#ran out of room the rest aren't getting tagged sorry

[thecrowperson]

Kaidou manga panels I like: (pt 478)

Everyone's Here: feat. (ughhhhhh) ... Saiki, Nendou, Teruhashi, Riki Jr Mark 2, Anpu, Kuboyasu, Yumehara, Mera, Hairo, Aiura, Toritsuka, Akechi, Suzumiya, Satou, Takahashi, Saiko, Warp, Yuuta, Chouno, Kurumi, Kuniharu, Kuusuke, Makoto, Rifuta, Michael, Shiragami, Kumagoro, Kumi, Sora, Kaidou's mom, Toki, Midori, Takeuchi, Kongou, Shima, Matsuzaki, Iguchi, and Zolbe

From: vol 26 ch 273

I'm most certainly gonna run out of tag room so I'll have to downsize a lot...

[silkspunweb]

In the Rain

w.c.: 1.7k

it was raining really hard last week and I kept thinking about some of my favorite Higuruma drabbles (like pamakali's or threadbaresweater's, both who I'm too shy to tag)

it's smut. soft smut, but still smut.

He stuttered his hips once, twice, then once more again to fully sink into his lover. Wet patters could be heard downpouring above their little apartment, but the two paid no mind to the rain. Why pay attention to anything other than the warmth between them where soft heated flesh met. 

It was forecast to be the heaviest rain of the year, thus ruining what was supposed to be a day at the amusement park. Halfway there it began to drizzle, and Hiromi had to think quickly before his beloved could catch a cold. Let's wait at the bus stop. They brushed fingertips and refused to let go of the other. Darling, the forecast said that the rain won't let up any time soon. She frowned. That's too bad. His slant eyes softened. I'm so sorry, I should've checked. She brought a hand to his face. There was no way you could've known. It could've happened to anyone. She ran her thumb to smoothen his frown, earning her a soft peck. With how heavily it poured, the two had no chance of grabbing a taxi. So with a shy smile and a raised brow, there was a silent agreement, and they ran. 

Making their way into the apartment, out of breath and still panting, Hiromi's jacket was playfully thrown at him with a splat. A fit of giggles ensued. And you thought that the jacket would help. She poked him in the stomach. Well you're a tad drier than me now, aren't you? He wrung said jacket over her already soaked hair. Hiro, the floor! She gasped as he haphazardly shoved his shoes off and ran inside, leaving her at the shoe rack. Muffled laughter could be heard in the hallways and she stood there scoffing, not wanting to track more water on their dark walnut floor. There was a lively crackle before she heard faint squishy padding. 

He came back with three towels: one around his neck, one in his hands, and one dragged in by his foot on the floor. Here. He chuckled as he wrapped a towel over her shoulders and pulled her in, nosing her cheek after she rolled her eyes at him. I'm soaked Hiro, it wasn't funny. He hummed. It was a little funny. See, you're even smiling. He gave her a chaste kiss. Once on the lips, another on the cheek, more and more until it led him to pepper kisses onto her damp neck. You're so lovely. He sighed, content with resting his head on her shoulder. She stood there taking the weight of his damp hair, his head, his body, as well as the weight of his love. 

They stood there for a moment rocking back and forth in soaked clothes and hushed affections. She pulled away for just a second when she met his gaze, raw and passionate with utter adoration for her in spite of being horribly disheveled with wet hair plastered on like a pitiful kitten. Her breath hitched, leaning in without realizing it as her hands latched onto his soaked shirt. Let's get you out of those clothes. He pressed a slow kiss to her lips as lithe fingers trailed underneath her thin blouse, feeling her shudder when he made direct contact to her skin. He pulled away leaving no more than a few inches between them as he silently pleaded for permission. An instruction. An invitation. 

The towel fell when she wrapped her arms around his neck. Hurry. She whispered onto his lips as she brought him back to life. He kneeled down to make work of the straps of her shoes, carefully peeling off her wet socks as she hissed at the cold air. She pulled him back up for another kiss, teasing, feeling, loving every inch of him that she could. She followed him as he backed into their living room, blouse nearly off and faces were fully flushed. Would you just– just take that stupid shirt off already. She pawed at his torso in frustration. Hiromi, if you don't, I'll–. Stuttered moans fell from her lips as he nipped harshly at her collar, lowering himself to his knees. With a sharp tug, his shirt was off and he looked up at her, lapping at the skin right above her pants. A quick nip here and a smooth tug there, he unbuttoned and freed her out of her confines. 

He was bewitched by the fabric that clung onto the plush planes of his beloved. She couldn't help but run a hand through his hair, over his nape, then ran gentle strokes under his eyes. Another wet plop was heard, she had already discarded the unwanted bra. He pressed a kiss over her mound, eyes still burning up in wonder as she gripped onto his bare shoulders for support. Without another word, she tapped the back of his head and was unceremoniously undressed from the waist down. He nudged her legs apart, lapping where she was most soft and vulnerable to him. Warm and pliable, wet and dulcet. A few playful nips had her buckling against him before he slowly dragged her down, laying her on plush towels and throws she seemed to miss before. What's all this? I never took you for a romantic. She reached for him with one hand and he interlocked their fingers together. What? This? His free hand brushed a tear from the corner of her eye before bringing it down to stroke her leg. He pressed a kiss against her bent knee, scooting himself down until he was comfortable. Just some compensation. He held her thigh over his shoulder as he lapped and lapped. Their hands were still intertwined as she tilted her head back with broken moans. T-there. She panted. Her hips bucked to meet him. 

Here?  He'd tease, pressing her in place, hands gripping tighter until he zeroed in, lips finding her clit. Her mouth dropped as he pushed her over the edge, alternating between slow lapping and harsh sucking. Tears pushed at her waterline as she neared closer and closer until she went over the edge. The hand that once held her thigh over his shoulders dove between her folds, thrusting in to draw out her high. When she finally met his gaze again, he pulled up to meet her for a scorching kiss. There were no more hesitations between them. She parted her thighs and invited him in to fully sink into her. He would've chuckled at her if he wasn't so impatient to be inside, but instead, Higuruma squeezed her hand once more. She dragged her nails down his back with her free hand. Sighs of relief were shared as they bumped foreheads. He whispered under his breath. You're all I ever wanted. 

His hips stuttered for a moment before pulling out just to sink a little further into his lover’s warmth. The rain still hadn't eased, but neither had their fervor for one another. Hiro– Hiro– ugh, oh, Romi. She sighed against him, squeezing his hand, and shakily lifting her free one to cup his face. He pressed a kiss against her palm as his hips snapped a little harder, eyes shutting tight as they both wanted to get closer. She pulled him in further with her legs as the low fire in her belly rekindled again. The downpour outside did little to hide the clapping of skin on skin and Higuruma knew that. He moaned into her neck as he listened closely to the sounds of himself continuously splitting her into two. One could almost mistaken it for the rain.

Higuruma looked down at his lover and found that her eyes had a distant longing to them. An ache that had to be soothed. A hunger that had to be fulfilled. In the throes of their passion, she was shoved up roughly against the blankets, her hair splaying on top of the bunched up fabrics, her lashes wet from pleasure, her cheeks flushed, and her hips bruising by the sheer force of him. She was like his velvet-kissed Venus, praised by the depths of his love. He wanted to ravage her more and more, and she loved every second of it. 

He adjusted her legs against his hips for the umpteenth time that night before plaiting their other hand together, finally deciding how he wanted to take her. Higuruma leaned in, capturing her lips again as he held her hands down right beside her head. His speed picked up as he continued his ruthless attack on her now swollen lips. Confessions were pressed from one mouth to another. Hushed sighs and broken moans threatened to leave the confines of their little apartment. He was ever the passionate lover, a considerate and most generous lover. You're so beautiful. He stared down at her with starlit eyes and a flushed face, so sweet and sincere. 

