#please drop them in my askbox

[inphront]

google is not cutting it tonight lads i need a three hour discussion with my rabbi and to be assigned homework immediately

[brandonlees]

That’s why we’re here, isn’t it? to love, and be loved.

THE BOY, THE MOLE, THE FOX AND THE HORSE. (2022), dir. Charlie Mackesy & Peter Baynton    

[miramisaki]

58(???) days until Charlie...

[pfhwrittes]

sticking this here as a reminder to myself before i go to sleep to

a) go on the desktop site to create some kind of masterlist/more coherent structure for my blog because we know the search function is rubbish

b) come up with a tag for ftm!reader that isn’t just… ftm!reader

c) search out some more ftm!reader stuff in the cod fandom to read and reblog

d) update my intro post to something less basic

[sonicenvy]

Rating Every Lotion I've tried so far from Trader Joe's

As a backstory to this post, I love Trader Joe's, despite its bougie, expensive nature. They have a lot of random fun products, and a few food goods that are for bizarre and inexplicable reasons the cheapest price around despite being sold by a mini bougie grocery store. (noodles at 99¢ for a 1lb bag comes to mind.) There's one near the library I work at, so I go there a lot after work. Their produce kinda sucks, so I usually go to a different grocers which is closer to my house for that. They do have theee best snacks and desserts however, (also box mac and cheese from TJ's is 👌) so I go there for that stuff. They also have an impressively large collection of soaps, lotions, shampoos, conditioners, etc. for a grocery store. I liked the first lotion that I bought there, so something possessed me to go, hmm let me try aaaaallll the TJ's lotions to find the BEST TJ's lotion. I have skin (especially on my hands) that is drier than the Sahara. (it's all the pottery). Note that this is not a TJ's ad, as I am in no way you know, sponsored by literally anyone. Without further ado:

The first lotion I tried ever from them was their "Ultra Moisturizing Hand Cream" This seems to be a product they always have in stock, so it must be a staple product for them. idk.

Texture: Thick, creamy, medium greasy. You don't need a lot of this lotion when you use it. For your hands you probably need like, a bit the size of a small pea. I find it to be fairly pleasant, as long as you don't use too much of it at once. I give this an 8/10, docked only for the slightly greasy factor when too much is used.

Scent: This lotion is unscented, which is nice for all of us with sensitive skin. 10/10 love unscented lotions, because I don't have to worry about whether the scent is going to disagree with my skin.

Container: This lotion comes in a metal tube that looks exactly like those tubes that acrylic or oil paints (and fancy water color paints) are sold in at art supply dealers. It's a charming aesthetic and makes it easy to throw in your bag on the go, which is what I typically use it for when I buy this. It has a plastic screw-on top. The container is sold in the store in a cardboard box, which feels a little unnecessary from a materials use POV, but makes sense from a "This makes it easier to display on store shelves" POV. The flaws to this design are: the plastic screw on top can crack, making it difficult to put on or take off, and when the lotion gets low in the tube, the metal of the tube becomes quite hard and difficult to squeeze with your hands alone. This makes the end of the lotion difficult to get out of the tube. I haven't tried cutting it open, since I like my scissors and my box knife a little too much to sacrifice to that experiment. I am also fairly certain that this container is not recyclable. This is probably the worst part of this lotion. 4/10.

Moisturizing efficacy: When the right amount is used, this is very effectively moisturizing lotion. Not perfect, and it takes a few tries to get the right quantity, but I liked it a lot 10/10t

Overall Rating: 7.5/10. The major downside to this lotion is its aesthetically charming, but difficult to use packaging. It gets major plusses for being unscented, thick, creamy, and very moisturizing.

The next lotion is the "Nourish Antioxidant Facial Moisturizer". A thing that sucks about TJ's is that sometimes they pull a product from shelves and it doesn't return for like, months. I assume this is because their stores are small, and they want to make room for limited seasonal products (which they have in spades for every season). This lotion seems to be currently off the shelf, which is a shame because I actually really like this one.

Texture: Thin, medium grease, mildly watery, but like, in a good way that makes it easy to spread quickly. No complaints about texture here. Big fan. 10/10

Scent: This is also an unscented lotion, which all facial lotions should be imho. 10/10 for that.

Container: This lotion comes in a small plastic pump container. This is great for at-home use, but bad for on the go, but honestly I'm not taking it anywhere, so I don't mind. The pump pushes out just the right amount to cover your face with a single pump, which is great. I haven't gotten to the bottom of this one yet, so I can't say how it will do at the end, but for now, it seems to be chugging along great, and isn't getting jammed. Also probably not recyclable. 8/10.

Moisturizing Efficacy: The single pump is enough to cover my whole face, plus leave behind a tiny bit to moisturize my hands with. Because it is a little bit thinner (but not, like watery) my skin seems to absorb it pretty quickly, and is nice and soft after use. It pairs nicely with my cerave face wash and my super goop unseen sunscreen (which I literally cannot recommend enough -- absolutely worth the high price). 10/10, no complaints, would buy again (if they still carried it that is...😥)

Overall Rating: 9/10. Outside of my general distaste for pump containers, because I think they're somewhat wasteful, I love this lotion and am very sad that it seems to have disappeared from the shelves of my local TJ's. Maybe it will come back in the spring???

Next up the "Coconut Body Butter" This one's a year round product that they seem to always have on shelf:

Texture: This one's nice, thick, smooth and creamy, also medium greasy. It's pleasant to use for that. However, my tub had a few weird solid/gummy chunks in it, that I was not a fan of. I think they were, like, hardened chunks of the lotion that came from the lid as I used it? They weren't there when I first bought it. 6/10

Scent: Fairly strong, but definitely pleasant coconut oil scent that lingers. Fortunately it didn't seem to aggravate my skin which is a plus. I personally find the scent pleasant, but if you aren't a coconut person it's probably deeply unpleasant, as it lingers after use and you can smell it on someone else who has used it from a couple of feet away (ie: across the dinner table.) 7/10.

Container: This lotion comes in a classic round lotion tub. The tub is made of unusually thick, clear plastic and has a screw off lid. The lid was sealed off with a bit of "sealed for freshness" type plastic, presumably to prevent people from opening it in the store. When it was completely full on the store shelf, I almost mistook the thick, clear plastic for glass because of its weight. But there's something, uh, funny about the lid! You're actually not supposed to open the lotion by screwing off the lid! Instead it has a flap life in the lid that you're supposed to use. I find that those things are typically fragile, annoying to use and prone to breaking at the joint, so I just forgo using it like that entirely and unscrew the lid instead. Round lotion tubs are nice because you can get every last bit of the lotion you paid for out of them, and you can clean them out to recycle them or re-use them for something else. Nifty. 7/10 for the confusing lid.

Moisturizing Efficacy: This stuff leaves my skin fairly soft after a use, if a little greasy. I can tell that my skin is absorbing it because when I had to wash my hands with soap and water not long after an application, the scent and some of the smoothness remained. I think some of it was certainly washed off, because my hands were no longer greasy. It's not as effective on my hands as the hand cream, but it's pretty good. 7.5/10

Overall Rating: 7.5/10. Docked mostly because the scent is pretty strong and the container is weird and confusing. Overall decent product however.

Up next, the "Firming Body Butter + bright clementine scent". This also seems to be a limited lotion (maybe a summer/early fall product?), as they don't have it in my store now that it is December.

Texture: This stuff is thick, creamy and pleasant to rub around on your hands. It is probably the greasiest of the TJ's lotions that I've tried, and it takes a while to absorb into your skin. If you get this stuff on your clothes, you might get a light grease stain which I'm not a huge fan of. 7.5/10.

Scent: As the tube notes, this lotion has "a bright clementine scent". I love citrus-y scents, which was why I picked this one up in the first place. The scent is very strong, much stronger than the coconut one. However, I am a huge fan of the scent! Every time I wear this around my mom, she's always like "What is that scent?" but like in a good way, and I have to tell her it's lotion, after which she always seems to ask if she can borrow some lol. 8/10 despite the strong scent because, uh, I like the smell. I don't wear perfume, so using this lotion's probably the closest I'll get to perfume lol.

Container: This comes in a pretty classic, soft plastic squeeze tube. It's matte and soft to the touch, with a cute, bright color. It's easy to use, and will probably be very easy to cut open to get the stubborn end of it out when you can no longer squeeze it. The light color matte tube does stain easily if you carry it around, so it looks a little janky after a while lol. It is also definitely not recyclable, which is not unusual for every beauty product ever. 8/10

Moisturizing Efficacy: The skin of my hands is pretty smooth and soft after use, but very greasy for quite some time as it takes a while to soak all the way in. Because it sits on top of your skin for a while, if you have to wash your hands off very soon after applying this stuff, you'll probably be washing some of it away. Otherwise quite nice. Between the strong scent and the longer lasting greasiness I'm definitely not about to put this stuff on my face, but it's great for my hands after the studio. 7/10

Overall Rating: 7.5/10 Plusses include pleasant scent, nice texture, easy to use container and decently moisturizing efficacy. Minuses include a little greasier than I'd like, takes a long time to soak in and the scent is particularly strong. Overall decent hand lotion though.

