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minasattic · 9 months ago

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“it’s you, silly”

yoo jeongyeon x fem! reader; fluff

synopsis: Valentine’s day is just another day that reminds you of the fact you’re single, until your best friend introduces you to her cousin; aka the girl you’ve been crushing on. overall just a cute silly little fic

warnings: reader is lowkey dense, cursing, not proofread, rushed ending, i’m not a very good writer </3

a/n: my first fic! slowly healing the jeongyeon drought. ALSO HAPPY VALENTINES DAY !!!

wc: 2.1k

You’ve always hated Valentines Day. To you it was just time for happy couples to brag and remind you how you’ll be forever alone. However, this year was differe-

“Earth to Y/N!” A hand waved infront of your face. You push it away with a playful scoff. “Gosh, Sana! I was just zoning out…” “Okay, well i don’t care. I want to introduce you to someone!”

You tilt your head, confused. “Um.. okay? Who-“ You stop mid-scentence, mouth hanging in the air. Your best friend had her arm around none other than Yoo Jeongyeon, the girl you’ve been admiring for the past month.

“This is Jeongyeon, my cousin! Y/N, Jeongyeon. Jeongyeon, Y/N!” Sana exclaims cheerfully, gesturing to us.

You stare in silence, mouth still open. Why has Sana never told you that Jeongyeon is her cousin? I mean, it’s not like you told her about your little crush, but still! You catch Jeongyeon staring, and realize that you must look like an idiot right now.

“O-Oh!” You reach your hand out. “Hi, nice to meet you!” You breathe out, relieved you were able to atleast get that part out without stuttering. Jeongyeon looks down at your hand, then shakes it awkwardly. “Hi.” She says, looking back up.

You pull your hand away instantly, embarrassed. God, Y/N! You’re such a weirdo. It’s 2024 no one shakes hands anymore!

You look up to see Jeongyeon laughing, hand covering her face. “You’re blushing, Y/N.” You instantly blush more. Thankfully, Sana comes to your rescue. “She does that all the time, don’t worry about it Jeongyeon.” She says, moving to put her arm around your shoulder.

The bell rings, signaling the next class. “Ah, shit. I gotta go.” Jeongyeon says with a sigh. “Y/N, can i have your number?” She asks, holding out her phone towards you. You quickly grab it, saying “Sure!” You type it in, then hand the phone back to her. “Thanks! Talk to you later.” She says, winking then walking off to her class.

You stand there, blushing uncontrollably and rethinking all of your life choices up to that point, but Sana interrupts your thinking once again.

“Don’t mind her Y/N, she’s just a flirt-“ She turns towards you, only to find you as red as a tomato, looking like you’re fighting demons in your head.

“Oh you totally like her.” Sana says, smirking at you.

“No! No I don’t! Like you said, I just blush a lot!” You exclaim, trying to defend yourself.

“Mhm… whatever you say! You know, I can put in a good word for you~” She nudges your shoukder pkayfully. You groan and start to walk off, Sana following closely behind giggling.

You sat at your desk in your pajamas, eating popcorn and playing minecraft on your computer. While you mindlessly gather materials, your phone buzzes. You pick it up, a look of confusion forming on your face. “An unknown number..?” You open the text.

Unknown - 11:36

Hey, is this Y/N?

Y/N - 11:37

Yeah? but who is this?

Unknown - 11:37

damn, you already forgot me? i feel hurt! it’s me, jeongyeon.

You gasp. You quickly save her contact to your phone, then hold it with both hands while you try to think of a reply.

Jeongyeon - 11:41

Hello?

Y/N - 11:41

Sorry, I had to do something!

Jeongyeon - 11:41

Lmaoo, it’s okay. wyd rn?

Y/N - 11:42

playing minecraft!

Jeongyeon - 11:42

no way?? i LOVE minecraft.

fuck. should i ask if she wants to play…? woudk she think i’m weird??? my fingers ghost over the keyboard. whatever.

Y/N - 11:44

really? do you want to play with me then?

Jeongyeon - 11:44

fr? you’ll let me?? hell yeah!

Y/N - 11:44

okay, just call me when you’re ready!

you sit in your chair, staring off into space. minutes have passed since you asked her if you wanted to play, yet it still hasn’t hit you yet that she actually agreed.

“Oh my god. Oh my god.” You quickly stand up and stuff your face in your pillow as you scream. “IM GOING TO PLAY MINECRAFT WITH YOO FUCKING JEONGYEON. WHAT THE FUCK?”

The phone on your desk buzzes, so you stand up and rush to grab it. You quickly answer, but not before you make sure your camera is off.

“Hello?” You hear Jeongyeons voice from across the line.

“Hi.” You say, internally screaming. Her camera is on and you can’t help but admire how pretty she looks, even without makeup. “It’s not fair that I have my camera on and you don’t..” She whines, “Turn yours on, Y/N”

You hesitate, but then after quickly checking yourself in the mirror on your desk, you turn you camera on and give her a sheepish smile.

“You’re blushing again, Y/N. Cute.” You don’t respond. Instead you look towards your computer screen, blushing like a madman. “I’m making the world, join me.” “Okay, Y/N-nie” Your face heats up at the nickname while you try to focus on the game.

That night, the two of you talked for 5 hours, and you enjoyed every second of it.

“So, Y/N. Jeongyeon told me about your little minecraft date on friday~” Sana says teasingly.

You almost spit your drink out. “What? It wasn’t a date?- wait, did she call it a date??” You ask curiously, face beet red.

Sana laughs, “No, silly. But i bet you wish she did.” She winks, and you sink back into your chair sighing. “Speak of the devil,” Sana says, looking behind you, “Hi, Jeongyeon!”

Jeongyeon takes a seat next to you. “Hi Stupid, Hey Y/N!” You wave at her while Sana complains about the silly nickname.

Suddenly, Sana shuts up (which is a first) “So Jeongyeon… Valentine’s day is in 2 days, do you have any plans?” Sana inquires, sneaking a wink at you. You silently pray to god that she’ll stop, but Jeongyeon speaks up. “Yeah, I have something in mind. I met this girl recently and i think i’ll ask her.”

Your heart drops. Another girl? Who is it? Is it Mina? The girl Jeongyeon always hangs out with? Sana interrupts your train of thought. “Y/N? What about you?” She says, smirking.

“Huh? Oh… um? I don’t really know right now…” You say, averting your eyes from the two. Jeongyeon nudges your shoulder. “Better hurry, or all the good ones will be taken.” She shoots you wink. You’re the good one, and apparently you’re already taken.

The bell rings, once again ending your time with Jeongyeon. You all say your goodbyes and you watch as Jeongyeon walks the opposite direction of you and Sana. “Y/N, you should ask her to be your Valentine.”

You turn your head, staring at Sana with a “You can’t be serious” face. “You’re crazy. I’m never doing that! You heard her anyways, she said she has her eye on someone already.”

Sana smiles with a mischievous gleam in her eyes, but you don’t catch it. “Don’t be a scaredy cat, Y/N. The worst she can say is no!” You sit down in your seat, then turn to her, making gestures with your hands as you talk. “Exactly! The worst she can say is no! My whole life would ruined!”

Sana grabs your arms and gently pushes them down. “Here, how about this,” You calm down, listening intently, “I’ll help you. I’ll give her some hints, you know?.” You look down, contemplating whether or not it would work. “Okay… you do that. Fuck, i’ve got to make her a card.” You grab your bag, slinging it on your shoulder as you turn towards the door. “Y/N where are you going?” Sana exclaims. “I’m skipping! I need to get the stuff for her right now!” You say, running out of the class and making your way out of school.

You’re walking down the sidewalk, bags full of art supplies and candies in hand. you weren’t looking where you were going, too focused on trying to think of how you want to decorate her card, when all of a sudden you bump into someone. the bags fall onto the ground, the contents spilling out.

“Shit.. I’m sorry! I wasn’t looking where I was goi-“ The person starts laughing. “Gosh, Y/N. Were you always this clumsy?”

You r heart speeds up. Jeongyeon stands infront of you, laughing. “Whatever…” You say, blushing. You begin to pick up the art supplies off the floor. Jeongyeon bends down and picks up the heart stickers you bought.

“Oh? You decided to ask someone? Who?” She asks curiously. You blush, “I can’t say..” Jeongyeon nods then puts the stickers in the bag you’re holding. “She’s one lucky girls I bet she’ll love it.”

Your heart swells. If only you knew… You thought. You thank Jeongyeon before turning to leave. “Y/N, wait.” You turn around. “Can you meet me here, Wednesday, at 5?”

Valentine’s day. she wants to meet you on valentine’s day. I mean, you were already planning on asking her to meet, but her asking changes the whole thing. “Y-Yeah, sure.” “Okay, see you later, okay?” You nod, watching her walk off. You look around, making note of the tree that overlooks the sidewalk and the bench sat next to it.

Okay. Here. 5 o’clock.

Saying you’re nervous is an understatement. There isn’t words to explain how you feel right now, standing under the tree that Jeongyeon told you to meet at 2 days earlier.

You’d spent the last two days making her a handmade card, a paper bouquet with her favorite candies inside, and writing a letter confessing your feelings to ner. Sana has been non-stop hyping you up, and you’re grateful for that. But now, you’ve been waiting for what feels like hours under this tree, and all the encouragement she gave you has worn off.

Your palms are sweaty and you’re positive you’re pale. You’re contemplating just leaving, but you hear a voice call out to you.

“Y/N!” You turn, hiding the card behind your back. Jeongyeon walks up to you out of breath, hand behind her back. “I’m sorry i’m-“ she huffs, “I’m late, i had a last minute thing to attend to.”

“It’s okay” You reply, fidgeting with your jacket zipper with your free hand. “I asked you to come here because i wanted to tell you something.” She says. You speak up, “I actually have something to ask you, can I go first?” You ask, praying she says yes. You wanted to make your feelings known before she told you whatever she had to say. She nods.

You pull the card out infront of you, holding it out and bowing your head. Your eyes are closed, face towards the ground. “I know you’re planning on asking someone else to be your valentine already, but i had to ask. it’s totally okay if you reject me! ever since sana introduced us- no, before that, i’ve really liked you. i just wanted to shoot my shot and give it a try, you know? so will you be my valentine?”

You take a deep breath. there’s silence, then there’s laughter. You look up, confused. You’ve done it again Y/N. Embarrassed yourself infront of the girl you like. “I’m sorry… i’ll go-“ You turn to walk away but a hand on your shoulder turns you back around.

Jeongyeon brings the hand behind her back out to reveal a bouquet of tulips with a card stuffed inside. “Y/N, will you be my valentine?” Now you’re the silent one. What was happening? You begin to think out loud. “You’re asking me? What about the other girl you were talking about Monday? The one you were going to ask, isn’t it Mina-“

Your rambling is cut off with soft lips against yours. The kiss is short and sweet but it’s everything you’ve been wanting and more.

Jeongyeon pulls away, then looks into your eyes. “It’s you, silly. I wanted to ask you. I was talking about you that day. Not Mina. Besides, she’s with Chaeyoung. I like you.”

You’re speechless, and you’re sure your face is beet red. You try to formulate a response, but your brain isn’t working. So instead, you press your lips to hers again, pulling away with a smile. “I was so worried you were going to say no.” Jeongyeon laughs. “Y/N, i don’t know if anyone’s ever told you this, but you’re super dense. I’ve been hinting at it since we met. Even Sana has!”

You blush, the puzzle pieces connecting in your mind. You feel stupid for not realizing it before.“Whatever… Lets go?” Jeongyeon smiles down at you. “Yeah, let’s get dinner. Then, we should have a minecraft date!” The two of you laugh together, walking down the sidewalk with intertwined fingers.

Suddenly, Valentine’s day didn’t seem that bad anymore. Not when you had the girl of your dreams by your side.

#jeongyeon x reader #twice #twice imagines #jyp twice #twice jeongyeon #jeongyeon #jeongyeon x fem reader #yoo jeongyeon #valentines day #twice fanfic #twice smut

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unforgettwble-sumii · 2 years ago

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BLUFF ଓ ˖˚⊹

[ Wednesday x Fem!reader ] PART - 1

> The reader trying to hide her feelings from Wednesday, in fear of rejection. However, little does she know that her one and only true love reciprocates her feelings.

🔵 [ Swearing/cursing | talking cat (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ | I think I'll have to do parts, this was supposed to be a short oneshot but I got ahead of myself]

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[Monday, 5:30 a.m]

It was a typical morning in Nevermore. It was actually a beautiful sunny day today. Some of the light from the sun shined through your window.

The birds on the trees were chirping and you could hear some chattering noises from a few of the students outside your dorm.

Actually, probably all of the students were up by now.

Except you. You pulled an all nighter last night to study for an exam in miss Thornhill's class.

"ughhhh...shit. my head aches soooo baddd" You woke up groaning. You turned to the other side where your nightstand was.

"5:35 a.m!? Shoot, I'm gonna miss breakfast!!!" You said jumping off your bed and sprinted to the bathroom to get yourself ready.

To be honest, you really didn't want to get off of your comfortable bed, I mean who would want to??? It's literally still 5 am in the morning. But, you had an exam at 7:30 a.m and missing it would cause you to get an F on your report card.

And since you were classified as one of the top students, you wouldn't want that now would you?

You wore the typical black and blue uniform, You styled your hair in an easy but quick hairstyle and placed a white bow on it to add a bit of personality.

You looked over to your roommates bed, Yoko. "Of course she isn't here" you playfully rolled your eyes.

You got your school bag and waved goodbye to your black cat. "Bye Selvester. I'll be back later, don't get into too much trouble, okay kitty?"

You said waving to the adorable yet grumpy kitty that was sitting on an open area infront of your window.