Her heart was pounding, it was too much. The weight of his words shook her to her core. She babbled underneath him. I love you. I love you. I love you. Higuruma felt his climax approach as his lover squeezed around him. She was at her edge too and just needed a little more until the thread snapped. You're so good to me. You always take me so well. His eyes bore into her teary ones, captivated by his confessions, tipping over the edge as he stroked all the right spots. 

She looked at him once more before pulling him with her into bliss and utter adoration. He shuddered and sighed in relief, filling her up before waiting a moment to take her in. She was never more lovely than when she glowed against him like this. With a kiss to her temple, he pulled out slowly and drew her into his arms. His legs wobbled as he carried the both of them back to bed. Another I love you was pressed against her lips after he laid her down. He tucked her against him, drawing the blanket over them as the world continued its pour. But neither of them minded that when they were safe and hidden from the rain.

credits to @ cafekitsune for the fic divider ❤️

and thank you for the 300+ notes on my first fic, it means a lot to me

[writingbirdy]

You and me against the world sal fisher x f!reader

[Sorry for not uploading been sick and now exams have started😅. Also, this is set in modern-day ] (f/n)= female name

It had been a few months since you and the gang all went to college...

Sadly you didn't stay together. Sal and Larry went to a local college, Todd went to a college in another city and Ash went to an art college. Here you were stuck working as you couldn't afford to go into debt and weren't able to get a scholarship.

It was a slow day at the gas station not many people bought anything except for gas... but hey at least after these next two paychecks you can finally do online classes and still have money left over! But even that didn't distract you from not having your friends around with all of them in college you started to wonder if they had forgotten about you... You had seen from Ashley's Instagram that they had all recently gotten together for a hangout. I broke your heart when you realised you weren't invited but not surprised. You had always struggled to be a part of the group, they were your friends but you were not as close as they all were with each other. Just as you went to check your phone the doors beeped indicating that someone was there. "Great just when I thought I could take my break..." you thought putting on your happy service employee smile. "Hello, how may I help you today?" You said in a cheerful tone. "I'd just like to pay for gas. Thanks" the man said as he held up his card ready to pay. "Of course what pump were you at?" "Pump 2" After that you pulled up the cost and he paid. "Hey, have we met before you seem familiar?" He said looking at you.

It was true you looked different from high school.

[This is the look minus the head piece]

Your hair was longer and your style had changed and truth be told the man standing in front of you was non other that Sal fisher. You were a bit upset he didn't recognise you considering you had a huge crush on him back in highschool but hey I guess you weren't truly important to him. "We probably went to high school together but I had changed since then...." you gave a small smile as he walks out the doors. After your shit had ended you noticed that Ash had tagged you in something on Instagram. Opening the app it was photos of you guys back in highschool with the caption "together in every lifetime <3". You didn't bother responding as you knew it was another empty post with no meaning. You unlocked your apartment door and went to your room and proceeded to sleep the rest of the night.

3rd person pov

Waking up to your ringtone was not something [f/n] was happy about. She answered the phone to be greeted with the sound of todd? That was new todd never rang her or even texted her after graduation.

[F/n]: "um hi todd?"

Todd: "Hello [f/n] Ashley has lost her phone so she asked me to call you" he said in a semi monotone voice

Ash: "hey todd did she pick up?"

Ash: "Oh! [f/n] I'm so glad you picked up!"

[F/n]: "it's not like I had a chose"

Ash: "well anyway how about me and you go out shopping in two hours!"

All [f/n] could think of is why now was she asking her to hang out? Also it's still the second semester of college there's not way she has time to shop before class and to make it worse [f/n] had work in half an hour.

[F/n]: sorry Ashley but I have work soon...

She didn't wait for a response and hung up the phone and deleted Todd's number.

2nd person pov

While at work sal came back into the gas station. "Excuse me but do you have any chips that aren't plain?" He asks walking up to the counter. "No sorry we've ran out" you replied ringing his items up. "Ah okay... just one last question?" "Sure..." you were already bored and your shift doesn't finish for another 4 hours.

"Is your name [f/n]?" Sal asked.

"Was it Ashley's post that helped you figure that out?" You said blankly staring at sal.

"Yeah! It's been a while since we spoke would you like to get coffee and catch up?" He stuttered out.

"Why does it sound like you're asking me out on a date?" You questioned praying it was not the answer you would never recover from......

[Hehehe cliffhanger 😈. But seriously it's almost midnight and I just want a chapter out so this can be a two parter]

[ashc-from-ao3]

Bad Christmas pickup lines (and hellhounds)

Castiel x reader

(Y/n) yawned and stretched as she woke up, she mumbled sleepily before trudging out of her room and into the bunker's kitchen. Sam and Dean where not there but Castiel was (Y/n) waved at the angel and sent a happy smile his way.

"Mornin' Cas how's it going?" Castiel waved back at (Y/n) and slid her a cup of coffee, she took a sip and hummed.

"God that's perfect Cas, exactly the way I like it."

"I know how you like it, that's why I made it like that." (Y/n) smiled gently. And nodded in thanks. Sam entered with his hair in knots Dean right behind him. (Y/n) downed the rest of her coffee and went back to her room to change. She slipped on a salmon coloured teeshirt, a pair of dark blue jeans, and a black cardigan. She walked back to the kitchen to help with breakfast when she heard Sam and Dean whispering with Cas as soon as she entered the room all three where silent as mice. Castiel moved forward with a very nervous twitch.

"So (Y/n) Sam and Dean told me that Christmas is coming up and that people usually have a tree with a star or an angel on top.......I want to know (Y/n), are you a Christmas tree? Because I think you need an angel on top of you." Dean sputtered behind Cas and Sam looked surprised. (Y/n) was blushing and her eyes where wide. She could hear Dean say something about "not thinking he had the balls" before she turned and ran as fast as she could to her room. She quickly pulled out some chalk and drew angle sigils on her wall to keep out Cas who was undoubtedly coming to talk to her. Outside her door Sam and Dean had started pounding on it to get her to speak. Castiel's voice reached (Y/n)'s ears next.

"She has warded her room against me, I can't speak to her." The boys stopped trying to get her out of her room for about half an hour, then began the notes. First Sam then Dean and finally Cas started slipping notes under her door. She ignored every single note. (Y/n) had to admire the boy's determination, they kept it up in alternating rounds until they eventually stopped. She could hear the doors to the bunkers garage open and close belfry the distant purr of the impala could be heard. She waited half and hour and during that time Sam sent her a text.

We have a salt and burn, we took Cas so don't worry about avoiding him. Sorry about that Christmas tree line, Dean and I didn't think he would say it or we never would have told him to say it.

(Y/n) smiled weakly at her phone, Sam would always help he as best he could. Right now however she needed sometime away to think, she packed a bag with a weeks worth of clothing and stole several days worth of food before packing it all into her 2008 black Toyota. She cast a sad smile towards the bunker as she pulled away not entirely sure when she would return. She made sure her car was set, over top the black paint was another layer of black paint warding the small vehicle against both angels and Demons, unless Cas wanted to poof into the trunk with her weapons and the devil trap she would be safe. She drove for a couple hours, she knew when the boys came home because she started getting texts demanding to know where she was.

(Y/n) where the hell are you? D.W

This isn't funny where are you? S.W

(Y/n) you better be okay, if you aren't I will fucking kill you! D.W

(Y/n) Sam and Dean are both rather agitated. They are trying to summon Crowley, please come home. C.A.O.T.L

Hello pet, moose and squirrel summoned me to try and find you, just wanted to you know they want you home, blah blah blah. C.K.O.H

(Y/n) smiled at the text tags Castiel and Crowley both used. She had convinced them to use Castiel angel of the lord and Crowley King of hell as their tags. She was about to turn off her phone when the calls started. She sighed and turned off the phone before giving her car more gas and speeding down the road.

