#me about to throw the other 5 shows i wanna watch out the window just in case she does in fact have homoeroticism.......

[mackmp3]

so did you ever find out in tehre lesbians in doom patrol michelle gomez?? for research purposes.

i didnt want to look too hard in case i got spoilers but im pretty sure there are other queer characters just not her one? her name is laura & she looks pretty cool but even if its not confirmed she was like. half a centimeter away from that other womans face which is pretty in tehre lesbians in my opinion...........

[lvieee]

pictures and films | 沈泉锐

pairing : ricky x reader

genre : fluff

sypnosis : ricky does something different this time for your birthday

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MM/DD/YY

“today’s MM/DD/YY, y/n’s birthday. she’s at the restroom right now, and i’m going to be giving her this after we eat tho. she’s supposed to be here any minute-.” he says to the camera then getting interrupted by you coming back to the table.

“heyy” you say to the camera putting your arms around his neck. “why are you recording again” “just wanna document this”

“here are your menus, ring the bell when you’re ready to order.” the waiter say.

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“im so fullllll im going to explode” you say to the camera holding your stomach. “the steak was delicious” he says bringing the camera to the empty plates on the table.

placing the camera on the side of the table so it shows the both of you

he pulls out a book from his bag. “happy birthday.”

you take the book smiling, wondering what’s inside

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flipping through the other pages, some blank, so you two can add more for memories in the future. laughing and smiling nonstop you then reach the very last page of the book

“aahhh read that at homeee” he says his cheeks starting to heat up. “whyyy i wanna read it noww” you reply back. “fine”

tears starts to well up in your eyes, you can’t believe someone would put in this much effort for your birthday.

“that’s not all, i still have something to show you.”

pulling his laptop out, looking through his files. opening a video.

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11/29/21

"we're at the arcarde and she just made me switch with her cause she regrets not taking strawberry instead of vanilla" he says, zooming in the camera to the dessert infront of you "how's it?" he asks "10/10" you say smiling widely. he then brings the camera to him and shook his head.

12/1/21

"someone just got boba" he says while zooming into you about two meters away holding a large cup of bubble tea waving to the camera. "she's now running away from me now that she's got what she wants."

12/31/21

"we're here about to watch the countdown in like 5 more minutes." "she's afraid of fireworks" you hit him on the arm "hey im not" he then just shrugged.

02/03/22

"m taking over your camera from now on." you say while walking with him while he's hold the umbrella cause it's raining.

"we're supposed to go to the beach today but it's raining." he says pouting.

"and now we're going to his house" you say smiling to the camera

02/14/22

“its the 14th of february, valentines day. we’re going out to this restaurant later and i got her flowers.” he says showing the flowers while walking up to the front door of your house.

i’m here, u done? send

he was about to send you the message when the dokr suddenly opened revealing you "awwww you got me flowersss" you say in awe at how pretty the flowers are.

"happy valentines" he says handing you the bouquet of roses.

"heyy" you say waving to the camera. "where are you bringing me to?" you ask. "it's a surprise" he replies back

03/14/22

the camera pointing at you on the bus looking at the sunset outside the window. "look, it's so- you're recording again."

05/20/22

"it's someone's birthday today, i'm holding his camera and he's still sleeping, it's almost 10" you say to the camera trying to keep your voice low so you don't wake him up

opening the door, he suddenly wakes up from hos sleep "ahhhh got caught" you say to the camera pouting.

"happy birthday lovieee" you say throwing your arms around his neck. him rubbing his eyes, not saying anything his eyes trying to adjust to how bright the lights are.

putting the camera on top of the nightstand beside his bed

“wait lemme light up the candle” you say while trying to light up the candle on top of the cake you baked for him last night.

“aight make a wish” you say. smilling at you before putting his hands together and making a wish. he then opens his eyes and blows the candle.

you clap your hands, then taking frosting off the cake and smearing it on his nose. “happy birthday”

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“is this why you’re always documenting everything everytime we go out?” “well.. i just felt like recording it, i hadn’t thought of doing this back then.”

“do you like it?” he asks feeling kind of nervous cause he has never done this before.

“of course i do, the effort you put into making all this, i can’t imagine that.” you say. “anything for you.”

“happy birthday y/n”

[nyx-thedragon]

Newsies Novel Notes/Thoughts

hi hello howdy-do. I have finished reading the Newsies Novel PDF that I downloaded and I am here to share my notes/thoughts that I wrote down while reading. Once again, these are in order of when I thought of them

1- so Sarah is 16 and Davey is 15 canonically in the novel

2- Jack is Irish

3- the Jacobs family is Jewish (I think - I mean, why else would Davey mention the Irish boys and Jewish boys always fighting in his neighborhood if his family wasn't Jewish), that's cool!

4- Snyder's name is Nigel?? (throwing up ngl that does not fit him)

5- love that Kloppman is like a grandfather figure to the boys it's so sweet (Kloppman deserves the 'Best Adult in the Newsies Story' Award, right next to Denton)

6- Spot is ginger (scratching my head bc I never imagined him as ginger ever)

7- Davey is said to actually fight and hold his own when the mercenaries from the World show up (I like this better than him not being shown to fight in the movie - Davey can fight if he needs to, let the boy fight!!)

8- call me a hater, but once again the romance between Jack and Sarah is unneeded and feels kinda forced. the, what, second scene we see with them she's already kissing him? idk man it just feels forced and rushed, y'know?

9- okay I've never mentioned this before, but why was Sarah at the newsies rally??

10- Davey jumping on Snyder's back to distract him from grabbing Jack oh novel Davey I love you (why did they take away most of his fighting stuff in the movie??)

11- Les kicking a cop!!

12- Denton getting clubbed to protect Kid Blink (love you Denton)

13- a bunch of police falling through the trapdoor on the stage I wish that was in the movie

14- Jack using the fire curtain to get away from the police. very smart, shoutout to Race and Boots for that

15- Davey feeling guilty for not being arrested with the other newsies but also relieved that he wasn't ooh yeah I understand

16- objecting on the ground of "Brooklyn, yer honor" Spot Conlon the newsie that you are (that line is just so funny and iconic I love it so much I love that it's in the book and the movie)

17- the other newsies hearing Snyder's whole speech about Jack and his life instead of just Davey oooh why wasn't that in the movie what that would've been so interesting to see

18- "It's not fair" I love how Davey is vocal about his opinion instead of just looking at Jack with disappointment like in the movie

19- Les is not taken with to the Refuge to try to break Jack out. very smart, makes sense. so why was he taken with in the movie??

20- Davey watching the conversation between Jack and Pulitzer through the window

21- hate hate hate how Davey is spelled "Davy" in the book. it looks ugly without the "e"

22- "[Davey] felt as though someone he loved had died" in response to finding out Jack sold out to Pulitzer HELLO??? (my homo-alarm is going CRAZY)

23- WHO THE FUCK TORE UP JACK'S PICTURE OF HIS PARENTS!? I KNOW YOU'RE MAD BUT THAT'S TOO FAR, GUYS!! (also I forgot to note this down but I love that Jack has a picture of/with his parents it's so fucking cute. wanna explode whoever it is that tore it up though cuz what the fuck)

24- "You touch Davy and I'll..." oh? getting protective I see... (homo alert! homo alert!)

25- okay so Davey doesn't get beaten up by the Delanceys and instead Jack and the Jacobs siblings beat the two of them up with no issue. hmmm (why wasn't that in the movie? why did they have Sarah be a helpless girl who punched Oscar(?) once and then laid on the ground yelling? why was Davey not shown to fight well enough to not get beaten up by the Delanceys in the movie?? novel Davey and your fighting ability, I will avenge you)

26- Mayer giving Jack some of his old clothes and some food and telling him he'll always have a home with them oh don't make me cry that is so sweet

27- we lost that sweet scene with Mayer and Jack in the movie I can't believe this that would've been such a good scene! could've gotten rid of the rooftop scene with Sarah if there was worry about the runtime being too long, it would've been a much better scene imo (grgrgrggrrgr Mayer Jacobs and Jack Kelly father-son relationship I will avenge you!!) (this is also partially because I am still a hater of the Sarah/Jack relationship/romance because it was so not needed imo)

28- "I wanted to go to Santa Fe, but my real family was right here all along" (YES! GREAT WAY TO END THE STORY! oh my goodness the movie added the Sarah/Jack kiss instead of having this line??? bro I need to have a conversation with the scriptwriters or whoever it was that approved these changes oh my GOD) (i'm assuming the novel came before the movie when I say this)

There was at least one other thing that I didn't end up actually writing down but mentioned when I was annotating the PDF last night but then the annotations disappeared?? for some reason?? when I went to finish reading this morning so I don't know what it was. maybe I'll remember it later? probably not tbh :(

and something that I typed up while watching the movie last night before starting to read the PDF (it is, once again, about the romance subplot. please forgive me for being such a huge and vocal hater about it, it just pisses me off soooo much for some reason):

"dude genuinely the romance subplot was not needed. and the scene with Jack and Sarah on the roof could've been replaced with a scene of like, the newsies talking about the strike and maybe some of them bringing up concerns or something. or even Davey interacting with the newsies and getting to know them. or show how he's dealing with being the co-leader of a whole strike at fifteen years old. something like that.

sorry not sorry but I am very very adamant that not every fucking story needs a romance subplot. especially not this one. I would say if they absolutely had to have a romance subplot, have it be between Jack and Davey, but this movie was made in 1992 and that probably wouldn't have gone over super well, let's be honest."

okay, that's all for now. I might try writing a little newsies fic / one-shot at some point soon-ish? maybe. it will probably be Javey with a bit of background Sprace and Jack / Spot friendship if I ever do get around to it.

uhh have a good day everyone! stay cool :3

[tainted-liquor]

'Pick Up The Phone.⋆♱☠︎︎

GhostFace!Hobie Brown / BlackFem!Reader Ingredients: Lemon Zest, salt and tears, and low sugar. (Suggestive, angsty, v little fluff.) TWs: Swearing, YOU LITERALLY DIE!! HOBIE KILLS YOU!, biting kink, murder W/C: 1k! A/N: You get manhandled by Hobie. That's it bae there's no love

It was a freezing cold night, the wind whistling as the rain pattered against your window. You hummed to yourself as you walked back and forth between your kitchen and bedroom, placing more snacks on your nightstand with each trip. You decided to cancel your plans with your friends tonight due to the weather and stay warm and happy under your blanket. After dragging half of your pantry into your bedroom, you threw your phone down on the top of the blanket and made yourself comfortable. You surfed through Netflix to find something entertaining to watch before your phone rang loudly next to you.

There wasn't a caller ID, so you let it ring as you continued to surf through the various shows and movies on all your streaming platforms until your phone rang again...somehow louder? You sighed as you declined the call, adamant about not taking calls from unfamiliar numbers. It was likely your psycho ex, so you brushed it away, turning on a random movie. The soft ambiance of 'My Girl' filled your bedroom, stuffing your hand into a bag of hot fries as you pulled your blankets up slightly. All was well for about 5 minutes until you got the same call again.

You groaned loudly, holding yourself back from throwing the remote halfway across the room as you paused your movie to answer the call with an extremely irritated "WHAT!?" There was no noise only the other end for a brief moment, followed by a low chuckle as you could almost hear the strangers grin. "Don't be like that...Why don't you wanna chat with me, lovey?" The strange voice asked. It was unfamiliar, and laced with a thick and heavy Londoner accent. It would have been hot, but due to the circumstance, you felt nothing but confusion. "Who is this?" You replied, fight-or-flight senses telling you immediately that something was wrong.

"C'mon, Dove, you tell me your name n I'll tell you mines." He spoke, that voice ringing in your ears like the most seductive lullaby you had ever heard. "Sorry, Mr. Mysterious...that's not how we get down around here." You enunciated, being extremely mindful that this was a stranger on the other line. He chuckled coldly as his once charming and flirtatious giggle turned slightly crazed and deranged before muttering a small "Thas' alright...cute outfit you're wearin'. See you soon." Your eyes shot open as he hung up the phone, giving you no time to process anything of what he said before you ran to make sure all doors and windows were locked. Sure, it could've just been some sort of sick prank call. But down here? Oh no baby we don't take chances.

The next 10 minutes were hell as you turned off the TV, quickly locking yourself in your room with a kitchen knife. You hushed your breathing, allowing yourself the full advantage of pure silence to scope out any threats or unusual noises. You fumbled with your phone as you went to dial 911 with your shakey hands. "Yes, hello?" You whispered. "I need the police here immediately, there was a call...I think someones gonna attempt to break into my house."

"Okay, stay on the line we'll-" The call dropped. "FUCK!" You shouted as you attempted to recharge your dead phone. There was a loud crash that sounded that breaking wood, biting back tears as you slipped into the closet as silently as possible. There was a series of thuds that sounded like heavy boots before your doorknob began to jiggle. Whoever was on the other end wanted in, and they wanted in BAD.

There was silence as you let go of a breath you were holding, relaxing slightly as you leaned back on a coat in your closet in relief. All of that serenity left your body when you heard the loudest bangs and cracks of your life, watching through the crack of the closet as your door came flying off its hinges. Tears flooded your vision as you attempted to stay calm, biting down on your finger to prevent yourself from screaming at the top of your lungs.

"Oh, you...what you think I'm stupid?" The man spoke as he waltzed into your room. He was tall...REALLY tall. He wore a rather scratched ghost face mask and all-black clothing, a crop top that had the arms ripped off, and a multitude of belts that held up his low-rise tight jeans. "You think I'm some sort of joke, dove?" He chuckled before pausing in front of the closet, facing the direction of the window before plunging his fist straight through the wood, grabbing you by your hair, and ripping you out with a feverish smile. "See, there you are pretty girl..." He cooed as he watched you scream and squirm, attempting to shank him repeatedly with the knife.

He quickly used his free hand to grab your wrist, pulling you up on your feet by a fistful of your hair as he quickly threw the knife away from your grasp. "C'mon, don't fight me dove, I only wanna talk to you..." he continued to coo as he held you painfully tight, fearing he'd break your spine as he held you flush against his chest. You sobbed into his chest, biting and scratching as he only groaned lowly at the sensation. "Hmm...'s not gonna 'urt me. It'd do the opposite actually" he laughed, cold and heartless. You utilized the fact that your legs were left to dangle, delivering a sharp knee to his groin and slipping away from him.

You didn't even wait to see his reaction as you grabbed your phone and ran out of your apartment. You screamed as loud as you could, chest heaving and throat burning from your rapid and strained breathing. It hurt, every single time you breathed it felt like fire. You rounded the corner, practically flying down the stairs as you dialed up 911 on your phone. Tears silently coursed down your face as you relaxed, attempting to catch your breath.

There was a sharp pain and a seemingly innocent giggle. You looked down to see a knife plunged straight into your stomach, painting your beautiful pajama set in a shade of ruby. You turned to look behind you, seeing another ghost face mask, only this one's hair was fully visible. Long, silky, brown hair flowed from the top of his mask as he muttered a low "There's always two, new guy."

The tall, 'emo' one descended the stairs slowly, looking you straight through your soul through his mask, lifting it up so you could see his unfortunately gorgeous features. "G'nite, love." He spat, delivering a kiss to your forehead, cupping both sides of your face in his hands oh so gentle hands.

*crack!*

[knightyoomyoui]

Jihyo x M Reader- “Catching Feelings”

I'M BACK!

Before I start, I wanna greet a Happy 26th Birthday first to our very own Park Jihyo, the goddess main vocalist, dancer and leader of TWICE!

Now before y'all explore this story that will kick-off Set 5, I just want to say that I never wanted or intended to mix this one with a smut, but I had to because I'm trying to explore other new things to input in my works.

That WAS my very first rule before I started this book but I guess I finally broke it.

So... since y'all know that this has a smut, I want also to remind everyone that this is my first time writing one so please try to understand me readers if I suck narrating it just like how I suck at writing a story.

Now, yeah... again let's start Set 5 shall we?

WARNING: includes mature content, smut, R+18

You woke up in the middle of 6AM in the early morning. Blinking your eyes rapidly as you recover your vision, you groaned with the soothing stretch of your newly awakened body.

Looking at the curtain covered window of your bedroom with your squinted eyes, you saw that the sun hasn't shine very bright yet, making you realize that you indeed woke up very early.

You checked the time in your cellphone before turning it off immediately due to your eyes can't endure the radiation coming from the bright screen of your device.

Placing it on the nightstand beside your bed, you stirred your body to the other side; whereas your sight stayed there for a minute.

A naked body of the woman was still sleeping peacefully. Her front compressed into yours, arm placed atop of your chest which squeezes her voluptous free breasts together.

But ofcourse, the very first thing that you admire the most at this woman beside you that effectively steals your glance whenever you look at her is the gorgeous face of your friend named Jihyo.

You may be asking to yourself, "wait wait, what did you just mentioned at the very last words?"

Yeah. the f- word. Yes, I did say that.

Friends.

Now you're shocked, I see.

But first, before I help the scenario to explain so that you can understand, let's watch them first as I nearly began to make you understand.

As your gaze descended to her nude body cuddling you sweetly, you discovered also that you were sharing the same lack of clothing as her right now. Both naked bodies wrapped in a thick white blanket.

It made you also remember what led to both of you looking like this in your queen-sized bed.

Here we go.

Last night, you just finishing washing the plate you used to eat the last remaining slice of cake from your birthday when you heard a streak of knocks on your door.

You peeked at the peephole, seeing Jihyo standing in front of your door. She was wearing her uniform from work which tells you that she just arrived home at this night hour.

Opening the door, she looked at you at you did the same as you greeted her.

"Hey, Ji. Why are you here?"

She did not respond. Instead, she maintained her unamused demeanor as she looked at you. Not interested to talk about it, so she walked inside while shoving you in through your chest. You were astonished when Jihyo lunges on you in a forceful kiss after you kicked the door shut. A chorus of her whimpers is being played as she pulls your head towards her, brushing her plump lips into yours and the rhythm of your wet tongues colliding. "Ji, what the-," you said after she let go. "I'm so exhausted right now...", she harshly pushed you again, this time with enough power to send you crashing back to the plush sofa behind you. You sat after landing on the cushions as a result of her push. What follows is Jihyo unbuttoning her blouse and throwing it away, showing her massive delicious breasts barely concealed by her white laced bra. You gulped as you felt hot from Jihyo's sudden increase in wildness, now that one of her most alluring parts of her body is entirely exposed exclusively for you. "I've been thinking about this before the last hour ran out so that the shift could end and I could leave...", she said as she grasped the waistband of your underwear and jersey shorts and dragged it down on your ankles, displaying your semi-erected cock extremely close to her face. "All I want to do is rest... with this..." She gripped your cock and massaged the tip at a dangerously slow pace, causing it to harden and enlarge as she felt the pulsate in her warm hands. You moaned as Jihyo began to stroke your cock at a slow pace. "... so please let me unwind by pleasuring you, daddy," Jihyo begged as she pressed her cheek on the length of your cock, accidentally making a cute face as your throbbing wood was there beside, successfully turning you on even more. You can only nod as you are rendered speechless by Jihyo's activation of the kink she prefers to have with you ever since you two began to engage in sexual activities on that night when you were both drunk. And that's when your friendship with Jihyo evolved into friends with benefits, with the lone rule she said that the two of you agreed on ensuring that you both remember it every time you two will do this.

"No romantic feelings involved okay? Just us doing sex, temptations and nothing more. Deal?", it rang onto your mind very detailed.

Jihyo was now sucking your length, even mixing it with a few of licks and slurps, never leaving any portion of your cock tainted with her saliva and your pre-cum. Not to mention that her tempo had increased and she was now aggressively bobbing her head up and down, gliding her mouth and tongue down your entire length, even attempting a deepthroat. "Have I told you before how much I love your cock, daddy~?", she seducively asked you as she paused before proceeding to involve your full balls as she played it on top of her palm. All you could do was groan and grunt, especially as you were towards the end of your endurance, causing the volume to rise.

Jihyo easily noticed it so she hurried her sloppy sucking more on your helpless pulsating cock.

"Aghhh Jihyo... I-I'm cumming... I'm cumming!"

With the final roar, you burst out a huge load of white cream inside her mouth which she just basically chugged it like she was just drinking a milk.

She lets out a refreshed sigh and showed you her empty mouth, proof that no signs of your thick semen left on her.

"You can still give me some more, right Daddy? I don't feel relaxed yet.", she said in a sultry tone.

"Don't worry, Jihyo. Daddy's still has a lot of energy left in him, and Daddy's is willing to share some for being such a nice girl.", you said, joining the flow of the kink. You stood up as you grabbed Jihyo's head as she also rose up along with you.

"But, shall we transfer to the bedroom to get ourselves cozy?", Jihyo agreed before you catched her as she crashed her body, wrapping her legs and arms around her waist and neck as the two of you shared another passionate kiss.