"yeah yeah, now go run off kid. You'll be late." The black cat said with a meow in the end. The adorable thing yawned and continued his disturbed sleep.

"hehe" you giggled. And with that, you ran of to the quad to get breakfast. Or at least you hoped that there was still breakfast.

AT THE QUAD ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

[5:50 a.m]

When you arrived at the quad you saw some of the students had finished eating and was going over some lessons for Miss Thornhill's exam.

You quickly went over to the table where your friends were sitting.

"hey, guys!" You said with a closed eye smile.

"heyyyyy, Y/N!" Enid said with her usual smile.

"Y/N how was your sleep? Actually, I guess it was good since you over slept" Yoko said as she and the others laughed and giggled.

"heyyyy! It isn't funny" you said with a fake pout that turned into a laugh after.

"I gotta be fr with you guys but my sleep was really meh" you sighed.

"We can tell with the dark circles under your eyes." Wednesday said, she was right behind you.

"AHHH- WTF-!? oh, hello wen!" You said with a smile, and scratching the back of your neck. You really didn't mean to scream.

"Don't call me that unless you want me to tear your larynx off." She said with her usual deadpanned expression.

"oh right... hahahahah" you said with an awkward laugh. Your cheeks were lightly coated with pink blush.

"oh Y/N? Where's your food?" Enid asked concern lacing her voice.

"Oh, right. Uhm I kinda forgot but honestly I think that they already ran out and all they have is rancid cereal, yuck" you said cringing at the thought of it.

"I think I'll skip it today" a sheepish smile plastered on your face as you said that.

"No don't." Wednesday said handing you a tray of your favourite breakfast foods.

A blueberry waffle with syrup, white frosting sprinkled with blue and white sprinkles. And ofcourse, a medium sized cup of hot cocoa.

"....woahhhh!!! Wen, how did you know this was my favorite??" Your eyes twinkled in excitement.

"First of all, the nickname. And second, you eat it every morning. I figured since I knew how....chaotic and very annoying you get when you didn't get to eat in the morning, I got you breakfast." She said as her eyes focused on your face the whole time.

"thankyouuuu!!!" You said practically jumping up and down in excitement.

Wednesday quietly sighed and watched as you ate your breakfast.

CLASSROOM ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

[7:26 a.m]

"Hello everybody, today as you all know, we'll be having a very big exam. It'll contribute 70% of your grade in my class. So I hope you guys studied well." Miss Thornhill said with a smile as she placed the copies of the exam on her desk.

She handed out the exam papers and made it clear to use a pencil incase of any mistakes.

You were rummaging through your bag for your pencil pouch but to your dismay, you couldn't find it. You then remember where it was. It was on your desk.

'shit' you mentally cursed at yourself. How could you be so forgetful? At this point, you were practically sweating.

A certain someone beside you noticed your distress and slided you a pencil.

You noticed the pencil roll to your side of the desk and you picked it up. You were about to turn to your side in order to thank the person who gave you the pencil but, they beat you to it.

"You don't have to thank me. I just thought of giving it to you since you looked like an idiot about to cry."

"thankyouuu so much Addams!!!! I was about to cry myself shitless" you exclaimed about to hug her but then you realized that it would make her uncomfortable so you stopped yourself from doing so.

"Yes, I saw and didn't I just say not to- nevermind." She happened to notice that you didn't call her by the usual stupid nickname that you gave her. 'weird' she lightly frowned.

She rolled her eyes and noticed that you were about to move closer for a hug, but you stopped yourself. That made her lips curl up just a little, not too much for you to notice though.

She was glad that you remembered that she doesn't enjoy skin to skin contact. She felt like there were disgusting butterflies in her stomach.

She didn't understand why but, everytime she sees you she feels the same way everytime. Confused, happy and other disgusting emotions.

You made her feel things. Things that even she didn't know she was capable of feeling. You were her love, and she was yours. However, both of you failed to recognize each other's feelings.

"Alright everybody, it's already 7:30 a.m which means, exam time!!!" Miss Thornhill said throwing her hands up in the air to show how excited she was.

"I wish you guys well and I hope everybody passes with flying colors! You each have 1-2 hours to complete this exam since it's a little long. Oh and before I forget, no cheating or talking to your seatmates please." She said glancing over to a certain student, that caused them to giggle.

And with that everyone started to answer their exam, some of them already being stuck on the first question.

Before you started to answer your exam, you quickly looked at her, flashed her a smile and a "Break a leg, Addams." You said with a grin on your face.

"You too, L/N"

a/n:

Okay, this took longer than expected. I was just gonna do a small and short oneshot however, my brain had different plans. ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡

I promise to make Part - 2 as soon as I can : *

But for now, that's all. Thankyou so much for reading and I also appreciate the love and support on my previous oneshots!! (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

luv u all, xoxo!! ♡ - unforgettwble-sumii

©unforgettwble-sumii's work. Pls do not repost, steal modify, or translate.

#wednesday addams x fem!reader #wednesday addams x fem reader #wednesday x female reader #wednesday x fem!reader #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday imagines #wednesday addams x you #spotify #jenna ortega x reader

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dumdumsun · 4 years ago

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Forever and Never

A/N: Welcome back, luvs ❤️ Glad to have you back

Warnings: mentions of marijuana

Word Count: 2876

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Two: Gotta Have Soul

“What was school like for you?”

“Like, a regular school day?”

“Yeah, like a regular school day.”

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A normal day of school for me was like walking around in a glass bubble. This isn’t a metaphor for personal space, but rather the concept of fitting in. Clearly, I fit in at school, but not in the way I expected to. I could walk amongst my peers and smile in their faces, talk with them, but it’d be difficult to hear through the glass of my bubble. We could reach out to each other and hope for a connection, but our hands would forever be disconnected by the glass. But they seemed to be fine with it. They didn’t want to come into my bubble, they just wanted to admire me from the outside. And I supposed I was fine with that, as well. It wasn’t like I opened my bubble for anyone, even invited anyone inside. I let Dina in once and got paranoid. Paranoid that she’d take up the air, that she’d hate my bubble and what I’d have to offer within it. So, I did what I thought was best and kindly asked her to leave. Assured her that she could maybe come back another time, when I was ready. As the sweet and considerate person that she was, she had no problem with it.

Stan didn’t need to live in a glass bubble because he didn’t need to fit in. And I’ve never needed to open the bubble myself to allow him access. He was welcome anytime and entered as he pleased. He was the only person who understood me. I realize that we had more in common than I thought. No one understood our fashion senses, our tastes in music, the way we preferred to keep to ourselves. I could breathe around him and smile and laugh, I mean actually laugh. It was just a shame it all had to wait until after school. Stan and I lived in two different worlds at school. Sometimes I’d catch a ride with him if he left his house the same time I did mine. The second we would set foot on the school campus, we were strangers. It wasn’t that we were embarrassed of each other, I just think Stan was intimidated by the crowd I attracted. Hell, I was intimidated by the crowd I attracted. I’d much rather be walking down those halls with Stan, Dina, and Sydney (if she was comfortable with me). Luckily, I had classes with each of them.

I had nearly every class with Dina, save for honor choir and theatre classes. We found a way to sit near each other in every class we had and talked about everything and nothing for the entire hour. Half of my classes were with Stanley, and those hours were full of glancing at each other and playfully winking or blowing kisses. He’d pass me notes old-school style, but always avoided the route that would lead to either Ricky or Brad. We had a couple of run-ins that led to them teasing Stan before the note could even reach me. Study hall was one of the only times Stan and I would actually sit together and talk in school. Sometimes we’d study, sometimes we’d skip and go smoke outside. Nonetheless, we’d make the most out of our time together.

I only had two classes with Sydney and both included Dina, so there still wasn’t much going on between us at school. She wasn’t as active in gym class as we were, so it was a lot of her cheering us on when we played basketball or dodgeball. She was usually the person to hand me Stan’s notes in science, having to dodge Ricky and Brad’s grabbing hands so that I could quickly snatch it. Luckily, I only had two classes with Ricky and Brad, and they both included Dina and Stan. So, I was never trapped in an uncomfortable situation with Ricky before their eyes.

Science was the most chaotic class for me. Not only did I not care for the subject, but my seat was away from both Stan and Dina. I was nearly sandwiched between Ricky and Brad, which set me on edge most days. Despite this, I simply tried my best to focus on my school work. “And yes, during arousal, there is an increase in all sorts of things, including adrenaline and, of course, blood flow,” Mr File droned on as I wrote down notes in my notebook. Dina always said she thought it was cute how I used different colors for each day. Little did she know, once I started this system, I couldn’t stop it. This was to the point that I had to buy a set of pens for each class. I couldn’t use my green math pen for my Tuesday science class. “And the blood flow continues down and then gets trapped within the corpora cavernosa. The penis expands, and this is how the Homo sapien male is able to hold an erection. Yes?”

My attention was diverted to Bradley, who raised his hand. Once he was called on, he set his hand back down and straightened his posture. “From my experience, Mr File, the holding of an erection is far more successful in the hands of a Homo sapien female.” His inappropriate joke sent an eruption of laughter throughout the classroom. I rolled my eyes in irritation.

“Very funny, Mr Lewis.” Mr File deadpanned.

“Just talkin’ science.”

“Moving on.” As my teacher turned back to the chalkboard, Ricky and Brad reached over my head to high five each other. I scoffed and continued on with my notes. From the corner of my eye, I saw Ricky turn around to speak to Sydney.

“Ah. Oh, come on, fire crotch. Laugh. That was funny.”

“Don’t be a prick, Ricky,” I hissed, the boy’s head snapping over to me. “It wasn’t even that funny.”

Ricky tilted his head at me and gave a soft smile, his hand reaching over and clasping around my wrist. “Okay, babe, I’ll leave your friend alone-”

“And don’t call me babe.” I yanked my wrist from his grasp. He froze, shocked, his mouth opening and closing as if at a loss for words.

“Mr Berry, if you could take your eyes off of Ms (Y/L/N) for one second to listen to my lecture, that would be very much appreciated.” At the sound of Mr File’s voice, Ricky quickly turned forward and returned to his notes.

“I’ll definitely try my best, sir.” He smirked, Bradley chuckling and reaching over my head again to give his friend another high five. My eyes fell on Stanley, who was watching the interaction in annoyance. When his gaze met mine, he gave me a sympathetic look. I only held my fingers in the position of a gun up to my temple and pretended to fire it. He shook his head in amusement before turning his attention back to Mr File. Glancing over my shoulder, I watched as Sydney glanced between Dina and our teacher before her gaze settled on me. She gave me a small smile and mouthed a ‘thank you’. I winked at her and gave a thumbs up. That was the start of one of the very few friendly interactions we’d have throughout the week.

On my way home from school that day, I spotted Syd and ran to catch up with her. “Hey, Sydney.” I grinned, the girl jumping a bit when I appeared by her side.

“O-Oh. Um, hey, Zip.”

“You don’t have to call me that,” I chuckled. “You’re normal.”

She smiled and stared down at her feet. “Uh… Why are you walking with me?” I frowned at her question, but she raised her head quickly. “Like, no offense, but… you usually just… keep to yourself. Or you get a ride from Stanley.”

“I stayed after for theatre rehearsal,” I shrugged. “But we never talk. We’re neighbors, Syd. And we’re both friends with Dina. Isn’t it weird we never talk?”

“Yeah… Yeah, I guess it is.”

“I’m not saying we should hang out everyday and tell each other secrets, but… you know.”

“No, yeah, I get it. I mean, Dina likes you… So does everyone else, so you must be really cool to be around.”

“Well, that’s something you can find out for the both of us. Because I still don’t get it…” I turned my head forward, my voice trailing off. We continued our journey home in comfortable silence, every now and then striking up pebble throwing contests. Sydney had a really nice smile. It was a shame she didn’t use it much. When we reached my street, our walk didn’t last much longer. “Here’s my stop.” I announced, stepping away towards the mailbox to retrieve our mail. Sydney nodded with a smile.

“I’ll, uh… I’ll see you tomorrow-”

“Oh, hey, Syd!” Stan’s voice called out. We both turned our heads to see him getting up from his porch, making his way to the middle of the street to meet Syd. “And my lovely Zip.”

“Hey, beautiful.” I winked, pulling out a couple envelopes from the box. Stanley chuckled fondly at me before looking back to Syd, who was waiting expectantly.

“Oh, my leg fell asleep. One sec,” He then began shaking and stretching his leg, Sydney standing by awkwardly. The sight alone was enough to have me quietly laughing to myself. Stan let out a sigh once he was done and planted his foot back on the ground. “Can I walk with you?”

“Sure. Why not?” Syd shrugged. Stan smiled and turned forward with her.

“Cool.”

As they walked away, I noticed one of the envelopes was addressed to me. Maybe a bit too enthusiastically, I ripped it open. Inside was a lonely check. No note. Just like last time. And the time before that. Taking out the check, my eyes bulged at the number written down. Four hundred dollars?! Four hundred fucking dollars from Dad in two weeks! I tried to think of the upcoming dates. Was Aunt Pam’s birthday coming up? Uncle David’s? Jacob’s? No one’s. So… why did Dad send me twice as much this time? My head lifted to find Stanley happily dancing back up to his house, twirling and jumping with his bare feet. I laughed at the sight. As he descended the slope to his house, he motioned for me to follow. Setting the mail on the porch swing, I pocketed my check and hurried down to Stan’s.

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“What about this one?” I held up Elton John’s Goodbye Yellow Brick Road on vinyl. “I love me some Elton John.”

“Whatever you want, Nugget.” I heard him from the couch. Satisfied with my decision, I put the music on, nodding to the beat of Crocodile Rock as I joined Stanley on the couch. He had just taken out one of his pre-rolled joints from his case and was lighting it up.

