#or they both go 'fuck this' and run happily away into the sunset

[bird-inacage]

The Heart Killers EP4: Kantbison as "Partners in Crime"

At this point in the story, Kant and Bison are effectively standing on opposite sides. Their whole side quest to punish Babe's bullies and teacher felt like foreshadowing - an example of how well these two can work together when they are on the same team. More importantly, how much their values align when in pursuit of the same objective.

A strict moral compass underlies Bison and Fadel's work. They only target 'the bad guys' - those who deserve what's coming to them. So it's deeply ingrained in Bison's psyche to fight for injustice. When he notices Babe's bruises, his brain immediately deduces foul play and is compelled to help Kant find the perpetrator, regardless of his own growing suspicions around Kant's integrity.

Kant doesn't mean to act with ill intent but is willing to do unethical things where necessary in order to achieve a goal. Spiking Bison's drink was a particularly dicey move. We know this is all in aid of protecting his brother but Bison doesn't. So when Kant declares, "I only cared about my brother at first, but my boyfriend's right. If I let you go, you're only going to do it to other children" it demonstrates that firstly, Kant supports the stance of doing the just thing, and secondly that he agrees with following Bison's example because they align in their values.

To Bison, seeing first-hand that they respect the same moral code, one that Kant is willing to put into action, earns his respect. "I might not trust you 100% but i have to admit... What you did today totally rocks." A man who is willing to expose a paedophile and save other potential victims, can't be all that bad can he? A man who has a conscience, who has deemed his own history of stealing cars as something he's not proud of, is not one of the 'bad guys' surely?

Now, why is this important? Well, once they have exposed their respective positions, acknowledging that they can actually work alongside each other will enable them to overcome this fact. They've established that precedence here. We're getting a glimpse into what could come after the fallout.

You can keep tabs on bird-inacage’s BL meta directory for my other long-form posts around The Heart Killers, which I’ll be updating in real time as the show airs.

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Fall into the sky

Written for @astrangersummer, week 5 (shhhh, we're not talking about how this is super fucking late, it's fine!)

Prompt: Constellations

Words: 1,527 (also on AO3)

Rated: T

Relationship: Steve/Eddie

Tags: Magic AU; Thief Eddie; Guard Steve; Forbidden love; Jailbreak

Notes: Part of my Phantom Thief mini series (Previous part | Part 1)

The world is sound. The crackle of fire and the rush of wind and the thunder of crumbling stone. 

The world is color. The brilliant kaleidoscope of the sunset, stars emerging from the purple and pink backdrop of the sky. 

The world is touch. Hands in his hair and fingers on his face and warm breath tickling his skin as he is scooped into a pair of trembling arms. 

It crashes into Steve’s senses all at once, overwhelming and terrifying after the eternal white and the never-ending silence of his prison. It's too much. It's too beautiful. It can’t be real.

He's going insane.

He's been waiting to go insane for so long. 

Because if insanity is sound and color and touch and a name on his lips that he thought he'd never hear again, if this is all in his head, he never wants to leave. 

“Yes, sweetheart, it's me,” The vision murmurs, cradling his face in both hands. The gesture is comforting and soothing, and Steve realizes he's been babbling the name on repeat, an endless loop of Eddie Eddie Eddie. “I'm sorry it took so long, but I'm getting you outta here.” 

Steve laughs, high-pitched and hysterical. 

“You're-” he starts to say. His voice cracks. When he licks his lips, they taste like saltwater. “You're not really here. I've lost my mind, I'm imagining things.” 

“Don't think you are,” Eddie hums. He's covered in soot and bleeding from a hundred tiny cuts, but his smile is bright and brilliant as always. “Wouldn’t be able to do this if I wasn't real, would I?” 

His lips taste like ashes and magic. The ground shakes underneath them, and something crashes. Steve thinks that if the world broke apart around them right now, he'd happily stay in this kiss forever. 

“Don’t,” he pleads when Eddie pulls away. “Don't stop.” 

Eddie smiles, full of that grim determination that makes Steve’s stomach flutter. 

“I won't,” he says, and the constellations in the sky glint in those impossibly dark eyes of his. Another crash pierces the air, so loud that Steve can feel it in his bones. “I swear it, honey. I'll get you back down and to safety, where they can't ever find us. And then I'll never stop kissing you, for as long as we both live.” 

*

The world below the floating island is basked in dusk. Steve can see the shadows of clouds moving over the land, the sparkling bands of rivers weaving between forests and hills and cities. The ocean and the curve of the earth, far in the distance. He didn't see it when they brought him here. The view was obstructed by the giant tornado that surrounded this place, ready to tear everyone who dared approach it to shreds. 

There's no tornado now. 

Just like there are no griffins guarding the arched entryway of the fortress, no manticores prowling at the jagged edge of the island. 

“What did you do?” Steve breathes as they skid to a halt, inches from the abyss. Behind them, the pillars of the entryway crumble and collapse. “How did you-” 

“You know how they stay in power?” Eddie asks. He's ducked behind another pillar to retrieve a bundle of fabric and string, hidden out of sight. “Your family and their friends?” 

Steve blinks, floundering and disoriented by the question and the barrage of noise and colors. Eddie straightens up, strapping what looks like a giant backpack decked in wires and ropes to his back. 

“Magic,” he declares, throwing his arms out in an all-encompassing gesture. “This place, their splendid city, their fucking underwater prison, they all run on magic. Beautiful, isn't it? If it weren't for one tiny problem.” 

He pauses dramatically, like he's waiting for Steve to catch on. When he fails to do so, he throws back his head and cackles, dark curls whipping around him in a chaotic tangle.

“There’s not enough natural magic in the world to keep it all going. So what did they do, like the greedy little morons they are? They amplified it!” 

He laughs again, like it’s the best fucking joke in the entire world, grabbing Steve by the shoulders and pulling him in for a big, noisy smack on the mouth.

“Amulets and talismans and trinkets, Stevie! Dozens of them, all in the hands of the high and mighty, used to magnify their power. But take them away, and it all goes poof!” 

He throws his hands up in the air, miming an explosion, just in time for another thunderous boom to shake the island. The ground tilts, just a bit. 

“Do you know where they kept the most powerful one?” Eddie asks. This time, he doesn't wait for a reply. “Right here, Stevie. What better place than the big-ass, impenetrable, fucking sky vault to keep their biggest treasure, huh? They didn't think anyone would ever be insane enough to try and breach it. And you know what? I wouldn't have. They could've kept it, for all I fucking care, but they do not-” 

The ground trembles again, little fissures erupting from the rock under their feet like spiderwebs. Eddie pauses and swallows, and his eyes are like fire in the dusk.  

“They do not get to keep you.” 

His voice is pure, unbridled rage. Steve knows the feeling all too well. The powerless rage of knowing exactly where they have taken the man you love, and having to be patient. Having to wait for days and weeks and months until your plan finally falls into place, knowing all the while that every hour, every second in that wretched place is too much. The all-consuming want to tear through all the walls, all the chains, all the barriers they’ve put in place to keep you apart, to destroy all that might ever stand in your way again. 

Understanding comes slowly, but when it does, it punches the breath from his lungs with a hoarse wheeze. He is dizzy and his stomach swoops, but he isn't sure if it is from what he just realized or from the island breaking apart under their feet. 

“You destroyed it,” he whispers. “Eddie, you- … what did you do?” 

Eddie doesn’t answer. Instead, he pulls Steve closer, slipping a leather-and-rope harness over his shoulders to tether them both together. 

“This little baby is all mechanics,” he says, not looking up from his task. His face is nothing but grim concentration as he makes sure every buckle and every rope sits correctly. “I'd have been here sooner, but it took a while to put this together and make sure it would actually work, so-” 

“What about your magic?” Steve blurts. 

“Don't worry, it'll come back once the natural equilibrium is restored.” Eddie shrugs, walking them both to the ledge. “Some of it at least. I think.”

Steve gapes at him. Eddie looks up from where he's been securing the last of the straps, sees his dumbstruck face and smiles. 

“Stevie,” he says. He's too beautiful to be real. Beautiful and wild and untamed like the wind ripping at their clothes, like the sky stretching all around them. If they jumped now, they'd fall straight into its stars and constellations and never ever touch ground again. “It doesn't matter. There's no treasure in the world I wouldn't give up for you.” 

Steve opens his mouth to argue, but another tremor interrupts him. Large chunks of rock come loose from below their feet, tumbling into the depths. 

“Do you trust me?” Eddie asks. Steve doesn’t even think about it. It's like asking if water is wet. Eddie sees him nod and beams, delighted and a little smug. “Then let's get outta here.” 

He wraps an arm around Steve’s waist, claiming his lips again. And then, without breaking the kiss, he steps over the ledge and they plummet. 

The wind rips Steve’s scream straight from his mouth. His guts twist and his limbs go light with terror, but Eddie laughs. He yanks on one of the ropes, and something unfurls from his backpack in a ripple of cloth and wire. It snaps open somewhere over their heads, and Steve’s stomach lurches, and then, suddenly, they're no longer falling. 

They're gliding. 

Above them stretches what looks like a giant sail, stitched together from dozens and dozens colorful scraps of fabric. It carries them like a bird's wings, taking them away from the crumpling island, away from walls and chains and barriers, away from all that kept them apart. 

Eddie whoops into the night sky, loud and unrestrained. It takes Steve a second or two to recognize the voice that joins in as his own. His stomach is still light, like it's filled with a million beating wings, but he realizes that it's not from vertigo.

It's happiness. 

The sheer, overwhelming exhilaration of knowing Eddie made it, that they're both free and together and never parting again. Of knowing this is real. 

They soar through the clouds, with the constellations close enough to touch, the earth spanning far below them like something from a dream. And if they never touch ground again? Steve thinks he wouldn’t mind one tiny bit. 

Next part

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[god-has-entered-my-body]

Summer 75 // Skinny Dipping - Matty Healy

A/N: fluffy and sweet, love these prompts sm

-day three-

content warnings: fluffy, midly suggestive, mentions of drugs (weed)

“Are you sure this is a sound idea? What if someone sees us?”

Your voice is slightly panicked as Matty starts stripping off the first layers of his clothes, bright sun reflecting off his newly bare chest. The grass between your toes is damp as you approach the edge of the lake, the soft crash of blue against green as the wind steers the water calming. It’s nearing sunset, the sky slowly turning a deep orange as the sun makes its way west, a part of it disappearing behind mountains on the horizon. 

“If they see us then good on them, it’ll be a fucking great view.” Matty giggles, gesturing to his half naked body, toned from spending most of the summer running from coppers and helping George empty his god-awful shed, his hands covered in rough calluses from the physical labor. Still, he has this feminine aura about him, radiating a certain soft energy despite his now more prominent muscles, tattoos stretching slightly to accommodate the mass. 

The zipper of his jeans echoes through the field as he peels the material off of him, left in only his boxers and the copious amounts of jewelry littering his body, the silver glimmering in the light. You’re still clothed, clad in shorts and an ill-fitting shirt you got from the charity shop, the sleeves slightly too loose on the otherwise alright top. Matty watches as you hook your fingers under the hem of your shirt, grabbing it and pulling it off you. 

He smirks once he sees what he really wanted to see; your tits in that pretty purple bra he loves so much. It barely covers anything so that you’re practically spilling out of it, a faint blush dusting your cheeks as his eyes rake over you shamelessly. 

Matty takes a step closer to you, his hands finding the button of your shorts, toying with the plastic.

“You’re fucking fit, yeah? God, I don't deserve you at all.” he pulls you close by the belt loops, pressing an almost chaste kiss to your glossed lips, making you break out into a fond smile at the sweet gesture. You let him undo your bottoms, slipping them down your thighs and off you, leaving both of you in your underwear. Matty’s arms snake around you to unclasp your bra, distracting you with peppering kisses in the crook of your neck as he does, the clothing falling to the ground softly. “Now we’re even.” you mutter, both of you in equal states of undress, technically.

The pile of clothes beneath you is ever growing as Matty takes off his boxers, humming lowly as the sun hits every inch of his body. He tosses them to the ground, half hanging out of the bag at your feet as you take in the breathtaking sight of him, glowing in the summer sunset. 

You mirror his movements, ridding yourself of your last bit of clothing, the both of you inches away from the cool water of the lake. 

Suddenly, you feel Matty hands on you, hooking around your back and hurling you towards his chest bridal style, your legs flailing as you shout at him to put you down, playfully beating his chest. You feel like you’re in a romcom and this is the closing scene, a film where the couple lives happily ever after and the credits roll, some sappy love song playing softly in the background. 

Matty is your romcom, your happy ending, your love song, the melody of his laughter fueling the fire that is your mutual affection for each other, that fire burning so bright it blinds you to everything else that is bad in the world, ridding you of all worry. His hands are soft against your skin as he carries you in his arms, pressing wet kisses to your collar bones as he walks into the water, it being warmer than you had originally anticipated. 

He finally lets you go once most of your body is submerged, letting you float for a few seconds as water fills your ears, muting the world around you. You laugh as Matty dunks his own head under the water, his curls sticking flat against his face, soaking wet and heavy. The volume is gone, making him almost unrecognizable if you didn't see him not three seconds before he got wet. 

There's a mischievous glint in his eye as he comes back up, towering over you in the shallow water. You barely have any time to react as he splashes water directly into your face, some of it getting in your eyes., squealing like a child the entire time. 

The giddy smile that spreads on to his face as you huff is one you won't ever forget, the pure joy visible in his expression warming your great as you splash back, even going as far as to lunge yourself onto his back, fighting him until he reluctantly let you ‘drown’ him, giggling as he feigned struggle knowing just how easily he could overpower you. 

But he won’t, he doesn't want to, his soft hand caressing yours under the water as he presses loving kisses all over your face, grinning at you wildly as you admire the way the orange light falls over his delicate features, painting them in a warm hue. 

The world around you disappears as Matty touches your shoulder, pulling you in for an endlessly long hug, time as you know it coming to a full stop as his skin is against yours, searing hot yet relievingly cool. You feel every feeling all at once but at the same time you feel nothing, this weird mush of emotions rushing through you dizzyingly as he holds you under the slowly appearing stars.

Water patters on the massive rock east of the lake as Matty sits himself down onto it, boxers clinging to his wet skin. He brings his knees up to his chest as he watches you approach, clad in your bra and panties, also sticking to you uncomfortably. You roll your eyes when he bites his lip at you, and exaggerated wink making you groan in annoyance. The sun had set almost completely, leaving bright white stars shimmering in the deep night sky, the moon slightly visible behind one of the scattered clouds. 

You had gone back to get Matty’s weed, which he had cleverly stashed in a pocket in your bag, his ugly yellow grinder tucked away next to the small baggie. It was a gift from Hann for his 15th birthday, covered in weird green spots that made it look moldy from a certain angle, replusing you. But you didn't have anything else, so his one will have to do. 

Matty loved watching you roll his spliffs for him, staring at your mouth whenever you licked it closed, loving the sight of your tongue dragging along the paper slowly, reminding him of something else-

The wind makes it hard to light at first, almost burning your hand on the flame. Matty takes the piss, watching intently as you finally do light it, the water softly splashing in the background. The scene is peaceful, a soft breeze running through your hair as you pass the spliff between the two of you, taking deep drags as the moon comes out from behind the clouds, reflecting off the water. 

Matty swears when he almost drops the spliff into the lake, barely getting his grip on it before it hits the water, your giggles making him roll his eyes like a moody preteen. Crickets chirp quietly as Matty takes you into his arms, pressing your back to his chest gently as his fingers bring the spliff to your lips, telling you to “Breathe in, darling.” in that low, raspy voice he gets when he’s high, making goosebumps break out over your skin, barely visible under the moonlight 

[smutty-ki113r]

🍿Ticci Toby 🍿|| Bubble Pop Electric

NSFW||~ One shot x afab gn!reader, includes- slight exhibitionism, virginity loss, mutual masturbation, biting, creampie, minors—dni (3.2k)

Inspired by: Gwen Stefani

“Toby when are you getting here?” you sighed into the phone, twisting the coil with your fingers and leaning against the wall.

“I’ll be there soon, did you pick a place?” He says back, and you can hear the grin in his voice.

You bit your lip and whisper, “drive in movies”. It’s a nice private place, plus, lots of people your age went there, it was a popular date spot. For good reason obviously, in the confined space of your car there was nobody watching.

It was nerve wracking, this plan you were trying to set in motion. Your heart was beating hard against your rib cage, a heat tingling between your legs just at the thought of what was going to happen tonight.

“Perfect, be there in 5” he said, hanging up. The excitement was building up in your stomach, butterflies going wild and flying all over your stomach, or maybe that was just your heart pumping. You went back to your room for last minute touches, red lipstick and perfume.

