#like just heard what had gotten really popular in the US and played on the radio

[brittbax]

My toxic trait is thinking if I met anyone famous that I am a big fan of, that I could hold a conversation and be Totally Normal and not freak out at all

[fireblossomdoll]

Ups and Downs

Synopsis: You're pregnant and having mood swings today, but Madara makes you a snack

Content: Uchiha Madara x Reader, f!reader, pregnant!reader, pregnancy!!, fluff, crack, mood swings

Word count: 987

A/N: A request from anon <3 (here are hcs about Madara and pregnant!reader)

You were already in the third trimester of your pregnancy. You couldn’t wait for your baby to come. You had picked and decorated a room with Madara, both of you really wanted this child. 

You decided to go to the market today to buy a little charm you had heard of. You had seen some children wrapping these cute pendants on their kunai, so you wanted one for your baby. The streets weren’t very crowded today, making for the perfect day out.

When you got to the store, you couldn’t find the charms. You had asked a few kids where they had gotten theirs and all of them led you here. Yet, as you searched the shelves, you couldn’t find the damn thing. Even worse, there was no staff in sight. You marched further into the store, looking for someone who could help you, and you started to think this trash place was empty.

“Hello?��� You asked, annoyingly to no response.

“Hellooo??!!” You asked again, raising your voice so that the store’s useless employee could hear you.

An ugly, greasy looking guy appeared from behind one of the shelves.

“Hello, ma’am! How may I help you?” He said with his ugly smile. He sounded so nice it made you frown immediately.

“Finally! Where are you people hiding the cute charms I’ve seen around?”

“Uh, our kunai decor?”

“Are you dense? Yes, the kunai charms.” You were getting increasingly irritated by this.

“We’re unfortunately out of stock of this item.” He said, still with that hideous smile.

“The hell you mean, out of stock?! I’ve seen it everywhere!”

“I’m sorry, ma’am. It is indeed one of our most popular products, and because of that, it’s currently sold out.”

“Argh!”

You were exasperated and left the store in a bad mood. You just wanted to do a nice thing for your baby, but everyone seemed to be against you today.

As you walked back home, more people started to come to the streets. Of course, you couldn’t even have this one thing.

In front of your house, you saw your roses blooming. They were so pretty! You remembered how Madara helped you find the seeds, plant them and take care of them. Even if he didn't really want to garden, he still helped you grow these beautiful roses. 

Madara had taken such good care of you during this pregnancy. You loved him so much, you couldn’t have asked for a better husband. He always made sure to not let you use too much effort, and he smelled so nice.

He would let you play with his hair while he cooked you breakfast, lunch and dinner. His hair was so soft and long, you loved fiddling with it. Oh yeah, sometimes it would smell like roses if you two worked with them for too long. And he would cook for you. Such delicious food, but maybe not what you wanted right now. You wanted something lighter and sour, like a green apple. But also very sweet, like honey.

As you wandered through the living room, you heard muffled voices coming from the other side of the house. You went towards Madara's office and put you ear on the shoji to listen to what he was saying.

“–find the scrolls? –”

“ –working on it. The team hasn't–”

You couldn’t hear it properly, but what they were talking about didn't matter. You knocked and waited. Nothing happened so you knocked again, with a little more force.

“Hmm? Come in.” You heard Madara's deep voice come through.

You opened the shoji, seeing Madara and Hikaku with some scrolls laying on the table. Both looked back at you, as you stayed halfway hidden by the shoji, not really entering the room.

“Madara,” You dragged his name a bit.

“Yes?” He gave a little cute smile.

You looked down and around the round before continuing, “I wanted something to eat,” He arched an eyebrow and opened his mouth, but you kept going, “Some apples dipped in honey would be very nice, you know?”

“Right now, dear? I'm in the middle of something,”

“Please? Cut apples with honey sounds so good, though,” You insisted.

He sighted and stood up.

Did you bother him too much? Maybe he was tired of working and trying to get done was fast as possible, and you made him late. Or maybe he was very concentrated and you interrupted all his thoughts by coming here. “Are you mad at me?”

“What? No, my love, I'm not bothered at all, just getting up,” Madara looked in your eyes, “This wasn't so important, Hikaku can deal with it by himself.”

“So it was important matters that I–”

“Not at all, let's get going,” He interrupted you and pointed towards the hallway, “Shall we?”

You followed him to the kitchen, where he picked a couple of green apples from a basket.

“You should sit down,” He told you as he grabbed a knife.

You sat down by the table and kept looking at Madara as he prepared your snack. He looked so good today, it made you smile.

When he finished cutting the apples, he poured honey into a small bowl. You were very happy with how things were looking. The honey and the apples looked delicious, you couldn't wait for Madara to bring them to you.

“Now, now, here's whatever this is supposed to be.”

Madara placed two bowls in front of you, the sliced apples and the honey. 

“Yay! Thank you!” You said as you reached out to grab one apple slice.

He walked to your side and bowed his upper body until he was slightly above your head. “No problem. Try not to make a mess with the honey, okay?” He told you before kissing your temple.

“Sure,” You said with your mouth full of apple and honey. “It's so sweet!”

“Well, it is honey,” He giggled, leaving you in the kitchen.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x weird kid!reader

Reader is known as the “weird” kid at school hangs with Janis and Damian, super duper quiet, skateboards, has piercings always wearing headphones but somehow is dating the plastics, this is what the whole school is wondering, but in reality, reader is just an average person ain't nothing special about them (well that meets the eye) and somehow has the plastics following them like lost puppies

Idiot, I Said Don't Fall

|| poly!plastics x weird kid!nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; Regina teasing reader/being a little mean, light swearing, brief mentions of bullying, short drabble

|| Summary; when reader skates in the parking lot, their girlfriends find them. Regina can't resist the urge to be a tease.

Requests open!

Started; November 9th

Finished; November 9th

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Everyone always wondered how you got with the plastics, hell even you wondered. You weren't popular by any means, you fit pretty well into the weird kids category. Hanging out with Janis and Damian. Who were basically your best friends besides your girlfriends. Because nobody else wanted to be with the weird, skater, piercings, quiet kid. Even after you were dating the plastics people stayed away from you. Actually, you were sure they stayed away from you more than before. Specifically because Regina George was one of your girlfriends. And they really didn't want to cross her. At least that stopped the bullying, though. So you didn't really mind. Plus, you still had Janis and Damian.

It was lunch one day and you were out in the parking lot, headphones on and practicing skate tricks. With your absolute favourite board. Honestly, this thing may as well have been your child. It went everywhere with you. To classes, extracurricular activities, you name it it was there. It wasn't hard to move around either, you had one of those school bags with skateboard straps on the front of the bag. So that's where you'd put it.

The plastics have been looking around for you, wondering where you could have gotten. You weren't always the easiest to find. Never really sticking to the same spots. You liked to hang out in new places. Give yourself different sceneries. Eventually they found you in the parking lot, with Regina leading the gang. Arms folded across her chest and eyebrow raised as she watched you whril around on your skateboard.

"Don't fall!" She called out with a smirk, knowing exactly what she was doing. The moment you heard her you were startled out of your trick, completely fumbling and landing on the ground. Skateboard rolling away from you and headphones falling from your head. Regina held back a laugh as she walked over and helped you up," idiot, I said don't fall."

"You jinxed me." You huffed, mumbling quietly. Regina's gotten used to your mumblings, so she knew what you said as she helped you to your feet. While you picked up your headphones. Karen ran after your board. Getting it for you and returning it to your hands, kissing your cheek. "Thanks, Kare.."

Gretchen caught up and brushed her hands on your outfit, cleaning you up a bit. "Are you okay?" She asked and when you nodded, she relaxed and looked at Regina. "That was mean."

"What? All I did was tell them not to fall." Regina played innocent, wrapping a possessive arm around your waist," c'mon, dummy. Let's go get some lunch."

You nodded again, being a person of few words as you followed your girls into the school.

[ghcstao3]

prompt from @juggalomary :

“A teenaged ghost who often shows up to places with bruises and cuts. Who is a regular visitor of the homeless shelter by the soccer pitch popular with the local grammar school boys. Soap who is a troubled student from the grammar school who plays keeper in soccer matches with his friends.

One day ghost missed the final call before they locked the shelter after a late night argument with his dad. He slept on bench for the home team at the pitch. Soap being soap was up at that ungodly hour playing soccer when he accidentally hit ghost with his water bottle.

Next thing they knew ghost will either throw rocks at soaps windows or just walk through the front door when he can’t sleep at home.”

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Plink.

Johnny frowns, tearing his gaze away from his homework for a moment to wonder if he’d really just heard something. But when nothing happens for at least another minute or so following, Johnny resumes his work and chalks it up to his imagination.

Plink.

There, again. Johnny turns to the window where he’s sure the sound had come from, if it isn’t just in his head, and watches. Mindlessly twirls his pencil between his fingers and waits… for nothing. Another drawn out silence.

Plink.

Just as Johnny is making for his second dismissal, there’s a flash of grey bouncing off the glass that catches his eye. He slowly sets his pencil down and stands from his creaky desk chair before creeping toward the window.

There, on his lawn, with a bruised jaw and a toothy grin, is none other than Simon Riley.

Johnny hastily pulls his window open, leaning over the sill to whisper-shout, “Were you throwing rocks?”

“Maybe I was,” Simon whisper-shouts back. He less-than-discretely empties his hoodie pocket of an arsenal of pebbles now that he’s gotten Johnny’s attention. “You have room for one tonight?”

“Your dad kick you out?”

Simon shrugs a shoulder, grimacing. “Somethin’ like that.”

“Right, well—“ Johnny casts a quick glance back to his room, winces at the state of it, then decides Simon probably wouldn’t care, “—I’m sure my Ma won’t mind. Just wait there a sec.”

His Ma wouldn’t mind, sure, she loves Simon—but Johnny doesn’t imagine she’d be all too pleased to be disturbed at this hour, either, so he’s silent leaving his room to quietly greet Simon at the front door to let him in.

It’s the first time he’s ever come this late.

Johnny immediately shushes Simon once he’s ushered inside, though Simon has yet to say anything. He lets himself be led toward Johnny’s room without a word, dutifully following Johnny’s silent instruction to sit on the bed and wait while he retrieves the First Aid kit from the bathroom.

The bruise is worse, up close, though it’s old. Nothing Johnny can fix.

What he can fix, however, is the cut on Simon’s temple and the one through his bottom lip—all it requires is some gentle blotting of a cloth soaked with cold water to clean, and butterfly stitches on Simon’s head because it’s either that or Johnny’s wee sister’s princess bandaids to keep the wound covered.

Which, Simon jokes, would make him look too tough. But they both know the real reason he can’t use one.

When Johnny realizes he’s still leaning too far into Simon’s space, even now having finished tending to his cuts, he reels back before Simon can notice the blush that begins to bloom across his face.

Johnny hangs his head, picking at a loose thread on his pyjamas, doing his best to ignore the warmth burning from ear to ear.

“D’you wanna talk about it?” He mumbles.

He can feel Simon staring at him, something he always seems to be doing whether or not Johnny notices. Johnny continues picking at the string.

“Not really,” Simon says. “Can we sleep?”

Johnny nods, standing to push his desk chair back in place. He can hear Simon moving back on the bed, crawling underneath the covers like he’s now done so many times. Johnny clicks off his desk lamp and blindly wanders to the unoccupied side and gets into bed along with Simon.

They sleep back-to-back, always. And also like always, Johnny fights his exhaustion until he can be sure that Simon’s breathing has evened out; that he’s actually getting a proper rest.

Johnny knows he’ll have to deal with his Ma in the morning, but he doesn’t care. He just wishes it were easier for Simon to be safer like this every night, and not just the few he ends up staying here.

Johnny is still happy to provide any bit of help he can, though. God knows Simon needs the support.

Satisfied when he hears quiet snores escape Simon, Johnny, too, falls asleep.

[o-solemioo]

Scenario: Reader is very popular with the boys and girls at forks high because he's even more beautiful than Rosalie and actually talks to people. It's Friday afternoon during lunch and all the Cullens (except reader) are at their table and see’s some random human confess to reader. Reader plays along to piss off Jasper because he didn't let him do whatever (you can pick what it was). Jasper gets jealous and pissed so he calls Carlisle and tells him to not come home until a while. He takes reader home and punishes him.

THIS ISNT MY RQ IT CAME FROM SUM1 ELSE BUT THE CREATOR DIDNT WRITE FOR TWILIGHT!

hi anon,

thanks for the ask! this will be more of a drabble, i haven't written smut in a while... but! i've been loving writing the past few days!! also, i'm not very good with sub!reader, so please forgive me if it's a tad awkward, i'm trying >-<

also, quick note, if all of you wouldn't mind reading this post, that would be lovely! just a little message (including a thing about kinktober ;D) so it would mean a lot if you would take a peek at it! thank you darlings x.

you are loved, ๏siris ☾ ⋆･ﾟ:⋆･

— you really got me

☾ pairing: jasper hale x male!reader ☾ summary: "little brat." or jasper doesn't like when you flirt with others, even if it's "just a joke." ☾ warnings: 2nd person (you), smut, porn and not a lot of plot, dom!jasper, bratty sub!reader, reader is a bit of a masochist for sure, jasper calls reader "pretty", edging, a bit of slapping (in a sexy way i promise), ruined orgasm, aftercare ofc, not proofread. ☾ w๏rd c๏unt: 872

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To put it lightly, Jasper was pissed.

You two had gotten into a ridiculous argument about a book you had been reading on the Civil War. You had tried to tell Jasper that it was labelled "historical fiction" for a reason, but he wouldn't budge.

So, you weren't really talking to each other at the moment.

You had been enjoying your lunch, deciding to sit with Bella and her friends, because why not? They were nice people, as much as you were encouraged to stay away from them. Suddenly, Jessica chirped into your conversation.

"So... Do you have any plans this weekend?" You knew she meant it in a bit of a flirty way, but you were still mad at Jasper, so you gave in.

"No, I don't think I do." You replied sweetly, your voice dripping with a honey-like tone.

Jasper and his very good hearing did not like that.

When you arrived home that day, the house was empty. None of your vampiric 'siblings', no Carlisle, no Esme. You were confused until you heard a venomous voice behind you.

"So... going out with Jessica this weekend?" Jasper spat.

"It was a joke, Jas, learn to take one." You responded cheekily.

"Little brat." You wouldn't admit it, of course, but you were starting to get a bit excited. Jasper easily picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. You playfully struggled in his grasp, both of you knowing that it didn't matter; you were obviously going to let him do whatever he wanted. You just liked messing with him.

He tossed you onto the bed that he didn't need, straddling you and ravenously attacking your neck, nipping and sucking at the flesh that would've left marks, had you any blood to bruise in the first place.

You whined as he ripped himself off of you, slipping your shirt over your head in one swift motion. Then his shirt was off. All of the sudden, he was toying with the button of your jeans.

"W-Why'd you stop?" You asked breathlessly.

"You know what I'm gonna do to you, right?" Jasper smirked. Of course you did.

"Yeah... will you hurry it up?" Why not push his buttons just a bit more? It was fun.

He pulled your pants and underwear down at a painstakingly slow pace, your already hard cock springing out. Jasper laughed.

"I haven't even done anything, pretty" He mumbled in that lovely southern drawl.

Without warning, he gripped the base of your cock and squeezed a bit, making you gasp. He relished in the noise and leaned forward to use his spit as lube. You held the bedsheets in your strong hands as he began to stroke you excruciatingly slowly.

"Come on, what's the hold up, Jas?" You huffed out, already bothered with what you knew was a punishment of sorts.

Jasper took that as a challenge. Out of nowhere, his hand began to move rapidly against your length, pulling gasps from you and making you squirm.

He refused to relent until those fateful words slipped from your mouth.

"Jas, Jasper... I'm gonna cum-" And his hand went still. You lolled your head back and let out a groan. Of course. You wouldn't get away that easily.

And when you finally felt half-yourself again. He just started back up. Your lungs began to burn as you writhed underneath him, letting out strangled moans as he abused your cock.

Again, you felt yourself close to your peak. "Please, please," You began to beg slightly. "Let me cum."

Nope. His hand was fully off of your dick this time; you tried to close your legs, searching for any sort of friction, but he forced them open, slapping the inside of your thigh harshly, drawing another moan and a smile from you. He knew you were liking this, of course you were.

This continued for a while. You would beg him to let you cum, and he would only pull his hand off of your aching length.

Finally, the half-hour mark hit and he decided he would be nice.

The next time you piped up with a "Please, please, Jas, baby, let me cum, please..." Your voice was hoarse and rough; yet you still asked with a small smile on your face.

