#please don't be afraid to talk to me guys i don't bite i'm just passionate about Pledis artists

[alyszaen]

~ "Doodle" - changbin x chichi ~

embedding in time: march 2023, right after "Break The Rules" word count: 1.5k summary: changbin and chichi finally talk things through warnings: hurt/comfort, fluff disclaimer: Chichi is an O/C invented by @chiskz who gave me explicit permission to create and post this. a/n: This is the final part of a 3-Part-Series, so I recommend reading part 1 and 2 first

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"I'm sorry, but I can't do this right now.", her voice was quiet.

She was about to leave again, but this time he was fast enough to grab her wrist. He didn't apply any pressure, but the young woman had no fight left and let him hold her in place.

Seungmin appeared in the doorway. "Sorry guys, but you need this.", he closed the door to the practice room. The two best friends knew they were locked in when they heard a key turning in the lock. How the hell did Seungmin even get a key for the room?

"Changbin, please let me go.", Chichi turned towards the young rapper who still holding her wrist in his hand. But instead of following through with her request, he shook his head, "Please, Ichi, I just need to talk this through with you. Just hear me out. I'm begging you!" He gave her arm a small squeeze and let her go right after in hopes of having convincer her to listen to him, letting his hands slide into his pockets, "Besides, I don't think they'll let us out anytime soon, unless we talk."

The older girl sighed, before sitting on the floor in front of him. She didn't want to move over to the couch in the corner of the practice room - too afraid that it would be comfortable and she'd lean onto him like she always used to do. It was something she couldn't do anymore.

It didn't take Changbin long to sit down aswell, facing her. He thought she would not notice the way his hands were shaking. It was confusing to the fake maknae - Why was he nervous, when she was the one with a broken heart? She took a deep breath and lifted her head, finally looking into the boys eyes. "You want to talk, Changbin? So talk."

His heart ached for her calling him by his name. She always called him Binnie. Everytime without fail. But she was in too much pain to do that. And he couldn't help but hear the venom in her voice. He knew she didn't mean it - it was a mere attempt to push him away in order to reduce the pain for herself. But that didn't make it hurt any less for him. With a slightly quivering lower lip he finally started speaking.

"I want to apologize to you, bunny. I have been wanting to do that for a while now, but whenever I tried to talk to you, you did everything in your power to avoid me. You didn't even give me a chance to explain myself!", he stopped himself before the passion in his voice would become too strong and he'd get loud. He knew he shouldn't blame her. She was only trying to protect herself.

Chichi wanted to leave. She wanted to run away from this again. But she knew she couldn't. They were locked in a room by their friends and she was sure that they would not allow them to leave until they finally solved the issue that had been clouding both of their minds throughout the last days. So she bit her lower lip, sucked in her cheeks harshly and kept every mean word in her mind from spilling out. If she yelled at him again she not only would start another fight, but also wasn't sure if she would forgive herself for hurting him again. Her heart may have been broken because she lost her love, but he lost her best friend.

Changbin looked at her expectantly - wanting to get a reaction out of her. Any reaction, really. But when he saw the the pinkish color slowly drawing from how much force she was using to bite down on her lip, he knew what he needed to do.

Shuffling over to her was kind of awkward from his cross-legged position, but he still made his way over to her and got closer. He lifted his arms, streching them away from his body as a way to offer her a hug. It was a way to make sure she was okay with this - with his embrace. He would never need to ask her permission for a hug, but he wasn't so sure right now. And it didn't take long for the tears to spill out of the corners of her eyes. Her heart was racing, unable to control her emotions anymore. Chichi basically jumped into Changbins arms and after barely a second he went and closed his arms around her, successfully pressing her body into his chest. The hug was tight, but he knew she needed it.

Ichi let her tears fall, her body still shaking. She couldn't voice her fears to him. She was so sure she lost him. Yet all she really wanted was his embrace.

The younger man removed one arm from her back and put it to the back of her head. He brushed through the strands of her hair carefully, like he had done so many times before.

It was difficult for him to find the right words - he opened his mouth to speak so many times, only to close it again. But when he heard her sobs he decided to just let his words spill out. He was going to let his heart speak.

"Park Ichi, can you not tell how much you mean to me? When I wake up the first thing I think about is how much I hope we can go to the gym together again. When I fall asleep you are the last thing on my mind. I constantly think about your beautiful bright smile, especially when I am the one that makes you show it. I never stop thinking about how I can be closer to you than the day before. When you were with Seungmin, even if it was only for show, I could feel my heart break. I could feel it shatter. When I see you in a shirt you stole from me I could start crying from how adorable you look in it. And when you give it back I hope that it smells like you."

The girl couldn't see his tears, but she felt the wetness of them on her shoulder - seeping through the material of her shirt. He was shivering but continued, "I would give up everything in life to be with you. To get another minute with you. I wrote a whole damn song for you! Even STAY figured out that Doodle was about you, but you were so goddamn oblivious. And that day, when you told me how you felt about me-", he stopped in the middle of his sentence when he felt Ichi loosen their mutual embrace. She pulled back to look into his eyes. Her arms had found his back a while ago.

The hand that Changbin had rested on her head moved to Chichis cheek, softly holding his palm there. He was sunbconsciously drawing small patterns on her chin and she leaned into his touch - her eyes closing for a moment to feel his touch more vividly.

When the rapper continued talking she looked at him again. "The reason why I didn't react was because it didn't feel real. I felt like a teenager who's crush just confessed to him. Which is kind of exactly what happened, I guess.", he sighed, annoyed that he still couldn't find the right words to tell her how he felt.

Both of them stopped crying slowly, only staring into eachothers eyes. They were stuck in this moment. And all they found was pure adoration and love. For the first time in days both of them felt that comfortable piece that always surrounded them when they were together. Not a single sign of hesitancy was in either of their faces when they both leaned in simultaniously.

It felt like a firework exploded the second their lips touched. Ichi noticed that his lips were softer than she imagined, when she thought about kissing him during some intimate moments they shared. And now - for the first time - those thoughts became reality. He let out a tiny, almost inaudible, sigh into the kiss when Chichis arms moved from his back to his neck. He pulled her face even closer into his, if that was even possible.

Neither one of them wanted to release the other. Not one of them wanted this moment to end. But the need for oxygen in their lungs unfortunately won over and they pulled apart breathlessly.

When their eyes met for the nth time this day, both of them started smiling. Changbin tried to keep his smile subtle, but he couldn't stop from grinning widely. Ichi blushed visibly, but so did he.

The young man moved the thumb from her chin to her lip, touching it carefully, as if he couldn't believe what just happened and needed to relive the moment.

"Seo Changbin, I love you. So, so, so much. So much, that it hurts."

"Aishiteru, usagi."

Ichi broke out in loud laughter, "Let's work on your japanese pronounciation, boyfriend!" "Boyfriend? I like the sound of that, bunny!"

A loud knock on the door stopped the boy from puting, "Ayo, are you done being all gross now? We're all going out to eat. Wanna join us?" "Only if you pay, Seungmin!", Chichi jumped up, slid her hand into Changbins and pulled him up and towards the door. The singer let out a disapproving huff. "Maybe I'll just leave you locked in, then." "YAH, LET US OUT SEUNGMIN-AH!"

"Aishiteru, usagi." - "I love you, bunny.

Taglist: @longingpurity @hyujinnie1 @sensitiveandhungry @yrhome @hee0soo @minnnie-binnie @zoe8stay @l3visbby @bbyquokka @imafivestarkpopstan @mxnsxngie @serenitysoda200 @lino-jagiyaa @notastraykid @alixnsuperstxr @chanlovesme Feel free to let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist!

[applesfallingfromblondehair]

Not from Malaysia but I had a pretty long conversation with a friend of mine who’s from there about the whole thing when it happened

Her stance was that she gets it when people are mad because something like that, actually breaching the law has negative consequences (eg other events of international artists being canceled or not invited anymore)

HOWEVER, she doesn’t see another way to start a protest. She thought it was very brave and selfless and a bit stupid of them to take such a risk. She was also pissed off at a lot of people on Twitter who clearly weren’t from Malaysia but kept talking about white saviour complex on their behalf. Bc artists or people who live in Malaysia and don’t get to just leave the country couldn’t do something like that without major consequences and prison sentences

First of all thank you for sending this in!

I also get why people are mad, I really do. This was a shocking thing to happen on an international stage, and even if it did come from a good place and was done out of love and protest against a fucked up system, I can definitely recognise that it was ill-advised and probably shouldn't have happened (in the grand scheme of things). If this truly had true repercussions on LGBTQ+ people in the country, I can see why people would be mad and that is also why I am asking the question, because I feel like I just maybe don't know enough about it and I want to educate myself.

That being said:

The festival was completely in the hands of the organisers, they decided to cancel it and I reckon they should be the one bearing the financial burden of said cancellation. The way they said they were "forced" to cancel the festival because of what happened at that show is just blatant scapegoating, that I am afraid a lot of people (and yes, that unfortunately does include queer Malaysians) are falling for;

This subsequent lawsuit is ludicrous, because as per above the band did not force them to do anything, the festival organisers were obviously just afraid more international artists might speak up as a result of Matty bringing this issue up;

I personally cannot stand the "white saviour complex" criticism: this wasn't a selfish act, or even an isolated incident. This has been happening over and over, whenever they get to a country where the laws are restricting people's freedom of expression and sometimes their freedom in general, and it was not intended as a "oh look at us, we're edgy and transgressive" thing, but more as a "wtf you guys, let's all be free together, watch this" thing. I'm incredibly sad to see how it backfired and is now seemingly coming back to bite literally everyone in the ass;

I do get that Malaysian artists don't have the same freedom of speech and do not get to leave the country and get banned and just avoid coming back, but that's precisely why this needs to be an international conversation, don't you think? What I keep noticing is that the LGBTQ+ population in Malaysia doesn't seem to be interested in fighting back, and I am sure there is a good reason for it, but it does look a bit shocking in the eyes of people coming from places where queerness is legal, celebrated, and liberated. Again, maybe I'm the ignorant one here, please educate me!

As far as I understand, there are a lot of artists who point-blank refuse to tour Malaysia precisely for this reason, and while I do admit the band could and should have done their research before signing this contract, I also think the blame should be shared with the festival organisers. Once more, this wasn't an isolated incident. Sure, it was definitely a big one, but it's not like there wasn't any precedent. This lawsuit is just completely ludicrous, and most of the world can see it. I'm just a bit sad that some people from Malaysia don't seem to get this specific point. (But yet again, maybe there is something I'm missing.)

TL;DR, I am very passionate about this topic and would love to keep having this conversation because I think it's important. Please feel free to send more insight in :)

[healpeony]

Heather

Armin Arlert x reader ft Annie L.

Gif not mine. I felt bad for Annie :'), I listened to Heather by Conan Gray in repeat while writing this.

Request; Hello~ May I request A modern Au with Armin x fem reader x Annie with prompt 30 & 68 where it’s like Armin and Annie are dating and lately Armin has been getting distant lately and spending a lot of time with the new transfer student (their in college) reader and she doesn’t know he’s dating anyone at the moment so she asks him out and he says yes and they start to gain heavy feelings for each other and next thing you know Annie finds out and she’s hurt because she also found out reader is pregnant with Armins baby and he want to start a family together with reader even after the confrontation Annie is left hurt and heartbroken and reader and armin end up having a happy little family :3.

Warnings; angst, fluff, references to sex (not really described).

Taglist; @whogonprayformee

Prompts #30 “I want you to be happy, even if it is with her” and #68 “I'm pregnant”

Y/n was beautiful, hell Annie wasn't going to lie. The girl was completely perfect in her eyes, and she was sure others thought the same too, specially Armin.

Annie isn't blind, she had notice the longing looks Armin cast the h/c way, and the lingering touches when they worked together in class work and projects.

Of course she never mentioned, she didn't want to lose Armin, but it was too late it seem like each passing day he was falling more and more for that girl.

“Annie, hey!” Armin came up running towards her a big smile on his face

“Hey Armin..”

They didn't even act like a couple anymore, it wasn't like she was into pda so much, but she had put an effort into it when Armin and her started dating. Now it seem like Armin didn't even want to hold her hand in public or do anything with her when Y/n was around.

“I was wondering if you wanted to go to the coffee shop?” he asked smiling at her

“Sure, after class?” she answered

The blonde nodded before kissing her cheek “See you”

Annie, I'm sorry I can't make it to our date, I have to study.

Armin walked up to her after classes were done telling her that, just to find him in the coffee shop with Y/n when she went to buy some cookies for her father.

“Your grandfather sounds like a really thoughtful and generous person”

Y/n smile at Armin after he finished telling her about his grandfather who he lived with. She asked Armin to go out on a date with her when they saw each other in their last class.

“Yeah he is.” Armin responded smiling fondly at her

Y/n noticed a beautiful blonde haired women staring at them from the door, and she smiled softly at the women who had a frown on her face while looking at her in the eye.

“...which one you want?” y/n didn't even realized Armin was speaking to her, she quickly turn her head to him

She realized he was holding a little menu, with the waitress standing there ready to write down on the small (what seem to be a) notebook on her hand and assumed that he meant what she wants to order.

“I want the chocolate chip cookies, with coffee” y/n ordered while looking at the women indicating that the was all she wanted

“How many sugars?” the kind waitress asked looking at her

“Two sugars please, and thank you”

When the waitress left, Y/n looked at the door once again, but the women wasn't there.

“So tell me more about yourself” Armin looked at her with a soft smile

“well...”

Y/n proceeded to tell him, how she lived by herself in a small apartment and some stories from her childhood that she found funny, and apparently Armin did too since he laughed a couple of times.

They had been speaking for a while when the waitress came with a tray, what they ordered being there. They started eating while speaking after each bite or drink they took from what they ordered.

“It was nice to spend time with you”

Y/n smiled at Armin when they finally reached where she lived.

“Yeah, we should do it again sometime” Armin suggested, and the girl nodded

“See you!” she got off the car walking towards the inside of her apartment

And the dates did continue, they have gone to a lot of places together. Y/n felt like she was falling more and more for the blonde with each passing date.

“You know, we have been going out for some time”

Armin mentioned while they were getting out of the cinema after watching a horror movie. Y/n nodded at his words encouraging him to continue.

“And I was wondering if you'll like to you know.. be my girlfriend?” the boy asked scratching the back of neck

Y/n couldn't hold her excitement nodding at him with a big smile on her face “Of course!”

Y/n and Armin had been dating for months before they finally took their relationship to the next level.

Lustful kisses were shared between the two, naked bodies pressed together with passion and love, the bed and themselves being the witness of their love for each other.

“I'm pregnant”

Y/n looked shocked to the pregnancy test on her hand. And turn to Armin who was just as shocked as her.

“Armin I swear, I was on the pill” she said with watering eyes afraid that the blonde wouldn't believe her

“Hey.. it's ok, sometimes they don't work”

After calming Y/n, Armin stood  outside in the balcony of her small apartment nervously, it wasn't like he didn't wanted the kid, he was just in a state of shock.

He hasn't broken things off with Annie. It made him feel so guilty, but he didn't want to break Annie's heart, he knew how much she struggled to express her feelings to others and how she trusted him, and he was afraid of her distancing herself more from others when he finally have the courage to tell her.

He took out his phone sending a message to the girl he once loved.

We have to talk

“I already knew, well except that part where she was pregnant”

Armin looked up shockingly staring at Annie, who had her head lowered down.

“I noticed the way you looked at her Armin, that's how you used to look at me, hell I think that your love for her it's way bigger than the one you had for me. You obviously are better off with her than me, she makes you smile, something I can't even do” Annie gave a emotionless laugh when she stopped talking before continuing “I want you to be happy even if is with her” Annie smile finally looking up at him

Armin felt the guilt consume him “I'm sorry Annie”

“It's okay, now don't get emotional with me” she said dismissively “You better make me maid of honor if you guys get marry”

Armin smiled at her “I will”

“Annie! Come on help me put my dress on, put him in the crib”

Y/n threw a shoe at Annie who was carrying her and Armin's son in her arms.

“This is the first baby I find adorable” Annie said ignoring Y/n once again “Sasha you help her, I don't want to put him down”

“Ok, just wait I need to clean my hands”

Sasha went to clean the ketchup in her hands from the burger she just eated.

Annie continued playing with the baby making funny faces, and he was giggling in her arms.

“Your first words better be my name, young man” Annie told him

Y/n watched them with a bright smile, Annie seem to love her son, just like she was sure her son loved her back so much. She knew about Annie's and Armin's past relationship since they told her, and since then she and Annie became good friends.

Today was her wedding day, and Annie was the maid of honor.

Annie didn't regret letting Armin be happy with Y/n, now she was the godmother of a beautiful 5 months old baby, a little boy who she would do anything for, just for him to be happy.

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Hello! Thanks for reading!, You can support by liking or hitting reblog! Also just a little side note, on your first date don't tell a person if you live alone just in case they're creeps! I just realized something, Sasha eating burger reminded me of something written by @ctrlvr (sorry for tagging you, I can remove it if you want).

[dimpledlavendeer]

For Hee 🖤 this might be a bit suggestive ;)

Heeseung when he knows you have a crush on him

He founds out by accident

Hears your friends talking about your feelings for him

He's like :000000

You guys were so close and well you were PRETTY but he never thought you would actually like HIM

Is pretty fluttered about this situation;)

He will do anything to make you shy now that he knows his effect on you

Be ready to be teased ;)

Sworn to himself that he's gonna make you confess

Invites you over for a movie night at his place just the two of you

Puts on a scary movie of course to make you clinge onto him

Teases you when you get scared even tho he's not so brave when it comes to watching scary things either lmao

"You're like a baby y/n, you know that right?"

