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bibittybopittybadbxtch · 6 months

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Come And Watch Me Now

Pairing: Felix x Reader

Summary: Watching Felix rehearse gets you a little hot and heavy

Warnings: Mature, 18+, MDNI, Dirty Talk, Honorifics, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it), Felix Yongbok (bc he’s a warning)

Word Count: 1.1k

A/N: *Re Upload* hi! this is only the second thing i’ve ever written, and the first smut🤗 there will be punctuation errors. it’s not really proof read i wrote it on my phone. hope y’all enjoy! thanks for reading. p.s. I do NOT consent to have my work posted, translated or published to any third party site or app.

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you can feel him every where. his chest heaving against yours. his hands. one covering your mouth, the other working it’s way into your sweatpants. his lips on your neck. He works his way up to your ear, “come on princess, you said you could be quiet” he says breathily in your ear…How the hell did you end up here?

*5 minutes earlier*

“5…6…7…8” Lee Know counts the boys off as they begin the choreography for “Easy”. You’re sat in the studio watching them practice. Felix knew you didn’t have much to do today because you had just finished finals, so he invited you to come with him. “Even if all i can do is look at you while i work, i want to do it” you can’t say no to that. As you sit watching them practice, Lix keeps catching your eyes. Between the confidence in his movements and the cockiness in the lyrics, you’re feeling flustered. You’re watching him and he knows it. He loved moments like these. You desperate and him controlling the entire situation. You are praying to any higher power that will listen for some kind of break. All you need is 10 minutes. The way Felix knows your body, maybe only 7.

Someone must be listening, because you hear Chan tell everyone to take a 30 minute break. Perfect. Your pulse is slightly elevated as you watch your boyfriend approach you smirking devilishly. “Hi baby, everything okay? you look a little red.” his voice teasing as he reaches to your left grabbing his water, brushing your side in the process. His tone irritates you. He knows exactly what you want, you can hear it in his voice. “Lix please. you know” you whine. looking at him through hooded eyes. He chuckles at you and lowers himself to your level. He quickly glances in the mirror behind you to check the room. Some of the boys have left the room, other are engrossed in their phones. He gently cradles one side of your face. You lean into his touch and he brings your face closer to his. “No, im afraid i don’t. why don’t you use your words and tell me. i know you can.” you know he’s taunting you and normally you wouldn’t fold so easily, but seeing him in his element, sweating and having fun with his brothers your defenses were crumbles. “I need you to fuck me, please” He smiles at you then. He stands and grabs your hand to help you up, beginning to lead you out of the room.

His excitement makes you even more wet. You let me lead you out of the room into an empty studio down the hall. You close the door behind you and before you can turn around Felix spins you and pins you to the door. “Daddy’s so proud of you Princess. If you promise to stay quiet. I’ll fuck you just like you asked, for being such a good girl.” You look up at him eyes full of lust and swear “I can be quiet. I promise” He smirks at you and leans in capturing your lips in his.

*Present*

Felix removes his hand your mouth and slows his assault on your clit so you can answer. “I’m trying, but you’re not playing fair.” He chuckles at you. “Baby my hand is down your pants i don’t know what you want” You reach for his dick through his pants. He’s already fully hard. You stroke him twice before reaching for his waistband. “I want you to fuck me.” You tell him as you reach into his boxers. He hisses as you begin to stroke him slowly. “If you can’t stay quiet while i finger you, how do you expect me to believe you’ll be quiet with my dick filling up your greedy little pussy?” He asks looking at you expectantly. He’s not wrong. More than once someone has knocked on the door to tell you to keep quiet when you two thought no one was home and you and Felix got a little carried away. “I’m sorry. Please fuck me. i’ll be quiet. i will” You plead with him. He looks at your face and against his better judgment he relents.

He pulls your sweatpants down and pushes your underwear to the side. You’re already soaked as he eases his dick inside you. “Shit baby, you gotta relax for me. You’re squeezing me so tight” You take a deep breath to calm yourself as he begins to slowly slide in and out of you. He slides a hand to your clit to toy with it. “Daddy, i’m close please” you whine as you grind down on his dick. “i know baby, i know” he placates you with a devilish look in his eye. He slides almost completely out of you before slamming back in gently. You moan loudly and he quickly slaps his hand over your mouth to quiet you. he glares at you and you smile sheepishly under his hand. “One more sound out of you and i am going to leave you in this room needy and soaking wet.” Felix isn’t one to exaggerate, so you clamp your mouth shut. “i’m sorry. i’m sorry. please.” you say from beneath his hand.

Felix covers your mouth with his as he continues to fuck you. “I know. you’re so needy. come on princess. it’s okay. let go for daddy” You don’t need to told twice. You finally meet your climax with feeling still grinding into you chasing his release. His speeds up as he reaches his climax, pulling out to cum in your underwear. He tucks himself away and slumps into your neck, breathing heavily. Once he catches his breath he pulls back smiling. “You did such a good job princess, i know you struggled a little but you stayed quiet for me.” You smile shyly and hide your face in his neck.

You stay hidden in his neck for a minute before you hear Chan calling for everyone to come back so they can start rehearsing again. Felix pulls back and smirks at you. “If you sit and behave while i finish practicing, i have a present for you when we get home.” He kisses you on the forehead, tells you he loves you and then leaves the room like nothing happened. You’re in for a long day….

#felix x reader #lee felix #stray kids #stray kids felix #skz x reader #skz smut #skz imagines #bang chan #christopher bang

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httpshoney · 1 year

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high school au . heeseung x gn!reader ( fluff )

a/n: i have a quiz in three hours, i haven't slept, and i'm only relying on enhypen's new cb for sanity. stream 'Bite Me' !

p.s i wrote this during my 10 minute study break ...

not proofread ! english is not my first language , be kind ღ

Wherein Heeseung gets himself into troubling situations, but he always ends up with a smile when you show up.

It was unspeakable of how annoyed you are every time you storm into whatever room Heeseung is in. Your annoyance was just too much that there could never be a physical or verbal manifestation of it, and oh dear.

It doubles when you see Heeseung smile coyly. he knew.

He wasn't dumb. He was never dumb, but he lives for pushing everyone's button. In short, he's a menace to society.

still, even with your burning rage. Your eyes soften whenever you see any sign of discomfort or pain he exhibits. You melt for him and only him.

There was no denying that what you harbor goes deeper than being friends, and thoughts occupy your mind when you ponder if loving him romantically would be different than loving him platonically.

You'd have countless thoughts if he'd go easy on annoying you if you were more than just friends.

"Do you ever get tired of having to call for me every time you get into, quote on quote, unprovoked fights!" You nearly yelled out but held back from doing so when his arm twitched the moment you opened your mouth. Unconsciously, your hands nestled in his hurt arm that he hid from you when you stormed in.

"Well, you didn't have to come or show up with every call of your name in the intercom," he shrugged, loosening up his guard when you caressed his hurt arm. "I don't have to, but who will be there to clear your name?" You responded in a hushed tone, and it became silent moments later. the two of you moving harmoniously as if patching him up was a routine.

"Why do you keep on doing this? We're almost graduating; can't your lips just hold back from annoying everyone?" you nagged. helping him put on his blazer, and with a soft pat on his shoulder, you continue to look at him with eyes that just scream, I love you, and I'll save you anytime.

"For one, I can't hold back my lips. unless your lips are on mine.

"And for two, I'll do this every chance I get because I know you'll save me."

Shock was an understatement when your lips squealed and your hands unintentionally slapped his back. It was also unintentional when a string of curses left your lips.

"Did you just confess?!" You half-shouted in disbelief, covering your mouth as you looked at him with wide eyes.

"i did. And if it took you nearly an entire school year to notice, I wonder who's the dumb one now?" Heeseung smiled, pulling you to him in hopes you wouldn't curse at him again for his funny way of confessing.

You were short-tempered, and you had a habit where you would curse for hours when he did something you knew you'd hold a grudge for in the future. He wanted to make up for it just to avoid the incoming dread he'd face when he noticed that it really was an unromantic way of confessing.

"Hehe, can I confess again? "Maybe on the rooftop this time?" he sheepishly asked.

"ya! lee heeseung! I like you too, but you have to make up for that confession!"

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#honey writes!#heeseung #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #heeseung imagines #heeseung scenarios #heeseung x reader #fluff

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lotusmi · 1 year

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how to manifest with states specifically for the void state (if there are any mistakes or misinformation please correct them 💕)

States depend on how often you go back to them not how long you stay there for.

Simply knowing and accepting that you always wake up in the void is enough. If you are having problems with accepting your desire you can use methods which are optional such as affirming, visualizing, scripting etc.... note affirming once is okay 💜 you don't have to keep repeating it if you don't want to! You're still going to be in the wish fulfilled if you affirm it once or a hundred times it doesn't matter about how much you affirm it matter about how frequently you go back to that state.

Feelings such as feeling euphoric may not occur and that's okay you're still in the wish fulfilled state as long as you accept your desire and claim it as yours. And fulfill yourself in imagination visualising is not the only way to fulfill yourself. Methods such as affirming can also help this process. Give your desire to yourself in imagination give it to your inner man set yourself free. Feeling = knowing and accepting your desire.

States are easy to change as we are just I AM we can change states through intention for example I'm in the wish fulfilled it's done .. and boom you set the intention and now you're in the wish fulfilled. Negative thoughts are usually indicators that you have fell out of your state.

So to use states for waking up in the void is basically just knowing you can wake up in the void since affirming is my fave method. Whenever I think about the void I affirm I always wake up in the void aware it's done I'm in the wish fulfilled. I affirm once then move on with my day. Note there is no set time on how long it takes for your state to become your dwelling state. Just keep coming back to your state.

My favourite method to make my state my dwelling state is every hour I will affirm (or any other method like subs ) as much as I want it can be once also. And if I have time I will try and conjure the feeling. If I don't I just affirm that I already have it. It's like the 10 minute method where every hr for 10 mins you can do anything like affirming or vaunitng for your desire.

I like to SATS or the lullaby method at night. Sometime I do SATS one day and the next day I do the lullaby method. In SATS I visualise in words basically I "hear" myself talking to my friend about how I woke up in the void. And for lullaby I affirm that I always wake up in the void aware. These methods work fast for me as before bed you're most likely feeling sleepy or tired and at that time your subconscious is more open. Also when you wake up... when I wake up I usually vant or affirm.

Ending note.... you got this persist in the new story set yourself free imagination/4D is the only reality give yourself/your inner man your desire fulfill yourself and know/accept that you have your desire already. Don't identify with doubts and dismiss the 3d stay firm. ❤

p.s if there any spelling or grammar mistakes please ignore I wrote this at like 3 -4 AM in the morning. 💀

Great job :)

#void state #the void #law of assumption

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patchmenow · 4 months

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I usually dont do stuff like this, but i feel like i have to say it somewhere:

Disclaimer:

This has been written in a tired fit of anger. My thoughtprocess might not be easy to follow, as my brain is half dead rn. I am not attacking anyone, nor am I calling specific people out here. This is about a behaviour I have seen on multiple occasions from, too many to count, Twitter users.

(Please ignore grammatical errors, Im very tired)

If you dont like an art piece, don't be an ass about it.

For context: I've been on Twitter (X or whatever) going through some tags i frequent to have a look at the amazing art the community graces the platform with. Found a drawing that had been posted a good while ago and only like 10-ish likes. I wrote a comment on how i thought it looked insanely good. I come back to my phone having a message from Twitter, that someone answered to my comment. "What do you mean that looks so ugly"

I hate these comments, i really do. They make me unreasonably angry, even if it hasn't been on my own art.

For the people who see art, don't like it, and their first thought is "I don't like this, i'll share with the world how ugly it is": Please don't. Im not telling anyone to shut up and Im most definitely do not forbid you to share your opinion. What I am asking is that you try not to be so crude in your commenting, if you feel the need to share your thoughts.

A simple "This is ugly" is neither helpful to the artist or you. Such unthoughtful, in the moment, comments shoot down so many starting artists, whose skills, realistically, aren't on par with maybe that one artist you know that has been drawing for decades. But you might also hurt yourself in the process. There are so many people on Twitter who might hound you for insulting an artist they enjoy and might even go far beyond than a simple "you're wrong" (There is a very high chance that replys won't be as nice as my example. It is Twitter after all.)

The point that Im trying to make is:

Be nice and take a minute to think how your actions affect others, even if it's on the internet.

If you really want to share your thoughts on an artpiece you don't really like, try finding something you do like about it. Perhaps you like the colours? Maybe the scene that the artist was going for is something fresh and new? Perhaps even just the idea of the piece in question is something you enjoyed and start your comment with what you did like. And maybe try to describe *why* you dont like certain parts of their art.

Constructive criticism is the most welcome form of criticism. (or so I say)

If you can explain (or even just try to) why you dont like a certain aspect and then give an example on how it could be fixed, your comments can be a lot more helpful! It shows that you took your time to really look at the art and makes your criticism a lot more likely to be acknowledged and applied to the next piece!

In general: Let's all be a little nicer on the internet, because even if everyone is basically anonymous, the aftereffects of our words can have tremendous effects on others, it does not matter if we see the aftermath or not, it still happens. Insults from faceless strangers you might never know, still sting.

Again:

P.S. I am aware that stuff like this is so very common on Twitter and that yes, I am probably at fault for getting angry at this, because I keep using that forsaken app. Most likely, my post is not the first, nor the only, one about this topic. I simply felt like I needed to say it aswell.

P.P.S. I am also aware that I am not immune to writing rash comments or other various types of posts, in fits of strong emotion. This entire post is one such product.

#Rant #or does this count as more of a vent post?#It's my own fault for being on Twitter at this point #i seem to attract people who write insensitive comments without thinking #anyway #text post #twitter?#tired and angry #its very late #or early #be nice #my opinion #If you disagree with what i say or how I said it let me know #Im open to criticism on this

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fallingforthirty-minutes · 3 years

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Winky ❄️

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

WC: 1.6k

AU: Soulmate AU - whatever you draw/write on your skin shows up on your soulmate's.

Warnings: I finished this when sleep deprived and it is unedited, mentions of food

A/N: Hi all! Sorry for my absence, I promise you I am still alive, though I do sadly have Covid right now. Despite all this, I have decided to try and pull myself together to give you this! I can't promise it's great, but it’s something. I didn’t finish this when I meant to so it’s a few hours late for Christmas, but happy Christmas to everyone who celebrates it! To everyone else, I hope you have a happy holiday and a well deserved break!

To many, the holiday season was a great time of year, with Christmas fairs filled with what could barely be called rides and only the steaming, expensive cocoa to warm up your hands as everyone’s warm breath steamed up the air. Not to mention the grand meals and all the presents. That wasn’t exactly the case in Hawkins, Indiana. People still gave presents and such, but no one really made a big fuss otherwise, with very few houses decorating their exterior.

