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Hi, I see that you have Ewan McGregor on your list what other characters of his do you write for

Ewan McGregor's characters in yandere (1 part)

so, i hope it became clear who i'm writing about, but i want to say that there will be a second part, since all the characters did not fit in. i will release it either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but due to the fact that i am very ill right now, i don't think i can, but I will try. can say one thing: some characters will have platonic feelings, and you will understand why.

Obi-Wan Kenobi — gentle, caring, protective and obsessive yandere.

A Jedi is forbidden feelings — love, affection — and for most of his adult life, Obi-Wan was in solidarity with this opinion. He was sure that Strength was the most important thing and that the code was always right. To succumb to emotions and these low feelings is terrible, almost unbearably painful. However, his you — the new padawan who passed to him after the death of your teacher, — awakened something strange in him and it is impossible to explain it rationally and calmly.

His love will be more protective and secretive. Obi-Wan will act in a closed manner, not spreading about your relationship, but the training will not be what it seems — he will teach you, but not the rules of maintaining calm, but your life with him. Obi-Wan's presence will quickly become unbearable for you, because soon, no matter how many times you tried to take your dissatisfaction with your teacher to the Council, every time he was refused, he will become more and more protective.

Obi-Wan believes that depriving you of the greatest lie of «freedom» will help you, and you will respond to his obsession with the same love. He begins to rave, constantly muttering that he will not be accepted by the council and worry — not for his well-being, but for you. He believes that the world is too dangerous for an angel like you, so you will spend most of your time together. Obi-Wan is often doubtful, and he won't be dangerous, however... sometimes his unexpected anger can turn into something terrible.

"I know the Council won't let us be together, my angel, but swear by the Force, I will never leave you".

***

Christian — delusional, jealous, pathetic, worshipful and obsessed yandere.

Christian is obsessed with the idea of love — he really believes in the ideal of tenderness, purity and that it can lead to something beautiful. He lives in dreams and dreams that easily break against the ruthless reality. His love for you will be full of real sincere feelings, boundless, like golden fields, and all-consuming. He will give you all — from head to toe, — love and will wrap you in a straitjacket bearing a similar name.

And Christian will never know that it's wrong. He will be sure for the rest of his days, which you will live together, that his feelings are the most sublime that can only be. Life with him, whatever it is, is unbearable: Christian will not force you to do something around the house or do some obscene things; his character is patient and he has never thought about such desecration.

You are the apple of his Eye. His favorite being on the planet, to whom he is ready to dedicate all the songs and all the books of the world. Christian's romantic soul craves mutual and true love. He doesn't want to live in reality — his thoughts are only about you and immaculate feelings.

"I'll write a song for you! You will remember that I love you! That you love me, and I love you! That we love each other... I won't be jealous..."

***

Catcher Block — stalking, obsessive and possessive yandere.

Among the people, Catcher has a reputation as a womanizer and a man charming at first sight — his playful winks and hinting movements quickly seduces girls, forcing them to sigh in resignation. He liked this kind of life and he was absolutely not against living like this. However, when the new employee did not pay attention to him, it greatly hurt his shattered ego. He was ready to come up again and again, to make soft or harsh hints, but you would continue to reject everything — and this was seriously exciting and at the same time insulting: such an unapproachable, but surely having her own fears girl.

And that's when he realizes that he's had enough and decides to follow you. Catcher will surely find out all your innermost dreams and desires; he will penetrate into your life like a spider, and you will not be able to do anything once you realize that you are in his tenacious embrace. He'll stop flirting with just anyone and realize that he can't live without you. And you can't do it without him, Block is sure. Catcher certainly never wanted anything but sex and satisfying his animal needs, but after meeting you, he realized the truth of his feelings.

In his house — a secluded bachelor's dwelling, — you will feel squeezed, but Catcher will try to fix it by doing everything for you; he would even learn to cook and get rid of bad habits. He will be happy to open the whole world to you and will be ready to obey, not realizing his dependence and the changes that are happening to him. He promises that one day you will become «Mrs. Block», you will be happy and in love with him. Promises that one day you will have a big house that you and a few frolicking kids will share. Catcher dreams of quitting his job, ending his debauched lifestyle and just being with you.

"Honey, everything's going to be great! Just imagine what will happen when we move into the house that you have chosen!"

***

Roman Sionis — insane, obsessive, aggressive, controlling and possessive yandere.

Madness triumphs over reason and Roman is a clear representative of this statement. He will never love and show feelings of sincere love. Sionis knows that he is possessed and knows how dangerous his obsession with you is. He is used to controlling everything and being sure of his rightness — the main rule of life with him is praise. Praise him for any decisions and actions and then Roman will be kind, perhaps even allowing you to call him Romy. Praise him and maybe you'll get some freedom.

Roman considers you inferior to himself — a free bird picked up on the street, whose white wings were clipped at the wrong time, will never compare with him. As a child, he was not loved, so he will be demanding and very affectionate in bed, not letting you out until lunch. He needs guardianship and attention, so Roman tries to get it through the extraordinary and extravagance.

There is an unspoken rule in his club concerning you — you can't look, talk, or touch. You are the diamond of his soul, belonging only to him and no one else. Sionis will only allow Zsasz to talk to you, but only in the presence of Roman himself. He doesn't trust anyone, especially after the incident with the loss of Dinah's trust and her betrayal, for which Roman punished her with his own hands. Right in front of your eyes, which cannot be closed. You belong to Roman, as if you are a harlequin who is nothing without his master.

"You know, my workers think I'm a madman obsessed with a diamond... Yes, I'm a madman, but I'm not obsessed with a fucking diamond, but with you, my sweet bird."

***

Patrick McKenna — obsessed, stalking, worshipping and dependent yandere.

Patrick has been taught since childhood that it is not worth building ideals; that people are God's creatures and should be treated with patronizing love for everyone. He took a vow of celibacy and was really ready to devote his whole life to the service of the Lord, was ready to give up ordinary human feelings and entertainment, forgetting that such a thing existed before. Patrick did not expect at all that when he saw you, he would enjoy seeing you off with a long apologetic look every time; he would enjoy savoring your name like honey and memorizing an easy image.

Your scent drove him crazy; since childhood, Patrick had not found anything much more pleasant than the scent of incense, but you were perfect — even if your views on the church did not coincide with him, — but he was ready to help you acquire this «gift». Life with him will be ordinary, because Patrick adheres to much more traditional values. He will not arrange dates at midnight, he will not seduce you with romantic deeds. The set of rules that will be announced to you should be followed, because you do not want punishments; Patrick always justifies them, hiding behind the Bible and sins.

Patrick craves touch: every time he appears in your room, he constantly touches you: strokes your hair and face, hugs your back, waist or neck, kisses your shoulders, lips and hands. He starts talking about the beautiful roses growing in the cathedral garden, the reproachful glances of the priests, and gives you a bouquet, holding it with his cut hands. The Cardinals think that Patrick is possessed by an unclean spirit. They are right, he is possessed, but not by demons, but by you.

"God is not against our union... He created you for me because he knew I needed a soul mate."

***

Mark Renton — possessive, dependent, stalking and obsessive yandere.

Mark's whole life was saved only by drugs, and he was ready to quit, but he just couldn't find a reason — what reasons can there be to choose life when there is heroin? The guy who told people to «choose life» would never have done it himself. The buzz, from his point of view, can only be obtained from prohibited substances. Renton thought so for a long time, however, only until he saw one girl who struck his drug-addicted mind in a club where a Sick Boy brought him. In his mind, you were beautiful, like that euphoria, a hundred times better than any orgasm.

You will quickly become his constant drug, which want to be saturated with again and again. Mark will try to start a normal relationship with you until he realizes that you will never be interested in someone like him. Therefore, he will be much more intrusive than in the first days of your acquaintance, protecting you from the too sexy Sick Boy and unbalanced Begbie. Constantly touching you, demanding tactility, and absolutely not against hugs, Mark will not let go of his hands and even try to tie, just for you. Just for you and the atmosphere of daytime Edinburgh, when you walk through the parks, discussing the people around you. Just for the sake of you and that sweet smile that you squeeze out of yourself, just not to disappoint him.

Renton doesn't see you shudder every time he touches you. He does not see that it is difficult for you to be near him and that you prefer the company of the Spud. Mark does not believe in sincerity, does not believe in real relationships and love, but with you he is ready to be not detached, but simple-minded. He realizes late that you are replacing drugs for him. He realizes his dependence on you too late.

"I never wanted to choose a fucking life. But she gives a lot of fucking surprises, doesn't she, baby?"

***

Edward Bloom — protective, stalking and obsessive yandere.

Edward had been looking for a lover all his adult life, firmly believing that she would reciprocate his feelings, because he was irresistible. Bloom knows that love is unusual and it represents something more than just attraction. Having met you, his time really froze — everything began to seem surreal and incredible. You looked at him without moving, and he gently stroked your cheek, intending to kiss you. At that moment, he was sure that you were his only one.

The more challenges, the better the reward. Edward was ready to do anything for you — if only you would pay attention to him; if only you would smile and say the cherished words of love in response, — he would collect all the wildflowers, decorate your house, write your name and confession with the help of an airplane, and even sneak into your house to decorate it and leave a little note. He knew you would have reacted with a smirk and just kissed him. Edward was loved by everyone, and he was ready to use it for his own purposes.

He is raving about you, collecting data, and constantly muttering the names of your favorite songs under his nose, talking to friends that they were glad to find his beloved, about your interests, adored flowers, while working. Whatever Edward does, where would he work, his thoughts will always be only about you, and nothing can break his love. He is happy that he has found his love, even if she does not know about him.

"I'm Edward Bloom. We don't know each other, but I love you. I've been working for the sake of you for five years to find out who you are. And it was worth it, because I see you, and you're standing so close... My destiny is to marry you."

***

Alex Law — jealous, obsessive and stalking yandere.

It could happen in any city, but all cities are the same. Continuing to look for a new neighbor who would satisfy all the needs and desires of the owners, Alex always refused, because he liked to mock people and taunt people more. But in you — their new neighbor, — he liked everything: charisma, style, charm, so he could not refuse you. During the interview, he asks questions about his personal life, but only unusual and rehearsed ones. You amaze him, the gift of speech literally disappeared at the sight of your sloppy clothes and character.

He doesn't pay attention to your tired sighs when he flirts with you again and again or tries to drop by for you in the bathroom. Alex likes it when you lie on the couch together with him and watch mind-numbing shows on TV, whose content he has long learned. Alex gets real pleasure when your palms get tangled in his long curls and sort them out. He needs physical contact, no matter what, he will force you to do it. Especially in the presence of Juliet and David, showing that you belong to him.

It's easy to make Alex jealous; being in love with Juliet, he experienced this feeling often, but after meeting you and falling violently in love with you, Law became jealous for any reason. Whatever happens, whoever calls you, even at work, locks you in his room, which you now share, and answers the calls in a rude, unwilling tone. Alex is sure that he is doing everything right, because you need to be protected.

"Something seems to have slipped between us. You are the light of my life."

***

Dan Torrance — patronizing, obsessive and protective yandere.

Beliefs don't make people better, actions are another matter. Dan has doubted himself all his life, trying to drown out the shining and grief with alcohol for many years, almost forgetting who he is. He was already ready to give up, disappear, as if he had never existed, because that's what you can't call life. At least that's what he thought before he met the charming girl who saved him; who charmed him and inspired him with her everyday actions, — Dan was ready to change even though he knew he would never see you again.

