddenly ran. I told you this was a bad idea but you didn’t want to listen to me”, Taeyong scolded me before pulling me into a hug and kissing my forehead.

“Don’t force yourself, ok?”

“Ok. I’m sorry I made you worry”, I hugged back and nuzzled my nose against his.

“Enough being lovey-dovey. Let’s move on. There’s a lottery stand over there and I can see stuffed animals”, Haechan complained and as soon as Taeyong heard stuffed animals he was gone immediately.

That boy and stuffed animals. We followed the two excited hybrids to the stand and watched them look at all the prizes fascinated. I walked to the lady handing out the lottery tickets and bought 40 tickets for Taeyong and 40 for Haechan. We then sat down on one of the benches nearby and started looking through the tickets for wins. After what felt like seconds all the tickets had been sorted out and we had some little wins and 2 first prices. We split them so that Haechan and Taeyong could get one each. We walked over to the booth and showed the win tickets to one of the employees there.

“Oh, we have two first prices here”, they announced over the mic and then turned towards Taeyong and Haechan.

“What would you guys like?”, they asked and showed them the first prices they could choose from.

Haechan instantly chose a big white alpaca which he instantly hugged as he received it from the employee. Taeyong seemed to have a more difficult decision. He took his time before he chose a big white teddy bear. As he received it he turned towards me and handed it over. I looked at him confused.

“This is for you”, he mumbled, his cheeks slightly pink.

“I can’t accept that. It’s your prize and you look cute with it so keep it. It’s my way of saying thank you”, I said.

He blushed even more and shook his head. I looked at the bear in my arms and handed it back to him. Taeyong grabbed it and slightly frowned.

“But I won this with your money. So it technically is yours already”, he reasoned and pouted as he looked at the bear.

I sighed and stepped closer to the boy. He looked at me as if I just rejected him. I couldn’t see him like this. I reached my arm out to put it around his shoulder and pulled him closer to me.

“How about we say this is our teddy? Would you be satisfied with that?”, I suggested and watched his face as he thought about an answer.

Taeyong just simply nodded and then looked at the teddy. He moved it to his ear and then looked back at me.

“Teddy said he would be really happy about that”, Taeyong joked and I almost died from his cuteness.

“Dork”

He laughed and hugged the teddy tight before he grabbed my hand again and pulled me towards the next part of the park. My heart melted looking at the happy boy next to me. It reminded me of myself when I first visited an amusement park with my parents. As I thought back at those happy days I remembered the letter from this morning. I quickly tried to shove that memory far back in my mind so I could keep my focus on the presence.

We went on a few more rides like the roller coaster and the bumper car ride. Taeyong insisted on getting cotton candy and I chose the pink one for him. His cheeks turned a slight pink as I he saw that. I knew that he was thinking about my comment yesterday as he blushed and I complimented him. He really did look good with anything pink. One of our last stations was the haunted house that Haechan insisted on going in. We made a bet that whoever got scared first would have to pay for our last station at the park, the Ferris Wheel.

“Oh it’s on. I won’t even flinch”, Mark said fearless.

I was sure that he would be the one to pay since whenever he said something fearless he would be the first one to nearly pee his pants. He was a scaredy-cat just like me so there was no way that he wouldn’t flinch at all.

“We’ll see that”, I laughed and looked at Taeyong who was squeezing my hand.

“Scared?”, I asked and he shook his head quickly.

He definitely looked scared.

“I got you”, I whispered and saw a smile appear on his face.

We entered the haunted house and shortly after the first guy with a chainsaw appeared Marks confidence was gone. We first laughed about it but then soon followed his terrified screams as we tried to get out of there as quick as possible. As we finally got out all of us panted heavily and I almost felt as if my voice would give up on me as I started to speak again.

“That means Mark will pay the tickets”, I said still catching my breath.

Mark sighed and lifted his arms in defeat.

“Even a man of steel might get scared sometimes”, he joked and received a slap on his shoulder from Johnny.

“Mr. ‘I’m so brave’. You should think before you speak next time, love.”, he commented and put his arm around Mark.

“I knew he would lose”, Haechan laughed and shrugged as Mark threw him an angry glance.

We joined in his laughter and then walked towards the Ferris Wheel. It was slowly getting darker and the sun was about to set soon. We bought some hotdogs at a stand nearby to kill some time before going on the Ferris Wheel. The city would probably look really pretty with the sky painted by the sunset. The cabins were big enough to fit all of us in one. Taeyong sat next to me while Haechan, Mark and Johnny sat on the other side facing us. As the ride started the cabin slowly moved up. As we reached the highest point it stopped. The view over the city was absolutely beautiful. We were able to see the apartment complex and the sunset painted the nearby lake in a beautiful mix of red, orange and the blue water. It was perfect. Taeyong put his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him.