Y/N’s house was one of them. It wasn’t that their family loved Christmas or celebrated it religiously, it was just because it was always something they had done where they came from. It did make them stand out a bit more though. Needless to say, the mixture of this detail and Hawkins being a small town made it quite obvious that the Y/L/N’s were new to Hawkins. And that fascinated Steve Harrington.

What fascinated him more, however, by the seemingly mindless scrawlings that had been appearing on his arm, mostly his wrists and hands. They weren’t new, just more common now. Steve wondered what had been the cause, though he wasn’t complaining. This carried on until Christmas day, when he decided to change this.

Steve sat in his room, staring at a new doodle on his inner wrist of a snowman winking, and he couldn’t help but wonder if it was specifically meant for him or if his soulmate had forgotten that he could see their doodles. After about 10 minutes of contemplation, Steve saw a Sharpie out of the corner of his eye and knew what he had to do, so he grabbed it, uncapped the lid and held it in his mouth as he wrote: ‘Merry Christmas! I hope you have a good Christmas. Or Hanukkah. Or I guess just Happy Holidays in general if you don’t celebrate either.’ on his inner forearm, before quickly adding ‘P.S. nice snowman :)’

Steve recapped the sharpie and stared at his message, willing for a response. When he didn’t get one within a few minutes, he started rationalising why in his head. Maybe they were busy. Or maybe they just didn’t want to talk to him. Or they had just had a bad day and weren’t in the mood for conversation in general. No matter the reason, he couldn’t seem to calm himself, just in case something had happened to his soulmate, but he didn’t want to seem desperate: he was Steve Harrington, he wasn’t desperate.

All fear washed away when he saw writing appear on his other arm. ‘Happy Holidays to you too :) P.S. thank you, his name is Winky.’

Steve didn’t hesitate to write back: ‘Winky, hey? I bet he’s no cuter than you.’

Another response shortly followed: ‘You’re too sweet. That reminds me, sorry for all the doodles, I just moved to a new place so I’m very bored.’

‘What, like a whole new place? State and everything?’

‘Yup. I know absolutely no one here and school hasn’t restarted yet, not that it’d be easy to make friends in senior year anyway.’

‘That sounds like the worst Christmas present ever.’

‘Oh yeah. I gotta go but I’ll make you another doodle later.’

‘Promise?’

‘Of course.’

By the end of the conversation, Steve was grinning like an idiot. That was, until he saw the time, at which he yelled a curse word, grabbed a jacket and sprinted to his car, which he started and drove as quickly as he legally could to Dustin’s house.

“You’re late,” stated a cold, agitated Dustin, who had been waiting on the porch.

“Yeah well I got preoccupied. Why were you waiting out here anyway?”

“It was either this or listen to my mom talk about some gross thing Tews did again,” Dustin said with a shiver, though Steve was unsure if it was from the bitter wind or the thoughts of the boy’s mom’s stories. The older boy shook his head and chuckled slightly, before hearing something to his right, causing the boys to look over, only to see one of the town’s new residents who had moved in next door taking out the trash.

“Hey Y/N,” Dustin greeted.

“Hey Dustin,” they replied, sending the two boys a polite smile before starting to head back inside, pulling their jacket tightly around them in an attempt to hold in warmth.

“I’m Steve,” he awkwardly interjected, making Y/N stop and give him an amused smile. After a few seconds, he added: “Welcome to Hawkins.” Y/N nodded a thanks and headed inside, whilst Dustin stared at the doofus next to him.

“You lost all your game, Harrington.”

“Shut up,” an embarrassed Steve muttered, ruffling the boy’s hair as he walked past him and into Dustin’s house. Dustin groaned, fixed his hair and followed.

Meanwhile, Y/N hung out in their kitchen, snacking on some chocolate and watching their mum finish baking some brownies.

“Y’know, you could’ve made these yesterday and still have given them to the neighbours today. Brownies don’t go out of date in one day,” Y/N remarked.

“Yes, but they’re better fresh like this. Besides, you know your dad would eat them before they had even cooled down if given the chance, it’s a good thing that he’s asleep right now, which reminds me: would you mind delivering these? My back’s been hurting again and I’m so tired.”

“Sure.”

And that was how Y/N ended up on the Hendersons’ doorstep. After they knocked, they could hear some discussion from inside, presumably agreeing who should get the door, until eventually, Steve from earlier opened it, and it was clear that whoever he was expecting to see, it was not Y/N.

“Uh, Steve, right?”

“Um… yeah.”

“You don’t sound too sure,” Y/N teased, making him chuckle a little nervously.

“Right… do you want me to get Dustin? Or Mrs. Henderson?”

“Oh no, it’s fine. I just came to deliver these brownies. Little Christmas gift from the Y/S/Ns. Or just… a holiday gift if they don’t celebrate Christmas.”

“Well on behalf of the Hendersons, thank you, I can guarantee they will go down well.”

“My mom will be glad to hear it,” Y/N said, holding out the box for Steve to take. When he reached out to take it, Y/N caught a glimpse of all the doodles and writings on his now exposed arm. They couldn’t see all the writing and thought it too personal to want to read, but all the doodles seemed extremely familiar, because they looked exactly like the ones they had doodled. “I like the drawings,” they commented, not wanting to mention anything too personal.

“Hm? Oh, those were my soulmate. They doodle a lot.”

“I get that, I do the same. Kinda feel bad for mine because of it.”

“I love the drawings. Especially one I got today. It was a snowman winking.” Oh.

“Did you give it a name?”

“My soulmate did, called him Winky.” If it wasn’t already obvious enough, that was the final puzzle piece Y/N needed to know that they had met their soulmate.

“I love that. Well it was nice to properly meet you, Steve, but I have to get back home. I’ll see you around,” they said with a smile, trying not to show Steve that their brain was going into overdrive with this information.

“See ya,” Steve said, closing the door, immediately frowning once he couldn’t see Y/N anymore. Steve may have been an idiot, but he wasn’t dumb, he knew something was up.

“Who was it?” Dustin yelled from his room.

“Y/N, they brought brownies their mom baked,” Steve yelled back, heading back to Dustin.

“I know who my favourite neighbours are now,” Dustin commented, practically drooling at the thought of brownies, until he saw the thoughtful look on Steve’s face. “Oh no, you’re thinking, that’s never good.”

“Y/N was acting weird. They saw my soulmate’s doodles and then… I don’t know, maybe I’m just overthinking it.”

“Okay, we’ll if you’re not overthinking it and you’re right, I can think of 3 possible reasons that involve you. 1. they’re your soulmate, 2. they thought you were attractive and then became painfully aware that relationships that aren’t with your soulmate in the end game are kind of futile, or 3. they just thought you were creepy and wanted to get away from you.”

“Was that last one supposed to cheer me up?”

“Just telling you my theories.” Steve sighed.

“Just take the brownies.”

When holding them out, Steve and Dustin both noticed something appearing on the older boy’s upper arm and turned all their attention to watching what was forming. It was a gingerbread man and a message (Steve was holding his breath the whole time it was written): ‘Enjoy the brownies :)’. The two had already frozen, but if they hadn’t, they definitely would have at that moment.

“Holy shit,” Dustin muttered. “Why are you still here? Your soulmate is literally next door! Go!” And so Steve did. He practically threw the brownies at Dustin and failed several times at putting his jacket on as he ran outside, his arm constantly missing the sleeve. He only stopped running when he realised that he would have to knock on their door and possibly meet one of their parents already, and he didn’t really want to do that right now.

“Cold feet?” asked a familiar voice from behind him.

“Y/N,” he breathed, turning to face them.

“I told you I’d make you another doodle.” A large and genuine smile made its way to Steve’s face, one that Y/N’s copied.

“Then thank you for my favourite Christmas present.”

#fall-writes #stranger things imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington imagine #christmas fic

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holidaywishes · 4 years

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When We Are Together...

Requested: 👍

Summary/Request: can you write a fic where freddie and the reader have been together for 10 years, married for 6 and have twins who are 5, but their relationship is a secret to the leafs. at a christmas get-together, the reader brings the kids and freddie rides seperately (maybe coming earlier) and then the teams put two and two together and realize that they’re together and it just cute and fluffy.

Warning: Just fluff

Author’s Note: I’m gonna be honest, I had a difficult time writing this because I kept trying to figure out how they could be together for so long without any of the leafs knowing, so I had to take some liberties with the request; I changed the timeline to together for 8 years, married for 6 and two four year old twins -- just so it would fit with Freddie’s time in the NHL. I hope that this short little fic is kind of what you were looking for, @all-time-fanatic. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa and Cheers to a much better year in 2021!

P.S.: I’m putting a song credit because it’s what I titled the fic and because it’s what I was listening to as I wrote it so I wanted it to kind of have that happy Christmas vibe!

Song Credit: When We Are Together -- The Tenors

Freddie’s P.O.V

“I don’t get why you don’t just tell everyone?” Jake asked you as you decorated his tree with him and his daughter

“She doesn’t want to...” you said

“Freddie, you have twins,” he scoffed, “I’m pretty sure that she wants to be able to share that with everyone.”

“I don’t know. When we first got together,” you started, “I was in Anaheim. That’s where she lived and worked. That’s where her life was and when I got traded, she couldn’t come with me but I wanted to stay with her and she wanted to make it work. But because no one had met her, she didn’t make any connections with people here and I was so focused on my game that no one was trying to set me up on dates or anything so it was surprisingly easy to keep it private. It wasn’t that we wanted no one to know or that we wanted to keep it a secret, we just weren’t having any issues and we figured it was because we weren’t showcasing it to everyone.”

“But then you got married and none of the team was invited?” Jake asked

“We were visiting my family in Denmark and we walked past a wedding in the park and we both thought, ‘why don’t we just get married here?’ so we did. It didn’t even occur to us that no one from the team would be there or that she wouldn’t have bridesmaids or that I wouldn’t have groomsmen. We had each other and that was all we needed.”

“Okay, I get that,” he said as he sat down on the couch before you did the same, “but when she got pregnant, she moved here. Because you were here and she couldn’t or didn’t want to take care of the babies on her own but you still didn’t tell anyone...”

“I got pregnant,” (Y/N) said as she walked in the room, running her hand over your shoulder as she sat on your knee, “and had to find my life here -- find a job, figure out if I should get a nanny or not -- and I still hadn’t met any of the team or their partners. Then, I had to go on bed rest for the majority of the pregnancy so there wasn’t really a time for us to introduce me to everyone and explain everything. Fred still had to work and focus on his game. It just never came up, I guess...”

“So, how are you going to explain being at this party?” Jake’s wife, Courtney, asked (Y/N)

“We hadn’t really thought about it?” Freddie admitted and (Y/N) shook her head in return

“We could always say we became friends first,” (Y/N) gestured between herself and Courtney, “in L.A while Jake was there and spent time together when we both found out we were dating someone in the league?”

“I mean it could work...” Courtney said

“The timelines match” Jake added and you nodded

“But isn’t everyone going to be angry with you guys?” Courtney asked, “that you lied?”

“We didn’t lie,” you interjected, “we just didn’t tell people because it never came up...”

“Fred, it’s your life. It never came up when you quarantined with Auston? At all?” Jake laughed

“Auston wasn’t really concerned with anything he didn’t already know...” you admitted

“I don’t have to go,” (Y/N) said, “I mean it’s gonna be late anyway and the twins should probably not be up late...”

“What? No,” you said, pulling her close to you, “it’s Christmas. We can go separately, I have to be there a little bit earlier anyway”

“Is this all too complicated?” she asked with a giggle

“Yes” Jake and Courtney replied

“No,” you corrected, rubbing her back before kissing her cheek, “we’ll be fine, trust me.“

When it came time to leave for the party, you had to explain to your daughters why you weren’t going with Freddie

“Daddy had to take some pictures with the team and they wanted to be there before everything started,” you explained, “so they could all enjoy the party!” The girls seemed to take you at your word and you were able to usher them out to the car so you all could make your way to the party.

“Mommy look!” Mikaela’s voice called out to the back seat as she noticed the decorations on the outside of the building, “THERE’S ELVES!”

“I see that, love” you smiled

“JULEMANDEN!” Nora exclaimed, seeing the man in a red suit greeting guests as they walked inside the building

“Yeah! Isn’t that exciting?” you giggled, “you two have to be on your best behaviour, okay? For Santa’s sake”

“We’re always on our best behaviour!” they laughed

“You are your father’s daughters...” you whispered to yourself, pulling up to the front and letting a valet park the car after you got Mikaela and Nora out of the backseat. You took a deep breath before walking up the stairs with the girls holding your hands, stopping in front of the man in the Santa suit.

“Julemanden! Julemanden!” the girls said excitedly, earning a smile from you before the man asked if they wanted a picture

“That would be lovely!” you cheered, positioning your daughters on Santa’s lap for the elf to take a photo while you snuck a picture on your phone as well.

“Bye Bye Santa Claus” Mikaela said to the man as Nora waved goodbye and the man, true to character, winked as the three of you walked into the party. You looked around for a minute, trying to find Courtney or Freddie before sitting down at a table

“Mommy,” Nora whispered as she tugged at your dress, “where’s daddy?”

“He’s here somewhere, sweetheart,” you cooed, “we’ll find him. Let’s go sit down, okay?” It wasn’t long after you were seated that Courtney found you, “oh thank god!” you exclaimed

“Everything okay?” she asked as she brought her daughter onto her knee

“I can’t find Freddie...” you replied

“He’s out there, taking pictures, he’ll be back here with Jake in a minute.” She said calmly, “How are you and the girls doing?”

“Fine. Good. Fine,” you sighed, “they want they’re dad and I just feel... weird.”

“Because of all the lying?” she joked and you scoffed

“I mean.. kinda,” you admitted, “I know it’s not like we intentionally lied, but Freddie is still trying to figure out who to tell first... I’m just trying to bite my tongue”

“You realize that they’re not all idiots” she laughed

“What are you talking about?” you smiled in return

“Some of them are pretty thick, the younger ones especially,” she said, “but if they can’t notice that these girls are the spitting image of their goaltender? There’s no hope for them.”

“What? because they’re redheads?” you scoffed and Courtney nodded, “nah, they could easily be Scottish or Irish.”

“Do you know any Scotsmen or Irishmen? If so, where are they tonight?” she joked

“No,” you giggled, “you know what I mean...” She nodded just as Jake and Freddie sat down at the table, Mikaela and Nora hugging their dad excitedly

“Far, vi så julemanden!” Nora said

“You did?!” he smiled, kissing her cheek

“Look! Look!” Mikaela drew the attention back to her, showing Freddie the picture, “see!”

“I do! That’s so cool. Did you ask him for anything?” Freddie said, smiling at you before turning his attention back to the girls

“No” Mikaela said

“No?” Freddie asked, “why not?”

“We wanted to find you!” Nora exclaimed. She was definitely a daddy’s girl, both of them had him wrapped around their little finger, but Nora was more like Freddie so he connected with her in a way that Mikaela didn’t. That didn’t bother Mikaela though, she was far too concerned with being the centre of attention.