For today's final lotion review, we have the Trader Joe's "Fragrance-Free Body Butter" I've only just bought this one, so I don't have the full experience. I guess It seems to be a new addition to their line up, because they were handing out samples of it in the store when I was there the other day.:

Texture: creamy, soft, moderate thickness, somewhat more watery, medium grease. It almost feels like meringue and overly thick whipped cream had a baby. 9/10

Scent: As the name suggests, this is unscented lotion, which I like! 10/10

Container: Classic round plastic lotion tub with screw top lid. It's the same size as the coconut body butter, but made from a thinner plastic. It also does not have the weird, confusing lid of the coconut lotion. Maybe someone at TJ's design realised that that was a bad design choice and corrected it for this new lotion? Either way, this is probably the best lotion container style. You get to use all the lotion you paid for (easily) and can wash it out and re-use it or recycle it. I've re-used lotion tubs like this one to keep bar soap in when I travel since the lids are nice and tight. 10/10

Moisturizing Efficacy: Pretty moisturizing, if somewhat greasy. Definitely faster absorption than the clementine or the coconut lotion. Good to use all over since it's unscented. Not perfect, but hey, nothing's perfect. 9/10

Overall Rating: 9/10. I think I've found my new favorite TJ's lotion (That's not the facial lotion. This one has the benefit of, like, still being in the store lol).

That's all (for now) folks! Stay tuned as I try even more TJ's lotions. There are like 6 more on shelf that I've seen and not tried. At least. I think there might even be some fun mini scented ones in gift packages. I'm always trying out new lotions, because, again, my skin is drier than the Sahara. This is a combination of the universe going "fuck you" to me and gifting me dry ass shit skin, doing pottery, which makes your hands even drier and living somewhere where it gets cold as shit (and consequentially dry as shit) for like a solid 1/3 of the year.

[goth-automaton]

Shit's fucked and I have classes till late today. Nice start of the term, goddammit.

[blueparadis]

❝ POSITIONS ❞ + (hyoma chigiri, bachira meguru, isagi yochi, nagi seishiro, reo mikage,kunigami rensuke)

+. CWs —» f! reader, power play, s/d dynamics, s/m themes, oral acts, orgasm denial, overstimulation, sensory deprivation, mention of multiple rounds, various explicit sex positions (mentioned seperately) , marking, (un)protected.

+. PRECIS —» like the title says, just some headcanons about positions bllk boys are into.

+. NOTES —» as much as I'm excited to see chigiri shine like a princess I'm so hooked to see reo and nagi ♡ If you notice the favoritism, please exploit it, drop thirsts in my askbox <3 ; you can browse my other works via NAVIGATION LINKS :>

HYOMA CHIGIRI + ꒰ lotus position ꒱

CHIGIRI insists that you should face him, look at him while he pushes his cock inside you after eating you out for hours, fingering you to spread your walls so that when he finally has you on his lap with his cock buried deep inside you, all he would do is to watch you bob on him while he kisses every inch of your skin, your cleavage, boobs and those pebbled nipples. He loves how after finger-fucking you all he has to do is sit while you would bob on him like an animal. Sometimes he loves the view of your body, so he just lazily leans against the headboard occasionally rubbing your clit with a hint of smirk on his face. But all you can do is to fuck yourself on his cock, your arms desperately touching yourself hoping he would touch you too. It is addictive, just like he said it would be. But when your energy is wearing thin, thigh muscles aching ,he would definitely take the lead and help you out — that's what he was waiting for: for you ask for it, to beg him, that you still want him even if your senses can't particularly keep up.

BACHIRA MEGURU + ꒰ doggy style ꒱

BACHIRA is terretorial. He sure likes to top you, holding you in his arms as he fucks you until you are just a mumbling mess but he can't get enough of your ass, especially when you're all on your four, head bowed down on the pillow and your grip on the edge of bed, growing stronger with every thrust he makes. He always likes to take you from back, be it up against the wall or on bed. He loves how are always so needy and ready even if he regularly takes his time fucking you, filling you. Sometimes when he is fucking you, his fat cock going all the way in your pussy, chest heaving frantically as he feels his cock twitch inside your pussy, he stops thrusting craving to enjoy the approaching high for a little while, watching you close your eyes but a sharp slap lands on your ass cheeks sending shivers all over your body ; just when he is going to cum inside you, he jocks down biting your neckline letting you relish in your euphoric high while fondling your boobs, squeezing them hard enough to leave marks.

ISAGI YOCHI + ꒰ Leaned-Back Reverse Cowgirl ꒱

ISAGI loves it, the idea of taking you from the back so that you can watch yourself in the mirror, every pain and pleasurable contour he pulls out of you so that you can see for yourself how hot and beautiful you look when he is plunging deep inside you. With you being seated on his lap, having his cock inside you, your hands clutched back at the valley of your waist under his strong grip as he commands you to fuck him. And when you are being bratty, not cooperating with his thrusts and strokes he holds your wrists with one of his hands and the other mercilessly rubs your bud till his fingers are soaking wet with his cock buried inside you. He loves it when you fully arch having your nape pressed to his shoulders so that he can enjoy your moans as much as possible and drowning in kisses whenever his thrusts get a bit sloppy, in fact, he prefers it that way when he presses your mouth for that extra hard thrust as he whispers how much he missed you, his baby-girl, his cocksleeve and what not.

NAGI SEISHIRO + ꒰ lotus position & missionary position ꒱

At first, it starts with you being on top of NAGI, having his cock sheathed in you. It doesn't matter if you're cockwarming him or hungrily grinding on his cock he won't bother much. It is always you who has to do all the work abiding by his needs. His arms curl around your waist, caressing your back as you cockwarm him. His lips leave dry lip kisses all over your body not stopping until he hears your pretty moans, those needy moans that make him want to tease you all the more. And when you are a little loud, he uses his tongue, licking from your navel up to your cleavage yet not sucking your nipples. But the way your soft moans escape your mouth, your hands roam all over your body playing with your boobs and nipples as if you are masturbating alone in your room makes him snap in a flickering moment. And it doesn't take much time for him to have you under him with your legs curled around his waist as he jams into you.

REO MIKAGE + ꒰ G-whiz ꒱

REO loves watching his flushed tip kissing your pussy lips as he sloppily pulls in and out, nudging your entrance and earning your whines in the lewdest possible way. He is an impatient one but not when it comes to you. He adores the way your body twitches every time he seems to push his cock into your begging pussy, or your hips buck whenever he places his swollen hard cock over your belly button weighing how deep it is gonna be in you when he finally puts it in. But at the same time, he is aware of how tired you are from all the edging and holding your legs to provide space so that he fucks you then and there without further relishing in your desperation. So, Reo takes one of your legs along your shoulders, sturdy hands running over so as to soothe your aching muscles and prevent you from flinching when he pushes it in a single strong stroke. Oh! how blissful it is for him to watch you squirm, and grip the bed sheets as he hits your spot persistently.

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE + ꒰ flatrion ꒱

KUNIGAMI can be persistent and patient when needed. He is a wild card and does not want to indulge in the complexity of the matters but rather keeps up with the process, however long it seems. He prefers to be the bottom but could switch gears at any moment when he thinks you are being a tease, delaying the pleasure he seeks with a ravaging desperation. His voice is soft yet bold as he squeezes your ass cheeks making you moan, your nails digging over his back leaving crescent indecent as thrusts his hips onwards enjoying the way you scratch his back. His eyes don’t falter as he clamps his lips around your perked nipples before licking them. And when you call out his name in between moans, trying to catch up your breath as his grasp grows stronger making you bounce faster on his aching, twitching cock his breath shudders body quivering with the approaching high. Once he’s in the heat, he won’t stop until he has pulled at least four orgasms from you. He would whisper how good you did just after filling you with his thick, murky cum up to the brim.

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@tokyometronetwork

[back2bluesidex]

Where Do Broken Hearts Go - Chapter 7- Finale (18+)

Pairing: Model, ex-boyfriend!Jungkook X Child psychologist, Fem!Reader X Lawyer, Single Dad!Hoseok. 

Summary: Jungkook stripped your emotions naked, left you bare in the chilly wind of despair and self-doubt with an unending heartache. You tried your hardest to move on from him, to live for yourself but failed miserably. Each night you had to come back to your empty home where memories and broken dreams were scattered all around the floor, until one day a little angel and her unbelievably beautiful father came into your life. Finally, when you find yourself healing, maybe falling too, Jungkook had to show up! Again!

Theme: Angst, pining, heartbreak, break-up, smut

Warnings: some explicit smut, Jungkook being immature, a little time leap, a fairy tale ending. NSFW!!!

Word count: 5k+

Taglist requests are closed.

Minors and karens are not allowed in this blog

A/N: Guys, we have come to the end. ngl, I am emotional and sad and not ready to let them go yet. but it's been more than 10 months since I started this series and it's the right time to end it. Please let me know about your thoughts in the comment section or in my askbox. More notes at the end.

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Chapters:- 

Prologue/Masterpost || Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7 - Finale

There is a lot in Jungkook’s mind. 

He has been trying to calm himself down, trying not to think about you and focus on Jiwon but he has been failing terribly. 

The person he thinks of (or misses) mostly during all of his waking hours is, you. 

He knows he has been a dick to you. He borderline stalked you, invaded your privacy, riled you up and tried to justify his actions even when he should be the last person to do so. 

But he couldn’t help it. 

He still can’t. Just the thought of you belonging to someone else other than him drives him insane. 

Something shifted inside of him after that night. Something shifted so terribly that now he is questioning his life choices. 

He is questioning if he really fell out of love with you or not? ‘Cause if that was the case, his blood wouldn’t boil when your special client almost kissed you. 

Also, he wouldn’t walk up to your door and start questioning you as if he still has some kind of rights over you. 

So, what is it? 

Why does being with Jiwon never seem to be as exciting as it was with you? Why does kissing her never ignite that insatiable hunger you could induce with your lips? Why can’t he picture a future with her like he used to daydream with you? 

Why? 

He misses you! Fuck! He misses you! 