“I can see our apartment”, Haechan said excited as he sat there, glued to the window.

We all had to laugh at his behavior. He was just too cute. We enjoyed the rest of the ride in silence watching the sky turn from beautiful colors back to black. As we arrived back on the ground we left the cabin and made our way to the main entrance again. We walked all the way back to the apartment complex. The closer we came the more I realized that when I would get there I had to open the letter. I didn’t want to but I couldn’t avoid it any longer. What if something happened? I needed to get clearance on that. We arrived at the lobby and got into the elevator together.

“I’m tired”, Taeyong said next to me and yawned.

“Me too”, I whispered back and stared at the elevator door.

Johnny, Mark and Haechan parted ways with us as they arrived the 3rd floor. We hugged them and waved goodbye as the doors closed again. Back at the apartment we took off our shoes and Taeyong instantly said he’d go to the bedroom. I put our bags onto the couch and went to the kitchen to grab the letter from the fridge. As I didn’t find it there I started to look around just to see Taeyong standing in the door with the letter in his hand.

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dream-of-kpop · 5 years ago

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Masterlist [dream-of-kpop]

[Updated 10/4/19]

[AUs...Stories-ish...]

Exo As A Legit Family: pt. 5 (finale i guess)

Seventeen Twitter AU

WayV Works At McDonald’s with Nct

SKZ Plays the Wii

Idols on Twitter...Again

Seventeen Argues If Tomatoes Are Fruits or Not

Jooheon & I.M: Emo “MySpace Era” Boys

A Normal SKZ Breakfast

Seventeen But They Hate You: pt. 1 (i might finish it)

When Ateez Meets SKZ

Nct But the Subunits Are Rivals

Bts Answers Google Questions

‘Say My Name’ Confusion

SKZ & Day6 on ‘The Jerry Springer Show’

Quiet Guys

Bts: One Night In A Strange City

Got7 Tries To Survive Prison For 1 Day: pt. 1 pt. 2

SKZ But 3 Racha Is Their Rival

Jungkook’s Computer

Regular

Monsta X On Vacation

Chill

Minho X Hyunjin: Reveal

Nct: Synchronization Of Your Dreams

I’m Fine

Monsta X When They’re Old

[Scenarios]

Minghao & Jun Time

Johnny In Chicago Basically

SKZ at a Funeral

Hyunjin as People at my School

Hoshi Is Black Panther

Exo Watching the News

B.I. Being A Good Father for Bobby

Something Jeonghan Would Say

Jooheon Learning Chinese

Suho Having ‘Power Up’ Stuck In His Head

Seungkwan Getting Too Close

Day6 When They’re Cooking

Bts, Got7 & Exo At the BBMA’s

Kai Starts A Fire

When JYP Created SKZ’s Group Name

Astro IN NYC

Blackpink At Coachella

SKZ Are ”Bloods”

Bts When They Saw Halsey’s BBMA Performance

Mingyu, the Maid

Bts & Svt With the Japanese Language

Something Mingi Would Say

Taeyong’s “Neck” Ass

Probably Ateez During ‘Hala Hala’

Exo On Stream

WayV Is A Japanese Group Confirmed

Jae’s Big & Bad Meme Account

Jihyo Is Tired

SKZ On Relationships

B.I Calls the Police On IKON

Bts World

Yuta’s...”Future” Self

Nct Dream Going To ‘Area 51′

Braincell Equations With Jisung & Felix

[Incorrect Quote Trashcan]

So Taemin Breaks a Pencil

Jeno’s Valentine’s Day Present

Jungkook’s Gamer Boi Rage

Wooyoung’s Dad Is Park Jimin

Svt: Dick Theory

SKZ Gets Arrested

Jimin’s Honorifics

Heechul Being Confused About Group Names

Haechan Roasts Mark For His Shoes

Doyoung’s “Gayness” Is Important

Namjoon Being Afraid of Christianity/ Christian Confusion

Changbin Blasts “Mo Bamba”

Jus2 Is Just 2

Jae: The Lizard

Sanha If He Drives

Hendery’s Dusty Ass Skin Cells

Changbin Cancels Himself

B.I. Being Tired of Love (?)