Dropping her to your bed, you quickly stripped off your shirt as well as the remaining fabrics still attached to her.

Aligning your cock in her pussy, you slowly inserted it inside and slowly thrusted on her as each bodies rocked in a missionary position.

You indulged on her jiggling huge mounds, sucking and flicking the hardended nipples with your tongue, adding another shock of pleasure within her as she moaned louder.

You massaged each orbs, giving and treating them equally by tasting each, even burying your face in the middle of her cleavage, comfortably feeling the softness of her breasts pressed on your cheeks.

"Oh yes... ugh... I know you love my tits daddy, mmh squeeze them harder please..."

You are very happy to oblige.

You followed what she said before locking again her mouth by kissing her. She trapped your head once again and even with her legs as she compressed her body even more to yours as you kept on fucking her.

She informed you that she was near to reach to orgasm so you pounded roughly onto her loving hole, thus creating a squeaking sound on the bed.

"Daddy... oh oh I-I'm cumming... mmh I'M CUMMINGGG!!!"

She lets out a loud moan as she sprayed  a waterfall of her juices around your cock that is still inside her and also staining the bedsheet with the extra residue escaped.

You still haven't cum yet so you maintained the intense hammering onto her tight little cunt as you can also feel that you are on the verge of meeting the end too.

"You're on a birth control right?"

"Yes, you can fill me up Daddy I need it so bad..."

Three last strong strokes and you did it, splashing a second load of your thick white creamy liquid inside her.

Both of you let out a huge exhausted breaths before Jihyo kissed you again. Refilling the energy again, Jihyo pushed you aside and sat at the top of your thighs where she helped you ride out your orgasm.

"It's working, Daddy. I'm getting energized again. But... please, let me do the work next so I can prove it to you.", she said before she squatted and rubbed the tip of her cock to her clit before bringing her body down to insert  your hard cock inside her.

You felt her walls clenched on you.

"Oh Jihyo... you're so damn tight!"

"You're so fucking big and thick daddy, I still can't believe I can have it all... you're stretching me so wide!"

And after that you two engaged into another intimate duel where she rode you in a cowboy position before engaging to a few more around your bedroom, name it being spooning, dogstyle, 69 etc.

Now very spent, you two decided to lay down together on your bed to finally have a legit rest, too exhuasted that both even forgot that neither of you haven't taken a dinner yet.

And that's what happened.

You felt Jihyo swirled her body slightly as she slowly woke up afterwards, groaning at the comfortable spot she's in. She looked at you and smiled.

"Good morning, Ji."

"Morning too, Y/NN", she greeted back. "It's still early yet right?"

"Yeah, can't believe we're already recharged after what we did last night.", you hilariously said.

"Don't feel so though. Why, do you?"

"Nah. I still feel drained also.", she nodded.

"I'm sorry for randomly visiting you in the middle of the night by the way. Perhaps you were busy or doing something important that maybe I unintentionally interrupted?"

"There's no problem, Ji. I wasn't even doing anything that can make me busy last night. I just finished eating my cake before you barged in."

"You sure?"

"I am, promise.", she pouted and lowered her head more, frown deepened as you recognized that she was still rather feeling sad about it.

"Ji, I swear you didn't made me think of you as if I want you to get out of house because I want to be alone, cmon now.", you pulled her head closer beside your chest as you combed her strands of hair gently. "Don't be sad, okay."

"I'm sorry with the mood swings, maybe the stress of having enormous amount of workloads in my office affects me still.", she sighed.

"It's fine, atleast you shared it now atleast that you have a reason.", you tried to cheer her up.

"Do you sincerely forgive me, YN?"

"I swear."

"I don't think you meant it."

"Eh? What's more do you want me to do, Ji?", you confusingly asked her.

"What I want?"

She unraveled her naked body by taking off the blanket covering her body. Her hands travelled down beneath your torso where she reached for your unerected cock and gave it some squeeze. To help it become hard again, she took your hand and guided it in her big tits where you began caressed and mashed it.

"This might be enough to make me fully convinced that I'm a nice girl for you again, daddy~", she bit her lips as she heard you let out a turned on whimper at how relaxing her touch feels on your now re erected cock again.

"Fine. Now turn yourself around and let daddy taste you. After this, we definitely need to have shower and breakfast because we haven't even got to ate dinner last night. I'm hungry", she chuckled at your statement.

"Alright, let's make it quick then. I'm starving too.", she replied, breaking off her "daddy's girl" role for a second.

THE NEXT DAY

You just returned from the house of your cousin who landed from his plane that brought him back to South Korea from Los Angeles after finishing his contract there abroad as a lab researcher.

The stay went on for 3 hours as both catched up immediately through times passed where each of you never had each other very near to spend it all as bestfriends. Before you left, he gave you a bar of Toblerone chocolate as his gift, one for you and one for Jihyo.

Remembering that you'll be able to pass through the road where Jihyo's beauty parlor is located, you decided to pay her a visit instead and invite her to come with you for a dinner.

Parking the car at the sidewalk, you were about to enter the parlor by opening the glass door when you saw something that made you halt.

Jihyo was talking to some other guy, sitting very close to each other and seemingly enjoying their conversation together, as you can see how Jihyo's face crumpling and her mouth widening from her laughter along with the guy.

You mindlessly became even more serious and transformed into very curious based from what you're seeing.

It had you invested to know who is this mystery guy.

But you shook all the thought away as you concluded it was just her co-worker anyways as you noticed that his outfit may be different to Jihyo but for sure it still belongs to their workplace as uniform.

So you just portrayed it as a simple close manager-employee connection.

You furrowed your eyebrows in perturbed at your own self as to why you were even thinking this very seriously.

It was just Jihyo's friend, you assured yourself. Why are you even calming yourself down, you asked confsedly to yourself.

Huffing some air, you grabbed the handle of the door and entered the parlor where your entrance garnered many attention from the people inside, including Jihyo who stopped her talking along with the guy.

"YN?"

"Yo."

"Hey... w-what are you doing here?", she  astoundedly asked you as she slowly stood up from her seat and walked towards you.

"Paying a visit. Well, I was from Namjoon's house to see him since he just arrived here earlier from LA."

"Wait, Namjoon oppa's back?!"

"Yup, for vacation. He said he wants to meet you also so... settled on day off?"

"It's on.", she accepted.

"So yeah... since I'm about to drive through this address anyway on the way back to my home so might as well do the same also... to see you.", you explained. "Dinner's on me, samgyup?"

"Oh my God yes please, I'm craving."

"Then samgyup it is."

"You're gonna wait here? My shift's about to be over in less than half an hour now anyways."

"Yeah... I could use some... haircut anyway to make me less bored.", Jihyo understood. She guided you to one of the vacant seats and being the special customer, she offered you her own service by doing your haircut by herself.

Nearly less than 5minutes remaining before her shift ends, Jihyo wrapped up your haircut as she take off the barber cloth on you, untangling it from behind your neck.

You checked yourself on the mirror with your fresh faded style haircut and to be honest, you were definitely impressed by Jihyo's skills.

"Wow, Ji. It looks so good.", you said as you tilted your head nack and forth to take a peek at the sides.

"You look even more handsome tonight, YN.", she said. Without noticing it, you didn't know that you blushed at her compliment especially when you glanced at her reflection on the mirror, smiling brightly while looking also at your fresh new look; signifying that her comment was very true.

"A-ah thanks.", you giggled. "Cmon, I can help you guys clean the place before we go.", she tried to insist but you pleaded for her to let you which she had no choice but to allow.

You arrived with her at the samgyupsal resto where you and her didn't waste any more time to enjoy the food and became delighted at each other's happy talks and yummy servings of food scattered around your table.

After having dinner with Jihyo, she requested to try the newly built parking lot theatre just beside the apartment standing few establishments away from the resto.

You learned that this theatre is only limited for 3 days for everyone who can manage to get a spot in the parking lot. It was actually a promo in return from the celebration of the apartment's 30th anniversary.

Fortunately, you spotted a slot available on the 3rd row just for you to park the car and prepare yourselves for the upcoming movie to be showed. In coincidence, it was Jihyo's favorite movie that was presented next. You watched it together where both of you laughed and cried at the mood of some scenes.

Now driving on your way back to your safe haven, you didn't noticed that Jihyo was already fell asleep after she became silent as she was summarizing to you what just happened to the movie you two just watched.

Opening your garage, you parked your car there and exited to carefully reach Jihyo and carry her in a bridal style as you don't want to disrespectfully disturb her sleep.

You led her to your bedroom where you nicely laid her there and fix her sleeping posture along with her pillow and the blanket to make herself more comfortable.

You just watched Jihyo undoubtedly muttering to yourself how she does look very beautiful and adorable when she's on her peaceful state.

You two are bestfriends for so long and yes you had slept with her on your several overnights together with her from young up until to these days where your relationship with her has somewhat changed now and less innocent compared from before.

You had the chance to witness her resting figure throughout the years but you don't know why only at these time you got so invested and drawed on her charming features.

It's like... unlike your normal friendship with her where you want to just spend your time with her... it evolved to the point where you don't want her to leave your sight at all also.

You clarified to yourself that it doesn't mean anything at all and it just normal to praise her beauty.

You can't break the rule. It reminded you.

"Yeppeuda.", you whispered and smiled timidly.

You patted her head and was about to head back on your living room to sleep on the couch for the night when it struck you with shock as you felt Jihyo's hand holding your wrist.

"J-Jihyo?!", you panickedly called her name.

"Where are you going?", she asked you while her eyes are half litted.

"Uhh at the c-couch. I'm going to sleep there."

"Why not here?"

"Huh?"

"Pabo, are you embarassed to sleep beside me? You're acting as if we never shared the same bed together, might include also our heated moments.", she teased you. You got embarassed hearing that.

"I-it's not that... I just want to give you privacy for t-tonight.", you reasoned.

"No. Sleep with me."

"Jihyo..."

"Please~~~", her tone became cuter which was impossible for your soft spot in your heart to resist.

"Aish, fine you baby.", Jihyo giggled and swept aside to give you some space. You laid beside her and switched the lights off.

"Goodnight, Y/NN."

"Goodnight, Ji."

You faced to the opposite direction, your face facing Jihyo's own.

You closed your eyes and sighed heavily as you tried to shut down your body to sleep although the weird uncomfortable sensation is distracting you.

It became even more useless when you suddenly felt her body wrapped onto yours, her small arms arms looped around your waist and her face buried in your back.

"Hehe... thanks for being my cuddle buddy.", she said before dozing off to sleep. You blushed harder as you heard her say it softly. Before you finally slept also, you glanced at her tender hands attached to your body.

3 DAYS LATER

"YN you there?", Jihyo shouted from inside the dressing area. She checked if you were still there waiting from outside while she's trying all the outfits caught her interest to be worth buying with. This is the third time she's about to change again into another outfit since the first two didn't satisfy you as you thought those two doesn't suit her. "Still here.", you said, although not going lie to yourself that the free sample of that men's cologne section right in front of you from the distance is irking your curiosity to check it by yourself which however, would cost your guard from Jihyo so you rather remained on monitoring.

"I'm done, what about this?", she opened the door and revealed herself again to you for the 3rd time.

You scanned her from head to tone and good heavens, you probably found already the perfect dress for her. Your eyes widened and jaw dropped at how it perfectly fits her.

She looks so immaculate and breathtaking to look at. Her spin as she twirls the hem of her dress and her short black hair to the air felt like she was moving slow-mo and all you have to do is to get mesmerized at her beauty as your heart beat intensifies and senses blackened like the usual admirer would feel whenever he/she sees his/her crush looking so dashing.

Admirer, yes. Your feelings for her grew for the past days and all of the signs threw you to the reality that you are indeed having a crush now on your bestfriend Jihyo when you decided to ask this concern with the help from your cousin Namjoon as you facetimed him last night.

You told him the entire story from what made you develop this strange feelings that only appears whenever she's around or when she's near at you, specifically the night where you visited her at the parlor and saw her conversing with her male co-worker which both seemed to be very happy having their time alone together.

Namjoon also guessed that the reason why you suddenly grown a loving romantic fond towards Jihyo is the fact that both of you were currently still single and never had any relationship from somebody else before. And also that you and her were frequently close to one another most of the time (not to mention, your intimacy moments with her ever since the friends with benefits rule  was installed after you and Jihyo accidentally had sex without each other's right consciousness due to alcohol), that might've led you to feel different when you see Jihyo almost expressing same level of emotions she's having to you on other guy.

It made you wonder when Namjoon inserted the question if there's a possibility that Jihyo could be feeling the same thing since she only had you as the guy whom she's very close with but you believe that it must've shrunk now that you have another contender to win her heart.

In addition, your cousin asked you on when do you plan to confess your feelings, you only answered if there's the time you finally mustered up the courage to tell her. Namjoon then cautioned to him that he must kept an eye on Jihyo to make himself aware if he ain't too late yet.

After your conversation with Namjoon ended, you got sad as you can't even tell him properly that confessing to Jihyo won't be that easy because of your "benefits" thingie going on between you and her. Ofcourse it would be super cringey and embarassing if you will just randomly gonna share to others that you're fucking your longtime bestfriend without any glimpse of deep admiration within one another.

You shrugged it off your mind as you remembered what happened last night to avoid ruining your mood and your  funtime with Jihyo. Focusing back, you were able to comment just as when she was about to woke your senses back up.

"That's fantastic. Jihyo that one's my pick.", you said, pointing at the red dress she's wearing.

"Really?", you nodded in confirmation.

"I mean... I have to agree with you. I'm also loving the design and style of this brand.", Jihyo said as she looked around below on her red dress. "Okay, it's settled. I'll wear this for tomorrow.", she grinned.

"Tomorrow? What do you in tomorrow?"

"Oh it's our boss' birthday. She and her husband invited us on her house to join them celebrate and we all accepted. Part of showing our gratitude for her kind treatment to us her employees, her invitation and respect if I may include.", she replied.

"Also...", Jihyo became flushed at the thought inside her head. You looked at her as you waited for her follow up.

"I wanted to showoff on Daniel when he meets me tomorrow.", she looked away, flustered from her prepared plan.

"So you b-brought me here t-to help you decide what clothes you're gonna wear to... i-impress him?", you nearly cracked your voice at the last words as the abnormal shots of your heart makes you wince painfully at how it hurts knowing the reason why she dragged you along with her in the first place.

You thought this day will only surround with you and her only.

Not including anyone...

Not even that guy... Daniel.

No one.

You may be sounding possessive but yeah... love can definitely turn you selfish.

What's even the point of disregarding that thought you were thinking earlier about your talk with Namjoon just to prevent your mood shift and destroying your day with her when she's literally the one instead who did the move?

You didn't want to hurt yourself about her but instead it all flipped backwards, she's the one who did it by herself to hurt you about... the reality of what she should be for you.

"Yup. You're a life-saver, YN.", she smiled sweetly at you and clasped her hands in gratitude. Hearing thank yous makes you happy that atleast it tells you that you are helpful but this one's an exception.

"If only you know how much I struggled thinking of what should I wear because I'm panicking that he might not notice how much I prepared also for him.", she sighed. "But I'll try this and still continue with my goal tomorrow, thanks to you YN.", she hugged the new red dress she finally preferred.

"Welcome.", you fakely smiled.

"Cmon, let's pay now to the cashier.", she walk away ahead from you who stood still at your position, stunned at the devastation you're feeling to hear that she's very motivated to chase for him.

Maybe it doesn't matter anymore either you do it or not, you won't win in result of both options anyways, you thought.

THE NEXT DAY

You were currently playing a song from your playlist while playing a guitar when you heard some knocking sounds coming from the person outside your front door.

Furrowing your eyebrows in curiousity, you peeked at the peephole to see who might that be and in your complete bewilderment, you didn't expect this person to be standing in your territory one day.

You opened the door to see the figure of this familiar man in your eyes who has the same height as yours, but what caught your attention more is Jihyo who looks very out of herself, clutching one of her arm around him who seems to be doing his best to support the drunk woman in her stance.

"U-uh... hello. Are you perhaps, YN?", he asked politely.

"I am. How did you know my name and... what happened to this one?", you asked back not leaving your stare at him as you pointed Jihyo who is mumbling nonsensical words and even being touchy and clingu at Daniel who seems uncomfortable at her unstable state.

"You're so cuteee Daniel mmmm~~", Jihyo blabbered while squishing Daniel's biceps. You began fuming in anger due to the jealousy you're getting from Jihyo's clingy actions.

"Jihyo has been saying your name over and over then I asked her who are you. She answered me simply as "bestfriend". Then I remembered that she once mentioned to me about you that you live in front of her house so I followed her address on the phone.", he summarized. " Oh and also... she drinked too many glasses of vodka. We tried to stop her but she didn't listen."

"My name is Daniel by the way.", he introduced himself before he passed Jihyo to you carefully. "I have to go now."

"Thanks.", you simply replied in a serious tone. Daniel just nodded before heading back on his car.

You and Jihyo entered your house and closed the door. You guided Jihyo who is laughing without in her normal conscience towards the bedroom.

You peruaded Jihyo to lay down on your bed but she fought back and instead pulled you closer to her as she tried to engage with you on a sloppy kiss.

"Daddy please punish your babygirl, I had fun without you... I am such a bad girl for daddy~", she pleaded as you struggled to get rid of yourself away from her grasp.

"No, Jihyo. Stop. No sex for tonight, you have to rest, You're drunk."

Being more well-built and stronger that her, you escaped her hold as you saw her pout where you speared yourself away from her. She began rolling and switching every angle in the bed as she groaned when she felt the comfy texture of it.

You saw her tried to catch you again by lifting herself up off the bed only to fail when her drunk state won over. "C-come here... daddy, I need you-", she hiccuped between her words before she slowly succumbed to sleep.

You sighed and shook your head at how problematic Jihyo is being for you tonight.  You helped to fix her sleeping posture to a comfortable one before you left the bedroom and sat silently rewinding the issue you're having with Jihyo regarding of you having a crush with her.

"Will still do anything for you, Jihyo... even if I lost, aren't I?", you mumbled to yourself before lowering your body down on the couch and stared at the ceiling during your reprocessing of thoughts.

1 WEEK LATER

Jihyo and Daniel were talking about that rude customer that they encountered earlier and spoke out their opinions and perspective about what happened. It stopped when both her and Daniel exited the parlor.

"I gotta go now Jihyo, I still have to take a visit first on my girlfriend before I go home."

Jihyo halted in her steps. Her wide smile she was encasing suddenly vanished when she heard of something she was wishing that she could've just misintepreted it or something.

"W-what?"

"I said, I gotta go now because my girlfriend told me she'll be waiting for me when the parlor closed.", Daniel laughed. He noticed that Jihyo was still staring seriously at him which he felt awkward looking back at her big rounded eyes.

"G-girlfriend?"

"Yeah girlf- wait, haven't I shared you about this earlier?", Daniel paused as he tred to remember if he did. "Ohhhh wait, I didn't! Now I understand why you got shocked. I thought you just didn't heard me well or something", he said. Jihyo remained silent.

"Sorry for not enlightening about it. Yes, Jihyo...

I do have a girlfriend now. Guess what, she answered me back yesterday!", Daniel erupted in joy. However, Jihyo's heart just shattered into tiny pieces as Daniel sounded very happy that he's into with another girl rather than her.

"This is where I will leave you now, Ji. Be safe okay? Goodbye!", Daniel hurriedly departs from Jihyo who only returned the greet lamefully.

Now all alone, Jihyo feel like she's on the verge of crying out hard as her first heartbreak affected her too much from the failure of capturing her crush's feelings who is now taken with some other girl.

She tried to swipe away the drops of tears slowly dropping from her eyes. Instead of pure immense sadness, it was replaced by anger and disappointment all pointed directly at herself.

And she has an idea in mind already on how to make herself feel better atleast.

You opened the door when you heard a knock, presenting Jihyo who seemed to have such a bad day based from her colorless, blank, and pale expression within her face.

Emerging quick, she ran onto you and crashed herself for a rough kiss with you. You tried to seperated yourselves away from one another but Jihyo tried to continue gaining physical contact at you.

"Jihyo....

Jihyo... stop please

Ji-

JIHYO, ENOUGH!", you unintentionally pushed her away with force. Jihyo just looked at you unbelievably.

"Why, YN? What's stopping you? Huh? You want this, right?"

"Jihyo, please I don't want to do it tonight."

"And again that's the only thing that you've been keep on saying from these past few days. The same repetitive bullshit. No interest, mood, energy blah blah blah. What happened to us who were actively engage having sex before?", Jihyo frustratingly asked you.

"I- I just don't want to just randomly fuck whenever we want, Ji. I told you the reasons and I'm serious with it."

"You've been like this for more than a week now, YN. There has to be something else more than that. Tell me."

"Only those, Ji. Wait, what happened to you anyways why are you being so mad at me?"

"Daniel has his own girl now, and its not me.", Jihyo blurted out with jealousy. "My crush doesn't like me, and I don't know how to feel about that."

