#mr villian's day off x you

[animeficsworld]

Damn Him

Warumono-San x Reader

Summary: You are in a relationship with an evil mastermind, and you have no idea about it.

You two met in a café.

He walked in ordered a drink and left while you were the one behind him in line.

After seeing him, you went back to the café almost daily.

You didn't even like coffee that much.

But the tall and handsome stranger kept you interested. 

And to your surprise, he was just as interested.

Your relationship with him became romantic after the first date.

He invited you over to his place and had a lot of questions about pandas.

His obsession with the cute animals became obvious the moment you saw his home, he had a lot of panda-related things. 

And he even got some from you.

He told you that during his work days, you wouldn't be able to meet but he would still text you from time to time, you understood and since you also had work, you completely agreed to only meet when you had the days off.

He would call you or text you on Saturdays and you two would meet up, you mostly went to the ZOO to see the pandas.

"Which one is your favourite animal?" he asked as you two were looking at the tigers.

"I'll show you." you grabbed his hand and dragged him to a different exhibit.

He looked at the animal up on the tree, sleeping, then he looked at the sign.

"Red panda." he said

"I think they are the cutest." you smiled as his eyes never left the animal sleeping up on the tree.

"Cute."

His voice was low and you barely heard him but you did.

Even so, his fascination with Pandas never stopped. He even got you a panda mug you brought into work.

Then it got to a point where he invited you over a Friday afternoon, so after work, you would head to his place with a small bag and you would spend the weekend there.

Then you would stay until Monday mornings and head to work from his place.

It was a simple relationship, filled with kind and sweet moments.

You would say you loved him.

But you didn't know much about him.

Him, on the other end, knew everything about you. He wanted to know from the moment he noticed you standing in line behind him.

But, how could a human capture his heart?

He wasn't sure, but you did.

He loved waking up, having you next to him, even just laying there was enough, but during colder days, you cuddled to his side, which he enjoyed even more.

He was sure he would never feel such a thing towards a human... and yet, he did.

He gave you his apartment key, hoping you would come over even more, damn you and your respect for his personal space!

Damn him for telling you that you could only come over on Friday afternoons. 

Damn him and his plans to destroy humanity!

Damn him and his heart for falling in love.

[yusume-the-writer]

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚕𝚎;

𝙼𝚛.𝚅𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙳𝚊�� 𝙾𝚏𝚏;

𝙼𝚢 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚘 𝙱𝚎 𝚊 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗;

𝙸'𝚖 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚏 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝;

𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚈𝚘𝚣𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝙵𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢;

[burning-omen]

Kinktober Day 9: Detective x Criminal + Spider-Noir

Spider-Noir x male reader

Kinktober 2023 List | Day 1 | Day 10

Summary: He’s playing mind games with you, you know he is.

Warning: reader is the Black Cat of the universe, getting tied up, lowkey cringe villian reader but it’s like the 1940’s so they get a pass cuz it’s a little camp, breaking and entering, stalking, reader being naked, no smut (during kinktober? shocking I know)

You didn't like being tied up. Well, maybe. Just not in this context. You prided yourself on having never been caught, but as you are now, your arms bound to your sides, hanging upside down from a lamp post, you could feel that pride going down the drain. Glancing over you could see a few of the guys that were helping you rob some high-end jewelry store.

You usually worked alone, but the owner of the store was friendly with the police and if anyone was going down for this one, it'd be them. That's what you had planned at least, before being captured by a familiar spider themed vigilante.

You could see his figure, shrouded in black, crouching down next to them, they were all tied together, back to back to back on the floor. You almost began to wonder why you were getting special treatment, then you remembered your claws and the chase that lead to you being in this position in the first place. He considered you a threat. Which made sense, considering what you'd done to the front of his little suit. You had just barely missed him, only able to swipe at the vest he wore beneath his coat before the chase began. Still, it cut through as though you were swiping at air, you figured that he would rather not find out what they felt like cutting through flesh.

It was a while before he came to you, crouching down so that he could meet your eyes. Despite being upside down and having his face covered by a mask.

“Cat,” he said sternly.

“Mr. Spider-Man.” you returned with a grin, “you caught me.”

“So I did, ‘ that mean you're gonna comply?”

“Not a chance.”

A careful, slow breath left the man. Coming in closer, he spoke again.

“Those guys already gave you up, Cat, you really think you can get out of this one?”

You thought for a moment, or at least pretended to before another large grin broke out on your face.

“I can get out of anything. So what if these low lives try to pin this whole thing on me, I've got a few things they don't that absolve me of any blame,” you said confidently.

He let out a low laugh, just for a second before asking,

“And what's that?”

“Well I've got a secret identity, I've got an alibi-” you paused for a moment, flexing your clawed fingers before continuing, “and, unlike those guys, I got away.”

Without sparring a moment you shredded the binds, effectively freeing yourself, twisting onto your back to keep yourself from banging your head on the concrete below. You were on the ground for less than a second before you were on your feet again and breaking into a sprint, you didn't check to see if he followed you, scaling up the side of a brick building and running along its roof before jumping to the next one, then the next, then the next until you felt tired, sliding to a stop.

~~~~~~

As you landed on the window sill of your apartment, you decided definitively that you needed a long, long bath, despite the fact that you got away, you were still trapped by the Spider-Man. That was a step closer to prison than you'd ever like to be.

Sliding the window open you were greeted by your pitch black apartment, just how you left it. Despite the dark, you navigated flawlessly, making your way to the living room, walking towards your front door, and collecting the newspaper and mail off the floor, the mail slot in your door shining a small beam of light from the hallway.

Finally flicking on the light as you flipped through your mail, heading towards the kitchen. Leaning up against the counter as you muttered to yourself.

“Bills, bills, trash, rent-” you stopped on an invitation to an art exhibit, specifically a jewelry art exhibit, ‘displaying pieces new and old’, how wonderful. What was even better was the price of the tickets, nearly 300 each, you couldn't afford to go, not legally, but you’re sure that plenty of wealthy people with deep pockets and easily accessible wallets would be there, along with the jewelry itself. With a small smile, you set the invitation down on the counter, you could look at it again later.

Before you could even register what was written on the next envelope, a voice spoke from behind you- in a moment you would never admit to, you jumped, a small yelp emitting from you, your heart pounding heavily.

Turning quickly, you were face to face with Spider-man, leaning on the other side of the counter, the invitation you just set down in his hands.

“‘We humbly invite you, Shara Jamison, to the Exhibition of Art Through Jewelry on-’”

You quickly snatched the invitation from his hand, slamming it on the counter.

“Breaking into people's houses is illegal.” you said, glaring at the man.

“You left your window open”

Setting your mail down, you could feel the familiar feeling of irritation growing.

“Caught twice in one night, Cat, I think you're losing your touch.”

Walking past him and back into the living room, you tried to think of a plan, but as Spider-Man followed you- so close behind, your mind seemingly stopped working.

“I'm not losing anything, you're just stalking me, how would you feel if I followed you home, hmm, Mr. Spider-Man?”

He didn’t respond, turning, you saw him- once again, going through your mail.

“Will you stop that?” You snatched the stack from him and threw it on the couch.

Breathing out a frustrated sigh, you said,

“What do you want?”

“Y/n L/n.”

You paused, taking in a breath you said, “what?”

“That’s your name right? It's on all your- well, most of your mail.”

Resisting the deep urge to roll your eyes into oblivion you said,

“So what if it is?”

“So..” he started, “you've got no secret identity, no alibi, and no, you didn't get away.”

You tried not to react, in over 5 years of masked theft you've never been caught, not once, you've never even been a suspect, but here you were, quite literally out a places to hide, he knew where you lived, you didn't have friends so you had no where to lay low, he knew who you were, and he's even got you cornered in your own home.

“Good job, detective, you gonna take me to jail?” despite the playful tone you'd taken up, you were nervous, the police didn't like Spider-Man, but you’re sure they'd appreciate him bringing in a criminal like you.

“No.”

You didn't mean to sigh. You really wanted to remain unfazed, but god, you couldn't. You felt like a massive weight had been lifted off your shoulders by the same person who had put it there.

“Why not?”

He chuckled, “I like this, I like you, gives me something to do.”

You laughed, “This is why the cops don't like you.”

After a short pause he said, “Stay safe out there, Cat.”

“I’ll think about it.”

He left after that, through the same window he’d come through. Leaning against the window sill you watch him swing away. Your heart pounding in your ears as he disalearedcinyo the night.

You didn't sleep much that night, his words replaying in your mind over and over again.

‘I like this, I like you..’

You rolled over, pulling the cover up over your shoulders. You weren’t some toy made for his entertainment, you were a thief and a really fucking good one. His words shouldn’t be effecting you the way they were, you were enemies. You fought, hell you nearly slashed his chest open tonight. But he ‘likes you’, sure…

This was some elaborate ploy to get you to turn yourself in, you knew it was.

He was trying to play mind games with you, but you were better at them than he was.

~~~~~~

It’s been two weeks since you’ve been out, a new personal record on your part. Not stealing for two whole weeks! You patted yourself on the back, even through you skin itches and your fingers twitched every time you saw something valuable. But you couldn’t, you were playing the long game with the Spider-Man, you weren’t going to break character now.

You took the bus home from work, getting dropped off a few blocks from your apartment, it started pouring rain about halfway through your walk, soaking your clothes. You hated the rain. You knew it was going to rain, you could smell it in the air, and you could have stolen an umbrella from the rack in the break room, but that’s not what a good upstanding citizen does, so you suffered through the rain, dragging yourself to your apartment, up several flights hold stairs before finally reaching your apartment.

The pitch black scene was comforting, dropping your suitcase on the floor, hearing it thumb loudly. Peeling back layer of soaked clothes and dropping them into a pile.

You felt a million times lighter.

Heading to you bedroom, only flicking the light on when you were inside to find a change of clothes. Bundling them in your arms then flicking the light back off. Heading back to the living room you remembered the pile of wet clothes on the floor, flipping the light switch on, the living room illuminated quickly, everything was exactly as you left it. Well, except for the imposing black figure sitting on your couch. Spider-man. He was deadly silent, seemingly frozen. You stared at him, confused, before remembering the state you were in. Naked.

You weren’t shy, not even a little bit, but you definitely weren’t expecting to be nude in front of people, especially Spider-Man, who was seemingly shocked into silence.

“Breaking and entering is a crime, Spider-Man.”

Nothing.

“Really? You break into my house and you have nothing to say to me?”

Nothing again.

You sighed, walking over to the man, dropping your clothes next to him on the couch before plopping down yourself.

“Earth to Spider-Man? Can you hear me?”

He turned to face you.

“Y/n…” he muttered.

“Yes?”

He cleared his throat, “you're, um.. I just. I was-”

You nodded along to his blabbering, a teasing smile on your face. It took him a moment to figure his words out, but he got it eventually.

“I was...checking on you. You've been missing for a while now, I just wanted to make sure you weren't hurt.”

“Well,” you gestured to your naked body, “as you can see, there's not a scratch nor bruise on me.”

He shifted in his seat, staring for a long moment before looking away.

You grinned, “what's wrong, detective, never seen a man naked before?”

He took a deep breath, then said, “I'm sorry, you should get dressed.”

You hummed, “No, it's fine, I'm comfortable.”

“Cat..” he practically whined.

“Fine, fine, I'll go. You stay here, don't move.”

You were going to use the clothes you gathered after taking a shower, but Spider-Man’s delicate sensibilities called for your immediate coverage.

So you went to your room, peeking out at him through the door, only to see him sitting there, stiff as a board, dressed quickly, and sat back down on the couch next to him as though you hadn't been naked minutes before.

“You going straight, Cat?”

You hummed, “Why would you think that?”

“You got a 9-5, you haven't been out at night, and your gang says you haven't returned their calls.”

“So what, you're stalking me now?”

He didn't respond.

It was kinda cute, he's been following you around, harassing your gang, and he broke into your house again, but seeing you naked is too personal. Poor thing’s got his morals in a twist.Maybe these weren't mind games, or some elaborate scheme, maybe he really did just like you, he wouldn't be the first to obsess over you and he probably wouldn't be the last.

Sighing, you said, “You don't have to worry, I'm quitting tomorrow.”

He turned to you quickly, “Really?”

“Yes, really, besides, I know a better way of making money.”

He paused for a moment, “You're coming back?”

“I was just taking a little break, you know I can't go straight forever. As soon as this rain stops I'm back to my old ways.”

He laughed, then relaxed back against the couch.

“You really missed me that much?”

“Like you wouldn't believe.”

You laughed, scooting a bit closer to the man.

“I missed you too, turns out regular people don't get to copulate with Spider-Man on a nightly basis.”

“That does not mean what you think it does..”

“What?” you grinned, “copulate? Would you rather me say fornicate? Conjugate? Philander? Closest?-”

“Do you just have a dictionary of words that mean sex?”

You shrugged, “Maybe.”

“You are…awful.” despite the insult, you could hear the smile on his voice.

“You still like me though.”

He shifted, “I never said that.”

“Sure you did, right after you told me that you would never let those disgusting cops sully my perfect body with their cop hands.”

“I don't recall that one.”

“I do.” you smirked

It was a little odd, talking with Spider-Man in your own home, usually all of your teasings happened out on the streets. Not tonight though, as the rain poured down, you and the detective enjoyed a nice night in.

[serxinns]

Scarlet witch x yandere mha

Extras: USJ

•So Villians have invaded the camp yay...

•You, Ochako, and Tsuyu were busy trying to fight off Toga, and twice without using your wuirk you managed to lay a punch on Toga but toga came from behind you and stabbed your stomach in rage tsuyu managed to get her back by tongue slapping her and coahko a big rocked thrown using her gravity after the viians leave you blacked out due to blood lose Ochako and tsuyu panicking to try and make you wake up

•you woke up in the hospital hearings of beeping and doctors chattering when a nurse noticed you had working up they told them how you passed out by losing too much blood but managed to save you in time the a few minutes later nurse said you had visitors

•There were your classmates all worried some crying even Tsuyu and Ochako looking like they hadn't slept in days apologizing about how they couldn't have been fast enough you quickly reassured them that it wasn't their fault

•they left you a bunch of get-well gifts tight and after a few hours of chatting laughing and arguing they left, a few mins later you saw your teacher mr Aizawa, and the mic going in you gulped nervous thinking you'd get a harsh scolding from but instead he hugged you he hugged you tight without saying anything "I'm so glad you're safe.." the 3 of you hugged tightly which felt like an entirely

ps:class 1a is in the background aweing and taking pictures

[silentglassbreak]

Fragmented

Noah Sebastian x OFC

I had far too much fun writing this chapter.

Warnings: Threats of violence.

+It goes without saying. This is a work of fiction. My words are mine. Plagiarism is a crime.

Taglist: @flowery-mess @lma1986 @myownthoughts12 @poisongirl616 @missduffsblog @reidsblessing @malerieee @jilliemiw86 @thisbicc @xx-like-a-villian-xx @diabolicdiatonics

Part 10 - Take Me Under

“She’s actually fucking suing us?!”

“Mr. Sebastian, I understand you’re upset, but I’m going to have to ask that you lower your voice.”

I tightened my jaw, and squeezed my eyes shut. Elizabeth was sat across the table, her eyes stern on all of us.

After I got the paperwork last night, I called Jolly, who immediately called Alec. The rest of the guys were all served the same lawsuit this morning, and we were told to meet down at Rourke, Mansfield, and Jones, Elizabeth’s office.

I was breathing heavily, massaging my temple with one hand.

“Ms. Hollis has filed for wrongful termination, emotional distress, and sexual harassment.” Her eyes looked up at us, Alec’s mouth hanging open wide. “She’s seeking two million in damages.”

I felt the air leave my lungs.

Two million dollars?

“We have thirty days to respond to the suit, so we need to discuss if we want to counter sue.”

“Wait…what does that mean?” Folio looked absolutely puzzled.

“It means that we can sue her back, for damages.” Jolly chimed in, leaning back in his chair and tapping his fingers on the table.

“How the fuck can she even do this?” I was working overtime to keep my voice even, tugging at my turtleneck.

“She can do whatever she wants. Whether she wins or not is the real question.” Elizabeth and her co-counsel were sitting, flipping through the complaint paperwork. The man sat next to her, who was introduced as Richard Rourke, head of the firm, had his eyes scanning the paperwork at lightning speed.

“Her case is fairly weak, but it’s hard to tell how much ground she can get until we take depositions.” His voice was impossibly deep, serious as a heart attack.

“Depositions?” Nick spoke up.

“Statements. About all of the events.” Elizabeth clarified.

Alec, who had a copy of the complaint in front of him, was reading through it. My eyes glanced over.

“This references the night at the club and the hotel, and then an incident in San Diego where you intimidated her?”

He looked at me sideways, and I rolled my eyes.

“I didn’t fucking intimidate her. I went to her room to give her a piece of my fucking mind.”

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow. “In what way?”

“I banged on her God damn door, and yelled at her. She had manipulated me!”

She closed her eyes and set her pen down. “Noah, she says in the suit you lunged at her, and she had to hide behind the door. And that you had to be restrained by Mr. Ruffilo and Mr. Karlsson. That’s not true, right?”

I sat back and scoffed, eyes falling to the table. “This is insane.”

“Mr. Sebastian? Is it true?” Richard asked, baritone voice vibrating through me.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed hard. “It may be.”

The two lawyers exchanged glances, eyes solemn.

“Alright, look,” Elizabeth took her glasses off and set them on the table, her demeanor relaxing for a moment. “I’m going to level with you. I don’t know that we get out of this without some kind of offer.”

I clenched my teeth, staring intently at her.

“I’ve spoken to the insurance, and they’ve assured that if we can get the sexual harassment piece dropped, they will cover this. But if we can’t? This would be out of pocket.”

“To who?” Jolly asked. “To Sumerian?”

Elizabeth shrugged, eyes softening. “It would be joint liability between Sumerian, and Bad Omens, which means all of you may be liable.”

My mouth fell open. “It’ll bankrupt us! We’re successful, but not two million dollars successful!”

“Okay, let’s just take a step back.” Richard placed his palm on the table. “We’re not there yet. For now, let’s just decide if we intend to counter sue, or attempt to settle.” He raised an eyebrow at us. “Either we fight, or we fold. Ultimately it’s up to the insurance, but if they don’t cover it, you guys need to be all in.”

“We’ll give you all a few minutes to discuss it.” Elizabeth stated before she stood from the table with Richard, them both making way toward the door.

Once they left, we all turned toward each other, eyes on Alec.

“What do we do?” Nick asked, Alec looking stressed.

“My gut tells me to take a stand. Who knows what kind of message we’re sending this girl if we just offer to settle?”

I shrugged. “Dude, what is this going to do to our reputations?”

Jolly voiced his opinion. “Well, if it goes our way, it could show a lot of integrity on our end. Not allowing someone to take advantage?”

“Fuck man, I don’t know about you guys, but I ain’t got a million fucking dollars to pay this chick.” Folio was rubbing his face.

“None of us do. But do we really want to let her win?” Nick shrugged.

“Okay, but does that mean we go as far as counter suing her?” I asked.

“I think we should. Emotional distress? Defamation?” Jolly’s voice was concerned.

Folio chuckled. “Realistically, Noah could sue for sexual harassment.”

I eyed him in disbelief. “You think?”

“Fuck yeah, man.” Nick piped up. “She threw herself at you, told people she was going to fuck you, made passes at you. Followed you to your hotel room in the middle of the night? Sounds like harassment to me.”

My chest rose and fell, trying to maintain a sense of calm. “Okay. So let’s do it.”

“That means the insurance won’t back us. It’s a big gamble. Are you sure?” Alec looked directly at me.

“Will Sumerian support us?”

With a sincere grin, Alec clapped my shoulder. “One hundred percent. You guys are family.”

Jolly snorted. “We’ve made the label a lot of money, is what he means.”

Alec pointed at Jolly. “That too.”

This made us all start laughing, like a band of fucking hyenas.

At that moment, Elizabeth and Richard re-entered the room.

“Sounds like we’ve made a decision?” Richard stood with his hands in the pockets of his perfectly ironed slacks.