When you heard the knock on the door you bolted, opening it to find the tall handsome man who was your boyfriend. Messy brown hair that he tried to comb but ultimately failed, a leather jacket, a rose in his hand extended to you and a boyish grin that he wore so perfectly.

You swooned, receiving the rose and stepping out to embrace him. He gave you a swift kiss on the head and a squeeze on your waist that sent a shiver down your spine, “c’mon, movie starts at 8:00pm” he flashed his watch at you, it was 7:45pm.

He opened the door to his convertible red 1969 Chevy Camaro for you, closing the door and getting in himself. Speeding off towards the drive in theater with an arm over your shoulders.

You looked forward and saw that gorgeous fall sunset, the orange light illuminating his fair skin and the metal lining of the car. The cool air on your cheeks, making you blush, your hair whipping back.

Once you arrived, he paid the 25 cents entrance fee and found a spot near the back, just in time too. They were already playing the credits, soon the movie would start. He made a run for the popcorn stand and got a bucket for the both of you, some candy and soda.

He put the cover back on the car in case it rained, and to give you that extra ounce of heat and privacy, that combined with the dark sky and everybody focused on the movie was heavenly, it was a perfect night.

You gave him a kiss on the cheek and snuggled up close to him as the movie started. At first you were sort of invested, eating some popcorn and sharing soda with him, leaning your head against his shoulder.

He gave you his jacket, draping it over you so you wouldn’t be cold. You cozied up to him and pressed your nose to the leather, it smelled like him too. A soft smile made it’s way to your lips as the picture opened it’s first scene. He glanced at you and sighed happily, you were the epitome of beauty to him.

Toby’s arm around you, protectively holding you as if someone might steal you away, there was no movie moment more perfect than this one. It was pure bliss.

His hand found yours, intertwining with your fingers and playing with you. Resting his hand firmly on your thigh and stroking it softly. You threw him a stare but he was focused on the movie apparently. He was flirty this way, and it drove you mad; because he would insist that he was just fidgeting, but this was not just a quirk.

You gave a little huff, not loud or nearly desperate enough for him to give you what you wanted. He kept squeezing, kept stroking and getting closer to your inner thighs. Your mind couldn’t help but wander off to a fantasy of him fucking you into the backseat, his heated kisses muffling your moans, his hands touching every part of you, and thats exactly what he was aiming to do.

“Toby” you whined, giving him these big puppy dog eyes. He gave you a mischievous smile.

“What?!” He asked, his eyes bright as they trained on you.

“You’re doing that thing again” you sighed, motioning to his hand and the way he was caressing your skin.

“Oh, am I?” He asked. “Do you want me to stop?” He asked, knowing you would cry out ‘no’. It was pure evil, falling right into his hands, he just loved to hear you beg, loved to hear you plead for him to give you what you needed. “What do you want babe?”

It was a set up, there was no way it wasn’t. But you couldn’t stop yourself from doing exactly what he wanted. “Toby…” you grumbled, “fuck you always make this so hard” you stressed. “I want you” you pleaded, your cheeks tinted red at the lewd implication of the words coming out of your mouth.

He gave a coy smile, kissing your lips first deeply, kissing your neck in its soft spot next. His hand sliding further up your thighs till he reached the flesh of your intimate area. Switching hands so he could put his arm around you again, and use the other to reach you better.

His eyes remained on the movie, as if it were just a simple activity to pass the time, while his fingers moved slowly on your cunt. Rubbing you through the cloth of your panties. You had to spread your legs to give him more access, it was embarrassing, but he liked that.

Toby had on a little smirk, his hand up your skirt, rubbing circles around your clit. Your legs spread like that, him acting like nothing was happening. The fact that he was restraining that ounce of pleasure you craved so desperately.

You begged, a soft “please” coming from your trembling lips. That- he couldnt resist. His fingers slipping in between your panties to feel your soaked cunt. He let out a grunt at the feeling, it was so tight when he carefully let a finger in.

Toby imagined the delight of your pussy wrapped around him, hot and wet and squeezing his cock like a vice. The two of you had never gone that far before, just oral and grinding on eachother till he came in his pants and you were throbbing in yours.

“How does it feel baby?” He asked, his throat tight, his entire body heated with the desire to take you right then and right there. He had to seriously restrain himself, his cock straining painfully in his jeans.

Your eyes were hazy, brows furrowed in a lewd expression. Answering his question even though his fingers were knuckle deep in your hole. “So good- don’t stop Toby”

That was all it took to bring his full attention to you again, his lips parted slightly as they pressed against yours. Moving in tandem and holding the back of your head to guide you while he tasted you. Putting in a second finger to stretch you out, to make sure he reached those gushy parts you that made you squeal.

“Fuck” he cursed, “did I really make you this wet?” He asked, watching you nod your head quickly and hold space just enough to touch the tip of his nose with your own. Heavy, hot breaths colliding in the air between you.

Toby was infatuated, his cock hard and pressing against the cloth of his pants, begging to be released. You reached over to stroke him through the cloth, his face was one of warning, if you kept at that, he was going to lose all control.

It was tempting, but you just continued touching him lightly. It was like bliss, both of you touching each other. “Fuck I love it when you do that” he panted. Sneaking in a third finger and watching your expression as he pumped his digits in and out of you.

Your heart almost exploded watching a group of people pass by the side of your car, you almost wouldn’t have noticed if they hadn’t been laughing so hard. Instinctively closing your legs around his hand and squeezing, eyes following them nervously even though they weren’t even paying attention.

Toby gave a little grunt as your hand rested over his budge, his eyes focused on the movie, as if he could ever be focused on that screen and not on you.

“Someone could see” you whispered, “this is risky”, but you didn’t move your hand away, you didn’t want to.

He smirked mischievously, his gaze glowing in the dimly lit car as he watched you. “Thats what makes it exciting” he almost panted, so fucking horny for you, his hands twitching to touch you and his cock begging to be buried inside of you. You couldn’t disagree with that smile, you melted at every word.

Deciding to make big moves and undo the zipper on his pants, his breath hitched but he steadied, rubbing your clit in gentle circles while you fished him out and started stroking him. He was girthy, your hand didn’t wrap all the way around him, you shivered at the thought of him inside you.

It was all so lewd, sitting shotgun and leaned back with his fingers inside of you and your hand around his cock. His chest rising and falling unsteadily and both of you watching the movie, neither of you paying attention. The dialogue of the motion picture background to your fast paced breaths concealed in the safety of his car.

You were beet red, hair messy, too nervous to ask him to move into the backseat. He could sense your tension, asking if you were comfortable. The man was always so considerate, picking up on when you wanted or needed something.

You motioned to the back and he took the hint, shoving himself back in his pants while he moved to the back and pat the seat to encourage you to come to him.

Already your head was fuzzy, but now he had you laid down on his leather seats and things were being taken to the next level. “Toby” you whispered, looking up and catching his face in your hands, “I think tonight is the night”

He gave a sharp inhale and asked “really?”, you laughed at his ability to hold in eagerness, but it was true, he had never pushed you, he waited till you were okay and actually wanted it, till you craved it like he did.

“Yes” you giggled, watching him bury his head in your neck so he could start kissing again. His hair in your face, you could smell his shampoo, it was cinnamon spice.

“I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good babe” he growled, his hands twitching as he started grabbing every part of available skin. “I’ve gotta stretch you out first, so you can take me”

You were throbbing at his dirty talk, excited for all the things he said he would do. His forehead pressed to yours once again so he could look in your eyes while he slid two fingers in again. Your cunt making wet noises that combined with your lewd expressions were driving him crazy.

“You’re so fucking tight” he cursed, “I can’t wait to be inside you, to feel you”

You were choking on your words, there was so much you wanted to say, but it wouldn’t come out. You were too caught up in the moment, too enamorated with the absolute man on top of you. “I’m ready” you managed to get out, “I need you”

Toby said nothing, taking out his throbbing cock once again. He was pulsing with unimaginable desire, one only you could satisfy. He hovered over you, rubbing your clit with his tip just to tease you, and to calm some of your nerves. He edged it on your opening, waiting for your consent.

His hands found yours again, intertwining fingers and squeezing tight to let you know he appreciated you and wasn’t going to let you go. “I think I’m in love with you” you breathed out, his face of pure joy and delight was the best reaction you could have imagined.

“I love you too” he responded, “let me show you how much I do” he breathed, another hand on your hip to guide you while he slid the first few inches in and watched your face contort as you struggled to take him.

You were panting, your body on fire from his delicate touches. “I need you to fill me” you gasped, pulsing around him and milking him. With your simple plead he couldn’t refuse, he had to satisfy you; bottoming out till his balls pressed against your ass.

“Oh fuck” he cursed under his breath, his lips parted as he leaned in and pressed impatient kisses on your neck, sucking and leaving marks, nibbling while he rolled his hips out and back in to adjust to a pace that would be comfortable for you. You whined softly in his ear at him stretching you out.

“Yeah just like that” he said in between kisses, his grip on you so furious he was sure to leave marks. His unruly hair now more unkempt than before, cascading over his face when he looked down at you taking his cock deep inside your wet pussy.

His tip pressing into the farthest bits of you and his length rubbing against your walls, making you all sensitive. Your body reacting just as he needed, arching into him. His thrusts speeding up just because he was so needy, his noises uncontainable except for when he was kissing your skin.

His teeth pulling at your bottom lip and almost drawing blood, his gentleness was fading as he got more and more lost to the rabbit hole of pleasure you provided him with. He wanted to fuck you until you couldn’t speak and your legs were shaking. “Oh Toby-“ you cried.

Your brows furrowed and your face faded in an expression of pure ecstasy, the way his hips were slamming against you reminding you that you were in public and could be caught red handed any minute.

“People might hear” you whispered in his ear, telling him with the last bit of your sanity. Truth is he was fucking you so hard the car moving was already a giveaway. His expression showed just a hint of deviance, the rest of his face was lust and determination.

“Let them” He growled as he bit you again, “I don’t give a shit” he admitted, too far gone to think about consequences. “Want them to know you’re mine” he panted, pulling you towards him so he could feel every bit of you, “only mine” he said possessively, his tone low with warning.

His body was so perfectly connected with yours, you felt so sensitive in places you had never even considered before, your inner thighs where his hands traced you shakily before gripping; your neck that he was busy abusing. It was almost over stimulating, to feel him mold himself into your hole.

But you were in so much bliss, the way he split you in two was too delicious to overthink. “Oh- oh~” you cried, eyes shut and legs wrapped tight around him, if he kept going just like this you would cum soon. You tried to let him know, to warm him- but it all came out like jumbled groans and whimpers. All you managed was “I- I-m gonna”

Toby, who was whispering nonsense while he pounded you, disregarded your noises, it was all too much for him, your body so warm and delightful. He was already lost to your pleasure, mumbling out “tight- tight- so fucking tight-“, his hands gripping your ass, balls heavy while they slapped against your cunt.

You couldnt take it any longer, feeling yourself reach a thrilling peak, squeezing his girthy cock in pulses. To which he kept cursing, his expression read only as divine satisfaction. “That’s right- just let yourself go” he managed to praise before he completely lost his cool.

Your body limp in his strong arms, he held you up, supporting you and keeping you safe. You had never felt more secure than tangled in the backseat of his car with his dick hilted inside of you. While you rode out your orgasm he pressed against the small of your back and switched positions.

He was sitting up, you on his lap facing him, his cock still stretching out your pretty wet pussy. “Rest against me babe” he said, taking a slight breather and letting you lean your forehead against his. Looking deep in his dark eyes, your face flushed and your lip open. Toby didn’t hesitate to kiss it, his own lips parted in whispers and praises that he muttered in between displays of affection.

You were too tired, trying to grind and ride him, his hands soft on your ass to guide you. “It’s okay” he said, “let me” his legs spread slightly to buck up and fill your slutty little cunt with his shaft. You moaned and cried out his name, to which he only went harder.

“I’m gonna fill you up” he said, “gonna fill you up with my cum, my pretty little baby” he said, his hips rolling up and his tip reaching your cervix. Pressing into all the most delicious places. “Oh fuck”, the sounds you were making together were so lewd, breaths intertwined in the heat between you.

His composure faltering and his hips bucking wildly until he pulled you down, his arms hugging you so tightly while he cried your name and spilled deep in you. His hot cum filling you up, it was so much but you took it, panting and kissing him once again while he twitched inside of you. Your tight pussy milking out every drop of him.

“You did so good for me” he said, catching his breath and moving your hair out of your face so he could look at you. The most gorgeous thing in the world, he wanted to see you while you still took his cock inside of him. You almost couldnt believe he had just popped your cherry in the backseat.

“That’s my pretty baby” he caressed your cheek, kissing it swiftly. You saw that big grin return to his face, he was going to be teasing you now, “giving me all your love in the backseat”

[theyjusthowl]

It's wip monday, again!!!

Yeah, so I'm still working on this thing and I've hit kind of a rut. I'm just not sure where I want to go and I'd love to bounce back some ideas so if you're up for it hit me up? My beta is out of commission until further notice so at this point I'm just desperate to dump my sterek feels on anyone who'll listen.

Anyway, here's a snippet. This is all the same WIP, it's about to hit 70k now and I'm dying over here. If you ever wondered where Stiles had gone when I posted the first snippet, this is where: college, but like as far away as possible. Have at it.

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It happens a couple more times, Stiles just never tells Isaac what he's really thinking. They just go back and forth, Stiles coming up with more and more ridiculous career paths he could take, almost always involving some kind of joke about dying.

(Isaac has an inkling that Stiles doesn't trust him not to run to Derek. And he'd be right, because Stiles is the brains of this operation. At this point, Isaac is sure he's the whole operation, if Scott's attempts at growing their cutesy blended pack are anything to go by. He's not loving Derek's odds, to be honest.)

Around the same time the rest of the pack start panicking about their options, Stiles tells Isaac he’s made up his mind. The Colorado School of Mines.

Isaac hugs him awkwardly. “Tell me this isn’t because you want the ground to open up and swallow you.”

“I’m actually thinking of Aerospace Engineering so I can maybe fuck off into the sunset. Do you think there are werewolves on Mars?” Stiles says. "Please tell me Derek hates long flights."

They share a quiet laugh and then Isaac is up close in his space, hugging him. Stiles hangs on, fists pressed into his eyes, chin hooked over Isaac’s shoulder. They don’t let go for a long time.

Graduation comes and goes. Choices are made, suitcases are packed, tears are shed, all the usual works. Derek doesn’t reach out. It’s been a month and Stiles hasn’t been to the forest, or near the loft, or anywhere for that matter. He hasn’t told Scott yet.

He drives to the clinic late one night. He knows that Scott will be there, even if it’s after hours on a Sunday, because it has always been his safe space. Stiles cries bitterly behind the steering wheel and gathers his bearings in time to catch Scott exiting, turning off the lights and locking the door behind him.

Stiles tells Scott that he’s leaving and Scott’s whole body flops. He doesn’t question his friend on this.

They hug on the sidewalk because Stiles has made a choice that he can’t unmake, that opens a riff between them.

It could be easy. Stiles knows it could be so easy. If he wanted to stay, all he had to do was ask, and Derek would just leave, sever all ties with Scott’s pack and never look back.

The thing is, Stiles doesn’t need to ask, because this is the hill that he will choose to die on every single time, willingly, with a passion. He leaves because he hasn’t been the better man, ever, but also because he unwaveringly chooses to take a stand for Derek over Scott, a thousand times over, bite or no bite.

Stiles’ departure spreads their friendship thin because if he was a shapeshifter, if he was anything remotely otherly at all, he’d go lone wolf before submitting to Scott, but they both know he would submit to Derek, in a heartbeat, with his life.

(Scott knows, because Stiles has been his brother all these years, that he would happily crawl his way through the marshy banks of the Styx river to bring any of them back, but if only one of them could make it out alive, Scott also knows that he would watch his best friend disappear into the depths of Hades to stay with Derek.

So they hug, and they cry quietly, and Scott doesn’t ask Stiles to reconsider, because the second the words are out of his mouth, Scott feels the bond breaking.)

[milkdoone]

bad idea right?

*kinda based off the song bad idea right by olivia rodrigo*

a/n : haven't written in a while so i apologize if it's lowk ass

word count: 905

warnings : peter's lowk an asshole but it's okay because it's him :3 , they get a lil intimate at the end but it's nothing really explicit

background : y/n and peter recently broke up due to complications. it was a messy breakup, leaving both frustrated yet missing the other and wishing they handled it better. gwen, y/n's best friend, tells her that it's for the best and that she shouldn't give into him. now y/n loves gwen, she really does, but what happens when peter texts her that he misses her?