"Omg like you're not afraid Heeseung"

Laughs his ass off at how you're face looks because you're so done with him

Imitates your actions when you get scared

You can't take it anymore and you punch his shoulder

You were so done so you get off couch to go sleep

Grips you from your wrist and pulls you

You lose your balance so you fall......on his lap ;)

Now your faces are an inch away from each other

You see him smirking with satisfaction

"Where do you think you're going? We're not done watching the movie"

"You can watch on your own dumbass I'm gonna sleep"

*chuckles* "dumbass?" "me?"

You try to get away from his lap but his grip tightens

Hold your chin and pulls you closer

"A dumbass you're in love with I guess?" He whispers to your lips

Your chest was BURNING after you heard what he said

"Wha.." your voice cracked but you ignored it and moved on "what makes you think that I'm in love with you?"

"Hmmm let me think" he was playing with you and this annoyed you even more

But at the same time the urge to kiss him was growing bigger inside of you and he also noticed it

But you were gonna fight against it,, well at least you were gonna try

He continues "Maybe the way you keep looking at my lips?"

"Go ahead, kiss me I know you want to y/n"

Well you were almost gonna give in for a second but you somehow managed to push him to the couch and get off of him

You were literally running to bedroom to be away from him because you weren't sure how long you could resist him keep teasing you like that

But he managed to catch you and now you were against the wall

And he was even closer

"Look me in the eye and tell me you don't like me y/n, if you do that I'll let this go"

"I don't have to prove anything to you"

"I have all the time in the world y/n, I can wait until you start talking" he said with meaningful smirk on his face

Now you were so so so IRRITATED

He was so confident and he was playing with you

" why wouldn't I play with him too then" you thought to yourself

You knew you were gonna regret it but you had enough so you gripped on his hair

He was shocked at your action but his confident smirk was still there

You did the same, responded him with a smirk before you pull him closer and smash your lips onto his

His eyes widened before he kissed you back

He was shocked but pleased thinking you finally were giving in

You were kissing him, sucking and biting his lips...being aware of how your actions effecting him

And when a silent groan fall from his lips to yours you pulled off from the kiss

You were eye to eye and his eyes were darker than ever filled with passion

You put your hands on his jawline, tracing down to his neck without breaking the eye contact

He was expecting you to make a move

So you get closer to his ear only to whisper

"I don't like you Heeseung"

You looked back to his face with a smirk on your face and his facial expression was definitely worth all of the teasing you had to bare all night long

He was so shocked but also mad at the same time,,,without saying a word he stepped back and turn to go inside

This time you pulled holding his wrist

His jaw was clenching because he was so mad with you, you could see the frustration in his eyes

"What the hell do you want y/n? Aren't you done playing with me?"

"No.." you said he was about to explode because of you and you were more satisfied than ever right now

You continued "I didn't finish my talk did I Heeseung?"

His jawline was clenching even harder, he was barely holding himself

You get closer to his face, to his lips and licked his bottom lip slowly

"I don't like you Heeseung, I love you"

He was standing there, frozen but it didn't take him long to smash his lips onto yours while his hands tightly gripping around your waist

This was the hottest make out you have ever done in your life and you were glad it was with him

He pulled off from the kiss this time his eyes were smiling at you

" I swear i hate you so much for this, y/n "

"Well my love is enough for both of us then Heeseung ;)"

"You're mine do you hear me? You're mine only y/n"

"Hmmm... let me think"

"Y/n!!"

"Okay okay I'm joking big boy chill, I love you"

" I love you too baby"

[himitsu-luna]

Nct 127 - Creature series

File #6 - Jaehyun, the vampire

Genre: angst, supernatural, romance

Warnings: death of characters, mentions of killing methods, mentions of blood, pain, description of vampire bites and perfuration

Pairing: Jaehyun x reader

Featuring: Jeno

Word count: 2.7 k

Nct 127 creature series masterlist

The story

Jaehyun was born in 1797, as a normal human.

At that time, mankind and the vampire breed had a tense relationship. But, very strangely, everything seemed under control

When he was 24, because of a series of unfortunate events, involving conspirations and betrayals, a war broke out between the two races

Jaehyun, as a young soldier and leader of a troop, were sent to the battlefield.

Sad and bitter events happened, and he was turned into a vampire.

Since then, he lives for centuries and centuries, going from place to place, playing hundreds of roles, experiencing hundreds of lives, looking for one thing that keeps him going through his imortal existence

The powers

You either are born as a vampire or you become one.

You only become a vampire if you get bitten by one

However, when you get bitten by a vampire, it doesn't necessarily mean you will become one.

The cruel part of turning into a vampire is that it's not for free. In reality, it's an exchange of a life for another life.

The vampire transformation takes 2 hours to be completed, and it will only fully consolidate if the bitten person drinks a considerably large amount of human or vampire blood before the two hours end. Otherwise, when the time comes to an end, the person dies.

The person or vampire bitten by the incomplete transformed vampire inevitably succumbs.

In other words, the vampire transformation is always tragic, because someone always perishes in the end.

Vampires drink blood to survive, but it doesn't need to be human blood. They can survive with other animal's blood, but human blood is a completely different treat.

Jaehyun has an abnormal strenght, and over developed senses

He has basic telepathic and telekinetic abilities, which gives him great manipulation skills

He has the ability of quickly healing physical wounds

A few things are able to end his life though: fire, drowning, decapitation

– Report: Incident number 1

°°°

[year: 1821]

– "Jaehyun, do you really have to go?", you ask your husband for the 100th time at the doorstep of your house, firmly holding his hands, barely able to see him with your eyes blurred by tears.

– "Y/N, I do. I'm their leader. I need to fight. I need to protect everyone. And most importantly, I need to protect you. Don't worry, my love, I'll be back. I promise..." , Jaehyun responds you with a suplicant tone, his voice sounding deeper than usual, as he tries to hide the shakiness on it.

After a last passionate kiss, a last squeeze of hands, and a last long glance holding the desire of the two of you to freeze time, Jaehyun goes through the door without looking back. He has to admit he is afraid he may not live up to his promise. Vampires are scary beings. Powerful, almost untouchable. It's incredible how humans stand in this war against these creatures so far. Fortunately, some powerful vampires still side mankind, hoping the unlikely coexistence.

Taking a deep breath, Jaehyun jumps into the colourless truck that is going to take him and dozens of other soulless men to the battlefield.

...

[6 months later]

– "CHEERS TO JAEHYUN!!!!!!!"

– "CHEERS!!!!!!!"

– "Guys, guys!! Calm down!!! Hahahaha"

Jaehyun is being carried by dozens of euforic men, acclaimimg their leader for his bravery and determination to get every single one of his mates back to their families. The war is over. The last vampires retreated and, finally, peaceful days can be seen in the horizon. Tears are being shared, parties are being planned, but in the middle of all the deafening happiness, Jaehyun's only desire is to sink into your warm hugs again.

...

Turning around the last corner to reach his home, his heart racing madly, Jaehyun meets your comforting figure, that waited for him every single day at the door since he left, and that now is running to him with arms open. The vision of you completely blinds Jaehyun. He missed you so much. He can't wait to feel you again. But it blinds him so badly that he can't see the bloodthirst creature hidden in a dark alley, ready to jump on him. Still with his eyes glued on you, he watches your smiley face abruptly squirming into pure horror. He was given not even half of a second to process that scene, as he suddenly feels a piercing pain in his jugular, followed by his entire body landing on the ground, then a light breeze brushing his now even paler skin, as the treacherous vampire vanishes from the scene, releasing, with his gutural voice, an almost incomprehensible yet still powerful word: "Revenge".

Jaehyun’s senses are all messed up and his body convulses violently. But even imersed in chaos, his brain tries hard to not lose itself completely, as it percieves you getting closer and closer.

– "DON'T COME!!!" - he desperately yells, in his last effort to maintain his sanity.

But it's too late.

His concious falls apart completely. Everything gets red. Everything is too much, everything is overwhelming. He can clearly hear a rythmic heartbeat, that is not his own, resonating inside of his skull. He can clearly see the tempting purple path under a layer of skin, shining in high saturation in a waving hypnotizing motion. He can clearly feel his teeth landing on a soft surface and sinking deep into it. He can clearly taste the metalic flavor of blood spreading through his tongue. And after all of that, he can clearly smell your floral perfume, he can clearly feel hot heavy tears running down his cheeks, as he realizes what he has done.

Slowly getting his mind back as the sharp fangs retracts to the normal sized canines he is used to, Jaehyun is left in agony, all his face muscles contracted into profound sadness, looking at your fragile figure in his arms.

–"No no no no NOOO!!!! PLEASE NO!! Y/N, TALK TO ME!! Talk to me...please.....", he implores you, swinging his body back and forth, trying to keep you awake.

–"Jae.... It's ok.... It's o..k.... You... Are back... I'm so happy..." - you murmur, lifting your hand to wipe the cheeks of your beloved one.

You know how this works. You know that Jaehyun has become a vampire, and you know he won't die. You know he is safe. With that thought in mind, you smile relieved. You let your eyelids fall along with your hand, and, spending all of your remaining energy, you force your lips to move one last time : – "I love you...".

....

Standing in front of your grave, depositing your favorite flowers on the shining black marble, Jaehyun mentalizes his sorrowfull wishes over and over again, hoping they reach you:

– "I promise, Y/N, I promise you... I'll find you in whenever life you live, I promise I'll go back to you. I promise."

...

[Year: 2021]

–"OmG, I'll be late!! No no noo!!!! Stupid alarm!!" - you yell at the air, tripping on your cozy blankets, from your bed to your way to the ground.

A job like that would never fall on your lap again, for sure. You were a just graduated college student, visibly lost in the adult world, looking for a job so you can survive. You still can't believe that such a big company sent you this unexpected invite, willing to hire you. "I'm not mad, though.", you cheerfully think, while quickly spraying some perfum on the birthmark you have on your neck.

Shoving a piece of dry toast into your mouth while putting on your shoes, you rush to your first day at your new job.

....

You made it in time. Waiting for having a word with your new boss, you briefly look at yourself on the hand mirror you always take with you, fixing your messy hair and straightening your black blazer. Distracted in your own little world, you jump in surprise when an elegant man silently steps in the room, stands by your side without you noticing, and announces, with a resonant voice right into your ear:

– "Boss is ready to see you"

Having a look at the name tag hanging over the man's chest, you thank him:

–"Ohh, thank you.. hmm.. mr. Jeno! And I'm pleased to meet you!"

Jeno gives you a discreet smile, guiding you to a enormous poor iluminated room, in which a gorgeous and imponent figure stands behind an impressive desk. Your pupils take a few seconds to adjust to the weak lighting, but as soon as you exchange stares with that mysterious man, a weird wave of excitement runs throughout your whole body, like your blood is bubbling inside of your veins. You've never felt like this before, and it intensifies when you finally hear a deep, smooth, and weirdly familiar voice coming out of his mouth:

– Report: Incident number two

–"Hello, Y/N. Nice to meet you. You can call me Jaehyun".

–––

It has been five years you're working at Jaehyun's company. And it has been three years you stand beside him not only as his employee, but also as his lover.

Jaehyun is a fascinating man. But there's something very odd about him. You don't know if it's the way he seems to be able to go deep into your mind. If its the way he has the knowledge of an ancient person. If it's the way everything he does feels nostalgic. If it's the way he looks at you and you can see, along with a sincere love, deep sadness and sorrowfullness emanating from his eyes. If it's the way you are sure you knew him already even before your first encounter. If it's the way you feel like you've been waiting for him your whole life. –" Oh well, maybe there's something very odd about me as well." , you think in a dreamy state while watching Jaehyun sleeping peacefully beside you.

...

You are at Jaehyun's house, distractedly walking around and running your fingers through the fancy furniture, waiting for him so you can have the homemade dinner he's been promising you for weeks now. He finally found an empty spot in his busy schedule, and it has been good thirty minutes since Jeno let you know he and your boyfriend were at the supermarket, picking some ingredients. "Jaehyun must be so lost right now", you chuckle to yourself, wondering what weird things he would buy. But with the chuckle, you feel a light discomfort in your chest. You have a weak heart condititon since birth, so you're used to this sensation. "Ahh, not today! Today I have to be 100% good!" , you scold yourself, hoping the annoying feeling ceases soon.

But it's not. The light discomfort turns into a light pain. The light pain turns into a fierce pain. The fierce pain turns into and unbearable pain. Imersed in your suffering, you automatically massage your heart area and sustain your body stood by grabbing the nearest thing you can reach. And, before you lose your senses entirely, you can feel this thing moving, holding you tightly and carefully, and calling your name with that deep voice you loved so much : – " Y/N!!!!!!!!"

....

Staring at your motionless body on his arms, the dejavu Jeahyun is having is breaking him apart. After dozens of peaceful lives with you, he was not expecting losing you like this once more. Gradually and certainly, he is following your heartbeat on its crescent silence. He doesn't want to feel this pain again. If it's selfish, if it's benevolent, it's tricky – and even unfair – to judge the only thought that goes through Jaehyun's mind right now. With a decided and firm tone, he instructs Jeno:

– "Jeno, look after her, please. That's my last order to you."

With an almost imperceptible widening of eyes, seeing how his master determination even made his quivering less severe, Jeno answers him, trying to transmit in his voice the confidence and reliability he knows Jaehyun needs to feel.

– "Yes master, I understand. I will."

This phrase brings a peaceful expression to Jaehyun's face. Focusing completely on you, Jaehyun's fangs sharpen and he plants them into the flesh of your neck. You imediatelly wake up, as a wave of electricity runs through your body and excites every cell of it. You don't know what is happening, everything is so confusing with your blurred red vision. But you know you're thirsty. Your throat feels dry, and it claims something that is not water. You sense someone's body pressing itself on yours and, instinctively, you deep your teeth into the warmness, finding yourself satiating your needs with some unknown viscous liquid.

And a movie starts to play before your eyes. A movie staring you and Jaehyun. A movie showing all of your lives together. A wedding at a beach you've never been before. Jaehyun holding an unfamiliar happy dog you didn't know you missed so badly. You and him wearing antique clothes you've never owned, discussing about what to cook for dinner while watching the sunset. His crying face painted with red blots, his body swinging back and forth holding you in his arms, trying to keep you awake.

Drowning in an ocean of memories, you frantically attempt to resurface back to your present reality. Slowly pulling your teeth out of Jaehyun's neck, you gently wrap your arms around his cold body and sink your forehead onto his shoulders.

– "Jae... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...."

– "It's.... ok, Y/N, it's ok.... I'm the one who is sorry"

– "No! It must have been so difficult for you... All these years, all this waiting... I'm so sorry... And... thank you so much."

– "I know... You... Would do the same... For me."

At this point, you are not trying to hold your tears anymore. At this point, Jaehyun's life is already hanging by a thin thread. Showing his dimples to you, his last words come faint, but still carry heavily the pure meaning of them:

– "I love you."

[Year: 2058]

– "Master, the apartment was rented successfully.", the serious and steady man says coming out of nowhere, getting by surprise your anxious and wondering mind.

– "OMG, Jeno! Are you a vampire or a ghost, please!! But ok, thank you a lot. Let's prepare everything then." , you respond, barely hiding your excitement.

Packing your things in an untidy chaotic way, you suddenly stop your actions. Hesitantly and avoiding eye contact, you ask Jeno something that has been bothering you for years now:

–" ....Hmm...Jeno.... Do you.... Do you think he will still like me?"

Even though he was caught off guard by your question, Jeno promptly replies:

– "I have no doubt about it, master. Thousand of years could pass, his love for you would remain the very same. I've witnessed it, trust me."

You bite your bottom lip, trying to conceal the wide smile forming on your red crying face.

....

*Knock Knock*

Lying on the couch of his living room, Jaehyun lazily raises only his head, wondering who could be knocking on his door. He definetely is not willing to stop watching his drama to answer the unknown visitor.

*Knock knock*

Finally accepting that staring at the door would not make something magically happen, he decides to get up and open it. However, he was not expecting that such a trivial thing would be so life changing.

– " Hi, I'm your new neighbor! My name is Y/N, nice to meet you!", you nervously say, extending your already sweat hand to the admired boy in front of you.

Jaehyun is astonished. He thought he had his whole life figured out. But, all of sudden, only now he can say that everything makes sense, that everything is where they should be. Only now he truly feels alive. Like a breath of fresh air, like he is living in a completely new world, he grabs your hand firmly, afraid you could vanish, and asks you in disbelief:

–" Do I know you from somewhere?"

–" Maybe...", you answer, with a mischievous yet tender expression painted on your face.

Jaehyun smiles at you softly, feeling the comfort and the sense of familiarity that only centuries of linked lives could bring him.

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TALKING BODY

Type: one-shot

Fic: Gojo Satoru x gn!reader

Warnings: substance abuse, sexual abuse, swearing, mentions of sex, heavy angst.

Note: hey, this fic is inspired from the song "Talking Body" - Tove Lo and this is my interpretation of it and how I felt about the song and @kuroosdreamwifey has a similar fic like this that i took the basic idea from (will be linked at the end of it). If you've been through a break up or just gotten out of a toxic relationship please know that I love and I appreciate you for dealing with it! If you know anyone who has gone through something like this then just be there for them!! please I won't take much of your time!!!

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It had been a while since you had walked home alone. You took out your phone to play music that would give you company since you had no one to accompany you home. You skimmed through the songs until a title caught your eye, “Talking Body” by Tove Lo… The artist was familiar to you. At that point all you wanted was a song to bury your worries and lighten your burden and so you pressed ‘play’.

Your eyes widened as soon as you heard those lines. Your worries came flooding back tenfold. You felt blood rush to your cheeks once you thought of how Gojo’s skin felt on yours, you could feel it like he touched you just yesterday. You also remembered the times you got him substance until the point you were out of money to buy yourself dinner. You did all of this to see him smile. You loved him… Did you really?

