#phew! this was a close call imagine if i was about to get over my obsession with them

[elizabeth-mitchells]

i can't believe they're real and they look at each other like that

[atinysuh]

ateez and their favorite sex positions + explained

yunho, jongho: reverse cowgirl - ok hear me out, imagine yunho guiding the movements of your ass with his huge hand as you bounce on his dick while you look back over your shoulders to watch his expressions. he thinks its so hot to watch you performing on top of him that you almost can see the sparkles on his eyes. he usually let you ride him like this when he knows you had a long ass day at work or college or both and you need to take the stress out of you, so he offers his dick for you to do whatever you want because he just wanna make you feel good. on the other side… jongho also LOVES this position since he can watch your curves. his favorite body part on you is your thighs and the tattoos on it so every time he has the chance to see them bouncing on his cock he’ll take it. he’ll just relax his head on his hands and bite his lips while enjoying his girl. and you also love his thick thighs so you two are even. phew… he’s so fucking hot.

yeosang, mingi: you on top - yeosang loves leaving love bites on your neck and squeezing your waist while you ride him. out of all the girls he has dated in his life you’re definitely the only one who knows how to ride him RIGHT. because let’s be honest, my man’s got a big dick and you can take 100% of him and that’s one of the numerous reasons he fell in love with you at the first place. you kinda got the sauce. he also loves to feel your sweet vanilla cherry scent, he thinks is very sexy, so be careful because sometimes he can get drunk of you! he just place his face in the crook of your neck as you ride him and closes his eyes and stays there guiding your hips, like yunho, but in this case by the waist. okay and mingi… well, mingi is something else. he completely loves sucking on your nipples when you’re on top of him, hands on your ass spanking every now and then to remind you he’s the only one in the world who can bottom you out like that. he kinda asserts some dominance without even noticing and you can’t help it but call out his name every time you go up and down his dick. also, has a huge size kink.

san: BACKSHOTS - 6 words. on the way by jhené aiko. this song is SO choi san coded, every time i hear that “booty clapping from the backshots while we watch porn on the laptop” verse san’s the first person that comes to my mind. we all know he loves a big thick curvy ass that he can spank whenever he pleases. also “inhale the smoke while you stroke inside it” makes me literally malfunction since my biggest guilty pleasure is san getting high and passing the blunt to you while he breaks your back. if i could dedicate one song to one man it would be on the way to san because oh my god i could spend hours talking about this topic but imma stop before i pass out.

seonghwa: face off - we all know seonghwa’s the romantic type… but also the freak type. he likes it when you two are seated at the end of the bed or on the couch or even on the kitchen chair and have you like this, on top of him, facing him. as i said, when you’re fucking in the kitchen, for example, he usually put his elbow on the table behind him and expect you to ride his dick but sometimes it can get a little bit hard for you to keep a steady pace in this position so he loses his patience and quickly switch positions. you’re now laying on the kitchen counter. we also know he’s a worshipper, so he’ll make you feel so loved in his arms even tho he’s fucking the soul out of you. well, love and affection is something you’ll always receive when it comes to having a relationship with seonghwa whether is fwb, a date, a one night stand or a marriage… but he’ll also fuck you HARD and when i say hard i MEAN IT because we’re talking about a fucking aries here and as an aries myself i know exactly what goes on on his mind when it comes to sex.

hongjoong: missionary - still talking about zodiac signs, for those who don’t know, hongjoong’s a scorpio and girl let me tell you about scorpios… ma’am they are another type of freak, like, they literally invented freak, to me they are sex gods. and even tho this is a common sex position doesn’t mean hongjoong will make it ordinary. he’s very possessive so he wants to make sure that you know you’re HIS and his only and he does that by pinning both of your wrists with one hand while he chokes your neck with the other. sex with him is always pleasurable, he’ll satisfy you 200% of the time, overwhelm you even. but you can’t never get enough of him. also, he likes to hear it when you say that your pussy is his for him to please and your body is his for him to touch and that you belong to him. his moto is saying that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you because he couldn’t stand the thought of somebody else touching your body. i love hongjoong so much.

wooyoung: spoon - OK… i see wooyoung fucking you in a spoon position and it can be any type, with your leg up, down, kissing your neck, grabbing your breasts, chocking you, biting your lobe teasing you, but as long as it is in a spoon position. ooooh he loves the way you bite your bottom lip and do that crying expression with your eyebrows when you tell him to slow down and he just gives you a sassy smirk and says nothing but starts fucking you ROUGHER. you can barely open your eyes to look at his hungry eyes looking back at you because it’s rolling with pleasure. all you can do is whine and not even when he cums he’ll stop, he likes overstimulating you AND him.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

I have this idea. Imagine during Spirit Eve, a monster escaped from the cage and tried to attack the farmer, but the monster hunters are there to help.

What would they do in that situation? (With Isaac, Alesia and Lance please? 🥺 I love your writing so much Mousey!)

Hello, dear anon! Thank you so much for the kind words aaaaaaa 🥺💕 Sure thing, have some headcanons with our favorite adventurers 🫰

_________________________________________

Isaac:

Isaac reacted to the danger instantly. Before anyone could even squeak, the skeleton was struck down by the sword of the scarred adventurer. Clean and quick, Isaac was worth the money the Mayor Lewis gave for his services. "Watch and learn, Farmer.You still have a long way to go to reach my skill level... If you ever survive." (Why are you such a bitch, Isaac?) Of course, he won't miss the opportunity to praise himself and call Farmer inattentive and amateurish, also grumbling a bit about "he warned Marlon and the others that the cage was already unreliable and rusty, and the barrier was initially weak, total irresponsibility...". The Adventurer won't even check if the Farmer is okay ("the skeleton didn't hurt them, why should I check them?") and will further ignore them.

Alesia:

"Get down!" If Isaac was fast, Alesia was even faster. Her reaction speed and archery accuracy would be the envy of many - she was recognised in Castle Village as one of the best and deservedly so. The skeleton had no chance to even move from its spot, let alone be able to attack the Farmer standing next to it, who didn't even have time to draw their weapons from their scabbards. "Phew, that was too close for comfort ... One moment - and the situation would have been less pleasant." The sniper walks over to the Farmer, and looks at them, making sure they're okay. "All monsters will fall from my bow. You can rest easy." She'll also brag about her skills, but unlike her harmful scarred counterpart - Alesia won't humiliate or ignore Farmer in any way.

Lance:

One blow - and the skeleton's hand, which was about to touch the surprised Farmer, was destroyed by a magic shot. Two blows - and the skeleton has already resolved the other arm. Lance delivers a final blow with magic straight to the head - and the monster crumbles into dust and bones. "Are you alright, my friend? I hope I didn't hit you with my spell." Lance makes sure the cage is securely sealed again, then walks over to the Farmer to see if there are any wounds on them. "You and everyone else seem to be in one piece. Hmm, we need to warn Magnus to put up an extra barrier....." All is well, but the pink-haired adventurer now stands closer to the Farmer for the rest of the holiday. Just in case, lest something else happens.

[vaguely-concerned]

sophia's time in redcliffe is such an emotional roller coaster I feel so bad for her lol

morning: village is saved with minimal casualties. people look at her with admiration and gratitude rather than fear. several tricky political situations successfully navigated, irving would be so proud. really getting the hang of this saving the day thing! :) sounds like some drama up at the castle, almost makes a person happy to not have a traditional family, phew glad that's not my problem! the boy she likes professes his love for her in front of a stunning view over redcliffe castle in the most adorable and soul-affirming way, a moment that she'll look back to later in life when she's happy in herself and say 'that. that was what changed everything, that is my anchor in hope'. aw yeah everything is coming up sophia amell

by lunchtime: her fuckup little brother (who is older than her) is in a dungeon and has reached dizzying heights of fuckup even she had not believed him capable of. she finds the righteous anger she's been using to block out everything else she feels around him can't survive his sad tired eyes and now everything is Complicated. at BEST they're going to kill him oh fuck oh fuck. isolde feared her child being sent to the circle so much she did all of this instead. teagan has been so kind and courteous the whole time, and he 'can't imagine the boy as a mage, of all things'. ha. ahaha. get in bitch it's time to finally face all that childhood and systemic trauma you've been pretending doesn't even affect you that much this is going to suck

(you love the Circle. you love the Circle. you love the Circle. love isn't love if it doesn't bleed. right? right. (alistair gave her the rose so carefully, with such attention and intention, so the thorns wouldn't tear her open. the petals are soft against the pad of her thumb.) she doesn't let jowan out of the dungeons because she remembers what happened the last two times she took her eyes off him for five fucking minutes, and she didn't protect him then -- she'll do it now, this time she'll stand up for him, and that will fix it, surely. SURELY. we're bargaining staging this for all it's worth baby. her love is what dooms him to tranquility, ultimately. that she didn't let go of him, this time. and she'll live with knowing that for decades. augh)

she goes to her dad irving for help and he provides it with characteristic aplomb -- connor is freed, day saved yet again! (there's something so funny and like... immensely first year college student coded about the 'uh. this is a lot. let me call my dad real quick' vibes going on here lol) but irving won't meet her eyes whenever jowan's name is spoken and doesn't pick up on her tentative hinting, the way their conversations usually go, doesn't initiate a Clever Plot like she thought he might, and it all turns to ash in her mouth. she's just saved a family, and didn't even understand she herself had one until it went all to shit and she realized no one else would ever save it -- no one else would ever even think to try. the templars would close the doors and burn the place down with her family still inside, and no one would stop them.

she looks at irving's impassive face which for once offers no guidance, with a child's grief and terror as they first understand that a parent's hands can't fix everything, that they're only human with human limitations too. all at once she understands that he let go of jowan in his heart completely the moment he found out the templars had conclusive proof against him -- that as first enchanter you would go mad if you grieved every child lost that way, you have to put up some kind of framework in your mind to rationalize it and make it bearable. (and how could she blame him -- she did the same thing, after all. she's just less practiced with sticking to it yet.)

it's the first time she feels deeply how she was not abandoned when irving sent her away from the circle, because she's seen what his abandonment looks like now. and how could you ever know how to feel about that? that your father loves you so deeply he wanted to free you, and arranged for the disposal of your brother like so much radioactive waste with his other hand? that they all live in a system where what might have happened if he didn't could have been so much worse?

she looks and looks at irving's profile and thinks could you have let go of me in your heart as easily, if I stepped wrong one time, if I were less brilliant, if I had worked less hard to be perfect? and he turns his face away from her and doesn't answer. maybe he sent her to the wardens so he'd never have to answer that question. maybe that was the best he could do. maybe one day she'll be allowed to forgive him for it.

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Also forgot to mention it but yayyy Eddie putting the fire out 🥳🥳

Yeah not safe yet :')

Ahh right calling her is a good idea

Is that what we should be worrying about right now?

Ahhh yeah apparently yes 😬 ohh nooo

Was it her o.o

It better not have been her xD

Okay phew it wasn't we have another theory, which is probably correct xD

Uh ohhh

CRAP

What's the plan guys 😬

Okayy okay

Phew no one's seeming to know her

Or they ain't snitches xD

And they don't know where she is lol

But they seeming way confused for probably knowing who she is, like context clues probably? If they heard she was a sergeant anyway xD

Ope!

AHHHH (awh not aah) so that's the plan :DD >:D icons

"That cop" lol

Imagine him being in handcuffs slfjhsds

Well genuinely though after a plane crash like xD

Well emergency landing

Anyhoo

PHEW

Okay now lie and say a different hospital

Or they go to a different one than he says?

Okay he did say one

Ohhh they're somewhere else aren't they :O

PHEW they're going

AHHHHH (awh not aah again) THERE :D

YEPPPP

ICONICCCC

I love them so much gosh xD

Okay and now we're going somewhere safe lol like prison or the police station or something idk lol

YES they're gone okay good

OPE OH okay dang we're just going there o.o right now this episode okay xD

Lol where?

SLFKGJDKHGS THE A I R P O R T XDDD

Would've been handy if there hadn't been plane issues lol, just be right there xD

Okay go y'all lol

Ohhhh okay :O

I hope he didn't bury it or something lol

Hopefully like a car I guess?

Ahh yeah okay :D

Well that should work

Lol the worker just chilling xD

Ohhh right that's what it is :o yeah that is kind of important

Is Bobby's uniform not enough lol

Nahh bro if you're allowed to/can physically we're doing it

Athena, badge time?

Yep LOL

Yeah exactly xD nice

Glad he's not still trying not to lol

Nahh they got it

Yep xD

Okay okay

Woahh niiice :O

Hmmm alright

This better not be a trap of some kind xdd

C'monn c'monnnn c'mon

YES nice

A literal black book :O

Good job Bobby :DD

Honestly I did kind of expect that xD

The book

Guess it means I've not style sense not practical real life sense lol

SHOULD WE BE LOOKING THROUGH IT RIGHT NOW ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ

LIKE JUST GET OUT OF THERE AND GO

Okay at least check it's the right thing yeah

Okay it is go lol

WE DO NOT NEED TO DO THAT

WE ALSO DO NOT NEED THAT IN OUR HISTORY 💀💀

Oh gosh they won't even show us 😬😬😬

Yeeeahh let's not and let's go guys xd

Oof 😬😳 a senator is not good

I mean it's always those up people like that but 😬

And voting for him xd sorry Bobby you can never unsee that 😬

OKAY YES let's go 😭

AHH CRAP

I knew they couldn't just get away 😭

Uhh ohhh

Oh dang so they've been searching o.o

Hmmm uh oh

Wait on what?

OHHH ON THE LIST O.O

Well who is he though?

Ohhh I guess just a "normal" FBI agent before this (and yk. the event that put him in that book xd) o.o

Crazyyy

Nahhh uh uh

NOO

Y'all how are we gonna do this

Bobby calm as always :) xd icon

Okay okay

UH OH

C R A P- OH DANG!!

Thank goodness :OO 😌😌!!

I mean I don't want him to die either but xdd

Ohhh no oh dang no we're still in the same position as before o.o I suppose y'all weren't close enough to rush him while he was shooting or something xd

Oh nooo

Nahh there'll be proof in some way

The gun or the cameras or something

OOP Athena go off

Nahh bro I don't think you will-

HOLY CRAP!!! OH GOSH GO OFF SIR!!! THE SHIV :DDDD 🥳🥳🥳 :OOOO!!!!