I pushed my chest out, giving everyone at the table one last look for assurance.

“We’re all in.”

-

The next month was a whirlwind. The album release was on hold until the lawsuit was dealt with, which was entirely up in the air. Rachel’s lawyers were surprised at our decision to file a counter to their suit, and we received the official denial from the insurance company.

Sumerian hired separate lawyers for each of us upon Elizabeth’s request, to forego any conflicts of interest. I got to stick with Elizabeth specifically, as we filed as separate plaintiffs for the sexual harassment suit. It was all so official, so litigate, that I barely understood any of it.

I had several different meetings with Elizabeth, who insisted I refer to her as Liz, in preparation for my deposition. She told me essentially what I could and couldn’t say, and what would build our case better.

She had me email her the texts threads between Rachel and I, and had gone over each event in disgusting detail so many times. Down to the color of Rachel’s fucking panties. It was grotesque, but I had hoped it was a means to an end. I was exhausted by it all.

Aside from that, I had barely spoken to Mileena since Knott’s, not feeling the same level of affection I did previously. Something about her attitude toward our situation, and the fact that she had reacted the way she did, sat heavy on my heart, keeping the feelings of want and missing her at a good distance, being replaced with resentment and frustration.

When I saw her each week to exchange Addison and Angel, I kept our contact brief, most times not even letting her in. I knew she was hurt by it, now clearly over our argument, but I didn’t feel bad. In fact, I felt satisfied. Some part of me, a sick, enraged part, wanted her to hurt. Maybe then she’d feel how I had been over the last four and a half fucking months.

I was paying a price for all of this that I didn’t fucking deserve, and after a lot of careful consideration, I finally recognized that. Maybe it wasn’t her who deserved better. Maybe it was me.

Most times when she called, I let it go to voicemail. Most texts were left unanswered. I spoke to her as much as I had to, and not a breath more.

Today, she was due to drop Addison off, but she was late. That was becoming more and more of a trend. Had I not been such a tolerant human, I may be annoyed with her. But given all of my other circumstances, I elected not to be, and just enjoy the small bits of extra time I had to be alone.

When my doorbell chimed, I jogged down the stairs, shirtless, having been folding laundry upstairs.

I answered the door and was surprised to find Laura on the other side, Addison standing at her side and holding her hand.

As always, I greeted my daughter first, then Angel, bringing them in, and then swung the door open to let Laura inside, but she politely declined.

“Sorry, I can’t stay. I need to get home.”

I just raised an eyebrow. “Everything okay?”

She shrugged, an impatient look behind her smile. “Do you care?”

This struck me, making me double take before responding. “What?”

“Noah, you’ve avoided her for weeks. And then you don’t even ask why she’s not here? Do you care if everything is okay?”

I smiled, now annoyed but trying not to show it. “Uhm, I wasn’t asking about Leena specifically, but alright.”

She huffed. “I’m sorry. It’s just been a rough day.”

“You’re good. Just making sure you guys are alright.”

Laura nodded. “I am. Just tired. Leena’s…” She sighed. “She’s dealing.”

“With?”

“Everything? Her and Justin broke up, which wasn’t pretty. You’re not talking to her. She didn’t get the job she wanted. And the lawsuit.”

I raised a hand to stop her. “The lawsuit? That has nothing to do with her.”

She raised her brows, eyes popping open. “No one told you?”

I just shook my head.

“Leena was subpoenaed by Rachel’s lawyer to give a statement. We both were.”

I deadpanned, my brain not processing the information.

“What?!”

“Yeah. We don’t know why, but we can’t get out of it, apparently.”

My hand clenched the doorknob, threatening to break it off. “What the fuck do they want your statements for?”

She shook her head. “No clue.”

I groaned. “Let me call my lawyer. I’ll see what I can find out.”

Laura smiled. “Thanks. I know she’ll appreciate that.”

My jaw clicked. “Not doing it for her.”

Laura rolled her eyes. “Noah, she’s really struggling. I caught her trying to buy vodka.”

“Oh,” I crossed my arms over my chest, glancing back in the house to see Addison sat in front of the TV, toys in hand. “so she’s about where I was four months ago? Sounds about right.”

Her eyes narrowed at me. “You have no empathy for her? She’s supposed to be your soulmate, isn’t she?”

I laughed at that. What a joke. “Yeah, I fucking thought so. But instead she toyed with my emotions so she could fuck me whenever she felt like it.” I leaned back on the doorframe, crossing one leg over the other. “So pardon me if I don’t feel bad. Her being butthurt over her and her boyfriend breaking up sounds like a her problem.”

Laura was staring at me, clearly taken back by my attitude. “You’ve changed, Noah.”

Nodding, I smiled with no joy. “You’re right. I have. It happens when someone is pushed to their breaking point.”

She began to take a step back toward her car. “She loves you.”

Considering this, I resolved to just stating what I considered the obvious. “She doesn’t love me, Laura. She loves the idea. She loves that I love her. That she can do whatever she wants, and I would be here waiting. Too bad that’s over.”

And with that, I shut the door.

I waited an hour until Addison was settled down for her nap before I dialed Elizabeth.

She answered on the second ring. “Hey Noah, how you doing?”

“I’m alright, I just needed to ask you something.”

“What up?”

“Did you know Mileena Richards and Laura Perry were subpoenaed to be deposed?”

The line went silent for a few beats.

“By who?”

“Rachel’s attorney.”

I could hear her breathe on the other end. “Why? Do you know?”

“No. I saw Laura today and she told me. They don’t know why either.”

“Mm,” I could hear a pen clicking on the other end. “Isn’t Mileena your daughter’s mother?”

“She is.”

“And you two aren’t together, correct?”

“Right.”

She sighed. “I’ll call the other attorney. Realistically, this could work out for us.”

I furrowed my brow. “How is that?”

“Well, what's the likelihood that the mother of your child is going to badmouth you?”

I chewed my thumbnail. “Erm,”

I hesitated, and I could hear her voice become apprehensive.

“What?”

“We’re not exactly on good terms.”

“How bad?”

“I mean, it could be worse, I guess? We’re not exactly speaking?”

“Well,” She had a light laugh in her words. “who does she hate more? You, or Rachel?”

I snorted. “Valid point.”

“Exactly. I wouldn’t worry. But probably best you smooth things over a little bit with her.”

Groaning, I sat back on the couch. “It’s complicated.”

“So un-complicate it. Be nice.” She chuckled. “I get that’s hard for you.” I rolled my eyes.

“I can try.”

“Just don’t discuss the case.”

I affirmed, and ended the call.

Staring at my screen, I pulled up our text thread, eyes scanning over the ignored texts from the last few weeks. They came less frequently as time had gone on.

Leena: Noah, we should talk about this.

The night of the fight.

Leena: So, we’re not talking now? Can you answer the phone?

Leena: I don’t want to fight, Noah. I just want to talk.

The next day.

Leena: Well, for what it’s worth, I broke up with Justin. Hope you’re happy.

Three days later.

Leena: Could use a friend. Can I call you, please?

Two weeks later.

Leena: I’ll drop Addie off about 11 today. I’ve got to get her bathed first.

Three weeks.

Leena: I miss you.

Yesterday.

I sighed hard, nearly regretting my decision, but typing the message anyway.

Me: Got a few?

The message was read, but the typing bubble didn’t pop up for four minutes.

Leena: For?

Rolling my eyes, I fired back a message.

Me: To talk.

Leena: Is Addie okay?

Me: Napping.

Leena: So what’s there to talk about?

Frustrated, I set my phone down. She wasn’t going to make this easy.

Me: Just…talk?

Leena: We haven’t talked in weeks. You haven’t wanted to.

Me: Now I do.

The message was read, but no type bubble appeared. I sat, staring at the screen, surprised when I saw her name flashing, a call coming through.

I swiped it open.

“Hey.” I kept my voice calm, trying to sound casual.

“What’s up?” Her voice sounded so tired, despondent. A pang of guilt hit me, but I swallowed it.

“How are you?”

She was quiet, which made me fidget in anticipation.

“You want to know how I am? Seriously?”

“Yeah.”

A hard sigh came through the receiver, and I stood up, needing to pace to keep my nerves in place.

“You’re kidding, right?” She should sound annoyed, exasperated. Instead, she sounded depressed.

“Nope.”

“Noah, what’s going on? What do you want to talk about?”

I stopped pacing, scrubbing a hand over my face and hair. “I just…” Lying to her was harder than I remember. “Laura mentioned you were going through it.”

“So?”

“I wanted to check in.” I rubbed the back of my neck. “I do still care about you.”

A weak, tired laugh came through. “Sure you do.” I didn’t respond, not knowing what to even say. “This has nothing to do with the lawsuit, right?”

I sat back down on the couch, leaning my elbows on my knees.

“No. We’re not even supposed to talk about it.”

She scoffed. “So it is about the lawsuit. You talked to your lawyer, and she’s afraid I’m going to shit talk you?”

Was she fucking psychic?

“It’s not about that, Leena.”

“So what’s it about then?” There was a little more fire now, and it made my own spark ever so slightly.

“It’s about wanting to know if you’re okay.”

“Define ‘okay’.” The seriousness in her tone was unmistakable.

“Well, why don’t you tell me how you are, and I’ll tell you if that’s okay?”

This made her laugh, a dark, angry sound. “Let’s see. I’m breathing. I’ve eaten some in the last couple days. I showered today, I guess that’s good. How’s that?”

Sarcasm dripping from her words, I cringed.

“Sounds okay, I suppose.”

“So glad you think so.”

“Leena,” I closed my eyes, trying not to give in to the argument building inside of me. “can you blame me for distancing myself?”

She didn’t answer, so I continued.

“You got so mad at me, and I kept being made out to be this villain. The fucking bad guy. Every time. I can only take so much.”

Still no answer, so I checked the phone to make sure the call was still connected. I heard a breath on the other end, but I kept talking.

“The way you feel now? That’s how I felt for months. Just sitting. Waiting. Hurting. Maybe it’s fair that you feel it for a little while, too.”

Her voice was strained. “You don’t think I was hurting?”

Biting my lip, I answered carefully. “Didn’t seem like it.”

“Noah, breaking up with you was so painful, I thought it may fucking kill me.”

“That’s a little dramatic, don’t you think?”

The sound that came through was something like a gasp.

“Did you call me just to mock me? Tell me I deserve this?”

“No.”

“So why did you call?”

“I don’t know.” I let my head fall forward. “Just wanted to.”

“Yeah? Well maybe you should just leave me to fucking wallow, then.”

“Mileena, Jesus fucking Christ, stop!” I finally snapped.

Going silent again, I took my chance.

“Despite the fact that I’m angry at you, and am not entirely sure what I want anymore from you, I still fucking care! I still love you.”

“Do you?”

Letting my breath go, I squeezed the phone. “Yes. Don’t ever fucking doubt that.”

There was a moment, a fleeting second, where I felt the pain. Where her hurt was pouring out. It came out as a choked sob.

“Noah?” Her voice was thick with tears.

“Hmm?” Was all I could muster.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” I pushed back my own tears, not willing to let them fall.

“For what I did to you. I shouldn’t have done it.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Done what?”

“Left you.” Her voice was cracked clean in half, now becoming hysterical. “I fucked up. I fucked everything up and now I’ve lost you. I should have just fought harder. Talked to you. I never should’ve done any of this.”

It was too much. It was too hard, threatening to rip my heartstrings right out and worm its way back in past my walls.

“I’ve got to go.”

She stopped her words short, hearing me.

“Oh.” She sniffled. “Okay, I’m sorry.”

“I’ll call you later.”

I hung up the phone, tossing it onto the couch. Letting my face fall into my hands, I allowed myself only a moment of weakness, where I cried, with no restraint, alone in my living room.

-

The room we sat in was so fucking cold. Who manages the fucking temperatures in these legal buildings?! It was at least sixty degrees, making a chill run up my spine, beneath my black blazer. Liz sat next to me, typing on her cell.

“How long is it supposed to be?”

She didn’t look up at me to respond. “Should be anytime now. I know they can’t start without us.”

“Leena’s late.”

She sighed. “They can wait. They want her statement? They can wait for her.”

I nodded, hearing the doors to the lobby open, and seeing two bodies walk in.

I hadn’t seen Mileena in two weeks since we spoke on the phone. Laura had done all hand-offs since then. We hadn’t spoken, and I nearly regretted it.

I’m not sure what I expected. Leena to walk in, hair a mess? Makeup running? Wearing sweats?

Instead, she tapped in her favorite black short heels, pencil skirt that hugged her hips, white button-up blouse tucked in, top button undone. Her black hair was pin-straight, lips painted a deep crimson, and black eyeliner sharpening around her brown irises, she looked…unbelievable.

I should be bummed, but instead, I was delighted. I could be angry with her, and still appreciate how stunning she was.

Her and Laura approached Liz and I, stopping in front of us. My lawyer and I stood, her taking their hands one at a time and shaking them. “Nice to meet you both. I’m Elizabeth Jones, Mr. Sebastian’s attorney.”

Mileena smiled at her, but I noticed her eyes remained cold, not looking at me.

“Good to meet you. Are they ready?”

Before Liz could respond, the door opened, a young woman beckoning us in the room.

We all sat around a long table, Rachel at one end, and I at the other. The tension in the room was so gelatinous, it could be cut with a plastic spork. My stomach made an uncomfortable turn when Rachel’s lawyer took Laura’s statement first, Liz objecting to, what felt like, random questions, and told her very brief knowledge of the events.

“Do we need a recess before we proceed with Ms. Richards?”

All eyes turned to Mileena, who had sat still as a statue the entire time, three seats away from me.

She shook her head. “I’m good if you are. I’d like to be done. I have my daughter with a sitter.”

Rachel’s audacity was showing as she rolled her eyes to Mileena’s statement. I bit down hard on my tongue.

“Alright, Ms. Richards. Let’s get started.” The tall, skinny man who represented Rachel walked Mileena through her oath, and began asking questions right away.

“How long have you known Ms. Hollis?”

“Since about September 2023, when Noah was on tour.”

“And what was your relationship with Ms. Hollis?”

“Friendly. We were acquaintances. She worked for the band, who I spend a lot of time with, so we saw each other often.”

“Had you and Mr. Sebastian ever discussed Ms. Hollis, or her employment, prior to the incidents in question?”

“Objection, hearsay.” Liz eyed the lawyer.

“Mr. Sebastian is here to corroborate, is he not?” His attitude was sharp.

“He’s not testifying right now, is he?”

The lawyer rolled his eyes, moving on to the next question.

“Had you ever had any indication that Mr. Sebastian and Ms. Hollis were involved, prior to the incident?”

“No.”

It was firm, and something in me smiled.

“So, he was a good liar?”

“Objection, argumentative. Come on, Drew.” Liz lectured the attorney.

He held up a hand.

“Okay. Let me move on.” He narrowed his eyes. “When were you first made aware of the night of the incident in Manhattan?”

Mileena kept her poker face even. “In San Diego.”

“That would’ve been May 26th, correct?”

“Yes.”

“And did Mr. Sebastian make you aware of that event?”

“Clarify?” She was so calm. With no preparation, even.

“Did he tell you he was with Ms. Hollis that night?”

“Objection.” Liz smirked. “Hearsay.”

Her and Mileena exchanged glances. She was baiting the attorney, and Liz knew it.

I was so turned on.

“How did you come to find out about the night in question?”

“I knew Noah was going to the club. I encouraged him to.”

“Were you aware Ms. Hollis would be there?”

“I assumed. She was a member of their staff.”

“And you had no problem with it?”

“No. As I mentioned, I had no reason to have a problem with it. Noah wasn’t interested.”

“You were sure of that?”

“Yes.”

My chest swelled with pride, but I hid my smile.

“Can you please, in your own words, walk me through the events in San Diego?”

“Which parts? The entire day?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I woke up. I usually pee first thing, but that day, I may have brushed my teeth first. It was about 7:30-“

“Ms. Richards, I’m asking about the events including Ms. Hollis and Mr. Sebastian.”

“Oh. You said the entire day.”

Liz and I both turned our heads, hiding our laughs. Rachel narrowed her eyes.

“Ms. Perry and I arrived at the hotel in San Diego about noon. We met with the group and greeted them. I hugged Ms. Hollis, even. Then. Mr. Sebastian and I went up to his room, where we engaged in about forty-five minutes of rigorous sex.”

I bit down on my fingers, stifling my laughter. Rachel glared at me.

“He then left for the venue to do sound check. I went to the venue for the concert at about 4:30PM with Laura, didn’t see Ms. Hollis at all. Then, after the show, Noah and I went back to his hotel room.”

She paused, her eyes glazing over slightly.

“And?” The attorney edged on.

“I took a shower, and Noah left to get snacks from the lobby. When I got out of the shower, I heard screaming from the hallway. I checked the peephole and saw Noah and Ms. Hollis engaged in some form of argument.”

“And what did that entail?”

“I can’t tell you that verbatim.” She sighed. “All I know is Ms. Hollis was upset with Noah, and I heard her claim that she had feelings for him. She left, and he came back in the room.”

“I see.” He was taking notes on his notepad. “And then you and Mr. Sebastian argued?”

Leena’s face fell, her eyes turning on the attorney, shooting daggers.

“With all due respect, Mr. Riley, but that’s not pertinent to this case.”

He pursed his lips. “No? You didn’t leave that night due to the argument between Mr. Sebastian and Ms. Hollis?”

I watched her intently, seeing the wave of emotions wash over her face. Sadness, pain, anger, and, eventually, exhaustion. She closed her eyes for a moment, but shot him, and then Rachel a warning glance.

“That, sir, is none of yours,” Her index finger pointed down the table to Rachel. “or her business.”

Mileena took a breath, and then stood from the table.

“Now, that is all I witnessed. I have nothing else to add.”

“We’re not done, Ms. Richards.” He motioned to Liz. “She still gets to cross-examine.”

Liz had a triumphant smile on her face, leaned back in her office chair.

“I’m good. I’ve got all I need.”

Mileena just nodded curtly, hooking her bag on her shoulder.

“I guess, then, thank you for your time Ms. Richards.” Mr. Riley stood from the table, an uneasy expression on his face, and held his hand out for Mileena. She shook it uncomfortably.

"I think that's all for the day, gentlemen." Liz stood with the rest of the group, gathering her notes. "Mr. Sebastian and Ms. Hollis' depositions are set for the 2nd of September. Are we still on board?"

Rachel's attorney stole a glance toward his client and his co-counsel, faces stern, before looking back at Liz. "I believe so, but we'll reach out if anything changes."

Liz bid them goodbye, and I noticed Mileena had already made her exit.

I slipped out of the room, noticing her and Laura already halfway out of the door to the building. I jogged after them, opening the door and the sun nearly blinding me.

"Wait up!" I called after them before they climbed into Laura's Altima.

Leena turned around, exchanging a look with Laura, who sat down into the driver's seat, and closed the door.

I was only about ten feet away, and Leena stepped forward, closing the gap until we were face to face.

"What's up?" I could still see the hurt on her features, and I felt all of my insides turn to marshmallow fluff, nearly bursting from my chest.

"That was," I took a long breath. "incredible."

Her lips upturned slightly as she tucked a stray piece of hair out of her face behind her ear.

"It was the truth."

"It was hilarious. You made that jackass earn his paycheck today."

She gave me a full smile now. "Thanks, Noah."

"Listen, I'm sorry I didn't call you back."

She shook her head, waving me off. "No, I get it. You need space, I respect that."

My eyes searched her face, but she was looking at her shoes, kicking at the asphalt. "I want to talk. Maybe we can make some time?"

Mileena peered up at me, and opened her mouth to speak, but we were interrupted.

"Hey!"

Both of our heads snapped to the right, seeing the red-blonde hair and bright green blouse stalking toward us, a look of fury on her face.

"What the fuck was that?!" Her question was targeted at me, which made me straighten and my face harden.

"What do you mean?"

She held her hand up, motioning between Leena and I. "You practiced that, right? Her testimony? That's acting in fucking concert. We can get her entire statement thrown out."

I scoffed, turning toward her. "You fucking asked for it, Rachel. Now you're mad it didn't go your way? Shocking."