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it's been 3 weeks since they broke up, 3 long and hard rough weeks for y/n. she's frustrated with the idea of not being able to greet him with a kiss everyday before class or hold his hand throughout the halls. having a class with him doesn't help either. everyday he walks in with that fluffy brown hair of his, that sexy blue shirt on, or that famillar attractive scent that lingers wherever he goes. it drives her crazy knowing that they aren't together anymore.

she stares at him from across class, almost daydreaming of the day they get back together and run away into the sunset, ready to live their happily ever after.

"hey !" a famillar voice wakes her up

she turns to the voice and sees that it's her best friend, gwen stacy. her scolding face is all that y/n needs to know what she's going to say.

"stop thinking about him..and stop staring too. don't forget y/n he treated you like shit. he forgot anniversaries, your own birthday, and god must i continue y/n?!" the blonde raised her voice as her friend only looked at her with a disappointed frown. she inhales and exhales deeply before switching her tone of voice to something more softer and less harsh.

"look...i know you love him but you just have to move on. it was agonizing seeing you get treated like that. you don't deserve that honey" she gently spoke, resting a hand on her shoulder

"but gwen he's so cute ! when he walks into class looking so good it's like he's inviting me to take him back !" y/n pouted as gwen only groaned

"you're missing the point y/n ! he ended things and didn't even bother trying to put in effort." the bell had rang, breifly interupting her setence "...don't go chasing after someone who treats you like dirt. especially if they don't want anything to do with you. now cmon let's go, we have a test next period" gwen said as she left class

y/n followed behind gwen, her mind now racing with gwen's advice and flashbacks of her and peter's relationship. her words echo throughout all the memories. for a split second she's ready to take gwen's advice but when she sees peter walking past her, she forgets everything she was just told.

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later that night y/n sat in her room watching a movie, hoping it'll take her mind off her ex boyfriend. as the movie plays, y/n can feel herself drifiting off to sleep. her eyes got tired and weary before the ding of her phone interupted her slumber.

"you up?"

"i miss you"

her eyes nearly pop out of her head when she sees the messages. her heart sinks to the floor when she recongizes that it's peter who texted her. without thinking and in a panic she calls gwen. as the phone rings y/n paces throughout her room, praying that she picks up.

"hey y/n what's up? everything okay?" gwen's voice rings from the other side with concern

"he texted me ! he fucking texted me gwen !" y/n shouts

"oh my god really? what did he say?"

"asked if i was up and said he missed me. oh my god gwen what do i do?? i talked about taking him back but now that i have a chance to i don't even know !!! gwen cmon help me you're like the angel on my shoulder and i'm my own devil on the other side"

"okay first thing's first, you don't reply. you leave him on delievered and you keep him on delivered. no matter what he says or texts you, don't even consider giving in alright?"

y/n's phone dings one more time, loud enough for gwen to hear as well. it was another text from peter.

"open your window pretty girl. miss you so much. can't stand being away from you anymore"

her heartbeat was pumping. he was just outside and the opportunity of getting him back was just at the finger tips.

"y/n? you okay? what was that? who texted you?" gwen's voice on the other end was becoming static. she couldn't think about anything but letting him back into her home, and into her life. she opens the window and just outside is peter and god did he look good.

"hey pretty girl" he grinned as he let himself in

he took her by the waist and kissed her passionately. in that moment y/n was gone, she didn't care if gwen would scold her, all that mattered to her was that she was finally with peter again. his touch beginning to make her body melt like putty.

"god i missed that so much..." he panted, breath heavy from the kiss he just shared with y/n

"y/n is that peter??? what is he doing there? did you take him back? oh my god y/n i told you-" she was cut short by peter hanging up the phone. he tossed it to the side and continue to kiss her.

he slowly brought her down to her bed, slowly trailing down from her lips to her neck. she's too lost in him to say anything and too deep to turn back. her mind goes blank as she feels him reach those famillar spots he always knew how to reach. god did she miss him so.

[sangoqueenkoko]

ALHAITHAM

slow dancing in the dark

Fluff

listen to the song linked if you like^^

a favourite, it’s by Joji so of course it is a favourite! the first song by Joji I got into.

MAIN MASTERLIST | DENDRO MASTERLIST

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Summary: slow dancing in the dark with Alhaitham.

Warnings? Some swear words in the lyrics, but nothing graphic!

Sorry it took a little longer than expected to finish and then upload, I lacked motivation for a little while.

Contains Alhaitham of course!

Originally started before the release of 3.3!

I don't want a friend (just me) I want my life in two (my life in two) Just one more night Waiting to get there Waiting for you (all night) I'm done fighting all night (waiting for you)

It was a lukewarm evening in Sumeru, the nilotpala lotuses laying on the waters surface and the Sumeru Roses by the waters edge lightly blowing in the breeze. They glowed softly, creating a small sea of light wherever you looked, the lights and the distant sunset reflecting on the water, back onto the hills beside it. All creating this small paradise, an area for someone to get away and leave the troubles of the world behind for a little while.

Such as you and Alhaitham needed a well deserved break from everyone in the city, so you two would periodically come here.

Once you two got there Alhaitham was the first to take off his shoes and stand in the hollow end of the water, it was warm.

"My dear?" he smiled as he offered a hand out to you, his other hand behind his back while he bowed slightly, treating you like the royalty he knew. Which you happily accepted. You took off your shoes and joined him.

When I'm around slow dancing in the dark Don't follow me, you'll end up in my arms You have made up your mind I don't need no more signs Can you? Can you?

He pulled you close to him, both of your hands in his. He looked at you lovingly before you both began to slow dance in the dark to the sounds of nature.

Give me reasons we should be complete You should be with him, I can't compete You looked at me like I was someone else, oh well Can't you see? (Can't you see?) I don't wanna slow dance (I don't want to slow dance) In the dark Dark

You should be with him. Alhaitham. You looked at him as if he was the only person in the world, he was the only person that currently mattered.

And, to him, you were the only person that mattered to him. He looked at you as if you were the only person the in world.

Slow dancing was one of the best things you two could ever do.

When you gotta run Just hear my voice in you (my voice in you) Shutting me out of you (shutting me out of you) Doing so great (so great, so great) You

If there was ever a disagreement between you both, it would be minuscule, not worth the tease. And in the end, you would always run back into his arms, which he was forever happy about. As were you.

And he would always be back in yours if he ever had to go and leave to handle some business somewhere in Port Ormos or the desert, you both always yearned for that the second he leaves.

Used to be the one (used to be the one) To hold you when you fall Yeah, yeah, yeah (when you fall, when you fall) I don't fuck with your tone (I don't fuck with your tone) I don't wanna go home (I don't wanna go home) Can it be one night? Can you? Can you?

If either of you ever thought that you weren't the one for each other, then you were wrong for sure. No other tone was taken apart from the calm tone, you never rose your voices at each other, and most likely never will.

On nights just like these, the two of you slow dancing in the dark, you don't want to go home. You could just stay out all night and dance without a care for anything else around you. And some nights you did, for hours on end, you never noticed the stars and moon passing over you until the sky starts to become a shade of purples then oranges.

You had given him every reason to be complete, you can't be with anyone else, he can't compete, because he will always win. Despite his stubborn side, he will always be soft with you. You look at no one else with the way you look at him.

Give me reasons we should be complete You should be with him, I can't compete You looked at me like I was someone else, oh well Can't you see? I don't wanna slow dance (I don't want to slow dance) In the dark Dark In the dark Dark

You both love dancing in the dark, can't you see?

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

Have the Prince Wilbur/Tactician Dream au. I spent all day writing this and have edited exactly zero, but fuck it.

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It had been unwise, he knew that even as he collapsed into the grass. Anyone could have stumbled across him while he was sleeping. If he had been particularly unlucky he'd have woken up strapped to a table five minutes before he stopped being able to wake up at all, and then what would have this all been for? Wasted effort, wasted gain.

But he had been running nonstop for days, only stopping to shelter from the rain and eat. Sleep had been put on the backburner, and he was paying for it now; his steps were blistering with pain as his body shrieked its disapproval. He hadn't visited any village for fear they would recognize his face (foolish way to get caught, he'd have to craft a mask) so his supplies had been running dangerously thin by the time he had made it out of the desert and into the plains.

Dream did not know this country. He didn't know any country, really; letting your future world destroying sacrifice wander the world was considered highly impractical, after all. This country's border was simply the closest to him. It helped that they were supposedly enemies, and therefore the cultists were unlikely to follow him successfully.

 (This he knew, of course, because when you have a world destroying sacrifice, you should always inform it of which direction it should start its slaughter.)

Regardless, as soon as the grass began to reach his shoulders, he felt the fatigue he had pushed away over and over slamming into him like a wave. No more, his body begged, we can't go on anymore.

He was on his back now. The height of the grass would protect him, he justified in his exhaustion. He was deep enough into the plains that he wouldn't be found. It was night, a new moon in fact; too dark for anyone to see him. It would only be for a few hours. It would be fine.

The stars gathered above him in a glorious haze of light. Even if he was caught, it would be worth getting to see a sky unpolluted by light. Freedom was sweet.

He slept well into the dawn.

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"Wilbur! Oi! I found some guy, I think he might be dead or something."

Tommy had such a way with words, Wilbur thought with dry amusement. He raised his hand at Techno, who was grumbling in the distance about something or another, and went to push through the wheat to where Tommy was kicking up a fuss.

 It was hardly befitting a prince to get their hands dirty with the more physical work. It was something more properly suited to the pawns on the board, a set of lesser knights. His brothers had always been very hands on rough and tumble types however, so Wilbur took it upon himself to join their border patrol escapades. They really needed someone looking out for them. What kind of brother would let his family go off so close to a threat without someone to guide them safely? A foolish one. Irresponsible. Maybe Tommy could get away with that, but Wilbur would never forgive himself.

"For someone so tall, you're sure bad at keeping up, Wilbur." A voice said behind him. Techno lightly bumped his shoulders as he passed, the force controlled so as not to bruise Wilbur against his armor. He began cutting down some of the grass with his sword.

"Not all of us are built like a charging bull, dear brother." Wilbur quipped. Techno rolled his eyes and cleared an easier path to travel. Wilbur happily followed in his wake, raising his hand to block out the light of the sunset.

"Took you both long enough," Tommy scowled as they approached. He crossed his arms. "I was about to start rooting through his pockets."

"You mean you haven't already? Shocker." Techno said. He held his sword loosely, but did not put it away. Tommy rolled his eyes. 

"He's breathing, which means he might be a witch, which means you're supposed to check him for traps first. You made a promise, so you have to!"

"You could just stop trying to loot things that are clearly not dead." 

"Don't be a pussy," Tommy replied, and swung his healing staff at Techno's face. Techno caught it easily.

"That's enough, Tommy," Wilbur said quickly before they could roughhouse. "You said you were going to show us this man."

A few feet behind Tommy there was a lump in a patch of disturbed wheat. Obviously the person Tommy had stumbled upon. Wilbur pushed away the grass and leaned forward to see what they were working with.

His breath caught in his chest.

The man before him felt like something out of a fairy story his mother used to tell. The wheat around them seemed a dull yellow compared to the threaded gold of his hair. His skin was sun-kissed, a little burned around his freckled cheeks, but thankfully he was mostly protected by a large green coat. Dirt flecked his cheekbones, expression soft in sleep. He could have been the son of Apollo.

A sleeping beauty, meant to be awoken by a prince. This was something close to fate.

"The fuck is doing passed out in this field, you think?"

Wilbur winced, and turned away from the gorgeous sprawl to hiss. "Keep your voice down."

"He should probably be woken up, his skin is going to peel at this rate." Techno noted. He made no movement to lean down, however, waiting for Wilburs decision. Rightfully.

"It's his own fault. There's a village right over there. He could've just made them take him in." Tommy said.

Techno frowned. "Not if he's trying to hide something." 

"And that's why you should let me look through his pockets."

"No, Tommy."

"Gentlemen," Wilbur spoke, drawing his brother's attention. "I think our sleeping beauty here must be awoken before we decide anything about him."

Techno snorted, and Tommy squawked at the word 'beauty,' but it was wholly irrelevant as a soft groan rose from the ground. He was awake.

His fairytale man blinked wearily, obviously still exhausted (the poor thing. Wilbur would make sure his next rest would be on silk sheets.) His eyes found Wilbur's first. A soft noise came from his throat, questioning.

"Hello there," Wilbur smiled gently. "I see you've woken up."

His eyes traced Wilburs face, and Wilbur felt the incredible urge to write poetry about the shades of green hidden within.

"Where…?" His fairytale spoke rough with sleep. 

"The hell are doing out on the border, man? Terrible place to sleep." Tommy leaned forward. Wilbur gave him a stern look, but his fairytale merely squinted. He attempted to push himself up.

"Please, allow me." Wilbur said. He offered his hand, and the man took it after a moment's hesitation. This hand was ungloved, he noted. An odd tattoo twisted patterns into its skin. It was as beautiful as the rest of him, and when Wilbur pulled him up he made sure to press a kiss to the large X on the back of it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my good man." He hummed, ignoring Tommy's gagging and Techno's burning stare. "Might I have your name?"

His fairytale did not stutter or blush in embarrassment as he expected. Instead he tilted his head. "... Dream."

"A fitting name for someone as lovely as you." Truly, the gods had good humor. 

Dream raised his head to look at the darkening sky, his figure eclipsing the sun. He barely seemed to acknowledge them at all. "Thank you. I hadn't meant to sleep that long. I'll be out of your way, then."

"Wait!" Wilbur grasped his arm, alarmed. "My compatriot is right, it was strange to find someone asleep so close to the border. Are you perhaps in need of shelter? There's a village nearby, we can take you there."

"I think I'll be alright." Dream eyed his grip warily. "I hadn't meant for that to happen. It was a one time thing."

"What, are you homeless?" Techno spoke up. Dream froze. "Cause if you're walking around here and refuse to take shelter, it sounds a lot like you're homeless."

"I'm not homeless." Dream hissed, and tugged out of Wilburs' grasp. Wilbur turned and glared at Techno, but he looked unrepentant. 

"There's no shame if you are, man. I'm sure we can set you up with a house, something a lot better than an empty field with no roof."

"I have a house!" Dream said indignantly, looking more upset by the minute. Wilbur felt the strings escape his fingers, his sweet fairytale falling out of his reach.

"Then let us escort you to it." Techno said mildly. His face was impassive, but there was a familiar danger in his tone. He was suspicious of Dream, Wilbur realized. "It's not safe out here with the increasing border skirmishes, Dream. It'd be better for all of us if we took you home."

Dream raised himself to his full height. He was still shorter than both Wilbur and Techno. "I'm not going to let some strangers follow me home. I'm not an idiot."

"Oh really?" Techno raised an eyebrow. "Then I'd really like to hear how you managed to miss that you were talking to the prince of this kingdom."

Dream blanched. "What?!"

"You heard me. If you really had a house around here, you should be a kingdom citizen, or at the very least recognize the symbols on my armor. So you're not from our country." Techno nodded at him. "You wanna explain why a Plegian is sneaking into Ylisse when we're on the brink of war?"

"I never said my house was around here." Dream muttered. "And it's none of your business."

"Everything involving my family's lands is my business."

"Well I'm not gonna be here long. This was just the quickest way out of the country. I'll head north and be out of your lands soon."

Tommy spoke up, settling his staff on his shoulder. "What're you running from? Can't be that bad if you're one of them."

"Tommy," Wilbur scolded, feeling a prickle of distress as Dream's face shuttered. "That's not how it works. People run for a lot of reasons, and I suspect in a place with so much turmoil, Dream would have plenty of reasons to want to escape."

Tommy shrunk. Dream was silent for a moment. When he did speak, it was with obvious reluctance. "I was… a tactician, of sorts. Trained in strategy. Meant to serve at the capital."

Techno's grip tightened on his sword, but Dream didn't backpeddle. "They were going to use me. They wanted to use me to- to win the war. The future war. And I refused, because I don't agree with it. I don't want to be a warmonger. But that's not something you can ordinarily turn down, so I left."

They were going to kill me, he didn't say, underneath the tense air. I ran, I'm still running. From everything.

Wilburs heart ached. He indulged himself by reaching out to take Dream's hand.

 "I'm sorry," He said sincerely. He squeezed Dream's wrist. "I won't let them chase you here. I'm putting you under our protection."

"Wilbur-"

"It's best-" Wilbur glared at Techno, "for all of us if they don't find you. To keep you out of the enemy's hands will prevent them from gaining a valuable asset, or us from losing one."

That got Dreams' attention. "What? What are you talking about?"