"Okay, pretty. Cum." He commanded. It didn't take much else for you to reach your high, but the second your seed spilled from your cock, he pulled his hand off again, leaving you with nothing to guide you through your high. You bucked into the air a few times, crying out for any sense of relief, but he just smiled as he watched you toss and turn.

When you finally came down from your ruined euphoria, Jasper left the room for a moment, leaving you heaving and half-dazed. But he returned with a washcloth, cleaning up your now sensitive dick.

"Fuck." You sighed. "That was good, actually."

Jasper let out a hearty chuckle at your words. "You find anything good." He shook his head slightly.

"So do you forgive me now?" You smiled, still a bit dopey.

Jasper smiled. "Yes, pretty. I do." That pretty drawl could put you to sleep. You were just happy it all worked out.

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damn, i'll be honest, i wasn't expecting that to be as easy to write as it was... again, quite drabbly, but i know a lot of people like shorter reads, so i hope this is alright :)

[genericpuff]

With LO being done, a mass layoff apparently happening recently, and high profile creators like that of Bugtopia bailing from them, do you think Webtoons is gonna last much longer?

So I had heard about the layoff through the grapevine (as in, pals that I know who are aware of the situation) but honestly, I don't think this is the end of Webtoons as an app... I think this is definitely an end of a version of Webtoons that we were all familiar with as both creators and readers. I've been noticing this shift over the past couple years and now it seems to be coming to a head, a status quo shift from Webtoons being an earnest "anyone can find success with us" community of readers and indie creators to just another enshittified corporate platform that's only interested in churning out content to keep up its bottom line.

Before I continue, obligatory reminder that I am not an Originals creator, just a former Canvas creator and avid webcomic reader. None of this post is to accuse Webtoons of foul play or spread misinformation, these are simply my opinions based on my own experiences with the app and its staff, research that I've done into Webtoons' practices and history as a company, and firsthand + secondhand accounts of experiences on the backend from various Originals creators who have willingly spoken up on the matter. Take the following dissection and rant about Webtoons with mountains of salt.

The biggest sign of this shift I've seen has definitely gotta be the reduction of greenlit Canvas series in favor of imported Korean series. Now I will say there was a time that there genuinely were too many greenlit series, back when they used to do their launch weeks, and I think scaling that back isn't necessarily a bad thing to prevent oversaturation, but oversaturation is still very much happening, it's just through imported series now.

Though I will say a counter argument to this is that Webtoons' own audience has a habit of believing that EVERY piece of work needs to be read and kept up with. This is surely a side effect of Webtoons going from being a smaller platform with only a few select Originals series to suddenly launching hundreds more over the course of the last couple years, there WAS a time you could genuinely keep up with most of the series on the platform if you wanted, but now that's no longer possible, and while some would argue that's a flaw, I'd argue that greenlighting so many series isn't necessarily an invitation for you to read them all, it's just to buff up their library with more choices for those who are more particular about what they read. Do you enjoy isekai but don't like the one about the girl being reborn into her favorite medieval romance book? Well there are 50 other isekais set in medieval times for you to choose from.

That said, the ratio of greenlit Canvas series : Korean imports definitely feels like it's skewed more towards the latter over the past couple years, as we're now seeing them simply opt to import and translate series from their Naver platform. Some people don't really care or notice the difference, and there's certainly lots to be said about the popularity of many Korean works, but many other readers are now feeling iced out by the platform's sudden shift in art styles and storytelling tropes because Korean webtoons and manwhas do generally aim for a different audience than what a lot of veteran Webtoon users are used to. Plus from the creator side of things, it's undoubtedly making the playing grounds feel uneven where greenlit Canvas series now have to compete with the webtoons from overseas that are made in studios with teams of people and seem to also be paid far better than what NA creators are being paid. Webtoons already severely limits what series they choose to advertise and that's only gotten worse over the years with the ongoing oversaturation of the app's library.

That's only regarding quantity though, as there's surely lots to be said about how a lot of the higher quality stories are ones here made in North America, and a lot of that I feel has to do with the benefit of them being comics written in English by people who natively speak English. Unlike Korean manwha/webtoons, they don't have to go through the process of translation and localization which can unfortunately cause an otherwise well written manwha to lose its subtleties and specific writing choices due to rushed or poor translating (people who read scanlations of manga and manwha or who even just watch dubbed vs. subbed anime can certainly attest to this.)

With all that in mind, my own personal theory (*again, this is my opinion and tinfoil hat suspicions, not fact) is that Webtoons/Naver has essentially been outsourcing to North America to build up their app through titles like Lore Olympus, and now that that audience has been built, they seem to be bringing in their Korean series to benefit off that audience while reducing the amount of NA Canvas series they greenlight, particularly their most popular genres like Romance, Fantasy, and Action. How much they'll benefit, I can't say for certain, considering this is a company that has been operating in the red for years and IIRC they even practically admit to this in their IPO proposal (it's actually really funny to read if you're familiar with legal jargon and Webtoons as a company)

Fact of the matter though is that despite Webtoons building up that audience through legacy NA titles, they seem to have forgotten one fundamental thing - most of the people in that audience just don't seem to be interested in the content they're now trying to sell. Credit where credit is due, the aggressive marketing campaign surrounding Lore Olympus for the last 5 years did a great job at pulling in new people to the app, many of whom never read webtoons before. In all its flaws, Lore Olympus is very beginner friendly for people who are new to Webtoons, with guilty pleasure romance writing that a lot of NA readers enjoy nowadays and an art style that was very unique at the time.

But out of all those people who were attracted to the app through series like LO, how many do you think are reading Korean manwha? I don't have the numbers to back up this argument 🧂🧂🧂 but I personally doubt it's very many if all the complaints about Webtoons becoming 'samey' over the years is anything to go off of (right alongside the complaints of LO being marketed way too much lmao)

So no, I don't think Webtoons as a company is going anywhere. They've made it this long operating at a loss, mostly in part to their parent company Naver injecting them with funds (and for anyone unaware, Naver is essentially the Google of Korea, they're a massive tech company that owns Webtoons as a separate venture, not too different from Google owning Youtube in a sense) and now they're turning to public funding.

I do think Webtoons as we know it is dying and changing, for better and for worse however you may define it, and regardless of which way it goes, it's going to come with the consequential shift in both audience and creators that such a transformation brings. I was there when it happened to Tapas, I was there when it happened to DeviantArt, and now we're seeing it in real time with Webtoons all over again. Whether or not they rise from the ashes reborn anew or simply fester like a dying animal, that remains to be seen, but considering this is the same company that's currently exploiting and underpaying creators to keep their bottom line afloat, developing AI tools, and running an app that's held together with staples and glue and doesn't even have tagging implemented, I'm not holding my breath for the best case scenario. The company and its app may live on but the Webtoons that we knew for years is long gone and may never return again.

And that's my many cents on that.

[soyeonsbabygirl]

Fucking Virgin! | Popular! G!P Kim Minnie/Nicha Yontarak x Popular! Reader x Virgin! Miyeon

You and Minnie were pretty popular. Everyone in school knew who you guys were, every time you guys came in you were dressed in the most trendiest outfits, hair always looked good, makeup was always gorgeous. People either wanted to be you guys, or fuck you guys but you both belonged to each other.

You and Minnie were your schools it couple and the 2 of you knew that, Minnie would sometimes drag you to an empty classroom just to fuck you. She loved watching you gag on her cock as it hit the back of your throat or the slapping sound that would be heard throughout the whole classroom when she took you from behind.

You both loved each other and that was all that mattered , but you guys also loved your other girlfriend. Miyeon was more on the quiet side, she wasn’t popular like you guys she stayed more to herself not getting involved with the popular crowd. She had a few friends here and there but mainly only hung out with you guys of course.

Miyeon was more well known than popular, people didn’t know if she was dating you guys or just a very close ….“best friend.” You and Miyeon were in the library, you had both gotten passes from your teacher claiming you were going there to study but in reality you guys were making out behind the bookshelves.

A little secluded corner no one would think to even look for you guys, a small area that only the 2 of you knew about because Miyeon was the library assistant. You guys would often come over here to make out or just hangout along with Minnie, but this time it was just you two.

Her hands roamed your body under your shirt while your leg was in between her thighs, you both would moan softly against each other’s lips. her fingers went inside the mini skirt you had worn today playing with the waist band of it, you giggled against her lips as you had figured what she might’ve been trying to do.

You pulled away from her lips looking in her eyes, you knew how bad she wanted to fuck you, but you also knew she had no idea what she was doing. Your sweet girlfriend here was a virgin, you and Minnie despite having sex with each other whenever you two wanted you guys didn’t do that with Miyeon.

Neither of you wanted to push her, wanting it to be her choice when she was ready. So you were ok with just a bit of dry humping and make out sessions, you enjoyed it all especially seeing her cute reactions.

My sweet baby feeling needy?” you asked her looking at her , she said nothing as her fingers made their way to your wetness teasing the entrance. You moaned softly as she bit her lips enjoying seeing your reactions, even if she wasn’t sure what she was doing and how she should do it, all she knew was she wanted to make you feel good. “I’m sure about this…I wanna make you feel good..please help me.”

She looked at you with pleading eyes as her fingers pads circled your clit, making you get wet just from that. You smiled as you let out soft moans indicating she was doing good, yet you still needed her to do more so you could really feel good. “ok..now you can either keep doing this..or you can insert your fingers inside me..is that ok?” you asked her in between soft sighs and pants as she nodded.

She continued to circle your clit slowly but eventually got faster when she got use to the feeling, she loved the feeling of your clit getting wet just from her fingertips it made her wet as she bit her lip. Once she was sure you were wet enough she looked at you for more help, you took her fingers guiding them to your needy hole you moaned as you helped her insert them both inside you.

Your breathing became heavier as you tried to get used to the feeling of her fingers inside you, “ok baby…fuck…your fingers are fucking amazing for this…I can’t believe you’re a fucking virgin…there's no wa-” before you could even finish Miyeon slowly started thrusting her fingers in and out of you making you moan.

She was going slowly since she was scared of hurting you every time you would let out a particularly loud moan or whine causing her to freeze slightly before moving again. You leaned forward and kissed her cheek, “it’s ok baby, it doesn’t hurt. I'm fine I promise, you can go faster” your reassuring words was what she needed.

She gulped as she smiled, her fingers began to slowly but surely pick up speed making you moan for her again. She was in awe of how pretty you looked like this, coming undone on her fingers. Her eyes went down to your boobs she had always wondered how they felt. Sure she’d felt them through your shirt or your bra when you guys would make out, but never without them.

While she sped her fingers up making you moan and whine more she snuck her hands under your shirt and swiftly unclipped your bra all in one swift motion, before you could register what she did a shock of pleasure went through you as her thumb rolled your nipple making you moan even more. Miyeon loved how your moans got louder and continued her assault on your clit and boobs, she felt you get tighter from this making her confused slightly but she didn’t stop her movements.

She noticed you were shaking slightly also making her confused, she racked her brain trying to remember what Minnie and you had told her about sex. All she remembered was tight and clenching while being penetrated or fingered was good so she decided to keep going, even if she didn’t understand the shaking. She took her hand off your breast going to one of your hands holding hoping to ease you, you squeezed her hand and looked in her eyes still moaning.

“I’m close..fuck….you’re gonna make me cum…” you let out between breathy moans this excited miyeon as she went faster making you cry out as you squeezed her hand harder. You let out a loud moan body shaking slightly as you came, Miyeon watched with awe as she watched your face scrunch up slightly.

You looked gorgeous as you orgasmed and your moan made her wetter than she’d like to admit, your chest moved up and down as you tried to catch your breath. Miyeon admired you as you caught your breath making you lean in giving her a gentle kiss. She took her fingers out of you when you pulled away from her you got an idea when you saw how wet her fingers were from fingering you.

“Suck them. Suck your fingers clean baby.” Miyeon listened as she sucked her fingers while you fixed yourself, she loved how you tasted and when she was done her fingers were covered in drool making ou laugh. You kissed her forehead as you both prepared to get ready to go back to class.

It was lunch time now, the 3 of you (Minnie, Miyeon, and you) were all eating in same spot in the library you and miyeon had fucked in earlier. You're on Minnies lap while Miyeon sits next to you both holding one of Minnie’s hands, you decided to tell Minnie about earlier when you had saw her.

This made Minnie hard and she could tell by Miyeon’s face she had something on her mind. “What's on your mind yeonie?” Minnie asked with a teasing undertone as her hand rested on your waist still holding you on her lap, Miyeon bites the inside of her cheek she takes a deep breath as she speaks

“I wanna fuck you both. I’m ready and….I’m already pretty wet for you both.” she admits looking down slightly, both you and Minnie share a look before you both agree getting an idea. Minnie takes your skirt and panties off and urges Miyeon to do the same. You help Minnie out of her pants then taking her boxers off, Miyeons eyes widen making you giggle at her reaction.

Minnie’s fingers circle Miyeon’s clit as you sink down on her moaning at the same time as Miyeon and Minnie. “Wow you really are wet, I wanna see how well you do with my fingers before I see if you can take my cock baby. Watch how y/n rides so then you can understand how to do it ok?” Miyeon nods as you start bouncing up and down on Minnies dick making you both moan.

Minnie inserts her fingers inside of Miyeon making the girl moan, Minnie counts to 3 as she moves fingers in and out of Miyeon slowly sp she can use to it. You began to ride Minnie faster moaning as you did so, Miyeon tried her best to watch but when Minnie’s fingers matched the pace that you were riding her she couldn’t help but squeeze her eyes shut moaning with you as Minnie’s fingers hit all her spots.

You grabbed Miyeon’s face making her open her eyes forcing her to watch how you rode Minnie. Your boobs went up and down as you rode her, your moans matched with her own moans. “Fuck Miyeonie your pussy feels so amazing around my fingers” Minnie said in between moans, Miyeon wasn’t even listening only focused on the pleasure she was feeling.

Who knew it would feel this good to be fingered? She felt a weird pressure in her stomach build up causing her tighten around Minnie’s fingers, her moans got louder blending with yours and Minnie’s. Minnie could feel how all 3 of you were close, Miyeon started crying as tears went down her face.

You held her hand and moaned loudly as she squeezed it her body shaking as she orgasmed for the first time, it felt amazing to her as well as euphoric. Yours and Minnie’s releases both followed shortly after , the room was filled with pants from the 3 of you. Miyeon had a face of pure bliss still taking in the fact that she had just been fingered as well experiencing her first orgasm, Miyeon was in a state bliss of happiness.

You sucked Minnie’s fingers then Minnie sucked them herself getting hard from Miyeon’s taste, you both shared a look obvious that you both were sharing the same idea. You got off of Minnie, as Minnie laid Miyeon down. She used her jacket and placed it under Miyeon’s head giving her some comfort, Minnie held Miyeon’s hand as she slowly pushed herself inside Miyeon.

Miyeon let out the whiniest moan from the stinging sensation she felt as Minnie stretched her out, more tears fell from her eyes making you came over and kissed her cheeks as Minnie held her hand. “Shh it's ok baby, you’re doing good you don't have to take all of it today.” Miyeon’s breathing became heavy as she got used to Minnie inside her, you swiped the small bit of blood that trickled down her thigh giving her a kiss on her forehead.

Miyeon nodded signaling to Minnie it was ok for her to start moving, Minnie smiled as she began to thrust slowly making Miyeon moan loudly. “Fuck, your pussy is so good. I can’t believe you’re a fucking virgin.” Minnie moaned out her hands flying to Miyeons hips, both of their moans filled the area you guys were in making you get wet from both the sound and the site.

Once Miyeon had gotten use to the pace it was then when you slowly lowered yourself on Miyeon’s face, you knew the girl was good with her tongue since you’ve made out with her and watched how she licked the whipped cream off her strawberry milkshakes you would buy her from her favorite cafe she liked. Miyeon was a bit confused on what to do so you told her stick her tongue which she did.

She started placing licks to your clit whilst moaning against it making you moan from the sensation, it wasn’t long before she made up her own technique of sticking her tongue in and out of you, or sucking your clit moaning against it cause you to get wetter and grind your hips against her tongue. Minnie had started speeding up making Miyeon moan even more as she ate you out, you pulled Minnie in for a kiss both of you moaning against each others lips, Miyeon was close and you both knew it.

You were also close, grinding against Miyeon’s face desperate for a release, Miyeon squeezed your thighs with both hands holding you down on her face against her tongue making you really sit on her face. You screamed thighs shaking as you squirted all over Miyeon’s face, Miyeon practically drank all your fluids as you panted seeing stars.