AMAZING LOL

SHIV THE CROTCH MY GOSH :OOO

Yelled that out loud y'all XDD

YESSSS

NIICE MAN

? OH FINALLY SHIVVED SOMEONE L O L

Ohh right shanked

FINALLY SHANKED SOMEONE LOL

Good for you man xD seems like one of those typical jail experiences

Gotta have it, especially to be able to relate to anyone 🥰 xD

Oh gosh thank goodness this is all over lol

Now let's get out of here xD

[natsumesakasaki666]

TSUMUGI BIRTHDAY 2023

Translation of mini talks, birthday story, and phone call

Mini talk 1

Tsumugi: Wow, are all those presents for me?! Thank you so much~♪

Could it be that these gifts were went by fans?

Well then, let’s leave it here in this spot for now.

Anzu: That’s a large pile of presents…

Tsumugi: ah, Anzu-chan . Thanks for helping me♪

So all of these were sent by fans. To think I’d received this many… I would have never imagined it

Mini talk 2

Tsumugi: The project proposal that I’ve been working on with Anzu-chan is complete!

I've sent it via “hold hands” not too long ago, it’d be great if you could take a look at it

…huh? Is that not why you came to NewDi?

Anzu: I came for another matter…

Tsumugi: Hmm, I wonder if I can make some time to chat with you in the common room…

Aha! It looks like I’ll have some free time later in the evening, if that’s okay with you♪

Mini talk 3

Sora: HaHa~♪ Senpai, Anzu, hello☆! Sora came to get you because the party is about to start~

Tsumugi: Hello Sora-kun. So it’s that time already…

Sora: woah, that large pile of presents next to Senpai is amazing. But it looks like it’s about to collapse

Anzu: Shall I place them in bags?

Tsumugi: That’s a good idea. I’m pretty sure I have some paper bags seomwhere around here…

Sora: Sora will help too! These presents are filled with feelings for Senpai, so Sora will handle each one carefully♪

—————story—————

Prologue

Tsumugi: Sorry for making you wait~

Good work today Anzu-san♪

Sorry but is it alright if I put these down here? It’s more presents I got from the party….

Well then, please excuse me. Oof ♪

Anzu: It’s very colorful

Tsumugi: Yes♪ Just by looking at it like this makes my heart flutter.

Some are from Natsume-kun and Sora-kun, and I also got gifts from Tsukinaga-kun and Saegusa-kun♪

Part 1

Tsumugi: Oh and everyone in the circle I’m in also gave me a present♪

Everyone in biblion gave me a cushion that looks perfect for reading books with!

Here it is! It has a nice soft squishy feel to it~♪ Anzu-Chan, you can go ahead and try touching it too!

Anzu: it feels nice

Tsumugi: Right♪ Reading a book while leaning against this cushion… it sounds nice doesn’t it?

Eichi-kun gave me some tea leaves as a gift, I'm sure if I brewed some to accompany my reading, it'll be an even better experience!

Part 2

Tsumugi: Phew, it’s nice to have a day where I can take it easy~

I’d never thought I’d receive so many gifts in one day

It’s possible that I may have received the most gifts ever

Anzu: you are adored

Tsumugi: Fufu, I’m so thankful for that…♪

Each and every one of them chose a gift with me in mind. That alone is more than enough to make me happy.

Part 3

Tsumugi: Um, Anzu-chan, what’s with the box you pulled out…?

“Sorry for adding to the pile” you say, it’s not a problem at all!

Thank you for the gift. Is it alright if I open it now?

Anzu: Of course

Tsumugi: Wow…! It’s an elaborate brooch! Fufu, it’s sparkling all over

Since it’s from Anzu-Chan, shall I put it on now♪

Part 4

Tsumugi: How is it? It gives off an elegant impression when wearing it♪

Hmm. If you look closely, the color of the stone in the middle is slightly different from the one swaying below...?

The stone below looks like the unit color of "Switch"….

Anzu: and the stone in the middle is…

Tsumugi: So that’s what it is, the color is based on Peridot which is August’s birthstone.

Come to think of it, Peridot symbolizes “hope” and “happiness”. It seems that happiness comes just by wearing this♪

Part 5

Tsumugi: Now then, shall we start heading home? We don’t want to get back too late.

Thanks for today. I’m so happy to receive such a lovely gift at the end of the day.

I’ll savor the happiness I felt today and give it my all tomorrow

Anzu: Let’s do our best together!

Tsumugi: That’s right♪ and I’ll give Anzu-chan more joy and happiness than what I received today!

After all, I am a magician who brings happiness to others♪

Phone call

Tsumugi: Hello?

Thank you so much for today!

The photos you sent were the ones you were taking with your phone right?

Everyone in each photo looks like they’re having fun, it makes me so happy

I look forward to working with you tomorrow!

[cl0ckworkpuppet]

Kerfluffle - an Ensemble Stars Fan Story

Yasagi-chan's Double Life - Chapter 5

Season: Winter Location: Kemokosu National Characters: Chiaki, Tetora, Kanata, Shinobu, Midori

Chiaki: --and that one over there looks awesome!

Ohh, but look at its friend! No, that one has to be my new favourite!

Tetora: You've been calling every other suiter your “new favourite” since we got here.

Chiaki: Come on, Nagumo! Take a look around! Isn't it almost too much to take in?!

I've always admired cosplayers! They're so skilled in making their costumes, and they put on performances of their very own--

And these people take it to a whole new level! Can you imagine walking around in a convention center wearing two kilos on your head, and all that fur?

It takes dedication... it's something I admire quite a bit, especially after seeing it for myself!

Kanata: mhm, mmhm~

besides, tetora, i saw you “eyeing” that “muscular” bear earlier...

Tetora: H-Hey! I just thought it stood out, okay?!

The eyes were a different shape and everything, it stuck out like a sore thumb!

Although, it did look really cool.... I would love to have something like that!

Not too cute(1), and showing off how strong I've become? That sounds perfect for me!

Shinobu: Plus, you can really be anything you want. The possibilities are endless de gozaru!

Chiaki: Yup! It seems like there's something here for all of us!

Let's see... Oh, that's a decently sized crowd over there! I wonder what they're crowding around?

Tetora: “Decently sized”? There's, like, four of them though?

It doesn't look like much is happening over there. Maybe just a crowd of friends--

Kanata: oooh, look at that bunny over there!

Chiaki: Bunny? What bunny?

Shinobu: The tan one? I see it!

Wow, look at its backpack de gozaru! How did they even do that...?

Chiaki: Ohh! I see it now!

Yasagi-chan: *jingle jingle*... ☆

Chiaki: And it sings, too?!

Takamine would love them to bits and pieces! We have to go say hi!

Come on, everyone!

Midori: (What...?!)

(I didn't know they'd be getting here so soon...!)

(No... This can't be happening...! Ugh, this is awful!)

(I must not have seen them text me, since my phone is in my bag...!)

(If there's a God out there, give me a heart attack now or let them run away...)

(Ugh, but if I had a heart attack in this suit, someone would want to take my head off...)

(How did they even find me?!)

Yasagi-chan: ...

Midori: (...No, don't think about it too much. I can get out of this, I just can’t let them uncover my identity--)

Chiaki: Greetings, long-eared stranger! I am Morisawa Chiaki of RYUSEITAI, Ryusei Red!!

(shake shake) It's a pleasure and an honour to meet you!

Yasagi-chan: ...?!

Midori: (...What?)

(Does he seriously not know it's me?)

(...well, I guess that's Morisawa Chiaki, Ryusei Airhead for you.)

(Just act natural. Maybe they'll go away.)

Yasagi-chan: ... ♪

Tetora: Woahh, your ears are a lot longer up close!

Shinobu: Umm, excuse me? How did you attach that basket to your back? 

Yasagi-chan: ... (pulls on his shoulder strap)

Chiaki: Ahh, so a backpack in disguise, eh? We should have known!

I have to show you to Takamine! What's your name?

Yasagi-chan: ... (gesture)

Chiaki: Oh? Does it say so on your badge?

“Nice to meet you, I’m Yasagi-chan! No taking photos please!”

Ohh, I see! I'm sorry, I didn't realize! I’ll put my phone away!

Well, it's nice to meet you too, “Yasagichan”-san! Or... is it just “Yasagi-chan”?(2)

Yasagi-chan: ...(jingles as he shakes his head)

Kanata: ...

Midori: (...Why is Shinkai-senpai giving me that ominous look...?)

(Oh, lord, don't tell me he's figured it all out...)

(Please, Shinkai-senpai, if you have a heart, don't say anything...)

Kanata: ...(squint)

Midori: (holding his breath)

Kanata: ...you're so cute, “yasagi-chan” ♪

Midori: (Phew. That was almost a disaster.)

(I’d better get going. My friends still want to meet up with some of their friends, and I think the panel is starting in a little over an hour.)

Yasagi-chan: ...(stands up and bows)

Chiaki: Huh? Where are you going?

Tetora: Maybe you scared them away?

Oh! We’d better think about heading over to the panel soon!

Chiaki: I think we have enough time to spare, don't we?

Come on! Let's check out a few more things, then we’ll wait for Takamine out front!

Kanata: ...

(ehehe, i don't think we'll have to wait “long”... ♪) ---

I've read in my research that Japanese suiters can often find Western-style fursuits “ugly” or “not cute”, as kemono has a very distinct style that's heavily influenced by kawaii culture.

Yasagi-chan's name is fully written in Katakana as ヤサギチャン. Suffixes are normally written in Hiragana, i.e. ちゃん. This is what causes Chiaki’s confusion in thinking “Yasagichan” is all one word. (People also don't normally introduce themselves with a suffix, but this is more common with mascot characters: think Chiitan.)

✿ ⟼

[boombambaby]

Hearing Malina call him by his title will NEVER get old, regardless of how many times he hears it. Watching her bow, with that little smirk on her face makes him feel warm all over, and he wonders for the hundredth time how he ever got so lucky; to be standing here, getting sassed by the single greatest, most perfect girl in the entire Empire-- it's a dream come true for him.

Had you asked him a few years ago, Kuzco would have laughed at the thought of somebody telling him he eventually finds someone so perfectly suited to him, who matches him quip for quip, is able to keep him in line, isn't afraid to speak her mind and gives as good as she gets. Now however, It's difficult to imagine a time in his life when Malina wasn't here, challenging him to do better and making fun of him when he Royally screws up. Heh. Get it? 'Cause I'm a royal! " Malina, please! No need for the formalities. " He teases, holding up a hand for her. Not that the bow was serious in the first place.

" Your lips say no, but your body in my quarters, in MY palace says. . . yes! SO we'll just have to see if we can change that. Can't have my future Empress going against the status quo! "

Time appears to come to a standstill as she closes the distance between them, chestnut eyes carefully darting over her face in an attempt to memorize every little detail that he can find. Her laugh lines, her stress wrinkles (of which she has many! see; STRESS MONSTER.)-- it's all perfect to him, and he wants to remember forever just how happy the two of them are in this moment. ' Can't believe I ever thought I needed a potion to make her perfect because of a pimple. Yeesh. '

Lost in his thoughts, and the unabashed memory of turning her into a toucan, Kuzco hums a soft " hm ? " at her question before finally realizing what she actually said. " Oh! Of course I am! Pfft, when am I ever NOT ready to face them ? Let's go give these peas-- er, my lovely public, a show ! " With that, he holds out an arm to lead her out into the fray of what's sure to be a chaotic first experience 'behind the scenes' for one of these big ceremonies.

The next few hours pass in a whirlwind of activity, with Kuzco being pulled in all directions as he prepares for his speech. Try as he might, the two of them are separated when Kuzco is whisked away to meet with the village leaders-- and Pacha, who knows about his surprise, and reassures him several times not to freak out. (which we all know he NEVER does ! )

Praising the rising sun from atop the Sun God's Temple for returning to grant them a bountiful season after the long winter months doesn't take as long as one might think, and before he knows it the ceremony is coming to a close. His voice rings out with the final command of the ceremony, as Pacha hands him the chalice full of chicha he is to spill inside the temple, and then disappears into the crowd to find Malina and his family.

" PHEW, you know; no one tells you how much HARD WORK is involved in summoning the Sun God to come back every year, am I right ? " With the final joke to close out the ceremony, the surrounding peasants cheer and begin to greet one another , shaking hands and sharing kisses and wishes for a rewarding planting season. " Now that I'm done with all of that, and before we all head off to party like it's 1442-- I have one last, very important matter to bring to the Kingdoms attention. "

A hand is cupped over his eyes, shielding them from the sun as he searches the crowd. Pacha, Chicha and the kids are standing right beside Malina and her family, and he grins when he finally lays eyes on her. " Oh Malinaaaaa, the Emperor has a very, very important question to ask you! "

Malina smirks at his response. It's so easy to make him agree with her when she teases him, but while it's so fun, she thinks she should stop and give him a break. "Fine, just because you ask for it. Consider it as an... innocent threat if you dare to be in your worst behavior." Hmph, well in that case; she loves to pushy other buttons of his too.~ Well, if she's being honest, Malina can see herself gladly helping Kuzco doing all of the preparations for this festivity for years to come. Of course, she knows he'd let her if she asked so she'll be doing him a big favor. And of course she'll definitely write the biggest article of the whole event for hopefully other kingdoms and villages to see! Malina knows she's giving Kuzco too much attention and she ought to stop staring at him but it was impossible, him taking his emperor duties seriously is so hypnotic, she can watch him all day. Aw, she'd have been amused if he ever commented on her remark. What a shame, but good for him. His secret is still safe. She bows slightly. "It is my pleasure, your highness and I'm not praising the sun AND YOU! I told you I'd never do that, sweetie." Maybe she's just too focused on the festival and other things, but she doesn't notice how nervous Kuzco is. Little did she know he had something big planned. She had learned already that he sometimes is so good at hiding his true feelings and today is no exception. Especially when he's flirting shamelessly with her yet again. She blushes scarlet at his compliment for her while she walks a bit closer to him once she feels his fingers touching her. Malina smiles softly back and almost purrs at how sweet he is. She raises a hand to caress his cheek. "Took you long enough to say that! But... well- you're the perfect compliment for this beautiful peasant girl too." She replies and lowers her hand, looking elsewhere for a few seconds and fights the urge to kiss him on the cheek or the lips. Damn right she would have! Imagine how humilliated she'd feel if she looked hideous. She looks at him again and tilts her head, her smile never disappearing. "So, are you ready to face your adoring fans, dear?"

[omishu]

Ask meme: 1, 3, 9, 18, 21, 24, 33, 42, 44 (you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to), 46

Phew, boy howdy! there's a lot going on here, but ily, boo *gen-z style finger hearts* Thank you for the asks, m'buddy *tips hand-steamed ten-gallon hat at you*

1. who is/are your comfort character(s)?