“Well how will he know what you want?” Freddie joked

“Daddy!” Mikaela laughed, “Julemanden knows everything!”

“You’re right!” he agreed before turning to the adults at the table. Soon, you were met by some of Freddie’s teammates and you waited to see how you’d be introduced.

“Who do we have here?” Mitch asked sweetly, referring to Mikaela and Nora who blushed at his question

“This is Mikaela and this is Nora” you smiled as you introduced them

“Well hello, Mikaela, hello Nora,” he greeted, “it’s nice to meet you. I’m Mitch, this is Stephanie.”

“Hello” the girls said shyly

“And who are you?” Stephanie asked quietly, trying not to be rude. You caught Freddie’s stare quickly before answering

“I’m (Y/N)...” you started, “Courtney and I met in L.A.”

“We became really good friends, she was a great distraction from the hockey world” Courtney laughed

“And these two little ones are yours, (Y/N)?” Stephanie asked

“They are,” you smiled, “they’re twins. Mikaela’s one minute older and she holds it over little Nora’s head as much as she can”

“Mom!” Mikaela whined as the table laughed, turning to Freddie, “kan vi gå derovre?” Freddie nodded while you and Courtney exchanged a glance, wondering if anyone caught the interaction between the girls and Freddie

“So... how come the girls like Big Red so much?” Willy asked, earning a head shake from Courtney and you to look to Fred for an answer

“Well,” he started, “they’re actually...”

“YO FREDDAY!” Morgan shouted from behind you, Auston walking beside them, “how’s everyone doin’ tonight?”

“We’re good, Mo,” Freddie laughed, “not as good as you though”

“We’re having fun!” Mo continued, “it’s a party!”

“It’s Christmas!” Auston added, “who are you?” he asked, training his eyes to you and you looked around awkwardly before he walked to your side

“She’s my..” Freddie started but was soon interrupted by Kyle

“Hey guys,” he smiled, “we’re hoping to get a couple more pictures out with Santa. Do you mind coming out front?” The boys were quick to rush outside but not before Freddie could apologize

“We’ll tell them when we get back inside, I promise.” He assured you and you just shook your head, pouting sarcastically.

“Tell them what?” Stephanie asked when the boys were out of earshot, gasping when it finally hit her, “they’re his aren’t they?!”

“Yes,” you smiled, showing her the ring on your finger and her mouth dropped agape, “he’s really quite the softy around them. We’ve been together for 8 years but I lived in California until I got pregnant. Then I moved here, to be with my husband and the father of my children.”

“That’s crazy!” she scoffed, “how did you guys manage to keep it private for so long?”

“It was never intentional” Courtney interjected

“You knew?!”

“Of course!” She exclaimed, “Jake and Fred played in California at the same time, so we were part of the same world; we ran into each other a lot and really did become close while we were there.”

“We always thought we’d tell everyone, but things kept coming up and we never got around to telling anyone. And now it’s been 8 years, 6 years of marriage, and we have two kids. So, it’s probably about time everyone knew.” She nodded emphatically while you laughed, taking a sip of your drink to clear your throat.

Freddie’s P.O.V

“Say Merry Christmas!” the Elf said as he took the picture of Santa, the team and a couple kids who came to sit on Santa’s lap.

“Merry Christmas!” everyone shouted

“And Happy Hanukkah!” Zach added, earning a laugh from the group. When Mikaela and Nora came up to sit on Santa’s lap, you were surprised that the guys were still seemingly clueless that they were your daughters

“I see you two are back” he smiled

“We forgot to tell you what we wanted!” Mikaela started, “even though we know that you know everything...”

“We just wanted to make sure,” Nora added, “Daddy said to make sure.”

“Your daddy is very smart,” the man in the Santa suit agreed, “so what would you like?” The girls began rattling off items, “whoa whoa!” he chuckled and you shook your head, “one at a time!” Mikaela went first, naturally, and then Nora quietly gave her requests to the man they both believed to be Julemanden. It wasn’t until the team saw the three of you in a picture together that they seemed to see the connection

“Freddie...” Zach asked, treading carefully, “are you.. a dad?” You laughed, smiling to yourself

“Yes, Zach, I’m a dad” you confessed

“Hold up, hold up!” Auston stopped you, “these two little girls are yours? You have twins?”

“We’re his favourite people!” the girls chimed in, gripping your hand as tight as they could

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Zach asked, “we could’ve helped you.. we could’ve babysat”

“I’ve been asking him that for the past three days” Jake finally added

“Wait you knew?!” The team exclaimed

“They needed friends on the team. Court and (Y/N) already knew each other, so it was an easy fit.”

“Look, you know now.” you said, lifting Nora up to introduce the boys to your daughters, “Guys, this is Nora and this is Mikaela. They’re my daughters and they’re four years old. Girls, these are my friends, my team.”

“Hi” they said quietly just as the group got back to the table

“And this,” you said, placing your hand on (Y/N)’s shoulder, which she took gently, “is my wife.”

“WIFE?!” Willy and Auston shouted

“You’re married too?!” Mitch asked

“Have been for 6 years now...”

“So that’s why you never came out with us...” Nick asked, laughing at his own words

“Among other reasons” you returned

“Wait... how did I not know about this? I lived with you for six months and you never said a word!” Auston said angrily

“You weren’t really trying to learn anything new,” you said, “you just wanted to have a carefree time. So, that’s what we did.”

“I can’t believe this...” Justin said quietly, almost to himself

“Neither can I,” Stephanie chuckled, “but aren’t these girls adorable?”

“They really are” John said

“And now that we know they’re yours, it’s impossible not to see it” Zach added

“I can’t believe you guys didn’t have any kind of clue...” (Y/N) laughed, “especially after they spoke Danish to Freddie”

“I just thought that Freddie was teaching them Danish... for some reason...” Willy admitted, dropping his eyes as he listened to what he was saying

“Well, I’m glad everyone knows now. I could definitely use some people to watch the games with... who stress just as much as I do when anyone on the team gets hurt.” (Y/N) said before noticing the girls drifting off to sleep, “but it looks like we should get the little ones home to sleep.”

“Or they’ll be cranky all night and all day tomorrow.” You said, waving goodbye to the table and carrying both of your daughters out to the car as they fell asleep against your shoulder.

“Aren’t you glad they finally know?” (Y/N) said as the two of you drove home, letting the stirring of the engine lull Mikaela and Nora to sleep

“I’m happy they met you,” you admitted, holding her hand in yours before kissing the back of it, “and that they didn’t totally freak out when they met the girls.” She leaned over the console as she listened to you, waiting for you to express what you did, “Yes. I’m glad they finally know.” You smiled as you watched the grin grow across her face

“I knew you’d feel that way.”

#Frederik Andersen #Freddie Andersen #Frederick Andersen fluff #Freddie Andersen fluff #Frederik Andersen imagine #Freddie Andersen imagine #masterlist #the other masterlist #christmas imagine #christmas fluff

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Omggg how you wrote out my request certainly surprised me but I totally enjoyed what you did with it!! And you said that you'd love to write a second part? Well, may I perhaps request that? 👀👀 (P.S.: I'm really relieved that you liked the idea haha, I've been sitting on it for awhile)

Hey again, simulationone!! I’m happy you like the direction I look it in. I was going to have the Reader become Akechi’s Navigator but I think that was a better direction to take it. Also, I tried a different style with this one, so I hope you like it!!

I loved the idea, it was so unique! If you have anything else that you want to request, you’re more than welcome to. By the way, this is suuuper angsty. If you don’t like that kind of thing, skip this post!!

Link to Part 1 here!!

- Nexus.

Trigger Warning: Major Character Death ;; Blood ;; Violence ;; Injuries ;; Swearing

Dance With Justice [2] | Goro Akechi

Perhaps there was a reality where she never had to hurt anyone. A world in which the Phantom Thieves never existed & justice was never an issue. Everyone could simply be happy without any concerns. However, thus was not her current fate.

This was never supposed to happen. She was going to die here, stuck in Mementos until she bled out.

{ Sat, 23 / 10 / 20XX }

Akechi had laid the plan out to her on this day: He had been given an opportunity to meet with the Phantom Thieves at the Shujin Academy. In particular, there was a panel in which a Q&A style show was being held. All they had to do was attend & imply they knew the identities of the Phantom Thieves before he ‘ inconveniently received a phone call ’. Afterwards, the group would be forcibly assembled in the Faculty Room & there they would unfurl the evidence. The photos the both of them had gathered & the video of them disappearing into the Metaverse.

As a result, they would be forced to stop committing their crimes after they took down the Palace of one individual in particular: Sae Niijima. He did admit that he was afraid for the life of his colleague because she was investigating the Phantom Thieves. If they were the perpetrators behind the metal shutdowns, she might be targeted next because she was seen as a threat.

However, there was one thing they were not to be informed about. The additional plan to arrest their leader as a warning of sorts. Additional police forces were to be sent out into the Metaverse & they would corner him when he was alone. It was quite simple but effective. All they had to do was cooperate with them.

This was all communicated to her over lunch in the school rooftop & she nodded, steeling her resolve.

{ Wed, 26 / 10 / 20XX }

Alas, the school festival came too quickly. The first day was ‘ unimportant ’, according to Akechi { although he did look rather embarrassed when she asked what happened with the Phantom Thieves... }.

It was about 20 minutes before the panel was due to start & she had already taken a seat somewhere near the centre. People were already gathered at this point because the Famous Ace Detective: Goro Akechi was going to be answering questions. Frankly, she found it quite creepy the levels most fans went to in order to see him.

Eventually the debate began. Makoto Niijima, student Council President, was hosting & essentially demanded answers related to his detective work reguarding the Phantom Theives. It was immensely impressive how he managed to dance around the answers, giving something vague yet satisfying. Was this is the life of a celebrity?

The question about the identity of the mysterious group soon came up. As her cue came, she texted him & there was the sound of Akechi’s ringtone going off. Silence spread through the auditorium in a strange mix of disappointment & comedic timing. After making a remark along the lines of not wanting to be trolled online, he quickly requested that a break be tacked on.

Quietly, she moved her way across the row & slipped out before the crowd could congest any corridors. The PE Faculty Office was easy enough to find, with many students easily offering directions. Slipping in before anyone else, there he stood.

“ Akechi. Are you ready for this? There’s no going back after we present the evidence. ”

“ Of course. The Phantom Thieves are a menace to society & by getting rid of them, people will finally feel safe in Japan. That’s what you want as well, right? ”

“ Yeah. Murderers aren’t welcome. ”

Once they had all entered, she presented the photographic evidence & introduced herself. Ryuji was in shock. Makoto seemed to be struggling to process the information. Explaining how both herself & Akechi had met, she pressed onto the point: Sae Niijima. She had to be saved from the mental shutdown culprits. An agreement of sorts was made by their rather stoic leader Akira. They would all work together to solve the cases.

{ Wed, 16 / 10 / 20XX & Thurs 17 / 11 / 20XX }

After the initial investigation into Sae’s Palace, keywords & location, these were the days of infiltration, so to speak. The Casino of Jealousy was vibrant & full of money. Coins were messily spread around on every single surface, posters containing snappy tag lines about how winning was key to survival. It was all so decadent. Cognitive shadows lined up for a chance to participate in the game known as the legal system. What a sick way to look at justice.

Despite the crimes they had committed, the Phantom Theives were very casual. They showed no symptoms of guilt nor doubt & insisted on these strangely flashy moves such as the All-Out Attack or the Showtime, in which they would defeat a bundle of enemies all at once. Although they were powerful, did they really feel the need to show off that much?

The other problem was their leader, Joker. He was tenaciously gripping onto both herself & Akechi { or Crow, was it? She never understood the need for the ridiculous code names... } to remain on the front lines to see what they could both do. Despite having bounds of energy at the beginning & regular breaks, it was quite tiring to keep having to constantly battle. Perhaps that was why she ended up being held captive by a Shadow.

It demanded Yen & safety. It was not a substantial amount of money & the Palace’s supposed ‘ Security Level ’ was not particularly high. She had seen how Akira had been picking through remains of the corpses of these beings, as they contained Yen. For some unknown reason during the negotiation, he simply refused to part. Apparently Joker, the supposed leader of the just Phantom Thieves believed some money more important than an ally.

Even as the shadow tore through skin & left almost fatal wounds, it hurt more to reaffirm her belief that the Phantom Theives were merciless.

Waking up was a surprise to be sure. To be greeted by Akechi in the nearest Safe Room asking if she was okay? It was very much a shock. He offered to patch up the wounds that were unreadable by her own hands & scolded her for being so reckless on that battlefield. It was good that both Queen & Mona were on hand, otherwise she would have died. Despite the presence of the other members of the group, this felt like a rather intimate moment.

The two of them kept having these strange moments: Delicately & intimate but as though something was missing.

A touch that lingered for longer than it needed to; Comforting words on a cool evening when she felt upset; Sitting within close proximity despite there being more space for the two of them than needed. Small signs that seemed to be hesitantly trying to convey something.

Even now as she paused to take in his appearance, it was startling. Dressed up in his princely regalia that was his Metaverse outfit, he looked rather charming. With golden tassels & a red cape, something about him seemed to just ooze noble. Though at times he could be slightly extra with the poses he pulled, Akechi was kind.

That was why she never saw it coming.

{ Thurs, 18 / 10 / 20XX }

Signaling for a meeting, Akira explained that they were going to write & send the Calling Card today. The debate about where to send it was long, strenuous & boring. After they eventually decided to be direct by mailing it to the Niijima residence, everyone disbanded for the day.

Aside for Akechi, who invited her to play Darts in Kichijoji. What a strange request.

The atmosphere was actually rather calming. At night, there were few around to disturb them. Handing over 800 Yen to play, the game began. It was nice to simply be able to talk about something unrelated to the Phantom Thieves for the both of them & although Akechi’s aim was unerring, she found it rather difficult to hit the tiny target, let alone land it in a specific place to score as many points as possible. After a while & with some expert advice, there was definitely some improvement.

By the time night struck, she had barely noticed until he had pointed it out. Everything was moving so swiftly. Offering to walk her to the train station, he was ever so polite. Until it rained.

It absolutely poured down with rain as the two of them descended the stairs of Penguin Sniper. Luckily, she had packed an umbrella into a crevice in her bag. The detective next to her? Not quite as fortunate as he sighed. Feeling bad, she offered to share & he accepted with reluctance after realising that it was better than the alternative of running home in the rain.

Being this close was both enthralling & embarrassing. Something about being forced this close to him was killing her. Akechi seemed to be doing alright, staying underneath to avoid both his hair & briefcase from becoming drenched by the cascading water. After a while that was in some respects a long time but in others not long at all, they reached the train station, parting ways when they had a difference in train line.