He doesn't look for you for long, with the help of his gift it comes quite easily. Watching you from the window of his house with a loving look, hopes that you will meet again someday. He tries to please you and buy with his meager salary of a caretaker everything you want or have wanted for a long time, even if you don't even know each other then. Dan thinks about the first meeting for a long time and quickly, after almost three years of watching you, decides on it. He knows absolutely everything about you — his beloved, — and will be ready to apply it in action.

Dan hopes that you will calm him down after frequent nightmares. But all dreams are shattered by reality when he reads your thoughts, even though he promised never to do it again. He is touched by your angry thoughts about him and the fact that you don't like him at all. Again the same pain, to experience whose unbearable. Torrance does not break down, he can be easily calmed down with simple hugs. Dan loves it when you call him «teddy bear» — his favorite nickname, which is a delight to listen to.

"I am happy that you helped me and put me on my feet, my love."

***

Curt Wild — possessive, gentle and obsessive yandere.

The performance was supposed to be great — manager prepared script was perfect, there was no doubt that all the news would be teeming with their kiss. Curt was ready to perform in such a way that everyone started talking about him again, and with a vengeance. However, he did not expect at all during the fatal actions and kiss that he would open his eyes and see a girl standing alone near the stage, watching what was happening with obvious dissatisfaction. At that moment, it seemed to him that anger would burst out, and Wilde would really throw another tantrum, but only... it took him a while to realize that he was attracted to you. Kurt had never experienced this before, — it was something completely new for him and his consciousness.

He was worried about some questions about you that Curt wanted to solve, and not that it was so difficult: your friend was a fan of his, who went to almost every concert, which only went to hand. Wild quickly realized that this way he would be able to achieve a lot and learn more information — about your favorite colors, music, movies, life in general, — what he would constantly think about during concerts, imagining your beautiful lips during kisses, and not Brian's tinted and curved lips. He will be waiting for you after the concert on the roof, where you don't want to come, but you have to because of the security.

Curt just wants to be loved sincerely by at least someone, no matter whether it's a man or a woman. He just wants to feel those hugs and stop pretending to be so outrageous, even if he continues to perform — those hugs when he puts his head on your shoulder and squeezes tightly. He constantly says that he is doing everything right and that he will never hurt you, making frequent gifts with a smile on his face. Curt tries to show his good side, hoping that you will never encourage his nervousness, hysteria and self-doubt.

"You can be my sweetheart."

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viridiansworld · 3 years

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Pairing: Jisung x Original Fem Character(Ginger)

Word Count: 9.4k

K Song Recs(I’m obsessed): Sober by Junny, It's You by Sam Kim, For You by LeeHi

Warnings: 18+ only, non idol AU, NSFW, smut, unprotected sex, fluff, happy ending, mentions if toxic family

Synopsis: Ginger finds herself helping her best guy friend Jisung pull one over on his family: pretending to be his fake girlfriend. What could possibly go wrong?

Note: Can be read alone but overlap in the same universe as the other 'A Very Merry Skzmas' stories.

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"I really don't understand what they want from me." Jisung was venting to Ginger as she handed him his Americano.

"I guess that's family for you, they always set expectations and if you don't meet them then you get grilled about it. It's your life, You should be able to do what you want. At least that's how I feel about it, but I don't have those problems, my family is non-existent. It's a blessing and a curse."

Jisung had come to the book cafe like every morning to grab his coffee and do a little bit of work. He has lots of emails to check but today he needed to send weekly guitar lesson schedules to his students . On top of all his usual work he was also working on booking shows for Christmas but he was struggling with whether to accept offers.

Every year Jisung booked himself full for Christmas parties, restaurants, holiday festivals, you name it! He made great money doing it. Normally he didn't do anything for the holidays other than work but this year his family had been pestering him almost constantly to come home for Christmas. When his best friend Chan said he wanted everyone to come together for Christmas it made it even worse. He couldn't go back home to see Chan and not go see his family. There was one huge problem though... his family may be under the impression that he had a girlfriend.

"I always just lie and say that I'm seeing somebody to get outta stuff, but to actually have to go home and be around them? They're going to want to see pictures, they're going to want to know who this person is and I have no actual person to fill that spot!" Jisung was definitely panicking.

Ginger had been the barista at the book Cafe for as long as Jisung had been going there. Which was a really long time honestly, and they quickly became friends over the years. Ginger finished making Jisungs Americano and handed it to him. He went and sat at the bar to give Ginger time to clear out the line that was forming behind him. Once the morning rush had cleared out she started wiping down the counters and came back over to where he was seated.

"Well I hate to say this but ... it's what you get when you play with fire. Telling your lies definitely hasn't paid off now. "

Jisung stopped typing up an email to look at Ginger "Scold me all you want! I have tough skin." He smirked and quirked his eyebrow.

"I won't scold you anymore" she laughed "It's like you just need somebody to pretend to be your girlfriend for Christmas. It would satisfy your parents and then you could carry on with the rest of your life and maybe they'll step off your case for a little bit." She wiped the rest of the counter down before heading to clean up some of the dirty dishes that had piled up during the rush.

"Yeah, yeah, fake girlfriend" Jisung rolled his eyes and shook his head. What an insane idea. He didn't even know a single person who knew him well enough to do that even if he wanted to...well he had one friend. He looked over at Ginger, the plan forming in his mind already.

"Ginger whens my birthday?" He asked

"Uh...September 14th." Ginger was working on brewing a new pot of their medium roast and paused to look at Jisung with a confused face.

Han closed his laptop and gave her his full attention. "My favorite dessert?"

"Cheesecake....are we playing 20 questions?"

"Kind of... Favorite season?"

"Winter. What do I win if I get all these right?" She crossed her arms

"I don't know yet but keep going, what's my favorite color?"

"Red. Whatever I win better be good." She purses her lips and leaned against the counter.

"Ok let me think....oh! What's the most embarrassing thing that happened to me as a kid?"

"Your middle school crush Penny something the other hugged you and your braces got stuck in her sweater. You ripped a hole in her sweater and she about ripped your braces out" Ginger started chuckling to herself uncontrollably.

"Damnit...of course you remember that" he laughed with her. "Ok, final question, you ready?"

"Hit me."

"Will you be my fake girlfriend?"

Ginger about fell out in the floor. "I was joking about that!! Are you crazy?"

"Its genius though! I don't have anybody else I can ask to fill in like that! Nobody knows me like you! I don't have any other friends that can do it, its perfect! We already have a shit ton of pictures together cause you come to my shows with your friends on the reg" Jisung was talking with his hands looking like a mad man. "You aren't doing anything for Christmas so you would be free! The sign on the door said the shop is closing on the 21st until the new year! It's perfect Ginger!"

"I am your friend and I do know a lot about you... but I am not saying that I need to pretend to be your girlfriend. And my Christmas plans are fine the way they are. Me, a bottle of rum, and my bed. That's the perfect Christmas." She couldn't believe he actually wanted to do the fake girlfriend thing. So what if she knew him pretty well, that didn't qualify her to put on an Emmy winning performance as his fake girlfriend.

"Okay well first those Christmas plans sound terrible because who wants to be hung over for Christmas... But second... it'll be fun! It's a free trip, and you'll get to meet my crackhead friends."

Ginger came over to the bar and leaned against it, leveling herself with Jisung "You have to be shitting me. You want me to come and spend the holidays with your family and friends in your middle of nowhere small town all while pretending to be your girlfriend? You're calling that fun?"

"....yeah?" He smiled his toothy smile and turned on his sparkly eyes. "Ginger... please just think about it. If you do this for me I will owe you a huge favor. You've been wanting to start your own cafe, I would be free entertainment for your cafe anytime you wanted!"

"Don't tease me about this Jisung, you know I'm serious about this cafe. I'm literally waiting on the owners to call me back any day now about whether they're going to sell to me or not."

"I'm serious Ginger! I will keep that promise to you! Please just ...think about it. I wouldn't leave until the 21st, which just so happens to be when the shop is closing anyway!" He waggled his eyebrows, "And we'll only be there for a couple days before Christmas so we can get it over with quick... 5 nights max, then we'd come back home."

Ginger worried her bottom lip between her teeth."... I'll think about it. Can I tell you tomorrow if I want to do it or not?"

"Yes!" Jisung slapped his hand on the bar. "Thank you! Okay, I'm going to head out and leave you to think about it...but I will see you tomorrow." He winked as he grabbed his laptop and Americano before leaving. Ginger groaned internally, what had she gotten herself into?

The rest of Ginger's day flew by before she closed up for the evening She stopped by her favorite Chinese food place to grab dinner. Making it back to her apartment she took a quick shower, put on cozy clothes and then dug into her Chinese food.

She grabbed a piece of paper and in between bites of her sweet and sour pork she wrote down pros and cons to being Jisungs fake girlfriend.

Pros

1. Free holiday trip

2. All the perks of being a girlfriend without any of the responsibility

3. Free live entertainment for your future cafe

4. might be fun?

Cons

1. Having to be a fake girlfriend

2. Not having free entertainment for your future cafe

3. Not getting a free holiday trip

4. Might be miserable from lying

The pros and cons were bleak, leaving Ginger to ponder while she finished her dinner. By the time she had finished eating she still hadn't been able to decide which way to go. This led her to go digging into her junk drawer in the kitchen to find a quarter. She decided to let fate decide.

"Okay, heads I go... Tails I stay... "Ginger took a deep breath before flipping the coin up in the air. She let it land in her hand and then smacked the kitchen counter. Slowly she pulled her hand away.

Heads.

The car ride to his hometown was long but it was filled with lots of car karaoke which was fun. When Ginger had told Jisung she accepted his offer hat next morning at the coffee shop he literally threw his fist in the air like Bender from the Breakfast Club in the closing scene. He was standing in the coffee line getting crazy looks from the customers behind him. He had immediately texted his mom and his friend Chan while he was there to tell them they were both coming for Christmas.

He picked her up the morning of the 21st and they were off. Jisung had done some quick Christmas shopping for his family and gotten everybody something. Ginger wanted to be helpful so she made her apple cider donut cake to bring along. If there was one thing she knew, the best way to win people over was through their stomachs.

With only a few hours left in their trip Jisung turned the music down. "So we should probably figure out our dating story. We may be in for an interrogation from my family...they were already texting me questions about you."

Ginger stomach rolled, now that she was here on her way to Jisungs hometown the nerves were hitting. "Oh god...okay...let's see...I think we should stick to the truth to make it easier for us. Cause what if we get separated? We don't want to tell two different stories."

"How do we tell the truth? This is all one big lie." Jisung asked. Ginger wanted to slap his adorable cheek for not helping her nerves.

"I mean yeah, it is a lie, but like...we met at the coffee shop 3 years ago. That's true. Our first date can be....that Post Malone concert we went to! That was really the first thing we went and did together outside of going to the bar and your gigs." Ginger was going to be better at this than she thought.

"Thank God youre the brains of the operation, this is coming together." Jisung jokes sending a smirk Gingers way. She shook her head and nudged his shoulder playfully.

"Atleast one of us has a brain." She fired back.

Jisung laughed before continuing, "Ok we met at the coffee shop, our first date was the Post Malone concert... Hm, how long should we say we've been together? Cuz dating versus being together are two different things."

"Well...how long have you been telling them lies about seeing someone?" Ginger proded.

"Uhhhh....for like 2 years."

"Jisung!" Ginger slapped his arm playfully. "You're awful!!!"