Three weeks later

(Y/n) was sneaking around an abandoned farm, she was hunting a rouge hellhound that had never imprinted with Crowley or any other demon and hence had no orders so it went on rampages. She heard a growl behind her and when she turned using her pair of holy fire cured glasses she saw the hulking dog. It was MASSIVE easily four feet tall at the head. She readied her knife just as the dog lunged. (Y/n) managed to scratch the hulking dog on the shoulder before she felt teeth and claws tear through her flesh, she screamed in pain and struggled to remove the dogs jaws from around her. The dog moved at the exact moment she did and for a second they made eye contact. The burning red colour of the dogs eyes instantly changed to a light brown, much like a regular dogs eyes. The hellhound removed it's massive body from (Y/n) but the female Hunter was already too injured to move or get help. She lay there gasping for air and shivering. Beside her the hellhound whined in what she swore was a worried way and a second later the large dog settled beside her the black fur of the dog was not so surprisingly warm, the heat it threw off warmed the Hunter and she relaxed a little.

"That scream was a woman for sure.....I should know what a woman's scream sounds like"

"DUDE WHAT THE HELL? Are you sure this is a rouge hellhound we are hunting? Maybe Crowley gave us some wrong information." (Y/n) was sure that was Sam and Dean talking.

"Sam Dean over here it's (Y/n) and she is badly injured." Now (Y/n) was sure they boys had come. With a short flutter of his trench coat Castiel was beside the woman. A low warning growl sounded beside the woman when Castiel touched her. Seconds later Sam and Dean burst into the room.

"HOLY SHIT, THATS THE HELLHOUND!" Dean levelled a gun to its head and prepared to take a likely lethal shot. (Y/n) struggled to speak and Castiel put a hand up.

Dean don't, (Y/n) is not being attacked by the hound it is protecting her." The hellhound was now standing and growling at the angel who was too close to (Y/n) for its liking. The angel quickly healed (Y/n) and held out a hand to help her up. A second later Crowley appeared accompanied by the smell of brimstone and another hellhound.

"Oh.....this is surprising, I brought Juliet incase the rouge was too much to handle but (Y/n) has it more than under control. Making the rouge look you in the eyes and imprinting it! Finally a hunter with brains."

"You imprinted with a hellhound?" (Y/n) shrugged.

"It attacked me, I tried to get way and we locked eyes. If what I read and what Crowley says is true then yes.....I did imprint with the hellhound......I guess I should give it a name right? If it's imprinted to me I'm keeping it, it won't attack unless I say." (Y/n) nodded in determination Sam and Dean both rolled their eyes but agreed. In a flash of somehow darklight the hellhound became visible to the naked eye.

"Don't look so surprised boys, hell hounds become visible and invisible at will Juliet does it sometimes. I have to leave now so ta!" Crowley disappeared. a second later Castiel had them teleported to the bunker hellhound in tow.

When they got back to the bunker Castiel tugged (Y/n) to her bed room. He sat her in the bed and looked at her with a piercing cerulean blue gaze.

"(Y/n) I wanted to explain why I said the thing about you being a Christmas tree......Sam and Dean said you have a crush on me and I wanted to test that, it really made me worried when you left. I-I want you to know I-I-" Castiel cleared his throat and tried again

"(Y/n) I love you" (Y/n) stared wide eyed at Cas and he gulped looking scared. (Y/n) smiled and leaned forward to plant a kiss on his lips which he quickly returned. Beside the new pair the hellhound leapt to its feet and tackled them before licking both of them and covering their faces in slobber.

"Ewww. Rouge stop!"

"Rouge?" (Y/n) shrugged

"she was a rouge hell hound so it fit."

"Well I guess it does fit her." (Y/n) looked up at Cas with adoration in her gaze.

"So Cas I guess I am a Christmas tree......because I really do need an angel on top of me." (Y/n) tugged on Castiel's jacket lapels and pulled the angel backwards onto the bed, Castiel rested above her smiling slightly. With a happy bark Rouge jumped forward and licked the side of (Y/n) and Castiel's faces again.

"ROUGE!"

[freddythewatchdog]

@janitorlarry7

(Previous) "I'm doing fine, thanks." Larry spotted a nearby corner and sat down, hugging his own knees. Norman remembered not to get too close to him when he was like this, so he walked over to him and stopped, kneeling down and eager to hear what Larry has to say. "I'm--I'm sorry I messed up the whole laser tag thing." "I wanted to make it up by coming back to play after my quick outburst." "...Grop, I'm such a baby." His voice cracked as he rested his head on his knees, not making eye contact with anyone in the room. "I'm not good with a lot of people around me, a-and I still have these TERRIBLE meltdowns..." "Why did I even come in the first place..?" Larry felt tears form in his already worn-out eye. "I just wanted to have fun and--and try and branch out a little more! I guess that backfired badly, huh..?" "I'm just like a flarping child again. Refusing to talk to people like always. Crying right in front of you guys, like always. Its always the same!" Norman looked on as Larry tried so hard not to cry again. Grop, he felt just as terrible as Larry was feeling as he watched, unable to comfort him physically like this right now until Larry asked. "Larry, you're not a child for having these meltdowns or for not being great at talking to people." Norman said calmly as he sat down next to him, but not too close to him, in the same position Larry was in, just without his head down. "I know you really want to play laser tag with us, but, just like she said.." He glanced over to Cathy for a moment before turning back over to Larry. "...There's always another day in the future when you aren't...like this. I think you deserve a little break for today after everything."

The girls snuck furtive glances at each other as Larry explained exactly what Teddy meant when he said he "wasn't feeling well."

If this was a personal issue instead of a cold or something it didn't seem like their place to comfort him. Especially when the problem was the problem was people. And as much as Freddy had told them about Larry, they were total strangers to him.

Irene wandered off to walk around the field because watching Larry break down was starting to feel invasive.

"Totally! Like, if crying and throwing tantrums made you a baby Peepers would be the big-"

"Cathy!"

"What!? It's not like he's listening!"

Freddy crossed his arms and tapped his foot.

"Whatever. Just... play because you want to, okay. Not because you feel like you have to! And if not, that's totally fine. We'll just get to know you another time!"

After a pause Cathy glanced back. "I should probably go..." Irene had the right idea. If being here was stressing him out then maybe she... shouldn't be.

"...see what Irene's up to! Hollar when you figure out what's up!" With that Cathy jumped over the railing and ran off while yelling,

"Hey Irene! Wanna rearrange? I think we need more obstacles!"

Freddy wasn't completely sure if them leaving was a good thing. But that was mostly because he selfishly saw it as a sign that the group was continuing to crumble apart.

Freddy sat down on the other side of Larry, further than Norman did. He wasn't as much help the other times so maybe he should keep his distance.

"It's like she said. We don't wanna force you to do anything, y'know? You came here to have fun and if you're not... Well, you have enough stress as it is."

"So wanna do something tomorrow instead? Just you and me? ...And if you ever wanna try meeting them again we can do it one at a time."

[marchtomydrums]

Please Don't Leave

Cordelia Goode x Mina Venable x Reader(Daughter)

Today was not a good day. Both of your mothers have been snapping at each other throughout the day. Leaving the Acadamy filled with tension. They didn't usually fight but for some reason, both were on high alert today.

You tried your best to stay away from it and played in the halls with the other girls. You and Zoe were running back and forth chasing each other in a game of tag. You were running as fast as you could to get away from her. She's already won twice now and you didn't want to lose. You pick up speed as you turn the corner into the kitchen crashing straight into Mina.