I had my body in front of Mileena, shielding her.

"She can't fucking protect you, Noah. I don't know why she fucking would anyway." She smirked at us. "You two aren't even together anymore, I've heard."

I felt my throat tighten, the horrific things I wanted to say balling up in my windpipe.

Something was going to spill out, but before it could, Leena took a step in front of me, the scariest, most threatening smile painted on her face.

"Rachel?" The other woman glared at her, eyes full of fire. "We haven't had a chance to talk since all of this happened."

Rachel crossed her arms, looking amused. "No, we haven't."

"In fact, we haven't talked since before I knew how much of a psychotic bitch you were, so I should probably make a few things clear."

The redhead looked like she may explode, her face turning an unhealthy shade of maroon.

Leena's voice was crisp, each word falling off of her tongue so vividly clear.

"You don't know much about me, but you may already know that, like Noah, I'm a recovering alcoholic."

Rachel snorted. "So?"

"So, you clearly aren't aware of what I'm capable of."

"Capable of what? Drinking me under the table?" Rachel chuckled at her own joke, and I clenched my jaw.

But Mileena laughed with her, a sickening sweet sound.

"No, no, probably not anymore." She took a fraction of a step closer, and I imagined Rachel could feel her cool breath on her face. "But, I do, however have a bit of experience I bet you don't have."

Quirking an eyebrow, Rachel put all of her weight on one hip. "Like?"

"Like, I've been in bar fights, jail fights, hell, I even socked a girl in rehab once." She let her smile fall, her eyes becoming a new shade of black. "And that was over some drinks and a pack of smokes. Imagine what I would do to someone who threatens my family."

Mileena then stepped nose to nose with Rachel, who now had her eyes blown wide.

"Whether you like it or not, babydoll, that guy is my family. Together or not, he's mine. So, I sincerely recommend that you head back inside, and leave him alone." Leena stepped back, replacing her smile. "Before I knock your teeth down your fucking throat."

I could see the bravado fading on Rachel, but she was still stood, trying to remain confident.

"Is that a threat?"

Mileena turned back toward me, moving to walk to the car. She threw a glance over her shoulder.

"It's a guarantee."

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FOR THE PERSON IN THIS SCREENSHOT, (along with others who agree with them or go against this) DO NOT RESPOND TO ME IN ANYWAY. AT. ALL. IT MAY BE YOUR CONTENT, BUT ITS ANNOYING AS HELL. THIS IS A RANT. THIS IS MY OPINION.

theres so much things wrong with these ships.

you may have told me off about mxm, which i understood,

some of these are literally darkshipping. not comshipping, darkshipping.

this is why i quite literally lost interest in the smg4 fandom because of shippers.

first thing i noticed.

marware;

i shipped this for a day and realized it was wrong as hell. mr puzzles has controlled mario in so many FUCKING ways throughout puzzlevision and just because hes "retarded" doesnt mean it DOESNT FUCKING APPLY. i wont change your opinion, but theres so much things wrong with this ship. its awful. for the new episode on saturday, im assuming its gonna be related to wotfi 2024 with marty, mario, and mr puzzles. mr puzzles said he WOULD be back to seek revenge. dont give me shitty excuses how it "wasnt that bad" and wasnt controlled as much, because its still horrible.

marty and mario;

now your just making up ships. its not even rarepairing anymore. this is also borderline AWFUL because of the dynamic. marios fucking OC, who BRAINWASHED (in connection to mr puzzles) mario, to quite literally steal. marty, in the new episode where mario is being hunter by karen, literally also said he would come back for mario. what is "lovey dovey" about this shit? he may have protected marty at first in some episodes along with this, but it isnt right.

"oh..! but thats how shipping works!! they dont have to love eachother!!"

Marty is cardboard. Another shitty excuse.

mr puzzles x wren;

do i even have to explain WHY this is also bad? mr puzzles controlled wren. he even died at the own cost just to get powerful from puzzles. just because their both villians, theres two different situations for them. wren started western spaghetti by getting into mutual contact with puzzles. he proceeded to kidnap the crew and him. how do you possibly make something up like this.

luigi x chris;

there is barely any interaction between the two. "rarepairs" but its literally characters who probably do not give a fuck about eachother. theyre most likely friends, but like, barely. chris isnt technically part of the crew either, and only really shows up if swag is also there trying to save something. let the poor dudes go.

axol x niles;

this is the reason i even wrote this. this is why i think this is SO fucking disgusting.

if youve really paid attention to both the genesis and revelations arcs, you would know neither of them are on good terms.

niles technically posessed axol in a way. to both torture him and melony. melony had to kill axol to save him and free niles. niles is not good and shouldnt even be dynamic-ed this way. victim x abuser? niles abused axol quite literally?? why the FUCK would you even ship this?

axol x smg0;

this is also wrong. they have never interacted in a day of their life. if im wrong, it was probably for a MILISECOND. ive rewatched the genesis arc and revelations arc 27 times. i know how everything goes around. smg0 was not around for that much, except when niles took control of him too like with axol. this dynamic, let alone "ship" doesnt make sense.

axol x smg0 x niles;

dude. what the fuck. literally the last two rants combined on why this is wrong.

luke stated when axol is shipped with everyone but melony makes him uncomfortable. thats the only canon ship you'll EVER fucking get. this is why the fandom is so toxic. JUST LAY OFF A FUCKING BIT. let alone the 3 of them shipped just fucking sucks. i dont get anything romantic about the ship. people hate smg4 shippers because of this exact reason.

it doesnt make sense.

its a darkship. 2 victims, both of them being controlled and possessed, x abuser/controller..? dude.

if your making the own creator of smg4 uncomfortable (along with others,)

then thats just your time to like. just stop.

tumblr may be a safe space for this shit, (ive seen cannibalism kinks, shit kinks, wtv)

but just. make a separate blog. i cant.

[jmdbjk]

Bangtan Weekly Report

Why did JK come back to Korea?? I seriously thought it was to send Yoongi off but we're still not there yet.

This trip for JK is supposedly associated with a fashion schedule. Seems like if he was on his way to the VMAs they'd be ramming his appearance down everyone's throat for clout.

Personally, I hope he does not appear on that farce of an award show but if he does he'll pomichidai or however you spell it.

Dazed and Jungfused. He let those nipples see daylight and hasn't looked back.

JK is single-handedly dragging us along in Chapter 2, force-feeding us some grown-ass man full bleed adult Bangtan with his cigarette-smoking, nipple-feuled photos.

You know Mr. OG with the nipples will need to step up his game now right?

Tae x Layover ... poor guy wondering why everyone was cursing him out during his listening party on Stationhead.

So I listened to Layover. Added it to my playlists. It's nice, jazzy, R&B. Those genres are not my usual vibe.

Of all the songs, I think Slow Dancing is the one I like best. They were right to choose that as the title track.

The MV is gorgeous, except for the weird images of Yeontan in the trees of the mountain. Those kinda creeped me out... a little hokey, lol.

I was surprised that the songs are heavy in English lyrics. I know Tae has memorized things in English for things like award shows and all, it never seemed like he was confident in speaking English so it surprises me there is so much English in these songs.

Perhaps this is why he had Jungkook record the guides so he could follow them to help with pronunciation.

I watched a few of his Layover promotion interviews. I've been waiting to see him let more of his personality out during this solo rollout.

Tae is very animated and expressive when he speaks. And this is where I say he would excel at acting. He mentioned wanting to play a villian and I WOULD LOVE TO SEE THAT!

The Weverse Magazine story and today's Suchwita episode were more enlightening to me than anything else so far and gave me more insight as to the differences between him and the others. He made me understand his personality better. He made me realize or remember how sentimental he is. They talked in-depth about several topics: 2018, Chapter 2, individual projects and best of all they talked about when they get back together as 7. It did make me tear up when he said when they get back together he would like them to go on a trip together.

Anyway...

Tae has been feeding us on Instagram daily along with Namjoon...

Happy 29th birthday Namjoon!

You are loved and admired. Thank you for normalizing fuzzy mole head Bangtan, but I'm still going to fall down in a weeping mess when I see Jimin's head like that.

RM just going about his business and showing Jimin some art. The Leeum Museum is within walking distance of their apartments at Nine One, not that I think they walked there, they probably went in Jimin's car since Joon still doesn't drive... just kidding... but who knows. I got behind a Porsche Panamera the other day and was thrilled. That's a much larger car than I originally thought it was.

[Pretty sure that's a drink Jimin's holding in his left hand. Maybe iced coffee.]

I want to think that some deep conversations happened while these two were contemplating art. How can deep conversations NOT happen when you are hanging around Joon?

And Hobi and Jin still making their presence known on Weverse and IG. We are on the downslide for Jin. I can't wait for him to be back.

I think, not 100% sure, but I think after Korean men are discharged from the military they are automatically put in reserves. I didn't know that until the other day. So we may think they are scott-free when they are discharged but not really. Phooey.

💜💜💜

Just a quick thing for insight: Miley Cyrus said touring is hard for her because she felt her "ego" gets "overused" and that "it's hard to turn it off." She said "I think when you're training your ego every single night to be active, that's the hardest switch, for me, to turn off." Having every day the relationship between her and other humans to be basically 'subject' and 'observer' isn't healthy for her because it erases her humanity and her connection.

Just food for thought...

[traincrashs]

What are your headcanons for Mr. Puzzles x SMG3?

As the creator of this ship BOY DO I HAVE SOME!!!

TLDR: My puzzl3/adwar3 ship is 100% not for canon they would be AWFUL paired up in canon with the actual trauma puzzles has caused SMG3 and his friends. /srs and this is strictly for an au/fanon where SMG3 is still in his yt arc phase and is still very much evil/does not like smg4 and puzzles is well puzzles wtf bro is still himself. thank you! :3 AGAIN THIS IS FOR ALWAYS YT ARC SMG3 X CURRENT PUZZLES NOT CURRENT SMG3 X CURRENT PUZZLES.

Headcanons:

They fucking would dance together and listen to music, 3 would get puzzles into current time music and puzzles would get 3 into old timing songs

I think they would adore each other, 3 would hold puzzles hand often for comfort and closeness and he wants people to know puzzles is his, and puzzles would want to hold 3 all the time like spooning him during sleep and holding his hand, he likes having somebody with him and who loves him after years of not having that.

Puzzles and 3 would lay in each other's arms after they both have a melt down over shared trauma experiences becoming to much, they both share very similar trauma and experiences mainly with yt arc 3 having like same plotline as puzzles arc wise.

Smg3 holding puzzles after he trauma dumps on him. Realizing he doesn't have to escape into a place we're he's loved anymore and can be accepted by another person who experienced the same thing for years. (I dont think ppl realize that in canon 3 was a fucking loner for 6+ years)

I personally think their both autistic in their own ways and often stim in front of each other, puzzles usually rips apart leaf's for stimming or messing with his bowtie/outfit. smg3 often scratches his arms or flaps his hands at random (puzzles does too but at random or when he's excited) or pets eggdog.

Smg3 often pulls at puzzles suspenders to get him down to his height to tell him how much he loves him or to re-direct him when he's being a bitch.

Puzzles calling smg3 shining star or starlight, Smg3 calls him idiot tv and smartscreen.

I often think they plot plans together against smg4 and his friends, and puzzles lets smg3 ramble about his plans and puzzles forms them into more reasonable plans. They do argue a bit but usually puzzles helps smg3 comes to his senses and be realistic.

I feel like 3 lifting up puzzles is so funny just carry him around, Puzzles just so fucking confused he's hella tall but weights less than 3 so 3 can pick him up

I personally do see them both as pansexual lol.

I think puzzles rambles to smg3 about new shows he's been watching and 3 listens to him and same time rambles about how much he hates smg4 and his new intrests in mainly memes (puzzles has no idea how to understand a meme) or shows they both like.

I think Smg3 gave puzzles a new bowtie it being red and puzzles has yet to take it off, has never taken it off unless its washing which is at night when he's powered off.

I think Smg3 dresses up Puzzles in new outfits instead of his same outfit. Often buying him clothes that are in puzzles style but still in style and not to old looking. Puzzles prefers 3's outfit choices because he would personally keep wearing the same outfit for the rest of his days.

Puzzles often brings smg3 roses on random occasions and they go on dates usually restaurants and half the time their just admiring each others sitting across from the other.

Smg3 does kiss puzzles screen and often makes puzzles screen turn to a light pink color and he gets all giggly, he's so love starved bro leave him alonee

I do think they have their fights because their both villians, but none of them have yet to end up with violence or hitting the other. Just a long session of not talking until one of them apologizes or the other lays down with the other as a sorry.

I think at random puzzles face does go to static and it happens in the middle of the night and 3 often bonks puzzles head out of annoyance because it scares him. Like middle of the night all you hear is loud ass static, 3 just jumps up a bit and just hits puzzles tv head to get it to stop. he swears puzzles does it on purpose.

They both often talk to each other about villian plans and places they want to destroy, often blowing up places like towns etc out of boredem. puzzles can spawn in pipebombs/bombs (this is in canon look back at the blue clues video lmao) and smg3 is way to easily skilled to throw bombs and cause havoc and opening portals to new places to destroy.

I do think they got to the dark web together for safety reasons, 3 never minded going their alone but always had this underlying feelings people were out to get him but with puzzles there it makes him feel a lot more safer going their with him.

I do think they often go to big events all dressed up and everything usually smg3 has gotten comfortable to be in dresses at times and puzzles as well at random times.

I do think smg3 detach's puzzles head to give it kisses or to just carry it around, he'll hide puzzles head and it pisses off puzzles put its in the most random places ever. its a game to him and puzzles hates this game.

I do think that puzzles likes to mess with smg3's long hair and often puts it at random into buns. smg3 hates him touching his hair and often grabs his hand before he can touch him.

Also I do think eggdog was overly aggressive to puzzles the first seeing him in the house and kept barking at him and bite his leg, but than after time settled down. Eggpup loves puzzles and would often sleep on puzzles lap.

Im not sorry I love this ship so much they have rotted my brain so badly, I'm happy I made this ship grahhhh :3

[unadulterated-syd]

yippee i finally wrote !!

spiderman x gn! reader

warnings -> unedited,, fluff + platonic (maybe pt 2 can develop relationship and pt 1 can stay platonic.)

synopsis -> strangers become friends, and friends become strangers

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Fight after fight, at some point it became a game of cat and mouse— an imfamous game of tag. One you wished would have lasted forever, even though nothing had ever lasted that long.

You'd simply vanished, a ghost in Peter's memory. But to him it never felt like you were gone— every corner he swung passed, every newspaper that reported crime, every school day he looked for your mask in a sea of people.

At some point you'd stopped being his worst enemy, his biggest nightmare, and instead replaced the dark parts of his mind with hope.

Because even he felt like he was alone sometimes, but the memory of you kept the gears in his mind running, spinning and crunching as if fighting for something he didn't know of.

He was a hero sure, but he was a friend first. He'd just never expected you to be the one he made that rule for, a villian he fought endlessly only to realize he'd never wanted to catch you as a hero, but as a friend.

It had been months since he saw you, constellation— the media had called you, though you'd never cared for formalities with him.

You had a saying, but nome of the public knew about it, only him. You'd always told him you prefered vigilante— you weren't a bad person, but one who understood there were people who fed off of your neighbor's pain.

Ceos, men high in power, whom sat atop it all, whilst your mother worked endlessly to provide. Men who got money they wanted, not needed.

That's why he'd never caught you, because somewhere a line was drawn. He was a hero with heart, he understood struggle and pain. But mostly, he understood you, your reasons, your morals.

However, tonight was different, a shadow bouncing across the night. He knew it was you, he wouldn't mistake you, no not with how much he'd dreamt of you.

He swung to the top of your building, you were there often.

"It's the highest tower here, on this side of town anyway." He recalled you calling to him, when he'd chased you over the ledge. "Harder to catch me when im one with the sky, isn't it?"

He far from knew your name, and he wouldn't dare call you by the name the media had given you. So he didn't call, but you could recognize his steps— if it had been anyone else you weren't sure you'd have stayed there.

"The media hates me, dude."

"Well, you do claim to be a villian in the public eye, just sayin'"

"C'mon, they wouldn't believe vigilante bullshit, i'm not Batman."

He'd remembered laughing,

"How 'bout Constellation? Pretty cool name, if you ask me."

"Bleh, doesn't even suit me bro, they just picked something and ran with it."

"What? You don't like your name! Why didn't you tell them?" He practically spit the drink he'd been sharing with you out, "C'mon nip it in the butt while you can, right?"

"Villian, remember?"

"I'll find something better, something cooler, promise."

"Says, the Spiderman.."

"Hey! It totally suits me."

"Where've you been..?" He called, hesitantly. He was worried he'd been the problem, had you never felt he was a friend? Maybe he'd been to harsh when he'd asked you to join his side.

He remembered how confused you were when he'd asked you to be a hero— the pain in your face when you told him the world would never accept someone as messed up as you.

Even he couldn't convince you of your potential, because in the end the only true support you needed was your own.

He couldn't see much of you— a glimmer of light where your eyes were, the outline of your costume. All he knew was that you'd turned to look at him.

"Hi." You answered simply, looking out over the side of the building, "Sorry, no crime today, Mr. Hero. Initiating patrol, or.. initiating you continuing your patrol?"

"What're you doing up here, in costume, if not to do crime?"

You let out a breath you hadn't known you were holding, looking back to him as you bounced on your heels.

"Came to tell you I was done. No more crime, nothing like that. Figured after this much time I couldn't leave you hanging."

"Why?"

"Just seems like a good time, man. You've got bigger problems than lil' old me now. I think I ought to respect that, you can't stop us all and I know you'll try."

"I don't want to catch you.." He tried to grasp a name, anything to call you, anything but Constellation.

"Y/n." You nodded, "Not like it's a big secret anymore, that's my name. If anyone deserves to know it's you."

"Y/n.." It rolled off his tongue, he recognized it, yet he didn't. Like his mind had made you up, and was catching up as it realised it never really knew you.

"I don't want to catch you." He repeated, "You're my friend, you're not a villain."

"Friend?"

"Yeah, yeah you're my friend— I never wanted to catch you, Y/n I get you more than I get anyone, like, ever? Everything you do makes sense, that's why you let me catch you, that's why I let you go."

You just stared at him, it was silent for awhile— had he fucked up again? But your only response was to pull him into a hug.

"You don't owe me a name, nothing. I just hope we can be friends still. I like it that way— I like that you get it. I like you, you're my friend. My friend."

It was almost a disbelief, something that hung over you both in confusion. It wouldn't make much sense to anyone else, but it made all the more sense to the two of you.

"Peter, yeah. Peter Parker. I'm a lot different than you might think."

You pulled away, arms still slunk around one another, only to peak at him. "Nerdy loser, probably has an awesome collect of legos. Really gifted in chemistry?"

He looked at you confused, blinking as he took in your 'guess'.

"Parker, I'm messing with you, Y/n. As in Y/n L/n? Totally the same school, dude."

His mouth fell open, taking off his mask to let you see his insane expression. "Woah, man that's so cool— like awesome, like we've known eachother?"

"I guess, yeah, we totally did." You pulled your mask off all the same.

Somewhere down the line strangers became best friends, and somewhere down the line maybe a villain would have been the only true hero.

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[lightningfury13]

Scott Summers' whole life is a trauma congo line and instead of going off the rails crazy he copes by being as rigid and controlled as he can. Partially because Professor X groomed him to be that way and partially because his power if out of control for a second could cause such devastation.

His life is a cosmic joke of every time he tries to do the right thing it ultimately goes wrong and nobody appreciates the sheer amount of work and sacrifice this man has put in to protect them.

Scott Summer is tragic and even when he tried to do the smart thing and get help for his issues his therapists, plural, raped him and made him like it with mind control and then blamed him for it.

Nobody liked Scott Summers least of all Scott himself but at the end of the day you can at least appreciate that despite all of that Scott kept getting up everyday and doing everything in his power to protect baby mutants and kids.

When he died to a disease effecting mutants he was mourned for what he did for the community than who he was as a person. And all the fan favorites? Yeah they don't do nearly as good a job holding everything together without Scott there to fall back on.