Shortly after your orgasm , Miyeon let out the most pornographic sound tears flowing out her eyes as she orgasmed , all of this made Minnie cum deep inside miyeon moaning both your names as she did so. You all sat there panting in pure bliss trying to regain your composures.

Minnie pulled out of Miyeon and helped you off Miyeon’s face, she hugged you both as the 3 of you cuddled up to each other. “Who knew you’d be so good at eating pussy baby” you said making Minnie laugh as well as Miyeon smile, “I think I'm addicted…Your pussy tastes better than any candy I've ever had.”

You blushed slightly from her words as you kissed her forehead, “well now I can say I'm not a fucking virgin anymore.” Minnie smiled while you hummed closing your eyes. The 3 of you decided you’d skip your other classes and just enjoy each other like you were now.

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The long awaited Mimin and reader smut everyone has been waiting for! I hope you all like it since it was fun to write. Maybe I’ll write a part 2? But don’t hold your breathes.

[emmaleighsworld]

Seriously?

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

Summary: When your coworker ditches work early Steve is there to lend a helping hand.

Contains: just fluff here

Word Count: 1.7k

Steve’s taste in music had always been something his classmates raved about, even after he stopped hosting those huge parties. They always talked about how every time he’d host a party or let people hang out at his house he’d have the best, most popular, music on standby.

Although most of his favorite songs were fun, rock songs he could sing along to—and the occasional pop song—Steve also had a soft spot for some songs from the 60s and 70s. They brought him back to the simpler times of his childhood, back to before he had seen how complicated the world really was.

However, he usually liked to keep that information to himself because it was special to him. And since he kept that to himself and a few of his close friends, even if they liked poking fun at him for it—it was no surprise that two weeks after his graduation Tina had asked Steve if she could borrow his best summer-music tape for a party she was hosting while her parents were gone over the weekend. 

Tina said she’d stop by Scoops after she was done with it, but her party was two weeks ago. So, that’s how Steve ended up walking across the mall towards Sam Goody’s after his shift, hoping that Tina would be on the closing shift. 

That’s when Steve first saw you. You were wiping down the counters, humming along to a Supremes song that played over the store speakers, when he walked in. 

Steve’s first thought was that music stores don’t usually play this type of music. Usually, it’s something fun and upbeat because that’s what they’re trying to sell. 

Then Steve remembered that he’d seen you once before. A couple weeks ago, after his closing shift, he saw you in the mall parking lot. Well, truthfully, he’d heard you first. You were in your car singing along to an old Supremes song blasting from your car speakers with your windows down.

When he’d gotten to his Beemer, Steve watched as you drove past him in the lot, singing to your heart’s content. He remembered thinking how carefree you looked that night and how pretty he thought you were. 

Steve had kept an eye out for you after that night but never had any luck finding you as his eyes searched the crowds of the mall each day during his break. Suddenly, he was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard that voice again—“Seriously?” He heard her say under her breath.

“Hey, sorry, but I already closed the register. We’re closed for today.” you said, “You’ll have to come back tomorrow.”

“Oh, no. I’m not here to buy anything.” Steve said looking around, “Do you know if Tina’s here tonight? She borrowed one of my tapes for a party and I just wanted to get it back.”

You laughed, Tina had left her shift early with her boyfriend after promising you an IOU for the next time you wanted to leave early. 

“No, she’s not here. Left early with her boyfriend.”

“Seriously?” Steve asked.

You weren’t sure if it was his straightforwardness or if it was the way he kind of looked like he needed a friend in that silly-looking sailor hat, but you decided to continue the conversation instead of shooing him out of the store.

“Seriously,”  You sighed, holding up the silly IOU cards Tina made for you, “Now I have two of these.”

Steve walked closer to the counter to read them as you placed them on the counter and moved to grab the window cleaning supplies.

“An IOU? She really gave you one of those?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t expect me to ever use them, but I kind of want to just so that she knows she can’t always dump this crap on me and ‘promise’,” you say making air quotes with your fingers, “ that she’ll cover for me.”

You began spraying the front window and continued your rant, “I mean, she barely helps when she is here.”

“I could help you close up the shop if you want?” Steve broached as you wiped the glass.

You stopped, turning around to face the guy you had allowed to stay in the store for maybe a bit too long.

“You would help me?” You asked skeptically.

“Yeah, sure. I mean, I just closed up Scoops Ahoy—which is why I’m still wearing this stupid uniform. But I did it all by myself since Robin had to leave early for some stupid family dinner. Anyway, I just—I know what it’s like and if you want some help just give me the order.”

Steve finished his rambling offer to help with a smile, hoping you’d take him up on his offer. 

You stayed silent for a few seconds and narrowed your eyes at him, thinking. But, just when Steve started thinking you were about to kick him out, you smiled.

“You know, I was starting to wonder why you walked in here looking like some discount store sailor. No offense.” You said.

“None taken,” he smiled back and took off his sailor hat, “This wasn’t really my first choice, but I had to get a job somewhere-you know?”

“Yeah, I get that—“ you paused, realizing you didn’t know this guy's name yet and he didn’t know yours, “What’s your name?”

“Steve Harrington,” he said.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Steve Harrington,” you smiled cheekily and then gave him your name.

Steve smiled too, “It’s nice to meet you too.”

“Well, Steve, if you really want to help, I haven’t swept the floor yet and  there’s a broom in the back.”

You went back to wiping the front window and looked back at him after a few seconds. Steve had stopped moving. He had a blank look on his face like he was surprised you accepted his help. Most people just brushed off his offers for help.

“The back room is over there,” you said pointing, “Don’t think that I’ll let you just loiter around in here 'cause you’re nice.”

“Oh, okay,” Steve said, still in a daze.

As Steve walked over to the back room, the song over the stereo changed and you started humming along as you returned to your work. 

You could hear him moving around when you suddenly heard another voice quietly humming with you. 

You stopped and looked at Steve. He was quietly humming to the song and moving around the store as he swept. 

In that moment, you could feel your heart squeeze at the sight. You barely knew anything about him, but there was something so endearing about Steve and the way he wanted to help you for nothing in return.

He had surprised you. You didn’t think you were ready to like someone new, but there Steve was. Helping you out, on a Friday night nonetheless, in all his kindness.

Steve looked up at you when he realized you’d stopped humming. And just when you thought he couldn’t have shocked you more, he stopped humming and began to sing along-trying to coax you into joining him.

It took you a minute to let the moment sink in. With anyone else you would have passed it off as a joke, but Steve had disarmed you. So you joined him, singing along to your heart's content in an odd duet sort of way.

Soon enough, the two of you had cleaned the store and finished the rest of the closing duties, singing the whole time. 

“That was fun,” you said, turning off the music and grabbing your bag from the counter, heading towards the doors. 

“Yeah,” he said as he watched you lock the door for the night.

“Thanks—for the help I mean.” You said looking towards Steve.

“It’s no problem, I’m glad to help.” Steve said, “Can I walk you to your car?” 

He looked a little nervous when he asked. It was almost like he was scared you’d say no, but instead, you smiled at him.

“Sure,” you said.

So you started walking out of the mall, in step with Steve.

The walk to your car was surprisingly quiet. You couldn’t figure out what you should be talking about and Steve didn’t say anything either. He seemed to be lost in thought whenever you glanced over at him.

You thought the two of you had a lot of fun tonight. A small part of you thought that you could become friends with Steve, and an even smaller part thought about liking him as more than a friend if you got to know him better.

It felt a little silly thinking about it, but he helped you and made you feel better. 

But by the time you’d gotten to your car, neither of you had said a word.

“Well, thanks for walking with me. I guess I’ll see you around,” you said unlocking your car.

“Wait, umm…” Steve said before trailing off.

“Yeah?” You looked at him, waiting. 

He took a small breath and continued, “You remember how you said you wanted to use those IOU cards Tina made you?”

You nodded, wondering what exactly he was going to say.

“Well, I was wondering if you’d like to go to the Fourth of July fair with me—maybe use one of those IOUs to get off work early?” Steve asks.

“We could play the games and go on some rides,” he continued, “The food’s not too bad as long as you don’t think about how greasy it actually is. I was thinking we could get to know each other better…”

“Are you asking me, as a date? Serious?” You asked, almost not believing your ears.

“Yeah, I thought it could be fun,” Steve said as he rubbed the back of his neck, “So, what do you think?”

You broke into a smile, “I think I would like that a lot.”

Steve looked so relieved when you accepted. He had smiled a few times already, but this smile was brighter than all the rest and it made you glad.

That must have been what he was thinking about on the walk to your car.

“Cool. Awesome. I can write out the details and bring them to you on my lunch break tomorrow if that's okay?” Steve offers.

“That’d be great Steve,” you said, “And maybe I could stop by Scoops on my break. I’ve been meaning to stop in too—see what flavors you guys have.”

“Great, I’ll see you tomorrow then,” Steve said, “Drive safe.”

“You too,” you said before getting into your car to leave.

You weren’t quite sure what going on a date with Steve Harrington would bring. But, you did know that you were excited for something and it felt good to look forward to something again.

[joekeeryswife]

Episode 2 : Chats

a/n: episode 2! thank you for so much love on the first imagine, i really do appreciate you all. here is part two, trying to make it a bit more interesting lol but the ending is awful, next part will be better, anyways enjoy reading loves🩰

“should we go over to the swing? i want to know more about you” you nodded your head and smiled. Mason grabbed ahold of your hand and the two of you headed over to the swing.

you sat down on the swing and he sat opposite you, now you were alone you could finally have a good look at him and you were in shock at how pretty he was. now, you’ve had crushes in the past but he was practically perfect. “so, tell me about yourself then y/n. what do you do for work and how old are you? ” Mason said as he got comfortable on the swing.

“well, i’m an influencer and model and im 22.” Mason wasn’t shocked that you were a model, you were absolutely stunning. when he first made his way down the steps his eyes were fixated on you. you were utterly perfect and he couldn’t believe someone like you was on love island, not that it was a bad thing but how could someone like you be single?

“that doesn’t surprise me, you’re beautiful” he said making you blush brightly. “thank you” you smiled at him “what do you do for work? and how old are you?” you said as you tucked your hair behind your ear. “i’m a footballer and i’m 25” you nodded “what team do you play for?” you were honestly still in a little bit of shock that Mason had picked you, he was so good looking and even though you were pretty the other girls were just as beautiful.

“yeah, i play for Man United” your eyes widened, you thought maybe he would say a team you didn’t know but you did not expect that to come out of his mouth. “i know, embarrassing that a footballer is on love island” Mason didn’t know why but he was a embarrassed. he was quite popular and that wasn’t him being big headed but he felt like every girl was just using him for his money.

“no i don’t think it is, you shouldn’t be embarrassed for wanting to find someone” he felt at ease after you said that, he wanted to impress you because he felt a connection “so, what’s your type y/n” he ran a hand through his hair, the two of you hadn’t broke eye contact since you’d been sat here.

“i like someone who’s taller than me, older, tanned, has tattoos, athletic.” you had practically described him and he was happy about that. “what about you? what’s your usual type?”

“i don’t have a usual type really, i’m open to everyone” you nodded, you thought it was a good outlook to have. “it’s good that you’re open to everyone, it shows maturity i think.” Mason went to talk before you heard the sound of a phone chime and Molly called out saying she had gotten a text.

she was sat on the day beds with Tommy and the two of you looked at her as she stood up getting everyones attention. “islanders, tonight you will have a party to celebrate this series of love island. #getthispartystarted” you all cheered and decided it was time you should start getting ready.

-♡-

you were in the dressing room doing your makeup next to Amber and Anna. “so girls how’s your chats been with your boys?” Anna said as she straightened her hair. “Curtis isn’t my type at all but he’s sweet. nothing would ever happen between us though. i hope someone comes in for me though” Amber said as she stuck on her eyelashes.

“you are beautiful and someone will definitely come in for you Amber” you said as you applied your eyeliner. “how was your chat with Mason, he seems really into you” Amber replied and you smiled at the thought. “he is very pretty. he’s really sweet and he was really interested in getting to know me but i guess that’s what you do on love island” they both laughed.

“the two of you make a perfect pair” Anna said. “how are you and Ovie?” she groaned “he is so hot i can’t get over it” you and Amber agreed, you nodded your head. “i’m going to get to know him more and see where things go” she continued.

“what were you girls thinking of wearing?” Chloe said as she came into the dressing room from the bathroom. “well, i’m thinking of this dress, it’s one of my favourites” you said getting up to show the leopard print dress. “oh my goodness that is perfect, Mason is going to love it” Chloe said and the other girls agreed.

you had all done your hair and makeup to perfection, definitely trying to impress the boys on the first night which you all succeeded. when you all finally came out of the villa into the garden all of the boys whistled at the sight of you.

you all grabbed a glass of wine and split off with your partners, you and Mason sat on the day beds next to each other. “so, you model and you’re an influencer, what do you like to do in your free time?” Mason was thinking of things to ask you. “i love makeup, very into fashion so when im free i go to Paris and visit the House of Dior exhibition with my friends which may seem weird but i love it” he listened intently as you spoke about things that you loved.

“i also love shopping, going to the gym, painting and travelling. what about you? other than football what do you like to do?” you asked “i love the gym obviously, i play video games, i love watching the formula 1 and i love to travel too” you almost squealed with joy when you heard he loved to travel.

it was one of your favourite things to do. “where have you been? and where would you like to go?” you asked as you took a sip of your drink “i’ve been to pretty much all the main places you go to when travelling like Australia, America, Japan, South Korea, Bali. what about you?” he felt at ease when he spoke to you and this had never happened to him before.

“the same, Australia is my favourite. i think if i could live anywhere in the world it would be there, but i don’t think i could leave my family just to live there” he nodded his head “is your family important to you then?” he almost shook his head at the silly question but you smiled.

“very important. my mum is my best friend, im very close with my siblings and cousins too. i have two nieces as well who are the cutest thing ever. to be honest its going to be weird not seeing them for however long i’m in here for. i see them practically every day” you loved your family and he could see that by the way you spoke about them.

“you have two nieces? so do i” another thing you bonded over “no way? isn’t that crazy, we like almost all the same things and now we have bonded over our nieces” you both laughed “i miss them so much. i moved to Manchester last year and they live in portsmouth so that’s like an almost five hour drive which is hard for them. i went from seeing them every other week to seeing them every other month” even though he loved Manchester he wished his family was closer.

“that must be really difficult for you. i don’t want to sound rude but do you not get lonely? i assume you live alone” he shook his head “that’s not rude at all. yeah, i live alone and that does get pretty lonely. i mean i have my dog Max and i have friends up there but there’s nothing like coming home to someone you know? that’s why i’ve come on here, to find someone so im not lonely” you felt sad for him, he had been living in Manchester for almost a year meaning he must have been feeling like this for all that time.

“i’m not going trying to jinx it but maybe i could be that person?” you cringed at what you had just said and pulled a face making Mason laugh, you had gone bright red. “sorry that was disgusting i cannot believe i just said that” you laughed at yourself which made Mason laugh even harder.

“no don’t say that, that was a good one until you made that face. who said i didn’t want you to be that person?” he flirted which made you feel better. his eyes flickered to your lips then back up to your eyes. “do you mind if i kiss you?” you shook your head at his comment. he lent in, one of his hands going to your cheek as he kissed you. the kiss was filled with passion, it almost made you dizzy. he was a good kisser. a very good kisser.

you both pulled away, breathless but in awe at how amazing that first kiss was. you had never had a kiss like that before and it was the first night? no one had ever kissed you as passionately as him. “wow, that was just, incredible” he said making you drop your head as you blushed.

“why did you decide to pick me then? out of the girls why me?” you were curious, i wasn’t that you were insecure or anything but you just wanted to know why “why was i the only boy you stepped forward for?” he retaliated. he was quick witted which took you by surprise.

“i stepped forward because you were the only boy i seemed to have an attraction too. none of the other boys are my type and so far you’re ticking every box. and you’re very very attractive” you shrugged and he nodded, he felt his face heat up as you spoke about him. “well, i picked you because when i walked down them steps i was honestly mesmerised by you. i was in shock at how pretty you were and you’re the only person i wanted to get to know” you also blushed at his comment.

you felt giddy “let’s see how this goes then, who knows you could be the love of my life” you joked making him laugh. “maybe you could be” you both smiled at one another and as you made eye contact with him you felt your body filling with this feeling you’d never felt before, you felt bonded to him, like you needed to get to know him more and you were going to do just that. you just hoped no one else would feel this way about Mason too.