You gasped as your body collided with hers. The force knocked you down on your butt and sent mina’s tea cup crashing down on the floor around you.

“ Dammit, girls!” the redhead shouts.

“What have I told you about running in the house?! “

The two of you bow your heads at the sound of her voice. Tears fill your eyes as Mina continues to yell.

“Look at this mess!” she screams.

“I'm sorry Mina,” you whispered keeping your eyes low.

“Sorry isn't going to cut it y/n you're old enough to know better! I've told you countless times. I'm done talking to you!”

“I...I didn't mean to.” you stuttered as tears roll down your cheeks.

“Get out of my sight before I punish you both! Now!!!” she screams.

Zoe takes off quickly heading to her room running past a confused Myrtle. You carefully get up trying to dodge the glass around you. A hand reaches down to help you up. You look up to see your Auntie Myrtle.

“Let me help your sweetness.” She says gently as you stand to your feet.

“Momma,” you called out looking over at your mother.

The redhead sighs “ I mean it y/n! Go!” she screams.

You hang your head low as you walk past Myrtle.

“ Wilhelmina…are you alright?” Myrtle asked.

“No.” She sighs.

“I’m stressed. Cordelia is stressed. This house is filled with people all day every day. And I just wanted one moment of peace and look at this mess!”

“They’re children Mina. They didn’t mean it.”

“I know. But sometimes I wonder if I can do this…”

“Do what dear?”

“This! Being here. Being responsible for Cordelia and y/n. Being responsible for these girls. Sometimes it’s just too much. Sometimes I just want to run away from it all. I can’t do this…“ she cries.

You gasped quietly as you listened from behind the door your tears increasing at her words. Mina didn’t want to be here anymore and it’s your fault. You sobbed as you ran off to your room.

Myrtle sighed as she walks closer to Mina resting her hand on her shoulder.

“Dear these girls love you, Delia loves you, y/n loves you. It’s just a bad day is all. You’re doing a wonderful job, Mina. Don’t be so hard on yourself.”

Mina smiles “Your right. I love them all so much. I’d be lost without Cordelia and y/n. I just lost it for a moment.”

“It happens, dear. Let’s clean up this mess okay?”

Mina gives her a small smile as she nods her head and begins to clean up the broken glass.

You stayed in your room for the rest of the day. Zoe tried to get you to come down for dinner but you told her no. You didn't want to see Mina. Your heart hurt as you replayed her words. She's never yelled at you before. You knew better than to play in the halls and now because you didn’t listen Mina was going to leave. Your mom is going to be so sad. And it’s all your fault. You sighed as you curled into your pillow crying softly.

Moments later the door opens.

“Sweetheart,” Cordelia calls out to you. You ignored her.

“Honey dinner is almost over. Are you coming down?”

“No thank you,” you whispered.

“Aren't you hungry?”

“No.”

“Are you sick?” she asked.

“No. I'm just not hungry. I just want to sleep.”

“Okay. Well, I'll be in my room if you need me. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“I love you,” she whispered.

“Love you too,” you whispered back as she closed the door.

You sighed to yourself. Part of you wanted to tell her what happened. But you also didn't want to cause your mothers to fight anymore. Plus Mina was already upset with you. So you closed your eyes praying for sleep. Eventually, you dosed off.

The next morning you woke up with a massive headache from crying all night. Your head throbbed and your eyes were red and puffy.

You quickly got dressed for breakfast wondering if Mina would be there or if she already left. Your heart hurt thinking about what your life would be like without your Momma. Making your way downstairs you sit at the table waiting for the rest of the girls to join. Cordelia walks in kissing your forehead.

“Good morning love.”

“Morning.” You mumbled.

Mina walks in right after smiling at you.

“Good morning little one.” she smiles.

You duck your head low avoiding her eyes. Mina looks over at Cordelia who just shrugged her shoulders.

Throughout breakfast, Mina tries to interact with you but you ignored her. Cordelia takes notice reaching her hand out to comfort the redhead. Once breakfast was over Cordelia excuses the girls.

You get up quickly to join the other girls when Cordelia calls you back.

“Y/n stay here please.”

You sighed sitting back down. Once everyone cleared out it was only the three of you left she speaks.

“Y/n is there a reason you're being so cold towards Momma this morning?” she asked.

You shake your head no keeping your eyes low.

“Well, there must be a reason you've barely said two words to her.”

“I'm sorry,” you whispered.

Your mothers sigh as they share a look. Mina reaches over the table.

“Little one look at me please,” she begged.

You lift your head slowly with tears.

“Little one if this is about yesterday I am truly sorry. I was having a bad day and I took it out on you and Zoe. You were just playing as children do and it wasn't right for me to yell at you.” she says.

You nod your head still not talking making them sigh once more.

“Baby talk to me, please,” Mina begs.

“Are you going to leave now? ” you mumbled.

“What?” she asked.

You lift your head to look at her. “ I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you. Please don’t leave.“ you cry.

Cordelia looks at Mina in confusion.

“My love what are you talking about?”

“I heard what you said to Auntie Myrtle,” you said to Mina making her gasp.

“I promise I’ll be good. Just don’t leave momma please.” you cried harder breaking both of your mother's hearts.

Mina's eyes filled with tears as she shakes her head. “I didn't mean any of that. I'm so sorry you heard that baby. I’m not going anywhere. I was just having a bad day.” she cries.

Cordelia reaches her hand across the table grabbing yours. “Baby why didn't you talk to me about this last night?”

“I was afraid.” you cried.

“Why?” she asked.

“I didn't want you two to fight anymore. And Mina was already mad at me.” You said lowering your eyes to the floor.

Mina sighs as she gets up from her seat walking around the table she kneels down in front of you with the help of Cordelia.

“Look at me,” she says softly. You raise your head looking at her.

“I love you so much. And I'm so sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry I took my stress out on you and I'm sorry I made you feel like you couldn't talk to me or your mother. I’m not going anywhere little one. This is my home. You and your mother are my home. I never wanted to make you feel like you had to change who you are for me or anyone else to stay. You don’t. You’re perfect just the way you are. And I love you very much. I’d be lost without you. I’m so sorry baby.” She cries cradling your little face in her hands.

You lunged forward into arms almost knocking her down but Cordelia was quick to catch her.

“I love you, momma. So so much. I didn’t mean to break your teacup. I promise to listen better. I just don’t want you to leave.”

Mina cradles you in her arms holding you tight. “I’m not leaving baby. I would never leave you. Don't worry about the teacup it wasn’t even my favorite one.” She chuckles.

“But you were so mad at me.” You cried.

“No little one I was mad at myself. I was mad that I acted that way. I was stressed and I hurt you in the process. I felt like a bad mom. And in return, I said some things that I didn’t mean.”

“You aren’t a bad mom. You’re the best mom. It was my fault.” you cried wrapping your arms around her neck.

“Look at me..”

“It wasn’t your fault okay? I love you, baby. I would never leave you. You’re my whole world. I’m so sorry baby. Can you forgive me?”

“Yes, momma.” you smiled as she kissed your cheek pulling you back into a hug.

“My sweet girl. I love you so much. I’m sorry.” She cries holding you tight. Cordelia smiles and she cries as well holding you both in her arms.

After a while, Mina shifts her weight and you knew it was because of her back.

“I’m sorry Momma. I’ll help you up.” You said offering her your hand.

She takes it as you and Cordelia help her up. Keeping your hand in hers she walks you and Cordelia over to the couch. Sitting down she pulls you into her lap and Cordelia to her side. You snuggled deep into her listening to her steady heartbeat.

“I love you both so much. And I will always be here for you both. Forever and Always.” She whispered kissing your forehead before looking over at Cordelia.