His eyes crave for your one sight, his skin wants your touch, his ears are dying to hear you call his name once. 

He doesn’t realize when he starts crying silently. 

He takes a hold of his phone and opens the gallery. Scrolling through the application he looks for the evidence of your once in-bloom relationship. 

But he finds none.

There is not a single photo. 

No photos from Jimin’s show two years ago, no photos from the last picnic of you two, no photos from the jeju trip, no photos with your parents. Not a single one. 

He frowns at that. 

He very certainly didn’t delete a single file. Then where are those memories? 

“Kook, can you drop me off at the set?” Jiwon speaks from behind the couch. 

He doesn’t pay attention at first, his fingers work vehemently scrolling up and down on the device. 

“Kook!” she almost screams now. 

“What?” Jungkook screams back. 

“What are you so busy with that you can’t even hear me out?” 

“My photos-” Jungkook starts speaking but he stops immediately. 

He never locked his personal phone with a password or whatever, so it remains accessible to almost everyone. Given the fact that he mostly uses his work phone, this particular device stays at home, unlocked.

“Did you.. Did you go through my phone?” he asks finally. 

Suspicion takes over his mind when Jiwon doesn’t say anything for several seconds. 

“I asked you something, Jiwon.” 

“Why? Is there something wrong?” Jiwon raises one of her eyebrows. 

“You know exactly what’s wrong, don’t you?” 

“I don’t think we should be having this conversation now-” “Why did you delete her photos? Who the fuck gave you the right to?” 

Jungkook yells at the top of his lungs, taking Jiwon by surprise. 

“What do you mean I don’t have the right? I am your girlfriend and she is your past, Jungkook! You’re supposed to let her go! Why are you still looking at her pictures?” Jiwon screams back, by the time her sentence ends, she is crying. 

“Because I love her. Yes! Yes, I still love her.” Jungkook yells as if he is realizing the words himself and not just telling Jiwon for the sake of it. The realization hits him like a truck.

“What? What are you-”

“I thought I liked you, Jiwon. But it was an illusion. It has always been her. I never felt for you as intensely as I felt for her.. I feel for her. I- I’m sorry. This is so fucked up! I am sorry to both of you. I misjudged my feelings and now-” 

“Stop it! Stop it! I can’t hear it anymore. Let’s take a break, Jungkook. Let’s take a few days away from each other. It will be fine. It will be fine.” 

Before Jungkook could reply to her, Jiwon runs out of the door. 

He knows he is the main culprit here. He hurt you both. But he also knows nothing can be fine anymore. Not at least between him and Jiwon. 

About you though, he can beg you until you take him back. 

You still love him after all. Don’t you? 

Jungkook feels nauseated as the scene unfolds right in front of him. 

He has come to beg you. He has come to tell you that he would do anything for you to take him back, he even lied for you to open the door. He did all of these only to have you turn your back at him. 

You tell him it’s too late but he is adamant. He silently promises himself that he will win you back but just then his eyes fall on the purple bruises littered all around your throat. 

You look like someone has been kissing you breathless. 

His heart drops at the thought. But he consoles himself, tells himself that you still love him and only him. 

But his fears take shape when a male voice speaks from the dining place of your once shared apartment, “Didn’t you hear what she said? She asked you to leave, Mr. Jeon.” 

Jungkook’s blood starts boiling when he sees it’s the guy from the other day. Your special client. 

So you are most definitely sleeping with him. 

“And who are you to come between us?” he grits through his teeth. Everything he sees is red. 

“I am her boyfriend.” the man replies as he comes to stand between Jungkook and you. 

Jungkook chuckles evilly, “No. You are just a rebound she is using to get over me.”

Jungkook expected the man to retort, to have a crack in his confidence but he only smirks, “I think you are confusing reality with your fantasy, Mr. Jeon.” 

The older guy gives him a flashing smile and continues, “you know her better than me. Do you really think she will be using someone for her own needs and benefits?” 

Jungkook’s heart breaks further. 

He knows you are definitely not a hypocrite. He knows if this guy is in your house, calling himself your boyfriend then he is your boyfriend. 

But he is determined to fight until he can’t anymore. 

He will be fighting until he wins you back. 

He diverts his attention to you again, “Y/N please-”

“Jungkook.. Now is not the right time. Let’s talk. Let’s talk things out but not now. I will text you the time and place. Please leave now. Please do as I say for once.” you cut him off. 

Your calm voice calms him down as well. And he decides to listen to you. 

“You promise to meet me?” 

“I promise.” 

You cover your face with your hands as soon as the door closes behind you. 

You are ashamed, so terribly ashamed of whatever happened that it’s tough to even look at Hoseok. 

He doesn’t deserve this, neither do you. 

“I’m sorry. I- I’m so fucking sorry, Hoseok.” you mumble inside your palms. 

Hoseok’s strong arms wrap around you and pull you into a hug. 

“It’s okay, Y/N. It's not your fault.” Hoseok speaks into your ear with his soft and comforting voice. Stroking your hair with one hand, he pats on your back with another. 

You’re incredibly grateful that you found this man and he likes you as much as you like him. 

If your life had driven Jungkook away to make space for Hoseok, then you would be incredibly happy with the sacrifices you made. 

“You don’t mind me seeing him, right?” you speak into Hoseok’s shoulder.

“No. Not at all. As long as you come back to me… I will be fine.” 

“You can be assured about that. I will always come back to you no matter what.” 

You can’t help but smile to yourself a little at the turn of events. 

Almost two months ago you were sitting at the same restaurant, in the same cabin, at the same spot. You were waiting for the same person but the reason was completely different. 

That day you were all nervous and fidgety. You knew you were aiming at a blind spot and your efforts might be nullified but you were determined to try. 

You were even ready to beg Jungkook if that means he would stay beside you, with you. 

And today, the situation has taken a wild turn. 

You are here to hear him out and today he might become the one to beg you to take him back. Your ego soars high but you know how to keep that in check. 

Jungkook is, as usual, late. 

When he finally arrives, he apologizes a ton of times, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. The traffic was so bad today.” 

“It’s okay. But I don’t have much time, so can you please tell me why you have been pulling all those stunts lately?” you start the conversation. Even though you are very worked up, you try to keep your voice neutral. 

“I- I am sorry, Y/N. I am actually ashamed. I know I shouldn’t have barged into your house like that or question you about your life. But I couldn’t- I couldn’t stop myself. At first I told myself that I am just concerned for you. But later I realized I have been deceiving myself. I have deceived myself for that every second I thought I didn’t love you anymore or I loved someone else. That’s not true. I- I still love you. I love you so damn much.” By the time Jungkook completes, his eyes turn glassy. 

The anger you have felt prior to this moment, vanishes into thin air. Now you feel bad for him. You really do. 

You nod, “I understand. It’s common for us to misjudge our feelings on several occasions but” inhaling a sharp breath you continue, “what’s done can’t be undone.” 

Jungkook leaves his seat and walks around the table to reach where you are sitting and then he is sinking down on his knees, “Y/N please. Please give me another chance. I- I will make things right.” he grabs your hands with his huge ones. Big fat trails of tears roll down his cheeks. 

The scene breaks your heart even further. 

You break his hold on your hands and hold him by his shoulders, hoisting him up on his feet. 

“Jungkook, there is no point in doing this. You know I have moved on.” 

“But- but you still love me. Don’t you? Tell me honestly, Y/N. don’t you still love me?” 

“A part of me will always be loving you, Jungkook. You have given me so much after all.” you give him a small smile, “but I have left that part behind. And now, I’m afraid, I’m in love with someone else." Just the thought of Hoseok puts your mind at ease. 

“Y/N- that guy has a kid!”

You chuckle at his complaint, “and how does that make him less deserving of love?” 

“He is a good human being, Jungkook, and he loves me just as much. That’s more than enough for me. I was never very demanding in the first place, you know that.” 

Jungkook doesn’t seem to understand just yet, “One last chance, please?”

You exhale loudly now. Diverting your eyes from him you murmur, “I love Hoseok, Kook. I really do. Please let me go now. Please?” 

Jungkook burst into tears upon hearing your verdict. You step closer to his body and hold him close to you. You pat on his back to calm him down. 

As a few seconds pass, he seems to stabilize himself. 

“But I won’t be giving up on you. I will wait. I will wait for you to take me back.” Jungkook states with a weird determination. 

You don’t say anything but nod a little. 

If Hoseok says he is completely comfortable with the idea of you meeting Jungkook alone, then it will be a lie. 

Because he is very much afraid of what may come out of this meeting. 

What if you decide to give the guy another chance? 

Hoseok trusts you with the entirety of his heart but sometimes fears are greater than the trust itself. 

This is the fifth time he takes a look at his watch. The meeting is still an hour away and the drive from the restaurant to the school is only fifteen to twenty minutes, so if you come out now, he will have enough time to understand what has been your decision. 

Just when he is about to peek at his watch another time, the restaurant door slides open and you walk out. 

You give him one of your iconic blinding smiles while running towards him to fall back into his arms.

Hoseok is now relieved. 

Because the way you smiled at him, the way you ran to his arms and the way you are placing a kiss on his lips now, tells him that he has nothing to worry about. 

That he has you all to himself now. 

He kisses you back with urgency, as if to confirm that you are really here in front of him. 

“You okay?” Hoseok asked once you are on your feet properly. 

“Umm.. I was fine. But now that I get to see this handsome face of my boyfriend, I feel even better.” you flirt shamelessly. 

God! How can you be this addictive? 

The tip of Hoseok’s ear turn red. He smiles a little sheepishly. He can’t remember the last time he felt this giddy around a woman. 

