#like sweating and shaking and said “oh hahaha i just got here’’ when it was OBVIOUS HE DIDNT

[lunarelly]

it’s 3 am and i’m thinking about how my friend who has researched irl dazai osamu said that if asagiri wanted bsd dazai’s personality to reflect irl dazai’s at all then they should have made him act more like crona from soul eater

[dakotacrisis]

Topsy Turvy

Hyper-fixation has been activated! Who needs to work on their wips when they can start something else entirely? Hahaha...it’d be funny if it wasn’t true.

Anyhoo! Saw this cute comic by @hannahyonana and my goblin brain latched on and wouldn’t let it go. So I give you this unofficial expansion of this wonderful comic. In short: these children are disasters in more ways than one.

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Two weeks. That is how long Adrien would be gone. Two long and painful weeks without seeing his face or hearing his voice. Pictures and videos were well and good but they were no proper substitute for the real thing.

Marinette came to the train station to see him off and steal a few more blessed minutes with him before he departed on his work trip/vacation. She had tried to convince Alya and Nino to come so she wasn’t totally alone with him but they already had plans. Marinette hadn't heard about any plans before this so she could only assume this was another Alya scheme to give Marinette a chance to confess.

Marinette had thought about it. Telling Adrien how she felt would get a lot off this nervous tension and anxiety off her chest. He didn’t even need to respond or give her an answer. Just having him know would be enough.

But could she do it? She had tried countless times before to no avail. What made this different?

Adrien and her walked along the platform full of people bustling to get here and there. Marinette gripped the box of macarons her parents made for Adrien behind her back.

The Gorilla took Adrien’s luggage and carried it onto the train. He looked back to see if Adrien was following.

"You go on ahead, I want to say goodbye real quick." Adrien ushered his bodyguard away. The Gorilla looked between them and with a curt nod of his head disappeared inside the train.

Adrien turned back to Marinette. His hair was stylishly tousled and his smile bright and beaming. Could the boy stop modeling for even a second? How was anyone meant to keep their wits about them with that thousand watt smile?

"Thanks for coming to see me off, Mari." Adrien said.

"Of course," Marinette replied, shuffling from foot to foot. "Even if you're only gone for two weeks…"

She brought the box out from behind her back and held it out to him. "Also, this is for you from my parents. A little something to snack on during the ride."

"What! That's so sweet! Literally." Adrien took the box with glee. "Be sure to give them my thanks."

"I will,"

BEE-BOOP!

The pair looked up at the sudden sound.

"Oh, that means it's time for me to go," Adrien said with a small shake of his head.

Gone again. In just another minute he'd be out of her reach once more. Even after all this time saying goodbye felt so hard. He was only going to be gone for two weeks! He was gonna come back! Why did it hurt so much being away from him?

That familiar weight settled on her chest. So many feelings left unspoken. Secrets she was dying to share. It felt like they were smothering her.

"Before you go," Marinette halted him before he could enter the train, "I have something to tell you."

"Oh yeah?" Adrien tilted his head like a curious little puppy. Why did he have to be so cute? Marinette was sweating he was so cute. Or maybe that was just her inner terror at what she was about to say.

"Well I--you see--I…" Marinette stammered and lost her nerve, "I uh, make sure to send us pictures."

"Of course!" Adrien responded with glee. "Alright well, see you later, Marinette."

He turned to get on the train and Marinette’s heart sank. Another chance at happiness, wasted. Perhaps it was for the best.

She forced her feet to move, to carry her from this painful moment. When they did though they didn't back away. They surged forward. She was barely aware that she had reached out for Adrien until she grabbed the back of his shirt.

"Wait! That's not it!" She proclaimed loudly. Her nerves came out in the shakiness and desperation in her voice. She kept her eyes shut tight. Afraid of what she would see if she opened them.

"The truth is, I'm in love with you!" She  blurted out. She let go of his shirt, her hands fisted into tight balls by her side as she quickly explained, "I'm not expecting a reply. I know you don't like me back. But have a nice trip!"

She turned on her heel and fled. Tears of anxiety or fear stinging her eyes. The last thing she heard was Adrien calling out for her to wait. Once she was far enough away she risked a glance back and saw Adrien’s face staring out the closed door in shock before the train pulled away from the station.

She stared at the now empty train track for a long time before it truly hit her. She just told Adrien she was in love with him. He was going to be thinking about how she told him she loved him for the next two weeks. Then she was going to have to face him knowing all that when he returned home.

Marinette whipped out her phone and called Alya. “I did something stupid and I need help.”

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Adrien pulled himself away from the train door and sat down in his seat. Marinette’s parting words echoed in his ears. She loves him. She is in love with him.

When did that happen? He knew they were friends but he hadn’t expected her to be in love with him. Marinette…

He glanced down at the box in his hands. Something small and sweet to take with him. A reminder of home. A reminder of someone petite and kind that just spilled her heart out to him on the train platform.

She said she didn’t expect a response but he felt like he owed her one. She had also said she knew that he didn’t like her the same way she liked him. While it was true that Adrien’s heart had belonged to Ladybug for as long as he’s known her he did feel a warmth around Marinette. Was that love? Or was it just friendship?

Nino had a crush on Marinette. Maybe he would know. Adrien pulled out his phone and hit Nino’s number. “Hey, I’m on the train heading out but I had a question about Marinette.”

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“Oh dear,” Alya shook her head, she covered the receiver of her phone so Marinette couldn’t hear. Not that Marinette could hear anything over the sound of her own panicked ramblings. She turned to Nino on the couch with a sly smile.  “Marinette just confessed to Adrien before he went on his trip and she’s freaking out.”

“Wow, good for her, do you think Adrien will respond?” Nino asked.

“No idea,” Alya shrugged, “It’s a good thing we left them alone though. Marinette finally got the guts to say something to him.”

“Speak of the devil,” Nino held up his phone where Adrien’s contact picture flashed on the screen. He hit answer. “Hey dude, what’s up? Miss me already?”

Alya went back to listening to Marinette and trying to calm her down while Nino talked to Adrien. The both of them were panicking messes as they ranted and lamented at their respective best friends over the phone.

“I don’t really know what to tell you about your own feelings, dude,” Nino told Adrien, “Yeah I had a crush on Marinette but it only lasted a week. That’s kind of how it is with most of the people from our class.”

“What?” Adrien said.

“Yeah, literally everyone has had a small crush on Marinette at one point or another growing up. You’re like the only person who hasn’t. Which is weird considering how much she dotes on you and swoons around you. Did you really not know about her crush until today?”

“No!”

“Ah...then again you have been head over heels for Ladybug I don’t suppose you would have noticed anyone else unless they confessed to you point blank.” Nino said. He had thought that Adrien’s crush on the spotted hero of Paris was something that had been waning recently once he had agreed to go out with Kagami. But when they broke up it had returned full force.

“Marinette, hold on a second,” Alya shushed Marinette on the other line and turned to Nino with wide eyes, “Did you just say that Adrien has a crush on Ladybug?”

“Uh yeah? Why?”

“What’s going on?” Adrien asked.

“Alya is--”

Alya snatched the phone out of his hands. She held up the other phone with Marinette on the line. “Girl, I know you are spiraling right now but I am gonna need to call you back. I swear I will only be like ten minutes max. Goodbye.” she turned to Nino’s phone, “Now you, pretty boy, I’m gonna need you to repeat that for me.”

“That I have a crush on Ladybug?” Adrien answered timidly.

“How long has that been a thing?”

“Since she first showed up in Paris. Why?”

Nino saw the calculations going off in Alya’s head as she processed this information. Had she not known? He was sure she had to have known but apparently that wasn’t the case.

“Adrien, listen to me very carefully,” Alya said, “You are going to want to accept Marinette’s feelings.”

“Listen, Alya, I know that you are her best friend but--”

“No buts, Agreste!” Alya snapped, “Really listen to me here. I know that you have feelings for Ladybug. Who wouldn’t? She’s amazing but she���s also a superhero with a secret identity. Do you really think you can take Ladybug out to the movies or invite her home for dinner? How are you gonna call her? How do you plan on making that work?”

“Well I--”

“Moonlight rendezvous over the rooftops of Paris sound fine and dandy but you know what else is nice? Marinette. Tangible and readily available with romantic feelings already pre-downloaded in her core. You already call her our Everyday Ladybug. What more do you want?”

“I see your point. But that situation is a little more complicated than that.”

“No it isn’t. Do you not think Marinette is great?”

“She is. She really is.”

“Do you not think she is cute?”

“She is very adorable and attractive. I will confess to that.”

“So if Ladybug wasn’t a thing then would you consider dating Marinette?”

“I mean I guess. But Ladybug is still real and she owns my heart. I can’t just give up on her that easily.”

“Adrien, I do not know how to tell you this but you are not giving up anything by dating Marinette. She is every bit as amazing as Ladybug and you would do well to remember that. As a wise man once said, “far better than any dream girl, is one of flesh and blood, one warm and caring, and right before your eyes.””

“Did you steal that from The Little Mermaid?”

“Not the point! Just think on it. You have two weeks before you come back and make a decision. I suggest you use the time wisely and really consider what I’m telling you. I’m not just saying this because Marinette is my best friend but because I know deep in my gut that you two were made for each other. The only one that doesn’t see it is you.”

“You think we’re made for each other?” Adrien’s voice was soft and quiet. It made Alya’s heart melt.

“I do. I think that you two would make each other so incredibly happy.” Alya sighed, “But no pressure or anything. At the end of the day it is your heart and your choice. I’m just asking you to look at all the possibilities before you make a decision.”

“Okay, I’ll think on it. I promise.”

“Good. Now I gotta call Marinette back before she worries herself into a human pretzel. Bye.” Alya handed the phone back to Nino. She dialed Marinette back and wandered into her room for privacy.

“Why did you hang up on me?” Marinette asked. “I am having a crisis here!”

“Girl,” Alya’s face broke into a grin that would put the Cheshire Cat to shame. “You are not gonna believe this. Adrien’s had a crush on you this entire time. Or rather, a huge, massive, fanboy crush on Ladybug that is.”

“WHAT!”

*Two weeks later*

Well that was the longest two weeks of Adrien’s life. He had done what Alya suggested and really thought over his feelings for Marinette and Ladybug. The more he compared them the more he realized how alike they were. He knew he called Marinette their Everyday Ladybug but he hadn’t realized how true that was until now.

His heart belonged to Ladybug but he would be lying if he said he didn’t feel anything for Marinette. Adrien knew that through Alya and Nino’s eyes the answer was obvious. Marinette was their friend and classmate and she was so much closer to them then Ladybug. But they didn’t know that Adrien was Chat Noir. They didn’t know that he had a direct line to Ladybug. They didn’t know he had this already huge connection to her.

So what was there to do? Have a happy civilian life with Marinette and stop his pursuit of Ladybug? Or let Marinette down gently and keep trying to make things work with his Lady? He needed to come to a decision quick since his train was getting closer to the Paris station. What if Marinette was waiting out on the platform? What was he going to tell her?

The train came to a screeching halt that flung everyone forward. What in the world was that? HE scrambled to the window and saw the leg of a huge a robot. An akuma.

He was thinking up an excuse to leave his bodyguard when the roof of the train was ripped off. The giant robot looked in and reached out its hand and started grabbing random people and dropping them into its mouth.

He had to get out of here and transform! He made a bolt for the bathroom but the robot got him first and lifted him off the ground. He struggled to get free but he was no use against thousands of pounds of metal and magic.

“Oh no you don’t!” the robot’s arm lurched away from its mouth. Ladybug stood on a nearby building with her yo-yo drawn tight to keep the robot from dropping Adrien down its gullet. “Rena! Now!”

Rena Rouge leapt out from behind Ladybug and pounced at the akuma. She dug her flute down between Adrien and the clamp holding him captive. With a large heave she pried the clamp open enough for Adrien to wiggle free. She reached to grab him but at that moment the robot had broken free from Ladybug’s hold and the pair of them were thrown off.

“I got ya!” Ladybug swooped down and grabbed hold of Adrien. Rena was quick on her feet made a safe landing down on the ground.

They landed on a nearby rooftop for Ladybug to deposit him. “You okay?” She asked.

“Yeah, never better,” Adrien’s heart was beating wildly in his chest.

“Good,” Ladybug looked back at the akuma with a small frown, “I gotta go take care of this guy but you should be safe here.”

“Alright,”

“By the way you’re really cute and I think we should go to a movie sometime. Bye!” Ladybug said quickly and leapt back into the fight.

“Wait! What?!” Adrien shouted after her but she was already gone. He was so stunned that by the time he remembered he was Chat Noir and should be helping Ladybug and Rena Rouge had already defeated the akuma.

The miraculous cure swept across the city and Adrien was deposited back in the fixed train in his seat like nothing had happened. Well this got a whole lot more complicated!

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(Part 2)

[weasvlys]

Oh god, i love when you request me stuff specially this kind of things ~hehe~. Anyways, sure! Here you have your naughty blurb. @bellaisahufflepuff

And just a little reminder: I TAKE REQUESTS, even the really naughty ones? Yes! Even de multifandom ones? Yesss, even the orgy or threesome ones? YESS! Even the queer ones? YEEEEEES, so go on, and request!.

- Xoxo, Vennus.

After Quidditch.

Draco Malfoy x Y/N x Fred Weasley (Female! Gryffindor! Reader)

Warnings: Smut, Explicit language, cursing, degradation, slut shaming, double penetration, parissss, rough sex (spanking, hair pulling, choking, etc), threesome, unprotected sex, etc.

Words count: 2815, i know, it's a bit long but it is worth it.

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"This is not fair Professor Hooch!" Fred yelled from his broomstick, annoyed by the lack of Draco Malfoy, who had thrown his twin off his broom and he had dislocated his shoulder and as a result could not continue playing "I'm sorry to say it's not, Weasley." She responded in the same way as the "You are entering the other Weasley's position" she said, patting you on the shoulder. You got up from the bench, got on the broom and began to play, the game was very close, Harry still did not see the snitch and Slytherin was winning 50 to 10, to Gryffindor, you hoped it would not happen that the same as in the world cup with Ireland and Bulgaria. But for a moment you forget all those thoughts watching Fred stood next to you, with that imnotating smile and those sexy eyes, it was difficult to concentrate having him there, and even worse, to Malfoy from across the field, they both looked so sexy in those uniforms that they were so snug it was hard not to see their muscles through them, but if it still couldn't get worse, their dicks. Fred had that voice and gaze full of lust again, as if he would think of fucking you at the end of the game, and Draco lifting that chest and brushing his damp hair from his face flexing his arms and letting you see their muscles... Merlin, the very idea of ​​seeing them doing that naked and drenched with sweat made you feel a rush of pleasure in your core. And taking you out of all those thoughts, a gust passed in front of you, followed by a wet and cold wind, it was Harry accompanied by Draco, it seemed that he had finally found the snitch, but they quickly disappeared from your sight, now they seemed to be in the sky, looking for the snitch.

You were looking up at the sky when the sound of a furious bludger caught your attention, you quickly hit it to prevent it from landing on your face resulting in an accidental 'goal', however putting a bludger in any of the hoops did not give any points, but fortunately the bludger hit Marcus Flint, who's the captain, and bounced off Peregrine Derrick, who is one of the punchers, knocked them both out in action. "Professor, that was a foul!" he reproached Lucian Bole, another of the thugs "It is not dear", replied the teacher, winking at you, Lucian only snorted, "Good one Y/L/N" Fred told you with a wink, damnit, he's so sexy... You turned to the front to see Draco looking at you with a smirk, he gave you an up and down look and then softly lick and bite his lip. That was enough to make you melt.

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The game was over and with the torture of seeing Draco and Fred, at least for the weekend you could get rid of their stares. Gryffindor had won despite expectations, it seemed that again Slytherin had lost by trusting.

"Won't you join us? We will celebrate, there will be firewisky" asked Harry behind you with a group of Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs "Yes, I'll just take a quick shower" you answered in the same way, You really weren't in the mood to celebrate, after those looks you wanted to go to your room and satisfy yourself just thinking about them. You were about to go into the girls 'bathtubs, when you heard voices coming from the boys' bathroom, which was next door, you tried to listen but there were many Gryffindors celebrating, you peeked in, and as soon as you did, you heard Fred's annoying voice "You're such a coward!" Said Fred, you put your head a little more to see who he was fighting, you saw the redhead's back pushing another boy, he seemed a little smaller than him, however you did not see who it was "At least I don't associate with mudbloods, you are a disgrace to purebloods." As soon as you heard it and knew who it was, that voice and accent you could recognize it anywhere, it was Draco Malfoy, "What do you want, Weasley? You know that I can make her stop talking to you, ignore your existence." Fred pushed him even harder, yanked him by his clothes and pulled him closer to him "Who are you even talking about?"Asked Fred, with a threatening voice, that voice that it made you so hot "You know who the bloody hell I'm talking about... that pretty mudblood girl." Draco replied laughing, Fred again pushed him harder to the wall, you knew what was coming, the Weasleys weren't well known for controlling their emotions, much less against Draco Malfoy.

You entered the bathroom loudly so that both of you will notice your presence "Speaking of the devil" Draco said "What is he talking about, Freddie?" You asked without taking your eyes off Draco, who was now on the ground and Fred next to him, with the expression that Fang usually made when Hagrid scold him "Hahaha, she doesn't know yet?"Again he asked Fred mockingly "Malfoy shut up!" Said Fred crossing his arms, until now you had noticed that Fred wasn't wearing a shirt, shit, that thin and marked body drove you crazy, those hands with veins that went up to his shoulder and that path of red hairs below his navel that went down, you liked to find out how far they go, What you loved the most were those freckles that were scattered everywhere and that v on his hips, "What are you talking about?!" You said now angrily "That Fred Weasley fancy you, I mean, I don't blame him." He answered giving you that up and down look that made your legs shake again, his answer took you very by surprise, you turned to see Fred, who was giving Draco a withering look, then I look at you, he seemed sad, as if his eyes said "I know you don't feel the same", He took a few steps towards you, he took your neck and waist and his lips touched yours, boy that had taken you by surprise, after being the whole game and a little more years fanced by this moment it finally happened, hell, the last thing that could happen now was that Draco kissed you the same way, Drunk with lust and desire, but to your surprise, someone else tugged at your wrist and kissed you in the same seductive way, now it was Draco, "What is this all about? Am I dreaming?" You wondered.

Draco took off from your kiss, you were stunned, you looked at them both in surprise, this couldn't be a dream, you weren't so creative to imagine such a scenario "Actually, we both want you" Draco said gently biting his lip and lifting his hair from his face, Fred began to approach slowly, looking at you like a dam, damn it, only in your dreams had you seen such a look, he took your wrist and pulled hard at it towards his body, "You know Y/N? Seeing you at the game, with all your uniform wet from the rain and with that look, damn it... It made me so hard" He opened the button of his pants and put your hand in his bulge under the boxer, the feeling of his hard and naked cock in the palm of your hand made you sigh "Here... Feel how much I want you".

For a moment you had forgotten that Draco was there, but he made sure that it was not for long, put his hand on your waist and began to give wet kisses on your neck, I go down to your chest where with his other hand he unbuttoned the laces of your cape, letting it fall to the ground, they both separated from you and took off their clothes, even the inner one, you closed the door behind you and you took off the sweater you were playing with, revealing your bra, Fred approached you, leaned over and lowered your pants quickly, while the other boy kissed your neck again, this time leaving marks, until he reached the bra, where he ripped it off,making your breasts bounce into action "Fuck... You such a nasty girl, playing in such a cheating way" he said in a growl, playing with the tip of his tongue on your nipples, making you moan, while the redhead stroked your thigh "I think we should punish her Malfoy" said Fred in such a sensual way that you felt like slowly wetting your panties, "Weasley, it's the first thing we want to agree on" Said the blond mocking your expression, he directed his hand to your neck and took a large lock of hair and roughly pulled it, began to pull it, heading to the sinks, where he gently smashed your face and bare chest on the bar, exposing your butt "You're such a bad girl... Look, thong for quidditch? You sure planned to jerk off after the game, right?" Fred said in the same tone, taking the spring, pulling it, and releasing it, causing it to bind your hip which made you sigh, "Of the honors Weasley" said Draco lowering the thong to your knees "How nice Malfoy..." he just said it and gave you a spanking, so hard you knew it would turn red, he gave another, and another making you moan "Spank her for my Malfoy" said Fred, Draco got behind you and started doing the same as Fred before, but his were harder, he gave a pair and lowered his face to your thigh and gave a kiss on the inside, getting dangerously close to your pussy, got up again and gave a spanking again, again close to your center, gave another, even closer, stopped for a second, he leaned closer and whispered "You're so fucking wet..." and right after he slapped again, but this time in your center "Ahhh d-draco" That had felt wonderfully good, you got up from and went to one of the bathtubs, both boys were looking at you recharged in the washes, with those hot and thirsty looks, you could see their hard throbbing cocks, you could even see that the tip of Fred's seemed to be wet from pre-cum, and Draco impeccably trimmed, just as you imagined.

You opened the watering can and water began to flow from it, falling on your body, it felt so good, you took a soap and began to rub your breasts, aware of how the boys saw you while they let out one or another sigh while they touched "You are not coming guys?" You asked looking at them, they exchanged glances and began to approach, Draco was the first to touch, caressing your thigh while passionately kissing you and leaving a couple of bite while Fred, for his part, went a bit further, he positioned himself behind you and began to caress your ass, he went down gently and you began to feel his middle finger opening your folds, and stroking your clit in circles, making you let out soft moans on Draco's lips "Do you like her beautiful? Do you like the way he touches you?" Draco asked, choking you gently, "Uhhum" You responded softly, and as soon as you did, Fred inserted one of his long fingers into you, you let out a groan, and you could feel how behind you Fred was teasing your reaction, he slowly began to move inside you, while the blonde one got on his knees in front of you, which took you by surprise "Kiss her..." Said the redhead to Draco, he obeyed and gave a soft kiss to your clit "Oh..." You groaned in response, Draco stuck his tongue out and ran through your folds and another moan escaped your lips, and he started sucking on your core, damn it felt so good to have you both like this, To have Fred whispering dirty things to your hatred and Draco looking at you through his eyelashes while both took care of giving pleasure only to you, it was a delight, they began to increase the speed of their acts, and your breathing became more and more agitated, you felt so close to the climax "Keep go-going" you said so close "Are you close little whore?" Fred said again in your ear, you weakly nodded and immediately Fred came out of you and Draco stoped his movement.