Bts Bored on A Saturday Night

3 Sriracha

Don’t Stare At Yoo Taeyang For Too Long

Minho Asks For $20 Through A Text

Vernon’s Big Head As A Sunset

Taeyong Aka “Mr. Steal Yo Lines”

Hoshi Crying Over SHINee

Wonho Asks I.M For Advice

D.O’s “Earth” Day

Jin Wants Some “Crystal Snow” *sniff sniff*

Jeonghan Calls Hoshi A “Taco”

SM Scam Caller

Jeongin Is Scared Of Travis Scott

Jinyoung Being Sarcastic

Minhyuk If He Was Drunk

Chan’s Cornrows

JR’s Pet Potato

Doyoung Loves Billie Eilish

Kris’s Mixtape

Jinjin Demands Respect From Sanha

Dowoon’s Magical Imagination

No Aussi’s In SKZ

Wonwoo Being Quiet

Square Up With Lisa

Bts Almost Getting Canceled On Twitter

Ten Evaluates Haechan’s Bitchiness

Jisung & His Shitty Jokes

Rowoon’s Burning Sensation

Jeongin & Felix In Their Feelings

Wonwoo’s Rejected Mr. Krabs Impression

JB Gets Pranked

JHope Doesn’t Want 6ix9ine

I.M Tries To Buy Minhyuk

V Lets His Dogs Lick BBQ Sauce Off His Fingers

Yuta Is Concerned About Japan’s Low Birth Rate

Jackson & Jooheon Fuck Up Comma’s Together

Bobby’s Son, Mingi

Minhyuk Wants To SleEP

Wendy Wants To Leave Red Velvet

Baekhyun Isn’t Normal

Yanan & Jun’s Popeye’s Chicken Sandwiches

San Buying Ingredients For Tacos

Aesthetic Astro

Winwin Is Hungry For Japanese...”Food”

Taemin Doesn’t Want To Be SuperM’s Leader

Bts Loves Shawn Mendes...A lot

Seungwoo Protects Dongpyo

The Boyz Roast Q & Hwall

[Some Extra Shit]

Real Shit Idols Said

SKZ & Ateez As Shit I’ve Said

Shit I’ve Said About Idols

[Previous Masterlist [1/24/19]

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staygoldponebone · 6 years ago

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Family Game Night

Pairing: Dally x Reader

Summary: reader is Steve's lil sister and she just wanted to have a family game night with her big bro

A/N: sorry this took so long. I didn't post it because I didnt think it was finished but I just found it and it was done this entire time. yeah, so enjoy...

At lunch, you sat with Ponyboy and Johnny. "Where's Steve?" You ask.

"He's sittin' at another table." Johnny motioned across the cafeteria.

"Hm. Ok." You got up and went over to your brother's new table, where he was sitting with Evie and her friends. "Hey, Steve?" You said softly.

He turned to you.

"Here." You gave him his change from the money he let you borrow this morning.

"Thanks, kiddo!" He hurriedly took the money and turned back to Evie.

"Um, are you gonna be at home tonight?"

He turned back around. "Why?"

You smiled. "Family game night!"

Steve scoffed. "No. I got stuff to do."

Your smile went away. "You said that last week."

"Yeah? Well, I'm sayin' it again."

"But that's not fair!"

"Life ain't fair, Rugrat! Now, beat it!"

Evie looked over at you. "Steve, you don't have to-"

"No, Evie. I'm goin'. Why would I wanna stay home and babysit some brat, anyway?"

No one spoke and you looked around the table. "Why can't you-"

Steve turned to you. "Hey, I said beat it!" He pushed you and you ran into a trashcan.

You balled up your fists and walked away, hearing chatter from the table. You sat next to Ponyboy. "Is everything ok?" He asks.

You glared down at your plate, dodging the question. "Do you guys wanna hang out tonight?"

"I can't. It's a school night." Pony replied.

"I can try." Johnny said happily.

You nodded. "Well, I gotta go."

Pony pointed at your food. "But you didn't even-"

Johnny nudged him, pulling your tray over to him.

~ ~ ~ ~

"Hey, Baby Randle!" Dally exclaims.

"Don't call me that." You reply.

Dally smirked. "Y'know, you look nothing like your brother."

"I'd hope that was the case."

He laughed. "So why'd you come here, anyway?"

"My brother's an asshole."

"Well, anyone could've told you that."

You laughed. "I'm sure they could."

Dally looked you up and down with a smirk. "So you came to hang out with me?" He was getting closer and you knew he was gonna say something. Something to make you blush. His face seemed only inches from yours.

You cleared your throat. "So where's Johnny?"

"He couldn't make it." Dally's hands rested on your hips.

"Well, ain't that a shame?" You grinned, grabbing the sides of his face and rubbing your thumb across his lips. "What should we do then? Without Johnny Cade?"

"I gotta couple ideas." He closed the space between him and you, his lips pressed against yours. The kiss was nice and sweet, then it got rough. Dally ran a hand up your shirt, his mouth falling to your neck.