He squeezes your sides, lips almost find yours to capture in another kiss but a voice interrupted the affectionate moment. 

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” The question is directed at him. When Hoseok looks for the source of voice, he finds your ex, Jeon Jungkook, standing right behind you. 

He leaves your side, you turn around to face the younger man. 

“Jung-”

“Sure” Hoseok cuts you off. 

If Jungkook has something to say, he would make sure to share a piece of his mind as well. 

Hoseok non-verbally asks you to sit in the car while he figures out what in the world Jungkook would say to him. 

Once you are inside the car Jungkook starts speaking, “Just so you know, I won’t give up. I will always be here for her if she decides to come back to me.” 

Hoseok smiles at that “that won’t be necessary, I believe.” 

Jungkook fixes him with a glare, “I don’t know how things escalated between you and her but she-” he pauses at first and then diverts his eyes from Hoseok’s face, looks towards the car, “she is in love with you.” 

“The feelings are mutual.” Hoseok replies, keeping his calm demeanor. 

“Just don’t fuck things up like I did. Don’t hurt her like I-” he doesn’t continue.

“Don’t worry. I won’t.” 

“What did you two talk about?” you seem to be genuinely curious about what your ex boyfriend had to say to your recent boyfriend. 

“You don’t need to know that, sweety.” teases Hoseok. 

You huff at his reply. 

In the span of your short relationship one thing Hoseok got to know about you is that you are incredibly cute when teased and he takes advantage of that knowledge whenever there is an opportunity.

“Okay but just tell me if he cursed you or something like that?” Now he knows that you are worried. 

“Not a chance, Y/N. He wouldn’t get away doing that, I am an attorney, remember?” he gives you one of those smiles that he knows you love way too much to admit.  

You nod. 

“You need to boast about your profession for this upcoming meeting a lot.” you say after a moment of silence.

“I know” Hoseok’s voice turns serious, “but I don’t know if I can do this or not, Y/N. I might just lose my cool.” 

You rest your left hand on his right one. Squeezing the same a little you reply, “I am here with you, Hoseok. I will handle it if things go out of hand, even though I don’t think that'll be the case.”

Hoseok’s mind sets itself on ease. If you are with him, he can do this. If you are with him, he can do anything.

“So.. you want me to believe that my son has been bullying your daughter?” The pitch of Jaemin’s mother’s voice is unnecessarily high and it hurts Hoseok’s ears. But he tries to calm himself down while focusing on your touch where you are holding his hand under the table. 

“Yes.” hoseok voices. 

“Do you have any proof?” the woman cocks one of her eyebrows. 

 “I am the proof myself, Mrs. Park. Being Sua’s therapist, I have gotten the chance to talk to her. Or rather I would say, I have made her talk to me as the child was way too afraid to share anything. And I assure you, your son has been bullying Jung Sua by outcasting her, calling her names that probably he doesn’t even know the meaning of, locking her in dark rooms and by damaging her relationship with her father. All apparently because she doesn’t have a mother.” you complete with a professional tone, something that the other woman can’t dare to defy. 

“B-but he is just seven years old-”

“That’s exactly my point, Mrs. Park. Given the fact that Jaemin is only seven years old, there is no way he knows what illegitimate is. He must have heard it from someone. Someone he could easily pick it up from.” you lean a little towards the table, narrowing your eyes on the woman. 

“What? What are you trying to say? Are you blaming me? That I have bad-mouthed Sua or something?” Jaemin’s mother screams at the top of her lungs. 

“Ma’am please, don’t shout.” the homeroom teacher rushes to stop the woman from yelling. 

“Yeobo! Stop it.” Jaemin’s father tries to do the same. 

He has been quiet from the start and from the looks of it, you can tell that the man is wiser than his wife. He probably understands what you and Hoseok are trying to convey. 

“We have not said anything explicitly. But you are getting worked up anyway, which suggests you are the one he picked it up from. If that’s the case then… just so you know that I can sue you for defaming my family and indirectly torturing my daughter.” Hoseok states flatly, even though his insides are burning already. 

“No. no, Mr. Jung. I am sorry for what has happened. I know my apologies are not enough and these can never undo the mental trauma that my son has caused to your daughter but I promise I will move him to a different school. Just please don’t drag us into anything legal. Please.” the man, who is clearly the oldest in the room, practically pleads Hoseok. 

Hoseok feels a little uneasy but then you squeeze his hand again, giving him a sign to settle the matter here. 

“I am okay with the proposition.” he lets everyone know. 

“Okay. This is settled then.” the homeroom teacher huffs out of relief. 

“We are all good now.” you say as the two of you are outside of the school.

“Thank-”

“Shut it, Hoseok. Thank me one more time and I will run away.” you whine angrily, a little pout graces your pretty lips. Hoseok wants to kiss it again and again.

He laughs instead. 

“Okay okay fine. Let’s go home.” he pulls you closer to his body by holding onto your forearms. 

“Sua is away on a Gwangju trip, right?” you seem to recall it finally. 

“Oh yeah. We can have our own trip tonight, baby.” Hoseok replies, licking on his bottom lips. His eyes drop on the narrow opening of your dress shirt. 

“What trip?” you smirk.

“Sex trip.” he whispers, squeezing on your waist. 

“Oh my god! Ho-Hoseok!” you groan seductively as Hoseok pounds on you as roughly as possible. 

He spreacds your asscheeks with both of his hands to take a look at the spot where his cock is disappearing into your hole. 

“Fuck baby! You are taking me so good. Your little cunt is swallowing my cunt so well, baby.” he praises, you moan as a reply. 

Two of his fingers chase your clit to draw slow, torturing circles.

“God! You are swollen!” he bemoans when his fingers come in contact with your sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“Guess who ate me out minutes ago? As if it was his last meal?” you manage to say in between your ragged breaths. 

“Can’t help when you taste so good!” His reply is accompanied with a harsh thrust.

“Hoseok. -seok ah, I’m clo-” and even before you could complete your sentence, you cum.

The sight of you on all fours, drenching his cock while moaning his name, makes the tension in his lower stomach unbearable. 

So he releases inside the condom embarrassingly early. 

You fall on your face on his mattress, he falls on top of you.

“Let me run you a bath, hm?” he says in your hair. You nod. 

“Y/N” Hoseok calls your name as he strokes your hair softly. 

“Hm?” you mumble in his chest.

“I am thinking of telling Sua once she comes back from Gwangju. What do you say?” 

Your heart races at the thought. Honestly, you have been pondering on the topic for the past few days. You totally understand if Hoseok doesn't want to tell her anything just yet. But you also wondered what if she rejects you, unapproves you just as she did with Mina. 

“We should tell her. But-” you let your voice fade.

“But?”

You pull your face away from Hoseok’s chest and look into his eyes, “what if she doesn’t-” 

“I love you. I will be loving you, nothing can change that. And if she doesn’t approve of us together, I will try my best to change her mind.”  He gives you a smile. 

You return the gesture and you find solace in his chest again. 

“Oh I always knew.” Sua is more focused on the cookies you baked her than the conversation, which is indeed very serious. 

“You knew what?” you try to coax the answer out of her. Her father is sitting still with his mouth open ajar. 

“I knew that daddy likes you. And that you like daddy." She bites on the cookie. 

“How did you know it, Sua?” your eyes open much wider than you have ever had them opened. 

“He doesn’t take anyone to the bakery, you know. Not even emo and halmoni. And the way he panicked when I talked about Mina aunty.” the kid giggles. 

Apparently, a seven year old caught on to the feelings of two adults. You two have been that obvious all these time. 

“So… you are okay with Y/N?” Hoseok asks. It is as lf he is asking permission from his parents, which in this case might have been less nerve wrecking.  

“Ummm yeah. I like her and I always wanted a mommy.” Sua smiles at you. Her eyes crinkle. 

Is this what true validation feels like? 

Not what your partner thinks about how your dress or makeup looks or how well you have been taking care of your skin, but a seven year old kid, giving you the place of her mother despite knowing you for less than two months? It is true validation for sure. 

Tears prick your eyes but you are quick to blink those away. 

“I will try my best to be your best mommy, Sua. I promise.” you open your arms wide. Sua takes the invitation and jumps on your embrace. 

You hug her smaller frame, while your smaller frame gets engulfed by Hoseok’s body. You feel his tears on your head. 

A year later

Jungkook was euphoric when he got your message a week ago. You had asked him to meet you at the same place where he broke your heart once and then in turn you broke his. 

But… 

Today he got a good feeling about it. 

It’s been more than a year since he fucked up and lost you. And as if to redeem himself, he waited for you. 

He checked up on you from time to time. He asked to see you, even though you declined. But what’s more important is that he kept telling himself one day you will be coming back to him. 

And he thinks… today is the day. 

He is not late today, rather he came thirty minutes earlier than the time you decided to meet. However, waiting makes him nervous. And waiting for you is overwhelmingly so. 

The cabin door creaks open and he sees you entering.

It’s been more than a year since he last saw you. If there’s anything that has changed by the time, then it’s that you have gotten even more beautiful. 

You look gorgeous in the midnight blue bodycon dress that you chose to wear today. He can’t help but grasp at your beauty. 

And when you smile at him, fully, he loses his breath. 

How the fuck did I even think I fell out of love with her? he thinks to himself. 

“Hey” you chime in, taking the seat across from him, “you are in time.”

“Yeah. I didn’t want to disappoint you. Not this time.” he replies genuinely. But he can see your smile dulling a bit. 

“So..” you start. Jungkook crosses his fingers under the table, “how are you doing, Kook?” 