Bed, stay in bed

The feeling of your skin locked in my head

Smoke, smoke me broke

I don't care, I'm down for what you want

You both were constantly on some kind of influence be it drinking or drugs. You wanted him there, you wanted to drown in his love. You felt so many things around him and to you he was the only one who cared for you. Gojo had a temper and he wasn’t afraid to show it. Broken vases, shattered mirrors and torn fabric would be around you by the end of it. Your lips would tremble as he kissed you apologizing between catching your breath. He at least apologized for the bruises on you, right? And it’s all because you love him, ri-

Day drunk into the night

Wanna keep you here 'Cause you dry my tears

Yeah

Summer lovin' and fights

How it is for us

And it's all because

Moans would fill the room after an argument that you wouldn’t dare to speak of it again. You knew sex would fix it for you, it always fixed everything related to Gojo. It was the only thing that would keep Gojo occupied, keep him from leaving you for someone else. He made you weak for him. “You’re mine.” He had already labeled you as his property to fuck, bruise or use. But that was his form of loving you right?

Now if we're talking body (Hey)

You got a perfect one

So put it on me (Hey)

Swear it won't take you long

If you love me right

We fuck for life

On and on and on x2

5… 8… 12… 16… You had so many people around you. Girls and guys who fell for you, who loved being friends with you and then you met Gojo Satoru. 23… 15… 7… 4… 1, you now only knew one person and he was your whole life. You gave up all your friends and disobeyed your family only because of him, him and his love. Rough or soft, passionate or dry, kissing or sex, smoking or drinking… that’s all you knew and that was all that happened. But then again, that’s the way he shows that he loves, right?

Love, give me love

Anything you want I'll give it up

Lips, lips I kiss

Bite me while I taste your fingertips

You felt miserable as you walked back home. It was almost like this song was written for you. You’re sure he loved- are you sure he LOVED YOU?

Day drunk into the night

Wanna keep you here

'Cause you dry my tears

Yeah

Summer lovin' and fights

How it is for us

And it's all because

“Satoru, how could you do this to me?!”

Oh, now if we're talking body (Hey)

You got a perfect one

So put it on me (Hey)

Swear it won't take you long

If you love me right

We fuck for life

On and on and on (On and on and on) x2

“Don’t be so fucking dramatic, Y/n. It was just a one-night stand! Grow up and stop being a bitch.”

“J-just a one-night stand? Gojo Satoru, I’m your s/o! You love me, remember?!”

“Did I say I love YOU? Y/n you were nothing but mine to use. Love? Where did you even get that idea? You’re wasting my time. We’re over!”

Ah, that hit you hard. You felt like a use and throw object and you took a while to cope from it… Two years, it’s been two years since then and you feel like all this happened a couple of hours ago.

“Y/n,” you heard him whisper your name as he bit your ear. “What are you?” he asked as slid his hand into your shorts. You felt hot and your legs became weak as you tried to speak. “Answer me…” “Yours only yours so please stop!” you spit out but a few minutes later there you were lying on the bed, naked with a sheet wrapped around you. “I’ll use up until there’s nothing left to use.” he said as he walked away. Is that how he felt when he left you? Did he use you up to the extent he had to throw you away?

Bodies

Our baby making bodies we just use for fun

Bodies

Let's use them up 'til every little piece is gone

(Let's go)

On and on and on

(Let's go)

On and on

(Let's go)

As the chorus kept playing you found yourself closer to home and closer to your answer. You had already realized that you were nothing but a thing for Gojo to use but hearing this song made it clear to you. As you walked to your apartment you saw a familiar figure standing near your door. You couldn’t mistake him for someone else because you knew that body so well. It was him, Gojo Satoru. The man of your dreams and also the man who took his sweet time shattering those dreams. “I missed you.” He said with a guilt filled voice “Cut the bullshit!” You spoke back with venom laced in every word!

Now if we're talking body (Hey)

You got a perfect one

So put it on me (Hey)

Swear it won't take you long

If you love me right

We fuck for life

On and on and on (Hey) x4

“Y/n, I’m sorry! Please, I really mean it!” He said with eyes full of tears which was new to you but you knew damn well not to get fooled by it! “Give me another chance, I swear I’ll treat you like Royalty!” He said trying to grab your hand. You pulled away immediately “Who is this, Love?” A tired voice called out. “Gojo, what are you doing here?” his voice slightly raised, he stood in front of you. Gojo’s eyes looked at the guy standing to protect you in terror, not because he was scared of him but because of the shock that you moved on completely fine while he regretted all the things he did to you.

“I’m fine, sweetie.” You said giving a small smile. Your current boyfriend knew you weren’t completely over what Gojo did to you but he was okay with it. He was more focused on showing you what real love felt like that he temporarily made you forget how Gojo treated you. “Leave!” your boyfriend said sternly “Don’t even try to breathe in Y/n's direction…” Gojo felt defeated in front of both of them and without saying a word he left.

“So, how was your day?” He asked you with a warm smile. “I feel like a huge burden suddenly disappeared!” you said with a light heart. “Good, you’ve finally moved on!” he smiled and with that you both went in and lived a happy life!

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That's all!

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[isitstraightvodka]

Strip

in which gwil doesn't like you and it's your mission to find out why.

pairing: gwilym lee x fem!reader

word count: 4.5k+

warnings: enemies to lovers, smut (the rough kind), oral (both m and f receiving), angst, swearing, alcohol use

a/n: hello my loves! i present to u what i have been working on for a while, it's filthy so read ahead w caution 😂😳 i really hope u enjoy it and please let me know if u do. any feedback, asks / rbs, would be much appreciated xx also gif credit is @mazzelloplots​ 💕

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You had no idea what you'd done for Gwil to hate your guts but it must be dead serious because he just about didn't give you any attention whenever you were in the same room. It was infuriating, as each day passed, you racked your brain to remember if you'd done or said anything for him to act like this around you but as always, nothing came to mind. All you got was a cold stare, or no eye contact at all, and at the very least, a few sentences but that was it. It made it even worse that both of you were friends with Ben, after all that's how you were introduced to each other, you figured he'd be a good guy as was evident the first time you met, a regular mutual friend greeting; first handshake, small smiles and twinkling new eyes but ever since then, everything had changed.

Every time you went out and saw Gwil, he either said nothing to you but "Hi." or he'd rush off somewhere else the moment you approached him. The cold shoulder did not do anything for your confidence, you were a friendly person and loved meeting new people but this was something else entirely, the confusion soon turned to tension and anger, ripping at your hair during lonely nights in your apartment, thinking why doesn't he like me? Then you went to Ben who just shrugged and said he'd warm up to you eventually, which you found incredibly difficult to believe, you weren't having it, it had been almost half a year and no progress, you'd had enough, you had to confront him.

Your opportunity arose only a week later, during a party at Joe's house.  it made your muscles tense up knowing you were going to see Gwil, and it wasn't fair of him to give you this sort of treatment without a shred of explanation. Everything was in full-swing when you arrived by your lonesome, but you didn't waste no longer than ten minutes making your move, so there you were, drink in hand, when you cornered him talking to Lucy. Walking head held high, you approached them, and Lucy smiled when she noticed you, you shared a kiss on the cheek before exchanging respective compliments on each other's looks, then your attention went to him.

"Hey, can I talk to you?"

Both he and Lucy looked at you before the blonde nudged him with her arm, giving him a cool stare, as if to say, "Go sort this out", which was true since you and her had talked about the situation too, and her response was "It's between you and him, so get in there girl and stand up for yourself", and right now, tonight, you were going to heed her advice.

Gwil took a deep breath and walked next to you as you made your way to the nearest room, where it was quiet enough to talk, but the walk there seemed to stretch on for hours instead of a matter of seconds. You could feel the anxiety flooding through your body when his arm brushed your shoulder, you could tell he wasn't looking at you, his fingers gripping his wine glass a little too tight. Some sort of emotion hung between the two of you, you couldn't put your finger on it but it was something strong, something deep, Great another thing for you to be confused about. What you didn't know is that Gwil felt it too. 

After what felt like an age, you entered the guest bedroom, all neat and empty, leaving the impression nobody had stayed in there for a long time. Gwil had his free hand tucked into the pocket of his dark jeans, standing by the door once he closed it, silencing the bustle of the party, but still didn't give you his attention. You took a deep breath and tapped your nail on the rim of your drink, allowing your heartbeat to decrease, opening the conversation very kindly.

"I believe there is something we have to discuss."

All he did was part his lips and take a swig of red wine, leaning back against the wall, crossing one ankle over the other. Not one word left his mouth, he didn't move an inch and it took a lot in you not to start raising your voice. Why does he not want to talk to you? What is up his ass? Fucking say something, you bastard! The tension in the room was too stifling for you to cope with so you spoke again, but harsher.

"Fuck, you should man up and talk to me like a decent bloke, I thought you would be."

And that's when he finally looked at you. Without even realising it, the suddenness of eye contact made shivers run down your spine, deep blue eyes staring into yours, brows furrowed in faint disgust.

"Hate to burst your bubble then, love."

More shivers, rippling throughout your bones so fast you were almost afraid he'd be able to notice you slightly trembling. His voice wasn't supposed to do that....but it did, from the way he said it, from the way you finally saw his eyes in clear view, how fucking hot he looked just standing there, how had you not noticed that before? Because his blind hatred of you clouded that fact. You shook the thoughts out of your head and stood your ground.

"I seriously have no clue why you been acting like this around me. I have been nothing but kind to you, I haven't said one bad word to you, I truly wanted us to be friends but you find an excuse to escape me every chance you get!"

Your cheeks flushed red once the words left your lips, your free hand scrunching up into a fist, nails digging into your palm. Gwil all but sighed and...was that a smirk you saw? No, just a trick of the lights. The point of his shoe tapped the carpet as he looked down at his half-empty glass, collecting his thoughts.

"Not a bad word? I heard you talking to Joe the other week, you called me a dickhead."

"I have every reason to, you barely talk to me. This is the most you've talked to me in weeks."

"If you have reasons, then I have them too."

"Fucking tell me then instead of practically ignoring me! It's childish."

"So I'm the child but you're the one yelling." He cocked an eyebrow, was that another smirk? He's got me so confused? Is that what he wants?

"How do you expect me to react? I haven't appreciated the cold shoulder, Gwilym."

"I don't appreciate you running your mouth."

"Could just tell me whatever reasons you have instead of this."

You and him went back forth, trying to fight each other but it didn't seem to do anything good, it only heightened the tension between you two but a specific kind of tension. One you knew now and one he managed to figured out seeing you in front of him, raising your voice. In this moment, he saw how attractive you were, more so than he already thought, your face heating up and your hair glowing from the muted lights, the dress hugging your body almost provocatively, silver diamonds hanging from your ears and cherry-coloured lips parted slightly between words. You were so sexy and the alcohol buzzing through him wasn't helping, but this was the reason for it all. He fancied you.

"Look, it's complicated." He sighed, resting his head back against the wall. You had to bite back a laugh, is he serious?

"No, it's not. Open your mouth and just tell me."

But it turns out he didn't need to open his mouth, at least not the way you expected him to. It happened swiftly, too fast for you to comprehend, all you really saw was his glass fall to the floor, wine staining the carpet, then he crossed the room over you within three strides, took your face in his hands and crushed his lips against yours.

Your eyes flew open in surprise at the sudden pressure of his kiss...his kiss? You could barely understand what was happening, he held onto you like he needed air to breathe, you could taste the wine on his tongue, it was intoxicating, it felt...nice but was the wine nice or the aggression of his mouth? Questions swirled your mind, it didn't help your emotions during this moment, you didn't realise your mouth had opened on its own which allowed him to slip his tongue in a little and close the gap between you again, the second kiss even harder and more passionate, the softest groan of relief and delight from him ringing in your ears. You almost let yourself fall under his spell before you caught yourself and made a muffled squeak, your hand finding his jacket and pushing him away from you, gasping for a breath.

"What the fuck, Gwil?"

Thoughts circled your head, words bouncing off the walls, your hand brushing over your bottom lip, the gloss transferring to your skin as it had done on his lips, stained and shiny, you were surprised you were still holding your wine glass. He cocked an eyebrow at you as heat rose to his cheeks, he raised his hand almost as if he was apologising but you stopped him, holding up your own hand and shaking your head.

"What was that?"

"I...I kissed you."

"No shit Sherlock! Why? How is that supposed to explain anything?"

"I'm- I..." He couldn't seem to find the right words, he hesitated reaching his hand out further before deciding against it and pushing it back through his hair. You gulped, why is it so hot when he does that? You were so glad he couldn't read your mind right now, if he had heard what you just said, you sure would wish for the floor to open up and swallow you whole.

"You think a kiss is going to solve everything? I'm not some plastic doll for you to play around with however you please."

"I..I know, I just..."

"Just what? I thought you'd tell me with words, I though-"

"Oh for fuck's sake, I like you, okay?"

His pupils were blown wide as much as yours when he half-yelled the words and this time you were sure the glass was going to slip through your fingers but it still didn't, in fact you had a right mind to just down the whole thing after what he told you. You thought he didn't like you...he liked you? If you were confused before, then you were even more now, your hand fell to your side as you stared at him, eyes like glass, you couldn't even blink. Gwil's gaze had turned to the floor, pretending to be interested in the pale white carpet, his fingers moving to the back of his neck where sweat began to form. He waited for you to speak, the seconds ticked by painfully, it felt so long before you said anything.

"You...like me?" You gulped, trying to process his revelation. He chewed on his bottom lip and tucked both hands back into his pocket, nodding as his eyes flicked over to you.

"Yeah, I do, I like you. A lot."

His voice seemed fearful, anxious but with an underlying desperation, like that of a teenager admitting a big brush, it was rather cute in your eyes; first hot now cute? How can he be both? Stop it, stop questioning everything. You cursed yourself, fingers wrapped around your glass harder you thought it might crack. Instead of replying, you drained the wine, it was the only thing you could think of doing. Gwil watched as your throat moved, as you swallowed, he shuddered and prayed he wasn't showing through his pants, now wasn't the best time, especially with how you reacted. You sighed as the last drop fell into your mouth and rushed through your veins, you finally let the glass fall from your grasp and land with a small thud on the carpet. Your fingers came together in front of you, interlacing as you twiddled your thumbs, eyelids fluttering as you collected your thoughts, one deep breath and you looked at him.

"I don't understand. You like me, but you have been acting like you hate me, why do that?"

Gwil didn't answer right away, he fidgeted, hands still in his pockets, his vision now turning to eye the golden lamp on the bedside table. In this light, you could see the sparkle in his eyes, the deepest blue, like a calm ocean, like a pair of warm sapphires, you found yourself not looking away. 

"I didn't mean to be that way, I was just afraid." He said, still not looking at you.

"Why afraid?"

"Of rejection. Of you already being taken. I didn't want to admit anything if I had no chance with you." He confessed, raising one hand out of his pocket to massage his neck, your eyes locked to his fingers, wondering what they'd feel like around your ne- Cut it out! You banished your dirty thought and continued the talk.

"The worst I could say is no, and I'd mean it without any offense. And I'm not taken, I think you'd know if I was."

"That's the thing, I thought you were!"

"How did you come to that conclusion?" You peered at him. He sighed and scratched his beard, stubble littering his cheeks and chin, and right then, another X-rated thought entered your brain, You wonder what that would feel like between your legs...will it tickle? Itch? Arouse you? You think you wanted to know.

"Because you and Ben, and I...didn't want to get in the way"

You and Ben? You gave him a perplexed look as you tried to work out what your friend had got to do with any of this. Ben was really a great guy, you enjoyed his company, years of friendship had blossomed between him and you, and you loved being able to see him when he wasn't busy with his star-studded career, but there wasn't anything there to insinuate something more was happening between you two. 

Then it hit you.

"You thought that Ben...and me...that we...? Oh god no we're just friends!"

You bit back a giggle. Ben was easy on the eyes, anyone could see that, even Joe said it, multiple times, many conversation he'd told you, "That fucker's stupidly gorgeous isn't he?" but he was not your type. He was more like a brother to you than anything else. Sure there was the occasional kiss on the cheek, hugs a little longer than usual, his arm around your waist or ruffling your hair when you told a stupid joke, but friends did that, they could do that without having feelings for each other. Gwil almost lost his balance after what you said, Just friends...Just friends...

"Are you sure? I mean he's the pretty boy."

"Okay he's pretty but he is like family to me, I wouldn't hit that even if I was piss drunk." 

Your mouth curled at the corners, as did his and both of you shared  a small laugh. Your eyes fell upon the empty wine glass on the floor, teeth tugging at your lower lip; you could see Gwil's body shift a little closer, one foot in front of the other, until he was standing before you, chests almost touching. His fingers stroked your jaw, moving underneath your chin to bring your gaze up to his face. He looked...intense but still had a softness behind his eyes, something sweet and hesitant but at the same time, you could feel he wanted to continue the kiss he gave only minutes ago.

"So...no Ben?"

You rested your hand on his wrist, giving him a smile as your eyes went from his to his lips, mouth watering at the memory of them on yours.

"No Ben."

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"Gwil..."

His name was like chocolate on your tongue, as his tongue worked over and against your slick folds. One hand in his hair and the other curled behind your head, back arching with every hum he made against you, his mouth was insane, you hadn't felt such pleasure in god knows how long; he really knew what he was doing.  And he seemed to enjoy it as much as you did, smiling as he pressed kisses to your swollen clit, groaning with each flick and lick, with each tug you made on his hair, and that mixed with the feeling of his stubble rubbing your inner thighs and right above your mound as he angled his lips in the most delightful of ways. 