“So…”

“So?”

“What’s up with you and Sydney Novak?” I cheekily grinned, my friend puffing on the smoke as he removed the joint from his mouth. “You wanted to… walk with her?”

“I wanted to hang out with her. We’ve never hung out before. I just thought she’d want more friends.”

“Uh-huh…” I raised a brow, taking the joint when it was offered to me. As I inhaled the smoke, Stan waved me off.

“Whatever. So… what’s been going on with you? It’s been about three weeks since you got back and you haven’t spoken a word about where you disappeared to.”

I quickly handed the joint back as I exhaled, the smoke clouding my vision. “Yeah, I don’t really wanna talk about that…”

“Oh.” Stan cleared his throat.

“Let’s just say it was… very depressing.”

“Well, what about your dad? How’s he been?”

“He’s good, I think. Working in Georgia still. Oh!” I lifted my hip a bit to retrieve the check from my back pocket. “Look at this fucking shit, Stan! My dad sends me a two hundred dollar check every two weeks. But look what I got this time.” Stan leaned over, squinting his eyes as if he weren’t seeing right.

“Four hundred?!”

“Four hundred!”

“Jesus, (Y/N), what does he do?!”

“In all honesty, Stan, I have no fucking idea. He doesn’t like talking about it.”

“Well, that’s not suspicious at all.” Stan mumbled, silencing himself by placing the joint between his lips. It didn’t take too long for our highs to kick in. When they did, we were draped over one another, lazily drawing shapes in the air. I reached over and tickled Stan’s foot, which was just beside my head. He quietly giggled and retracted his foot from me. I laughed loudly and dropped my arm.

“Stan?”

“Yeah?”

“This is where we peak, huh? This is, like, as good as it gets,” I watched as he lifted his head, attempting to make eye contact with me. “Like, we’re not gonna have shit going for us besides a lousy paycheck we slave for. And we’re gonna settle for someone who makes us all feel a little less lonely… or we just end up alone and blame everyone else for it. And then… In, like, ten years we’re gonna go to our high school reunion and then we’re gonna find out that… We all were pieces of shit at the age of seventeen and that’s as good as we got. It’s as good as we’ll ever get,” I pointed to him. “At least, that’s what you told me.”

“Nugget… you talk too much,” He flopped back onto the ground. “But yeah, you’re right. But, like… not you.”

“Not me?”

“No, you’re gonna… move away again. But for good. You’re gonna become the best… damn actress of our time and you’re gonna walk on red carpets and go on talk shows and go ‘Yeah, my best friend Stanley Barber was the best thing that’s ever happened to me’, and then-”

“That’s not how I talk!” I burst out laughing, which triggered his own laughter. We spent the next few moments rolling on the floor, trying to catch our breaths in the midst of our cackling. Even in my haze, I thought to myself, If this is where I peak, I’m the most successful of them all to peak with Stan. How could no one have wanted to hang out with him? He was the only thing that kept me sane most days with his carefree philosophy on life. There was never a dull moment with him. Never a single second of doubt in his ability to make me smile, to make me feel good about myself. And maybe it was selfish to depend on him that much, but I hadn’t even realized I’d been doing it.

When our highs almost completely wore off, I wished Stan a goodbye and headed back home. Entering the house, Jacob was just about to exit. “Oh, hey, Bug-” He stopped and sniffed. “You smell like weed.”

“You’ll live.” I smiled and walked inside. In the kitchen, Aunt Pam was making dinner while dancing to the music on the radio. Upon my arrival, she clapped and went to hug me.

“(Y/N), how was your-” She stepped back and sniffed. “Ugh, you smell like weed…”

“Sorry.”

“I honestly don’t care. But I wanted to tell you that you should call your dad. It’s been a couple of weeks with no call. Remember he said he’d check on you every other day?”

“I remember. I’ll call him right now.” Heading upstairs to my room, I pulled out my cell phone. I accessed my contacts before pressing on my dad’s, holding the phone up to my ear. When the call was answered, there was no greeting. Just faint breathing from the other end. “Uh… Dad-”

“Hey, sweetheart,” He rushed out, sounding out of breath. “What- What did you call for?”

“What did I… Dad, you said you’d call me three times a week. It’s been two weeks with no call.”

“You’re right, you’re right, doll.” He sighed. I frowned in disgust. He never called me ‘doll’. “How’s school going? Straight A’s?”

“Um… not really,” I mumbled as I entered my bedroom, setting my backpack on the ground before flopping on my bed, sighing contently. “A couple of B’s, but I’m trying. Uh, I got the check.”

“Yeah, yeah, your allowance.” He huffed.

“Uh-huh… but you gave me twice as much.”

“Yeah, for homecoming. Pam said it was next week.”

“Oh, yeah…,” I rolled onto my back. “Almost forgot.”

“Yeah, so just… buy yourself something pretty- Listen, sweetheart, I’ve gotta go, but I promise to call you in two days.”

“Okay, Dad. Love you-” I was cut off when he abruptly hung up the phone. Sighing, I let my arm flop down beside my head. If I had to be completely honest, that was normal behavior from my dad lately. Sure, I mentioned he wasn’t present in his mind, but this was different. He was clearly occupied. Very occupied. I brushed it off as him being hard at work, but…

Something told me there was more going on with my Dad. And it scared me.

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Taglist: @melinda-hargreeves @sapphicsyn @stqnley @lonely-kermit @give-the-boy-a-hug @moatsnow

#i am not okay with this #ianowt #stanley barber #stanley barber x reader #stan barber #wyatt oleff #wyatt oleff x reader #i am not okay with this x reader #ianowt fanfic #ianowt x reader #ianowt stanley barber #forever and never

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im so glad you had your first day!! how was it? did you get into a groove? make some work friends? i believe in you bestie 🥺💗

over the moon today. i took the jelly desert thingies (remember me telling you about the food runner who shared one w me?) n i told everyone if they want one to take some n i told the barman n he was like hmmm okay n then i said if he didn’t like lychee i had mango n he was like 😋😋 mango yum so i’m taking those tomorrow. me n two of the girls were giggling at his expense (he doesn’t know) bc he said to the girl ‘not to point out that i’m staring at your ass but you’ve got chocolate on your bum’ n i kept making sly comments for the rest of the evening. i carried some plates back to dishwash n i got some food up me on my boobies (🤢) n i went back to the girl n was like ‘okay girl tell me if there’s anything i haven’t got bc ben’ll point it out otherwise’ n we just laughed. i kept saying stuff like maybe you should just bend over n ask if there’s anything on your bum n she screeched 😂😭

my manager gave my friend a job. i was mildly annoyed bc out of all the new starters i genuinely think i was the only one who had a real interview. my friends mum dropped us off n i literally went to get changed n when i came back she was gone. she messaged me n said my manager just gave her the job. like thank goodness! but also sis what how comes?? she said she trusts me n my word so… also the area manager was there today n my manager isn’t supposed to be hiring anyone but the area manager asked her why she was hiring n asked if it was my friend n asked if she could work as good as me bc otherwise why was she hiring 😳 my supervisor told me this and said ‘don’t let her drag you down’ i was like 👍 yes bestie never!! like i love my friend but at the same time i do not want to be responsible for her every step of the way. in the nicest way possible, i did the first part, asking if my manager was hiring to help my friend out bc she hates her current job etc etc but the rest is down to her. like if she messes up, that’s on her. if it had been the other way around i wouldn’t expect anything different, you know? but i’ve always known when and where to draw the line. im good at standing my ground. speak to me like shit and it’ll come right back around, right?

one of the girls today said her table was quite rude/stand-offish to her n she was like ‘i really needed you there bc you would’ve put them in their place’ and i said afterwards ‘do you want me to have a word with them?’ deadly seriously n she panicked n was like no it’s okay!! unless they properly upset her it wasn’t to worry about. i can’t stand people who are rude unnecessarily to 1) cleaners 2) food servers (waiter/ess, dinner ladies, the likes) and 3) people who’s first language isn’t the one spoken widespread in the country they’re in (so if someone was rude to the lovely thai food runner bc there’s a language barrier i would actually fight them bc she’s literally the sweetest). i get so mad at people n now i feel weird. like i have all this energy inside me now waiting to be used bc i was not best pleased with the women who was rude to one of my girls >:( n now i just want to explode but i don’t have a reason? i need to release this energy soon. nobody has massively annoyed me recently though but i was ready to say something if they said anything to my girl.

goodness me!! also not the biggest fan of people who stay when we’re literally getting a delivery 😐 like, go home, fr. respectfully, leave the goddamn premises.

im so sorry i feel like ive mostly ranted today!! but yeah. my motherly instinct is kicking in… except ion have kids. noice. n e way!! ly bar 🥺🦋💗 ~ 🌻

aaah my first day was super weird. there was a lady ive never seen before bossing everyone around,,she had like the classic short haired tattooed smoking 40year old look and i was lowkey scared of her but apparently shes there only until tuesday ?? i think she is like,,the boss of the whole chain or something ?? idk. anyways my manager was nice, i was chipping clothes and then they like uhh forgot i was even there and they all went to leave so that was funny. the other coworkers there offered me a ride home but i declined bc my dad went to get me but that was cute <3 they seem nice but too old to be my work friends djsjks i am going again on monday so we'll see how that goes !!

DJSKSK THE BOY I WAS INTO DID THE SAME TO ME 😭😭 he was like "bar you have something on your butt" and i went "are you staring at my ass?" and he went all 👁👄👁 no.

I totally get why you were "mad" abt your friend getting that job so easily. I would feel like that too, like,,you worked hard to get that job and she just chimes in and gets it just like that ?? i felt like that when we were on our internship that I got for me and my friend (that wasnt even talking to me at that time bc she was annoyed by me lmao) and i was the one getting the hard work while she did nothing all day. like i had to write all the emails and do the paperwork so we could intern there in the first place and then she just chimes in and doesnt even do anything and just walks around the whole day and gets a good grade for nothing. djsjsk or maybe im just too dramatic. that might be the case too.

you are so protective i love that🥺you look like that kind of friend i'd trust with my whole life cjsjsk also i get why you feel like that bc i get that too😔 i even stood up for my classmate multiple times but now my whole class just hates me and i am the bad one so💔💔💔but im done talking abt it i had my fair share of mental breakdowns yesterday when the drama was happening (also the reason why im replying so late,,,sorry about that😔)

IM ALWAYS HERE WHEN U NEED TO RANT !!! I ranted in my reply too so sorry if im being annoying but you just gotta get it out some days. 😩 ily more hope u have a great day !! <3

#💌ask #🌻 anon

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Mouth Like A Sailor Part 1

Hey so I have no idea how to publish a fanfic on tumblr besides just putting it up like this so hopefully this goes well. I was posting on qoutev but it kept crashing my computer so tumblr it is.

Marlena Curtis May 1965 5 months before "I hope all of you will take this summer to exercise your minds... You wouldn't want to go into your senior year with a head full of nothing, would you?" Mr. Mays shouted at the class, he wasn't angry, just obnoxiously loud. I looked across the room at my brother's best friend, Steve, hoping to have someone to smile with or pass a note too, but he obviously was not interested and instead was tracing the hand of a short girl with bobbed hair. She was giggling as he made ugly monster claws out of her manicured fingers, it was kind of sweet honestly. I sighed and leaned back in my chair, looking around the room for anyone else that might be alright with me. Mr. Mays voice quieted as he saw no one really cared about his speech on polishing the young mind, he resulted to letting us free for the rest of the period. I rested my head on my arms and decided to spend the class just sleeping instead of awkwardly trying to make conversation with the dry, ginger soc next to me. She seemed like she wasn't very interested anyways. The bell rung two minutes in to my daydream, which couldn't have made me happier, I jumped out of my seat and yanked my bag with me out the door. Finally I could just do jack-shit and paint my nails instead of listening to the same monotone creeps lecture for hours and hours. I nearly ran down the hallway towards my friends, Sophie and Jean, they were talking fast and smiled big when they saw me running down to see them. "MARLI, tell your brother you're gonna be at my house tonight baking cookies or some sweet shit, Gene Vincent is gonna be at Sophie's cousin's bar tonight in Oklahoma City! Her cousin said we can all get in no sweat." Jean said, she was so excited her heavy eyeliner was creasing from smiling so wide.

"Holy shit, Sophie did your cousin really say we can go? How much money?" I asked with a small twinge in my stomach, the past few months have been pretty tough on my wallet, I really wanted all my money to go into my younger brother's secret college fund.

"None baby! That's a perk of having friends with connections, just pitch in two bucks or so for gas, my daddy is letting me take the Malibu, ain't that exciting?" Sophie cooed, she had this soft voice that could have sounded polite even if she was telling you where it seemed your head was stuck. She was rich too, man her family did well. But she was still my friend, because she didn't care if I lived in a hollowed out coat closet my brother set up for me, she didn't believe in the social class war going on.

"I'm in man! I'll tell Darry I'm going to have a sleepover with ya'll, he won't ask questions, he's too wrapped around the axel with Soda right now." I grinned at them and listened quietly to the rest of their chatter. They could get awful excited about something real fast, it was damn cute.

We walked out to Jean's boyfriends car, he was a doll, always chauffeuring her and her friends around Tulsa. Speaking of the devil, Tommy came sprinting down the concrete steps and bear-hugged tiny Jean, making her scream and laugh.

"Hello sweetheart, ready to be done with the bullshit for a whole 2 months?" he was another one of those guys that seems to really just shout instead of talk, he nodded to Sophie and I and smiled nicely, "ya'll hangin' or goin' home?"