You got shocked at what she said. Eyes widened, mouth agaped at the woman who uncontrollably just let her tears flow in her cheeks.

"W-what? H-he....", you tried to speak up but no words were coming to help you build your response.

"And now i'm here who was planning to atleast have some fun with you because I needed you but you're still keeping that same excuse again for me.", Jihyo disappointingly remarked.  I'm sorry I'm not buying it anymore, YN. So answer me, what's the real reason behind all of that, huh."

"I-I can't... I can't tell you.",

"Why? What is it, are you keeping a secret from me?", she furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms. "Is that why you are now changed, YN? Is that what i-"

"YES. IT'S BECAUSE OF THAT!", you didn't let her finish anymore as you finally erupted from the anger comsuming and filling your insides. "I CHANGED BECAUSE OF THAT ONE GODDAMN SECRET I'M KEEPING FROM YOU, AND THAT IS BY HOW I JUST PLACED MYSELF RIGHT NOW DEEPLY FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOU!", you shouted at Jihyo who was astounded at your confession.

"H-huh? Y-you... that was a j-joke right YN?", Jihyo tried to be denial but that won't it gone easily on you.

You chuckled as tears began pouring down on your face. Jihyo observed that her attempt crossed out just from the look of your face now showcasing also what exactly she must've feeling too.

"Ofcourse it would be a joke to you. You never expected me to say it with all sincerity to you, one day am I right?", you said. Jihyo remained silent.

You sniffed out your tears. "It's not a joke. Jihyo I crossed the line twice where at this moment I'm standing right now in front of you to tell you that I'm not seeing or treating you anymore as just my friend... but as the woman that I truly love.

I didn't meant for any of this to occur within me but ever since I saw you being with Daniel just stopped me from making a fool out of myself. I may have been denying all these what ifs in my head but heart never changed its case, that it only wanted you to be for me.

Now I know why my feelings acts differently than how my mind works, they don't cooperate well because one of them aren't honest enough to itself.

Jihyo, seeing you near at him, hearing his name although there's no need to mention him sometimes, everything just pains me so bad. Most notably, about what you said to me back at the mall that you brought me there just because you want to impress Daniel made me feel like i'm being the bridge for the two of you even though I didn't want you to end up with him.

Y-you... I wanted you rather to be mine, Jihyo.

The rule was stopping me to say it to you directly Jihyo, but I don't give a damn about it anymore, Ji. I don't want to became part of any of this anymore. T-this is wrong.

I don't want us to be just friends with benefits,

I don't want to let myself being held up because of that stupid condition,

I don't want to just do nothing and pretend I'm fine seeing you developing feelings with someone else because...

I love you."

You said before you sighed deeply to compose yourself and ease down the tension also attacking you.

Jihyo on the other hand, became even more tongue tied at your speech. She watched you get rid of your tears all filled with despair and pain caused by her preference of choosing Daniel although she wasn't aware that he was seeing someone probably better than her.

She swallowed and cleared her throat for a second before she took the turn the speak.

"I'm sorry, YN.", your heart skipped when she pronounced these.

"But I only see you as friend.", she said scornfully at you. Meeting her eyes, she doesn't seemed impressed and delighted at your confession.

"We had that one rule. One rule, YN and you can't even be real to a single deal! I thought there's nothing will go on between us. We talked about it but what is this now, YN? Now you're telling me you're catching feelings for me.?", she scoffed.

"I'm so disappointed at you, YN.", she massaged her forehead with her thumb and index finger to relieve the stress ramming into her head irritatingly. "Too bad, I don't see you nothing more than just my friend who turned out that I can use as my fuck buddy or hook up or whatever the hell want you wanna call it just to satisfy my needs and pleasure me to the fullest. You are just a whore. We're alike.", she admitted. You frowned as it broke your heart hearing those harsh words come out of her mouth.

"And that, is being me loyal to our agreement which you can't do.", she pointed at you and grunted in annoyance.

"So that's what you only think of me...", you asked her but you didn't bother to look. Your fists and jaw clenched furiously as it tore you apart hearing what she said.

"Fine. Fuck everything. I must tell you I can't do that for you anymore, Jihyo. This isn't right. I'm done.", you walked at the door where Jihyo just perplexedly watched you.

"Where are you going?"

"That won't concern you, Ji. Leave me alone for a while, will you?", you stepped out of the house and went inside your car to activate the engine and drive away.

"YN! YN COME BACK HERE!", she shouted at the window and knocked furiously but ended up being ignored.

She watched your car disappear from the distance, leaving her all alone still boiling in bad blood at your argument together with her about that golden rule that has now been broken because of you.

"Aish, I'll just gonna talk to him tomorrow.", she irritatedly spat before entering at your house to sleep and guard your own property without your presence there.

TWO WEEKS LATER

It's been two weeks since you left Jihyo in your house to be alone just to process everything you and her argued about. You were hurt so bad at the part of what she can only treat is still stuck to your mind and is being repeated over and over again makes you want to end this.

That's what you are before to Jihyo but you sweared that it won't be anymore because you're officially enough. You can't just fuck her when you developed strong feelings for her and the sex doesn't mean only for cravings and lust for you now. It has to be used necessarily.

Everything you just want to revolve around you and her is love.

Sadly, Jihyo doesn't feel the same so it won't work that way.

So what can you do about it? You can't force her to like you back because you're aren't even her ideal guy.

Remember, she only sees you as a friend slash fuck partner.

But you don't want it especially having her near you so you were thinking of a way to just end it once and for all.

Luckily, you were given a solution from your cousin Namjoon whom you visited at that night where you walked out of Jihyo. Arriving there, you bursted out in a dam of tears as you sobbed harder around the arms of your cousin who comforted you.

You shared to him what happened, still discarding the sex truths and Namjoon attentively listened.

Namjoon only offered you this advice to help you in this tough situation.

"If that's what you can only give based from her then just... reverse the role, YN. Hear me out, she doesn't like you anyway dude and you can't do anything it.

I say, you need to be the one to look for a girl to gain interest this time and she's there all alone. Unlike you, she won't mind it anyway. Let her consume and reflect everything. Just use that time of searching to heal your heart after the damage she inflicted on you."

"Will I be able to do that?"

"She can, what about you? YN, again... she doesn't even like you so what's the resist? She doesn't deserve you man. Prove to her that you are a complete loss to her. Have her out of your sight from weeks and maybe... you could get move on already from her."

And you listened, taking mental note of it as you remind yourself everyday. What did you do then? You didn't went back home for 3 days because you know that Jihyo is still staying there.

You decided to not have a sight of her for days to avoid affecting you as you slowly recover. You tried to get her out if your head and heart as you began looking for other girls to look for an opportunity that didn't went successful on Jihyo.

Namjoon helped you so he took you with him once to a coffee shop where you got introduced to his barista friend. She does look cute and beautiful and her face looks very young as if her age doesn't describe her looks.

You made up your mind that you need to go home bow after 3 days of being away and Namjoon only gave you goodluck message.

Arriving on the house, Jihyo saw you from her window that you are standing there unlocking the door of your house. She sprinted outside and tried to ran while calling your name loudly but you just ignored her and gave her a loud shut of your door, leaving Jihyo frowning as  she realized you may have been still upset about what she said to you.

And it went on day after day of you ignoring her and if not you'll instead act very cold whenever she begs you to talk with her. With your treatment over her she feels as if she was just a stranger only to you.

Her being alone and unwanted by her bestfriend made her effectively lonely, sad, disheartened and guilty... most importantly, angry at herself as she now realized that this is all her fault and it's her job to fix the mess she caused.

The intensity increased when one day while she was with her friend who is the daughter of her family's friend named Sejeong spending time outside, she was baffled at what she saw from a far.

It was you going out at the same coffee shop you and Namjoon went but this time, you had that barista girl on your side.

She kissed you on the cheek which left you dumbfounded before she returned inside.

That sight just smashed Jihyo's heart in a snap.

Her eyes dwelled up in tears and her rough breaths choking her up as her heart overloading with despair, Sejeong checks up on her and she immediately ran back to her friend's car where she bawled up in a sound of cries.

Sejeong came in to comfort her older sister-figure friend and asked her to tell everything that happened between you and her.

Jihyo began from that night where you and her argued (also excluding the sexual relationship) and only intepreted that she told you harsh response at your confession, making her rejection seemed so terrible to you.

These past few days of you now bringing that sudden complete change of personality only for her after what she've done admitted that she deserves it at all as a karma, but she doesn't want it to last longer as she only wants to bring you back to her, apologize and solve this problem.

Without you feels like her day won't be complete. She then expressed how important you are to her and how the uplifting emotions can only be given by you, now that it holds another special value to her when she learned you are in love throughly to her.

Sejeong analyzed it all until it came to the conclusion where she said it to Jihyo after understanding all the dots comnected leading to this one answer:

"Jihyo, you're in love with YN too don't you?"

"E-ehh?"

"Say it, Ji. Hearing everything you said, that was your heart you're using to express everything you feel whenever you're with him and how it hugely impacted you when he disappeared at your side, still bringing that grudge of what you did to him."

"Your heart was speaking the reason why does this bothers you so much, more than even enough to think of him only as your friend. Just say it, Jihyo unnie. You just realized that you're also in love with him after all this time.

Your mind is telling you no but the heart... the heart never lies as much as you want to twist what it says."

She opened her phone and looked at her wallpaper which she changed 2 days ago.

It consists of your picture she took when you visited Busan with her.

She was longing for you during at that time and she didn't even realized the exact reason why she did this.

Just like yours, she was from wanting to spend more time with you now evolved this time to her desire of not wanting you to leave out of her sight.

Thinking all of it clearly.

It does makes sense.

You are the only guy who makes her feel this way since before your childhood.

Yours was way different that Daniel.

Sejeong's explaination makes sense.

It all makes sense to her.

YN/LN

The name of the guy who made Jihyo fall in love with.

She... she truly does love you too.

"Oh my god.", she covered her mouth in shock. "I screwed up so bad, Sejeong-ie..."

Sejeong smiled at her poor friend who was now enlightened. "Go get him back, unnie. Make amends with YN oppa."

She hugged her friend who continued to bawl her tears more while having the image of your devastated state when she said that disrespectful words in her head.

Now... she was feeling pity too.

THE NEXT DAY

You were having a breakfast after cooking your food in the kitchen when you heard knocks coming from your door.

You went to see who that is, and it shock you to see Jihyo standing in front of your door with her somehow lame emotion.

You tried to ignore it as you were about to return back to your chair when you heard her muffled voice from behind.

"Y-Y/N... I know you're awake. Please... can we talk? I... It will be quick I promise. Please, let me in...", she begged as she continued to knock.

You closed your eyes to hold back but it completely weakened you as you began hearing blurred noises of what it sounds like she's... shredding tears.

You cursed under your breath and opened the door slowly to see Jihyo kneeling in front of you while wiping her eyes that are now wet from her tears.

"J-jihyo?! Psst, get up."

She looked at you and slowly stood up where you offered your free hand to assist her. "Y-YN?"

"Yeah. Now come in, I don't want you to be seen like this.", you said before she entered your house and you closed the door.

Jihyo immediately hugged you tightly as she sobbed even more. "Y/YN... Y/N I missed you..."

"Jihyo, hey... stop crying please it's too early in the morning for you to be like this."

"I-I'm sorry, YN.", she spoke the words you've been somehow wanting to heat directly from her. It made you speechless as you continued to hear it all from her. "I'm sorry f-for saying that things to you. I didn't meant it I s-swear...

I just got brought on to the frustration I'm feeling at that day... I've been wanting to talk with you properly after that happened but y-you... you're avoiding me.", she stuttered as her sniffs were making her pause between her words.

You returned the hug back and gently caressed her back to calm her down. "Go on, Ji. Proceed. I'm listening."

"That night made me realize everything t-that... without you, I feel nothing... I feel lost and unmotivated to do everything all day... you're t-the one who provides me what I need.

Aside from the lust we're craving, what's more important to me is that... I-I really can't have you o-out of my sight. I want to be with you every single day. I can't lose you, YN.

I regretted everything that I said to you, YN, because it was all f-false...

YN... I'm in love with you too."

Your heart skipped beats in pattern aligned with you complete wave of shock cursed in your veins as you heard that words you didn't expected anymore to have her speak it out wholeheartedly of you.

"J-Jihyo?", you reacted. She looked to you and slowly seperates her away from you as she stood there while having her head lowered in shyness and fingers tangling with each other as she felt nervous and scared telling this to you.

"But I m-maybe too late now. Now after I s-saw you with another girl y-yesterday, that kiss on your cheek must've felt so good to you now, isn't it?", your eyes widely opened when she mentioned that moment where you visited that coffee shop and saw that lovely barista lady.

"Y-you saw it?"

"I did. I was with my friend at that time buying from other store."

"..."

"So yeah... I guess I can't have you now. I can't get the same thing you've been wanting to receive from me when you spilled all of your feelings to me. It's all karma, I get it. And it's rightful for me to receive it all for being the one to be blamed.

I deeply apologized for w-what I've done, YN. If I can't make you love me back, can you just atleast... forgive me instead?", she teared up again as she looked at you.

You watched her vulnerable state all visible to you and it hurts seeing her being like this.

You took the turn to speak as you stepped forward, your figure now inches away from her.

"I forgive you, Ji.", you admitted.

Jihyo was felt relieved by it.

"I know I deserve also to send my apology for giving you a stranger treatment, ignoring and acting cold towards you whenever you try to approach me just so you can solve the problem that has been going on between us. I became too selfish, only minding what I felt but I didn't let myself get affected when I could notice the regret of you for doing that.

I can't be mad at you at all, Jihyo. You're too hard to resist anyway. I just felt it more from the words I unexpectedly would hear from you.

But what's done is done and now telling me that you don't mean it at all will put my mind to rest from overthinking.

And about that what you saw yesterday..."

Jihyo frowned her lips more.

"I... I do am meeting other girl while I'm away from you..."

Jihyo choked up as she's about to cry again at your confirmation.

Only to sunk down when she heard the next thing you said.

"Just to move on completely for you and accept the truth that you didn't want me more than just us as friends but... it didn't work, Ji.

It's too hard.

My heart still forcibly telling me that it chooses you."

The first tear escaped in your eye.

"I don't know... maybe that girl might be falling for me now but I guess I can't make it sure for her that I will catch her because...

It's still you, Jihyo. I still can't help myself but to keep on loving you even if you're hurted me. I'm too attached on you."

You cried as you confessed again to her again.

Jihyo's eyes glistened aside from the tears but also from the loving feeling being mixed as the man in front of her made her felt it that way... and probably the only person she would want to.

"Y-you mean t-that, YN?"

"I do, Jihyo. I love you so much, I can't fool myself again.", you nodded at you reached the side of her face to sway the strands of her hair blocking off her tear stained yet gorgeous looking facial features.

"What about you?"

"I'm sure as hell I do love you too, YN... and I'll be willing to hear those words only when it will be from you.", she confirmed. She reaches for your spare hand and locked it in her soft grasp.

Your heart swelled in delight at the touch of your friend who now turned lover.

"If that so... then let's make a new deal between us."

"Eh? What is it?"

"I may have been broken the first but I don't mind, it's worthless so scratch that... because I have a better replacement."

"And that is?"

"Starting today, let's have our feelings to be involved through anything between us and never lose it, Jihyo. Deal?"

"Deal.", she grinned and nodded at you.

She pulled your head towards her to land yourselves for a kiss that has was once only being done through lust, but now it was merely prompted by your enormous love with each other.

It lasted for nearly half a minute to savor the sweetness and happiness of having the love of your life to feel and built the same amount of romantic fond as you.

You two leaned away from the kiss and wrapped yourselves again for a grateful hug as both grinned largely at the embrace.

1 MONTH LATER

You ans Jihyo has reached your first monthsary together since both were officially proclaimed yourself as a couple.

And what better way to think of an idea to celebrate your special day together with than to ask her out for a romantic date tonight.

Jihyo went down to the stairs and you watched her as your eyes gazed at the dress that she newly bought days ago... this time, it was meant to impress you more as her boyfriend whenever you and her would go out which ended up being your favorite.

You felt touched as you realized that she chose to wear it for your date with her.

"Wow.", you gasped as you stared at Jihyo looking like a smoking hot goddess in front of you. "You look so beautiful and damn sexy in that dress, babe."

"Thanks", she giggled sheepishly. "I knew you would like seeing me wearing this dress, so I did it first time on our first date."

"Now I feel special, Ji.", you chuckled. You placed your phone in the pocket of your pants and grabbed the keys for your house and car.

"I'm so excited yet nervous! I can't believe we're having this today, you know."

"Same here, Ji.", you seconded. "But I know we will do well. It's for us, so all we have to do about it is to have fun."

"You're right."

"What do you want to do after this? Do you want us to go somewhere?"

Jihyo cupped her fingers on her chin as she thinks. Her face shined as an idea appeared in her head.

She looked at you and her expression changed to a playful one.

"Hmmm... I think bedroom being next will do~", she placed her hand on your chest and gently rubbed it as she cooed after leaning closer into your ear.

"We can end our night with our own kind of fun by having you all by myself, and you would love to do same for your babygirl... right daddy?~", she purred whilst wearing that devilish smirk as she leaned away to look at your tensed reaction.

"Y-yes, babe.", that's all you had to say at that seducive move by your girlfriend. It surely does a blessing to have this woman all by yourself and proudly claim her as your property.

"Goddamn, Jihyo that's so hot."

"I knew you would say that. When did I never?", she teased you again. She returned back from acting normal as she looked at you seriously, cooperating with your stare.

You cupped her cheek and caressed hrr tender skin with your thumb. She hold your hand and pushed it further to her while doing it. "This is so sudden but... I just want to say thank you again, Jihyo. Everything. I can't wait for us to have more of this in the upcoming future as all of me will remain loving all of you forever."

Jihyo was touched and blushed at your sweet message. "We're gonna have more and more of this, I promise you YN and I can't stop me from wanting it too.

I truly fancy how you're not just the type of person who just talk that talk and instead believes that action speak louder than words.

Through that I can feel how much you always love me, and I would be really glad to be on your side most of the time, from moonlight till sunrise." (Author: Wow, cheesy. Lels.)

You and Jihyo kissed once again, just two lovers sharing pure love with one another and wants to be strong in their relationship.

"Are you ready?"

"With you? Always babe.

"Great. Let's go now to our monthsary date, babe.", you said to her before you and Jihyo make your way out of the house with hands holding tight at one another.

[bug3y3ddd]

Chapter 5

( Lo & Lu )

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙

I wake up to Lucia's face in front of me. She smiles and exclaims " Happy Birthday! "

I rub my eyes and sit up while she starts to ramble.

" What gotta get ready, I have a whole day planned for us. First we're going to breakfast at this really cute tea shop, then we're-" I listen as she talks about her whole itinerary she has planned for us.

It feels like nice having someone be excited for you. I never been excited about my birthday, I usually don't do anything but cry.

Every year for my birthday I wished to be happy.

My last birthday party was when I turned 13 and I just remember when my family and extended family members sang to me. I realize how none of these people really care about me. It was a bunch of strangers who were just singing to me. I felt like throwing up.

When I turned 14, my mom threw a party and none of my family members showed up. It was a pretty lonely party, for a lonely girl.

Just me and my mom.

I'm not close to my mom at all, so again a birthday with strangers.

Yet I'm actually celebrating my birthday this year with an actual stranger.

But I feel happy.

Lucia gives me a makeover, after I give in to her begging. I don't know why but I get this weird feeling whenever I make her smile or happy.

I look in the mirror and I can't help but laugh at myself.

" You don't like it?! ' She says with sad puppy eyes.

" No, no, it's not that. I just never really saw myself like this before. " I say. Her face is filled with relief.

" Well now that you're living with me, get used to seeing yourself like this now. " She says with a small pout. I smile and continue to look at myself.

I feel weird.

I feel like a different person, these clothes shouldn't be on a person like me. But I don't want to make Lucia sad, she spent so long doing my makeup, hair and picking up my clothes.

So I'll just suck it up.

I watch her do her makeup and get ready. Each stroke of her brush has meaning, her makeup has no flaws, it's hypnotizing watching her get ready. She's serious when she gets ready, as if picking which top she should wear is life or death.

She stares at herself and has a serious expression before turning to me with a bright smile.

We head out to her car, an old convertible, with no working ac, but on the plus side she has a good cd playing right now.

I listen to her talk about the most random things her mind seems to come up with. I hear her talk about the stray cat she feeds, a new fabric she wants, how she thinks her phone is listening to her, how she wants a blue fish, how she saw the cutest shoes, and I just listen.

Her voice is calming and makes me feel relaxed. We get to the tea shop and sit next to the window. It's a small restaurant, few customers but I see why Lucia wanted to come here. It's so her coded, if she had a restaurant she'd probably decorate it exactly like this.