You were getting closer, you could almost taste it, feel it....but he stopped and raised his face from between your legs, his arms still wrapped around your flushed thighs. His mouth was wet, his hair in disarray and his eyes dilated; he looked fucking hot, but right now, you wanted to scream at him for stopping it right when you were about to finish. He could see you were almost angry at how suddenly he pulled away from your heat, he stroked the curve of your left breast as he began to lay down next to you, his free hand resting over his mouth.

"Come sit here."

It took you a few seconds to realise what he meant, your breath got caught in your throat, slowly blinking at him in surprise.

"Are you...are you sure?"

"Yes, you're so beautiful, I'd love nothing more than for you to ride my tongue."

You certainly did not expect something so foul to come out of his mouth but fuck you loved it. A smile grew on your face as you sat up, as he brought his hands to your hips just as you were about to face the headboard, he pushed you in the other direction a tad.

"Sit the other way, baby."

Your cheeks became hot and you were almost embarrassed at how flustered a simple petname made you. You gasped as you got into position, his nose right there against you and in your line of eyesight was his sweaty body, his happy trail disappearing into his jeans, and through those, a bulge was unmistakable.

You'd made him hard and you hadn't done anything but kiss him, you giggled at the reality of it, the embarrassment fading into smugness. Gwil moved his hands over your thighs, giving one of them a slap and you yelped in shock.

"What are you laughing about, huh?"

You bit your lip as you answered.

"You're hard."

"O'course I fucking am. Eating you out did that to me, hell you make me hard just by looking at me." He murmured on you, and before you could say anything, his tongue was back on you, licking back and forth, covering the length of your heat, he didn't leave one spot untouched by his tongue. Moans flew out of your mouth, sweat beading on your skin as he switched between his lips and his tongue, going so far as to telling you to bounce, and doing that was one hell of an experience. You leaned forward and raised your hips so you could move more, his tongue stuck out flat so you could feel it inside you, warming you up, stretching you out, he really cared about making you feel good and giving you the best feeling before you reached your high.

Your hands latched onto the belt around his jeans, curled over his body, grinding over his mouth, his facial hair once again giving you that cherry on top, his growls of hunger and delight pushing you over the edge. One palm slapped your ass cheeks, his name flowing from your lips again.

"Cum for me, cum on my face, sweet girl."

And you did just that, body shaking as you rode out your orgasm on his face, his lips never detaching from your clit, intending to make you have the most explosive high, and it sure felt like that. Your toes and fingers were on fire, your heart shot through the roof and you had trouble catching your breath as he lapped you up, "Mm you taste so good", another slap to your ass, chuckling against your heat, nose bumping on your clit, making you whimper a little given how sensitive you were. You slowly sat up and ran a hand through your damp hair, laughing through deep breathes.

"Fuck, you're amazing at that."

"Thought I wouldn't be?" You could feel his smirk beneath you.

"No no, just...wow."

Gwil smirked wider and gave your clit one last kiss, your eyes back on the even-harder bulge in his jeans. He'd just made you feel incredible. You wanted to do the same to him. So instead of moving from your position, you simply leaned down over his toned chest and started unbuckling his belt.

"Oh I see someone's hungry too." He laughed, hands resting on your red ass. Something came over you, the sexual side of you suddenly arose and within seconds, his belt was off and you were pulling his jeans down. He gave you some help by lifting his hips, you pushed them down to his knees and now you could see how hard he actually was, almost bursting to be released from the prison of his boxers. You didn't want to keep him waiting, you giggled and tucked your fingers into them, and pushed them down to join his jeans, more giggles spilling out when you got the first proper look at his cock.

The tip was pink, precum already forming, he was thick, very girthy, bigger than you thought but still you weren't that surprised. You slipped your fingers around him and gripped him and he hissed, his breath hot on your cunt. You smiled to yourself and pumped him a few times, relishing how warm and hard he was in your hand, the pads of your fingers rubbing over the veins, satisfied with your work, you puckered your lips and wrapped them around the head of his cock, and the noise he made was so fucking sexy, the sweetest groan and the hottest whine.

"Holy shit..."

You concentrated on where you sucked and moved your mouth, your hand tight around the base of his shaft. From previous experiences, you knew lubricant of any kind worked a treat, so you took a moment to pull your lips off and spit over the head, gently rubbing wetness all over his length; that got him considering the deep moans he was making right against your clit. Feeling his mouth so close to you while you sucked him off made you powerful, like you had him in your corner, it was your turn to give him pleasure and in his hand, he hadn't felt this good in a long time. 

When his eyes were open, they were on your cunt, fucking you with his vision, his hands moving from your ass to your hips to your upper thighs, gripping your skin as his own hips started to move with your mouth and before long, Gwil was fucking your mouth. You choked and whimpered around his cock, delicious sounds from his perspective, leaving marks on your ass from how hard he was holding you.

"Your mouth's so warm and tight fuck baby I-"

His words encouraged you to do more, fingers away from his cock and moving to his balls, you grabbed one and he let out a cry of delight, jerking his hips up faster until your eyes started to water; it burned but it was a good burn, making Gwil feel this way made you feel good, pleasing him made you feel good. As you squeezed his balls, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, neck craned all the way back over the pillow, his toes curling over the end of the bed. Your own thighs started to shake and your throat tightened around him, and he lost his hand.

"Just like that, yeah."

And with your mouth around him and your fingers gripping his balls, he finished, quicker than you thought; it wasn't even three minutes and you tasted hot thickness, his cum, him. You gagged a little as you removed your lips softly like sucking a lollipop, strings of your saliva dripping from his cock. You gasped and swallowed; you never spat out, it was a rule you gave yourself, what a waste it would be to spit, especially after sucking Gwil off, and speaking of him, his breath was heavy and fast, chest puffing in and out as he came down from his high, eyes glittering and a cheesy grin on his face.

"You're amazing at that."

All you could do was giggle and say, "I know."

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ.·:*¨༺

He was buried deep inside your walls, stretching out every inch and corner of you, the strokes of his cock were heavenly, easily hitting your g-spot over and over again. Your legs were wrapped high around his waist, ankles crossed over, nails digging into his back and dragging down his spine, one of his hands gripping the headboard and the other on your thigh, keeping you in place as he fucked you raw.

"Gwil, Gwil...please.." 

"Please what? What do you want?" He grunted between thrusts. Tears burned your lids as your hips smashed with his, lips inches away from his, his warm breath setting your face alight.

"Please...I want to cum, I want us to cum together..."

"Oh fuck.."

The way he moved got harder, faster, more aggressive to the point where your legs were turning into jelly and all you could feel was his stiff cock, you could not even get a proper sentence out anymore, if you did, it was laced with high whines. As his body meshed with your own, your eyes glanced at his arm, where his hand held onto the headboard with so much force you wondered why it hadn't broken. You felt yourself melt into the bed at the sight of his bicep, skin wrapped thin around the muscles, a sheen of sweat coating over his arm, more sweat on his forehead and at the back of his neck, face dipping close to your jaw, the air humid between the two of you.

"I'm gonna cum, shit- but I'm not wear-"

"I'm..on the p-p-pill, cum in me, Gwil." You gripped at him, pulling his chest closer, clenching your cunt around him, desperate for him to finish. The "fucking hell" told you he was only seconds away and sure enough, you felt it, you felt his orgasm, how his cock pulsated inside you, even better inside you than in your mouth and you followed barely a minute after when he was still riding out his high, your back off the bed and your legs trembling around him, harsh scratches left deep in his back because of you. 

Gwil collapsed on top of you, your fingers finding their way into his sweaty hair, as he slowly pulled out of you, the remnants of what you'd just did together dripping down your thigh, something he found extremely attractive. He attached his lips to yours in a passionate sweet kiss, as if you two hadn't just fucked each other's brains out, smiling as he broke the kiss and pressed another to your nose.

"Didn't think this would happen coming here tonight." He guffawed, rolling off you to get comfortable beside you. Like second nature, you curled up into him, your arm draped over his chest and his over your shoulders, sheets askew down to his waist as well as yours; to the both of you, cuddling after sex was as special as the act of sex itself.

"Neither did I...but I like that it happened." You smiled up at him. His fingers stroked your hair, his lips against the top of your head.

"Yeah? Me too."

You and Gwil stayed there, having cuddle time and striking up a conversation about what this meant for your relationship; you liked him and he liked you but for right now, it was agreed upon that the sex was great and that's what it would be, unless deeper feelings crept in. Time was lost, you felt safe with him, his hand in your hair as you traced patterns on his skin, but as much as you loved having this, you knew you couldn't stay here all night.

"We should get back. Everyone will be wondering where we are." You sat up and gathered the sheets up to your chest, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Gwil joined you and rubbed the back of his neck.

"You're right about that, let's go, love." He said, and just as he was about to get out of the bed, there was a knock at the door followed by a very familiar American accent.

"I don't know what's happening in there but if you two are done defiling MY guest bedroom, you'd better come out and watch Ben do Jell-O shots off me." 

You burst out laughing and your head fell into Gwil's neck at Joe's statement, he chuckled along with you and sighed deeply, eyebrows raised; he didn't want to leave this room either, not with having you in the bed, gloriously naked and beautiful. But still, the two of you had to rejoin the party. He kissed your temple and rubbed your shoulder as giggles slipped through your lips, he couldn't help but smile even wider at the sound of your laughter.

"Well well we can't miss that, can we?"

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[cherry-ber]

Too drunk to fuck (pt 1)

A. N: so I originally wrote this as a very soft thing, while I myself was kinda tipsy and emo so I figured it was only fair to re-write this with a vibe that fitted the song that inspired it in the first place. I really hope this doesn't turn out shitty.

Anyway as if it needed to be stated, I have a soft spot for Mark but bad boy/ fuckboy / kinda punk - ish Mark??? Yes please.

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Everybody seemed to know something about Mark Lee that you didn't understand. You've heard countless rumors about him, how he is agressive and how he's even been in jail a hundred times, how he got expelled from 20 different schools, how he got in a physical fight with a police officer, but after the first time you bumped into him you knew it was absolute bullshit.

The events of that damned day replayed on your head every single night since it first happened a month ago, and you felt like the dumbest girl ever for falling for him, and it was probably true.

That Tuesday morning, you were running late after ditching your alarm five times, arriving to your classroom barely on time, you ran into him, making him drop his phone and his helmet.

“Oh shit, man, I'm sorry” you said quietly, he could barely hear you, and went inside.

You should have known better, because you pissed him off, and you've heard, the guy was scary when he was pissed off.

So, after what seemed the most boring class ever, as you were putting your books in your backpack, he entered the classroom and went directly to your table, staring at you as if he was trying to look intimidating. Everyone noticed, except you.

“Can I help you?” you started almost annoyed, but when you turned to face him, you felt almost afraid “ah, it's you. Listen man, I'm very sorry and I should've apologized better but I was running late-”

He abruptly interrupted you with the cockiest thing you've ever heard, even from a jerk like him:

“I don't care, you should respect me better”

As much of an idiot you've heard he was, you never spoke to him, so hearing him speak to you like that ignited the flame of your very short temper.

“Fucking pardon? Who do you think you are?”

And it seemed like the first someone spoke to him like that, he looked almost amazed and for a whole minute he was speechless and his bad boy attitude wrecked.

“Fuck off” he said and stormed out, leaving you with everybody staring at you in disbelief, but to you, calling him out was just common sense, and you didn't even say anything mean at all.

And as if that first encounter wasn't bad enough, after school, he waited at the exit, and when he spotted you, he walked in your direction and stood in front of you, keeping you from walking away.

“We should go out someday”

And you did. Many days, actually. He would wait outside for you, say hey and walk you to the parking lot, you'd ride his motorcycle and stop in an old abandoned house, you'd go behind it and make out there for an hour or two. At first it was almost exciting, knowing what people thought of him, yet you felt like he was wrapped around your finger every day for some hours at least. But as expected, it escalated quickly. For a whole week and a half, you kept telling yourself that you were strong, that you didn't want to get involved with him, you were just helping him out to release his damn hormones, and that was it. But the day he grinned at you when he saw you walking towards him, you knew you were fucked; up to that point, you thought that Mark Lee was just a hormonal jerk, that built a bad boy image based on nothing but his arrogance and his feeling of being superior, you actually disliked him, but not enough to leave him, because he was almost a good kisser, and his hair was soft when you ran your fingers through it, and fucking damn him, he was actually kinda hot. That was the same day he accidentally grabbed your hand when you were walking to his motorcycle. You always walked close, but never really said a word to each other, and when you did, it was meaningless, maybe him saying you looked nice, maybe you saying you liked his jacket or a cold how was your day when he looked stressed, knowing he wouldn't reply until you were kissing and he was being rough, biting your lips or holding your hands so you don't touch him, he was just like that.

He made it look like an accident, he was lightning a cigarette, and as he was blowing out the smoke, you walking slightly behind him, he reached for your hand, but you immediately panicked and stop, so he just pulled you closer, annoyed by your response, as if he was expecting you to squeeze his hand and walk like any other couple would.

“C'mon, we don't have time for that” he said, dismissing what just happened, brushing away the fact that he liked the heat he felt when he touched you. You were hesitant to grab onto him while he was driving, but he always went so fast it was impossible not to do it.

When you arrived to your secret place, as he was taking off his helmet, and you the one he started carrying just for you, you couldn't help but feel nervous, and you were disgusted with the idea of him being the reason, but you followed him anyway, knowing that even if you didn't want to be there, you would never tell him, you were weak for him, but why would you?

He sat on the ground, and as always, you followed him, sitting on his lap, and you couldn't help but stare at his eyes, his beautiful, shiny eyes, and then his marvelous lips. He probably realized, and you looked away almost blushing, but that only made him giggle. It was the first time you ever heard him giggle, and it was angelic, you couldn’t help but smile. He put your hair behind your ear, and caressed your cheek slowly, as his lips were getting closer to yours, and when he finally kissed you, it felt like electricity running through your body. You caught feelings for Mark.

When he pulled away, you were petrified, you felt scared, but you knew better than showing him how he made you feel, so you kissed him, passionately, not giving him a chance to think, you didn't want to leave a single second where he could talk. As it often occurred, his hands were on your waist, moving through your body, from your thighs, to your chest, stopping for a moment on your neck, you pulling the collar of his white shirt, your hands roaming from his back to his shoulders and his precious hair, only pulling away again when you felt his bulge grow harder, thinking that what you felt before never happened, and that what you really wanted from him was exactly just that, but as you ran your hand over his jeans, he stopped you softly.

“We never really talk. I want that.” he said, squeezing lightly your thigh.

If you did as we wanted, you knew it would be over. You didn't want him to talk, you just wanted his lips, you weren't interested in meeting him, you knew he was a jerk, but he didn't think the same.

“Y/N, how was your day?” he asked with genuine interest, and as you were about to tell him how your teacher was being so hard on your group with pop quizzes every other day, his phone rang. You felt relieved that he was going to pick up when he checked who was calling, and got off him, fixing your clothes and your hair, then trying to fix his hair, he smiled when he felt your fingers playing with his hair, he hung up the phone and glanced nervously at you.

“I'm so fucking sorry, I have to go now, do you want me to drop you home?” Hesitantly, you said yes, and rode home, somehow feeling empty inside, wanting to ask if everything was okay everytime you stopped in a red light, but unable to speak a word, until you arrived home, you knew no one was there, and as you were giving him the helmet back, he asked for your number, “in case I need it” he said.

Head over the clouds, you waited for him to text you the rest of the day, and you were unable to sleep peacefully, hoping he'd call saying sorry for leaving early, and not calling before, but he didn't, and for the next three days, he was not waiting for you outside, you just saw him leave, riding alone, never looking back to you, and you knew then you made a mistake. You should have never kissed him, you should have never talked to him at all, and you sure should have never ever fell for him, but you did, and it was more painful than someone could ever imagine, no one ever warned you about feeling something for him.

Friday, 7:36 p.m: unknown number: “Do you wanna come to a party tomorrow?”

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GUYS I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG AND I NEEDED TO POST SOMETHING SOON OR I'D LOSE MY MIND, THERE WILL BE A PART 2 BUT I FELT LIKE IT WAS ENOUGH FOR A SINGLE POST

[lcnelyinthesky]

pairing: akaashi keiji x female reader

genre: fluff!!, TLFY!au

warnings: none :>

word count: 1249

synopsis: you come home from a horrible day at work to your boyfriend akaashi, who has his heart set on telling you a little story.

author’s note: chapter six of lily and i’s “the last five years” collab! i remember being super proud of this when i wrote it, so enjoy!!

“Keiji, I’m really not up for your antics right now.” Your tone had a slight bite to it after having a horrible day at the bar you were employed by. The big dreams you had weren’t working as planned and today had been a tipping point, and while you love your boyfriend, he could sometimes be a bit overbearing with his ideas.

Schmuel would work 'til half-past ten at his tailor shop in Klimovich

Get up at dawn and start again with the hems and pins and twist

Forty-one years had come and gone at his tailor shop in Klimovich

Watching the winters soldier on, there was one thing Schmuel missed

“Oh come on y/n!! I made this just for you. It’s just a little Christmas story, I call it ‘The Story of Schmuel, Tailor of Klimovich,’ please, just relax and listen.” Akaashi grabbed your hand and led you to the couch in your living room. The whole space, albeit small, was decorated to the brim with Christmas decorations. Every wall was adorned with colored lights and the small, green tree on the coffee table had a star on the top that was far too big for it. He stood in the center of the room, making his already tall body just a bit taller with a step stool as a stage. He continued to speak in a funny voice

"If I only had time," old Schmuel said "I would build the dress that's in my head. A dress to fire the mad desire of girls from here to Minsk. But I have no more hours left to sew.”

Akaashi’s eyes began to light up more and more as he got into the story.

Then the clock upon the wall began to glow… And the clock said: "Na na na na, na na na, oh Schmuel, you'll get to be happy! Na na na na, na na na, I give you unlimited time! Na na na na, na na na, So Schmuel, go sew and be happy!"