The door flew open. "What the hell're you doing with my little sister?!" You pulled away from Dally, looking down at the floor. You bit your lip and closed your eyes, awaiting the lecture from Steve. Dally had taken his hands off of you, but his eyes stayed glued. He was smirking at you.

"Where the hell have you been, y/n?! I was lookin' everywhere for you! You had me scared to death!" Steve yelled.

"Relax, Steve. She ain't a little kid no more." Dally replied.

"I'll deal with you later." He grabbed your arm. "Let's go!"

You pushed him away, freeing your arm from his grasp. "Why?!" You spat. "I thought you had to hang out with Evie! Who would want to babysit some brat anyway? Remember?!"

"We'll talk in the car." He grabbed your arm, tighter this time. "Let's go."

"Why can't we talk here?"

"Because I said so!"

You were pulled outta the room, stealing a glance at Dally beforehand. When you got out to Steve's car, you glared. "What the hell, Steve!" You grumbled. "What're we even doing?!"

"What were you even doing?!"

You didn't answer. Instead, you glared down at the floorboard. "Why were you lookin' for me anyway?"

"So I could take you home."

"Why?!"

"So I can beat you..." He grinned. "At a game of Scrabble."

You rolled your eyes as the two of you headed home.

~ ~ ~ ~

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johnnysgf-archive-blog · 7 years ago

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the "don't eat my bread" sounds so sad and confused like.. "don't..?? eat?? my fucking bread??? please??? you cunt?"

JHWGSKLD:FgksjDSKJHBKNMCFjdglkg IM LAGJHSKDLF mOOD

#johnnys trashcan answers

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closetofanxiety · 6 years ago

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Pro Wrestling Illustrated: Rookies of the Year

It’s Friday night and for some reason I got curious about the winners of PWI’s rookie of the year award, and whether the venerable wrestling magazine had a track record of being able to spot young talent that would go on to make a lasting contribution to the business. The answer: Kind of!

1972: Mike Graham: solid midcarder, son of a famous wrestler/promoter, eventually a WWE agent

1973: Bob Orton Jr. / Tony Garea (tie): Orton was a solid midcarder and the son of a famous wrestler (and eventually the father of a yet-more famous wrestler); Garea was a solid midcarder who eventually became a WWE agent. Are we detecting a pattern?

1974: Larry Zbysko: Solid upper midcard guy who would have a very hot feud with mentor Bruno Sammartino.

1975: Ric Flair: This was a solid choice

1976: Bob Backlund: Another good choice!

1977: Ricky Steamboat: They were really hitting their stride at this point.

1978: Tommy Rich: He would burn brightly but briefly. This was not a bad choice for a Rookie of the Year.

1979: Sweet Brown Sugar: He’d go onto fame in the WWF as Koko B. Ware, where he was a ridiculous joke wrestler. In the territories, though, he was a bruiser who seemed like he could have been a near-the-top guy

1980: Terry Taylor: We return to the template of the solid midcarder who eventually became a WWE agent

1981: David Sammartino: lol

1982: Brad Armstrong: A great “should have been” midcarder who had a lot of talent but was saddled with a series of terrible gimmicks. Another demonstration of PWI’s love for young wrestlers from established grappling families.

1983: Angelo Mosca Jr.: This is even more egregious than David Sammartino. Who the hell remembers Angelo Mosca’s son? The runners-up were King Kong Bundy and Arn Anderson. Injustice.

1984: Mike Von Erich: OH COME ON

1985: Nord the Barbarian: This is like the inverse of their late ‘70s run of picking hugely consequential stars

1986: Lex Luger: The obvious choice that year, although Sting was a runner-up (and so was Tom Magee, shades of Wrestling Obsessive Twitter from 2019)

1987: Owen Hart: Yes

1988: Madusa Miceli: Bold choice! Not a bad one. She never got the opportunities in the US that she should have, but that’s hardly her fault.

1989: The Destruction Crew (Mike Enos and Wayne Bloom): Haha, hoo boy. From the AWA’s circling-the-drain phase, this was Verne’s attempt to replace the departed Road Warriors. It was a huge success, and that’s why the AWA is still on top today!

1990: Steve Austin: This is a pretty impressive pick, honestly. He hadn’t really done anything by this point (he wouldn’t even join WCW until 1991), but something about him must have stood out. It probably helped that the runners-up were El Gigante, Brad Anderson, and Chris Chavis. Not a deep year!

1991: Johnny B. Badd: A less impressive pick.

1992: Erik Watts: Yeah, fuck off

1993: Vampire Warrior: YES! YES! GANGREL ABSOLUTELY WHIPS ASS! IT WAS TRUE EVEN THEN!