"What are you guys doing?" You asked a bit annoying "Just kneel love" Said Fred and immediately after having put you on your knees they both took their cocks "Open that cute little mouth of yours" Draco said putting the tip of his cock in front of your mouth, with your hand you took the base of his cock and put it in your mouth, it barely touched your throat and Draco let out a sweet and tired moan, as if I had waited a long time for it, I tangled his fingers in your hair and began to fuck your mouth while you felt how his moans bounced to your center, making you moan in the same way that he was, it was delicious to hear him, He took his cock out of your mouth and with it he gave a couple of strokes on your tongue, and immediately after this you put Fred's cock in your mouth, it was a little bigger, when you put it in this sack a sigh surprised by your quick action, you began to move his head back and forth making moans jump from the redhead's mouth, "You are such a little whore... Oh fuckk" Said Fred in a grunt "You are such a promiscuous Y/L/N" Draco said after Fred, in the same way. Fred took you by the neck and raised you to his lips, giving you a kiss, his hands went down to your thighs and he pulled them up, carrying you, carefully put your legs on his shoulders, leaving your pussy dangerously uncovered on his painful erection, he moved his hips a little and slid into you "Oh you are so hot and wet little bitch" Fred said in a moan as he entered you, he began to give soft lunges when behind you you felt how Draco accommodated his cock in your anus, slowly inserting it, making you moan so hard that not even the Gryffindor festivities would be enough to shut you up, they both began to move harmoniously, it seemed like it was the first thing they agreed on, to fuck you so hard that you couldn't walk, you dropped your head on Draco's shoulder while he was pulling your hair and Fred was choking you, it felt so fucking good, they tried to control your moans but the excitement of the moment and the wild thrusts of both did not allow it, you felt so close, never before had you liked something so much as now, you moaned in a way only found in muggle porn, you felt your thigh muscles tighten "Are you close love? Why don't you come with us little girl?" Those last words from the blond were enough to take you over the edge.

When you finished you felt like Draco and Fred came out in the same way, you will feel like their fluids dripping out of you, you have never felt so satisfied before, they looked at each other and Fred said "Now get in four" you followed his orders, Draco stood in front of you and Fred behind, as soon as they did, you felt like Fred entered your pussy that was still dripping and Draco put his still hard cock in your mouth, they both began to move, each one touching the end of where they were, you felt so full, seeing Draco through your lashes wet from the bath water and watch the drops of water fall on her nipples while she looks at you in such a seductive way, And to feel Fred behind you moaning so deliciously while every once in a while he spanks you and says something dirty, it turned you on so much, and in the same way, again you felt exceptionally close to your orgasm, it seemed that you both got it and went back to going as fast and rough as possible, making you crazy, Again you felt like when leaving your liquids dripping out of you, it was delicious you felt that complete. "You are such a dirty girl ... We will have to punish you more often" Draco said in a whisper, It was the first time you saw both boys in the same room and so close without fighting, and it fascinates you.

[cherrycocaineee]

11. Tony Stark - Moving in Together

    Placing the last cardboard box on top of the others, I turned around and grabbed the thick, black sharpie to label it “bathroom necessities.” Huffing quietly to myself, I wiped the sweat off of my brow and went into my now bare kitchen. Pouring myself a glass of tea into the plastic cup that I had bought at the store for this exact day, and leaned against the countertop so I could cool off. I gulped down the entire glass of tea within seconds just as my apartment door opened. Tony Stark, my boyfriend, walked into the building and smiled at me when our eyes met. I smiled back while pouring myself another glass of tea.  “Sweetheart,” he hummed, “you were supposed to wait for me to finish packing.”  Tony leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to my forehead while wrapping his muscular arms around my waist. I giggled, touching my empty hand to his chest, feeling the hard metal that was under his shirt. “I know,” I said, “but I saved the best part for you.”  “Oh, and what’s that?”  “Carrying them to the car.” A deep laugh shook his chest and he pulled away from me. Before the two of us started carrying the boxes out of my old apartment, Tony called some friends to meet him at his place so we could help carry the boxes inside. I’d never met any of Tony’s friends before and the thought of meeting them sent me into a bit of a nervous panic. Trying to keep my growing anxiety to myself, I carried the last box out then closed the door behind me. Tony practically jogged up the steps and grabbed the box out of my hand, nodding his head to the side, gesturing for me to go first. Sighing in relief as I got in the car, I let my head lean against the seat taking in the nice breeze from the air conditioner. Tony slammed the trunk shut and joined me in the car.  “You good?” He questioned, putting his seatbelt on. “I’m fine,” I replied, doing the same, “why do you ask?”  “Normally, you only shake your leg when you’re feeling nervous or thinking. I noticed it while watching you do your homework.”  Tony and I had met two years ago before we started dating a year and a half ago. He had come to my University to give some speech for all of the new freshmen college students and I had bumped into him. However, I never thought I’d be dating him only a year later. And since we were faced with the ultimate age gap, me being only twenty and him being almost forty, I constantly worried about people thinking I was a gold digger. Truth is, Tony offered to help me pay for my schooling and I declined every time.  “I just worried about your friends helping us carry the boxes in,” I admitted, “I’ve never met your friends before. What if they don’t like me? Everyone at school already calls me a gold digger, what if they think the same thing?”  Tony slipped his hand onto my thigh and leaned over so that we were staring at each other. “Serenity,” he whispered, “my friends are going to love you. What’s there not to love: you’re sweet, smart, beautiful, and charming. And I promise, if they don’t like you, then I’ll personally deal with them.”   Still not sure about it, I nodded anyway so the conversation could end. I wanted to try as hard as possible not to think about it. The entire drive to Tony’s house, my new home, I napped after a long, hot day of packing. I didn’t realize we were there until I started hearing the sound of three men speaking, two of which I didn’t recognize. Opening my eyes, I saw two tall, muscular men standing in front of Tony. One of them had a metal arm while the other had his hair styled as if he was going to a fancy dinner. Though I wouldn’t doubt it if he was. Tony reached over to my door and opened it for me, smiling down at my exhausted frame that was still hardly awake. Though having just woken up, I unbuckled myself and climbed out of the passenger’s seat. My boyfriend wrapped his arm around me.  “This is my girlfriend, Serenity Arrow,” he introduced, “Serenity, these are my friends; Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes.”  I held out my hand, feeling it shake as I did so, “nice to meet the both of you.”  Steve was the first one to take my hand and shake it, “it’s nice to meet you too, Serenity. Tony talks about you all the time.”  “Practically have to beg the guy to shut up,” Bucky chuckled, shaking my hand next, “but now I can see why he was always bragging.” “Hahaha,” Tony sarcastically laughed, “paws off. We’ve got boxes to take inside.”   Bucky, Steve, Tony, and I started carrying in all of the boxes. There weren't really that many, but they were pretty heavy considering I practically crammed as much of my stuff inside as possible. In the end, I ended up packing twelve boxes and a single bag. I was only able to carry one box in at a time, however, the other three were able to carry in multiple. After setting down the third box I had carried in, I was heading back outside when Tony grabbed my waist just as he was passing me.  “Bucky’s got the last two,” he said, “let’s go inside.” I nodded my head and let him pull me back inside. The nice feel of the air conditioner smashed against my sweaty skin causing me to shiver. Tony said I could take a shower real quick if I wanted, so I grabbed an outfit out of one of the boxes that was labeled “clothes” then headed to the bathroom. The water was nice and relaxing against my knotted muscles. I soaped up my body after washing my hair and started rinsing off when I heard a female voice come out of nowhere.  “Ms. Arrow,” it said, “would you like the floor heated for when you get out?” I covered myself with my arms and pulled the curtain open to see who was there. But there was no one. I blinked a few times, feeling like I was going crazy from the heat. I wasn’t though, because the voice appeared again. “I’m sorry, I should have introduced myself first. I’m F.R.I.D.A.Y, Tony Stark’s computer program. It’s nice to meet you.” A small sigh left my lips as I relaxed and felt much more safe than I did a second ago. “It’s nice to meet you, F.R.I.D.A.Y,” I muttered, feeling my heart still slam against my chest, “and you don’t have to worry about heating the floor, I’ll be fine. Thank you.” “Of course.”   After my shower, I dried off and threw on my clothes before walking out of the bathroom. Tony was sitting in the living room with Steve and Bucky. They were chatting away while drinking some beer. I figured I’d let them be and just start unpacking some stuff, starting with my clothes. When I went to grab the box filled with them, Tony called my name.  “Ren,” he said, using the nickname he’d given me after the first time we met, “don’t worry about unpacking now, come sit.”  Part of me wanted to decline the offer, not really feeling like socializing. Not because I didn’t like the two people I had just met but because I didn’t want them to learn how old I was or the school I went to. Just didn’t want people questioning me about why I was with Tony. However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that declining the offer to sit and visit may seem like I was too good for them. So I went over there, ignoring the thousands of thoughts and nerves itching at my brain. I plopped down next to Tony and he placed his hand on my thigh which always made me feel better.  “So, Serenity,” Steve said, “tell us about yourself.” “O-oh, uhm, well, what do you want to know?” I asked.  “Tony says you go to college,” he started, “what year are you in?” “I’m a sophomore.”  Bucky had taken a large gulp of his beer before replying, “what are you studying?”  “Medicine. I want to be a surgeon.”  Tony patted my thigh and smiled. When I told him the first time that I was studying to be a doctor, he had joked about coming to see me when he got injured on his missions. It was a nice, little laugh that the two of us shared when we first spoke. “How did you and Tony start dating?” Steve asked, smiling. Now that was a funny story…  “He showed up at my dorm a year after we first met,” I informed, “he was beaten up and bloody from a mission, asking me to patch him up since I was studying to be a doctor.”  I started seeing flashbacks from that day. I could hear the knocking on my thick dorm door, me catching the scream I almost let out in my throat so I didn’t cause a lot of noise. All of the bruises, cuts, and blood that adore his skin as he limped into my room and collapsed on the floor. I stitched up his gashes, patching him up the best I could with whatever knowledge I knew from both my parents, who were both doctors, and my studies. It had been horrifying but at the same time a great learning opportunity. Who would have thought that I’d end up dating him.  “Serenity.”  I blinked a few times before looking at the three of them. Tony’s eyes were filled with worry but I just smiled and waved it off. “Sorry,” I laughed, it came out more dry than I meant, “I was just remembering what had happened that day.”  They looked at me with understanding eyes and I continued telling them about the day we started dating. “Anyway, after patching him up, he offered to take me to dinner since I helped him and it just went from there.” I purposely left out the two of us having sex inside my dorm room after he dropped me off after dinner, but from the smirk on Tony’s face, I figured they’d gotten the hint. Two hours later, Steve and Bucky decided to leave us for the evening. After showing them out, Tony walked over to me and picked me up from the couch, keeping a firm grip on my thighs as I wrapped my legs around his torso. He carried me into the kitchen and set me down on the counter, the coldness from it going through my sweatpants. He placed both arms on either side of me and leaned forward, our lips almost touching. “What are you hungry for?” He questioned. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled, “don’t know really. I’m not very hungry.”  “Oh. I won’t accept that for an answer. You need to eat.”  In the end, he decided to order fish tacos from a local place near here. While we waited, Tony and I began unpacking to get a head start on it. While I did my clothing, Tony did my study things. We got through the two boxes just as the doorbell rang, signaling the food was here. Tony climbed off the ground and went over to the door as I finished folding the last of my jeans. When I was done, I went into the kitchen and saw him coming into the kitchen with a paper bag in his hand.  “Foods here,” he hummed.  The two of us sat at the counter and began eating. I wasn’t a large fan of fish in general, but these tacos were great. The taste was fresh and was bursting with zest. After eating, we unpacked a few more boxes and then decided that was enough for the day. The clock said it was almost midnight. I was sitting in the living room on the couch, drinking some tea when Tony came in with a blanket in his arms. I smiled at him as he sat down next to me. He draped the large, fluffy blanket over the both of us, grabbing my tea and set it on the table. Wrapping his arm around me, pulling me into his body, the two of us cuddled together and watched whatever was on television. However, Tony couldn’t seem to keep his eyes on the show and was looking at me the entire time, running his calloused fingers through my light, ashy brown hair that went to my shoulders.  I looked up at him. His deep, brown eyes stared into my own soft, brown eyes. He was utterly handsome. Tony leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. Despite his lips being chapped, they were still warm and welcoming. And they molded themselves to fit my plump, soft lips perfectly. Tony grabbed my waist and pulled me into his lap, humming softly as I rested my wait on him. He traced his hands against my smooth skin as he kissed me patiently, yet hungrily. When we pulled away, I saw the small stain of Doused Rose lipstick. He just chuckled, causing his chest to rumble. His laughter was contagious, making me quietly laugh as well. “Looks like I’ve smeared your lipstick,” his husky voice whispered. “Seems you have,” I whispered back.  His large, rough hands moved from my hips to my squishy thighs and then to ass, gripping it hard.  “I love you, Serenity Arrow,” he said.  “I love you too, Tony Stark,” I replied, sweetly.  Pushing himself off the couch, Tony carried me all the way to our newly shared bedroom. I wrapped my arms around his neck for better support until he dropped me onto the mattress. The satin sheets hugged me as we sunk into the bed. Tony’s fingers grabbed the rim of my sweatpants and he began pulling them down; I bit my bottom lip softly, keeping my eyes on his. My deep red, laced panties started to show.  “How about we put that pretty rose lipstick to good use in our new bed,” he growled.  My only response was a small nod as I allowed Tony to become the dominant one. The role he normally took when we were together, the role that I’ve come to enjoy. Tony smiled down at me one last time before delving into his lust, mixing with my own.

[celestialmango]

Reader insert,Unwilling prey, digestion and fatal vore(not you tho, you're safe...kinda) soft vore, safe vore, fallout au, super mutant variant Pred, Pred's a jerk, but a jerk that gets rid of your raider problem.

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You sigh as your toes flex digging into the dirty cracked asphalt of the road, you had set up from your town established around the vault to act as a merchant/messenger and had been doing well... until you ran into some raiders, luckily you managed to bargain your way out with your life, there were too many to take out on your own, you're lucky you still had your hidden gun and ammo, not so lucky they took your armor, your goods and your shoes.

As you continue on your way back to the vault settlement you hear a commotion behind you and feel the ground shake getting increasingly close surprisingly fast, you don't even have time to turn around before you're about nine feet in the air, scooped up by a large greenish arm and sat on a shoulder looking behind to see a large group of super mutants chasing the one hauled you into the air while they ran you don't have much time to think about what's going on before your improvised steed booms at you.

"SHOOT HUMAN" you react instinctively and start shooting the pursuers while the mutant carrying you runs, you're glad you had been training as a sharp shooter before you got frozen because it's coming in handy now as you fire bullet after bullet, reloading when empty at the hostile mutants hitting your mark everytime and crippling them, some loose legs, some lose arms and some you straight up headshot, "HAHAHA ATA HUMAN!" The one carrying you yells.

Your gun clicks empty as you finally run out of bullets but by then there's only two left the one who's shoulder you're riding and the last one chasing them, they skid to a stop and lightly toss you on top of a good 15ft tall rail car that stands to the side of the road having rolled off the nearby track ages ago, you finally get a good look at the mutant while they turn and bullrush the other, their long hair blowing flowing in the wind as they tackle the other to the ground and start brutalizing them with their fists....wait

Don't super mutants eat humans? And since when did a super mutant have hair, shit there's no way for you to get down without injuring yourself and no one around for you to call out to for help, you don't even have the time to think of how to escape before you hear a splattering crack and crunch of bone, you quickly turn back and see the hulking mash of muscle stand with blood dripping off their hands as they turn around and you get a better look at their face that has a splash of red caking it as they approach the train car grinning wildly. You notice even more details that don't make them look like your typical super mutant and honestly they actually kinda look similar to fan art you saw before of people's half orc characters only without the pointy ears and tusks...god you miss DND.

You shouldn't have let yourself get distracted, they're already at the side of the car, they stretch their arms out to you, "Come ere human. _______ ain't gonna kill you" you blanch 'n-no thank you, I'm fine up here.' the super mutant scoffs "bah, human can come to _______ or _______ can tip metal thing over and human can go smack on the ground. Human can choose easy way or painful way."...shit, you really don't have a choice here do you? You scooch over to the edge the super mutant is waiting at and swing your legs over the side.

The super mutant who's name you guess is ______ grasps your waist with both hands and lifts you off the roof of the ancient train car but they don't set you down just yet, you notice they're staring at your feet "where's humans shoes?" You answer them nervously and slightly confused 'o-oh. Um.. well I kinda got robbed by raiders a few miles back.' the mutant looks at your face intently and you sweat nervously "how many?" 'wha?' "How many raiders human" 'oh, there were five. W-why?' _____ grins at you viciously setting you further on edge before they say "human do _____ favor, _____ return it" just like that all your tension leaves you 'ah, so are you going to put me down or?'

_____ sets you back on their shoulder, "human point way, _____ follow" you guess this is just how your day is going to go now, 'ok.' you point out the direction you came from and _____ takes off in a run.

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_____ skids to a stop again just 50 ft from the raider camp just as night falls giving them excellent cover, they bend down and set you down in the open back of a brokendown pick-up truck before shutting the trunk, you can clearly see out the back and side windows as the mutant grins at you and cracks their knuckles "_____ be right back." They say before standing up and storming into the camp with a battlecry, you try to open the truck bed but it's jammed, guess you have no choice but to wait for _____ to get back.....you hope they don't die as you hear the gunfire begin.

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The gunfire finally stops after half an hour, it's about 6 more minutes with you having your face buried in your knees before you hear groaning and loud footsteps, your head snaps up when the back of the truck is torn open and you stare like a deer in headlights, "ur-urp _-____ back...urrgggh" they groan in discomfort one hand on their obscenely large and squirming gut, the other arm reaching in and pulling you out of the truck, you stare in horror as you see hand prints and faces push out from their stomach the sounds of muffled obscenities and screams almost silenced by the loud gurgles as their guts makes quick work of them eventually going still as it starts to shrink.

_____ clicks their fingers in front of your face "oy, human" you snap out of your daze and look them in the eyes, 'ah' "no more raiders." 'uh-huh' is all you can say, you turn to walk towards the now empty camp before a large hand clamps down on your shoulder, "where human think they're going?" You look at them nervously 'i-i was going to search their camp for my stuff they stole from me' they look at you with a wild expression "human not going anywhere." 'wha? But you don't plan to eat me too?' they grin wider "_____ never said that." You squeak in fear before _____'s expression slips, they burst out laughing and let go "HAHAHA human should see humans face!"

Your expression goes flat as you stare at them for their cruel joke blankly before gasping in surprise as they drag you closer by your arm and press your hand to the softening, still shrinking bulge of their gut, "human do ____ another favor and ____ won't kill human" you feel a chill run down your spine and you start rubbing their stomach while you shiver in fear. "Ahhh, that's a good human."

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It doesn't take long before there's no sign there was ever anyone in _____'s stomach, they grab the back of your shirt and drag you toward their face "time for dessert!" 'BUT YOU SAID-' you squeak out before they interrupt "____ knows what _____ said" then they shove your face into their gaping maw and swallow, groaning in pleasure at your taste and pinning your arms to your sides as they push you in further swallowing again the strong muscles of their throat having no trouble dragging you in further as you shriek and squirm, they tilt their head up hands tight around your legs as they take a deep gulp, you sink in up to your knees, your head pops into their now empty stomach, there's not much left of you outside, you don't see a single trace of the raiders that were previously here and your breath catches in your throat as you freeze.

In a few more gulps your feet are dragged inside out of the cooling night air and you're slow forced to curl up, ____s' gut bulging out once more they settle a hand on their stomach and pick at their teeth with one of their finger nails. A long deep burbling groan sounds from their belly as their stomach starts to gurgle, squeezing and flexing around you, you snap out of your stunned state and start pushing back struggling. 'you-YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T KILL ME' you yell panicking, ___ is nonchalant in their reply "yeah", you cry out distressed and ask your voice close to tears 'WO-won't eating me kill me?' "ppft naw" ____ pats their gut with a grin "dessert probably notice ______ look different, ______ special" 'Wha-What's that mean?' they put both hands on their round stomach and squeeze causing you to squeak in discomfort at how tight it is.

"Mean dessert should shut up and sleep, then dessert become human again in the morning" 'M-My name is (Y/N)! and what do you mean human again?' they scoff not bothering to answer your question in a way you understand, they know they were quite clear the first time, "No, your name dessert and dessert can be (y/n) tomorrow" they say as they rub and press at their stomach while they walk back to the raider camp to set up for the night with you making squeaks of discomfort as they continue to, in their opinion, playfully bully you.

[whitexwingedxdoves]

Scream.

Part One: Bonding. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Not explored in this chapter), Platonic Peter Parker x Reader Pronouns: She/Her Warning: Im not sure there is one for this chapter haha. Summary: All you wanted out of your interview at Life Foundation was a job, you didn’t expect to become an experiment. A/N: I’m very excited about this, its gonna be a fair few chapters. I just love Symbiote’s hahaha. Just note everything that is in bold, is the Scream.

Master list of chapters

You sat, shaking your leg as you sat in the waiting room of a rather large building. Nervously watching the people pass by. It’s just an interview. You thought to yourself even though deep down you knew it was true. It wasn’t just an interview, it was the interview for your dream job. You had worked your whole life to get to this point, here at Life Foundation. You brushed down your skirt in some attempt to ease yourself. You peered up at the TV’s that hung from the walls in the waiting room, the news was on reporting on the reunion between Steve Rogers and James Barnes. You watched for a moment allowing the information about their friendship soak into your brain until the presence of a powerful man broke your concentration. “Incredible isn’t it.” He announced, his hands buried in the pockets of his pants. Carlton Drake, though his eyes seemed darker, like he hadn’t slept in a long time. His skin seemed clammy even from the distance you stood from him you noticed something was off with him. You pushed yourself up from the seat and pushed your handbag over your shoulder. “I’m not one for a reunion story” you laughed, nerves spilling out of your words. He responded with a laugh and hung his head. Peering at you under his brow bone he simply shook his head. “No, the way they perfectly preserved those men so they could exist today.” You scrunched your face out of pure embarrassment for even thinking a brilliant mind like Carlton Drake would be referring to the fuzzy friendship story. “I take it you’re Y/N” he added pulling one of his hands out of his pockets and offering a hand out for you too shake. You nodded and accepted the invitation, you were right... he was clammy.