Wilbur preened. "If you're so valuable that the other side is willing to hunt you down, then you must be quite the strategist. And since it's in both our interests that there be no war, why not use your skills for the good of Ylisse?"

"Wilbur, this could be a trap." Techno growled. "You could be leading the enemy further into our borders."

"I mean if he wanted to kill us he probably wouldn't be sleeping in a field." Tommy said. He poked Dream with the ball of his staff. Dream smacked it away.

"I'm not here to kill you. Well, I could kill you, but I'm not going to." Dream paused. "Unless you try to kill me first or make me set fire to an entire village. Then I would have to kill you."

"Did they make you set fire to a fucking village?!" 

"Well. They tried. It didn't work out for them."

Oh, that was beautiful. This man was something special, and there was no way Wilbur was letting him get away now.

"Then it's settled." Wilbur clapped his hands. "You come with us, and in exchange for our protection you lend us your aid. That seems perfectly fair to me."

"I don't agree to this." Techno said. "I want that on the record so I can say 'I told you so' later."

Tommy tugged at Dream's coat. "Well if he's coming along he's gotta empty out his pockets. For transparency and all that."

"Tommy."

"What?"

Dream looked back and forth at them somewhat helplessly.

"I guess that's fair." He said slowly. "For now at least."

Joy rose through Wilbur's figure, leaving him giddy. With necessary flourish he bowed before his new Tactician. "Then allow me to formally introduce myself. I am Wilbur Soot, second prince to the Ylissian throne."

Dream gave him a puzzled look. It was not the awe he hoped for, but Dream still nodded back. "It's good to meet you. Once again, I'm Dream."

"Just Dream?"

"Just Dream." He confirmed. Tommy stepped forward with an embarrassing swagger.

"And I'm the biggest man of them all-"

"He's Tommy," Wilbur interjected immediately, ignoring Tommy's outrage. Techno snickered. "Third prince of the Ylissian throne. The brute next to me is Technoblade, first prince to the throne."

"I'll remember that comment when your ass needs saving, Soot."

Dream chuckled. A small thing, but it was startling how soft it made him feel. Dandelion fluff fluttered in his stomach. 

"Alright, so if I'm following you, where are we going?" 

"There's a village nearby we were meant to check up on before heading back." Techno replied, pulling Wilbur out of his thoughts. "We'll want to restock there, as well."

"Lead the way then." Dream inclined his head. 

[thewankbankuk]

BRUCE AND CHRIS

TAKE A HIKE

Bruce anxiously hopped out of the car.  He had just arrived at the national park with his best friend Chris and this was the day he would propose to him.

They met on the swim team in high school and quickly became good friends. They seemed to be together for every major event in each other’s lives since then. They won swim competitions together, went to the same college, and Chris was even there when Bruce’s mother passed away.

They dated for a bit in college, but after they graduated life seemed bent on keeping them apart.  They both got jobs in other cities and began to drift away. They would catch up every now and then by phone or skype, but it was never like old times. But Bruce was so excited when he got promoted and was transferred to the same city as Chris.

This hike meant so much to Bruce. It was a chance to not only celebrate his promotion, but it was also a way to really reconnect with Chris, without any outside interference. A chance to express his thoughts, emotions, and dreams for the future.

The plan was they would reach the mountain top right before sunset. Bruce would, of course, get down on one knee and confess his deep love to Chris. After Chris said yes, they would set up a site and spend a beautiful night under the stars.

Everything was going according to plan.  They had been hiking for 2 hours and would soon be at the peak. But then the strangest thing happened.  A man dressed head to toe in rubber stepped out of the woods in front of them. The man had a loose-fitting black rubber body suit on with rubber boots, rubber gloves, and a gasmask. The rubber man didn’t say anything to them, but they could hear the slow deep breaths coming from the gasmask.

Bruce and Chris looked at each other confused. The rubberman then reach out an arm and offered them a gasmask. Bruce and Chris didn’t say anything and began to turn around in hopes of avoiding any further interactions with the rubberman. As they did turn around though they noticed even more rubber men standing behind them.  As Bruce’s relief to finally be alone with Chris, quickly became anxiety that they were all alone in the woods with these crazy rubbermen. What were these men doing out here and what did they want with Bruce and Chris?

Both Bruce and Chris were very strong muscular young men, but there were too many of the rubbermen for them to overpower. The rubbermen were beginning to close in on them fast. So, Bruce and Chris began to run.

Pushing rubbermen out of their way they ran off of the path and into the woods. Bruce was so focused on running away from the rubbermen that he didn’t notice Chris had tripped over a tree root and fell. Giving just enough time for the rubbermen to swarm around Chris.

Chris yelled and Bruce turned around, but at this point Bruce was too far ahead to help Chris. But Bruce could see the rubbermen hold down Chris and force the gasmask over his head. The gasmask seemed to suction itself to Chris’s head, subduing the young man enough for the rubbermen to control him without much force.

The other rubbermen stopped trying to peruse Bruce and turned around and walked towards Chris. They formed a large circle around Chris and they began to breath heavily through their gasmask in unison.

Chris grabbed at the gasmask on his face trying to take it off. But the longer the gasmask was on the more relaxed Chris became. He then gave up trying to remove the mask and instead unhooked his backpack, letting it fall to the ground. He then pulled out his phone and took off his smartwatch. He placed them on the ground and began to violently smash each device with his boots until each was inoperable. Then Chris stood up straight and let his arms fall to his side, breathing in heavily through his gasmask in unison with the other rubbermen.

The rubbermen broke the circle and Chris began walking naked and robotically into the woods as if he knew where he was going. The other rubbermen began forming a line behind Chris and they all marched in unison.

Bruce watch, from a far, in horror and disbelief.  He envisioned his dream of being with Chris.  A dream that he could not let go of.  

He thought out loud, “What the hell is going on?“

” What the fuck have they done to Chris?“

He didn’t know what to do. They were so far from any kind of help. If Bruce left to get help, he may never see Chris again.

So, Bruce began to follow the men into the woods. If Bruce could just get to Chris and pull the gasmask off his face, they could bolt and hopefully lose the rubbermen.

The rubbermen continued to follow Chris into the woods until they reach an abandoned military complex. Out front of the complex were a few men not in rubber but military uniforms and gasmask. They saluted and watched the rubbermen and Chris walk into the complex. They then stood out front of the complex with rifles guarding the entrance.

It was dark outside and Bruce knew he wouldn’t be able to go through the front, so he began to walk around the complex looking for an alternate way inside. He walked up to a side door to see if it was open. When all of a sudden two military drones emerged from the door, grabbing Bruce and pulling him inside.

Once inside, Bruce quickly looked around trying to orient himself. It was a large dark concrete room with no windows. There were hundreds of crates, against the walls, stacked on each other. There was a single light, hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room, where the drones brought Bruce.

Bruce fought and struggled but it was no use. The drones overpowered Bruce and forced him to his knees. Pushing down firmly on his shoulder to hold him in place.

Bruce yelled out “Where’s Chris?”

“Why are you doing this to us?”

But the drones didn’t respond. Then Bruce heard footsteps and deep breathing in front of him. The drones let go of Bruce and he looked up in fear.

But it was just Chris, standing rigidly, completely naked over Bruce. Chris’s muscular body glistening with sweat. Bruce thought that Chris looked really hot. As the sound, the sounds of slow heavy breathing pulsating from the gasmask still over his head made Bruce a bit excited.

Bruce popped up and hugged Chris.

“Chris, I was so worried. Are you OK?” Bruce said, But Chris simply kept staring straight ahead as if he was looking past Bruce. Chris began breathing even heavier through the gasmask. Bruce tried to look into Chris’s eyes but was unable to see them through the dark lenses of the gasmask.  

Chris mindlessly pointed at one of the drones.  The drone put down its gun and walked over to one of the crates, opening it. The crates were full of gasmask and the drone grabbed one and walked over to Bruce, offering it to him. Bruce knocked it out of the drone’s hand and it fell to the floor. Bruce then reached up and tried to pull the gasmask from Chris’s face, but it was no use. The mask was suctioned too firmly.  It seemed to be fused to Chris now.  

Then one of the doors, to the room, swung open and hundreds of the rubbermen flooded into the room. Creating a circle of rubber around Chris and Bruce.  It was clear there was no escaping.  

Bruce began tearing up as the feelings of dread and despair grew inside him. He shook Chris as if trying to wake him from a dream.

But Chris was no longer there Bruce realized. Chris was just a mindless drone like the rest of them.

However, just as Bruce thought all hope was gone, Chris turned his head to Bruce. The lenses of the gasmask glowed as they looked directly into Bruce’s eyes. Chris then began to gently caress Bruce’s face. Bruce leaned into Chris’s hand and began to profess his feelings for Chris. He told Chris that he had always loved him, that life kept getting in the way of that love, and that he wanted to marry Chris so that they would be together forever.  Bruce shared how he had planned to propose on the mountain top as the sunset.  

In a deep robotic monotone voice, Chris responded to Bruce.

“Put on the gasmask Bruce”. Chris continued, “Everything will be better. No need to think. No need to worry, just mindless obedient bliss”.

Chris briefly paused, “We can be together forever. Isn’t that what you really wanted Bruce?”

Bruce began to cry even more, unsure of what to do, falling to Chris’s feet.

“Pick up the gasmask Bruce and put it on” Chris said. “It’s our only way Bruce!”

“Do it for me Bruce, because you love me. Show me how much you appreciate me, and how much you want to be with me”.

Bruce picked up the mask and looked up at Chris. He wanted to please Chris so badly and show Chris how much he loved him. He knew he would be trap into the collective and this would be his new life from now on.  It was his only way he could be with Chris.

“JUST FOR YOU BABY!”   Bruce replied as he slowly slides the gasmask over his head and took his first deep breath. The mask immediately suctioned itself to his head beginning to fuse with his skin. The gas from the mask began to take affect and Bruce began to relax. He started to hear the voices and commands of the collective in his mind and Bruce felt numb and obedient.

Bruce wouldn’t mindlessly obey the orders of the collective, but most importantly he was overwhelmed with joy when he realized he would from now on be perpetually connected to Chris. He could hear Chris’s thought and share the same mindless bliss. They were finally a unit and nothing would separate them ever again.

Bruce stood up letting his arms fall to his side as the gasmask took over complete control of his mind. Knowing this was where he was supposed to be.  A couple drones brought over rubber suits. Bruce and Chris eagerly dawned the rest of their rubber body suits happily joining the collective knowing they would be together forever.  

[genshin-impact-imagines]

✨Surprising Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli, Xiao & Beidou with a hug!✨

I found this idea cute for my favs! Enjoy~

Diluc

My man was peacefully walking back to Dawn Winery when he suddenly heard footsteps running towards him

He immediately thought that someone was about to attack him, he quickly turned around to see you, he let out a big sigh

He knew what you’re about to do

Diluc had a deadpan expression, yet his heart was beating like crazy

He finds you and your antics adorable but he’d ever admit it to you!

So he opened his arms wide and braced himself for your impact

“Diluc!” You happily yelled as you jump up, wrapping your legs and arms around him

Diluc quickly caught you, holding you tighly in his embrace

“I love you so much!” You said, attacking his face with kisses

Diluc’s face was as red as his hair at your actions

He doesn’t mind in privacy you showing him affection like this, but out in public where anyone could see you two

He was malfunctioning.

“Y/n, I love you too but c-”

Before Diluc could finish his sentence, you jumped off him and playfully ran away from him

Diluc: 🧍

He watched as you ran away, before he started running after you

I hope you can run fast, he surely can

Once he easily caught you, he gave you a passionate kiss before walking away like nothing happened, leaving you flustered instead

Uno reverse

Kaeya

Pls this man would just tease you to no end

He absolutely loves it when you hug him like this

Kaeya was on his way to see his favourite person you obviously

When he heard the familiar sound of footsteps running towards him

He knew it was you, but as I said, he loves to tease

So he just kept on walking like he had no clue in the world you were running behind him

You frowned slightly as he kept walking, feeling sus of him

“Kaeya!” You yelled, hoping he heard you

But nope, he still showed no sign of him hearing you

Pls Kaeya just hug us already

Finally, he stopped and tuned around, a loving smile on his face as he opened his arms wide for you

You grinned and jumped on him, wrapping your legs around his waist, while you cup his face with your hands

“I love you!” You said, attacking him with kisses all over his neck and face

Honestly I feel like he’d just let you do this but since he has a reputation to hold he cannot

Before he could say ‘I love you’ back, you had already jumped off him and ran away

“Hey y/n, wait!” He yelled, before he started running after you

When he caught you, he lifted you up and twirled you around, causing you to squeal

“Come now, let’s go back to the headquarters where we can be alone” He said, still holding you as he walked

Y’all cuddled as he attacked you with kisses

Zhongli

Confused baby

Honestly the first time you did this to him he was baffled

Zhongli was taking a stroll around Liyue Harbor, admiring the sunset

That was until he heard someone running towards him

At first he ignored it because he genuinely thought it was either kids playing or someone else unlike Kaeya

Until he heard his name

When he turned around and saw you, he raised his eyebrows in amusement, wondering what you’re up to now

When you opened your arms widely, he frowned a bit and did the same too

“Zhongli, I love you!” You yelled, as you jumped on him

He wasn’t prepared for your embrace and you both ended up on the floor

But that didn’t stop you from clinging onto him while giving him kisses

Zhongli didn’t know how to react, bby was so confused

He was about to say something but you suddenly got up and ran off, leaving your poor not intentional man on the floor

He got up and went after you, on the outside he looked cool, calm and collected. But in the inside he was dazed

When he finally reached you, you didn’t run far since you were just playing, he wrapped his arms around you tighly

“My love, are you feeling well?” He asked

You giggled at him, snuggling into his warm embrace

“I’m doing better now” You mumbled into his chest

He did eventually say “I love you” back when you explained to him why you hugged him in such manner. Once explained he doesn’t mind if you do it often

Xiao

Confused baby pt.2

Honestly why do I feel like he’d just step to the side as you jump, making you fall on the floor

But seriously, he thought something had happened to you the first time you ran and jumped on him

He went into protective mode, ready to attack anything that dare harm you

But when you started kissing him and showing him affection, he just,,, froze

Xiao was patiently waiting for you since your commissions were finished for the day

As he was waiting he heard footsteps running towards him

He immediately went into attack mode only to see you goofily running towards him

Xiao bby pls you’re safe jsjsbbs

He looked at you confused, why were you running towards him like that? Was there a ruin guardian after you again?

Honestly fuck them things tho

“Xiao, open your arms wide!” You yelled, nearing closer to him

He did what you asked, baby trusts you a lot

When you jumped on him, wrapping your limbs around him, he quickly composed himself as to not fall

“I love you so much!” You yelled, attacking his face with kisses

You tried to wiggle out of his arms but he doesn’t let you run away, he holds you tightly in his arms. “Is everything ok? Are you hurt?”

“I’m fine, I promise. Just wanted to say I love you, that’s all” You beam at him

Xiao says quiet for a minute, trying to process everything that’s happening

“You had me worried about you, I thought you were in danger. Give me a warning next time” He scolds.

“But I,, love you too. You must be tired, let’s go rest together”

Pls hes too precious

Beidou

Ugh my strong queen

Beidou will always catch you no matter what

And I hc that she can catch everyone no matter size or height!

Beidou was on her way back to her ship, excited to see you after hours of being apart from each other

You spotted her walking in the distance, and started running to her like an excited puppy

“Beidou!” You yelled, hoping she heard you

And of course she did, she stopped in her tracks and turned around to see you

He let out a hearty chuckle before opening her arms out wide

Oh how much she loves you

Pls she has a soft side dont @ me

As you jumped on her, she quickly caught you before kissing your face

You’ve done this many many times to her, she decided to kiss you for once

“I love you” You giggled, enjoying her affection

“I love you to- oh they’re running off” She contently sighed

She did run after you, once she caught you, she tighly hugged you

“If you’re going to confess your love to me at least let me confess back” She joked

You looked at her and smiled. “Go on, you have my attention”

She rolled her eyes playfully before giving you a passionate kiss. “I love you y/n, so much”

You both ended up walking back to the ship holding hands, enjoying each other’s presence

Pls I am so gay for her, can you tell shshhabs

My sfw request are open!

Taglist: @senkuwu-chan

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Engaged | Mat Barzal

Requested? Nope

Warnings? None

Summary: Mat proposes to you

Word Count: 1,929

Everything in italics is a flashback!

“Good morning (y/n)!!” you hear someone yell and you instinctively pull the covers over your head.

The person jumps onto your bed, pulling the covers back down and your eyes peek open to see your best friend grinning above you.

“Tito, go away,” you groan trying to yank the covers back.