And yeah all this to say Scott Summers is a weird character. He doesn't have a lot of fans. Lack of quippy one liners? Lack of awesome fight scenes? Who knows? The backstory is there. Rich with potential. But keep Scott in character and his universe is to have this guy who is in complete control of himself at all times. He's the foil for all the fun characters and he himself is the anti fun because everything is serious all the time for him. And he Knows that's a problem for him.

As for awesome fights? Scott's kind of scary in a best military leader on the planet ends fights quickly and decisively and silently kind of way. That kind of fight that doesn't leave the kids he protects going "oh kewl Mr Wolverine can you teach us how to do that?" But more the "Uh did you know the guy who makes us eat our veggies and do our homework could fold a guy in half and melt people with his eyes? Cause I didn't?"

Followed by Scott in a serious voice trying so hard in his broken heart to go for a joke "guess you guys won't be missing curfew anyone?"

Just terror stricken faces. "Nope nu-uh Mr. Summers. Curfew. Got it."

Scott, still completely straight faced, guess that didn't land the way I wanted it to. Eyes softened and sad behind his visor where no one ever gets to see. Not turning around as he brings up his hand to snatch the throat out of a villian sneaking up behind him. "Well let's go home then. You all have homework to do and I need to cook you dinner."

Does that help him as a character I wonder? The Daddy angle? But Scott is really more of a Father than a Daddy. Like that distant father figure who always makes sure you have everything you need but awkwardly hovers when you cry.

I don't know. Scott Summers is hated in universe and not super well liked out of it and granted he makes some pretty awful fucking decisions but you can clearly see that they're mostly based on the information he has at the time. The needs of many outweighed the needs of the few. He has to be the Leader because no one else was gonna be. He had to be the hated one because someone had to make the awful necessary call. But gods his life really is just tragic. It doesn't make him likable but gods does it make him so so sad.

Some good things about Scott mostly from AUs where he's not as tragic?

The few times Scott's power has been gone or under control and he's been able to remove the visor? He apparently has the most soulful expressive gorgeous chocolate brown eyes.

Building on that he is in universe just incredibly beautiful full stop unfortunately this means anytime any woman has had full control over him via mind control...yeah...it's been one of the excuses among others for raping him.

There's been some time travel alternate universe stuff where you get to see a really really young Scott or Scott that wasn't groomed by Professor X and he's just a really sweet guy. Just a soft little sweetheart without a hard edge on him.

I can't think of any instance that Scott's gone evil. He's just a good person at his core. He's had to make some horrible calls for the greater whole of mutant kind and no one hates him more than he hates himself for those. But all the things that would have broken a man less good he just keeps on.

It's like the creators went here's an incredibly beautiful man, with big soulful brown eyes powerful physique, awesome power, good to his core, strategic brain, man's gonna be the perfect hero...but that's boring. Give him a villian origin story and then never let him snap.

also i’m sorry. i’ve never liked scott summers and i can’t start now

[oreotoreads]

DIRTY LITTLE SECRET ♡

pairing: lawyer!jay x lawyer!reader. fem!reader. 

WC: 15+k!

genre: rivals to lovers / fwb to lovers, forbidden relationship, smut, crack, fluff, romance, angst if you squint (everything you would find in a rom-com don’t ask me please🥹)

synopsis: you and your rival during your college years end up starting in the same law firm which has strict dating rules. when your boss wants you to work together for a case, you get to know each other better.

warnings: smut, protected sex, unprotected sex, oral (both receiving), hand job, fingering, sexual attraction, teasing, slight edging, rough sex, slight violence (men fight),  ex! sunghoon (only mentioned) ,heeseung is evil, jake, chaewon(le sserafim) and ryujin(itzy) as colleagues. jackson wang as ceo (lol) (pls feel free to warn me if it needs more!) 

a/n: AHH FINALLY FINISHED! hello everyone and say hi to my first fic ever on tumblr. i hope you all like it and please send your feedbacks because it motivates me and makes me so happy. i hope you won’t regret spending your time on it. thank you!

When you finished law school, you already had hundreds of job offers and calls. You graduated with an honorable degree and with the impressive internships you did throughout your education, you managed to catch the eyes of the best law firms but ended up signing with the one you wanted the most.

Your parents were so proud, your friends were so proud of you, they were all there to celebrate you graduating. you worked your ass off to finish this school and now you felt it paying off when you hold your diploma in your hands, excitedly shaking it in the air as you run to your friends. 

“I made it!!!” 

All your girlfriends screamed with you as they hugged you, tears of happiness were forming in your eyes. You almost thought this day would never arrive. 

“Y/n!” A voice you hated so much through these 5 years filled up your ears. But this time it didn’t bother you that much. 

“Jay.” You turned around on your heels, holding your diploma in your hand in a weird way to show it off to him, the side of your mouth curling upwards as you stared at his eyes.

“I wanted to congratulate you for being first in our class.” He smirked. You raised your eyebrows getting confused by his politeness. 

“And congratulations for coming second, Jay.” You scanned his diploma and his clenched fist around it, even though he was smiling to your face. If they asked you which feelings were better between graduating Harvard Law and beating Jay Park, you would think about it. That's how competitive you were with him and you knew he felt the same about you.

“Let’s hug.” He leaned down before letting you speak or in other words protest as he held you from your waist and pulled to himself, resting his cheek next to yours, smelling his after shave and light perfume.

“Enjoy being first in your university life because I will never let you feel that way in your business life.” 

You froze in his hold. His annoying giggle echoed in your ears like he was the villian from a movie. What the fuck did he mean by that? You were never going to see his face again after this day anyways.

He stepped back before his mother appeared next to him, shaking hands with your mom as well, it was the first time they physically met. Even though Jay and you were never friends, each other’s name never left your mouth whenever you were back in your hometown. Jay only talked about how he got higher notes than you and you only talked about how the teacher liked your essays more than his. Your poor mothers thought you were friends or even lovers at some point since you only talked about each other to your parents at every dinner. You also hated how your mom loved Jay so much, and weirdly his mom also liked you a lot. 

It was weird their kids hated each other’s guts.

“Y/n! I can't believe you guys are colleagues now!” His mother squeaked, as she pulled you in a tight hug, squeezing your shoulders afterwards. 

You forced a laugh. “Aha, Mrs. Park, yes we are both attorneys now, how nice, right?” You raised one eyebrow, wishing for her to confirm your words. You wished she meant being colleagues as doing the same job until you are 50 something and did NOT mean working in the same law firm as Jay.

Instead, she laughed loudly. 

“My Jay got the position at WANG, just like you did!” 

The information you heard was so sudden, you choked on your own saliva, your mother worriedly slapped your back. 

You finally managed to get your breathing again. “I beg your pardon?” 

Instead of his mom, Jay decided to break the news to you. “Sorry to break it to you, y/n but you were not Mr. Wang's favorite intern at all. He hired me 15 days after you left and he immediately offered me the same position as yours.” 

You closed your eyes, trying to process everything you just heard.

“Wait, wait, wait. so, you're telling me, we will be working together in the same law firm?” 

Jay smiled with his pearl white teeth in the fakest way possible. “Exactly.” 

At the end, Jackson Wang saw two incredibly talented lawyers in the making and he couldn’t choose only one of them. 

So he decided to get both.

*

It was 16 months later after graduating, both of you had your positions in the firm and you were both very successful. 

That's why your boss gave you two tables next to each other, so you can work together and brainstorm cases. 

Jay and you were always fighting and bickering, he was driving you crazy. Working with Jay was hell. The only thing making this a better experience was he really was a good lawyer. He was stupid but he was good at his job. 

“Can you please focus and stop staring at Ryujin?” You pinched his forearm and he squeaked. 

“I am definitely not staring at her.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, you are undressing her with your eyes, those two are different things.” 

Jay gathered his hands around his chest and made a pout. “Oh my god, y/n, are you jealous that your partner is staring at some intern instead of you?” 

You squinted, giving him a deadly stare. You swear to god only if he wasn’t helpful in cases you would have already got him kicked out of the firm somehow. 

“In your dreams.” You rolled your eyes. 

You knew Jay liked her, but it was impossible for him to date her anyways. Your boss Mr. Wang had strict dating rules. He wanted everyone to focus on their work and he truly was a supporter of that you can’t separate work and love. Since you started working here, two lawyers decided to marry and Mr. Wang kindly asked them to resign just so he wouldn’t fire them after their happy announcement. 

“I am already cock blocked by Jackson, anyways.” Jay whined and you shushed him. 

“Jay, stop calling him by his name oh my god. Where is your manners?” You whisper shouted.

“I left all my manners at Harvard, darling.” He got up and shuffled your hair and you kicked him on his ankle and made him stumble as he walked towards the restroom. 

This was exactly why Jackson Wang hired you both as partners. 

You hated each other’s guts and he knew you two would never ever ever date or even like each other. 

Jay and you were partners but the rivalry between you two was in the talks of the whole firm. Interns loved watching you bicker and try suggesting a different idea everytime the other came up with a different and better one. On every meeting, you fighted, usually because Jay teasing you for something stupid. 

Jackson Wang made you a team, just so there wouldn’t be so much chaos in the firm. He literally read forums about you and Jay from your fellow Harvard graduates. 

-one time i was at the library and these two started shouting out of nowhere, don’t go there if ur trying to memorize med terms :/

-jay will be first of course. jay why didn’t you call me back after the night we had? :( 

-y’all i would watch this rivalry if they documented it on netflix, ngl.

-i was trying to study and i heard a girl scream, when i looked out of the window i saw she was kicking the pavement out of frustration… turns out it was y/n and she was frustrated cause she got A- and Jay got A+.

-y/n and jay should fuck each other on our graduation day we all deserve it.

You were famous before you graduated, and Jackson loved the fame you brought to his firm, making others left in shock as he got you both.

*

After Jay came back, you tried to work for a little while before Mr. Wang called both of you to his office. He was young, the firm was his father’s legacy actually and after graduating law school he became the ceo. Everyone loved him so much but he had his own little weird habits let’s say. 

You knocked on his door and Jay was standing beside you. after hearing him say “Come in.” You opened his door. 

“You wanted to see us, Mr. Wang.” 

“Ah, yes, yes. take a seat please. Wait or don’t. It will be quick.” 

You and Jay eyed each other in curiosity. 

“There is this friend of mine, uhm to be honest, my ex-girlfriend. She is filing a divorce and she called me.” 

You pressed your lips to each other to hold your laugh. For some reason your boss talking about his ex to his employees felt awkward. Jackson continued. 

“He apparently cheated but she doesn’t have any proof we can show in the court so you know what to do.” He rolled his eyes as if it was nothing. You and Jay have been having divorce cases left and right since you started in the firm. 

You sighed, seeing all the files on top of each other beautifully sitting on Jackson's desk, waiting for Jay and you to go through. 

“She really must have loved you if she is making her ex file her divorce, right boss?” Jay asked with a stupid smile on his face and then winced in pain when you pinched his thigh. 

Jackson just stared at Jay and didn’t even bother to answer his question.

“We will work on it all night, have a nice evening mr. wang.” You bowed your way out pulling Jay from the collar of his blazer as you dragged him out of Jackson’s room. 

“Didn’t know you wanted to get fired so badly.” You rolled your eyes and started walking without waiting for him, you heard his footsteps following you to the elevator.

“You won’t get rid of me that easily, darling.”

*

You decided to invite Jay over (for the first time ever in 16 months) since you had to work the whole night. You knew Jackson had his full trust on you two and Jay was also aware of it, so you were sure he would just professionally work and leave. 

You cleaned your house and prepared some snacks and you checked your fridge if you had some wine. 

Since you graduated, you were single as a pringle. You had a boyfriend in 2nd year of college, his name was Sunghoon and he was studying software engineering back then. It lasted for a while but then your classes got heavier and you decided to give your all to your studies so you broke up. 

And since then you only had some coffee dates through college and nothing since you started working at wang. 

It’s why now you were at your house, getting nervous at a man entering your household. Even if it was only jay. someone that is obviously you would never date. 

You went to your room and put on some biker shorts and an oversized graphic t-shirt. You put your hair up in a messy bun and added some flavored lip gloss that you enjoy wearing. 

You put all the files on your coffee table and prepared your macbook with necessary tabs open and decided to wait for Jay as you sat on your sofa. as you sat down, you realized how tense your neck was, you were literally struggling to keep your head up. Your work was stressful and definitely not easy. looking through hundreds of folders every day was incredibly tiring for your body. And now you have to do this with jay. 

You heard the door and stood up before unintentionally checking your face on your mirror in the hallway. 

When you opened the door, you saw something you didn’t expect at all. 

It was pouring rain outside and Jay was soaked. Of course he wasn’t carrying an umbrella, you were the one who covered him whenever you went to meet clients and it started pouring rain. Since you were tired, you didn’t even realize when it started raining. 

“Oh my god.” you grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside in a swift move, jay stumbled towards you and your chests bumped before he stumbled back. “I told you maybe a thousand  times to carry an umbrella.” you rolled your eyes to grab some paper towel from your kitchen, meanwhile curious Jay kicked his boots over and followed you inside. 

Your place was nicely decorated, it was minimalistic and had warm beige tones mainly. Jay scanned your kitchen when you were busy tearing apart paper towels. 

“Nice place, I expected something horrendous from you.” He commented, leaning himself to the little island in the middle of your kitchen. 

You sent him a death stare before you approached him with the paper towel. 

“You look like a wet rat in my kitchen for the first time and this is what you say?” You rolled your eyes and touched his shirt to see how badly soaked it was. 

“Were you trying to make a romantic music video or something in the rain? How did you get this wet?” You shook your head in disbelief as you tried to dry him down. 

“Ouch. A wet rat is a little bit mean.” Jay pouted and got the tissues from your hand to dry himself. 

“This is not gonna work, I need to give you some clothes.” You dragged him to your bedroom this time. surprisingly jay didn’t complain, maybe he was just used to being dragged by you anywhere you go. 

You opened the door of your bedroom and went straight to your closet, looking for your brother’s and Sunghoon’s old stuff that you still had. 

You managed to find some basketball shorts and a black t-shirt that would suit Jay. 

“Here.” you handed him the clothes. 

Jay scanned the clothes, especially the basketball shorts and gave you a questioning look. You huffed. 

“They were Sunghoon’s.” you blurbed out. Jay made an oh sound. He knew Sunghoon from college, you were all in the same friend group once. He never understood how you managed to date an engineering dude in second grade. 

“That is why they seemed familiar.” He said and his hands went to his belt to unbuckle it. 

You stood there for a while to process what was happening in your bedroom, Jay Park was about to get naked and he didn’t even ask you to get the  fuck out before he do that. 

You closed your eyes and turned your back to him and let out a scream. “Why are you undressing in front of me?!” 

“Why are you acting like you have never seen a male’s body before?” He snapped back, you heard his wet jeans dropping to the floor behind you, followed by his shirt finding its place in his pants. 

“Thank God my underwear is safe.” He mumbled, almost talking to himself and you scratched your eye to distract your mind from twisting his words and making yourself snort. 

“Are you done?” You put your hands on your waist, expecting an answer from him. 

“Yeah.” 

You turned around, seeing Jay with the basketball shorts and his hair looking wet and messy so it made you smile. He actually kind of looked cute.

“I will give you a towel to dry your hair.” You stormed out of your bedroom, leaving him in your bedroom alone. Curious cat Jay's eyes started scanning the environment he was in again. Your bed sheets were dark emerald green and he saw the strap of your nightgown sneaking under your pillow. He walked up near your head side of the bed and hooked his finger on the strap, sliding it to himself to check it out. You had a simple satin black night dress you always wore. Jay puckered his lips as he nodded his head in a confirming way. At least you weren’t wearing grandma pjs. 

He quickly tucked your nightwear back when he heard your footsteps coming closer. 

“Here.” You handed him a black towel. “Be quick, it’s already 10pm.” You squinted, trying to look intimidating to him before you walked out of your room, you heard jay’s following you and the ruffling noises of his hair. 

“Thank you.” He mumbled, almost in a shy way and handed you the dampened towel. You bit down the inside of your cheek before you scanned his face and took the towel from his hands. 

“It's fine.” You shrugged and threw the towel in the laundry basket. “Go to the living room, I have everything ready there. I’ll bring some wine.” You said and pointed to the living room area with your eyes to get him moving. 

Jay sighed as his body hit your couch, ruffling his hair with his fingers and relaxing his muscles. Running in the rain was tiring and definitely not romantic to him. 

You sat down next to him and placed his glass of wine on the table. You didn’t make any eye contact as you directly went in for the files and he did the same, your hands touching each other’s like it was a stupid rom com movie. 

“You can get that one.” He cleared his throat and went for another file, hoping the moment was not weird. You awkwardly smiled as you started reading it. 

After working for some time with Jay and sipping wine as you do, you almost choked on it when you saw something you didn’t expect. 

“Oh god, Mr. Wang and Mrs. Kim broke up because of the firm’s rules. Dating was not approved.” 

Jay continued the story.

“And she married the CEO instead of Jackson?!” 

You slapped your mouth in shock. 

“This is why!” Now you understood why Jackson had a different view of dating in the firm. 

“My man’s got heartbroken.” Jay mumbled, sipping his wine in a melancholic way. 

“I am sorry you won’t be able to make a move on Ryujin.” you showed his shoulder to tease him. Jay rolled his eyes. 

“I don’t like her. She is just hot, that’s it.” He shrugged. Since Jay was just a man, you found that fair. He cleared his throat and smirked. 

“I am sorry for Heeseung though, he is whipped for you.” 

Your eyeballs almost came out of their places at the new information Jay threw at you. “Heeseung?!” You chirped. 

“Mhm” Jay mumbled as he was scanning the file in his hand. “I heard him talking to Jake in the restroom, he said he was jealous of me because I get to be with you all the time while he is stuck with Jake.”

You were overwhelmed at how Jay effortlessly started spilling. You side-eyed his wine and saw his empty glass. You smiled. 

“Poor Jake.” you pouted, Heeseung’s words might have hurted him you thought. Jay nodded and rested his back on the couch. 

“Do you think you are lucky, Jay?” you looked under your eyelashes, looking as innocent as possible. You were one hundred percent sure Jay was a light drinker, even in college years and you totally forgot about it when you handed him the wine. 

Jay’s eyelids fluttered as he stared at you. “I am the unluckiest man on earth.” 

“Shut up.” 

“Would you rather Heeseung over me?” He asked this time, his hand went to his glass and he realized it was empty. “Do you have more wine, by the way?” He asked. 

You got the bottle that was standing on your side of the coffee table and poured more for Jay and yourself. 

“I’d rather you of course.” You said expressionlessly. “You are a pain in the ass but we make a good team.” 

“We are actually an amazing team.” He smiled. 

Jay couldn’t believe he was able to talk to you so casually, in your house late at night. College Jay would not believe this happening. College Jay, never looked at you as someone who is likable. Now as he was staring at you in the dim light and laptop screen lights, he realized how pretty your eyes looked when you smiled, how your upper lip was in a beautiful heart shape and perfectly plump. He gulped loudly. 

You dropped the files to the desk and turned your body to Jay and rested your elbow on the head rest, your face leaned into your palm. 

“What?” he asked, a smirk appeared on his face. 

“I am bored.” You shrugged. 

Jay let out a chuckle. “Nice joke, y/n.”

“No I am serious, we worked enough for today.” You really were bored and the case wasn’t that big of a deal, it can be easily finished tomorrow at work. Being with Jay like this awoke unknown feelings inside of you and you wanted to enjoy it more. 

“C’mon.” You whispered, leaning into him and taking the files from his hands and putting them on the table. This was the second time your hands touched and goosebumps rose on your skin. What the fuck was happening to you?

“Okay.” he mirrored you and started talking about normal life things as you listened to him carefully. 

*

“I feel like I am tipsy.” You giggled and checked the time. “Oh my god, Jay. It’s 3am.” 

“Is it?” He chuckled and let out a sigh. “Time flies with you.” He threw himself on the couch, his back was laid, he turned his head to look at you. You were sitting on your side, your legs crossed under you. Jay’s eyes were a little red from lack of sleep and wine.