“I am doing fine, Y/N, at least physically. But mentally, I don’t know. I am- I am not over you yet.” he confesses. 

You sigh, “you should move on, Jungkook. It’s been more than a year. It’s time for you to forgive yourself and move on.” 

“I don’t even want to try, Y/N. I am going to wait for you.” and he is serious about it. 

“Okay. Now let me come to the reason behind wanting to meet you.” you change the topic as you busy yourself in looking for something inside your bag. 

You pull out an envelope and extend it towards him.

One look at it and Jungkook knows what it is and suddenly he can’t breathe at all. 

“I’m getting married next month, Jungkook and I would be very happy if you come to congratulate me and Hoseok.” you look at him as if you are pitying him. 

He laughs. He laughs out loud, “You really are getting married to him?” 

“Yes. Thank you for leaving me back then. If you didn’t leave me, I would have never seen this day or be as happy as I am now.” 

Jungkook tries to find mockery in your voice or in your eyes but what he finds is sincerity. 

You are actually thankful to him for leaving you. 

The heavy door of the waiting room opens as a staff walks in, “ma’am you have a visitor.” she says before standing away from the door and allowing the visitor to come in. 

It’s Jungkook. 

You never expected him to actually come. But he did and you are happy to see him here. 

“Kook.” you call him, making him smile. 

Jungkook ogles at you. You look like a dream come true. You look better than his imagination in which you wore this white gown to take vows with him. 

And it would been him if he was good enough, instead, he had to fuck things up.

“You look beautiful, Y/N. You look perfect.” Jungkook’s genuine words make your heart melt. 

“Thanks. I am glad you came.” 

“I had to. Congratulations. I am happy for you.” Jungkook smiles easily, he extends his hand to invite you into his embrace. 

You accept it. 

A knock rings on the door. 

“Y/N. come out. It’s time.” Mi seon screams from outside. 

“Yeah coming.” you reply, breaking the hug, taking one last look into your ex-boyfriend’s eyes.  

Hoseok had never thought a day like this would come for him as well. 

A day where he would wear an immaculate tuxedo, stand at the pavilion and wait for his bride to walk up to him. 

But it’s happening. 

And it’s happening all because of you. 

It’s safe to say that you have changed his and Sua’s life within this one year. And now he can’t imagine a life where you aren’t there to make it better. 

Sua, too, now loves you more than him, probably. 

His parents love you, his sister cherishes you, his friends call you incredible. 

All in all, he has found heaven in you. And he hopes you found peace in him as well. 

The piano starts playing as you appear at the other side of the aisle, holding your father by his arm. 

You are smiling from ear to ear. Even from a distance he can tell that you are staring right at him. 

You know Hoseok is devastatingly handsome, but he looks even dreamier as a groom. You could cry from just the way he stares at you with eyes full of love. 

Your father squeezes the back of your hand, nodding at you and probably praising your choice in men. 

Initially you were scared of your parents' reaction, of what they might think when they get to know that Hoseok is a single-father and he has never been married before.

But with Hoseok, things can’t go wrong. Your parents accepted him and Sua readily when they got to know his past. 

Now, your parents and Sua are practically inseparable. 

You start walking towards the man of your dream waiting for you to make him yours. 

When you get closer to him, he holds your hands so softly as if you are made of porcelain. 

One by one you take the vows, intertwining your life with his. 

“You may kiss the bride.” The priest says. 

Hoseok lowers his head to catch your lips, “forever?” he asks.

“Forever.” you answer, as you seal your promise for an eternity.      

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A/N: Thanks thanks thanks to all of you for being incredible readers. I really can't thank you all enough for being so into the story, for interacting with me through the progress, for being as attached to the characters as I am, for being patient whenever I was late to upload. Where Do Broken Hearts Go will remain very close to my heart and your positive reaction is a big part of the reasons why. Just know that Nika loves you. Nika loves every single one of you a ton! <3

[rebornofstars]

SEPFEMBER 2024 PROMPTS LIST

HERE WE ARE! AT LONG LAST! THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN (HOPEFULLY) WAITING FOR! GIRL MONTH!

I honestly can't believe this is actually happening. This event was a shower thought a few months ago.

Here's a recap of the event: to participate, make at least one fanwork of any variety during September that features a woman or women from the Zelda franchise as the main character/s. All Linksmeets are welcome in this challenge, as well as general LoZ fans!

Before I drop the prompts list for those who are looking for a little direction, I'd like to mention that I have made an AO3 COLLECTION FOR THIS EVENT. It's open and unmoderated so you can add your works to it freely. And if you post on tumblr, please tag #sepfember !! I'll be scrolling through the tag every day looking for things to reblog and gush about 👀

If you have any questions at all about this event, or you want to chat about it, my askbox is open! I will also respond to comments and reblogs of this post.

Now, onto the prompts. Disclaimer: you DON'T have to use all/any of these prompts, or only create things for certain characters on their featured day. This list is just a GUIDE for those who want it. If you have other plans, go with your heart!

At the end of the day, this is a celebration, and all that matters is that you have fun. I hope some of you will join me next month in giving our girls some time in the spotlight, but if you can't, that's okay! There's no pressure! This is just a passion project of mine, really, and I am overjoyed that people are interested 💛💛💛

(apologies in advance for the terrible quality of these pics and the equally terrible commentary. i thought it would be funny. also, i've never had to come up with a prompts list before and it shows.)

DAY 1: SKYWARD SWORD ZELDA + PURPOSE

(we start at the beginning of course 💛)

DAY 2: MARIN + WASH

(it was SO hard to find a screenshot of her that didn't have link in it. they're both cute but this ain't about him.)

DAY 3: MEDLI + GIFT

(i didn't know she played the harp until i saw this screenshot! i obviously have a lot to learn.)

DAY 4: TWILIGHT PRINCESS ZELDA + FREEZE

(how creepy does she look here?! so awesome)

DAY 5: HILDA + GHOST

(SUCH a good character for real. she has depth!!!! she has a thematic purpose!!!)

DAY 6: URBOSA + LOSE

(two words: LIGHTNING POWERS ⚡⚡⚡)

DAY 7: SPIRIT TRACKS ZELDA + MISTAKE

(babygirl you are 2 entire pixels.)

DAY 8: FI + ORDER

(oh she is everything to me)

DAY 9: MIDNA + SWORD

(she looks so soulful right now)

DAY 10: HYRULE WARRIORS ZELDA + SUMMON

(what a FIRE camera angle??? her armour is so impractically attached but SHE HAS A SWORD‼️)

DAY 11: GODDESSES OF HYRULE + EYES

(hylia, din, nayru, farore, the list goes on...)

DAY 12: ZORA PRINCESSES + TRUST

(mipha, ruto... poor suckers... it can't be fun, falling for link...)

DAY 13: OCARINA OF TIME ZELDA | SHEIK + FATE

(note: I personally hc this character as a trans man, but since this isn't explicitly confirmed in-game and might not be shared with everyone, I've given them a celebration day anyway. you are free to do what you wish.)

DAY 14: MALON + GUARD

(she is adorable. look at her)

DAY 15: IMPA + BOUND

(HOTTEST MOST SEXY MOST BADASS WOMAN IN THE FRANCHISE ‼️‼️‼️ I LOVE YOU IMPA YOU ARE PERFECT. SHUT UP I DEFINITELY DON'T PLAY FAVOURITES—)

DAY 16: FOUR SWORDS ADVENTURES ZELDA + PORTAL

(i loved her in the fsa manga. she's barely in it but STILL. go read it.)

DAY 17: FAIRIES + TIRED

(the great fairies, navi, ciela, tatl, proxi...)

DAY 18: TETRA + LEGACY

(isn't she KICKASS?!)

DAY 19: EPONA + BONE

(our lovely loyal girl 🥰)

DAY 20: A LINK BETWEEN WORLDS ZELDA + HOME

(SHE IS SUCH A GOOD PARALLEL TO HILDA PLEASSSSSE)

DAY 21: SARIA + WISH

(a classic character! isn't this picture so peaceful)

DAY 22: BOTW/AOC/TOTK ZELDA + PEACE

(SHE IS EVERYTHING TO ME. SCREAMING CLAWING CRYING. MY DARLING, YOUR FANARTISTS WERE THE ONES TO DRAW ME INTO THE ZELDA FANDOM. I HOPE I CAN RETURN THE FAVOUR ONE DAY)

DAY 23: CIA + LANA + STUDY

(technically, she's one person. between the two of them they certainly only wear enough clothes for one person... )

DAY 24: ARYLL + HUG

(sister to the hero! but what's her story?)

DAY 25: ECHOES OF WISDOM ZELDA + ARREST

(YEAHHHHHHHHH GIRL MONTH GIRL DAY GIRL GAME!!!)

DAY 26: CD-i ZELDA + HOLIDAY

(hehheehehehe. i bet you weren't expecting her. neither was i tbh)

DAY 27: PURAH + FIRE

(SHE'S CLEVER! I LOVE CLEVER WOMEN!)

DAY 28: ILIA + ERUNE + MEND

(listen. i know erune is a very niche character - she literally only exists in the four swords manga - but consider. i love her)

DAY 29: ALTTP/OOS/OOA/LA ZELDA + MISSING

(she has no canon personality. you know what that means. get the building equipment out fellas)

DAY 30: LINKLE + FAREWELL

(and here we are - LAST DAY!)

THE END! YAY! I CAN'T WAIT FOR SEPTEMBER - CAN YOU?