"I know! I know! I'm sorry! I just...like working? I don't know, I just don't ever care about going home. So we atleast gotta be dating for 2 years."

"Okay, we met 3 years ago at the cafe, we casually dated (aka all our hangout sessions) then we got serious 2 years ago." Ginger summarized. "Who asked who?"

"Oh definitely you, you're the decisive one, I'm too indecisive. You asked me to make it official for sure."

They finished planning out their fake dating timeline and got back to listening to music. Just as they passed city limits the sun was starting to go down. By the time they got to Jisungs parents house it was completely dark. His parents lived off the main road tucked away in the trees. A gravel road wound a path to the 2 story house in the woods. Several cars were parked out front, all of Jisungs family from cousins, aunt, uncles, to grandparents were here. Ginger had made Jisung help her memorize names before they got there. She might be a fake girlfriend but she was going to be the best fake girlfriend there ever was.

Parking his truck he asked "You ready?"

"As I'll ever be dear." Ginger teased. Inside her stomach was doing backflips but on the outside she was keeping it together.

They got out of the car and started getting their bags from the backseat. Ginger grabbed her cake, making sure to grab the one thing that could help her first impression. They left the Christmas presents for his family, they'd get them later. Before they could even make it up the sidewalk to the wrap around porch the front door was opening and people were pouring out, all with excited faces.

"Jisung! My baby is home!" An older woman wrapped Jisung into a huge warm bear hug.

"Hi mom." He softly said and embraced her back. Her eyes fell on Ginger quickly and she was pulling herself off Jisung leaving him to greet his dad and siblings.

"You must be Ginger!" Mrs. Han embraced Ginger quickly before pulling away "We're so excited to finally meet the mysterious significant other who keeps our Jisung away all the time." It was a little backhanded but Ginger honestly couldn't blame her. Jisung had set her up for a rough job. Good thing being the significant other meant goading your partner from time to time.

"Mrs. Han it's so wonderful to finally meet you." Ginger has sat her bag down and grabbed one if Mrs. Hans hands, playing up the dramatics "I am so sorry it's taken 2 years for us to meet. I...I have no family and I'm not well versed in family dynamics... I always told Jisung to come and see you all for the holidays but he never wanted me to be alone. He's...he's helped me see the beauty in family and I'm really excited to have a family Christmas for the first time in almost a decade. Thank you for opening up your home to me. I can't wait to get to know every single one if you." The soft sincere eyes were turned on, really selling the act. Mrs. Han immediately pulled Ginger back in for a second hug.

"Oh my dear, I had no idea, Jisungs never shared anything with us...We're going to make sure this Christmas is extra special." Mrs. Han released Ginger and asked if she could help carry anything.

"I brought my apple cider donut cake for everyone. " Ginger offered her the cake to carry.

"That sounds divine! It won't last long I'm sure."

"Quick introductions," Jisung slid in by Ginger as they made their way onto the porch. "Ginger you met my mom, this is my dad, that's my sister Lina, these are my cousins Johnny, Mark, Haechan, Seulgi and Wendy. My aunt Tae and my Uncle Gon, my aunt Stacy and Uncle Jack, my Grandma Betty, and last but not least the family dog Bbama."

Ginger swallowed hard "N-nice to meet you all." That was a lot of people and Jisung wasn't lying when he said his family was big. They all greeted her with hugs and smiles before filing back into he house.

"Im sure that drive was long and y'all are ready to settle in. Let's take your bags upstairs. Everyone can start getting to know each other later." Mrs Han dropped the cake off in the kitchen first and then led the way up the stairs with Jisung and Ginger following behind.

"Here we are!" Mrs. Han led then into a spacious guest room with a joining bathroom. It was decorated in gray and white and was very cozy. "You both can get cleaned up and relax for a little bit, I'm going to get dinner started. Come down whenever and grab a bite if you'd like."

Mrs Han stopped by Jisung and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm so happy you're here." she then headed to Ginger. She reached out and gently squeezed her arm giving her a warm smile and nod before leaving then to themselves. Ginger may have put on an act to sway Mrs Han just a few minutes ago but there was definitely some truth to her not having any family. They were estranged, Ginger hadn't dealt with them in years. Christmas wasnt a time spent with family for her, it was usually spent laying around getting to be lazy and not being bothered by anybody. So this was definitely a different pace for her.

Jisung had a very tight knit family and they obviously cared about him a lot since they were always eager for him to come back home and spend time with them. Even if he was hard-headed and put his career above everything else they were still asking about his life, checking up on him, and inviting him to thing's. Ginger couldn't help but wonder what that felt like to have people who cared like that.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom real quick." Ginger left her bags by the bed and locked herself in the bathroom for a moment. She wanted to clear her head. She braced herself against the bathroom counter and looked into the mirror. First meeting went pretty good, she thought to herself. Now just the rest of Christmas to go.

Jisung hadn't thought a lot about anything past getting to his parents. But now standing in the guest room looking at the queen bed against the wall he quickly realized that he might not have thought this plan through entirely.

They hadn't discussed sleeping arrangements.

He decided that he would just sleep on the floor and she could sleep on the bed. He knew where the linen closet was and he went to grab extra blankets to make himself a pallet. Getting on his knees he spread out he blankets and built his makeshift bed.

"What are you doing?" Ginger asked, her eyebrows ruffled together. She had come out of the bathroom to an odd site of Han on his knees making a...nest? on the floor.

"Well I figured you could sleep in the bed.. and I'll sleep on the floor." Han broke out into a cold sweat, suddenly nervous talking about the sleeping arrangements.

Ginger flushed realizing that they hadn't talked about the sleeping arrangements at all. They were in a fake 2 year relationship. Of course his family would think they were sleeping together.

"What if somebody comes in our room and sees you sleeping on the floor? That's weird right? Operation fake girlfriend could be sabotaged." Ginger didn't want to make things worse for him or herself. "I mean ...Why can't we both just sleep in the bed? There's plenty of room." Ginger didn't really have any reservations about staying here with him alone... in a bed... inside his parents house. She internally groaned at herself. "Sleeping in a bed isn't all that much different from when we fall asleep on my couch while watching a movie, right? You'll have your side and I'll have mine." Ginger used rational thoughts to justify it, trying to half convince herself that she wasn't a little embarrassed about the situation.

"You're sure?" Jisung asked, unsure about the whole thing himself. He was sweating bullets at this point. Falling asleep on the couch was one thing but laying next to each other in bed was another.

"I'm positive. Stop making your bird's nest and let's unpack." She tried some humor to ease the tension. At least tried to.

He shook his head and began picking up the blankets and folding them to take back to the linen closet. Ginger had grabbed her suitcase and began sorting through her stuff.

"You're absolutely sure?" Jisung asked one more time pausing at the door before he took the blankets back to the linen closet.

"YES!" Ginger threw a pair of socks at him as he darted out the door.

"Okay!!!" He laughed as he walked down the hall. This is fine, Jisung. He thought to himself, trying to not be bothered by the thought of laying in bed with Ginger, but somehow he was finding himself very bothered... specifically hot and bothered.

They had finished unpacking and Ginger was so nervous she wasn't hungry so she stayed in their room while Jisung went and grabbed food downstairs. She ended up taking a bubble bath thinking it would ease some of her anxiety. Jisung was on the other end of the spectrum, not nervous at all and was stuffing his face with his mom's famous macaroni and cheese.

He wound up staying downstairs and talking late into the night with everyone. Catching up on years of missed family events. Jisung felt a little shitty hearing about everyone's milestones and having not been around to see it all himself. Everyone was sitting around the living room in various spots while Christmas music softly played from his parents old vinyl record player that was in the corner.

"Well you know what our plans are for Christmas eve and you're going to Chans on Christmas day, what are you and Ginger wanting to do the rest of the time your here?" Hans mother asked as she came back with a tray full of hot chocolates for everyone.

"Well....I actually have two shows at the bar in town....if you guys wanna come?" He asked grabbing one of the hot mugs from the tray. "There's one tomorrow and the night after."

"We can actually see you perform for once!?" His dad perked up from his spot by the fireplace. "Count me in!"

"And me!"

"Yeah, me too!"

"Can we maybe go ice skating? Like we used to when we were kids?" Jisungs sister Lina asked.

All of his family was so excited to see him play and that made him feel even more shitty. He didn't share any of his life with them. He didn't send pictures, he didn't send videos. Nothing. They probably hadn't seen him perform since he was in high school.

"Alright what else are we gonna do the next couple of days?"

"Yes! Absolutely!!!" Jisung was way to excited about that one. They would go ice skating alot when he was growing up. He had been pretty good at it too.

"We gotta go to the gingerbread village too. All the Christmas lights are so pretty." Jisungs cousin Seulgi spoke up.

"Can we go to the brewery? Cause as much as I love the idea of ice skating and Christmas lights, I like beer more." Jisungs cousin Johnny chimed in.

Jisungs family planned out 2 days jam packed with things they were going to do. For Christmas Eve the family was planning to do dinner and open presents after. Christmas morning they would have breakfast and chill out all day long, except for Ginger and Jisung since they were going to Chans for dinner. They had 4 days to keep their fake relationship charade going. So far so good.

Jisung found himself yawning after hours of talking with his family. Ginger had never come downstairs so he figured she must have gone to bed.

"I think I'm gunna go head to bed, Ginger probably already passed." Jisung stood up and stretched.

"Okay honey," Jisungs mom got up to hug him "I'll have breakfast ready in the morning at 9, I'm sure she'll be starving."

Everybody told him goodnight as he headed back upstairs. Once upstairs he opened the bedroom door as softly as he could. The night stand lamp was on, casting a warm glow around the room. Ginger was curled up in bed sleeping peacefully. She had been reading a book but it was now laying flat on her chest. She was sleeping in some black white plaid flannel pajamas and that made Jisung stop in his tacks.

Pajamas.

He didn't bring pajamas! HE WAS AN IDIOT. He normally slept naked, it was only him in his apartment, he didn't have anything to worry about. He packed his bag like he was some bachelor without a care in the world. This is what he got for not thinking about the sleeping arrangement beforehand. He only had jeans, no sweatpants, no nothing....he had boxers...he'd sleep in his boxers.

He got ready for bed, taking time in the bathroom to pull himself together. This was fine. Ginger and him had been to a few pool parties over the summers. They'd seen each other in swim suits. Swim trunks and boxers weren't too different. He opened the bathroom door and expected to find Ginger still in bed sleeping.

"Jisung!" She squeaked. She was standing on the other side of the door with her hand raised about to knock. Ginger took in the site of Jisungs broud chest and lean muscled arms. She had woken up because she has to use the bathroom. She was half awake about to knock on the door, not expecting to find a naked Jisung surprising her.

"Ginger! Shit I'm sorry! I- You see- The thing- It's not-" he stumbled over every thought he kept trying to say. He pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I forgot pajamas." He said flatly.

She couldn't help but face palm herself. "Well...okay then." She couldn't even think straight with Jisung standing here. Her eyes traveled his body, noticing how his trim waist had the delicious "V" leading into his boxer briefs that were molded to his skin, cupping him snuggly, leaving little to the imagination. They had seen each other before. She knew what he looked like shirtless, but... This was different. She'd always found Jisung attractive. He had a stunning smile, his jawline was devastatingly handsome, and his body was....to be blunt, it was sinful. They might have been friends only but she wasn't blind. He was hot.

"See, I should have kept making my damn nest earlier. This is getting weird for you and-"

"Jisung." Ginger interrupted

"Yeah?" He said softly, neither of them had moved an inch since he opened the door.