[leannswritings]

hii i love your writing style so much can you do a chanyoung x fem reader where reader purposely flirts with chanyoung just to annoy chief ji's daughter but after some time chanyoung confronts you and wants it to become real. thank youu <33

"Serious"

Warnings : smut, semi-public???, slight hair pulling, barely proofread

Pairings : Chan-young x F!reader

A/N : IM IN HELL, I apologize for the wait, I gots to make a schedule. But here's an update, there's slight Romance at the end?? Idk it's romantic 2 me

You were used to being the center of attention, during your life before this you were a celebrity, I mean you were really pretty, popular, and rich. Now here you are, in a world where status doesn't even matter anymore, yet this one girl, that annoying piece of crap had some type of status in this haven.

Ye-seul had this obsession with Chan-young, a baseball player who's currently serving his mandatory time, you've met him once at one of his baseball games and they let you pitch the first ball, clips of him teaching you how to pitch went viral among fans. You've never talked to him outside of that, but ye-seul being the delusional fan she was, they had it out for you, especially when you arrived at the shelter.

You just couldn't let her talk however she wanted to you or harass Chan-young, so you flirted with him in front of her for weeks just to piss her off. It's funny to see how she would react depending on the bold statements you would say. Many times getting reactions out of him, his reactions were so cute you would have never thought a man with so many fans would react nervously or so blushy to what you thought was basic flirting or joking around.

Chan-young had a nice face, such a mix of cuteness and attractiveness was mind-blowing, the more you saw him the more you wanted to play around with him. His pleading-like looks, his personality, and his build got to your brain. You would give up anything just to get a taste of him, but you held back because you wanted to continue playing around.

"Hey, can I talk to you"

You heard a voice from behind you breaking your thoughts causing you to turn around to see Chan-young. You nod and get up to follow him to a nearby hall, lifting a blanket that was placed there to dry. You didn't even realize he had grabbed your shoulders and pushed against the hallway wall.

"Are you just playing with me or are you serious"

Damn. You started to think you must have gotten on his nerves with how you acted towards him, but then again maybe he wanted it.

"Why, do you want it to be serious?"

You replied with a slight smile on your face, thank god you were good at acting because you were nervous, I mean you've never seen him so serious while talking to you.

"Yes...I want it to be serious. Don't you understand, I like the attention you give me, I don't want this to just be some fun game"

Fun game? At first, it was just to piss that girl off but you ended up being very honest with the way you flirted with him. Hearing him say he wanted to be serious was good enough for you, you've always been a bold and up-front person, but his confronting you made you want to hear him talk about it just a little more before you did what you wanted.

"Fuck.. I mean I know you don't like ye-seul but tell me you're just not playing around with me. I'm serious about you."

That's it, it's close to what you want to hear, his hands still on ur upper arm, maybe it was the look on his face, the more impatient he got, the happier you got. You couldn't hold back anymore, Your boldness increased due to the current situation.

"Then make it serious"

You grabbed his face to mash his lips against yours, and his hands quickly moved from your upper arm to your waist, pulling your body more into his. His hand placement was just right, making this situation feel 10 times more attractive than it already was. Your makeout session went on for a while, and it went on violently as y'all both fought over control. Being that his body was pressed against you, you could tell how excited he was due to the hardness against your lower body, impulsively but rightfully you slid your hand down his body to the spot.

"We..we can't do this here"

He automatically said after noticing you were getting more into it, it's not like he wouldn't mind but there were people close, and things could get outta hand if y'all got caught. You, on the other hand, were down, no matter what, if people could hear, let them hear, if y'all got caught "yolo" is what you thought.

"We can...plus I don't think you want to walk out of here like that"

It would be completely noticeable if he walked into the main area struggling against his pants. You'd rather fuck here than wait forever, there was a blanket that was left to dry that was covering the hall, so it's not like anyone would see, you hoped anyway.

Chan-young took a minute to think about this though, but hell, he would get to let everyone know indirectly that you were his. The idea of the people who wanted to get with you, being disappointed by the idea of you getting smashed in some hall by someone else.

Without any more hesitation, he went straight back to kissing you before trailing down the side of your face to your neck, leaving big noticeable marks as he kissed and licked at your neck. You slid your hands down to his body until you got to his waist, pausing before you reached for his belt. Unbuckling his belt was your main focus, well it would have been if you weren't pushed harder against the wall and again, his body, your focus going back to his hard spot rubbing against you.

"Fuck being kind and slow with it" you quickly came to realize, plus you would want to hurry anyways due to the drying blanket being your only privacy, to be honest, you were kind of into it. You went straight back to your mission to unbuckle his belt, successfully unbuckling it, and slipped your hand into his now loose pants, attempting to wrap your fingers around him, earning a sweet sound from him.

Chan-young isn't one to rush, he's known for his all-round patience with others, but right now? He couldn't wait to get inside of you. The little to no space between you two made it hard for you to fully wrap around him, at this point you were just messing around with his tip while he pressed against your stomach.

Patience? That's starting to decrease by the second as he continues to moan against the marks he made on your skin, one of his hands going up to grip your hair.

"Fuck.."

He repeated a few times against your skin, he couldn't think of what to do next, all he knew was that he wanted to be one with you in the quickest way possible. An exchange of a few facial expressions was all he needed to continue; As if you were an opponent, he made you face away from him, and now the only thing you could see was the blank concrete wall in front of you. You placed one of your hands on the wall for support, Chan-young, on the other hand, was behind you pulling off your underwear, and leaving the skirt. You wouldn't have imagined someone with such an innocent face would have the boldness to make a relationship real, nor screw you in a hallway, this was on another level of excitement. Damn man, if you knew this would have happened you would have been asked him to be official

Chan-young gripped your hips tightly as he entered you with quickness, making you yelp, with that reaction he knew to start slow, the sounds you made sounded so soft and sweet to him, only making him desire more but all he could do was hold back for the time being. You could only cover your mouth with your free hand, you were sure that anyone close would be able to hear you, the thought was pretty exciting. Chan-young pacing himself couldn't have made this any better, all this excitement made you grip around Chan even more. A moan and a slight laugh came out of his mouth when he realized your excitement, his grip getting even tighter on your waist, you were sure it would leave marks.

"You like that? Speak up, let everyone know how much you enjoy this, you want them to know don't you..?"

He said in that soft-ass tone, Well..yes! Of course, you wanted to let everyone know that's your man, especially that dog-faced bitch. The hand you had barely closing your mouth went to the wall, and nodding was all you could think of doing, for someone so brave a few minutes ago there was little to no dominance or confidence at the moment.

"Good to know.."

With no prior warning, he quickened his pace, causing the hallway to be filled with the sounds of your voice and the sounds of skin-to-skin. You tried to grip the nonexistent ridges of the wall, your hands balling into a fist. Chan-young didn't let up with this pace, especially now, you being louder than before. The overstimulation was kicking your ass, I mean, letting everyone know he was yours? this position, his pace, just him in general. This high couldn't be replaced with anything else.

"Chan...please, I can't.."

Those words were repeated, as he slid one of his hands up your body to grip the back of your hair, his grip was nice and tight. You, on the other hand, were in a daze, you couldn't even think straight, you wouldn't even be surprised you found yourself drooling or foaming from the mouth at this point, your eyes started rolling to the back of your head as you got closer to your climax. Chan-young was getting close, you could tell from his pace getting a little slower, it wasn't long before you reached your climax. Chan-young followed, coating your insides with warmth.

"Shit..."

After a few minutes, y'all tried to fix yourselves up, putting your clothes back in their respective places, to at least walk out to go clean up, even if people could hear you, you didn't want to look that messed up, even though your legs were shaking. Seeing that you were struggling to stand Chan-young squatted down in front of you signaling you to get on his back. You got onto his back, wrapping your arms around his neck as his arms went under your legs.

As y'all left the hallway y'all talked about your relationship, each other, and the future. As if nothing had ever happened in the hall you both talked romantically turning the hot situation into a sweet heartfelt moment, even helping each other wash off afterward. Chan-young is one sweet man, especially when it comes to you, the more you stick around each other the more you fall for him, you were sure, no matter what happens you were going to be there for him, and he was going to be there for you.

[storiesforallfandoms]

fluffy haired gamer boy ~ ranboo

word count: 2056

request?: yes!

“Oooo i saw you said you might write for Ranboo. I was wondering if I could request something. I've been having a rough few days and kinda just want some comfort fluff involving him if you could. You don't have to if you dont want to”

description: in which they’re a popular twitch streamer and their fans like to make jokes about their fellow gamer boyfriend

pairing: ranboo x gender neutral!reader

warnings: swearing, absolutely no plot other than fluff

masterlist (one, two, three)

(i just wanna note i started writing this before ranboo came out as nb and using he/they pronouns, for the sake of consistency and for the title i came up with beforehand i am using he/him pronouns and referring to him as “boyfriend”)

Behind every popular Twitch streamer is their fluffy haired, gamer boyfriend who brings just a sense of wholesomeness to every stream they are a part of.

I laughed at this once when it was brought up by a friend of mine as we were streaming one night.

“Not me!” I said, because I was an idiot and thought I was special. Because, at this point in time, I didn’t even have any plans on getting in a relationship. Even if I did, I wasn’t going to be public with my relationship. I was so sure that if I were to date someone, they wouldn’t be famous in the same way I was and I wouldn’t want to ruin their privacy by putting them out there for my hundreds of thousands of followers to see and harass and never leave alone.

Boy, was I ever wrong.

I met Ranboo for the first time after being invited to join the Dream SMP. I wasn’t much of a Minecraft fan and had no idea about the whole “SMP” stuff that had gotten so big on Twitch, but I decided to give it a try. Even if it was just one time to say that I did it. And I had become online friends with a few of the Dream SMP members, so I felt comfortable being brought into this world for the first time.

I don’t know what it was about him, but I was drawn to Ranboo almost immediately. I could barley form a sentence whenever I was talking to him. Every time he laughed, my heart would do a flip in my chest. As much as I wasn’t into Minecraft, I started putting up with playing it more just so I could spend time with him.

The day he messaged me asking if I wanted to call, just the two of us, no streaming and no video games, I almost jumped for joy. Quite literally.

And then, when he did call, he managed to make me feel so many emotions all at once.

“Hey,” I said when I answered his Discord call. “What’s up?”

“Hey,” he responded. Even with just the one word, I could tell something was going on.

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah! Yeah, everything is fine. I just...” He took a deep breath. This seriousness was starting to worry me. “I really like you, (Y/N). I’ve been enjoying getting to talk to you when we’re gaming together, but I want to have more than that. Like...more than friendship, even. And I know that’s a lot to ask when this is our first time talking outside of streaming, but I needed to tell you.”

I was silent for just a moment, before I started to laugh. I didn’t mean to, it just happened. I think I was just so shocked by his confession that I had no idea how else to react.

“Ouch,” I heard him mutter to himself.

“No!” I said, finally regaining myself. “I’m sorry, I promise I’m not laughing at you. It’s just...I feel the same way about you. I have since we met, actually.”

We both laughed together upon realizing our similar situations.

That was the start of our relationship. We kept it a secret from our audiences for the first few months. It wasn’t hard when we lived in different states, so we weren’t physically together, and we didn’t act much different when we were playing together than we had before we started dating. The cat was let out of the bag when Ranboo came to surprise me at home, not realizing i was mid-stream when he did. We thought we could get around it by me ending the stream before anyone could see him, but unfortunately we didn’t take into account that my viewers would hear him. But, our fans were ecstatic with excitement when we finally confirmed we were together, and we were slightly relieved to not have to hide anymore.

But, with the fans finding out came the usual teasing from them. Someone found the clip of me and my friend talking about how I’ll never have a fluffy hair gamer boyfriend and started circulating it on Twitter. It became a running joke in my fandom. I couldn’t escape the damn clip.

Especially when I was streaming with Ranboo.

One night while we were streaming, my chat was just constantly filled with the quote I had said from the video.

“I’m going to shut off my chat at this rate,” I commented, only half joking.

“Why? What are they saying?” Ranboo asked.

“They’ve taken an old clip from one of my streams and made it the fandom joke. My entire chat is just them quoting the clip. It’s only, like, five seconds long, but at this rate it’s the longest five seconds of my life.”

There was no response to this. We were playing a game together, and it took me a moment to realize his character wasn’t moving either.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Nothing,” he responded.

“Okay, sure, I totally believe that.”

He was silent again. A quick glance to my chat gave me the answer: he was trying to find the clip on Twitter.

“Do not look up the clip!” I said, although I knew I was powerless at this point. He was in a completely different state, already in the process of looking for it on Twitter. I had no way of stopping him unless I was somehow able to get to his house hours away within a matter of seconds.

“Your viewers are so mean, they’re tagging me in tweets that include the clip,” he said, a light laugh in his voice.

I groaned and rolled my eyes.

Seconds of silence passed as Ranboo watched the video. I heard him chuckle slightly, then chuckle again as I assumed the video re-started.

“Is this what they keep quoting?” he asked.

“The part where I say I won’t be getting a fluffy hair gamer boyfriend? Yeah, that’s what my chat is full of right now.”

Well, actually, at that moment my chat was full of my viewers either apologizing over the fact that he had now seen the video, or laughing about the fact that he had. Twitch chats are the worst, let me tell you.

“How long ago was this before we met?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I didn’t even remember saying it until someone tweeted the clip at me, like, the week after we announced we were dating.”

“Someone in my chat says it was a few weeks beforehand.”

“Y’all keep track of this?!” I asked my chat in disbelief. “How do you guys know that?!”

“The date on the VOD, I’d assume.”

“Okay, but still. You guys are scary.”

I managed to get the attention back to the game, mainly because we had forgotten to pause and Ranboo’s character was getting killed. I veered away from the topic of the video and tried to keep Ranboo distracted with the game. My chat, however, was a lost cause. They were still reveling in the fact that he had finally seen the clip. It seemed that this was going to be the new thing for my viewers to spam and meme me with.

When we finished playing, Ranboo said he was going to stay streaming for a bit because he was set to play with someone else. I could feel my eyes starting to burn from the strain of looking at my computer for so long (one of, if not the biggest downsides to being a streamer) so I decided to call it a night.

“I’ll call you when I’m finished streaming?” Ranboo asked.

“Yeah! I’ll be up for another while,” I responded.

The chat filled with messages about how cute we were - both positive ones and playful disgust ones.

We ended our Discord call and I said goodbye to my chat before shutting down my stream. I rubbed my tired eyes, trying to get some moisture back into them to help with the strained feeling, before getting up from my desk.

After streaming for a long time, I tried to stay away from screens for at least an hour. This included watching anything on my TV. So I decided to make something to eat, playing some music in the background so it wasn’t so quiet in my apartment. Once I finished eating, I went to get a quick shower, and then pulled on my pajamas and got into bed to start reading. I was starting to nod off when my phone started playing the tone for a Discord call. I placed my book on my nightstand and rolled over onto my side to answer it.

“You’re done playing already?” I asked.

“It was just a few rounds of Life,” he responded. “They wanted to play something else, but I wanted to call you before you went to bed.”

“Awe,” I teased.

He laughed. “Yeah, yeah. I’m cute. I know.”

I chuckled. I shifted under the covers to settle into my bed more. I had a feeling I was going to fall asleep during the call, which usually happened. I knew Ranboo would just hang up once he realized I was asleep.

“So,” he said, “you weren’t planning to have a gamer boyfriend, huh?”

I groaned and rolled my eyes, which made him laugh. “God, I hate that clip. It was funny at first, but now everyone spams me with it as if it’s the funniest shit they’ve ever seen. Like, I get it! I ended up with the exact thing I said I wasn’t going to have!”

“It’s just so ironic. Especially that you said it weeks before we met.”

I rolled onto my back and covered my face with my hands. “I had no intentions of dating when I said it. I’ve never really had a serious relationship, and I wasn’t about to have a public one with another streamer. Twitch relationships are full of all sorts of drama. Except for Ludwig and QT, but he’s a YouTube streamer now so it doesn’t count.”

“For the record, I also wasn’t planning to be in a relationship. I especially didn’t expect to meet someone through Minecraft of all games.”

I chuckled. “Really? Are you telling me Minecraft isn’t the ideal dating site?”

“No, I prefer Club Penguin. I used to get so many bitches on there.”

We laughed together. I looked up at the ceiling and felt my eyes beginning to droop. I wouldn’t have long till I was completely passed out, but I didn’t want to end the phone call just yet. I know I was streaming with him for hours beforehand, but there was a difference between talking to Ranboo while we were streaming and talking to him personally. I didn’t want to end our personal time just yet, even though my body was screaming at me that it was time for sleep.

“I’m glad you didn’t completely close your mind to the idea of - what did they call me? A fluffy haired gamer boyfriend,” he said.

I chuckled. “Yeah, that’s the term exactly.”

“What does that even mean? Why is it so specific of a distinction?”