“(y/n), get up,” he says

You shake your head and hide further away into your bed. Tito being his excited puppy-like self won’t take no for an answer and finds your waist, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you up out of bed. You end up in his arms bridal style, with a look on your face that could kill.

“Choose your next words wisely,” you warn, finally opening your eyes to look at him.

“I have coffee and food downstairs. Take a shower and then we can go shopping,” he says and a smile creeps onto your face.

“Wise man.”

Tito grins, carrying you into the bathroom and dropping you down before telling you he’ll be downstairs. You shower quickly, getting dressed in something decently cute, and head down to the kitchen where Tito waits.

“There’s my girl,” he says and you curtsey fakely making Beau laugh.

“Yeah yeah. Where’s my coffee?”

Beau laughs, holding your coffee out to you which you happily take. You take a sip and hum in agreement. Beau laughs once more and you spin, heading towards the door.

“Well let’s go!”

The minute Mat received the text from his best friend that you and he were off shopping, he heads over to their shared apartment. He anxiously grabs everything, the rose petals, the outfit he would change into, the ring, and anything else he thinks he needs to propose. He bounces around the apartment, anxiety running through him, as he runs through the plan in his head one more time.

He had wanted to propose to you for ages. The idea coming strongly to him one night when he came home late from a game, your sleeping form curled into the couch, wearing his jersey, and your homework set out before you. He leaned against the doorframe and thought that he wanted to come home to you every single night. And every single day after that, that was the only thought in his head. That he needed you here, with him forever.

He employed the use of Beau, both of yours best friend. He knew he had to get everything ready and had to get you out of the house for the day so you wouldn’t be suspicious of his actions. He told Beau to get you a cute outfit and go as far as get your nails done together for the day before Beau would bring you to the building where he was proposing. He hoped everything was going to go perfectly.

You were becoming slightly suspicious more and more as the day went on. You weren’t sure exactly what was going on, but when Beau suggested you tried on every dress you set your eyes on, decided he would pay for most of your clothes, and then said you should get your nails done and the two of you could talk during it you knew something was up.

Far be it from you to decline a free manicure, so as you and Beau sat together at the salon you cast your eyes over to him.

“What is going on?” you ask and he coughs, stuttering for a moment before responding.

“Nothing? Why would something be going on?”

“No reason,” you decide and he nods.

Once your nails are done Beau tells you there’s one more place you have to stop. You get to the strangely familiar building, the two of you climbing to the top floor. Your nerves take over as Beau leads you to a room. He casts you a smile before swinging the door open. Your jaw drops at the sight before you.

It was a penthouse, one of the more gorgeous ones you had ever seen. Rose petals litter the floor, light music playing in the background, and there was Mat standing just past it all. A white button-down stretches across his broad shoulders, gray slacks falling over his legs. His back is turned to you and you take a moment to gaze over his figure.

“Go,” Beau whispers behind you.

You smile at your best friend, making a mental note to thank him later. You step into the penthouse and the door shutting causes Mat to look at you. He turns, his hair falling over his eyes and a nervous smile appearing on his lips.

“Come here,” he says holding a hand out to you.

You make your way over, a nervous step about you but you take his hand and he pulls you in. Mat wraps an arm around your waist, pecking your lips nervously before taking a step back.

“Hi baby,” he says.

“Hi. What’s all this?” you ask your head swiveling to take in the decorations, the music, and the gorgeous view.

“Okay I’m gonna say a lot right now, so just give it a second before you say anything okay?”

You nod and Mat smiles, intertwining your hands in front of him. You look up into his stunning hazel eyes and a smile widens across your lips.

“Do you like the view?” he asks and you finally cast your eyes across the balcony to see the skyscrapers littering the sky, a beautiful sunset falling in the back.

“It’s beautiful,” you breathe out and Mat smiles, staring lovingly down at you.

“Yeah, it is.” You turn to look back at him and Mat grins at you.

“My love, you have been the most important thing in my life since I’ve met you. I know every single person from announcers to the press to media to even fans has hyped me up and given me the biggest ego possible. But none of it matters unless I have you by my side.”

You let go of one of Mat’s hands, to come up to your mouth, shaking nervously.

“You bring out the best in me, you always have. And there are millions of girls who throw themselves at me when I’m on the road,”

Your smile drops for a moment, your head tilting to look at Mat and he giggles lightly. He holds his free hand up, telling you to wait a moment.

“Hey (y/n/n),” you turn to look at Tito, and he nods his head in the opposite direction.

You look to see a girl, hand wrapped tightly around Mat’s bicep, and gazing up at him as if he’s the greatest thing God has ever made. She wasn’t wrong to look at him that way, but you should be the only one to do that.

You grimace at Tito, handing him your drink which he takes, smiling knowingly. You march over, trying to keep your jealousy in check as you approach Mat and the random girl.

“Well hi darling,” you greet coldly and Mat looks up at you, panic flashing across his face before a proud smile sits upon his face.

“And you are?” you ask swiveling your attention onto the girl.

“I’m,” she starts and you hold your hand up to stop her.

“Not his girlfriend I’ll tell you that.”

The girl flounders before you flash her a smile that gets her to turn and rush away. You turn to Mat, and he shakes his head, a laugh approaching his lips as he raises his glass.

“You are terrifying when you’re jealous,” he says and you smile.

“Just protecting what’s mine,” you shrug and Mat sets his glass down.

“No need. I’m not gonna go anywhere.”

“But none of them are you. No one will ever compare to you. You are my everything. You make my stomach erupt in butterflies every time I see you and you remind me that all of those cheesy love songs are true. And as much as you jokingly say you hate it, I know you love it when I serenade you”

“Mathew Barzal come back here!” you call to your boyfriend who rushes up to the microphone in the middle of the bar.

“Hi everyone,” he says and you press your face into your hands.

“I just wanted to come up and sing some karaoke! This song goes out to my beautiful girlfriend.”

You groan, the rest of the boys you came out with laughing and patting you on the back as they watch their teammate and your boyfriend make an absolute idiot of himself on stage. It was one of your favorite songs, and you smile like a dork, holding a hand up to your lip as you bite it trying to push the smile away.

“Baby, I love you!” Mat yells at the end of the song.

You cackle loudly and Mat makes his way over to you, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“And even if you’re not listening to me serenade you, I know you’re here for me through anything and everything. Fuck you would bail me out of jail if I needed it,” he says and you giggle lightly and nod.

“And you’ve loved me on my best days,”

You sit anxiously waiting for Barzy to come out of the locker room. The isles just won the game that gets them into the playoffs, and you were beyond excited to sit and watch every game. Just as you were looking around, you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist.

You shriek, before giggling loudly knowing Mat’s strong arms around you. He sets you down, and you spin around, your arms coming to wrap around his shoulders. He slips his around your waist, holding you tight against him. You both giggle excitedly, and Mat pulls away for a moment quickly pressing a kiss to your lips.

“You’re going to the playoffs!!” you yell and he smiles wide.

“And you’ve supported me, cheered me on, and loved me through the worst ones,” he continues.

“And darling,” he says, grabbing your hands again and you look up at him.

“You’re even there to take care of me when I’m fucked up,” he admits and you laugh.

“Baaaaby!!! Oh, baby girl!!” Mat yells and you flinch knowing he’s drunk.

You turn and Mat drapes himself over you, the alcohol apparent on his breath. He smiles lopsidedly, pointing to someone random over your shoulder.

“Hey! This is my girl, and I love her so much!!” he yells drunkenly, and you grin.

“And my love, you’re drunk.”

Mat frowns at this accusation, but when he sees your face again, a smile reappears. You grin, falling for this boy even more at the moment before grabbing one of his hands to rest firmly over your shoulder and dragging him out of the party.

“And this is easily the longest speech of my entire life, but you’re everything to me. I come alive when I’m around you and you always bring out the best in me and I-” he pauses and you squeeze his hands in encouragement.

He keels down, pulling one hand away and digging out a velvet box. He pops it open, before casting his eyes back up at you.

“I guess what I’m saying is that I fuckin’ love you. And I want to know if you will marry me?”

“Mat you’re so dumb of course,” you say diving into his arms.

“I love you so much,” you tell him pulling back as he slips the rings on your finger.

[meher-sumedha]

Gwynriel Headcanon : Hanging out at the Beach

(A short fluffy headcanon)

It was sunset. Azriel was laying contently on Gwyn’s lap. They both were happy.

Gwyn was massaging Azriel’s hair slightly. She was happily taking in the beautiful sunset. She knew that Azriel was staring at her, but she didn’t dare stare down. For she was too afraid that she’d get lost in those Hazel eyes, with a tint of gold in them.

Azriel couldn’t stop looking at her. At her smile. At her hair. At her eyes. He was lost in the sensation of being so close to her. They were friends, yes just friends. But sometimes Azriel hoped, what if they were more than ‘just’ friends.

What if they were lovers? What if they fell in love? What if he told her that she was his mate? What if they got married and had a mini Gwyn running around the house with Azriel’s shadows. She’ll have her eyes but his hair. They’d have a beautiful family.

But there were too many what ifs. There were these positive ones that Azriel thought about all the time, and there were these negative ones which haunted Azriel at night.

What if she didn’t love him? What if she just wanted to stay friends? What if she ran away after seeing his true side?

Azriel loved his friendship with Gwyn more than anything and he really doesn’t want to ruin it. So, he agrees to be her friend, even when he wants to be more. Even when his chest burns at the sight of Gwyn even talking to other guys.

Gwyn then gently lifted his head of her lap. Azriel looked at her with a confused expression and then she smiled and said something. He was too busy staring in her eyes to even realize what she was saying and-

“Azriel, are you even listening to me?” Gwyn asked with a smile tugging on the corners of her lips. Azriel then shook his head and suddenly got up from her lap, so that she wouldn’t see his pink cheeks.

Then without saying anything, he put a hand forward, waiting for Gwyn to take it. Gwyn just looked at him with an eyebrow raised. Azriel let Gwyn see the challenge in his life, as he was sure about one thing, that Gwyneth Berdara never backed down from a challenge.

She then took his hand and said, “Where are we going shadowsinger?” Her voice was cut off by Azriel pulling her in and winnowing them in the sea.

Gwyn shouted and Azriel chuckled. He’d made sure they weren’t too deep and that they were very near to the shore.

Gwyn wiped her face with her hands, and looked at him with a huge grin on her face, “YOU’RE A DICK!” And Azriel chuckled once more, something that he’d been doing very often in the last few months.

He was about to say something when Gwyn started splashing water at him, “You really wanna do this Berdara?” “Why? Too scared shadowsinger?” Gwyn asked with a smirk on her face.

He then picked her up bridal style, “AZ” Gwyn shouted before Azriel dumped her in the water. He was gonna wait for 10 seconds before he went down and helped her.

Surely, in 5 seconds Gwyn came up and wrapped her legs around Azriel’s waist, she took a breath and said, “You’re gonna pay for that shadowsinger.” And then she started pushing him on his chest, as an attempt to push him in the water.

Azriel started laughing now because she wasn’t able to do anything. “You’re (push) like (push) a (push) Fucking building!” Gwyn said and Azriel laughed.

She finally gave up and started clearing out her wet hair that was all over her face. And before he could think, Azriel started doing it for her. He started putting her hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear, putting it behind her shoulder. He memorised the sensation of contact with her skin-

Suddenly a huge wave came and it pushed them both down in water. Azriel’s hand instinctively went to her waist and he pulled her closer, and then she wrapped her hands around his neck. All of this went by in a second and in another moment, they found each other floating in the water, with their bodies pushed against each other.

He could feel her peaked nipples behind that thin t-shirt and could smell the sudden arousal in her scent. He made sure his shadows wrapped around them because Gwyn’s white dress was sticking to her body and everything was visible. That dress had rode up to her waist and Azriel’s was currently gripping her waist.

He made a small move to put Gwyn down, away from him. But she only wrapped her hands tighter around his neck and wrapped her legs tighter around his waist.

Gods this girl was so amazing. When Azriel looked at her eyes, he saw that they were on his lips. She wanted this, his shadows whispered.

She wanted this, she wanted this, she wanted this, Azriel repeated to himself, hoping that it was real, hoping that it wasn’t just a good dream.

“Azriel” Gwyn said, her voice barely a whisper, “Mhmm” Azriel said, his voice huskier and tougher than he’d meant for it to be. He could only hope that she didn’t smell his arousal, and if she did it didn’t repent her.

Gwyn was looking at him straight in the eye when she said, “May I kiss you?” And Azriel couldn’t have nodded fast enough.

She then tangled her hands in his hair, and pulled him even closer to her. And then, she kissed him.

Gods the kiss was amazing. It was like all the happiness in the world was suddenly given to Azriel. The kiss was soft yet rushed, like they couldn’t get enough of each other.

They both started smiling into the kiss so it became all weird but they both were smiling. Though Azriel wanted to kiss her, though he never wanted to stop kissing her, he broke the kiss because he couldn’t stop smiling.

Gwyn had a small and shy smile on her face. Her eyes boring into his as she let out a small chuckle.

“WOOOO HOOOOOO” suddenly came the voice of Cassian overhead. Azriel then looked up to see Cassian flying around with Nesta in his arms. Nesta was sulking a bit and then she looked at Azriel and shouted, “WHY COULDN’T YOU HAVE MADE THE FIRST MOVE?”

And Azriel had no idea what was going on, so he asked “WHAT” and then Cassian stopped midair with a smirk on his face. “I BET THAT YOU WOULD NEVER BE ABLE TO MAKE THE FIRST MOVE AND THAT GWYN WOULD. And I think you can already guess who won.” Cassian said.

“YOU BET AGAINST ME?” Both Azriel and Gwyn shouted to Cassian and Nesta respectively. Nesta then shrugged and said, “YOU’VE HAD A CRUSH ON HIM SINCE 2 YEARS, I THOUGHT YOU’D NEVER DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!” Nesta shouted back and Gwyn’s eyes widened.

Azriel could see the huge blush on her face. And then she hid her face in the crook of Azriel’s neck. Azriel let out a chuckle which made even Gwyn smile but she was still not gonna let him see her face.

“Gwyn” Azriel said and Gwyn could almost feel the smile on his face. “Mhmm” she said and looked up to him slightly. He then grinned and said, “Can I kiss you?”

Gwyn then looked up to him and said with a smirk, even though her cheeks were still red due to Nesta’s comment, “I thought you’d never ask.”

Gwyn said and smashed her lips onto the shadowsinger’s. And this time, there was nothing soft about that kiss.

[retroellie]

(I love your work btw!!! 🥺💕) Can you make an imagine where the reader is cooking dinner for Ellie, but then Ellie starts feeling a bit needy for the reader while watching her cook, and ends up roughly fucking her on the kitchen counter, which leads to the food being burnt and they end up getting takeout instead? 😩

Summary: Cooking dinner until Ellie gets a nasty idea

A/N: I promised more farm!ellie so here ya go. Thank you for the request love <3 Thank you for enjoying and i know you said take out but like i started writing and was like oh shit they meant modern world, so i completely forgot im sorry AHSJA. Anyways mom!ellie

Warnings: NSFW, Strap-on, Fingering, Pregnant sex

Word count: 3.7K

"Shit." Ellie huffed, shutting the heavy door to the barn.

There was so much work still needed to do on the farm, the hen shed needed to be built still so for now they were spread out across the barn and the cows pen needed to be expanded. There was so much left to do and ellie was nervous y'all might not get it done by the time winter got here.

She had been out there all day working on getting all the animals comfortable in their new homes, the pigs being the hardest. As of right now though the sun was beginning to set and Ellie was starving. You had gone in not too long ago because you were becoming overheated, not well for the baby in your belly.

Ellie walked through the field, seeing how pretty the house looked in the sunset light. All the pretty oranges and reds spread across the wood of the house, she wished she had her sketchbook so she could get down the quick picture before it left her brain.

She reached the house, taking her shoes off so she didn't get mud on the floor. She could hear faint sounds of music, if she was real quiet she could hear you humming along with it. She smiled at the peacefulness she felt right now, suddenly all the stresses she had about the barn vanished. Suddenly she thought the barn was a great idea, if this was how it would be all the time then she could die a happy woman.

She set her shoes next to yours, taking one good look at the fields before going in. The sun buried itself behind the hills, casting a glow on the flowing laundry allowing her to see small peaks of the barn. She couldn't wait for the kid to be running through here, she could see it now. She could see herself running after the kid, small laughs coming from the both of them.... her kid. The thought made her smile.

She finally opened the screen door, the smell of dinner filling the air around her. That's when she saw in the dim light of the candle filled room, you in the middle of it all. You were dressed in a cute little cottage dress that you were given at the baby shower, and one of the women of the town made it for you.