I actually hate tea but I don't wanna ruin it for her, she seems to be having fun here. Taking photos of anything and everything she finds cute.

Orange juice

Hibiscus Tea

Finger Sandwiches

Macaroons

Pancakes with Bananas on top

Parfait

" So I was thinking after this we should go shopping for clothes and fabrics. What types of clothes do you like? " She asks while stuffing her face.

" Um. I'm not really sure what kind of clothes I like. " I say.

" Well we can look around and see what you like! It's on me! " She says with a big smile.

Narrator's POV

They spend hours sitting and talking to each other. Two strangers now turning into something more special than just friends.

Their smiles get brighter each minute they talk to each other.

They laugh as they exit the tea shop, they talk non stop in the car, their conversation louder than the music playing. They run through the streets and stores, with big smiles on their faces. Never letting go of each other's hands.

Two broken souls come together to make one happy soul.

They enter different thrift stores and try different outfits, some weird, some pretty, some funky, and some just plain ugly. But it doesn't matter what they put on, their new sudden confidence in themselves overshines the outfits.

They end up buying matching items that correspond to their personalities. Lucia buys a black fuzzy barret that has a gold cross pin on it, Lola gets black jacket that has a matching cross pendant on it.

Hand in hand they make their way to an arcade where they fail to get a prize in any of the claw machines. They shoot zombies, hype each other on every game they play, and get excited whenever they get more than 10 tickets.

They laugh and try to find a table in the arcade that isn't sticky, dirty or not filled with trash.

Finally they sit down at a clean table but that has a broken leg which makes it wobbly.

Two strawberry milkshakes

One bacon burger with extra fries

One slice of pepperoni pizza

" I really wanted that orange plushie. " Lucia says with pout.

" Lu we tried to get that plushie like a thousand times, maybe you guys just weren't fated. " Lola says while biting a fry.

Lucia whines and sinks into her seat.

" Yeaaaaa, but it was soooo cute Lo! It wanted to come home with me I know! " Lucia says.

Lola laughs and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

" I'll be right back, gonna go to the bathroom. " Lola says.

" Hurry back! " Lucia says.

Lucia's POV

Now i'm all alone now. Poo

I look at the people here and groan.

Ugh! Why are there so many couples here? I drink my milkshake and grip the straw, I hate couples!

I sip furiously when I see a guy come up to me.

" Can I take this away? " He asks, pointing at my empty plate.

" Uh yeah. " I said, handing him the plate.

" Like your hat. " He says pointing at his head.

" Thanks, I like your stripes. " I say pointing at his uniform.

He chuckles, grabs my plate and walks away.

Before I can even think about my small interaction with the worker Lola comes back and quickly demolishes her food. We leave the arcade and walk around the mall for a while, when I spot a photobooth.

I grab Lo's hand and drag her behind the curtain.

" Lu, I don't wanna take a photo right now. " She groans.

" Blah Blah. Smile! " I say.

The first flash blinds us.

I poke her cheek.

" Smile please." I beg.

" fine. " She says.

The second flash hits us.

Then the third

Finally the fourth

I grab the photos and her hand and run to the nearest exit.

" Where are we going now? " Lo asks.

" To the car, I gotta take you somewhere. " I say.

Once we put our seatbelts on I floored it.

We drive so far that we can't even make out the city's lights of buildings anymore.

Narrator's POV

A beach.

A dark, cold, and empty beach.

The two girls sit on the cold sand and watch the waves crash.

Side by side.

Heads leaning against one another.

" Lo, I think I'm in love with you. "

Waves crash

" Me too. "

[idkkkkkkk123lgb]

Chris evans (Professor) x reader

A bit of the moment i knew too for the birthday

7 days till my birthday.

Day 1

Profesor Evans was one of the most attractive people you'd see he was so naturally attractive that students would end up daydreaming and fighting over the first desk so they could just see him upclose i was sitting on the front desk per his request we were both in a 3 months relationship after class was over i went up to him

"Chris... I think i left my scarf at your sister's house did you see it there?" i jumped on the desk infront of him

"Yeah it's with me don't worry but i don't think I'm giving it back" he said smirking that smirk that made me weak

"You owe me a new one" i was holding back a giggle

"How about a drive instead?" he asked

"Fine since you asked so nicely" i hop off as both of us alone make our way to his car to not be suspicious before i get in his car and he also does on the other we were driving around getting lost autumn air making our hairs fly and a few leafs going inside through the wide open window as we were singing loudly there was magic in the car i felt so inlove i got a text from my mom telling me she's not home "chris?" i looked at him "yeah darling?" he almost ran a red light when he looked at me awaiting my answer "careful... Mom said she's not home you know she's been staying with me.. Wanna go to my house?" he agreed and we went there.. It was the night i lost my virginity to him.. Me 20 him 43..i had no regrets not then atleast.

We fell asleep right after but woke up in the middle of the night as we go find something to eat i open the fridge and suddenly you grab me to dance as i giggle loudly in the refrigerator light then we sit on the stairs planning a future for after i finish college talking about our pasts

Day 2

we were meeting up with your friends as they showed me pictures of you when you were a teenager in a small bed as i laughed while you blushed when you were taking me home we got into a fight and you got out of the car throwing the car keys to me after a while he calmed down and went back inside i was going to tell him today that i loved him but bit my tongue he found me curled in the passenger seat so he held me close to him

Day 3

The next day i went into class smiling at him and as always first row i was dying to tell everyone you were mine and to stop daydreaming about you.. You would leave me cause you kept us a secret afraid of reactions

Day 5 (sorry for the skip)

He was meeting my father my dad was against it at first but they were both dying of laughter over coffee as i sat next to him smiling at how well the interaction is going

Day 6

The day before my birthday we were once again with your friends except i was sitting awkwardly not understanding much or to be more specific no one including me so i was zoning out holding Chris's hand what broke me out of it was him dropping it as i frowned a little and then kept silent the whole way home when he asked me what's wrong i lashed out

"You dropped my fucking hand chris" i exclaimed angrily

"I didn't even notice are you this immature that you have to make a big deal over something i didn't notice? Are you for real right now?" i stormed out of the car going to my house as i watched him drive off from my window

Birthday

I was standing head to toe in Chris's favorite color all of his and my friends were here i knew we were a secret but this was my birthday.. And for his birthday i had a big party with everyone he loved.. My short off shoulder red dress that puffed out in the end bringing my curves out my dad next to me thinking it must be him each time the doorbell rings but every single time it wasn't him i was waiting for him the way he always comes in when we're alone

Flashback

"baby im right heree" he said happily

"Chrissss" i jumped on him like a koala hugging him tightly "missed you"

Instead i had no one to impress or kiss everyone standing around me singing the seat that was supposed to be yours empty tears were streaming down my face as i ran off

Day 8

We're over. You couldn't care less you mailed me back everything except that one scarf.. A sign of my innocence you took and the smell of me you couldn't bring yourself to get rid of it

You remembered it all too well

[yamagucji]

Embarrassing moments

warnings. just for shits n giggles, 14+ readers preferably, mentions of vomit, poop, choking, etc.

HINATA was extremely constipated and needed to use the bathroom quick. but there’s a long line to the mens bathroom (what’s the occasion anyway??) and he’s standing all the way at the back. poor hinata felt a fart coming so he just couldn’t... hold it in. mans SHARTED. shitted and farted at the same time. it stunk so bad that the guys in front of him said, “damn, you need the toilet more than me,” and let him cut in line.

USHIJIMA and tendou stopped to pet this dog during their walk. tendou’s conversing with the owner while toshi’s petting the dog. dog likes it, it’s all good. until... it got bored and decided that toshi’s butt smelled good. dog just wouldn’t stop sniffing his ass. “please, stop smelling me,” toshi says with desperation, which now catches the others’ attention. the owner has to pry their dog away from toshi’s ass cheeks, please. the awkward tension kinda dies down until tendou utters, “so, what’s your secret? what product are you using?”

YAMAGUCHI drank water in the middle of silent class reading. this boy started choking— and i mean choking on his water. you can hear his muffled coughs in the distance and when you turn around to look at him, his face is all red and his cheeks are puffy. none of his classmates say anything but you can practically feel second-hand embarrassment oozing around. the assistant teacher even has the audacity to say, “drink some water.”

KENMA’s calling this one his last try. he sticks his remaining coins into the slot and tries to get the brand new nintendo box thats in the machine. mf has been going at this for over twenty minutes now. his pouch is empty and there’s a crowd of kids waiting for him. no miracle happens in his last try (shit got stuck!!) so he has to move away only to watch in horror— as the kid after him manages to get it. you’re gonna have to hold kenma down before he hunts that kid with every bit of his soul.

DAICHI had a fat one coming in, that’s for sure. thought it was a free real estate just because everyone else in the camp seemed asleep. so he let that monster fart come out (even partly stuck out his thigh for better airway). whole team was awake in a matter of seconds. nishinoya’s jumped off his sleeping bag and asking everyone if they heard that “loud bang.” tanaka’s over here sniffing around because he knows that no one has got some kind of bomb that stinks.

SAKUSA’s not gonna admit to this one. but one time he opened a bathroom stall (it was unlocked) only to find that it was occupied. there are no words to accurately describe just how horried the sight was. sitting on the toilet was a man taking a shit, with his dick on full boner mode, staring back at sakusa. they only made eye contact for just 2 seconds but sakusa’s seen enough. he’s heard enough too, when said stranger asked him, “you wanna join me?”

ASAHI projectile vomited at the theaters. you should’ve known it was a bad idea to take him out to dinner before going to watch a scary movie. man had no courage to tell you he had an upset stomach nor tell you he’s not a fan of horror. it’s twenty minutes into the movie and he’s poking your arm— but you don’t notice because you’re too engrossed. another twenty minutes, and a jumpscare comes on. man beside you vomits like there’s no tomorrow. ya’ll spend the rest of the movie secretly trying to clean his throw-up.

TENDOU was watching anime in his dorm peacefully. until... the whole shiratorizawa team opened the door just in time for the show to switch up to an inappropriate scene. out of all the times they could’ve walked in, they really had to come when 2d clown man was moaning and fighting a kid? tendou scrambled to close his laptop but now he’s just staring back at his teammates; silent, except for the fact that his show is still playing and you can still hearing moaning in the background.

TSUKISHIMA turned his house upside down and still couldn’t find his glasses, nor his extra pair. he was about to leave bare eyed until his mom caught him and forced him to wear his sports glasses. yeah, the one with the whole strap and everything. mans looked like a fool coming to school with it on. people who didn’t know it was his sports glasses mistook it for swimming goggles. he’s so utterly humiliated now, he can’t even bite back when hinata or kageyama says something.

GOSHIKI... i don’t even know what to tell you. who let this kid go further into the lake by himself? it’s all fun and games for everyone until you hear an ear-defeaning shriek by your one and only goshiki. he’s yelling out, “help me! please! help!!” the lifeguards start kicking in and everyone’s trying to make way. is he drowning? is there something there? no for god’s sake. you find out he just made it 5 ft deep and happened to swim over a bunch of seaweed. never take him swimming again.

ATSUMU decided to check himself out using someone’s car window. he’s fixing his hair, picking at his teeth, and even checking to see if he has any boogers. all of a sudden the window rolls down and there’s a senior citizen staring back at him. “boy do you think my car is your mirror?” the man says in a gruffy voice. atsumu’s knees nearly buckle from how scary this man is and how embarrassed he is of all the four minutes he probably spent with this stranger.

SACHIRO’s job as a vet sometimes makes him do really questionable shit (from an outsider perspective). once he had to ejaculate someone’s dog in front of their owner. uh huh... jack them off, for the sole purpose of examining the dog’s semen. he’s never felt such a wave of regret wash through his body during that whole procedure. it didn’t help when the owner was looking at him mortified, nor the fact that it took such a long time.

OIKAWA does this thing were he shows up unexpectedly behind iwaizumi and slaps his ass. everytime he does it iwa always hits him back (but not the ass). today he learnt his lesson when he mistook a stranger for iwa and slapped the guys ass from the moon and back. when i tell you just how quick all the blood drained from oikawa’s body when the man turned around— you can hear a bag of chips fall at the other end of the aisle and it’s the iwa, who had to witness that whole ass-slap event.

ARAN is gonna knock the shit of the miya twins one day, he swears to god. they sent him a mysterious video during his morning walk, where he stopped at a busy street. it starts off quiet, so he goes to turn the volume up full blast. damn video suddenly started blaring ‘lick my pussy and my-’ please... he’s shaking. passerby’s are looking at him with distaste. aran’s now flushed from embarrassment and running towards the miya house. you can guess what happens next.

BOKUTO walked into the wrong house. spent a whole ten minutes rummaging around the kitchen because his friend said to “make yourself comfortable, i’ll be on my way.” little did this man know that there’s a whole family upstairs waiting for the cops to arrive because they think it’s a robbery. poor bokuto, dragged out of the house by some cops but had no idea what was going on. man was literally just vibing— thinking he was in his friends house.

OSAMU swore this size pants still fit him (hint: it doesn’t). he’s walking through the snack section of the store, lightly limping because damn his dick can’t breath. his truth is tested when he goes to pick something off the lowest shelf and his pants literally go, ‘let er rip.’ fabric tore, and what’s worse is that he was wearing onigiri undies. osamu goes to check if there’s anyone else in the aisle and there is— a group of underclassmen girls from his high school.

KUROO tried to make his chemistry presentation more interesting by putting in jokes. he thought they were funny; kenma even huffed a breath. kuroo’s at his third joke by now and literally no one has laughed. not a single one. except for kuroo himself, who’s awkwardly laughing in a dead-silent room. man was embarrassed. other people are getting second-hand embarrassment by the way they avoided eye contact with him. he vented to kenma later only for kenma to say, “it wasn’t funny. it was just stupid.” poor kuroo.

SUNA accidentally connected his bluetooth to the bus. you know, the one that drives all of inarizaki to their games. wanna guess what the fuck he might’ve been listening to? it’s porn. he’s watching porn in broad daylight. suna doesn’t realize what the issue is until he goes to turn up the volume and notices that the sound is off. he take his airpods off and that’s when he hears pure moaning sounds blaring inside the bus. everyone’s laughing— except for kita and their coach who’s still outside. mf calls himself lucky for that.

[daryl-dixon-daydreams]

Words: 6,188 Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader Reader pronouns: she/her Era: Alexandria, pre-Negan + flashbacks in other eras Warnings: language, fear and anxiety, mention of fear of heights Summary: Y/N and Daryl head out on the run for the requested medical supplies. Things are tense, but possibly about to get worse... This part is written in Daryl's POV!

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“I ain’t waitin’. I got a whiff of him and I gotta go before it disappears.”

“Daryl, are you sure about this?” Carol pressed him, creases from worry between her eyebrows. “Are you sure you’ve really thought this through?”

“What is there to think through? If he finds her again, he’ll kill her. And I ain’t waitin’ around for that to happen.” The archer was a blur of activity, gathering his gear and shoving it into his pack.

“I think you need to talk to her about this,” Carol insisted, relinquishing her hold on his poncho somewhat unwillingly as Daryl pulled it from her hands.

He shook his head. “Nah. Ya know she’ll want to be there and I can’t risk that…” he trailed off. “I can’t risk—can’t risk that.”

A thick silence stretched for a moment and Carol wrung her hands. “Well, what are you going to tell her?”

He paused, his hands on the clasp of his pack. “I ain’t tellin’ her anythin’. I’ll leave before its light tomorrow. By the time everyone is up, I’ll be gone.”

“What am I supposed to tell her then? When she inevitably asks?” Carol pressed him. “You want me to lie to her too?”

“I ain’t lyin’,” Daryl snapped. “‘M just not—not tellin’ her everythin’. ‘M ending this so she can move on.”

Carol’s jaw tensed. “It feels like a lie.”

“Just tell her I went north. To see what I could see. Lookin’ for supplies,” he drawled, setting his pack and crossbow on the ground beside his bed. “I don’t know.”

Carol sighed heavily and shook her head as he straightened up. “I don’t think this is—”

“Look, tell her whatever ya want. Just wait until ‘m gone. This is happenin’. It’ll be done. S’gonna be over with. For good.”

She shook her head and gave him a long look before crossing his cell and gently clasping his shoulder. “Be careful. I mean it,” she said, surrendering to the fact that there would be no changing his mind. He nodded, pulling his bottom lip in between his teeth for a moment.

“I will.”

Carol gave him one last look full of anxiety and left him.

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I hardly slept. Maybe caught 20 minutes here and 15 minutes there. Anxiety about the run—that’s all it was. At least, that’s what I kept tellin’ myself. Wanderin’ into a hospital was about the dumbest shit we could do. They always promised to be loaded with unexpected bullshit and floods of undead assholes. But lyin’ flat on my back in the dark, I knew deep down it had a helluva lot more to do with her than it had to do with the run. I was tryin’ to remember the last time I’d spent more than ten minutes alone with her and it left me with a feelin’ like somebody had dropped a damn lead weight onto my chest. I turned over in bed in an attempt to throw it off, but it still sat there on my lungs. I knew exactly when we’d last been alone for longer than a few minutes. Of course I fuckin’ knew. It was burned into my goddamn memory.

But it wasn’t doin’ me a lick of good to think on it so I pushed it away and waited for the clock beside me to read 5:15 before I climbed out of bed. My gear was all waitin’ ready, except for pickin’ up a gun on the way out. I half-expected to run into her in the armory, but it was dark and empty when I grabbed a handgun and some ammo. It felt like a lonely walk to Aaron’s, up the empty street, dew heavy on the grass, and my bootsteps echoing loudly off the dark rows’a houses. I never feel right in here… with the square little lawns and lights on by the front doors. It just felt fake, like somebody had built paper houses and was plannin’ to light ‘em up to burn any minute. I couldn’t feel settled. I just felt… lost. Outta place. Like I didn’t belong.

I’d gotten rid of that feelin’ once… My mind drifted back to her like it always did. It was like I didn’t have no damn control over my own mind. She’d been the one who’d made me feel like I belonged. But now? Fuck. I’m doin’ it again. Focus, dumbass.

She wasn’t waitin’ by my bike either, so I rode up to the gate. As the lookout platform came into view, I caught sight of her climbing down, followed by Gabriel. Her pack was slung on her back, a shotgun hanging at her side and her favorite pistol in a holster on her thigh. I found myself chewing the inside of my cheek. Nerves. Anxiety. This was gonna be a long fuckin’ day.

“I’ve got the gate,” Gabriel said, heading for the latch. She wandered over and I felt a jolt when she met my eyes. I nudged my nose up in a nod, but she just looked back at me with that same stony expression. Unreadable. It always seemed like I never saw her smile anymore. Maybe she did, just not around me. I got that blank look or a glare that I probably deserved…

“Were ya on watch?” I asked, curious why she wouldn’ta gotten rid of her shift in favor of sleep, knowing we’d be heading out on a run early.

“No,” she said simply. No extra info. Typical. Why waste more on me when one word would do? She didn’t owe me nothin’. And she knew it. I swallowed my other questions and leaned forward on my bike so she could climb on. I felt her settle in behind me and glanced over my shoulder at her. She caught my eyes for a brief moment before looking away, down toward the ground. That was typical too. It was like she just couldn’t look at me. Felt like somebody twisted a blade in my chest every time she dodged me like that. And yet I couldn’t get enough of her, even if she was purposely a giant pain in the ass most of the damn time… I still felt like she was a mirage in a desert. A mouthful of cool water in a drought. Food for a starvin’ man.

Gabriel was waiting with the gate open, so I revved the bike to life again. Her arms wrapped around my waist to hold on and for a second I thought I felt her cheek press against the back of my shoulder, but I knew I must have imagined it. My heart was racing as we pulled out. I was more anxious than I had been all night. The thoughts rushing through my head moved so fast I couldn’t even focus on any of them.

Gabriel yelled at us to be safe as we moved through, kickin’ dust up that left a glowing red cloud behind from the reflection of the taillights. The ride to the city was smooth. We made good time, luckily only passing lone walkers or small herds that were easy to avoid. Around the curves, for a brief moment, she’d hold tighter to me and lean into the turns like I’d taught her in what felt like another fuckin’ lifetime. Each corner I could feel every individual fingertip pressing into my waist or stomach. It was always followed by a sudden wash of heat like somebody had shoved me in a shower with the temperature all the way up. I couldn’t control it. Didn’t matter how hard I tried to ignore the feelin’ of being so damn close against each other…

I slowed down as we neared the hospital. Cars sat rusting in gridlocked traffic, tires long gone, frozen in time—same place they were when everythin’ shut the fuck down. I slowed my bike to roll over some debris and hit a chunk of concrete a little harder than I meant to. Her arms tightened around me reflexively at the jolt before loosening again the next second. My heart jolted at the same time. That feeling… of her clinging onto me for safety—but fuck. Let’s not make it out to be more than it is, dumbass. I turned toward my left shoulder. “Sorry,” I murmured. She didn’t say anything back, just shifted in her place behind me, puttin’ an inch more space back between us. The hospital came into view ahead, tall over everything else on the block.