"I can stay a little, we're supposed to be in the City by 9 and we gotta leave at 7 or so.." Sophie chirped

"Just straight home for me, thanks, I gotta make an appearance so Darry doesn't get suspicious" I knew full well that he would expect the worst if I never showed up at home. I jumped down from Tommy's pick- up and yelled to Jean I would be at her house at 630. I smoothed out my black corduroy skirt and re-tucked the ratty pink shirt I had owned since 9th grade. My sneakers crunched down the gravel covering the alley behind my house as I walked towards the backward, where I heard my brother and their friends. Not even the whole gang was there, but it was still loud as hell.

"Hey Marls how was the last day of school? I miss anything important?" laughed Two-bit, the rusty haired boy lay lazily on our back steps.

"Ha, it was fine, you didn't miss anything important. Just that Mark guy offered me a whole year supply of marijuana if I would flash the principal at the assembly this morning" I told him as I took a carton out of my bra and lit a smoke, I giggled a little when I saw him cock an eyebrow. The nimrod probably thought I went through with it.

"So ya did it right?" Demanded a bored looking Dallas Winston. He sat next to my twin Soda, who was laughing quietly to himself, he probably knew I was too much of a wimp to leave school one some crazy note like that.

"Nah," I took a long drag, "I could get that shit for free by just winking at some of the squares in this town... But anyways, where did Darry go? He working late or something?"

"No, he should be home in ten minutes or so, you gonna bail soon?" Soda asked

"Around 6ish I'm going over to Jean's, Sophie and I are gonna spend the night with her." I told him without much worry, I was used to making up white lies at this point, Soda would likely not even care that I was going into the big city tonight, maybe he'd even think it was tuff I was sneaking off to a high class bar with my socy friends.

"Ain't Jean that middle-class broad with the giant jugs?" Dally half-joked, it was almost a long running gag that we had, since he couldn't make a move on me, being three of the gangs' sister, he has always tried his best to get at my friends. I just rolled my eyes and took another drag of my cigarette, lettings the boys' conversation go this way and that and just listen. That's kinda been my go-to lately, when my mom and dad died three months ago I lost a lot of my talkative edge. Shit it's been three months already... I pushed my body lightly off of the side of the house and dragged myself inside. My room really was just a scraped out coat closet. I ain't gonna complain too bad about it though, Darry really did make it alright and it wasn't even too small of a closet to begin with. Hell, if we were able to fit my little mattress and even my record player I bought when I was 11, it can't have been that bad. My stomach was beginning to feel a little green, I had been smoking like a chimney since I got home, and my room ain't too breezy so that tobacco stench really liked to hang around.

"Marlena?" I heard my oldest brother knocking at my door, he opened it and immediately looked a little peeved, "Oh lordy! Did ya just set a whole carton of marbolos on fire? It's a goddamn wildfire in here, you keep smoking like this and I'm gonna have to start checking what you buy at the store now, ya dig?"

"Yeah, I know. Hey Darry?" I said, without the slightest intention of cutting down on my habit, "I'm gonna go to Jean's tonight, Sophie will be there too, that cool?" "That's fine" he said walking back to the kitchen. I followed him out and just followed suit, he got a glass of water, I got one too. We didn't even talk the whole time, he's kinda been quiet lately too. When our parents died in that accident everyone took on a different kind of burden, but sometimes I think Darry feels like he took the whole load, and maybe that's why he's so damn stressed. Coming home from the funeral with my brothers felt like I had just taken a few strangers from the graveyard and said "you'll do." Darry used to be that real fun, hilarious older brother. We used to go out all the time and just talk about everything. We would talk about how mom was a little too harsh sometimes on people and that it was pretty funny that dad would just push her buttons when she would get annoyed by the little things. My youngest brother, Ponyboy, well he just downright terrifies me the way their deaths changed him. He didn't use to be so dreamy all the time, he always had a big imagination, but this time it's different, he tried to follow mom and dad's souls up to heaven and got stuck somewhere between space and the East Side. Sodapop though, he seemed to take it the healthiest, he wasn't shy about bawling and howling like an idiot at the funeral. He had to express how he felt, so he did. But one thing that did change was the side of him people usually forgot about started to rear its ugly head just a little more every once in a while. Soda is charming and nice, but he's also reckless and clumsy and he won't look before he just starts running. I'm not trying to but my brothers in a bad light though, I certainly haven't been perfect since the accident either.

Jean's dad was in the army, and her mom was a nurse, so they got along pretty okay. She wasn't by any means rich, but she surely never had a shortage of cash by the end of the month. Her house was just a quick bus ride from my neighborhood, it was two stories, well kept, and all the bathrooms were pink. I knocked on the door and not even a second later it was the bermuda triangle of "can you answer that?" between her and her parents. It was her mom who came to the door, she was a real neat lady. Joan's mom was actually real tough, she had a hard life as a kid and she don't have the easiest job in the world.

"Hello Marls! Don't you look like a doll tonight?" She smiled up at me, I am pretty tall for a girl and I usually tower over most ladies I meet.

"Thank-you Mrs. Massey, it's just my school clothes, but I figured it would be alright for tonight, ha," I tried my best to sound like a nice girl, but she was just so damn down to earth I really don't think she'd judge me too harsh. She let me in and walked me all the way to Jean's room, asking about my brothers and if Pony was proud of himself that he came in 2nd at his last track meet. It was nice talking to a mom.

Jean popped up from the floor when I walked in, "You ready to leave soon? I just gotta find my lipstick and Sophie will be here soon, we're gonna get burgers at Dairy Queen on the way out of town, my mom gave me food money if any of us need." she spoke briskly and with a butt-load of excitement.

"Yeah I'm all set" I giggled quietly as she threw tubes of makeup to the floor trying to find her token lipstick. She got it and we tumbled down the stairs just as Sophie was pulling up to the house.

#the outsiders #Dallas Winston #curtis sister #Ponyboy Curtis #darrel #darrel curtis #Sodapop Curtis #two bit mathews #Steve Randle #cherry valance #S.E. Hinton #Johnny Cade

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ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes · 6 years ago

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Be My Baby Part 7

Summary: Charlotte goes by Charlie in the summer of 1963. Sebastian works at the resort her family is staying at. He teaches her how to dance.

Chapter Summary: Sebastian teaches Charlie a few ballroom dance moves.

Warnings: Swearing, smoking, I think that’s it

Chapter 7: Get Ready

(I’m in Greece atm and I may or may not have had too many glasses of alcohol the night before. So if there’s anything fucked with this chapter, let me know. I started it sober and ended drunk. woop)

I never met a girl who makes me feel the way that you do.

The next morning, I had to pinch myself to remember that the kiss with Sebastian was real. I glanced over and realized my sister was already out for the day. I jumped up quickly and got dressed. I actually took a moment to fix my unruly curls and grabbed my sister’s mascara to apply a few swipes.

I swung the cabin door open with a new sense of confidence. So much so, that I didn’t realize someone was standing by the cabin.

“In a rush to see someone?”

I nearly fell down the stairs when I heard Sebastian taunt me. I glared and carefully made my way down without falling. “You can’t scare me like that.”

He chuckled and glanced around. When he deemed the coast to be clear, he wrapped an arm around my waist so he could kiss me.

Instantly, I could taste nicotine on his lips. It was sour but oddly intoxicating. I wondered if it was because he was the one kissing me. “I thought I told you, smoking’s bad for you,” I said when we pulled away.

He winced. “Habits are hard to break.” He tugged me to his side as we started to walk up the path.

“I mean do you even know what’s in them?”

“Nope, I’d rather not know.”

I frowned. “Ignorance is not bliss.”

He smiled and shook his head. “Depends on the situation.”

The rest of the day, I spent some time with my family but kept my eye on the clock. I wanted to make sure I was around for Sebastian’s breaks. Every so often he’d walk by and send a wink my way. I blush and try to keep listening to my sister.

“Chris said we could do something together on his day off,” Laurie said as she whacked the birdie back over to my side of the badminton net.

I groaned as I tried to reach it in time. I nearly fell on my face trying to extend my racquet out. But the birdie fell flat and I had to pick it up and serve again. “What are you going to do?” I asked. I didn’t mind talking to Laurie about Chris. Now that I could see her point of view of being head over heels, her delusions sort of made sense. I only wished I could talk to her about my relationship and get some advice.

“Maybe he’ll kiss me.” Laurie squealed as she hit the birdie back over. “Do you think he’ll kiss me?”

I almost stumbled over my feet trying to return the lob. I cursed under my breath when I came up short again. “I don’t know, Laurs, maybe.” I shrugged and served. “He seems to really like you.”

She smiled. “You know, Charlie, you’re in a much better mood today.”

“I guess I’m just starting to like it here.” I let a smile play on my lips as I thought of Sebastian.

“Hi, dad, hi, mom.” Laurie waved to my parents as they walked by with their golf bags.

“Look at you two getting along.” My father remarked. "I think this vacation was one of the best ideas for this family." He said proudly. "My two girls are actually being friendly.

“Dad, do you have the time?” I asked.

“Sure, Charlie-Bear.” He pushed his sleeve up to glance at his watch. “It’s almost noon.”

“Okay, thanks. Laurie, I’ve gotta go, I’ll be back.” I promised and dropped my racquet.

“What?” Laurie pouted. “But I was winning!”

“We’ll pick up where we left off,” I said and started to make my way back to the hotel.

I walked behind the main building and Sebastian fell into step with me. “You’re not very good at badminton either.”

I rolled my eyes and nudged him. “I’m good at dancing.” I reminded him, which he chuckled and nodded. “Do you have your lunch break now?” I asked.

“Yep, half an hour.” He wrapped an arm around me. “C’mon,” He led me up a set of stairs to a smaller building.

“What’s in here?” I asked as he peeked in the window.

“Dance studio. Scarlett gives private lessons here.” He answered. “It’s empty now.” He checked the door and it was unlocked. “Alright, I want to teach you some ballroom dancing.”

“Really?” I looked surprised.

“Sure, it might be fun.” He turned the lights on and found a stereo in the corner.

“Where did you learn to dance?”

“Scarlett will teach me a step every so often just for the fun of it.”

“Okay then, what’s my first lesson?” I shifted my weight back and forth between my feet.

Sebastian turned on some music that sounded a lot like the type he played at dinners. He walked over to me. “Stand up straight.” He put his hands on my shoulders. “Stand with confidence.” Then he tilted my chin up. “Eyes always on me.”

“How will I know where I’m stepping?” I was a little skeptical.

“Trust that I’ll lead you.” He smiled. “Okay, so when I step back, you step forward. But don’t go until two.”

“What?” I was beyond confused.

“Just try, ready? One…”

Purely on instinct, and still confused, I lurched forward and stepped on Sebastian’s foot.

“Two…” He winched. “Never step on one.”

“Sorry. Are you okay?” I asked, feeling terrible.

“I’m fine.” He shook it off. “Let’s go again.”

It took a few times but we found our rhythm, even if it was a little choppier than usual.

“Eyes up.”

“Arms firm.”

“Keep your shoulders back.”

I kept tripping up as I tried to listen to every little thin Sebastian told me. After two songs, I stopped and huffed out of frustration. “You’re too tough.” I protested.

He shook his head. “You should see Scarlett. She’s strict. She was a ballerina in Russia when she was sixteen.”

“Oh, wow…what happened?”

“She escaped just like me. Communism was getting worse but there didn’t seem to be an end to it. Now she teaches dance here.” He shrugged. "People are afraid to hire immigrants from the USSR. They're worried they're spies for communism." He rolled his eyes. "The level of fear in this world is unbelievable sometimes."

“Well, I’m glad you came here,” I said quietly. “I wish you didn’t have to go through that but I’m glad I met you.”

Sebastian smiled at me. “Alright, enough with this boring stuff. Let’s let loose.” He went back to the stereo and switched tapes.

“Will you teach me more fancy moves?” I asked.

“What do you want to learn?” He wrapped his arms around my waist as the music changed again.

“What do you call it when the woman jumps and the guy catches her?” I rested my hands on the nape of his neck and swayed with him to the new song.

“A lift?”

“Sure.”

“Oh, I dunno. I’ve never done that. I think Scarlett has though. Maybe you can ask her.”

“But I want to do it with you.”

“You’re hard to say no to.” He chuckled and spun me around. But he didn’t bring me full circle. He stopped me with his hands on my hips so I was facing away from him. I could see us in the mirror and for a moment I couldn’t believe it was me.

Sebastian ran a hand up my arm and lifted it so I reached back. My fingers found his hair and I lightly brushed up against his temple. He grazed his fingertips back down my arm and I squirmed a little. I giggled as his touch tickled me. He laughed softly and I could see him smiling in the mirror. He tilted his head and exhaled softly over my neck.

Goosebumps covered my arms as we started to sway again. He focused a little more on my neck, though, as he kissed and lightly nibbled at my pulse point. I bit back a small moan and leaned against his chest, feeling his hips against mine.

We were only lost for a moment before we heard someone open the door to the studio. Sebastian and I quickly put a reasonable distance between us.

In walked a young man in business casual clothing. “Sebastian, what are you doing in here?” He gave him a stern look.

For a moment, Sebastian seemed to freeze up. So I quickly jumped in. I had been getting better at lying it seemed. “He was helping me look for my hair barrette.”

“Oh…” The man seemed to buy it purely on the fact that I was a guest. “My apologies. Did you find it yet?”

“No, I must’ve lost it somewhere else. Thank you,” I turned to Sebastian, “for helping me though.”

He cleared his throat. “Of course, miss.”

“Sebastian, where’s Scarlett?” The man asked as we began to leave the studio. “She has a lesson here and she knows she must always arrive five minutes beforehand.” He checked the expensive watch on his wrist.

“I don’t know, Michael.”