Haruhi Fujioka from Ouran High School Host Club, Twilight Sparkle from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, the Pokemon eevee, Rapunzel from Tangled, Elsa from Frozen, Baymax from Big Hero 6. Yes, a lot of these are Disney; it was my hyperfixation for at least a decade, don't @ me.

3. do you leave the window open at night?

As much as possible, yes. BUT my parents don’t like me having my bedroom door and window open at the same time. So if I want Lewis to be able to freely come and go from my room, I have to keep the window closed. If I really want it open, then Lewis gets locked either in or out, which is kind of a bummer since his litterbox and food/water are in the laundry room across the hall. He also likes it being open, though, because it's about as close to being outside as he cares to get, even with a leash and harness; it makes him feel adventurous to hear the waterfalls, rustling trees, and various wildlife outside from the comfort of my ultraplush bed lol he can also smell things and feel the breeze/heat, but more on a sample/trial basis.

9. which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

I guess if I HAD to pick a form to drink coffee, it'd be cold. As you know, I really don't care for the stuff, but I get a shit-ton of Starbucks giftcards and their frapps are basically milkshakes.

18. what hair products do you use?

Oh boy, I have QUITE the repertoire, but I barely use any of it. A lot of it is for specific styles for specific events, so I just have all kinds of pins, mouses, gels, sprays, combs/brushes, heat tools, etc, etc. My sister got my whole family on Monat, but I'm broke af so I buy a normalizing shampoo from my stylist because my thin, fine, flat, straight-ass hair gets oily af unless I use that. I like to use a leave-in conditioner spray too, because it isn't too heavy and also keeps the oils under control better. If I blowdry or curl my hair (with a straightening iron), I like to use some strong-hold hairspray (no particular brand) that I brush out, just so it stays looking nice longer.

21. something you’ve kept since childhood?

I have a little teddy bear in a flower hat and dress that my mother's mother gave me ages ago. It's probably the only plushie to survive all of my purges and definitely the only gift I've kept from any of my grandparents, besides like ... heirloom jewelry. My oldest sister used to always call me her dolly-bear because she loved cuddling me and dressing me up (my autistic tomboy ass hated that shit sm istg). The nickname has kinda grown on me, now that I've embraced my gender non comformity, because I 1) think it's funny to imagine an actual bear wearing a dress and 2) have reclaimed my own sense of femininity in a way that wields it as a weapon in my own arsenal rather than against me while also embracing my somewhat aggressive/rough-around-the-edges approach to. Lot of things. But during a senior trip with my highschool church youth group, we went to a flee market and were given a $2 bill with some change (to match our grad year) and told to pick something to represent ourselves, and then over the course of the weekend had to give it away to a stranger we met at one of our activities and explain it. I found a similar bear and had a hard time finding anyone or working up the nerve to give it away, so I carried it around everywhere - amusement park, Wal-Mart runs, hiking, etc. The day we headed back to our town, we visited a church for their service, and a little girl there got upset that she lost her toy. I gave her my dolly-bear, and she looked so awestruck. That was a pretty cool moment for me, because giving her basically myself (metaphorically) brought her so much joy and comfort. I still think about that sometimes. You've probably seen the bear from my Grandmother because I had it in my dorm.

24. if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

Gosh, right now? Probably sweating and getting sunburned lol maybe jumping into my family's in-ground pool if it was closer to the actual house haha but fr maybe have my beach umbrella set up in a stand with beach towels under us and electric fans blowing on us, drinking beer and eating ice cream bars, laughing and reminiscing and dreaming and commiserating. God, I miss you so much.

33. the last adventure you’ve been on?

Gotta check my calendar fr because work has been insane lately. I do have a lot of adventures planned for the next few months though. Hopefully one or more involves you visiting! *eyes* hm been doing a lot of pool party cookouts for family birthdays lately and been to a few special screenings for films in cosplay. But my last legit adventure was probably last month when I took my friend to her first ever RenFaire. Or maybe my city's annual Bee Festival. Idk ask me again around Thanksgiving because by then I'll have a ton under my belt for the year. The first half of this year has severely lacked any quality adventures.

42. an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

I've said it before, and I'll say it again!! Ni no Kuni: Crossworlds is my favorite mobile game ever!!! I mean c'mon it's got Ghibli art, and even Joe Hisaishi does the freaking music! The story is cool, the characters are cool, the monsters/fighting are cool. I freaking love this game. It has a lot going on, so I only do like the dailies/weeklies, but they have regular events going, like, all the time. I love it so much, and I want all my friends to play with me, so we can have our own Kingdom and do party dungeons together. It's a fantasy MMORPG, which is my fave genre, and is also an isekai.

44. you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

[SoundCloud Rapper voice] YOU ALREADY KNOW WHO IT IS: my mother.

46. favorite holiday film?

Which holiday are we talking about? If you mean like ... winter holidays, then ... idk there're a lot of Christmas movies I try to watch every year; Elf, The Nativity Story, White Christmas, KLAUS, Jingle Jangle, etc. Idk if I really have a true favorite though (Klaus, probably)

[frost-queen]

Wrong side of paradise (Reader x Steve Harrington)

Requested by: @utterly-in-like​, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco @idkwhatmyusernam,  @subjecta13-thefangirl

Summary: R & Steve have been friends since childhood. R has fallen in love with him but her love is unrequeted since Steve still has a thing for Nancy. When R get’s affected by headaches, she knows what that means but keeps it a secret. Until she is pulled in too deep and need help to come back. (Keeping it a secret, unrequited love) I altered the time-line a bit to my own choice! <Read part 2 & part 3 & part 4 & part 5 >

“I…I need a moment.” – you said getting up. Nancy quirked her eyebrow up. You moved passed Dustin getting outside of the trailer. – “Just stay close!” – Robin shouted before you slammed the door shut. You hurried outside, creating a large distance between the trailer and you. Swallowing you tried to stop your tears from ever appearing. You walked in a straight line across the trailer park into the woods. Leaves crunched underneath your shoes. You gasped loud, gripping onto a wooden park bench in the woods. These weren’t just headaches. It was Vecna luring you into his death trap. 

The dreadful pounding in your head, you had for a week now. You screamed loud knowing what it meant. You were sentenced to die. Fists trembling at the intensity of your voice scraping. You straightened yourself pacing around. The more you thought about it, the more it upset you. You screamed again, grabbing the bin by the picnic bench. Picking it up, you threw it away. Litter scattering the ground. You lost control. Stomping wildly on the ground, jumping hysterical at your emotions that needed to be outed. Running your hands rough through your hair. Screaming, crying, cursing in all ways. Punching your fists in the air at the breakdown you were having.

After a while broke you down on the bench, exhausted. All of your energy outed in your rage. Catching your breath you leaned back. Face up to the sky. Closing your eyes you took a moment to calm yourself down. You couldn’t return in this state. You wiped your cheek dry at the sound of twigs snapping. You jumped up, seeing a startled Robin. – “Sorry didn’t mean to scare you.” – she said holding her hands up. You lowered your gaze, relieved it was her. – “You… you okay Y/n?” – she asked dropping her hands. You sat down again with a deep exhale. Robin walked around the bench to join you. She let her elbows rest against the table behind her, leaning back. – “It’s all a bit crazy, isn’t it?” – she started. 

“I mean last year with that whole mindflayer thing in the mall. Phew that was mental. Russians! Who knew they were involved in it. Now we’ve got Vecna haunting our memories for whatever purpose.” – She rambled on with a shiver. – “Can you imagine Vecna tormenting your conscious, slithering his way in to show you all sort of traumatic shit and when he finally has you, he bends you like a straw. Eyes gouged out…” – you shuddered at the thought, thinking about it. – “Robin!” – you called out, wanting her to stop. She abruptly stopped, looking at you. – “Oh sorry. I ramble on when I get nervous. My mother always says it to me that I can’t seem to stop talking and I barely even notice it…” – she paused smiling. – “I am rambling again… I’m…I’m just going to shut my mouth.”

You chuckled seeing her press her lips together with a lot of effort. Robin smiled seeing you cheered up. She leaned forwards staring into the woods. – “I don’t think we’ve actually had a full on conversation without Steve present.” – she said swaying her feet back and forth. – “No…” – you answered with a faint smile. – “It’s quite nice…” – Robin spoke looking over at you. – “It is.” – you replied. Robin got up, offering you, her hand. – “Ready to be amongst the lions again?” – you nodded, letting her pull you up. The two of you entered seeing a few heads turn in your direction. – “Found her!” – Robin exclaimed pointing at you. 

You moved to the background letting the other’s take charge as usual. You were surprised to see Steve slide closer to you. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed. – “You good?” – he questioned. – “Yes… it was just a lot of information at once.” – you lied with a smile. Steve turned his head to you, laying his hand on your head. – “Good…” – he mumbled out, lifting his hand up to pat you on the head. A few times slow. It made your heart flutter. Steve and you had been friends since childhood. As thick as thieves, just lately you started to feel more for him. 

You wanted to be more than just friends. Steve looked away as you caught him staring at Nancy. It made your smile drop, knowing very well. You moved your head away so he would stop patting your head mindlessly. - “Shall we listen in?” – you suggested, gesturing to the others. You left without hearing his response. – “Sure…” – Steve said, his voice fading out when you left his side. He swallowed locking eyes with Robin before he sat down. Robin shrugged her shoulders.

**

Your flashlight illuminated the ground. Dustin and Steve walked across behind you into another room. You entered a room in the old, abandoned Creel house. The room was covered in cobwebs, white sheets over the dining table. You lost your balance for a second, falling against the doorframe as you felt it. The headaches. Somehow it intensified in the old house. You pressed your fingers against your forehead to put pressure on it. – “Y/n you, okay?” – Robin’s voice startled you as her hand touched your shoulder. – “Yeah… yeah…” – you told her wiping your hand down your face. – “I’m…I’m just tired.” – it was half a truth. 

You were indeed exhausted from keeping Vecna at bay and helping out your friends at the same time. Robin gave your shoulder a little squeeze. – “I can tell.” – she flashed her light up in your face with a soft chuckle. It made you close your eyes to block the light out. – “Sorry.” – she immediately spoke, lowering her light. – “That was a dick move.” – she continued feeling a bit guilty at pointing out your tired face. – “That’s alright Robin.” – you breathed out blinking slowly to keep the headache at bay. – “I do look like shit.” – you commented with a laugh. Robin gasped loud. – “You look gorgeous, you queen!” – she answered letting herself fall against you.

You pushed her away playfully, laughing loud. Robin and you busted out in laughter. Steve entered the dining room with furrowed brows. – “Really?” – he said pointing his flashlight at the both of you. Robin and you stopped laughing, swallowing nervously. – “Sorry Steve.” – Robin joked out, pressing her lips together afterwards. You tried your very best to hold in that snort that would get the laughing train going again. – “Can any of you please focus!” – He flashed his light up in your faces, making you move your hand up to block it. – “Roger that!” – Robin saluted with a sneer. You snorted loud, unbale to hold it in. Steve rolled his eyes, turning around. 

You licked your lips watching him leave. Pining for him, couldn’t you stop yourself from yearning. You knew your love was unrequited, for who would not fall in love with Nancy Wheeler. She was everything. Your very own Nancy Drew with a badass attitude. Still it hurt to see him still fall in love with her. Robin nudged you with her elbow. – “Come on.” – She motioned with her head for you to follow. You slowly turned around, going after her. The two of you maneuvered from the dining room to the kitchen. You moved your arm up to your nose to block out the smell. Robin almost gaged. – “Ghastly.” – she commented, pinching her nose shut. – “Smells like Steve’s dirty socks.” – she joked sounding funny.

You laughed loud, inhaling a bit of the stank. It made you cough, waving your hand in front of you. Robin slapped you on the back with a loud chuckle. The two of you left the kitchen for what it was, heading through a door that lead to a smaller room in the back. There was nothing special in the room. Just some old baskets and dirty cloths that had caught dust for ages. In the back was a door, ivy woven around it, having found a way through creaks of the brick wall. – “So…” – Robin started trying her way at the door. – “What is up with you and Steve?” – she gritted her teeth as the door wouldn’t budge. – “What do you mean?” – you answered, letting your flashlight shine around. Robin stepped back with a loud huff. She stuck her flashlight out to you. 

You took it, holding it for her. – “You know…” – she started, rolling her sleeve up. You gulped at the flirtatious wink that she threw at you. – “It’s nothing like that!” – you called out loud as Robin was rolling her other sleeve up. – “Come on Y/n. I’m not blind. I saw the way you looked at him earlier. You were practically drooling.” – Robin answered having another go at the door. – “I was not!” – you hissed at her. – “So… you are to tell me you feel nothing more for good old Steve?” – she grunted pushing at the door. – “I don’t!” – you responded loudly. Robin puffed some hair out of her face, groaning as she pushed against the door once more. – “Liar.” – Robin breathed out, using her weight against the door.

You groaned loud, joining in. You pushed your hands firmly against the door. It didn’t budge as you spun around. With your back against it, pushed you firmly. – “It’s nothing.” – you forced out between a clenched jaw. – “It is Y/n! If you like Steve, you should tell him!” – Robin breathed out, shoving her shoulder against the framework. – “What is the point to it!” – you answered frustrated. – “He’ll never notice me.” – you pushed your back hard against the door feeling it budge a bit. 

“because” – you continued stomping hardly with your body against the wooden door. – “I’m not Nancy!” – you yelled out as the door budged. Robin caught you just in time before you were send down with it. Panting loud, shared you a concerned look. A cold breeze chilled up as the newly made gap caught your attention. Robin hummed curiously out loud walking through. You followed her into the yard. You gave her flashlight back stepping into the damp grass. Your light fell on a wooden swing, hauntingly rocking. It made you shudder. Robin and you parted a bit, each taking a side of the yard to investigate.

You felt the goosebumps rise in your neck, leaving a chill down your spine. The wind ruffled through the leaves, sending them dancing your way. You slowly turned around letting your eyes go up. Your eyes widened at the attic’s window. There you saw him. Vecna. Staring soullessly down to you. The striking of a clock made you jump out of your skin. The world felt like turning topsy turvey. Upside down with an eerie atmosphere. The wind sounded like a banshee’s scream. It made you cover your ears up, losing contact with the window. Catching your breath, looked you up once more. 

The attic window empty. No sign of him. You started to look around frantically, hearing the clock chime thrice. Behind you in a hollow tree was the clock. You screamed it out, backing away from it. Gasping loud, you bumped against someone. Turning your head slightly to the left, saw you boney fingers crawl up your shoulder. You screamed your lungs out, slapping the hand away from you. Spinning around, saw you him stand there. Vecna. Henry Creel. – “Come now Y/n.” – he spoke holding his hand out to you. You shook your head, taking a run for it.