Cordelia smiles as they kiss each other softly. “Forever and Always my love.”

“Don't ever leave me, momma. Promise,” you asked looking up at her.

“I promise little one. I'm not going anywhere.”

[prompty-ping]

hiii! can i request obvious pining between childhood friends (who both are idiots/oblivious), and everyone can see it except them? have a good day!

Mutually Pining Childhood Best Friends to Lovers in Denial (Angst/Fluff)

I ask that if you use my prompts, tag me in them. I don't need credit, I'd just like to see how you use them.

They've been best friends their entire lives, and they're still going strong. Too strong. But they probably don't feel the same way. Right?

Cw: Swearing. One mention of arousal.

Best friends have a pact to marry each other if they are single in a certain amount of time. That time is approaching.

Going to each other's houses when the respective owner is not there.

Rosie having to wear Ollie’s clothes because of circumstances, and he gets too turned on.

Having keys to each other's houses.

Kind of sharing a pet, but it's not official.

Teasing each other with their (horrible) full/middle names.

Ridiculous nicknames.

Being each other's first kiss.

Fake dating. Fake dating. Fake dating. Having to kiss to sell the fake dating, getting way too into it. Little romantic mannerisms start coming to them like second nature.

All their other friends are just haggard.

Non. Stop. Inside. Jokes.

Getting married in Vegas when drunk.

Knowing each other's types/things that attract and teasing each other by doing them (i.e. attracted to a 3-piece suit, will wear a 3-piece piece suit.)

Insulting each other all the time, good-naturedly.

Practically being raised together, your families are interwined.

Fights rarely last long.

Being each other's first crush

Knowing all of each other's secrets— except one.

"Are you going home for the holidays this year?" "Yeah. My mum's pressing me about bringing someone home." "Mine too. Like we're just going to manifest dates in a month." "... Wait..."

"I cannot wait to see you, it's been months. Talking on the phone isn't the same."

"Hi." "FUCK! Ollie, I gave you that key for emergencies!"

"Hey, for Christmas, do you want to share a hotel room? I'm not staying at my parents house again. Not doing it." "You know what, yeah. That's actually a great idea. And we can split the cost, why didn't we think about this before!"

"Hang on. You booked one bed?" "I... don't think so, hang on *checks phone*... Yeah. I did. It was an accident, I'm sorry." "It's fine, not a big deal. We'll just share the bed."

"I love you, bud." "Love you, too, bud."

"Actually I'm bringing Mike home this year." "R-really?" "Yeah! It made sense, I thought I'd introduce him to the families."

"Aren't you two dating?" "No, we're just friends."

"You two would make such a lovely couple!" "Oh, no, grandma, we're not interested in each other... like that."

"I'm just saying that she would make a great wife someday!" "Mum will you give it a rest."

"I love you, Rosie." "Go to sleep, you're drunk." "No. I love you. I've always loved you." "Ok, come on sleepy head. Time for bed."

"Look, she doesn't see me that way, so just... let it go, ok?"

"You will not believe who I ran into at the town square!" "Who?" "Mikey! From Highschool!" "Woooow, really?" "Yeah! I haven't spoken to him since— well, since we broke up." "Yeeeeaah, I remember. Is he still tall?" "Uh, yeah, I guess." "Is he balding?" "What? No, why?" "No reason."

"He was an asshole to you!" "In highschool!" "And that makes it better?" "No, it means people grow the hell up— something you'd know nothing about!"

"I hate when you say just friends. Like you're settling. Being your friend is the best thing about me. Just because this relationship isn't romantic, it doesn't make it less valuable."

"You are the best part of me."

"You're my best friend. I don't know what I'd do without you." "You won't ever have to find out."

"You're not gettin' rid of me anytime soon, bub. You're gonna be stuck with me for a while. I'm like a fungus." "Gross."

"YOU KNEW! You had to have known!" "NO, I didn't know! I didn't know, how was I meant to know?! You never TOLD me!" "I was so obvious!" "I'M NOT A FUCKING MIND READER!"

"YOU KNEW?! All this time, you knew and you let me make an idiot of myself?!"

"She seems friendly." "I guess." "She was flirting with you." "What? Nah. She's just trying to get with my sister." "She was flirting with you." "Wha— hang on, she was?"

"Is it so hard to believe someone wants you? You're good-looking, you're intelligent, you're funny— this shouldn't come as a shock." "I am?" "Yes. Very."

[Slow dancing at a party] "This is nice. We never do this, it's so... nice." "Yeah, it is."

"Have you ever considered it?" "Considered what?" "Us?"

"Do... Wait, do you want to try this?"

"Thanks, Ollie. It's sweet you got the corsage, and the limo and everything, but I know this was a pity date." "I do not pity you. I wanted to make you feel special. I didn't want some idiot dumping you to be the only memory you have of prom."

"Are you going to kiss me?" "Do you want me to?"

*kisses other, they don't react, too shocked* "Oh. Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'm... we can pretend this never happened." *other kisses them back.*

"Remember that night at the school dance when Danny Orcino showed up without trousers and dived off the stage before any of the teachers could stop him?" "Um... no. I wasn't there for... that part. I was with Mikey." "Oh. Right."

"Is she pretty?" "Um... I don't know, I guess." "It's not a difficult question, do you think she's pretty?" "I don't know, why does it matter?" "It doesn't matter, you just can't answer a simple question!" "What has gotten into you?" "Nothing! What has gotten into you!?"

"No. You deserve someone that will spoil you with love. And if that's not them, screw them. Find someone better."

"All that time?"

"I don't know what could be better than to spend the rest of my life with my best friend."

"We're not just friends. You know we're not."

"You're a coward."

"You take good care of me."

"You're always there for me. When Mikey broke up with me, I called you, miserable. You turned up at my house with Chinese, ice cream and DVDs, and we watched movies for hours. After a while, I didn't even remember I was sad. Only you can do that."

"Look. I am tired of being jerked around by you. So make up your fucking mind, once and for all— are we friends or are we more?"

"That was you?... Why didn't you tell me?"

"I still remember Mrs. Dauber's Christmas party, when you wore tied your hair up with that little red bow. I knew then."

"Whenever I imagined my happily ever after, I always imagined it with you."

"What if this ruins our friendship?" "I love you too much to ever let that happen"

"What if it hurts too much? If this ends. And we can't bare to be friends anymore."

"I've always had to pretend like I'm not affected when you touch me."

"I love you. As a friend and as more. Whichever you choose, I will respect that decision and play my part."

"I just had to say it. And if you don't want me that way, we'll never mention this again. I'll be at your side when you get married, when you have kids, when you find the cure for cancer— and I'll be happy for you. I'll keep my feelings out of it."

"I love you, and because I love you, I will watch you walk down that isle with a smile on my face."

"Can we even be friends after this?"

*Kisses other after a moment of weakness* "Wh—... why did you do that?"

"I only went with Mikey because he asked me to. The person who I wanted to go with didn't ask me..." "Who?" "It's not important, they weren't interested."

"How long have you known? How long have you kept this a secret?" "Fifteen years..." "FIFTEEN YEARS?!"

"You never were like a sister to me."

"I don't know how long I can keep resisting my feelings for you."

"I love you. *melancholy* I've always loved you. And I always will."

"It is my WEDDING DAY, Ollie! How DARE YOU confess this now?! I'm getting married!"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. This was a mistake."

"I'm sorry. But I can't... I can't sit and watch the love of my life marry someone else. It'll tear me apart."

This sucks, I'm sorry. I'm just not very good with this trope.

If you want a good reference to study this trope: The Mistake by @were-cheetah-stiles (Stiles Stilinski x Reader, Teen Wolf) of which I sought inspiration from.