During the interview you could feel he was acting a little out of the ordinary but you thought little of it, after all, all you knew of this man was whatever the news told you. You answered every question he threw at you with ease and confidence.  He told you about multiple projects his team was working on and told you, you would make the perfect fit in one particular project but he didn’t go into any detail . You didn’t notice that under his desk he held a glass cylinder tube and in it was a yellow and orange substance that slowly crept out when he held open the lid. You didn’t notice the way it climbed its way into your handbag that was on the floor and you definitely didn’t notice his amused smirk as he watched his plan unfold before him. Before you knew it, your interview was over, he shook your hand and told you, he would be in touch very soon with the outcome. The entire journey home your stomach felt tight, you couldn’t think about anything else as you clutched your phone in your hands, staring at the screen hoping and praying it would ring. Later that night in your apartment, you laid in bed though you couldn’t sleep a wink. Your mind was racing, predicting because he didn’t ring you that day, you hadn’t got the job even though you tried to rationalise it, he’s a busy man after all. You didn’t notice the orange and yellow sludge make its way from your bag and across your room, climbing up your sheets and onto your bed and just like that it was on your skin, seeping through almost immediately and the parts that didn’t, reached your face and entered you through your nostrils. You had no time to react, the sensation paralysed you for a moment, like lighting had struck your body though it wasn’t painful, in fact it was the exact opposite. Once you gained control of your muscles again, you started to pant, the sense of relaxation ran through your body, like you felt whole for the first time in your life and your eyes fluttered shut.

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The next day you were woke by the sound of your phone ringing, it didn’t take long for you to realise and scramble to grab the phone to answer it. When you did you heard the voice of a women on the other end, claiming you had indeed got the job and Carlton would like to meet with you to congratulate you and get working right away. You couldn’t believe your luck, you jotted down the exact location you needed to go and the smile wouldn’t leave your features as you hung up the phone. You looked around your room in disbelief and let out a small excited squeal. You couldn’t ignore the thirst that dried your throat and with that information you pulled yourself out of the bed, ignoring the sheets that seemed to be soaked with sweat and made your way to the kitchen. You filled up a clean glass with water and gulped down the glass but it didn’t quench your thirst so you repeated your actions a few times until the thirst died down a little. You didn’t waste any time getting changed, getting ready to meet with Carlton.  

You gave your cab driver the address and sat back into your seat for the journey and watched as the city of San Francisco turn into a blur. You thought about what happened to you last night, the way your body tensed, it was strange, nothing like that had ever happened before. You shook the thought out of your head dismissing it as a vivid dream, you didn’t want to ruin today with pointless thoughts. As you came to a stop in the cab, you passed the driver the money and left the cab. You looked around, your skin started to clam up as you noticed you were in a air field, now confused you looked hoping to see someone or something. While you ventured deeper into the air field, towards a large metal shed, you began to wonder if the cab driver had got the address wrong some how, that’s when you sensed something come from behind you. You turned your head and nothing, you stopped for a second with the puzzled look etched on your face until Carlton Drake and two other men appeared from the large metal building. “Y/N!” he smiled, noticing your clammy skin only made his smile shine a little brighter. He came closer and gave you a small hug. You had no idea how to react as he pulled away from you, the confusion still glued onto your features. He laughed at your expression and looked around at the location he picked. “I know, a little weird for a meeting but it holds purpose. I promise.” He announced, gesturing for you to follow him around the corner.

Instantly you was greeted by a large jet and a few more workers standing around, talking to one and other. It didn’t ease your confusion as you followed Carlton toward the jet. You listened as he explained your role in the company would not be required here in San Francisco but instead you’d be flown to New York for the offices there, how your belongings would be flown out to you. You was speechless as you got lost in his words, he explained how he had accommodation ready for you which he thought you’d find very comfortable. You simply nodded as he stood to the side, making way for you to get onto the private jet. He ended his speech explaining once you arrive at the New York offices your role would be explained to you. Completely speechless, you turned to Carlton as you stood on the first step, he just laughed and said You’re welcome.

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You sat back in the jet, attempting to relax despite being far too high in the air for your liking. You looked out the window and admired how small the world looked from up here. You saw the city of  New York in the distance, knowing you’re close now you closed your eyes and took a deep breath but it was cut short when you felt some sort of turbulence on the plane and instantly you started to panic, your breathing became short as the jet never seemed to steady, instead it got worse as if something was hitting the plane over and over again. Hold tight. A voice appeared in your head, not one you recognised. It definitely wasn’t yours nor was it the voice of anyone you knew, it sounded slightly distorted and was only causing you to stress more, though you did exactly what the voice said. Grasping onto your chair you closed your eyes and braced for impact. Just when you thought you were reaching your end, you felt something take over your entire body. It was someone or something had taken control over your movements as you got up from the chair and kicked out the emergency door and jumped out. You couldn’t believe what was happening it was a complete out of body experience as you felt from the jet, out of pure fear you blacked out mid air.

You woke up shortly after, standing on the ground just outside of New York city. The voice came back again, She has awaken. The voice in your head mocked. What the hell is happening. We have arrived at our destination. The voice laughed before you felt yourself kneeling in front of a body of water showing your reflection, it wasn’t you not anymore, what looked back at you was a distorted face, it looked evil, your skin no longer smooth and soft instead it gave a shine almost as if it was slimy and... the colour was now the darkest black you had ever seen with yellow accents highlighting your figure.  Your hair not the dull brown colour it once was no instead it flowed long and full of life, different shades of orange and yellow clashing together. You where no longer human. We are Scream. As you stared at your reflection you could feel your eyes welling up and it wasn’t long until the water showed your true self, as you watched the foreign slime sunk back into your skin, you hair morphing back to its usual self. “Oh my god” you heard a voice from behind you, you quickly spun around on your knees and your eyes met with a boy. He wore a red suit but his face looked similar to the reflection you had just witnessed but you could tell this boy wasn’t the host of something alien... no you had seen him on the news, they called him Spider-man. You didn’t get to respond before you completely blacked out.

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Peter carried you in his arms as he reached the new Avengers compound. He knew he couldn’t take you to a hospital, you didn’t need a medical doctor, you needed a scientist... you needed Banner. Panicked as he jogged through the halls, holding onto you tightly but effortlessly, he finally reached a medical room and placed you on one of the beds.

“Friday, tell Bruce I need him asap!”

“Yes Peter”

The boy watched you for moment, confused what had just taken place. Just like that, Banner came into the room almost out of breathe as he looked at the young boy.

“What is it Pet...” That’s when he saw you, almost lifeless on the bed. He immediately came to your bed side and checked for a pulse. “W- what happened, who is this?” he questioned the teen, Peter seemed a little out of it too but everyone’s focus shifted as Tony Stark entered the room.

“What’s the problem here?” he asked Banner. He got no response, all he had to do was look at Peter to get him to cave.

“I saw a plane crashing, I just went to help and when I got there, she was there... but she wasn’t her, she was something else.” his words where fast and panicked but Tony held his hand up and just like that he was quiet again.

“What do you mean, she was something else?” He watched as Banner kept checking your pulse and timing it, checking for any cuts or scratches. Both men watched as a small graze on your forehead vanished, leaving your skin untouched. The both watched in disbelief. “Come on kid, what do you mean?” Tony asked snapping his fingers at the boy but keeping his eyes on you.

“I – I don’t know, she looked... I can’t describe it. Her skin was shiny, her hair was completely different, like she had shapeshifted into something. She had two voices. I-I” he couldn’t continue and Tony knew that, he turned to him and nodded, his hand now on the boys shoulder.

“Okay kid, go home. We’ll let you know what we find out.” He demanded and just like that, Peter left the room, his head slung low.

“Run some tests.” Was all Tony said as he left the room, confused by the scenario.

[dreamii-yume]

New Episode Update Let’s GOO!!!

Warning : This is just Yume having a mental breakdown, seriously. This episode update was WHACK.

~ MAJOR SPOILERS FOR 68-75 ~

I know we ain’t participating and all but the game reminding you that there’s 10 minutes left to prepare is seriously bad for my heart.

Aah, shiet. Vil is still hurt.

He still has small wounds and scratches that he hid make up. Daddy, I’m worried.

Apparently, yeah, I’m not the only one cause my homeboy, Epel just asked to switch the center role with Vil. THE CONFIDENCE.

Aw, he’s worried about him falling over during stage (And make the performance look bad) Come on, Epel just be honest-

...He finally became the ideal poisoned apple that Vil wanted, huh?

Vil being proud a mom.

But the queen inside him is STRONG.

He’ll embrace the villain in him, OUR QUEEN CAN STILL GO. INJURED, WHO?

...AAND he proceeds to roast Epel again lol Typical Vil.

I love how Epel just accepted a nickname like “Doku Ringo-chan” lol It’s so cute, senior-junior relationship goals right there.

HERE WE GO.

Everyone is actually really confident hahaha

I really wish Deuce’s mom, Ace’s brother, Jamil’s sister, and Vil’s dad were here in person to watch.

HECK I WANT KALIM’S WHOLE FAMILY HERE WHY NOT

T-THEY’RE REALLY LETTING US HEAR THE FULL SONG. 

IS THAT JAMIL RAPPING.

Look at Jamil’s solo SD dancing. LOOK AT IT.

I really fucking love Vil’s singing voice aaa

HIS VOICE IS SO GOOD.

Album when disney.

Is Vil okay.

...aight im hearing some high quality panting here

...dont mind me listening to it a bit too much...

...they’re going to be great reference for some spicy- leave me alone

Vil panting is making me feel SOMETHING.

ANYWAY. THE CROWD IS A MOOD.

IS VIL OKAY.

Unmei no megami is giving me idia ptsd here.

Heartslabyul Senpais are watching their kids, looking all proud *sniff

Oh god, after playing Obey Me, it just occurred to me how similar Cater and Asmodeus’ voices are...

Watch these Senpai dorks act like Ace and Deuce’s second family. Trey being the dad, Riddle being the mom, and Cater being the supportive big bro. It’s so beautiful.

Riddle’s voice is a lot more softer now, I just realized...It’s so soothing...

God i miss u too octavinelle never change

Yeah, why tf did Floyd not audition for this

Bro, can you imagine Nobuhiko Okamoto in the squad as well??? IMAGINE-

Of course, he wasn’t in the mood back then. Of course. Why did i even ask.

IMAGINE FLOYD BEING IN VDC NEXT YEAR.

Omg i miss u too octavinelle never change

Azul’s gonna overblot again with Floyd’s marketing skills lol

Jade coming in like welp i guess thats that. Too bad, huh Azul?

GOD i miss u too octavinelle never change

SAVANA BITCHES HI

I wonder if these mfs knew that Vil just overblotted and malmal was the one who fixed the stage lol

oooh Leona’s sus about something he a sharp boi

Speak up my guy—

still so weird leona taking his job seriously

Malleus looking happier seeing this performance rather than Lilia’s lol

I miss the simpery in Sebek

Silver’s not in the verge of falling into a coma for once wow

Chenya’s so cute.

AND WE’RE BACK TO CUTE HEIGH HO TEAM

fcking shotacons man...im not one to talk

Aw, they didn’t show Neige performance...

The simping in the crowd is a MASSIVE mood.

WHO WINS TELL ME

These night raven fuckers better vote for us and not pull a “oh shie my hand slipped lololol” i swear to god- im gonna throw hands

*me holding my phone and pretending to vote as well

Suspense music intensifies be like-

HAAA

BOIS, ITS ONE VOTE DIFFERENCE WHO IS IT AAAA

WHAT.

HOW DARE- HOW!? HOW DID WE LOSE!?

WE LOST BY ONE VOTE!?

EVERYONE’S SO SHOCKED LOL

vil pls dont overblot again-

Noooo grim’s tuna cans-

WE REALLY LOST TO A LEGIT KIDS SONG.

These children do not have the right to be this cute. I wanna take Timmy, Toby, and Shelpie home.

I swear to god one of these dwarves sounds like Cheka lol Is it Toby?

EPEEELLLL DONT CRRYYYY

KALIMMMM DONT CRRYYYY

KALIM HAVING THE AUDACITY TO SOUNDING LIKE A BIG BROTHER AND THEN CRYING HIS OWN RIGHT AFTER LOLOLOL

I HATE THIS EPISODE YALL MADE MY TWO BOIS CRY IM FIGHTING THIS EPISODE. BURN THIS.

This background music too though im deeeeddd

KALIM IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING A SINFIC ABOUT YOU PLS DONT CRY-

Jamil impressed about Vil being “calm” and Vil just going “h e h. you dont even know.”

....ha...

Monsieur Rook. WHAT did you say.

ROOK VOTED FOR ROYAL SWORD. Are you kidding me. You snek how could you- i loved you

WHAT DID I SAY- Ya’ll night raven fuckers shall not slip by their fingers when voting rook.

Vil is in the brink of passing out aaaaa

I have never heard Ace this pissed before whoa- lol he sounds like Deuce in his delinquent mode

Aw...Rook felt that Neige’s performance carries a stronger bond than theirs :’( it’s hard to put the blame on him when he’s saying all these stuff

It’s just like what they said in the past episodes that it’s really hard voting for your own team when you know the opposing team is better.

Aww...He just wanted Vil to believe in himself more...Rook is such a best man. Im crying-

Oh noooo is Vil gonna cry too nooo- daddy turned to baby really quick SOMEONE GIVE HIM AN EMERGENCY HUG

Well- at least...at least the 100 year record of not being able to win is still going, yeah? Um...bad joke? Sorry, i’ll see myself out-

NEIGE NOT NOW AND YOUR VII-KUN BULLSHIT- we’re having a moment here

Neige is such sweetheart but aaaahh— This makes it worse, we can’t even hate him aaa—

OMG JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THINGS COULDN’T- AAAAA

MONSIEUR ROOK. YOU’RE A FAN OF NEIGE!?

MOTHERFUCKER just got exposed by Neige himself lol

Going to Neige’s shake hand events, sending him letters, buying all his merch and shie- HE’S A FULL BLOWN NEIGE STAN

WTF YOU SNEK GET OUT OF THIS SCHOOL-

OOOOHHH THAT FUCKING ALBUM- HIS “LIFE’S WORK” or whatever bullshit IS FULL OF NEIGE

...actually- my japanese is lacking- im not sure lol what is a ブロマイド??? Lol I feel like a clown.

Rook is sweating profusely LOL

...what do you have to say for yourself, monsieur rook.

Wait- huh is that-

IS HE GONNA CRY-

WHY IS EVERYONE CRYING!??!?!?!

HE’S SILENTLY CRYING AS HE INTRODUCED HIMSELF TO NEIGE WHAT. THE. FUCK IS THIS EPISODE.

Neige fanclub??? Eternal Snow??? What kind of creepy-ass- OH, HE EVEN HAS A MEMBERSHIP NUMBER TOO-

Props to Neige with his :) expression unfaltering.

I’m- I’m speechless.

Vil is just looking down at Rook in disappointment like- “you’re more pathetic than I am”

Queen just went “I think you need this handkerchief more than I do now” THAT’S RIGHT. REPENT MOTHERFUCKER.

Rook crying is cursed.

But damn, I’m kinda liking this new relationship this bitchy relationship they have

Neige just dragged everyone’s ass back on stage and his snow white energy just said “LETS ALL BE FRIENDS AND SING”

NEIGE IS FUCKING GREAT- HE REALLY DID GOT THESE BITCHES TO SING HEIGH HO LOL

ACE’S RELUCTANT SINGING AND DEUCE LOOKING LIKE HE’S HAVING FUN

KALIM IS SUCH A MOOD, SINGING EVEN WITHOUT KNOWING THE LYRICS AND JAMIL JUST HAVING THAT “i want to die” ENERGY

AIGHT. ROOK IS HAVING WAY TOO MUCH FUN AND EPEL IS TRYING HIS BEST. HE’S SO CUTE-

OMG NEIGE AND VIL HAVING SUCH GOOD HARMONY—

YAHOO Y A H O O TANOSHIINDA~~ 

YA’LL SURE ABOUT GIVING ME THIS BLESSED MOMENT??

What a somewhat happy ending, even though Rook just backstabbed us I’m crying Beauté 100 points!!!

LOL Vil realizing he’s having fun singing with Neige- “SOMEONE JUST END ME RIGHT NOW-“ The desperation in his voice-

I love how Neige’s yahoo yahoo is messing with everyone’s head, even Vil wants to pass out lol

haha Crowley is so depressed lol

WHA- WHO-

HEADMASTER OF ROYAL SWORD!?

He looks like your typical grandpa- and his outfit looks like that one mickey mouse wizard outfit but blue—

Old man just went “we won lol” just to piss Crowley off I like this guy’s energy already-

Crowley being most likely as old as this guy—

ooohh this man just sensed something in this stage- Leona did too, didn’t he???

* Damn. Crowley talking so fast sounds like he’s making a load of bullshit lol

Anyway, I’m just glad that it’s not mickey mouse who’s the headmaster— I would’ve lost my shit.

We’re back in our dorms and I forgot that the squad doesn’t live with us anymore. It’s suddenly so lonely now...

Grim is getting the yahoo yahoo ptsd too lol it’s too goddamn catchy

oooohh shiet- mickey is calling us again

YES we finally got a good picture of this motherfucker

It seems like nothing is disrupting our communication this time, so MC thought to call Grim but—

Grim is not here.

Uuhhh...Grim? Where you’ve gone??? We’re getting flashbacks of the first parts of the game.

We went out to find Grim and HE’S CHOMPING ON ANOTHER BLACK STONE ON THE STAGE-

GRIM SPIT THAT OUT YOU LOOK TERRIFYING

AAAAAHH GRIM HAS GONE FERAL— He’s attacking US

Is this because we didn’t win his tuna canss nooo

NoOO SWEET BABY COME BACK.

Legit I’m sad, please baby don’t overblot like this...

He learned a new move though- SCRATCH

Ooh— We’re seeing some Ignihyde scenes here~

P U H I H I

Idia getting a lot of emails from bigshot companies whoa—

THAT OLYMPUS—?! EXCUSE ME??? Ortho what- Are we finally getting that Hercules episode—

Damn getting a hot chance in olympus only to put them down the recycling bin oof— Idia why edit : Yume was informed that olympus is kind of a company that sponsored VDC sorry she was mind-fucked at this moment and the ability to understand proper Japanese just went whoosh lol Thanks to @starshiningsirius for pointing it out for Yume~ ♥︎ HONESTLY YUME’S JUST GONNA WAIT FOR ACTUAL PROFESSIONAL TRANSLATORS AT THIS POINT LOL Don’t trust me for important situation too much lol

Aaaahh...We’re getting this shut-in out of his room in the next episode, are we?

And that concludes the whole Pomefiore Episode! JESUS CHRIST 75 CHAPTERS ALL IN ALL!? How long is the Ignihyde chapter going to be, huh!?

This was a really, really fun episode lol I’d consider this a fan service episode actually cause of all the things we get to experience— The singing, dancing, and the new songs, THE DRAMA. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

But then, the plot thickens, no? What’s going to happen to Grim? In the Ignihyde episode? And those reoccurring memories of us? And our relationship with Tsunotarou lol ALSO WE NEVER REALLY DID FIND OUT WHAT ROOK’S UNIQUE MAGIC IS. DISNEY EXPLAIN—

Thanks for reading this shitpost of Yume losing her shiet lol See you all in the Ignihyde Episode~ ❤

[aclosetfan]

are u still doing the ask game? can i ask for 19 or 20?

for you anon, of course! 20 is actually a really lame two-sentence note that isn't worth anyone's time, so I'll do 19!

19 is a really sad story tbh. I've always really liked the character Sedusa and it kills me that the writers never did more with her. I believe they said the reason why was because they couldn't think of many kid-friendly scenarios to put her in, which is fair lmao.

lol one of my notes for this outline is "this is my dark manifesto to [Sedusa] and it comes off like a bad CW remake," which was written way before the CW show announcement. so not to get a big ego about things, but I totally beat them to the punch. This fic is my only rated M fic (though arguably Acting Normal may also change into M just for its dark themes as well).

This story is adequately tilted "Sedusa" and it follows how a plain jane named Sara became one of Townsville's most notorious villains. The plot's below, though content warning, please don’t read if your triggered by abusive relationships, domestic violence, child abuse, sexual assault/harassment, or gore. The outline won't be detailed (and tbh the actual story won't be heavily detailed either) but i believe that everyone still deserves a fair warning :)

The outline doesn't do the plot justice, but it's all I got so hopefully people just Get It.

CHARACTER NOTES:

Canonically, I believe the Sedusa's character was supposed to represent envy and lust. So, one of the main themes I try to stick with when writing her character is the definition of envy, which is a "feeling of discontented or resentful longing aroused by someone else's possessions, qualities, or luck."

PLOT:

Sara is a sweet and mousy little girl, who tries her best to stay invisible. She's rather plain-looking except for her really beautiful long dark hair. Originally, she's not from Townsville, but somewhere in the "country" where a person could be considered a bumpkin. Sara's a smart young girl, but her intelligence is rather unrefined. She spends most of her time obsessing over greek and Egyptian mythology.

She's from a rather big family, but she's the baby. Her father is abusive. Her mother is neglectful and Sara resents her mother for just standing by while abuse is occurring. To cope, Sara dreams of running away and falls deeper into her mythology obsession--specifically Medusa. Sara feels like Medusa would understand her.

At 16, she runs away to Townsville where she tries to be a hairdresser. With no money, she ends up in a really seedy part of town and the beauty parlor she works for ends up being a front for more illicit activities. She still does hair, but really makes her money as a call-girl of sorts. Just one of those girls who gives handjobs in the back to sad old men. It's easy money (I'm pro-sex work lol so I don't make this a big deal, but she's still a minor and it's wrong), but she's disgusted with herself (and men). At this time, she isn't very good at manipulating men--it's more like they have power over her and it reminds her of her father, only making her angrier and angrier.

It is also of note that while she's working at the Parlor, she encounters Sarah Bellum via tv (Ms. Bellum is just an intern with the Mayor at this point). She's instantly fascinated by this other Sarah and forms an odd (slightly toxic) parasocial relationship with her. Sara thinks it's amazing that Sarah went to school and is just so glamourous. Ms. Bellum is really everything Sara wants to be.

*time skip*

Sara falls in love with some jackass. Still slightly obsessed with Sarah Bellum. Still working at the parlor. Sara feels stagnant and worthless. Her jackass boyfriend and a few of his shitty friends end up attacking Sara and cutting off her hair (which was her prized possession). She gets away, but not totally unscathed.

In the process of running away, she bumps into a mysterious man who promises He can fix whatever is troubling her. The mysterious man manipulates an affirmative answer out of Sara and he "fixes" her problem. The man is HIM and he transforms her into the woman we all know as Sedusa (who goes by Ima when disguised).

“And what is it that you want?” HIM tsked, almost sounding bored.

She looked back at the mirror, at her broken reflection and lipstick smeared down her face. With a sore, croaking voice she sneered, “I want my fu-fucking hair back.”