Meanwhile shone Robin’s flashlight on you. – “Did you hear me Y/n?” – she spoke moving over to you. Her flashlight dropped onto the grass as her eyes widened. – “Y/n!” – she called out, grabbing your shoulders to shake them back and forth. – “What… you… why didn’t you tell me!” – she panicked, shaking you roughly. You weren’t hearing her, trapped in Vecna’s curse. – “Damn it Y/n! Why didn’t you tell me!” – Robin fought back the upcoming tears. She breathed shallow, looking around for any help. Everyone was still in the house, unaware of the troubles in the backyard. 

She knew the clock was ticking so heading inside for help would have no positive outcome. She knew she’d be too late to save you. – “Okay, okay, okay.” – she reassured herself tapping her head. – “Think… think Robin… what song did she like…” – Robin snapped her finger trying to get the song off the tip of her tongue. – “Think Robin!” – she cursed, slapping herself. – “Wow, okay I needed that.” – she said to herself as it was a wake-up call. Your song suddenly popped in her head as she called it out.

It took her but 1.0 seconds to start singing your favorite song. With her finger mimicked she the beat to assist her. She kept singing, shaking your shoulders for you to hear it. Her eyes widened when your feet lifted off the ground. – “No, no-no-no” – she stuttered out, shaking her head as you soared higher. – “Y/n!” – Robin screamed as you floated mid-air. Robin started jumping around singing as loud as she could. Screaming the words out as her arms flapped around. She kept singing while praying for you to hear her. The last thing she wanted was to see her friend bend like a straw. 

Robin jumped swaying her arms in an attempt to catch you. She couldn’t reach it clearly, but that didn’t stop her from trying. She stopped jumping, moving her hands to her hair, still singing as she felt it was all in vain. Then all of the sudden woke you up, your body dropping to the ground. – “Y/n!” – Robin called out, catching you. She fell to the ground with you, pulling you close to her. – “Shit…” – she breathed out, sitting behind you. You gasped for air, trembling as you pulled her arm over you. – “I…I…Goddamn it Y/n. I thought I was about to lose you to him.” – Robin expressed angered.

She wrapped her arms tighter around you as you were shivering. – “Jeez Y/n. Don’t scare me like that.” – she said, letting her chin rest on top of your head. – “Sorry…” – you said, teeth clattering from fright. – “Don’t… don’t tell Steve…” – you added. – “What? Steve should definitely know about this!” – Robin answered as you removed yourself from her chest to face her. – “No! No one can know!” – you insisted. – “But Y/n…”

“I said no one! Robin please…”

“Y/n this is important…”

“Please… I don’t want them to know… or worry… I’ll manage.”

Robin shook her head slightly disagreeing. – “Y/n…” – you held your hand up to silence her. – “Robin please… I’ll tell them when it is the right time. Not now… not to Steve.” – you begged, taking her hand. Robin sighed deep, lowering her gaze. – “I promise.” – you threw your arms around her, hoping you could keep it a secret a little longer.

-------------------------------------------------------

Read more of my fics on my Masterlists!

[twice-inamillion]

Is that Mina?

Part 147 (TIS)

Sana looks at your door knob and reaches for it, gives it a turn, but no luck, it’s locked. “Tsk, it’s locked” sana says quietly.

You were smart enough to locked your door before you fell asleep, you don’t want anything to ruin your trip by having another mistake.

Sana walks back to her room, disappointed. Shuts her door and goes back to sleep.

It’s the next morning and you wake up early to prepare for the event. You begin to make breakfast by turning on the stove, cracking some eggs, making some freshly squeezed juice and some toast.

Sana comes out of her room with a groggy face and makes her way to the bathroom. Once she comes out she makes her way to the counter.

“Good morning y/n” as she reaches for the toast. You can see that she’s not wearing a bra and see Sana’s bare tits under her loose shirt. You try not to give any sort of reaction, to not make it worse that it already is.

You serve her breakfast and try to hurry as much as you can to not be late for the event. After breakfast both of you go back to your rooms to go change. You were semi formal attire and sana a fancy dress, that makes you lose your breath.

“Sana, you look beautiful” you tell her. “Thank you y/n, that really means a lot” she’s says as she blushes from your comment.

The vehicle that is going to take you to the event arrives and takes you to the location. As you are both in the car, you see Sana’s hands shaking from nervousness. “It’s okay if you’re nervous, I know that you are going to do fine.” “It’s just that used to having the other members with me, but this time I’m by myself.” “I’m here with you” you say to sana. “Can you hold my hand, I think that will make me feel better.” You agree and hold her right hand. Her shaking stops and you hold her until you arrive at the event.

The car pulls up, the door is opened, and you get out. You stick out your hand and help Sana get out of the car. Camera start clicking and it’s flash start going off. Sana walks down the red carpet and walks towards the photographers. She poses her the cameras and receives the gifts from fans. You collect the gifts as she is getting them and placing them in the bag for her to check at a later time.

“Sana! Sana!

You’re really beautiful Sana!

Sha sha sha!

No sana no life!

The crowd is shouting compliments to sana. You see her reaction, the smile on her face. The love that she receives from Once is out of this world.

The event goes on without a hitch, Sana had fun and you make sure that she stays safe. The event ends and both of you get back to the hotel.

“Phew! I’m soo tired y/n, I don’t think I can move an inch” says sana. “Yeah, it was tiresome but you had fun, right?” “Yes, I was able to meet Once!”

“Since you’re tried, why don’t you go lie down? I am going to go out for a bit” you say. “Are you going to look for Mina?”asks Sana. “Yes, I just want to see if she’s back. If she’s not then we can try again tomorrow” you tell her. “Okay, let me know if you find her” says sana.

You change your clothes to look for casual and call for a taxi. The taxi takes you to Mina’s neighborhood, you noticed the festival that the grandma was talked about. You tell the driver to drop you off since it’s close to her house. You see many food stands, games, children running around with their friends, couples walking together from different ages. The environment is very welcoming.

“In a few years we should take Ari and Hina, maybe dress them in their kimono. How pretty they would look, I can just imagine.” You keep walking around and see kids walking around with stuffed animals, “that’s a cute bear, ohh look, a penguin.” You ask the children where they got those stuffed animals. The kids point to the stall up front. You walk to the stall and tell the old man that you want to play. He hands you the balls and you try to make them into the basket. You manage to get enough to get yourself a medium size stuff animal.

“Can I get the animal right over there?”

“Sure no problem, let me get that for you young man.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, you plan to give it to your girlfriend?”

You blush and say “I hope I get the chance too.”

You leave the stall, holding the teddy bear that you won. Walking down, you hope to find something else to give her as a gift if she’s home. You take a look at the bear and take a picture of it. “I really want to give this one to the girls. Maybe get a penguin too. Going over your phone you see the picture you took of your girls Jisoo, Ari and Hina. “I can’t wait to go back.”

You keep on walking down the aisle of many stalls, the environment is overwhelming. You even stop by to get a snack before leaving to Mina’s house.

You keep on walking more and you begin to see the street that Mina’s house is on. Suddenly you hear a familiar sound. You stop and try to hear from where the sound is coming from. It’s sounds like Mina’s laugh, her laugh itself is very unique and you’re sure you can’t mistake it for someone else. Your keep looking until you see a familiar figure across the other row of stalls.

“Is that Mina” you say to yourself. You walk a bit closer but the stalls are blocking you. As you keep walking and trying to call her but you see…

The bear that you had in your hand drops to the floor as you see something you wish you hadn’t. Mina hugging another man after receiving a large penguin.

You stand there frozen as Mina hugs to person and then holds the large penguin between her arms. The man grabs her hand and pulls her away.

Before you are able to realize it, Mina is out of sight. You don’t know what to do or what to think. Different emotions are flowing into you and you can’t think straight. You try to find walk the same path that they might of taken but no lucky. You walk aimlessly, people walk passed by you, others bump into you.

“Hey, watch it.”

“Aren’t you paying attention?”

“Watch it! Before you get jumped.”

Comments from the people that bump into you. You continue walking with the bear in your hands, giving it a tight grip unlike before.

“Bzzzz, bzzz” the vibration of your phone. You grab your phone, open the text, and see a picture of your girls having fun with their dinner. A tear flows down your eye, down onto the phone.

Previous Chapter 146 Next Chapter 148

[animedaddymilkers]

Omg!! I Loved Your Husband Prank Post! Could You Do It With The Konoha 11?

💍married prank💍 pt 3 naruto edition

find pt one (bnha) here || find pt two (bnha) here

summary: referring to them as your spouse even though you’re only dating.

characters: naruto uzumaki, hinata hyuuga, choji akimimichi, neji hyuuga, ino yamanaka, kiba inuzuka

a/n: only doing half bc phew, feel free to request the rest! also akamaru is being replaced by sasuke in the konoha 11, for obvious reasons...

tags: fluff, domestic prank, marriage talk, brief mention of cheating in Naruto's, anxiety in hinata's

✨reblogs > likes✨

Naruto: "And my husband will have the spicy ramen please." Naruto was on his way back from the bathroom at the restaurant when he found himself froze in his tracks. Since when were you married?! WERE YOU CHEATING ON HIM? Pouts when he gets back to the table and is grumpy until you ask him what's wrong. "Why don't you ask your husband?" You look at Naruto in confusion, "But I just did?" After his brain makes the Windows error noise it finally clicks. And then he's happier than he's ever been. "You really think of me as your husband??" Naruto perks up, tears in his eyes. He's definitely proposing soon after this. Like he's leaving the date to go buy a ring. Or proposes with a bowl of ramen, whichever pops into his brain first.

Hinata: "Hi I need to make an appointment for my wife, please." Hinata was already riddled with nerves over making the phone call until you volunteered to do it for her. The relief that flowed through her was immeasurable...until you referred to her as your wife. Then she could feel her cheeks heating up. Ever since she realized she had feelings for you she imagined what your wedding would look like, what married life would be, etc. Hinata fumbled out a thank you once you hung up and a quiet, "Would you really want me to be your wife?" After your affirmative answer Hinata feels so confident. That reassurance is what she needed, don't be surprised if she finds the cutest way to ask for your hand soon after.

Choji: "Oh, you must be Y/N's husband!" Choji recognized one of your coworkers from your social media, but he really didn't know how to respond to the question. "Uh... Yeah!" was the best he could muster in his flustered confusion. Did you really refer to him as your husband to other people? Oh geez... Were you really that serious about him? Don't get him wrong, he's so serious about you! But he never really thought your feelings would be returned the same way. He's so excited and giddy for the rest of the day, Choji can barely take the huge smile off of his face. He hugs you extra tight the next time he sees you and nearly smothers you in his love because he's so excited.

Neji: He just wanted to see what day you had a doctor's appointment, he promises. Neji was flipping though your planner when he saw 'Husband's Birthday' scrawled in your writing on his birthday along with about a billion hearts. He felt like he was invading your privacy but he didn't mean it like that... Neji's heart beat faster... Husband... He never entertained the option, just content in the situation you two had. But now that he began to think of himself as your husband, he knew he also wanted you as his spouse. Chances are, Neji closes your planner to find you and point blank asks you to marry him. Formal engagement TBD, but for now he needs to know you're his (and needs you to know he's yours.)

Ino: "Yes, they're for my wife! Thank you so much!" Ino ducked back around the corner before you could see her. She knew exactly what stall you were at buying things and it made her face heat up. And... wife? That was a new one. Ino found that she quite liked it, only irritated that she couldn't bring it up without revealing she saw you at the shop stall buying that one thing she's been wanting for months. Ino will casually do the same to you, slyly referring to you as her spouse in front of you to see your reaction.

Kiba: "Sure, lemme just run it by the hubby and see what he says!" You chatted with Kiba's mom, his attention perking at the nickname. "Kiba do you-" "Hubby?" He interrupted you with the question, eyes wide and hopeful. You nodded and explained that he was in fact your hubby, but his mom wanted to know which night would be best to have dinner... "I'm you hubby... 🥺" Yeah you're not getting an answer to that question from Kiba. He feels special now! And he definitely starts calling you his spouse. Most likely takes his mom and/or sister to go "alright, now propose to them!"

[sunshineseung]

Voice Messages from Lee Minho

5:34 pm

Hello darling~ how are you? I’m not sure if you’ve forgotten already… but I come home tomorrow! I can’t wait to have you in my arms again, and I’m sure you’re excited to see me too. You’ve been thinking about me all day, haven’t you? And yet you don’t answer my call… okay, I see how it is. I’ll just assume you’re busy. Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow morning. Bye, my love.

9:41 pm

It’s my last night in one of these fucking hotels, and holy hell, I am relieved. This bed is insanely comfortable though, so I’m not entirely mad. Wish I could share this bed with you, baby. I’ve missed your touch more than anything on this tour… yaknow what? While the others are out, I think I’ll take advantage of this alone time. I’ll call you back in a minute, honey. Just let me get a little more comfortable.

9:43 pm

Heyyy, guess who’s back? I’m sure you’re already all riled up just from the last message. My pretty, needy baby, all turned on just for me. Maybe I shouldn’t be so aggressive right from the start, huh? Although it’s not like this is the first time I’ve left you messages like this. Don’t act shy, baby, I see you’ve saved them in your phone. Have you been listening to them while I’ve been away? Aw, babydoll, the thought of you getting off to my calls makes me so fucking hard. Until tomorrow, I’ll just have to pretend my hand is your pussy, although it’ll never compare to you. Mmm~ I’ll call right back, my dearest. I need to look at my photos of you.

9:44 pm

Fuuuuck, when you listen to these, I wish I could be there to see your face burn with embarrassment, or is it just that you’re turned on? It’s hard to tell with you, doll. When I get home tomorrow, I’m fucking you on every surface of your goddamn apartment, and then I’ll take you to the dorms so we can do the exact same thing. Your body never gets old to me, love. I’ll never get over your perfect curves, flawless legs, and your gorgeous fucking face, oh my god. You’re a fucking dream, babe. I can’t get you out of my head. My cock’s throbbing from the thought of you on all fours for me, ass up and head down like the good little slut I know you are. Hhh, I’ll be right back.