“Well, think of some of the people you’ve played with. Like...I don’t know...Karl. He’s a wholesome gamer boy with hair that’s considered fluffy. It’s, like, a whole genre of gamer men who aren’t toxic. That’s usually the type of person that other streamers end up with. It’s like the whole golden retreiver-black cat best friend dynamic I told you about once.”

“I still don’t understand how I’m a golden retriever.”

“You don’t have to understand, you just are.”

“Anyways,” he said, “as I was saying. I’m glad that you didn’t close your mind to the idea of a fluffy hair gamer boyfriend. Otherwise I wouldn’t have stood a chance. So, I guess there is some positives to stereotypes and whatnot.”

I sleepily smiled to myself. “I guess there’s not.”

“You sound like you’re falling asleep.”

I had lost the fight in keeping my eyes open. I was just barely registering anything Ranboo was saying to me. I tried to say something back, but it just came out as incoherent mumbling. I heard him chuckle and wish me a goodnight before I let the sleep take me over.

[oizysian]

V. WE’RE GOING SWIMMING

All Eyes on Me masterlist

Word count: 1k

•

I crept back into the hotel room as quietly as I could, sneaking into the little kitchenette so I could put the sandwich I bought for Brie away. As I was putting the bag into the small fridge, I heard something behind me. I spun around, ready to fight - or flee, really - and came face to face with Brie, who had her phone out and was smirking.

"Jesus, you scared me half to death." I let out a sigh of relief at the sight of her.

"I see that." She peeked over my shoulder and her eyes lit up. "Is that for me?"

"Yeah." I breathed, turning around and grabbing it before handing it over to her. "I hope you like it. I wasn't sure what to get so I just got something simple."

"I'll eat almost anything. I'm like a human garbage disposal."

I looked her up and down as she put her phone on the counter and dug around inside the bag.

"Where does it all go, though? You're all muscle."

"I work out a lot." She said, her face stuffed with the sandwich I had gotten for her.

I shook my head, chuckling at her, when I noticed her phone was unlocked and there was a picture on the screen.

"What's that?" I pointed to it and she let out a soft hum of questioning before her eyes followed my own to her phone.

"An iPhone."

"The picture, smart ass." I reached out and took it, my jaw dropping at what I was seeing.

"Surprise, I guess." She spoke between bites.

"This ... this isn't good. This looks not good, Brie."

It was a photo of Elizabeth and myself at lunch. We really looked like we were enjoying ourselves but it also looked like a date. We were sitting rather close and she was very animated; very touchy and it seemed as though we were more than friendly.

And they figured out who I was. Oh no.

"Your chat is gonna have a field day with you, babes."

"They're gonna eat me alive." I groaned, placing her phone back down on the counter.

"I can't wait to see that." She smiled, scarfing down the rest of her sandwich.

"Brie, this isn't funny. This looks like ..."

"A date?" She offered and I nodded pathetically. "It's obvious it's not a date - she's married. She would be a fool to go out on a date in public."

"We know it wasn't a date, but look how close we're sitting. Oh gosh." I rubbed my hand over my face before looking up at Brie again, who was still smiling.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You're about to blow up, baby."

"Huh?" What was she talking about?

"You were just seen out with one of Marvel's biggest stars."

"You're one of Marvel's biggest stars." I softly reminded her.

"Yes, but she's a star right now. 'Multiverse of Madness' is a hit, Scarlet Witch is bigger now than she's ever been before - and you just had lunch with her."

My eyes widened in realization at what she was saying, shaking my head desperately in denial.

"No, no, I-I'm not -!"

"You're an influencer now! Get out there and influence!"

"Brie, I don't want this responsibility. I'm just a streamer. I sit in my room and play video games, that's it."

"You're more than that now." She grabbed me gently by the shoulders. "You can do great things. That charity stream was just the beginning. Use this publicity to do all the things you wanted to do."

"You make it sound like I should use her popularity for my own gain."

"I didn't say that." But the look in her eyes said differently. "No matter where you go from here, I know I can't wait to watch your next stream where your chat goes absolutely apeshit."

I groaned, momentarily forgetting about how they would all react. They knew about my crush on Elizabeth, but seeing me with her was a completely different story.

"I'm afraid to stream now."

"They're gonna be happy for you." She said, her smirk almost hiding a hint of emotion in her eyes, her voice laced with a slight bitterness I didn't understand. "They're gonna be proud of you for finally landing your dream girl."

"I didn't land anything." I pulled away from her and walked over to one of the chairs at the small table, sitting down in it. "I don't even know why this conversation is a thing - we're just friends. We're all just friends!"

A flash of hurt colored her face before she snapped back to the present and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Maybe so," she leaned against the counter. "But I still say you get what you can out of this."

"She's my friend. I'm not gonna do that."

She shrugged, her shoulders dropping with relaxation.

"Enough of this Lizzie talk. Let's go for a swim in the pool."

"I don't really feel like swimming." I grumbled when my phone went off, indicating I got a text.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked to see who messaged me - Lizzie.

"What'd she say?" Brie asked, apparently realizing who it was at the look on my face.

"She said she's sorry."

"That's it?"

I shot Brie a look before returning my attention to my phone, typing out a response to her quickly. No, that hadn't been all. She hoped that this incident wouldn't affect our friendship and she asked if she could see me again before I left so she could apologize in person.

"So no pool?"

I sighed and looked up at her.

"Brie, I don't even have a bathing suit."

"So go out in your undies. It's the same thing."

"Elizabeth is coming to talk to me in person." I finally spoke, my eyes glued to my shoes.

It was quiet for a moment before Brie spoke again.

"Tell her to bring her bathing suit then, 'cos we're going swimming."

•

@oh-thats-cute @marvelwomen-simp

[intothedysphoria]

Billy was looking particularly majestic that night but maybe it was the edible Steve had taken.

Squinting through the slightly blurry see-saw the world had briefly shifted into, Billy was wearing a t shirt for The Jam and was dancing like a 1980s punk. He was sober in a way Steve wasn’t, amped up more on adrenaline than drug use. Flailing wildly back into the crowd, arms swinging.

That was just college, Steve supposed. Previous small town popularity by an abrasive Marxist(?) who used words Steve hadn’t heard outside of 1950s detective films. The lustre of Steve “The Hair” Harrington had been relegated to watching Guardians of the Galaxy on a Friday night and ignoring the horror of the Disney corporation.

They’d somehow all gone to the same college after high school, all of Steve’s old crew and adversaries (bar Nancy who went Ivy League and Jason who Steve was pretty sure had become a moderately successful drag queen.)

So, Steve could see everyone from the class of 2023 scattered across the club, particularly Eddie who had assigned himself as Billy’s best friend and was shouting Lord Of The Rings quotes at anyone who looked at him funny.

And of course he could see Billy, but really who couldn’t. The man was hard to miss.

Deciding to just ride the high out, Steve snunk off to the bar and decided to scroll through tiktok, occasionally snickering at a particularly ridiculous video, sending them to Robin or Carol and generally trying to not fall off the bar stool. That shit hurt.

He was content staying there until Carol wanted to go when he felt someone behind him, a little to his right. Judging by the cologne just dripping off him in spades, Steve immediately knew who it was.

Billy took a seat next to him and ordered a water. His hair was held up into an unruly bun by a pin with an opossum on it. Frankly, he was a weirdo but so was Steve.

They’d both gotten over the animosity in high school like 9 months ago so Steve wasn’t expecting a fight. Neither was he expecting what the part of his brain that watched too much porn wanted.

Billy inched slightly closer towards his seat and turned to him, clearly expecting to make some sort of conservation. Steve’s high brain scrambled to keep up.

“So, how’s things been Harrington?”

The tone was casual. Casual was Steve’s middle name. Not Joshua.

“I’M FINE HOW ARE YOU!” Steve shouted, then realised he’d shouted it as Billy and about half the club winced.

He then repeated what he’d just yelled, but in a whisper.

Billy looked both slightly stunned and heavily amused.

“I’m good Harrington, you seem like you’re a bit spacey though”

Steve attempted to nod but got distracted by the colour of Billy’s eyes. They were such a pretty blue.

“Come on Steve, time to get you back to your room.”

He grabbed Steve’s hand in a firm grip and suddenly they were moving. Billy made some hand signals to Carol, she sent a thumbs up and Steves face was blasted with the night air.

It was probably about midnight. The only other people out were students walking to and fro from bars and campus. People like Billy and Steve.

The lift wasn’t working so they had to walk up four flights of stairs, Billy semi carrying Steve by the third floor. Steve briefly felt like the lead in a romance novel then felt stupid for thinking that.

Billy led him into his room and they played Mario Kart with a large pizza for a good hour before Steve passed out. On Billy.

He was still there when Steve woke up. Hovering next to the bed with a slightly worried expression on his face, presumably because he’d thought Steve had greened out last night.

Steve gave a thumbs up to indicate that yes the high had pretty much passed.

They stood in front of each other, Steve still in his pyjamas and then Steve’s dumb brain decided to give Billy a remarkably chaste kiss.

As a thank you.

Because he was an idiot.

Evidently Billy didn’t mind because he kissed him back, very intensely.

That morning was Steve’s favourite in college thus far.

[swiftsaltsweet]

Two Knives Chapter 6: Kyoshi- We Didn't Start the Fire

Characters: Rangi and Kyoshi (RoK characters tbh)

Pairing: Rangshi

Rating: M

Summary:

Things have been stressful for Kyoshi. First, she sang a poem and now the whole kitchen staff thinks it’s about Rangi, and is sure that there will be gossip. Then, Yun asks her to join him for the Fifth Nation treaty signing. Now Rangi’s acting strange. It’s becoming a bit much for Kyoshi’s small corner of the world.

(Canon Divergent AU- Kelsang wasn’t the one who heard the poem?….aka What if it took longer for them to realize Kyoshi was the Avatar?)

Other Sites: AO3 

A/N: I really like the song “We Didn’t Start the Fire”~! :3c

Slight spoilers for Legacy of Yangchen. The spoiler is a reference to a play in the novel. It’s very minor and not….really plot relevant. But I wanted to warn in case someone wants to go into Yangchen 100% spoiler free.

Hey, weird question. Y'all ever had an idea and thought 'lol this is fun/funny' then you got to it and like....now you're unsure but hey you're here now and it's everyone's problem? No reason, just asking for a friend hahah >x> *sprints away to the end notes*

And slight trigger warning for possible slight/mild homophobia. I left it up to interpretation tbh. 

_____

“Your mother’s gotten really fixated on hot squats recently,” Kyoshi mused as she held the firebender close. Her head rested on top of Rangi’s, carefully avoiding the pins on her head. The only sharp object on the girl at the moment. 

The spiked armor laying on the floor of the carriage. Thanks to the carriage, the two girls could be as close as they wanted without anyone bothering them.

Not like they had much of a choice to spread out in the carriage with all the cargo they had packed in there. But they would use whatever excuse they could use.

Kyoshi and Rangi were well on their way back from Hongcun Village, a village north of Qinchao Village. Iit was known for being a hot spot trading post as well specializing in weaponry dealing and repairs. They had to ride with another passenger to Hongcun, but on the way back they had the whole ride to themselves and they were making the most of it.

Rangi hummed thoughtfully. “I don’t know what’s gotten into her. She never cared that much about hot squats before, she was more of a horse stance fanatic.”

Kyoshi had seen Yun have to do horse stance a few times, but today it seemed like it was hot squat hell for him. Yun hadn’t had a chance to see them off, all thanks to Hei-Ran wanting to begin his training before the sun even came up. 

Kyoshi shuddered, thankful she never had to do either training exercise in her entire life, and was hopeful she never would.

Rangi suddenly laughed. “What’s got you all shaken up?”

“Just thinking about the nightmare of horse stance,” Kyoshi mumbled. It was a popular form for earthbenders, she used to see the villagers perform competitions for who could hold it the longest. It looked like hell.

Rangi detangled herself from Kyoshi, and readjusted in the seat so her head was laying on Kyoshi’s lap. “It’s not the worst thing ever.” Then she thought about it for a moment. “Ok, it’s up there.”

Kyoshi started to run her fingers through Rangi’s hair. “If it’s only ‘up there,’ then what’s the worst thing ever?” she chuckled.

Rangi looked at Kyoshi then turned her head and looked away, deeply troubled. She seemed to have taken Kyoshi’s question a little too seriously.

“Sorry, that's…..not something I want to think about.”

Kyoshi bit her lip, she had a distinct feeling of what might’ve been the source of Rangi’s uneasiness. The words came out before she could stop them. “Is this about Yun asking me to join as a companion?”

She cursed herself in her mind, she wanted to enjoy the day with Rangi, not upset her!

But instead of making her more upset, Rangi's tense face softened a bit, to Kyoshi's surprise. “In a way.”

“I won't do it if you don't want me to!” It had been what she wanted to say to Yun back when he first made the proposition. 

Rangi blinked, and then finally looked back at Kyoshi. Her eyes glistened with a far away look in her eye. Rangi wrapped her arms around Kyoshi’s waist, and buried her face into Kyoshi’s belly. 

Kyoshi did her best to hug Rangi back, considering the awkward angle. “I just want you-no, us to be happy. So, if you don’t want me to become a companion, I won’t do it.”

Kyoshi didn’t really need the glory of Avatar companionship. She was just happy in the section of the world she carved out for herself. If she had to wait for Rangi and Yun to come back every so often so that Rangi felt at ease, then it would be an easy trade.

They stayed like that, Rangi grabbing Kyoshi like her life depended on it. Kyoshi rubbing soothing circles into Rangi’s back.

Rangi let out a sound of air, it almost sounded like a laugh. “I’m not sure.”

Kyoshi blinked. “Huh?”

Rangi let go of Kyoshi and sat back up, she took one of Kyoshi’s hands and started tracing the lines of her palm. “I’m not sure….. if you should take him up on his offer.”

Kyoshi felt her eyes start to spin, the contradiction coming from Rangi overloading her brain. “I-I thought you were livid at the idea….” She distinctly remembered the firebender shaking with anger when it was first brought up.

“I was, but then he raised a good point.” Rangi took a breath. “It might be good for you to learn how to defend yourself. I’d rather you didn’t have to learn because you were becoming a companion, but….” She sighed.

Kyoshi’s eyes stopped spinning, the contradiction was unraveled and solved.

She turned to Rangi and gave her a lopsided smile and jokingly said, “But I have you to protect me.”

She expected Rangi to roll her eyes and push her, maybe even make a disgusted noise like she did when Kyoshi said something similar after the jar incident. But instead Rangi shook her head with a saddened expression as she looked at the ground. “But what if I’m not there to protect you?”

Kyoshi moved her hand so Rangi wasn’t playing with it anymore, but to hold it instead. “What do you mean?”

Rangi sighed. “Well, what if I go on the mission with Yun, and someone attacks his home? What if you got hurt because of that?”

Kyoshi squeezed Rangi’s hand and laughed. “That wouldn’t happen.”

“But how can you know that?” Rangi looked at her with a worried expression.

Kyoshi didn’t. “So you want me to join you on your adventures so that won’t happen?”

Rangi shook her head. “No, that's……more terrifying. The Avatar has to confront some of the worst people and situations imaginable, I don’t want you near that.”

Kyoshi sighed. “So you just want me to learn how to defend myself?” She could do that, within reason. But she wondered how it would fit into her schedule. Kyoshi had a feeling more sleep would be sacrificed.

“If that isn’t too much trouble……”

“Are you going to train me?”

Rangi raised an eyebrow. “I’m not an earthbender, Kyoshi.”

Kyoshi shook her head. “No I-.... I don’t think earthbending is in the cards for me. But maybe some hand to hand? To start off? Then I’ll look into what I can do about my earthbending.”

Rangi tilted her head and closed her eyes in thought for a moment, then opened them. “I suppose that could work. But what is it with you and earthbending? You always avoid it.”

Kyoshi sighed. She avoided the topic for the past two years, it was about time she explained herself. At least of all her secrets and issues, this one wasn’t that hard to talk about.

“I can’t really……bend….well.”

Rangi snorted. “I figured as much when you refused to stop the jar from falling!” She gave Kyoshi a playful shove. “I’ll have you know, your little stunt almost gave me a heart attack. You really know how to make a girl fall for you.”

Kyoshi stared at Rangi surprised, Rangi’s joke sailing right over her head. “Wait, you’ve liked me since back then?!”

Rangi's face fell in horror. “Kyoshi!”

A grin grew across Kyoshi’s face. “Just kidding!” She pulled Rangi into a hug before the firebender could get back at her. Kyoshi had pieced together that Rangi had liked her as far back as that. She just wasn’t sure exactly when the firebender had fallen for her. 

The jar…. Come to think of it, that was the same day I sang that poem. 