Behind her, the entity smiled, Its facing splitting wide into two, “Oh, now that I can do.”

She watched through the shattered glass how It—HIM—snapped its odd monstrous claw. HIM’s smile grew more grotesque, as a thin bead of sweat began to break out on her forehead.

“This might hurt a little bit,” the entity giggled as she began to hyperventilate, “but what is that you little humans say?" HIM paused, watching her with a tilt of Its head as pain shot through her temples, "Oh, that’s right—”

She gasped and then screamed, dropping to her knees as she clutched at her head. Something wiggled underneath her scalp, pushing harder and harder to break against the resistance of her skin. It felt as if something was pressing against her brain, trying to carve away at her skull.

“—beauty is pain.” HIM growled, appearing next to her so Its voice—now low and baritone—was right in her ear, and It grasped her by the chin forcing her to watch the mirror as snake-like tendrils sprouted from her skull. She cried out at the sight and her body trembled with the pain.

One black, oily, twisted snake after another shot out of a bloody crater on her head. She tried her best through the pain to shake HIM off—to look away—but It held her still with a twisted laugh. She thrashed and howled in agony as the blood poured down her face in rivets. HIM didn't let go. Instead, HIM forced her still, grabbing her by the chin so she'd peer directly into the broken mirror.

Sara paled right before her very eyes, from a peachy skin tone to a white paste. She tried to blink away the tears that wouldn’t stop welling in her eyes—the green of them becoming more acidic with every passing second.

“The fun should be ending soon.” HIM giggled again, Its voice back to a soprano, but she was too forgone to hear him, as her eyes began to lull into the back of her head.

Eventually, when the transformation is complete, we see this:

Sara had stayed collapsed on her knees after HIM vanished into thin air. She stared with wide eyes as blood, sweat, and tears dripped onto and rolled off her thighs. She hardly paid attention to her surrounding, all she could do was listen. She listened to her hair. She listened to the constant moving, living, mass that slithered around her head, neck, and shoulders. The coils almost seemed to be cooing at her, comforting her through her pain, offering sweet apologies for what they had done. They promised her nothing bad would ever happen again. They were a dangerous shield forged from her own body to protect her.

Her body. A vessel for this odd new life.

“Heh.” A deranged giggle escaped her mouth, “Heh. Heh ha—hahaha!” She laughed until her throat burned and tightened, her tears finally drying.

It was instantaneous. It was powerful. Sara had never known love before, but she loved them. She loved every single one of them.

And here she had thought she'd never be a mother.

Sara becomes Sedusa--taking inspiration from Medusa, her childhood fascination. She wonders if HIM knew, but she wouldn't bother asking. She feels sexy, powerful, and unstoppable. Her hair has instilled a new confidence in her and she's finally able to stand up for herself. Soon, she realizes that she's an "exotic" beauty and has men eating out of her hand. She isn't someone who kills, but if she gets bored (or feels threaten) she will.

Things are going good until the PowerPuff Girls are finally created. When she sees them for the first time, she pities them, especially when they're run out of town. She relates to them for not being loved little girls, but is completely shocked when she finds out they've won the town over. This shock turns into resentment and she decides she'll get even with the girls

Then, cue canon. Sedusa seduces the Professor. We see what happens in that episode plus a little more. Sedusa takes out a lot of her repressed childhood trauma on the girls and is plain awful to them. By the time her stint with the Professor is over, she hates them all.

Then, there's the episode with Bellum. Bellum becomes the Athena to Sedusa's medusa. Bellum is still this elevated person in Sedusa's mind, and it only makes sense to Sedusa that she should become Bellum. To become Bellum, Sedusa seduces Bellum and they end up having a brief relationship. (Sedusa pretends to be an intern at City Hall and the two ladies bond over having the same first name). Eventually, Sedusa reveals her plot and the canon events happen. (Bellum is heartbroken over Sedusa).

I'd like to emphasize that Sedusa's relationship with Bellum almost turns her "good," but her hair coils (HIM's curse) prevents her from taking those steps. Her coils prevent close loving relationships--since they're supposed to be shield that keeps people out, preventing any chance that Sedusa's heart may be broken again. [coils represent her inability to heal from the past]

Then we run through a quick montage of her other appearances.

[throughout all of this, I would write how her hair coils are making her more and more insane]

*time skip to after the events of the og show*

This is where my plot can go anywhere. I think Sedusa becomes sloppy, maybe kills a politican. She's spirialing out of control and mad that she can't find any real happiness in her life. I think it'd be interesting to show her interacting with the rrb, not necessarily to show their relationship, but to show how Sedusa would be infuriated that HIM had sons, especially sons who hurt girls for fun ( i.e. the ppg) (a real 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend' moment for her). She's also infuriated at HIM for turning her into a monster, so being mad about his "sons" is just an excuse to get even with the entity.

To hurt HIM, she decides to hurt the boys, but the girls interfere. They won't let innocent live be taken, no matter the person's moral alignment. This infuriates Sedusa even more than HIM ever could. Because again, despite all the shitty things that have happened to the Girls, they are still good as opposed to Sedusa, who ended up bad. She doesn't understand why she had to end up the way she did.

However, the girls aren't the people who finally "defeat" Sedusa. Instead, that honor is left to Ms. Bellum (Sedusa's "Athena"), who Sedusa still very much loves in her own sick twisted way. Paralleling the Sedusa/Bellum episode in the og show, the girls (while protecting the boys) are almost defeated by Sedusa until Bellum intervenes. It's revealed that Bellum had a shitty childhood too (again enforcing the parallels/differences between the two women) and believes that it's not too late for Sedusa to change her ways (it’s a real “I’m rotten work” “no it isn’t. Not if it’s you” moment) In a moment of mental clarity, where the coils (and by extension HIM) cannot affect her judgement, Sedusa releases the boys and the girls. Sedusa doesn't stay though, like Bellum pleads, she gets scared and runs away. (but does tell Bellum she’d always love her, whatever that’s good for)

[also I decide bellum to defeat sedusa to show that the girls are still to young and that adults should be the ones dealing with other adults] [and bellum has a good track record of doing just that]

Idk if she'd be gone forever, but it's implied that she hasn't been seen in Townsville for a long time. What she gets up to is left ambiguous. She can't be good because of her hair coils, but she doesn't want to be bad. idk I don't want it to have a sad ending, but I don't think it can really be happy.

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I try hard to play with the concept of beauty, womanhood, purity, love and how negative/positive responses to trauma affect these concepts. Idk it's really rough and needs to be thought out more, especially the end, but I think Sedusa deserves her own story.

[chaosbiscuit]

He had whined.

It was a higher pitched sound that basically sung to all the gods that he wanted... no...  needed the touch.  He tried to muffle it with the back of his free hand, but the microphone had already picked it up. 

“Hmm” was the only response he got.  His hand flexed again when he heard it.  Oh god, he was so fucked in the head.  It was just a voice.  Just some dude getting paid to fake it on the other end.  Why was it so damn hot?

“Oh, Beautiful.  I am so ready to punish you.”  A shiver shot down his spine.  Yep.  Fucked.  He gripped the armrest of his chair now with his free hand.  He had a feeling this was going to be a ride. 

“Get on with it then, asshole.”  Some habits were hard-pressed to die, and talking back was in Tomura’s blood.  He wouldn’t go down silently, even if Dabi thought he had the upper hand.  No, that was Tomura Shigaraki, right?  Right?

Not right now

“I want you to move that hand slowly up your dick for me.”

“That it?”  Shut the fuck up, Tomura! “Fucking easy.”

“Hmm, I am not finished.  I want you to move it from the base of your cock to the tip, and when you get there, I want you to swipe a thumb over your dickhead.  Got it, brat?”

His lips ached from the amount he was gnawing at them.  God.  He was nervous.  The coil in his belly was wound tight, and there were butterflies in his chest and he was not ready for this.  He was afraid of this.  He needed this.  He wouldn’t back down from this.

His hand started to slide around his shaft.  The soft skin of his palm contrasted the callouses on his fingers to mix enough sensation into the act that he whimpered.  Fucking whimpered. 

“Oh yeah.  Nice and slow for me.  Feel every sensation so that when I finally get my hands on you, you don’t lose your mind.”

Oh fuck!  That was a new fantasy.  Dabi actually there would freak him the hell out, but right now it was okay.  He wasn’t there.  Shigaraki was safe and alone.  But, the idea that someone else’s hands could bring him this kind of pleasure... oh.

“Oh, nngh...” 

“Such a beautiful boy.  Now, run that thumb over your dirty little slit for me, would you?”

“AHHH-“  was all that the white haired man could say, as his thumb brushed over the red, swollen head of his member.  He vaguely felt a bead of stickiness cling to the pad of the digit, but it was lost in the jerk of his hips and sparks that ran across his skin. 

“One.”

Tomura moved back down to the base of his cock and repeated the action.  It pulled a gasp from him.  He did it again.  And again.  His heart sped up.  His mind was fuzzy.  His hands were shaking as they tried to keep the agonizingly slow pace going.  It had never felt this good before.  Why did it never feel this good?

He heard a chuckle on the other end of the phone.  He blinked.  His hips were beginning to move into his fist, and he could feel more pre-cum leaking from his dick.  Still, that laugh both enticed him, and pissed him off.

“What?”  He snapped.  It was taking every scrap of will to stop himself from continuing the ministrations, but he was NOT about to lose to some fucker who was basically a cheap internet whore. 

“You sound so hot.”

Tomura actually blushed. 

“Were you thinking about how good it feels?  Taking it slow has its advantages.”

“Like what exactly?  The end result is the same.”  No, it obviously was fucking not, but Shigaraki was not about to let that on.

“Uh Huh, which is why you almost came from the first of three.”

First of... what?

“No!  I stroked it at least three times!”  He all but screamed at the phone.

“Hahaha, yeah.  But I said I would count, and anything after the first one didn’t.”  Smug.  This fucker was smug!  Shigaraki was pissed, but he never backed out of a game.  He always made sure to win them.

“Fine.  Then LvL 2.  Bring it on”

Can you hear a smirk?  Because Shigaraki was fairly sure he could hear Dabi’s right now. 

“Whatever you say, Beautiful”

He sat back, relaxing his posture again.  He was determined to not give in to anything else this bastard made him do.  No.  He wasn’t a plaything.  He wasn’t.

“I want you to lift that hand you have on your dick for me.”

Umm, what?

“Take it off your cock.”

Shigaraki did, a puzzled look on his face.

“Now, bring it up to your face.”

He crinkled his nose, but did it.  He stopped about an inch from his chin.  He could smell sweat and a bit of ball sack (probably should have showered before, but who expects to call a phone sex line at 3 am to research a project?). 

“Now spit.”

WHAT?

“Spit. In. Your. Hand.”

“No, Dabi.”

“Yes, Dabi,” came the sassy reply.

“It’s gross.”

“So what?  It is your own spit.”

“Still!  That is nasty!”

“Oh?”  Oh god, Dabi’s voice dropped an octave.  “Maybe I should show you how it is done.  Would you like that, Beautiful?”

Shigaraki gulped.  What did he mean?  Did he mean he would masturbate with him on the phone?  Was he ready for that?  He wasn’t ready for that.  He wasn’t comfortable with that.  This... was research.  There would be no mutual masturbation here!

“FINE!”  He all but screeched.  He sucked at his tongue for a second and then spat out a glob of spit.  It landed right in his palm and for a brief second he sat there wondering what to do with it.  Dabi’s voice saved him though.

“Tsss, so good for me.  Now, put that hand back on your dick.”

“I—”

“Wrap it around your cock, creep.”

“Asshole.”

“We aren’t there yet” came the sly reply.  What did that mean?  No, he didn’t want to know.

Do it and get it over with.

Shigaraki replaced his hand on his weeping manhood, and waited.

“Now, repeat the motion” came his order.

He shifted his hand.  The spit allowed him easier movement.  It slid between his palm and his member, slicking anything in its path.  He made it to the crest of his penis, and then he swiped the thumb over its head.  His whole body spasmed.  It was electric.  He almost lost himself to the sensation again, but managed to hold his sanity together.

“Imagine that the warm, wet thing sliding over that beautiful cock is my mouth, Beautiful.  That is number 2.”

Oh FUCK!  His hand trembled and he didn’t quite make it back to the base of his dick.  It is still the same stroke if he doesn’t make it back to the base, right. 

“Would you let me, Beautiful?”  Dabi purred. “Would you let me suck that big beautiful cock?”

“Fuck.”

“Yes, let me hear you.  Let me hear your beautiful voice.”

Shigaraki was shaking.  His logic of not going back to base was abandoned.  He was full tilt losing his mind.  He was trying, so hard, to keep his pace slow and even, but it was starting to stutter.  His hand was losing some of the lubrication.  But, it felt so good.

“Nggh.  Dabi...”  He gasped out. 

“Oh yeah?  Say my name again, Beautiful.”

“Dabi.  Dabi. Dabi.”  God, this pace was torture.  He wanted something.  He needed something, but he didn’t know what.  He kept pumping into his slick hand, but was beginning to feel the callouses dry out.  He freed his cock.  The dark angry head peaked up at him as his hand worked it over and over.  Shigaraki needed more lube, but he didn’t want to stop.  It felt too good. 

He spit onto the head of his dick, and pulled the saliva down the shaft with his next motion.

“Oh FUCK!”  He heard Dabi say, but he didn’t know if it was good or bad.  He just knew that this felt amazing and that he was so so so close if only the pace would pick up.  Could he pick up the pace?  Would Dabi know?  Should Dabi know?  Should he ask?  He couldn’t think.

“Faster.”

“What did you say, Beautiful?”

“I want it... I want it faster.”

“Oh?  But you are doing so well!  Maybe you should just keep going like you are.  You will get off eventually, and until then I get to hear you moaning my name in that beautiful voice of yours.”

Shigaraki grimanced.  No. No. No. No. No.  He couldn’t do that!  He couldn’t just keep him in this limbo.  He couldn’t keep him right on the edge.  Shigaraki panicked.  He didn’t know what to do.  He had never felt this good.  He never wanted it to stop.  He needed something.  He needed someone to tell him what he needed.  Fuck.  He couldn’t breathe.

“See, such a good boy.  Now, answer me one question, and then I will let you cum.”

Oh did he need to cum.  He was crazy with the want for it.  His muscles were so tight, but he could do this.  He could answer one question.

“—Please”

“Ah, so such a good boy.”  Dabi chuckled.  Shigaraki was so close.  He could almost get off on Dabi’s laugh.  Almost.

“Get on with it dammit.”  He ground out between grit teeth and hisses of pleasure.

“Okay.  Okay.  Answer me this one question, and relief is yours.”

The air was thick with tension.  The seconds were so so so slow, mimicking the movements of Tomura’s hand.  He held his breath.  Dabi could ask him anything in this moment, and Tomura isn’t sure he could lie.  His credit card numbers.  His company secrets.  His greatest fears.  Did he need release that bad?  Did he need it enough to risk everything?

His dick pulsed in his grasp and he gasped out a word that he wasn’t sure it even was.  His shoulders lurched forward.  His blood was searing through him, and his muscles ached as the tension built.  He was about to go mad with it when the question was finally asked.

“Are you beautiful?”

“Y—Yes.  Yes!  Yes!! Dabi, I am. Please.  Please let me---oh god.  Please! Yes.  Yes.  Yes”

“Say it.”

“I am beautiful.  I am beautiful.  I am beautiful!  Dabi!  Oh! OH!  Please.  Please.”

“Cum for me, Beautiful.”

Tomura’s hand went from slow and stuttered to fast and tight.  His head flew back.  Pale hips pistoned into a spit slicked fist as words flowed from chapped lips and into the speaker phone.  He was rambling.  He was yelling out his pleasure.  He was definitely saying Dabi’s name, although whatever else he can’t be certain.  He hopes he called him a bastard. 

He was close.  So close to the end, and he could feel it.  The white hot heat of his orgasm washed over him.  It was so forceful, it caused every muscle in his body to shudder.  He spasmed and cried out.  His cock cast white strings of cum onto his shirt and pants.  He had never had an orgasm like that in his life.  He finally understood what the fuss was about.  His bones felt like jello, and he couldn’t seem to breathe, but he also didn’t care.  God, he had never felt so incredible.

It took a minute or two before he realized that his phone was still there, and still connected.  The gamer’s limbs were sluggish and tired, but he managed to lift the phone from the desk and take it off speakerphone.  He pressed it to his ear. 

He expected to hear Dabi making fun of him, or some sarcastic comments.  Instead, he heard nothing, but he wasn’t fooled.  The timer was still going so the man was still on the other line.

“I know you are still there.”

“Hm?  Me?”  came the coy reply.  “Of course I am.  I couldn’t leave someone like you behind, now can I?”

Shigaraki glared.  His afterglow was wearing off the more he listened to Dabi’s annoying seductive voice. 

“What does that mean?”

“Oh, nothing.  I just think that giving you the best orgasm of your life without even touching you is a rare treat.”

“You know what, fuck you.  Sorry I asked.”  He was embarrassed.  Shigaraki wasn’t going to deny the truth, but he also didn’t think it needed to be said flat out like that. 

“Haha, fuck me?  Maybe in time.”

If Tomura had spit left, he would have sputtered, but instead he embraced the tiredness in his body and sighed.

“You know what, I can’t deal with an ass wipe like you anymore today.  Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Beautiful”

As Tomura went to hang up the phone, he registered the words “By the way, that was only 2“ as the line disconnected.

FUUUUUCK

[mirakeul]

“you’re beautiful”

HELLO! This would be the first of many BNHA fics I would make, and it was only right to start with the first love of my life, Todoroki Shouto!

words: 1.1k

warnings: some cuss words here and there, mentions of bullying

summary: You don’t feel beautiful about yourself and Todoroki makes you realize you are

pairing: Todoroki Shouto x fem!reader

author’s note: i hope you enjoy! i’m trying to grasp their characters so yea HAHAHA and i’m kinda needing the positivity right now so there’s that

SIS, DUJLSFAFAFAHKS I L*VE HIM 

(fic under cut)

Your POV 

When you checked your phone, it said that today was supposed to be the hottest day on Earth. It was a good thing there weren’t any classes, so you and Class 1-A just chilled indoors. You were sitting with Mina and the other Bakusquad members with Todoroki just chilling beside you. 

They were not really that bothered by the heat since they were in outfits that are refreshing. You, however, refuse to change into some shorts because you know Mineta can be a real shit and you don't really feel comfortable showing any skin.  

I mean, you can just tell Bakugou and he would make Mineta fuck off but it's not just him, you just weren't comfortable in your body. You were not skinny and more on the chubby side. Growing up, your classmates would always make fun of you and to this day, you still haven't felt comfortable showing more than what was necessary. 

Todoroki, however, feels different. When he looks at you, he feels his heartbeat faster. Like when you laugh, he can see how beautiful you are. He can't help but imagine how it would feel to lay beside you and snuggle with you. You, of course, don't know this but you classmates know better. When he told Midoriya how he felt, he literally screamed in his face until Uraraka stopped him. 

Like right now, they purposely let Todoroki sit beside you, even with Bakugou's disagreement, so he could get 'closer' per se to you. He could see your discomfort through what you were wearing, and he could see beads of sweat forming on your skin. He furrowed his brows when he sees you fanning yourself while your friends wear much fresher clothes but before he could voice out an opinion, your voice interrupted him.

"Is it hot in here or is it just me?" You said, fanning yourself harder. Kirishima fanned towards your direction as you thanked him for that.  

You were taken aback when a small voice beside you said, "It's you." That was definitely not Mina, so you turned to Todoroki. 

"What?" Did he just? Mina was grinning while Kirishima was smirking. Bakugou has an obvious scowl in his face but you could say it wasn't entirely serious. Even Sero and Kaminari were looking! 

"What?" Todoroki was confused. Were you talking to him? 

"Um," You chewed your bottom lip, you were embarrassed because most of Class 1-A were staring now. "You muttered that it was me after I said, um, something." 

"But it's true," You blushed at his statement. "It is very hot today and you're the only one who's still in pants." 

"Oh," That was embarrassing. "Um, okay."You turned back to your friends so you couldn't see the unimpressed faces of Midoriya and the others. Why the hell did you just assume someone like Todoroki would think you're hot?

Mina can see your discomfort, so she excused the both of you and accompanied you to your room. Todoroki doesn't know why you looked so distressed so when he turned to Midoriya and Uraraka, he got into one hell of a scolding.  

"Oh," He said, understanding the situation. There was an evident blush on his face when he remembered earlier. He quickly excused himself and went to your room.  

Knocking on your door, he sighed. "L/N, it's me Todoroki. Can I come in?" 

A few minutes later, Mina opened the door as she whispered, "Fix this, Todoroki-kun or Bakugou will actually kill you." 

He nodded as she went past him, and so, he went inside. He sees you curled up in bed and your shoulders were shaking, you were crying. He went near you and sat at your bed. He contemplated touching you but, in the end, he settled to rest his hands beside you. 

"I'm sorry for making you upset," He started. "I didn't mean to because I thought it was about what you were wearing, and it is kind of hot outside, but Mina and the others are wearing shorts, and yeah." 

"It's not that I was embarrassing you. I just thought how you were uncomfortable in that heat. But I do think you're hot in the way you were thinking a while ago." 

"What?" You turned and stared unbelievably at him. "How can you say that? You can literally see me!" 

"Because it's true?" He said, confused. Why don't you believe him? "You are, and this is probably not the best time, but I like you." 

Your jaw dropped as he continued. "I like you, Y/N." 

"But why?" You sat up in front of him, tucking your feet. "You see this?" You said, gesturing to your body. 

"Yes," He said, taking your hands in his. "I don't get why you don't see it, but you're beautiful. I don't know why you think otherwise but believe me, it's true. I like you and all your flaws and your body which you seem to hate." 

"I don't understand because all my life, I was bullied because of how I looked and you're telling me that you like me, and this?" You said, eyeing your arms, your stomach, and your thighs.  

"I do," Todoroki said. "I do, I like you. I'm not that great in saying stuff but my feelings for you are true." 

"You know why what you said hurts? It was because I was embarrassed and I assumed that you would think different of me, and it hurt because I like you too." You said meekly. You couldn't meet him in the eyes because this was a first for you.  

"Like, how could someone like you think of someone like me that way?" You lifted your head and stared at him, tears in your eyes. He looked like he was about to say something, but you continued. "I'm not comfortable in showing my body because all my life, people have told me that I wasn't beautiful and it wasn't any better when they knew that I wanted to become a hero and study at U.A. because I'm me." 

"But that's it, you're you. That's why I like you and that's why you're here in U.A. and you're going to prove them wrong, because I know you'll be a hero someday. I know it." 