You were making something on the stove, not noticing her presence until the screen door slammed behind her. You jumped slightly, the perks of living in a post-apocalyptic world. You gave a small smile when you realized it was her before averting your eyes to the pot in front of you.

Ellie placed her things down on the small table by your back door, her eyes glued to you. She made her way over to you, seeing a cookbook opened right next to you. There were so many types of vegetables out along with some bread and meat. You always did know how to surprise her with your old world cookbook.

"Long day at work Mrs. Williams?" You smiled, teasing her a bit.

"Long and hard, Mrs. Williams." She came up behind you, placing her large hands on your hips.

She swayed a bit to the music, watching you stir the food in the pot. You smiled at her sudden affection, the feeling of her hands gripping softly at your waist making you blush slightly. One of her hands made its way to your belly, noticing how much bigger it had gotten since y'all moved here.

"How are my girls doing?" She asked, caressing your stomach softly.

When you guys first found this place you were only a couple weeks along, not even 9 weeks along. Now you're almost 6 months old, you have gotten bigger and bigger. Your glow had only increased as well, you looked really good and really happy as well. Most nights were better than others obviously, the paranoia and depression of the outside world can be hard especially on a pregnant woman.

"We're doing okay, she's a little shit and won't settle down but hopefully food will calm her down." You replied, watching as the broth bubbled.

You could feel Ellie's grin on your neck, kisses halting for only a minute just to look down at the bubbles as well. It looked like chicken noodle soup but Ellie couldn't be sure. Her hands continued to caress your belly, feeling as the baby moved around. She will never get used to that, the feeling of a baby in your stomach.

She was dragged out of her thoughts when you turned your head to connect your lips together. She was caught off guard but happily moved her lips to yours, one hand still sitting on your hip and the other slightly pushing you back to rest yourself on her chest. You chuckled into the kiss, pushing her away slightly with your butt.

"Honey, I love you but you smell like a pig pen..." You joked, turning back to the oven. "Go get cleaned up for dinner, it has another 20 or 30 minutes left."

She laughed, stepping away from you for the first time since she came into the house. She gave your ass a soft smack before trailing herself up stairs. You let out a surprised yelp, giggling as you watched her walk to the doorway and stop in her tracks.

"behave yourself while i'm upstairs... You think you can do that?" She joked, giving you a small grin.

"Ugh that'll be impossible...how could I behave myself when I know you're washing pig shit off your hands just up the stairs." You joked back.

Ellie chuckled and made her way upstairs, jogging up the stairs and into your bedroom. It didn't take much to get cleaned up, she just changed into a plain white shirt and some random pair of jeans she found on the dresser.

While she was placing her dirty clothes into the hamper she caught a glimpse of one of your guys toys. It was a strap on, it was one you used often but it worked for the two of you. That's when the best idea came to her, she didn't hesitate in grabbing the strap on. She put it on tightly so it wouldn't fall off.

When she was comfortable with it, not too tight and not too loose she pulled up her jeans. It wasn't too noticeable, the strap was mostly folded in between her legs so it didn't show through her jeans. She smiled at her nasty idea before walking back down stairs, seeing you in the same position you were before. This time your eyebrows were knitted together in frustration, licking your lips which sent tingles through ellie.

She went back to the same position she was at only minutes before her nasty idea, but this time her hands roughly grabbed at you. There was a slight change in her presence than the last time, it was once innocent and peaceful but now it was like a lion staring down its prey.

Her lips were once again attached to your neck, hands bunching up your dress slightly. The roughness distracted you a bit, not expecting her mood to change within seconds. One of her hands was slowly making its way under your dress, giving you only a split second to realize what she was going.

You didn't know if it was you being pregnant or what but you were almost immediately putty in her hands, in between your legs already called for her. Her hand was slowly running up your thigh, no time was waiting.

"Ellie... I have to make dinner!" You stated, hand grabbing on to the counter for leverage.

"You said 20 minutes right??" She asked, watching as you gave her a small nod. "I can make you cum at least 3 times before...."

Those words made you weak, you could feel the wet spot on your underwear grow more and more. Ellie sucked and bit at your neck, leaving small bruises. Her hand made it all the way to your thigh, feeling the wet spot. She gave a cocky grin, knowing she was the one doing that.

"Besides, dinner can wait..." She paused, moving her hand that rested on your waist to your chest, grabbing at your flesh softly. " Well, you pussy seems to think so." She teased.

You let out a small groan, letting go of the spoon you had been holding too grab at her hand that was grabbing at your boobs. You usually would give her a hard time, tease her as much as she teases you but right now... your hormones were everywhere and your body was so different than it was, you just couldn't fight back your desire for her.

She took a few steps back, taking you back with her so you were safely away from the stove before moving your panties to the side. She started off small with her movements, placing two fingers on your clit, circling them around to send small moments of pleasure to your core.

You moaned into the air, the increased sensitivity of your body changing made the movements feel more intense than they once were. Your head moved back to capture her lips in a kiss, while her fingers worked on the little bud between your folds.

The kiss was passionate, no teeth clashing or sloppy tongue action but like two puzzle pieces being perfect for each other. Your head craned back, wanting more of her lips and you were honestly afraid of breaking your neck but it just felt so good.

Ellie's hand on your chest pulled down your dress, releasing our boobs into the cold air. She was just able to pull it down to your waist but that was enough access for her. She grabbed at one of your boobs, playing with the sensitive nipple.

She watched as you gasped into her mouth, eyes slightly rolling back into your head. She took that as a cue to shove two fingers inside of you, thumb still rubbing at your clit. You couldn't last too much longer and she knew it, everything felt so different from your not pregnant body so she had to treat it differently.

Your walls immediately clamped around her finger, the knot in your body ready to explode. You grabbed on to her, one hand on her arm and the other moving back to grab her thigh to balance yourself. It all happened so fast and you didn't even know it was happening until waves of pleasure were sent all over your body and your juice dripped onto ellies hand.

Some strangled moans left your mouth, as your body felt like it was on fire and your stomach did twist and turns. You tried to catch your breath, wincing as Ellie took her fingers out of you. Ellie allowed you to slowly come down from you high, knowing she was not done with you yet.

"Sorry I came so fast...." You breathed out, moving to fix your dress back before Ellie pulled you back to her.

"Who said I'm done with you.." She spoke, moving her hand down to her jeans before pulling out the strap.

You gasped at the feeling of it, feeling it hit your lower back. You couldn't help but feel pathetic at the fact you were still so fucking horny even though you already came once, you felt greedy but you ddin't care.

"I said 3 times right?" She spoke, not asking but telling you.

You bit your lip at the tone of her voice, feeling your cunt flutter and drip onto your now soaked underwear. Your cheeks were red along with the flush skin of your chest from Ellie grabbing at your tender boobs.

Ellie pulled you closer to her, standing you still while she pulled your dress all the way down to your ankles. The feeling of her being fully dressed and you being completely naked, the degradation of it making your legs shake more than they already were. You were in nothing but your underwear that were pushed to the side and ellies hands settling down on your hips.

Ellie spread your legs a tad, moving a finger to slide through your folds. You winced a tad, overstimulated slightly but so ready to be fucked once again. Ellie got you nice and wet, lining up the strap to your puffy folds.

"Do you need anything? Water? Or do you want to sit down? i co..." She started but wasn't able to finish her sentence

"Jesus Christ ellie just fuck me already." You interrupted, moving your hips back to try to fuck yourself on the strap.

Ellie chuckled but you didn't have to tell her twice, she slowly inserted the strap but that wasn't until you moved your hips back and forth. The action of you fucking yourself on the strap made her stumble back slightly, hitting the sink so her back was flush against it.

You didn't have a set speed, you sped up and then slowed down just whatever felt the best at the moment. Ellie watched as you sunk down onto it, watching it go in and out of you. She was getting a little antsy, wanting to thrust in and out of you while holding you down on the cabinet.

Oh how she wanted to fuck you so hard, but you were fragile at the moment so she let you take your time. Instead she placed her hands on your hips, helping you push your weight onto her. Your thighs were burning, the way you had to push yourself back onto her gave you a legit work out.

You held onto Ellie’s hands, forcing your body back down onto her. You could feel yourself inching closer and closer each thrust, each thrust also came more frustration on your part. The feeling of running after an orgasm but not being fit enough to reach it out made you wanna scream.

You hair was falling in front of your face as you leaned over to try to fuck yourself harder on the strap, trying to get at the best angle as well. You were just genuinely uncomfortable but so motivated to get off that you didn’t care that your body was hurting.

Ellie noticed the tension in your body, feeling your frustration as you desperately tried to get off. That’s when she stepped in, stopping you for a minute to lean you on the cabinet next to her. Only your chest on the cabinet, your elbows holding you up.

“Lemme take care of you hun...” she started, lining the strap back up. “Just sit back and look pretty for me okay.”

She took home on your hips once more and dove back into you, hitting an angle that you wanted to get too but couldn’t. She went at the same pace as before, rough and hard but taking small breaks in between to check if you were hurting.

You grabbed onto the counter with dear life, the cold counter against your flush skin making you shiver slightly. She was prominent and very skilled, feeling every single inch of the strap inside of you.

“Fuck... Ellie... I-“ you could feel yourself clamping around her, your walls fluttering and tensing up ready to release.

She knew you could last longer, your strangled groans and small cruises dropped hints to her. Her twisted a hand in your hair, something she knew you liked, pulling it slightly while you thrust your hips back to hers.

You lifted yourself off the counter now holding yourself up with your hands, holding yourself as steady as you possibly could for Ellie. You could feel it rip through your body. You jerked your body flush against Ellie’s, back all the way pressed against her chest.

Ellie snaked a hand to your boobs and the other drawing soft circles in your clit. You threw your head onto her shoulder, mouth shaped into an O shape as you came with a loud moan.

“Come on baby.... cum on my cock..” she whispered, thrusting her hips into you harshly.

You were seeing stars at this point, holding on to Ellie for dear life as she fucked you through your orgasm. Ellie kissed up your jaw, catching your lips into a kiss while slowing down her movement. Your body had stopped jerking only to be left legit shaking.

Ellie pulled the strap out of you, still holding you up with one hand. You were out of breath, shaking violently in her arms as she comforted you back into your body. She moved a hand through your hair, peppering your neck with kisses as you slowly came back to your body.

“Do you need anything?” She whispered, pressing a small kiss to the shell of your ear.

You turned around in her arms, bringing her into a kiss. Your hands immediately made their way into her hair, her hands absentmindedly went to your hips. It had got a cold in the house but you both were heated up.

“I’m okay Ellie, the baby's good, I’m not thirsty, I don’t need to sit...” you said, knowing exactly the same questions she would ask. It warmed your heart to see she cared but holy shit you were so wound up. “I was promised 3 orgasms.... so please just shut up and fuck me.”

That was so fucking hot to her, you taking what you wanted without a care in the world was something she couldn’t handle. She brought you into a sloppy kiss, holding your head in place as she walked you back into the counter.

She pressed you against the counter, leg up against your bare cunt that was so overstimulated right now but you somehow wanted more. She lifted one of your legs up around her waist and you helped do the other until you were fully seated on the counter.

Your legs dangled down, spread wide open so Ellie could place herself in between them comfortably. Her hands sat on your thighs, squeezing both of them softly. Your hands wrapped around her neck, bringing her so close to you.

This is what heaven would feel like if there was one, fucking on the counter of your dream farmhouse while pregnant with Ellie’s child (Figuratively). It’s what pure light and sweet dreams felt like wrapped in one.

You wrapped your legs around Ellie’s waist, hinting at wanting her to fuck you finally. Ellie lined it up with your cunt, running it up and down your slit a few times before pushing it all the way in.

You gasped at the feeling of being filled to the brim once more, throwing your head back onto the cabinet as Ellie thrust in and out of you at an animalistic pace.

Ellie watched as your back arched up, causing your boobs to bounce every single thrust. This view made her mouth water, you being fucked under candle light. She leaned down to attach her lip to one of your boobs.

You grabbed a fist full of her hair to keep her there for a moment, feeling pleasure from two sensitive areas of your body could send you flying off the edge once more. You let multiple moans out, one after the other.

The house was full of them, bouncing off every wall until they made it back to Ellie’s ears. Ellie went deeper, trying to hit that spot that made you see stars. Ellie watched as your eyebrows knitted together, head pointed up to the ceiling as your mouth formed an O once more.

You were once again so close, tired walls fluttering against the strap. Your overstimulated cunt burning at the sensation of another earth shattering orgasm. Ellie lifted her head up to coax you through it, leaving sloppy open mouth kisses on your fully exposed neck.

“Come on baby, cum on my cock one more time....” she encouraged you, speeding up once more. “I know you can do it, make that pretty little cunt cum all over my cock huh.”

Those dirty words, words that made your body tingle every time you heard them. You grabbed onto Ellie once again, squeezing her hand as the knot in your stomach finally snapped once again.

You could feel how your juices spilled all over the counter, probably making a big wet mess. Pleasure courses through your body, making you jerk violently. Your nails dug into Ellie roughly, most likely leaving bruises.

Ellie once again fucked you through your orgasm but slowed down slightly, kissing up your neck. Your entire body collapsed, no more strength to try to get down.

You could smell the burning of your soup, the awful smell wafting through the air. It had been a little over 20 minutes, probably more than 30 minutes even. It was slightly bright outside when you started but now it was pitch black, candles were the only thing lighting your way.

Ellie planted another kiss on your lips, caressing your belly to comfort you. You kissed back, just wanting to go to bed at this point.

“Well the soup is burnt... So what do you wanna do for dinner??” You asked, looking at how the soup smoked.

Ellie looked back as well, seeing as it was literally almost black. She chuckled a bit, turning back to you and shrugging.

“I mean we have left over cake from the baby shower.... can't let it go to waste.” She said, watching as you gave her a big grin.

“Hmmm... I think you sound much better than cake.” You joked, well it really wasn’t a joke. You just came 3 times and she at least deserved to get eaten out.

“I swear you got knocked up and now you're just a little horn dog.” Ellie rolled her eyes, slipping out of you before handing you your dress.

“Hey corn dogs kinda sounds good??” You joked, hopping down from the cabinet almost falling down on your way.

“You are too much.” She laughed, pulling you back into a quick kiss.

You wrapped your arms around her neck once more, smiling into the kiss as her hands roamed down you your ass giving it a quick squeeze.

"Well cake and burnt vegetables for dinner i guess." You sighed out, between kisses.

The only thing y'all will be eating tonight is each other at this point.

[turn-off-the-sun-goatman]

Main 6 + Morga When They Walk in on MC Crying

Asra

He would most likely freak out at first

Immediately runs to you and asks what’s wrong. If you don’t want to talk about it, he’ll just hug you and try to calm you down.

“Everything’s going to be alright, okay? I’m here. I’m not going to leave you alone.”

If you don’t want to be held, he understands and sits in front of you without leaving your side. However, if you tell him to leave, he will ask if that is what you really want. If the answer is “yes,” he’ll get up and leave, but will stay outside the door as a precaution. 

Faust will try to lighten your mood by squeezing your hand and saying some silly things.

When you’re ready to talk about what hurt you, Asra will listen carefully and try to find a solution, if there is one. If someone hurt you, that’s a different case. He would be angry. Most likely he will confront them or cast a bad luck spell on them. If it was your own mental problems, he would spend hours trying to compliment you.

He understands that sometimes it’s best to just let your emotions out, so he tells you it’s okay to cry.

However, if you were crying over something stupid, like you dropped a slice of bread, he would laugh. You scared him and he’s just happy that everything is okay. And it was funny.

Makes you some tea afterwards. Even feeds you some chocolate if you want to.

Nadia

“Darling, are you in… Oh.”

Nadia is utterly confused and surprised. That was the last thing she expected when she started looking for you. 

If you were lying on the bedroom floor crying, she’ll make you sit on the bed so you’ll be more comfortable. She doesn’t mind if you don’t want to tell her what’s wrong right away. Nadia sits down next to you and calmly waits for you to stop crying. If you want a hug, she will gladly hold your trembling form. 

She whispers sweet nothings in your ear to help you calm down. 

“It’s okay, darling. Cry it out.” 

When you’re ready to talk, she gives you her full attention. She doesn’t mind if you take big pauses between sentences. You’ve probably never seen her so focused before. If you tell her someone hurt you, she’ll ask if you want to put that person behind bars. Whatever the answer is, the person will get punishment for their actions. If it’s stress or something else, she’ll try to find a solution to your problem. 

She doesn’t mind if you want to stay in bed all day. She understands that and lets you rest. However, she tries to stay with you as long as possible. 