[doumadono]

Hiya! This page was created due to the increasing inquiries about my Viking!Dabi AU. Firstly, I'm genuinely surprised and grateful for the overwhelmingly positive feedback on Kvitravn story. Many of you have expressed interest in one-shots within this particular AU, and in response, I've decided to dedicate an entire page to Viking-themed fics & one-shots. I hope you enjoy them!

If you'd like to request a one-shot or headcanons within the MHA Viking AU, please feel free to drop your ask in my askbox ⚔️

The playlist for the AU is available at this link

This page exclusively features stories crafted for the MHA Viking AU

KVITRAVN (viking!Dabi) - act I • act II • act III • act IV • act V • act VI • act VII

How to wield an axe - Dabi x male Reader A well-placed shield - Dabi x shieldmaiden!Reader Earl's favourite - earl!Hawks x thrall!Reader The naughty one - Bakugo x fem!Reader - NSFW

viking!Shoto & viking!Dabi - general headcanons viking!Shoto & viking!Dabi - general headcanons - NSFW

ART CORNER

viking Dabi fighting viking Shoto viking Dabi & viking Shoto viking Shoto viking Dabi viking Dabi 2 viking Dabi, viking Shoto & earl Endeavor

MAIN MASTERLIST | MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST | MY HERO ACADEMIA EMERGENCY REQS

[voyager-99]

[[ please don’t repost my art, specially without my consent!!! ]]

More Ghoul for the few enjoyers out there (PLEASE EXIST, I KNOW THERE’S GOTTA BE AT LEAST ONE OTHER GHOUL ENJOYER)

If you have any ideas for me to draw Ghoul please don’t be shy to just drop them in my askbox!!!

[lettersfromaphrodite]

[23.15]

― pairing : Changbin x fem! reader ― content warnings : slight angst, fluff, smut, wolf au, enemies to lovers, reader is a witch, soulmates, medieval settings as always, unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all), fantasy au ― word count : 3.559

― notes : this fic looks familiar?it is! I’m reposting ALL my works on this brand new blog and therefore please, bear with me! as always, askbox is always open and feedbacks are always welcome 💌

🐺🔮 WOLVES! STRAY KIDS SERIES

Chris part one | part two // Changbin // Jisung // Hyunjin // Seungmin // Minho part one | part two // Felix // Jeongin

As if your day couldn’t get worse, the cold feeling of a sharp blade suddenly tightly pressing against your neck made you immediately halt your movements.

First, some stupid villager exposed your secret of being a witch, and being the kind people they were, they offered you a choice: you could either leave or they would have burned you at the stake.

Magic, along with anything commoners could not rationally explain, was severely prohibited, and so you – and the other ones like you, were forced to hide the fact that you had magical powers in the first place.

You shut your eyes close, since now was definitely not the time to digress; you were about to spin around and cast a quick spell to make your mysterious opponent fly away from you, but he acted much faster than you did. Your eyes flashed golden so that the blade’s handle would become incandescent and impossible to hold, but your opponent quickly dropped it on the floor, as if he already knew your tactics. You scoffed; there was only one person who would know you so well.

As you quickly spun around, fist bared and ready to hit the man – the wolf, in his pretty face, much to your frustration, he acted quicker than you yet again and before you realized, your back was pressed against the soft grass, and Changbin was hovering above you with a smug smirk on his face.

«You’re in the pack’s territory.» Changbin’s raspy voice warned you, tightening his grip on your wrists, which were now sinking into the soft terrain next to your head. 

You tried to shift under his grip, partially to free yourself but also not to think about the fact that Changbin was pushing you on the ground while casually laying between your legs, but much to your dismay, you already know that the boy was much stronger than you were, and he could easily prevent you from moving. On top of that, Changbin understood quickly that you were not in the mood to joke, since the two of you could feel each other’s emotions due being mates.

«What’s wrong, doll?» Changbin’s voice quickly shifted, and you felt showered by the worry he was feeling. His hold on you loosened, and he inched back so that now he was sitting between your legs, his eyes glancing to the two leather bags you were carrying along with yourself, containing a couple change of clothes and your magic books. You did not move and instead, you kept staring angrily at the sky, which was gradually becoming increasingly cloudy by each passing seconds.

“Great time to start raining,” you thought to yourself, before abruptly sitting up, your nose almost brushing against Changbin’s.

«They found out.» you admitted, without meeting his gaze. «I’m headed to the next village.»

Changbin’s forehead met yours, and for the first time since you found out you were mates, you allowed such an intimate contact without complaining.

You and Changbin found out you were mates few years ago, his pack moved in the forest next to your village and quickly claimed it as their territory. They used to come in your village in their human form every now and then and you had to admit, they were nice and friendly people. Needless to say, in the same way you could tell they were wolves as soon as you saw them, they found out you were a witch as soon as their eyes landed on you.

Being a daughter of the moon, you often stayed out at night, but hanging out in the woods alone was never a good idea, especially late at night, and most of all, in a territory claimed by wolves during a full moon. Due to your concentration and your being so focused in your night meditation, you did not realize the presence of a big, black wolf with dangerous red eyes inching towards you until it was too late, and sadly, you found out you were Changbin’s mate in the rough way.

He had you pinned on the floor with a growl that made you petrify in fear when your gaze finally met, red eyes meeting golden - since you quickly casted a somehow defensive spell around you, but it was too late, since one of his paws was unintentionally scratching your neck. You suspected something was different as soon as your heart picked up pace not in fear but in anticipation, and you felt a wave of confusion - which definitely was not yours, pervade your senses. Changbin immediately shifted back into his human form, and quickly apologized to you.

«Sometimes our senses get clouded during full moon, I didn’t realize I was hurting my mate.» he said back then, regretful eyes staring at the bloody wound on your neck.

That’s how your love-hate relationship with Changbin begun. Over the years, you realized that it was stupid to hate him because of a scar he left on your body when he was not in full control of himself – since you know him well enough to say he would never hurt you, but still, you never brought yourself to forgive him, or yourself for being so engrossed in your naivety. You never officially refused the bond, both because you didn’t want to refuse him in the first place, and also because you knew that it would affect both Changbin and yourself; so, you spent your days pretending to be rivals. Meeting Changbin in the forest meant him sneaking up you and it inevitably lead to the both of you having playful fights where you’d always ended up pinned on the floor with Changbin’s warm body flushed against yours and as the both of you would hide your smitten smiles.

«I’ll walk you,» Changbin said, breaking the silence that fell between you. «I don’t want you to walk alone, it’s almost sunset.» You nodded, letting the realization of everything that happened slowly sink in, and Changbin quickly stood up and effortlessly picked up your bags, offering you a hand to get up. You looked at him, and took it.

Clearly, luck was definitely not on your side, since as soon as you were about to reach the village, it started raining. What started out as a light drizzle turned out to be a heavy downpour, and Changbin tightly held your hand as the both of you ran as fast as you could towards the first inn, trying to avoid crashing into other villagers which were as well running home, seeking shield from the rain.

The inn did not seem to be too big; a comforting warmth welcomed you as soon as you entered, due to the fireplace being lit. In the middle of the room, there was a small wooden counter, and on its left, there were wooden stairs leading upstairs. It definitely seemed to be a warm and cosy place, you thought.

«Excuse me, Sir.» Changbin politely addressed the innkeeper, a gruff man with a thick black beard. «Could we spend the night here?»

«Are you married?» the man’s deep and wary voice immediately asked back.

«What? No!» you chimed in, outraged by the question. How could he even think that you could be married to, well, Changbin?

«Too bad, then.» the inn-keeper scoffed. «We only rent our chambers to married couples. Find somewhere else to-»

«Forgive her, Sir.» Changbin chimed in with a gentle voice. «Me and my wife happened to have a small fight on our way here, and now she’s playing this game,» he said, wrapping  one of his rain-drenched hands around yours to cover the fact that neither of you were wearing a wedding ring, and you tried not to flinch at the sudden touch of his still warm hands, «where she pretends she doesn’t know me.»

The man eyed the both of you suspiciously, before directing his suspicious gaze to you. «Is he speaking the truth?» With the hint of a nod, you confirmed Changbin’s version, and the innkeeper placed a golden key on the counter few moments later.

Without hesitation, Changbin took it, and quickly lead you upstairs, even if the both of you could distinctively hear the man mutter a quiet «these fucking perverts, nowadays.» making you tighten your hold on Changbin’s hand in reflex with a surprised gasp, and making Changbin almost choke on a suffocated laugh.

With difficulty, both you and Changbin managed to get rid of the wet clothes sticking to your skin,  hanging them in order to dry and opting to use the soft, spare towels in the room to cover your bodies. You were so focused with checking if the spell you casted on your magic books not to drench worked that you didn’t hear Changbin coming back from the bathroom, so you didn’t have enough time to prepare yourself for the incoming vision of Changbin closing the door behind himself with only a white towel hanging loose around his hips, the white fabric in contrast with his honey coloured skin making him look like a god. You unconsciously licked your lips, tightening the towel you were using around your chest as your eyes followed few drops of water travelling from his collarbones, all the way through his toned chest, his abs and downwards to-

«Are you enjoying the view, doll?» Changbin asked with a smug grin, probably feeling the wave of embarrassment that pervaded you as your cheeks turned red.

«I was thinking you’re an exhibitionist.» you muttered, as you slowly walked towards the double bed in the middle of the room. Realization hit you, and your heart picked up pace at the thought of sharing a bed with Changbin. Of course, the little stunt you put earlier was made for the both of you to spend the night safe and shielded from the rain, but the realization that you didn’t think that married people actually shared a bed hit you in the face with full force.