Something about his passion always fascinated you. He was reserved and quiet as a person, but that let him be far more meticulous than most. He could see every single thing and he remembered them all. There was no getting past Akaashi Keiji, but he wasn’t necessarily stubborn. 

But Schmuel said, "No, no, it's not my lot. I've gotta make do with the time I've got."

You had grown to know him better and better through the time you’ve been together. He opened up to you and you did to him. If you told anyone that your quiet boyfriend was telling you a very animated story about an old man, they wouldn’t believe you for a second.

But you knew Akaashi. You trusted him, and he trusted you. You two worked in a way none of your relationships had before. 

Schmuel was done at half-past ten and he said, "Good night, old Klimovich!" Put on his coat to go, but then the clock cried, "Wait! Not yet! Even though you're not wise or rich, you're the finest man in Klimovich! Listen up, Schmuel – Make one stitch and you'll see what you can get!"

He was a goofball under the stoic, silent facade. He was playful and passionate and open, and you thanked fate every day for letting you see that side of him. 

But Schmuel said, "Clock, it's much too late. I'm at peace with life, I accept my fate..."

But the clock said, "Schmuel! One stitch and you will unlock the dreams you've lost!"

Akaashi’s face was lit up.

So Schmuel, with reluctance, took his thread. He pulled a bolt of velvet and he said:

"I should take out my teeth and go to bed! I'm sitting here with talking clocks instead!"

His eyes were glistening.

And the clock said: "Na na na na, na na na, oh Schmuel, you'll get to be happy! Na na na na, na na na, I give you unlimited time! Na na na na, na na na, just do it and you can be happy!"

He was in his element.

So Schmuel put the thread through the needle's eye, and the moon stared down from a starless sky

And he pushed the thread through the velvet black, and he looked, and the clock was turning... back!

So he grabbed his shears and he cut some lace as the hands moved left on the old clock's face!

And his fingers flew and the fabric swirled – It was nine-fifteen all around the world!

And you were so thankful to be a part of that.

Every cut and stitch was a perfect fit as if God Himself were controlling it! And Schmuel cried, through a rush of tears, "Take me back! Take me back all forty-one years!"

You sat there and giggled as he got so into his story. His face had curled into the biggest smile as he watched the glee enter your eyes. You grabbed the blanket from over the back of the couch and covered yourself in it, finding a mug of tea on the table next to you that presumably Akaashi had made before you came home--it was still warm. You sipped and filled yourself with warmth, feeling the horrendous parts of the day melt right away. Akaashi’s tone quieted down as he told the next parts of the story.

Plenty have hoped and dreamed and prayed, but they can't get out of Klimovich

If Schmuel had been a cute Goyishe maid, he'd've looked a lot like you

“Wait. I'm Schmuel? Why am I Schmuel??” You looked into the light blue eyes of your boyfriend, who was now kneeling in front of you on the couch. He held both of your hands in his and spoke right to you.

“Oh yeah you are, dear.” Akaashi giggled when he spoke, getting ready for his explanation as you scoffed jokingly. He may have just compared you to an old man, but you couldn’t help but feel loved in his presence.

Maybe it's just that you're afraid to go out on to a limb-ovich

Maybe your heart's completely swayed, but your head can't follow through

He winked at you and got up, walking to the other side of the room again, ready to continue the story with as much passion as before.

But shouldn't I want the world to see the brilliant girl who inspires me?

Don't you think that now's a good time to be the ambitious freak you are?

Say goodbye to wiping ashtrays at the bar! Say hello to Cathy Hiatt, big-time star!

He then grabbed some things off a nearby table, all wrapped lightly in white tissue paper and a pale yellow ribbon. 

Here's a headshot guy and a new BackStage where you're right for something on every page –

Take a breath. Take a step. Take a chance… Take your time.

He set the things down in your lap as you shifted to place your feet on the vinyl flooring. Akaashi knelt down in front of you again, putting his hands on your knees and looking intently into your eyes. Vulnerability and honesty and love was plastered all over his face. His features softened and he took his right hand up to push a piece of your hair behind your ear. He placed a kiss on your forehead when you moved your head down slightly.

Have I mentioned today how lucky I am to be in love with you?

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[bobblewonka]

My best friend’s brother - Ben Solo

warnings: NSFW (just a little)

Pd. I am new to this and English is in fact not my language so I am sorry if the story has some errors

Summary: Modern Ben Solo 

Rey and you have been being best friends since you two were 8 yo, now at the wonderful 22 years old that magic friendship was still there.

Their relationship had ups and downs like any other, but even so they were always there for each other, you knew how difficult it had been for Rey to have to spend so many years in orphanages until she finally arrived at the house of the family Solo.

Rey had been adopted by Han and Leia Solo at age of 7, they were a beautiful family, they and their other adoptive brother, Ben Solo, the difference was that this was a biological son, but nevertheless, that never made a difference, they loved both equally and the treatment was no different.

Ben Solo, what could you say about Ben? Well, today, 28 years old, tall, dark, serious, irritable, super smart and fucking handsome.

So to deny it, the guy was a character, with a personality and always arguing with his parents, anyways, your secret crush for your best friend's brother is point and apart and it did not go from being a Platonic love until now.

As a good friends you and Rey spend yours summer vacations together, you actually used to spend more time in Rey's house than in yours. You two had sleepovers, sometimes baked cakes, talk about boys, swim in the pool and whatever you could do at the moment. Ben’s presence was irrelevant in their activities.

Sometimes you could understand Ben a little, most of the things were about Rey and their parents dont used to ask a lot about him and too is the fact that Ben was a marine, you couldn't know what things he had to do in that time, he looks overwhelmed most of the time and no one seems to notice, well maybe his uncle Luke but that men was strange or maybe his personality was just like that. A good thing? Rey's parents were out for the weekend so as if you two were teens decide to get drunk in Rey's room while trying ridiculous outfits, eating pizza and talking about bullshit.

“So, there's this guy called Finn in my calculus class and he's asking me to hang out, I mean he's cute and funny and weird but I'm pretty sure he wants something formal and I don't want that” Rey started to say.

“Wow, a guy who respects you and wants to treat you like the real lady you are with good intentions and you...don't want him, for that?” you ask laughing

“Is not that”

“You know what is that? you are afraid” you told Rey.

“Of what?

”

“Idk, maybe love or some bullshit like that”

“Maybe I am, but you are too.Why don't you date with any guy?”she strikes back.

“I just don't like them, they still...too young and dumb and they just want sex” you answered.

“Wasn't that supposed to be the good thing?” she asked.

“I am not ready to lost my virginity with a supit guy that dont know how to please a woman, they just care about their own please” you said biting your lip.

“Well that's true, but the day that you lose your virginity I will give you a cake, “A new achievement unlocked” will be the catchword” she said laughing.

You laugh too, but no too much. Why? well guess who have been dating and having sex with her best friend's brother, yeah, that's you.

Apparently spend the last 14 years of your life with Rey seeing Ben too in that time made him be interested in you for a long time till the night Ben took you to your home at the beginning of summer because was late and you ended kissing for an hour in the car. You feel bad about it, Rey was your best friend and date with her brother could be weird for the 3 of you, maybe Rey might be angry with you and she wouldn't want to see you anymore or she could make you break up with Ben and you didn't want that, you love Ben and enjoy spend time with him but you love Rey too as the person who was ever with you, was a hard situation.

The night ended with Rey vomiting in the toilet.

“Don't let me drink again please” she said while you were holding her hair.

“I won’t” you said.

“And the next time don't let me send a message to Finn saying that I really really really want to have sex with him and be boyfriend and girlfriend but just is that I'm so afraid of what could happen” she continued.

“You did what?!”

She just lay on the bathroom floor letting out a groan.

“C'mon you don't want to sleep there, get up let's go to your bed” you said to her trying to lift her but she was already asleep so you decided to cover her with a towel and then you left the bathroom.

 Walking to Rey’s room to sleep you thought about it, Rey was so asleep and she wouldn't probably awake till the next morning so why don't visit Ben's room for a moment? And that moment become in the entire night, both of you ended cuddling naked in Ben's bed. You dont thought much about it, you were a little bit drunk so who cares?

“Good morning sunshine” you could hear but you still so sleepy that you just started to move your legs.

“Can't you wake up darling?” you could hear the voice of Ben, damn his sleepy morning voice was music for you.

You moved lying in his chest leaving kisses in all this.

“You had fun yesterday?” he asked similing.

“I was a lil drunk shut up” was the only thing you could said.

“Its 7 am, we should get dressed”he said hugging you.

“I have a better idea” you said starting to kissing him passionately.

At that moment Rey wake up with a horrible hangover on the bathroom floor so she try to get up but she can't, so, she decided to crawl to her room.

When she was crawling to her room, in the middle of the way she heard a strange sound in her brother's room,then she went to there and opened the door.

Well, she shouldn't have done that, all she saw was her brother lying in his bed with her best friend next to him kissing his neck and giving him a handjob (under the covers clearly) .

“what is happening here?” Rey screams making her notice in the room.

y/n and Ben stop immediately covering them with the blankets.

“What are you doing here? stop watching” Ben said angry.

“Rey” you just said looking at her.

“That's a lot to process” she said looking at the floor “I think now I have to buy you that cake”

[honeysuckleharrison]

Run For Your Life Parts V-VII

pairing- George Harrison x Reader

warnings- So much fluff, Implied smut

year- 1964

Summary- You're falling hard for George.  There's just a few problems. John Lennon is your protective older brother, and their band, The Beatles are leaving for their first tour in America.  

Word count- 1k+

Disclaimer/ AN-  So hi, this is the first fic I've published.  This is FICTION. So the timeline may not match up with reality.  For example, Julians not in it. So ignore that, and just enjoy the story for what it's worth.  Anyways, I'm so excited to release my first fic. If you guys have any questions, or comments or anything, please comment or as, don't be afraid to talk to me.  I have up to part IX almost done, so expect to see more parts soon!

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      It was almost 1am.  You were growing impatient after having to wait so long to sneak out.  You were so ready to feel George's touch again. But you were stuck on this couch for a little longer.  With the relationship getting more serious, you had to be sure John couldn't find out. You waited a little later this time just to be sure John and Cynth were asleep.      

  You laid there for what seemed like an eternity longer. You checked the clock again.  It was 2:28 am. You weren't as nervous this time around. Having successfully done this once, you knew you were capable.  So as you got up, put your flip flops and reached for the handle, you felt ready for what the night had to offer.

      When you knocked on George's door something seemed different.  You skipped the conversation, you ran your mouths enough at Strawberry Fields earlier.  Before you could say hi you were making out on the couch. Geo's soft lips were on yours, kissing deeper than they ever have before.  His hands has successfully slipped under you shirt, and he was holding your bare waist. You shivered as his cool fingertips reached up your chest.  It felt so good to have him on top of you again.

      His lips moved from yours, and started trailing down your neck.  His hot kisses were warm on the sensitive skin of your neck. As he reached your collar bone, you could feel him start to suck.  Shit. That would leave a mark. You wanted him bad, but this was too fast.

      "George" you said through short, breathy moans.  You pushed his chest up, and he took his lips off your skin.  

      "Yes, Love?" he asked.  He looked at you for a second and continued "Is- is this too much we can stop for tonight if you want dear"

      "No, please no." you begged.  You were needy for him now, you just needed to breathe.  "I just needed a second, and I don't want you leaving marks." you added, smirking.  George nodded and sat up. You sat up in front of him. He placed a small peck on your cheek before standing up, and reaching his hand out for yours.  You took his hand and he pulled you up off the couch, leading you to his room.

     He pulled you through the doorway, and brought you close to him.  He reached down and kissed you hungrily. You held him tight. You wanted him so bad.  

          While his lips were busy on yours, his hands pulled on the hem of your shirt.  You got the hint, and pulled away. You pulled your shirt off and threw to the floor.  George stared at your exposed skin. His eyes were wide with lust. You came back to George, and lifted his shirt off.  His chest was smooth and pale. He was just slightly toned. He had the beginning of abs, but they weren't too defined. His arms and shoulders has the slightest muscles.

         He pulled you back class to him, and pushed his lips into yours.  His skin was warm against yours. His hands were holding your shoulders, and yours were around his waist.  He slid his hands down until the met the clasp on your bra. He undid it smoothly in one try. Moving your hands off of him, you let the garment slide to the floor.  

       He pulled you in for a quick passionate kiss before pushing you back onto the bed.  He climbed over you and kissed you softly on the lips. He reached his hands down to the button of your jeans and looked into your eyes.

      "You ready?" He asked with the cutest grin.

      "Yes George." You moaned.

Part VI

It was meant to be your last day and John's.  He was going to drive you home after you ate dinner with him and Cynthia.  The events from last night still buzzed through your mind. You couldn't stop thinking about George, and how much you'd miss him while he was away.  You had to see him one more time. You had to tell him how amazing he was.

        As Cynthia cooked, and you washed the dishes beside her, you made a suggestion.  

      "Cynth, um, if you don't mind, could I stay another night? y'know, help you pack." Cynthia smiled.  She was happy that you were enjoying your time with her, and that she would have another hand helping out.  

      "I don't see why not, you wouldn't be a bother, you've done nothing but help me."  Cynthia said in agreement.

      "Perfect, thanks so much." you thanked her, leaning in to give her a side hug.

      At dinner, you asked John, and he agreed too.  John started asking you about your stay.

       "Have you been enjoying yourself?" He asked between bites.  

       "Yeah actually, it's been really nice to be in a new place, y'know.  I got so used to going to school everyday, it's nice to have a change in scenery."  you explained. You and John were both artistic people. You hated routine. It was the quality that made John's music so good, and one of the many things you have in common with George.   

      "I'm glad," John said, "Have you been enjoying the studio visits."

      "Yes!" you answered honestly, you just couldn't say exactly why you enjoyed visiting the studio as much as you did.  "It was nice to get a sneak peek of the album. You guys are really good. You're gonna be the biggest band ever."

      "I've heard we are the biggest band in America, but I don't believe it."  he admitted.

      "Don't doubt yourself.  The tours gonna be great.  You and Cynth get to travel the world together." you joked.

      "It'll be nice," John said, "You excited darling?" He asked Cynthia.

      "Yes!" she exclaimed, "I really am.  I'm so excited. I get to spend time with you, and see new places.  And I get to see New York, I'm so excited." she rambled. Seeing her so happy made you smile.  

        "I'm glad your excited, but we don't get much free time on tour.  We have to play 25 shows in 26 days. The other boys usually spend their nights being wild and getting as many girls as they can." John said seriously.  

       That was a little concerning.  George could really get any girl he wanted, couldn't he?  But he wouldn't. There was no way. He was so romantic towards, and he was falling for you hard.  A one night stand in America wouldn't compare to you. Would it? You felt sure that George wouldn't continue his normal behavior on this tour.  There was no way he would. George was too good to you, you didn't even want to think that anything could go wrong.

Part VII

You knocked on George's door with a wide smile.  The reason you asked to stay another night was to pay a surprise visit to George.  You couldn't stop thinking about last night, you just needed to see him one more time.  The American tour would be long, you'd miss him.

      He opened the door and looked delighted to see you.

      "Y/n, I wasn't expecting you tonight."  he laughed.

      "I know" you said, "I wanted to surprise you.  I needed to see you again before you left."

      "Come in, love, please." he begged.  As you stepped in, he pulled you into a warm hug.  You weren't craving one another in the same way as the night before.  Tonight you just wanted to curl up next to each other and say goodbye.  

      You sat down on the couch and he just held you.  He put his head on your chest, and your fingers ran through his hair.  You were so comfortable you wished he didn't have to leave.

      "I'm gonna miss you so much, Geo." you huffed.  He looked up into your eyes and adjusted himself so that his head was in your lap.  

      "I'm gonna miss you more, flower." He smirked, "We can see each other as soon as I get back, I promise."  As he spoke he sat up. When he finished making his promise, he pressed a soft kiss against your lips. He tried to deepen the embrace, and reach his hands for your waist but you pushed him up.

      "Not tonight, Geo." you sighed, "I just want to enjoy your company while I can."

      "Ok," he said understandingly.  He rested his head on your chest again.

      "What am I gonna do without you, Harrison?" you pondered, "I'm really gonna miss yo-"

      "Wait" George interrupted, quickly sitting up straight.

      "What's wrong?" you asked.

      "I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't ask Ringo to stay out later." he explained.

      "What?" you said, confused and scared.

      "Shit," he muttered under his breath, "Ringo should be home soon, this is when he usually gets home."  George looked more scared than you had ever seen him. He started getting off the couch. You felt a chill as he left your side, and you expression dropped even more.  

      "Y/n, we have to get you out of here before he comes." he said sternly.

      "Ok." you agreed, getting up off the couch. "Are you sure I have to leave? I won't see you again for a month."

      "I'm afraid so love.  I don't want you to leave either.  I'm gonna miss your pretty little smile, and your lips." he said leaning in closer to your face, and taking your hands in his.  "I'm really gonna miss you, y/n, goodni-"

      He was cut short by the sound of the door opening.  You both turned your heads quickly to the door to see a startled Ringo standing there.

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An- Ahhh. I'm leaving you guys on a cliff hanger. Any predictions yet. Most of the clues are there. Tell me what you liked and disliked so far. I wanna hear your opinions

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Taglist- @honeyandtulips @fiesta-freddie @foreverandtayways

[tornbetween2loves]

Arcana Unbound—The Beach Part 3

Four thousand years ago gods and magic shaped and ruled and were plentiful in the world. Man and all the creatures were shaped and marked by it.

Then things began to change. Gradually those things of magic diminished and the things of science took precedence until magic became a myth tucked away safely in children’s fairy tales and skilled entertainer’s parlor tricks.