“I can’t bend small objects,” Kyoshi continued as Rangi struggled against the snuggle. “I can only, uh, ‘go big’?”

Rangi stopped struggling and looked at Kyoshi. “Isn’t that a little backwards?”

Kyoshi nodded.

Rangi thought about it for a moment. “No, I don’t think that’s the best way to describe it. You just need to learn control. Sure, that level of control needed might not be common, but everyone needs to learn control regardless. You just…. need it more than others!”

Kyoshi never thought about it like that, she just thought she was a lost cause. Leave it to her super talented bender girlfriend to make it easier to digest.

Kyoshi hugged Rangi harder as the firebender cuddled in closer. “That being said,” Rangi started, “I feel like you exercise a bit too much control in some aspects of your life.”

Rangi pressed her hand to Kyoshi’s chest, and proceeded to trail it down the length of Kyoshi’s body, searching for the opening in Kyoshi’s robes. When she did find it, she planted a warm kiss on Kyoshi's jaw as her fingers raked soft skin. Rangi’s fingers were warm on Kyoshi’s bare skin.

Kyoshi groaned at the sensation. She lowered her body down the length of the seat so Rangi could climb on top of her. She needed more of the firebender's contact on her. “Trust me, I don’t want to exercise any control when it comes to this.”

“And yet you do,” Rangi hummed, her lips making her way to Kyoshi’s neck.

Kyoshi responded by grabbing Rangi by the hips and grinded hard against the firebender. Rangi let out a moan into the crook of Kyoshi’s neck, causing them both to press in harder against each other for more friction. 

“It’s not me, it’s the people who keep interrupting us,” Kyoshi forced out in low gasps.

Rangi snaked her free hand to Kyoshi’s hair and gave it a tug, making Kyoshi expose more of her neck’s pulse point. “Well it’s a good thing we’re alone now, with a lot of time until we arrive back at Yokoya.”

Kyoshi squirmed delightfully when Rangi’s lips made contact, warmth radiated through Kyoshi’s body with each pulsing beat. She was going to enjoy every moment of this bumpy carriage ride. She was just thankful that the road had smoothed out for the last few minutes. It was so smooth, it was like they weren’t even moving at all!

Wait…..

“Rangi, stop,” Kyoshi forced out the words she would never want to say. She had a bad feeling.

Rangi did as she commanded, but she gave her a disapproving look.

“Are we still moving?” Kyoshi asked.

Before Rangi could answer or question, there was a knock at the door and the driver’s voice could be heard. “Misses? I’m sorry but we need to st-”

The look of fury that Kyoshi saw flash across Rangi’s face could’ve melted a volcano. Like a flash of lightning, Rangi quickly straightened her clothes, grabbed her armor, donned it, and ripped the door open before the driver could finish his sentence.

“WHY?!” 

The driver flinched, not expecting such a reaction. Kyoshi would’ve felt bad for him if he didn’t just interrupt a possibly life changing moment for Kyoshi…. And if she wasn’t so preoccupied with staying out of his line of sight and readjusting her clothes to look presentable again. 

“T-the, uh, the spokes-I mean the wheel? It’s busted we need to replace it-”

“Again?! This is the second time! Just replace it and don’t bother us!”

“Second? Oh, that was a different carriage! I-I mean! It will be! It’ll just take a few hours to get the part. In the meantime, we’ll be in Qinchao Village while we wait-”

Rangi slammed the door shut. Took a few breaths. Then turned to Kyoshi with the saddest deer puppy eyes Kyoshi had ever seen.

“I think the universe hates us.”

Kyoshi laughed, in a sense relieved to see Rangi was just as frustrated as she was. She finished straightening up and took Rangi’s hand. She gently rubbed the top of it with her thumb. “Let’s try to not make the driver hate us too.”

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Qinchao Village was a strange place. Most residents belonged to the Chin Clan, which made most people feel like outsiders as they walked through the same-faced streets. They had strange holidays not celebrated anywhere else in the Earth Kingdom, and made it known their loyalties lied with the village over the Earth Kingdom as a whole. Only their wealth allowed most to overlook its strangeness.

Kyoshi had only been there once before, with the other maids on a day off. While Master Jianzhu had told them to be careful, nothing bad had happened and they got home safely. However, Kyoshi couldn’t help but shake a strange feeling of dread she had the entire time she was there.

And the same feeling started to overcome her as she and Rangi crossed the threshold into the village. She looped her arm around Rangi’s, and pulled her close as she did.

“Everything alright?” Rangi asked. 

Kyoshi sighed and whispered. “Master Jianzhu warned us this place can be a bit…..interesting. I just can’t shake the feeling that these guys are just waiting for an opportunity to burn me alive.”

Rangi snorted. “I’d like to see them try.” Right, Rangi would probably redirect the flames back at the village if they tried to burn either of them. Still didn’t mean they shouldn’t be careful.

The dread subsided a bit upon seeing how relaxed Rangi was, but it still hung deep within her being. It most likely wouldn’t leave until the girls left the village. 

The two decided to wander the village. Enjoying various wares at the bazaar. Enjoying tea at a nice teahouse. They even watched a small puppet show of an old story called ‘The Lost Slipper’ that was in the central square. The group of children let out an uproarious cheer when the hero was revived at the end and the evil minister had to dedicate his life and fortune to repent.

Rangi took Kyoshi’s hand as they left the crowd, heading back to the carriage to see if it was ready yet. “You know, legends say that Yangchen herself changed the ending to that play.”

“Really?” 

“Yup, apparently she hated the original ending, so she boo’d it.”

Kyoshi giggled. “Hard to imagine an Avatar such as herself doing such a thing.” Kyoshi tried to imagine the perfect, holy Avatar booing a puppet play and throwing a tomato at the stage.

Rangi laughed back. “I know, right?”

“So what was the original ending?”

Rangi pursed her lips. “I think the hero dies? So the hero’s life is traded so the evil minister can be taught a lesson? I don’t remember, the original ending is only survived by word of mouth nowadays, but it’s not very popular anymore.”

Kyoshi grimaced. “I can see why, doesn’t seem like a pleasant ending. Not a fair trade.”

Rangi nodded in agreement. 

They kept walking hand in hand, ignoring the stares they got. Kyoshi wondered if it was because she was holding hands with Rangi, an act that didn’t seem out of the ordinary for two girls to do. Or if it was because they were obvious outsiders in the village. 

As they rounded a nearby corner, something collided with Kyoshi's side. Kyoshi’s stumbed a bit as someone was knocked to the ground. “Gah!”

“Hey! Watch where you're going!” Rangi yelled at the person who ran into Kyoshi.

Kyoshi looked down and saw a square-faced boy with a sullen expression.

“Rangi, it's ok,” Kyoshi pulled Rangi behind her, still not letting go of her hand. Kyoshi then held out her other hand to the boy. “I'm sorry about that. Please be careful, you could hurt yourself.”

Kyoshi tried giving him the kindest, softest expression she could muster. Regardless of how kind her face may look, people tended to assume she was overly aggressive just based on her height alone. She tried to overcompensate to not scare the boy.

The boy looked at Kyoshi's hand that was extended, then at the one that was still being held by Rangi. From where he sat, the boy took his wooden sword and slammed it into Kyoshi’s shin. Kyoshi let out a high pitch noise. She released Rangi's hand as she clutched at her shin and bounced on one leg.

“Quick, Chin! Let’s get out of here!” one of the other boys called after the one with the sword.

The boy named Chin scrambled to his feet as he ran off, yelling about how he’d conquered a giant. She had a feeling her stature wasn’t the cause of his outburst, but that he was just spoiled brat.

As he ran away, a part of Kyoshi couldn’t help but think his name was stupid. Did those kids just call him Chin, when they’re also part of the Chin clan? Or was Chin his first name? So his name was Chin Chin? The strangeness of it all was about to give Kyoshi a headache. 

“Hey! Get back here!” Rangi yelled at the boy, but Kyoshi grabbed her by the shoulder. Partially to keep Rangi from making a scene, but mostly for Kyoshi to keep her balance.

“Rangi, it’s fine. Don’t leave me here alone,” Kyoshi said pitifully. 

Rangi sighed, annoyed, and helped hobble Kyoshi over to a nearby bench. “You know this is just reinforcing why I’m afraid to leave you alone. First Earth Kingdom peasants can out bend you. Now random eleven year olds with wooden swords are ready to take you out!”

Kyoshi grinned. “Oh no! Looks like I’m just going to need to be glued to you at the hip at this rate.”

“I bet you’d enjoy that,” Rangi smirked at her. “Wait here, I’m going to get some ice.” Kyoshi gave her a pitiful look in response. “Really, it’ll only be a second, I’m going right through this door.”

Kyoshi sat on the bench, trying to block out the pain of the welt forming on her leg. She looked around, and had a distinct feeling villagers of the village were staring at her. Among groups, from their stalls, and even through their windows. So many eyes, hidden in various crevices. And they felt like they were multiplying.

We should get out of here…..soon. Kyoshi thought. She didn’t have scopophobia, but most people started to develop some anxiety similar to that the longer they stayed in the village. 

When Rangi came back into view, Kyoshi’s worries didn’t ease as much as she thought they would upon seeing the firebender. If anything, she got more anxious. Afraid of what they could do to Rangi.

Rangi held some ice wrapped in cloth. Without being prompted, Kyoshi began to roll up her pant leg, a nasty bruise started to form, it hurt as badly as it looked. Rangi knelt down and gently pressed the ice to Kyoshi’s leg.

“Tch, that brat, why I-”

“Rangi, it’s fine,” Kyoshi tried to soothe. It really wasn’t but…. she really didn’t want either of them to get into a fight with a child. Especially if it got back to Jianzhu and Hei-Ran.

Rangi moved the ice around, trying to find the best angle that would cover most of the wound. “I have half a mind to drop him into the ocean……”

“Rangi…..” Kyoshi bemoaned. “Dropping people into the ocean is bad.”

Rangi gave Kyoshi a deadpanned look. “Not for me.”

Kyoshi needed to come up with something to distract Rangi. Lest her girlfriend spent the nights delivering sweet justice to annoying children as the local boogeyman. 

Kyoshi looked down at the injury on her leg and started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Rangi asked.

Kyoshi took her injured leg and tapped Rangi lightly with it. “Hey look, we match,” Kyoshi laughed.

“This isn't something I want to match,” Rangi pouted. 

Kyoshi ignored her. “It’s the same leg and even the same spot. The only difference is that you’re the one on your knees this time.” Kyoshi couldn’t help but smirk a bit at her little innuendo at the end, waiting for Rangi’s reaction.

Rangi bit her lip, as if biting back a smile. “Ok, I’ll admit, I do like seeing you on your knees.”

“Is it because it makes you feel taller?” Kyoshi couldn’t help but joke. Rangi lost her fight and smiled, then she smacked Kyoshi’s good knee.

“Though, I do wish we were in your room doing this. I kind of like this new angle of you.” Rangi tilted her head to accentuate her point. Kyoshi watched as the angle moved the dark tressels of her hair to the side, and revealed her smooth, pale neck. Almost like she was offering it to Kyoshi.

“Oh?” Kyoshi inquired. Pleased to see where this conversation was going.

“It makes me want to try something,” Rangi batted her eyelashes at Kyoshi. She placed one hand on Kyoshi’s knee, to onlookers it looked like it was an act to steady herself as she remained squatted down. But she let her thumb wander farther in to graz Kyoshi’s inner thigh.l

Kyoshi’s face blazed a glowing red as she stood up suddenly, ignoring the pain in her leg. She was excited to find out what it was. “Will the carriage do?”

Rangi’s smile grew. “It’s a little cramped but maybe we can make do? I’m sure we can find something else to do if it’s not possible.” 

Kyoshi grabbed Rangi’s hand, and the two hurried back to the carriage. The pain in Kyoshi’s leg quickly became an afterthought.

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“Kyoshi, your hands are…. so…. warm!” Rangi moaned into the crown of Kyoshi’s head as she gripped Kyoshi’s hair tightly, pushing the maid’s head harder into her chest. Kyoshi was thankful the firebender removed her armor again, it was a lot more pleasant for her to have face shoved into Rangi’s soft chest rather than a metal plate.

Unfortunately for the two of them, the carriage was too packed to try what Rangi wanted to do. But Kyoshi had found she was able to continue where she left off from the night prior. Which was a good trade all things considered.

And that’s how they got into this new position. Rangi straddling Kyoshi’s lap, and Kyoshi’s hand down Rangi’s waistband. Trying to keep the firebender anchored was about as much of a struggle as keeping her quiet.

The carriage hit a bump, which caused fingers and other body parts to slam into new spots, and shift a little harder than the rhythm was previously established. Rangi let out another moan, this one much too loud.

Kyoshi made a mental note of where her fingers were, so she could try to recreate that again at a later time.

“Rangi,” Kyoshi pulled her face away just enough so words could be heard and formed. “You…. need to be…more…quiet…. Or the driver might stop us…..again!”

She felt Rangi’s chin bob up and down, but Kyoshi had a feeling she wasn’t really listening. Kyoshi should probably change tactics before they had another close call. 

If the small sane part of Kyoshi was keeping track of time correctly, and she probably wasn’t, they were about an hour away from Yokoya. Which meant…..they had an hour to look presentable again. Which meant….they should stop. 

With a forlorn sigh and great difficulty, Kyoshi removed her hand from Rangi’s pants.

“Don’t stop!” Rangi whined, and Kyoshi almost complied. She felt Rangi pull away and lift Kyoshi’s face up to look at her. “Please, don’t stop.” As she spoke, a small puff of steam escaped her lips.

Kyoshi gazed at Rangi revantly. Rangi’s eyes were soft and melting like liquid honey, her hair was loose and coming undone, and her face had a light sheen from sweat and steam that she had been creating. She looked like a mess, and Kyoshi loved it. 

“You’re a mess,” she smiled, breathless. 

“Only because you made me like this,” Rangi whispered back. 

Kyoshi forgot what she was supposed to not do, and leaned up to kiss Rangi. Rangi met her halfway with a steamy, open mouth kiss. It felt like they were exchanging the steam between them. Exchanging their heat. If Kyoshi had the ability to think at that moment, she would’ve wondered how she could be matching a firebender’s warmth like that. 

The kiss broke when the carriage hit another rough bump, sending Rangi almost flying. Kyoshi snagged her around the waist and kept her anchored with one hand, and used her other hand to stop one of the stacked packages from falling on them with the other. And then had to repeat the process when the carriage hit another bump.

“He could make the ride a little smoother,” Rangi grumbled as she shifted off of Kyoshi.

Kyoshi laughed as they began fixing themselves up. She leaned over and drew the window curtain back and opened the window to let the heat escape. 

“Maybe we should open the door too? Just a crack?” Rangi proposed as she tied one of the knots on her armor in place. Then she started fanning herself.

Kyoshi did as she asked. “What? Can’t take the heat? Then why do you generate so much?” Kyoshi laughed.

Rangi blushed. “I-I don’t know, I’ve never emitted this much before. Not even when I was angry.” 

So Rangi was like this because Kyoshi had that effect on her? Well that was some of the best news Kyoshi had heard in the past month.

Kyoshi finished propping the door open. Just as she opened her mouth to tease Rangi some more, she felt her body fly back from the sudden jolt in the carriage as it started barreling down the road. 

Kyoshi threw herself over Rangi as packages started to fall, the door to the carriage flinging open and closed until it finally stayed closed from a stray package falling in front of it. 

The vehicle felt like it was out of control, or maybe something worse.

“What’s going on?!” Rangi bellowed to the driver. Kyoshi hoped the man was still at the helm

“D-daofe!” He screeched.

Kyoshi felt Rangi throw them to the ground, or really on top of the sprawled out packages. There was a twump on the seat they were just sitting on, and Kyoshi looked up to see an arrow poking through the seat. 

“Kyoshi, whatever you do, do not leave this cart!” Rangi whispered in Kyoshi’s ear. Then she twisted around, threw her leg forward, and kicked the carriage door back open before jumping out before Kyoshi processed what was going on.

Before Kyoshi could decide if she wanted to follow Rangi’s order or not, the carriage took a hard turn and flew her to the other side away from the door. She caught a long box that landed on her stomach. The carriage kept moving side to side, flinging Kyoshi all around, until the feeling of weightlessness hit her. 

She and the packages started to float and then gravity kicked in. The cart and everything inside slammed to the ground, Kyoshi becoming sandwiched between the cart and multiple packages and crates. 

Kyoshi felt the carriage wobble left and right. It wasn’t going to remain upturned for long. When the carriage started to tip towards the door, she threw herself out of it, taking some of the packages with her. 