She tapped my arm and I turned so I could hear her over the engine. “We should park. Sound of the bike,” she said. I knew what she was thinkin’. Any walkers or people anywhere around would hear us. I turned down a side street and parked in a loading dock bay. She climbed off about as damn fast as she could. Kicking the kickstand out and swinging my leg over, she was already walking back toward the corner of the building to look down the street.

“Hold up,” I called after her. I still had to get my gear off the back. She either didn’t hear me or didn’t give a shit and I found myself gritting my teeth. But when I rushed around the corner, I nearly collided with her. She did wait. She was leaned up against the brick, her shotgun in her hands, staring ahead at the looming building.

She straightened up as I stopped beside her and we started windin’ our way down the last couple blocks, keepin’ to the shadows of the buildings, stayin’ in cover as best we could. Even so, I couldn’t help glancin’ up at the endless windows, too many high points. All it would take is one asshole with a rifle and a scope... My hands started to sweat as I gripped my crossbow. I glanced at her, but she was as stony-faced as ever. “C’mon,” I said, quickening my stride. “I wanna get the hell off this street.”

I heard her let out a small scoff behind me. “Yeah, you’re the only one worried about being out here,” she murmured. My teeth clenched again but I did my best to ignore it. There was no point gettin’ riled up this early in the day. We still had a lot of fuckin’ work to do. We reached a set of double doors on the side of the hospital, but one glance inside showed they were well barricaded. I stood there rubbing a hand over the stubble on my face. “S’try the south door,” I drawled. To my surprise, she didn’t argue. But that side was a fuckin’ bust too. “Shit,” I spat out. There was a tall cabinet blocking the entrance.

“Good call,” she said sarcastically.

I shot her a glare. And this time when I bit my cheek, I tasted blood. “Ya got a better fuckin’ idea? Huh?” I challenged her.

She rolled her eyes, studying the door for a moment. There was a large glass pane above it that was broken out and I saw her eyes lock in on it. “Boost me up there,” she said, inclining her chin to indicate the window.

Did she want to go in alone? Well, that sure as shit wasn’t fuckin’ happenin’. “Like hell,” I growled back. She rolled her eyes again.

“Just boost me through and I’ll get the door open. I’ll let you in.”

Now it was my turn to scoff. “Ya gonna move that cabinet? By yerself?” I asked skeptically. The muscle in her jaw tensed.

“I don’t have to move it far. Just enough to let you squeeze in. And you can help from the outside.”

I pulled my bottom lip in between my teeth. I didn’t like the idea. I paced a tight circle, thinkin’, as she shifted impatiently beside me. “What if ya get in there and there are walkers? Huh? We can’t see shit down the hall.”

“I’ll be quiet. Come on. We haven’t got all fucking day and we’re sitting ducks out here. Unless you’ve come up with something better—”

I didn’t like it, but she was right. Shit. “Fine,” I interrupted. She leaned her shotgun up against the wall as I set my back against the door, fingers locked together and hands low at my bent knee. “C’mon. Gimme yer foot.”

She seemed to hesitate and I wondered if she was having second thoughts, but the next moment she stepped close in front of me and her hands came to my shoulders. “Ready?” I asked. Her face was maybe six inches from mine, her hands light. I started to feel warm again, a flush of heat across the back of my neck that started spillin’ into my chest. I could see every fleck of color in her eyes, the upturned curve of her eyelashes, that little scar on her chin... Fuck. Focus.

“Ready.” She planted her boot in my hands and I boosted her up so she could grab the window edge. The tinkling of glass dropping in was all I could hear for a moment, and then her weight disappeared from my hands. Spinning around, I watched her pull herself through onto the top of the cabinet. She stayed perched there for a moment, glancin’ behind her, scoutin’ the hallway, before she dropped to her feet lightly. She made it look easy. Graceful.

I couldn’t stand still, constantly shifting my weight. I watched her face tighten as she wedged her shoulder into the cabinet, using all her weight, and it started to move at an angle away from the door. I pushed in with my shoulder from the outside and we finally had enough space for me to slip through. I passed her shotgun through first before turnin’ sideways and slidin’ in. It was dark and completely silent except for the sound of our own breathin’. It felt stuffy inside, and I could vaguely smell somethin’ sharp like animal piss and a sickeningly sweet smell. Death. Decay. I paused to draw the string on my crossbow back, cocking it ready to fire, a bolt nestled in the flight groove.

She pulled her flashlight out from the side pocket of her pack and clicked it on, shining it partially up the hallway ahead. “Jesus…” Her boots crunched over broken glass. She adjusted the shoulder strap of her shotgun, her eyes fixed down the hall, following the moving beam of her light. “This place is a fucking wreck,” she whispered. In her distraction, her tone lacked the usual hostility or sarcasm.

“Somethin’ went down since we were last here,” I agreed. There was a lot more debris and furniture toppled over and strewn about. A lot of obstacles to a clean getaway if we had to make one. “Let’s just get this done and get the hell out.”

“What a unique idea…” she remarked over her shoulder. There it was. Damn sarcasm was back.

I couldn’t help rolling my eyes and movin’ past her so I was in the lead. I knew it would annoy her, but I secretly wanted to be the one in the line of fire if somethin’ was crooked. I headed for the stairwell, pullin’ my own flashlight out and shinin’ it inside before I tried the door. It looked clear. “Upper floors are more likely to have shit left. Let’s go.”

We moved in silence. I could feel her ghosting behind me the whole way, almost mimicking my movements. This was the first time the two of us had been alone on a run since… since I dun even know when. But despite it being so goddamn long, we weren’t out of step. Once we started movin’ it was like no damn time had passed. We fell right back into our old rhythm. I knew her and she knew me. We worked well together when she put aside her need to argue with everythin’ I said. It still felt like we each knew what the other was thinkin’. Not that I expected this run would magically make working together bearable again for good, or solve anything, but at least we could if we had to. I also now was realizin’ this whole thing was probably orchestrated by Rick. Did Denise really need the supplies? Sure. But did it have to be Y/N and I gettin’ ‘em? Alone? Fuck no. I dunno exactly what he was hopin’ for but I’m pretty sure he’ll be disappointed…

Moving steadily upwards, we had most of the supplies on the list, plus plenty of extra finds, but I was growing more and more uneasy as we went on. We hadn’t run into a single fucking walker yet, and to me that meant they were probably herded up in a massive hoard somewhere. It felt like a matter of time before we found them or they found us. I could sense Y/N’s tension risin’ again too. She was more fidgety, more careful about each step she took. I found myself frequently sweeping my eyes back behind us to make sure nothin’ was lurking just outta the flashlight beams. There were the usual signs of walkers nearby; smears of blood on the floor and walls, that fuckin’ smell ya could never get outta yer nose, even chunks of flesh from the rottin’ fuckers. But we still hadn’t seen one, and I was fuckin’ worried.

“Almost got everything,” Y/N whispered to me, shoving a couple more bottles into her pack. “We just need to find the CPAP machine,” she murmured, staring down at the list. “I don’t have a fucking clue what the hell that looks like.” She glanced over at me, one of her eyebrows quirked in a question and I realized she was waitin’ for some kinda response.

“What? Yer lookin’ at me? I ain’t got a goddamn clue what the hell that even is,” I said gruffly. Shit. I saw it. Just for a second, but one corner of her lips twitched up in a smile and I swear there was a spark in her eyes—like the ones I used to see in her all the time. My heart jumped and I tried my best to ignore it. She seemed to turn away, hidin’ her face right as I was puzzlin’ over it.

“Right… well, let’s try down the hall. There’s probably another supply closet at the other end,” she said, nudging her head toward the darkness ahead.

We made our way cautiously. I pushed into the lead again and was surprised when she didn’t argue. I tried every door handle but most of ‘em just led to empty or trashed patient rooms. I caught her frozen in the doorway of one that had a massive bloodstain on the floor and spatter partially up the walls. Her eyes were wide and vacant, and I wondered what she was reliving. “Hey,” I said, just over her shoulder. She seemed to pull out of it abruptly and she turned away, moving on like nothin’ had happened. I let her go ahead, mainly so I could keep an eye on her for a minute and make sure she still had her head in the game, but I didn’t need to worry. Not about that anyway. She’d always been tough. She wasn’t shaken by shit easily. I knew that. And yet I still had this drive to want to protect her, even though she didn’t need it from me. And she definitely didn’t want it from me.

“Here,” she said suddenly, slinging her gun back on her shoulder and more fully opening the door to a small supply closet. There was hardly enough room for her to stand inside, so I posted up just behind her and strained my eyes and ears for anythin’. “It’s all electronic stuff,” she whispered, entirely focused at the task at hand. Her hands floated from one device to the next, illuminated by her flashlight. She was looking for some label or model number or somethin’ to tell her what they were. She bent down and grabbed some scattered papers from among the boxes on the floor. Swearing under her breath she held one up to the flashlight. “Of course the cover and all the useful shit in the front is torn off,” she muttered. She was bending down to grab another handful when there was some sudden, deep noise on the floor above us.

My heart seemed to stall out for a moment and she straightened up and froze, her eyes lifted toward the ceiling, lips partially parted. The sound seemed to reverberate through the building. I could feel it beneath my feet. It resonated through the walls. After a moment, I was looking at her and she glanced over and met my eyes, her eyebrows a little furrowed with worry.

“What the fuck was that?” she asked in a harsh whisper. I only shook my head. She gulped and refocused, shakin’ it off, focusing back on the papers. She was flipping page after page, scanning them as fast as she could.

I started to hear some more noises above us and then eventually spilling toward the other end of the hall. My grip on my crossbow tightened. “We need to move,” I said, keeping my voice low.

She was still intensely focused on the manual in her hands. “Just gimme a minute…” she said vaguely.

I shifted, turning more toward the far end of the hallway, straining my hearing. There was more clattering above us. “We might not have another damn minute.”

“Just—hold on—”

Fuck. I stood frozen for a moment as a herd of walkers started to spill out from the stairwell at the other end of the hallway and start toward us. “We ain’t got a minute, Y/N!” I urged in a harsh whisper. She didn’t seem to hear me.

There were more walkers than I could count. They hadn’t spotted us yet but I had to move fast, so I did the only damn thing I could think of and pushed her forward into the closet, pressing in after her and shutting the door as quietly as I could. I instinctively clicked my flashlight off and hurried to grab hers and do the same, plunging the two of us into darkness in that small space.

“Daryl, what the hell?!” she snapped at me. She’d been so focused she was completely oblivious to the mass of dead wandering our way. The goddamn closet was so small I had no choice but to be pressed into her… My heart started to pound and I think it had more to do with her against me than the undead assholes outside. I was sure she’d be able to feel it and prayed she’d just think it was adrenaline or somethin’. “What the fuck are you doing?!”

I shoved my hand over her mouth, all my patience gone. Did she really think I’d shoved her in a closet for the hell of it? “For once in yer goddamn life just shut up!” I growled in a low voice. She seemed to tense against me but in the quiet the sounds of the walkers outside the door were now easily heard above our ragged breathin’ and they were growing louder every second. I still had one hand over her mouth and the other clenching my crossbow at my side. She shifted against me and pulled my hand away. I could hear and feel her breathin’ pick up pace. I planted my palm on the wall behind her, next to her head, very aware of the growin’ heat pooling between the two of us where we were pressed together. The air felt suffocatin’. I started to worry the walkers outside the door would be able to hear my breathin’ I was so nervous. I wanted to shift, move away from her like I’m sure she wanted… I wanted to change positions and get my bow up, but it was impossible.

She didn’t seem to know where to put her arms within the tight, dark space. I couldn’t blame her. I was leaned in against her, sorta over her even. I felt her hand accidentally brush my arm and my body jolted a little at the contact, like some reflex I didn’t know I had. My teeth ground together. After that she seemed to settle away from me, into the wall behind her.

We had to just stay there, fuckin’ frozen, hardly room to breathe while the hoard passed by. Every once and a while, a body would thump hard against the door and I’d feel her flinch. I could feel sweat dripping down my neck and beading up on my face, my hair sticking to it. We were so close I could feel her breath against my skin when she faced toward me. I felt the rhythm of her breathin’. And I couldn’t ignore the fact that in that tiny ass closet, the only thing I could smell was the faint scent of her shampoo. I tried hard not to notice, but I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t try to put some name to the smell. Lavender? Not quite. Maybe more like rose? I dunno. And despite the possible death lurking just outside, I found it hard to focus on anythin' other than the feeling of her against me.

It felt like it took hours for the hoard to pass, but it was probably only ten minutes. But after the sounds drifted away we were still left with a big fuckin’ problem. They had to go somewhere, and my best guess was that they were travelin’ down.

It was so dark in there I couldn’t even tell if my fuckin’ eyes were open or closed, and it seemed to be makin’ it hard to think… Or maybe the angle of her one hip pressed into me was—fuck. Get it together, man… I fumbled for and clicked on my flashlight, findin' the two of us both wincin' at the sudden glare, noses almost touchin'. She was lookin’ up at me, her lips softly parted, her expression only full of concern for once, that little worry line she always gets near her eyebrow.

We both stayed like for a second. I guess just struck by actually seein’ how close we were in the sudden light, until finally she tore her eyes away and turned her head.

I tried to clear my throat, worried my voice was gonna come out soundin' strained or somethin’. “Uhh… sounded like they were goin’—”

“—down. Yeah,” she finished.

My eyes traced the angle of her jawline as she kept her face turned away from me. I heard the paper manual crinkle in her hand and groped for the doorknob behind me. “Yeah,” I agreed quietly. “So, we got a problem about gettin’ out.” My hand finally landed on the doorknob and I turned it and slowly opened the door on the hall, checking both directions carefully but also feelin’ like if I didn’t put some damn space between the two of us again I was about to explode. It looked clear and I stepped out. Glancin’ back, she still seemed frozen, up against the wall, her face turned away toward her shoulder so I couldn’t really get a read on her. “Hey. What is it?” I prompted her.

“Hmm?” She seemed to snap back to herself. “N—nothing…” She went back to searching the manual in her hand, like nothin’ had fuckin’ happened. Just one goddamn time I’d like to know what the fuck is goin’ on inside her head… But I ain’t got no right to that. She’s made that pretty fuckin’ clear.

It wasn’t the right manual or the right machine. But she went through two more until she found it. “Got it,” she announced, waving the paper at me before shoving it into her already full duffel bag. She seized a small machine from the shelf and started trying to rearrange items to make it fit in her pack.

“I got room,” I said, still nervously checkin’ over my shoulder. I thought I could hear the hoard moving below us, maybe two floors down.

“It’s fine. I can make it fit,” she said, jostling more stuff in her bag.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the damn thing from her, slinging my crossbow strap over my shoulder. “Ya’d really rather split yer pack at the seams than take any fuckin’ help from me,” I murmured. I didn’t wait for an answer. I didn’t need one…

She stepped out of the closet and I caught her wiping her forearm across her forehead. It left a smear of dirt near her hairline. I had to pull myself back to the present. “So, how are we getting out of here?” she asked, adjusting her pack and the duffel bag strap on her shoulder.

I glanced at her, knowing she wasn’t gonna like my idea.

She rolled her eyes. “Well, you’ve obviously got something. Just get on with it.”

“Fire escape,” I said.

I watched the muscle in her jaw twitch as he jaw clenched. “Fuckin’ great…”

“Unless ya got somethin’ else—”

“You know I don’t,” she snapped back at me. She wiped a hand across her forehead again, swiping away fresh drops of sweat. “It’s—” She cut herself off. “Let’s just go,” she sighed, defeated.

I looked at her for a second more, trying to gauge just how freaked out she was, but it didn’t seem to matter. We didn’t have any other options.

“Let’s go,” she snapped again. “Before I change my mind about being able to handle this.”

“It ain’t—”

She squeezed her eyes shut and I watched her body tense. “I swear to god, Dixon, if you say ‘It ain’t that bad’ or ‘It ain’t that high’ right now, I will lose my shit and attract every fucking walker in this goddamn building. I don’t even give a fuck.” Her jaw muscle twitched.

I couldn’t help letting out a sigh that was more of a growl than anything but then I turned and headed for the window a couple doors down that I’d noticed was busted out. Leaning through, I scanned the outside of the building for a fire escape. Nothing on that side.

“It’s probably around the other side. Let’s try the end of the hall,” she suggested. Her boots stayed rooted to the floor and I glanced at her again. She caught my eyes and must have read the concern on my face.

“I’m fine. You’re the last person I need worrying about me,” she growled.

Fuck. She could be infuriating… I found my hand clenching and unclenching a few times before I followed her back out of the room.

She was right. There was a fire escape down that side. I grabbed a piece of metal off the floor and straightened up. “Ya ready?” I asked one more time. “They might hear this glass break so we gotta fuckin’ move.” I thought her hands were a bit shaky.

“Just do it,” she said. And this time, I could hear the quiver in her voice.

I smashed the window and knocked out the glass before pullin' myself through. The metal grates rattled under my boots and she looked suddenly sick as she approached the window sill. I hesitated a second before reaching a hand out to help her through.

“I’m fine,” she said. She didn’t look fine, but she gripped the ledge and climbed out. “Oh, fuck. Fuck…” she muttered as her feet landed on the platform. She was keeping her eyes fixed straight out. Even just the metal grates at th prison used to freak her out, and that was one floor.

I wanted to comfort her but… I wasn’t dumb enough to think it’d help or that she wanted me to, so instead I just started down the stairs at a good pace. She followed stiffly behind me, gripping onto the railing with white knuckles and falling behind.

Every once and a while I’d glance back and she looked like she was about to be sick, but she was still following. We hit a snag as we reached the third-floor platform. A large part of it had rusted and fallen away, leaving a gaping hole we would have to edge around to reach the next set of stairs.

“Oh, you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” I heard her behind me and when I looked back her eyes were wide and round and she was clutching onto the railing like it was a lifeline.

“S’fine. I’ll cross first. Just keep over—”

“Oh, really, Daryl? I should keep over to the side? You mean I should stay away from the huge fucking hole in the goddamn floor?” It kept drawing her eyes and I’d see her rip them back up and away, reeling.

I knew that was mostly coming from the fact that she was fuckin’ terrified, but every harsh word from her still stung. “Fine. Clearly, yer good,” I spat back. “Ya don’t need me and ya don’t give a shit and yer fine. I fuckin’ got it.” So much for trying to calm her down. I edged past the hole in the metal grating and went down the next set of stairs. Finally, I just had to push down the ladder, climb down, and we’d be on solid ground again. But when I looked back up, she was still frozen where she had been, on the far side of the platform. I watched her for another minute, waiting to see if she’d move. I knew she wasn’t gonna ask for help, not from me, but she obviously needed it and tough shit, I’m the only damn person here. I rubbed a hand across the back of my neck, anxious to even try again, and climbed back up. I edged past the rusted-out hole and stopped next to her. “Just gimme yer hand.” She didn’t loosen her grip on the railing, and her eyes landed on my face. “S’fine. Just for two seconds, lemme fuckin’ help ya.”

Her chest was heaving with fearful breaths and I guess the idea of tryin’ to cross along that edge alone was worse than puttin’ her hand in mine. Part of me still thought she’d take the heights over me, but she didn’t… She pried her hand off the railing and placed it into mine. I—I can’t say my heart didn’t jump when my fingers closed around it. The motorcycle. The fuckin’ closet. Now this. We’d hardly been within six feet of each other for years and now all this in one day… I felt dizzy. It ain’t like Rick could have predicted these things would happen. He sure as shit couldn’t command a hoard to force us into each other in a tiny closet… but he must have been hopin’ for somethin’ by sendin’ us out here. Was it gonna work on her? I fuckin’ doubt it.

As we stepped along the edge of the edge of the platform, she held her breath. She always seemed like nothing in this fucked up world scared her anymore, nothing phased her. Half the time it almost seemed like she didn’t give a shit if she died. But this? Heights? This still scared her on some level she couldn't reason away.

But we made it across just fine. She was gripping onto me so tightly I thought she might have bruised the bones in my damn hand. And as we climbed down the next set of stairs, long past the danger, she was still holding onto me. But just as quickly as I realized it, she slipped her hand out and stiffened next to me again, fixing her eyes away toward the railing, which she grabbed onto again desperately.

We made it down the ladder, dropping onto the concrete and making a run back to my bike, slippin' from cover to cover, packs heavy and weighing us down. I was thinking how batshit crazy it was that we’d just done a hospital run and hadn’t had to kill a single walker AND managed to get all the damn supplies... when we rounded the last corner and a string of curses left her mouth.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me. What the fuck?!” She knelt down next to my bike and as I looked, my stomach dropped.