It’s been a thousand years of progress unmarked by true magic.

                                             Things are about to change.

This fic is part of a collaborative AU created by my talented friend @innerpostmentality , and myself. This part was written 50/50 by myself and @innerpostmentality It is an immediate continuation of ‘The Beach – Part 2’

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Pixelberry, except for our OC’s, they are our precious babies and we claim them as our own.

Word count: around 3600

Warnings: this section contains erotica and mentions date rape. Please do not read if you are under 18 or bothered by these themes.

Calais took Xiphos by the hand and led him further down the path they had taken earlier. The path eventually became quite overgrown and narrow, they had to walk single file and duck under branches keeping a close watch to stay on the path. After what seemed like quite a distance they could hear rushing water and then they pushed through the last bit of underbrush and came into a clearing.

“Wow, this is amazing.” Xiphos looked at the waterfall in front of them. It started at least twenty or thirty feet in the air and crashed into a small crystal clear pool at the bottom.

Calais turned to him and with a sexy smile she pulled her sweater over her head and unbuttoned her jeans. Xiphos raised an eyebrow as he took off his shirt. “Oh are we really gonna skinny dip?” Calais nodded as she slipped off her bra and underwear and stood before him completely nude in the mottled sunlight.

"It's the only way to keep our clothes dry" She quickly dove into the pool and grinned as she surfaced to watch him. "When we were little occasionally Aeneas and I would sneak down here to swim when we weren't supposed to."

Xiphos grinned as he took off his pants and followed Calais into the pool. He dove in head first and surfaced right in front of her. “You mean Aeneas actually did something he wasn’t supposed to?” He raised an eyebrow at her. “I find that hard to believe.”

She nodded and looked seriously at him. "When we were six. I'm not sure that swimming here really violated his sense of what a king was or wasn't supposed to do. We knew that dad and mom came swimming here. So I think it was a grown up king thing in his head."

She giggled, "I'm blaming your sister for this. She picked out my outfit. And put me in skinny jeans." She chuckled.

He wrapped her in his arms and looked into her dark eyes. “You would look great in anything.” He flashed her a sexy smile. “Don’t worry, skinny jeans won’t keep me from something I really want.” He kissed her softly at first, then deepened the kiss.

Calais moaned her desire softly into his mouth as her tongue stroked his. Her fingers carefully, gently stroked his neck and shoulders. When she came up for air she whispered. "Follow me" She took his hand and swam for the falls. Behind the waterfall there was an alcove where the water was shallower. "Xiphos, I want you so much."

“My god Calais, I can’t even begin to describe how much I want you.” He pressed his body against hers as he kissed her again. She felt his arousal press into her pelvic bone.

She stroked him with shaky fingers. Then kissed him again as she sighed his name. She took his hand to her hot center. "Love me. I need you so much."

Xiphos sunk a finger inside her as he crashed his mouth on hers. He felt her trembling against him as he slid his finger in and out of her wet heat.

She moaned her desire as her inner walls contracted around his finger and she stroked the steely velvet of his arousal in sync with his ministrations.

She was flushed and panted as he skillfully wound her passion tighter and tighter.

Xiphos closed his eyes to restrain himself as he felt Calais come undone in his arms. He pulled himself out of her grasp, not wanting to go over the edge just yet. He held her tight as she rode the waves of her climax. “You are so amazingly beautiful. I want to feel myself deep inside your beauty.” His voice was hoarse and filled with need as his emerald eyes locked on hers.

Calais shook and wept in his shoulder, overcome with the complexity of her emotions. She wished in that moment so badly that his gentle lovemaking was all she had ever known.

She looked in his beautiful eyes, "Xiphos…. Oh Love.. I need you so much."

He gazed into her eyes lovingly as he positioned himself at her entrance. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere. I’m yours for as long as you’ll have me.” He kissed her softly as he entered her gently. He moaned as he thrust slowly in and out of her as tension built inside him.

She sighed and curled her hips in to welcome him as she matched his movement. "You are in my heart Xiphos." Her eyes were soft deep pools still bright with tears as she held his gaze. Love and joy in their union radiated from her as she wrapped herself around him.

Their breath matched as their passion built.

“Oh Calais, I love you so much,” He panted as he started to feel her walls convulse around him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly as he thrust one final time and held her close, losing himself in the feel of her as he felt his release.

She arched her back and tightened around him as she felt him release so deep in her. She kissed him softly. "I love you Xiphos. I do. I know it's so sudden. So new. So precious. But I do believe in us."

Xiphos nodded, his breathing heavy, unable to form a coherent thought. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tightly to him. “Calais I.....you....” he sighed and shook his head in frustration.

She held him, loving his warmth and strength. She kissed him and stroked his cheek then she smiled. "You asked me earlier if there was something I wasn't good at. I'm pretty bad when it comes to math. I manage but Math is hard."

"I love you." She grinned.

Xiphos giggled. “I happen to be a math whiz. So we compliment each other well.” He kissed the top of her head. He sighed. “I guess there’s lots of things I’m good at. I’m a pretty good dancer. I’m a black belt in three different forms of martial arts. I’ve been trained to handle any kind of weapon you can think of. But you are so gifted Calais. I wouldn’t say I’m gifted.” He smiled at her and stroked her cheek softly. “Unless loving you is a gift. I promise to love you with all that I am.” He kissed her gently, then with more passion.

She responded to his kisses as she savored the taste of him. "Do we have to go back?" She grinned at him. "Now I long to wake up with your arms around me. We fit together so perfectly. I love being wrapped in you, Love.”

Xiphos smiled down at her. “Waking up with you in my arms everyday would be like a dream.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “But I fear if we don’t return soon our siblings may send a search party to look for us.” He raised an eyebrow at Calais. “What do you think they’re doing?”

She grinned, "I don't know. Maybe riding on the beach. I think your sister is trying to get in my brother’s pants." She lifted her brow in mock seriousness then giggled.

Xiphos chuckled. “Well, when Sarissa wants something she goes after it. She’s pretty relentless. I’m afraid your brother may be powerless to her charms.”

She kissed him again then stroked his cheek with a very serious look. "Xiphos… I.. I need to tell you something. And I don't know how."

Xiphos looked deep into her dark eyes with a serious look on his face. His voice was gentle as his brow furrowed. “My love, please don’t ever be afraid to tell me anything. What is it? I want to help.”

She shook her head. "Not here. I don't want to bring that here." She held his hand and led him back into the pool then swam over to where they had left their clothes. She got dressed still looking distressed. She waited until he was dressed and they were out of the pool clearing, back where the trail widened before she stopped and slipped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest. Her voice was shaky and so soft it was hard to hear her.

"There... there are pictures."

“Pictures?” He wrapped his arms around her protectively. He didn’t know what she was about to tell him but he knew it wasn’t good. He could tell she had been hurt. His blood already began to boil at the idea of someone hurting this beautiful creature. He kept his voice calm and soothing as he took a deep breath to push his anger down deep. “Honey, just tell me. I can’t help you if I don’t know what you’re going through.”

She took a shuddering breath and fidgeted. "I was at university. Guys never pay attention to me Xiphos. Because I'm a princess. Or because I'm so marked. They just don't. They never have. But.. well... there was this guy who was in a couple of my classes. His name was Rene. And he started talking to me. And eventually he asked me out. He seemed... I thought. I thought we were friends. I thought he liked me. Then one evening there was this … It was a big party. And he asked me. And.. "

She burst into tears and silently wept for a long time as he stroked her back before she got enough control to continue. Her voice was flat like she was reciting from a script about someone else. "He gave me a drink that had something in it. I don't remember much but waking up sore. I had lots of bruises where he or maybe it was more than one person had bitten me, passion bites. He.. they had taken pictures of him taking my virginity... He.. he said if I ever told they would put it up on the internet. Give it to the media. So, so I came home. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." Tears coursed down her cheeks as she apologized to him.

Xiphos wrapped her in his arms, his green eyes flaring bright in anger. He took some deep breaths as he held her close and kissed the top of her head gently as he spoke in a low voice cracked with emotion. “My love, my sweet princess, I am so sorry that happened to you.” He pulled away from their embrace to look in her sad eyes. He smiled softly as he brushed the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs. “You have nothing to apologize for. You did nothing wrong.” He pulled her close again as he wrapped his arms around her. He balled his hands into fists behind her back and clenched his teeth. “I promise to always keep you safe my love. Have you told anyone else about this?”

"Sarissa. But not, not so much. I just. I'm sorry. I don't want you to see that someday. I.. wouldn't have. I just need you to know why. Why sometimes I'm not strong."

Xiphos struggled to contain his anger. He knew his anger was futile. He would never convince her to tell him who it was. Which was probably a good thing because if he knew he would probably hunt him down and kill him.

He enveloped her in his arms and whispered softly in her ear. “You don’t have to always be strong. It’s ok. I will be your strength, my love.” He pulled back and gazed into her eyes determinedly. “I promise I will never let anyone hurt you again. Ever. Do you believe me?”

She nodded and held him as she found another level of peace in his arms. She felt lightened somehow with him knowing the horrible secret she'd held for so long. Her voice was whisper soft and she looked at him with wonder, gently exploring his face with feathery touches, "I want to share all the beautiful brightness of the world with you. Sunsets on beaches, catching raindrops on our tongues, morning roses when their perfume is like a caress on your heart, all the things that would make you smile I would give you."

“You’re so very sweet, my love.” He smiled at her. “There is nothing in this world that would make me smile more than you.” He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it softly.

Calais took Xiphos’ hand and murmured, "I know we have to go back... Just... I don't want this to be a thing. I'm sorry I had to tell you. But I didn't want you to someday see..." She dashed at her eyes and squared her shoulders and slowly met his eyes. "I need it to be behind me. Not this thing I'm so afraid will ambush me."

Xiphos wrapped his arms around her. “Your secret is safe with me. I will do whatever I can to help.” He kissed the top of her head and laced his fingers through hers. “Come on, let’s head back.”

She was quiet as they walked the rest of the way back to where the path emerged onto the beach. She stopped as the water of the bay came into view and looked up at Xiphos, "I feel so much better when I'm with you. It doesn't really make sense when I think about how long we've actually been together. But I know, like a truth in my soul that I love you."

Xiphos smiled lovingly as he gently brushed a stray piece of hair out of her eyes and behind her ear. “And I love you, Princess Growling Tummy. I hope to be your Prince Charming.”

"Well you are at the top of the list." She swung their hands and giggled as they made their way back up the beach toward the fire. Where they found Aeneas and Sarissa missing along with Lancelot.

Calais went to the picnic basket and started digging in it.

"It's getting dark enough I think they'll be back soon. But there's a chicken sandwich in there that is calling to me.”

“Mmmm that sounds good. Got one for me too?” Xiphos approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Or maybe you could feed me some strawberries?” He asked with a chuckle.

She laughed and handed him one of the chicken sandwiches. Then looked for a bottle of Chardonnay which she handed to him. Then she murmured, "Strawberries are for dessert."

He chuckled as he opened the Chardonnay. “I’ve always rather enjoyed dessert.” He poured two plastic cups and handed one to her, then took a bite of his sandwich. “Mmmm. I love chicken salad.”

They finished their sandwiches and Calais was snuggled against Xiphos’ side as they fed each other strawberries and orange slices between kisses when she shushed him. "Listen."

On the breeze coming in from the sea faint but clear there was singing.

"I think they're coming back."

Xiphos giggled. “They’re singing? Oh they definitely both have it bad.” He looked into her eyes deeply and brushed the hair from her face. His voice was low and soft. “I have it bad too, beautiful.”

She sighed softly as she smiled, lost in his emerald gaze. "I guess I'll just have to keep kissing you to try to make it better." She leaned in to kiss him deeply and was lost.

A few minutes later Xiphos broke the kiss as Lancelot was nudging his shoulder. His reins were loose and Aeneas was sitting on him holding Sarissa across his lap kissing her, oblivious to where Lancelot had brought them.

Xiphos chuckled and cleared his throat. He reached up to rub the side of Lancelot’s snout “Hey dog. Who’s a good boy?”

Sarissa pulled away from Aeneas with an apologetic look. Her face flushed red as she stammered, “Oh, sorry, we didn’t realize you both were here.”

Aeneas blushed and shifted his grip on Sarissa and carefully turned to lower her to the ground on the opposite side of Lancelot from Xiphos and Calais trying to preserve her modesty. "We should have realized that rather like a carnival pony Lancelot would bring us back to the picnic basket and the carrots."

Calais giggled, "And rather like a lap dog he thinks he needs to be in the middle of everything people are doing."

Calais grinned at her brother. "Did you have a good ride?"

If it was possible Aeneas blushed even more. But his voice was deep and soft as he looked at Sarissa. "It was spectacular thanks entirely to my breathtaking companion."

It was Sarissa’s turn to blush. She was silent as she reached into the picnic basket and fished out two carrots for Lancelot. Xiphos giggled and grinned at his sister’s blushing. “Hey, there’s no need to feel embarrassed. We’re all friends here. Actually we’re family.” He gazed deep into Calais’ eyes as he said ‘we’re family’

Calais blushed and nuzzled into Xiphos' chest. "Sarissa can I keep him? Pretty Please?"

Aeneas smiled at Sarissa then lifted her chin and kissed her softly. He stroked her blushing cheek with his thumb. Looking in Sarissa's eyes he answered Xiphos. "I am in complete agreement. We're family."

Sarissa smiled and wrapped her arms around her prince to pull him closer. Then she turned to Calais. “You may keep him. He doesn’t listen to anything I say anyway. As long as I get to keep your brother.”

"Maybe it's a brother thing. Aeneas doesn't listen to me unless I don't want him to actually hear something."

Calais stretched up and whispered in Xiphos' ear. "I love you." She pulled back and grinned at him as she cocked her head.

"Of course sometimes I think they may just like making you repeat yourself."

A wide grin spread across Xiphos’ face as he shot a glance at Aeneas. “I think they may have discovered our secret.”

Lancelot lipped gently at Sarissa's fingers as he begged for more carrots.

Aeneas chuckled and kissed her nose. "I'm all yours. But if we don't tie my horse he's going to wind up in our laps trying to get more carrots. And I have a great desire to feed you some of that delicious food that you so carefully packed."

Aeneas let her go and grabbed Lancelot's lead and took him over to secure him with the other horses. He returned a few minutes later and settled next to Sarissa on the blanket she had spread out earlier.

Calais got up and went over and picked up her guitar and strummed it thoughtfully as she walked back over to Xiphos and smiled softly.

"Aeneas and I were pretty little when dad first started teaching us to play. This song is so old. It was old when our parents were young. But… well, you make me want to play it." She sat down on the blanket facing Xiphos and started to play and softly sing to him as she looked in his eyes. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GR6L_C0Ii6s

Sarissa gazed into Aeneas’ eyes as she fed him strawberries and listened to the words Calais sang to her brother softly. She leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly. “This song is appropriate. And romantic,” she murmured softly.

Aeneas took Sarissa's hand and kissed her knuckles as he looked in her eyes. "I wish I could stop time. Just stay in this moment with you. But then I think I really want all those tomorrows with you." He leaned in and kissed her gently, softly before he brushed his fingers through the silk of her hair. He pulled back blushing. "I'm sorry. I can't seem to control myself around you Sarissa."

Sarissa smiled as she gently stroked his cheek. Her voice was a soft whisper as she touched her forehead to his. “You don’t have to control yourself around me. I am the one person you can lose control with.” She pressed her lips to his again, slowly parting his lips with her tongue.

Calais leaned over as she finished the song and kissed Xiphos.

The world fell away as they kissed and finally the obstacle of her guitar between them brought them out of it enough they pulled back flushed and wanting.

"Um.." She grinned and whispered. "Xiph I want you so much right now I don't think my legs are going to let me stand."

They were interrupted then by Aeneas’ guard Evan who carefully approached the intimately engaged couple. He looked at his toes as he cleared his throat. "Your Royal Highness... Your Royal Highness please forgive me. But your father is asking for you. There are some arrangements that must be finalized, Sir."

Aeneas broke the kiss but not his eye contact with Sarissa.

"Thank you, Evan. Please tell father I'm on my way."

He closed his eyes to control his breathing with effort as Evan bowed to them and walked back down the beach toward the palace.

"I'm sorry, Sarissa." He leaned in and sipped another brief kiss before he stood and offered her his arm. "I have to go. If you would like to come with me I will arrange a car."

Calais sighed in frustration. "Aeneas do you want us to take Lancelot back to the stables? I'm sure Xiphos and I can manage to get them all back."

Aeneas smiled at Calais, "Thank you, Calais. Just remember if you keep Sarissa waiting too long she has my leave to send Evan after you."

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[mypokepal]

Id love a pokepal match please! I'm an aries, I'm very passionate about justice and equality, I love music (especially emo music like MCR) and I love to sing. I'd really like to live someplace quiet like a cottage in a field outside a forest but tbh I'd be just as happy to just have a quiet apartment I don't need to share with anyone but my husband (and my new poke pals obvi lol) I'm queer and proud, spoonie strong, and have a heart as big as all get out (but don't abuse that or I'll bite back)

(2) some negative traits: I can be very antisocial when stressed, and I’m often stressed so correspondance can take a few days. I can be INCREDIBLY stubborn and while that has served me well when standing up for what I believe in, it can def be a bad thing when it comes to listening to others and letting my guard down. I can also be a bit of a self saboteur, and I struggle with patience and math (3) some positive traits: I stick to my morals and convictions steadfastly, but I’m also never afraid to admit I was wrong when shown as such and change my viewpoints accordingly. I’m incredibly sensitive and while some see that as a negative, I see it as positive as it lets me empathize with and help people better and I love helping people however I can. I love deeply and unabashedly, and I believe in being the positive change u wanna see in the world and do my best to live my life by that. tysm!