-M

[tzuyuscloud]

HELLO IM IN LOVE WITH YOUR WRITING so i just want to know if you could write something ab Rose and her being in the background of a bp vlive and shes watching readers group vlog thingy (reader is also an idol) and clearly focused on everytime reader appears. this leads to dating rumours and since you two aren't dating, the bp group tries to make the two groups collab so they can set us up, you can decide the rest! if you don't feel comfortable that's okay! just remember to take care of yourself

Rumors Chaeyoung x idol F reader

It was blackpink's anniversary vlive where they were all gathered at Lisa's place. Lisa and Jisoo sat on the floor in front of the camera reading comments and interacting with fans, Jennie was sitting next to Chaeyoung who was on the couch focused on a YouTube clip of y/n of Twice.

Fans always knew that Chaeyoung had adored y/n, never taking it too far. Although, some fans shipped them and Chaeyoung happened to scroll past edits of her and y/n on social media.

"Chaeyoung-ah, blinks are asking what you are watching?" Jisoo tapped Chaeyoung's leg.

Chaeyoung started to get a blush, "just a YouTube video" she responded and quickly showed the phone screen to the camera before turning it back. In those few seconds that the screen showed, the fans in the chat were going crazy.

Omg she was watching y/n's recent vlog

Chaeyoung x y/n??

Are you and y/n dating?

Dalgom marry me!!

Rosie x y/n when??

"Rosie they're going crazy in the comments" Lisa chuckled before moving her head so that Chaeyoung could get a glimpse of the comments that were rapidly moving. Oh wow.

"guys I'm just watching a video it's nothing serious" Chaeyoung playfully rolled her eyes.

"mhm" Jennie hummed, "sure it isn't."

Chaeyoung then pouted at Jennie's response crossing her arms, "unnie!! You're not helping my case."

After a few hours, they decided to end the live and part ways to the different guest bedrooms. Chaeyoung lied in bed thinking about y/n and how she wishes she had a chance with her, without being criticized and shamed for her decision. But before she knew it, she was off to sleep.

-

"Rosie wake up!" Jennie jumped on Chaeyoung's side, wakening her. "What?" Chaeyoung glared through her messy blonde hair.

"look." Chaeyoung rubbed her eyes before skimming the viral tags on Twitter and all the new articles along with the comments under her recent post.

Blackpink's Rosé in a relationship with Twice's y/n?

Rosie and y/n confirmed?

Y/n doesn't deserve Rosie

If Rosie is dating y/n I'm unstanning.

They will be such a cute couple

"Holy shit." Sighing, Chaeyoung ran her hands through her head trying to think of a solution.

"well um YGE said that they would try to calm it down by sending out a post saying that nothing is confirmed. In the meantime, Jisoo, Lisa and I had set up a little get together with you and y/n today at 2pm so you can get your shit together. So if I were you, I'd get up and get ready" Jennie winked before running out of the room before Chaeyoung could snatch her up and attack her.

"guys seriously?!?!?" Despite being confused and exhausted she got up to get ready, not wanting to miss an opportunity to hang out with y/n.

-

Chaeyoung arrived at the small bookstore/ cafe where she was told to meet y/n at and was immediately greeted by a tall brunette with glasses. She was wearing a classy dress and looked expensive. "Hey Rosie!!" Y/n greeted with a huge smile on her ridiculously beautiful face.

"Hi" Chaeyoung blushed, but attempted to hide it, and obviously failing. "Sorry for getting you caught up in drama and rumors" she rubbed her arm.

"you're okay, darling. Want something to eat, or some coffee?" Y/n asked nicely. She noticed how nervous Chaeyoung was, as she placed her hand on hers to relax her, but little did she know it just made Chaeyoung's heart rate spike.

"you don't have to be so awkward around me, darling. You probably know a little about me already. So why don't you tell me about yourself? How old are you?" Y/n smirked.

Chaeyoung shook from the chills that went down her spine, "I was born in 1997, I'm from Australia-"

"97? Oh wow you're a baby?" Y/n joked. "I'm just kidding, but let's keep the formalities" she winked at Chaeyoung. Y/n did it because she loved seeing the red blush form on the younger woman's face everytime she did.

They spent three hours talking about each other and showering each other with compliments. "I see your company didn't confirm anything." Y/n pointed out.

"oh yeah, no." Chaeyoung replied.

Y/n's next words shocked left Chaeyoung speechless, "we'll just give them a great new years when it comes to revealing couples through dispatch."

"unnie- I-"

"check please." Y/n smirked.

[theringers]

often - charles leclerc

summary: you’re unbelievably desperate for your boyfriend all night.

request: Hope u dont mind me requesting #79 and #82 w charles or lando😃 have a good day!!

prompt: 79) "Look at you, grinding against everything, you're really desperate for it. Aren't you?" 82) "Yeah, that's it, baby, just like that."

a/n: this is short & unedited so i apologize for the lack of “story” but this just came to my brain and i needed to write it down so enjoy also sorry if the gif is malfunctioning i’m ready to throw my phone at the window so just ignore lol

warnings: nsfw, dirty talk, 18+, teasing, obvi i had to include some public stuff bc it’s my brand

The live music was loud and blaring through your ears. You had requested a few songs and enjoyed drinks while you waited for the band to get to your request.

Charles stood up from the table to head towards the crowded bar. “Need anything, mon amour?” He looked at you.

You lifted your cup and smiled. “Another?” He nodded at you and walked towards the corner of the room. He knew you had a tolerance like no other and could outdrink him on any occasion. It was just humorous to him at this point.

“Are you excited for your trip?” Your friend asked from across the table.

“Oh, so excited. Charles and I haven’t been able to get away for a long time. It’s much needed.” You sat in your bar stool day dreaming about the blue waters of the Caribbean Sea and how you were about to spend weeks out there on the relaxing water.

Your friend took another sip of her drink. “I’m insanely jealous. Too bad Pierre and I can’t tag along.” She frowned.

“Next time, I promise. We’ll plan a trip just the four of us.” You both started laughing. “Or better yet, just the two of us. Girls trip.”

After a few more laughs, Charles walked up to your table with a drink in each hand. Pierre followed with the same. “Thank you,” you smiled at your boyfriend as he handed you another. You couldn’t remember how many this had been but you were feeling good and really enjoying yourself.

You sat all the way back in your barstool, but kept your drink at the table. This was the best possible solution to avoid drinking too quickly. Every time you needed a sip, you had to scoot yourself closer to the table, take a sip, and sit back. It was working pretty well.

Charles leaned over and spoke in your ear over the sound of the loud music. “I’m going to need you to stop doing that.”

You looked at him, confused. “What am I doing?”

He waved his hand around. “This.” He leaned in closer again. “You keep rocking your hips back and forth and it’s driving me crazy.”

You sat up and moved yourself closer to the table, rocking your hips at a painfully slow, yet discreet, pace. Your eyes found his and his focus was solely on you, sipping the remains of your drink.

“Anyone want another drink?” You asked the table as you hopped out of your seat.

“I’m good, I think I’m ready to head home soon actually. Pretty long day,” Charles said.

Your friend scoffed. “Nonsense, it’s only 11 o’clock.”

Charles looked at her with his head hung, then back at you. “Fine. One more drink.” He looked at Pierre. “See, this is what we have to deal with.”

You waited in the line for drinks and returned to your table. As soon as you scooted back in your barstool, Charles leaned over. “This is our last round of drinks. I’m going to need to take you home after this one.” You didn’t look over at him. You just kept your eyes straight ahead and smiled.

After more casual conversation with Pierre and his girlfriend, Charles called the car home. He took your hand and lead you out of the bar after leaving a hefty tip for the bartender.