She knew exactly what she was feeling: There was no use in denial. Repressing such feelings would be more painful in the end. However, now was not the time to tell him. Catching the Phantom Thieves & saving Japan was more important than a high school romance. Filing the secret away for later, it was kept close to her heart.

{ Fri, 19 / 10 / 20XX }

It was almost too easy how quick everything was to fall into place. Putting on her best acting face was difficult but it was a believable lie, especially when most of the stress was based around getting Joker out alive. All their valiant efforts were for nothing. Similar to a spider spinning a web to catch prey, they had fallen victim.

After facing down the shadow of Sae Niijima herself on this strange roulette like battlefield, her desperate desire to achieve victory at all costs was her downfall & as she fell to her knees, clearly defeated, Queen went over to comfort her. Skull took Fox with him to steal the Treasure & once they discovered the numerous police forces that had made their way into the Metaverse, everything was taken up a notch.

Whilst Joker agreed to take the Treasure, thus becoming a distraction, everyone else would take the time to escape back to reality. A makeshift plan but one that would work in both her own & Akechi’s favour. Dashing along the protruding walls of the casino was thrilling as the group moved in sync, grappling along & weaving through like a natural born instinct.

Inevitably, he was captured. The leader of the Phantom Thieves, put behind bars. People would be safe from the mental shutdowns, they would no longer have to worry about having a psychotic breakdown. Without the branch that held them all together, there were no roots. As to not arouse suspicions, everyone parted ways until Akechi stopped her.

“ I... Know it’s rather late & we’ve just been to the Palace but there’s something I need to warn you about in the Metaverse. Will you join me in Mementos tomorrow morning? Preferably before school, if that’s okay with you, ” was all he requested with a ghost of a smile.

“ Sure, I don’t mind. Is there something else dangerous I should be worrying about? ”

“ It’s nothing too urgent but I thought I’d bring it to your attention since we are working on this case with the Phantom Thieves together. After all, we still need to hold the others accountable for their actions. ”

With that, she left. Akechi had always been a reliable source of information, so why would he lie?

{ Sat, 20 / 10 / 20XX }

It was the early morning. Despite the cold, she was in warm spirits as she approached the Shibuya line. Waiting there for her was the Detective Prince himself. Overnight, there was a decision made that once Akechi broke this bad news to her that she would change the mood by confessing. After all, it would be difficult to keep under lock & key.

Fading into the background as other students filtered in, they talked for a short period of time before getting down to business. Typing in ‘ Mementos ’ to the MetaNav was easy enough & there they were, standing at the dusty entrance.

Together, they fought their way down into a few floors below the surface. Although it took longer for them to traverse these levels due to not having a method of transportation such as the Mona Car, the Shadows were easy pickings for the two of them. At least, that is what she thought until two laser blasts from a ray gun burnt into her back.

Standing over her was a very different Goro Akechi to the person she had preciously known. What was once a charismatic smile that could charm anyone become a psychotic grin that looks unnaturally wide. Though she had once thought of his eyes as a storm of emotions, worries about the future & the safety of Japan, they were most definitely a typhoon, pulling victims in to tear them apart without a trace of mercy. Even as he called her a blind fool for trusting him & berated her sense of justice, the burning pain of the wounds that burnt through the Metaverse outfit were clouding her vision. She could have sworn there was the sound of someone walking away but there was too many sensations for her to clearly tell.

No one was going to find a dead body in the depths of Mementos. She found it morbidly ironic that her last thought was that she would never be able to tell Akechi how she truly felt.

Word Count: 2.3k

Publish Date: 06.10.20

#{ crow }#{ oh boy did I want to name this Dance With Justice 2: Electric Boogaloo }#goro akechi x reader #akechi x reader #goro akechi #persona 5 royal x reader #persona 5 x reader #persona 5 imagines #persona #p5r #tw: death #tw: blood #tw: injuries #tw: swearing #tw: violence #{ why is this my longest work what the heck }

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dabisangel · 4 years

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“Tutor”

Pairing: Dabi X Reader

Genre: Fluff (?)

Warnings: Soft boy Dabi (Not really a warning. More of a blessing lmao)

Word Count: 1.1 k

Summary: You’re sitting at your kitchen table working on some Chemistry homework. You're having a really hard time, and Dabi notices. He decides to help.

a/n: As I’ve said before, school is kicking my ASS. So I wrote this while writing equations for alpha decay (which sounds really fancy but is kind of easy ((((SoMetiMes)))))) . Please enjoy my ramblings

P.S: I didn’t proofread this. Please don't kill me

Dabi lounged on your couch, tapping at his phone screen.

You tugged at your hair frustratedly. Chemistry was one of those things that made no sense to you. All of the rambling about ions and elements made your brain want to melt.

His attention turned to you when he heard you curse under your breath, and made his way to the kitchen.

“What are you stressing about?” He asked pressing his palm to the table, leaning over your shoulder. After eyeing the paper, he reached to pull out a chair and sat next to you. “Oh come on. Don’t tell me you need help.” He teased. The smug look on his face was one that you knew all too well.

“Please. Not right now.” You raised a hand to your temple and squeezed your eyes shut. “I have an exam in a few days and I have no clue what any of this even means.”

You were being completely honest. Every time you went to class you would take elaborate notes, making sure to jot down everything your professor said. But to no avail, chemistry still made 0 sense to you. You were so stressed that you could cry.

“Here let me help you.”

You craned your neck in his direction, scrunching your eyebrows. Thinking for sure that he was toying with you, your ears heated up with anger. “Dabi I’m not kidding this stuff is r-“

“You’re only fucking up because you're setting up the equation wrong.” He pressed his pointer finger to the paper. “If you’re going to set up an equation for the alpha-decay of thorium-232, thorium should be on one side. And the new element and emitted particle should be on the other side.”

You blinked in disbelief. Of course, Dabi was smart, insanely so. But you had no clue he was good at chemistry.

His eyes flicked up to meet yours. “Are you going to keep staring at me? Or are you going to re-do the equation.”

Snapping out of your trance you brought an eraser to the paper, getting rid of all of your mistakes. “Thank you.”

After bringing your pencil to the paper and looked at him cluelessly. “Okay, so what do I do?”

In about 30 minutes he walked you through the chapter, explaining everything from top to bottom. Surprisingly he was very understanding and worked with you as you asked questions. He fixed your mistakes and explained them to you after you’d made them. After he’d finished reviewing the equations with you he left for the couch. “Call me back if you need any help.”

You tapped your pencil to the table. It was all starting to make sense. You were able to quickly get through about 10 more questions on your worksheet. A groan escaped your lips as you came across a new type of problem.

“Dabi?”

“What?” He asked, still lounging and not looking up from his phone.

“What is beta decay again?”

He rose from the couch, his feet slapping against the wood of the kitchen floor as he entered. A finger pressed against your homework, at the section that you had just gone through. “Good job. Those are all right.”

You smiled. It wasn’t that often that you received praise from Dabi, so when you did it meant that much more.

He took a seat in the chair again and looked over the worksheet. “So you would set up the problem the same way.” Following along you nodded slowly.

“But instead of four over two, it would be zero over a negative one.”

In wonder, you stared at him. “How are you so good at this?”

A shrug was his response.

“Cmon.” You inquired. “You seem to know it by heart.”

He looked up from the paper, and over to your face. “I went to school too, doll.”

You blinked.

“I wasn’t always in the LOV.”

“Oh.” You said stupidly “I guess that makes sense.”

“Chemistry was my favorite subject.”

He spoke plainly, raising from his seat.

No matter how much you thought you knew Dabi, or that you had him all figured out he always had something up his sleeve. “You continue to amaze me.” You said staring up at him.

His lips pressed against your forehead gently before he retreated to the living room. “I’ve helped you enough, hurry up so you can go to bed.”

Craning your neck so that you could see him from your spot, you pouted. “Are you going to stay the night?”

Not looking up from the couch he responded, “I can’t talk to you until that homework is done.”

‘Fucking great’ you thought as you stared down at the paper. There were at least 30 more equations left. You gave the clock a pained look. It read 11:58 and you weren’t sure how much more time it would take. With a sigh, you brought your pencil to the paper and began to work through the equations.

After what felt like 12 hours you were done with your homework and trudged over to your boyfriend for lounged on the couch. “I’m done.” A yawn left your lips and you yawned. “Let’s go to sleep.”

Dabi rose from the couch and lifted you wrapping one arm around your waist, and the other onto the back of your head. He guided your cheek to his shoulder, massaging your scalp as he walked you to the bedroom. You wrapped your legs around his hips and crossed your ankles. “You did good,” he whispered, opening your bedroom door.

“Thank you for helping me.” Your voice was low. Exhaustion was getting the better of you, unhooking your ankles as he moved to set you on the bed.

“You’re welcome.” His hands reached for your blanket, tucking you underneath it. A kiss was placed to your forehead and he placed a finger under your chin. “I’ll see you in the morning, okay?”

A frown painted your face. “Are you leaving?”

It wouldn’t surprise you to see him go during the night. He usually did once you’d already gone to sleep, and would reappear later that morning. You glanced at your alarm clock. 1:34 AM.

“Yeah. I have some things I need to do.”

You tugged at his sleeve, “Don’t go. Come on. Can’t it wait?”

Truly you didn’t expect your pestering to convince him to stay. He stared down at you and slouched his shoulders a bit. You could tell that he was tired too.

“Okay.”

If you weren’t so sleepy you would’ve jumped for joy.

“Really?” Another yawn left your lips as he moved to lift the blanket, and settled into bed.

One of his arms snaked around your waist and he pressed his chest to your back. His chin nestled into the crook of your neck. “I feel like you’ve earned it.” He teased, placing a small kiss on the shell of your ear.

You smiled as your eyes fluttered closed.

“I believe I have.”

#dabi x reader #dabi imagine #mha dabi #dabi bnha #bnha dabi x reader #mha imagines #mha x y/n #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #bnha imagines #bnha x y/n

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worldofandromeda · 4 years

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Stray Kids Headcanon: As Boyfriends.

A/N: I spent over two and a half hours writing this, I hope you fucking enjoy it. Requests are open. (I swear, if the fucking gifs don’t work, I’m gonna sue my mother for making me exist).

Requested: No. By Who: my fucking imagination.

Word Count: 2052.

Not proofread or edited.

BANG CHAN

extremely loyal but also a bit of a shameless flirt, so he would need a partner that is able to snap him out of that habit

doesn’t overreact in fights, is actually pretty calm and rarely loses his temper

indecisive, so his partner would nearly definitely always end up being the one picking where you two eat or going on vacation together, stuff like that

loves when you compliment him but will give you ten more for every single one you give him, he just wants to make you feel loved

I feel like he would really enjoy simple date nights at home like when you two have a movie night or cook together, it doesn’t matter what you do, he just wants to be with you

but, I also feel like he is a big money spender, so i feel like he would spend a lot of his money buying you unnecessary gifts when he travels and treating you to really expensive and fancy dates whenever it is possible for him to do so

KIM WOOJIN

impulsive, probably really into spontaneous sex, maybe even public but he wouldn’t do anything you weren’t comfortable with even if you were misbehaving (I think he’s a dom but eh, who knows, his personality seems a bit sub to me, so maybe a switch, who knows?)

easily jealous, will actually hit a guy if he won’t leave you alone, yelling at anyone who looks at you the wrong way and don’t get me started on if some dude groped you or slapped your ass, cute little Woojin is about to unleash his inner WWE wrestler

would love being near you but also needs his alone time, so sometimes he would just turn his phone off for a couple of hours, just to have a bit of time to himself and you understand that, so you’re all good, no fighting about it, except maybe the first time he does it without letting you know, making you worry for him when he wasn’t replying

gets bored easily and is probably really adventurous, so sometimes you two would just be watching TV when he’ll say, ‘wanna go rock climbing?’ or ‘I want to go on a hike this weekend, you in?’ something like that.

problem solver, you got an issue? Tell him. Will encourage you to be open with your feelings and he will try his hardest to find a solution and make you feel happy and content again (p.s. he loves your smile)

his partner will most likely plan most of the dates but he would really love them if they had to do with something active, like ziplining or ice skating, even just going through a haunted house will really excite him (but be ready for him to cling onto you whenever there is a jump scare)

LEE MINHO

wants to know everything about you, might come off as a little nosy but really, he just wants to feel like he knows you better than anyone else because that would make him feel really proud

it would probably take a bit of time for him to open up to you and also, he would probably be the most cautious member when it came to announcing your relationship to the stays

would tease you a lot but he does it out of love, sort of like a little boy pulling his crush’s hair to get her attention (except he already has your attention, have you seen him?)

wouldn’t let anyone else’s thoughts of you change his opinion, if he thinks your beautiful then he thinks you’re beautiful, if he thinks you’re his soulmate and the most intelligent person he has ever met, then you’re his soulmate and the most intelligent person he’s ever met, he doesn’t care about what others think of you or your relationship as long as you are both happy, healthy and together

I swear, he’s a psychic, knows what his partner is thinking before they do. notices when his partner is sad, even when they try to hide it. he can tell how his partner is feeling just by the littlest things and he always tries his best to make them smile and feel better

is very good at knowing when his partner is lying, will find their tells very quickly and he would be really sad if they were lying about something that could hint at them cheating but he would feel even worse if they lied about their problems as to not ‘burden’ him. he wants to know about their problems, so he can help.

SEO CHANGBIN

always wants your attention, probably a bit clingy but not in the annoying way, in the cute way, would love just talking with you, no phones or anything, just you two, focused on each other

dramatic, always showing you off and yelling about how pretty you are and about how perfect he finds you, even when you’re not there with him

i feel like he’s actually really sensitive (i mean, when chan wrote that letter, remember?), so, there’s a chance a chance that when you guys argue he would start crying, most likely after though because he wouldn’t want you to see him break down

low maintenance, you don’t need to do much to make him happy, kiss his cheek and ruffle his hair affectionately and damn bitch, you got yourself a tamed and cheery pup

would probably really like singing with you, so, look out for all of those karaoke dates, even if you do sound like you’ve just swallowed a pineapple whole, including the skin and leaves (leaves, stalks? i don’t fucking know)

will always try to impress you, showing you new dances and raps, really wants to make you proud (even though you obviously already are)

HWANG HYUNJIN

hates fighting with you, so he tries to quickly resolve fights but if he’s actually really pissed off then it would probably end up with him breaking down and you having to comfort him

probably didn’t make the first move but was definitely crushing on you and really excited when you approached him and introduced yourself

will blush whenever you kiss his cheek or doing anything affectionate, especially in public or in front of the members, no matter how long you’ve been dating

really romantic, gets you flowers all the time, always takes you out for a fancy dinner whenever he sees you after a long time, buys you cute gifts, etc.

tells you that he loves you all the time. no matter the situation, when you leave the room, come back to the room, go out, when you wake up or at just random times, he just blurts it out. you two could be paintballing on opposite teams but he would still yell those three words across the field to you.

really loves holding your hands or just touching you in general (sexual and not 😉), puts his hand on your thigh when you two are in the car, always has his arm around your shoulders, kisses your jaw head every time you hug

HAN JISUNG

for some unknown reason i feel like he would have really high standards, so his future partner better feel fucking good if he chooses to be with her

gets shit done, you need to pack? bitch it’s done before you get to your bedroom. you want food? he’s already on the phone calling the local pizza place.

would notice all the little things about you, like the way you bite your nails or pull at your hair when you’re annoyed. he would be able to easily figure out how you’re feeling because of his observations

loves planning dates with you and always has the most ridiculous but ultimately hilarious and really fun ideas.

loyal as fuck, no hoe is getting their hands on your man, probably really sassy with anyone that hits on him.

bit picky about everything but i think he would try his best to compromise with you when it comes to certain things.