«If it makes you feel better, I can turn into a wolf and sleep on the floor.» Changbin mumbled, feeling your emotions. You sighed, noticing once again how despite your stupid rivalry, he had always been thoughtful and considerate about serious topics. And here he was, once again, putting your needs above his.

«Don’t, please.» you walked towards the left side of the bed, feeling Changbin’s surprise at your words. «Just stay on your side of the bed.» Changbin’s amused chuckle was the last thing you heard before the two of you fell into a comfortable silence, laying naked under an unnecessary amount of blankets.

The bed was not particularly big, your elbow brushed against Changbin’s anytime you would shuffle due to the fact you were embarrassed for being stark naked next to your mate, which you conventionally decided to hate.

«Do you feel it, too?» you whispered, staring at the ceiling. Changbin chuckled, the bed quietly shaking in the process.

«What? The pull? The longing?» He turned on his side, so that he could face you. «The feeling that you’re so close to me and still, I can’t touch you in the way I would so desperately love to do?» Changbin propped himself on his arm, his head laying on the palm of his hand, the faint lights of the candles you have created to keep the bedroom illuminated were perfectly kissing his skin, making him look ethereal.

«Do you always feel like that, too?» you mumbled, your eyes locked with his dark ones. Changbin nodded, now partially almost hovering above you.

«It’s even worse when I’m in my wolf form,» he explained. You listened closely, since for the first time you were actually talking about the bond that connected the two of you without running away from it, «there are some days where my soul begs me to come and see you, with any stupid excuse to talk, so that we could be together.» Tentatively, Changbin’s hand brushed against the scar on your neck, and you shivered at the almost non-existent contact. «Or touch you.» he added, you were sure that if you hadn’t been staring at his lips, you wouldn’t have hear that last part.

You knew exactly how he felt. There were days where you felt like your soul was going to rip your body apart if you did not see Changbin within few hours, or touched his skin, or heard his voice; you also felt like you wanted to be intimate with him – not completely because of the bond, and the most you ignored those feelings, the worse you felt. Sometimes you wondered if you would still hate him if you had not been so stupid and naïve that night; sometimes you wondered how it would have felt to share your life with Changbin from day one, instead of falling in a routine where you both needed to pretend to fight just to have an excuse to touch each other.

«Technically,» you mumbled, your heart hammering in your chest, aware that Changbin could hear its wild rhythm, «we’re married, for tonight.»

Changbin’s eyes locked with yours, as if he was searching the confirmation you and him were on the same page. His eyes seemed to soften, as soon as the two of you started to feel each other’s emotion in addiction to your own. Changbin’s face inched closer to yours, your noses brushing against each other.

«Can I kiss my wife, then?» you could feel Changbin’s strained mumble against your lips, and your answer came in the form of you reaching out to capture your mate’s lips, with your hand delicately caressing his cheek. Changbin kissed you like thanks to you, he was breathing once again after he had been underwater for too much time, and you made sure to kiss him with equal fervour, as the kiss quickly turned passionate and your limbs tangled together in somehow a messy way; you were sure your knees bumped against each other’s a good amount of time under the blankets, but Changbin’s hands were all over you and his lips were desperately praising your skin so you didn’t mind it.

Both of you gradually got needier, and what started out as a timid kiss in order to quench your aching souls, slowly turned into you and Changbin passionately making love, one hand intertwined together and his other hand desperately gripping your thigh as he tried not to be too rough with you. Butterflies soared in your stomach as he softly kissed along the shape of your scar as his length made its way inside you, rhythmically, slowly and deeply, making it almost impossible for you to catch your breath due to the fact you could perfectly feel every inch of his shape moving in and out of you anytime you clenched around him.

«At least during our first time, I don’t want to ruin you.» You felt Changbin’s smug smirk against your skin, and you instinctively scratched his back, drawing red lines in his honey coloured skin. Your rough and unexpected action caused Changbin to moan right against your ear – a new wave of wetness pooling into your abdomen due to his raspy and deep voice, and his harsh thrust caused the bed to slam against the wall.

«Again, Changbin, please.» you whimpered, you hand delicately scratching once again from his shoulders to his waist, and you felt Changbin’s skin erupt with goosebumps anywhere you touched. «There’ll be countless times to be soft, in the future.» you pushed his waist closer to yours, even if he was completely buried inside you, in the needy desperation to feel him even closer. 

Changbin looked at you, swollen lips and eyes blown with lust, and all the promises to be soft flew out of the window as soon as you nodded at him with a kiss to seal your silent approval. Changbin’s pace was so rough and intense that you started feeling on cloud nine even before you felt the sensation of your orgasm approaching; you loved how he could not keep his hands off you, and you loved how the warm sensation of his touches lingered on your skin even if his hands were already somewhere else; you silently blamed yourself, because you could have done this for years. Changbin’s arm slid under your thigh just to bring it higher, in order to reach even deeper, his pelvis occasionally brushing against your clit and making you see stars every now and then, the mattress slamming against the wall in a quicker pace. Feeling your orgasm approaching, you tried to sneak your hands on your clit, in a desperate attempt to feel his twitching length buried even deeper, but your wrist was quickly blocked and harshly slammed next to your head.

«How can my mate be so greedy? Isn’t my dick enough?» Changbin’s cocky and raspy voice mixed to his harsh thrust made you whimper, and you saw his eyes flashing red for a second. You quickly shook your head, mumbling incoherent phrases about how he was perfect, and you wanted more, more and more.

«Good, doll. Because you’re not allowed to touch yourself unless I say so.» Something in Changbin’s dominant and arrogant tone triggered your orgasm, and you closed your eyes in a loud, desperate moan of your mate’s name as you held him close to your body. Changbin came few moments later, his cheeks flushed red as he released while being buried deep inside you. You came back to your senses with a loud sigh, feeling Changbin’s sweet kisses all over your face, making you giggle and slightly shake your head.

«It tickles!» you smiled, and Changbin kissed your forehead, before slowly sliding outside of you, trying to be as delicate as possible. Clenching around nothing, you silently wondered if the two of you would have been able to do it again before leaving the inn and, much to your shame, you realized too late that Changbin felt your emotions once again.

«Anytime you want.» he simply promised, as the two of you re-adjusted your positions in order to cuddle together.

«I’m really sorry for that scar, doll.» Changbin said few moments later, and you felt your drowsy state dissolve. Your heart clenched, because you realized that he had probably spent these years blaming himself for your behaviour.

«It’s not your fault,» you explained, without giving him the possibility to interrupt you. «I had been stupid, I knew your pack was around and still underestimated the risks.» you raised your head, to meet his glance. «I’m sorry that I took it out on you.»

Changbin sighed, shaking his head and hugging you even closer, your head once again laying on his chest so that you could relax by hearing his calm heartbeat.

«Come live with me.» he said, kissing your hair. «You won’t have to hide your powers. Chris’ mate - my Alpha, is also a witch, so we are used to magical powers. Plus, we wouldn’t have to cross the entire forest just to see each other, anymore.»

You nodded immediately, and erupted into a wide smile as soon as you felt Changbin’s heart rapidly pick up pace.

You expected a den of wolves would look like a lot of things, but honestly, you never expected to find a row of eight well-ordered and separate wooden cottages surrounded by trees. Changbin’s pack was rather friendly, and they all happily greeted you, recommending not to hesitate to ask if you needed anything.

«We can go and get the remaining of your things in the afternoon.» Chris said, as you finished telling him how you have been kicked out because of your magic powers. You nodded, thankful and low-key nervous to shop up at the village once again, when two arms suddenly wrapped themselves around your shoulders. Chris’ mate was hugging you, with a soft smile on her face.  

«You don’t have to worry anymore, you’re home now. We’ll protect you.» she offered, and you timidly smiled back, returning her hug.

Contrarily to what you believed, Changbin’s house was not messy, but neat and clean. He quickly made some space for you to place your belongings, and proudly pointed to an almost empty bookcase.

«You can put your magic books there, if you want?» Changbin said unsure, nervously scratching his nape. «I believe you have more books in your old house and I tho-» you interrupted your mate sentence by standing on your tiptoes and pecking his lips.

«Thank you.» you smiled, Changbin’s relief pervading your senses and your gratefulness pervading his. He smiled, before pulling you closer to his chest by his strong arms wrapped around your waist.

«So, about that thing you thought at the inn…» you giggled at Changbin’s quick change of mood, and let him effortlessly pick you up and carry you to your shared bedroom.

«I’d say we have a lot of catching up to do.» you answered, tangling your hands into his hair as he laid the both of you on the bed.

«We’d better get started, then.» Changbin’s voice dropped at least an octave, as he was busy leaving open-mouthed kisses on your skin, and your legs tightened around your mate’s waist.

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a writer & his muse — sirius black

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─── summary: renowned mystery writer sirius black has a new muse, and it just so happens to be the homicide detective who hates him. (castle!au)

─── pairing: mystery writer!sirius black x detective!reader.

─── warnings: fluffy banter, mild threats of violence, sirius is a little bastard and knows it, honestly just a fun time. muggle au.

─── word count: 1k.

You're not entirely sure what you did to deserve this sort of punishment.

The station is pretty quiet when you arrive, as it usually is this early in the morning. A sigh of relief escapes you as you arrive at your desk, dropping your bag at the foot of your chair, and you realise that aforementioned punishment — the newest irritation in your life — has yet to arrive.

You’d really love to know what you did to deserve this. Whether you accidentally pissed off some ancient deity, or cut in line at the supermarket so your cosmic karma is unbalanced, or perhaps your boss just really hates you, even though he invited you to his birthday barbecue a few months ago and had called you, endearingly, the 'best detective he'd ever trained.'