“Son of a fuckin' bitch.” Both tires on my motorcycle were slashed. Ruined. Fuck.

We were stranded in the city without a runnin’ vehicle and somebody knew we were here.

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Cassandra x Maiden ----Anonymity Ch. 8

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It has come to a point where you can’t even pretend to yourself that you don’t care for her.

All the time you spend with Cassandra every evening has made certain feelings impossible to deny, though you are too scared to name them all.

You don’t name the smile you can’t contain when she excitedly pulls you to the armory to show you her collection of blades –and explains, in a very animated fashion, about the optimal use for each one. You don’t want to know what the stutter in your heartbeat means, every time she genuinely laughs, pale neck thrown back, nose slightly scrunched and all. 

And it’s not just Cassandra you grow a tad closer to.  

Bela comes to you whenever the two of them have argued and goes ‘Tell my sister’ this or that. Daniela is apparently not allowed within a twenty meter radius of you, but she approaches to poke and prod at you whenever she wants to annoy Cassandra. She never manages to do either, because the middle sister always swoops in, fuming, dragging her away by the hood of her robes like a kitten.

Lady Dimitrescu is the only one as distant as the day you first saw her –and it’s probably for the better. You don’t see her much, anyway, not with how Cassandra takes you to empty castle wings to have you all to herself.

Tonight is different.

After dinner, Bela leaves with her mother and you go to help the other maids present clean the table. But your lover steps in the way and grabs your elbow, instead, hurriedly pulling you along.

“Do not tell me you’re seriously thinking to make me wait longer.” she says.

Of course, you promised to watch a movie you found on your phone with her and she’s been buzzing with impatience since.

That is, until a certain redhead blocks your way. 

“Daniela, move.” Cassandra huffs. 

“What are you doing? Take me with you.” the younger sister replies, brimming with childlike curiosity. 

“No. Go bother Bela.” A shooing motion is made. 

“Bela’s no fun. I wanna come with you and Alexia.” she drops your name so casually it’s startling.

“Wait give me a moment to think about it –moment over. No.” Cassandra states, fast.

But Daniela shoots forward and grabs your arm like a koala. Your eyes go wide at the same time as Cassandra’s, for different reasons.

The brunette immediately grips her sister’s robes, none-too-gently. “Don’t touch her, she’s mine!”

“If you don’t take me along I’m telling mother where you found that music player and phone!” Daniela answers, her hold enough to cut off your blood flow.

You send Cassandra a pleading look before they break your arms with how they’re tugging at you.

“On one condition.” the elder sister holds a finger up to her sibling’s face. “You sit next to me and you don’t move around.”

“…she’s warm, though.” Daniela says, all but pouting. “Mother says sharing is caring~”

“Find your own human.” Cassandra growls out as the three of you make your way to the main hall and the couch adjacent to the fireplace there.

“You and Bela have gotten the prettier ones!”

“You snooze, you lose.”

Cassandra quite literally pins you to the arm of the couch with her body, to keep Daniela as far away from you as possible. Even as the movie starts, you can feel her sulking by your neck for not being able to touch you the way she wants.

You are not as focused on the movie as you are cute way she plays with your hand throughout its duration.

-

-

It’s getting harder and harder to remind yourself of what they are.

Especially when, ten minutes after the credits have rolled, Daniela is still crying over the death of the protagonist. Even Bela comes to the hall and asks Cassandra what she did to her.

By the time she’s done dealing with her sisters, your lover comes to you sporting a headache.

“We’re leaving this wing right now.” Cassandra says and that is about all the warning you get.

The next second you feel a rush of air and your stomach leaping to where your heart is supposed to be; Your eyes only make out a blur and an augur of black flies.

When she comes to a halt you crash into Cassandra’s side with a gasp. Your arm aches from the pull. The world spins for ten solid seconds.

She laughs by your ear. Low and satisfied as it is at your disorientation –it reminds you of drinking wine by a fire in the heart of winter— you can’t help but bask in the timbre of her voice so close.

“Ugh, why is it so cold in here?” she complains in that same quiet tone you love.

It is very cold compared to the more lived in parts of the castle, but your body is warm enough from your sustained proximity and the rush of adrenaline she always causes in you.

“Oh, well, I can bear it for a little while if it means we won’t be interrupted.” Cassandra trails off and lifts your chin with a chilled finger.

Your lips meet and slide together in a practiced tango. Her manicured nails run over your throat and shoulders, making you shiver for reasons that have nothing to do with the temperature.

Both of you are starting to get really into it when Cassandra walks you back into the nearest wall. It happens to be a window, covered by a flimsy curtain. You have half a mind to realize it’s probably been forgotten slightly ajar, judging from the frost that graces your shoulder, but you have more important matters to focus on, like the brush of her tongue over your bottom lip.

Until Cassandra braces her bare hand over the unseen opening, to box you in like she usually does.

And-

She shrieks.

She jerks away so powerfully her back crash-lands into the painting on the far wall, knocking it down with its frame broken. You’re left there still and mute, watching in frozen horror as her face distorts into pure, raw anguish.

“Shut it!” Cassandra screams at you. “Shut it now, now!”

Your nerves suddenly kick into overdrive and you pull the window closed like your life depends on it.

What just… happened...?

In slow, cautious steps, you approach her. She’s clutching her hand like a wounded animal, baring its teeth to hide its vulnerability. It is the first time you see her like this. Void of control, bent over in hurt. Gasping.

Something in your chest breaks.

You look at her hand, to find her pale skin nearly crystallized, grey and breaking apart —like cheap china, like weak porcelain— into flies that drop to the floor, faintly twitching.

You thought… you thought they could just control the insects. That dissipating into swarms was just a trick allowed by their mutation. But now you realize, the flies are her body.

All this time trapped under the looming terror of the daughters… and escape was as easy as opening a window on them.

“Cassandra…?” you ask in a wavering voice when the initial burst of rage leaves her form.

She looks up at you, torn, when you hear the heavy sound of heels rapidly approaching.

“Cassandra?!” a different voice calls, this time, deep and authoritative. When Lady Dimitrescu rounds the corner in her immense height, your instincts scream to run.

But one look at Cassandra makes you stay.

Alcina halts for a moment to take in the scene. Then her lips curl downwards and bladed claws extend from her gloves, easily half your body in length. 

Oh my… God…

“What did you do to my daughter?!” she demands and advances on you, but Cassandra gets in front of you before she can truly threaten your life.

“I brought her here, mother. It’s my fault.” she hurries to explain.

Alcina stares at you like she wants to crush you underfoot… but then softens, somewhat, at the look her daughter is giving her.

“Come with me. Now.” She says in a stern motherly tone that leaves no room for objections.

You clutch Cassandra’s uninjured hand, silently asking if she’ll be alright. She turns, looks at you for a moment, then nudges your head with hers.

“...I’ll see you later, Alexia.”

But, as it turns out... “later” is subjective.

 -

-

 In Alcina’s Private Chambers…

It is not often that Cassandra is reprimanded by herself. 

She has never before been the only one at fault. She’s used to having her sisters beside her while Alcina scolds the three of them… except this time they’re outside the closed door and she is there to face their mother’s ire alone.

She can’t stay still under that yellowish-grey, narrowed gaze. Her fingers fidget with the edge of her robes’ sleeve to keep occupied, while Alcina takes that deep, calming breath she knows heralds no good things. Ever.

“Cassandra. Do you understand the severity of the situation?”

“Yes, mother.” She keeps her gaze downcast.

“Even if the maid didn’t harm you on purpose, she now knows your weakness. Yours and your sisters’. You were careless to allow this.” Cassandra feels anxiety rise up from the pit of her stomach and threaten to swallow her whole at that tone.

“I know, mother. Forgive me.” she replies quietly.

She wants to say that Alexia won’t use this knowledge against any of them, but she cannot bring herself to lie to Alcina. Because the truth is, Cassandra doesn’t know for a fact that she will not.

Why was that window open? Why?!

“You didn’t let me fix your mistake. I assume that means you will do it yourself?” her mother asks and Cassandra’s gaze snaps up.

What…?

At first, the temptation to chain Alexia up and watch as her blood drained from her lithe body had been sweet and strong. But now, at the thought of killing her –losing her— in whichever way, Cassandra is sick to her stomach. It is strange, because she feels like she is hyperventilating when she isn’t breathing at all and the world has tilted and—

Please don’t.

“Since when did you ever hesitate to kill, Cassandra?”

“…If.. that is what you ask of me…” she replies but she doesn’t sound like herself at all, not even to her own ears.

“How can I ask that of you and break your heart?” Alcina throws her arms up in exasperation. “I should have stopped this months ago but I thought it a fleeting fancy. I never imagined you would end up so attached.”

“I’m- I’m not-” she tries to protest, but her mother is having none of it.

“You’re not? You’re with her every day and she barely sports scratches anymore. Your eyes follow her everywhere when she’s in the same room. You instinctively lean closer whenever she comes over to refill your wine. Do you think I do not notice?” Of course. Of course she noticed.

Cassandra swallows, silent.

The memory of laying, too weak to move a single finger, on her deathbed along with Bela and Daniela pierces through Cassandra’s brain like a bullet. Her hand gives a violent spasm and flies break off to buzz frantically around her as she drops her forehead into her palm.

She’s on the verge of a nervous breakdown and it’s just so difficult without her sisters there. They’ve always been together, since the very beginning.

They were born together, learned to control their powers together, they died together-

Alcina is on one knee in front of her the next millisecond, stroking her hair and gathering her into her arms.

“Shh, calm down, my love.” she coos. “I’m sorry to be so harsh on you. I only want the best for you three.”

Cassandra doesn’t talk because she can’t, because she cannot wrap her head around what that flash inside her brain was.

“Oh, my Cassandra. I will not harm the maid if it will harm you, too.”

She waits for the eventual ‘but’.

“But I cannot let this dalliance continue any longer.”

It’s probably for the best. Her mother knows best. It is true, after all, that she has not been acting like herself, lately. So, yes, this decision is for her own good.

But.

Cassandra’s heart has the same reaction upon hearing it as being exposed to sub-zero winter air.

[ticketstomydaydreams]

5:3666

(All We Have: Part Two)

Part One

Colson x Female Reader

Summary: You and Colson fall into a night time studio routine when he starts keeping you company through your insomnia and you decide to work though some past demons

Word count: 3,200 (ish, I lost count editing)

Feels: Fluff with a dash of past trauma

Warnings: Drug & alcohol consumption, domestic violence, cursing, Colson being so sweet it almost makes your teeth hurt

Companion playlist:

Machine Gun Kelly - 5:3666

Warren Zevon - I'll Sleep When I'm Dead

The Vamps - All Night

Halsey - You Should Be Sad

A/N: If you've been affected by anything in this story, please know you're not alone. My inbox is always open and I'm all ears 🖤

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During the first couple of weeks of moving in, you’d been partying A LOT. The guys wanted to show you just how mad it got, breaking you into their chaotic household, blending the days together. Everyone was hyper and the house was buzzing with energy. You'd been so exhausted from all of it that you'd been all but passing out each night, but you couldn’t lie, it was great fun.

You’d tried to pass on a few nights but Colson would never hear of it, often forcing you out of your room to get involved as the house was filled with people, jam sessions taking place in between drinking games. It was a far cry from your usual homelife, your last housemate mainly kept to themselves so your place was normally pretty chilled. Colson had used your place as a quiet escape over the years, but it seemed you wouldn’t have the same set up extended to you here with this lot.

With the pandemic unfolding, the house had started getting quieter, less people in and out every night and everyone was settling into a lazier way of life. The gang were mooching around the house throughout the day and while the house was still lively at night, it wasn’t quite the party central you’d almost started getting used to. Your normal working routine went out the window as everyone had started working from home mainly and without your daily routine, followed by nights out partying, your insomnia was back with full force.

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You were lying in your bed, trying to force sleep on yourself but after trying to nod off for a couple of hours, you accepted defeat and got back up. Throwing some sweats on and one of Colson’s huge hoodies (you’d been slowly sneaking them out of his closet, finding that the masses of material drowning your small frame were super comforting), you headed down to the kitchen, turned the stove on and filled the kettle up. You were scrolling through your phone when you heard footsteps on the tiled floor. Colson strolled into the kitchen looking disheveled in a white tank top and boxer shorts, hair ruffled and looking sleepy

“Dude, it’s 3am how come you’re up?”

“Couldn’t sleep, living that oh so fun insomnia life again” you sighed “Did I wake you?”

“Nah, I was already awake. Couldn’t sleep either and heard someone moving about so thought I’d come down” He replied, climbing onto one of the breakfast stools

“Yeah, I think it’s not having much of a routine. Hate lying in bed staring at the ceiling so just got up. You want a cup?” you offered, pointing to the chamomile tea you were brewing

“Sure, thanks” he says, taking the steaming mug from you

You sit down at the breakfast bar with him and start chatting, scrolling through instagram as you do. After about an hour, as you’re talking about an article you’re reading, you notice Colson doesn’t respond and you look to your right and see he’s fallen asleep, leaning on his hand, his mouth slightly ajar.

“Hey, sleeping beauty” you whisper, rubbing his back with your hand “Go to bed”

He slightly jolts at your touch, opening his eyes “Nah man, I’m keeping you company”

“Some company” you laugh softly “pretty sure you just slept through all my rambling there”

He leans against your shoulder, closing his eyes again “Hey, at least you’re not sitting here alone. That’s something right?”

“That’s true” you smile, leaning your head against his “You’re very appreciated, do you know that”

You gently push him upright and stand up “Come on, let’s go to bed. I’m pretty tired myself, so you’ve definitely helped”

He’s laid his head down on his arm on the counter, his breathing getting heavy immediately so you pull his other hand making him stand up. He stands up and puts his arm around your shoulder as you walk towards the stairs, your legs feeling heavy as you climb each step, carrying some of Colson’s weight as he sleepily walks with you

Once you’re standing outside your bedroom doors, he pulls you in for a hug

“Night kid, don’t be wandering around bored if you can’t sleep yeah? Just come get me. Nothing worse than sitting up alone at night…”

“Will do. Thanks Col” You squeeze him a bit tighter as he kisses the top of your head

“Night” you smile, as he let’s you go and turns and heads into his room, waving his hand up behind him

Undressing and crawling into bed, your eyes feel heavy as your head hits the pillow. Colson was right, insomnia was a much less lonely experience with a friend.

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Of course, as is always the way after your sleepless nights, you sleep in super late the following day meaning the cycle continues and you find yourself wide awake as the witching hour approaches. Feeling restless in your bedroom, you get up, and decide to head downstairs and out into the studio because you figure you might as well put this time to good use. You settle into a chair with your acoustic guitar and started playing, stopping and starting as you figure out a melody, working your latest lyrics in with it

“I wanna start this out and say, I gotta get it off my chest. Got no anger, got no malice…”

“I thought I told you to come get me if you couldn’t sleep”

You almost drop your guitar as you hear Colson’s voice behind you, “Jesus, how are you such an enormous human but you still manage to creep up on me all the time?”

“Just a stealthy motherfucker I guess” He laughs, flopping into the chair next to you

“Whatcha working on? That sounded sweet, keep playing…”

Colson knows you sometimes get a bit self-conscious with people watching you sing, so he lights his joint, rests his head on his hand and closes his eyes. You smile as you see what he's doing, thankful he always understands what you're like.

You turn back to your notepad, reading over your lyric outline quickly before repositioning the guitar in your lap and resetting the metronome

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‘I wanna start this out and say, I gotta get it off my chest

Got no anger, got no malice, Just a little bit of regret

No, nobody else will tell you, so there's some things I gotta say

Gonna jot it down and then get it out and then I'll be on my way

No, you're not half the man you think that you are

And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, drugs, and cars

I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you

'Cause you can't love nothing unless there's something in it for you

Oh, I feel so sorry, I feel so sad

I tried to help you, it just made you mad

And I had no warning about who you are

I'm just glad I made it out without breaking down

And then ran so fuckin' far, that you would never ever touch me again

Won't see your alligator tears

'Cause, no, I've had enough of them’

___

“Man, that was beautiful Y/N. I got some chills right there…You just wrote that?”

“Nah, it’s something I dug up from ‘back then’. Been going through some old lyrics and samples while we’ve got all this time on our hands. It’s kinda cathartic to go over some of that stuff now there’s a bit more distance you know”

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A couple of years ago, you’d been stuck in a really toxic relationship with your ex, Stevie. Your time with him had been a tornado of arguments, drugs and the constant heartache of him cheating on you. Every time you’d get close to having the strength to leave, you’d always cave in and the mess would continue with you losing a bit of yourself each time you stayed. You’d become pretty used to his violent outbursts, he had always been controlling and short tempered, often pushing you and throwing stuff around your apartment. Despite his own frequent infidelity, he flew into a jealous rage with you constantly.

He’d always hated Colson, despite him being one of your best friends, and while he’d play nice to his face you’d always get it in the neck once you were alone about how you and Colson were ‘too close’ and he ‘didn’t trust him’. Before that final night you’d spent with him, things had been pretty good with the two of you for a few weeks, there hadn’t been much drama and so you hadn’t thought too much of inviting him out with you and the gang for a night out clubbing. Your good run had clearly come to an end, when you felt his hand grab your arm tightly and drag you off the dancefloor where you’d been dancing with Colson. You’d been bundled into an uber so quickly, you hadn’t even managed to get your handbag from inside. You saw Colson running out of the club, followed by Rook and Slim who was holding your bag, as the cab pulled away.

Once you were back at the apartment, he flew into a rage. You’d never seen him this bad before, his eyes were dark and when you tried to argue back, calling his jealousy ‘pathetic’ he snapped. He’d grabbed you by the throat and slammed you against the wall, “Don’t you ever disrespect me like that again” he’d spat in your face, before striking you so hard with his fist that the skin across your cheek split open. It was as if his actions had knocked him back to reality, he’d let go of you and you ran to your bedroom, locked the door behind you and started packing a bag. He hammered on the door, begging you to open it and you could hear that he was crying. You looked around for your phone before you remembered you’d left it at the club. Desperate to get away, you opened your laptop and brought up instagram, managing to send Colson a message asking him to send you an uber to his house straight away. You’d thrown your laptop and a few more bits in your bag, the battery dying before you had a chance to wait for a reply, before pulling the bedroom door open and barging past Stevie. He’d tried to grab you, but you’d finally had enough “Never fucking touch me again” you spat, pushing him off you. The hatred in your voice rooted him to the spot and he said nothing as you walked out, the door slamming behind you.

Once you were outside the apartment building, the reality of what had just happened and the situation you were in started to wash over you. You had no phone, no wallet, your laptop was dead. Just as you were starting to seriously panic, an uber pulled up and Colson had leapt out of the backseat. You’d been in total shock and had just let Colson guide you into the cab and then out into his house, up to his room. He didn’t say anything as he led you to his bathroom and lifted you up onto the counter. He grabbed a flannel and soaked it with warm water, rinsing it out before pressing it softly against the cut on your cheek, gently wiping away the blood that had mixed with your mascara laced tears. The tenderness of his actions was almost too much and you started to sob again.

“Hey, hey. Y/N, look at me” he said softly, lifting your chin so you looked at him, his blue eyes misty themselves “It’s okay, you’re safe here. Don’t move, I’ll be back in a sec”

He left the bathroom and returned with a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. Putting them on the counter next to you, he crouched down and undid the straps on your heels, slipping them off your feet and then helping you down from the counter. “I’ll leave you to change”

When you came out of the bathroom, Colson was lying in his bed “Come here” he said, holding his arm and beckoning into his side. You crawled under the covers next to him and snuggled into him, his long arms wrapping around you.

“Col…” you said quietly

“Yeah?” he whispered back, stroking your hair off your forehead

“Thank you…”

“You don’t need to thank me. I’ve always got you Y/N”

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“I hated that fucking guy. That night...I wanted to kill him after what he’d done to you”

You see him tense up at the memory and you lean over and squeeze his knee “You’re such an amazing friend, do you know that. I don’t know what I would’ve done that night without you”

"You're a fucking warrior Y/N, you'd have handled your shit. I was just happy you trusted me enough to let me be there for you. You deserve so much better than that" he says, covering the hand you'd placed on his knee with his, staring you in the eyes and returning the smile that's crept across your face

"You know there's been a few punches I've wanted to dole out on behalf of you over the years, but you've never let me" you tell him

"Too right I'd never let you. I never want you in the drama, you're too good for getting caught up in that shit" he replies, pointing at you with mock sternness

"Hey" he says, seeing your expression wash over with a tint of sadness "At least the sleepless nights aren't what they were then…

… If we're gonna work through some old demons this lockdown, I'm sure I've got some songs and lyrics that have never seen the light of day" He reaches over the desk and pulls his laptop towards him "You've inspired me… "

"Oh no, are we gonna fuck our heads up with this?" you joke nervously, worrying that Colson's going to delve into something that's going to upset him

"Nah, I got you covered and you got me, right?"