“Why don’t you go track her down then?” He replied impatiently.

Sebastian sighed and nodded down the path. “She’s right there.”

Michael turned. “Ah, Scarlett, so nice of you to join us.”

Scarlett’s face went sour when she saw the dark-haired man. “Alright, Michael, don’t get your panties in a bunch.” She hoisted a duffle bag further up her shoulder and walked past him.

“Watch your tone.”

She rolled her eyes and stomped up the stairs past Sebastian and me. “I was two minutes late.”

“You should always be on time.”

“You know what, Michael,” She spun around to glare at him. “You’re not my boss. You don’t own this place yet.” She snapped.

Michael squared off against her. “And when I do, I know the first person who’s going to be fired.”

She narrowed her eyes. “I’m sure your dad would love to hear that you fired the resort’s best dance instructor.”

“It won’t matter what he thinks.”

“I have class, Mikey, run along.” She hissed. “No one’s afraid of you.”

Michael’s jaw tightened but it seemed like he didn’t want to make more of a scene in front of a guest. “Charlie, would you like me to escort you back to the hotel?” His voice was still tense.

“Oh, uh…no thank you. I was going to ask Scarlett for a lesson.” I said, a little shaken by the encounter.

“Very well. She will for as long as she still works here.” He replied sharply and turned to leave.

“Asshole,” Scarlett muttered and walked into the studio with us following her.

“Who was that?”

“Michael, Robert’s eldest son,” Sebastian answered and leaned against the doorframe.

“He must be back from another booze-filled romp around Europe,” Scarlett grumbled as she walked around the studio, preparing for her class. “No wonder it was so calm here. Now we get to listen to why women deserve to be barefoot and pregnant and why segregation is a good thing.” She spat. “He’s disgusting.”

“At least Robert treats us like humans, Michael only respects rich white men like him,” Sebastian grumbled.

I wrinkled my nose in distaste. “And he’ll own the resort?”

“One day…I guess.”

“Not if I have anything to do with it. He’s only picking on me because he tried hooking up with me and I told him no.” She made a face. “Even I liked men I still wouldn’t touch him.” She sighed and looked around with her hands on her hips. That’s when she noticed the stereo was still playing music, something Michael hadn’t realized.

“What were you two doing in here?”

Sebastian and I both blurted out different answers.

“Looking for her barrette.”

“Dancing.”

We looked at each other in disbelief.

“I thought you said we could trust her!”

“She has a big mouth!”

Scarlett just laughed and brushed us off. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. Just as long as you two weren’t fucking in my studio.”

“Scarlett!”

“Oh, my God…no we weren’t!”

She cracked up even more at our reactions. “I’m just kidding, geez, you two are so cute.”

Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Charlotte wants to learn how to do a lift.” He changed the subject quickly. “Would you teach us?”

“Really?” She looked impressed. “Ambitious, but okay. I’ll teach you, sure.”

“Awesome.” I brightened up. “So do we just have to book studio time or…”

“Oh no, we’ll have to start next Saturday when we all go to the lake.”

“The lake? Why?”

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asktemmie-frisk · 7 years ago

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Progress Report (ゴッドモードアーク(Goddomodoaku)) (God-mode Arc)

After they got inside the house, they went to the living room. Frisk, Chara and Asriel took a seat on the sofa, while Alphys stood up. Before she could say anything, Toriel walked through the door with her paperwork. "Greetings, my children." She said. "I hope you-oh! Greetings, Alphys. I did not expect you to be here. Is there something that I can help you with?" "No, I'm fine." Replied Alphys. "Very well. Should anyone need my services, I shall be upstairs grading papers." Toriel walked upstairs to her room. When she was out of sight, Alphys spoke up. Well, more like shouted. "Okay. Now that we're here..." Alphys started before violently grabbing Asriel and holding him to her face. He got scared. "EX-FUCKING-SCUSE ME?! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU CALL ME OUT LIKE THAT?!" She was furious. "Whoa, Alphys!" Asriel started, trying to defend himself verbally. He certainly wasn't expecting her to get so mad so fast. "Look, I'm sorry I called you out like that in class. I know y-" "First, you scare the shit out of me, then you try to destroy everything, now you put me so far on the spot, I have to tell everyone what I did?! WHAT KIND OF PERSON ARE YOU?!" "That's what I said!" Added an angry Frisk. "Stay out of this!" Frisk growled at Alphys in an almost animal-like manner. Chara got curious at what Frisk just did, but thought it would be best to not say anything, as Alphys glared in disgust, anger, and adjacent curiousity. "Anyway, why the fuck did you call me out in class, Asriel?" "Easy." Asriel started retaliating in anger with black sclera and markings on his face to match. "You're the goddamn reason I became this way! You turned me into a fucking flower! And then you decided that wasn't good enough for you, so you permanently ruin other monsters' lives, ON PURPOSE, all because YOU didn't have the balls to tell dad the fucking truth the first time! If anything, ALL I DID WAS TELL YOU WHAT YOU NEED TO HEAR! Now stop fucking with me, 'doctor'! I don't want to hear it from you!" Alphys got so angry, she sent a surge of lightning through Asriel, who shrieked in agony. He screamed loud enough for Asgore and Toriel to hear him. Both of them came running to their son to protect him. Asgore kicked open the door. "All right. WHO'S HURTING MY SON?!" Asgore roared. Toriel stormed downstairs with the safety on her hands turned off. "WHY DID I HEAR MY SON SCREAM?! SHOW YOURSELF!" She bellowed in rage. They both saw Asriel recoiling from the electrocution Alphys unleashed unto him, and Asgore and Toriel charged toward Alphys to protect their son. Toriel was ready to turn her to cinders, but Chara stood in the way. "Chara, move. Now." Toriel said with a near-murderous look in her eyes. "With all due respect, mother, you are NOT killing anyone. Not today." Chara responded back with her creepy face. "How dare you disobey your mother like that, young lady? Step out of the way, NOW!" Asgore commanded with a glow in his eyes. Frisk joined Chara. "Look. I enjoyed watching Alphys zap your son and all, but that doesn't mean she had that right. All you two are doing is making it worse. Douse the flames, and put away the trident, or Chara and I are gonna make you." Asgore let his rage take over as he attacked Frisk. Frisk forcibly yanked Asgore's trident from him, and threw it into the wall. Toriel launched fireballs at Alphys, all of which missed as Chara jerked her arm upward just enough to make her mother miss the mark. "That's it! You both need some discipline!" Asgore and Toriel yelled at Frisk and Chara. Before they lay a finger on them both, Frisk and Chara subdued them by grabbing both of their wrists, and forcing them onto the wall. The fireballs that Toriel threw splashed on the wall where the trident was. Unfortunately, it started to burn. Asriel, recovered somewhat from the tazing, grabbed something to extinguish his mother's flames. It was successful, but he was still in pain. He went to sit on the couch, still stinging visibly from Alphys' assault. "Now, you listen to me." Frisk started. "I'm not saying Asriel had it coming, no matter how true that statement would be, but Alphys needed to get it out." "That does NOT mean she had to attack him!" Said both of the still enraged boss monsters. Toriel tried to force her restraint to release her, but Chara was having none of it. "Frisk, mom and dad-STOP IT, MOM-mom and dad have a point." Said Chara, ready to help defuse the situation. "Alphys could have simply talked it out. However, Asriel was the one who reminded her of what she did. Also, he told her she didn't have the courage to tell dad what she really did the first time, and she made others suffer alongside her for her wrongdoings." "Chara, you don't get to talk to your mother and I like that! You know damn well that-" "NEED I REMIND EVERYBODY THAT WE ARE ALL AT FAULT FOR WHAT HAPPENED?! ESPECIALLY US DREEMURRS?!" Chara stopped holding back. "Do not raise your voice to us!" Said Toriel. "SHUT UP AND LISTEN, MOM! No one is innocent here, especially not us! So everybody calm the fuck down, and stop throwing your magic where it doesn't belong! We aren't gonna save our skins if we start trying to burn each other's off, so we all need to cool our goddamn jets for a moment and actually talk to each other, okay?!" After hearing Chara out, despite the fact that they were ready to spill more blood than a hospital, both of the boss monsters took their adopted daughter's advice, took some deep breaths, and took a seat in the living room. The room was silent, coupled with rising tension and thinning tempers. Toriel looked at Alphys with a murderous sneer. Asgore looked at Frisk with both eyes glowing, one orange, one cyan. Frisk growled like a dog again while bearing his teeth. His hair appeared to flare up a little. Asgore's attempt at intimidation failed, and he looked away from Frisk in fear and disgust. Toriel and Asriel noticed the king yielding to Frisk's will. "Asgore? What did you just see?" Asked Toriel. "I saw Frisk's hair flare up a little. Not a lot, but just barely enough to notice." Replied the king. "My hair flared up?" Frisk responded, overhearing him. "You didn't feel anything? That's strange. I could have sworn that I have seen your hair stand on its own a little bit." "What? How?" "I do not know. But I felt something else just now, when you growled at me. A feeling I've never felt before." "Do you know what it is, dad?" Asked Chara. "No. I have just...never felt such a thing in my entire life." "Can you describe how it felt?" "I cannot. It is...indescribable." Asgore went silent again, trying to figure out exactly what it was. Why did Frisk feel weird to me, he pondered. Is Frisk more powerful then we initially gave him credit for? "Frisk. When you and Chara held back Toriel and I, how did you both do it? You would have to be very strong in order to hold us back, even if you were only dealing with one of us." Chara's curiousity got piqued again as she wondered that herself. Dad's right, she thought. I shouldn't have been able to hold back mom if that were the case. Chara found her words. "Maybe we're both somehow stronger than we let on. We just don't know why or how." This was a question no one knew how to answer properly. The room was silent thinking of ways to answer it, but there was nothing to say. It stayed silent, completely forgetting what happened before Toriel tried to burn Alphys alive. After a few minutes, Alphys' phone rang, and everyone jumped up in surprise. Alphys then nervously picked up. "Hello?" She wavered. "Alphys! Babe! Where are you? I gotta tell you something! It's about Frisk!" Undyne said on the other side of the line. Alphys' eyes opened wide, and she started sweating. "Umm, I'm at Fr-Frisk's house. Come on over." "You got it, lambchop." Undyne only took 9 seconds to get inside, and she already felt something wrong. The room felt...off. Like something was out of place. "What happened in here?" Asgore and Toriel didn't respond. "We kinda just had a heated argument, and you came at a lull in the whole kasaba." Chara took the reigns of the awkwardness floating in the air. "Oh. Well, I guess that explains why you're all acting like that. Anyway, Alphys, I gotta tell you something, babe." Alphys snapped out of her inquisitive trance. "Hmm? Oh, what is it? You said something about Frisk?" "Yeah. When Sans and I were teaching in gym today, Frisk threw a dodgeball at me so hard, he knocked me down to the ground! And I was like 'HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT', and he was-" "Wait a minute. Frisk threw a dodgeball at you, and knocked you down?" "Yep!" "Frisk, how did you do that?" "I. Don't. Know." Frisk enunciated in frustration. "Even if you don't know, maybe Chara does? She held back her own mother, and considering what type of monster Toriel is, it would be completely impossible for a normal human to hold her back very well. You and Chara, however, held Asgore and Toriel back almost effortlessly." "Alphys, I don't know either. Maybe mom and dad let us hold them back?" Said Chara. "Now, come on. What did you really want to talk to us about before you sent a lightning bolt through my brother?" "Oh yeah, that. Well, it's about Gaster." Everyone became all ears for a moment. "Gaster? Did he find out anything? And what about the blueprints for a portable DT extractor?" "Well, he showed me a rough draft. Here's what I remember from what it should look like."