When your eyes met, he laughed. 

“What are you laughing at?” You asked, examining his lips and teeth as he laughed. 

“Just remembered how we hate each other a lot.” 

You slapped his bare arm. “I still hate you, this night is an exception.” You told him as you tilted your head. 

“So we don’t hate each other tonight?” He asked, his breath fanned your lips as he talked. You scooted closer to him. When your hand met with his tilted neck, a shiver went down his spine. 

“No we don’t.” Your fingers stroked his skin, going up to the little hairs on the nape of his neck. 

Your faces were only inches above now, Jay’s scent enveloped you. 

“Do you wanna break some rules while we are at it?” He asked, your noses brushed when he talked. You let out a big sigh. You just couldn’t believe you were in this position with a man after almost 3 years and it was Jay. 

The guy you hated the most. 

“I don’t wanna do something we might regret.” You whispered against his lips, feeling concerned. But you wanted this so much and Jay could tell. 

“I don’t think I will ever regret having you for once.” He gripped your chin with his fingers and connected his lips to yours. You immediately tilted your head to allow him more access to your mouth. You grabbed his neck and pulled him closer to you as his arm snaked around your waist and scooted you closer to his side. Jay’s lips were so soft and careful against yours, you didn’t think he had a side to him like this. 

His hands lowered down to your hips slowly before he broke the kiss. 

“Do you want me?” He abruptly asked. 

“I don’t know if this is just wine or I am losing my mind but I want you, Jay.” you stared at his eyes. You couldn’t believe those words just spilled from your mouth. 

“How did we end up like this?” He laughed, leaning in to peck your lips again. Instead of replying, you straddled him, wrapping your arms behind his neck. He stared up at you like he was mesmerized. It has been so long since he had a woman sitting on his lap like that. 

“Less talking, more kissing tonight, okay?” You kissed him, now with the intention to taste his kiss and get the feeling of him more. Your body craved the urge to explore Jay, you doubted if you carried these feelings all these years or was it something new. 

Jay’s hands sneaked under your shirt, his fingers caressing your skin when your lips dropped to his jaw to leave open mouthed kisses. 

“Let’s go to your room.” He mumbled, dropping his head to the back and giving you more access as you sucked on his soft skin. You hummed against him, getting out of his lap and giving him your hand. 

Jay chuckled as he grabbed it and let you drag him like you always did but to your bedroom this time. 

For him to fuck you. 

You giggled when you felt him hugging you from behind leaving a trail of kisses down your shoulder. When you reached your bedroom, you turned around in his arms to kiss him again. Jay lifted you up by grabbing you from your thighs and dropped you to the bed, trying to be gentle as much as possible. He got rid of the shirt you gave him so quickly, giving you only a few seconds to breathe before he smashed his lips against yours. 

You felt his chest and abs under your palms, feeling the bumps and ridges of his deliciously soft and tanned skin. 

He slid your t-shirt up towards your ribcage, exposing your skin to his eyes. You looked so fucking breathtaking as you laid under him. He stroked the sides of your body before he pressed kisses all over your delicate skin. His fingers came in contact with your biker shorts. 

“Can I?” He asked for permission, you frantically nodded, making him laugh at your excitement. 

He pulled them down, leaving you in your lacy black underwear. Jay’s lips kissed every inch that was newly exposed to him, he kissed your thighs and his fingers were hooked under the elastic of your panties, playing with them slyly. 

You let out a moan when he kissed your clothed core. Jay was satisfied to hear you moan for the first time tonight, actually the first time in his whole life. The woman who taught him what real competition is was now moaning under him. 

Getting rid of your shirt, you exposed your upper body as well, leaving you only with panties. Outline of Jay’s dick was pretty visible and all you wanted now was to feel his big cock stretching you out. 

You palmed his crotch just to see if your eyes were mistaken when a guttural moan left Jay’s lips. Jay was hard and big, it made you squeeze your thighs together but you couldn’t because his head was between them again, he rubbed his cheek inside of your legs. 

“Mhmm.” he let out a satisfied moan as he felt your arousal against his lips over your panties. 

“Jay, please.” You whimpered in frustration. “Take them off and let me feel your lips.” 

“You want my mouth on your pretty cunt, huh?” He responded, biting the inside of your thigh. Jay was very straight forward and you were shocked when you didn’t see any glimpse of shyness on his face. His eyes sparkled with lust and hunger instead, as he stared up at you. 

He took your words as his command either way and slid your panties down to your ankles, seeing the wet patch formed in the middle. He licked his lips at the sight, your pussy looking perfect for him to devour. 

“What a pretty cunt.” He complimented, bringing his index finger around your clenching hole to see how wet you were. When the tip of his finger easily sunken inside you, he brought his other finger, spreading your wetness all over your pussy as natural lubricant. 

“I wonder if you’ll be able to take me.” He tsked, still toying with your cunt as he rubbed his fingers up and down through your folds. Your breath hitched on your throat when you started hearing the wet sounds coming from his fingers. It was so dirty and erotic. 

“I wanna take all of you.” You whimpered loudly, your fingers pulling on his hair. 

“Good girl.” He inserted his two fingers after he already saw you dripping down to your sheets, making wet patches on the expensive looking material. 

You took his fingers well, biting down your lower lip to suppress your moans. He curled them up like he had a map of your cunt, making contact with your g-spot deliciously. 

He fingered you for a while, turning you into a moaning mess before he grabbed your leg and put it over his shoulder, leaning back down to your core to lick a bold stripe through your folds. 

“Oh my god.” You screamed, pulling on his hair with your whole life, your hole clenching around nothing as he sucked on your clit like it was candy. 

“God, y/n. You taste so fucking good.” He hummed against your hole, sending vibrations all over your body. You were seconds away from cumming. 

When you saw Jay also rubbing his cock on your sheets, painfully hard in his jeans and trying to get a friction, you realized how close he was just from fingering and eating you out. 

“I want you Jay.” You whimpered, impatiently pulling him to yourself as you grabbed him from his face, kissing him again. Jay shamelessly showed his tongue down your throat, making you taste yourself mixed with his own juices. You reached down to pull his shorts over his ass, feeling the curve between his butt and his waist. His ass was perfect and you thought how amazing it would feel to push him deeper inside of you from his hips and he thrusted in you frantically. 

Jay pulled his underwear down as well, kicking the shorts and the boxers from his legs as he struggled a little but he managed to do it. 

“Do you have a condom?” He asked out of breath, kissing the valley of your breasts as his one hand played with your nipple, pinching and rolling it on his palm. 

You reached out to your bedside drawer, Jay’s lips automatically falling down to your ribcage, peppering kisses all over your tummy. Being a whimpering mess, you managed to grab a condom, wishing it hadn't expired. 

He towered you before getting the condom from your hands, ripping it with his teeth in a hurry, he just wanted to be inside you right now. You curiously studied his cock, as he gave it a few sloppy strokes to, spreading his precum over the length to begin with. Then he carefully slid down the condom on his cock, he palmed himself from his base as he guided himself over your cunt, collecting your juices all over the condom. 

When his tip rubbed against your clit, you whined, showing him how eager you were to take his dick. Jay smirked as he kept rubbing himself against you, enjoying the feeling of this new type of intimacy. 

“Jay!!!” You whined once again loudly, if he kept doing this you would cum without even getting to feel him inside. He pressed his against your entrance hovered above your body as he had to push his dick into your tight hole. You tried to open your legs further for him to go deeper but everytime he moved, you clenched so hard and whimpered. 

“So fucking tight.” He grunted, looking down between your bodies and seeing his cock halfway in. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling in him and kissing his jaw. “It’s okay, I am not in pain.” You assured him, wanting him to be balls deep inside because for fuck’s sake you had enough. 

“I don’t wanna hurt you.” He said in concern, moving his hips forward a bit more, eliciting a moan from you. He sighed in pleasure as he felt your heat enveloping him even more. 

Jay was kissing down your neck when you suddenly wrapped your legs around his waist, making Jay bottom you out in one move. The way he moaned so loudly against your skin made you clench again, you felt so fucking full. 

“Fuck!” He cried out, the way your walls wrapped him so beautifully was driving him insane. 

You whined his name, pulling him closer to your body and hugging around his shoulders. 

“Are you okay?” He asked, pushing your sweaty hair out of your face to see your expression. It has been so many fucking years since you last had sex, but you didn’t want to tell this to him and boost his ego. He already understood anyway, you thought. 

“Hmm.” You hummed, as you hugged him close, not letting him move as you waited for the slight burn to subdue completely. Meanwhile Jay gave you some kisses to make you feel comfortable, seeing you in this state looking so pretty and vulnerable switched something inside of him, he wanted to take care of you the whole night.

“Tell me when to move.” He kissed your temple as he patiently waited. It was your fault  being so eager and ending up hurting yourself but he wasn’t surprised. Your eagerness was also present at work. 

“Move, Jay… please.” You cried out, literal tears forming on your eyes from the immense pleasure of feeling so full. His cock felt like it was the perfect match for your needy cunt. 

When Jay started moving, your eyes literally rolled back to your head. His pelvis was perfectly grazing over your clit, creating the most amazing sensation and made you squeeze him as he started slow with grinding motions.

His nose bumped against your before he gave you a soft chaste kiss on the lips, which made your heart beat so fast. His lips dropped to your jaw, then your neck and then up again to your earlobe, biting it gently. 

“You feel amazing.” He whispered to your ear, sending shivers down your spine as your back arched. 

You didn’t know how you made him feel but you were sure you were on cloud nine. Jay was so fucking good, he was everything you needed all these years and you hated the fact that he was right in front of you. 

After a while, Jay was easily going in and out your pussy, he was pulling out to his tip before he plunged himself back fully into you. The filthy whimpers he left with every move made you go crazy, wrapping your legs tighter around him to feel more friction. You wrapped around him like velvet and he thought he was in heaven. 

“Can I go faster?” He mumbled against your neck, you only nodded, feeling unable to answer him in words. Jay patted your thigh, as he buried his face in your neck completely. His hands grabbed your as with his pretty hands to hold you in place before he started a quicker rhythm. 

Your moan cracked in your throat and your hands gripped your bed sheets, he was fucking you fast and deep, it felt euphoric. You just wanted him to fuck you every fucking day. 

That’s when you had your idea. 

“Jay…” You whimpered. “So close.” Your eyes shut with pleasure. Jay’s cock was feeling your spasming walls and it pushed him to his release way faster. 

“Me too, darling.” He stopped sucking your neck to look at your disheveled face which he decided was extremely hot. 

“Let go with me, let’s cum together. My God you feel so good y/n.” He grunted as he quickened his pace even more to make you both cum. 

You cried out as your back arched and held onto Jay’s shoulders, having the best orgasm in your life. Ever. 

Jay filled the condom inside of you, your walls milked him until there was nothing left for him to release, he cummed a lot, he couldn’t ignore the idea of you cumming inside of you loads and watching it spill from

your slit. 

“Fuck.” You breathed out, regulating your breath as Jay laid on top of you, trying to get his back. If he stood up right now he would fall on top of you. 

You played with his hair, massaging his scalp as he stayed inside of you for a while, a silence taking over the place of your moans and the sound of sex. For some reason, Jay felt peaceful, his skin was warm and pretty, it gave you a comfort that you craved for so long. 

You wanted him to sleep next to you. 

He scanned your room with his eyes to spot the bin, before he got up to discard the condom he placed a kiss on your jaw, you felt yourself blushing for the act. (like he wasn’t balls deep inside few seconds ago)

You watched him slip inside of his boxers quickly and without a word he came back to bed and laid down next to you, watching your ceiling. 

Both of you felt the awkwardness and the sudden change of your rivalry turning to friendship and then it ending up in bed, things escalated so fast for you to process. 

You spoke up like you read his mind. 

“Let’s talk about this in the morning, okay?” You asked, turning your body towards him to stare at his side. Jay was built deliciously and carved by gods you almost swore at how you never fucked him once in college. 

“Mhm.” He hummed, pulling your sheets over himself. He lifted the side for you to come in. 

You quickly cuddled into him, as he covered your bodies. You hugged his waist and put your chin on his chest, feeling peaceful than ever. 

“Can we keep loving each other until tomorrow?” He asked suddenly, making you look up at his glossy eyes from the tiredness. His words made you smile softly. You nodded, your hand finding the side of his cheek as his found yours, pulling each other in a kiss like magnets. 

You fell asleep to Jay’s lips kissing you gently.

*

“Wake up, Park.” 

You slapped the piece of paper against Jay’s sleeping face as he laid in your bed. You were already dressed up, you opened your windows to let the smell of sex disappear and spending exactly 45 minutes on the hickey on your neck to cover it up, thanks to him. 

But, the most important thing you did was what was on top of Jay’s face. 

“Good morning to you, too.” He rolled his eyes as he stood up, making you suck your lower lip to the sight in front of you. You were already dressed up in your pants and blazer, he realized you had showered and was smelling of your expensive perfume that he always secretly admired. 

“If you agree with all the clauses I listed down in the contract please sign it.” You put your hands on your waist, staring up at his face because he was taller. 

Jay was dumbfounded as he sat down back on your bed, flipping the paper to read it out loud. 

“Friends with Benefits'' contract.” he furrowed his brows and looked up at you. “Seriously?” 

You sighed. “Please just read.” 

Jay huffed, looking at the first line. “Whenever one of the other person wants sex, they have the right to call the business partner in order to satisfy their needs.” 

“Hmmm.” Jay hummed, laying down completely on your bed and lifting his arms up to keep reading the paper. You crawled next to him and straddled his thighs. 

“Physical contact whenever someone craves it is also okay.” He continued then looked at your fingers toying with his waistband. “Like now?” He smirked. 

You slapped his tummy. “Just continue, Park.”

Jay squinted to read the other line. “No other sex partners. Or any partner that will contain the use of body fluids.” 

“I’m a little hypochondriac.” You scratched your neck, reasoning him. 

“So this means as long as this contract is present, I’ll only get to kiss you and no one else?” He made it clear out loud for you to confirm.

You proudly nodded your head, making Jay let out a cute giggle. 

He got serious again when he saw the sentence that was written in bold and red. 

“Dating each other and falling in love is forbidden and the other has the right to terminate the contract if it happens.” 

Jay cleared his throat, staring at your clothed figure sitting on top of him. You decided to talk. “We will keep this a secret of course, no one can now.” you mumbled silently and looked at him with keen eyes as you anticipated an answer. 

“Give me a pen.” 

*

A month already flew by with the agreement you did with Jay and everything was simply amazing. You had frustrated from work sex, I want to feel something sex or simply I am bored so I am here to fuck you sex. Well you couldn’t complain at all, fucking Jay was one of a kind and surprisingly both of your sex drives was as high as Mount Everest. 

You found yourself biting your lip as Jay bent down a little to show Chaewon what she couldn’t do on the computer. You licked your lips at the view of Jay’s ass in his tight work pants and his tiny little waist inside of his designer belt. 

“Yeah, just like that.” he assured her, giving her a smile before he walked up to his desk next to you, of course he caught you staring shamelessly. 

“Something on my butt?” He pouted, trying to look behind his back. You sent him a deadly stare. 

“Probably your brain.” You smiled at him annoyingly. 

He was about to say something when Ryujin stepped inside. “Good morning, everyone.” 

You unintentionally turned to look at Jay, to see his reaction to seeing her. She was pretty, she was younger and she really was Jay’s type. When you saw Jay smiling at her softly, you had a pain in your stomach, and uneasiness took all over your body. 

“My internship is ending in 15 days so I wanted to tell you all that. I will be working at a different firm.”

Jake came up to her, “So you won’t be a part of WANG in 15 days?”He asked, and she pouted, nodding her head. 

Now, you were scared to look at Jay, there won’t  be any blocks between his work crush and him in the matter of 15 days. He was going to  terminate your contract and make a move on Ryujin and then marry her after 3 years and have kids. 

“Y/n!!” Someone yelled. “My God, are you deaf?” Jay waved his hand in front of your face. You snapped out of your own thoughts suddenly. “Hm?” 

“Client is waiting for us in the lobby.” He explained,  and stood before your chair as you gathered all the things you needed from your desk. “Okay let’s go.” You got up, started following Jay to the elevators. You got in after him and watched him press floor 2 instead of L. 

You furrowed your brows. “I thought we were going to meet the client?” 

“I lied.” He nonchalantly said as he stretched his neck to the back and then to both sides. You licked your lips. 

“Sounds like you found a safe spot.” 

He puckered his lips. “Oh, yeah.” 

*

When your back hit the cabinet behind, you made a surprised sound. Jay’s lips literally attacked yours, your teeth clicking sometimes from how hard he was kissing you. 

He brought you to the archive, after he found out the guy who stood here goes to lunch around these hours and there were no cameras in the room. 

“Now it’s the time that you can touch my butt.” Jay breathed into your mouth making you laugh. 

“Did you bring me all the way down here so I can touch your butt?” You talked between kisses, his fingers unbuttoning your shirt to expose your lacy black bra. 

“Mhm, my favorite set.” Jay ducked down to suck on the skin that was showing over the material. As he was busy down there, you quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down, grabbing his ass and pulling his crotch to yours. 

He moaned at the feeling of your hands touching his ass and his clothed cock making contact with your clothed core. 

“Fuck, that felt good.” He chuckled into your neck. 

“It’s unfair you have a better ass than mine.” You pouted as your nails scratched the nape of his neck. 

“We can go to the gym together, darling. Y’know, bonding time.” He winked at you, making your eyes roll in a funny way. To be honest, sweaty gym sex didn’t sound bad you might consider going to gym with him. 

You kind of felt relaxed that after the news Ryujin dropped, Jay was still thinking about you and wanted to be with you. But you knew you had to talk about this matter with him later.

Right now, you just wanted to make him feel good. 

You put your hand inside of his underwear and grabbed his hardened member as you started stroking him, his precum was already leaking from his tip so it was about time. 

You twisted your wrist as you pumped his dick, to get all of him. 

Both of you were startled when your phone rang out of nowhere. You kept your hand on his dick while the other went to your pocket, grabbing your phone.

“Shit, it’s the client. They must be here.” You whined as you stared at Jay’s hazy eyes from pleasure. You just couldn’t leave him with blue balls like that. 

You got down on your knees in seconds, taking his cock in your mouth and swallowing around him, giving him the fastest blow job you can ever. 

Jay closed his mouth with one hand to muffle his moans while the other held on to your hair with his dear life, to keep you in place and guide you on his cock. You took him down your throat and breathed through your nose before you started bobbing your head, your fingers caressing his thigh. 

Jay’s dick twitched in your mouth, his precum on your taste buds when you looked up at him, catching him looking down at you, his one hand still covering his mouth. 

A throaty moan left his mouth, when you licked the vein underside of his dick. 

You pumped his dick in your hand fast to get the job done even quicker and put your mouth back in, so he won’t make a mess in the archive. He searched your face for permission and you nodded.

“So close. So close! So CLOS—” Jay didn't get to complete his sentence before you felt the hot ropes of his cum shooting down your throat. He slowly let his hand down on his face, breathing loudly and freely after the overwhelming high he just had. 

“I’ve never cummed this fast in my whole life.” 

You got up and as you were doing it, you pulled his pants up to his waist and buckled his belt. “Write it on your records list then.” You smirked and wiped your mouth with the side of your hand as you stared at his eyes, making him blink a few times and gulp loudly. Without a word you grabbed your files and phone from the floor and started walking towards the exit, until you realized Jay was still standing there. 

“Jay!” You shouted. “We are already late, c’mon.” 

He shook his head to the sides to get his senses back to himself and mouthed a ‘wow!’ before running after you. 

*

Jackson assigned 4 attorneys (including you and Jay) along with Heeseung and Jake and two interns, Chaewon and Ryujin to attend a conference in a different city. He said you and Jay will make nice contacts there and the others might learn something new. 

Of course Jay’s first thought was going on a trip with you but he kept forgetting the fact that you were keeping this secret and also, you weren’t his girlfriend. He get to kiss you and fuck you but he was never going to get to call you his girlfriend. 