I HATE MATH!!! MATH IS SO DUMB!!! It’s okay….we pretty b*tches don’t need math…

I have the perfect partner for you! Let me introduce you to…

Mudsdale! I think Mudsdale would be perfect for you because…

(1) I think you will have to live in that cottage outside a forest if you’re going to raise Mudsdale which is a win win situation! 2 for 1 deal! Mudsdale shares a lot characteristics with you: kind, welcoming, grounded and loyal. The bond shared between you and Mudsdale will be so deep and special as Mudsdale is kind of an old soul and takes its connections very seriously. Slow to anger and quick to love, there is absolutely nothing Mudsdale wouldn’t do for you and your loved ones. 

(2) Mudsdale is fair and rational so expect it to automatically play the role of the mediator in your life, whether it’s settling an argument with you an your husband or trying to solve issues between you and your friends. Having Mudsdale as your partner will teach you patience and force you to look for different outlets when you are going through something stressful. As much as you try to push Mudsdale away, it will not work. Mudsdale will stick with you through thick and thin and will not budge even an inch until you open up and tell it what’s wrong. Sometimes you don’t even need to talk but just share your existence with Mudsdale. The best way to do this is by hitching a ride on Mudsdale’s back and taking a slow and peaceful stroll through the forest. Once you feel a little weight lift off your shoulder and are ready to talk, Mudsdale is all ears. 

(3) While you are learning how to empathize more and controlling your emotions, Mudsdale is learning how to stand up for itself and not be such a pushover. However, as docile as Mudsdale is, the moment it hears someone say something negative about you or your values, it goes from 0-100. With Mudsdale as your partner, you have a therapist, a bodyguard and a friend for life. I think you and Mudsdale will heal the people and Pokemon around you because of how much goodness and love you guys possess. I think opening a Pokemon Daycare would be so great for you two and for the people you will help.

Other Pokemon Considered: Ponyta, Omanyte

[siyeon]

Since you're a fan of Pledis Ent groups and artists, I strongly recommend Nu'est, After School, and Han Dong Geun. They need some more love!

i love you, anon. you gave me the platform i needed to go off on why i love Pledis Ent artists and why Pledis Ent stresses me out. if you guys are a Pristin stan or Seventeen stan and haven’t listen to After School, Nu’est, or Han Dong Geun, please do!

also, Han Dong Geun has the voice of an angel he could sing me a phone book and i’d be like “wow this is the soundtrack of my life.”

i’m going to put words under readmore so i can rant a bit about other Pledis Ent artists since I realize i don’t talk about them enough. just a forewarning - i am a Salty stan. like Dead Sea salty.

also, i hope i don’t! come off as rude! or anything! (i read through this multiple times to make sure i didn’t come off as rude ^^’) i’m just rambling and being a disgruntled fan. nothing new. it comes with liking Pledis artists… everyone, please support Pledis Ent artists and actors/actresses/everyone well. they need it. trust me. 

After School’s Flashback and First Love will always be bops. also First Love is incredible because i don’t think people understand? how hard? pole dancing is?like if you know me, you know how disgruntled i am with Pledis Ent in general (i’m a Salty Pledis Ent stan, let me be clear). and especially for giving zero updates in regards to After School and Orange Caramel (even my friends who don’t like k-pop know about Orange Caramel; like that’s some sort of global power right there). i’m not sure what’s going on with them, and i’ve become increasingly worried seeing as time still passes and we get… no news. none. zip. nada. you hear me Pledis. i’m calling out to you. give us an update. any update. just tell me what’s happening with them.

also! Raina! and Lizzy! do solo stuff! support their solo stuff! support Uee and Nana’s acting and modeling! support all Pledis Ent employees! like tbh we see what Seungcheol says about them. i’m all shifty eyes at them. we gotta support all things by Pledis artists. stream music! watch MVs! everything! *shia lebeouf voice* JUST DO IT! anyways –

Nu’est releases bop after bop and people sleep on them day and night. i’ve gone gray waiting for people to recognize talent. :/ i kid. but not really. honestly Nu’est are a really talented group that gets slept on a lot. Love Paint was such a good song and Nu’est are kings of Aesthetic at Pledis Ent let’s get this straight???? i dare you to name a group more aesthetic than them. (hint: i say this jokingly i don’t like pitting groups against one another please be kind to all idol groups and artists they’re all doing Their Best and deserve your kindness.) but, please please please support Nu’est if you can! their MVs are so pretty to look at and their songs are no joke. Overcome. also a bop. all songs. Bops.

Han Dong Geun is actually a singer that i listen to when falling asleep, along with other artists like Ailee, Ryeowook, Huh Gak and ballads from idol groups. again, Pledis Ent has this ability to find these incredibly talented vocalists (see: everyone at Pledis Ent), but people have trouble finding them :/ (me: hm maybe it’s because Pledis doesn’t promote them properly, but i’m not salty…) anyways, i HIGHLY recommend his music if you need someone with a really soothing voice to listen to! :) ALSO. HE SANG. THE DANG OST. FOR HWARANG. BY THE WAY. JUST TO REMIND EVERYONE. FOR ALL OF Y’ALL THAT WATCH THAT DRAMA. (me: i’m not salty. :) but also i love Ailee and her ost for Goblin so i’m torn they’re both on my soothing playlist ^^’ also also i didn’t watch Hwarang i just listened to his ost oops)

anyways that’s me being a Salty Pledis Stan. i like to make my blog a happy and positive place ^^’ but whenever i talk about AS, Nu’est, or Han Donggeun i get really salty and sarcastic so i put it under a readmore.

[warriorqueen1991]

Perfect

Requested By: Anonymous

Characters: Negan X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Smut, Pregnancy, Pregnancy sex, insecurities about pregnancy, language and some arguing lol

Notes: enjoy my beauties ♡♡ sorry it’s so long lol

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You were staring down at the vacant crib, your hand running over the bulge of your stomach. Picking up the small stuffed bear you hugged it close to your chest, your life had been nothing but pain and misery before The Saviors found you.

Of course when you were introduced to Negan, he threw you off guard. He was loud, obnoxious, foul mouthed and violent. His bright smile, adorable dimples and childlike enthusiasm was a complete contrast to the violence and pure rage he could display at the drop of a hat.

You had decided early on, that the more space between you and the lead Savior the better.

But things change.

People change.

Life is strange and unpredictable, dangerous and wonderful.

Out of a series of perfectly strange events, you and Negan began to develop an odd relationship that soon lead to him asking your hand in marriage.

An offer you wanted desperately to accept.

But you couldn’t bare the thought of becoming insignificant in his eyes, to fade into the flock of wives he surrounded himself with.

The fact that he found you no more important than them tore your heart apart.

But…

Life is strange.

“I don’t fuckin want them darlin…I just want you”.

You had stared at him in absolute shock, your hands shaking as he told you his plan.

Become a wife. Use the harem as a shield. Become Negan’s greatest secret.

His one weakness…

His plan was reckless and foolish, if his enemies found out about you he could lose everything. But with so much death and destruction surrounding every soul that had survived this world so far, you found it ridiculous to deny yourself a shot at happiness…

Even if it was brief.

So you became Negan’s wife…his one true wife, the others became your sisters, your shield maidens…the smoke screen in which you and Negan hid your love within.

But life is complicated.

You and Negan’s love burned with an intensity that could set the world on fire, but with that intensity came recklessness and before you knew it…

Looking down at your stomach, you smiled at the memory of telling Negan you were pregnant.

His brow had creased in confusion, his head tilting as if he thought he heard you wrong. You had never been so happy in your life, but at his silence fear set in and you began to panic.

Negan must of seen the happiness drain from your face because he quickly wrapped his arms around you.

“You…we…we’re gonna…?” shaking his head he chuckled “fuck”. His amused curse made you laugh, hugging him tighter you smiled letting the tears run down your face as he let out a pleased hum. His gloved hand running up through your hair, his lips kissing your head gently as he rocked you back and forth.

“We’re gonna be ok sweetheart”

That was seven months ago, Negan had trusted only himself and Simon to procure supplies for your baby’s arrival. Of course the wives knew but they were more than happy for you, Negan had made deals with all of them.

They could have their lives back, but only in secret.

Of course the damage had already been done to Dwight, but after a very long and private conversation with Sherry.

It seemed that maybe, just maybe the wounds could begin to heal.

But it would only be a matter of time before someone noticed the changes happening to your body, no form of camouflage was going to be able to hide the life growing within you anymore.

It didn’t help that your beloved husband seemed to be terrified of being intimate with you once you started showing.

Or maybe you were mistaking fear for disgust….

Maybe you were ruined to him.

The sound of the door opening made you flinch as you turned around to see him closing it slowly behind him, his soft smile making you blush as he made his way to you.

“Hey baby” his soft rumbling purr soothing your troubled mind like a warm bath.

Dropping the stuffed bear back into the crib you slowly reached out to wrap your arms around him “I missed you”.

He purred against your hair as his arms ran up and down your back “hmmm been thinking about you all fucking day sweetheart”. You smiled moving your hands so they could slide up under his shirt, his warm skin making you let out a deep sigh “s’not what I meant”.

Pulling away slightly, he looked down at you in concern “sweetheart I’m here, I haven’t gone anywhere”. You frowned “are…are you afraid of hurting the baby…or…or is it…” you rolled your lips “…me?”

Negan’s face twisted in confusion “I…I don't…”

Letting out a defeated sigh you shook your head as you pulled away from him “we haven’t had sex in months…”

Gesturing around the room you frowned “I miss being with you, I miss us…I miss us just lying in bed together afterwards, your fingertips against my skin. I miss how I feel when we’re together…I-I know it sounds petty an-and selfish but I just…”

You hadn’t noticed you were crying till his hands came up to cup your cheeks, his thumbs brushing the tears away with a deep frown.

“Honey your fucking gorgeous…” sliding his left hand down to rub over your stomach he smiled “…and this, the fact you’re lugging our fucking kid around….” he bit his lip “knowing we made this little guy together…” leaning down, he pulled your lips to his in a passionate but brief kiss.

“…That’s the sexist fucking thing I’ve ever seen…I mean fucking look at you!”

You blushed, dropping your chin so you could lean against his chest once more. His fingers running through your hair gently as he kissed the top of your head.

“Then why won’t you make love to me?”

You could feel him tense up at your question, this whole thing was making you feel ugly and pathetic. Pulling away from him once more, you grimaced as more tears streaked down your heated skin “you’re lying to me…”

Negan shook his head taking a step forward but you quickly retreated “I’m ruined to you…nothing more than a worn out sack carrying your baby”.

“HEY!”

Negan’s loud bark made you flinch, your mouth snapping shut. He looked pissed but his features quickly softened as he took in your now trembling form. Scratching his brow with his thumb, he slowly approached you.

Letting out a shaky breath as his hands slid up your arms, you pressed your head against his chest with a quiet sob.

“Baby…you should fucking know me better than that”.

Lifting your gaze to him you quickly hid your face in his jacket at his heavy gaze “how pathetic is this….” you sniffled “how many wives have to beg their husband to sleep with them”.

His deep growl made you go to pull away again, but his large hands kept you still. “You’re not fucking pathetic, you’re not fucking worn out or fucking used up…you’re absolutely fucking gorgeous sweetheart and I'm…”

Pulling away from you so he could kiss your forehead, he looked at you in remorse as his hand cupped your cheek “I’m so fucking sorry baby, I’m so sorry I made you fucking feel this way…”

Placing your hand over his, you squeezed his fingers like you were scared he’d leave. You knew it was probably the hormones talking, but you had never felt so vulnerable in your life. You weren’t the kind of girl to cry easy, or doubt yourself but it felt good to know he still found you beautiful.

Reaching up to cup his face, you slowly pulled him to your lips in a heated kiss. You needed him more than life itself, you needed to feel safe, to be wrapped up in his arms…

To feel wanted.

Negan was panting heavily as his lips slid against your throat, his large hands dragging down your body before caressing your hips. You gasped gripping the leather on his sides as his beard scratched against you pleasantly, his stomach was rubbing against your baby bump in a soothing motion as he leaned over you.

You were pressed against the crib, your back arched slightly as he continued to mouth at the side of your neck. Raking your hands up his back you let out a loud almost desperate moan as you slid your right leg up and down his thigh.

Grunting breathlessly against your shoulder, his hands slid up your spine as he sealed his lips over yours. Biting against your skin before dragging his teeth over your heated flesh, he groaned as your hands dropped to his belt.

Growling in frustration as his hands moved to cease your movements, you writhed against him “Negan please…don’t make me beg….”

His soft chuckle made you smile before it quickly slipped into a frown as he pulled away from you, leaning your elbows on the cribs edge you let out a deep sigh “what are you doing?”

He smirked as he slid his jacket from his shoulders “I’m gonna give you what you need baby”. Breathing heavily as he approached you, your breath hitched as he dropped to his knees. His hands slowly dragging your dress up your thighs as he sucked against your skin, his lips parting slightly as he slid them up to the apex of your thighs.

Rolling your eyes back in pleasure as his tongue delved deep into your moist lips, you fisted his hair with a light moan. Letting him continue to give you pleasure for a moment, you soon shook your head giving his hair a light tug “ahhh…Negan…I-I want us to find pleasure together…please”.

Pulling his mouth from you with a deep purr he looked up at you with a smirk “thought you liked my fucking mouth on ya?”

You frowned closing your eyes, dropping your hand from his hair with a slight nod.

Negan sighed, pressing a loving kiss to your rounded belly “baby I’m sorry…it’s just…”

Looking down at him you smiled softly before using his shoulder to help you to your knees, your eyes meeting his in a longing gaze. “Your not gonna hurt him” you whisper running your hands through his hair “your not gonna hurt me…I promise”.

He was breathing heavily as his nose rubbed up against yours, his eyes heavy as his large hands gripped the sides of your flowing dress. “Y-you’ll tell me if I get too fuckin rough right?” his eyes pleaded for you to understand his fear, Negan was a rough man by nature. The thought of hurting something so small and fragile shook him to the core, you and the baby were his life.

If he hurt either of you, he’d never forgive himself.

Cupping his face you kissed him with deep and slow movements, his hands sliding down to squeeze your ass. Pulling back with a gasp your eyes lit up as he smiled fisting your dress at your hips.

The look in his eyes made something in you snap, moving his hands you quickly shucked the silky black fabric from your body. His eyes widening as he panted in front of you, grabbing his face you met him in a feverish kiss. His deep growls sending goosebumps up your spine as you clawed at his shirt.

Working your fingers into the fabric he grunted as you yanked on it, tearing the thin cloth down his spine before tossing it away. Running your hands down his hot skin, you roll your eyes back in pleasure as he groaned against your neck.

Sitting up higher on his knees, Negan cradled your head against him as you began sucking and biting at his chest. Your fingers fumbling with his belt as he fisted your hair with a grimace, his mouth dropping open as your lips sealed around his nipple sucking harshly.

Hearing his belt buckle knock against the hardwood floor had you gasping in anticipation as he yanked your head from his chest, his mouth sealing over your pulse point as he pushed himself against you.

Moaning incoherently you practically tore his button open yanking down his zipper as he bit your neck, wincing you flung your hands into his graying hair. Pulling desperately at the strands rolling your hips, your swollen belly denying you his touch making you whimper.

His deep chuckle had you smiling, the warm feeling of his body pressed against yours making you let out a blissful moan. His hands ran down your heated flesh to caress your stomach, your eyes falling shut as he kissed your breasts tenderly.

Gasping as he took your nipple into his mouth sucking gently, you cried out in pleasure fisting his hair as he moved to the other all the while still moving his hands over your stomach lovingly. You were so overstimulated at this point your whole body was trembling, Negan grunted as your right hand moved to drag him from his confines. His leaking erection sliding against your swollen stomach as he claimed your lips in a smoldering kiss, his heavy groans making you moan as he slid his fingers along your clit.

Whimpering in need you grabbed his arm as he got to his feet helping you off the floor, a loud surprised squeak left your mouth as he picked you up bridal style. Your arms wrapping around his neck as he made his way to the bed plopping you down on the covers with a heavy purr.

Swinging your legs off the edge you grabbed his pants tugging them down his hips with a wide smile as he urged you onto your back, kicking his pants off along with his boots and socks.

“Fuck your so fucking gorgeous”

You giggled blushing like a virgin bride as he ran his calloused hands up the back of your thighs lifting them up, his lips running down your calf as he rested your legs on his shoulders cupping your stomach.

Arching your back you gasped fisting the sheets as he finally entered your neglected core, his pained groan revealing just how much his absence had been torturing him as well. Rolling his hips against your thighs gently, he rolled his head back with a soft moan.

Writhing against the sheets your moans came out in desperate pants, Negan’s face twisted in pleasure as his fingers twitched against your stomach.

“Ahhhh fuck Negan, h-harder”

His movements ceased completely making you groan fisting your hair, squeezing your eyes shut as his heavy breathing echoed above you.

Looking up at him you shook your head “baby I’m fine, the baby’s fine…p-please…” Rolling your hips against him you whined “please”.

Moving his hands so he could spread your thighs further apart he groaned as he leaned over you, his stomach pressing against yours as your fingertips caressed his hair. “Y-yes…yes…oh god fuck yes” your breathy moans were driving him crazy as he gripped your thighs snapping his hips against you.

Gritting his teeth he growled as you pulled against his soft hair, your mouth was hanging open as he continued to grunt with each heavy thrust. “Oh my god…fuuuck…fuckin hell baby” you let out a breathy laugh at his loud pleasure filled ramblings.

Coating your chest in open mouthed kisses he groaned cupping the side of your tight stomach as you started to clench around him, your chest heaving as you cried out in pleasure. Negan was grunting and groaning in desperation as your hands gripped his hair, his cock ramming into your greedy folds with loud smacks.