LEE FELIX

Plays video games a lot which really annoys you sometimes and you tend push him off the bed if he accidentally yells at you when you unintentionally distract him.

Really talkative and has the most random conversations with you but you don’t mind because they either turn out really cute or funny as all hell. Said conversations tend to happen at 3am in the kitchen while you two eat ice cream out of a tub with you sitting on the counter and Felix standing between your legs.

Loves taking you everywhere, whether that be to events, dance practice, concerts, on tour, everything. He just wants to be as close to you as possible and refuses to let anything get in the way of that.

Tends to show up late to dates but it definitely isn’t intentional, he just loses track of time or on some occasions dance practice, recording or song writing ran late. Always makes it up to you though.

A bit crazy but I mean so are you if he agreed to date you. Dance battles, food fights and hysterical laughter are all very common within your relationship and you both adore those regular occurrences.

Something you are very jealous of is his ability to look like the human definition of a rotten egg (bitch, he could never look anything less than perfect) and then, 10 minutes later, this GREEK MOTHERFUCKING GOD walks out of the damn bathroom.

KIM SEUNGMIN

really good problem solver and refuses to let arguments get out of hand. He doesn’t want you to be yelling at him when you could be cuddling or making out or watching tv or making music or laughing (etc.) with him.

does random things for you, like grabbing your phone for you, carrying your bag, bringing your dishes to the sink, answering your phone (if you say he can because you’re busy doing something), brushing your hair and more. He just likes helping you out as much as possible even if it’s with little mediocre tasks.

is very, very honest with you. Will tell you the truth about anything, how an outfit looks on you, his feelings, what happened to your leftovers, that rash on his ass (CUNT, WHAT-).

likes easy dates, going to the cinema, aquarium or zoo, a small picnic, a music festival maybe, even an art museum.

sometimes gets insecure and needs you to help him out of that bottomless pit, like, when he had so much trouble confessing to you because of his fear of rejection, it was fine though seeing as you liked him back (obviously! Who wouldn’t?)

is randomly silent sometimes which worries you but most of the time he’s either staring at you or daydreaming about you.

YANG JEONGIN

sometimes gets randomly moody but tries his best not to take it out on you and instead, walks out of the room to try and calm himself down or sometimes he just ignores you, so he doesn’t accidentally hurt your feelings, even though that would end up annoying you, lol.

Really likes receiving sentimental gifts, he doesn’t care if it’s not expensive or designer, he would definitely love a scrapbook or photo album about your relationship more than some stupid Gucci belt (can’t say the same for Taehyung though, lollll, I’m not funny).

Whenever you guys fought, he would leave because he hated the drama of it all. He would probably write you a letter as a form of apology. Speaking of letters, love letters! Or poems! Wait! Songs, he would fucking write songs for and about you, yes. Bitch!

Always sees the best in you and literally nothing about you seems like a flaw to him. In his opinion, you are legitimately perfect and bitch, if you tried to change anything, just know that this cutie would throw you over his shoulder before you even tried to change your style to look like everyone else.

He would love every second he spent with you, always taking pictures of you and everything you guys do, he’s just really fucking cute, which we all obviously already know.

If you rejected him because you were worried about him hurting you, get ready for this determined boy to prove you wrong, if he wants you, he’s going to get you (as long as it doesn’t make you uncomfortable).

#lee minho #bang chan #lee felix #kim woojin #skz #stray kids #skz imagine #skz headcanon #dating skz #dating stray kids #hwang hyunjin #yang jeongin #han jisung #stray kids imagine #stray kids head #kim seungmin

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kennythecarrot12 · 5 years

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I’m Leaving

Taken from one of my stories in AO3, maybe someone on this site might enjoy this.

Ever since Jumin and I came back from our honeymoon, I thought everything would change.

I mean, those days left at the resort were heaven. I spent so much time with my husband, it felt like a dream.

….was it?

We got back, and he got triple the work he usually got. Many businesses, contracts, projects, and deadlines were coming up and it felt like I was being pushed aside.

“Jumin, dear, I thought we could go out and see-” I try to say. “Not tonight, MC, I've got to work until late today. The office has been chaotic as of late. I'll be back later.”

And with that, he was gone. It's been this way for months.

I don't think I can live like this.

Because you don't listen to what is so close to you,

Only the outside noise

And I that I'm by your side disappear from your eyes

But… I wasn't helping either.

During his day off, he asked me:

“MC,” I turn to him on the bed. He stared at my eyes. “I was thinking we could go out and look for a new dress for yourself. Seems that you're in need for one.” I narrowed my eyes.

“I already made plans.” He seemed confused. “Which I've already told you. Two days ago.” I turn back to my side of the bed. “I told you I was going out with Yoosung to the park with his cat. You even told me,” I clear my throat. “Alright. Have fun.” I try to imitate his voice.

He only stares at me. I feel his body leave the bed, and I sit up to see where he's going.

He goes to the bathroom and shuts the door. I jump at the sudden noise.

After getting up and dressing up, I see him with his suit on and suitcase in hand.

“I thought it was your day off?” I ask before he heads out the door.

“I have plans now too.” and with that, he leaves before I can answer.

I'm not going to cry and say I don't deserve this,

Because it's probably that I deserve this but-

That day, I decided to cancel my meeting with Yoosung.

“Are you feeling alright, MC? You've never canceled on me… or anyone actually.” he says over the phone.

I sigh. “yeah, sorry Yoosung. I'm just… not in the mood, ya know?” I say. I felt bad for canceling on him but… I couldn't bear myself faking a smile when i felt rotten inside.

“Alright, but call me if anything comes up! You know you can count on me for anything!” I smile and nod, as if he could see me. “you bet.” and with that I hung up.

Jumin has been even more distant from that day on. He left on more overnight trips than usual, almost like he was asking for it.

I usually called Yoosung or Seven when I was feeling down, as they knew how to cheer me up easily. But I stopped calling.

I wanted to leave.

Leave this worthless life, being a wife that is not even loved.

Being a member in the RFA that didn't deserve their friendship.

--But I don't want It,

And that's why I leave

I began thinking about this a lot.

It would be best to leave. Jumin would be better off.

Before I knew it, I was sending letters to each of the RFA members. I thought it would be better to also send little things that remind me of them.

I told Yoosung that I was sorry for this, that I never meant to say goodbye this way. I kept thinking of my last words to him… but I couldn't remember no matter how hard I tried. In his package, I gave him LOLOL plush toys, of his and my avatars.

To Seven… I now knew what it would be like to run away from family. And that I was sorry I was doing it to him again. I wished him happiness. I gave him a cat plush toy with the words “God Seven” sewn into it.

To Zen… I wished him success in his career and that I would be watching him succeed. I truly appreciate him. I gifted him multiple face masks of his favorite and a copy of our first selfie together.

I wrote to Jaehee how I regret not spending as much time with her, as she was always busy because of Jumin. ‘I always begged Jumin to give you days off.’ I gifted her a coffee machine with her favorite type of coffee in it. I also gave her a poster of Zen.

To V…. I actually recorded to him. I knew he was losing his eyesight and was refusing treatment. I gifted him a photograph I took of him with his camera when Jumin and I came over. It was a picture of him looking at the sky.

“Hey, V. I um… I decided to leave. Leave RFA and… to leave Jumin. It's just… not been okay for me. I felt unloved. Lonely. I even…” I chuckled. “I even wanted to escape forever without telling anyone… the only difference here is that I'm saying goodbye.” I inhaled. “You will all hate me for leaving so suddenly, but… I hope you understand, V. You know… knew… Jumin the best. You know how he is,” I smiled. “He is perfect in my eyes…” a tear escaped my eye but I quickly wiped it off my face.

“But even perfection has flaws. I wasn't happy by his side. Don't get me wrong, we were okay for a while but… I was too lonely and too neglected. I just hope you can forgive me.” I give a sad smile and turn off the camera.

I send the tape to V’s home to arrive the day the letters will arrive to the other members.

The last one is Jumin.

Because I know that something better waits for me,

That which sweetens salt, and makes the sun come out

Me, that thought I would never leave you,

that this love was good and for life,

but today I understood that there isn't enough for both of us.

I went to a lawyer and got the divorce papers. It was easy to move around since Jumin was never around.

The bad thing was paying people off to be quiet about my whereabouts.

Except to Driver Kim. He asked where I would like to go, no questions asked. I trusted him.

Eventually, I got home with the papers ready and signed from my part.

I wrote to him now.

“Dear Jumin,

It's been a hard year. You've been away so long, and I couldn't take it anymore. I'm sorry that I couldn't tell you this in your face, but I knew that once I told you this, you would convince me to stay. I can't do that anymore. On the bed, I left the divorce papers. They're all signed from my side. When you sign them, call my mother and she will pick them up. Please don't try to contact me or tell Seven to locate me… it won't be possible. I'm sorry I couldn't be stronger for you. I'm sorry I didn't have what it takes to be with you. I'm sorry I never gave you a family like you always wanted. I'm sure someone better awaits for you.

Someone that isn't me.

Please take good care of yourself.

P.S. Please take good care of Elizabeth the 3rd, she seems to miss you a lot.

Signed,

I'm not going to cry and say I don't deserve this,

Because it's probably that I deserve this

but I don't want it

so that's why I leave

What a shame but goodbye

I say goodbye to you and I leave

What a shame but goodbye

I say goodbye to you

I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest as I leave the note next to the divorce papers. This wasn't going to be easy. But I need to leave.

To get away.

I pick up my luggage. I leave almost all my clothing, the one Jumin had bought me. I take the one I came into this home with. Mostly consisting of sweaters, leggings, t-shirts, underwear and such.

I inhale deeply as I pet Elizabeth the 3rd. A couple of tears escape.

“I'm sorry… that I'm leaving. If there was a way I could keep you, I would. I know how lonely you'll be here. Same as me… but even worse. You won't have me as company anymore.” Elizabeth purrs and rubs her head on my leg. I exhale.

I leave food and water for her.

A temptation comes from going in my phone. I sigh and log in the RFA chat.

Yoosung, Seven and Zen were in.

MC has entered the chat room.

Yoosung☆: MC! Hi hi hi!

707: MC!!!

707 : SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE!! ☆☆

707 : TELL ZEN HERE THAT CATS ARE THE BEST PLZ

ZEN: *annoyed emoji*

ZEN: There's no point in trying to convince me, I'm allergic lol

MC: hey guys

MC: leave Zen alone lmao he's allergic

ZEN: Finally someone with common sense!!

Yoosung☆: Hey MC you ok?? You haven't been missing your meals have you??

ZEN: Yeah, you have barely logged in this week

707: do u want me to come over?!?!?

707: Jumin is working late today right??? I can keep you company AND see Elly!!!

707: B☆O☆N☆U☆S☆!!

MC: lol I'm ok just tired

MC: and yeah he is working late as usual

MC: but don't worry I'm ok lol

Jumin Han has entered the chat room.

Jumin Han: Hello, MC. Are you and Elizabeth the 3rd doing alright?

MC : yeah.

Jumin Han: I'm glad.

707: ooooooooohhhh!!! Is our heir busy tonight?!?!?!

ZEN: *yet another annoyed emoji*

ZEN: That dude is always busy, I have a feeling MC is always alone;;

Yoosung☆: Yeah… me too.

Jumin Han: Nonsense. She understands I'm busy.

MC: …..

MC: I got to go. It was nice talking to you guys

MC : I love you all

707: awww!!

707 : *hearts emoji*

707: We love you back!!!!

Yoosung☆: have a good day MC! Don't skip meals!

ZEN: call if you need a friend, MC;;

Jumin Han: She has other people she can call other than you, Zen.

MC has left the chatroom.

You didn't realize you had been crying. That was your last chat with them.

You wipe the tears away and leave the phone beside the letter and divorce papers before leaving the penthouse.

You get some looks from people inside the building, as you were carrying luggage.

Once inside Driver Kim’s car, you told him to drive you to the airport. He seemed worried for you.

You smiled at him. “I'm… okay.” He nods and continues driving. Once there, there was no going back.

“Next flight to… New York… leaving in 10 minutes.” that was your call to your new life.

That Night.

Jumin opened the door to his penthouse, noticing how quiet it was.

A sudden ‘meow’ startled him. It was only Elizabeth the 3rd rubbing against his leg.

By now, he would be hearing MC giggling at the TV show she usually watched. But… the house seemed quiet. Too quiet.

“MC?” He asked out loud. “I'm home.” he was met with more silence.

He checked every room until he got in the bedroom.

He saw a couple of papers on the bed and MC’s phone. He looked confused.

Once picking up the papers, his face went white.

“W...What…?” He said to himself.

‘Divorce Documentation’ read at the top.

This wasn't possible. It couldn't be.

He saw how every page was signed by MC.

He then noticed the paper next to those.

It was a letter from MC. He read it, and hasn't realized he was crying. It was not often he cried, but…

He physically felt his heart shatter.

He had driven his wife away from him.

Jumin then grabbed the phone she left behind, to tell him any clue as to where she had gone off to.

Jumin signed on her RFA account.

MC has joined the chat room.

Jaehee Kang: Hello, MC. How are you?

MC: ljkip

Jaehee Kang: MC?

MC has left the chat room.

Jumin couldn't believe this.

He called his chief of security, telling everyone to see or find out where she went.

He spent all night and all day the next day looking for her.

Jumin received a call from Driver Kim.

Jumin answered immediately. “Yes?? Do you know?” there was a pause. “airport?”

He hung up.

He went to his bed, no, -their- bed and cried. She was gone.

What a shame but goodbye

I say goodbye to you and I leave

What a shame but goodbye

I say goodbye….

And I leave.

☆☆☆EXTRA☆☆☆

His phone suddenly started ringing. It was V.

“Jumin… please go to the RFA chat room. Something has happened.” Jumin immediately logs in from his account.

Jumin Han has entered the chat room.

Yoosung☆: Did anyone get a weird package from MC??? I haven't opened it yet

707: …….

ZEN: yeah… I did too. Open it, Yoosung.

Jaehee Kang: So did I…

Jaehee Kang: Mr. Han…..

V: I don't know what to say. She sent me a tape.