Jay was craving a relationship for a long time now and had to accept this, he did like you. He wasn’t sure if it was just his sexual relationship he had with you or was he actually developing some feelings for you. 

On the other hand, Ryujin really seemed interested in him and he used to like her, but now he was confused. He could have chosen to be with her and solve all his problems but he didn’t want to lose what he had with you. 

He didn’t want to lose you at all. 

On the plane, the seats were taken randomly so you were seated next to Heeseung, which Jay confessed that he was interested in you and for his chance, Ryujin was sitting next to him. 

He couldn’t find anything to talk about with her. He remembered the first night you and him had sex, how the conversation just flowed effortlessly. Ryujin was talking to him about stuff she was interested in and the music she listened to but Jay couldn’t relate. He decided he lost his interest for her over these few months and he had only one woman in his dreams.

Meanwhile, seated next to Heeseung, he was making you laugh a lot, he was naturally funny. He told you about his funny moments he had with Jake in the firm and some hilarious gossip he heard about Jackson. You were now sure Jay wasn’t lying when he said Heeseung was into you. Being an attorney came with some gifts that you earn with experience over time. The way Heeseung leaned into you, made eye contact as he spoke about something and stared directly to your lips when you talked made it clear for you. His body language was speaking to you. 

You acted like you were stretching to check out what Jay was up to and saw him listening to some bullshit Ryujin was telling. He tried to seem interested or you wanted to believe that he was uninterested as she showed some pictures from her camera roll to him. 

You froze when your eyes met, it tickled your stomach catching his pretty eyes looking at you. He faintly smiled at you before turning his attention back

to Ryujin, who kept showing pictures to him. 

Jay was jealous that you were laughing at everything Heeseung said, but he was unaware of your feelings that were matching his. 

You also only had him in your mind. 

*

When you checked into your hotels it was already midnight, so everyone went to their rooms to sleep. In the elevator Heeseung asked what your room number is which made Jay’s blood boil, why the fuck he needed that information. 

He stormed out of the elevator, obviously jealous, side eyeing you as you unlocked your door, Heeseung wishing you a goodnight, opening his own door as well. 

You and Jay were in single rooms and Heeseung and Jake and the girls were in two seperate rooms. 

Once you got in your room, you immediately got naked to hop in the shower and take a looong one since flying always tired you a lot. As the hot water caressed your skin, you were thinking about Jay and being worried about Ryujin and him going out to have some drinks. Uneasy feeling took over your body as you were shampooing your hair. 

Meanwhile Jay in his room, changed into comfortable clothes, stared at the ceiling, with a frown on his face. He was visualizing the way he would burn the contract in front of your face after you fuck Heeseung. 

What if you invite Heeseung to your room instead of him? What if you fall in love with him and leave the firm to be with him and leave Jay all alone there? 

He put his pillow on his face and screamed into it. 

Since there were no messages or calls from you, he tried to sleep. 

*

After your one hour long shower, you opened your suitcase and found your baby blue pj set. You gathered yourself in lotion and light perfume before you picked up your phone and laid on your bed. 

No texts from Jay. 

‘Was he with Ryujin?’ was your first thought, sending shivers down your spine. You felt like you needed to text him. 

You opened your chat with him, which consisted of messages of ‘are you coming’s? and ‘i’m on my ways’.

—“do you wanna come over to my room? 🤧” you typed and hit send. 

You bit your lip as you tapped your phone screen with your nails, getting impatient. You just wanted Jay next to you since the day you fucked for the first time. It was like his pheromones were just a magnet to yours and you couldn’t get enough of him. 

Now you wanted him to ruin the shower you took for an hour. 

But now, you were feeling sad, thinking if he feels the same way. Were you being a crazy bitch and had the urge to lick him all over when it felt the same as masturbating to him. 

No feelings and just using each other to satisfy your needs was what you had in your agreement after all.

You wanted to unsent. Your overthinking was getting over you, thinking if you were being too needy. 

Thank god your cloud of thoughts were interrupted when you heard knocks on your hotel door. You got up, side eyed yourself in the mirror quickly, your baby blue silk pj set looking so cute and sexy. Your hair is silky smooth resting on your shoulders and you made sure you smelled like cozy notes of vanilla for extra spice. 

“Hi Ja—”

You couldn’t finish your greeting when Jay's both hands cupped your face in a forceful way, smashing his lips to yours and kicking your room door with the back of his boot. The muffled sounds came from your mouths as he pushed you to the wall and caged your body. Your hands immediately went under his simple black t-shirt, feeling the slight lines of his abs. 

“I thought you were getting laid with Heeseung.” He confessed, kissing your jaw and then biting down your neck to make you feel his frustration. You were shocked with what he said and couldn’t reason it, was this because you sat next to him on the plane?

“Why would I fuck Heeseung, we signed an agreement…” 

You grabbed the top of Jay’s silky black hair in an aggressive way, making his hazy eyes stare at you. He was so lost at your sudden movement and the dumbfounded expression was on his face when your eyes met. 

“Are YOU fucking someone behind me?” You fired your question, your face came closer to his out of frustration and your noses bumped to each other.

Jay swore he had butterflies in his stomach. You were so cute when you looked at him like that, thinking you were looking intimidating but you looked like a little angry kitten to him. He couldn’t help himself and leaned down, bumped your noses together in the softest way before kissing the tip of it. The way you gulped was so loud, it was embarrassing. 

“I am loyal to our agreement as well.” He said, putting his hand on the wall to lean to you. You looked down feeling ashamed now, it sounded so desperate like you were jealous of him. You weren’t jealous of him… You just didn’t want stds, or lose this connection you have with him when he moves on and falls in love with some other girl. You were obviously feeling intimidated since Ryujin announced she was leaving the firm. 

“Why are you not making a move on Ryujin?” You suddenly asked, still looking down. “You know… if you want to ask her out, we can end this.” You pointed between your chests. 

Your suggestion made him chuckle and gave him a relief after he understood you were obviously jealous, just like he was of Heeseung. He didn’t give a damn fuck about Ryujin when you stand in front of him in your baby blue set, and your eyes looking up at him worriedly. 

To Jay, your body, your scent, the way your fingers touch him, the way your tongue feels on his body, the way your walls wrap around him everytime he fucks you was all he could think 24/7. 

“Fuck Ryujin, and fuck Heeseung.” he sighed. “I only care about us.” 

Us... What did ‘us’ mean? Two work friends, (formerly hated each other) fucking each other whenever they have a chance? What an amazing bond, you thought. 

You’ve come to a realization that you knew every detail of Jay's body but you didn’t even know his favorite color. You knew what position he liked the most, but you didn’t know anything about his childhood. 

You didn’t want to fixate on the word us. 

Jay and you dating was impossible. As long as you worked at WANG, best thing you could do was having sex like this. A relationship was not in the books for you two. 

You have to keep Jay your dirty little secret, forever. 

“Jay…” you sighed, pulling him to your lips from the nape of his neck. “I need you.” 

Jay smiled to himself as he grabbed you from under your thighs and lifted you up. “I was waiting for you to say that.” 

You giggled into his mouth as he never broke the kiss and put you down onto your bed. He leaned over your body, the craving is finally being satisfied. you wrapped your legs around his waist even tighter as he held your face between his hands.

“Tell me what you want, I am at your service.” 

“I just want your cock, no foreplay.” Your hands went to his jeans to unbuckle his belt quickly. you were getting eager every second. Jay kicked down his jeans from his legs and threw them to the floor, before he leaned back he also got rid of his top in a swift way. You supported yourself on your elbows as you traced his v line. 

“No foreplay? Are you sure?” He asked, playing with the strap of your pj top. 

You pulled his face to yours to start making out again. “Some more kissing-uhm.” Jay's lips felt so soft on yours, sucking on them and even biting them was pure ecstasy. His arm wasn’t supporting himself, he was basically laying on top of you as you kissed, your fingertips trailed down his back until they came to the elastics of his underwear. 

With one strong move you pushed Jay away and rolled over to get on top of him, not losing any time before you started sucking on his neck. He was letting out heavenly moans, you thought you might cum to the sinful noises he was making. your tongue pressed flat on his neck before you suck on it and then gave kitten licks all the way to his jaw. 

You took off your top in a slow motion for him, your boobs bouncing as the material hit them. You swore you felt Jay's cock stirring under your thigh. then you stand on your knees, pulling your shorts down erotically, letting out moans as you did so. 

“God, y/n. What are you doing to me?” 

Jay's fingers pinched your nipples as you got rid of all the clothing you have, straddling him bare. He loved your body, he loved every bit of you, every detail of you was perfect to him. 

You rubbed your cunt against his clothed dick, both of you letting out a loud moan. He was so painfully hard, the friction you felt was amazing. 

“Jay, can I cum like this?” You asked, giving him puppy eyes. “Can I use you like this, Jay?” 

Jay was losing his mind. He wanted you to use him, spend him. Oh god, only if you knew how fucking heavenly you looked on top of him as you rubbed your cunt against him, asking to cum like that. 

“Fuck.” he rolled his eyes as you frantically started to rub yourself on him, when you gave him your hands to hold, Jay intertwined your fingers before kissing the side of your hand. His underwear was getting tight on his crotch now and he felt he was going to make a mess in seconds if you kept doing this.

Jay felt the knot in his stomach getting loose, he had to do something, he couldn’t just cum in his pants when he let you grind on him like that. He couldn’t believe he was going to cum before you. 

“Sit on my face.” He commanded. “or sit on my dick for fuck’s sake, I am so close.” 

You chuckled at his desperation. Although you would enjoy watching him cum in his underwear and make a mess, it was way too early and you wanted to feel him more. 

“It's okay Jay.” you smiled as you tugged down his boxers to his knees. His boner slipped out of his boxers the moment you pulled them down, your mouth watered at the sight. 

“Oh Jay…” you moaned. “Fuck, you look so fucking good right now.” You complimented him. You took his length in your hand and stroked him slowly as you spread his pre cum all over him. “Be a good boy and tell me where I can find a condom.”

“My back pocket—ah. fuck. my jeans.” He spoke out, having trouble breathing at this point. You gave a kiss to his lower stomach which made him shiver and his cock throb. 

“Wait for me.” 

You quickly got out of bed to look on the floor for Jay's jeans. As you tried to find a foil packet quickly you felt your fingers shaking. He was making you feel nervous and you couldn’t help it. 

Jay supported himself on his elbow as his other hand lazily stroked himself up and down and he watched you find the condom packet. “There.” You whispered to yourself and immediately put your knee on the bed to go back to your needy colleague. You slapped Jay's hand with one hand as the other brought the packet to your teeth, professionally tearing it apart. 

Jay's heart dropped as he watched you spitting the piece of foil to the floor. It was somehow nasty and unexpected from you. He realized himself blinking at you and salivating.

You carefully put the condom on Jay, making him hiss. The way your delicate fingers runned up and down as a little tease, made him impatiently slap his thigh now. “C’mon darling, don’t make me wait.” 

You followed his order as you aligned him with your dripping cunt and easily sunk down until your clit touched his pubic one. Both of you let out a moan of satisfaction in harmony. 

“So tight, so wet… you are so fucking amazing.” Jay's eyes rolled back. At first your hips started with grinding motions, feeling his outline hitting every spot inside your walls and his tip already pushing up your g spot. 

“I don’t think I will ever get used to how big you are, fuck.” You huffed. You wanted to bounce on his cock, go crazy and wild on him but you knew you would end up bruising your insides. And if you walk funny tomorrow, everyone would understand what happened the previous night.

You pressed your forehead to his as you kept swaying your hips, finding a nice rhythm that both of you enjoy. 

“Believe me I would like to ride you better, but we have a conference tomorrow to attend.” 

Jay's hands guided your hips, “Being inside of you is more than enough, darling.” He searched up your face to see if you could answer him. When he realized you were focused on grinding and kissing his temple he continued.

“I will fuck you slowly and passionately like this, if that’s what my girl wants.” 

Your hips stopped moving. His girl??? What was he saying to you? Was he aware or was he just playing along to set the mood? Were you really his girl like, as his friend you could still be his girl, right? Did he mean it romantically? Was Jay falling for you? 

“What's wrong?” Jay pouted against your lips. You shook your head like it was nothing. You didn’t want him to feel that you were overthinking. 

“Sorry, just a cramp.” You mumbled before you got back to your slow rhythm you set earlier. Jay hummed as he kissed you again. your tits were rubbing up and down his upper body as you fucked. This felt so good, so intimate. 

This felt like a sex that couples in love would have. Jay's hands were running all over your body, his lips were kissing your lips, your jaw, your neck and forehead basically anywhere he can reach from the position he is at. your hands were tangled up in his hair, massaging his scalp and tugging on his hair as you were getting closer to your high every second.

Jay felt you clenching down on him, the way you felt like velvet even with the condom, he could have only imagined how your tightness would feel bare. Every bit of your skin was touching each other except the part that was covered with the stupid piece of plastic he hated the most. 

He imagined about how he would fuck you if you were his girlfriend, he would tell that he loves you right at this moment, when his girlfriend is breathless from the amount of kisses and her thighs sore from riding him for so long. 

He decided to fuck you all night. because why not? It was everything to him having you on top and seeing you trying to get off on his dick in slow motion, it made him sleepy and calm. The pleasure mounting on his lower abdomen sometimes halted, which he loved, the more he was inside of you, the happier he felt. 

“Do you wanna cum?” 

Jay nodded his head to the sides. “No.” 

You bit down on his sharp jawline before you left little soothing kisses on the area. “No?” You asked in curiosity, you expected him to say otherwise. 

“You feel so good, I don't want this to end.” He pouted. His face made you let out a giggle. You pinched his cheek and nodded. 

“Okay, but change positions? My thighs are kind of hurting.” you said as you pushed his sweaty pieces of hair out of his forehead. Jay nodded and made both of you lay on your sides, facing each other, keeping your bodies connected. 

You pressed your chest to his again and threw your leg over his hip, he slid even deeper and with the emotion of pain painting your face Jay kissed your forehead. 

He was balls deep inside of you now. 

“Feeling good?” 

You nodded your head as you held onto Jay's shoulders, Jay held your ass in the meantime to make it easier to move. 

Your bodies naturally find their rhythm again. It felt so good, so natural. His beautiful sparkling eyes as they stared at yours, his lips parted slightly to let out sinful moans for you to hear. his cheeks had a rosy tint from the heat, and his scent was raised around you, wrapping you in some form of safety and comfort. 

Were you really falling for him? Why were you having such intimate sex with your fuck buddy and staring at his eyes like you were fucking your husband on your first night. 

A wave of thoughts took over you and the control of your body. You got scared of your feelings, you knew what was happening to you and if you kept on doing this, you would be so lost and confused after. 

The way you flipped Jay on his back again was so sudden, his almost closing eyes snapped open to your action. His head hit the bed harshly before you put your hands down on his abs, as you frantically started to bounce on his dick. You let your head fall down from the pain and pleasure mixing in your body. 

You knew Jay was surprised so you blurbed out. “I changed my mind.” 

When he looked down at the point where you bodies connected his eyes rolled, you were fucking yourself hard on him, his heart felt like it could stop. He didn’t want you to hurt yourself, he loved fucking you both ways whether it was hardcore or soft. 

“What about the conference tomorrow?” He breathed out between moans, he swore he was just two seconds away from cumming. 

“I don't care.” 

Walking funny and fucking up the conference was okay. You knew you could recover from it. 

But falling in love with your co-worker that you can never be together with? That you refused to do. That you were so scared of but knew was inevitable.

*

On your way home, you and Jay were seated next to each other on the plane. the conference went well, thankfully you weren’t limping or anything after what happened the night before. Now you were sleepy and again, Jay being next to you enveloped you with an indescribable comfort. 

You glanced at him, his eyes were closed as his cheek rested on his palm. 

Your heart’s beating was irregular these days whenever you looked at him, he was making you feel some type of way that you’ve never experienced before. 

Your connection was something rare. Was it worth risking your job though?

After checking out everyone and seeing they are asleep, you sneaked your hand to his lap to hold his free hand. 

He mumbled as his eyes were still closed. “Someone might see.” 

“Everyone's asleep.” You assured him. Jay smiled and squeezed your hand in his. “Gimme a kiss then.” 

You snorted and bumped your shoulder to his. “That, I can't do.” Jay pouted at your words. When he pouted like that, you couldn’t hold yourself and pulled him into a chaste kiss from the side of his neck. 

His lips closed on yours, they always felt so soft. Your lips stayed pressed into each other for a few seconds, as your eyes were closed, enjoying each other’s presence out in public for the first time. 

It felt so fucking good, you both felt the butterflies in your stomach. 

Jay broke the kiss, his eyes scanned the seats around you to see if everyone’s still sleeping before leaning in and kissing you one more time. 

You licked your lips in a satisfied way, making him chuckle. 

There was a silence as you stared at each other lovingly with a stupid smile plastered on both of your faces. 

Just by looking at each other’s eyes, you swore you telepathically communicated.

You both knew your connection wasn’t just sex and there were feelings involved and you needed to make a decision about it when you get back home. 

*

After landing safely, you messaged Jay instead of talking to him, because you felt Heeseung's eyes on you. The last thing you wanted was to find others that you had some sort of relationship with Jay. 

—“take a different taxi and come to my place?🥺” 

You were sitting on your suitcase as you all waited for a drive and you shifted when you heard Jay's giggle, then the typing sounds coming from his phone.

—“already missing my cute little butt?🥺” 

You bite the inside of your cheek as a wave of embarrassment washed over your body. You quickly started typing back. 

—“no, we need to talk. but yes, i also missed your cute little butt. 😒” 

Jay smiled.

—“i'll be there, darling.”

Your heart flipped inside your chest, seeing your nickname on the screen. You caught him staring at you when you met his gaze, smiling as you put your phone to your bag. 

“This is our ride guys, we are all going in the same direction!” Jake yelled, pointing at the girls as they all got in the car. 

You felt Heeseung sneaking up behind your back, and gently tapping your arm. “I can give you a ride if you want y/n.” 

You kindly smiled. “I already called a cab— oh it’s here!” you showed the taxi parking in front of the gate. 

“Oh okay, then. see you at the office tomorrow.” he waved at you as you got in. You spotted Jay through your windows. He only winked at you before you saw him getting on the other cab that stopped behind yours. 

*

After you got home, you changed into something comfortable quickly since Jay was only 2 minutes away from you. When your doorbell rang, you found a Jay 

Park leaned against your door frame, looking as boyfriend as ever. 

“Hi.” You beamed at him, tilting your head at the sight. You gave him your hands for him to come inside before you pulled him in a hug. 

Jay sighed at the warmth of your body hugging him. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, you stayed like that for a while before you took his hand and dragged him to your living room. 

“So, I wanted to talk with you.” You started. Jay looked at you curiously but kind of guessing what were you going to say. He already knew how he felt.

You cleared your throat. “I feel things that I am not supposed to feel when I am with you, and it scares me.” You confessed, looking at your lap and playing with your fingers. 

“I love my job but I also…” The words almost spilled from your mouth before you stopped yourself. 

“You can’t decide between your job and me.” He said. 

It sounded so cruel when he worded like that, you saw the pain in his eyes. You wish there was a way out of this without hurting each other or risking your careers. 

“If you want to leave and date someone, it is okay.” You said, wishing deeply from your heart that he would say no. What would you do if he stands up and leaves you there like that? How were you supposed to be next to someone you are deeply in love with when they were in love with someone else. Even the thought of Jay touching someone made you feel devastated.

“I am terminating my contract.” He stared at you with glossy eyes. It felt like someone squeezed your heart inside your chest, the pain you felt was indescribable. 

When a tear dropped down your cheek and you understood it all wrong, Jay smiled and kissed away your tear, making you flutter your eyelashes. 

“Because I fell in love with you.” 

“Dating each other and falling in love is forbidden and the other has the right to terminate the contract if it happens.” 

“And I don’t care if it will cost me my job, I don’t give a fuck. I only want you. I want to be with you.” He held your face in his hands, stroking your cheeks lovingly. 