"True dat" you say, as he holds his fist out so you can fistbump, his eyes now focused on his laptop screen

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You felt kinda bad, having kept Colson up all night with you the last two nights, especially as you'd got him reminiscing about some tough memories, so tonight you tried to sneak past his room when your restlessness got the better of you.

"Nice try kid!" Colson says as he throws his bedroom door open, causing you to yelp in fright. standing there topless with his sweatpants hung low in his hips, he lights the joint hanging from his mouth "I told you we were in this together now"

"I felt bad, making you stay up with me"

"You didn't make me do shit…Wait a sec, let me find a hoodie. If I have any left in here…" he says, giving a pointed look towards the huge blue hoodie you were wrapped in before walking back into his room and rummaging through his drawers

"Oh shush, you have like a hundred…"

"Right come on" he says, pulling a pink hoodie over his head and flipping the hood up over his messy hair "Let's see what we get into tonight…"

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And so the nights went on like this, the two of you falling into an easygoing studio routine. If there wasn't anything else going on in the house, you'd eat dinner together then head to the studio and work through the night into the small hours, skipping out the pretense of trying to sleep. You were both pretty productive at this time it seemed, both being proclaimed night owls, and keeping busy during these uncertain times was keeping your minds off the unfolding pandemic.

Considering he’d referred to his home studio in the past as the ‘rage cage’ (and it certainly could still be party central when the entire crew got involved), it was actually a place you drifted towards to relax these days. You’d always worked well together in a studio, but over the weeks spending so much time just the two of you, you became more in tune with each other, noticing when one of you had hit a wall and it was time for bed. Sometimes you'd work in comfortable silence, side by side, engrossed in your own seperate tasks. Sometimes barely any work would get done as you put the world to rights talking about anything and everything in a late night impromptu therapy session.

This evening, you'd been sitting cross legged in your chair for hours now, focusing so hard on editing a song which was driving you mad, you hadn't realised your feet had gone numb. As you try to move, your knees crack and pins and needles shoot through your legs. Colson looks up from the screen he'd been engrossed in after hearing you groan and sees you rubbing your feet trying to bring back the feeling to them

‘C’mere’ he said, before turning his chair towards you and leaning down to grab your legs, bringing your feet up onto his lap. He pulls your socks off and begins massaging your feet. You lean your head back, eyes closed and let out a long ‘hmmm’. You don’t see Colson glancing over at you and shifting in his seat as he lets out slow breath before turning back to his screen

“Now this is the kind of work session I could get used to”, you sighed "You being my studio bitch on hand for foot rubs. Although, I imagine this enjoyment goes both ways Mr Foot Lover” you tease, throwing him an exaggerated wink

Colson throws his head back with a hearty chuckle, and light heartedly slaps your calf

"Keep it in your pants Y/N"

You laugh and wiggle your toes, Colson letting out a dramatic, throaty groan in response. "Those are some sexy little toes though" he states, sticking his tongue out.

Still laughing, you put your hand to your chest, and gasp as you feign prudishness and try to pull your feet away. He grabs both your feet in one of his hands, keeping them in place then leans over the desk and pulls your laptop towards you

"Get on with some work you, this is supposed to be keeping you motivated, not distracted"

He scolds affectionately, with a smile on his face

“Okay, okay, spoilsport” you grumble as you pull your computer onto your lap

Half an hour passes, your legs still on Colson’s lap with him still massaging your feet absentmindedly with one hand while he works, and your eyes begin to feel heavy. You don’t realise you’ve fallen asleep, until you’re awoken by a “woah” from Colson as he catches your laptop which is about to fall. Taking it from your lap, he states “Right, time for bed you”

You check your phone and see it’s already 5:36am.

You stand up and stretch then walk over behind Colson, putting your arms around his shoulders, and resting your chin on his head. Looking at his screen, you yawn “You got much left to do?”

He leans back into you, bringing his hand up to rest on your arm, “Making some good progress so just gonna finish a couple of bits”

“Okay dude” you gently kiss the top of his head and squeeze the back of his neck a couple of times as you turn to leave “Try and get some rest, we’ve got a long day of sweet fuck all to do tomorrow” you say through another big yawn

“Heh yeah, Night Kid” he says softly, letting out a yawn himself. Colson turns and watches you head out of the studio and lets out a big sigh. Feeling the back of his neck still tingle from where you’d squeezed it, he’s suddenly aware of how empty the room feels without you in it....

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Taglist: @triplexdoublex @thisshitisfuckingdifficult @brightblaqkkheaven

Lace Up! ❌❌

[dirtycccat]

the demon bros+ undateables showing their love

thought about this for 5 min then had to write it out so enjoy

lucifer

first off you notice he treats you differently

and by differently i mean like you’re his favorite child  sibling

you get away with anything??? and he’s softer with you than with the others (which is canon)

then you see that?? he keeps buying you stuff you said you wanted when he was present

and you’re ofc impressed

but you’re more impressed by how open he’s around you

he’ll leave most of his walls down around  you

which means you’ll get to experience unfiltered lucifer

he’ll laugh around you more, make dumb dad jokes, nap with his head in your lap, complain drunkenly about his work and bros, give you sloppy cheeks and forehead kisses

you find it rly cute though

if you’re in the human world he’ll 100% take this chance to send you beautifully written letters asking you how you are and leaving some verses that reminded him of you on the back like a 19th century vampire

“dear mc, how is your life? mine is filled with woe and unease since i do not  have the light of my life around anymore...anyway here’s a poem about being horny and alone by a 18th century romantic author hope to see you soon, xoxo lucifer”

you try to respond in the same way and send him memes on the back instead of  poetry (or real poetry depends on your mood)

mammon

protective of you 100% will throw hands with anyone that even glances weirdly your way

but also wants to show you off? like look at this human!!! this is MY human!!!

gives you random thoughtful gifts that reminded him of you

wants to be around you 24/7 so he invites you to all the events that he thinks you’ll like

you wanna party? perfect. you wanna go on a weird ghost stories tour around the city? cool. you wanna waltz in one of those old people parties? he’s already reserved two tickets. you just wanna lay around and nap? he’s already on your lap.

it doesn’t matter if you’re in a romantic relationship or not this man WILL serenade you outside your window

rapunzel style with an acoustic guitar or with a boombox like a rebel 80s kid

anyway here’s toxic by britney spears babe this is for YOU

levi

considers you his bff ofc

but also at first he’s still really awkward around you and doesn’t really know what to do for you and feels bad thinking only you do things for him

until you reassure him you enjoy just being around him so it’s fine

he blushes and starts inviting you more to his room to game/ watch stuff

at some point he starts buying two tickets to all concerts he goes to and invites you along

but also? he asks you what you’re into and starts marathoning your favorite animes/ movies/ series so he can talk with you abt them

you feel really moved that he’d do that for you???  like??? bruh...

your relationship is basically friends respecting each other and wanting to know each other the best through their passions even if it means getting into some weird shit

it’s rly wholesome tho

if you’re romantically involved he’ll totally do roleplay as your favourite character and you do the same for him and it’s really cute

also imagine: artistic collabs. you make fanart together??? you can program games together???? you do cosplay together??? the possibilities...

satan

he’ll hate to be compared to his dad brother but he does show how much he trusts you by showing his unguarded side too

when he first talked about lucifer without the filter of his nice guy persona you were pretty shocked

like he was really going at it

but then you realize? he’s just like that when he’s comfortable

and it’s not all mean spirited, he just has,,, a strong personality and a lot of opinions about stuff (which you sometimes share with him)

but you also found out it’s really fun to gossip with satan

since he knows all the juicy gossip from his multitude of ties (he’s sharing the title of gossip queen with asmo that’s why they get along so well tbh)

also if you even find a teacher you hate he’ll tell you all their embarrassing moments to make you feel better

he also recommends you books and poems and sends you quotes that made him think about you

so you sure as heck don’t need to buy books while you’re in the devildom bc he’ll buy you an entire library 

asmo

compliments you without comparing you to himself which is the highest compliment he can give

like mammon he’s more into the showing everyone his favorite human around while also protecting them

he’ll take you to his parties and gatherings as a guest of honor, he’ll make you meet all kinds of people and open up opportunities for you

he’ll be the one that pampers you

you’d think lucifer is the sugar daddy of the family but nope it’s asmo

he’ll buy you cute clothes, shoes, beauty products everything that he saw and imagined would look bomb on you

if you’re not into clothes he’ll buy you art supplies, books, anything you want but he’ll still probably  buy you at least some clothes he thinks are cute

if you’re romantically involved,,,, he’ll buy other toys for you as well which you can try together wink wink

beel

cooks for you

no questions asked when it’s his turn to cook he’ll think about what YOU would like to eat first before making something

which is??? really touching coming from beel

and also means sometimes he’ll make the same dish three weeks in a row and annoy the others while you just get excited bc ??? you get to eat your favourite dish??? again and again???? 

thank you beel you truly know how to touch someone’s insides

also opens up to you and talks to you about his fears and thoughts

expect to get 4 am msgs from beel if he had a nightmare

which would end up in you coming to cuddle him (and belphie also joins sometimes)

which tbh is that even a thing you can complain about?

belphie

is more baby less murder when you’re around

naps on your lap, naps on your shoulder, naps with you anywhere

but also let’s you nap on HIM

besides being soft around you he actually opens up to you too

and talks to you about his traumas and issues

which he has in common with his twin what can you do

so you have weekly cuddle parties with him and beel where you talk about shit and actually make them resolve their issues instead of just,,, ignoring them

also if you’re into each other you probably tease each other and flirt really shamelessly in public while the others cringe and or blush at your language

are you a cowboy? because i want you to ride me all night 

simeon

writes you fancy letters with poetry like lucifer, but his ink is scented and  his envelopes contain pressed flowers more often than not

if you’re together you even do letter sexting if you’re into it

creates characters based on you in his stories (which you don’t believe even if levi points out you that the two of you are kinda similar)

asks you to spend more and more time with him and luke

invites you to picnics, reads to you while your head is in his lap, cooks you snacks

if you’re a theatre kid too,,, you do musical love confessions too,,, sometimes by just reciting the lyrics of really popular musical theatre songs in a death panned voice

cough a heart full of love from les mis but read like poetry through the fence of the house of lamentation cough

asks you cryptic shit hannibal style like “tell me mc what does it mean to want to be consumed whole by another? is it a desire to become something bigger than yourself or is it related to our need to become one with our loved one like some cultures pointed out before?”

you’re either really into his cryptid talk or just roll your eyes and smooch him

diavolo

invites you around to his castle all the time

sometimes he even pulls some weird shenanigans just to make you spend more time with him

expect tea parties with him luci and barbatos in no particular combination

gives you compliments 24/7  even in public

remember how he treats lucifer? he’s that for you too but he’s learned from the lucifer experience to focus on complimenting you as a person more than how you look

if you’re into pda he’ll touch you all the time

if you ever wanted a gomez - morticia romance, here’s your goth big titty himbo that’s way too full of love

if you’re lovers expect to be pampered, i feel like? he doesn’t buy a lot of gifts and such because he’s probably tired of material things but he will make time in his busy schedule for you and spend a lot of time with you

which means more to him than gifts

(we will buy you anything you ask though)

barbatos

actually talks with you about stuff outside rad, the demon bros and diavolo

also invites you to alone time tea or wine time

where you drink and gossip

if satan and asmo are the crowned queens of gossip barbatos is the king of gossip but he doesn’t share his knowledge to most people so nobody knows what he knows

but he knows,,,, a lot

and not only that he knows a lot about people nowadays,,, but imagine the things he knows about like historical figures and such,,, 

so prepare for story time with barbatos where he  talks about how oscar wilde was almost summoned by drunk inccubi during a party once, or how  diavolo cried when he was a kid because he sent a letter to caravaggio asking him to paint his portrait and he said no

also if you get drunk together expect really energetic talkative barbatos destroying DESTROYING everyone (except diavolo ofc)

“lucifer please i once saw you crying because you thought diavolo was ignoring you when you actually forgot to press the send button to your messages ”

if you’re romantically involved diavolo will always be first in his hear but that just means you’ll have to invite diavolo along on your dates which  just means you’ve got a new lover and a new bff

solomon 

he invites you on all kinds of wacky adventures

you  visit witches, go to weird magical forest parties or orgies if you want, you go travelling the mountains for rare herbs

it’s like you’re faust and he’s mephisto  haha the irony and he’s showing you another side of the world you never knew 

ofc the others know about all this but??? they thought it’s normal and didn’t even consider you know nothing about it

but solomon knows what it was like to be just a human

and since he likes you he empathizes with your situation

he also make you meet all kinds of people

since he has 72 contracts and hundreds of years of doing wack stuff he must know some interesting people

and now his friends are your friends 

i feel like romantic solomon would be just him?? but less shady with you especially since now you understand him better 

but also he’ll probably bring you weird shit from his alone expeditions

did you ever want the tears of a mermaid? a carnivorous plant that feeds on emotions? a crying portrait? no? well too bad because now you have a room full of weird items

...that you love and treasure thank you very much

[ground-riot-jack]

Number 1 | K. Bakugou |

idk what this is man, an origin story maybe?? idk bakugou is an asshole and reader is a badass

The ratings where in, this is it, the big moment. After years of hard work and dedication, you’re finally about to find out if you made it the number Number 1 Hero Spot. You walk out on the stage with the other Top 5 heroes, one being your long term boyfriend, Bakugou. You’d been dating since highschool and worked at the same agency that he created.

“And for our number 2 Hero, we have...Ground Zero! Number 1... Angel! Thank you heroes for protecting and sacrificing your lives for us!” The announcer practically yelled at the large crowd of people.

You couldn’t believe it. You did it. You were the number 1 hero in all of Japan and your boyfriend was right behind you. The lights of the stage felt like power surging through your body. Your large white wings fluttered in excitement. You took your place at the number one podium and felt warm tears of joy stream down your face, you feel pata on your back and can hear congratulations swirling around but you can barely stand up straight.

Soon someone hands you a microphone, the crowd quieting down.

“Thank you all so much, I will work hard every single day until my body gives up to make sure this great nation is protected. I’ve worked very hard to get here so thank you all for recognizing my hard work and determination. I wanna thank Ground Zero, for being the best partner and for helping me get where I am. It won’t be easy but I will take this number 1 spot and wear it with pride. Thank you, i love you all” You spill out happily, you turn and grab onto Katsuki, hugging him and congratulating him on Number 2. You’d both climbed so high and so quickly since you’re UA days, it’s made you happy that you’ve come so far with the person you love most.

Bakugou however, didn’t look happy. It was extremely rare to see a smile on his face, but at the very least you’d expected his bored face. But now, he looked angry. He looked like he was ready to level the city withy he scowl pressed on his face.

“babe, what’s wrong? you good?” You grab his large bicep, getting him to look at you. His bright red eyes snap to yours and you feel locked in with how much animosity they hold.

“I’m ready to go home” He spits out before turning and walking back to the car you’d both arrived in.

You took a few more pictures with fans before following your grumpy boyfriend. As soon as you sat in the car, you could feel the tension thick in the air.

“Ok seriously babe, what the hell is wrong? We got the top spots, that’s amazing!” You turn towards him as the driver head back to your place.

“It’s nothing” He managed to say through his teeth with his are locked together with how tight he’s clenching his jaw.

“It’s something, you’re getting ready to blow this car up”

“I said it’s nothing, Angel” He speaks, the name oozing in malice and anger. Suddenly it clicked.

“You’re jealous that I got the number one spot while you got number two. jesus christ katsuki, could you be any more pessimistic. Why can’t you just be happy for me that i’ve reached a goal i’ve been trying to get my whole life? Number two is in no way shape or form bad.” You huff and fall back against the seat, you watch Bakugou clench and unclench his fists while staring out the window.

“I have to be number one and be better than All Might” He growls quietly, you knew it was a somewhat sensitive subject, but you couldn’t believe your ears.

“All might? Katsuki, you’re 23 years old, you can’t truly expect to be better than All Might right now? All might wasn’t even this good at this age yet, you’re way ahead of schedule. You can’t be happy for me because you wanna be better at 22 years old than All Might was in his prime? You’re delusional katsuki.”

“I HAVE TO BE NUMBER ONE”

“THATS FINE BUT WHY CANT YOU BE HAPPY THAT TOUR GIRLFRIEND IS NUMBER ONE?”

“BECAUSE IT SHOULD BE ME”

“so you think I don’t deserve this katsuki? You think what? I haven’t worked hard enough? I’m nor strong enough? I’m not good enough? WHAT IS IT KATSUKI? Why don’t I deserve to be number one? Why do you think your were unfairly judged?”

You both stared at each other in silence for a while, anger boiling into the atmosphere. You understood the only thing that drove bakugou in highschool was his need to be number one. You were both adults now, and you were in love with each other. You’d hoped that you’d made a big enough impact on bakugou that your life and love together would be enough of a motivator to be great, the way it was with you.

You felt that car pull into your large home, and immediately jumped out, racing up to your shared bedroom. You got out of your hero costume and into leggings and a tank top. You took off all your makeup and picked the confetti out of your wings. You looked up as Bakugou walked in the room.

“Im not sorry that I’m not settling for number two, I never will and you know it, but i am sorry for yelling at you and the way I acted.” Katsuki grumbled while looking at the floor. Usually, his awkward and hesitant apologies warmed your heart and made you gush at how cute your angry boyfriend was, but now you find yourself staying angry.

“That’s not an apology katsuki. You refuse to be happy for me, even though you promised you would be. You refuse to even acknowledge how much work I put into this to be number one. I am THE youngest Hero to hit number one and you can’t even say good job babe. Instead you get angry and jealous and mean because it wasn’t you. Never mind the fact that you jumped from 10 to 2 which is THE biggest jump anyone’s seen in years bakugou. You won’t even let yourself be happy at what you’ve done, because you’re too busy being jealous” You poke his chest, finally standing in front of him.

“It’s not a bad thing to want to be the best” He crosses his arms, getting defensive.

“Of course not babe, I want you to be the best too. So why don’t you want me to be the best?”

“It’s not that, it’s-“

“It’s what Katsuki?”

“I made a promise to myself-”

“YOU MADE A PROMISE TO ME KATSUKI. You gave me this fucking promise ring and told me that you you’re gonna support me no matter what. That we were gonna work hard to get to where we need to go and we were gonna do it together. You promised me you’d be by my side. That’s the difference between us babe. You need to be number one for yourself, I need to be number one for us. You’ve forgotten that” You wipe your tears and move around the tall man in your way. It hurt that Katsuki couldn’t see this was bigger than his highschool days. This was your life together. You hadn’t spoken to All Might or even Midoriya in years, so why was it so hard for him to accept you as a permanent part of his life.

“Baby, i’m sorry I just. I get one track minded and I was so hopeful that this was finally the day. I needed so bad to be number one-“

“THIS IS NO LONGER ABOUT BEING NUMBER ONE KATSUKI, THIS IS ABOUT HOW YOU CANT SEE THAT YOURE TREATING ME LIKE A SIDE CHARACTER. I AM YOUR GIRLFRIEND!! For fucks sake katsuki, we live, work, sleep, eat do and do everything together, so the fact that I’m not even one of the reasons you go out and do what you do hurts because this” You pause and gestured to everything around you. “This is the reason I wake up every morning, you are the reason I fight crime and your reason is, a childhood rivalry. You’re am adult now, you’re supposed to be friends with midoriya and all might and you’re supposed to be over this whole thing. This isn’t supposed to be the thing that drives you. I’m not saying I have to be too of the list but it would be nice to be on the list” You sigh and look at your boyfriend. You knew this wasn’t healthy to yell at each other like this, but you needed him to understand where you’re coming from.

“Baby, Of course you’re my reason for waking up and being a hero, I would do anything to protect you, it’s just I always pictured me at Number 1 with my agency and you and a family. I have a need, a primal urge to be number one and that’s never going to change. Doesn’t mean i don’t love your dumbass”

“Well I’m number one Katsuki, and I earned the hell out of it. I worked my ass off day and night for weeks and months and years so that I could have this. And to see you pout and complain and look me in my face and tell me you don’t think I deserve this spot hurts more than some cute little apology where you call me dumbass lovingly. So i’ll ask you again, why don’t you think I deserve this spot? What makes you better?” You squinted your eyes at the tall man and clench your jaw.

“Im physically stronger-“ You interrupt your boyfriend by grabbing his arm and kicking his legs out from under him, using your wings to flip him over in his back, pinning him down.

“You’re so close minded katsuki, that you don’t even know what i’ve. been doing for the past 8 months. I an the number one hero you think i didn’t train to be stronger than everyone around me?” You ask, hurt laced in your voice.

“Fine, you deserve this spot. You’re the best.”

“You dont meant that, I’m gonna make you fucking mean it Katsuki. One day you’re gonna see me and i’m gonna be the best and you’re gonna be in awe of my power and then you’ll finally see that i deserve this.” You push off of him and stand up your wings tucking close to your body.