Sliding into the back seat of the car, he acknowledged the driver and then went silent. You followed in after him, sliding across the seats. Your short sundress rode up creating friction between your clit and the car seats. You let out a soft moan, but ignored it, hoping no one else heard you. That was not the case.

The car started to move and Charles leaned over to you. He rested his hand on your thigh and whispered in your ear. “I heard that.” It sent chills up your spine.

The rest of the ride was silent, trying to focus on getting home without jumping each other’s bones in the backseat of the car. As soon as you arrived home, you both drunkenly stumbled in the door.

You shouted at Alexa to play some of your favorite music. Often by The Weeknd came out of your speakers.

Charles sat down on the couch with his hands on his knees. A deep breath escaped his lips as he took in the dark apartment around him.

“What’s up?” You asked, walking over to him.

“Long day,” he said. You nodded in response.

Leaning down towards him, you spread your legs to straddle him on the couch. You sat back with your weight on his knees, looking at him. “I love you,” you said to him.

“I love you too, mon amour,” he said. You felt his hands grip your waist. You began to slowly shift your hips around - starting with back and forth, and a little bit of side to side.

“I had a really fun time tonight,” you said.

“Me too, I’m glad we decided to go out.”

“It’s always a good time with them.” You were lucky enough to play matchmaker for Pierre, setting him up with your best friend. It was a win-win. He got a beautiful girlfriend and in return, you got to have your best friend accompany you on vacations, to races, PR events, galas, the whole nine. It was a smart move on your part.

You looked down at Charles, focusing on his messy hair. He was always such a perfectionist about how he appeared, but that all went down the drain when he drank alcohol. You kind of loved it, seeing him let loose a bit and not care so much. You ran your fingers through his messy locks and smiled.

“That dress looks so sexy on you,” he said. His eyes absorbed your body all over and his hands began to move up and down your sides.

“I knew you would like it.” You started to move your hips with more intensity.

“You want to tell me about what happened in the car?” He asked.

“I think you know what happened in the car.”

He had a smug look on his face. “I don’t, actually. Enlighten me.”

“Well, since you want to play dumb,” you grabbed one of his hands off of your side and guided it under your dress. “I’m not wearing any underwear. And I forgot I wasn’t until I slid in the car.” His fingers massaged the skin of your inner thigh.

“That’s hot.” He dipped a finger between your folds and felt the wetness pooling. He swirled his finger around a few times before sliding it inside of you. You moved your hips slowly, meeting his finger. “Look at you, grinding against everything. You’re so desperate for me, huh?” He smirked. You rolled your eyes at him but continued to move your hips. “You couldn’t even help yourself at the bar tonight. Or in the car.”

“I just couldn’t stop thinking about fucking you,” you said. You leaned down to unbutton his pants, grinding your body against his thigh in the process. You let out a moan and he just watched you in awe.

You pulled his pants down, his hard cock springing free. You got back on top of him and hiked your dress up above your hips. You positioned yourself on top of his cock and started to slide back and forth, creating euphoric friction for both of you. Your folds were wet and warm, making him grunt. “Shit, baby,” he said. His head fell back against the couch as he guided your hips. “I need to be inside of you, now.”

You pulled away and quickly sat down on his cock. He kept his hands positioned on your hips as you ground them onto him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and let your head fall onto his shoulder.

You put the weight on your knees and began to bounce up and down on him. He placed his hands on your ass for support. “Oh yeah, that’s it baby,” he said. “Just like that.” A throaty moan escaped your lips right into his ear.

“You feel so good,” you said. The rhythm continued and he spread your cheeks. He was itching to pound into you but he loved the way you looked bouncing on his cock.

He reached for the strap of your dress, pulling it down to expose your breasts. He took one in his hand and massaged it roughly. “Shit, babe. Look at you riding my cock like such a good girl.” He wasn’t one to talk dirty too much, but with alcohol involved he was an open book.

“I’m all yours, baby,” you said, leaning back. You ran your hands through your hair while riding him and made eye contact with him - driving him crazy.

You could feel him start to thrust up into you, an indication that he was getting close. You leaned back down to his ear. “Cum for me, baby,” you said.

He finished with a grunt and a tight grip on your hips. You rolled off of him and laid your head down on a pillow. After all that alcohol, the couch was seeming like a perfect place to crash.

Charles returned with a towel and a glass of water for you. “You did so well, baby. That was hot.” He said, smiling at you and handing you the glass of water.

You giggled and stuck your tongue out. “You’re welcome.”

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

Bad Behavior (Kang Yeosang and Choi San) Rated

Pairing: Dilf Sugar Daddy! Kang Yeosang × Younger Sugar Baby! Reader (Female) × Dilf Sugar Daddy! Choi San

Genre: Smut, Slight Angst, Dilf/Sugar Daddy AU.

Summary: After coming back and finding out their beloved princess misbehaved, Yeosang and San must remind her to not cross them again.

Word Count: 3.6K

Warnings: Aged up/Older ateez (but age differences are still within legal boundaries). Sugar daddy × sugar baby relationship. Poly relationship. Degradation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, edging, bondage, slight sensory play, orgasm denial, oral (male receiving), fingering, spanking, hair pulling, unprotected sex (always use protection), breeding kink, daddy kink. Dom! Yeosang, Dom! San, Sub! Reader

Taglist: @little-precious-baby @galaxteez @multidreams-and-desires @yunhofingers @yunhoiseyecandy @deja-vux @brie02 @hanatiny (not sure if you wanted to be tagged in Yeosang content that feat. other members), @couchpotatoaniki @daniblogs164 @a-soft-hornytiny @yunsangoveryonder @nanamarkie @minhyukmyluv @leoninadecorazones

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Yeosang sat calmly on the chair leaned against the wall, hands delicately placed on his lap as he listened to the desperate whines echoing through the room. His eyes were hardly blinking as he watched his friend press the wand vibrator further into the small, sensitive button of the young female. Her skin was heated, face flushed, cheeks burning. No matter how much she writhed underneath the man standing over her, she was still unable to free her wrists, which were bound by the ropes they had tied up to the bed posts, and the male who was currently edging her as he pleased made sure she kept her hips and legs with the help of his strong arms.

Taking notice of how her thighs began trembling and wanted to clench together, Yeosang quickly spoke up:

"San move the vibrator away from Y/N, she's about to cum."

Even though she had been blindfolded, she could practically feel the sadistic smile on San's face that sent shivers down her spine everytime she saw it. She threw her head back against the pillow, grunting loudly in frustration when yet another orgasm was merciless was taken away from her, leaving her in utter disillusion.

"Look at how cute she looks Yeosang, bucking her hips up into the air like a needy bitch." San let out a snicker as he released part of his hold on her lower half to watch as her body practically pleaded for his touch once more.

"How pathetic. Maybe you should have thought twice before going out without your daddies' permission to that cheap club and have your body groped by some lowlife douche."

With an annoyed click of his tongue, San gripped the end of her chin and tilted it slightly towards him.

"Well? Was it worth it? Did you enjoy having his dirty hands touching you? I hope it was worth it you little bitch."

Releasing his grip on her chin, Y/N then let out a tiny shriek when she felt the palm of his hand strike against her left cheek, leaving her stunned momentarily.

"I can't even look at you, let alone want to touch you after knowing someone else defiled you." If the silk material wasn't rendering her blind, she'd be able to see the disgusted look on San's face as he pictured the younger man in question touching and feeling up his prized possession.

"San, I understand that you are very upset and disappointed at our little princess, but slapping her like a common whore is not a proper punishment." Yeosang's eyebrows furrowed significantly as he witnessed the appalling incident.

"Oh don't be too soft on her Sangie. If she's going to act like a common whore, then we have to treat her as one. Besides...."

He let out a low chuckle as he traced the outline of her lower lip with his thumb.