"It's fine. I need to pee and then I wanna go back to bed. It's no big deal. So if you can get out, I'd appreciate it." Ginger wiped the sleep from her eyes and waited for Jisung to move so she could enter the bathroom. "We're adults. I know what anatomy you have, you know what I have. Big deal." She played it off. Ginger shut the bathroom door leaving Jisung standing in his underwear.

Little did he know that on the other side of that bathroom door, Ginger was having horribly dirty thoughts about the large bulge that she just saw. She leaned her head against the door pulling herself together.

Jisung had crawled into bed and was curled up on his side facing away from Gingers side of the bed. After coming out of the bathroom she got in and did the same, putting their backs against each other.

"Goodnight..." She said quietly

"Ginger you look beautiful!" Mrs. Han complimented as Ginger came into the kitchen. Everyone was getting ready to head to the bar to see Jisung play. After a very restless night of sleep knowing that mere inches from her Jisung was practically naked Ginger had gotten up early and made herself some coffee. Mrs. Han was the next to be up and that led to Ginger helping her make breakfast for everyone. They played a game of get to know one another while it was just the two of them in the kitchen. Ginger found Jisungs mom to be such a sweet woman. She was practically perfect, like a TV mom. Ginger learned more about Jisung as a teenager from Mrs Han. They decided to keep all the embarrassing stories their little secrets. Soon everyone trickled down into the kitchen and began to eat. After breakfast they had a a jam packed day planned with activities. One being ice skating. Ginger just so happened to be awful at ice skating. Jisung on the other hand was practically an Olympic ice skater. After falling down multiple times Ginger was ready to call it a day and just go watch everyone from the sidelines but Jisung wouldn't let her. He pulled her back out onto the ice and held her hand for balance. He talked her through it and after an hour of his teachings she was finally able to skate without falling and stop when she needed to.

"Goodnight." He replied back.

The whole family had headed home afterwards to get cleaned up and eat dinner before heading to the bar for Jisungs show that night. Jisung had gone early to set up and do soundcheck. He insisted Ginger stayed with his family and come to the bar when they came. His set started at 930 so it was about time to leave.

"Thank you Mrs Han." Ginger blushed, grateful for the kind compliment.

"Ride with us Ginger!" Jisungs sister Lina clung onto Gingers arm. "Let's go!" She ushered her out the door with everyone else following. They loaded up into their cars and headed into town. Lina drove and made Ginger sit shotgun.

"So I have to say, I've never seen Jisung act this way before, the way he acts around you...he's...light hearted...happier."

"Oh!" Ginger was a little stunned. "I guess I only know one version of Jisung. I'm sure you guys know him better than me."

"Maybe I'm saying this wrong" Lina chuckled, "What I'm meaning is I've never seen my brother in love.... it's nice to see him happy. So, thank you for making him happy."

"He....makes me happy too." Gingers stomach was full of butterflies. Did Jisung care for her? In more than a friend way? The rest of the car ride was small chat but Ginger couldn't help but keep thoughts of Jisung in the back of her mind.

Once at the bar they had to put a few tables together to have one big enough to seat them all together. They all got drinks and waited for Jisungs set. The bar was decorated with Christmas decor, it was cute. Ginger didn't know what to expect once they got into town but it was quant. Lina had even pointed out Jisungs old hangouts and told her more embarrassing stories from his childhood to add to Gingers ever growing vault of hilarious Jisung stories to bring up to him in the future.

"Good evening everybody!" A familiar voice came over the speakers. Jisung had come on stage and slipped his guitar over his head. "I'm Han Jisung, I see a lot of familiar faces from highschool out there, so you might remember me. I had a guitar strapped to me back then and obviously not much has changed!" The audience chuckled with his corny joke. "Let's all have a good time tonight!" He led right into his set and didn't stop playing for over an hour. Ginger had seen Jisung play tons of times before but each time she was always amazed at his voice. She sung along the whole time, enjoying every second of seeing him in his element. Jisung played a few slow songs and and each time the dance floor filled up with couples who slow danced, swaying to the music.

"Let's go dance!" Haechan, Jisungs cousin, held his hand out for Ginger to take as the next slow song came on. Ginger took him up on the offer, putting her hand in his. He twirled her once on the dance floor before placing her hands on his shoulders and letting his hands rest on her waist. She hadn't slow danced with anybody in a long time. It felt strange to be held in somebody's arms like this. Her last relationship was years ago and she just fooled around every now again. Nothing romantic. As they swayed and turned, Jisung came into view over Haechan's shoulder. Their eyes locked and the corner of Jisungs mouth turned up. That beautiful smile that could make your stomach flip. Ginger found herself suddenly wishing that Ryan was Jisung instead. She thought of the lean muscled arms that she saw last night while standing in the bathroom doorway wrapping around her holding her close, how it would feel to laynher head on his muscled chest...The song ended and so did Gingers day dream about Jisung. Reality crashing a little too hard for her liking.

The rest of the night flew by. Jisung finished his set and his family decided to head back to the house. Ginger decided to stay and wait for Jisung as he finished packing his equipment. She found a seat at the bar. Pulling out her phone she got distracted by her Instagram feed, seeing all the things everybody was doing for the holidays.

A shrill laugh drew Gingers attention, she turned to see what was happening. Jisung was leaning against the wall talking to a blonde haired girl. She was laughing at something he said. She took advantage of the moment and reached out to touch Jisungs arm. It wasn't a friendly touch either. It was one of those flirty touches. To test the waters, see how far she could push the boundaries, check if he's interested kind of touches. Jisung leaned in closer to this girl and Ginger decided she had seen enough, she didn't want to see more. She quickly slipped on her jacket and headed to wait by the car. The icy winter air that hit her as soon as she stepped outside helped cool her off. Why was she feeling so....jealous? This was her best guy friend. She had seen him flirt with girls before. Why did it bother her now?

"I'm tired. Ready to go to bed." She stared out the window at the houses passing by. She couldn't enjoy the beautiful Christmas lights for all the frustration she was feeling towards Jisung. Unwarranted frustration, but frustration none the less. Jisung didn't ask anything more the rest of the way back to his parents. Once they arrived, Ginger headed directly upstairs.

The car ride home was awkward. Jisung had come out of the bar to find her by his truck. It was freezing outside and he was confused as to why she hadn't waited inside for him. When he asked her why, she was short with him.

Jisung watched as she climbed the stairs without a word. He was hoping they could stay up and watch a movie or something but he figured that was off the table now. Hopefully tomorrow Ginger would feel better he thought to himself as he walked into the kitchen. His stomach growled as he opened the fridge searching for something to tie him over.

"Hey! You're back!" Jisung peaked over the fridge door to see his cousin Johnny. He must have come downstairs for the same reason Jisung was there. They both ended up raiding the fridge and made them a spread of late night snacks.

"You'll never believe who I ran into after the show." Jisung said as they started digging in.

"Who?"

"Penny freakin Peterson." Jisung laughed

"Oh God Jisung not Penny Peterson!" Ryan shook his head and laughed. "She was the worst girlfriend you ever had in highschool, she was so much drama."

"Ugh, I could slap 16 year old Jisung. My idiot brain only cared that she was the hottest girl in school."

"Well Ginger is perfect for you. 16 year old Jisung can be forgiven for being an idiot, he figured it out eventually."

"Y-yeah, she's really amazing." Jisung couldn't help but think back to earlier at the bar. He was singing one of his slow songs for the night and Haechan had asked Ginger to dance. Seeing her dance with another man made him feel...odd inside. He found himself wishing it was him swaying to the music with Ginger in the dim bar lights with all the tacky Christmas decorations.

"Yall have been together for two years, you thought about...you know... marriage?"

Jisung choked on the mouthful of food he had just shoveled in. Coughing he finally caught his breathe.

"Uh-no." He squeaked out "Not exactly. We're not in any rush I guess you could say."

"Hey, that's okay too, I was just curious." Johnny chuckled. "Don't stress about it" he patted Jisung on the back. "Imma go back to bed but I'll see ya tomorrow for all the other Christmas shenanigans they're gunna drag us to. Goodnight man!

"G'night!" Jisung finished off his snack and put their dishes in the sink before heading upstairs to bed himself.

"Knock knock!" Lina poked her head in the door. "How ya feelin?"

Ginger had woken up the next morning saying she didn't feel well. It was a lie but it was part of her plan. She had decided the less time spent with the Han family the better. She just needed to make it 3 more days and she'd be back home. She wouldn't be playing fake girlfriend, she wouldnt be laying in bed next to an almost naked Jisung every night, she wouldn't be making friendship's with Jisungs family, she'd be back in the comfort of her own home, all alone, where her heart couldn't be potentially broken-and she'd have her bottle of rum for company! Lina being the angel she was, had decided to stay at the house with her all day, despite Ginger begging her to go with her family.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks for checking on me." Ginger had been watching videos on her phone trying to distract herself but it wasn't working. She kept thinking about that girl at the bar last night and how Jisung had leaned down. What had he said that made her laugh so much? Did he like her? Ginger mentally scolded herself, she was the fake girlfriend, she shouldn't care. Why did she care so much?

"She alive still?" Ginger heard Jisungs voice out in the hall. Lina opened the door the rest of the way as Jisung approached.

"I've taken good care of her all day. She's still alive." Lina joked moving out of the way as Jisung came into their shared bedroom.

"Hey" Jisung sat on the edge of the bed. "You feeling better? You wanna come to he bar tonight?"

"I don't know..." Ginger toyed with the sting of her hoodie nervously.

"Johnny said Penny Peterson was there last night." Lina spoke up while laughing

"Ugh, that was so weird. She's still shallow and pretentious. You should have heard the crap she was saying! I faked being nauseous just to get away from her."

Ginger remembered seeing Jisung lean down. He must have been fake heaving. Not leaning down to get closer to Penny, but leaning over to pretend being sick.

"Penny Peterson?" Ginger asked "The Penny from the sweater incident when you were a kid?"

"Yeah!! That's the one!" Lina started laughing. "Jisung dated her in high school and oh boy, was that ever a hot mess."

"I was an idiot! I know! She got bored and broke up with me after a few months, thank goodness!" Jisung rubbed his face. "Being an idiot was kind of my forte as a kid."

"I noticed." Ginger giggled. Relief washed over her knowing he wasn't flirting with this girl from the bar. She then got mad at herself for missing out on a fun day with him and his family over a dumb misunderstanding.

"You faked being nauseous, you mad bastard, that's genius!" Lina was laughing so hard she clutched onto he doorway.

"I think I do want to go to the bar tonight." Ginger spoke up. Jisung who had been laughing with Lina immediately perked up at the prospect of having Ginger come to his second show.

"Really!?" He didn't want her to push herself to far. "If it's too much don't worry."

This time Ginger got ready and left with Jisung. He went to set up and do a quick soundcheck. She held a table for his family while she waited for them to arrive. It was the day before Christmas Eve and the bar was busier than Ginger expected.

"No I want to, I think I was just really worn out from ice skating yesterday. Ive rested all day, I'm feeling much better." One more lie couldn't hurt at this point. He didn't need to know she had been jealous.

"Holy shit! If it isn't ol' squirrely himself!" A booming voice drew Gingers attention up from her phone screen. A broad shouldered guy in a leather jacket was up near the small stage talking to Jisung. A girl was with him, she had her arm looped around his. So they must be together.