Get’s you anything you need. Food? New clothes? A new pet, perhaps? She’ll get you one. If it makes you happy, she’s cool with it. 

If you want to stay with her, even if she has a meeting, she’ll gladly let you come. Will tell the courtiers/royalties that you are welcome here and if they mind you, the door is over there. 

When the two of you are alone again, she will kiss you and tell you that she will do everything she can to make sure you are not sad again.

Julian

Uh oh

His first thought is that he fucked up and now you’re crying because of him. Pushing those thoughts aside, he runs to your side and asks what’s wrong and if he caused it. 

When you don’t answer him for minutes, he gets worried, but he respects your boundaries, so he tries to hug you and let you cry on his shoulders. If you want him to leave, he leaves, but probably stops at your door. He tries to remember everything you did that day that could have made you so upset. 

Most likely, he is overthinking the whole situation. 

When you are willing to talk to him, he will sit down like a little kid and listen to you. If someone hurt you, he will ask for their name to confront the person and probably get beat up by them. If it’s something else, he’ll immediately ask if you need medical help. Even if you say no, he will remember to ask again if this happens more than once. 

If you need a hug, he will happily cuddle with you on the couch/bed. His first priority right now is the person he loves the most, which is you. That’s why he wants to stay with you all day.  

He gets you food and water and peacefully waits for you to finish your meal.

He uses his comedic acting skills to make you laugh. Julian even puts on a little show for you. He plays every single character, of course. When Julian plays a female character, he tries to make his voice a little higher and tucks his hair behind his ears. If that doesn’t make you laugh, he’s lost. 

“Do you, uh…. wanna go to Mazelinka’s house for some soup?”

Julian is genuinely trying to make you happy, even if he has to make a fool of himself. He’ll do it for you.

Portia

“OH MY GOD! MC, what happened?! Are you okay?!”

Portia runs to you and immediately hugs you. She tries to calm you down by rubbing your back and whispering to you that everything will be okay. She lets you cry on her shoulders and waits patiently for you to open up about it. 

If you want her to leave, she looks at you with puppy eyes, but eventually gives you some time alone. 

She immediately runs to the kitchen to get you some sweets and water. Even gets some warm blankets so you can cuddle them. When Portia gets back to your room, she quietly opens the door and slides in the things she got for you. Then she immediately closes it again and waits for you outside. 

When you don’t answer for minutes, she runs to Nadia and explains the situation, asking if she could be free today to be with you. She is understanding of the situation and lets Portia be with you. Once she hears the answer, she runs back to you. 

Pepi somehow got in and rubbed her head against your leg to cheer you up. She won’t leave you alone until you stop crying. 

When you are ready to talk about what happened, Portia will sit down on the bed with you. She is very worried, but tries to smile for you. If you tell her that someone hurt you, she is ready to slam that person to the floor. Portia really wants to do something, but if she can’t confront said person, she will try to talk to Nadia about it. If it’s something else, she’ll try to get whatever you need right now. 

She may even take you to the kitchen to bake something with her. She tries to make it fun by throwing a little flour at you. 

Helps you brush your hair (if you have any) and compliments you on how nice it is. 

Prepares a bath for you and if you want her to join in, she’ll gladly do it.

Muriel

This man deadass froze at the sight of your tears. 

He was so surprised that he forgot he had just walked in on you.

Slowly he approaches you and tries to hug you very gently. Muriel doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you, especially when you’re crying. He quietly asks you what’s wrong and tries to rub your back to reassure you. 

If you want him to leave, he’s a little taken aback, but nods and walks out to give you some space. While you’re in there, he picks you some flowers. He only picks the prettiest ones because he thinks they’re the only ones that fit you. 

When he comes back and sees Inanna whimpering at the door, he gives her the flowers and lets her in. She walks right up to you and drops the flowers in your lap. She then puts her head in your hand and lets out a small whimper. 

As soon as you are ready to talk about it, Inanna runs to the door and scracthes it, signaling to Muriel to enter. He slowly sits down next to you, takes your hands in his, and asks what happened. If it turns out that someone hurt you, he’s really angry and promises that he won’t leave you alone from now on. May or may not ask Asra to curse the person. If it’s something else, he feels really bad and tries to help you get through it. 

When you’ve completely calmed down, he takes you to his favorite place in the forest. He shows you all the plants and animals that live there and tries to explain why they are important. 

If you want to watch the sunset, he takes you to the best spot he knows. Sits you down and waits for the sun to set. You may look at the sun, but he will look at you and tell you that you are beautiful while he blushes. 

When you are both done, he grabs your hand and walks back to his hut. 

He will cuddle with you once you are in the hut.

(Something that probably happened and made you cry: “Muriel… I accidentally stepped on Inanna’s tail and now she doesn’t want to come near me…”)

Lucio

Worried face™

“Why are you crying? What happened?!”

Lucio is so damn scared. 

At first he doesn’t quite know what to do, but when he finally realizes he should reassure you, he walks up to you and hugs you. Lucio places gentle kisses on every inch of your skin or where you allow him to. He uses his baby voice (the one everyone uses on animals and babies) and tries to tell you that everything is okay. 

If you want him to leave, he huffs a little but walks out of the room. Once he’s out, he immediately runs to find Mercedes and Melchior so they can be with you if he can’t.

The servants only see a panicked Lucio running towards the garden and then back to your room with two dogs following him.

He lets the dogs in, hoping they can calm you down a bit. When he’s alone again, Lucio goes all over the palace ordering each servant to get you your favorite foods, sweets, drinks, clothes, anything he can think of at the moment. 

Lucio comes back to your room and waits rather impatiently for you to open the door. He doesn’t want you to feel uncomfortable, but he’s just anxious. 

When you are ready to let him in, he literally bursts in and runs to you. He sits down in front of you with wide eyes and gives you his full attention. If you tell him that someone dared to hurt you, he already runs to them with his sword drawn out. It takes a while to explain to him that he can’t do that. He’ll still throw them in the dungeon and you can’t stop him. If the reason you cried is something else, he’ll let you rant about it and make little notes in his head to make your life easier. 

Takes you to the garden when you finally calm down. Goes to a tree and tries to fight it for you. Just so you can laugh, he loses to it and dramatically falls to the ground screaming that it hurts so much and he dies. 

After you smile, he sits down next to you and tells you his wonderful stories while cuddling with the dogs.

Morga

She just stands there looking down at you for a minute. You probably didn’t hear her come in.

At first Morga doesn’t know what to do, because all she had to deal with was a couple of people crying, which probably wasn’t her husband. Morga sighs softly and kneels down to you. 

mother senses intensifies 

She tries to say something, but decides it’s better if she doesn’t. She places a hand on your shoulder and begins to rub it. As you snuggle closer to her, she puts the spear away and hugs you. She won’t say anything until you are ready to talk. If you ask her to leave, she nods, gets up, and goes hunting. 

Morga may not show it, but she is genuinely concerned for you. You’re living with her in the middle of the snowy forest, so you have to be physically and mentally strong.  

“Probably something really bad happened and that’s why they’re crying.” she mutters. 

She couldn’t bear to look at her son while he was crying, so it was hard for her to act tough while you weren’t doing well.

In the end, she thinks about everything that could have happened and tries to find a solution before you’ve told her anything.

Jaeger waits for you on a tree next to your door so he can tell Morga if you’re ready to talk.

When Jaeger signals her, Morga comes right back and goes inside. She kneels down, looks deep into your eyes, and asks what’s wrong. She can see that something really hurt you, so she sits down, takes off her cape and puts it around you.

If you tell her someone hurt you (even though you thought the two of you lived here alone), Morga clenches her jaw. The look in her eyes tells everything. She doesn’t run off like Lucio, but she’s definitely going to try and hunt the person down. If you’re struggling with something else, she nods acknowledgingly and tries to find a solution for you.

You can relax for the rest of the day, though she’ll probably want to get her chores done. If you really want her to stay with you, she’ll eventually give in and take you to your bed to lay down with you.

Achievement Unlocked: Soft Morga

[svnaslove]

let me love you.

summary: Tendou is insecure that one day you’ll stop loving him

genre: angst, fluff resolve 

characters: Tendou Satori 

warnings: Tendou [mentions of varying levels of insecurity; holding back emotions in beginning.]

Tendou Satori | 天童 | boyfriend

You were not blind. You had known Tendou for far too long, you have been in love with him and had stuck by his side and listened to all of his stories for far too long to not notice. Something was wrong. 

You always knew about your boyfriends’ way of covering up his insecurities by building a wall and deflecting anything that could get to his feelings by rebounding with some joke or a random song. Yet you were the only one that had the key to unlock the tiny door on that wall and go inside to him. To be with him. To love him him and not his silly songs, but HIM.

So it confused you when you noticed that Tendou was acting odd today and whenever you would ask him what was wrong he would shrug it off a little too happily, a smile that was a little too big to be natural.

You were hanging out at his practice like you always did to watch him play and to support him. But you could tell something was off. And every time he came back to sit next to you for a few seconds to take a water break your sad look only saddened more when he acted so out of himself. 

You tilted your head, “Satori, baby, are you okay?” you ask, you voice laced with concern.

Tendou looked at you, his eyes softened at your concern but you watched them harden again in a way of a screen being pushed forward just as fast. He stuck a thumb up and grinned a huge grin, “of course i am !! are you okay ?? you look a little sad. we can get ice cream after this okay ??!?” 

He ran off before you could even muster an answer in your mind, leaving you baffled sitting by yourself once again.

You felt guilt pull at one of your heartstrings when you noticed that your question seemed to have affected Tendou. He wasn’t doing so hot before, and now? He seemed to miss the ball nearly every time. But he just kept shaking it off and laughing it off. It was worrying you and you felt like you were about to cry seeing his current state.

Tendou had just been switched off by the coach for the practice match. You walked over to where he was sitting to make sure that he was okay. You couldn’t give up just like that. You knew something was wrong and you had to figure it out. You had to help him because seeing him like this just hurt too much. 

Tendou noticed your presence closing in towards him where he was sitting out from the game and smiled. “hiiiiii, i keep messing up don’t i? don’t worry, next time im in i’ll make sure to make you happy!!” he exclaimed again.

You grabbed hold of his hand and you felt his hand twitch at the sudden touch, “I’m okay, but are you sure you’re doing alright? You know you don’t have to keep playing if you’re not doing okay right now, it’s just practice, and you have to put yourself first.” You pleaded him, trying to reach his eyes, but his gaze kept averting. 

“I’m alright!!~ the practice match is almost over and then we just have to clean up and we can go somewhere together, okAy?” he responded, his voice was starting to waver and the voice crack gave away his emotions, before you could do anything, Tendou was being called back into the game.

fuck.

This hurt so much. Watching Tendou like this hurt so much and it felt like you were too far from him to pry him back to you. But you don’t give a damn, you would climb mountains and swim oceans for this boy and this little stump won’t stop you from loving him and showing him how much he means to you.

You try to patiently wait for the set to finish meaning the end of practice. It’s hard. Your eyes following Tendou wherever he went, even with his words of assurance and the fight in his eyes to fight whatever deep dark emotion in him that was halting his world right now, you could see he was about to break. And if you don’t help him soon this just might break you too.

The whistle sounds and you run to Tendou, “hiii baby wha — “

Tendou is caught out of breath as you rush to him, tugging at his jersey to go outside.

Once you reach outside everything feels like it’s breaking through, all of your emotions of worry spill over like a nasty tsunami, “Stop it Satori, you need to stop it because I care about you too much. You need to talk to me, you need to tell me what’s wrong, you need to let me help you because if you don’t I don’t think I will be okay, I love you too much Satori, please.” you beg, your heavy chest giving in to the pressure and a straggled sob leaves your lips as you plead to him. Your lip quivering and your eyes glazed over threatening to spill.

Tendou can’t even muster words and he simply falls apart. His eyes set heavy tears as he starts sobbing too, he grabs you and holds you tight at your torso. “I- I’m sorry.” he hiccups as the tears keep falling down his cheek, getting caught in your pretty blouse. His hold on you was so tight, but you never wanted him to let go.

“I-I just love you so much, I-” A strangled sound leaves his throat followed by a hiccup, his fingers tighten on your shirt, “I’m just s-so scared that one day I w-won’t be good enough, I want to be with you, I want to be with you forever, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me y/n, I want to be good for you forever. B-but I’m scared of what will happen if you find someone b-better.” he confesses, the top of his head pressed on your stomach with you standing and him sitting on a near bench, his gaze is to the ground as he watches his tears trickle down from his pretty eyes to the pavement.

You kneel down to be eye level to him sitting on the bench. Your eyes were puffy from crying just as much as him, you cheeks glistened to the sun due to the salty tears that spilled from your eyes like the watering of daisies you had done only this morning.

You held his two hands on your own, caressing them, rubbing circles with your thumb. You started to kiss his hands softly as if planting pretty roses on his skin. His fingers, his palm, the back of his hand. He watches you curiously, his heart felt as if it could melt to your affection. 

You then place each of your hands on either side of his face, looking at his beautiful dark brown eyes that held a shade of red. His own eyes searched yours. “Tendou,” you started, a soft smile on your face softening your features further with the golden sunset light saying its’ farewells until night leaving one last show of pretty pinks and oranges in the sky. “There no such thing as someone better for me than you.”

You watched his features change at the sound of your words, at the sound of your true honesty, because you were right, there was no such thing. Tendou was the only one you could ever love this much, there was no better, he was the better. A soft blush painted on his cheeks. Your thumb caressed his cheek.

“There’s no such thing as someone better for me than you either y/n.” he smiled in mirror to your own.

More tears threatened at both Tendou and your own eyes, but this time it was due to the swell of your hearts.

“I love you, okay?” you sniffed, the soft smile still playing amongst your features.

“I love you too.” he replied, his head tilting to your left hand on his cheek that had been stroking his cheek.

You both slowly became closer, trying to take in the face of the one that they loved as much as possible before closing your eyes. Your eyes closed and your lips met. It was a soft kiss, not one of any meaning other than the essence of your shared love, the start of all the honesty as possible of any insecurities and feelings you had for one another and the purity of affection that you held for one another, the pure love of the willingness to sacrifice anything for the other. No walls. Because when you allowed each other to love one another, it was as if you were one.

His lips brushed soft on your own, the taste of salty mixed tears tickled your taste buds. There was no want from either side to pull away, because this moment right here, it could be replayed for eternities and both of you would be okay with that, this moment was not one where the world existed. It was truly, only you, and Tendou. 

[scarletwinterxx]

that time i knew i liked you too

as always, I was melting everytime the dreamies release new content. Hyuck just looked so adorable I cannot handle it. So here’s another scenario with him😊🌻

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“No no put me down, let me at him. Jeno, put me down” you said as you trash around Jeno’s shoulder. How you got there is a repeated story that always starts when you and Haechan are in the same room. 

“No, you’re going to hurt someone”

“Yea, I’m going to hurt him. Let me down, stop using your strength on me” you pounded your palms against his back but he just continued walking further away from Renjun who was holding Haechan back from you

“Would it hurt the two of you to just admit you like each other?” you hear Jaemin ask from beside you “Want to get smacked too? for the last time I don’t like him” 

Jeno finally put you back down on your feet, the two guys looking at you with a ‘we don’t believe you but we’ll pretend we do’ look

“I don’t!”

“Mhm, sure we’ll go with that” Jeno told you with a smile, his eyes disappearing completely while he does. This time instead of manhandling you, he just threw his arm casually around your shoulder but you know he’s trying to make sure you won’t run back to where Haechan was. 

“There’s a very thin line between love and hate” Jaemin mumbled, you looked over at him with a glare making the boy shoot his hands up in surrender. 

The chaotic relationship between you and Haechan started with friendly banters, he was a natural joker, the mood maker of the group. You on the other hand, is the exact opposite. 

When you exchanged schools, only knowing your cousin Jeno, he was quick to introduce to his group of friends. Ofcourse they were very nice and welcoming, you were on the same year as the four of them: Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin and Haechan. Soon after that you became an honorary member of that group, girls and some guys would sometimes ask favors from you to set them up with the guys. This always made you wonder why, not really understanding the craze other people have over your friends. In your eyes they were pretty normal, at times weird most times too loud.  

“Remember that time you threw a tantrum when someone asked you to give Haechan their valentine favor”

You scowled at the memory, last year during valentines one girl came up to you asking you to give Haechan her card and chocolates. You were too shy to say no, so after school was finished and you were all waiting in the parking lot, you all but practically shoved the box of chocolates to Haechan. The rest of the guys cheering but you cut them off by saying it wasn’t from you. 