You hadn't thought he could be harbouring a secret grudge against you, but really, what other reason could there be for this kind of punishment?

And it is a punishment. Of that, you have no doubt. It is a tooth-grinding, migraine-inducing kind of punishment, and if you weren't acutely aware of the consequences, you might have tried to murder him by now.

Him being, of course, the world-famous mystery writer, Sirius Black.

What a smarmy, egotistical little bastard.

From the very moment he sauntered into the station, wearing a beat-up leather jacket and a devil-may-care smirk, you'd known your life was about to get complicated. Or, well, more complicated.

Your job is difficult enough, chasing down criminals and solving murders all day, without having a nosy moron breathing down your neck, spouting crackpot conspiracy theories when the evidence is much more straightforward.

You hear his footsteps on the linoleum before he strolls around the corner, clutching a cup of takeout coffee in each hand. He sets one of them on the desk in front of you, brandishing a crooked grin like a weapon.

"How is my lovely muse this morning?" He winks at you as he slumps into a nearby chair, pulled close to the corner of your desk for research purposes. You wonder if he's ever heard the phrase 'personal space'.

Your lip curls. A slew of paperwork has been spread across your desk for an hour, all related to the case you solved earlier in the week, where Black had been, surprisingly, somewhat helpful. Your boss had been liberal with his praise, and Black's ego had puffed up to an insufferable degree.

Unfortunately, you're now reaping the consequences.

"Considering if I can kill you and make it look like an accident," you reply, your voice flat. You sniff the coffee before taking a sip. Annoyance punches through you when you realise he has your coffee order memorised. You want to bury him in a shallow grave.

Black leans back in his chair, a wide grin sweeping over his face. "If anyone could, it would be you."

"Does any part of this shadowing gig involve helping me with the, frankly ridiculous, amount of paperwork you generate?"

He purses his lips in thought for a moment before shaking his head. Strands of shaggy black hair fall around his face. "Never really written the paperwork into my books. A bit boring, you know. Nothing the readers want to bother with."

You roll your eyes. "And yet, Mr Black, you insist on bothering me."

"Sirius, please." He chuckles at you. How were you unlucky enough to catch his attention? How insane is he, wanting to follow a homicide detective around for research on his new book? "Mr Black is my father, and a large part of the reason I write mysteries, not horror." He feigns a shudder.

"Mr Black," you say, fixing him with an unamused glare. "When, exactly, do you think you'll be finished with your book?"

"Detective, you wound me!" He splays his hand over his chest, just above his heart. You try not to stare at the tattoos flexing across his knuckles, or the way his shirt goes tight across his chest. "Here I was, thinking you enjoyed our time together."

"Like a hole in the head," you mutter.

There's a teasing twinkle in his eyes. He takes a long sip of his own coffee while you return your attention to the paperwork, scribbling your signature in the appropriate places.

Every once in a while, you can feel him watching you. Eyes like swirls of cigarette smoke, analysing your every move. There’s an odd little tick he has, his fingers tapping an unfamiliar rhythm against his leg. Whether the sound is soothing or frustrating, you can’t quite decide.

The shrill ringing of your desk phone startles you both. He’s trying not to laugh, you can tell, as your hand darts out to answer it.

I wonder if this is how zoo animals feel, you think to yourself as you listen to the officer on the other end of the line. You scratch the information out onto a post-it note, an address and a few other key details, before hanging up.

He’s a bundle of energy beside you. His knee bounces, and there’s a gleam in his eyes that is beyond inappropriate, considering the circumstances of your job and his so-called research.

It’s like being stalked by a golden retriever, except you’re certain you would prefer the dog over Sirius Black’s presence.

“Grab your coat, Mr Black. We’ve got a body.” You push yourself away from your desk, filing the paperwork away in the drawer for later.

He bounces to his feet with a level of enthusiasm that should, frankly, be illegal.

“Try to be a little less excited,” you say in a chiding, exhausted voice as you lead him out of the station. “Someone is dead.”

“I’ll try to be as macabre as possible, detective,” he assures you. He climbs into the passenger seat of your car, drumming his fingers against his leg in that bizarre non-rhythm again. “I’ll channel my mother. You know, I based one of my characters on her…”

Tuning him out is easier said than done, but you do your best. The book must be nearly finished. How much more research can he possibly do?

You just have to grit your teeth and bear his presence for a few more weeks. You just have to make sure you don’t kill him for a few more weeks. He’ll surely get bored of you and find a new muse at some point, right?

[adverbally]

God…. Thinking about that fic you posted about Steve going into subspace and Eddie misunderstanding and just leaving him by himself in the middle of nowhere - that wrecked me!!!! Such good good angst (I have long wordy thoughts, please ignore if it’s too much!!)

Thinking about Steve somehow stumbling back to his car and his house in a haze and not being able to explain why he feels so awful the next few days, and deciding to shove everything in a box and bury it

Eddie and Steve avoid each other until s4 happens. Eddie slowly lowering his walls and realising that steve is a good guy, if not one of the best and starts paying attention, starts putting together the pieces of all the shit Steve’s been through and vows to be there, to be the one take care of him

Maybe one day in the future, after they’ve been drinking - Steve being tipsy and loose from the liquor - finally lets himself flirt with the pretty boy his been pining after again.

And maybe while they flirt, Eddie brings up their last time together, and Steve lets it slip, how he felt - the floaty haze, the cold shock, the bad feeling that dragged after, trying to laugh off how it was probably insecure jock behaviour, how stupid it was that he sat around that lake for ages, how he felt drunk getting back to his car, back home - that is was good he was alone so no one could see him fumble.

Steve watching in real time as Eddie’s grin slowly drops, his face turning paler than he’s ever seen, only stopping at most broken, whispered “Steve” he’s ever heard.

Just,,,, of all the stuff Steve’s been through, steve puts it on the back burner bc he chalks it up to them being young and stupid but it just… wrecks Eddie for a while

I can’t believe you came in my askbox and hurt my feelings about my own fic like this 😭

But seriously, I love talking about this stuff so feel free to come off anon and message me! 💕

I hope you enjoy this little fix-it follow up to You Tattered Me, You Tethered Me to You based on this amazing idea. (And I think this is my first askbox fic?! I’m so excited!)

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Steve’s face is already warm from drinking but the way Eddie is looking at him makes his cheeks flare even hotter. It’s embarrassing, remembering how clingy he had been, how he had wanted that closeness while also being ashamed of it. “Sorry, I didn’t mean—”

“No, Steve, I’m sorry,” Eddie interrupts. “You never… I didn’t realize that’s what happened. I thought you were having some sexuality crisis, not…” He sighs, floundering for the right words through the haze of alcohol. “I should’ve seen what was going on and taken care of you.”

“What?” Steve scoffs. “Why should you have to babysit me just because I couldn’t pull myself together?”

So Eddie explains subspace and sub drop to him, answering all of Steve’s questions to the best of his ability. It makes Steve’s head swim, learning about a whole new world that he never knew existed, but Eddie is so patient with him. It hurts, too, finally having the words to ask for what he needed, long after he needed them.

“Well, I guess now you know for next time. If it happens again.” Eddie won’t look Steve in the eye, just fiddles with the rings on his left hand.

Steve pauses. It seems like a risk, being honest here, but the booze is making him brave and Eddie is so beautiful in the warm light of Steve’s kitchen. “It hasn’t happened since then. Just with you,” he confesses. Saying it out loud feels more intimate than Eddie fucking him had.

“Oh.” Eddie looks more shocked than anything. “That’s… flattering. Thanks,” he says softly, glancing at Steve from the corner of his eye with a small smile.

“Is that weird?” Steve is immediately prodding him, trying to gauge what that reaction means. “Like, do you think it means something?”

Eddie takes a long sip of his beer like he’s steeling himself for something. Gathering his courage. “I don’t know that it’s weird, per se. And I can’t tell you what your feelings are, but I think maybe…” He sighs, thumbnail picking at the corner of the label sweating off the beer bottle. “Maybe you let yourself get that deep because you trusted me. Maybe you haven’t felt that with someone since then.”

Steve wishes Eddie would look at him, really look at him. “Yeah, maybe. I thought you knew what you were doing and I let you take the lead because I hadn’t, um, been with a guy before. So I guess that takes trust.”

“I was a drug dealer hooking up with you in my shady van,” Eddie snorts. “Your self-preservation instincts could use some work.”

“Or I could just tell that you’re a good guy,” Steve fires back. “You gotta stop putting yourself down like that.”

Eddie is staring at him now. His eyes are wide and dark and shiny.

“I trust you, Eddie. I know it for a fact now, after everything that happened in March. I know that you wanna protect people and do the right thing. And you take shit so other people don’t have to, and you don’t hide who you are, and you made me feel so…” Steve rubs his forehead in frustration when the words don’t come fast enough. “I don’t know, it wasn’t just a subspace thing that time. I knew you were gonna take care of me as soon as we kissed.”

“Steve.” Eddie looks gobsmacked.

“I could be about to ruin our friendship right now, but I really like you.” He sounds pathetic to his own ears, pleading with Eddie to hear his words and feel the same. “I wanna let you take care of me, and I wanna take care of you right back.”

It catches Steve completely off guard when Eddie lunges forward and meets his lips in a sloppy kiss. It’s awkward and off-center, but it’s the best kiss Steve has ever had, especially when Eddie settles one hand on Steve’s hip and the other on his jaw and holds him close. He tastes like cigarettes and beer and a hint of cinnamon gum. Steve commits it to memory.

“I want that, too,” Eddie tells him, still so close that their noses are touching. “I want you.”

Their next kiss clacks when their grinning teeth collide.