"I see you're still hooked on nicknames Binnie." Jisung stepped off the stage and gave him a quick hug. "Kandi, you and Binnie finally make the love connection, huh?" Jisung elbowed the girl in the side playfully. I bet Chan is loving it! Took you two dumbasses long enough!"

"Yeah, yeah, apparently everybody else got the memo before us, but we finally got it, okay!" She rolled her eyes laughing along with Jisung. "We heard through the grapevine you were performing tonight, we wanted to come and see."

"My whole family should be here soon, you guys wanna sit with them? My girlfriend is saving a table for everyone."

Hearing Jisung say 'my girlfriend' made Gingers heart tighten. She found herself liking it more than she should. Jisung turned and made eye contact with Ginger, shooting her a dazzling smile as he pulled his friends over. They all made introductions and soon we're engrossed in conversation about Jisung and him growing up here. Gingers book of tales about Jisung kept growing. First his mom, then his sister, and now from his friends.

"Then he had to stay home from school for 3 days and take baths in tomato juice. We made him ride in the back of my old truck all the way home." Changbin slapped the table as he laughed

"So that's why he hates skunks so much!" Ginger had finally figured out Jisungs hatred for skunks. Him and his friends had gone camping one time and a skunk decided to pay Jisung a visit in his tent. It obviously didn't go well. Soon Jisungs family arrived and the reunion between Changbin and them commenced. Jisung squeezed Gingers shoulder, smiling down at her when she turned in his direction. With a quick wink he left the table and headed back up to the stage to get ready and play his set.

Apparently Changbin had been away for the past 6 years so it was a pretty big deal that he was here. Him and Kandi were obviously pretty smitten with one another. They held hands, Kandi would trace the pattern of Changbins hand tattoo every little bit. He would watch her when she wasn't looking, you could see how much he loved her just by how he looked at her. The longing that she felt in her gut told Ginger that she wanted that too.

The same as the night before, Jisung threw in some slow songs and Ginger watched all the couples swaying to the music. The bar was even more crowded tonight so if you wanted a drink you had to go get it from the bartender. Ginger had finished her first drink and decided to get a second one. She left the table, making her way to the bar. Placing her order she waited patiently.

"Yeah I slid in his DMs last night. He wants me. Definitely going to seal the deal tonight." Ginger overhead the conversation beside her and noticed a familiar blonde head facing away from her. "Jisung came home for the holidays so I'm going to give him a very Merry Christmas."

Gingers stomach rolled. Her head filled with thoughts of all the things Jisung had said about this Penny person. Was he lying? Ginger and him were in a fake relationship, he could talk to anybody he wanted to. He didn't answer to her. But why did it hurt so bad knowing he was talking to this other girl? Ginger got her drink and headed back to the table. Everybody was enamoured by the show but she was practically a ghost sitting in her chair, she didn't want to interact with anybody. She just needed to make it to the end and then make it back to Jisungs parents. She didn't wanna be in the same room as Jisung or Penny.

Jisung was almost finished with his last song. Ginger excused herself to the bathroom. She was so uncomfortable she was practically crawling out of her skin. This had been a horrible idea. It started out harmless but obviously Ginger had stronger feelings for Jisung than she ever realized. She mae her way to the girls bathroom and once inside locked the door. She needed a moment, she was so overwhelmed by all these new feelings.

She stood in front of the sink and looked into the mirror, it had a string of silver garland hung over it. She stared at herself contemplating what she was doing, what she was feeling, everything that was making her stomach roll. She could hear Jisungs set finish and soon people were knocking on the bathroom door.

"Occupied!" She called out. Not sure if she could even face Jisung right now if she went out there.

"Move! Move I said!" A loud voice could be heard outside.

"excuse you!?" Somebody sassed back at the voice.

"Excuse yourself!" A voice got louder and louder outside the bathroom door until BANG BANG BANG

"Ginger it's Kandi! Open up!"

Ginger flinched. Not expecting such an aggressive entrance. Ginger unlocked the door and let Kandi in quickly. "Hurry up in there!" Somebody called out. Kandi ignored it and locked the door behind them.

"What's going on? Your whole mood shifted earlier. I wanted to make sure you were ok." Ginger leaned against the door watching Ginger as she rung her hands.

"It's a complicated story..." Ginger didn't know Kandi very well and she didn't want to blow the whole charade.

"Look, if anybody gets complicated, it's me. My dumb ass let the love of my life slip through my fingers for 6 years. I literally don't know what the hell I'm doing but at least I'm with him now." Kandi smiled a soft smile, "we may not be friends....yet that is...but I would love to be here for you if your upset over something."

Ginger felt like Kandi was a safe person to open up to "Well...I think Jisung and Penny Peterson have something going on....she was talking at the bar and I heard her say she was in his DMs and him and her were going to..." Her voice cracked and tears sprang to her eyes but she held them back.

"What!" Kandi's voice was shrill, "No way, Jisung can't stand her! No way in hell! That bitch is crazy, I just put her in her place the other night for talking shit about Binnie, ohhhhhh she is messing with the wrong crowd, I swear-"

BANG BANG BANG somebody else knocked on the door.

"Hey everything ok?" Jisungs deep voice ringing out.

"Talk to him, Penny is a psycho snake. Jisung would never want anything to do with her. You guys talk and me.... I'm gunna go pay Penny Peterson another visit." Kandi unlocked the door and slowly opened it. "She's all yours squirrely."

"Some of us need to use the restroom!" A girl complained in line.

"Then use the men's!" Kandi barked as she let Jisung in and walked back down the hall.

"What's up?" Jisung locked the door behind him and then gave his full attention to Ginger.

"I- I don't know Jisung. Things are... different now. I feel... different." Ginger felt Jisungs eyes on her but she was too nervous to make eye contact with him.

"Things are different how?" He pressed, stepping closer to Ginger. She still didn't dare look at him.

"When I decided to play your fake girlfriend, I thought this would be easy. We've been friends for so long...and maybe that's part of the problem. We've been friends for so long that I never said anything, never tested the waters, I never pushed to see if maybe....just maybe there was something more than friendship here. But you have your life, you want to be single, I know that, you have every right to talk to Penny, you can do whatever you want, you don't answer to me. I'm an idiot for ruining our friendship with my feelings, I don't-"

Ginger couldn't even finish her sentence before Jisung had closed the distance between them and was tilting Gingers chin up to meet his gaze. "Ginger, I have no feelings for anybody other than you. So if you're ruining out friendship with your feelings, then I'm ruining it too." Their eyes searching each other's. "Let's ruin it together." He said before snatched her lips with his. Ginger melted into him instantly. All her nerves and anxiety falling away. His arms slid around her waist. He had thought about how it would feel to run his hands over her hips, to feel the sway of them under his palms. It was better than he had ever imagined.

Jisung was solid and Ginger wrapped her arms around his neck to pull herself as close to him as possible. The kiss started soft and sensual but grew heated and urgent as Jisung nipped at Gingers bottom lip. She gasped as his hands found purchase on her ass and squeezed.

"You feel so good under my fingers baby girl." He whispered, breaking the kiss to rest his forehead against hers. There was a loud crash and a bunch of commotion outside in the bar but it didn't phase Jisung or Ginger. Jisung chuckled ignoring whatever it was and found Gingers lips again, searing the feel of them into his memory. Jisung slowly walked backwards, taking Ginger with him, until he was leaning against the wall behind them. Using the hand that's were still cupping Gingers ass he pressed her into him. She couldn't get close enough though, she felt like she needed more and more. She let Jisungs leg slip between hers, she pressed herself into him, the friction only fanning the already building fire. Her hands tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck as her hips bucked against him grinding her core on his firm muscled thigh.

"Ginger..." Jisung said breathily , "Do that again and you're going to be in trouble." His eyes danced with mischief. Ginger couldn't help herself. She rolled her hips against his leg, her own breath hitching in her throat.

"Alright baby girl, looks like you want to cause trouble." Jisung leaned down to nuzzle against Gingers neck. He nipped and kissed his way back to her mouth. Using his hands he rocked her hips against his leg while he tensed and flexed his thigh muscles. Ginger got closer and closer to coming undone.

"Jisung please, I need you, I need you now." Ginger was a whining mess in his arms and he wasn't going to stop while he was ahead. He quickly switched them around so she was pressed into the wall with Jisung boxing her in. Ginger had worn a thin sweater dress and Jisung was more than happy about that choice. He quickly freed himself from his pants, but he wasn't going to rush into this. Sliding his hand down over Gingers hip and down her leg so he could hook her one leg around his hip. He slid his other hand to her center and moved her soaked panties out of the way so he could tease her. She was making all sorts of delicious whimpers at his every touch. Her slick folds telling him she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. He pulled his hand from her sopping cunt and licked each finger clean. Ginger watching him, thinking she could cum from just that sight alone.

"You want me baby girl?" He asked teasingly. He wanted to here the words fall from her lips again.

"Yes, please Jisung."

"Hold tight baby." With Gingers arms around Jisungs neck and him still holding her one leg around his hip, he quickly picked her up to wrap the other leg around him as well. He pressed her against the wall, lining himself up with her dripping core and entered her slowly. Each inch that she slid down was heaven and hell. Ginger begging him for more spurred Jisung on. Once Ginger was seated fully on his cock he pulled out and entered her in one smooth motion. They both moaned in unison, the overwhelming pleasure washing over them.

"You okay baby girl?' Jisung breathed before moving any further. Jisung was about to bust just being sheathed inside of her but didn't want to move till she was ready. Ginger took a few deep breathes and adjusted to him before speaking.

"I'll be better once you fuck me senseless."

"Your wish is my command." Jisung slid out and pistoned into her. The angle making sinful friction against Gingers clit and his length hitting her most sensitive spot with each thrust. Moans spilled from Gingers lips as Jisung claimed her as his. His ego being stroked knowing that if anybody heard them, it was him making her moan. It was his name falling from her lips and nobody else's.

"Baby I'm not gunna last much longer, you feel too damn good." Jisung placed wet sloppy kisses against her neck.

"I'm so close, don't stop." She pleaded. Jisung set a punishing pace, his grip on Ginger would definitely leave marks. She was so close to tipping over the edge the room was spinning. "Jisung!" She clawed his shoulders as she came, crying out. A few more choppy pumps and Jisung was spilling into her. He rested his head on her shoulder, keeping himself buried in her for a moment. After a few minutes if them both catching their breath, Jisung deciding to finally move. He slowly let one of Gingers legs down and eased out if her. He got her feet back underneath her before fixing her ruined panties back in place and then he fixed his own pants. She adjusted her dress and then used the mirror to fix her smudged makeup. Coming up behind her Jisung wrapped his arms around Ginger and nipped at her neck.

"I hope you know that's only round one baby girl, just wait till we get back to our bed."

Ginger almost melted at the 'our bed'. She leaned back into Jisung, "I'm going to hold you to it."

BANG BANG BANG, a loud knock on the door making them jump.

"Hey guys? Uh, Kandi ripped Penny Petersons extensions out so uh, I think we're gunna go but y'all keep having fun! See ya Christmas day at Chans!" Changbin yelled through the door. They both bust out laughing. That definitely explained what the loud commotion was earlier. Ginger definitely liked Kandi.

"I think it's ....Gingers turn to open her presents!" Lina had just finished opening her presents and in true Han family fashion they had a tradition for that too. Lina picked Ginger to be the next one to go. Ginger had two boxes in front of her.

"Which should be opened first?" She asked, neither box had a tag on them as to who they were from.