“I did not. I was just not having a great day that day”

“Sure, you should see the look on his face when you said it didn’t come from you” Jeno said making you look over at him “Why? How did he look?” you asked, your curiosity getting the best of  you

“Wouldn’t you like to know” Jaemin teased you

It is true you both get on each other nerves, there’s one little thing that contradicts everything that just came out of your mouth though. 

You do like Haechan, more than you will ever care to admit. You’d rather be dead than ever admit you like him. Because at the end of the day, even when you two want to rip each other’s head off, you always end up together somehow. 

The next day you were waiting for Jeno to finish his last class since he picked you up this morning, sitting outside on one of the empty benches with book in hand. You were too emerged on your reading material that you didn’t notice the figure now sitting in front of you. Only when you turned the page and craned your neck to stretch it you did you notice the guy sitting across from you, 

“What the fuck! How long have you been there?” You asked Haechan, holding your book against your chest. “Long enough to notice how bad your posture is” he answered

“Says the guy who can’t sit or stand straight” you mumbled, closing the book and tucking it away in your bag

“If I were you, I’d be nice to the guy who’ll be driving me home”

“I don’t see Jeno here” you said looking around you, your cousin nowhere in sight. “No stupid, he has basketball practice. He asked me to drive you home”

You just shot him a blank look, for a couple of seconds he just shot you the same look before standing up

“Have it your way, I can just leave you here” then started to walk towards the parking lot. Scowling at his retreating figure, you quickly threw your bag over your shoulder following Haechan’s steps. 

He can already hear your hurried steps, a faint smile forming on his lips but he quickly shook it away. Acting nonchalant when you finally caught up with him,

“No, you won’t. Jeno will have your ass if leave me”

“No, he won’t” 

“Oh yea my bad, you don’t have an ass” he looked over at you, tongue poking the inside of his cheek. Silently daring you to repeat what you just said, so just send him a big sarcastic smile

“Watch it, babe. Don’t bite what you can’t chew”

“I don’t even know what that means, but let’s just pretend I do for your sake” You pat him on the shoulder before walking ahead. For awhile, neither of you said anything. A random playlist was playing while Haechan hums along, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. 

“Hyuck”

Haechan looked quickly over at you, your attention was focused on the scenery outside. If he could, he would look at you a little bit longer but he didn’t to be too obvious and that would be dangerous. So he just hummed as an answer, 

“huh?” you asked, looking over at him

“What?”

“What do you mean what?”

“You called my name?”

“Oh I was just thinking about it, I didn’t know I said it outloud” you mumbled, you really didn’t mean to say it outloud. You were just looking out the sunset, it reminded you of his nickname which then made you think of his name. 

“You were thinking about me?” he chuckled

“I’d rather not comment on that” then it was silent again, thankful that he didn’t push it any further. 

“Want to grab something to eat?” he asked, this made you look over at him “I heard there’s this new café in town” he added. 

“Tell me the truth, can you read minds?” you asked him, you were just thinking about that too. You were planning to go later today after he dropped you off, maybe ask Jeno to come with after his practice but it makes more sense to just go now. You just didn’t expect Haechan to ask you 

“Only yours” he said with a smirk, sending you quick side eye. You rolled your eyes at him, “Can we go though?” you asked

And that is how you find yourself at the new café with your frenemy and kind of crush, Lee Haechan. You happily entered the place, taking in the smell of coffee and cake in the air, 

“Are you a dog? Stop sniffing” You hear Haechan say from behind you “Can’t help it, it smells so good. Oh my god is that chocolate cake” your attention was already on the rows of cake displayed. Completely missing the fond look on Haechan’s face as he watch you excitedly look at the snacks. 

He won’t say it but he finds it so adorable how happy you get with just the little simple stuff. 

“Do you want that? What do you want to drink?”

“Vanilla latte for me” you smiled up at him, for a second Haechan forgot how to breath forgot how to act around you. You were smiling so genuinely at him he wasn’t sure what to feel. 

“How about you?”

“Will you eat all the cake again or will you actually share it this time?” he asked back, dismissing his previous thoughts before you notice anything weird happening.

“I don’t recall doing such thing”

“Mhm sure, sweetheart. I have three other guys as witnesses” you scowled at him before turning back to the cake

Haechan ordered your drinks and cake while you sat outside and wait for him, you offered to split the bill but he just pushed you towards the door when you tried to pay for your food. Like he literally pushed you out

“Wipe that pout off, here’s your cake” at the sound of his voice, you put your phone down and smiled up at him. Well more at the plate of food he was holding

“Have I told you you’re my favorite?” you teased him, making the boy chuckle at you. You were already diving into the snack, happily swaying one hand in the air. 

“I’m starting to think you only like me when I give you food” 

“You’re thinking right” you answered straight away to tease him, chuckling when you felt him lightly kick you under the table. 

Later that day when you were finally home and was doing some homework, Jeno came over to check on you

“You made it home in one piece, that could only mean Haechan didn’t”

“Can’t say he will be missed” you replied, not even bothering to look up 

“You will though” this made you glare up at your cousin, “Why are you here again?”

“Oh right, well me and the guys plus a couple of other friends are going out of town this weekend, want to come with us?”

“When, where and who?”

“The guys, girls on some of our classes and Mark hyung is coming too. We’re renting a house with a pool, it looks really cool and we’ll stay there from Saturday til Sunday afternoon maybe”

You contemplated whether you wanted to come or not, it did sound fun. Plus you feel like you do need the time off anyways. 

“I thought you hated each other” Jaemin said, looking between you and Haechan who is sporting the same look of boredom and annoyance. It’s currently 4am, kind of freezing outside and the guys are still loading the car with stuff.

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed” Renjun added, that earned a glare from Haechan and you. 

“Who else are we waiting for?” You grumbled, you wanted to get in the car and get some more sleep. Almost regretting ever agreeing to come to this trip, you felt a tug on your jacket sleeve. Looking over at Haechan who was holding out his coffee to you, you just shook your head at him. You liked drinking coffee, but  iced americano is not something you’d ever opt to order

“The girls are meeting us there, they said” Jeno answered you

“So who’s going in whose car?” Renjun asked, looking around the group

“Who’s driving again?” you asked, “Jeno and Haechan” 

You looked over at the boy leaning beside you, “You’re driving? You look like you’re about to pass out”

“That’s why I’m drinking this”

“I’ll go wherever I can sleep for the duration of this trip”  Jaemin said, already walking towards Jeno’s jeep getting in the passenger seat. 

“How about you?” Jeno asked you, “I’m with Jaemin, I don’t really care as long as I can sleep some more”

“Backseat is still pretty spacious, make yourself comfortable” he said then opened the car door for you, doing exactly what your cousin just said. 

“I thought you were going with Haechan” Jaemin said from the front seat, “Don’t start with me right now, let me sleep then you can bug me about him later”

The rest of the trip you were sleeping soundly at the backseat, the two boys talking amongst themselves. It was a four hour car ride so by the time you got to the vacation house it’s still too early for lunch. 

“Who wants to go to the grocery with me?” Jaemin asked, Renjun saying he’ll come with and pulling Haechan along with him

Hours later when they got back and finished unloading all the food for the weekend, you were just lounging around. Some of the guys were by the pool while you were in the lounge area with Jaemin and Jisung when Jeno and Haechan showed up. You were happily snacking on some cookies you when Haechan spotted you, Jeno immediately noticing Haechan’s gaze on you and the cookies you were holding

“Please tell me you you’re not going to fight over cookies”

“Will that make you happy?” Haechan asked his friend to which Jeno nodded as an answer, “Too bad then, give me back my cookies” Haechan turned his attention back to you, reaching out to grab the bag of treats

“I don’t see your name written here, plus I was the one who told Jaemin to get it at the grocery store”

“I went with him to the grocery store”

“Should’ve bought your own cookies then”

“I did! Those are mine”

The two of you were too busy arguing to notice the other guys have left the room to join the others outside, leaving you and Haechan alone in the lounge area. You sat on the opposite sides of the big couch, just chilling when Haechan walked in demanding to give his cookies back

“I’ll give you five seconds to give it back”

“Oooh I’m so scared”

“5, 4, 3” just as you were about to take another cookie from the bag, you feel his hand clamp around your ankle then pulling you towards the other side of the couch where he was sitting.

Now your legs are draped on his lap while his arms rest on them, “You said 5!”

Haechan just glared at you before snatching the bag out of your hands and taking some cookies for himself

“Leave some for me” you said as you try to reach for the bag “No, you already ate half of it”. 

You scowled at him until he gave the bag back to you, not even moving from your current position since you are pretty comfortable and the boy don’t seem to mind. Already busy scrolling through his phone, 

“Why aren’t you downstairs with the guys? I heard the girls arrived too”

“Too tired”

“I heard Yeji came today”

“Mhm”

“You know she gave you those chocolates last year for valentines, right?”

“Like you would ever let me forget” he was still scrolling through his phone, one hand resting on top of your legs comfortably. If any of the boys walk in on you know they’d probably shoot you weird looks but when it’s just the two of you, you don’t really fight like cats and dogs. 

“Don’t you like, like her back atleast?”

“Why?”

“I mean she said she liked you, don’t you think it’s a bit mean to not talk to her after that. Plus,. I think she came so she could spend some time with you and yet here you are hiding away”

“Well maybe I like spending time with you”

You looked at him like he told you the most ridiculous and confusing fact, Haechan looking over at you when you didn’t reply back to him

“What’s that look for?”

“Who are you and what have you done to Haechan?” You asked, leaning over to put a hand over his forehead. He just chuckled at you, swatting your hand away

“I just got the chills when you said that”

“Like the good kind of chills?” he teased, “No, the kind that’s making me want to throw up kind of chills” you sarcastically replied

He scowled at you, pushing your legs off of him before standing up. “You know, it’s not that hard to just admit it”

“Admit what?”

“That you actually like hanging out with me”

“I never said I didn’t, even if you get on my last nerves”

“I like keeping you on your toes, baby. I’ll be outside if you miss me” he winked at you then walked out the lounge area. 

What just happened? Was he flirting with you? Did he know? You thought to yourself.  

And boy does he love getting on your last nerve. You will never assume that he’s doing thing on purpose just to piss you off, but after your conversation with him he’s been talking more to Yeji the whole day. 

He’s naturally friendly and affectionate, no one can argue that. And it’s not like you have a right to be jealous, your pride is too high to admit Jaemin’s actually right.

You do like Haechan. 

So what do you do? you mope around without meaning to, the boiys noticing your change in mood throughout the night. 

You were just standing beside Jaemin as he grill the meat for dinner, not really saying much

“You’re going to burn holes to the ground if you keep staring at it like that” Jaemin said as he look over at your brooding figure

“Let me be, I don’t any place else to be”

“Uh how about hanging out with our friends”

“Your friends” you mumbled making Jaemin laugh at you, “Oh my god, I cannot with you. If it bother’s you this much, just admit it already. It will save us both the time and emotional stress”

“Hiw are you getting stressed, I’m literally not even saying anything here” you told him, lightly hitting him on the back. 

Meanwhile, on the other side of the garden area, Haechan was watching you and Jaemin. Not in a creepy way though. He just happen to notice you’ve been missing, only to find you standing by the grill with his bestfriend

“Yah Jeno, is there something going on with Y/N and Jaemin?” Haechan can’t help but ask when Jaemin laughed at something you just said

“Huh?”

“I mean they always hang out”

“Yea, well they’re friends” Jeno shrugged, “We’re friends too” Haechan grumbled, taking a big gulp of the drink Jeno just put on the table

“Are you perhaps jealous of the two?” Jeno asked, “Absolutely not, I was just asking”

“Well, don’t tell Jaemin I told you this but I think he’s going to ask her out this weekend” that was a complete and total lie, he only said that to push Haechan to finally do something. And judging by the way he’s now practically glaring over your make makes Jeno think he did the right thing. 

“I heard you even went out on a date with him” Jaemin said, making you look at him with confusion 

“Huh? When?” “The other day when he had an emergency practice”

“We just went to the cafe, it wasn’t a date”

“Right, right. Because that’s how you spend time with a person you don’t like”

“I don’t don’t like him”

“So you like him?”

“If i say yes will you stop?”

“I-” “Say yes to what?” Someone said from behind you, making Jaemin stop his sentence. 

Haechan looked back and forth between you and Jaemin, while Jeno looked like he was about to laugh. 

“Nothing” you answered quickly before Jaemin could utter another word, then skipped away to where the others were. Jeno was shooting his bestfriend with the ‘just go with it’ expression before Haechan catches on

“What was that about?” Haechan asked, “Oh I was just asking her something” Jaemin answered with a cheeky smile

He couldn’t have asked her already, right? Haechan thought. As the night went on, he can’t help but notice how you were obviously avoiding him. You looked like you were enjoying yourself when the guys invited you to play beerpong with them while this time he’s the one moping around. 

When you went inside to get something from the kitchen, Haechan immediately shoot up from his seat to follow you. Itching to ask you if Jaemin asked you out or not. 

“You think he’ll ask her out?” Jeno asked as he watch Haechan follow you, “Huh? Haechan? Why what did you tell him?” Jaemin asked back

“That you were going to ask Y/N out”

“Bro what the fuck, he’s going to kill me if I do”

You on the other hand had no idea about this, so when Haechan cornered you in the kitchen suffice to say you were pretty shocked, 

“Did you say yes to Jaemin?” he asked

“Say yes to what?”

“Didn’t he ask you out?”

“Huh?” you asked confused, Jaemin definitely did not ask you out. You know for a fact that he’s currently crushing on the new girl, Yoo Jimin. 

“No?”

“Are you not sure or you just don’t want to tell me”

“I’m so confused, one why would Jaemin ask me out and two why would I not want to tell you?” You asked, geniunely confused with him. “Because”

“Because?” you urged for him to continue

“God! You’re really going to make me say it first will you?” he sounded so frustrated you almost laughed, “I don’t know what you want to say Haechan, but please go ahead because like I said I’m very confused right now”

It took him approximately five seconds to think about his next actions, he counted up to three in his head before saying screw it then the next thing he know he was grabbing you by the waist, his lips on yours. 

You definitely did not expect that this is how your weekend will turn out, and you most definitely not think you would end up kissing Haechan. But here you were, trapped between the counter and him. His arms secured around your frame while your hands were resting on his arms. 

It’s like your mind and body were to separate entities, not one part of a single body because in your mind you were freaking out but your body was acting like this was how it was supposed to be all along. 

When the two of you eventually had to come up for air, you can’t help but stare at him

“What was that?” you whispered, his forehead resting on yours

“Me shooting my shot” 

Then you were laughing, Haechan looked at you like you just lost your mind

“You know this is the part where you say it worked”

“I- wait hold up. You like me?” you asked him, “You liked me first!” he screeched, pointing a finger at himself

“Says who?” 

“Says your cousin, then Jaemin and Renjun. Then you” You made a mental note to hit those three guys later

“Me? Just the other day I almost punched you in the face. If that was your indication of me liking you then you’re really messed up in the head”

“So you’re saying you don’t like me?” he asked, this time with a more serious look on his face. 

“I could neither confirm nor deny” you answered, trying to rile him up even more. You already know the answer, but it was nice to see Haechan like this.

“You know in my head, this wasn’t how I imagined this moment would turn out”

“Oh so you imagined kissing me” he smirked you, “As much you imagined kissing me” you retorted back, you had him there. 

“And?” 

“A bit underwhelming, not gonna lie”

That made Haechan do the thing you think is so attractive but never told a single soul because it was your secret, it’s when he pokes the inside of his cheeks with his tongue whenever he’s annoyed or things don’t go his way. 

“Are you saying I’m not a good kisser?”

“I’m saying it could be better” you shrugged, enjoying your new found power over him. It was short lived though because the next thing you know you were thrown over his shoulder then he was walking back out the patio. 

“Yah, Haechan don’t hurt her. I need to bring her back in one piece” you hear Jeno say 

“Sure, but it’s fine if she’s a bit wet right?”

“What?” you screamed then you were thrown in the pool, quickly resurfacing to the surface to see Haechan smirking at you. Instead of saying anything you just swam towards the ledge, hoisting yourself out the pool. 

“You look like you need a hug” you shot him a wicked smile as you walk towards him, you can hear cheers and laughter coming from your friends

“No thank you, baby. Maybe later”

“Come here”

“Don’t want to”

“No more kisses for you. 3 2″ then you were back in the pool again but this time Haechan was in there with you. Laughing as you watch him shake his hair out of his face, 

“Stop laughing you look like a wet dog” he said as he swam towards you, arms snaking your waist once again. As his lips close on your once again, you can’t help but smile. You’re pretty sure you heard your friends scream but all of that was background noise, it’s just you and him now. 

“How about that? Am I a good kisser now?”

“I don’t know, maybe try again”