You cried more as he pulls you into his arms, running a hand to your hair while the other cradles you. You sniffed and pulled away, "Thank you, Todoroki-kun." 

"Call me Shouto." You nodded and smiled as you told him to call you Y/N as well.  

"Can we just, stay here?" You said, feeling uncomfortable going back to the prying eyes of your classmates. Shouto nodded and laid beside you. He smiled and let you fall asleep with thoughts that are better than before.  

[thebsunit]

                                    Potential by @thebsunit

                                   A Teen! Reader x bau team fic

     After spending some time with your Zio Rossi, you see Morgan and JJ sparring and ask for a two on one training with them

A/n

Hey! So this is my first fic, and I'm really excited to share this with yall! This idea came up when @stxrryspencer posted and was like “what teen!reader x bau fic should I write?” And I commented a million times and this was one of those comments! So check there's out too! I’m not sure when it’ll be out but soooo much of their writing is good! We had the same basic idea but wrote it differently :) so that's cool! There are a few words that aren't in English (Italian) so I'll add a little translation index and author's notes at the end. 

Potential by @thebsunit

Word count:  3132

“I'm nervous,”

“Don't be,” Spencer told you “besides-”

“Okay but what if Morgan beats the absolute crap out of me,” you interrupted “I asked for a sparring session! He's strong,” 

“Don't be nervous, Y/n,” Emily consoled over a sip of coffee “Morgan probably won't go easy on you. And neither will JJ. But there's a difference between beating somebody up and being pushed past your limits so you'll be able to grow,”

“And besides,” Spencer continued, “In the not at all likely possibility that Morgan beats the absolute crap out of you. Rossi will definitely kill him,”

That much was true, and you pondered over it as Emily gave you pointers. Which flew right over your head. 

You, Spencer, and Emily were spending some quality time together while your Zio Rossi was in a meeting with Hotch. It wasn't a secret that JJ and Morgan were the most athletically inclined out of the team, you knew that after watching a take down (albeit from the safety of the polie cruiser) and seeing Morgan pin the unsub to the ground while JJ pulled out a pair of handcuffs. It was impressive, and you wondered if they had somehow managed to chase the unsub to where you were so you could see everything up close and personal. Later that night, you had asked your Zio Rossi if a training session with the two of them would be a possibility. He said yes, and texted the two of them. Who had enthusiastically agreed. 

Now you were having a coffee with Emily and Spencer. Telling them you had a training session with them the next day, followed by a sparring session that the team was invited to watch. 

“So if there's JJ and Morgan, then you..” Spencer pondered aloud “Who are you fighting with? Surely it's not going to be a two on one battle, that wouldn't be fair at all,”

“Oh! No no, not at all,” Emily and Spencer both looked relieved “What JJ said is that she'll be my personal coach during the spar, not fight. So like.. she'll yell out encouragement and tips and stuff,”

“So it is like a two on one battle!” Emily said

You snorted into your coffee “Yea, I guess. Just not in Morgan's favor,”

“Serves him right! Hey, y/n, just for me, make sure to give him a nice sucker punch in the-”

“Reid!” Emily yelled while you shouted “Spencer!” at the same time

“Kidding, kidding! I’m kidding!” Spencer said as you pelted empty sugar packets at him. 

——

“Are you nervous?” 

Penny was driving you to the boxing gym that your “personal trainers” frequented often. There was a boxing ring, too, and you had briefly wondered if you should have borrowed a pair of gloves. 

“Not really. At least not in the sense that you think I would be. I have the training, and then I’m gonna spar with Morgan. I’m more nervous I’m gonna make a fool of myself in front of people I look up to,” you explained, tightening your ponytail. Which was a nervous habit you had adopted “ask me again in three hours when I'll actually box with Morgan,”

She laughed and glanced over at you before blowing a kiss to the pair of pink fuzzy dice hanging on her rear view mirror “There! A bit of luck for you, darling” 

“Thanks, Penny,” 

You looked down at your knuckles and at the roll of athletic tape that JJ told you to bring. You felt the car come to a stop and looked up to see a bright red fitness center sign. 

“You’re here, sweet cheeks! Wanna text Morgan and JJ you’re here? I think they’re inside warming up a bit. Maybe pulling a few strings to get the place cleared out for fight night!” Penny sensed your nervousness and bought you a few seconds to put it off before you walked in 

“Yea, I’ll text them right now,” you said and pulled out your phone. Texting the groupchat with you, JJ, and Morgan that has been dubbed “the number one rule of fight club..” 

The number one rule of fight club...

Y/n: Hey, I’m here!

JJ: Awesome! Come on in, Morgan got us a private room by flexing at the receptionist 

Morgan: Hey! With guns like these, I can’t just let them go without use. 

Y/n: Hahaha. Okay, I’m coming in right now. I’m in a blue tank top and leggings if you see me before I see you 

JJ: Great, if you get lost ask the receptionist for directions 

Morgan: And don’t hesitate to name drop me, you never know what perks you’ll get if she knows you’re with a god like me ;)

You laughed and grabbed your bag, letting Penny read the thread while you got yourself together. 

“Okay! Let’s go. I’m going, I’m gone!” You yelled over your shoulder at Penny once she passed your phone back to you. 

“Okay, love you!” She responded, blasting Eye of the Tiger from her car window as she drove away. 

You squared your shoulders and walked in. The smell of sweat overpowering your senses. Almost immediately you didn’t know where you were going. So, begrudgingly, you went up to the blonde receptionist who looked way too energetic. 

“Um, hi. Do you know where the private rooms are?”

“Hi, gorgeous! I’m Abby, which room number are you going in to?” She practically yelled at you

“Aw crap. I don’t know which room number it is,” You internally panicked

Then you remembered that Morgan said you could name drop. He probably didn’t give you the number just for that reason

“Sly, dog..” you thought

“Um.. I’m not sure but I’m here with Morgan? Derek Morgan,” you corrected yourself then saw Abby start blushing and leaned over to you

“Oh, Derek, what a handsome young man! Of course, you’re in 2B. Can I get you a water? They’re usually a buck, but if you’re with Derek I’ll let a few ‘go lukewarm’” She whispered the last part and winked at you. 

You smiled. Morgan sure did have something different that got all the ladies to swoon. 

“Yes, please, that would be wonderful. I’ll tell Morgan, that you gave us some,” You collected the water. Condensation pooling on your fingertips and yelled over your shoulder “Thank you, Abby!” 

She winked at you again and pointed you in the direction. 

“Hi guys,” you smiled nervously and held out the waters “Abby gave us waters, I may have name dropped you, Morgan,”

“Haha, nice!” Morgan walked over and gave you a high five “Thank you, Abby,”

“Hi, y/n, want me to wrap your hands for you?” JJ asked

“Yes, please,”

You sat down on a bench and held out your hands, unsure whether to put your palms up or down and trying to ignore the obvious tremor in them. 

Apparently palms up was the correct placement as JJ gently, but securely, wove the tape through your fingers. “So what we're gonna do today is just teach you some of the basics in boxing. That’s what Morgan and I have been properly trained in, and what I think is the most fun-“

She was cut off by Morgan

“Hey, doll face, are you shaking?” He grabbed one of your hands in his own “Don’t be nervous, y/n. We're gonna teach you first. We wouldn't just throw you to the wolves. And even when we do box it out,” he mimed a duck and upper cut “with JJ giving you pointers I’m sure you’re gonna do fine. Even if you don’t manage to beat me,”

“Yea, Y/n. You’re gonna do great, I promise,” She finished taping up your hands and stood up “Okay. We’re gonna teach you the basics in boxing, and then some cardio to get your blood pumping. After we have the ring to ourselves! I'm friends with the owner, so James said we could stay late,” JJ whispered the last part to you

“Learning, cardio, practice, go, got it,” you looked up eagerly at JJ and bounced on your toes “which moves first?”

——-

You genuinely had no idea how Morgan still seemed to be full of so much energy. He was bouncing on his toes and had a look of fire in his eyes as he danced around in front of the mirror. You looked over at JJ who was on her phone. 

“Y/n?” She called to you 

“Mhm?”

“Spencer and Emily want to know if they could come watch us. Garcia said she'll be here in spirit but she loves you and Morgan too much to see either of you at each other,” 

You laughed at Garcia's reasoning “What about Hotch? And Zio Rossi?”

JJ frowned “They really wanted to come, they swear, but Strauss called them in for a last minute meeting. Something about paperwork. They say they're so sorry, but if you let Spencer and Emily come they want them to film it?”

You tried not to let the relief show on your face. It was your dream to work in the FBI and if Hotch, someone with an incredible amount of power (at least to you), saw you get absolutely clobbered you weren't sure if you could ever go back. At least with your pride. 

“That's okay!” You said “Tell Spencer and Emily to come! If Abby's still working ask if they can bring some more waters down, I'm worried I might need the coldness for a makeshift ice pack,”

You didn't want Morgan to hear how nervous you were. It worried you that he might go easy on you when you needed him to push your limits. 

“Got it! I'll text them right now,” JJ turned back to her phone and you watched Morgan hype himself up “Rossi said we can have dinner with everyone at his place, and Spencer and Emily are 10 minutes away,”

“Awesome sauce, thanks JJ,”

“Anytime,”

You unwound your tape, JJ said it would be good to stretch your hands, and you flexed your fingers. Yelling over your shoulder that you were going to the bathroom. 

“One last nervous pee, I got this,” you whispered to yourself

It was about a half hour or so after closing, but the bathrooms were still open. You looked yourself up and down in the mirror and took a breath to steady your nerves. While you were studying your posture JJ walked in. 

“Hey, Morgans already in the ring. Emily and Spencer are there too. I'm gonna give you some pointers, okay?”

You nodded. Splashing your face with cool water and watching JJ through the mirror reflection. 

“Okay. I think this goes without saying but no hits below the belt, no matter how much Reid paid you off,” you laughed out loud and nodded your head “Alright. I'm gonna be telling you pointers but really you're the one in the ring. You're the one that gets final say, does that make sense Y/n?” You nodded your head “Great. So if you want to do something I didn't tell you to, that's totally okay. And I'm not going to be choreographing your entire fight. This isn't a dance routine. Just tips, does that make sense?”

“Mhm, yea. Keep going,”

“Excellent. This is a one round kinda thing, just whoever taps out first loses. I've never really hosted my own boxing match so we're all learning today!”

You nodded. Getting hyped up. 

“Alright. I'm gonna walk you out, you got this. I believe in you. Kick some sweet sweet Morgan Ass,”

“Deal,” You responded. 

You walked out of the bathroom and into the ring, seeing Morgan taping up his fingers, and you mirrored his actions. Once your fingers were taped up you flexed them, and pulled on your boxing gloves. 

“Ready?”

You looked over at JJ and winked “Ready as I'll ever be,”

You climbed into the ring, and into the corner across from Morgan who winked at you. You smiled smugly back and looked over at Spencer and Emily, blowing them a kissy face and a smile. 

JJ called to start the match and you went over to Morgan, keeping your fists up and close to your face. You let Morgan take the first hit and you dodged it, going for a jab on his torso. You hit him and heard your “fans” cheering for you. You fought the urge to look over but in your distraction, Morgan got a cross punch on your torso. You felt the hit but with your adrenaline pumping, if anything, it got you more fired up. Morgan paired his cross punch with a jab. JJ kept yelling encouragement so you wouldn't let go but combined with her yelling, your fan club, and the blood rushing through your ears it all went in one ear and out the other 

“An effective 1-2...” Flitted briefly in your mind. And your eyes went to his. Open face.. “Rookie mistake!”

He left his face unprepared for just a second too long and you took the hit. You threw a hook across his face and Morgan went down. Obviously not seeing just how vulnerable he left himself. 

“Oh shit!” Emily yelled and you dropped your stance immediately. 

“Morgan! Oh crap, Morgan Morgan Morgan!” You held your hands up to your face. Not to shield yourself, but out of shock (and maybe a little bit of pride) at your hit. “Morgan Morgan, Morgan I am so sorry! Oh my god are you okay?” You looked over at JJ who looked incredibly impressed and then over at Spencer and Emily. Who had definitely just passed a ten dollar bill between them. 

“Doll face,” Your eyes snapped to Morgan “Y/n, I'm okay. That was a good hit, I didn't realize how good you were at boxing! And you swear you've never taken classes?”

You smiled. Glad that he was okay “I haven't-” a thought crossed your mind “Holy smokes did I win!”

A playful groan passed Morgan's lips. And JJ stepped into the ring to announce Morgan's defeat. 

“Holy crap I won! I beat Derek Morgan SSA of the FBI in a boxing match!” You laughed out loud and JJ held up your hand in a proper victory stance. “Spencer! Emily! I won!”

Emily and Spencer both laughed and gave you a high five. You glanced over and saw Morgan pressing a still cool water bottle to the side of his face. 

Morgan walked his way over to you and that was really when you felt bone dog tired. “Good job, kid,” He smiled and put his arm around your shoulder taking a look at the group “Can't believe a teenager rocked my shit..” he almost mumbled to himself. 

-----

“Oh my chocolate thunder..!” You heard Penny yell. Once she saw Morgan’s face her shock was well written “Does it hurt?” 

Penny went to fetch him a fresh bag of frozen peas, when you popped up. Already holding a steadily defrosting bag of frozen veggies. 

“I actually think his ego is a lot more bruised than his eye. Hi penny. I hope you aren't too upset that I hurt Morgan..” you trailed off. Now worried that you were going to make her upset. 

“Oh not at all, my little boxing champion! This nice tall glass of water can take a hit, I'm proud of you, y/n/n, really,” Penny smiled at you and took a reach for your veggies

You gave them to her with a smile and waved goodbye. Off to see how your Zio was doing. 

“Passerotto!” Your Zio Rossi spotted you before you did and engulfed you in a hug. He pressed a kiss on to your forehead and smoothed a bit of your hair back against your head “I saw what you did to Morgan! I asked Emily if they got a video but they said they were so wrapped up in the atmosphere they weren't able to. But I think you can elaborate enough for us, no?”

You smile and shook your head “In all honesty, I barely even remember. I guess the adrenaline in it all really got a way from me,” What actually happened was you were way too embarrassed to go into detail about you clocking one of Hotch’s finest co workers in front of him “I bet Spencer could help you fill in the blanks!”

“You know, Y/n..” Hotch said “I didn't know you were able to pack such a punch. If it would be okay with your parents and Uncle here, I have a friend that runs a self defense clinic at the Academy if you'd like some more work. I think you'd be a nice fit,”

With Hotch being a man of few words (and even fewer emotions) his slight compliment filled you with pride. “Thank you, Hotch” you smiled at him “I didn't know I had it in me either! I'll ask my parents about the clinic, but I doubt I'd stay long enough here to be a valuable member. Maybe as a summer program!” You added

Zio Rossi's oven’s beeping cut you off short. He went to tend to his lasagna, your favorite, and waved you all to seat yourselves at the table. You found yourself sandwiched between Spencer and Emily at the circular dining table. Out of all the dining areas in your Zio Rossi's mansion, this was your favorite for family meals. You were able to really look at one another. With your company next to you, you felt a little short and maneuvered yourself so you were sitting on your legs. Giving yourself an extra few inches of height that made you look a lot more sophisticated if you do say so yourself (which you did). Spencer glanced at your wiggling and wrote you a note in the little journal he always kept with him. 

“I used to do the same thing,” it read and you looked at him and smiled as he winked. 

Almost like magic Zio Rossi appeared holding a very large dish with a gorgeous lasagna in it. You were passed the salad bowl and filled your plate with it. Careful not to let it touch with your other side dishes. You took a sip of lemonade from your wine glass that matched Spencer's. Spencer didn't drink and neither did you. (Although often you would steal a sip of your Zio’s glass “as long as you don't tell your parents,”)

“So Morgan..” your Zio Rossi started once everyone's food was dished out “How does it feel to get.. pardon me if I phrase this wrong, but, absolutely served by my nipote?”  

The table erupted with laughter and you found yourself again beaming with pride. 

“Hey I gotta say, the kids got potential.” Morgan smiled and held out his glass to you “To Y/n!”

“To Y/n!” The rest of the table cheered. 

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Translation Index and Author's Note

Hey! Thank you soooo much for reading! I'm really proud of this, and I hope you guys like it! Always open for requests and critiques!

Zio - Uncle

Since the reader was probably brought up with some Italian, they refer to Rossi, their uncle, as Zio. Which is Italian for Uncle. While the rest of the team just calls him “your uncle Rossi” they understand Zio but never really fit right with them. It's yours and your Zio Rossi's little thing

Nipote - Niece/Nephew

Nipote is a gender neutral term for niece or nephew. It can be distinguished with further describing words (Ex. “Mia Bella nipote”, my beautiful niece or “Mio nipote” my nephew) it's like Spanish! 

Passeretto - Little Sparrow

Passeretto is a name used by someone's “Guardian” when their younger influence is growing up and “spreading their wings” (like a Sparrow). I used this as Zio Rossi's affectionate nickname because the reader is learning/learned how to properly box. 

Again, thank you so much for reading. It really means a lot! ¡Besitos! 

~Romeo

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one day at a time / JYH

online dating idol!au Yunho x Y/N 2,5k filled with a fluffy meet-cute

ATEEZ’s new comeback has me feeling things for Yunho. I HAD to give him a little scenario inspired by this text post that has been haunting me ever since I saw it. Honestly that guy has me feeling things, and I couldn’t be more proud of his growth on his stage presence. 

optional second part where Y/N starts to realize she might like Yunho more than just a friend.

“He looks cute.” Your colleague, but also friend said while you were both going through Tinder during lunch-break. Your account to be more exact. You had been in Seoul for almost half a year now, and your contract was supposed to end, but due to the corona outbreak, you were stuck in Korea. Not that you necessarily minded because you had made some great friends here, and life wasn’t all that bad, but you did miss your home country. You missed the connection with people who spoke the same language, and who had watched the same tv shows while growing up.

“They are all cute, but I don’t know, maybe I shouldn’t swipe right to Korean boys.” You mumbled while you swiped left on the handsome person.

“Why not?” She asked you bewildered. “Every man you swipe right will be a match.” She continued with a strange enthusiasm for your non-existent love life.

“Because I’m a foreigner?” You asked her insecurely. That’s precisely why you didn’t want to match with some random Korean dude. They probably had this adventurous foreigner imagined in their head, and well, you weren’t exactly considered bold. You also had some experiences with Korean men in your time in Seoul, and they weren’t all that great. The one telling you to lose weight was by far the best you had encountered.

“Yes, a beautiful foreigner, and you should use that in your advantage.” She told you forcefully before she took a big bite out of her salad.

“I don’t want to be someone’s conquest just because I’m a foreigner, you know?” You tried to explain to her, but she wasn’t having any of it.

“You don’t want a relationship. I don’t see what the issue is?” She asked you sceptically while she kept her eyes on you.

“I don’t want to be Someone’s prize, and I also don’t want to have a relationship. I honestly don’t know what I want.” You dropped your head into your hands, ignoring your food, having lost your appetite. Meanwhile, your colleague, Yuna, kept looking through your Tinder. You had lost your interest in the app a while ago.

“Hey!” Yuna exclaimed, making you jump up in surprise. You quickly grabbed your phone to take a look at the commotion.

“Isn’t that guy in a k-pop band? I forgot their name, but they’re getting more famous every day.” You told her excitedly. You swiped through his profile, and you were in awe by his beauty. He only had two pictures of himself, but his bio sparked something in you. You had to give it to the person behind the profile, he did a real good job at piquing your interest. He wanted to hang out with Someone who had the same passion and love for eating ramen in the middle of the night at a 24/7 convenience store. Oddly specific, and oddly something you liked.

“I think he’s from ATEEZ.” Yuna thought out loud, and you simply shook your head. There was no question about it, the guy behind the profile was not the same as the one in the pictures.

“Someone must be using his pictures to get matches. Which Idol would ever make a profile on a dating app?” You said while putting your phone back on the table.

“Only one way to find out.” Yuna giggled before swiping right on the guy who could or could not be an idol. She took another bite of her food as if nothing had happened.

“What!” You screamed in panic after watching Yuna’s actions. “Why did you do that?” You asked her while shaking her shoulders, trying to get her back to her senses.

“It was the first guy who honestly sparked some interest in you. What else was I supposed to do?” She asked you as she tried to ignore the eyes of the other people in the cafeteria. It wasn’t the first time the two of you were loud. Most people simply shrugged it off as another day at the office with two crazy girls.

“You should’ve ignored it. He’s an idol. He doesn’t have a dating profile on the most basic dating app of all. It is probably some ugly guy who couldn’t get any matches with his own pictures.” You explained to her while you lowered your voice. Some people got used to you and Yuna being loud, but you still wanted to keep a good reputation.

“You don’t know that.” She told you at the same moment your phone made the Tinder notification sound. You both looked at each other before she grabbed your phone.

“It’s a match.” She simply announced before giving you your phone back. You kept your mouth shut. It was a weird feeling to have a match. You looked at the heart and your two profile pictures next to each other. That wasn’t such a bad combination if you said so yourself. If only he was the guy from the photos. Still, it was nice to have a match.

“I should have done that sooner if I had known it would shut you up.” She laughed at your awkward state.

“I never thought I’d have a match.” You confessed softly while you were looking through his profile.

“I’ve looked into the guy while you were drooling, and I can’t find this picture online. What if it really is him?” Yuna asked you excitedly. She showed you pictures of him, and indeed one of the selfies on his profile was nowhere to be found.

“You work fast.” You laughed, but she simply shrugged at your behaviour. People in Seoul are indeed more open to the idea of blind dating than where you were from.

“Are you going to message him?” She asked you.

“He probably has a lot of matches. I’m not going to say something first. I don’t want to bother him.” You told her honestly, which made her roll her eyes in annoyance.

“You are frustrating. Yunho probably likes girls who take the initiative.” She said while getting up to throw her leftover food away. She also took your untouched food with her.

“Yunho.” You mouthed softly. “That’s a nice name.” You whispered more to yourself. You were staring at his profile picture. He wasn’t the most handsome man you had ever seen, but he had this aura around him that was so inviting. He looked gentle and innocent.

“Y/N! Just send him something.” Yuna said at the same moment, your phone lit up with a notification from Tinder. You both looked at each other in panic.

“Oh, my God! He sent you something. Open it.” Yuna screeched excitedly.

“What if it is a dick pick?” You asked her, concern taking over your body.

“If he’s really Yuhno that would be extremely stupid of him,” Yuna told matter of factly, and you couldn’t deny her reasoning.

Yunho: I was trying to come up with a good pick-up line but then I realized they’re lame, so all I have to give you is a hello. Yunho: Hello.