"I think you should open the big one first." Lina chimed in. She seemed a little too excited about this.

Ginger ripped the wrapping paper off, she lifted the lid and folded back the red tissue paper. Inside was a beautiful apron with her name "Ginger" embroidered across the top.

"It's so beautiful!" She pulled it out admiring the stitching.

"Sewed with love." Mrs. Han spoke up.

"You made this?" Ginger was shocked.

"I did, I hope you like it."

Ginger jumped up and hugged Mrs. Han, she would definitely treasure this forever.

"Thank you, I love it so much." She wiped a tear away before anyone could see. Returning back to her spot on the couch beside Jisung she grabbed the smaller box.

"That one is from me." Jisung spoke up.

Ginger smiled at him, excited to see what was inside. She pulled the paper off and slowly lifted the lid. She dug into the tissue paper hiding the surprise inside. Her fingers touched something smooth and she pulled it out. Dangling in her hand was a keychain. A key on one end and on the other was one of those old hotel room style keychains. It was pink and in a scrolling font read "Gingersnap's Cafe" .

"I-Is this...a key...to the old cafe downtown?"

"It is." Jisung was so calm, while Ginger on the other hand was spiraling.

"Jisung...are you saying... it's mine?"

"It's yours baby."

Ginger turned to look at him in disbelief. "B-but how did you know before me?! They haven't even told me!"

"Well...there's perks to being friends with the previous owner. I may have called in a favor so I could surprise you on Christmas."

Ginger had tears in her eyes and she couldn't stop smiling. She threw herself in his arms and hugged him tight. "Thank you." It came out a broken whisper as the tears started falling.

"The whole family is going to come down and see it when you have your grand opening." Lina spoke up. "You'll be putting that new apron to work I'm sure."

The whole family. Ginger let the tears fall freely now. They were happy tears though. Her heart had never felt more full and complete. She had Jisung, she had gotten her cafe, and she was lucky enough to get the family she had always wanted.

"Merry Christmas Ginger" Jisung kissed her cheek softly

"Merry Christmas Jisung."

A Very Merry Skzmas Masterlist

Thank you so much for reading! Hope everyone had a wonderful Holiday Season!

#han #Jisung #stray kids #straykids han #stray kids Jisung #stray kids smut #Jisung smut #han smut #a very merry skzmas

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o-wyrmlight · 2 years

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alright because you're interested,,,

-okay so first of all i love height headcanons and i think it would be so goofy if lily was actually the tallest but like. just barely her and cacao are basically the same height but she's just ever so slightly taller

-this is almost unrelated but dark cacao writes poetry that's what i always say. hewrites poems for his partners (pv and lily keep them all in a binder) it's practically the only way he knows how to show affection

-pv loves to play with lily and cacaos hair

-i have a hc that all the ancients went to the magic academy together i am obsessed with this idea dark cacao transferred over at some point they all came together to form one friend group through gc and hollyberry beginning to talk (pv dragged lily along in that extrovert that adopted the introvert kind of way since he was friends with hollyberry already)

-lily gives pv ridiculous little nicknames that she calls him one of these is nini. she couldn't come up with any good ones for cacao so she played of of pvs and calls him cici she apologizes all the time for not being able to come up with a more creative one

-pv wrote love letters to lily and cacao while they were in school he somehow managed to get them to the two without them seeing him. although cacao very easily figured out who was sending the letters just by listening to pv talk for a little while. lily is a little oblivious (a little being a lot) and just. didn't put two and two together

-lily is very bad at drawing but she loves it and pv draws with her sometimes (he is even worse than her because his eyesight? terrible)

uhh i know i have more but this is all i can remember right now <//3 thank you for letting me share

While I don't personally think that all of the ancients went to the magical academy together (since it's an academy that specializes in magic, and I don't think that every single one of them are knowledgeable about magic and how it works), I won't lie and say that it isn't a neat concept for an AU. (And I may or may not have come up with little animatics in my head revolving a few Mean Girls musical songs and Cookie Run Kingdom characters. Dark Enchantress is Regina. But I digress.)

Anyway I love poetic Dark Cacao who has a hard time with expressing his emotions but an easier time figuring them out through written words. He can take his time with it, and while it probably takes him hours to write out a simple poem, I like the idea of him appreciating that he could... take his time with it. Maybe it even helped him process how to speak his mind more when he became a king. Love that positive reinforcement.

Also love Pure Vanilla playing with others' hair I love that to death. Headcanon that Pure Vanilla has restless hands that feel like they need to do something at all times. And whenever he doesn't have anything else to do, his hands fidget with his stave, which is usually enough in that moment.

Anyway super sweet headcanons they deserve to hold each others' hands

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xofantasycloud · 2 years

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for the vet visit

10 11 14 17 21 23 24 28 31 34 36

Thank you, these'll definitely help keep me distracted while he's in surgery!😊

10. What��s your favorite fandom, pairing, or character to read fic for?

Right now, definitely anything so'hara!

11. How do you come up with your fic titles?

Oh, it depends! Usually I try coming up with a title on my own that fits the story, if I can't come up with anything good I'll look around for a song title or a line in a song that fits!

14. Do you have a personal word minimum that you hold yourself too? Why or why not?

I try to have my chapters be at least around 4.5k words, but I won't stress too much if it ends up being 3k, I'll go with whatever feels best for the story! I used to stress about this a lot actually, but I've gotten loads better at realizing that it's not the length that matters, it's the quality of it that does😊

17. How obsessively do you sit and stare at your fic after you’ve just posted and wait for feedback?

Haha, this is funny! I won't lie, I love it when I see someone's taken the time to comment and given me feedback! How obsessively? I might have created a habit of checking my emails the morning after publishing a chapter. I just love reading the ones waiting for me in my inbox, they usually always makes me smile wide! Great way to start the day🥰

21. What’s your least favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

Realizing that if I want to see it finished, I have to actually write it😂 No, but sometimes, writing can be a bit... Tedious? Frustrating? Challenging? It'd be so much simpler if every day was a good writing day, but sadly, that's not the case for me🙃

23. What’s your absolute favorite trope to write?

Soulmates, I think! I don't know, there's just something so romantic about the whole concept😊 (yes I know it sometimes can feel a tad unrealistic, but I read a ton of books like that growing up and I just really love how it makes me feel ok)

24. What’s a trope that you’d like to never hear about as long as you live, let alone write?

Bury your gays. Do I have to say more? My heart and soul still hasn't healed from when they killed off Lexa (I seriously can't watch that episode, I will break down), like what was the point of that?

28. How do you deal with writing pressure (ie: pressure to update, negative comments, deadlines, etc)?

I've learned this the hard way. If I'm too stressed or feel too pressured, I most likely won't continue it. So first, I never publish anything until I'm at least (!) 50% done OR have enough chapters to survive a possible writer's block period😝 And regarding negative comments, Idk, if I do receive one (which rarely happens bc you guys are 99% of the time angels) I either reach out to the person if it's obvious that I may have offended them OR I delete the comment/block the user if it's too insulting/making me too uncomfortable.

31. Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain ones?

Oh, I'd say Son is my favorite atm! She's portrayed in such different ways all the time, so she's always fun to explore!

34. How much of yourself and your life experiences do you put into your writing? What do you think your readers’ image of you is?

I don't do it intentionally, but I think a lot of my characters suffers from various insecurities and nervous habits (such as Em's fiddling with her sleeves, her biting her lip, etc)

You guys' image of me? Gosh. Hahaha, I really don't know! Based on how I write my notes before and after the chapters, maybe as someone who's a tad overly excited? Hopefully people see me as kind. Maybe also as a bit too optimistic at times? Idk, I usually do try to sound very cheery when writing the notes. But Idk, did I do okay or does anyone think anything different?😂❤️

36. Are there any fics or fandoms you’re embarrassed to have written or been part of?

Fandoms I'm embarrassed about being part of? Nope! Fics I'm embarrassed I've written? Yep!

#seriously thank you for these #you're a lifesaver!#if anyone wants to send others my way please do!

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watchyourbluesturngolden · 3 years

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songs that make me think of vampy and why

this is for drea and leyla ONLY thank u

daylight- taylor swift "i don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you, i don't wanna think of anything else now that i thought of you" bc vampy loves her so much he only wants her 😔 midnight love- girl in red "I know I'm the last one you try to call but I always give in to give you it all" "your silver is my gold" bc miss chiropractor treated him terribly but he loved her with everything and would have gone back to her no matter what watch you sleep- girl in red this one is obvious: bc vampy watches bloodbag sleep :) also "the scar on your spine, you fell off a roof when you were nine" is all appreciating the tiny details about someone and that is definitely something vampy would do :( paper rings: taylor swift "i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this" line without a hook- ricky montgomery "oh baby i am a wreck when i'm without you" bc vampy loves bloodbag so much he just wants to be with her always 😔 dead girl in the pool- girl in red this one is kinda weird but i feel like bloodbag is gonna die at some point and then vampy will just be like "theres a dead girl in the pool (or wherever her corpse is laying slfjskldfjkldsj) i don't know what to do" and then he's gonna make this face

bad habits- ed sheeran bc he was just slutting around before he met bloodbag demons- imagine dragons dont make fun of me for this I KNOW but fr it's vampy renegade- taylor swift "you wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody" he needs bloodbag 😔 starting line- luke hemmings i can't really explain this one but it's like how you always talk about how his happiness is overshadowed by the fact that he's a monster or whatever million dollar bills - lorde "theres nothing i want but money and time" and vampy has literally all the money and time :) solar power- lorde this is harrys hot girl anthem idk happiness- taylor swift "there'll be happiness after you, but there was happiness because of you" this is him reminiscing on miss chiropractor i wanna get better-bleachers "i didn't know i was lonely til i saw your face" "I didn't know i was broken til i wanted to change" come on 😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔 good 4 u - olivia rodrigo this is his fuck u song for miss chiropractor my tears ricochet- taylor swift "if i'm dead to you why are you at the wake" it's ironic innit 😌 what a feeling- one direction "what a feeling to be right here beside you now, holding you in my arms" please 😔 "everybody needs someone around" 😔😔😔 "but i can't hold you too close now" bc he has severe attachment and commitment issues :) all you had to do was stay- taylor swift "had me in the palm of your hand, then, why'd you have to go and lock me out when i let you in" omg miss chiropractor really hurt him 😔 king of my heart- taylor swift "and all at once you are the one i have been waiting for" bloodbag @ vampy 😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔 cruel summer- taylor swift "I love you ain't that the worst thing you ever heard" bc he knows getting close to bloodbag will ultimately only lead to pain for everyone involved "i don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you" bc he can't tell bloodbag everything about him even tho he probably wants to :( thank u next- arianna grande this is weird BUT if miss chiropractor hadn't fucked him up so much he never would have met bloodbag tear in my heart- 21 pilots again don't make fun of me for this I HAVE AN EXPLANATION "you fell asleep in my car i drove the whole time but that's okay i'll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine" if bloodbag fell asleep in his car he would definitely do this :( shape of you-ed sheeran "now my bedsheets smell like you" his room probably smells like honey and lavender all the time now and he's probably foaming at the mouth constantly cowboy in LA "let's skip the club, lets skip the crowd, i wanna take you on a date" bc they both hate clubs!!!!! "I'll hold your hand I'll hold the door bc that's how i was raised" he's a gentleman 😔😔😔😔 & burn- billie eilish "i'll sit and watch your car burn with the fire that you started in me, but you never came back to ask it out" idk for some reason this has vampy and miss chiropractor vibes take me to church- hozier religious trauma babes 🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼 speechless- dan+shay "i'm speechless, staring at you standing there in that dress" love 😔 yours- russel dickerson "i came to life when i first kissed you, the best me has his arms around you, you make me better than i was before, thank god i'm yours" SCREAMING AND CRYING AND SHAKING tolerate it- taylor swift "i know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it" MISS ******** DIDN"T APPRECIATE OR CELEBRATE HIS LOVE MIA- anarbor "thinking about my life and everything i did wrong along the way"😔 lay low- josh turner for when bloodbag and vampy go to a cabin in the woods for a week and just love each other 😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔 who can save me now- anarbor "you stabbed me in the back" this one is pretty literal LSKFJLKSJFLKDSJ "you could have at least been kind enough to let me turn around" ouch 😔 dopamine- anarbor "i'm hooked on your dopamine" vampy and bloodbag ugh lie to me- 5sos this give me vampy and ******** vibes "i wish we never met, cause you're too hard to forget" "while i'm cleaning up your mess i know he's taking