9:47 pm

I had to stop that call because I almost came, but I’m sure that was obvious to you. When I cum, I want it to feel absolutely fucking euphoric, so I’m going to edge myself. I’m sure you’re getting off right now too, baby. Pretty little thing’s so weak for my voice, huh? When I moan right in your ear like this? Ah~ makes you bite your lip, doesn’t it? Makes you wish I was between your legs right now, fucking you until the sun comes up. Only a few more hours, honey, then I’m all yours, and you’re all mine. Before I get home, put on that necklace I bought you, alright? The one that says ‘kitten’ on it, yeah, that one. I want it dangling in my face when you ride me. Phew, let me stop for a second. I keep getting so close. Not yet, though. Not just yet.

9:50 pm

Have you came yet? You’re probably on your third orgasm right now, using one of the toys I bought you. You’re always so sensitive for me, doll, I can’t imagine you’d be much different when you’re alone. I’m sure thinking of me helps, though. You better have been masturbating while I was away, just so I can remind you what a real cock feels like when I get back, and don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll remind you over and over again until your legs are numb. You’ll get a noise complaint from how loud I’ll make you scream, baby. My precious doll, you better be on your knees when I walk through the door, or would you rather have me give you head upon my arrival? I’ll let you choose, love. Just a few more strokes…

9:52 pm

Imagining you on your knees, tongue out, my cum dripping down your chin, - huff - so fuckin’ sexy. My lovely kitten, always so obedient for me. What did I do to deserve such a good baby? Watch you suck on my fingers while I pound your tight hole- oh my god, you make me sound so pathetic. I’m really down bad for you, aren’t I? Wanna hear you whine my name as I make you cum over and over again, your sweet release coating my cock and my mouth and my fingers… fuck, gonna cum, gonna cum… holy shit- ugh, fuck! Cum for me, baby. Cum with me. Ah- ah- … woah, fuck. That was more than I expected. Give me a second to clean up a bit.

9:55 pm

Did you enjoy that, love? I’m sure you did, you nasty little pervert, haha. At least you’re my nasty little pervert, right? Oh my god, when I see you, you’re in for it. I’m not leaving your apartment until we break your bed, I promise. This was the only time I’ve had to get off all tour, can you believe it? And they’ll be back any minute by now… or maybe they’re already back. Actually wait… footsteps Oh, hey! Yeah they’re back, HAHA, but it’s fine. Nothing they haven’t heard before, right sweetheart? Jeez, I just finished and I’m still teasing you. Alright, well I should go now. I’m sure I have some explaining to do since I just walked out there with cum on my shirt. I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you, bye!

[theinvisiblecapricorn]

Surprise, surprise.

Author's note: This is my first ever written one shot. The inspiration popped into my head during my shower. Please let me know what you think. Enjoy

Fluffy one shot.

Part 1.

// Introduction //

A little info about Y/N and Vinnie.

So, you guys met during the first Covid lockdown.

You weren’t really seeing anyone of your friends during this time because you didn’t feel like taking any risks. So the only way for you to interact with anyone, was via social media. Before lockdown you also kind of give up on the idea of finding a lover because the last time you gave it a shot it didn’t work out.

You remember one of your best friends told you ‘’ Once you start focusing on yourself, it’ll come to you. ‘’ Well, what better way to focus on yourself other than during quarantine?

That’s when Vinnie came into the picture.

After many failed attempts of having a normal conversation with serval people, the last thing Vinnie expected was to meet someone like you. A lot of the time people tried to take advantage of the fact that he was famous. They would post his personal info on social media and share their conversations for clout. Just like you, Vinnie was kind of over the idea of meeting someone who would like him for his personality instead of his name.

You guys instantly clicked. It felt like talking to someone you’ve known your entire life. There wasn’t a thing you couldn’t share with another. But because the two of you lived in different time zones you couldn’t talk as much as you’d like, but you made it manageable. There was only one problem; traveling was not an option due to Covid, so the two of you had never seen each other in real life.

Until now…

// End of introduction //

Alex (Warren) set up his camera to make a video.

He clicked on record and looked into the camera.

‘’ So as you guys know, Vinnie and Y/N met online in the beginning of Covid, but they’ve never officially seen each other in real life. Now that traveling is allowed again and Vinnie hasn’t been feeling himself lately, I thought it was a good idea to surprise him. I bought y/n a plan ticket so she can come over and hopefully cheer Vinnie up. And I will document the entire journey. ‘’

// Vinnie’s POV //

It’s noon. I lay on my bed, scrolling on my phone through TikTok. I haven’t heard from Y/N all day. Normally she would call me before going to bed herself, but she never did. I tried texting her but no reply.

Y/NNNN????

Yo bro, you there???

I miss your voiceeee

Please don’t be asleep already 

Pick up!!!!!! Or else I’m coming for you.

God, I wish I could just fly to wherever she was at and kiss her entire face. Because, yes, I am indeed in love with her, and she feels the same way about me. I just never thought I could recognize so much of myself in someone else. She’s the most kind, beautiful and loving person I know, and I can’t wait to hold her in my arms one day and never let go.

I’m starting to daydream about a life with y/n without the long distance, because it truly sucks. Then I hear a knock on the door and before I know it Alex comes rushing in with his camera in his hand.

( Vinnie & Alex )

‘’ Vinnie, say hello to everyone! ‘’

‘’ Hello everyone. Alex what do you want? ‘’

‘’ Why are you assuming I want something from you? ‘’

‘’ Because you only enter my room if you either have one of your crazy ideas to share or if you want me to get involved in something I probably shouldn’t get involved into. ‘’

‘’ Pfft, not true. My ideas aren’t crazy, they’re brilliant in their own way. ‘’

Alex grins at me. Suspiciously.

‘’ Anyways that’s not the point Vincent, I actually came in to see if you would join me to get some groceries because the only thing left are rise waffles and I’m starving. ‘’

Alex is blinking his eyes with the same grin he has had on from the moment he came into my room.

He’s not going to leave until I agree on coming. So before I know it, we’re on our way to the grocery store.

// Y/N’s POV //

I received a text from Alex a few weeks ago. He told me about his idea to surprise Vinnie. I couldn’t be more excited. Ever since Vinnie and I started talking I have pushed many of my personal boundaries. In a positive way. Vinnie has helped me regain trust in others and has showed me that love is real. I have lost my faith in love due to my previous experiences. That’s why the connection that I have with Vinnie is so important to me.

I have arrived at the airport as I turn on my phone. My phone starts to receive all the missed text messages and calls from Vinnie. I smile as I read through them.

‘’ Oh Vin, if only you knew ‘’ I think to myself.

I hear someone yelling my name behind me. As I turn around, I see Nailea running towards me.

Nailea is a close friend of Vinnie so of course she was the first to know about Vinnie’s contact with me. She’s been super kind to me, and I consider her as the sister I never had.

Nailea hugs me once she has approached me.

( Y/N & Nailea )

‘’ OH MY GOD. Girl, I am so happy that you’re finally hereeeee!!! ’’

I laugh as I see people around looking at us.

‘’ I am also very happy to be here. To finally meet everyone. For real. ‘’

‘’ Yea, now tell me, does my nose look bigger on the screen than in real life? ‘’

‘’ Hahaha, no Nai. You look fantastic on the screen and even better in real life. ‘’

Nailea and I take my stuff and walk out of the airport.

Once settled in the car, I receive a text from Alex:

We’re almost at the store. He hasn’t got a clue. See you there.

This is all a part of Alex his big plan. First, I will act like a regular costumer shopping at the same store as Vinnie and Alex. Then once they get back, Alex will distract Vinnie just a little longer, so he won’t notice me walking past the car right away. Brilliant.

// Vinnie’s POV //

Alex and I walk into the store.

‘’ Alright, what do we need? ‘’

‘’ Anything but rise waffles. ‘’

I shake my head, laughing, as I walk to the lemonade aisle.

Alex is taking out his camera and starts filming me from a far.

I start singing Paparazzi by Lady Gaga as I act like I'm hiding from him.

‘’ Oh, you should also take a few cans of coke. ‘’ Alex suggests.

As I walk towards the aisle with cans of lemonade, I notice a girl standing in front of it. Her hair instantly reminds me of Y/N. The exact same length, color and texture. Call me a simp, but I just pay a lot of attention to the girl I love. I slowly approach the girl before Alex attacks be by throwing a teddy bear on my head.

‘’ Hey, watch it! ‘’ I fix my hair.

‘’ Sorry man, I just know how much you like teddy bears. ‘’ Alex’s laughing out loud as he zooms in to my face.

I laugh, as I start to think back to the day Alex thought it would be funny to buy a giant teddy bear and have Patrick in it to scare me.

Just then, I notice the girl was gone. I didn’t see her anywhere else again.

After collecting all the stuff, we needed, we went home.

Once we arrived home, Alex stopped me before I opened my car door.

‘’ Let’s just sit here for a bit and talk about some stuff. ‘’ I stare at Alex with a confused look on my face.

‘’ Yea, because the viewers want to know, how are things going between you and Y/N? ‘’

I scratch the back of my neck and start feeling the heat take over my cheeks.

‘’ I mean, it’s hard sometimes. She’s one of the most important people in my life, yet I haven’t even met her in person. But I just know that once I do, that everything will naturally fall into it’s place. ‘’

Alex pouts as he listens to all the sweet things I have to say.

‘’ You really like her, don’t you? ‘’

‘’ I mean, yea I do. I really do. ‘’

‘’ Alright, so imagine her standing in front of you right now, what would you do? ‘’

I look at my hands as I start to imagine a situation like that.

‘’ Uh… If she was standing in front of me right now.. I would.. ‘’ My eyes scan a figure walking past the car and I couldn’t believe my eyes.

// Y/N’s POV //

Shit, I almost got caught. The plan was to go into the store, just to admire Vinnie from a far. I didn’t plan to stand in the exact aisle, where he needed to get something from. Luckily, Alex had a plan to distract Vinnie while I fled to the exit. Phew, that was close.

Alex texted me, saying they were on their way home. That’s when it hit me, I am going to be able to see, touch and kiss Vinnie for the first time ever. Nailea noticed my anxiety kicking in and she told me everything would be just fine.

It didn’t take long before Alex’s car pulled up on the driveway. Alex and Vinnie stayed in the car for a bit. My phone started buzzing as I read the notification: ‘’ Now!’’ That was my cue.

As nervous as one can be, I walked past the car with the person who’s the other half of my heart in it. I didn’t dare to look in his direction.

// Vinnie’s POV //

I couldn’t believe my eyes. This isn’t real right? Was I dreaming? I mean, I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night because I was worried sick due to Y/N not responding to me anymore.

I rub my eyes as I watch in the direction of the person again and there’s no way it couldn’t be her.

Then she turns her face into my direction and my heart starts pounding. There she is, the love of my life, the only person who can make my day just by popping up in my notifications, Y/N.

As I try to open my door, I hear Alex locking it.

‘’ Let me out! ‘’ I look at Alex as I try to unlock the door, but unable because he keeps his hand infront of the lock.

‘’ You haven’t answered my question yet. ‘’ Alex smirks at me, but I do not find it funny at all.

‘’ Please, let me out and I’ll show you what I would do if she were to stand in front of me ‘’

And with, I heard the door unlock. I jumped out of the car and ran as fast as I could to the person who I longed for the most.

Click here for part two;

[snappleapple]

the bunny vs. the fox

dream x reader

hogwarts au

fluff and angst i suppose

warning - cursing, reader being a small b, simpy dream, underage drinking

word count - 6.8k

a/n: hi again! please enjoy this long boi while i go on another 8 month hiatus lol. also i legit had a heart attack cause i accidentally deleted this but i got it back so phew

the vibrant colors of your uniform stands out amongst the repelling amount of green present within the slytherin common room. you had been invited to the party on behalf of wilbur for their recent quidditch cup win against gryffindor, a game lost because of the carelessness and arrogance of your teammates. along with students from other houses, you stand next to the tall boy you had met when you got onto the train in your first year.

“wilbur, why am i here?” the question lingers in his ear as you point to your current attire of your uniform skirt, an oversized gryffindor sweater you borrowed from sapnap, your thick glasses and messy bed hair from taking a nap after the long game. “y/n? what are you doing here?” you turn your head to glance over at the younger boy, “that’s what i wanna know, tommy.” as you turn around to look at wilbur, another person bumps into you, “hey! watch where you’re going- y/n! what a surprise!” with the roll of your eyes, you dismiss him and reply sarcastically, “glad to see you’re not so shaken up from the recent failure of gryffindor, fundy.” he gives you a shit-eating grin before bouncing away to continue his search for pure alcohol.

as more students enter the already crowded room, a loud cheer begins to form as a boy is lifted into the air. “dream! dream! dream!” the crowd yells at the top of their lungs, which would probably attract a teacher soon, so you begin to sneak out of the room until a loud voice interrupts the cheers, “y/n! leaving the party so soon?” dream taunts with a smirk on his face, everyone’s attention turning towards you. “mind your own business, dream.” you spit out with venom, still bitter about your quidditch loss, as he scoffs and strides towards you, “i guess if you search up sore loser in the dictionary, you’d find a picture of y/n.” he mocks once again while you begin to get riled up from the obnoxious laughter erupting from the crowd. you turn around and begin heading for the door once more before hearing, “come on y/n. no one likes a sore loser.” turning around, you glare at the annoying boy, “come on dream. the only thing worse than a sore loser is a sore winner.” the both of you stare each other down while the whole room stays quiet. dream stands with an unsatisfied smirk on his face as he reaches into his pocket, possibly reaching for his wand. with the slight slip of your fingers and extra progression , you grasp your wand. but before you could fully pull out your wand, you get lifted into the air, over the shoulder of a ravenclaw. “we’ll be seeing you guys later.” he nonchalantly says while walking out of the room, giving you perfect view of dream, with a now satisfied shit-eating grin as he waves at you. you end your interaction with the slytherin with the show of your middle finger.