Yoosung☆: a tape?? Why you?? I only got a letter T_T

Yoosung☆: oh nvm there's stuff here!!!

V: She was worried I wouldn't be able to read because of my eyesight.

Jumin Han: She gave me divorce papers.

ZEN: ?????!???????

ZEN: what???

Yoosung☆: omg …

707: she's leaving?????

Jumin Han: She already left… she hasn't been in the penthouse since yesterday, around the time she came in last time.

Jaehee Kang: Wait, Mr. Han. Are you sure? She came in last night and wrote random letters and left.

Jumin Han: That was me. I wanted to see with my own eyes that this was her phone and her app.

ZEN: Wait so she's gone?

ZEN: what the HELL did you do Jumin!!?

Jumin Han: …..

Jaehee Kang: Zen… please. Mr. Han must be having a hard time right now. He hasn't come into work all day today.

Yoosung☆: ….. We were supposed to go roller skating next week. How could she leave us like that?

V: She was having a hard time, Yoosung…

Jumin Han: it's all my fault. If I had been home more often to be there for her… I shouldn't have been mean to her.

ZEN: mean??? So you admit to treating her badly????

V: Not in the way you think, Hyun.

ZEN: Then?? What the hell is going on?;;

707: Jumin

Jumin Han: ?

707: I know where she went, but I'm gonna need time to locate her exact spot as she has no cellphone

Jumin Han: Where is she????

Jumin Han: TELL ME!

707: New York, USA

Yoosung☆: …..

ZEN: How did you find out so quickly??

707: She used Jumin’s account to pay for the ticket with card, but it shows she deposited the same amount of money later on on his account in cash

Jaehee Kang: I can only assume that she didn't want to owe Mr. Han any money…

V: Are you going after her, Jumin?

Yoosung☆: Obviously he is!!!!

ZEN: Yeah… He can't just leave her;;

707: idk

Jumin Han: No.

Yoosung☆: ???????

Jumin Han: She left for a reason. I can't change that. She's as stubborn as…

Jumin Han: point is… she doesn't want to be found.

Jumin Han: I'm signing the papers.

Jumin Han has left the chat room.

#mystic messenger #jumin han #jumin x mc #angst

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squiddtheekidd · 5 years

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Save Our Souls

Summary: Nikki is a simple man. He likes music, drugs, alcohol, and blood

(Nobody, absolutely nobody: me: you're right I should write a motley crue vampire fic for spooky szn)

Warnings: Alcohol use, drug use, SMUT, and blood mention

P.s. I wrote this on my phone plz be nice

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Nikki's POV

"That's right. Good girl" I praised the woman sliding her hands down my body to undo the ties on my leather pants as she sank to her knees in front of me.

Perhaps the alley was a horrible place to do this, but it was just dark enough to cast darkness over their features so you couldn't tell who was getting a blowjob, you just knew SOMEONE was getting a blowjob. I hissed as she took me into her mouth slowly taking me deeper into her mouth and humming around my cock. I fisted a hand in her hair getting fed up with the slow pace and bobbed her head up and down at a speed more my liking. She gazed up at me and moaned once more around the head of my dick and I came into her mouth. She quickly swallowed me up and licked me clean of any evidence before getting her footing again.

"Thanks baby I had fun" she winked and started to walk away.

"Woah woah woah I'm not done with you and I have 10 minutes until I have to be on stage" I grabbed her wrist and turned her so she was pinned against the wall with her back to me.

"I've never met a man that can fuck right after cumming" she moaned as my hand danced across her chest and up to her neck to steady her.

"Well baby, I'm no regular man" I chuckled darkly and covered her mouth as I sank my teeth into the flesh of her neck. She panicked at first, as they all do, but then the euphoric high feeling that comes from being bitten by us washed over her body and she relaxed in my hold. Once I'd had enough to tide me over I licked her neck clean and spun her around to face me. She had the same look in her eye that most drunk women get and I held her chin steady to look me in the eye.

"You were great tonight baby. You can tell everyone I rocked your world" she nodded her head as if it weighed a million pounds

"Dude come on stop toying with her we gotta get on stage" Tommy yelled from the back of The Whiskey.

"I'm coming I'm coming" I hollered back. "Enjoy the show baby, your daze will end here in the next 5 minutes" And with that I left her to regain her senses, albeit with some temporary memory loss.

"Do you children have to feed before every show?" Mick huffed as they packed up their equipment after the show.

"I like the adrenaline rush it gives me before going on stage" I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Dude sex is just so much better if you feed during it" Tommy laughed out high fiving myself and Vince while Mick just rolled his eyes at us.

"Speaking of.." Vince said trailing off and directing his attention to a few of the girls at the bar watching us. Vince had a rich bitch girlfriend, but that never stopped him from fucking the groupies. To be fair having girlfriends never stopped any of us from banging and feeding off of groupies.

"That blonde has been staring at me all night. I'm gonna invite her to the apartment for the after party" Vince hopped off the stage and jogged over to the chick on the stool. She gestured to what I assumed were her friends and Vince seemed to be inviting them as well. Good, I loved a variety pack when I feed.

"You coming tonight Mick?" I directed my attention to the older guitarist. Mick rarely joined us due to his possessive girlfriend wanting to be the only one he fed from, and she was fucking mean.

"Yeah I'll come tonight. She's already pissed at me anyway" he sighed packing his guitar away.

Our apartment was a degenerates wet dream. We held parties here so often the door had to be nailed shut from the cops kicking it down, so we came in and out the window. We almost never had real food in our place, but we always had alcohol and drugs. Where there's alcohol and drugs there is chaos and we fucking thrive in it.

"Dude check this out you guys are gonna fucking freak" I hear Tommy say to the people at our makeshift table in the midst of me lighting my arm on fire. It was a trick we were trying to perfect for on stage and I got a kick out of everyone's reactions when my leather clad arm went up in flames. I looked over to see Tommy starting to go down on a girl that hung around here from time to time and let him drive her car.

"Aye Vince hurry it up Tommy's gonna do the thing" I rasped on the bathroom door that was muffling the sound of skin slapping skin.

"Are you aware your arm is still on fire?" A voice came from the corner near the shelf that housed all my records.

"Oh yeah I guess it is" I patted my arm and put the small lingering flame out and flashed her small smirk. "I'm Nikki"

"I'm not interested" she replied in a bored tone and walked away toward the kitchen.

What the fuck was that about?

I hardly had time to collect my thoughts on what happened when Vince clasped a hand on my shoulder bringing me back to reality. Taking the bottle of Jack off the counter we took position right next to our table and watched as Tommy put on a show.

"Here it comes" he hollered and the girl shot cum across the living room making everyone at the party lose their minds.

Still bristling over the girl from earlier I quickly scan the room and make eye contact with some chick sitting on our couch that smiles and waves eagerly when she sees me. Good, an easy meal. I chug some Jack down and grab her hand pulling her into the bathroom with me. I don't waste time getting to know her name and I'm pushing her against the door hungrily catching her lips with my own. She returns the same urgent energy and is already a panting mess. I push her skirt up on her hips and bring my hand to the slick warm area between her legs that has no underwear coverage.

"Damn baby" I growl out aggressively holding her chin in my free hand while my preoccupied hand ghosts lazy circles against her clit. I think she tried to respond, but I wasn't interested in hearing it so I pressed my lips to hers again as I sank my fingers inside of her. Her sweet delicious means filled the air as I pumped my two fingers inside her.

"Oh Nikki" she whimpered and i pulled my fingers out licking them clean in a swift motion before setting her on the sink counter and kneeling between her legs. Making direct eye contact I delivered long slow licks to her clit as her head fell back in pleasure. Spreading her legs further apart I continued my assualt at a faster speed and internally celebrated as she bucked against my face crying out my name. I pulled my face away just enough to connect my mouth with her thigh and sunk my teeth into the flesh there lapping up the blood that slowly started to stream out. The girl continued to moan and writhe on the sink as I finished up my meal and licked her thigh clean. She had the dreamy look in her eyes and I had to hold her head still to get her to make eye contact with me.

"Be sure to tell all your friends that Nikki Sixx has a tongue like a God and you've never cum this hard before" I instructed to the dazed girl who nodded her head prompting me to open the door and find the uninterested girl from earlier standing there arms crossed.

"I thought I smelled blood" she still had the bored tone, but reached up running a finger up my chin to the corner of my mouth "my you're a messy eater"

She placed the finger in her mouth licking it clean and smiled at me for the first time tonight.

"Come on rockstar let's take a walk" she turned on her heel and walked to the window with me not far behind her.

What the fuck is going on?

#nikki sixx #douglas booth!nikki sixx #Douglas booth!nikki sixx fanfic #nikki sixx fanfiction #motley crue fanfic #the dirt fanfic #save our souls

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ayaelkoumi · 4 years

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The lost letter

Good morning everyone..yup I’m still up my brain can’t sleep as usual !

It’s been so long since I wrote a very very long post here that’s because my mind is so cluttered & my night is stretching much longer than I would like , so the only thing to make my mind calm is to write here what’s going on inside my brain .

Actually since I came back from USA a lot of stuff happened & believe me it’s not good as you think!. I thought when I travel to USA my brain could take a vacation from thinking about the future & what I wanna do & why ?! But guess what my brain got new problems to think about it, my last month in my vacation it was like a nightmare that won’t end up until I come back to Egypt, but that’s not what happened.

My best best friend mum was so I’ll “ she had a blood cancer “ & we didn’t tell her anything & all the family were worried about her because she was in the last stage & yes we knew it lately, I’ve visited her & we where laughing so much & she seemed to be okay & she told me that she’s okay with her sickness & thanks Allah that she’s not having cancer . I was staring at her & said nothing can’t say even a word, I was extremely sad she was like my second mother she treated me as her daughter if I asked for something she’s the first one to get it for me , but as we knew always good people leave first!

It was 2am I still remember the time yes, I found a post from my friend saying that her mum died !!! I was holding my phone doesn’t know what to do , went to my mum room & my eyes full of tears & felt like my heart was hurting me a lot & I cannot breath anymore!!

Huge pain inside my heart but I started screaming silently to myself “ hey aya stop you need to be strong, your friend needs you more than anytime left . So my mum & I got dressed & went to her.

It was not easy for me at all & still hurt when I remember..her little two sisters opened the door hugged me & we all started crying, I know that I should be strong for them but I couldn’t even when I’m writing this now I can’t I miss her really & still hearing her voice inside my head!. I was looking for my friend run into her can’t say anything just hugging her so hard , it was like a nightmare for all of us & I wanna wake up quickly & find out that everything is okay!

Standing in the middle of the apartment staring at what’s going on people start getting stuff needed before we go to the hospital & take her to bury & pray , her sisters & brothers can’t make them stop crying for a while & breath

Her youngest brother won’t move from the his mum medical bed, I felt so weak & don’t know what to do or say too much feelings & thoughts controlling my mind “ I was so scared “ what can make you afraid more than losing someone & you can’t see him/his anymore!

I did my best to be strong & taking care of each one of them , they are my family can’t leave them, so we went to the hospital to get the body & see her for the last time “ still can see it in my mind & can’t forget it” I was so scared & shocked everything went so fast I want shout at the middle of the hospital “ stop what’s going on she’s okay please she’s okay , we can’t deal with the idea that she’s gone!! But no one was listening it was inside everyone standing outside the door waiting for the permission to enter to see her & say goodbye!!

It was my turn & her sisters & brothers “ oh my god “ it was so hard on them they were holding my hands shacking , I can hear there heart pulse we went through the room kissed her on her forehead & left quickly, I don’t know how I did that I have phobia from hospitals can’t stand in a room for more than 10 minutes, but I went there standing with the family checking that everyone somehow is okay , forcing them to drink some water so they can stand with us.

After that we went to the car so we should drive for an hour & half to the place we gonna bury her , all the way I was looking at her brother he was silent even didn’t cry , that’s made me so worry he was feeling pain in his leg & can’t move so all the way I was with him , staring at him & my mind wanna tell him cry please cry don’t do that , scream shout do anything but being silent is not good for you, we need you . Guess what I told him that while I’m crying so he started crying & all I did is hugging him & saying you aren’t alone!

We went to the bury place , we buried her ,prayed then her little sister she’s 8 years old seemed like she’s okay a little bit doesn’t know what’s going on & what happened & will happen, she kept saying to her sisters please don’t cry she’s in a better place now & she doesn’t like anyone of you to cry! She was strong?! Maybe or she was so so young to understand this situation!

After that we went back to the car to head back to their apartment, it was a long day we didn’t sleep at all & everyone was tired & wanna sit alone, so I decided to go to my house sleep for 2 hours & get up & prepare some food for them , they need to eat sadness doesn’t mean to not eat or drink?! . Arrived my house & my family was looking at me started asking how am I ! & here come the tears & silence, I refused to talk & asked them to prepare some food & to wake me up after 2 hours . I thought that being tired means I will sleep the whole day , but what happened that I didn’t sleep even for 2 minutes

I was thinking about them , what they’re doing,will do ,feel , what should I do ..then I started thinking about my family & us .. I was extremely scared & can’t think about being in her situation at all! But nothing we can do , that’s what life meant to be!

The food was ready so am I , I went there & decided that I will stay with them for 2 or 3 days as if they need anything I will be there, once they opened the door I was waiting to hear her mother say “ comin aya I miss you so much sweetie “ but there were silence & here I knew that she’s gone forever!

My friend was trying to pretend being strong for her sisters & brothers because she’s older than them but once we’re alone she start crying & saying how’s week she is now?! She’s right mother’s are our backbone & without them we’re nothing. “ May Allah bless all your Mothers” but life won’t stop right?! , how about thinking will it stop!..NEVER!

I slept there for 3 days & it was so hard for me to stop crying , be strong & force everyone to eat while I don’t wanna eat?! , I still remember the way her second brother was sleeping in his mum’s bed refusing to eat , talk, cry or drink even water . From time to time I used to enter the room checking on him & sitting without saying a word just sitting that’s makes me comfort I don’t know why , but the third day he finally ate something it was one sandwich only but that’s okay for me , I used to put the food every two hours & juice for him hoping that he may take anything but he didn’t & when keep asking him to eat sometimes he shout that he’s okay & need nothing! Actually he need nothing but his MUM .

Sleeping time wasn’t good at all not because of nightmares but because of her sisters they wanna sleep with their older sister “ which is my friend “& me , squeezing not hugging us because they’re scared!, sometimes I woke up & see that my friend was crying while she’s sleeping.. I was so scared about her the days I were sleeping with them I used to wake u every two hours to make sure that everyone is sleeping & no one cry.

Day’s flies so fast & everything somehow returned back to the normal, but pain never left !. After three weeks my friend was so so sick that we’d to take her to the hospital to know what’s wrong with her & when the doctor asked to talk to me outside the room my brain & body was freezed , I’m not ready to hear anything bad at all & can’t lose anyone! , but thank Allah it wasn’t something bad but she had to stay at the hospital for a month until she became okay.