Kyoshi hit the ground with a hard thump, the long package that she caught earlier falling out of her arms next to her. Not long after she hit the ground she heard a crash. Kyoshi looked up and saw the carriage a splintered mess against a boulder and a tree. 

Kyoshi tried to sit up and found herself extremely dizzy. She felt something warm running down her neck and put a hand to her head. It was wet. 

Not good. She thought as she pulled her hand away and saw the red on her hand.

The sound of a tree branch snapping caught Kyoshi’s attention. Her head whipped around to a treeline, hoping to see Rangi. Instead, a tall tattooed man brandishing a bagua dao sword stepped out from between the bushes. 

The daofei grinned wildly when his eyes fell on Kyoshi. Dread shot through Kyoshi, not because a daofei was approaching her, but because she saw him wipe blood off of his sword. 

Where’s Rangi?! She screamed in her head, trying to strain her ears for the familiar blast of fire being combusted through the air. But all she could really hear was the ringing in her head. 

“Well look what we have here,” the daofei snickered as he approached Kyoshi. Kyoshi was able to get into a sitting position, but she was in no shape to stand just yet. 

The man raised his sword above his head. “I’m going to have fun with you.”

Kyoshi quickly grabbed the long box that was near her, and held it above her head with both hands. The sword came down and the box stopped it with a metal clang!

“What?!” the daofei yelled. And then he proceeded to let off a series of swings at Kyoshi. Kyoshi tried her best to block each one, fairly easy since the barrage came down at similar angles. As if he was just playing with her, wanting to tire her out. But each hit was met with another metal clang, and the blade never slashed through whatever was blocking the sword. 

The man stopped, breathing heavily but with a smile still on his face. Kyoshi felt her grip on the package slipping and realized he’d decimated the box completely. She tried to regain her grip on the box, but cut her hand on the object inside, causing the box to drop on her lap.

She looked down, and saw Tagaka’s iconic green jian sword. Kyoshi’s eyes widened as she realized this must’ve been what Jianzhu made Rangi drop off the day prior. He wanted it to be looked over by the expert smithies from Hongcun. 

Kyoshi began to pick the sword up by its hilt as she crawled away. She was going to need more space if she was going to have a chance of standing up to fight back.

The man let her crawl away while laughing, it was obvious he didn’t see Kyoshi as a threat. She stood up and held the sword out in front of her.

The daofei’s laughter grew more boisterous as he saw her ready the sword, and slowly started walking towards her. “Aw, that’s cute. You think you can fight back?”

He quickly rushed her and swung his sword at hers. She barely had to move to block the oncoming attacks, he was hitting her sword on purpose. After a few hits, Kyoshi understood why. The vibrations of the metal hitting each other were too foreign and numbing for her as it radiated through her arms. She wasn’t going to be able to hold the sword for much longer.

“You’re holding out longer than that firebender!” the daofei jeered gleefully at Kyoshi.

Kyoshi felt a surge of fury rise through her at the mention of Rangi. She slammed her foot down to anchor herself, and pushed with the sword. “What did you do to Rangi?!”

To the man’s surprise, he started to be pushed back, but only a little. While Kyoshi had height on him, he had more muscle than her.

The daofei’s smirk became strained. “Oh the firegirl? Don’t worry, you’ll see her soon. We’re all going to have a lot of fun-argh!”

Kyoshi’s eyes felt like the sun glared right into her eyes, and a surge of strength hit her as at that instant. She threw her whole weight and strength against the man and flung him back.

She went to pursue the man, to follow up her attack, but when she put her other foot forward, her leg buckled. It was the leg she’d injured earlier. 

She caught herself by stabbing the ground with Tagaka’s sword. Her legs bent into a deep stance as her arms gripped the sword for support.

The daofei picked himself back up, but instead of readying his sword, he dropped into a stance himself. “I like a girl with a little fight in her!” He thrusted his arm forward and a large boulder soared through the air at Kyoshi.

Kyoshi felt the sun’s blinding light hit her eyes again, and the surge of strength hit her once more. She took one hand off the sword’s hilt, and thrusted a palm outward. She felt a push as she made contact with her natural element, stopping the boulder midair. 

“Geh?! What?!” the daofei yelled, unable to budge the earth she now controlled.

Kyoshi clenched her hand into a fist, and with the last of her strength, twisted her torso and the rest of her body downward, her fist colliding with the ground below her.

The boulder slammed into the ground with ease, and soon sank into the pit that was created by a fissure that appeared in the ground. A fissure that started at Kyoshi’s fist, and branched outward as the earth shook. 

The daofei screamed in terror, and scrambled to get out of the way of the growing hole. She watched through blurred vision as the man ran off into the forest. Kyoshi wanted to find Rangi or go after the man, but she felt her body slowly sinking to the side. Exhausted. 

As her vision started to waver further, she saw fur Water Tribe boots walk into the corner of her vision.

“Don’t worry, kid,” a gentle, deep voice with a thick accent spoke to her. “Everything’s going to be just fine. Rest.”

Kyoshi lost consciousness just as she was hit with intense déjà vu.

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A familiar brown ceiling came into view as Kyoshi opened her eyes. Déjà vu.

She felt warm, warmer than usual. Déjà vu. 

But it wasn’t the air, this time it felt like it came from the weight of something on top of her. Multiple blankets. Not déjà vu. 

She turned her head to find someone familiar sitting there. Déjà vu. 

But it wasn’t Rangi this time. Not déjà vu. 

“Kyoshi!” Kelsang cried as she turned to him. He looked like he’d aged since she last saw him. Strange….. He looked better this morning.

“W-he-” Kyoshi’s voice cracked. Dried out. Déjà vu. But she pushed through. “Where’s Rangi?”

Kelsang took a glass from nearby and helped Kyoshi drink it. Déjà vu. “She’s fine, she’s resting in her room. I’ve ordered her and Yun to stay out of here until you’ve recovered.”

Kyoshi felt her being lightened a bit, knowing Rangi was alright. Then her morale sank when she realized she couldn’t see the girl just yet. 

“I’m awake now, so can I see-”

Kelsang shook his head. “No, Kyoshi. We need the healer to look you over first.”

“Why? I feel fine!” That was a lie, she felt tired. Very tired. She was fighting a war against sleep and was losing. Stupid body, stay awake. You just woke up!

“Kyoshi, you’ve been asleep for three days!” Déjà vu.

Hasn’t this happened before? What’s going on?

“Kyoshi, what happened?” Kelsang asked. He placed his hand over hers in a soothing fashion. 

Kyoshi’s mouth started to speak before her murky mind caught up to her. “Our carriage was attacked by daofei? Rangi and I got separated. I was in a crash…. Then a daofei caught up to me, and we fought. I think I used a sword to defend myself at some point? And then we fought with earthbending. And I….I guess I used up too much energy?” 

Kelsang pursed his lips and nodded. “Do you know who made that fissure?”

Fissure? Kyoshi wracked her brain, but nothing came up. “The two of us? I’m not sure. A lot was happening really fast.” 

Kelsang nodded and smiled, then he stroked the top of her head. The sensation made her relax, but that relaxation made her slip more into sleepiness.

“I’m just glad you’re safe.”

Safe. Right, she couldn’t sleep until she saw Rangi. She needed to see with her own eyes that she was safe too. “Kelsang, please, I need to see Rangi.”

Kelsang’s smile grew a little sadder. “Kyoshi, I think even if I ran to get her right now, you’d fall back asleep before she’d arrive.”

Kyoshi shook her head, the energy it took made her eyes feel heavier. “No, I’ll stay awake. Please, go get her….”

“She’s busy at the moment, Kyoshi.”

Busy? But I thought you said she was in her room resting. Kyoshi could feel the world dizzying around her. “Bus-but….you said she was-” she slurred

“Shhhh,” Kelsang hushed. He pulled one of the blankets back over Kyoshi’s shoulders. “She’ll still be here when you wake up. Just rest for now, dear.”

The panic in Kyoshi’s being was taken alongside her consciousness, as sleep hooked its claws into both of them, and sunk them down to the dark abyss.

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The people who were there when Kyoshi woke up were Auntie Mui, a Water Tribe woman, and, once again, Kelsang.

According to Kelsang, Kyoshi and Rangi were lucky that one of their visitors to the mansion had happened to be a healer. That was the reason Kyoshi didn’t have any major wounds when she woke up. He consoled her that Rangi had also gotten her own treatment as well.

The Water Tribe woman stated she couldn’t find anything wrong with Kyoshi, only that her chi had been diminished to a dangerous state the other day. Which is why she was unconscious for almost four days straight. 

So Kyoshi really had just exhausted herself. Considering she wasn’t a fighter, that alone explained itself.

Kyoshi spent the rest of the day in the infirmary, attempting to grill Kelsang and Auntie Mui about what had been going on while she was asleep.

The two remained tightlipped regarding most things. And they still wouldn’t let Rangi nor Yun come in and visit her. 

The only thing she got out of them was that because of the attack, they’d found out there were daofei skulking about the area much closer to home than Jianzhu was comfortable with. So he was out leading a charge to find their hideout.

Yun was training with Hei-Ran, or he was talking to the Water Tribe ambassadors that had come to visit for tips on waterbending. Kyoshi could only assume Rangi was either with Yun, or still in her room.

But now, Kyoshi had to sit in the infirmary, while she watched Kelsang and Auntie Mui play pai sho. 

“Did I do something wrong?” Kyoshi asked the two elders in front of her. She couldn’t help but feel like she was on house arrest. This entire thing felt like a punishment.

“Goodness! No! Why would you think that?” Auntie Mui comforted her.

Kyoshi’s brow furrowed. If Kyoshi wasn’t the one being punished then….. “Then, did Rangi do something wrong?”

The two went silent and looked at each other. Kyoshi could feel each individual hair on her skin prickle. A foreboding sneaking up on her. One that had been in the room with her for a good while, but she was only now fully realizing its presence. 

“No,” Kelsang said, resolved in his declaration. “No she didn’t, Kyoshi.”

 Kyoshi’s heart began to speed out of control. Something didn’t feel right in that statement. Something had been off in the estate for a while, and she just didn’t understand it yet. She still didn’t understand it. “Then, do other people think Rangi did something wrong?” 

Kelsang’s face faltered. “Well-”

“Why? What happened?!” Kyoshi made a move to jump out of the bed, but Kelsang put his hand on her shoulder and pushed her back in.

“She let the daofei go,” he sighed.

Kyoshi blinked, confused. “Why?” Rangi hated daofei about as much as Kyoshi did, it didn’t make sense she would let any of them slip by her. 

“To save you. She went to get help because she wanted to save you,” he said warmly, but there was some sadness in his eyes. “She chose to save a companion rather than exact revenge, or to save some meaningless cargo.”

“Not meaningless to some, unfortunately,” Auntie Mui grumbled. Auntie Mui slammed a tile down onto the pai sho board. “She saved two lives, but-” She didn’t finish her sentence, just let out a stream of grumbles as she massaged her temple. 

Kyoshi’s eyes widened. Two? “The driver’s ok?” 

Kelsang nodded with a warm smile. Kyoshi breathed a sigh of relief, then a wave of remorse flooded her. She had forgotten all about the man. 

Kyoshi’s hands curled into fists over her blanket. “I don’t understand, why is she in trouble?” Saving a comrade, or just anyone’s life in general, shouldn’t that be rewarded? Not punished?

Kelsang sighed. “She was assigned to protect the cargo first, and hunt down enemies second. Anything else was supposed to be ranked last in her duty.”

Kyoshi’s jaw flexed. She was angry. Angry at what Rangi’s duty entailed for that mission. And angry at herself, because she had caused issues for Rangi……

If only Kyoshi knew how to fight, then today might’ve gone differently. It most certainly was a wake up call for her. 

Kelsang put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “She’ll be fine. Just a little reprimand. If it makes you feel better, I’ll throw all this weight around just to make sure she gets off easy!” Kelsang stood up and swung his body side to side, making a show to grab at his stomach. 

Kyoshi and Auntie Mui laughed at his antics. And Kyoshi let the gnawing sensation subside. At least, until later.

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That night, once everyone was asleep, Auntie Mui and Kelsang helped Kyoshi back to her room. Auntie Mui made a show to tuck her into bed, and told her if she needed anything to just knock on her door. 

Kyoshi went along with it, and pretended to fall asleep. She waited until they left, and she heard their footsteps disappear down the hall.

When she knew the coast was clear, her eyes flew open, and she hurried to get ready. If Rangi couldn’t come to her, then she was going to Rangi! She was going to try her own hand at sneaking to Rangi’s room.

Kyoshi flung her door open, and almost screamed as she almost barreled into someone in front of her.

Rangi took a step back in shock, her hand was raised to knock on the door. The same hand flew to Rangi’s heart as she gasped, “You scared me-”

Before Rangi could finish her sentence, Kyoshi grabbed the firebender by the tunic, and comically yanked her into the bedroom; right into a crushing hug. 

Kyoshi felt Rangi’s arms flail about for a moment as she buried her face into Rangi’s soft hair. Then once Rangi regained some of her footing, she returned the hug just as fiercely. She wrapped her arms around Kyoshi and clutched at her back.

“I’ve missed you…..” Kyoshi whispered.

Rangi’s response was just one sharp intake of breath, then her body shook. Kyoshi hugged her tighter until the tremors subsided.

“Kyoshi….” Rangi began, breathless. “I keep messing things up…..”

Kyoshi shook her head. “No, you haven't.” Maybe there was more than what Kyoshi knew what was going on, but she would fight anyone who made Rangi feel like she did anything wrong.

Rangi hiccuped out a sob. “No, I mean it, I-”

Before Rangi could finish her sentence, Kyoshi dipped her head down and silenced Rangi with her lips. It was wet, and definitely the coldest kiss the two had shared yet. But it didn’t diminish any of the comfort that it gave. 

Rangi returned the kiss as delicately as Kyoshi had given it, but then gently pushed Kyoshi away when she started sobbing into her lips. 

“You haven’t messed anything up,” Kyoshi reassured her. 

Rangi brought her forearm to her face, and tried rubbing the tears away. Her sobs were broken up with bubbles of laughter in between breaths, “I’m such a mess.”

“I don’t mind. I kind of like it,” she chuckled.

Another hiccup. “You deserve better.”

Kyoshi frowned, not that Rangi could see it. Kyoshi wasn’t sure if she even deserved Rangi. A ray of sunshine that did nothing but provide warmth and light for her. Better? How could anything be better than Rangi herself? 

“I don’t think there’s anything better, cause you’re the best!” Kyoshi said enthusiastically, trying to cheer Rangi up. 

Rangi let out a scoff so poignant, Kyoshi could visualize an eyeroll. “‘The best,’ what kind of best can’t even protect her own girlfriend?”

Kyoshi took one of Rangi’s hands and held it. “You can say the same about me,” Kyoshi laughed. “I was trying to make my way to you and I ended up snoozing on the forest floor.”

“You wouldn't have had to try to get to me if I wasn’t such a-” Rangi stopped herself. Kyoshi had a feeling Rangi was going to call herself a ‘failure,’ and that alone twisted Kyoshi’s heart into a knot. “Mess. If I wasn’t such a mess.”

Kyoshi raised an eyebrow. “You keep calling yourself that, why?”

“You don’t like messes,” Rangi mumbled. “You’re such a clean freak….”

“A clean freak?” Kyoshi asked with amusement.

“I like that about you. Your tidiness. It’s nice. Very orderly.” Kyoshi could hear a pout in her voice.

“Well, this clean freak still wants this mess,” Kyoshi giggled and kissed the palm of Rangi’s hand. “I still want you.”

Rangi finally pulled her face away from her arm and looked at Kyoshi. Kyoshi’s breath hitched. The tears had stopped but it left behind a sheen that made her face glow. The flush from crying painted her face with a pretty shade of pink, and it accentuated the darkness of her eyelashes. It was so unfair, having a girlfriend who was such a pretty crier. 

But behind the tear stained pretty face, laid eyes that were still unsure and full of fear. Kyoshi wanted to incinerate that fear off the face of the planet.

She placed Rangi’s hand over her chest so she could feel her steady heartbeat. To let Rangi know what she was about to say was the complete and whole truth. “I don’t care. I don’t care if you’re a mess. I wouldn’t care if you went and messed up the entire world. I love you, Rangi.”

Maybe she was jumping the gun on what this new feeling was. But Kyoshi knew deep in her being, what she felt for Rangi was love. It was new. It was reckless. It was foolish. It was raw. But it was true.

Kyoshi watched as the fear and anxiety left Rangi’s eyes like dust in the wind. Then she watched as her face melted into unbridled joy. And then watched as that same face disappeared into Kyoshi’s chest as Rangi wrapped her arms around Kyoshi in a tight embrace.