“Just-give me a week babe. I promise I’ll make it up to you and I’ll show you I am happy for you, it’s just difficult being let down like this. I’m a sore loser and you know it.” Bakugou grabs your shoulder and pulls you close to his chest.

“You haven’t even said you’re proud of me yet. or that you love me. or even good job katsuki. You don’t believe i’m your heart that i deserve this do you?” You look at him, heart in your throat.

“I believe I should be number one. Every time.” Katsuki mutters in your hair like it was a compliment. You push him back, rage filling your body.

“You’re fucked up katsuki. I’m fucking leaving” You spit, throwing on a jacket and shoes, heading towards your front door.

“Where the hell are you going?!” Bakugou snarls as you move past him.

“Katsuki, I love you with every fiber of my soul, but right now looking at your face makes me wanna throw you across town and beat the shit out of you. I’ll be back tomorrow maybe” You mumble the last part, not really sure how long you wanna be away from your hot headed boyfriend.

“you can’t just fucking leave y/n, how do you expect to be number one of you can’t even stay and win a fight against your boyfriend.” Katsuki let’s out a dry laugh, causing you to turn away from your front door.

You lunge at Katsuki, ready to punch him until he understands you’re the number one hero. You two roll around fighting and spewing things typically reserved for villains. Bakugou pins you down on the floor, his knee on your chest and his hands holding both your wrists beside your head. You close your eyes and focus all your energy into your chest, a faint ball of white light glows from your heart. Ktsuki looks at it with realization before the energy is expelled from you and your boyfriend is sent flying across the living room.

“You did not just use Power Surge on me.” He growls. wiping the sweat from his brow.

“I did, and i’m fucking leaving and your not gonna say shit or so help me god katsuki, i will shoot a beam of light so bright and hot that you wake up blind, burnt and fucking single.” You use your wings to send you flying straight to your front door, you look back at your confused boyfriend once more before taking to the sky.

Bakugou began the cleaning process, shocked and confused. Why didn’t you understand he wants to be happy for you, he truly does, but his pride won’t let him get away with not winning. He decided to let you fly off to calm down for the night, opting to call and talk to Kirishima. The two friends ended up talking for a bit longer than expected, bakugou trying to get kiri on his side, not his girlfriends. It didn’t work however, Kirishima understood that bakugou would let his emotions cloud his mind, even when it came to you. By the end of the conversation, bakugou was almost has heated as he was while fighting you. He concluded the best option was to head to his agency and train for the night.

He arrived and decided to do some things around the office before heading to the training and workout wing of his large building. While going thru last minute files, there’s a knock on his door.

“Ground Zero, i wasn’t expecting you to be here so late.” A stranger smiles in Bakugou face as he opens his office door, his secretary smiling sheepishly.

“Who the hell are you?” He cocks his head and tries to figure it out before he’s told, one of those weird habits he’s picked up being a hero.

“My apologies. I’m Niko Takeyama, I work for the Hero Commission. How would you like to be the number one hero by this time next month.”

[dangerousstrawberryshark]

Yandere Bully Jasper Hale X bullied Male Reader

Warning: little violence, bullying, and a little smut. 

Requested from Peramess. 

Background: In this world vampires and humans live together in peace but vampires still mistreat humans because they are weaklings. Then this brings us to Jasper Hale he is the king of H/S/N. He bullies those that weak he likes to pick on one kid specifically... M/n. this goes on for a while until a new boy arrives at school. Jasper doesn’t like how you and him are close. Jasper had to ‘deal’ with Elijah.

M/N: Male name

L/N: Last name

H/S/N: High School Name.

Disclaimer: I have never seen twilight so my knowledge of it low. All I know is its about werewolves and vampires and a girl named Bella.

sorry if this is bad!

Word count: 2026

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MINORS DNI. FEMALE READERS… I’LL ALLOW YOU TO READ MY FICS BUT DO NOT FETISHIZE ANY OF MY STORIES

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*beep, beep, beep*

You heard your annoying alarm clock going off. “Ugh!” you turned off your alarm clock and got up. You see hints of the sun’s rays penetrating through the closed curtains. ‘New day, and more torture.’ 

You were bullied by Jasper Hale, the “Vampire King” of H/S/N. You didn’t understand why he was doing it, you weren’t weak like others. You do go to the gym and workout, but you weren’t strong as Jasper. 

After just staring at the corner for 5 minutes, you finally got up and began your daily routine. You emptied your blabber, bushed your teeth until they were crystal white, and you put on your uniform. 

After a few minutes some finalizations, you made your way downstairs, where you see your mother cooking her famous pancakes. “Good morning sweetie!” Your mother acknowledges your presence entering the kitchen. 

‘Hey mom,” you said with a tired voice. “You okay sweetie? You don’t seem excited.” Your mother asked worriedly. “I’m just tired. I just wanna go back to sleep.” you said, ‘If only she knew.’ You thought to yourself. “Oh okay, anyways breakfast is ready! Dig in!” your mother placed down a plate full of pancakes, bacon, sausages, and eggs with toast and milk on the side. Your mouth was salivating. “Thanks, mom.” 

After a few minutes of eating, you said goodbye to your mother and began walking to school. As you were walking, you began to take in the sights before entering prison- school. 

You began to the building appear in the distance. When you entered, you were met with a kick to the leg. “Ahh.” you fell onto the concrete floor, you looked you see the same blond-haired guy that made your life a living hell, Jasper Hale. (is that blond hair?) 

“Well, well, well look at what we got here.” you heard him say clearly mocking you. “Well, you need to get your daily beating.” You were now scared, nobody was coming to aid you. Everyone was afraid of what might happen to them. You felt pain spread throughout your body as they kicked. 

The bell ring and the kicking stopped. “I’ll be back later to finish what we started.” Jasper whispered into your ear before leaving with his gang. You stayed there for minutes before attempting to get back up.

While you were getting up, you see a hand in front of you. You looked up and see an unfamiliar person. ‘Who is he?’ You questioned. You just stared at his hand before finally taking it. 

“You okay? You looked pretty beat up.” this stranger said. “Yeah, I’m okay this happens daily,” you replied not caring about how he would respond. “If you say so,” he responded. “So are you new here or something? Cause I have never seen you around,” You asked curiously. “Oh, yes. Yes, I am new. And I was wondering if you knew where this class is?” he asked handing you his schedule. You looked over and he had the same classes as you. “We both have the same classes. I can show around if you want,” you offered him. “Okay, let’s get going!”

“By the way, what’s your name?” You asked wanting to get to know him, ‘He could be my first friend!’ you thought excitedly. “Elijah. Elijah Wilson. Nice to meet you. what’s your name?” he now asked you the same question. “Oh, umm M/n. M/N L/N…��� you replied nervously since this was your first time having a normal conversation. “Nice to meet you M/N! Now I feel like we should get going.” He replied in a friendly tone. ‘Maybe he isn’t that bad.’ “Yeah, let’s get going,” you replied with a smile on your face. 

“So you have trigonometry for the first period! Come on let me show you where it is.” You said walking in the direction of both you’re first-period class. “Ugh, trigonometry?! Why is math my first-period class!” Elijah said annoyed, while you laughed at him.  

Time skip (4 minutes)

After walking for 4 minutes you and Elijah both made it to class. Once you open the door everybody stared at you. “You’re late!” your teacher said aggravated that you interrupted her class. In the corner of your eye, you can Jasper be chuckling and smirking along with everybody else. That was when Elijah made himself noticed after walking in. Now everybody’s attention was on him. 

“Ahh, you must the new student right?” “Yes, I am. my name is Elijah Wilson,” Elijah replied timidly. “Alright, class Elijah will be joining our class and treat him with respect. Do you need someone to show you around?” Your teacher asked trying to get this over with. “No, M/N said he’ll show me around,” Elijah replied. “Okay, M/N you will show him around! Now… take your seats.” the teacher demanded. 

You went to your seat while Elijah followed you and took his seat next to you since no one wanted to. Everybody was looking at you both, some with a look of pity, and the others just a look of fear of what was going to happen. Jasper was fuming at this and everybody could feel his anger, he just glared at Elijah the whole time. 

Time skip (30 minutes later)

The bell rang signaling that class is over and its time to move to the next class. You packed your things and waited for Elijah at the door. While you were waiting you got for Elijah, you got punched in the back and kicked in the leg, then you felt someone pulling your hair. You looked and wouldn’t you know it, it was Jasper with a furious look on his face. He was about to continue until someone stepped in.

“Hey stop that!” Elijah yelled, gaining the attention of everyone in the hallway. “Or what? What are going to do, you weak human.” Jasper said with venom, he let go of your hair and began to walk towards Elijah. Elijah walked forward as well. Jasper was about to punch Elijah but he quickly dodges and landed a punch on Jasper. Then the fight happened, you were just standing there shocked. 

They were both beaten up but Jasper seems to be more injured. ‘How is he doing this?! Jasper is a vampire! He’s human?!’ You thought to yourself as you were confused. Jasper was the first to put out. “Gasp.” everybody gasped. ‘Jasper never backed down!’ you too were shocked. 

After it was over you got up and went to aid Elijah. “Come on we need to get to the nurse’s office.” You helped a very bruised Elijah up and made your way to the office. While you were walking, Jasper was just staring at your back. ‘You’ll be mine M/n…’ 

Time skip (5 minutes)

You knocked on the door. No one answered. You decided to just enter anyways. “Looks like the nurse isn’t here. Go get on the bed and I’ll get the bandages.” you got the bandages and the alcohol from one of the cabinets. You both sat there in silence until Elijah asked something personal… 

“Why don’t you have many friends?” you stopped what you were doing and just looked at him. “I’m sorry if I offended you,” Elijah apologize. “No don’t worry, you didn’t offend me.” it went back to being quiet until you man up and told him what happen. “If you’re wondering why I don’t have many friends… (you paused for a moment) My friends went missing. I don’t know what happened to them,” you said while tears began to pour out of your eyes. You felt Elijah hug you whispering, “It’s alright.”

Jasper was looking in through the window of the door. Jealousy and anger raged through his veins. 

Time skip (2 months later)

You and Elijah have grown close. Jasper for some reason stopped bullying you, now all he does is stare at you, but you paid no attention to it.

It was the end of the school day and you said your goodbyes to Elijah and began your walk home. While you were walking you felt like someone was watching you. 

You heard footsteps behind and you decided to walk faster the figure behind also began to walk faster. Before you know it, you ran trying to get away from this unknown person. But in the end, this unknown figure caught you and pulled you into an alleyway. 

This hooded figure pulled out a cloth with chloroform on it and put it onto your nose. You tried your best not to inhale it but failed. You passed out. 

You woke up and see that you’re chained to the wall. You began to panic, you looked around trying to see you’re surrounding. In the corner of the room you… Elijah chained up to the wall as well. “Elijah!” you called out to him but he didn’t respond. You heard footsteps coming down into the basement. You looked at the entrance and you see…… Jasper. 

“Jasper?! You did this!” You yelled with anger. “Watch that mouth of your sweetheart.” when he said you were flabbergasted. ‘Sweetheart?!?!’ “Sweetheart?! One, why are you calling me that, and two, what did you do to Elijah?!” when I said Elijah’s name, his face changed immediately. ‘Bipolar much.’ 

“Elijah, Elijah! It always about him! Why?!” He said with resentment. “Why?! Because you bullied me every day! Elijah was the only one who actually stood up for me and stood up to you!”  you yelled back at him. After you said that he just looked at you before making a move. “You wanna see what I did to Elijah?! Here have a look!” With that said Jasper throws the dead body of Elijah. You screamed at the sight, his eyes were ripped out and his fingers were ripped off as well. Also, his blood was drained. 

Jasper just laughs at your expression. “Wanna know why his eyes and fingers are ripped off? Because he looked at you. His fingers? He touched you.” you were screaming at how calm he was. While you’re crying out your tears, Jasper began to step closer. 

He grabbed the chains raising you up. He grabbed your wrist pulling you closer and tilt your head to the other side. Jasper began to lick your neck trying your sweet spot, he put his hand over your mouth so you wouldn’t make a sound. “Mmm.” you whimpering until…

“Ahhhh!” you felt fangs penetrating your skin. “Mmm.” Jasper was sucking your blood. He then stopped and began to whisper in your ear. “You taste delicious. Better than that scumbag’s blood. You taste so sweet,” Jasper whispered in your ear while also licking it and biting. 

He went back to sucking your blood in the same location. You passed out from blood loss but before you did, you heard him say something. “You’ll make the best bride.”

Time skip (5 months. 5 months since you went missing.)

“You may now kiss the bride.” Jasper immediately grabbed you and kissed you. “We are now married. Now you’ll be mine forever. Nobody will come to save you. Dead is the only thing that will divide us…”

How did this happen? It started off as Jasper bullying you, now it ends with your Bully marrying you. 

You’re his and he’ll never let you go. 

[mialovesthebeatles]

Paul secretly expressing his love for John in his lyrics, a touching and much needed thread

1. Dear Friend (1971)

Dear friend, what's the time? Is this really the border line? Does it really mean so much to you? Are you afraid, or is it true?

Dear friend, throw the wine I'm in love with a friend of mine

2. Get Enough (2018)

It was a time when we walked by the docks I told you, "I need you all of my life" And watching the tugs rolling by together Do you remember? Do you remember the lights on the shore? How they reflected the rain on the road? I believed that you love me alone It was real Do you remember? Now and then I see your face I've been wanting a lovin' embrace I've been looking for love, but it gets me nowhere

3. This One (1989)

Did I ever take you in my arms, Look you in the eye, tell you that I do, Did I ever open up my heart And let you look inside.

Did I ever touch you on the cheek Say that you were mine, thank you for the smile, Did I ever knock upon your door And try to get inside?

If I never did it, I was only waiting For a better moment that didn't come. There never could be a better moment Than this one, this one.

4. Calico Skies (1997)

It was written that I would love you From the moment I opened my eyes And the morning when I first saw you Gave me life under calico skies I will hold you for as long as you like I'll hold you for the rest of my life

Always looking for ways to love you Never failing to fight at your side While the angels of love protect us From the inner most secrets we hide I'll hold you for as long as you like I'll love you for the rest of my life

Long live for us crazy soldiers Who were born under calico skies May we never be called to handle All the weapons of war we despise

I'll hold you, for as long as you like I'll hold you for the rest of my life I'll hold you for as long as you like I'll love you for the rest of my, for the rest of my life

5. Here Today (1982)

And if I say I really knew you well What would your answer be? If you were here today

Well knowing you You'd probably laugh And say that we were worlds apart If you were here today

But as for me I still remember how it was before And I am holding back the tears no more

What about the time we met? Well, I suppose that you could say that we were playing hard to get Didn't understand a thing But we could always sing

What about the night we cried Because there wasn't any reason left to keep it all inside? Never understood a word But you were always there with a smile

And if I say I really loved you And was glad you came along Then you were here today

For you were in my song Here today

6. Two Of Us (1969)

Two of us riding nowhere Spending someone's hard-earned pay You and me Sunday driving Not arriving On our way back home We're on our way home

You and I have memories That stretches out ahead

7. Best Friend (1972)

Well, I wake up in the morning, I'm still dreaming 'bout you Tell you, pretty baby, I'm blue Wake up in the evening, I'm still screaming out Over you, over you

Well, tell me why, why, why do you treat me so bad, so bad When you're the best friend a man ever had?

8. No Words (1973)

You wanna give your love away And end up giving nothing I'm not surprised That your black eyes are gazing You say that love is everything And what we need the most of I wish you knew that's just how true My love was No words for my love You're burning love Sweet burning love It's deep inside You must not hide Your burning love Sweet burning love Your burning love You want to turn your head away And someone's thinking of you I wish you'd see It's only me, I love you

No words for my love

9. Little Lamb Dragonfly (1973)

My heart is breaking for you little lamb I can help you out But we may never meet again

Dragonfly fly by my window You and I still have a way to go Don't know why you hang around my door I Don't live here any more

Since you've gone I never know I go on, but I miss you so

Dragonfly don't keep me waiting When we try, we'll have a way to go

Dragonfly, you've been away too long How did two rights make a wrong

Since you've gone I never know I go on but I miss you so In my heart I feel the pain Keeps coming back again

Dragonfly, the years ahead will show How little we really know

Since you've gone its never right They go on the lonely nights, Come on home and make it right

My heart is aching for you little lamb I can help you out But I cannot help you in

10. Call Me Back Again (1975)

Well when I, when I was just a little baby boy Every night I would call, your number brought me joy I called your house, every night since then But I ain't never, no no never heard you calling me Come on and call me back again Come on call me back again I've heard your name every night since then But I ain't never, no no never Heard you calling me Come on and call me back again Yeah all me back again

11. I Don’t Know (Johnny, Johnny) (1960)

I don’t know what I’m gonna do I don’t know what I’m gonna do when I tell my father You love me Johnny, I love you Johnny I’m not gonna let you go

12. Tug of War (1982)

It's a tug of war What with one thing and another It's a tug of war We expected more But with one thing and another We were trying to outdo each other In a tug of war In another world In another world we could Stand on top of the mountain With our flag unfurled In a time to come In a time to come we will be Dancing to the beat played On a different drum It's a tug of war Though I know I mustn't grumble It's a tug of war But I can't let go If I do you'll take a tumble And the whole thing is going to crumble It's a tug of war

In years to come they may discover What the air we breathe and the life we lead Are all about But it won't be soon enough Soon enough for me No it won't be soon enough Soon enough for me

[idkkkkkkk123lgb]

Chris evans (Professor) x reader

A bit of the moment i knew too for the birthday

7 days till my birthday.

Day 1

Profesor Evans was one of the most attractive people you'd see he was so naturally attractive that students would end up daydreaming and fighting over the first desk so they could just see him upclose i was sitting on the front desk per his request we were both in a 3 months relationship after class was over i went up to him

"Chris... I think i left my scarf at your sister's house did you see it there?" i jumped on the desk infront of him

"Yeah it's with me don't worry but i don't think I'm giving it back" he said smirking that smirk that made me weak

"You owe me a new one" i was holding back a giggle

"How about a drive instead?" he asked

"Fine since you asked so nicely" i hop off as both of us alone make our way to his car to not be suspicious before i get in his car and he also does on the other we were driving around getting lost autumn air making our hairs fly and a few leafs going inside through the wide open window as we were singing loudly there was magic in the car i felt so inlove i got a text from my mom telling me she's not home "chris?" i looked at him "yeah darling?" he almost ran a red light when he looked at me awaiting my answer "careful... Mom said she's not home you know she's been staying with me.. Wanna go to my house?" he agreed and we went there.. It was the night i lost my virginity to him.. Me 20 him 43..i had no regrets not then atleast.

We fell asleep right after but woke up in the middle of the night as we go find something to eat i open the fridge and suddenly you grab me to dance as i giggle loudly in the refrigerator light then we sit on the stairs planning a future for after i finish college talking about our pasts

Day 2

we were meeting up with your friends as they showed me pictures of you when you were a teenager in a small bed as i laughed while you blushed when you were taking me home we got into a fight and you got out of the car throwing the car keys to me after a while he calmed down and went back inside i was going to tell him today that i loved him but bit my tongue he found me curled in the passenger seat so he held me close to him

Day 3

The next day i went into class smiling at him and as always first row i was dying to tell everyone you were mine and to stop daydreaming about you.. You would leave me cause you kept us a secret afraid of reactions

Day 5 (sorry for the skip)

He was meeting my father my dad was against it at first but they were both dying of laughter over coffee as i sat next to him smiling at how well the interaction is going

Day 6

The day before my birthday we were once again with your friends except i was sitting awkwardly not understanding much or to be more specific no one including me so i was zoning out holding Chris's hand what broke me out of it was him dropping it as i frowned a little and then kept silent the whole way home when he asked me what's wrong i lashed out

"You dropped my fucking hand chris" i exclaimed angrily

"I didn't even notice are you this immature that you have to make a big deal over something i didn't notice? Are you for real right now?" i stormed out of the car going to my house as i watched him drive off from my window

Birthday

I was standing head to toe in Chris's favorite color all of his and my friends were here i knew we were a secret but this was my birthday.. And for his birthday i had a big party with everyone he loved.. My short off shoulder red dress that puffed out in the end bringing my curves out my dad next to me thinking it must be him each time the doorbell rings but every single time it wasn't him i was waiting for him the way he always comes in when we're alone

Flashback

"baby im right heree" he said happily

"Chrissss" i jumped on him like a koala hugging him tightly "missed you"

Instead i had no one to impress or kiss everyone standing around me singing the seat that was supposed to be yours empty tears were streaming down my face as i ran off

Day 8

We're over. You couldn't care less you mailed me back everything except that one scarf.. A sign of my innocence you took and the smell of me you couldn't bring yourself to get rid of it

You remembered it all too well