Everyone gazed in amazement. "Wow. It looks like a weapon and a storage unit." "Yeah. Gaster said that was the point. He even told me to make spare canisters just in case it requires more storage space." "Why would it need spare containers?" Asked Frisk. "Magic and determination, when concentrated heavily enough, takes different forms. Magic's normal concentration only takes the form of the way its used, which is determined by its user. However, if it's concentrated enough, it takes the form of water, which in turn will increase its mass. When concentrated even further than that, it will take the form of a solid, like rock or food. Determination is the exact same way. However, magic is normally able to change colors; determination is only seen as red, or black with a reddish hue." "So determination looks like blood?" "Well, yeah, if you wanna cross that line!" "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend! I just...thought determination would look like blood. You know, blood that humans have in their bodies." Frisk's reaction made everyone short-circuit for a split second of how dumb Frisk acted. Undyne tried to say something, but she couldn't think of anything. Even Asriel had no words to describe to Frisk how stupid he sounded just now. Finally, Chara spoke for everyone. "Yeah. Determination looks almost exactly as if it were blood. However, I'm certain it has a certain glow to it as well." She said. "Yes. It does have a reddish aura to it." Alphys replied, snapping out of it. "Still, I'm curious as to how it'll look if we mix it with magic. Will it augment the magic, or will they repel each other?" "There's only one way to find out. I'm hoping we don't have to." Suddenly, a knock on the door got everyone's attention. "Come in!" Said Toriel. It was Sans and Papyrus. "Oh, hey, bros! What's up?" Said Frisk happily. Sans didn't bother hiding his annoyance with Frisk. "Whoa. Who threw out your ketchup, Sans?" "Nobody." Sans replied with empty eyesockets. "I just need to ask you how you managed to run so fast, and how you managed to knock Undyne down in gym today." Frisk tilted himself away from Sans slightly. "Sans, I already said I don't know how I did it. I really do have no idea how I was able to do it." "Well, brother, if that really is what you believe to be the truth..." Started Papyrus. "Then we may be getting closer to finding out." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Ok, dad. You can tell everyone now." Everyone jumped up in surprise. Sans and Papyrus stepped out of the way to let their father, W. D. Gaster, into the house. "Gaster, is that you?" Asked Asgore. "Salutations, your majesty." The former royal scientist replied. "I have returned, and I bring vital information to you all." He bowed to the royal family in respect. "It is...troubling. Inhumane, even. However, it is the truth, and it must be told now. I have found out Talrok's method to his madness." The skeletons all stepped further inside the house. Everyone braced themselves for what Gaster had to say. "Now then, Alphys, do you remember the amalgamates?" "More than anything." Alphys shamefully replied. "Well, Talrok has captured them. All of them. And he's making more using your example." "What?!" "It appears he stumbled upon the laboratory we abandoned when we left the mountain. But I can't be certain, for it is simply an assumption. I don't truly know, but I do know he has also been kidnapping some monsters and humans. Experimenting on them. He seems to be siphoning the humans' determination from their bodies and souls, and injecting it directly into the monsters. The humans don't die, but they are malnourished. Afterwards, the amalgamates take over the humans' minds and bodies, warping them and molding them into the perfect slave to him." Everyone felt a chill in their bodies, one that felt like imminent death. "And if that doesn't confirm how horrible it is, the magic of the monsters and the humans' determination force the two souls to merge into one, alongside causing the humans' souls to mutate into monster souls, which in turn transforms the humans into monsters with an unusually high amount of magic and determination. It's an abominable mix of man and monster." No one felt good about this. Asriel was so horrified, he vomited and fell to the floor. Frisk and Chara ran to him, trying to help him. "Asriel? Asriel, stay with me!" Chara started begging. Frisk kept lightly swatting his face to keep him conscious. "Please, Rei! Please don't leave us! Please!" Chara started crying. "ASRIEL, SNAP OUT OF IT!" Frisk slapped Asriel in the face hard, and he came to. Asriel was hyperventilating. "Chara...Frisk...lab...mommy...daddy...somebody help!" Asriel mumbled doggedly while crying. Toriel and Asgore ran to their son's aid, trying to comfort him. "Shh, shh, shh." Said Toriel. "It is okay. I am here. There is nothing you need to worry about, my child." "It's all right, kiddo. Your old man's got your back on this one." Asgore said, starting to shed some tears of his own. They both held their son to them so closely, it felt like if they let go, he would die again. Asriel held them back. "Mom, dad." He managed. "No, no. It is all right. You do not have to say anything." Toriel comforted. Asriel kept his mouth shut and kept crying, while Toriel rubbed his head in an attempt to comfort him. "Doctor Gaster, please continue. We need to know whatever you can tell us." Asgore boomed. "Yes, your majesty. But first, I am sorry I had to say such a thing; I had no intentions of scaring the prince." Asriel overheard the doctor, but had no remark. "Anyway, I have found an even worse piece of news for that matter. Talrok has seemingly learned of something named LOVE and EXP." Everyone but Frisk, Sans and Papyrus were confused. "Hold on. LOVE? EXP? What the fuck is that?" Asked Undyne. Frisk started to speak up, but Sans held his hand up. "No, lil' bro. I got this." He said. Frisk relented to Sans' order. "Let's start with EXP. EXP is an acronym that stands for something named 'execution points'. Execution points are a way to quantify the pain someone has inflicted on others. In order for someone to accrue execution points, they have to kill a monster. Upon killing the aforementioned monster, their execution points increase. When they gain enough, their LOVE increases as well. LOVE is also an acronym. However, I'm not talking about the emotional type. I'm talking about L.O.V.E., which, in this case, means 'level of violence'. A level of violence is a way to measure someone's capacity to harm other people. The more monsters someone kills, the easier it becomes to distance themselves emotionally. The greater the emotional distance, the less that person will feel emotional and physical pain, and the more easily they can bring themself to harm other people." "Sans, that's...actually a very good and detailed explanation for what it is." Said Gaster. "Thanks, dad. Anyway, if Talrok wants some LOVE, then I think I have an idea of what he's doing. He's gonna turn every last human in the world into monsters, kill all of them, then use the accrued power of his LOVE to destroy everything. But obviously, it won't be that easy unless he had a power source. Doing those types of experiments, and at such a ginormagantualossol scale, would require an extreme amount of juice." "True. That's where my creation comes in. The CORE exerts a lot of power, power that Talrok can use to perform such experiments." "Hey, wait." Said Frisk. "If he keeps kidnapping monsters and humans, he's gonna lose every last source of magic there is, especially if he uses monsters the way he has so far. Wouldn't he need to get more somehow? I can't imagine he would use his own nightmarish creation to get it." "Yes. He seems to be trying to find a way to use the residual magic in the underground as a way to do this as well. You see, he might be planning on using it to infuse within himself, or into other humans. Magic reacts strangely to humans if it's injected into their soul. It warps the mind, and causes the human to act feral. In addition, if a human acquires an extreme overdose of magic, one of two things happen: either their soul forcefully leaves the human's body, reenters it and causes them to change into an amalgamate, or the human dies. However, turning a human into an amalgamate this way will cause them not to lose their physicality, but it will alter their physical attributes, and turn their soul into a vessel for more souls." "Oh, no. How many times has that last part happened?" Chara said, visibly shaken. "Thankfully, only once. The rest of the times, the humans died, but not before turning into monsters shortly before dying." "Okay. Either that human got extremely lucky, or they were born a magician." "Doesn't matter. I believe there is a way to reverse the first experiment. That is why I created the blueprints for the portable determination extractor. However, I also designed it to siphon magic as well, so as to combat this. I'm not certain it will work, but if it does, we can restore the human and monster population." "So basically, we'll be playing janitor and police officer while Talrok is the polluting robber?" "In a way, yes. But simply one will not be enough. We will need to mass-produce the extractor if it is successful." "Well, that's good. We know what he's doing, and we know how he's gonna do it. Still though, what do we need to start building those extractors?" "We'll need whatever technology we can find. Even then, we will only build one for now. We'll have to test it out to make sure it works. If it fails, we'll need to try again." "Then it won't fail." "So naive. Sometimes, one try isn't enough on its own. We need a test subject to try it on. We'd have to catch one, and-" Suddenly, a growl was heard by the front door. It was one of the amalgamates Gaster talked about. It roared loudly, scaring Frisk. Sans went into big brother mode, and captured it with his magic. Asriel took his face out of his parents' arms, and looked to the doorway. His fear turned into disgust and confusion. "What the FUCK is that?!" He said. "This is one of the amalgamates I referred to." Gaster pointed to the abomination. It had a pale complexion all over its body, with its "clothing" covered in a murky, white liquid substance, and noticeable features of malnourishment, almost as if it hadn't eaten for months, especially around its ribcage and limbs, which had deteriorated into nothing but skin and bone. The amalgmate also had extra mouths on some of the parts of skin that were exposed. They all appeared to be trying to communicate with everyone. First, it croaked an indecipherable whisper, then an almost familiar hiss. Finally, it recovered enough of its communication abilities to relay a proper, yet terrifying, message. "Help us, please. Change us back." The amalgamate then passed out because of lack of food or water, being forcefully kept alive by nothing but magic and determination. Sans released his restraint, and set the creature down as gently as he could muster. Everyone but Sans and Gaster recoiled in fear. "So that's what one looks like." Chara said, trying to recover from the jumpscare that walked to the house. "How did it even get here?" "There is only one way to find out." Said Gaster. "You will have to help them return to their former selves, and then ask them what you wish to know. As for me, I must take my leave. I'm starting to fade away once more. Good luck, all of you." "Goodbye, doctor." Asgore bid farewell. "We shall all do what we can." As the former royal scientist bid farewell to everyone once again, everyone took the amalgamate over to Alphys and Undyne's place. They rushed the poor creature to the basement, where they hooked them up in a chair and restrained them thoroughly enough to the point where even Houdini couldn't escape if he tried. Interviewing this poor, unfortunate soul was going to be exhausting, both physically and emotionally, but it had to be done, and it would be.

#Undertale #Frisk (undertale)#Chara (undertale)#sans #papyrus #W.D. Gaster #undyne #alphys #toriel #Asgore Dreemurr #Asriel Dreemurr #sorry for the long post #I'm trying to tell a story here #God-mode Arc #Goddomodoaku #tw: body horror #tw: violence

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stigma-dream · 7 years ago

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1 | Try me [ College! AU ]

Pairing : BTS X Reader

Word Count : 6,802

Summary : Remember how in your teen years you use to fantasize how good it must feel being surrounded by the local bad boys, all trying to impress you one way or another trying to gain your attention? Well, this isn’t what you had in mind, nor would you had imagined that it would’ve started with a stupid alcohol-influenced bet.

Wednesday 11:41 p.m

“Must I really go…?

Not even a week in into the second semester and they were already planning to throw a party by the weekend. “Yes, of course you have to be there! It wouldn’t be the same without you. If I didn’t have my best girl, it’ll be like Batman without Robin!” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, already being able to see the large toothy grinned he has always flashed.

“Hobi, that was a fail attempt at trying to butter me up you know? Plus we both know that’s not why you want me to go. You just want me to bring your drunk ass home while I won’t be able to take a single sip of alcohol. Why would I voluntarily torture myself like that?” A soft groan left pass your lips as you leaned back into the softness of your living room couch. Kicking both legs up at the already collapsing mess of a coffee table you and your roommate shared.

“C’mon (Y/N), trust me when I say It’ll be fun. Hell - I’ll even try to convince the boys at making the party a bit more… small, so there won’t be much of a mess, alright?” Raising a brow questioningly as if he were there, you reached over for the remote controller and flipped through the channels until you could find something you could settle down to watch for the mean time. “How would my existence being present at such a place benefit me, hm?“ You heard a loud smack soon followed by a groan as Hobi began to speak again. “It’ll make all seven of us happy, you know you love us too~.” You could practically see the smirk spread against his lips. “Oh dear god no - forget about it. Not leaving my cocoon to interact with other humans.”

You tilted your head to the side, eying the blanket folded neatly on the opposite arm rest. Leaning yourself across the couch only for your fingertips to slightly caress the fabric. “I did not just slap myself once for nothing (Y/N), you’re coming to the party and that’s that.” Before you could deny the offer again, you heard a mumble on the other end of the line before it cut off.

“More like a get together now..”

Frowning at the words he had slipped out, you groaned loudly and threw the phone onto the coffee table, flipping face up at the laying spot you had found yourself in. Complete forgetting about the blanket now. Staring up at the ceiling as the TV made background noise, not letting the death silence of the apartment overcome you with solitude. “Why is he insisting so much…” You mumbled, reaching up to your hair and moving some loose strands away from your field of vision. It didn’t take much that you got lost in your thoughts and sleep had taken it’s toll on you - your eyelids getting heavier by the second as you laid there on the couch and not too long after you found yourself slowly easing into a nice slumber.

Friday 2:38 p.m

Horse babe : hey hey (y/n)

Horse babe : do you already have your outfit ready?

Horse babe : well don’t wear whatever you were gonna bring

Horse babe : we decided to move the party next month as it seemed more appropriate

Horse babe : actually scratch that

Horse babe : everyone spread the rumor so fast that they prohibited us from throwing a party until next month lmao

Horse babe : but you still have to come over tomorrow, just bring something more laid back as it’ll just be the boys and I

“Who the fuck is spamming me” you muttered under your breath, reaching into your backpack that laid in the chair beside you and pulling out your cellphone. The vibration only continued in your hand as you got another harsh shush from the librarian at the front desk. Smiling at her apologetically and bowing your head slightly, you immediately unlocked your phone and put it in silent mode. Seeing the various notifications from Hoseok. Scanning the messages, a giggle past your lips at the thought of the news spreading like wildfire among the student body of the upcoming party. Only to get immediately shut down.

(Y/N) : omg hobi rlly?

(Y/N) : that must’ve suck

(Y/N) : but why must I still go? It’s not like we haven’t seen each other in years

Locking the screen and placing your phone beside you, you looked back up at your surroundings. Luckily, the library was the closest you’ve ever seen it to being empty. There was always half of the room filled with various students trying to cram a full semester worth of information into their heads all at once. In other cases, couples spread around the library goofing around and being all lovey dovey with each other. Groups of friends just storming in and messing around knowing the librarians just didn’t have the energy to even scoul them anymore. This time it was only you and a small group of students at the corner across the room - seeming to be trying to hide away from the eye of anyone. A red flickering light caught your attention and made you glance back down only to see Hoseok has replied.

Horse babe : lmao ikr like y

Horse babe : and because (y/n) ~

Horse babe : we miss you!

Eying the text suspiciously, you brought your bottom lip between your teeth unconsciously, beginning to slowly chew at it as you typed away a reply.

(Y/N) : oh wow yea sure

(Y/N) : what’s up with this sudden burst of love y'all have for me?

(Y/N) I swear if it is some sort of prank or joke y'all want to play on me I’ll rip all of your heads off and feed them to Ms. Scott’s snake.

Horse babe : omg stop no

Horse babe : we honestly have nothing better to do this weekend and we managed to find 8 nerf guns in the janitor room

Horse babe : don’t ask why we were there

Horse babe : but even more conveniently, four are one color and the other four another color

(Y/N) : so basically two teams?

Horse babe : bingo

Humming softly you brought your elbow up at the table and rested your head against your palm, debating if you should go or not. If you were absolutely free, you would have immediately agreed to meeting up with them already. But you have already planned on catching up on a series you took a small break from and cleaning around the apartment. Since your roommate is almost never home (due to her spending most of her time with her boyfriend) - you have had the whole place to yourself. Leaving clothes scattered everywhere, having unwashed dishes at the sink from probably weeks old now, and being able to roam around the apartment in nothing but your underwear freely. Though at first it felt like a small heaven having all this freedom to yourself - the dirtiness of the place was finally starting to gross you out.