“That’s actually really cute.” You told Yuna while you showed the message you had gotten from Yunho. She simply nodded her head while you pondered what to answer.

Y/N: Titanic. That’s my icebreaker. What’s up?

Yunho: hahaha I knew you would be funny! Yunho: I’m having a much-needed break from work at the moment. Yunho: What about you? Yunho: Your Korean is really good.

“He’s a double text kind of person. That’s cute.” Yuna remarked. You thought it was also cute to double text. It showed he was enthusiastic to talk to you, and somehow this fact made you feel warm inside. It made you feel appreciated.

“He seems nice.” You told her before putting your phone in your bag. “Our break is over. Let’s go.” You said while getting up.

“Let me know what happens next,” Yuna demanded before running off to wherever she was headed to.

“I will.” You yelled after her, making some people turn their head in surprise. This time you didn’t care though.

You and Yunho kept messaging for a couple of days. Sometimes one of you didn’t answer for hours because the other was busy, but it never bothered you. It was a good sign that he was busy. Someone who had a life outside of social media was always attractive. You hadn’t heard from him for a while now, and you had to admit, you were starting to worry that maybe you weren’t as exciting as you thought. Perhaps he had another match. Maybe the other person was better at keeping the conversation going. You hadn’t swiped right to any other guy because you honestly didn’t want to go through the stress again of not knowing what was going to happen.

Yunho: You still up?

Y/N: Yes. Why?

Your heart started to race, and the palms of your hands began to sweat. What was he implying with his question? Was he insinuating something? Or was he perhaps oblivious to the tone of his question?

Yunho: You told me yesterday you were walking next to Seongsan Bridge. There is a good ramen place there. Do you want to go? As in now?

You pondered what to answer to his question. It was nice talking to him through the safety of your phone, but it would be more fun to speak in person. A couple of minutes passed, and you had to answer because he already got the read notification. You didn’t want him to think you didn’t want to go have some food with him, but you were also scared. This would be your first date through a dating app, and honestly, it scared the living shit out of you.

Y/N: Sure.

Yunho: I was starting to worry there. Yunho: See you in a bit :) Yunho: *shared a location*

You decided to not dress up to go to a small ramen place. From what you gathered, it was a small business that looked cosier than high class. You really liked that he had chosen this place. You could just go in your jeans and t-shirt without having to worry about your appearance. You were, however, concerned with his. Who was going to be waiting for you when you got there?

You tried to shake it off. You were going to be open-minded to whoever who was going to show up. You only talked for a couple of days, but Yunho had left a great impression. You both had talked about your families, and how you weren’t able to see them for an extended period due to work. There were a lot of similarities, but not too much. You liked to have a different point of view from time to time. For example, he was more a dog person while you are more a cat person.

The wind was cold, but it didn’t bother you. The coolness was welcoming after a day filled, trying not to sweat out of your dress shirt at work. You strolled looking over at the bridge you saw every day coming back from work. You liked to take the long route back home. Seoul had a lot of views to offer, but numerous bridges were your favourite thing, and you were pleased such a beautiful piece of architecture was close to your home.

“Y/N?” Some yelled your name, insecurely, and you immediately stopped walking. Could that be the guy you had been messaging for the last couple of days? If you turned around, you couldn’t pretend him to be Yuhno anymore if he was Someone else. Were you ready for such a commitment?

“Yunho?” You replied, while you turned around. You were surprised, to say the least. The person standing in front of you was indeed Yuhno from ATEEZ. You couldn’t stop staring at him because you honestly hadn’t expected to see him here.

“I thought it was you. Not a lot of people here admire this bridge.” Yunho laughed softly while he took place next to you. You were both admiring the view when you realized you had to respond to his remark. That’s was people do in conversations.

“That’s a shame. It’s stunning.” You told him shyly, not knowing how to act around him. His pictures didn’t do him any justice. He was glowing in the setting sun, making his features even more appealing to you. He was clad in simple jeans and t-shirt combination like yourself. He was in black while you were wearing a white t-shirt.

“I’m going to be really honest. I didn’t expect you to show up.” You told him after a couple minutes of awkward silence. You appreciated the fact that he let you gather your thoughts.

“I asked you to come? Why wouldn’t I show up?” Yunho asked you, surprised. He didn’t understand what you were trying to say.

“That’s not what I meant. You’re an idol.” You tried to say more straight forward. He blinked a couple of times before he regained his casual form again.

“Oh, that.” He muttered while moving his head away from you. He was looking at the view again, but you had a feeling he wasn’t really looking.

“Why do you even have Tinder? You should delete it immediately.” You told him forcefully, not wanting to believe his stupidity. Why was an idol on a dating app?

“I actually only use the app to talk to you now. There is this setting where you can choose if people can see your profile. I turned that on the minute we started talking.” He explained while he looked into your eyes. There was this strange kind of connection between the two of you. You couldn’t place it, but somehow he had you wrapped around his finger.

“Oh. That’s smart.” You finally told him while you kept staring at his face. Why couldn’t you stop looking? Why couldn’t he stop staring?

“Thank you.” He softly thanked you while he averted his gaze away from you. The moment his eyes fell off you, you could finally breathe again. You didn’t realize you had been holding your breath in the first place.

“But still, I could’ve been someone with bad intentions.” You pressed the matter, which made him laugh. A strange sensation shot through your body the moment you heard his low chuckle. It was adorable yet manly, and it sounded like music to your ears. You could listen to it all day as if it was one of your favourite songs.

“But you’re not.” He concluded happily as if he had just been as worried as you about this meeting.

“You don’t know that.” You told him.

“I know enough to know you’re not that kind of person.” He kind of complimented you, and you liked it.

“You’re too naive, but I’ll take the compliment.” You told him with a smile which he happily returned.

“Good. Let’s go eat.” He laughed while he started walking toward the restaurant that was supposed to be the best ramen place on earth. His enthusiasm made you laugh, and soon the two of you were just joking with each other like old friends would. As if you hadn’t only met. As if you hadn’t actually met on an online dating app.

I’m going to be honest here. I could write more, but I really felt like this was enough to give you that inspiration to dream about him. Ever since that post I have been dreaming this scenario with Yunho, and lately I really love going to sleep haha

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Obey me! Scarred, Chapt. 8

Plot: It’s time for the next step in Diavolo’s plan to unify the  realms. But, in order to work, the demons would be subjected to confront  their worst fears, and in some cases, who they are.

Trigger Warning: Manipulation, some cussing, blood, death, messing with another persons head.

Word Count: 3159

Mammon stood in front of The Purgatory Hall, it was the dead of the night, well, it was always night in the Devildom, but now could be considered the time were no souls were meant to be awake. Yet, here he stood with an entire bag of hell sauce flavored noodles waiting for someone to let him in. He had gone out of the house in such a rush he forgot to close his window, so no one suspected he was away.  He also almost forgot to bring what his father had asked for. Finally, after who knows how long of waiting, it was probably just five minutes, but Mammon was stressed, one of the archangels opened the door. A surprised expression painted on his face. The archangel looked at Mammon up and down before looking back at someone. Mammon was getting restless.

 “He is waiting for me.” Was all Mammon said before entering the room. The archangel staring in shook at the demon.

 Once Mammon entered, he noticed how different this specific room in Purgatory Hall was from the others. There was little to no furniture inside, and the whole room had been painted in white. The other two archangels starred at Mammon, not knowing what to do. They had placed their hands on their weapons, but Mammon only rolled his eyes.

 ¨Chill out, will ya? I came bearing gifts.” Mammon threw the bag into the only table in the whole room. “He asked for it…for some reason.” Mammon starred trough his sunglasses at the archangels, before taking a deep breath and sighing. His hands were on his pockets, but he couldn’t stop pacing around the room.

 “Erh…He…He is this way.” The Archangel that had opened the door, Gabriel, spoke, standing in front of the only other door in the room.

 Mammon looked around. He could just go away, no need to talk to his father, go back to the house of lamentation and talk with his family about God and see if there was a way they could skip that stupid ball. If he crossed that door…will he be able to get out? What was his father planning? Raphael and Michael were standing beside the table, unlike other times, they were not defensive, they looked more curious than anything. If he tried to leave now, there was a chance they would attack him and bring him to God. Mammon sighed, he followed Gabriel into the room.

 Gabriel opened the door, revealing a completely dark room, only two armchairs, in one sat God, the first armchair (which back was facing the door) faced the other armchair, which was besides a fireplace. There was a quiet in the room that rubbed Mammon the wrong way. The moment he stepped into the room he felt chills run down his back, an infernal sensation covering every inch of his body. He felt like an animal being targeted by a hunter. His fight or flight instincts kicking in, leaning towards flying the fuck away from that place.

 “Ah, Mammon.” God spoke, without having turned around to face him. “Come on in, son. I was waiting for you.” Gods voice was low, slow, and raspy. Any sound that man made was enough to make Mammon prefer having Lucifer yell at him for hours.

Mammon did what God said, the moment his entire body entered the room Gabriel closed the door. Listening it creak as it closed Mammon starred at the back of the head of his father. He stood there a couple of seconds. Whatever his father wanted, was now set in motion, there was no way Mammon would be able to leave that room without God letting him out. Slowly, he made his way to the other armchair, conveniently placed the furthest from the door.

 “Go on, sit down. There is no need to be nervous.” God had some type of glass on his hands, sipping whatever substance was in it while starring at the fireplace. Mammon did as he was told, not voluntarily, for some reason his body just did.

 “What do ya want?” Mammon asked, sharply, or at least that’s how he intended it to sound.

 “I was surprised.” God spoke. Ignoring completely Mammon’s question. “I was expecting you to jump at the opportunity to make some easy money.”

 Gods eyes never meet Mammon. His father had a blank expression, a face devoid of any emotion while the low light emanating from the fire hit his almost white eyes. It reminded Mammon of those scary movies he stayed late watching with Mc. Another long sip. Silence. The crackle of the fire and the sound of his own breathing was the only thing Mammon could hear. He stayed in his sit, completely still. From where Mammon was sitting, the light barely illuminated the door, but it was enough for him to know that the door was still there.  Was his father taunting him by placing him there?

 “But you didn’t take. Not only that but you actively refused it. Wonder why.” This time Gods eyes meet Mammon’s, it was like starring into the void. His father looking nothing like a person and more and more like a porcelain doll. Silence. Slow breathing versus agitated one. Fire. “Care to explain?” Mammon could not tell if his father was staring at him or at something else.

 “I…erh…I don’t need to explain myself to ya!” Was all Mammon could say. He wanted to form a fist in his hand and slap it against one of the arms of the chair, but his body just wouldn’t cooperate.

 “Come now, I don’t have time for this kind of nonsense.” God sighed, he let his head rest on his hand, was the room getting darker?

 Mammon bite his tongue. There was a strange sensation running around him, he evaded Gods gaze, focusing on the door behind his father.

 “Fine, you can keep it a secret. I don’t mind.” God crossed his legs, another sip, more silence. “I been meaning to talk with you.”

“Why didn’t you just ask to see me before?” Mammon blurted out. He was not planning on saying that at all, while part of him did thought that it was odd that his father wanted to talk to him 2 days away from the ball, that was not what he wanted to respond at all.

 “Oh? I guess you weren’t that important.” God sighed, looking bored, before shooting a grin at Mammon. “Why would you be?”

“Oi! Show me some damn respect. I’m no child you can talk to like that.” Mammon felt a rush of fury trough his whole body. Still, he maintained motionless in his sit, glaring at his father.

 His father was right in front of his face in the blink of an eye, starring at Mammon’s eyes with such an intense hatred it made him sweat. The man was merely inches apart and Mammon wanted to push him away but there was something that did not let him. He was petrified in place. Mammon felt himself shake to his core yet be perfectly still. Just like he appeared in front of him, God was now behind Mammon’s chair. Mammon could hear the breathing of his father right behind him, calm, collected, like he was having a conversation with an old friend and not with one of the sons he had hurt in such an intensity.

 In contrast with Mammon’s, who was accelerated, agitated. He was all alone in a room with his father, who knew what his father wanted and no one in the house of lamentation was awake at this hour to notice he was gone. God was a menace, to everyone in his family. The only reason why he agreed to meet God was because he wanted to help Lucifer somehow, and maybe finding out if their father was messing with their family would be a good start.

 “Respect? Haha, ahahaa, HAHAHAHAHAAHA” God laughed laud and hysterically. Shifting around the room at such a speed Mammon could barely keep up where his father was moment after moment. The laugh went from being a noise coming from a specific place to a reverberating noise coming from everywhere. At some point it all stopped. Once again, the only noise in the room became the crackling of the fire as Mammon sat perfectly still in that chair. He lost track of where his father was, but the sound of someone humming captured his attention. He glanced at his side, finally able to move a part of his body, to find his father, one arm leaned on the fireplace, eyes closed. Humming a lullaby of some kind.

 “Oh Mammon, you make me laugh. HAhaHa! Respect, oh my me. I didn’t know that becoming a demon gave someone a sense of humor.”

 “What is so funny about that, huh? I am The Great Mammon! You should show me some respect.” Mammon snarled, still facing in his father’s direction.

 “Oh please, you haven’t done anything to deserve anyone’s respect.” Mammon was going to protest, but he stopped when God started humming again. Suddenly, it clicked to him why the music was so familiar.

 “Lilith’s music box.” Mammon averted his gaze, starring at the floor.

 “Ah, you remember huh?” God chuckled. Mammon could hear God shifting. “The music box…its funny, it was the first thing that got destroyed during the war. Do you even know how Lilith got her hands on it?” Mammon didn’t respond. “Of course not, why would you?” God sighed; Mammon could hear his father shuffling around in the room.

 Mammon had spent so many years trying to fight the memories of that time in the celestial realm. All those memories, from the moment he was born to the way his wings burned as he fell, were blurry and in a good day, nonexistent. Because he wanted to forget them.  He was being forced to remember a time in which he was at his worst, in a sense. They were forced to be loyal and love their father, they were forced do whatever he said, it was a time in which they were mindless warriors who if they ever made a mistake his father could annihilate them. Perhaps that is why Belphegor and Lilith loved so much the human world, they were not forced to serve an egoist man. Perhaps that is why he always went against Lucifer’s orders…

 They had lost so much at that war, but even so, they were so much better here in the Devildom. The only thing he wished they still had was their sister. His eyes tried to find his father. He needed to know where the man was, he was undoubtedly scared and the moments in where his father was hidden he wondered if he was going to do anything. He was in danger, he was scared, and for some reason he could not move at all.

 “Lilith found it on earth. It had been a gift from the man she fell in love with. How disgusting.” Mammon heard the noise of a glass shattering, the fire became more furious as it burned and the light it manned became brighter. He felt suffocated by the increasing heat on the room. “But it seems like she was not the only one in the family who found…humans endearing.” Mammon could see his father from the corner of his eye. His mind immediately connected the dots, his father was talking about Mc. “You and the rest of your family…you have become quite fond of that human.” There was disgust in Gods voice.

 Mammon felt this wave of anger hit him; he felt his blood boil at the mere thought of God speaking with Mc. He was actively trying for his demon form to merge, but it wouldn’t. Why? He couldn’t understand what was happening, he never had any trouble going into his demon form, heck, sometimes he had trouble not being in his demon form. He glanced up, fire in his eyes, to be meet by his father’s icy gaze.

 “Don’t ya dare touch ‘em!” Mammon screamed at his father, struggling to move, speak, or even think. His father laughed. Mammon was being faced by the person that scared him the most, and the man was in some threatening one of the persons who Mammon cared for the most. He would be shaking right now if he could.

 “Oh, I wouldn’t dare to do something like that. I’m not one to get my hands messy. No.” God was now right beside Mammon, a golden glow on his father’s eyes and terror in Mammon’s. “The truth is, that even if you are demons now, you were an angel once, which means that there is a part of you that still loves me, that still will do anything I say.” Mammon tried so hard to just turn around and hit his father, but he still couldn’t, and at this point he was sure it wasn’t because his body wouldn’t cooperate, but because his father was controlling him.

 He tried so hard to move but the most he could do was make the chair shake a little. His father had a satisfactory smile painted on his lips. His father muttered something, the fire extinguished, for a moment, Mammon could not see or hear anything.

“Mammon?” What? How where they? What was Mc doing in there?

 “…Mc?” His voice was shaking.

 “Attack them.” In the blink of an eye Mammon threw himself at where he assumed Mc was. The darkness in the room preventing him from seeing anything. He was running at full speed, demon form finally out and ready to attack Mc. He could hear Mc was in distress, asking him what he was doing and why he was acting this way. Mammon only snarled and growled at them as he threw one of the armchairs over because it was on his way.

 He didn’t want to do this. His mind was screaming at him to stop whatever he was doing, to go against his father, to attack his father instead. But he couldn’t, there was adrenaline running trough his body and his mind went blank the moment he felt his claws dig into someone. Mc screamed. And his heart stopped, he was crying because he knew what was happening, but he couldn’t stop. The screams and cries of Mc mixed with them begging him to stop. The laugh of God coming from his own mind. Mc stopped struggling. And Mammon started to sob uncontrollably.

 The entire room was then bathed in a white light, Mammon looked up at first. Terror settling in as he saw the walls covered in blood. He glanced down. And all his world came falling apart. There, in the floor was Mc, covered in blood, mutilated, hurt, killed by his own hands. If he wasn’t already on the floor, Mammon would have fallen. He started crying even more, barely being able to breath trough the sobs as he hit the floor with his fist. He wanted to hold Mc’s hand, and he did.

 “Mc?” No response. “Mc, c’mon on! Don’t ya mess with me.” Mammon voice was quieter now, Mc’s body was covered in blood. His breathing stopped for a moment, as even more tears accumulated on his eyes. “Mc, please! Answer me! You human!” Mammon brought Mc’s hand close to his face. The usual warmth had vanished and was replaced by a stiff coldness as he held Mc’s blood covered hand on his face.

 “My, there is no need to act like this. They are a simple human.” Mammon had only hurt like this once. “I’m surprised you couldn’t tell that was an illusion. Well, its you after all. Why would I surprised that you couldn’t tell the simplest of things?” Mammon looked at his father with red eyes.

 “That…that wasn’t really…Mc?” God laughed.

 “Of course not. That was… why don’t we call it, a warning?” God kneeled, starring at Mammon right in the eyes.

 “I still own you.”

  God spoke slow, putting emphasis in his every word.

 “No matter what you do, or how much you think you have changed, you and all the others still are just my little puppets. And just like you hurt that precious human of yours without even having a second to question my will, I can make you do the same for the others in your family.” God stood up, tall, mighty, Mammon had to look up in order to see his father. “You are nothing. No one. You only have meaning if I decided you have one.” Mammon felt himself being forced to bow for his father.

 Mammon was being humiliated, reduced to only his father’s servant, but he didn’t care about that. He only cared about the scent of blood in his body and the memories of how he had killed Mc. He wasn’t aware of how long his father forced him to bow. But it was long enough for Mammon to lose sense of himself for a moment. When he was able to get up, his father placed a hand on his back. Normally Mammon would slap it away but now…he was in a dream state. Barely even aware of what was happening around him. They were in front of the door, God had placed his hand on the noob and was about to open it, but he turned to Mammon. A smile on his lips.

 “You know…its going to be a shame when you tell Lucifer about this. I mean, how disappointed in you do you think he would be? You were right here, knowing damn well what I was doing…yet you were weak and couldn’t even go against me. My, and you pride yourself in being the second eldest.” Mammon didn’t say anything. Instead, when his father opened the door, Mammon only kept walking.

 The archangels immediately jumped into position when they saw the door being opened. They were ready to fight but the moment their eyes fell into the demon, covered in blood, and with a broken, lost look on his face, they leaved him alone. Gabriel opened the door for the demon, and when Mammon was about to leave, his father spoke again. The moment God spoke, Mammon stopped in his tracks. Like a trained dog to his owner.

  “Oh, I almost forgot, thank you for delivering what I asked for. Even without knowing you still do what I told you. That’s a good boy.” Mammon flinched, his wings hanged low, the moment he stepped out of that room he was transported to his own. He didn’t question it. He just sat in bed, being plagued by guilt and by Mc’s face. And he cried, he cried all night until he had no tears left to cry. Two more days, and God will finally leave. But his absence will not be enough for any of the brothers to feel

Heya! Here y’all go! It was Mammons turn to suffer and i really hope i did justice to his character.  This one was a little hard to write, at first i didn’t knew in what direction i should go with this but I’m pretty satisfied with the end product. Also, fun fact time! I had to cut that from this chapter cuz i felt like it didn’t make sense, but originally Lilith’s music box was going to be one of seven gifts God had given to the siblings. Each of them was meant to have an specific item they lost during the war. But yeah, i had to cut it out because i felt like it didn’t belong in this chapter...on in this story in general. So, that’s it for today, i shall be posting next chapter between Saturday and Sunday, and i think its safe to say there is only 3 to four chapters left of this fan fic, wow...cant believe we’ve made it this far, yay, hope y’all enjoyed it!

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Chapter four

Chapter five

Chapter six

Chapter seven

Chapter nine

Chapter ten

Chapter eleven

Chapter twelve

Chapter thirteen

[hkshirayuki]

The Mythical Creature

Marco x Reader

Genre: Fluff

This is the story of a Curious adventurer named y/n and The Phoenix.

Y/n is a well known Adventurer, she was a fearless woman. She face the great sea. To search the Mythical creatures she had read when she was a kid. It was her dream to meet a Dragon, Centaur, Giants and Yeti. But what really encouraged her to set sail to the wild sea is to see the phoenix.

It was a bird that holds immortality it says, It was a beautiful bird that is rarest of all. You can only see one after a thousand years had pass.

Y/n took the risk to look for a proof that phoenix exist. In her great adventure she encountered danger yet, she face them all. She experienced hunger and felt like she will almost die. But she survived somehow.

She been wandering around beating the people that bother her. She won't be called fearless if she is weak. They always look down on her as they judge her by the cover. Y/n is strong that her name become well known in Grandline.

The wandering adventurer y/n. She doesn't stay at one island she will wander around.

At the same time somewhere in the Great sea. A blond boy that eat a rare type of Devil fruit that he decide to fully transform into his phoenix form.

Marco just transform as a blue phoenix. As he tested out and fly to the sky. He was soaring up high. When he notice a boat, he just fly in a good distance to observe.

When he saw a person that is unconscious, he just landed to the boat.

"I can't see other people on board, only her, it seems she faint, I should transform back to normal" Marco thought to himself, when he tried to revert back to his human form.

He just shout.

"Revert back!" he shout to himself, but only the sound of bird were heard. He did call out but he can't revert back to his human form. He start to sweat as he forget its his first time to transform completely as a phoenix for a long time.