1994: 911: I can’t believe this. I’m literally laughing out loud. 911!

1995: Alex Wright: Not a bad choice in ‘95. He had a lot of promise but eventually got trapped in a downward spiral of bad WCW gimmickry

1996: The Giant: Solid choice. He went on to have a reasonably distinguished career. Rocky Maivia was a runner-up that year, which seems crazy in retrospect, but at the time it was the right call. It seems beyond ridiculous that the Trailblazers drafted Sam Bowie ahead of Michael Jordan (and Charles Barkley and John Stockton), but nobody knew Bowie had bad knees at the time or that MJ would be a player who redefined the game.

1997: Prince Iaukea: Brakkus was a runner-up. Not a strong rookie class.

1998: Goldberg: No choice more obvious

1999: Shane McMahon: [pukes into a trashcan]

2000: Kurt Angle: A choice as obvious as 1998′s selection of Goldberg

2001: Randy Orton: A rookie class that also included Lesnar and Cena. Stacked! Like the aforementioned 1984 NBA draft. Cena is the obvious choice in hindsight, but Orton’s no slouch. He’s the Hakeem Olajuwon figure here.

2002: Maven: Every runner up was also a Tough Enough cast member. Give me a break.

2003: Zach Gowen: Eh, OK

2004: Monty Brown: I can see what they were thinking, but: no.

2005: Bobby Lashley: Sure, fine, whatever

2006: The Boogeyman: Cody Rhodes was a runner up. This is not an “even in hindsight” thing, he was obviously better than gimmick-only Boogeyman in 2006

2007: Hornswoggle: I like Indie Swoggle a lot, but I’m dubious that there was no rookie wrestler better in 2007. This is the problem with being so WWE-centric.

2008: Curtis Axel: PWI sure loves wrestling families

2009: Mike Sydal: Not to be confused with his brother Matt

2010: David Otunga: First runner-up: Tamina. What a year.

2011: Ace Hawkins: In a Sam Bowie/MJ moment, Roman Reigns was the second runner-up

2012: Veda Scott: Kind of a sharp left turn here

2013: Tim Zbyzsko: I confess I don’t know who this is

2014: Charlotte: Good choice! Also a scion of a wrestling family

2015: Moose: If he eventually becomes a WWE agent, he will repeat the pattern

2016: Nia Jax: Runners-up included Tessa Blanchard and Braun Strowman!

2017: Otis Dozovic: Huh.

2018: Ronday Rousey: This was also an obvious choice if we’re being honest.

#PWI #official rankings #wrestling magazines

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cami-chats · 5 years ago

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Abridge

Fandom: Marvel

Pairings: Tony Stark/Johnny Storm

Warnings: None

"Hey Tony is that you?" Sam asked, pointing at a picture that popped up on the television screen. It was a preview for the upcoming gossip that passed for news these days, a shady snapshot of Tony and Johnny Storm.

Tony looked up to see what he was referring to. "Yeah."

"Who's that with you?" he asked, since no one on the news team recognized Johnny. It didn't help that he wasn't facing the camera head on. If Tony remembered correctly, Johnny hadn't been wearing a helmet and Tony was calling him an idiot.

The tv put that picture next to one of Steve with the caption 'Iron Man and Captain America slumming it? Possible secret romance!'. Tony snorted, looking back towards his tablet. "Steve, apparently."

"That's not Steve," Sam said, rolling his eyes.

Tony hummed absently, not listening to him anymore.

Sam rolled his eyes again and changed the channel.

Johnny threw back five shots in a row. True to his word, he was still standing when the other guy fell flat on his ass.

Tony was snickering the entire time and trying to hide it. He knew from his party days how this was going to end, and he was pretty sure Johnny knew it too. At least Tony hoped he knew, because otherwise this was about to get very unpleasant.

They made it outside safely, but when Johnny turned to head for the car, Tony grabbed his arm, shaking his head. "No way."

"C'mon, I thought we were going back to your's." He wrapped his arms around Tony and reached down to grab his ass. He bit at Tony's neck, sucking a mark into the skin.

"You're about to get sick, and you're not doing that in my car."

"I'm not gonna get sick," he said defensively.

"Uh-huh, sure champ."

"I'm not."

They started walking, Johnny leaning heavily on his side, and they only made it past three buildings before Johnny heaved into a trashcan. Tony rubbed his back and made sure that he didn't get any shit on his jacket-- he was pretty sure Johnny loved that jacket more than life itself.

"That's a hickey," Natasha said, craning her neck to get a better look at the blotchy mark on Tony's skin.

"Yeah," Tony said. He raised his hand to rub at it automatically.