Not a tough month actually but a year , a year that changed,took,lost a lot of things. Still can’t deal with the idea of loosing someone & how to make sure that my friend & her family are okay & whatever happens I will be beside them, a lot of scary thoughts inside my mind & nothing I’ve to do except praying that everything be okay even for a while!

Before sleeping, don’t forget to tell people you love how much you love them , call or send people you don’t talk to them for a long time say hi & ask them how they’re feeling, listen to your friends be close to them stay beside them in their tough & hard situations before the happiest one! , tell them that you’re here no matter what you will be their side!

Have a great day everyone,

Love,

Nefissa

P.s : hope my mind lose past year memories so it can calm little bit & I can sleep !

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tomhollanduniverse · 6 years

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Creepy Parker (Peter Parker x Reader Oneshot)

Author’s note: This is my entry for @starksparker‘s 4k Writing Challenge! I don’t think I’ve ever written something so long in such a short amount of time. I’m still in the process of getting back into writing again, after going through some personal issues and having writer’s block because of them. So please go easy on me.

P.S. I wrote this as if Infinity War never happened. I’m still in denial, okay?

Warnings: Some cursing here and there, a little bit of angst, violence, some drinking, instances of sexual assault (nothing too extreme), and of course fluff.

Word Count: 2.9k (Yes, it’s long. Please forgive me)

“Would you mind if I still loved you?”

I am so late, and it’s my first day of class. I can’t understand this damn campus map to save my life. I ran by a sign that said “Psych building” and I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally found it! I looked back at my watch again, for the 10th time, hoping for some reason my watch was 10 minutes fast. I ran past a clock in the hall that said “8:20 a.m.” Nope. I was 10 minutes late. God, I hated being the center of attention more than anything and that’s just what I was about to be, walking into class. I was out of breath, when I finally found the room.

“Social Psychology: Dr. Caples” the sign read. I contemplated just skipping but I was already here. I reluctantly pushed open the door, and just like I feared, all 30 people looked up.

“Ahh, Ms. Y/L/N. Glad you could join us.” the teacher said, without looking up. How did he know it was me? 99 percent of the eyes turned back toward the teacher, but one pair locked onto mine. “Have a seat up here next to Mr. Parker.” the professor explained, pointing to a seat at the front, next to the weirdo still staring at me. Oh lord. I clambered down the stairs to the front row and he was still staring. What was his problem? I looked down at my feet as I found my desk. I situated my bag on the floor and got my old compaq laptop out to take notes. I still felt his gaze burning on me. Do I dare to look over there? As my laptop booted up, I slowly turned to him. His reddish-brown eyes met my (Y/E/C) ones and he was smiling. Whoa. A chill shot up my spine. He was gorgeous.

“What’s your problem, weirdo?” I whispered, angrily, the smile never leaving his face. I fought back my smile.

“N-nothing at all. I’ve just never seen you here before.” he stammered. The teacher had his back to us, writing notes on the board.

“It’s my first day and I’ve already made a hell of an impression on the professor. So before I get in trouble again, we need to take notes.” I said, logging onto my computer. I was afraid to look at him again, fearing I would start liking him. No, I swore off any relationships for a while after I got hurt last time. There was no way I was gonna let this one in.

“My name is Peter…Parker.” he smiled again, sticking his hand out. I looked at it but continued to type the notes. I didn’t want to seem rude, so I stuck my hand out and shook it softly.

“Y/N.”

“W-want to talk after class?” Peter asked timidly.

“Can’t. Sorry. I have to be on the other side of the campus by 9:40 for a creative writing class.”

“I know. Your class list is on the front of your notebook. I have that class also.” he said. “I could show you the way.” he said.

“Don’t need help. Thanks though, Creepy Pete.” I laughed quietly. He frowned and turned back to the board. I felt bad for being mean, but none of the guys that were mean to me before cared how I felt. Not to mention this creepy dude looked 20 or 21. Too young for me. I shoved back my feelings of remorse and focused on the teacher for the rest of the class. At 9:15am, we were dismissed and I packed up and headed for the door. I felt Peter walking behind me. I looked back as he was checking his phone. I situated my bag on my shoulders, took one last look at my map and took off in a sprint, leaving Creepy behind. It didn’t take him much time to catch up with me. Jesus. Could this guy not take a hint? Every twist and turn I made, he mirrored my moves. What a weirdo! A very cute weirdo, though. Suddenly he took a sharp turn and disappeared. Whew, thank you! After running for what seemed like forever, I reached the Creative Writing building. Peter was there already, holding the door open for me.

“What the hell?” I asked, out of breath. “How…how the hell did you do that?”

“I’ve been going here for a year. I know the shortcuts.” Peter explained, smirking.

“Don’t smirk at me, you weirdo.” Fighting back a smile, he laughed.

“That feels kinda like a term of endearment, coming from you.”

“You don’t know me, Pete. Don’t act like you know me. Please just stay away. You’re probably too young for me anyways? What are you…20?”

“21. I’ll be 22 soon.”

“Yeah, see. I’m 25 almost 26. Too old for you.” I say, walking through the door. “Not to mention you’re too clingy and you don’t know me.”

“Well, would you mind if I still wanted to be your friend?” he pleaded. “I’m not here to hurt you.” It’s like he knew. I sighed, giving in.

“No, I wouldn’t mind.” I said, his eyes sparkled. He grinned from ear to ear. Over the next couple months, we got to know each other much better. It was getting hard to hold back my feelings for him. Even when he canceled a few times because he had “stuff to do.” I told him why I was so guarded with my feelings and he understood. I could tell he had lost a lot too, telling me about his parents and how he had lived with his Aunt May. He told me a lot about her, and I felt like I already knew her.

“She seems really nice. I’ll have to meet her sometime soon, Peter.” He seemed really surprised.

“Really Y/N? Would you like to go back and visit with me, next weekend? Don’t worry, she knows we’re only friends.”

“I’m going to a (Your favorite band) Concert, next Friday, but we can leave Saturday morning.” A worried look spread across his face.

“Are you going alone?” his overprotective side coming out. It annoyed me sometimes.

“Yes, Parker. I’ve been to many concerts alone. I’ll be fine. Don’t start with me.” He sighed.

“But have you been to a concert in Brooklyn before?”

“No, Mom. But I have been to one in Saint Louis before. I was just fine. I’ll walk with a crowd at all times.” I promised. It was nice to have someone so worried about me. No other guy had ever been this worried about my safety before, but I didn’t want to admit it.

“What if I go with you?”

“You hate (your favorite band’s name). Not to mention, it’s sold out. I’ll be fine, dude. I’ll text you and tell you when I get there, when I’m leaving and when I get back home. Stop worrying about me so much.” Peter sighed in defeat. He learned quickly that I was stubborn and was gonna do what I wanted to do.

Over the next week, he tried talking me out of it several times, but I didn’t budge. It was my favorite band and I had a great seat. When the night finally came, I got dressed at my dorm, in a band shirt, tight black jeans and my favorite leather boots. I was so damn excited. Peter, on the other hand, wasn’t.

“Is your phone charged? Do you have that pepper spray that I gave you? Your concert ticket and I.D.?” He asked me over the phone. He was just completely smothering me, but I liked it.

“Yessss, Peterrrr. I gotta go. I’ll text you when I get there.” I said, acting annoyed. I grabbed my stuff and headed to my car. The concert doors opened at 7:30 and I was there at 6:30 to get a good parking spot. It did seem pretty sketchy around here, but I parked close to the venue. Before I got out, I texted my Creep.

“I’m here.” I texted Peter. I noticed a male silhouette in a red and blue suit moving on top of the brick building in front of my parking spot. It looked almost like …nah it couldn’t be. I shook my head and got out, dismissing the thought. I headed into the venue, trying to remember some of the things I had seen on the way in, to help guide me back to my car. As I got into the venue, I could definitely tell it was sold out. I got a beer from the bar and went found my seat. Peter wouldn’t be thrilled I was drinking, but he wasn’t here. Plus, he wasn’t my boss. Before long, the concert started. My heart pounded as the music started up. I couldn’t help but think about the red and blue silhouette I saw. Was that who I think it was? Once again, I shook my head and shoved the thoughts to the side. I couldn’t help but think about Peter, when the band started playing a lovey-dovey song that I really liked. I wish he liked this band…I wish he were here. I drank my beer down and went and got a rum and coke. Ballsy move on my part, but I needed to stop thinking about that weirdo. I drank that rum down like it was nothing and got another. I was a lightweight so I knew I needed to stop drinking. It was too late though.

Before I knew it, the concert was over and I was still feeling dizzy. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, seeing a fuzzy screen full of replies from Peter, but I couldn’t text him back because he’d know I had been drinking. He’s gonna kill me. Please don’t let him find out. I shoved my phone back into my pocket and I stumbled out of the venue, trying to find the main entrance, where I came in. It was dark as hell outside and I didn’t recognize anything. A group of people were walking down the sidewalk so I went to join them. Some of them started breaking off, going to their cars, when only 4 big men remained in the group. I hadn’t realized that they were looking at me. I walked ahead of them, acting like I knew where I was going. Before long, the group of men were talking with each other. They knew each other and were still following me. I knew I needed to text Creep, even though he’d be disappointed in me. I got my phone out to text him when one of the men shouted at me, causing me to almost drop my phone.

“Hey honey, You lost? Need some help finding your way back to our place?” they all howled with laughter. I started running, feeling for the pepper spray in my pocket. I had forgotten it in my glove box. Fuck. I ran ahead and hid behind a dumpster. I was still a little dizzy from my drinks when I realized I had ran down a dead-end alleyway. Shit. I was in some serious trouble. I heard their footsteps come around the corner where I was.

“You can’t hide, sweetheart. We know these neighborhoods.” another man shouted. I jumped. One of the men came into sight and shouted to the other men.

“She’s over here, guys. She’s a shy one!” he laughed. Before I knew it, the men were surrounding my way out of the alleyway, one of them holding a four inch blade in his hand.

“I have money. You can have all of my money. And my car. Please just let me go.” my body shaking in fear. The one with the knife came up to me and held it to my throat. He must’ve been the leader of the group.

“Oh, that’s not what we want, sweetheart. You’re pretty sexy.” The man put a little more pressure on my neck, sniffing my hair. I was crying, struggling to breathe behind the blade. I punched him, making him stumble backward.

“Fuck off, you bastard.” I shouted. He smiled, wiping the blood from his nose.

“God, I love the feisty ones.” he grinned through bloody teeth. He yanked at my long hair, making me fall to the ground. I groaned, struggling to get up. Another one of the men kicked me in the ribs, coughing from the impact. I could feel a knot forming on the back of my head.

“You ain’t going anywhere, honey. Just lie back and enjoy it.” I closed my eyes, preparing for what was coming next. I felt one of them unbuckling my belt and I started to picture Peter saying “I told you so.” I’m so sorry I didn’t listen. I hope I would get a chance to tell him, but I wasn’t sure I would. I confessed my feelings to him, in my mind, hoping somehow he could hear me. I love you, Peter Parker. Suddenly, I heard another person speak up in a strangely familiar voice.

“Oh you’re gonna enjoy this, assholes.” the voice rang through the air. I heard some crashing noises and some screams come from the four men. I opened my eyes to see Spider-Man completely destroying the men. So it was him that I saw on that building. How the hell…? It took me a minute to put the pieces together. Holy shit. HOLY SHIT. Could it be?! After he had the men knocked out and pinned to the wall with his webs, he came over to check on me. He kneeled down to me.

“Are you okay, Miss?” He put my head in his lap, brushing the hair out of my face, gently. “Everything is taken care of.” Just the sound of his voice comforted me.

“I think so. I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you, Creepy.” I said, weakly.

“Wh-why did you call me that? I’m not…I’m not creepy.” he stammered nervously, purposely deepening his voice. “We gotta get you to the hospital. I’m gonna call the police and I’ll take you there.”

“I know it’s you, Creep. Just go to my car, since you know where it is. Just drive me there.” He nodded in defeat, picking me up gently. He called the men in and explained what happened. Then, we swung back to my car and he laid me down in the passenger seat. He got in the drivers seat and we began driving to the hospital. When we got there, he looked around making sure there was no one around. He looked over to me and pulled the mask off. His fluffy curls were messy, his brown eyes sparkling like they always were.

“How did you know, Y/N?”

“I just did. I recognized your voice. Not to mention, who else has stalked me pretty much everywhere I go, since the first time we met?” I laughed weakly. He smiled too.

“Look, I know now is not the time for this, but I think I might be in love with you.” He looked down, his knuckles white from nervously squeezing the steering wheel. “I’m sorry.”

“Again, I know, Peter. I have since that day, also. I just know how some guys are. I wasn’t ready to trust anyone again.” He nodded in agreement.

“This whole situation probably doesn’t help your outlook on men, but would you mind if I still loved you?” he gave a half grin. With the strength I had left, I kissed him. He cradled the back of my neck and deepened the kiss. When we broke apart I looked into those red-brown eyes again just like on the day we first met.

“I thought you’d never ask, Creepy Parker. I love you, too.”

#kavys4kwc #Peter Parker x Reader oneshot #Tom Holland #Marvel #MCU #Spider-Man

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jesusintheleast · 3 years

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My Athens Adventure and the Least

10/9/2017

Previously, I explained about my wife Sandy’s and I’s trip to visit our son Jon, his wife Ola, and our 1-year-old granddaughter Frania in Warsaw, Poland. We had a great time visiting with Ola’s family, and I had an interesting afternoon meeting a few of the least in downtown Warsaw.

But our visit was just getting started. Jon and Ola had graciously offered to take us to a nice resort on the Greek coastline for a week. It was one of those “all-inclusive package deals.” You know, where you pay one flat fee which includes your roundtrip airfare, the tour bus trip to and from your destination, your lodging, and three fabulous buffet-style meals each day.

Needless to say, it was a week filled with beauty, rest, relaxation, and fun times with our family. And it also included a trip to Athens to see the Acropolis and the Parthenon. But there was one catch. The only group that was scheduled to take the Athens tour was a Polish speaking tour-led group.

My daughter-in-law Ola was happy to help me get signed up for the tour. But she did voice her “opinion” that she thought I was a little “crazy” since I wouldn’t understand a word that was being spoken and how could I enjoy it. And there was also her concern for the heat that particular day. It was forecasted to be in the high 90’s. And she knew the trek up the mount where the Acropolis and Parthenon sit would not be a cake-walk.

Of course, she could not deter me. My way of thinking went like this, “Hey, I don’t exactly get to Greece very often (like never!) and if my only “shot” to see a bit of Athens and the historic ruins was with a Polish-led speaking group in “very hot” weather well then I was going to take it.” (Sandy had made the choice to stay back at the resort.)

Anyways, our tour guide, Kate, did speak fairly good English, and she was happy to direct and inform me (on the side) as to what I needed to be aware of so that I would know to expect at each stop on the tour.