“Sh-shit baby got another one for me?”

You nodded panting heavily as he rubbed his sweat slicked face against your stomach kissing it softly, grimacing at the flood of pleasure you let out a choked moan as he pulled himself from your pulsing heat before slamming back inside you.

Hissing through your grit teeth you clawed at his shoulders as he gave two more powerful thrusts before letting out a deep wailing grown, his hands raking up your stomach as his whole body tensed.

Your second orgasm flooded around him as your legs shook against his sweaty arms, closing his eyes as he let out tired grunts slowly releasing his hold on you. Your legs dropping to the floor with a pleased hum as he rested against you gently, his stomach clenching against yours as he caressed your slick skin.

Pulling his face to yours in a sloppy kiss you giggled as he jerked away from you, his eyes wide as a fluttering of kicks pressed against your stomach. His lips pulling back in a wide smile as he ran his hands over your sweaty stomach. Your unborn child’s tiny feet pressing against his hands as he chuckled “now look who the hell we woke up”.

You smiled biting your lip as he leaned down to kiss the rippling flesh, his eyes lifting to meet yours as he smiled.

“Your fucking perfect baby”

Caressing his face as he rested his chin against your stomach, you smiled as he closed his eyes rubbing your swollen stomach with a happy purr as your child continued to move around beneath him.

“I love you so much”

He chuckled “I love you more…both of you”. You both laughed as he shifted so he was lying next to you “sorry I fuckin made you think I didn’t fuckin want you anymore”. You rolled your lips as he rested his head against your chest “just talk to me next time ok?”

He nodded “I’m just so fuckin scared” you kissed his head “me too, but we’ll be fine baby as long as we’re together”.

“Together forever baby” he purred wrapping his arm around your belly as you both closed your eyes.

When he was with you it felt like you could take on the world.

“Together forever!”

[bmongmong]

Chapter 9 - No words

Blue pill or red pill - Jungkook

Description: You're a young girl, who's a little bit introverted and afraid to be under everybody's eyes. You only have your best friend, but it's ok for you. You don't want to be popular and believe in minimal things. One day you meet a guy. Or two?

Jungkook x Reader

The imagines I used are not mine Credit to the owners

Y/n pov

After a bit we arrived to our destination. As we get off of the subway I feel Jungkook holding my hand. I smile and blush, but I want to show him that I care about our "relationship". So I naturally intertwined our fingers. He looks a bit surprised by my actions and whispers:

"You're so cute"

Uffff why am I always the one that blushes really hard? He's too good at this, even though he didn't date many girls. I feel really great with him, I feel safe.

As we go up the stairs, I see the sea from far away. Oh my god. A date. At the beach. Watching the sunset together. I think I can die in piece after that.

"I know it's early now, but we can wait for the sunset and go and dip our feet in the sea" Jungkook proposes. I'm really excited, as we reach the beach I quickly let go of is hand and start running.

"Try and catch me if you can!" I shout at him. But I'm dumb. I'm wearing high heels and I'm running on the sand.

I hear his laugh getting closer and closer until he reaches me and takes me in his arms, carrying me bridal stile.

"I won" he says with a cocky smile "I need a prize"

"Ummh, do you deserve it?" I say, still in his arms. He just nods trying to hold back his smile, but obviously fails. "Ok I'll give it to you"

"Yesss! Finally-"

"Later" I cut him off. I see him disappointed a bit, but I want to play a little. Also I want to find the perfect moment. "Come on! Let's dip our feet in the sea!" I say getting off of him and removing my heals.

"Ok princess" he whispers, but I could hear what he said. That made me blush very hard. I actually liked that.

As we dip our feet together, we start screaming and laughing. We ran and jumped for a bit, then he takes my hand and I rest my head on his chest as we keep laughing. It's a bit difficult to stand still, since I can feel my feet sinking down the sand. To prevent me from falling, he hugs me tight, holding my head with one hand and caressing my back with the other one.

"This is perfect" I whisper, so that he can't hear me.

"What did you say?" I can feel his heart beating so fast.

"Nothing" I say with a childish tone. He starts tickling me and now we're back to laughing out loud. We look like an actual couple. Except that we're not. I really wish things between him and me would be like this for forever.

About an hour has passed and now it's 7.30 PM.

"Let's go and eat dinner" Jungkook proposes as he puts on his shoes, after his feet were fully dried.

"Yessss, let's go!" I say "I'm really hungry right now!"

We're now at the restaurant, eating our food.

"You were really hungry y/n!" Jungkook says smiling like crazy, as he sees my already empty plate. Then he cuts a bit of his steak and stick it to his fork. "Here, say ahhh" he says bringing the fork close to my mouth.

"It's embarrassing..." I say blushing and checking around us if someone was looking.

"You still have to give me my prize" he says knowing that he was right. I give in and open my mouth. "Aaaaammmmmm" he says as he puts the piece of meat inside my mouth. "You're so cute y/n" he states as he looks at me chewing the piece of meat.

He gave me a pretty big piece and now my cheeks are full. I probably look stupid. But he seems to enjoy this, so it's ok.

After he finished, he asks the waiter for the bill and eventually he received it.

"How much is it?" I ask him "Should we pay half and half?"

He hides the bill inside his pocket and gives the waiter banknotes.

"Thank you so much" he says to the staff man as he goes away.

"Jungkook!! I wanted to pay too! You've already paid for the subway ticket and now you're also paying for the dinner" I say pouting.

"Y/n seriously. Stop it. I'm the man, I pay" he says smiling.

"But also women should pay..." say looking at the table. I feel a little bit guilty. He does so much for me, and the only thing I did to him was to hurt him.

"Ehi princess" he says patting my hair "Please don't be sad, I really want to pay"

After that we go out of the restaurant and decided to go to the beach again. As we get close enough the sea we decide to sit on he ground. But before doing that, Jungkook takes off his jacket and put it on the sand and gestures me to sit on it. I nod and smile. He's really kind and heartwarming.

While we admired the beautiful sunset, we started talking about random stuff, from school to my parents. We were laughing and smiling like crazy. I felt so happy, I really couldn't stop smiling. I felt the excitement running through my body.

It's very dark now so we decide to turn on our phones' flashlights.

"Oh I have a surprise!" I say searching for something in my purse.

"What is it?" Jungkook says laughing a bit.

"Ta-daaaa! Soap bubbles!" I say as I open the lid and making some bubbles.

"Wow it look so pretty" he says as he pops a bubble. "Like you" I choke a little, inhaling some soap, due to the surprise. I mean, he's been complimenting me all day, but I didn't expect it right now.

As we make some more bubbles, I look at Jungkook and suddenly feel something hitting my heart really hard.

It doesn't hurt, but it makes me cry without realizing.

"Y/n why are you crying?" Jungkook says worried "What happened?" he says rubbing my tears away with his thumb. I don't really pay attention to his question. I'm mesmerized by his self being. He's really perfect, in everything. I think I just fell in love.

"Y/n answer me! What's wrong?"

"O-Oh, sorry, I think some bubbles went into my eyes" I find an excuse. He seems to believe it, since he sighted in relief. Then he got back to making some more bubbles.

"Jungkook" I say. It's not like I'm the one who said it. It's more like my mouth spoke by itself.

"Yes?" he says without looking at me. He's too busy making bubbles.

"Do you want your prize?" I ask.

"What do you mean y/n? You already gave me the prize. When you let me feed you the piece of steak. I didn't win any other game" he says confused and now looking at me.

"You're right. You didn't win any other game. You won over my heart" and without thinking about it twice, I connect our lips. He seems shocked at first, but after a couple of seconds I feel his right hand on my left cheek.

Then we pull away and look at each other. But I want more.

I close again the space between us and give him a long kiss. I can feel him whining a bit and his tongue brushing against my lips, asking for entrance. I open my mouth, letting his wet tongue invading it.

Our tongues are now moving in sink at a slow pace. It's a very romantic kiss.

But things get heated pretty soon. I feel both of his hands on my waist and suddenly he lifts me up, making me sit on his lap, with his hips in between my thighs.

I fasten the pace of the kiss and I hear him groaning, as I deepen the kiss even more. His hands are now resting on my lower back, pressing my body against his, while I move my hips to the rhythm of the kiss.

I can hear him mumbling something in between the kiss.

"Y/n...you make me go crazy"

I go rougher on the kiss to make him stop talking. Not that I don't like it when he says these kind of things, but now I need him.

My hands trail from the back of is neck to his pumped chest. I press the right one against his left pectoral and I feel his heartbeat going crazy.

I feel him pulling away, but before he could do that, I bite his lower lip, making him moan.

"That's exactly how I imagined it, since the beginning" he says breathing hard and running out of breath.

We're both breathing hard and trying to calm down. He cups my cheeks with his hands and presses our foreheads together. We lock eyes together and just stare at each other. Before standing up, he presses our lips together one more time and kisses me passionately.

"It's time to go" I say smiling through the kiss. I hear him whining, but he keeps going. His hands are now all over my body and I feel like I can't contain my little moans. I slightly push him away and say:

"Jungkook, we're going to be late" and I stand up putting on my shoes. I see him leaning his body a little bit backwards and looking down.

"What's wrong Jungkook?" I ask a bit concerned. But then I notice where he's exactly looking. I can see something pocking through his white jeans. I widen my eyes and blush really hard. I turn around, giving him time and privacy to fix himself. I didn't think it was that easy.

I can hear him standing up and putting on his jacket and, still facing the other way, I say shyly:

"Let's go"

But I feel some arms around my belly.

"I'm sorry y/n" he says, but I can feel him smiling a bit "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable"

"Don't worry Jungkook. I-I'm also sorry, I didn't want to do....that" I say covering my face due to embarrassment.

After that we eventually got to the subway and after a bit, we arrived at our hometown. Now we're walking towards home on the dark and empty road. He insisted to get me home first, like always.

We're almost here, but before heading towards the entrance, he pulls me into a hug.

"I really hope you had fun today" he says caressing my upper back. I nod at his statement and hug him back.

"Can I have...." I whisper.

"Can you have...what?" he says confused. I don't answer and just hide my face in his chest. I'm too shy to say this out loud.

"Perhaps you want this" he says taking my face with his hands and lifting it up, so that now I'm looking at him. Before moving, he gives me a reassuring smile and then connects our lips together. This time, I'm the one who asks for entrance. As I brush my tongue against his lips I hear him chuckling a bit and eventually giving up, making his tongue meeting mine. As we deepen the kiss, we hear someone talking:

"Wow, so you guys are a couple uh?"

We quickly pull away and turn around to meet the person who just talked. I can't believe my eyes. Jungwook. What is he doing here, outside my house?

"W-What are you doing here?" Jungkook asks his brother.

"I could ask you the same, little brother" he has an evil smirk. Then his attention drafts to me. His gaze makes me remember all the things that happened between us and with that, my anxiety comes back and hits my body.

"I came here for a reason" the evil one says "You know that I love you, right?" he says looking at his brother, who's now crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. "I want to tell you the truth, because I don't want you to suffer anymore" and with that I feel like the world fell on top of me. I feel my legs shaking.

"What do you mean?" Jungkook says confused "Now I've finally found my happiness" he says referring to me.

"And I'm glad about that" his brother says smiling "But I want to tell you that, your happiness is just an illusion" he says pointing at me. Jungkook looks at me confused, but he changes expression as soon as he sees mine. All my facial muscles are clenched and my mouth trembles.

"Y/n. Is everything ok?" he says a bit worried. I don't answer and just look at Jungwook, who's now approaching us. He puts his hands on both of mine and Jungkook's shoulder and says:

"Did she tell you?" he locks eyes with his brother and I start to feel a bit dizzy. Jungkook shakes his head in response, not knowing what to expect.

"I guess I'm the one that has to tell you" Jungwook says glancing at me for a second and focusing on his bother right after. "One day I was at a café with Jimin and we coincidentally met Rosé and Y/n"

I feel my eyes wet as I remember about that day. All my emotion gathering up at my brain, giving me total confusion.

"Jimin and Rosé had to talk about something" the long haired guy continues "and left me and y/n alone. We talked for a bit, bickering a little. You know, she's a hot head. But then...I find her lips on mine"

I see Jungkook's face dropping and finally I feel a tear leaving my eyes.

"What? That's not true!" I say interrupting him "you kissed me!" I try to defend myself.

"It's that true y/n?" the poor guy asks me with tears in his eyes. I stay silent and Jungwook answers for me.

"Of course it's true, but she didn't want to tell you. I guess she thought you wouldn't believe her"

"Why....Why y/n?" Jungkook says stuttering a bit. He's not mad or sad. He's disappointed. His facial expression is killing me inside. I feel the guiltiness and the pain building up as the conversation goes on.

I know that's not how things went, but no words come out of my mouth.

"Oh and also Friday night, at Jimin's birthday." Jungwook continues grinning a bit. "She was staring at my body as I danced to the rhythm of the music. Her gaze didn't leave me for a second!" he says in disbelief, but he's faking it.

"Stop it..." I say at a low voice.

"Then she approached me" he says smirking.

"Stop it..." I repeat as he goes on.

"And she pressed her back against my body" he says now looking at Jungkook. I keep telling him to stop at a low voice, but he doesn't want to listen to me.

"Then I started kissing her neck and she even pressed my head deeper, in order to make her feel more pleasure"

"Please stop it..." I say sobbing silently.

"She didn't push me away" Jungwook continues. From his tone, it seems like he's the right one "I guess she really liked my dick rubbing against her ass-"

I slap him really hard on the face. He's looking at me smirking, as he cups his cheek with one hand. Jungkook is looking at the ground. None of us is saying a word. Until:

"Y/n... if you'd told me, I would have believed you. After all of this time. After today. After all of our hugs" Jungkook says as I start crying harder "After our kisses...I don't think I can believe you now"

With that I feel like someone hit my heart with a hammer. I felt a shot and then nothing for about two or three seconds. But right after it felt like hell.

I know it didn't go this way, but all that leave my mouth are only hums and stutters. I forgot how to speak. I reach out for his hand, but he quickly puts it in his pocket.

He looks at me, one more time. Shakes his head with his teary eyes. And leaves right after. I feel my legs shaking even more, till I can't stand and fall on the ground. Then Jungwook lowers his body at my level and says:

"I told you I wanted to do something fun" his smirk doesn't leave his mouth.

I see him walking away too, leaving me out of my house, still on the ground. I stay like this for a bout 5 minutes processing what just happened.

Rosé's pov

It's very late now, but for some reason I can't sleep. I'm still waiting for y/n to tell me about her day, when I hear a knock on my door. I quickly go towards the entrance, hoping that my parents won't wake up. I slowly open and...

Y/n is standing there, with her make-up all over her face and really red eyes. She doesn't say a word. I look around to see if my parents were somewhere near us and when I see no one, I quickly grab her wrist and drag her to my room.

She doesn't say a word. As she sits on my bed, I look for a pajamas to give her and after finding one, I ask her:

"Did you warned you parents that you're not going home?" she just shakes her head. I look for her phone in her purse and quickly send a text message to her mum, pretending I was y/n.

After she changed and I helped her taking off her ruined make-up, I make her sit on the bed again and ask her to tell me everything.

"Jungwook....that bastard" I say in between my teeth "I swear tomorrow I'll break his legs-"

"No Rosé" she interrupts me "He's right. It's my fault" it looks like she's hiding her emotion. I want her to open up and take out all the pain. At least for tonight.

"That's not true y/n. We all know how things really went. It was him all along." She knows I'm right, but I don't know why, she keeps blaming it all on herself.

I take her hands and look at the ground. The I finally hear her start sobbing hard.

"I know it's not my fault" she says showing me a really painful expression "But if only I told him..."

Maybe that's right. If she told him about the kiss, I think things would have been ok by now. Jungkook is not that type of guy who just gets mad and throw stuff. He would have listened to her and also believed her. But we can't turn back in time.

After crying for half an hour, she fell asleep and so did I. Now it's really early in the morning and me and y/n are heading out of my house before my parents could wake up. As we pass by her house she says:

"Today I feel like I don't want to go to school"

It's the first time she stays home from school. I guess this episode is really too much to handle for her. I nod and see her getting inside her house. I don't think she'll tell the truth to her parents. Maybe she'll just say that she feels a bit sick.

Now it's my turn.

I'm walking as fast as I can to school and once I entre my classroom, I surprisingly find only Jungwook and Jimin.

"You asshole" I say as I walk fast towards the long haired guy and punch him in the face. I feel Jimin's harms around my body and pulling my up so that now my feet are not touching the ground.

"Rosé, calm down!" my boyfriend says to me "What happened?"

"This bastard deserves a lesson" I say looking angrily at Jungwook, who's now smirking like crazy.

"So" he says "I guess your friend already told you everything" he's really cocky and bossy. I suddenly spit on his face, earning an evil laugh from him.

"Rosé!" Jimin calls my name "Stop it! Can you tell me what happened?"

"This son of a bitch ruined the relationship between y/n and Jungkook. He told his brother bullshits. We all know that's not how things went" I'm really angry and I think it shows. If Jimin lets go of me, I think I'll really beat Jungwook up.

"You told you brother about the kiss?" Jimin asks the evil guy.

"Not only that. I also told him about how me and y/n danced together, grinding at each other's body"

With that, I break free from Jimin's hold and push Jungkook against the wall. I was about to punch him again when I heard someone behind me talking.

"Stop this" it's Jungkook.

"Jungkook!" I shout turning to him "You know that's not how it really went! He told you the wrong version of the story! If you only listen to y/n, I'm sure everything will be alr-"

"Stop it. I've heard enough from everyone of you" he says. He's not mad. Not sad. I can't describe his state. He looks emotionless, but at the same time very hurt. I'd never expect our group to end up like this.

No words.