off your dress" bc she probably cheated on him while they were together 😔 and he would have stayed with her if she told him she loved him, even if he knew it was a lie 😔 cotton candy- yungblud it's just a happy song with good vibes like bloodbag and vampy currently have :) small talk- niall horan i don't even have to say anything here pillowtalk- zayn "so we'll piss off the neighbors" chappy 9 vibes dancing with our hands tied- taylor swift "i loved you in spite of deep fears that the world would divide us" vampy rn 😔 once in a lifetime- one direction vampy will live a million lifetimes but he will only ever have one bloodbag 😔 holy ground- taylor swift "tonight i'm gonna dance for all that we've been through but I don't wanna dance if i'm not dancing with you" they've come so far omg 😔 since we're alone- niall horan "you can show me your heart, if you put it all in my hands no i swear no i won't break it apart" crying if i could fly- one direction "for your eyes only i'll show you my heart" rollercoaster- bleachers again i can't explain it but it makes me think of him 😔 so long- niall horan "so if we knew all along why did it take so long" good question bestie current location- LANY "i need your current location to be my current location" they're idiots in love and want to be together all the time 😔 why dont we go there- one direction "hey i don't want you to be the one that got away i wanna get addicted to you you're rushing through my mind i wanna feel the high i wanna be addicted" well hes already addicted to her blood so might as well like you lots- LANY bc they both have issues and can't say love lmao too much to ask- niall horan vampy though wanting love was too much to ask of miss chiropractor 😔 walking in the wind- one direction this one just has his vibes man 😔 heartbeat- carrie underwood "dancing to the rhythm of your heartbeat" bc vampy is obsessed with listening to bloodbag's heart (fan behavior if you ask me) idfc- blackbear this is vampy and ******** bc "tell me that you love me even if it's fake" city of angels- 24kgoldn "i sold my soul to the devil for designer" yes this made me laugh the woods- olivver the kid "waking up in the middle of the woods" "don't you wanna get out of here, out of the woods" flashback to when he was dead in the woods oop "you brought me down to the river, and you pushed me in, hoping that the white rapids would challenge my ability to swim" bc... she's a murderer omg this verse is talking about leaves and i'm freaking out it fits 100% this is crazy "You pick up two handfuls You tell me they're all dried up & dead You know that's nothing like us We'll live forever instead" just a little bit of your heart- ariana grande vampy bc he loves so deeply and completely that he will give all of himself to someone even if they won't do the same my strange addiction- billie eilish bc he is addicted to her blood :) cross your mind- niall horan this is vampy and ******** "love the way you hurt me and it doesn't even cross your mind" "leaving me in pieces (literally lmao) but i swear it's worth it every time" everywhere- niall horan that scene where vampy smelled some perfume or soap or something and it made him think of bloodbag 😔 everything makes him think of her now 😔 "swear it's hard to think it's hard to breathe when you're in the air" put a little love on me- niall horan "you're the only one i need" 😔 bend the rules- niall horan VAMPY AND ******** ALL THE WAY "i'm not saying that you're lying but you're leaving out the truth" heartbreak weather- niall horan "all of my life i've been sleepwalk living, running around the same bars i've been in, it can be so lonely in this city, but it feels different when you're with me" bloodbag and vampy 😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔 mr loverman- ricky montgomery "i miss my lover man" vampy is probably dramatic like this all the time now that they're official 😔 bad blood- taylor swift again, just for the irony 😌 vapor- 5sos "i want to breathe you in like a vapor i want to be the one you remember i want to feel

your love like the weather all over me" they're so in love like this 😔 catch fire- 5sos "all my life i've been waiting for moments to come" he's been waiting for bloodbag his entire life 😔 beside you-5sos "i wish i was beside you" they want to be together all the time 😔 black and white- niall horan "that first night i was standing at your door fumbling for your keys then i kissed you" ARE YOU KIDDING ME not in the same way- 5sos this is vampy and ******** just bc they were so toxic lkfjskldfjsdlkjf lonely heart-5sos "and i haven't slept in days" lmao ghost of you-5sos "my feet dont dance like they did with you" thinking about when vampy danced for bloodbag and what if they break up 👁️👁️ why wont you love me- 5sos vampy at ******** 😔 he just wanted to be loved 😔😔😔😔😔 fool's gold- one direction "i let you use me from the day that we first met" "i know your love's not real, but that's not the way it feels" STOP IM SAD last first kiss- one direction "let me be your last first kiss" i want them to be together forever 😔 truly madly deeply- one direction "foolishly completely falling and somehow you kicked all my walls in" bloodbag really snuck into his heart huh 😔 fireproof -one direction "nobody saves me baby the way you do" ugh 😔 long story short-taylor swift "clung to the nearest lips long story short it was the wrong guy" (or in vampy's case the wrong vampire) gold rush-taylor swift "and the coastal town we run around has never seen a love as pure as it" bloodbag and vampy are all i want 😔 no judgement- niall horan bc vampy would never judge bloodbag 😔 daddy issues- the neighborhood again im not even gonna say anything here new angel- niall horan "the touch of someone else to save me from myself" this is vampy 😔 god is a woman- ariana grande vampy after he brought bloodbag home the first time something like this- the chainsmokers "just something i can turn to, somebody i can kiss" ALL VAMPY WANTS IS LOVE sweater weather- the neighborhood idk this song makes me think of him all of me- john legend "all of me loves all of you all your curves and all your edges all your perfect imperfections" KSFLKSDJFKLDJSFLJSDKLFJDSKL i like me better- lauv "i like me better when i'm with you" she makes him a better person 😔 sex- eden "oh no, i think i'm catching feelings" vampy when bloodbag went on a date with someone else half a heart- one direction bc bloodbag completes him 😔 theyre so disgusting 😔 only angel- harry styles "turns out she's a devil in between the sheets" woman- harry styles vampy when she was on a date with someone else bc hes a jealous moron temporary fix- one direction this has chappy 1-2 vibes a.m.-one direction when they first started falling in love and he wanted to be with her more often 😔 something great- one direction "i want you here with me like how i pictured it so i don't have to keep imagining" through the dark- one direction just all of this song 😔 happily- one direction "you know i wanna be the one who holds you when you sleep i just want it to be you and i forever" 😔 electric love- borns "i can't let you go now that i got it" canyon moon- harry styles they're just happy like this rn 😔 sunflower vol. 6- harry styles "kiss in the kitchen like it's a dancefloor" "mouth full of toothpaste" when they brushed their teeth together 😔 adore you- harry styles obviously

#music #og post

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saltnhalo · 4 years

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There's no shadow you won't light up, mountain you won't climb up, coming after me There's no wall you won't kick down, lie you won't tear down, coming after me From reckless love by cory asbury Every time I hear the song I picture Cas and how he stops at nothing to save Dean because he loves him, and how incredulous Dean is about being worthy or deserving of that overwhelming, never ending, unstoppable force of love from Cas.

what a beautiful song! this turned out much more pine-y than love-y, but sometimes that’s just the way of the muse.

Dean doesn’t know what he did to deserve this.

Even from the start, Cas has given Dean everything—rescued him from Hell, rebuilt him piece by piece and breathed the air back into his lungs. Granted, that was on Heaven’s orders, but even after that…

Cas has fought for them, with them, so many times, even against his own kind. And even though he’s friends with Sam, and protects him as well, there’s just something different about the way he is around Dean. The lack of personal space, the fact that he always comes whenever Dean needs him, the feeling that Dean gets in his soul whenever he’s nearby.

He leans back against the Impala, pushes his hands into his jacket pockets, and lets his eyes close for a brief moment.

Why me, Cas? Of all the people you could’ve latched onto, why me?

“Dean?”

Fucking angels, always keeping an ear out for prayers.

Then again, maybe that’s just his angel.

It’s only through practice and sheer willpower that Dean manages to keep from jumping out of his skin, and instead turns to face Cas where he’s standing a few feet away. The dingy motel parking lot lights still manage to illuminate the curve of his jaw and those shockingly blue eyes, and Dean feels his breath hitch involuntarily.

“You called for me,” Castiel says, when Dean doesn’t immediately speak. “Is everything okay?”

I wonder how much he heard.

Dean fights to keep his thoughts quiet, just in case Cas feels like using his angelic powers to figure out what he’s thinking about. There’s some stuff he definitely wants to keep to himself, but the rest of it…

It’s stuff he’s been turning over and over in his head for a while now. Obsessing over it and always circling back to his own confusion clearly isn’t doing him any good, so maybe…

Maybe he just needs to ask.

In that moment, he makes his decision, and he doesn’t give himself time to second guess it.

“I don’t… I don’t fucking get it, Cas,” he starts, running his fingers through his hair in frustration as everything he’s been feeling over the past few weeks comes bubbling up to the surface. “I don’t deserve any of this. I didn’t deserve to be saved from Hell, and I’m definitely not worth fighting Heaven over. Every time I need you, you’re always there, and I just don’t understand why.”

The last few words come out louder, harsher than he’d intended them to. They seem to ring out between them in the quiet of the night, and Dean swallows thickly. Already, he regrets his outburst…

And Cas is still just watching him with that same expression. Impassive. Unmoving.

The silence stretches out between them, and Dean has never been so aware of his own heartbeat, his own breath, as he is right now.

Just as he’s about to give up, as he’s about to say psych, it was all a joke!—

Cas moves.

He closes the distance between them in just a few steps, until he’s right in front of Dean, and usually he’d make a joke about personal space, but this feels… Different. Charged.

Castiel’s eyes are locked on his, powerful storms and entire worlds held within them. There’s no way Dean can look away.

“You are my Righteous Man,” Cas says quietly, and his voice is like the rumble of thunder and the movement of mountains. “I gave everything for you, and I would do it all over again, in a heartbeat.”

The weight of those words hangs between them. There’s so much unsaid in them, and Dean has never felt so close to and yet so far from discovering exactly how Cas feels about him.

He bites his bottom lip, trying not to think about just how close Cas is standing, and how he can basically feel the heat radiating off him.

Cas’s gaze flicks down to Dean’s lip, and in that moment, it feels like Dean’s heart stops. He’s holding his breath, his thoughts clamouring with the what if? of this one single moment.

He sways forward, just a touch, as though pulled by a magnet, and between one heartbeat and the next—

Cas disappears.

And Dean is left alone, standing in an empty parking lot with only his thoughts and the roiling emotions in his chest to keep him company.