Everything went along without any glitches for the most part. I just followed along with the group, but I was mostly off to the side of the group, trying to find any English “captions” that would explain the history of the “ruins” we were looking at in the Acropolis museum. And when we started our accent up the hill towards the pathway up the mount to the Acropolis, I spotted one of the least pushing her “dolly” loaded with her belongings. I made an attempt to communicate with her briefly… with not much transpiring.

Next, I ran into this fascinating gentleman hawking “Greek” flags to the tourists that ambled on by. I was happy to purchase a flag for only 1 Euro (a little more than $1.00 U.S.) And he was happy to receive a card advertising my book and website.

Soon we were trekking up the mount to the Acropolis on a very rugged and rough pathway. And we were delighted whenever we’d encountered a patch of small trees along the route. A bit of shade offered a few minutes relief from the blazing sunlight.

And wouldn’t you know it but I ran into a serious “Cubs fan” on the way up. Nothing like a small world.

The Acropolis and the Parthenon are truly impressive. It is absolutely mind-boggling how these massive structures were built on such a high mount overlooking the entire the city of Athens. But then you stop and think for a moment (as Jon and Ola later pointed out), “Oh yeah, slave labor…and lots of it!”

After a while our group went down the mount into the market square. There, we were told that we had about 2 free hours to shop and explore on our own…but that we needed to meet back at the designated spot to regroup and then hike a few blocks to rendezvous with our bus.

I had a good time shopping and exploring … but it did seem to pass far too quickly. I met a couple of the least hanging outside the metro station. One was named Mohammed, standing by the garbage. And the other wrote out his name in Greek, but that didn’t tell me much.

As my free time was heading towards expiration I encountered this one shop that was run by the friendliest little 86 year old lady and her granddaughter. She was extremely helpful (without being overly pushy) in assisting me to find a few souvenir, gift type items to purchase.

I made it to the designated spot where our group was to meet. And Kate simply informed the group (and me) that we would be making our way through the heart of Athens to re-board our bus back to our resort. Kate carried a 10 ft. pole with our “Rainbow” group flag waving in the heat, and she started out leading the way. All the group had to do was to simply follow along, and not lose sight of the flag.

All was well, as we ventured through a few blocks of downtown Athens. I soon noticed that many of the members of our group were spread out along the sidewalks as much as 40 -50 yards. This was because our group was simply a few folks amongst a bustling downtown Athens crowd. Still, all we had to do was keep that flag in sight.

I’d occasionally get distracted by some of the least along the route. But I knew this wasn’t the time for casual talk. So I kept up with the group for the most part, but I was definitely on the tail end.

And then it happened. I became enthralled with this “homeless” couple sitting on a park bench. I just had to go over and check them out. I hurried right over to where they were sitting and introduced myself and told them that I worked with the homeless in Chicago. They weren’t overly impressed (I don’t blame them!) and I talked with them a little more, and asked if I might take their picture.

“Sure, why not?” the man responded.

“Ok, thanks,” I said. “Can I give you a little change for your time?”

“No, don’t worry about it,” he said.

I was then confronted by another soul who made it known that he would be happy to accept any change I might offer.

The man on the bench quickly consented, “Yeah, give him the money.”

“Ok,” I responded. “Thanks for your time. I’ve got to catch up with my group.” And with that, I turned to look for the flag, but it was nowhere in sight.

I began to panic thinking, “Oh no, how could I let myself get so distracted with this couple?” But then I got a hold of myself (or so I thought).

I was in middle of this “park square,” and I was noticing that there were only three “probable” directions the group could have gone. I hurried along one side of the park, not seeing our group or any “flag.” And then I noticed some stairs leading down to a metro stop.

“Now, could they have gone this way?” I reasoned. “I mean, didn’t I hear Kate say that we might have to take a metro to get to our tour bus?”

I raced down the stairs anxiously looking for any “flags” or any familiar looking folks from our group. I started to scan the many folks, which included many tourists, in hopes of spotting someone I recognized. But no such luck…

I “toyed” momentarily with the thought of getting on the train. Then I thought better of that.

So I turned and ran back up the stairs out of the metro station. I was really beginning to panic now. I was thinking, “Oh man, now I’ve really done it. I’ve really messed up. I might actually be “lost,” and I’d never be able to live this one down.”

And what was worse I’d have to admit that my daughter-in-law, Ola, was justified in her reservations about me going on this tour by myself. She knew that it could be easy---especially for a guy like me---to get lost amongst all these Polish-speaking folks.

But I did have my last option. It was to go up another set of stairs. I went up the stairs and then I noticed what I thought was a government building that I had seen earlier in the tour directly across the street.

This was a welcome sight. And as I turned to the right I began to notice a number of other sightseeing/tour buses lined up across the street. Still, I did not see “ours” at first. But then I looked down the line of buses and spotted a big, white one just like the one we had come in. And it did look like it had the big “Rainbow” group sign in the bus’s front right windshield. But I couldn’t be sure. It was too far away.

So I crossed the street, running as fast as I could (not very fast), and along the crowded sidewalk towards the bus when I was met by Kate about 25 yards from the bus. She had a “relieved” look on her face.

“I’m so glad to see you, “ she said. “I was beginning to think we’d lost you. Where was it that you lost us?”

“Oh, it was when you were going up the stairs and to the right,” I humbly conceded.

“Oh well, you’re here now, “ she said.

“Yeah, “ I responded.

I then hurried onto the bus and sank into my bus seat, feeling like a 1,000 lbs. had been lifted off me. I had made it… just. Just barely.

And just think if I didn’t make it, I might have to spend the night in Athens with the least. Then I’d really have something to write about!

But seriously, I hope you enjoyed my adventures in Athens. And please say a prayer for the least in Athens. As with any large city in our world, there’s more than a few.

And oh yeah, you can always do more than pray.

Be blessed

- Chris

P.S. Sandy and I had great time with our family in Vrachati, Greece. We were truly blessed. And we thank Jon and Ola and Frania for taking us on an extra special trip. My only question is, “Where to next?”

Wherever “it” might be, I hope I remember to keep that “flag” in sight!

#greece #debrief #christianblog

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Ep. 4: “There is no reason for me to extend an olive branch.” - Raffy

Pietro

I CANT BELIEVE ME AND JULIA SURVIVED THIS TRIBAL LMAO. They made a really big mistake cause I have no plans on staying loyal to anyone besides Julia.

I told Dylan before the tribal that Ellie and Raffy were asking me to vote for Steven hoping that an idol would be misplayed on Steven. But sadly, it looks like those 2 didnt have an idol. So I'm pretty sure the idol is between Raffy and Ellie.

Raffy

Tribal Summary: Steven and Dylan started an alliance with Pietro and Julia. I started an alliance with Pietro, Julia, and Ellie. I think I got to Pietro and Julia first with my social charm and that helped solidify them on my side. In fact, Pietro started a trio alliance with Ellie and I really early in the morning. That was the key factor in making Pietro trust me over Dylan and Steven. I spent the day anxiously deciding whether I should use the idol on myself. An hour before tribal, I told Julia about my idol out of panic to get her to trust me over. That trust was rewarded with her telling me that she has an idol. Now, this duo has two idols which should help in a swap scenario and help us dominate the game. 30 minutes before tribal, I got on an alliance call with Julia, Pietro, and Ellie. This really solidified things as we all bonded over our anxiety. I told Dylan I was voting them which prompted Dylan to message Pietro about switching the vote to Ellie. We let Pietro say what he wanted to and we were debating on letting them think the Dylan vote was a ruse so they would misplay an idol on Steven. At tribal, I just do what I did best and just... started something. The moments before the call for idols, I was salivating wondering if I should use it. However, since Dylan told Pietro that they switched it to Ellie, I decided not to. It was the right call as Dylan went home.

James Hayden

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N7irG9mHptg

DeNara

Well Julia from the Winners tribe used the confessional "gotta shoot to score" for voting out Dylan. She basically just wrote her name on that since James and I both automatically knew it was her 🤣

Julia

Alright so last night before tribal Raffy told me he has an idol and honestly that’s kind of wild I can’t believe he told me

Julia

Anyways super happy I survived that round. I’m glad I could solidly trust with that group. I’m hoping we don’t lose again because I genuinely don’t want to vote out Steven. I think if we lose I might want to get Pietro to flip with me to Steven to vote out Ellie who knows

James

It's the morning of day 8 and I done screwed up. As I do ever morning, I went idol hunting. Today, I decided to explore a new route. Well, that route got me a nice nap and Jay telling the tribe that I went idol hunting. I don't think this will screw me too much though. Everyone's looking for idols at this point, so I'm not doing anything the rest aren't doing I just got caught. Also, I think the relationships I've built over the past week are strong enough to get me through this. If people want to know where I've been, then I'll tell them. I think being super honest sometimes can be a good thing in this game. This is one of those times where being super honest could be beneficial. We shall see.

Elle

DYLAN'S GONE THIS IS TRAGIC I'm so shook I thought Raffy was trying to self destruct so I wasn't even really considering the different ways it could go- it really surprised me!! Anyway, feeling good about this round! Me, Nicholas, and DeNara are going to do the story challenge and I think it'll turn out really well! I should probably find a notepad since I'm going first lol 😅

Rachel

I'm so nervous!! I am so proud of our tribe and the work we put in today. We spend such a long time getting the facts right and knowing what to expect. This was definitely a challenging one, but I'm glad it is finally over and glad we all finished with a decent score!

Julia

The way I’m going to die if we lose tonight because I’m genuinely afraid raffy and Ellie will flip on me

Madi

another chaotic confessional from last night https://drive.google.com/file/d/1wwsMryFNMpmAPa2q0e4__BHv9SYnhCwW/view?usp=drivesdk

Julia

IM GOING TO SCREAM BEHAIZJSJWKSBZNS

James

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EGa8qKaccE https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_adMqcWrKw0

Raffy

Time to be boring. With the alliance "Murder of Crows" (Pietro, Ellie, Julia, and I), this tribal council should be easy. Steven is going to get the boot. There is no reason for me to extend an olive branch and risk my position in the game. Going into a swap, we need to be tribe strong which means we need to get rid of any loose ends. That means Steven just has to go. I wanted to work with Steven this time around, but it seems like things didn't end up working out that way. I hope the newbies are happy for my sacrifice and will go to me if they're able to.

Elle

I... AM SO HAPPY :DDDD 🎉🎉🎉 WE WONNNN the amount of serotonin I received at hearing the news, it was wonderful. This is the most happy emotions in one day I've felt in like... months lol (granted I did dye my hair today and it looks so good ❤️ so it's just a happy day for me ^_^). about the challenge though! DeNara and Nicholas did so well, DeNara crushed those dates✨ and they both remembered basically everything if I had written 97.86% instead of 98.6, written down that Indonese was the official language (which I heard but didnt write down and so I forgot to tell DeNara), and gotten better notes during the myths (that was the hardest part for me for some reason - missed the names and I wrote creator instead of Kraton :((( ) we could've really crushed it. Also I misheard India sanskrit as as Indo- so I thought it was Indonesian sanskrit D: Okay sorry in school I was taught to list my mistakes and the right answers out loud so that I could get it right the next time and so it came out here 😅. I know we won technically but I'm just like this now lol. I'm glad the newbies get a break from tribals ❤️ and woah we haven't lost a challenge yet! Go warriors ^_^ (Oh and P.S. I did a really good job taking notes >:) I'm forcing myself to say that because I don't want to only focus on what I could've done better- I did good mostly! So I shouldn't just focus on what I did wrong lol)

Gian

Well hello! We’re safe. Let’s take a moment to celebrate that. Wig. Literally wig.

DeNara

Yesssss we destroyed that challenge! Woot woot! Another winner bites the dust

DeNara

My strategy of letting other people lead the way has worked well so far. The things that I want to have happen are happening and now I am in an alliance of 4!

Steven

https://youtu.be/YpHmEsTdJ2g

James

It's the morning of day 9. Last night, I formed The Four Musketeers aka The Four with Nick, Elle, DeNara, and myself. I don't care what we call the alliance, I just care that I'm in it. We spent last night trying to figure out if we should work with newbies, in the event of the swap, to knock out the winners. That could be a good move short term, but long term I don't know if that's our best move. Once the winners are gone, then the warriors become the biggest threats. We'll see what happens, but it's something to think about. This morning I went idol hunting and got a 10% disadvantage. I told DeNara exactly where I went and what I got. We've been sharing idol hunt info since Day 1 and I want to continue sharing. Knowledge is power in this game. I also hinted to Nick of where to not look. He wants to share knowledge about the idol hunt and I want to as well. I see sharing that piece of info with him as a way to solidify trust and give me another close ally, in the event a swap splits up DeNara and me. DeNara doesn't know that I hinted to Nick of where to not look. DeNara and I agreed to tell the other musketeers about where to not look if we don't swap at 14. If we do swap, then we'll reveal our info to whomever we up end on a swapped tribe with in order to solidify relationships.

DeNara

I got a 10% disadvantage this morning and so did James, rip the dream. We are not going to tell anyone until we know if there is a swap or not. I am hoping this doesn't mess up my game.

Moth

I’m happy we are not going to tribal but I’m stressed out about my activity, I don’t wanna be targeted for not pulling my weight

Ellie

It sucks to see an easy vote but this early in the game it feels like sending Steven home is the best decision I can make

Gian

Winning the challenge by such a small margin is so scary. Makes me wonder how much of our challenge availability is really worthwhile. Hope the swap is near or something!

Nicholas McQuain

I’m happy we won again and that the winners are going to tribal. I think we are in a good position and hopefully tribe swap doesn’t mess that up. I feel like I’m the only person on my tribe that actually wants the winners to stay in the game

Ginny

We sent the winners to tribal once again this is the best thing ever lol

Pietro

Soooo, I want to flip on Ellie and Raffy lol. In my opinion they are the strongest players of the season and if there is an opportunity to get one of them out I'm all for it! However I feel like one of them have an idol so we must take care on every single thing that we say, cause if it looks suspicious, Raffy is playing an idol ~ cause in my mind he has one.

Anastasia

I'm so happy we won!!! My tribe is really good at comps thankfully so I can sit back and relax. I do know I'm doing the least for my team so I do need to show my team that I can contribute too. If we lose the next immunity challenge I should be really worried.

Julia

Sooooo if everyone is telling me the truth it looks like me and Pietro are flipping it tonight to vote out Ellie. Steven and Pietro kind of wanted to go raffy but genuinely I want raffy to stay more. Idk I’m terrified. I’m worried there might not be a swap but instead there’s going to be a double tribal and in that case we’re fucked if we lose because raffy has an idol but who knows. I’m just hoping tonight goes to plan and if not voting raffy is what causes me to lose this game or fucks me over later on then so be it. High risk high reward baby

Steven

https://youtu.be/N-gAbACXOZ8

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