"Who's it from? I didn't even know you were dating someone."

He shrugged. "Not sure I would call it dating. I called him my boyfriend the other day and he told me that he wanted to 'keep it casual', whatever the fuck that's supposed to mean."

Natasha made a sympathetic face. "How old is he?"

"Legal."

"Well, yes. If he's over thirty, I would say he has commitment issues and he needs to rethink a few things about his life."

"And if he's younger?"

"Then I'd say he probably just wants to fuck around and you should think about whether or not that's something you want. Which is he?"

Tony wasn't listening anymore though. By the time she'd asked, he was on the other side of the kitchen, making a new pot of coffee. She gave an exaggerated huff and dropped it. Chances were, she'd hear how it ended.

"Johnny, come on. We text all the time, and we go on dates every two days. That sounds like we're dating to me."

"Yeah," Johnny said, rubbing his hand against his head uncomfortably, "but you know that's not what I mean by it, Tony. I told you that, and you said you were okay with it."

"Did I? Because I remember rolling my eyes."

"You did look at me like I was stupid," he agreed.

"That's because you're being stupid."

"Hey," Johnny protested.

"Did you seriously think I'd want to do this for months if it wasn't going to lead anywhere? I'm past the age where just sex is fun. If that's all you want, fine, but it's not going to be with me."

Johnny gave Tony a sharp smile that was all teeth and no humor. "Fine." He pushed himself back from the table and headed for the door, grabbing his leather jacket off the back of the chair as he passed. "See you around."

"No you won't."

He paused in shoving his feet into his shoes. "Yeah I guess I won't. Bye Tony. It was fun."

The door closed, and Tony dropped his head into his hands miserably. Tony Stark Luck aka fall in love with the exactly wrong person. It was a tried and true fact of his life, no matter what he did. Woo-hoo, he thought flatly. He was getting too old for this shit.

Natasha took one look at Tony, then pushed her bowl of ice cream over to him in offering.

"Thanks," he muttered, taking a bite.

"Rough day?"

He shrugged.

"If you haven't had a bad day, I'm taking my ice cream back," she warned.

Tony took one more bite, then pushed the bowl back to her. "Hasn't been the best. I'll go work on that comm update for you."

Sue looked at her brother, then turned away. Then she sighed and turned back. "Okay what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," he lied.

She didn't say anything, just waited. Give Johnny silence for long enough, and he would break. Sure enough, a few minutes later he started talking.

"How did you know when you were in love with Reed? Like, you guys were together, then you broke up for a while, but you've been fine ever since."

"Johnny, are you in love with someone? I never thought I'd see the day," she mused.

He glared at her.

"Fine, fine." Sue leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest while she thought. "I guess one day I realized that I didn't want to spend my life without him. Like when I went off to get my doctorate and you were spending time in California, it kind of killed me. I realized that I didn't want to live my life without you, and after Reed and I got back together... I guess I thought the same thing."

"Hmm." Johnny was looking morosely at the floor, thinking. "So that's it? Just- you don't want to live without him?"

"I'm pretty sure that's how most people find out they're in love; it's not that weird."

"But that's so easy."

"Did you want a cryptic answer?"

"Well no offense Sue but that's kinda what I was expecting."

"Fine," Sue said, rolling her eyes. "Look deep in your heart and think about them and you'll know. Better?"

"Don't go into poetry, you'd starve."

"Oh for fuck's sake Johnny. Either tell the woman you're in love with her or get out."

"Man," he corrected.

"What?"

"It's a guy."

"Are you bi, then?"

Johnny shrugged. "I thought that would get more of a reaction, you know."

"Gasp, oh goodness, oh my," she said flatly. "Tell the man you love him, or get out."

"It's Tony Stark."

"WHAT?" Sue startled, looking at him with wide eyes. She'd knocked over her cup of water, but she didn't even notice. "Tony Stark? As in Iron Man?"

"That's the reaction I was hoping for," he said with a shit-eating grin.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Jonathan Lowell Storm you had better be serious."

"Middle naming me? Really Sue?"

Her eyes narrowed to slits. It made her look half asleep, but also like she would kick his ass to the moon if he didn't tell her what she wanted to hear.

"Yeah it's the Tony Stark."

"How did I not hear about this? You can't keep your mouth shut about anything, but when it's something cool you clam up?"

"I thought Reed hated Stark Industries."

"Reed's jealous, and from what I've heard, he and Tony Stark don't get along. Can I meet him?"

"Technically we're broken up."

She threw a stack of papers at him. They fluttered to the floor long before getting in range of hitting him, but it made her feel better all the same. "Go make up. I want his opinion on these radiation scans, and since Reed and I got married, I'm pretty sure he ignores anything that has the last name 'Richards' attached."