Mostly he transform halfway or he transform completely for a short time.

Marco just keep trying to revert back to his human form. He can't believe that he can't control his transformation. So he keep trying. Back to y/n and what happen to her before Marco arrived.

Y/n just wander around the sea for three days she haven't seen a island which she could get food, so she faint due to hunger. She been drifting to the sea for three days. When she woke up by the odd sound. A bird noise, she only open her eyes slowly to see a blue beautiful panicking bird in front of her.

She only stare it until she suddenly sit right up. Marco were only startled when he saw you sit right up. You were observing him closely.

Y/n felt like she is missing a important detail.

"what kind of species are you?" she mutter yet it's loud enough for Marco to hear what she said.

Marco just tried to speak only to know he can only make Bird noise.

"Roast chicken, Fried chicken, my very first meal after three days of hunger, Finally..."

"Oyaji! Help me," he thought to himself. When he heard her what she said.

Y/n though hesitate to eat the bird that is currently panicking. She just wonder, if it know how to fly but how did the bird came to her boat. Did it fell? Or its Injured.

She was debating to eat it, As she never saw a bird like that, she had seen a Pterodactyl a flying dinosaur. Giants in Little garden. Where she met and greet a Real living giant.

So she want to know what kind of bird is this blue beautiful bird before eating it.

"it would be nice, if birds can speak"

y/n said to herself. Marco just thought to himself. "I can talk though"

He was distracted by you that he didn't notice the chain you put in his feet.

"there, so you can't fly and I can observe you more"

"Crap! I got caught!" Marco thought to himself.

"now then, let's find a island first so we can asked, what kind of bird this is" y/n said but she collapse in the floor again.

"let's conserve energy first, I'm hungry, am I dying?" she mutter and Marco who is only stuck just thought.

"Why did she even set sail in the sea?"

Back to Whitebeard's ship.

"Oyaji! Marco haven't return yet" One of his son said.

Whitebeard just laugh while looking at the telescope as he found his son get caught by a girl.

He never see him act like that, after he become a his personal doctor.

Marco is always mature and calm. They always praise him for being mature. Thatch is older than him, but Marco act more older than childish thatch. So seeing him panicking when the girl caught him.

Whitebeard still thought Marco the little boy, he know is still the same.

"Gurarara, don't worry about Marco, his just hitting on a girl, he be back when his done" Whitebeard said.

"whoa, for real, Oyaji?! " thatch asked.

"Yeah, Gurarara"

"that's very rare"

The others just agree and laugh.

Back to y/n's ship.

Marco doesn't know what to do. He just stare at your unconscious body again. Just why did he landed on your ship. He could just fly back to his ship and asked them to help you. Now his stuck with you, How will he help you?

He is currently stuck to his phoenix form. He can't also speak. He can't go back like this, His crewmates will definitely make fun of him. So he thought of staying with you longer. Until he can revert back to his human form.

Marco finally stop panicking. He could easily break this chain, if he wanted to. But he just got curious on how did you surpass the sea. Like this, 

Day one

Marco and y/n only drift in the sea.

"okay, since I got my energy back! Let's look for a island to land!" y/n motivated said.

"Really, how did she survive like this, she isn't a pirate, what's her reason for set sailing?" Marco thought as he watch you.

"I can't always call you pretty blue bird thats too long to say, hmm"

"huh? What pretty blue bird? Yoi!"

"hmm?"

Marco only fume out at what you said. He just peck your forehead.

"ow! What's that for?!" y/n asked while rubbing the part he peck with his beak.

Marco just made an angry bird noise which y/n somehow understands.

"I see, you don't like me calling you, pretty blue bird?"

Marco just nod. She just smile at him.

"I see, hahaha, That's weird you understand what I said"

Marco were only stunned but he shake it off.

"I guess, it's not that bad to have a companion to sail with" y/n said. Marco just saw her make a sad face. He just flap his wings, and y/n just look at him.

"are you telling me to cheer up?" y/n asked. It's weird to talk to a bird that it doesn't speak. Marco were only flustered when he act like a bird.

The two just spend two days together in the sea. She were smart based on Marco observation. They finally got something to eat when she caught a lot of fish.

"I remembered that bird eat raw fish, here you go" y/n just give Marco a raw fish. Like hell he eat it, he just peck her forehead with his beak again.

"oww, your a smart bird, can you please stop doing that, when you telling me you don't like something" she said rubbing her forehead that is in pain. She only give Marco a cook fish that she cook.

"you sure are an odd bird, Ao" y/n said and Marco just tilt his head.

"hmm confused? I be naming you, Ao since your blue"

"Oi, oi, don't name me like a you got yourself a pet yoi" Marco said but give up as he only produced bird noise.

Y/n misunderstood and thought he liked the name Ao.

The next day, the two face a stormy weather, y/n just bring Ao to her room so he can be safe while she handle the boat. Marco can see how much you struggle in the sea. But your lucky that you overcome it.

After the stormy weather, she was soak wet by the rain and the splash of the sea waves. She only entered her room to change not bothered by the bird that give her a curious look.

Marco just blush hard when he realized that your going to change. You were unaware that you didn't hesitate to remove your clothes. Marco just saw it, he just saw it. He mentally apologies for trespassing your privacy. He tried not to peek on you. But you just walk in front of him.

"hmm? Wait ao, are you having a famous bird flu?"

"Put on some clothes woman, you shouldn't easily strip in front of a man yoi" Marco said he was still diverting his eyes somewhere else. but he was enchanted by you. You were gorgeous but sometimes crazy. He is annoyed he can't still revert back to his human form. It's been three days and he is still stuck.

"Oh so your a male bird?! That's a new info for me" y/n said seeing how the bird is flustered seeing her half naked. She only pat his head.

"My what a gentleman bird, hahaha" y/n mocking said to Marco.

He couldn't go against her due to how she look like.

Another day had pass and finally they saw an island.

Y/n just remove his chain. As she didn't want to get attachment to it. When she let go of it.

"Your free to go" y/n said and Marco just give her a confused look.

why is she freeing him now?

"I'm sure you need to return to your nest right? I can't grow attachment to a bird I don't know yet"

Marco just peck her forehead hard. It's too late now, after what you two share your abandoning him now?

"oww, what's with you, I am only returning your freedom"

"yoi really stupid sometimes!" Marco said and he just realized that he can talk.

"who are you calling stupid, You pretty blue bird" y/n talked back but her reaction sudden change into a realisation.

Ao just talk...

The bird just talk?!

"Did you just talk to me!?" y/n surprised asked but she still had a expression of disbelief.

"yeah, finally I can speak again" Marco replied but he mutter the last part.

"Just what are you?!"

"I'm Marco the phoenix"

"wait, you had a name?! Phoenix!!! You mean the Mythical Creature phoenix?!"

"whoa, whoa, what's with the sudden excitement yoi" Marco thought to himself.

"I set sail to the sea to search for Mythical Creatures, So awesome!"

"I never thought of her as a fan girl, yoi" he thought while you were staring at him with pure admiration.

"is it true you are a immortal bird? Or you can heal any wounds or injuries!? Are you a 500 year old phoenix? " y/n just bombarded Marco with her Questions.

Marco just put his claw in her shoulder and make her sit.

"Stop asking me unnecessary questions yoi"

"My bad, I got carried away, by the way, Why you didn't talk to me when you can actually talk! That's very mean of you!?"

Marco didn't respond as he didn't want her to know the mistake he did.

"Giving me again the silent treatment, I thought were friends" y/n said.

You think a bird as your friend?

You really are an odd person.

Well if it's really a bird, your a crazy person, but your lucky it's actually a human. So your only an odd peculiar person.

"Your really stupid, yoi" Marco said.

"what did you say!? Me? Stupid!? Your really a mean bird"

"I'm fine with being a mean bird, Rather than become a roasted bird, am I right, y/n?"

Y/n just sweat and sudden feel nervous as she try to play it cool.

"ahahaha, yeah, your right..." she said with a nervous laugh. She remembered that she said it out loud that she will cook him when she find out what species he is.

Marco just narrowed his eyes at her.

"don't tell me she is still planning to cook me yoi" Marco thought to himself.

"hey don't give me that look, I won't cook you! Now that I know what you are, well don't judge me, I was so hungry that time, that I couldn't think straight"

Marco just sigh now that he can finally speak. He can maybe transform back to his human form to end this humiliation.

Being treated as a pet and Bird.

"yeah, yeah"

"Your really are a mean bird"

"I'm not a bird! I'm a human! yoi " Marco said as he is already had enough of y/n calling and treating him as a bird.

Y/n just look at him more surprised than before.

"A-Ao! Turn into a pineapple human!"

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Here's the Continuation since I reached the limit words of tumblr.

here:https://hkshirayuki.tumblr.com/post/623895729724866560/the-mythical-creature-2

[sohin-ace]

Jotaro - Possessed

This is cross-posted from Wattpad and available on AO3. This was my first fanfiction, the writing has improved ever since.

Enjoy~

It was a normal day for Y/N and the crusaders. You were all aboard a boat for a day or two to join your destination.

You all decided to reunite at a certain hour to discuss your plan and what to do, but in the mean time, everyone was doing their own things.

Kakyoin and Jotaro were sunbathing in their uniforms, Polnareff was chasing some cute girls to pick up, Abdul and Joseph were getting some light drinks, and you, you were just strolling around the boat, having some time for yourself since it gets tiring being around men all the time.

You were walking along a hallway when you suddenly bumped into someone running around the corner, both of you falling on your backs.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry miss! Are you okay?" said the man while scrambling to get over you and check you out for injuries.

"Ugh... I-I'm fine.." you groaned as you opened your eyes, only to find the face of the man merely inches away from yours. You blushed a bit at the closeness "Um... " you muttered quietly at the man.

"You sure ?" He suddenly put his palm over your forehead, leaning a little bit more "Your face is red, aren't you a little bit sick?"

'Who is this guy??' you thought to yourself, confused at the behavior.

"No, no I'm fine, thank you, can you get off of me now please?" you said quickly, almost in a panic.

"Oh! Of course miss, my bad!" He finally got up and away from you very slowly, almost lingering. "Be careful little lady..."

You almost pushed him out of the way as you got up and hurried away from him, ignoring his last statement.

'Jeez, what is wrong with that guy? Some people are weird, man...' You thought to yourself a bit freaked out as you felt the guy's eyes still on you.

Later during the day, all the Crusaders got together in Abdul and Joseph's cabin to talk about future plans, where to go to next, new discoveries made by Hermit Purple and whatnot.

"So there might be one or more stand users in this very boat. Let's all keep our guards up." inquired Joseph to the group.

"Of course, let's search the ship in groups according to our stands abilities." added Kakyoin.

"I suggest Kakyoin and Polnareff since their stands could team up greatly with a good offense/defense ratio. Mr. Joestar and myself together as well." Abdul said.

"Good idea." said Kakyoin "So that means...." he trailed off, looking at you

"That means I'll team up with Jonathan!"

. . . Silence.

Everyone had a confused look on their faces while Joseph eyes widened like saucers.

You then realized what you said and got horrified.

"Wh- JOTARO! I meant Jotaro!!" You frantically said while putting a hand over your mouth.

No reaction from the men. You started to feel very flustered and added awkwardly.

"I-I don't know why I even said that haha.. I-I don't even know a Jonathan..."

The tension was horrible to bear. No one made a sound. That was weird. You weren't usually one to slip up like that.

"Hahaha... I must be tired haha.." you tried to laugh it off, to lighten the mood, but you could not ignore Joseph's hard stare on you.

As you couldn't take it anymore, so you got up from your seat on one of the beds and went on your way towards the door.

"Anyway, I'll go first, join me later Jojo.." and just like that you were gone.

The others tried to shake it off, like it was nothing, but Joseph was uneasy from the ordeal. He felt like something was wrong, and it wasn't just about getting the wrong name. Jotaro felt it too.

The whole day went like this, with everyone searching in vain, and with you slipping up every now and then, saying weird unusual things, and acting oblivious about it seconds later. That perked everyone up, but nobody knew what that was all about.

Until later, in the evening, everyone reunited again in the same cabin as before to report. Nobody could find anything suspicious on the boat. Not even Hierophant Green who scanned the entire ship.

Everyone was a little bit on edge to not find anything... It was too calm, too easy.

"I'm worried..." you started.

"We did everything we could... Or maybe there really is no one against us in here." said Kakyoin calmly.

"But then that would mean the stand user seen by Hermit Purple was not sent by Lord Dio..."

That was the kicker.

Everyone flinched and your eyes widened at your own choice of words. Something was terribly wrong with you today, and they had to figure it out.

In a matter of a second, before you could even react, Jotaro, who was sitting beside you, forcefully grabbed your wrists and pinned you to the bed, immobilizing you instantly.

"W-WAIT!!! THIS IS A MISUNDERSTANDING!!! I NEVER MET DIO IN MY ENTIRE LIFE YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME!!" You screamed, panicked, trying to sound as sincere as you could while struggling against his grasp.

Although It was true, with everything going against you and your weird behavior all day, you were hard to believe.

Kakyoin and Polnareff were speechless, Abdul was sweating while preparing to reluctantly summon Magician Red at any second if necessary. Joseph was glaring hard at you, not wanting to believe you could have been a traitor this whole time.

You were shaking like a leaf underneath Jotaro, who's expression was unreadable. You were panting heavily with anxiety. You tried to argue again.

"P-please!! It's true! I don't know what's happening today, I'm as confused as you are, but I swear on my own bloodline, I'm not a servant of Dio! I don't even know what he looks like I-" You cut yourself off.

At this point you could not prove your innocence, so in desperation you tried to look at the ones who were the most likely to believe you.

"Kakyoin... You believe me right..?" you called weakly, your voice cracking. He avoided your glance, not knowing what to think anymore. You turned your head to the left where Joseph was.

"Mr Joesta-" You were suddenly cut off by two strong hands cupping your face and making you look in front of you. It was Star Platinum holding you still.

"Wh-what are you d-"

"Don't move." Jotaro interrupted. He moved his hands so that he had both your wrists on one hand and brushed his other through your hairline only to find a fleshbud stuck in.

The other men were shocked at this discovery. So you were indeed under Dio's command... But how?

Confused and scared you wanted to ask what was going on. You eyed the others, asking silently for answers. You felt the pressure on your cheeks lessen and Jotaro replaced Star's hand with his own.

"Y/N, look at me." The dark haired male ordered.

"Jojo..." You were terrified, but trusted him with whatever he was thinking.

You tried to stay still while Star Platinum worked his surgery on you to remove the evil appendice. You couldn't help but but cringe a little and hold your hitching breath as you could feel everything.

It lasted seconds that felt like hours to you, Jotaro's beautiful ocean eyes conforted you through the operation. He was always so harsh, but his eyes held something precious and warm that eased you. Even the hand that held your face felt like a warm caress.

With a sharp burning pain, Star removed the parasyte while you let out a groan. When Star Platinum finally got rid of it you let out a breath of relief.

And just like that you blacked out.

Jotaro got up from his previous position while saying quietly "She went to sleep...". He was smart and perceptive, he figured you weren't always possessed. No, this was recent, and there is a stand user on board. He figured you must have met them and they were the cause of all of this.

"So what do we do now, we wait until she wakes up and explain?" asked Polnareff still very unsure of what's going on.

"Something doesn't add up. If she was sent by Dio, she would have attacked us straight up, or when we expect it the least. She had many occasions to do so. This is strange, I don't get it." added Kakyoin, trying to find a plausible explanation to all of this.

Joseph agreed "I don't believe she's a traitor either, but we'll have some questions to ask her when she wakes up anyway. I'll stay with her, you guys go do a last check up to see if anything unusual happens."

Everyone nodded and went again on another exploration. Now they know that if that stand user can put people into Dio's submission, they'll have to be extra careful and ready to meet not one, but many obstacles.

Long hours have passed when you woke up, only to find Joseph sitting at the edge of the bed where you passed out, but now covered with a blanket and some bandages around your head.

"Mr. Joestar..." you croaked out, a bit of sadness and guilt in your voice. He looked at you with genuine worry, glad that you woke up.

"Oh Y/N you're awake! How are you feeling? Nothing hurts?"

He was always so nice to you, to the boys and even to strangers. Joseph always felt like a caring father to you, which made you feel even more guilty. You shook your head in response.

"Mr. Joestar... Did I... Betray you..?" you couldn't look into his eyes as you said those last words. His expression turned serious and he gazed in front of him.

"No, you didn't. If anything, you're the victim here. Do you remember anything unusual that happened today?"

You couldn't think of anything for a moment until you remembered that weird encounter from that morning, when you bumped into that tacky man.

Your eyes widened in realization. You gasped and Joseph noticed that. As he was about to ask you what was wrong you sat up and exclaimed.

"That guy! It was him!! He's the one who infected me! That fucking bastard, he's so dead." You angrily threw the covers and got up, ready to find that guy and beat his ass.

Before you could storm out Joseph grabbed your arm, stopping you.

"Wait Y/N, explain, what's going on? What happened?"

And so you explained everything that happened that morning, with the guy bumping into you, acting like a creep. You told him how he got very close and touched your forehead too.

"I see..." Joseph pondered, "So that's when he put the fleshbud on you, you didn't feel anything because you were so distracted by his behavior...It's okay, let's calm down and get the others so we can chase him down. You remember his face, right?"

You nodded, now calmer than you were minutes before, thanks for Joseph and his reassuring demeanor. You two then went to get the others, only to find them grabbing a bunch of random people by the collar and beating the shit out of them, and Kakyoin trying to reason them in vain.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Yelled Joseph as he saw the chaos before him.

"We can't find the culprit so we're just punching everyone until one of them admits." Jotaro said like it was common sense, and Polnareff nodded like the supporting friend he was.

Joseph was so done with his grandson's bullshit, so you just got up to them saying that there was no need to, since you knew who was the guy.

Upon realizing that you were awake and safe, Jotaro just threw the guy he was holding over God knows where and just came to you with Kakyoin following.

"Y/N good to see you back! You scared us, you know?" Said the cherry-haired male with a soft smile. He then leaned in close and whispered.

"Jojo won't admit it, but he was worried sick, never saw him walk so fast to beat someone up." he added with a little snicker.

You blushed a bit at this. Really? Jotaro was worried about you? You tried to look at the male for confirmation, but he was looking the other way, efficiently hiding his face.

He just lead the way with his hands in his pockets, acting like he didn't care when he was secretly happy you were okay. It was kinda cute.

At one point, you were all strolling on of the hallways when you saw something that piqued your attention. A scene that felt like 'déjà vu'.

A few feet away from you, that same guy from before, bumped into a random woman, and was now leaning close to her to touch her forehead.

At this, you sprinted down the hall, taking out your stand to attack him.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER YOU PSYCHO!"

The guy tried to jump back to dodge your stand, but is was too late. You violently pinned him to the wall of the hallway. You glanced at the woman who already had a fleshbud on her forehead.

'Shit!'

The woman ran away, but Joseph and Polnareff were quick to react and ran after her.

"Leave it to us!" Yelled the french man, running off.

As you were distracted by the possessed woman, you didn't notice the guy getting away from your stand's grasp, and kicked you hard in the stomach, sending you stumbling backwards and falling into the solid chest of Jotaro who caught you.

You couldn't even say his name since your breath was cut by the impact. He just put his hands on your shoulders as you coughed while muttering a 'yare yare daze'.

The other crusaders joined your side to help you out, since they knew that even if you were strong, you really didn't like fighting or using violence.

"Huh? And who might you be? Ohh aren't you the cute little lady from this morning? Sad to see you didn't want to join us. Lord Dio treats us reeeaal nice~" the man sneered.

"I swear to fucking god-"

"How many people have you infected so far?" Kakyoin cut you off, scared that you might let yourself consumed by unnecessary anger.

"Oh? You don't wanna know how I do it? Don't worry about how many colleagues I have here, they're all probably with your two boy friends, having the time of their life."

"So how do you do it? I doubt it is just a stand. Did Dio lend you that ability so you can recruit new slaves in his stead?" said Abdul while scanning the guy, trying to find any flaws in his posture and manners, any potential weakness.

"Ooooh you got it first try! I like my men smart~" the guy said with a disgusting tone "I might just take you for Lord Dio."

And as he said that, he launched at Abdul and spread out tentacle-like vectors that the Egyptian recognized as the same ones Dio had when he met him.

"Abdul watch out!!" Kakyoin tried to warn him.

It happened so fast he didn't have time to summon Magician Red. You just tackled Abdul out of the way, while the guy fled the scene. Jotaro ran after him at lightspeed without even thinking twice.

"Jojo!!" you screamed as you wanted to go too, but Abdul held you there.

"Let me go Abdul! I can restrain that guy with my stand!"

"Don't act reckless Y/N, trust Jotaro on this, he can manage. You've already done enough for today."

"He's right Y/N, he'll be okay, let's go find Mr. Joestar and Polnareff they might need us more." Added Kakyoin, trying to reason you.

They were right, you thought. You wore a worried expression as Abdul helped you up.

After you reunited with Joseph and Polnareff, Kakyoin, Abdul and you managed to neutralize every enslaved passenger.

You were waiting for Jotaro to come back and remove all the fleshbuds, but the parasytes just dislocated themselves from their hosts and scrumbled away like insects.

The stand user could probably not control them anymore, which meant Jotaro succeeded.

Jojo finally came back while dragging Dio's underling like a potato sack, looking like a bloody pulp.

"Eeeewwww!! Disgusting! What did you do to his face, Jotaro?!" Joseph exclaimed while squirming. This was not a pretty sight, and the old man was squeamish.

"Jeez, you didn't go easy on him" said Kakyoin with a knowing look. "I wonder why..." he subtly glanced at you, then back at Jotaro, suggesting something.

Jotaro just clicked his tongue and blushed a faint color as he threw the guy over at the group.

"Just do whatever you want with him, I'm tired." he turned on his heels and started walking away while the others -more like Polnareff- were taking great pleasure in planning what they could do to him for revenge, as if being almost killed by Star Platinum's fists wasn't enough.

You just followed Jotaro while calling him.

"Jojo...!" He stopped and waited for you to catch up.

"Jojo... You... You knew that I wouldn't betray you? You actually trusted me?"

He didn't say anything, but his sea colored eyes answered for you. Your expression turned soft in gratefulness.

He believed in you, even when you were obviously acting like a traitor, he immediatly searched for Dio's appendice, knowing you would never betray him.. He trusted you. That thought alone filled your heart with love and appreciation.

"You saved me... Again. How can I thank you?" your soft voice and expression made him feel some kind of way. You were just too cute. He couldn't believe what he was about to say.