(Y/N) : under one condition

Horse babe : which is?

(Y/N) : you all have to help me clean up my apartment and binge watch AHS with me

(Y/N) : beginning from end.

(Y/N) : all of you - and no dozing off during the middle or chickening out that it’s too creepy for you.

Horse babe : …

Horse babe : How am I friends with you again?

(Y/N) : Your lost ass was roaming around the halls whining for someone to help you get to class the first day

(Y/N) : and as if a cruel punishment you chose me as your victim and we somehow had first period together

(Y/N) : and from then on you clinged onto me for everything

Horse babe : YAH! (Y/N)! That’s no way to talk to your hyung!

Horse babe : plus you make it sound so uncool…

Horse babe : doesn’t matter, now you know how cool I truly am ;)

(Y/N) : lmao you? cool? you’re funny buddy

Horse babe : mk gb

(Y/N) : no bb wait im joking

(Y/N) : you’re so cool you broke the coolness-o-meter

Horse babe : …hell yeh I did

Horse babe : i’m so cool i probably threw yoongi down from his swag throne

(Y/N) : okay that’s enough of that

(Y/N) : so do you agree to coming or nah?

Horse babe : yea sure

(Y/N) : okay goodie well ttyl gotta blast

Horse babe : lmao ight

Gathering your stuff you had spread around the table, you quickly rushed out of the library - you were done for the day anyways so you’re absolutely free to go to your apartment. Walking down to the parking lot to find your car - you were a bit too late to claim a dorm at campus, so you had no other choice but to rent an apartment nearby.

To your surprise you found Taehyung and Jimin leaning against your car seeming deep in conversation within themselves. A small smirk creep onto your lips as you decided to scare the two - having have been leaning against your precious baby you had just clean yesterday. Taking much lighter steps and focusing on your breathing, you strode over to the backside of the automobile, peeking your head only to see that they haven’t noticed your presence

“Why do you think she doesn’t wanna join us tomorrow?” Jimins voice was the first to reach your ears, perking up more, now curious about their conversation. At this angle you could perfectly see how the sunlight hit his vermilion hair, giving an appearance of a soft gold gentle aura around him. His sharp jawline facing you as he tilted his head towards Taehyung, his back leaning against your precious baby as you noticed he raised a leg to press against it - eyes darting to the ground as he began to scratch the back of his neck, seeming to go deep in thought. Seconds later to think his own question further, you noticed how his eyebrows furrow up ever so slightly, a small pout forming on his devilishly full plump lips. “You don’t think…she has started to avoid us, do you?”

Being to caught up in your own thoughts about how he even dared to raise his dirty shoe against the car door, you almost missed what he had said. Your own eyebrows scrunching up, why would he even asked that? There’s nothing that they’ve done to make you dislike them…much less avoid. “ I don’t see a reason to.” Taehyung shrugged, pulling at the sleeves of his rather large jumper and crossing his arms in front of him, mindlessly playing with a loose strand of his black ripped jeans. “Knowing her, she’s probably already stressing about studying or something…” the brunette mumbled, turning to face the shorter male. Jimin cocked an eyebrow at Taehyung but shrugged, nodding as a sigh escaped his lips. “You’re probably right. She always overworks herself too much…it’s not healthy. She should just, i don’t know… lay back and enjoy the moment you know?” Taehyung nodded, chuckling softly as a small grin formed on his features “Like us?”. Jimin looked questioningly at him, taking him a second to understand what he meant. Shaking his head with a mocking laugh he punched Tae’s shoulder teasingly. “Of course not! Could you imagine though? She’ll probably have an heart attack seeing her grades drop and attendance start to stagger it’s perfect record.”

Short laughs were exchanged between the two, not before you pulled out your car keys and sounded the alarm. Watching as both men jumped away startled from the vehicle, both their eyes blown wide like deers caught in the headlight. Noticing how Jimin was clutching at his denim jacket tightly, chest heaving trying to catch his breath seeming to have been knocked out of his lungs. Flashing a mischievous grin at the boys as you arose from your hiding spot. “ I beg to differ, you seem to be the one who’s going to get a heart attack, pretty boy.”

Heads snapped toward your direction as Jimin’s chocolate brown orbs seem to have widen even more, sighing deeply and throwing his head back as he raised a hand to comb his bangs in a nervous manner. “ I swear to god (Y/N) I will get you back for this.”

Smiling even wider now, you turn to look at Taehyung only to see him kneeled down holding his stomach, his hand trying to muffle his laughs. Not helping yourself now you began to laugh yourself, raising hand in the same manner as Tae to cover your fit of giggles. Hearing your laugh was the final straw for Taehyung to let his rich laugh bang against your eardrums, his balance failing him as he fell back clutching his sides. “ o-oh my god! You should have seen your expression! It was absolutely priceless! I couldn’t imagine his eyes going wider, they almost popped out!”

Jimin clicked his tongue as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket, snapping his head towards the younger one. “Yah! Quiet!” Jimin roared, his cheeks flushing as he kicked Taehyung, only kicking the air threateningly. Taehyung rolled over his side and arose from the floor, throwing his arm over Jimins shoulder as he chuckled softly.

“Aish, don’t get all pissy now~ we’re just joking around, right (Y/N)?” Tae turned to you, flashing you a cocky wink as a smirk played along his rose lips. You only shook your head, giggling softly as you walked over to the boys. Filling up Jimins other shoulder with your arm now - but due to your shorter height you only managed to bring down both boys. “Yeh, just horsing around buddy old pal.” Making eye contact with Tae, you both grinned widely, turning back to Jimin who was only frowning, his eyebrows scrunching up as his brown orbs pierced at the both of you disapprovingly.”You will be hearing from my lawyer soon, this is harassment I have the right to sue you.”

Rolling your eyes at the vermilion haired boy, you stepped back, Taehyung taking your spot and wrapping his arms around Jimin, resting his head on his shoulder as he began to hum softly. Jimin shook his head he pushed away and fixed his shirt - tucking the striped fabric back into his jeans as he scoffed. “Whatever. Hobi sent us to warn you if you don’t come tomorrow he’ll expose your double chin pictures”. You raised a brow at him, sighing softly as you pulled out your phone - showing him the text you had exchanged with Hoseok earlier. Watching him as he read the text, Taehyung peering over his shoulder and doing the same. Jimin’s lips then formed a small ‘o’, looking back up to meet your gaze. “Why do we have to help you clean? I didn’t sign up for this” Taehyung nodded agreeing with the male. Only seconds later he pulled Jimin back to whisper something in his ear - a mischievous smile forming on both of their faces. “I take it back, we’ll help you clean.”

Friday 8:30 p.m

The second you had arrived to your apartment, you had collapsed onto the sofa and passed out. Ignoring any plans you had later that day. A annoying vibration and light flashing had startled you awake from your peaceful slumber. Groaning as you opened your heavy eyelids, flinching at the bright light hitting your dazed vision. Reaching out to your phone laying in front of you, sliding the button across the screen not even bothering to see who it was. Throwing your head back into the warmth of the sofa - refusing to look at the screen.

“Ah! I won! She was asleep!”

“Jungkook stop shouting!”

A smack could be heard soon followed by a whine, peering your eyelids open again you noticed that Jungkook had called you over FaceTime, seeing him sit at the familiar sofa of their dorm - Jin sitting on the armrest laying across the top of the sofa trying to show up on screen.

“But hyung you told me if I won this bet you’ll do the dishes tonight!” Jungkook turned to Seokjin, his doe eyes seeming to play with Seokjins emotions as you heard the elders breath hitch - sighing and shaking his head.

“Aish you and your puppy eyes…”

Jungkook smiled mischievously, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly.

Puffing out your cheeks at the scene playing out, you hummed softly and that seem to have caught the boy’s attention. “May I know why you woke me up?” you mumbled out, rolling off the sofa. Reaching out to position your phone to lay against a pillow, hoping you’ll look somewhat decent at this angle. Your eyes flicking over at the right corner of the screen, seeing your bird nest of hair. Sitting on the floor across your cellphone you began to run your fingers through your hair, smoothing out some knots.

“He didn’t want to wash the dishes so he made this dumb bet that if you were asleep i’ll have to wash them. Now, if you both will excuse me, since I am not a whiny baby about having responsibilities I shall go do my part of the bet.” Seokjin arose from his spot in the couch, walking off to what you assumed the kitchen. Now being alone with Jungkook, you raised a brow questioningly at him. “Really?” Jungkook chuckled nervously, shrugging as his hand went to rub his arm. “I usually don’t mind washing them, it’s just…Yoongi hyung didn’t like something Taehyung and I hid in his food…causing him to, y’know.” He let a sheepish smile spread across his lips, glancing at you before he turned to look at something else suddenly more interesting. Clicking your tongue you shook your head, sitting up more now as you began to stretch, a long yawn soon following. “Well that’s none of my business. Anyways since you’re already here help me choose an outfit for tomorrow.”

“What, why?” he questioned, seeing the screen going all blurry as you walked across the apartment going to your bedroom. “Just because, no real reason” you replied, setting your phone against your mirror. “…considering we’re just gonna horse around tomorrow I recommend something you’ll be able to move around freely. Oh! And possibly something you can sleep in? Yoongi-hyung is bringing beer, saying you should relax tomorrow.” He flashed you another smile, the creases around his eyes deepening adorably. “Like for example what i’m wearing right now.” Jungkook pulled at his white shirt, bringing his leg up and holding against his chest smoothly to reveal his sweatpants. Frowning at him you rolled your eyes, pointing at the camera “Stop that, I know you’re showing off how flexible you are…blah” Frowning further hearing him go into a fit of laughs, shaking his head. “Sorry - can’t help that i’ve been blessed”.

Saturday 10:00 a.m

After having have chosen your outfit for today with the help of Jungkook last night, you both didn’t notice how late it had gotten. Immediately entering the realm of fantasies soon after hanging up the call. Now you sat at the corner of your bed, turning off your alarm. Sighing tiredly you began to get ready, going to go take a quick shower soon after having breakfast and before you knew it, you were already out the door heading towards campus to the boys dorm.

Walking up to the large wooden door, you removed your earbuds and twisted the knob - knowing the boys didn’t bother to lock the door knowing you’ll come. Stepping inside you were greeted by the sight of seeing a shirtless Yoongi with nothing else but his boxers and socks, laying on the couch fast asleep. Sighing you walked over to him, kneeling to his side. There really was a huge difference to awake Yoongi and fast asleep Yoongi. His usually scornful expression added unnecessary wrinkles to his youthful face. His rose tinted lips parted slightly seeming so natural unlike their usual straight line. A soft aura surrounding him - contrary to the cold and intimidating one he usually gave to strangers. You knew Yoongi long enough to know he was neither this or that. Yes, he seemed cold at first glance and his sarcasm can cause holes in your self-esteem but he isn’t always like that. It’s almost like a trial - if you overcome and endure Yoongi’s ruthless personality he’ll take off his cunning mask and show you his genuine self. If you really think about it, it’s like a defense mechanism. You haven’t yet shattered that metaphorical mask but you have noticed he seem more laid back then from the first few times meeting him. That alone seeing him slowly become more open towards you gave you the determination to fully get rid of his mask. Smiling to yourself, you didn’t take note to when you subconsciously moved his raven hair out of his face. Immediately retracted your hand, feeling your cheeks burn up in embarrassment. Glancing the living room you spotted a large blanket and brought it over to let it drape over Yoongi’s semi-nude state. Walking over to the kitchen to grab a cup of water, you heard yawning and groaning coming from the end of the corridor. Raising an eyebrow honestly not expecting anyone to be awake after seeing Yoongi on the couch, you made your over to the tall white door. Knocking gently you soon heard a raspy “come in“, swinging the door open.

Namjoon sat on the edge of his bed, massaging his throat while his free hand holded a couple of pills. Since the room was divided in half, he had his bed up against the wall. A nightstand along with a desk and a large shared bookshelf only for the same set up to be replicated on the other side of the room - connecting all furniture with the large bookshelf. A green rug spread across the middle of the room, bean bag chairs spread out across the rug. Though only the furniture and rug was the thing both had in common - for as decoration they were quiet opposites. Namjoon’s side consisted of a repeated plushie in different colors and poses, neatly aligned on shelf’s he must have put up himself. All of his textbooks and supplies nicely put in their own little containers. While the other side had many figurines, mostly consisted of Mario and Luigi. Posters of said characters adorning the pale white walls. The side of their bookcase, unlike Namjoon, consisted of Wii and 3DS games - along with a few smaller figurines. A few cookbooks and random personal choice novels on the next shelf. While finally the last shelf holded the precious campus textbooks.

Jin’s rather loud snore snapped you out of your own thoughts, blinking and bringing your attention back at the blonde haired man. “What’s wrong?” you questioned, walking over and sitting beside him. “The boys managed to bring a karaoke machine not to long ago and they decided last night-” Hearing him struggle to speak along with the heavy raspiness, you brought a finger to press against his lips you shook your head and glanced into his almond orbs, “don’t talk too much, it’ll hurt your throat even more”. Taken aback a bit, he slowly nodded and cleared his throat, wincing a bit. “I joined them in a screamo song and I seem to be loosing l my voice or something.”

“….why did you join in- actually, never mind.” You sighed, shaking your head. “Just rest today, though I already imagined you were planning on skipping, hm?” Smiling sheepishly he nodded slowly and laid back down, pulling the covers over himself. Turning off the lamp on the night stand, he reached out and gently grabbed your wrist.

“Hey, Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin and Hoseok are all at their classes right now. None of us are planning to wake up until noon or even later, so why not rest along with me? I swear I won’t try anything funny.”