“Jay…” You said his name in shock. You couldn’t find any words to say so you kissed him, wrapping your hands around his neck. “I am in love with you too.” You finally confessed, feeling light as ever. 

“We will keep it a secret, I’ll let you be my dirty little secret forever if this is what it takes.” He talked, his lips caressed yours as he did. You tackled him on the couch, giving kisses all over his face. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” 

Jay was a giggling mess under you, he wrapped his arms around your body and pulled you to his chest. You listened to his heartbeat that felt so peaceful. 

That day Jay and you had a very long night, you let him fuck you without a condom the first time, and the second time and the third time. You both loved being connected like that, it felt so raw and intimate.

Then you talked for hours in your bed, only wrapped with your sheet, his hands all over you as you told him stories. Jay kept getting distracted because of your lips, so he stopped you midtalk to smash his lips against yours. He was so whipped for you and you felt the same way about him. Then he made you instant noodles because the activities you’ve done tired you enough, he wanted you to be full before you took a shower together. 

In the shower, he took good care of you, helped you wash yourself and gave kisses and massages to you. His hands roamed all over you, caressed your thighs and hips, his lips attacked your collarbones before he wrapped you in his arms as you just swayed under the warm water. He dried you after the shower and watched you putting on lotion when he dried his black hair with a towel, getting flashbacks of the night he first stayed over. 

Without asking you, he opened his suitcase and found a clean shirt that is way too oversized for you. He tucked the shirt over your head and then your arms, giving you the princess treatment of your life. 

You realized you were so lucky to have him.  

You patted the space next to you after he cozily tucked you in your bed.

Jay gladly lifted the covers and cuddled you, pulling your leg over his hip and pressing your face to his chest. 

“You smell so good.” You mumbled as your fingers drew patterns on his back, which made Jay feel sleepy and safe. Being in your arms was definitely his favorite thing. 

“Are you my girlfriend now?” He chuckled, placing a kiss on top of your head. 

“Seems like it.” You kissed his chest. “What are we going to do at work tomorrow?” You asked in curiosity. Were you supposed to act like you still hated each other? How were you going to stand not touching him all day when he was sitting beside you. 

“Don’t worry about work, everything will be okay.” He assured you. You just nodded, you trusted him with your whole heart. “I love you.” You mumbled against his chest for the 7th time that night. 

“I love you more, y/n. More than you can ever imagine.” 

With those words, you drifted off to sleep in your boyfriend’s arms. 

*

You opened your eyes in Jay’s embrace, his strong chest pressed against your back and his leg over yours, trapping you. His face was buried between your shoulder blades and it was so easy for you to feel his regular breathing hitting your skin. 

You laughed when you couldn’t move in his strong grip. 

“Baby?..” You caressed his arm that was over your stomach. He let out a whine. 

“Jay, we will be late for work.” You turned around in his arms, pulling him from his thigh against you even more before you leaned in and pressed a kiss on your boyfriend’s neck. 

He rolled you over and got on top, making you scream. 

“Jay!!”

“Morning sex?” 

“My god, what was in your dreams?” You slapped his chest lightly. 

“You.” 

You checked the time and calculated in how many minutes you can get a shower and have breakfast and dress up after having sex. It didn’t add up that well but, you loved your boyfriend so much. 

“I can’t say no to you.” You giggled before Jay’s fingers hooked in your panties to slide them down. He already was hard from morning, and being in Jay’s existence only was enough to make you wet. 

He took his cock out of his boxers and hugged you before he plunged into you, feeling your warm velvety walls around him without a condom. Only if you knew how heavenly you felt. 

He lazily thrusted into you, it was so funny because you had to kiss his face to prevent him closing his eyes sometimes, he was still so sleepy. 

You connected your lips in a passionate kiss as you wrapped your legs around him and made him go deeper in you. 

“I love you so much.” Jay mumbled against your lips. Then he leaned to whisper in your ear. “and I love this pretty cunt. Always tight and wet for me.” 

Your cheeks got the color of literal tomato to his dirty talk all of a sudden. But you didn’t want to be defeated by your shyness. 

“Only for you, baby.” You bit down on his bottom lip and pulled it slightly between your teeth, making Jay hiss. 

“Look at me when you cum, I wanna see that pretty face of yours.” He commanded and you were only able to nod to his words. 

After a few more thrusts, you felt his cock twitching inside of you, so you knew he was so close. When he was about to pull out to cum on your stomach, you stopped him. 

He stared at you in anticipation. 

You stared at his eyes. “I want your cum.” You talked boldly, making Jay suck on his bottom lip that you were biting a few minutes ago. 

He started giving you slow but hard thrusts, never breaking eye contact. Your rosy cheeks and little droplets of sweat forming on your forehead made you look gorgeous to him. 

You reached your high before him and looked at him as you promised, 

When Jay released his high inside of you, painting your walls with his hot cum, he didn’t even want to leave your cunt. He wanted to stay there forever. 

“I love you.” He kissed your cheek lovingly. “I love you, Jay.” You beamed at his spent face. After a moment of silence he spoke up.

“Should I pull out now orrr—“

“Lift me and take us to shower please we changed the sheets yesterday.” You bossed him and it made him laugh. 

“Whatever my girl wants.”

*

At work, you never get to kiss Jay once and it was depressing you. You were missing your boyfriend so much, especially when he was sitting next to you like a snack, going through client files with his specks on. You watched him fix his tie from time to time and roll his sleeves up. How have you never realized how hot Jay was all these years? You hated yourself for it. 

You decided to meet up in the restroom while no one was looking and Jay pulled you into a cabin from your hand, locking the door behind you. 

“Hello, gorgeous.” He trapped you between himself and the wall. “Hi.” you cackled, finally kissing him after long hours for the first time. 

He bent down to kiss your neck, inhaling your scent loudly. “I missed you so much.”

“Not being able to touch you is torture.” You pouted, caressing his lean shoulders over his shirt. When you were about to kiss again, you heard footsteps coming into the restroom. 

Jay lifted you bridal style, and shushed you so no one would understand there were two people in the cabin. 

“I swear to God, I saw it with my own eyes.” You heard Heeseung talking. 

“Man, you were probably dreaming.” This was Jake who talked back to Heeseung. 

“He was kissing her on the plane!” Heeseung whined to Jake because he wasn’t believing in him. 

You and Jay looked at each other as your hand covered your mouth in shock. You saw Jay mouthing a ‘shit’ under his breath. 

“Bro, y/n hates Jay’s guts. Is this April fools?” He laughed and Heeseung rolled his eyes at his unseriousness. 

“Watch me get Jay fired with this, then you can have a laugh.” 

You opened your mouth to yell at Heeseung but Jay was so quick to cover your mouth with his own hand, shaking his head saying you no. 

“Hmm, then you can get Jay’s position and be partners with y/n.” Jake smiled as he was checking himself in the mirror. 

Heeseung sang. “Exactly.” and he left the room. 

“Wait!!! Heeseung?? What about me then?” Jake ran after him after he realized his partner was going to leave him alone.

When Jay put you down on the floor, there was a deadly silence between you two. He put his hands on his waist before he talked. 

“You are not gonna do anything about this y/n, okay?” He taunted you very seriously, you wanted to protest so badly but you were able to see how angry he was and you didn’t want to make him even more frustrated. 

But you already set your mind about what you were going to do and no one could have stopped you about it.

You had your eyes on Heeseung all day, watching his every move. You had to go to Jackson’s office before he does and talk with him. When it was almost leaving time, you got the piece of paper from the printer and made your way to your boss’ office. 

You knocked on his door and waited for him to let you in. 

“Boss? Can we talk?” 

Jackson looked at the paper in your hand, furrowing his eyebrows. “Y/n, what’s going on? Is that-” Before he was about to finish his words, the door knocked, and Jay came in. 

“Hey, boss” He said, then his eyes met with yours.  

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” He raised his eyebrows as he stared at you and your heart felt heavy when you saw the paper he was holding in his hand. 

“Jay..?” Your eyes teared up when you realized both of you were in the room to resign to be with each other. 

“Okay can someone tell me what the fuck is going on?” 

Jay mouthed you a ‘it’s okay’ before he walked up to Jackson’s desk, putting the paper in front of him.

“Boss, I fell in love with your best lawyer.” He said smiling at you, while you couldn’t hold back your tears spilling down your cheeks. “And she deserves this job just like she deserved her first in Harvard.”  

Jackson was too stunned to speak at this point, he was so confused, because he was sure you wanted to smack down each other only a month ago. 

You wiped away your tears and protested. “No! I am resigning. Keep Jay, he loves his job.” 

“Y/n I told you to do nothing about this.” He spoke between his teeth, obviously angry because you didn’t listen to him. What was he expecting though, you were always such a trouble maker since he met you. 

“Boss, I fell in love with him first, fire me.” You crossed your arms in front of yourself, raising your one eyebrow at Jay like you were dueling him. 

Jay bit the inside of his cheek. “You did?” He pouted, fluttering his eyelashes. You turned to him. “I am pretty sure, I did.” You tilted your head. Jay first acted like he was defeated but then turned back to Jackson. 

“Lies– fire me now, Boss, I am ready.”

As Jackson was about to speak his door opened again, a beautiful woman came into his room. You literally saw Jackson’s eyes sparkling when he saw her. 

“Hey, handsome.” She walked up to him and kissed him on the lips. You blinked a few times to be sure you were seeing right. You looked at Jay, seeing his face as surprised as yours. 

“Oh am I interrupting your work?” She said, giggling shyly. 

Jackson cleared his throat before he introduced you to the woman. 

“This is Mrs. Kim, the client I made you guys study on her divorce case.” After making you work on that case, Jackson asked you to give him everything you guys have found and he went to the court instead of you and won the case. The work you did was spectacular, so it was so easy for him in the court, defending the woman he once loved. 

“I need to thank you two as well then.” She smiled at you. “Everything went so smoothly, now I am with the love of my life again.” 

You choked on your spit, excusing yourself as you turned back and coughed your lungs out. 

“So you found the love of your life because of us?” Jay asked Jackson, pointing between himself and you as he did. 

This seemed like he owed you two a big thank you. 

Again, before Jason was about to talk, the door opened again and this time Heeseung rushed in. Jay sent him a deadly look. 

“Boss, I need to talk to you about something.” He said, but then saw the woman sitting on the armrest of Jackson’s chair, and Jay’s resignation letter on his desk. An annoying smile covered his face. 

“What is going on?” 

You walked up to Heeseung and pushed him from his chest. “I know that you saw us kissing on the plane, you idiot.” 

Jackson put his head between his hands. “Were you guys publicly making out on the business trip I sent you?!” 

Heeseung got rid of your grip and runned up to Jackson’s desk. “Exactly, boss. I am volunteering for Jay’s position.” 

Jay walked up to Heeseung and grabbed him from his collar this time, “You piece of shit—“

You screamed, pulling Jay to yourself from his blazer, Jake and the girls stormed into the room since they realized something was going on. 

“Enough!” Jackson yelled, standing up from his chair, making everyone look at him. Jay let go of Heeseung’s shirt in a forceful way, making him stumble a few steps back. 

“If you guys had let me speak. Just for ONCE. You would understand what I wanted to say.” He loosened his tie out of frustration. One thing about attorneys that they loved to talk, which was their best skill that comes with their job. 

“There are no more rules.” He said silently, sitting back down like it was nothing. 

“Huh?” You raised one eyebrow at your boss. 

“You heard me. Everyone is free to date whoever.” 

“But boss—“ Heeseung tried to complain but Jackson put his hand up, silencing him. 

“The love of my life was my partner too, and if I never had the courage to date her because of some stupid rule, now she wouldn’t be standing next to me.” He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her next to his side. 

“And I am not willing to lose my best attorneys just because they love each other now.” He laughed at himself. “Maybe less bickering and more kissing would make you guys work harder, who knows?” 

A stupid smile took over your face before you looked at your boyfriend and saw his pretty eyes staring at you back. You finally got the best of both worlds. 

“Now please leave my office and get back to work.” He dismissed everyone, obviously wanting to take care of his girlfriend. 

* 

The night of the eventful day, you were over at Jay’s place for him to cook dinner for you and watch some Netflix. He made you your favorite food, and that day you found out his favorite color was purple. 

“Baby, do you remember Harvard forums, where they write loads of shit about graduates anonymously?” You asked, as Jay was laying on your lap and you played with his hair. 

“Hmm, I do of course, why?” He asked, getting more comfortable on your lap as his hand grabbed your upper leg. 

You snorted. “I swear to God, there was an entry about someone wanting us to fuck each other on our graduation day… Now I am thinking maybe they were right about us.” 

Jay giggled against your skin. “So you’re saying everyone knew we actually didn’t hate each other, we thought we did because we admired each other so badly, it hurted our egos and turned into hate.”

“Oh my god!” You slapped his shoulder. “You are right!” 

Jay laughed, “Do you wanna put an entry now?” He laid on his back to look up at you. You nodded in an eager way. 

Jay got his laptop from his room and got back on the couch with you, the movie you put on long forgotten. 

“So, what are we gonna write?” He asked, tapping his fingers on the keyboard nonchalantly. 

“Just write your worst enemy can be the person you are deeply in love with and then add our names.” You said smiling, tucking a piece of hair behind his hair. Jay turned his head and kissed your hand before he started writing what you said to him. 

That night when you were cuddled into each other and sleeping peacefully, a notification sound came from Jay’s phone, but none of you heard it because of how deep you were sleeping in each other's arms, knowing there were no obstacles holding you back from loving each other freely. 

The notification was a reply to Jay’s entry on Harvard’s forum: 

-THEY FINALLY FUCKED I CAN DIE PEACEFULLY NOW. <3

THE END.

EXTRAS: HYUNG LINE AS OLD LOVE SONGS SERIES ⍘ PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER (story sets in the DIRTY LITTLE SECRET universe)

[animeficsworld]

Dates

Warumono x Reader

Spoilers for Episode 7.

When he said there was a new place he would like to check out, you had a feeling it had to do with pandas.

Everything had to do with pandas with him.

But you were quite excited.

Finally he was going somewhere new besides the usual Zoo.

And you were happy to see when you arrived that this was an amusement park.

"Let's get tickets!" you said as you stood in line.

First, he said he wanted to ride the horsey. Which you didn't question as you stood in line for the Merry go round. You saw him waving at a mother but you didn't question.

Next, you went on the swan, where, once more he was waving at a woman who waved at the children.

But you let it slide once more.

"Let's go to the Haunted House!" you said as you grabbed his hand and walked in the direction of the next attraction. 

But of course, the people in there got scared of him, not the other way around.

Then, he pointed at a star ride.

"That one."

"Are you sure?" you asked and he only nodded once before he got in line.

After the spinning thing, you thought he had enough but apparently not.

And once you both got off, he was dizzy, while you were fine.

"What kind of a torture device was that?!" he asked and you laughed, he looked at you.

"Kids like it." you said as you shrugged your shoulders.

Children enjoy this?! - he thought to himself.

Then, the roller coaster, which you personally loved the most.

Then he headed to sit down on a bench.

"I will get something to drink." you said and he just waved at you.

You grabbed two cans of soda but when you turned back, you saw an elderly man sitting next to him, you decided to just watch and not intervene. 

When the old man left with their grandchild, you handed your boyfriend the can of soda.

"I know a place you might like." you said and after your finished your drinks, you headed to the Souvenir shop.

Which was an absolute hit.

But then he noticed the capsules.

"Why are pandas imprisoned?!" you heard him mumble before he started to purchase all of the toys and continued to take pictures of them.

"Umm..."

"I must find the panda with the black tail!" he said and started to walk away, you grabbed two of the toys he bought and put them in your purse.

After that, you two went on more and more rides.

But then an employee showed you the way to the panda cars. And of course, it was an absolute hit with your boyfriend, he immediately got on one.

You took so many photos of him riding the panda.

The day ended probably way too quickly. But you did have a lot of fun.

And at the end of the day, he walked you back to your place.

"Oh wait." you said as he turned to leave. "Here, I saved a pair." you handed him one of the panda toys you put away earlier. "Now we have a couple, just like us." you said as you showed him yours. 

He looked at the toys and then handed you the one you gave him.

"If they are a couple, they deserve to be together at all times. Yours or mine would get said if they spend time apart." you nearly teared up at his cuteness.

"Thank you! I had a great time today!" you smiled at him as he nodded.

"Have a good night." he said and you headed into your apartment.

If you were honest, you were rather disappointed that he just left without a kiss.

But he was a weird guy, so you didn't expect anything less from him.

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A couple of days later, he came over to your place, well, you invited him over for dinner.

You cooked some of your favourite, which also happened to be his. So, you sat around your table with the TV playing in the background as you both enjoyed each other's company.

You quickly washed the dishes and you were now watching a panda documentary. 

"Can I ask?" you said as you turned to look at him across the table, "Why do you like pandas so much?"

"I find them cute."

"Ah. I see. And why do you like me?"

"I find you also very cute. And kind, and patient, and funny, and generous, and brave, and considerate, and helpful, and beautiful." you smiled at him.

"Thank you. I also like you very much." you both turned back to watch the TV. Not long after you felt a pair of arms hugging you as you were moved back against a warm body.

You felt your heart quicken up as you couldn't concentrate on the TV anymore. 

You couldn't believe he was holding you so close.

It took you a long time to get comfortable, but when you did, you leaned back fully against his body, with your head on his chest, you fell asleep.

You knew he was a weird guy, so you didn't expect anything less from him, however, he always found ways to show his appreciation and love. 

A/N: I would like to thank everyone for the support! I am having quite a hard time so I cannot post as much as I wish. I hope I can soon sort everything out and come back with many more writings to you!

Thank you all!

[yusume-the-writer]

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

(Hello! Sorry for the lack of fanfic and stuff•́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀ But I was busy with school and stuff and with requests and reading for possible fandons that I will accept, And because of that I decided to make a new MasterList and Rules, so enjoy (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠))

What series/manhwan/anime/manga do you write for?

-I write for:

Mashle;

Mr.Villian Day Off;

My School Life Pretending To Be a Worthless Person;

I'm Not That Kind Of Talent;

Mission Yozokura Family;

What types of scenarios do you write for?

-I write:

Any gender of the Reader, but if it is not specific, the reader will be gender neutral;

Oc x Canon and ship order;

Fluff;

Hurt/with confort;

Hurt/without confort;

Angst;

Crack(I'm not that good at this)

Parental relationship (ex:Parthene love, maternal love, brotherly love, found family);

Yandere;

But what don't you write?

-I don't write:

Smut;

Rape;

Abuse;

Pedophilia;

Incest;

In what ways do you accept orders?

-I accept requests via messages and anonymously, you can also request it to be anonymous or public, I will let you know when your order goes out

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

[dumbbitchenergy17]

Mimic Chapter 28

The League of Villians...a new contender appears, and pieces are joining the game.

Words- 2063

Reader x MHA (Platonic)

Warnings: Injury, angst, death and battles

The chill air as you stand in a warehouse is clearly abandoned but at the moment used as a meeting. You see your brother leaning against a wall with some of the League members while this new individual was brought inside by Twice. The mystery man is a thin man covered by a thick green jacket with a bright purple fur collar, with short auburn hair with golden eyes. He wears a dress shirt and pants combo underneath the jacket but the main accessories your eyes drew to were the white gloves covering his hands and the magenta plague mask with golden highlights. Was he some kind of germaphobe?

The bird-man scoffs looking at your brother, “Whopper? You being sarcastic, League of Villains?”

“What? This guy’s famous?” Magne says looking confused at the new guy,

“My master showed me his picture once,” Tenko says looking at him, “He’s Yakuza. The young head of the Shie Hassaikai.” So this guy was part of the Yakuza. What did he want involved with the League? You stood to the side and watched this all happen it seemed like no one noticed you not even your brother. You were so confused, you’ve never experienced something like this when you had a connection with Tenko. He always seemed to block you off from knowing where he was but this seemed all too real to just be some crazy dream. Did he want you to see this? Maybe warn the heroes.

“A gangster?! I’ve never met one before. He’s got an aura of danger about him!” Magne squeals and you see Himiko Toga sigh sitting against a pile of crates with Mr. Compress on top.

“What makes him so different from us?” She mumbles.