“techno! why? i could’ve totally won that battle.” the older boy shakes his head as he listens to your whines. “nope. i promised phil that i would keep you out of trouble.” you groan some more before stomping away back to the gryffindor common room, barely sparing a glance at the pink haired boy.

a week passes by and when you’re at breakfast, you lay your head against phil’s shoulder while he munches away on a buttered piece of toast, keeping conversation with fundy. dream hadn’t been bothering as bad as normal but he was still around you. you were a bit confused about his change in behavior but brushed it off, ignoring him and treating him as if he’s on his own menopause situation. twiddling your fingers, boredom begins to strike you in the great breakfast hall. well, once quiet hall, in which the silence is interrupted by the entrance of dream, sapnap and george. you would assume that since they are all from different houses, there would be a tolerance for peace, yet that never seemed like an option with dream. “hello y/n.” he smirks as you turn around to look at him with a stone cold expression. “what do you want?” you say with a scathing tone. ‘“nothing, just came to see how the most competitive person on gryffindor was doing after their recent loss.” with the use of your middle finger, you raise your glasses before giving dream an innocent grin, “i’m feeling good.” the hall goes quieter than it was before as dream sits next to you on the bench. as you leans closer to you, you put your hand under your head and turn your head towards him coyly. “and what do i owe the honor of being able to sit next to the dream? he rolls his eyes as sapnap and george laugh at your shenanigans. “i was just wondering if you would do me the honor of going out to hogsmeade with me?” shaking your head, you barely even glance over at the boy. “no.” dream’s expression remains stoic as he continues to look at you, “come on y/n.” you turn to stand up and leave. raising a stiff hand into the air, you wave to phil and fundy.

but before you could fully exit the great hall, a hand pulls you into the crevice of the walls. he puts his hand over your mouth to prevent you from saying a word. “y/n. please. please go out with me.” shaking your head once again, you give him a cheeky grin. “what will you do for me if i do?” dream pinches his nose bridge, “i’ll do your charms homework for a month.” he persuades with much hesitance. you fully extend your hand out to him and he wraps his large, warm hand around yours. the large grin on your face replicates the one on his face. “next week on saturday, meet me at the bridge to hogsmeade at nine am, sharp! but if you are even a minute late, i’m leaving and you’re still doing my charms homework.” dream closes his eyes and basks in the natural light from the bewitched sky, nodding his head.

the rest of the day, you go throughout your usual classes, occasionally listening to the gossip that spread like wildfire throughout the school. “oh my god, did you hear that l/n is going out with dream tomorrow?” or “i thought they hated each other?” in all honesty, you were beginning to get annoyed from all of the side conversations happening in all classes. luckily, you were in your last class of the day, unluckily, it was with slytherin, specifically dream’s class. a yawn erupts from your mouth as pull out a set of notes to get ready for your class. as the second yawn begins, a hand makes its way to your mouth. you glare at the boy who had already caused way too much mischief for your liking. he gives you a fake grin as he sits next to you. before you can retort to his stupid action, your professor struts into the room, quickly starting his lesson.

throughout most of the class, dream remains quiet, jotting down his notes or dragging his hand through his hair. but towards the end of the class, he leans his head on your shoulder. your body stiffens up as his hand makes its way to your thigh. “you better take your hand off my thigh if you want to keep it.” quiet chuckles erupt from his lips, “can i do this on our date?” you reciprocate soft chuckles, “do you want to die?” the grin on his face get replaced by a pout and puppy dog eyes. “why are you so mean to me?” you continue to scribble down notes, not sparing one glance at the boy, until he grabs your face with both of his hands, “look at me pout, y/n.” and when he turns you face towards him, your professor calls the both of you out. “miss l/n, please take your lovey dovey business outside of class.” your mouth hangs open but before you could protest, dream interrupts you, “will do professor.” his chuckles echo through the room as you slam your head into the table repeatedly until dream puts his hand on the desk, preventing you from bruising your forehead even more. “just let me bash my skull open and die.” dream pats your head, “i can’t have you die before our date.” cringing at his words, you frantically try to remove his hand so you could smash your head into the desk.

later that night at dinner, your face remains a disgusted pout as you imagine your date with dream. while you shudder in disgust, phil taps you out of your daze. “y/n, you really should snap out of it today.” he laughs jokingly along with fundy. your eyes roll as you turn back to your dinner plate full of random things phil stacked on so that you would actually eat dinner. after being forcefully fed one chicken leg and some mashed potatoes, you check the time which read eight twenty five, giving you five minutes to go to the black lake. “oh shit.” you exclaim as you grab all of your items while phil tries to stuff another chicken leg into your mouth. “phi-“ you shut up when the chicken successfully makes it into your mouth. as you sprint out of the hall carrying your school books, robe, wand and other unnecessary items fundy handed to you, your robe decides to slip out unbeknown to you.

when you arrive to the lake, you see him waiting for you already. you toss your items down next to him and sit down next to him. “you’re late. again.” heavy huffs of air erupt from your body as try to catch your breath, still holding the chicken leg phil stuffed into your mouth. “sorr-“ a cough leaves your lips, “sorry. phil was trying to get me to eat dinner.” the boy lets out deep chuckles as he ruffles your hair, “classic phil.” you lean back and balance your weight on the both of your hands as you stare out at the frozen lake. “techno, i don’t get why we have to meet outside in the freezing cold when there is a warm library open to us. i’m cold and i lost my robe on the way here. in a silent flash, a blue accented robe makes its way over into your sight, along with a bare arm. when you turn your head towards the boy, he says away and turns back to the lake, expressionlessly. a small smile erupts on your face as you turn back to the lake, wrapping the robe around your shoulders. before you could mutter a quick thank you, you get cut off, “don’t. lets not talk about this.”

after finishing whatever school work you needed to with techno, you walk back with him into the hallways, coincidentally just as dinner was ending. though you never found out where your robe was, you bump into a tall figure as you make your way through the hall with techno counting the tiles on the floor. a small oomf leaves your lips as the person puts his hands on your shoulders. “who’s robe is that? last time i checked you were in gryffindor, not ravenclaw.” you don’t need to look up to know who you were currently speaking with, “hello dream.” you could hear the smirk in his voice when he speaks again, “hello y/n. take this off.” dream retorts with a hint of teasing, “no. i’m cold and i lost my robe. so techno let me borrow his.” the other tall boy next to you nods in agreement. “uh no. i don’t like the sight of this.” dream complains with an unsatisfied look on his face before tugging the robe off of your body, throwing it at technoblade and then proceeding to wrap his robe around your body, slinging his arm over your shoulder. “that’s better.” he doesn’t even spare a glance at the older boy as he leads you away while you try to at least say goodbye to technoblade. “bye- dream i swear to god, bye techno!”

while the both of you continue to the gryffindor tower, he doesn’t let his arm on your shoulders falter. “what’s the deal with you and that guy.” you stop in place, turn to look at dream and mime yourself zipping your lips as if you were saying, ‘you get nothing out of me.’ dream rolls his eyes before throwing you over his shoulder and continuing his way over to the common room. “okay this is unnecessary. put me down, i’m wearing a skirt.” lightly hitting his back with your fist. “don’t worry about it, my robe is covering it up.”

at the door of the entrance, the fat lady stares at you in confusion. “can you put me down?” dream lets out a grunt of disagreement, “no. just tell her the password so i can come in and snuggle you.” you take a breath in of anger, “no. i need to finish homework, plus i’m going to see you again tomorrow.” another grunt comes out of the boy before he says the password to your common room, the fat lady begrudgingly letting the both of you in. “what?! you know the password?” he chuckles before setting you down, “of course, sapnap told me. and i come in here all the time to hook up with different gryffindor girls.” your face of disgust makes a wheeze leave his lips, “i’m joking. i finish homework with sapnap in his room, not hook up with girls. i’ll have you know, i haven’t even had my first kiss yet.” you scoff before turning towards your room, “goodnight dream.” but before you can progress any further, he grabs your wrist, “no.” your face scrunches up. staring the boy up and down, another scoff leaves your lips, “what do you mean ‘no’. i’m not giving you an option.” he pouts and opens his arms, “i jus wanna cuddle.” your face scrunches up in disgust once more before you take a step back, “wasn’t it last week when you were being a bitch about my quidditch team.” his arms fall down in realization but the pout remains visible. slightly annoyed but empathetic, you walk over to him, awkwardly wrapping your arms around his waist, patting him on his back gently. while he embraces you back, he leans down to whisper into your ear, “can we cuddle?” you let out groans before letting out a deep sigh, “fine. but you have to promise not to be too grabby, like right now. i did not tell you to grab my butt.” dream sheepishly shys away from you and grabs the hem of shirt while he follows you up the stairs while you try to maneuver him so he can actually make it up the enchanted stairs that only the girl’s dorm.

when you enter your dorm, you’re met by the friendly faces of your roommates. “h-hey guys.” with the motion of their hands, they tell you scoot over to see dream standing behind you with a smirk on his face. before he could walk into the room, you shut the door in his face, wanting to speak in private with your roommates. “don’t tell anyone about this. he was begging to cuddle and would not leave until i agreed. he’ll be gone by midnight tonight and i promise i’ll make sure he’s quiet.” your roommates stare at you before bursting out in laughter, “you’re going soft y/n!” a look of shock rushes over your face before hushing them, “i am not.” they shake their heads in disagreement, making you roll your eyes. when you open the door to let dream back into your room, your roommates pack their homework and walk towards the door. one roommate holds the door open while the other still collects her things, “we’ll be seeing you later y/n. so have fun with dream.” you hide your face in your pillow, embarrassed from their current attitudes about your situation. when they leave, dream sits on your bed while you stand up and walk over to your closet and grab a change of clothes. “just lay on the bed and i’ll be out soon.” dream nods, boredly flipping through a random book he found on your bed.

in the bathroom, you tie your hair in a messy bun, change into some sweatpants and a random oversized t-shirt, you think its either sapnap’s or wilbur’s, take your contacts out and put your glasses on, before proceeding to brush your teeth and exiting the bathroom.

sitting on the edge of your bed, you stare down at dream, hugging your pillow. “y/n, can you replace the pillow?” your expression quickly shifts from a neutral face to a cringing face. you ignore his words, “scoot over.” you say while grabbing the book dream was reading before you came out, opening it and tucking your legs underneath your comforter. another sigh leaves your lips as you tap the top of your thighs twice, letting dream know that he can lay his head onto your legs, in which he gladly does. about thirty minutes pass and your hand drags itself through his hair, occasionally leaving to flip the page of your book. you stay super into your book until dream speaks up, “y/n.” you let out a mhm of acknowledgement, letting him know you’re listening. “i don’t want to cuddle your legs, i want to cuddle you.” a small okay is heard from you as you put the book on your dresser, tucking yourself into your bed. your back faces away from dream. a shiver rolls down your spine as he wraps his arms around your waist, resulting in him breathing down your neck. goosebumps arise on your body. in the awkward silence of the room, the only things you can hear are the loud thumps of your heart and the even breaths from dream.

when you wake up the next morning, you move your arms to stretch them, but fail to do so in the embrace of dream. staring at his peaceful face, free of any frowns he had shown last night, you brush his bangs out of his eyes. with a glance at the seeping sunlight, you slowly slip out of his embrace, walking to the bathroom to get ready for the day. before you exit the room, you glance over at the sleeping boy on your bed. you roll your eyes before walking over to his side and sitting down on the edge of the bed, gently caressing his messy hair. he stirs in his sleep for a few seconds and as he opens his eyes. the first things he sees is you before pulling you towards his chest with you going down with a yelp. “dream!” he nuzzles his head into your neck, mumbling something incoherent. “say that again?” he mumbles some more, “i don’t know what you’re saying.” you chuckle in-between each word, he moves his head away from your neck, “i said you smell good.” dream stretches as you pull away from him, walking over to the door leading to the common room. “go clean yourself up and come to breakfast.” dream sluggishly drags himself out of your bed before grabbing his robe and your wrist, proceeding to drag you towards the door, the stairs turning into a slide underneath him while you wait for the stairs to turn back, laughing loudly at him. at the bottom of the stairs, you meet the friendly faces of phil, fundy and sapnap.

“y/n, why was dream in your room last night?” phil asks just a bit sarcastic but with a joyful smile on his face. sapnap’s face morphs into a smirk as his eyes move from your figure to dream’s and then back to yours. “you,” he says while staring at you before turning to dream on the floor, “and you.” sapnap then proceeds to make kissy faces earning a smack from you and a chuckle from dream, earning dream a smack from you as well. “dream is leaving anyways.” you say while pushing him out of your common room. phil, fundy, sapnap, you and dream make your way down the hall, “dream. go to your room and change.” he pouts once again before wrapping his hand around yours. once phil notices, he walks between the both of you, separating you and dream, making you stand on either side of him. when you glance up at phil, he just gives you his signature kind smile before turning back to his conversation with fundy. before you notice, dream had disappeared to god knows where, you get pulled behind a pillar, not being noticed from the three of your friends. “shh, y/n.” his hand covers your mouth until he lets go, “dream! what was the point of this, we were with each other like five minutes ago.” he ignores your words and drags you towards the slytherin common room, finishing what he started earlier by holding your hand.

while you wait for dream to finish getting ready in his room, you sit in the common room, greeted by the not so friendly faces of other slytherins, disregarding wilbur sitting at your side, telling you about the dragon he was raising in the dark forest. when dream comes back out, the color of your uniform stands out so brightly in the dark green room. wilbur sits next to you with his beanie on. “wilbur, aren’t you tired? you have black circles under your eyes.” he shakes his head with optimism, “it’s for the aesthetic. don’t worry about them. oh hello dream!” your eyes shift from wilbur to dream. dream leads you out of the common room as the both of you walk down the quiet and empty halls towards breakfast. dream wraps his robe around your shoulders, “i know you get cold easily.” you look up at him with a small smile engulfed by sadness, “thanks.”

as you walk down the long hallway, you finally feel the courage to speak up. “dream,” you pause waiting for a response from the tall boy. he lets out a hum to let you know he’s listening, “why are you doing this?” the question slips from your lips with doubt and concern. “doing what?” dream answers back with his own question. “well for one,” you pause once again with uncertainty, “pretending to like me. just a week ago, you were being a jerk to me and all of a sudden, you just begin to pursue me. and i want to know why.” dream stops in place while you continue by yourself, “what do you mean pretend to like you? i do like you.” now it was your turn to stop, “no you don’t. you can’t just begin to like someone all of a sudden. nothing works like that. so, i’m going to ask you something and i want you to answer sincerely, okay?” dream’s face falls into a guilty expression as he stares at the floor, “how much?” you maintain the soft expression on your face while continuing to gaze at the tall boy, “fifteen galleons.” a tiny huff of air leaves your lips as you a soft small appears on your face in slight disbelief, eyes slightly tearing up. you walk away for a while before speaking once again, “i hope it was worth it.” you take off his robe and drop it on the floor as you walk away from him.

as you enter the great hall for breakfast, you sit next to phil quietly. with a small eye smile, you tell phil that you’re not that hungry and just take a sip out of your tea. “so , y/n. you and dream huh?” sapnap teases, “there’s nothing between us.” your cold tone resonates throughout the gryffindor table, “woah, no need to get your panties in a bunch.” he teases as the other boys around you laugh. angered, you stand up and grab his collar, pulling him towards you over the table, “i said there’s nothing. so fuck off and mind your own business.” your empty hand crunches up, turning your fist white. phil abruptly stands up and gently puts his hand on your shoulder as a signal to tell you to calm down. you could feel all eyes on you but could honestly care less. releasing his collar, the boy looks at you after being scolded by phil for butting into a girl’s business. “i’m sorry y/n. i didn’t mean to that insensitive.” you snap out of your rage induced glare and decide to mutter a small apology as well before walking out of the hall.