"I thought Banner was the radiation expert of the team."

"He is, but he's also off world right now. Originally I was going to wait until he got back, but this would be much faster."

"Using my relationship to get your research expedited... that's villain stuff, Suze. You sure you're feeling okay?"

"Why are you still here? Wait, Johnny, are you actually worried?" When he didn't immediately answer, she said, "Oh my god you are worried." There was a chance then, where she could have done the sympathetic thing and told him that there was nothing to worry about, that she was certain everything would work out for the best. Instead, she threw her head back, cackling. "This is priceless."

"Whoever said women are sympathetic has never met you."

"If you don't want to be mocked, you shouldn't have come to me. What's the problem in your relationship anyways? If it was just being in love, you wouldn't look like someone scratched your favorite bike."

"There's no problem."

"Oh Johnny," she sighed. "You panicked, didn't you."

"No," he lied.

"See, because I'm nice, I'm gonna warn you right now. You can either leave to go fix this, or you can stick around while I mock you some more. Which is it going to be?"

"You're a lot meaner than you used to be," he noted, walking towards the door. She was also a lot happier than she used to be, so the trade off was pretty good. Considering that her 'nicer' days were actually just her being a pushover, he wasn't actually complaining.

"Let me know how it goes!"

He raised a hand to let her know he heard but didn't say anything in return.

"Uhhh," Bucky said, frowning at the person who was standing in front of the tower and looking up towards the Avenger's floors. He looked suspiciously like Steve, but there was something about his bearing that screamed they weren't the same person. Sort of... over confident and self assured. It reminded him of Tony, actually. He was just going to keep walking. It wasn't his business, and sticking his nose where it didn't belong had gotten him kidnapped by a villain twice since leaving Hydra's control.

Steve glanced over when he entered the room. "Hey Buck. How was the dog park?"

"It was good. There's someone in front of the building that looks like you. It's kinda creepy."

"Really?"

Bucky nodded.

"Huh, that's weird. Do you know where the peanut butter is? I can't find it."

"Sir," Jarvis said, interrupting him from the latest Iron Man armor design.

"Yeah J?"

"Mister Storm is at the front desk asking for you. Should I tell them to let him in?"

Tony paused. Johnny was here? Did that mean... No. It was likely that Tony had forgotten a tie or something at his apartment and he was just returning it. "Yes. Direct him to the penthouse, I'll meet him there."

"Of course, sir."

Tony sighed and ran a hand through his hair. This was not going to be fun. He saved the plans and got to his feet, patting DUM-E's strut as he passed. "Try not to destroy anything while I'm gone buddy."

DUM-E gave a chirp that was probably supposed to be a promise that he would behave, but Tony knew better than to believe it. He got up to the penthouse and filled a glass with water, just so he'd have something to do with his hands.

The elevator doors opened, and Johnny stepped out, looking around. He'd never been to the Tower before since he insisted that they weren't dating, and therefore there was no reason for him to be in Tony's primary home where he could meet all his teammates. "Nice place," he said mildly.

"Is that why you're here? To compliment the furniture my decorator picked out?"

"No," Johnny said with a sigh. He scratched at the back of his head.

"Are you okay?" He'd never seen Johnny so... reserved.

"Sue tells me I'm an idiot, and since she knows me better than anyone, I guess I have to believe her."

"Okay?"

"I missed you," he admitted.

Tony's hand clenched tightly around his glass.

"I was being stupid when I said we should keep it casual. I've never wanted to keep someone around before." He gave a smile and a shrug. "Guess I made a mistake leaving the other day."

"And?"

Johnny heaved a put-upon sigh and walked closer. "And we should start dating like we should have been doing from the beginning. I'm sorry that I ran away from my feelings and you got hurt because of it. If it makes you feel better, I'm new to the whole 'being in love' thing."

"You're in love? With me?"

"Uhh shit I didn't mean to say that."

"No take-backsies," Tony said, pointing a finger at him. "You made your bed now you have to lie in it. Tell me more about how magnificent I am and how much you love me." Tony was grinning, and he laughed when Johnny rolled his eyes, stepping into his space and taking the glass of water from him.

"You're magnificent and I love you."

"That's just repeating what I said, it doesn't count."

"Give me time, I'm sure I'll think of something."

#irontorch #fanfic #marvel #tony stark #johnny storm #my writing #dictionary prompts #keep in mind that it's been a WHILE since i've seen fantastic four #and the one f4 comic i read was au based #so they were all basically different characters #this is just my best guess

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Oh hi, sorry if this is weird, but I've seen lots of post (reblogs?) you have about Guardian and... I'm intrigued. What is it? And do you know where I could watch it? (also I really like your blog so thank you!)