“are you sure..? I mean, your throat and all I imagine you’ll be tossing and turning in your bed so..” Blinking in realization knowing of his messy way of sleeping with any type of uncomfortableness, he nodded slowly and motioned his head over to Jin. “Touche, how about Jin-hyung then?” Turning your head to the oldest one in the room, you nodded and gave Namjoon a smile. Reaching out and pinching his nose as you made your way over to Jin’s side of the room.

“Alright, get some rest now.”

4:42 p.m

All the boys seemed to have gotten home before you had waken up, finding yourself neatly tucked in Jin’s bed. The roaring of laughter and stomping across the dorm was the thing that had managed to wake you up. Sitting up slowly, you rubbed at your eyes and glanced around your surroundings. Namjoon seem to have already gotten up and Jin was gone too. “How rude, they didn’t even bother to wake me up…” mumbling to yourself, you quickly got out of bed and down to the cold floor. Hissing softly, you spotted Jin’s bunny slippers one of the members had gotten him as a gag gift and immediately rush to slip them on. Wiggling your toes in the warm fabric, you headed towards the door and down the corridor where the noise was coming from. Peaking your head only to see all seven men sitting at the couch and floor, seeming to be playing some sort of video game.

Hoseok was the first to notice you, jumping out of his seat and skipping his way towards you. “(Y/N)! Everyone, sleeping beauty has awoken!”

He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and brought you in for a short hug, kissing the top of you head as well. Giggling at his boldness, you wrapped your arms around his waist, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. “Yeah, yeah whatever. Happy to see me here? I couldn’t risk the chance of you showing everyone my true nature.” Chuckling he only shrugged and glances up behind you, retracting his arms and stepping back.

“He’s not the only one happy to see you, y'know?” A smooth velvety voice reached your ears and you didn’t even need to look twice to know who it was. Feeling him snake his arms around your waist and lift you up, you squeaked softly and gripped onto his firm arms. “Taehyung!” You laughed, throwing your head back onto his shoulder as he began to swing the both of you around. A fit of giggles and laughed erupted from you two only to be stopped.

“Ah c’mon, you always want her to yourself Taehyung-hyung.” Being set down, you glance up only to be meet with a white shirt, tilting your head further up you saw how Jungkook pressed his tongue into the inside of his cheek, crossing his arms across his chest in a spoiled manner.

“Aish, sorry sorry, we haven’t talk in a while. I only saw her briefly yesterday ~” Taehyung cooed, resting his chin on top of your head and tightening his grip on your waist. Jungkook scoffed “and? I haven’t seen her in over a week.” Frowning, you pushed Taehyung’s arms off of you only to feel another set of strong arms slide under your legs and another to support your back, being lift up by the younger one. A proud smirk appearing on his fine lips as he held you against his chest. “Guys. You’re acting as if I’m some priced possession or something.” you groaned out, knowing your physical strength was nothing compared to theirs. Letting yourself loose and to lay limbless in Jungkook’s arms.

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“Pretty much, yeah”

Scrunching your eyebrows up, you sighed loudly again and only shook your head.

“Stop.”

Yoongi’s voice made the three of you snap your heads towards his direction. Seeing him sitting at the end of the couch, arm propped up against the armrest as he rested his head on the palm of his hand - his eyes staring back blankly. “Set the poor girl down, you both are all up in her personal bubble.” he mumbled, turning his attention back to the large screen. Jungkook immediately sets you down mumbling an apology - only to hear Jimin cry out in defeat as his character seemed to have lost. Jungkook striding over to take up the losers spot and go up against his hyung, Hoseok.

“(Y/N)” Jin called out, motioning you over to the spot between him and Namjoon. Squeezing yourselfs between them, you smiled sweetly at both. Jin sighed and shook his head, chuckling softly as he gently rubbed your back. “I must say, you really managed to stir those three over there up pretty good. I don’t know if it’s because of their ego not letting them cry defeat at losing a damsel to another or because of pure spoiledness, but damn.” Raising a brow at him questioningly, you tilted your head. “Three of them?” you questioned, only to receive another nod from the man. “Yeah, Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin. I’m surprised Jungkook is even managing talking to you way more comfortably than Jimin, probably because he’s older than you?”

“Wait, I’m sorry, Jimin?” you asked, Jin chuckling once again and nodding towards Jimin’s direction, your gaze following and sure enough Jimin sat across, squeezed between Yoongi and Taehyung but his gaze seem to be focused on you. Making brief eye contact he sheepishly looked down, raising his hand to comb out his bangs as he lets them drape across his features, seeming to be trying to hide away from your gaze. Though at his failed attempt of hiding his face - you could see pink beginning to tint at the tips of his ears. Biting your lip trying to stop yourself from smiling at his adorable ways, you turned back to Jin only to see him gone and being replaced by Hoseok.

“They’re not the only ones” Namjoon’s hot breath reached your neck, making you shiver feeling goosebumps starting to form. Jumping slightly in surprise, you didn’t even dare to turn your head to look at him - keeping your gaze locked on the screen. “Oh? How so?”

Feeling his chest vibrate against your back as he chuckled, leaning in closer - his hair starting to tickle at your skin. “Well, you already know about the three younger ones, but what about the three eldest? Jin-hyung, Yoongi-hyung and Hoseok. Though they are much better at hiding it, I’ve known them long enough too to know when there’s something going on.” he stated. “Someone’s got their voice back,” you joked, pulling back a bit to turn to look at him questioningly. “but - what do you mean? I’m sure they’re not attracted to me in any other way than platonically so-”

“There you are right, I believe the same. But knowing them, it didn’t just come out of nowhere. There’s something going on between them all.” Namjoon pulled back now, resting against the couch. You looked at Namjoon still, various thoughts running through your head as a certain male called out your name.

“(Y/N)!” Jungkook called out, motioning you over to the empty seat beside me. “Try and beat me in this round!”

Much later that afternoon everyone has gathered around in the living room - all eight sitting in a circle facing each other. Panting and heaving filled up the room, the smell of sweat and alcohol being the only aroma present. Having have already played with the nerf guns as promised, Yoongi bringing out the beer and Taehyung soon after pulling the karaoke machine out you swear your body couldn’t take any other physical activity to do. Having had screamed your lungs out while singing a duet with Jungkook and running around the whole dorm trying to escape Hoseok’s and Jimin’s nerf hits - all while having alcohol running through your system.

“Guys, Guys, Guys” Taehyung spoke into the mic, licking his lips as he took a deep breath, his eyes fluttering trying to stay awake as the alcohol threatened to play effect - pausing before speaking again. “Let’s play some more. Spin the bottle anyone?” Hoseok was the first to react, nodding ecstatically. “Yeah! Here,” he gripped the bottle beside him and took a swing at it, gulping down the remainder of the liquid. Sighing contently as he lays the bottle in the middle of the circle. Everyone wiggled in closer, Jimin the first to reach out for the bottle. Spinning it only for it to go flying over to Jungkook, making both males laugh.

“Nice one Jimin-hyung,” Jungkook cooed, glancing down at the bottle and pointing over at Jin “but it looks like Jin-hyung is our first victim.” Jin perked up, hearing his name bringing him out of his train of thoughts. Jimin grinned widely, deep creases appearing under his eyes. “ Truth or Dare?” Jin hummed in thought, rotating the bottle in his hand, observing as the liquid splash around. “Truth”

Audible sighs and groans could be heard, shaking your head at the groups immature behavior. “Guys, come on now”

“Alright, let’s see hmm…did you use cheats to win earlier?” Jimin questioned, raising a brow at the elder one.

“Yeah! That was totally unfair how you won!” Hoseok cried out, Namjoon nodding agreeing with him.

Jungkook snorts and shrugged, looking over at Hoseok. “But I was able to beat his ‘impossible ways’ “. adding air quotes to his statement. “But you’re also Mr. Good at Everything I do.” Yoongi spoke up, taking a swing from his beer. Before Jungkook could respond, Jin spoke up. “No, I didn’t cheat - just many years of training.” Everyone seem to just drop the topic and nod, Jin reaching out for the bottle and spinning it. Yoongi chuckled softly as the bottle landed on him, looking at Jin. “Dare.” he said, Taehyung’s cackling could be heard. A few other guys chuckling softly to themselves. “Chug down two beers in a minute or less, take even a second longer and we all would take a turn at slapping you across the face.”

It went out like this for a while - asking dumb questions and making idiotic dares. For example when Taehyung dared Jungkook to jump from the top floor only to land in a bucket. Of course the rest of the guys had to stop Jungkook from actually doing it claiming that if he didn’t it’ll hurt his pride - all while Taehyung was busy filling a bucket up with water. Or when Namjoon had to rip apart one of his plushies being dared from Yoongi. Being left close to tears and clutching at his ‘son’. Hoseok had to come clean that he was absolutely terrified of any bondage play. Jimin giving Jungkook a lap dance that only ended up in a playful fight.

“Ah! It landed on you Yoongi!” Hoseok exclaimed, clapping as he saw how hard Yoongi was trying to remain conscious, his head keep bouncing as he went into short naps. Snapping up hearing Hoseok and nodding, waving his hand as he ruffled his hair in a form of distraction. “Yeah, yeah. Dare.”

Namjoon pulled Jin over, whispering something into his ear as Jin nodded, crawling over to Hoseok and whispering it into his ear. A large smile spread across his features, nodding quickly and clapping once again to gain everyone’s attention. “Yoongi! I dare you to kiss (Y/N)!”

Choking on a sip you were taking from your beverage you turned to Hoseok wide-eyed. “I’m sorry what?” Hoseok only winked at you, nodding over to Yoongi’s direction only to see him already crawling over to you. “Don’t I have any say in this?” you questioned and before you know it Yoongi tugged at your wrist - making you turn your head in his direction. “No.” Acting fast he cupped your face in his hands - though his touch was cold you could feel how gently he was trying to be, his skin smooth and soft. His eyes narrowed as he observed your features, unconsciously licking his lips as he slowly began to lean in. “I’m sorry” he mumbled softly, the kiss fast and chaste. It only lasted a few second to the others, but to you, it lasted minutes. Not because of how amazing the kiss was or because how you felt sparks, but because you could feel how hard Yoongi tried to shove his tongue down your throat. Plus, he reeked of alcohol - being the one who had drank the most.

Pulling apart from each other you could help but scrunch up your nose in disgust, rubbing your mouth with the sleeve of your hoodie. Taehyung took notice and raised a brow, pointing a finger up at Yoongi who hasn’t moved from his spot. “His kisses suck don’t they.” he claimed, gaining everyone’s attention. You shook your head immediately as a blush started to tint your cheeks “no it’s not that”

Jungkook pulled at your wrist forcefully causing you to tumble over into his lap, his free hand moving to tilt your chin up “I’ll show you what a real kiss is~” he cooed, his lips dangerously close to yours. Before you had time to even react, you were being pulled again only to fall into another lap. Strong arms wrapping themselves around you protectively. “No!” Jimin whined, the alcohol playing with him. Jimin nuzzles down into your shoulder and breathed in your scent, giggling happily to himself as he held you close. “Mine.” He said, kissing at your neck lovingly.

“Woah, woah! Calm down there!” Jin shouted, pulling you out of Jimins grip and setting you beside him. “We do not treat a lady like that! As if she’s an object you could easily claim, hah. Right Hoseok?” Jin turned to Hoseok, receiving his approving nod only to nod himself as well. “That’s what I thought, now -”

“But what if she wants to be claimed?” Taehyung chirped up, tilting his head innocently.

Jin narrowed his eyes at the brunette and raised an eyebrow “what do you mean?”

“I meant what I said - what if she wants to be claimed by one of us? The one who can win her heart the first. Whoever she falls for has the right to completly claim (Y/N) as their own.” He stated, the attention of the rest of the boys turning to Taehyung.

“Wait then, like a bet?” Questioned Jimin

“What if no one can swoon her?” Added Hoseok, perking up curiously.

“Yeah like a bet. We all have a month to see who can win her over and if we can’t.” He paused to think for a moment. “Then, she has the choice to completely forget about us and leave or stay. But, if you’re asking me, knowing how dirty some of you play she’ll want to leave.”

“I’m in.” Jungkook spoke, scooting over to Taehyung’s side.

“Me too.” Hoseok spoke, joining the other two across from him.

Yoongi only silently crawled over, sitting beside Hoseok and nodding at Taehyung.

Jimin only leaned against Jungkook already having being sat beside Taehyung and raised his hand up in the air proudly. “I shall join as well.”

Jin looked at all five men and shook his head, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and hugging you to his side. “This is ridiculous, I can’t even believe you-”

“Hyung. If you play, you could save (Y/N) from all of our little tricks at winning her over you know? Playing as well and all.” Taehyung added, a visible smirk spreading to his lips as he raised his eyebrows at the elder.

Jin looked at you worriedly and squeezed your shoulder, sighing as he brought his head down to debate with himself to accept the offer or not. Finally he nodded and slowly let’s go of your shoulder, mumbling a small apology as he went over to join the rest.

“Don’t I have any say in this?”you groaned, honestly not surprised by their behavior. Taehyung shook his head and turned to Namjoon who had sat himself on the couch. “What about you hyung?”

Namjoon shook his head and smiled “I can’t, I view (Y/N) as a little sister so if I joined - it’ll be kinda weird. Plus, she’ll need the help of someone who’s actually capable of having some information of you all.”

Taehyung nodded and shrugged, turning back to face you with a large boxy smile. “Alright well! Do you wanna play along with this bet, (Y/N)?” Taehyung questioned, his arm reaching out. Rolling your eyed you immediately took his hand into yours and shook it, a mischievous smirk plastered against your face. “Try me.”

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