“y/n!” another glare arises on your face at you look at the culprit that made you angry. “i’m sorry for the bet, but i was just using that as an excuse because i kept denying the fact that i like you.” dream attempts to grab your hand like he did earlier that day but you snatch your hand away. “don’t bother lying now because i didn’t even believe you earlier.” your reply marked with extreme sarcasm. you turn around to stomp towards your common room once again. “y/n, please. what will it take for you to realize that i actually like you.” with a glance over your shoulder, you look at dream one last time, “leave me the fuck alone.”

as the week passed, it was the day of your date with dream. you stayed in your dorm for most of the day, eventually going out to eat at meal times. dream waited for you at the bridge that leads to hogsmeade for hours until finally leaving when sapnap came to tell him that you weren’t coming.

on the day of your quidditch game with ravenclaw, you lay in bed, staring at the spot dream had once been in with you. you’ve seen dream around but never even glanced towards him, isolating yourself quietly with your small group of friends. dream, for the most part, left you alone besides the points where he hangs out with sapnap in the gryffindor common room. you rarely spoke and only did when it was necessary. before you realize, you’re in the shower room, getting dressed in your uniform. sapnap leads you towards the field and your team flies onto the field. technoblade flies up towards you in attempt to speak to you for the first time that week. “hey munchkin. how’s it going.” you drag your hands through your hair, messing it up after phil had worked so hard to keep it neat. “dream told me he liked me. but his antics started after i confronted him about his bet.” techno’s eyes soften as he ruffles your hair, “i don’t want to sour your mood even more, but he’s sitting in gryffindor stands right now. just for your own information.” you roll your eyes and fly over to your side, bat in hand. the huffs of your breaths could be seen in the snowy weather of winter.

for most of the game, you played extremely aggressive. you nearly hit sapnap once and actually hit fundy while ravenclaw scored over and over again. “y/n! get down here!” you hear the rough voice of your quidditch captain call, “what’s wrong with you l/n? you never play this recklessly. sit out this game, we can have someone else sub for you.” dream watches you from the stands. you stare at your captain in disbelief before nodding and walking off the field.

walking down the hallways, dream follows you with silent steps in order to not attract any unwanted attention. “what do you want dream?” you ask without turning around to look at the boy. “y/n,” before he can finishes, he pauses, allowing time for you to interrupt, “i asked for what you wanted, not my name.” you let out the sarcastic and sappy reply. “y/n, i’m sorry i put you in such a shitty situation and because of that, inevitably hurt our relationship. the stupid relationship that makes me smile every time i think about you or when someone mentions your name.” dream walks towards you with caution while also watching your reaction. once he realizes that you’re okay with his presence, he pulls you into his embrace. your face gets buried into his chest. “i hate you. i hate that you made me believe you loved me. i hate that i like you despite you being an ass. i hate that we have an unspoken rivalry. i hate how you make butterflies appear with any spoken word and how you’re a touchy person that needs to hold my hand wherever we go.” dream’s chuckles echo in the hall along with his body. “i didn’t know you hated me so much.” you push away from him with a small smirk on your face, “i do. you just have a punchable face.” dream lets out an exaggerated gasp as he holds his hand over his heart, “i’m offended.” he pouts once again, a smile expanding on his face.

“but will you officially do me the honor of going out on a date with me on tomorrow? no bets, no money, nothing. just a boy in love.” you cringe at first then pretend to think about it for a while before finally making eye contact with him, “no.” his smile doesn’t falter, “okay then, i’ll see you at the bridge at nine thirty.” you raise your eyebrows in confusion as the boy walks three steps ahead of you, “come on y/n.” he taunts as if you are a dog. with the roll of your eyes, you skip up towards him and he wraps one of his arms around your shoulder. “you’re not busy right now, are you?” a small laugh leaves your lips as you stare at the tall boy, “well, i just kicked out of my quidditch game, so no? but then again, i’m sort of sweaty so i might need to take a shower.” he ignores you once again and continues walking towards your dorm. as he begins to sound out the password, you cut him off. “look dream, i like you okay?” dream nods with a sly smirk, “but not enough for you to come in.” patting him on his back, you tell the lady the password and walk into the common room. his smirk falters as you leave him standing outside the common room door. dream’s eyes stay on you until he fat lady closes the portrait door. “rejected!” she sings before dream walks away with the roll of his eyes.

the next day at around nine twenty, you walk up from your bed. “oh my god!” you yell checking the time. running to your bathroom, you turn the your sink on quickly, brushing your teeth and your hair before running out to go change. at nine twenty five, you run down the busy halls, occasionally bumping shoulders with some random people. “y/n? where are you going?” fundy asks while watching you run. you stop briefly, “date. dream. waiting. late.” breathing out each word slowly due to your lack of breath. as you begin to start running again, phil and fundy watch you receding figure. by nine thirty two, you make it to the entrance of the bridge, seeing dream standing there with a small smile on his face. “you’re late.” you let out coughs and heave out heavy breaths before speaking again. “sorry. i woke up later than expected.” while you try to catch your breath, dream stares at you lovingly before getting a mischievous glint in his eyes, “am i that breathtaking y/n?” a frown appears on your face before you begin to walk back towards the castle, “no, y/n. i was kidding.”he chuckles as he grabs your hand, the warmth from his hand immediately seeping into your cold hand.

after walking around for a while hearing the crisp crunch of the snow, dream’s hand remains in yours. to be honest, he hasn’t even let your hand go since the beginning of your date. while you were at honeydukes, he held your hand, at dervish and banges, he held your hand, scrivencraft’s, dream. hand. your. hand. he would constantly whine whenever you tried to let go and if you did, he would opt to putting an arm over your shoulder. you walk around with dream until finally reaching the three broomsticks.

you tell dream to get the two of you a table while you go to order drinks. while you wait to pick up the drinks at the counter, you turn around to see dream with a posse full of girls around the tiny table. with the role of your eyes, you dismiss his cocky attitude and turn back towards the lady making your drinks. “is that the boy you came in with?” you life your head off of your palm and look up at the older lady, “yes ma’am.” loud giggles could be heard from behind you as you continue to ignore them, your clenched fist turning slightly whiter by the minute. the older lady looks down at you with sympathy, “you’re jealous.” taken aback from her absurd comment, you look at her with disbelief and large eyes. “jealous? jealous of that?” you say while turning around to point at dream and the girls basically hanging off of his body. “there’s a certain amount of pride a lady can hold herself to and there is no way i’m stooping down that low. sure, call me jealous if you want, but don’t compare me to that mess over there.” you slam down one galleon and walk away from the counter and out the door. dream watches your whole interaction happen and abrubtly stands up after watching you exit the pub. “sorry ladies, but my girl needs some tending to.” he walks out, ignoring the symphony of pleads.

“stupid. stupid. how could i have gotten so mad. she was just making an observation.” you murmur to yourself, feeling apologetic to the older lady who was just as surprised as you after you went off on your tangent. you sit on a bench, which overlooking the mountains near the school. you hit your head with the palm of your hand continuously until a warm hand stop you. “why’d you run away bunny?” you slip your wrist out of his grasp, “not run. walked. and it was because of something that happened to me and the waitress. she may or may not have said something i disagreed with and i may or may not have gone off about it at her.” dream sits down next to you, leaving no space in-between the both of you despite the bench being able to seat four people. “oh bunny-“ once again annoyed, you interrupt him, “why are you calling me bunny?” he chuckles as he watches you stand up to walk off, “because,” dream reciprocates your action and stands up as well, wrapping his arms around your neck and pulling you into his chest. “despite you being in gryffindor, you’re like a cute bunny to me. you’re the smartest person i know and love being around people. despite those traits, you are also bratty, willful and vengeful. it takes a certain person to deal with me and you work with me. we’re like the modern life lady and the tramp.” hesitantly, you wrap your arms around his waist.

“now bunny, what did the lady say to you?” you let out a small murmur of no before pulling away from him. “you don’t need to know.” a mischievous smile erupts on his face, “but i want to know.” you shake your head in response, “but you don’t need to.” with a slight side step, you stare up at the boy. “bunny.” he replies sternly, “if you don’t reply in five seconds, something bad is going to happen to you.” he uses his fingers count down to zero, “five, four, three,” in the meantime, you begin to run away from the boy, “get away from me!” you yell as you try to the reach the sanctuary of the presence of other students. before you could, you get tackled to the ground, “i asked you nicely y/n.” a second before you could repent, he begins to tickle you. “no. i’m sorry. i’ll tell you.” you wheeze out, “its too late bunny.” he continues to tickle you for what feels like hours, on the cold snow on the ground, until he gets tackled off of you, “get off of her!” you sit up to see fundy on top of dream, pinning his hands down while sapnap grabs dreams legs. their interrogation of dream gets interrupted by your laughs. their attention gets turned towards you, “you dunces. he wasn’t attacking me, he was tickling me.” fundy and sapnap’s faces turns into a surprised look as they turn to look at each other before looking back at you and getting off of dream. “my bad bro. we didn’t know.” sapnap replies as he and fundy scurry off to the safety of philza.

you stare at dream with an amused smirk as he continues to lay on the ground, pouting at the sudden interaction. you reach your hand down to help him up, “why couldn’t you make friends with hot girls that would tackle me.” before he could grab your hand, you pull it back and walk away, teasing him. “wait y/n, are you actually offended from what i said?” dream stands up and jogs over towards you, “cause i love that you have friends in general.” your face scrunches up as you stare him, “okay, fox.” now it was time for his face to scrunch up, “what did you just call me.” he says, not stating it as a question but rather a statement. “i called you fox.” his eyesbrows raise in confusion, “i’m bunny and you’re fox.” dream stares at you before grabbing your hand and walking towards the castle, “okay, i’ll be fox if you’re bunny.” smiles erupt on both of your faces as you continue to joke around on your trip towards the castle.

the first time you say i love you back to dream is from the day he pouted the entire night and while also hiding from you in the safety of his room. “beau, what’s wrong with you today?” when he finally looks up at you, he tries to keep a stern expression, but it falls into a smile as he pulls you close to him. “why don’t you ever say i love you back?” small chuckles erupt from your body as you play with his dirty blonde hair, “because i thought you knew how much i loved you. but if you need confirmation, you could’ve just told me.” he groans in slight embarrassment, “i love you so much to the point that i would do anything you ask me to. i would even kill sapnap for you.” now it was dream’s turn to chuckle, “thank you y/n. i love you too.” for the rest of the night, he didn’t let you go, meaning, you had to sneak back into your common room at four in the morning, hiding from the watchful gaze of philza.

about five months pass, and your relationship with dream prospers. at any quidditch game, you or him would be spotted in the crowd, or actually versing each other. in that case, he would stay so close to you, occasionally throwing around flirty comments at you or basically handing you the bludger. other times, when you study in the library with techno or phil, he always sits in the corner of the library with george, never being secretive. “what george? say that again.” leaving you to ignore him. whenever parties occur, you always try to walk around and mingle while he attaches himself to your side, greeting everyone you talk to. when he gets deadbeat drunk, he becomes clingy times one million, “y/n, don’t leave me.” and you reply, ‘this is my room.” cries and loves to snuggles into your neck when you come back a minute later. you’re not gonna lie but man is in lsg, little spoon gang. he loves being little spoon when he’s drunk but sober dream is another story. always has to be big spoon to keep his reputation up and has absolutely no recollection of being little spoon, so its your little secret with drunk dream. when you do your homework, he lays on your bed, usually taking a nap despite his eight page essay being due the next day. weekly hogsmeade dates, will literally buy you anything you set your eyes on, not even caring about the price. sometimes you wonder where that money even comes from. in total, will chase you down nonstop while you run away from his antics.

your relationship is well known around the school as the complex bunny and the sly fox.

philza still doesn’t approve though.

[mercurygguk]

bleeding for you | jjk

genre; angst, fluff

pairing; EMT!jungkook x female reader

✎ summary; In which it’s just another quiet night at the fire station until there’s an alarmingly serious car accident not far away. Jungkook is the first on the scene along with his partner, Namjoon. What meets Jungkook at the scene of the accident is worse than anything he could ever imagine.

word count; 3,367

based on a request by anon; It's a Jungkook au, where he's a EMT & they get a call for a very serious accident. When he arrives on scene he sees a very familiar car. A hand dangles from the shattered window, the engagement ring he'd slipped on your finger not two months ago mocking him. I envision a happy ending, but if you want, do with it what you will.

warnings; Descriptions of car accidents, mentions of bruises and blood, jungkook’s crying a whole lot, i’m sorry if this is tough on your heart bc it definitely was on mine, phew

a/n; I LOVED THIS IDEA FROM ANON, SO THANK YOU ANON and let’s be honest here, paramedic/EMT!jungkook is lowkey hotttt. Also, I took some inspiration from the tv-show Chicago Fire and some from Grey’s Anatomy because those are the only shows I’ve actually watched with things related to this kind of scenario, lol. I hope you like it, enjoy!

ps. it’s heavily unedited and i wrote this rather quickly, so please ignore if you spot anything hehe

The clock ticks on the wall and there are sounds of cars passing by once in a while outside on the street. Jungkook is staring silently at the TV in the staff room, his eyes focused on the ball that moves around between the football players. He’s bored, sighing deeply to himself as he drops his head back against the back of the couch he’s currently slouching on. Namjoon, Jungkook’s partner, plops down beside him, a sandwich on a plate for him to eat for dinner. He looks happily at his sandwich, more than excited to bite into it and finally getting a chance to continue reading his book for once.

Jungkook hates quiet nights at the firestation. He despises them. It makes him think of all the other things he could be doing instead – an example being at home, in bed with you; his fiancé. A title you recently had gained after Jungkook finally got the courage to get down on one knee for you, asking you to be his for the rest of his life. Just the thought of the happiness he felt that night made butterflies erupt in his stomach, suddenly daydreaming about your smile and the way you always manage to make him feel like he’s floating on a pink cloud. He’s totally whipped, but only for you.

His daydream is quickly interrupted by the sound of Namjoon chewing his sandwich loudly, making Jungkook glare at him with disgust. Namjoon, the charming person that he is, looks back at Jungkook in confusion.