Sorry for the reblog shitposting, but this blog is nothing but a shitposting trashcan... But I’m glad I managed to pique your interest.

Guardian (zhen hun/镇魂) is a Chinese drama that has consumed my life and soul. I see it as a story about Chinese Torchwood that deals with supernatural creatures from the underworld. But absolutely no one in this fandom watches it for the sake of the plot due to the lack of thereof. I personally started watching it because Chinese is my minor, and I need some practice, but then I really got into it even though I really don’t want to be into it, but I’m very very very into it.

The show is based on a BL (boy’s love? yaoi? slash?) novel by Priest. The novel is about an epic love story between the Ghost King (an anthropomorphic demon-something being) and the Mountain God Kunlun, the drama unfortunately is very different and, as we say in Russia, tries both to eat a fish and sit on a dick, so it’s sort of Supernatural meets Torchwood meets CSI meets I don’t know what, it’s a bit of a mess. The series itself follows the adventures of the Special Investigation Department whose chief, Zhao Yunlan, is one of the two main leads of the show. At the beginning of the show he is very friendly, brave, devoted, and outgoing but has a cold heart. That is until he meets the second main lead, a polite and unassuming bio-engineering professor Shen Wei, who JUST HAPPENS to be the Black Envoy, the most powerful supernatural creature out there. It’s a little bit difficult to take him seriously because he’s wearing a black robe and wears a mask I can buy in a craft shop for kids down the road, so he kinda looks like a dramatic angsty goth teen going through a phase, but the actor manages to pull it.

Shen Wei (Black Envoy or what have you) met Zhao Yunlan 10 thousand years ago. Zhao Yunlan met him while investigating a murder in present day. Zhao Yunlan isn’t aware of that 10 millenium connection between them, and while Shen Wei silently pines after Zhao Yunlan, Zhao Yunlan falls for Shen Wei pretty fucking quickly. The rest is history, and you just need to watch it.

Before you say anything: it’s canon, and boi was I surprised just how much can you throw past the censors. I know, I was surprised too. I never thought that there can be the greatest love story never told in flesh and blood, not just only a queerbaiting delusional bullshit. And the love story is heartwrenching, you will bawl your eyes out.

Zhu Yilong (Shen Wei) is the most beautiful and etheral human being on the entire planet Earth second only to Cate Blanchett, Fan Bingbing, Eva Green, and Doona Bae, but let’s be real, those standards are unreachable, he might as well be the most etheral and beautiful person on the planet. I love him with all my heart. He deserves better roles, I cannot bear to watch the shit he stars in. He also is very meme-worthy, and random snapshots of him are hilarious, an opinion the fandom and I apparently don’t agree on, but like... I have a special folder on my laptop that says “Zhu Yilong Meme Screencaps”.

Johnny Bai (Bai Yu) who plays Zhao Yunlan is a precious cinnamon roll of pureness and kindness, he singlehandedly restores my faith in humanity, I will fight for him, and his voice drives me up the wall. He has an upcoming drama called ‘Detective L’ which is like a Sherlock Holmes adaptation set in Shanghai 30s, a series I’m absolutely obsessed with even though it doesn’t come out until March 2019.

I lost the track of thought and I forgot the question, but basically:

There’s more relevant information in this post by @andwebegin

To understand exactly how unapologetically gay it is, watch @nerjaveika‘s works, my personal fave is this crack. Every single line spoken in Mandarin is present in the original show. Every single line. I know.

You can watch it on Youtube. I downloaded the episodes from MEGA, the subtitles are also there (the subs there are not that great though)

Basically [2] the plot, integrity, CGI, anything is terrible in this show, it’s very cringy and makes my eyes bleed. But the love story between Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei is one of the best I have ever, EVER seen. And considering that creators couldn’t make subtext text because of the censorship (it’s China, so...), I just thing the show deserves a round of applause because it managed to show such profound love it leaves me speechless. (bbc go and fuck urself, i hate you even more after having watched this show, just go and fuck urself).

And the acting of Johnny Bai and Zhu Yilong is absolutely banging, also once you start digging in, reading the novel, reading interviews and readint the making of, you realise how much love and work went into the show, I love it very much.

P.S. I have to warn you that you will cry buckets and buckets and buckets, it’s just........ there are going to be a lot of tears, so if you are not prepared for a perpetual trauma and a gaping hole inside of your heart, may be watch it up to, idk, ep33 or whatever. I’m sorry, my answer is all over the place, I lost it xDDD

#镇魂 #guardian #white-spirit-of-darkness

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