"Kiss me." He commanded, his voice and expression not faltering. You thought you heard wrong.

"... I didn't catch that, can you repeat?" You asked, genuinely unsure if you actually heard what you heard.

He suddenly approached you, the closer he got, the faster your heart was beating. His huge build towered over you.

"You heard me" he confirmed.

Your face and ears were burning, you couldn't believe this was happening. But this was your chance, he offered his consent, this was no time to ask questions, even if you had a thousand right now.

You shyly raised your arms to grab his collar, and looked around to make sure nobody was here to watch. God this was embarassing. You slowly pulled him down and got on your tiptoes, trying to reach for his perfect lips.

You succeeded as you gave him a tiny peck, short-lived, but full of love. You thought you could pass out from all the blood running to your face. But before you could let go of him, he wrapped his arms around your waist and captured your lips once again, in a longer, more desperate kiss.

You were loosing balance so your wrapped your arms around his neck, which deepened the kiss even more. It was bliss until you had to part for some well deserved oxygen.

"Jotaro..." You breathed in his neck "I didn't know..."

This small gesture made his heart skip a beat. He rarely ever felt so much love, and warmth, to which responded by squeezing you harder against him, like you were a soft pillow.

"I couldn't find the right time." He muttered quietly.

You both just stayed like this. Enjoying each other's warmth. It felt so right. Like two fitting puzzle pieces. You couldn't be more happy at the moment. Nothing could ruin it.

"Eeeewwww get a room you two!!"

... Except this.

You both separated, startled by an obnoxious voice coated with a French accent. You were even more embarassed at the fact that everyone witnessed this.You were hiding your face and Jotaro just glared daggers at Polnareff who was smirking.

"Finally, you got the balls to do it Jojo. Glad I didn't have to force it out of you." commented Kakyoin, his inner fanboy pleased.

The two other men just wore wholesome smiles on their faces. Glad to see something positive in this ordeal.

Jotaro just muttered his signature "Yare yare daze" as he grabbed your hand and got away from these nosy eyes.

[taejeonie]

markhee on knowing bros

MARKHEE ON KNOWING BROS YAYAYAYAYAY

but literally i want nct to appear on knowing bros p l e a s e

hmm i think by the time of their guesting, the public already knew of their relationship

but tbh hypothetically speaking,,people really wouldn’t know the boys are dating someone until they’re like old or something...i think they’d hide it pretty well :>> BUT FOR THE SAKE OF ME AND ANON WANTING MARKHEE TO APPEAR ON A VARIETY SHOW HERE U GO

the announcement was made about two and a half years into their relationship,,,a staff member ratted them out ://

most of them were supportive ofc!!!

minority of the people weren’t supportive of them mostly bc they don’t want them dating but then again we’re not talking about them ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

most of the comments were like

“MARKHEE YAY <333” “I KNEW THEY WERE DATING!!!” “they look so cute together 🥺” “i can tell they would really last for a long time” “i hope sm wouldn’t break them up >:((“ “ahh young love...this is too cute >.<“

what amazed most of them were how professional they were for the past years,,esp bc they were group mates

this is probably one of the reasons why sm was kinda chill about the situation

but then a lot of people worried about this also

like what if they fought?? or had a misunderstanding??

but i think they’re both in the correct minds to not mix work with your personal life :)) bc that’s a no-no !!

okay back to knowing bros

sm probably did it for publicity but it gave markhee stans content anyways

markhee were asked what show they would want to appear on and they both thought knowing bros would be a nice option :>

so now here they are!!!

they heard knocking from the classroom door and when they turned around they see taehee’s head popping out of the door frame

“hellooo!! (*^▽^*)”

“TAEHEE!!!”

“WOAH”

“jEOn TaEhEE”

“what brings you here?,” janghoon asked

“(〃ω〃) i brought my boyfriend-“

“WOAH REALLY?”

“THIS IS OUR SECOND TIME”

youngchul spoke up, “wait she’s younger than hyuna and edawn, right?”

“yes ,,, :>>” then taehee smiled out of shyness until her dimples were showing

“the last time i saw you, you were this small!!!,” heechul said while putting his arm up to his waist

then taehee made a cute whine and you could hear mark laugh in the background

“noooo,,,i’m older now!!”

“is this your first time appearing on a show together?”

“yeah..we picked this one :>>”

“oh really? thank you (*^ω^*),” heechul says

“alright, bring him in,” and then they were all just holding their smiles until mark comes out

taehee walked in the classroom dragging mark in with his hand

which made the guys gush at them,,especially heechul and hodong

“MARK LEE”

“THEY’RE HOLDING HANDS”

you know when mark’s like embarrassed he tries to cover his face with his hand? yeah he was doing that when walking in

so taehee just laughs at the commotion they caused

they transferred from “if you’re envious, you lose” high school

after they introduced themselves, heechul raised from his seat

“the last time i’ve been on a show with mark, we were drinking together...but now he’s with his girlfriend!! it’s like i’m witnessing his milestones-“

“HAHAHAHAH”

“this is amazing, wow” then he claps

“the last time i was on a show with them was when i was an mc for ‘weekly idol’ and they were with dream,,,” sangmin chimes in

“when did you start dating?”

“mm, about 2 and a half years ago..”

“ahh” then it suddenly goes silent in the studio bc all of their focus is on markhee

so they both laugh bc of the attention

“wHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT US LIKE THAT”

“IT’S BC IT’S REFRESHING TO LOOK AT A YOUNG COUPLE LIKE YOU!! THAT’S WHY”

“actually this is the only time we’re gonna talk about our relationship like this since we promised each other we’d keep things like,,proffessional”

“woah this is like the most mark has spoken at the start of the show,” heechul blurts out causing the set to laugh

“bc he usually doesn’t talk at much first, am i right”

“yes, you are right”

“ah cute~” one of them says

mark lee keeps on captivating other people it’s hIS CHARM!!

“when did you two meet? since predebut?”

“since predebut.”

“wait before we start,,we should ask questions properly unlike lAST TIME!! we got too excited,” soogeun cut in

taehee was the one who answered, “actually, we arrived in the company on the same day and we became friends from there”

“woah it’s like destiny? are you soulmates?,” the question makes the couple laugh

“who liked who first?,” kyunghoon asks

taehee’s eyes widen and she mentions that this is the first time they’re talking about their relationship like this with each other

“oh wow this is gets more interesting!!”

“real reactions”

“so taehee when did you like mark?”

“hmm i think during promotions for ‘kick it’?”

“woah then i liked you first”

you know that face mark makes when he’s like amazed about discovering something new and his eyes are wide and his cheekbones pop out HE’S SO CUTE AT THIS MOMENT BC HE’S MAKING THAT FACE

“oh really???”

“mark when did you like taehee?”

“when we were in the states promoting ‘superhuman’,,,so like,,a year before her”

and then taehee makes this 🥺 face and her hands were above her chest

she’s just so soft in that moment

“wait mark, so that was,,how many years after debut?”

“3 years!”

“then why during that period of time and not when you were trainees”

“hmm honestly i think it’s bc we’ve been focusing on debuting so we weren’t paying attention to each other that much,,in that way. i feel like she stood out to me the most during the time we were promoting in the states, so i paid a lot of attention to her and caught,,,feelings from there”

“the way he spoke,,you can tell he’s really sincere about what he’s saying,” janghoon says so mark becomes more shy aND IT’S JUST CUTE

“was there anything specific taehee did that made your heart skip a beat?”

mark seems to think for a moment until taehee claps her hands together and all the attention goes to her

and she’s really excited like she’s a kid in preschool who just discovered something new and is excited to tell her parents bC THAT’S WHAT TAEHEE’S FEELING RIGHT NOW

“aH!! i think i know what this is!! (＾ν＾)”

“what is it?”

“during ‘superhuman’ era right?,” mark nods, “okay so there’s this part of our dance-“

“oHH I KNOW WHAT THIS IS,” mark shouts and it makes taehee smile wider

“where we stand really close to each other like this,” when she showed them how close they stood to each other the bros were like :OO

“yeah, i think that’s it. you fell for me, right?,” taehee directs the last statement at mark

“oh but that’s really close though,” hodong says

“we did it bc the fans seemed to like it,,,mark just ended up liking it more than he should,” she said it like she was bragging about it which made the people in the studio laugh and mark collapsing to the floor out of embarrassment

“was that it mark? was that the reason?”

mark’s still laughing, “maybe it’s one of the reasons-“

“HAHAHA”

“but we spent a lot of time together when we were in the states so i think that’s the reason too”

“did you notice, taehee? that mark had a crush on you?”

taehee shakes her head, “no,,,”

“why not?”

“mark doesn’t like affection from the members in general so i thought that was why he was acting like he was at that time”

“how did he act at that time?”

then you see mark like internally sweating bc he KNOWS he’s gonna get clowned for it

“ah i’m one of the members who tend to be quite affectionate with others,,and i joke a lot too”

“she tells a lot of pick up lines”

“pick up lines?,” sangmin repeats

“yeah,,,at first i was used to it but then when i started liking her i got flustered a lot”

“i tend to get clingy with the members too like i hold their arm like this or lean on them but when i did it with mark he got shy”

while taehee was demonstrating with mark the bros were like “awww (*´◒`*)”

“does mark get jealous when you act like that towards other members?”

mark tries to hold back his laugh before saying, “a little bit” in a sMALL VOICE THAT’S WHY HE’S CUTE :((

“I ACT LIKE THAT AROUND YOU BUT YOU GET SHY!! WHY WOULD YOU GET JEALOUS?”

“no i’m not jealous of that person it’s like i wish i didn’t get flustered so easily to the point that i would shy away from you...something similar to that”

“ahh mark’s good with his words..do you write lyrics?,” youngchul asks

“we both do :>>”

“so are you each other’s muses? is it like that?”

then the other guys start teasing them causing markhee to smile and giggle ;((

“i guess you could say it like that,,”

“THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!,” then heechul stands up to give mark a high five

“are you two the same age?”

“yes!! but i’m older by four months,” then mark holds up four fingers

“wait then taehee must be really oblivious since mark liked her for a year until they got together”

“well if you put it that way...”

“honestly, i really did not think that she would like me back...that’s why i tried so hard to hide it”

“wow really?”

mark nods, “there was this one time we were in the practice room. we were preparing for a year end stage for gayo daejun,,and taehee was explaining to the camera how she hurt her head at that time”

“aww taehee hurt her head?”

“yeah :<< and he was laughing at me!!,” her pout made the other boys laugh

“that’s bc he likes you taehee”

“oh correct!! i just laughed bc of that reason!,” when mark said that it made them laugh even more bc he was so transparent about his feelings

i mean this is the only time they would talk about it why not as well go all out right?

“but then she said something like, ‘this is how your best friends treat you! you get hurt and then they laugh!’”

“ahh you got friend zoned?”

“yeah i did”

“wait hold on this is making me feel bad- i’m sorry :<<“

then taehee clings onto mark’s arm and looks at him with puppy eyes iT’S SICKENING IT MAKES YOU WANT LOVE TOO

then the guys gush at them some more, “does she often do aegyo with you?”

“i only do it to make him cringe bc it’s funny!! he’s also cute when he’s flustered”

then when she hears soogeun agree with her she becomes soft again and pouts

she goes to punch mark’s cheek

then the bros looked amused like their watching a drama or something

“taehee do you take care of mark like this? like who takes care of who?”

they’re basically asking who tops in the relationship

“i think we’re both,,,like equal in that sense”

“i’m only like this sometimes but mark really really is considerate and so careful”

“what did he do to make you say that?”

taehee clasps her hands together and she opens her mouth to say something but then she looks at the camera and says, “i forgot we were filming this for a moment”

some of them chuckled

“uHhH before he,,dOEs,,things he always asks me like ‘oh is this okay?’ ‘can i do this?’ things like that and it really melts my heart. he’s really considerate”

“ahh mark really is a gentleman”

“i agree,,”

“MARK!! how did you ask taehee out?”

“oh i didn’t ask her out”

“OH SO IT WAS TAEHEE???”

“WOAH”

“HEY GIRLS CAN DO THAT TOO” taehee has an angry pout on which made mark’s heart go boom boom

“wait we didn’t even ask taehee how she liked mark-“

“oKAY TAEHEE!! how did you like mark and how did you ask him out”

“ah i tend to overthink a lot-“

“oh isn’t that bad though?,” heechul says

“but when you get used to it it’s hard to stop,” janghoon tells him, “it just depends how you’re going to react to it”

“okay taehee continue”

“a lot of fans were saying we should date so i thought about it for a loooong time. and then i started paying more attention to mark like how he’s so dedicated and determined,,how he’s cute when he’s shy,,and how he’s like really helpful to those around him— i think that’s what captured me the most (*´ω｀*)”

“aww cute :((,” they say at her

“so how did you ask him out?”

“the only person who knew about my feelings back then was haechan,,so i asked him how should i do it. he said to just confess but i was also kinda ‘shy’ about it so i was like ‘nonono,,i won’t do that’”

kyunghoon asks, “did he know about mark’s feelings,” and mark nods at him

“so what did you do?”

“i,,(//∇//),,i tried flirting with him-“

“HAHAHAHAHAHA”

“AHH CUTE!!”

“i tried flirting with him but it won’t work bc he’s so dense also!,” then taehee hits mark on the shoulder

“really mark? you didn’t even once think that taehee liked you also?”

“like i was saying,,i tried to hide and push away my feelings. and she’s usually like that around other members so i thought she was just being her usual self with me”

“so what pushed taehee to confess?”

“actually, it’s ‘who’”

“was it haechan?”

“CORRECT!! i got into a bet- like a game,,with him the day before i confessed and i lost. his condition was that if i lost, i would confess to mark and he really really really made sure of that”

“how cute :((“

“this is like a kdrama HAHAHA”

“so i told him another pickup line that day-“

“TAEHEE!!,” heechul snorts

his reaction makes another whine come out from taehee and she’s like, “what am i supposed to do? i wasn’t ready!!!”

“does mark still remember the pickup line?”

“hmm it was in english,,it was- aH! ‘do you like haikyuu?’,,haikyuu is an anime,,’bc i laikyuu’”

“THAT’S SO CORNY HAHAHA”

“BUT IT’S GOOD THOUGH!!”

then heechul stands up again to give taehee a high five

“but when i told him that he still denied it!! he told me to go to yuta oppa and tell that to him!!”

“awww”

“so i was like,,’listen, i really really like you and if you don’t get that through your head i wouldn’t know what to do anymore’

“YOU SOUND LIKE YOU’RE THREATENING HIM”

“HAHAHAHAHAHHA”

then taehee got shy and hid her face in mark’s shoulder

“i just noticed the whole time they were standing really close to each other,,you can’t even see the space in between them”

then they gush over them for like the 92849294 time

“do you guys fight a lot?”

“as friends we fought a few times,,but i think now we understand each other more so i think i can say that we don’t really fight with each other anymore”

“ahhh”

“what were the members’ reactions when they found out you were dating?”

“they were really supportive!! they teased us from time to time but they’re really like,,fond of our relationship,,”

“how do you guys date?”

“at that time we tried to limit our like,,outings,,so we just stayed in our room for most of the time watching movies and eating”

“oH yOu gUyS sHArE a ROoM?”

some of them had like knowing looks on their faces and then mark’s like “NO DON’T THINK OF OTHER THINGS”

“HEY WE WEREN’T EVEN SAYING ANYTHING”

“HAHAHAHAHAHA”

“NO IT’S NOT LIKE THAT!!,” taehee chimes in, “we just like staying indoors and keep to ourselves”

“wait i also noticed something,” sangmin raises his hand

“what is it?”

“whenever taehee talks mark has a look in his eyes,,it’s very obvious that he loves her”

then taehee gets shy and spares a glance at mark and there IS a look in his eyes

like you know those times where mark’s eyes sparkle?? like there are stars in his eyes like 🥺

taehee just falls for him even more :((

“taehee give me five things you like about mark”

“he’s hardworking, he’s kind, he’s a great singer and he plays the guitar for me!! he’s reliable and i really like how he’s different offstage and onstage,,like he’s cute but when he’s onstage he’s like a different person”

“how bout you mark?”

“uhh taehee is considerate,,she puts others before herself,,she’s dedicated,,she treats her family well,,hmm and she dances really well!!”

ace couple

“taehee can you dance for us? then mark you play the guitar after :>>”

and then you see mark get really excited bc he’s gonna play the guitar meanwhile taehee’s like, “of cOURSE!!”

“her engergy- she’s so cute!!!!”

then they all stand off to the side while taehee dances

when she started they were like “OIIII” “WOAHH” “WAHH AMAZING”

they were really hyping her up!!

and you could easily tell how her passion is dancing

the way she flowed with every movement but still manages to hit all the points

her confidence

facial expressions,,,

i would fall for her too mark <//3

“she really is good,” janghoon mutters

“she is,” aND MARK LOOKS SO PROUD KDKAKFKSKF

markhee is cute no cap

then when she’s finished you can see heechul whisper something to mark then mark gets really flustered but just laughs it off

now it’s mark’s turn to play the guitar!!

he strums a few chords earning a few reactions from the bros + taehee!!

then he starts to play the song

and they sway to the melody

you see taehee’s cheeks get pink bc mark’s looking at her from time to time

which made the others get excited at what they’re witnessing

“ah this is so cute (*^▽^*)”

“i would marry mark,” soogeun blurts out which made taehee giggle

by the end of the song the guys clap for mark,,

and then there’s taehee at the side pressing her hands to her cheeks bc yes they’re warm and it’s bc of mark lee <//3

then they fist bump each other :>>

profile time!!

taehee wrote that ‘shouting in silence’ was one of her strengths just so that they could play the game 

so taehee played with heechul 

so off it was funny it’s hEECHUL + TAEHEE GUYS 

heechul would find every opportunity to tease tf out of taehee offscreen and onscreen 

one of the words that heechul had to guess were ‘mark’

so taehee kept shouting “MY BOYFRIEND!! MY BOYFRIEND!!”

it was so cute honestly :((

mark kept smiling and giggling and the other people were like ‘awwww’

when it was mark’s turn to play they kept teasing him cause he kept on making passes

he’s still cute so it’s aight <33

taehee won with a score of 4-2

the next game they were playing was a couple game!!

so person a had to feed person b but they're both blindfolded and they weren't allowed to touch/guide each other 

first one to finish the bowl of 자장면 wins!!!

so markhee vs hodong and soogeun

taehee would be the one to feed mark

they kept laughing all through out 

meanwhile hodong was like -.- bc soogeun kept on laughing 

anyways,,markhee won!! they're an ace couple what do you expect 

but mark got 자장면 all over his face so taehee was wiping it off with a tissue the staff gave her 

so the bros were like “아이구!! 아이구 아이구!!” 

so moving on to the q&a thingy 

taehee was so excited bc she's been wanting to use the hammer like this ever since she watched the show 

“we’ll not answer so you don't get to use it” - kim heechul

he gets hit anyways 

“okay so,,i get flustered whenever mark does this”

“kisses you suddenly!”

“hugs you in front of the members!”

“wrong!!! (*¯︶¯*)”

kyunghoon calls mark and asks him if he knows the answer but he shakes his head no 

“taehee mentioned awhile ago that mark plays the guitar,,so is it when he plays for you?”

“mmm that’s not the answer i'm looking for :>>”

“when he holds your hand!!,” she shakes her head again

“gIvE uS A cLuEEeEe”

“it’s something that he says,,,”

you see mark whisper to himself,,“something that i say?”

“i love you?”

“okay one last clue,,he says this when he's asking for attention,,,”

“joanie?” mark looks at her 

“who’s joanie?”

“my english name,” taehee says while heechul answers “여보?”

“자기”

then youngchul becomes smart again and mentions that mark and taehee speak to other english often,,”so perhaps...something like ‘baby’?”

he said baby in english so taehee was like “CORRECT!!”

and mark laughs while he claps his hands bc he’s lowkey shy now (っ˘ω˘ς )

“he doesn't call me that all the time but when he does my heart flutters”

and the whole sets uwuing all over again

“like when he’s waking me up for example and i can't get up,,,he’s gonna hug me and say ‘babyyyy, wake uppp’ (she said that in english)”

“AAAAAAAAA”

“아이구 아이구!”

“CUTE!!”

she laughs at their reactions, “IT’S NICE RIGHT??? (♡´ ω `)”

meanwhile mark was a MESS

shy baby uwu

“when was the last time he called you ‘baby’?”

taehee seems to think for a moment before she gets all jittery and flustered making the guys more interested in what she has to say 

“he was teaching me how to play a new song on the guitar,,,but instead of just telling me what the chords were he really like went behind me and put my hands in place (─‿─)”

midway through her story heechul, soogeun, and sangmin were already up and about on their seats 

“AHH MARK LEE!!”

“SUCH A SWEET BOYFRIEND”

“AHH CUTEEEE!!”

every scream intensified the more this episode progressed 

mark got even more shy so he was hiding his head on the table 

so taehee went over to him while laughing and ruffled his hair 

oKAYY MARK’S TURN!!

mark couldn't really think of a question

so since hyuck and johnny were in the waiting rooms with them before the show 

hyuck was the one to write down the question for him 

so as soon as mark read the question out loud he and taehee,,and the rest of the set burst out laughing 

“i get jealous of the other members when- HAECHAN WROTE THIS NOT ME”

“HAHAHA”

“AW CUTE”

“but i don't get jealous that often!!,” he defends himself 

“how bout when taehee cooks for the other members,,”

“she cooks for me too...”

“when she plays games on the computer when you guys are about to sleep,,so you go ‘babyyy’,” heechul’s imitation makes the rest laugh once again 

cue uwu shy mark lee

they give a few more guesses until mark back tracks and says that her playing games with the other members does make him a teensy tinsy bit jealous 

“but there was this one time she stayed beside me while playing games and i fell asleep,,( ◡‿◡ ). honestly,,i don't have any reason to get jealous of the other members since i know teehee’s mine anyways”

“OOOOOO MARK LEE”

“AA CUTE”

this time taehee was the flustered one,,,up to the point her face was getting hot and that she had to take a sip from her bottle 

“they’re so domestic,,” janghoon comments 

yes they are!!

markhee stans after watching the episode: WHEN’S THE WEDDING

anyways,,sadly the episode is coming to an end 

we got so much markhee content bc of this episode 

you've really seen the trust and adoration they have for each other :((

they won't say it out loud,,but the whole set of knowing bros feel like they're one of the idols who will get married and grow old together 

THEN BABY MARHEE IS GONNA BE PART OF DREAM :OO

that’s all for this episode!! you’ll get to see more markhee content (dating or not dating) in my following posts!!

have a nice day!! - markhee <33