“Oh, Kyoshi!”

Kyoshi laughed as she hugged Rangi back, she felt almost like air itself. “Hey, I just poured my heart out, don’t leave me hang-”

Rangi pulled away and leaned her face upwards as she caressed Kyoshi’s cheek. Then she pulled Kyoshi’s face down into a deliberate, slow kiss. A smoldering warmth slowly but surely spread out from where their lips met to the rest of their being.

“I love you, Kyoshi,” Rangi whispered into Kyoshi’s lips when she pulled away for some air.

The smolder turned into a spark and quickly became a wildfire. Kyoshi quickly used the opportunity to deepen the kiss, spurred on even more with the way Rangi tangled her fingers into Kyoshi’s hair. The temperature in the room started to rise rapidly, and with it, each kiss felt like a hot brand. 

Kyoshi pushed Rangi up against the door, letting their bodies mold into one another. Kyoshi felt Rangi’s hands fumbling with the front of Kyoshi’s nemaki. Kyoshi took a step back, with one hand she helped Rangi with the obi, and the other found its way to the door’s lock. She didn’t want anyone interrupting them tonight.

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Kyoshi laid in her bed a changed person. She was certain of it. She remembered how the other maids talked and gossiped about how sex, love and intimacy could do such a thing. And now Kyoshi was certain……….

Kyoshi was certain this isn’t what they had in mind.

“Kyoshi…..” Rangi’s voice whispered, a bit frantic. 

Kyoshi couldn’t move. She forgot how to move. She was feeling too many things at the moment, good and bad, euphoria and dread. So she just continued to stare at the ceiling, horrified. She could feel something gnawing at the corners of her mind, a realization she didn’t want to acknowledge.

“Kyoshi!” Rangi harshly whispered, a bit louder, as she shook Kyoshi. Kyoshi laid there, limply, still afraid to move.

“Kyoshi, look at me,” Rangi pleaded, gently placing a hand on Kyoshi’s cheek and forcing Kyoshi to look away from the scandal that laid above them on her ceiling. “What-”

“Rangi, please tell me that was you,” Kyoshi whispered. 

Rangi’s face relaxed, relieved to see Kyoshi wasn’t broken and could talk. Then she closed her eyes and sighed, a little exasperated. “Kyoshi, my face was down there.”

Kyoshi groaned. “Well….could it be some kind of…..special firebending technique?”

Rangi scoffed. “Like what?”

“I-I don’t know! Maybe you did something and firebended through me?”

“From down there?”

“Y-yes?”

“I’m no doctor, but I’m pretty sure whatever you’re thinking would’ve resulted in burnt innards.”

“But it doesn’t make sense! Y-you’re the only firebender here! Why is my ceiling scorched?!” Kyoshi cried, a little too loudly. Eyes flitted to her ceiling where a new black circle resided directly above Kyoshi’s head.

Rangi cupped Kyoshi’s cheek with her hand, and rubbed soothing circles with her thumb. “Shh, I know it doesn’t make sense…..” she trailed off. Possibly trying to figure out how to make sense of what happened herself. Apparently, she couldn’t come up with anything.

They laid there like that for a while. Kyoshi, too scared to move. Rangi, rubbing soothing motions along Kyoshi’s cheek. Finally, after gathering her thoughts, Rangi found the courage to speak again. “Kyoshi…..you…. You firebent!”

Kyoshi didn’t say anything. Kyoshi thought the thing she had to worry about coming out of her mouth most were moans, not fire! This wasn’t in any of ‘The Talks’ she had with Auntie Mui or the other maids!

“But….how?” 

Rangi inhaled. “Do you…. Do you know if one of your parents were firebenders?”

Kyoshi shook her head. “No, my father was an Earthbender, and my mother was an Airbender. I’m pretty sure there’s no firebending lineage in my family.”

Rangi looked at Kyoshi, shocked. “Wait, airbender?”

Shoot. Kyoshi had slipped up. This was a wound Kyoshi didn't like to acknowledge, nor was she in the mindset to open up about it yet. Especially not right now.

“Why haven’t you ever mentioned this before?”

Kyoshi looked away, ashamed. A secret Kyoshi didn't want to share. One she was comfortable taking to the grave.

Something in Kyoshi’s expression must’ve discouraged Rangi from pressing further. “Nevermind, we can discuss that later. First we need to figure out this whole firebending fiasco.”

Rangi rolled onto her back, her arm snaked its way under Kyoshi’s neck, and urged Kyoshi to cuddle into her. Kyoshi complied, nuzzling into Rangi’s neck. 

Rangi stared up at the ceiling, as if the scorch mark that she coaxed out of Kyoshi moments earlier would be able to tell her the answers. After a few moments, Rangi gasped. “Spirits above! Forget firebending. How is it you can both earth and firebend?!”

Kyoshi grew stiff. The nagging feeling that had been gnawing at her, had finally clamped its jaws down fully. 

“I….I don’t know!” Kyoshi forced out. 

No one in history had been able to bend more than one element…..except for one person. 

“Kyoshi I think you’re-”

“Don’t say it,” Kyosh nuzzled harder into Rangi. She could feel herself leaving the ground, and needed her girlfriend to be her rock.

“But then that means…..” Rangi didn’t finish the sentence, but there was a seriousness in her voice. Kyoshi could feel Rangi’s body tense as she gripped Kyoshi tighter. More secure. Then she rubbed small soothing circles into her back, as if she could feel Kyoshi’s anxiety rippling out of her. 

A lot of time passed before Rangi spoke up again.

“Come on, let’s get dressed,” Rangi said as she rolled out from under Kyoshi, and off of her bed.

Kyoshi stared at her bug eyed. “W-what? Where are we going?”

Rangi placed a hand on her chin, thoughtfully. “We’re going to…..do a little experiment.”

End Arc 1: The Poem 

Interlude: Rangi’s Side 

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A/N: Me, writing the phrase "firebending fiasco”: hey that kinda sounds like “fire sage fiasco”.......this was unintentional but I'm not gonna change it.

Y’know, it HAS been bothering me with the whole Chin thing…..esp after reading RoK. I always thought Chin was his first name, but then there’s the whole “Chin Clan”....so is it a Mario Mario type deal? Or do we not know his first name? I have so many questions u_u

………….. Oh that’s NOT what everyone wants to talk about? “Salty, was that a …fire orgasm? WHy?????” Eyyyyyyy gotta keep you on your toes! >:3c Bet you weren’t expecting this plot development/twist! jaksdfj Fiiiiiine. I thought it’d be funny. (ﾉ≧ڡ≦) (no come back I have a lot of legit serious reasons TT0TT/ but first…..)

Listen, everyone always uses “fire coming out of the mouth” for orgasms in the spicy Rangshi fics, so I decided to play it for a little dramady…… cause I have the humor of a high schooler I guess. TT0TT (in my defense, whenever I see it I tend to cackle cause I can’t really take it seriously dsiljfaklj *sobs* not to discourage from people from doing it, I get the intent and roll with it….but I also think it’s kiiiiiiinda funny)

“So why was this T before M?” Cause alluding to sex is “T” I believe, but then I needed to like…….build up to that moment….. And building up can easily cross it over into M territory (even if I didn’t feel like I was getting that graphic….at first…. u_u). Amazing how I could forget I should do such a thing! :’D Tbh the build up moments weren’t fully conceptualized until I was in the middle of writing so ummmmm yeah. 8U Oops. orz

I mean, I guess I could’ve just jumped to that scene after a “after a few weeks passed” but….that didn’t seem like it was good narrative build up….but I already committed to the twist, which mean slowly building up to that part TT0TT Which meant....~spice~ (I'm not used to writing spice TT0TT)

OK OK BUT FOR REAL FOR REAL! Other than it being kind of a humorous/unique/surprising way of finding out your the Avatar, and integrating it deeply with the Rangshi love story (which is the main focus of this fic, even more so than the other ones I’ve written imo). It was also one of the few ways I could see a reveal happening between the two without other witnesses around. So while I did all that, it was in service to the plot/characters for a reason.

*inhales*.......Ok time to see how much of a mess Rangi’s side is! ─=≡Σ ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[waratah-moon]

rockstar eddie x famous reader with

‘im gunna marry you one day’

🥺🥹

9. I'm gonna marry you one day. 100% sold. 🎂 other birthday week drabbles 🎂 masterlist / send me a message

It had been a while since Star magazine had broken its story that the two of you had been spotted holding hands. America's sweetheart and the terrifying leather-clad front man of the most popular metal band in the world.

It had been a while since the tabloids and gossip rags had taken bets on how long the so called "fling" would last; saying everything from the relationship being a revenge plot against your mother, to Eddie making a deal with the devil to get you to fall in love with him. They saw something between you two that they didn't understand and tried to make sense of it. None of it was true, not really.

In reality, you'd met Eddie at a party at some famous person's house in the Hollywood Hills. You'd heard rumours about him, that he was a playboy, a womanizer, and some part of you was attempting to break out of your "innocent" shell by associating with him, but once you'd actually spoken to Eddie that had all changed.

He asked if you wanted to go somewhere, and when you agreed he'd took you to the lookout on Mulholland Drive. There were no ulterior motives behind it, he just wanted to show you the view, maybe smoke a little and talk. You ended up staying together for hours, watching the sun come up over the city skyline. Eddie wanted to get to know the real you, not the you that was plastered billboards advertising jeans or the you that the world thought they knew. But the you beneath the surface.

The more you and Eddie got to know each other, the more you fell in love. Eddie was different from anyone you'd dated before. For one thing, you'd chosen him yourself, instead of having your mother strategically pick him out for you. It wasn’t without it’s ups and downs, though. You had your own issues of insecurity and trust; mostly stemming from problems with your mother and past relationships where your exes had used you for your fame. Eddie tried his best to be make you feel safe and loved, something you were slowly starting to accept; underneath his rough leather exterior, Eddie was a big softie, something he trusted you wouldn't tell the world.

Eddie was absolutely enamoured by you. He couldn't believe that Hollywood's princess slept in his bed almost every night, or that her toothbrush was next to his in the bathroom cabinet, or that half his closet was filled with her things. He pinched himself every morning when he woke up to see your head on the pillow next to him, wondering how on earth he'd gotten so lucky. Eddie didn't like to admit it, but he was a little insecure too. He was constantly questioning why you'd chosen to be with him, he hadn't grown up in this life like you. He was just some poor kid from Indiana who'd struck gold and been thrust into the limelight. You were a modern day goddess who deserved much more than he could ever give you, but he would try everyday to be worthy of you.

He'd never believed in soulmates until he'd met you. From the moment you'd snuck away from the party to the lookout at Mulholland he knew you were special. You made him feel whole, which was weird because he'd never felt empty before. He wondered if he'd just gotten so used to the feeling he hadn't realised something wasn't quite right until you'd given him the part that was missing.

Eddie had always thought that the moment he knew he was a goner was going to be big. That they'd be fireworks and grand love declarations. He didn't think that the moment he knew he wanted to spend his life with you would be come when he was making dinner, especially not with Jim Croce playing in the background.

Eddie was tipping a box of pasta into a pot of boiling water on the stove when his hand got splashed. He jumped back, swearing in pain.

You looked up from your magazine, eyes wide, "what happened?"

"I got splashed."

You rushed over, turning on the tap and pulling his hand under the cold water. "Things happen, babe." After a few minutes you turned off the tap and kissed his hand. "Sit down, I'll finish dinner."

"I'm fine, baby, I promise."

You pouted, "can I at least help? I'll grate some cheese." You pecked his lips, heading to the fridge. "'Cause every time I tried to tell you the words just came out wrong, so I'll have to say I love you in a song," you sang along with the song.

Eddie smiled, watching you grab a block of parmesan from the shelf, "I'm gonna marry you one day."

You were still humming along to the song, "what'd you say?"

"I said I love you," he grinned, kissing your cheek before going back to the stove.

- This kinda turned into a character study, so sorry if that's not your jam. My characters always end up with too much baggage and lore. I've got a few more rockstar!eddie drabbles in the works and then I'm going to do a series! Sorry in advance, famous!reader, your backstory is a little tragic... but as we say on this blog... only fluffy endings!

[uselessbard1031]

Orphaning My Old Work???

Howdy everyone!

I'll keep this short, but I just wanted to hop on and let you all know that today I orphaned some of my old works on Ao3. I've been wanting to do so for over a year now and finally bit the bullet. Yes, this includes my most popular fic "Legend of Korra X Reader Oneshots" (for anyone whose request I didn't get to, I apologize. I bit off way way more than I could chew with that and have over thirty requests and a dozen half finished fics).

Why?

Well, when I started writing fanfiction for Ao3 I was 17/18 years old. I started publishing said fanfiction at 18/19/20 (19? I think?) and I am now in my mid-twenties so...I've changed. Lol. I've grown up.

When I first started writing I was immature and unexperienced with the world. I wrote for characters I never had attraction to myself (Ex. Adult! Toph, Suyin, Korra, Asami) because people asked me to, I saw those characters got hits, and I wanted to be liked online. It was hard because I didn't see them as romantic interests and I feel the writing suffered for that. Even 'I Bought A War Criminal' (another popular fic I wrote) I fell out of love with Kuvira while writing and it had a rushed ending due to that fact.

The X readers in particular had some smut chapters that explored kinks I don't have and truthfully had never even heard of until reading some other fanfictions. I won't get too personal, but, like many of us on here, I was exposed to way too much shit way too soon in my life so I found new edgy smut topics to keep me engaged. I've since dealt with some of that trauma and also experienced more IRL trauma around relationships and sexuality that make me read some stuff I wrote -- and stuff I READ while underage -- (ex. knife play, non-con, etc) and go woah hey who let me have Wattpad at 12 and what kind of effect did that shit have because--??? (I would like to say that being into certain kinks is not bad and I'm not trying to kink shame but to me I was desensitized due to exposure too young to NSFW material and due to some IRL trauma -- reading and writing that was my way to cope without actually working through any issues. An unhealthy way to cope. I didn't know healthy relationships because everyone in my life up to that point had abused me or hurt me in some way or another either intentionally or unintentionally so I figured Ao3 / Wattpad / Fanfic.net smut wasn't 'that bad'. Now, I deal with my trauma in healthier ways and realize it's just not what I'm into. A lot of it I wasn't even into when I wrote it. But I read it, so I wrote it. Even recently with Outlander I wrote wildshape smut not because I was into it but because all the other Jaheira fics had it and I figured hey it will get views. Because yes, smut gets views).

I'm just not proud of the writing quality. The first chapter of that X Reader Oneshots collection switches tenses like a million times. Who let me do that? Lol. I have a published book IRL that I'm taking down too because omg don't let 17 year olds self-publish XD

The point is, I never really wrote much of that stuff for me. I wrote it to get views. To get comments. To explore things I thought I was suppose to explore. Because no one in my real life was telling me I was good or capable. I wanted reassurance that I was writing the 'edgiest' stuff or the 'fluffiest' or the 'right characters' and the 'right stories'.

Going forward, I want to write for me. It's why I've moved fandoms because yes, I love Legend of Korra and Lin Beifong, but I'm not obsessed with it like I was. I found community in LOK and in AO3 and online in general but, after getting offline -- deleting social media -- reading things other than fanfiction -- basically, as I became less chronically online for the first time since Middle School, I realized that there's so much more out there that I enjoy. And much healthier ways to enjoy it.

I love all of the support you guys have given me and I stand by the amazing love and community I've gotten from all of my commenters and kudos-ers. But those fics just don't represent me anymore. Few of them ever represented me at all. Many were just what I thought would 'sell'.

I want to keep writing, so I will. But for the stories and characters I want to write about in ways that I actually enjoy. I want cute romances and metaphores for life. Writing smut feels like a chore most of the time so I'll probably just fade to black most of the time with a chapter or two exception. I still love fanficton -- it's an artform all its own. But yeah. Anyways, I hope my little ramble here makes sense and I hope you all get what I'm trying to say.

And if you are like past me -- having interacted with the internet and NSFW and smut since a young age and now feeling like every boundary isn't enough in fiction (*clears throat* I see you BookTok wth r those abusive ass relationships you're reading?) just know that maybe that kind of content isn't good for you and know that vanilla isn't lame. Know that you can write the stories and characters you want and that you don't have to write characters you don't want to write or situations that scare you. And you don't have to pretend not to be scared just for the sake of not kink-shaming.

Yeah. Anyway, if ya'll have any questions fell free to reach out to me! I hope you continue to like my work and if you don't, that's fine too. I hope you don't feel like I'm abandoning you. I think I'm just growing up and getting better mentally. <3

~UselessBard1031