“My dear young Toga…let this old-timer explain it to you. Once upon a time, the underworld was controlled by several big, bad, scary organizations. As heroes came about, these groups were exposed and slowly dissipated. Then All Might brought an end to them altogether. The dregs that never got caught went on to serve as underlings for villains. Under constant surveillance, they live destitute lives. To put it bluntly, they’re like a protected species whose heyday has passed.” Mr. Compress explains as the Yakuza leader shrugs.

“Well…You’re not wrong about all.” He says

“So you were barely scraping by mafia boy? Why come to us now? Shouldn’t you be out celebrating All Might’s retirement?” Magne questions him and he puts his hands in his pockets.

“Nah…it’s not about All Might. All For One’s fall is a way bigger deal. The emperor of darkness who ruled over the entire underworld..the guy was like an urban legend to my generation. The old guard, though…they were always gossiping that he’d up and died. Then he showed up in the flesh and got locked up in Tartarus. So now…both the light and dark sides are leaderless. The question is Who’s gonna step up to lead?” He says while looking at your brother.

“If you’re saying this, knowing full well who my master is…Is this a challenge?!” He growls at him, “The next leader…is me. I’m gathering forces and expanding our operation day by day. And I’m gonna use that power to annihilate this society of heroes.”

“Got a plan?” The Yakuza leader says holding out and you watch Tenko grow more frustrated at this man.

“A plan? Didn’t you come here…to join our little gang?” He says.

“Having a goal without a plan just makes you a daydreamer, and daydreamers don’t make for a good sales pitch,” He points at the flaws in Tenko’s plan, “What happens once you’ve expanded? How’re you gonna use these people? What’s your management strategy for this organization? Starting with the Hero Killer, Stain..then the carnal murderer Muscular..and the Death Row inmate Moonfish..all were heavy hitters operating under you, but they got beaten and caught. Almost like you didn’t know how to use ‘em right? You can barely handle the ten or so wackos you’ve got already, and you wanna recruit more? No point in amassing power you can’t control.” He says while bringing his fist to rest in his hand, “You need a solid plan to make your goals a reality. And I’m the man with the plan. So no…I didn’t come here today hoping to work for you.”

It’s silent before Shigaraki speaks up, “Twice…I’d appreciate it if you could vet applicants before bringing them here.”

“The plan I’ve got requires a ton of cash, but no one out there’s crazy enough to fund some small-time yakuza throwback. But if you guys and the name you’ve made for yourselves were involved it’d be a different story. So join me. I’ll become the next leader…and put you to good use.” He says holding his hand out.

“Get Out.” Shigaraki’s voice is rough and stern and Magne stands up revealing the large magnet hidden beneath a cloth.

“Sorry, Mafia boy. But we didn’t come together to serve anyone.” Magne uses her quirk by having the Yakuza leader be the south pole to bring him towards the large magnet to attack, “The other day…I saw a friend of mine. She’s a shy one and kind of timid, but she’s still my friend even knowing who I am and what I do. ‘People bound together by the chains of society always laugh at those who aren’t,’ She told me. I’m here because I wanna live free!” She rears the magnet to strike him while yelling,

“WE GET TO DECIDE WHERE WE BELONG!!” You see his finger touch her skin before cracks travel across her body. A large explosion as her body explodes from the hips blood raining down onto him and the floor. All of your eyes widen watching him kill her so suddenly. What the hell is his quirk!? Her legs hit the floor as more blood pour around her while he stands up trying to rub the blood off himself.

“Your side made the first move.” “BIG SIS MAG?!”

“Ugh…filthy! I hate this part.” He says disgust in his tone and Compress hops off the crates rushing toward him.

“Compress wait!” Shigaraki yells out. You see a bullet whip past you hitting Compress in the shoulder as he just reaches out for him.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” Hives quickly spread over the Yakuza member as he swipes his arm to strike Compress and give him the same fate as Magne. Your arm swipes out instinctively, red and black rivets shoot from your fingers catching onto Compress’ vest and pulling back him back. The Yakuza hand hits Compress’ arm it exploding in a spray of blood some of it hits you in the face. Compress hits the ground crying out in pain grabbing where his missing limb was. Your eyes meet Tenko’s his eyes widened in shock and almost anger, having seen one of his master’s quirks save his members to see you there shock on your face as well. To everyone else, it had looked like Compress dodged out of the way but Tenko had seen you pull him out of the way from a fatal death.

Shigaraki rushes toward the Yakuza member his hand outstretched to decay him, “SHIELD!” Someone with a similar plague mask appears right in front as all five of Tenko’s fingers touch him and he crumbles leaving one blood behind.

“That was a close one Overhaul.” A voice calls out as the wall behind the man named Overhaul bursts open filling with a multitude of other masked Yakuza appears. You slide back away from Overhaul as does your brother. “We should’ve started this way. We might’ve understood each other sooner.”

“Wait, where’d they come from?! I swear I wasn’t tailed!” The eyes on Twice’s mask widen shocked that he was followed.

“Must’ve been one of their quirks,” Shigaraki reassures him as the stand-off between the Yakuza and the League is clear.

“Too slow.” Overhaul says to one that has a white cloak and a plague mask that covers his hold face.

“Missed with one shot there…but it was still plenty effective.” The masked man says and Overhaul grimaces rubbing the invisible dirt and specks of blood off him.

“I wanted this to go peacefully, League of Villains. No way we’re coming to any amicable decisions now. And, well..losing people on both sides isn’t exactly productive. One dead for each of us..better end it there. Let’s talk again once everyone’s cooled off. We owe you an arm.” He says.

“I’ll freakin’ kill you!” Twice yells at him holding the maimed Compress.

“Can I stab him Tomura? Can I?” Toga says bloodlust written on her face her knife ready for blood.

“No,” Shigaraki says his glare stuck on Overhaul and Twice looks over at him in shock,

“Someone’s gotta pay for this!!” He yells and Shigaraki shakes his head.

“Wise choice, face-palm guy.” A tiny masked man says pointing a finger at your brother. Overhaul walks towards where you stand by the door and you step back. You freeze when your feet catch on some rumble making a noise. Overhaul turns in your direction looking directly at you. His eyes pierce through you and you feel frozen under your gaze. He couldn’t see you right? Shigaraki watches his hands twitch seeing the man looking at his sister, fear written all over her face. He seemed to look straight through you as his eyes furrowed before he pulls out a card flicking it toward Shigaraki.

“I’m not saying to rush the decision, but better make it sooner rather than later. Think about it carefully…about your organization and everything else…when you’ve calmed down gimme a call.” And with that Overhaul and the rest of the Shie Hassiakai disappear into the night leaving the League to think. Shigaraki looks down at his feet to the card with just a number before his eyes meet yours again.

“Out.” His voice is cold as Twice helps Compress to his feet as the three of them quickly leave probably to go tend to his wound. The second they are gone Tenko charges at you his hand clutching your throat and pinning you to one of the steel supports.

“What are you doing here.” He hisses keeping one finger off you his grip sucking the air from you as you grab his wrist fire burning in his eyes. Your eyes are wide as you choke out words

“I didn’t ask…to be here.” You spit back at he glares at you,

“Liar! You’re here to tell those heroes what my plans are? You’re no better than those heroes, Master was right about you!” He accuses you and you feel the hurt of betrayal. Your hands push against his chest shoving him away from you and he stumbles back surprise by this sudden strength.

“You think I planned this! You should be thanking me for saving your damn League, you could have two members blood painting the floor instead of one.” You say walking towards him and he takes steps back,

“You want me to go telling the heroes what your plans are! Want me to be the hero and you be the villain? Huh?! Am I just like your damn Master!” You yell and he is surprised by the sudden anger and his eyes widen seeing the red sparks surrounding your fist. How far did you get with All For One? Was this what master told him to be careful with? The more you gain control of One For All and All For One, the more of an opponent you would be to either heroes or villains depending on what side you reside.

The two of you stare at each other siblings on different sides but long to be together. You step back and Tenko almost steps forward to not let you leave his grasp. “I hope this is the last time we meet Shigaraki.” Your voice is cold and he shivers as you turn to walk away.

“Tenko.” He says and you keep moving and frustration takes over as he starts after you, “You call me Tenko, that’s my name! Not Shigaraki only Tenko! Say it!” His voice gets harsher coming after you.

“SAY IT!” He yells his hand reaching to grab yours when it goes through yours and it’s empty once again. Alone once again, but this time you weren’t coming back.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🔥 Class 1-A Teaching Assistant ❄

BHNA Class 1-A x Female teaching assistant

What would it be like to be a teacher's assistant to class 1-A?

Warnings: nothing but pure fluff

A/N: nobody asked for these except for me 💅 I just think it's fun!

Oh you poor sweet soul

When you applied to be a teaching assistant at UA high, you didn't expect to get assigned to a class that literally is a magnet for trouble

Let's start off with your boss, Mr. Aizawa

Congrats YN you've inherited the entire class

Aizawa loves having an assistant teacher because it means more naps

Aizawa read your resume and has seen your skills, he choose you for a reason

Smart ✔ quirk abilities ✔ attractive ✔ ✔

Sometimes he will lay in the corner and simply pretend to sleep just to watch you

Not creepy at all

Most importantly Aizawa trusts you with his precious demons students

Iida helped you from day one

He is always the first to help you gather classwork and help vet the others attention

Loves praise

They all love praise, give them praise YN!

Midoriya is something else

Always asking questions about your quirk

First to notice if you changed your looks

Noticed way before Mina could even dream 💅

Bakugo respects you in Bakugo's way

By telling you he will blow you up

The only one of the class he doesn't call an "extra"

You tear up when he scuffs at you instead of blowing up

"He's grown up so fast" 🥺 we love character development!

Shoto respects you a lot

You show up on time, help the students in any way you can

You hate Endeavor

Kirishima and Denki are your body guards

They are literally the golden retrievers of the class

Anything you ask, they will do without a moments hesitation

They invite you over to their dorms for gossip and self care nights 😌

The girls of the class adore you

Mina thinks you have great taste in fashion

Urakaka and Tsu see you as a strong female influence

You once commented on Jirou's music tatses

Became besties instantly 💓

Queue Mineta

Scratch that, Yeet Mineta out the window because that's how you handle pervy grape boys

You've caught him one too many times peeping at his classmates and teachers

You may have locked him in a broom closet once or twice 🤐

Training is... a mess to put it lightly

Between Kirishima and Bakugo destroying everything

There is Denki short circuting and Deku breaking his arm for the 5th time

Sero has Mineta taped up in the corner for harassing the girls

Aizawa didn't even show up, he was too tired

Queue you running the entire training

Surprise surprise, Villains appear 😱

When the villians invade, you help protect the students

At least you try too 😬

Everyone is freaking out and chaos ensues

You literally dealing with a group of rampant toddlers

You sigh 😕

This is your life now YN, perk up and get to business 😤

Using your quirk you take out villain after villain

At the same time, you manage to stop Bakugo from blowing up the arena, Denki from cutting the power, Kirishima from breaking the foundation and Deku from break any bones

Everyone = shook 😳

They knew you could handle yourself but wow ✋🏻

Deku watches every move, Kirishima encourages you as the other students are just thankful you were there

Except for Bakugo who is off fighting his own battle 🙄

Aizawa finally shows up late and with coffee for the both of you

You politely decline the cup of coffee as you cradle a villain in a headlock

Aizawa is shook

Hand in marriage YN 💏 💍

Even the villains are impressed

You've got Shigiraki scratching his neck to the bone

Twice thinks you are amazing while Toga just wants a little taste of your blood

Never fear YN, All Might is here!

You had it completely handled 👏🏻

All Might just did the clean up work

You escape with minor injuries

Cue everyone freaking out

Aizawa is unconscious but their precious YN has a scratch on her face

Sheer panic

Mineta is ready to do CPR if needed

Queue Mina smacking him

You have to assure your sweet angels you will survive

As much as they drive you insane, you adore them all 🥰

Taglist: @axoxtxhxh

[skinnyducky]

cool (pt. 2 to blush) // v.h.

a/n omg i totally forgot i was supposed to finish this sksks! FYI, there are like 3 versions of this, but this is the one l felt good about so, here it is. also, this is the first time i’m writing in third-person. feel free to tell me if you like it or not or if you want me to write in it more often :)))))

vinnie hacker x fem!reader

link to part 1

Word Count:

WARNING: language, mentions of female orgasm (not too explicitly), quite funny, vinnie’s villian era, and y/n’s 13th reason

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It had been a few days since the incident, and while Y/n would’ve still been embarrassed, her mind was occupied with other things. She, Vinnie, Jett, and Jack was finally in Seattle and while she was ecstatic about being in her boyfriend’s hometown, that also meant she was going to meet his parents. Y/n was nothing but nervous, and she had every right to be. This was her boyfriend’s parents. She wanted them to like her because their opinion meant everything. If they didn’t like her…there might not be a future for her and Vinnie.

So here she was, figuring out how she was going to approach Vinnie’s parents as they rode to their house. “Okay, should I go for the chill surfer chick and be like ‘what’s up, peeps’ or should I play it safe and just smile and nod?” Y/n asked, fiddling with her fingers.

“I think you should just be yourself.” Vinnie replied, keeping his eyes on the road. Y/n shook her head and said, “Not an option.”

Jett chuckled from the back. “Why not?”

“Because it’s just not,” Y/n answered, turning around to face him. “If I walk in their acting like myself, I’m no better than Jack.”

“Hey!” The blond boy exclaimed. “What’s wrong with being me?”

“You really want me to answer that?” Y/n chuckled before fixing her attention back to her boyfriend. “I just want your parents to like me. This is such a big deal, and I don’t know what’d I do if they don’t.”

“And they will like you as long as you’re being yourself. You don’t have to put on an act to impress my parents. Just be yourself.” He reassured, rubbing the girl’s bare thigh. At that moment, thoughts of what had happened the previous week came flooding back into her head, fusing her nerves with a bit of humiliation. Gulping, she slid his hand off her thigh and looked up at him. He was smiling, but not just smiling. It was almost as if he wanted to laugh. It was a little weird, but Y/n decided to push it aside.

“I think I’m just gonna go with the ‘girl next door’ approach.”

After a good minute of the boys bickering about nonsense, the gang finally made it to the Hacker residence. Getting out of the car, they walked up to the front door. As Vinnie knocked on it, Y/n took the time to glance over her outfit. Turning to Vin, she asked, “Do I look like a baby prostitute?”

“What?” Vinnie laughed. “Where’d that come from.”

“Just answer the question.”

“No, you do not look like a baby prostitute.”

Y/n scoffed, dusting off her skirt. “Lies.” Before Vinnie could even respond, the door opened to reveal his mom standing on the other side of it. She squealed and tackled Vinnie into a hug. “Ah, I missed you!”

“Mom, we facetimed an hour ago.” He laughed, embracing the hug. As the two pulled apart, she quickly acknowledged Jett and Jack before turning to Y/n. “Is that who I think it is?” She said with a toothy grin on her face. The next thing Y/n knew, she was engulfed in a bone-crushing hug. It was so tight; she could barely breathe.

“H-Hi, Mrs. H-Hacker,” she wheezed. Realizing that she had Y/n in a death grip, Maria let go of the poor girl. “Nice to finally meet you.” Y/n said, reclaiming her breath.

“I know you did not just call me Mrs. Hacker.” Maria scoffed, slapping her on the shoulder. “I’m not that old. Please, just call me Maria.”

Y/n laughed, “Gotcha.”

“Now, c’mon on in. You guys are sitting out here like stray cats or something.” Maria led the four young adults into the house and to the open kitchen where Vinnie’s dad stood behind the island. The minute he and Vinnie locked eyes the two were wrapped in each other’s arms. “Hey, Vin!” The older man exclaimed, patting his son on the back. As he retreated from the embrace, he peered over at Y/n. “And you finally brought Y/n with you!”

“Nice to meet you. You can call me Nate.” He held out his hand which Y/n excitedly shook. “It’s about time, he’s brought you to Seattle. We were thinking he was embarrassed by us or something.”

“Agreed. I was so nervous coming here, but I think I’m okay now.”

“You had nothing to be nervous about,” Maria said, sitting on the couch. “Vinnie’s told us nothing but good things about you. How could we not love you?”

You giggled, “Thank you!”

“Of course.” Maria replied, “Now, make sure you tell us if Vinnie acts up or anything. We won’t hesitate to put him in check.”

“Mom!”

You laughed, clutching onto your stomach. “Will do.”

For the next few minutes, everyone in the room began talking with each other. Reggie came up and said his piece before retreating to whatever he was doing with Jett and Jack following behind him. That left Y/n and Vinnie with his parents. The two sat on the couch while the young couple stood behind the counter. At this point, Y/n was no longer nervous. She was better than ever. She was cool, and nothing could ruin her mood.

“So, Vinnie tells us you’re in school,” Maria said, crossing her legs. “He never forgets to tell us how smart you are every time he calls us.”

Y/n blushed and glanced at her boyfriend before returning her eyes to Maria. “Yeah, I’m a college student.”

“You know what you’re looking to study yet? Or are you undecided?” Nate asked.

“Hm, well—” Y/n stopped midsentence, feeling a familiar tingling sensation run through her body. It sent chills trickling up and down her spine. “I-I…um.” The girl could barely even speak, the feeling of pleasure leaving her too stunned to speak. What the hell is happening, she thought to herself. Could it be? She glanced down and there rubbing against the back of her knee was Vinnie’s leg.

Y/n looked at the boy with wide eyes. He didn’t look at her, too busy staring down at his empty hands. Y/n cleared her throat, before moving an inch away from him. “Sorry about that, I get weird twitches in my leg sometimes.” She apologized, looking back at Vinnie’s parents. “Anyways, I’m looking at a few STEM majors, a couple in the medical field, and some in— OH, GOD.”

Once again, that tingling sensation ran through her body. But this time, it was much more intense. So intense, Y/n couldn’t help but let out a moan. She shut her eyes, trying her best to keep her composure. But no amount of breathing could contain the amount of bliss she was receiving. It was then, the memory of the incident came flooding back to her again. It was as if it was happening all over again…but at a much worse time. Y/n glanced down once again and there bouncing up against the back of her knee was none other than Vinnie’s leg. It was at this moment, Y/n knew Vinnie wasn’t just doing this on accident.

“Y/n, are you alright?” Maria asked, a worried expression written on her face.

“I-I’m all good. This leg just tends to, um…have a mind of its own.” Y/n shot a thumbs up at the woman. “I should be fine— Holy hell!” Y/n nearly toppled over as she felt the all too familiar storm brewing within her.

Maria quickly stood up from her spot on the couch. “I’m gonna go find you something for that. I think I may have something that can help with those spasms. Nate, can you come help me look?”

“Why do I—”

“Nate.”

The man sighed before following his wife down into the hall, leaving Y/n and Vinnie alone. Once she found her ground, she glared at the grinning boy. “Why are you doing this?” Y/n growled, leaning against the counter.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Vinnie answered, a snicker following after.

“Don’t play stupid, Hacker. You know what the hell you’re doing.”

“And what is it that I’m doing?”

With her hands on her hip, Y/n sighed. “You know don’t you.”

Vinnie pursed lips and shrugged. “I seriously have no clue what you’re talking about, Y/n.”

“Okay, cut the shit.” Y/n said. “How long have you known?”

“Since it happened.”

“Jesus, Vinnie! You didn’t tell anyone did you?”

“Nope, I’d be ruthless if I did that.” He laughed. “But I can’t lie, it took everything in me not to tell Jett and Jack the minute you left. That shit was so funny.”

Y/n huffed, “Eat a dick, Vinnie.”

Just then, Vinnie’s parents returned, and Maria slid a cream over to Y/n. “I keep that around just in case Reggie ever has any muscle spasms or anything. It should help, or at least I hope so.” Y/n bid her thanks to the woman and reached for the cream. But before she could even grab it, a jolt of electricity she was well acquainted with ran through her body and she went tumbling onto the floor. At this point, Vinnie could no longer contain his laughter.

“Y/n!” Maria shrieked.

“I’m good…” The girl weakly called from the floor. “Just dandy.”