“What?” Namjoon blurts with his mouth filled with a bite of his disgusting sandwich. Jungkook shakes his head at him, turning back to the boring game that’s unfolding on the TV. He really hates quiet nights. 

After half an hour and still nothing, Jungkook groans and gets up from the couch to wander around, causing Namjoon to look at him again with tired eyes. “What’s going on, Jeon?” He asks, flipping a page in his psychology novel.

“Nothing’s going on,” Jungkook grumbles, tired of just sitting around, “absolutely nothing.” 

Namjoon is about to tell Jungkook to sit down and relax for once but the alarm beats him to it, sounding loudly throughout the entire fire station. “Squad 3, truck 81 and 82, ambo 65, 78 and 32 – bigger car crash on the 5th highway, multiple victims,” Taehyung from the alarm center's voice booms throughout the fire station’s rooms. Jungkook’s eyes widen and so do Namjoon’s. They’re quick to move, book, sandwich and football match long forgotten as they run to their unit. Jungkook jumps in the driver’s seat, buckling up faster than ever. His partner is fast to join him and buckling up as Jungkook speeds out of the garage at the fire station and onto the road. Jungkook’s focused, eyebrow knitted together in concentration and the urge to do what he does the best – save some lives.

The highway is chaotic once Jungkook and Namjoon arrive as the first ones at the scene, multiple cars lying around – on the hood, on the side and some crushed to the point of where it’s not even a car anymore. It looks worse than anything they have ever experienced and it’s slightly terrifying but they’re headstrong as they grab their medical bags and run off to a random car each. Squad 3 and the firetrucks pull up not long after Jungkook and Namjoon’s arrival, all of them getting out quickly and getting to work, trying to see if they can save all victims or just the majority of them.

The first car Jungkook reaches is empty, the driver of it luckily managed to get himself out before any sort of rescue arrived. He seems fine, his car almost not even scratched. “Sir, are you alright?” Jungkook asks, doing his job in making sure the man is alright before continuing to another car. The man nods, waving a hand at Jungkook.

“Please go see some of the others, I’m fine!” He almost sobs, clearly traumatized by the car accident.

Jungkook nods at that, giving him one last look all over before heading on to the next car. He looks around in his haste to get to the next one, stopping abruptly in his tracks as he spots a familiar looking car. It can’t be, he thinks to himself as he turns to look at the car properly. His chest tightens at the thought, feeling himself hastily moving closer to the car as tears begin to form in his eyes. It doesn’t occur to him until a hand dangling from the window catches his attention as he gets closer, the diamond ring confirming his worst fear.

“No, no, no!” Jungkook shouts in a mix of terror, anger and his heart breaking into a million pieces, tears already falling from his eyes as he runs up to the car, his hands trembling. Pain shoots through him at the sight of you, body limp and unconscious, face battered in bruises and wounds and there’s blood on your beautiful, white shirt and he prays to God that isn’t yours but who is he even trying to fool? Of course, it’s yours. “No, please, no!”

From the other side of the highway, Namjoon spots Jungkook scrambling towards the car that he, too, finds awfully familiar. His eyes widen at the sight as realisation hits him. 

“Shit!” He hisses, making sure the victim he’s treating is okay before running towards Jungkook, heart beating a hundred miles per hour. All he can think about is getting his partner away from the car which is lying on its side. “Kook!”

Namjoon has to pull harder than he expected as he reaches Jungkook. He isn’t willing to let go of the car, hands reaching for your unconscious body that is still, thankfully, buckled up in the driver’s seat. You hear nothing of Jungkook’s cries as he’s pulled away by his partner and best friend. “____! Baby, please wake up, please!”

The sight in front of them is nothing but a real life nightmare, the scene only a fear of Jungkook’s until tonight. Namjoon has no idea how to calm his partner down as he pulls him away. His heart is breaking at the sound of Jungkook’s sobs, his chest heaving for air as he looks at the broken car, which was nicely parked in the parking lot of his and yours apartment building when he left for work this morning. He watches it being pulled apart to reach you, the EMTs of Ambo 78 tending to your wounds and body, trying their best to support you until they get you to the hospital.

They lift you into the ambulance, Jungkook’s body working automatically as he tries to jump into the back of the ambulance and ride with you to make sure that they’re taking care of you the right way. This isn’t just another victim, it’s you, Jeon Jungkook’s fiancé. Namjoon holds him back, using all his strength because a sad, terrified Jungkook is stronger than he ever could’ve imagined.

“Hyung, please, I need to go with her!” Jungkook cries, glancing quickly at the man holding him back, before looking back at the ambulance you’re now in. They close the doors, hurriedly getting in the front and speed off. “For fuck’s sake, Namjoon, let me go!”

Namjoon shakes his head, “I need you to calm down first, Kook. You’re not thinking clearly.”

Jungkook thinks that’s the biggest load of bullshit he’s ever heard. He whirls around, not in the mood for his best friend’s psychology shit. “I swear, I will punch you,” he sneers, eyes watery and cheeks stricken with tears. Namjoon stares back at him, lips in a tight line and eyes wide because he has never seen Jungkook so out of it before. “How am I supposed to calm down when my fucking fiancé is a victim of one of the biggest car crashes we’ve ever witnessed, huh? She’s hurt and unconscious in the back of one of OUR ambulances right now, Joon. Don’t fucking tell me to calm down.”

Despite his harsh words, Namjoon feels sorry for Jungkook. He nods, putting his hands up in surrender. Jungkook breathes out, chest heavy with a feeling he can’t quite describe. He just knows that he doesn’t want to waste another second here, the only place he wants to be is by your side until you wake up and tell him you’re okay.

“At least let me drive you to the hospital?” Namjoon offers, voice hesitant and cautious as he gestures to their ambulance. 

Jungkook sniffs, nodding, “please.”

The ride to the hospital is quiet, tense too. Jungkook is staring straight ahead and not moving, just letting the tears in his eyes fall until he has none left. He’s pretty sure the drive to the hospital usually isn't this long. He feels like he’s been on this ride with Namjoon for hours when really, it has only been at least 15 minutes. 15 minutes too long, he thinks to himself. He could’ve been with you right now, holding your hand while you get sutured up and stitched back to perfection – at least what Jungkook thinks is perfection. However, you’d never agree on that.

Namjoon doesn’t get to say anything before Jungkook’s out of the passenger seat of the ambulance, his body moving almost before Namjoon had parked it. He doesn’t notice anything around him, heading straight for the front desk to ask about your status. The nurse there looks at him with a face that says she’s sorry without even saying the words. Jungkook doesn’t need those words, there’s nothing to be sorry for. People only say they’re sorry when something really bad happens, and as far as Jungkook knows, you’re still alive. You have to be. He hasn’t married you yet.

“My fiancé was brought here not long ago, her name is ____,” Jungkook hurriedly asks, the nurse working quickly to type into her computer. Jungkook taps his foot against the floor in impatience.

“She’s in surgery at the moment,” the nurse says softly, watching as Jungkook’s breath hitches in his throat at the news. Namjoon comes up beside him, laying a hand on his shoulder. “The doctors will find you once they’re done.”

Namjoon nods in appreciation to the nurse, Jungkook stares at nothing in particular, scared he’ll break down in the middle of the entrance of the hospital he so often visits because of his job. “We’ll wait over there,” he tells the nurse, tugging Jungkook along. “Let’s go, Kook.”

Jungkook follows along, sitting down in a seat with Namjoon beside him. He feels like he should be calling his family and yours, yet he can’t think straight and his head is empty for words right now. The only thing on his mind is you and the fact that you’re at risk of dying. He has no idea how serious your injuries are but they’re serious enough to land you on the surgery table. His breathing is short, eyes staring at the floor and ears focusing on the sound of the opening and closing of the doors to the surgery halls. He feels alone even though Namjoon is sitting right beside him, he feels helpless, he feels like he’s been left in the dark. He knows nothing about what’s happening to you and it’s driving him absolutely crazy. The thought of losing you brings a new round of tears to his eyes, lips trembling as he fights to keep his sobs inside and not break down in the middle of other people. It’s like Namjoon senses as he gets up, pulling his phone from his pocket. He moves a bit away from Jungkook, speed dialling the only person he knows will be able to comfort his best friend in the slightest. 

Jungkook’s wandering the waiting area, hands tightly intertwined in front of his lips and eyes closed as he walks back and forth in front of Namjoon. It has been at least three hours and his nerves aren’t exactly becoming less the longer it takes for the surgeons to give him some kind of news – any kind would be appreciated by now. He stills as a hand comes to rest against his back, gentle touch that can only belong to one person on this planet. He turns around to face her, her eyes softening at the sight of his red eyes and wet eyelashes.

“Mom,” he croaks out, a sob raking through his body as he crumbles into her embrace.

“Oh, sweetheart,” she coos, wrapping her arms around his tall frame, hugging her sweet, heartbroken son to her chest in the hopes of comforting him just the tiniest bit. They stay like that for a few minutes until Jungkook’s mother breaks the embrace, holding him at arm's length. “I’m sure she will be fine, Jungkook. She’s a strong woman.”

He sniffles, feeling slightly better at his mother’s words. He offers a small, the tiniest, smile. She smiles softly and comfortingly at him, reaching up to wipe his tears away. “You have to be strong too, sweetheart. She needs you to be strong for her.”

Jungkook nods and whispers lowly: “I know, mom.”

“Mr. Jeon?” A voice calls. Jungkook, his mother, and Namjoon whips around to face the doctor who called Jungkook’s name. “Miss ____ is out of surgery. We were able to fix her injuries and she is up for recovery now.”

Jungkook lets out a sigh of relief, feeling a heavy weight disappearing from his shoulders. The doctor offers him a warm smile. “She will be in the ICU for at least a couple of days until we see some progress. You can go see her, she is in room 248.”

“Thank you so much,” Jungkook says with the utmost gratitude and a smile as he shakes the doctor’s hand before grabbing his things and heading in the direction of the ICU. 

He finds the room without any problems, pausing just outside of the door. His mother and Namjoon both stand behind him, watching him in silence. They’re not pushing him, letting him do this on his own, letting him prepare for whatever he’s about to meet behind this door. He inhales and holds his breath before pushing the door open and heading inside. The sound of the monitor beeping is the first thing that meets him, what meets him next causes him to gasp softly in horror. This must be what it feels like to live out your nightmare and biggest fears, he thinks to himself as he moves closer to your body that’s lying unconsciously on the bed. It seems his tears are never-ending today as he pulls a seat to the side of the bed, sitting down with his eyes trained on you.

He looks you over, wincing lightly at the sight of tubes and IVs attached to you. There are scratches and wounds on your body, your skin beaten up from the harsh car crash you so unluckily ended up in earlier. He’s hesitant as he reaches for your hand, being more than careful as he intertwines his hand with yours. You don’t squeeze his hand like you always do and it makes him realize that you are in fact unconscious and probably not aware of the entire situation right now.

Jungkook scans your face, lips trembling and fingers shaking as he reaches up to move your hair out of your face. There’s scratches on your pretty face too, a big patch on the right side of your forehead where they stitched you up. He’s hurting, not quite as much as you, as he looks at you. You’re still gorgeous, even like this. 

“I love you so much, ____,” Jungkook whispers, bringing your hand up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your ring-clad hand. “Please be okay.”

Days have passed since the accident, and you still haven’t opened your eyes. Jungkook is becoming impatient, sitting here and waiting is killing him slowly. His mother had left in the morning after being with him throughout the first night. Jungkook had called your family while his mother held his hand. He will never forget the way a sob raked through your mother’s body as he told her what had happened. They were here now; your mother, your father and your brother, Yoongi. Your parents sit on either side of you, Jungkook’s resting against the wall at the end of the bed, Yoongi sitting in the chair beside him. The silence is almost unbearable but no one dares speaking, afraid of nothing in particular – perhaps the chances of you crashing right in front of all of them.

Jungkook’s done crying. He doesn’t think he has any tears left in him, only this heavy feeling of regret even though he has nothing to regret. No matter what, he couldn’t have stopped this from happening. Why you were out driving that late is still a mystery to him, but he’s not sure he wants to know. He has a feeling it will tear him apart knowing the reason.

Your dad jerks up from his resting posture causing everyone to widen their eyes at him. “S-she squeezed my hand,” he almost whispers. Jungkook’s breathing quickens, eyes staring at your closed ones. He waits, anticipating the worst. Your eyes flutter, a small crease forming in your forehead as you try to adjust to the lights in the room. He sighs in relief for what feels like the hundredth time, feeling the tears coming back. Okay, he isn’t quite done yet.

“Jungkook?!” You croak out, trying to sit up. Jungkook feels his heart breaking at the tone in your voice. You sound confused, slightly shaken up and sad. He’s quick to be at your side, taking over from your father. His hand grabs yours, fingers intertwining automatically. “Kook,” you whimper, clearly not fully awake from your deep days long slumber.

“I’m here, baby” he softly calls, searching your eyes with his own, “I’m right here.”

You look at him, eyes locking and you feel yourself calm down already. Jungkook notices the unshed tears in your hazy eyes. “Where am I?” You ask, voice small.

“The hospital,” he explains, keeping his voice low and soft for you as you just woke up from a long, long nap. “You were in an accident, ____. Do you remember what happened?”

You shake your head, wincing at the movement. Your entire body is sore, hurting everywhere and you want to cry. You just want to cry and hug Jungkook tightly because that’s the only place you feel safe and happy, in his arms. 

“How long?” You speak a bit louder now, still not registering your entire family standing around the two of you. You’re in your own little world, your focus only aimed at the curly-haired man in front of you. Your mom is watching you closely, letting a small tear slip down her cheek as she takes in the moment of you and Jungkook. Your father is right beside her, rubbing her arms in comfort. Yoongi is watching too, smiling to himself because he doesn’t think his younger sister could’ve found anyone more fit for her than Jeon Jungkook.

“Only a few days,” Jungkook answers, bringing your intertwined hands to his chest. His heart is beating hard and fast causing you to gasp. He smiles at you as you look up at him, eyes wide.

You move to press your other hand to his chest, resting it above his heart. “Are you okay?”

Jungkook can’t help but chuckle. Even when you’re the one hurting, you ask him if he’s okay just because his heart is beating a bit faster than it usually does. He nods, smiling softly at you, eyes twinkling with fresh tears once again. 

“I’m fine,” he whispers, leaning closer to press his lips to your forehead in a lingering kiss. “Just really relieved.”

You smile at his words, only imagining how worried he must’ve been the past few days if you’ve been in this bed and unconscious. “I love you, Kook.”

Jungkook chokes out a laugh, “I love you too baby, more than anything.”