#dean winchester #castiel #destiel #profoundnet #spncreatorsdaily #canonverse #emma's writing #fic #pining #spn #deancas #finally getting back to my song prompts!#happyerathome

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estrxlar · 3 years

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The Ghost Of You

21 - Unwanted Inconvenience

I've changed the band name from "Xannys" to "Grimlace". I am extremely sorry for making you all suffer through having such an awful band name in the past.

I cannot stress this enough, please vote for my chapters! And I love every comment I get so much!! It makes my day seeing the number of comments I get:)

This chapters songs:

Retreat! - Crumb

Sponge Won't Soak - Wild Moccasins

Dark Red - Steve Lacy

- Y. L. Perspective

"Uhm...Suga?" Tanaka's voice is heard to our left, waking both me Koshi up from our very long nap. "We're here you know."

His awkward tone alone was enough to send us both jumping out of our seats, fearful that the entire team had waited for us to get up. But thankfully, it was just Daichi and Tanaka standing above us.

Both Koshi and I look at each other in unison. "Sorry..." he manages to mumble while leaving the seat. I follow him shortly after, leaving the van empty.

Was I sorry? No. The nap against Koshi was five stars. I hadn't ever had such a comfortable car ride in my entire life until I rested on him. Besides, he was my boyfriend. Why would I be sorry for something silly like that?

What I was sorry about was that we almost got noticed by Eclair. The entire team knew about Koshi and me, except for her. I didn't know much about her and from what I perceived of her she didn't seem like a drama starter. She would most likely cry and yell and forget about it when she went back to France in a couple of days.

We had thought everyone would be tired after such a long car ride. But not Hinata. He admired the structure of the big building, yelling, "Wow! I've never been to a training camp before! This feels so cool!"

"It's just a training camp," Kageyama remarked, yet Hinata stands unfazed.

The team entered the building, all of us observing its basic beige architecture and decor. Everyone gathered around Takeda to ask which rooms they were assigned to. As for Kiyoko, Eclair, and I—we had asked him beforehand to get a head start.

All three of us manage to sneak off from the crowd and hunt down our room number: #613. Although I wasn't very comfortable around Eclair, I didn't feel uneasy to be sleeping in the same room as her. It only meant I couldn't update Kiyoko on my relationship with Sugawara.

Once we'd found our designated room, I unfolded the tiny key and stick it into the lock, hearing a click not soon after I turn it.

When I had opened the door, I wasn't entirely dissatisfied. There were two bunk beds on each side of the room, all four mattresses covered in floral printed sheets with nightstands next to them. The curtains had the same pattern as the sheets, falling over a large square window.

Overall, it was a nice room. Way nicer than the previous motels and hotel rooms that my band had stayed in during concerts and such. All stank of marijuana and alcohol.

Eclair's brackets make a 'jingle!' sound while she squealed, "it's lovely!" The girl runs up to one of the bottom bunks and places her bag there, collapsing onto the mattress. "I'm so thankful to be spending my last few days in Japan here!"

Kiyoko nods gently, her too putting her luggage on the opposite bunk bed. Assuming she wouldn't mind it, I threw my bag on the bunk above her. It would most likely be easier to communicate with her if I shared a bed with her.

"Yes, it's very nice," I say, smiling merely at the blonde girl.

Kiyoko began to unpack her toiletries into the small drawer attached to the bunk bed. I hopped down from the top bed and did the same, observing the carvings that the drawers had. Names, dates, and funny remarks were scratched out in the middle of it, lots of them left from previous sports or art students that came to this building for a camp of some kind. All were either hilarious, inappropriate, or gentle. But in all, they made me smile.

"So you're in a band, Y/n?"

In my eyes widen in fear. Nobody from the team other than Sugawara, Daichi, and Kiyoko knew that I was in a band. So how did the girl find out?

Hesitantly turning my head, I nod, making out an awkward smile across my face. "Uhh, yeah. How'd you know?"

She sits up confidently and chuckles. "I was taking a glance at your Instagram. You seem to go on a lot of trips around the world!"

I wasn't very used to being confronted about my band. And besides that, being acknowledged she was looking through my Instagram was stressful. If she knew about my band, was it possible she knew about Koshi and me?

"Yeah, I travel now and then." Proceeding to unpack my things as if it was no issue to be questioned, I place my pairs of shoes under the bed.

No matter how uncomfortable I attempted to make my tone, she kept on going. "Oh...that sounds like fun! You must have so many fans. Your voice is great too. I wonder why you've never told them team about Grimlace!"

"Hm, I like to keep my life outside of volleyball private..." I say. "Could you please not tell anybody else?"

My question sure was quiet but clear to her. It would determine whether or not Eclair was a bitch or genuinely a nice girl.

Thankfully, she nods lightly, messing with her nails. "Of course not."

Suddenly, the conversation is put to the side by a knock on our door, sending Eclair, hushed Kiyoko, and me to flinch.

Kiyoko puts a hand on her chest, sighing in relief that the tension was interrupted. "Come in," she tells the person on the other side of the door.

Two boys are revealed; Nishinoya and Tanaka walk in, already dressed down in their "sleep clothes", which consisted of a white t-shirt and shorts. Could I talk any mess about their outfits? Nope! I was planning on wearing the same thing.

The buzzcut bow flutters his eyes at the sight of Kiyoko brushing her hair and quickly grows flustered. "L-ladies! Dinner is on the table." He spoke loud in nervousness. "Do you guys like your room?"

"Tanaka, we've been in here less than ten minutes. I'm surprised you're already gotten dressed!" Kiyoko speaks in a sweet tone that seems to mesmerize him. She finished up brushing the ends of her hair and dusts her hands off on her sweat pants, before looking towards the other two girls in the room: Eclair and I.

We nod and drop what we were doing to exit the room with her. If the odds were in my favor, Eclair wouldn't continue interrogating me during dinner. If so, she would soon find out about Koshi and me from one of the men that walked behind us, flustered they'd

Not soon after leaving, we arrive in the mess hall, where the volleyball club was spread around filling their plates and emptying them into their tummies.

The two boys leave our side to continue eating and we help ourselves to some plates. Today they served simple rice, roasted vegetables, and chicken. Nothing special, nothing utterly disgusting. As I'm picking up my food, I look over to the lunch table that the boys were scattered upon, keeping an eye out for any gray-haired men.

There he sat next to Daichi, eating small portions of the rice left in his bowl. 'Does Eclair's being here mean I'm not allowed to sit next to my boyfriend during dinner?' I think internally, finishing filling my plate.

Kiyoko helps herself to sit right next to Daichi, fitting in with the rest of the third years that sat on the bench next to the second years Ennoshita, Kinoshita, and Narita. Across from them were the first years and the terrible two: Tanaka and Noya.

I stood uncomfortably at the end of the wooden table, looking over it to see if there were any empty seats I could eat in. All that looked back at me were eyes of curiosity and confusion.

It only took a few seconds of staring until someone was nice enough to mention my standing there.

"Y/n! Why don't you take my spot? I'm just about done anyway," Daichi tells me while he got up from the bench with the now empty tray. I look at Daichi, then Koshi, then to Eclair who was now walking towards the lunch table.

I of course didn't want her to take my spot, so I nod and bow politely, before switching places with Sawamura. He pays my shoulder gently, whispering, "you're welcome!"

Kiyoko and Koshi both smile at me, scooting over the slightest to make room for me. I say my thanks for my food and began picking at my rice, listening in on the boy's conversation.

"And then I spent my time practicing on the girls' team since I didn't have anyone else to practice with me. It sure felt like I was a part of their club!" Hinata told us, Eclair sitting down next to him, beginning to eat her food as well. "What about you guys? Did you guys have any rough stories before getting into volleyball?"

Tanaka cuts the air with his pointer finger, motioning for us to pause any conversation until he was done chewing. "I used to be a mega introvert before attending Karasuno!"

"Yup, Ryunosuke was just like Kageyama but worse," Nishinoya commented.

I raise a brow at the mention of that. Tanaka—a boy at the edge of having a breakdown?! I couldn't speak for myself. I too was a short-tempered girl towards the beginning of high school.

Kageyama scoffs, rolling his eyes at the mention of his name. "I'm not that bad, you know." We all knew that was a lie. As much as he denied it, Tobio struggled with his anger issues.

Eclair raises her hand slightly, swallowing a lump of rice. "Don't sweat it Kags, everyone has their embarrassing issues. For instance: I used to be such an obsessive girl in my first year. I'm sure I was a nuisance to many of the people in the volleyball club. Always talking in class and being a ditz was my specialty!"

"What about you, Y/n? Have you ever been involved in volleyball, or is this your first time being a part of a volleyball club?" Nishinoya asks me. At first, I thought of shaking my head and replying with a no, as if my memory of middle school had disappeared from my mind.

After thinking about what to reply with for a second or two, I nod my head slightly. "Hm...in junior high I was on the girls' volleyball team, but I was more of a bench warmer. I only joined the team to be closer to my friends, that's all."

"Aren't you friends with the captain of Seijoh

boys volleyball club? You know, since you went to middle school with him?"

I look up to the girl who assumed such ridiculous things, Eclair. There she sat with her chopsticks in hand, lips parting slightly. It was crystal clear that she was trying to dig out my history and force me to tell the volleyball club about my personal life further than what I was comfortable with.

Knowing that I was uneasy, Koshi lays his hand gently onto my knee under the table, squeezing it ever so slightly. My heart beats in its cage, anxious at how many ways this conversation could go if I had said the wrong thing.

"...is that true?" Asahi asks, looking at his fellow teammates to observe their reactions. All of them looked just the same: betrayed.

"Eclair, it's best not to assume things about people you barely know," Koshi tells the girl in a monotone voice, making it obvious that he knew her intentions.

'Well, this got awkward fast.'

"It's okay. Uhm— I'm not friends with any members of Aoba Johsai's volleyball members. Where did you hear that?" I ask, setting down my utensils and clasping my hands together. Surely her reasoning has to be good if it meant ruining my very new relationships with most of the boys at the table.

Most of them sigh after my question, placing hands in their chests. "I thought you were a traitor for a second, Y/n! Eclair, you scared us half to death!" Noya whines.

The girl blinks a few times, shrugging. "I'm terribly sorry! I heard it from a girl that goes to Aoba Johsai, she says that Oikawa never stops talking about Y/n! She only knew by looking up your name and finding out she went to Karasuno."

"Seems you have a crush on Y/n, Eclair. You're almost addicted to looking into her past." Kiyoko suddenly made a remark, smirking as she drank a sip of her water.

The girl grows flustered very quickly, blushing. "No! Sorry, Y/n. I didn't mean to be disrespectful. I'm only interested in what it's like to live without many boundaries. My father never lets me lay a finger on anything that could potentially ruin his vision of what his daughter should be," an innocent look is spread across her face as she says so.

"Aw, I'm sorry to hear that Eclair." Yamaguchi makes a sweet comment, ignorant that she was guilt-tripping. I'd never pictured her to be such a manipulative girl yet calm and poised at once.

She nods, continuing to eat her food.

Though it was her fault entirely, Eclair was saddened that what was supposed to be an enjoying dinner turned out to be silent and awkward. I was growing extremely tired of her passive-aggressive attitude towards me, but losing sight of why I came to this training camp was not an option. I don't care how badly Eclair could hurt my feelings, I won't let it get to me.

Thank you so much for reading this chapter!! I know it's been so late since I've updated. Pls forgive me! I've just now started school again so things are keeping me from writing. Love you all as always,

- estrxlar

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