"Our princess likes being treated roughly. Why do you think she went out and disobeyed us? She probably wanted to get us mad so we'd treat her like this. Isn't that right babygirl?"

Y/N let out a shuddering gasp when she felt San's hand wrap around her neck, making her swallow harshly and hold her own breath even though he wasn't even cutting off her oxygen. Hearing her other sugar daddy sigh softly, she trembled even more when she discerned his footsteps coming towards the bed, stopping right at one of the corners were one of the ropes were tied to. She released the breath she was holding when San's hand was removed from her neck by Yeosang, who although having a stern look, was still very calm in his demeanor.

"She misbehaved, yes, but I'm sure she's very sorry about her bad behavior. Am I correct sweetheart?" Yeosang shifted his attention to her.

"Y-yes." She responded promptly.

"Yes what?" Yeosang raised an eyebrow.

"Yes daddy. I'm very sorry for behaving so badly." She corrected herself, remembering the way Yeosang liked having her respond.

With a hint of a smile, he lightly caressed her cheek, a sign that he was indeed pleased with her.

"Well then....why don't you show us how sorry you are baby?"

Feeling the tight rope being loosened up, Y/N's hands dropped to her stomach when they were finally freed from their confinement. The blindfold soon was also peeled off and she was graced by the sight of Yeosang's beautiful face peering down at her. Cupping the side of her cheek, Yeosang bent over so he could tenderly place a kiss on her. He was so gentle yet zealous with his kiss, Y/N found herself losing her breath the more he intensified their kiss. She didn't hesitate to part her mouth when his tongue swiped over her upper lip, she allowed him to take advantage as he wanted, wet muscle roaming all around her cavern. Just as they were getting lost in their passion, they were soon reminded they weren't alone when the other male cleared his throat rather exaggerated, his eyes elongating themselves even more as he watched the scene unfold in front of him. Reluctant to break away from his dear sugar baby, Yeosang nonetheless took a step back.

"Now honey, Sannie here was very hurt by what he calls your betrayal."

San crossed his arms and let out an angered puff of air.

"Why don't you make it up to him? Show him how sorry you are?" Yeosang suggested, although Y/N knew it was more of a command.

Propping herself into all fours, she crawled over to the other side of the bed where San was. She tried reaching for his zipper, but San retracted himself away before she could even touch him.

"I don't know if I want a dirty slut's mouth sucking my cock. Who knows what else she's put in there?" He sneered at her, which made Y/N look down in shame.

Shaking his head, Yeosang walked over and patted his friend on the shoulder.

"San, stop being that way. Our Y/N is a good girl and she wants to make up for what she did. And I know for a fact you really enjoy having her suck you off."

San bit down at his bottom lip, enticed by the thought of his favorite doll's mouth stuffed full with his cock.

"Plus look at her, she wants your cock in her mouth too." Yeosang whispered softly in his ear.

Looking back down at the younger female, San took in her eyes that were widened like a deer's and staring up at him with a yearning. Although he made up his mind to give in, purely for his own satisfaction, he was going to have fun with it first.

"You want to show me you're sorry by sucking my cock babygirl?" San tilted his head down at her.

She quickly nodded her head, which displeased the other male.

"Words princess. Those lips of yours aren't just there to adorn your pretty face, now speak up or I'll take away your ability to speak." Yeosang gave her the first warning of the night.

"Yes, I want to show my daddy how sorry I am. Will daddy let me suck his huge cock?" She ended her inquiry by poking her tongue out to wet her lips.

With a totally smug grin, San started to unzip his pants.

"Hmmmm I don't know if you truly deserve to suck off my cock, after all, it's a superior cock to all the other one's you've had, aside from Yeosang's." He added, to which his friend couldn't help but smirk at.

"So why don't you beg first and then maybe I'll think about it?" But San and Yeosang both knew he'd end up face fucking the girl on the bed.

"Please daddy, let me suck your cock. I know I've acted like a total slut, but please use my mouth as you wish. Fuck yourself on my face until you make a mess of me."

With a satisfied gaze, San didn't hesitate to strip himself out of his pants, revealing that he had not worn any underwear underneath at all. Getting a peak over at Yeosang's disgruntled look, San could only shrug.

"We both know we'd end up fucking her either way so what was the point?"

Noticing that Y/N seemed to brighten up at his words, San was quick to tear down any illusions she had.

"Don't get ahead of yourself missy. Just cause I said we'd fuck you, it doesn't mean we're going to let you cum."

She couldn't help but pout her lips when he shut her down so cruelly. Resting a palm on the top of her head, San grabbed the base of his erect member and tapped the head along her upper lip.

"Maybe if you suck me off real good, I might think about it."

Lips parting around his cock, Y/N hummed as San sunk his length deeper inside her mouth. He sucked in a deep breath and then released a heavy groan, head tilting back as he slowly rolled his hips forward. Y/N generously opened her mouth to make way for his entire cock to slide in and out of her. San started a slow pace at first, wanting to savor the feeling of her wet mouth engulfing his entire shaft.

"Shit, you always treat me so well." He said in a raspy voice when he felt Y/N start suckling around his length.

"Told you she was our good little girl." Yeosang spoke up from the other side of the bed, watching in earnest as his friend was getting his cock sucked by their sugar baby. Feeling the atmosphere get heated, Yeosang started unbuttoning his dress shirt, peeling it open enough for his rock hard abs to peek out, a sight very few got to behold. He ran a hand down his thigh, resisting the urge to whip his own member out and jerk off to the scene in front of him. As much as he wanted to, he had a lot of self control and he'd much rather have Y/N wrap her own hands around his cock. Or better yet, he'd rather pound it into her pussy.

San continued to let our groan after groan, his hips starting to become more aggressive in their movements. With a hand gripping the back of her head, he forced her face down until she was gagging all around his shaft. When he released her, she only managed to take a deep breath before he was bucking his hips up into her mouth in a continuous motion.

"Oh God- yes that's right. Suck my cock like the good whore you are."

Y/N felt herself clench around nothing when he heard San speak up above her. Hollowing her cheeks even further, one of her hands slid up San's thigh and then cupped his balls. That action had him throwing his head back as he drove himself into her mouth more roughly.

"Oh fuck babygirl, you're driving me insane."

If she could, Y/N would have smiled at the praises San was now bestowing upon her. She made sure to squeeze and fondle his balls as she knew he'd like, further heightening the pleasure he was feeling. She was so concentrated and focused on sucking San off that she didn't realize Yeosang had leaned closer towards them. One of his hands delicately came up to caress his baby's ass, fingertips brushing across her soft skin and creeping closer to her tiny hole. With a sly smile, he plunged his middle finger inside her, wiggling it slightly before curling it up and rubbing it on her hood.

"Yeosang-" San growled when he was made aware of what was happening only because when Yeosang started pushing his finger inside Y/N's pussy, she had given him a particularly long suck that caught him off guard, nearly throwing him over the edge.

Smiling unapologetically, Yeosang merely added a second finger into her hole, using them to spread her folds apart.

"She's mine too and I get to play with her however I want."

Although muffled due to San's cock, Y/N was moaning wildly as Yeosang swirled and circled his fingers into her, his thumb playing close attention to her clit.

"My cute little doll for me to play with." He finished saying as he continued to finger her hole.

"Yeah? Well right now I'm going to paint this little doll's face with my cum. Make a mess on her."

Holding her head in place, San shut his eyes and through gritted teeth began to recklessly fuck himself against her face, his tip hitting the back of her throat every time he pushed back in. As soon as his cock twitched, San pulled himself out and quickly began pumping his length. Making sure to get as close as possible, San groaned in ecstasy when sputters of his cum started pouring out and landing on Y/N's face. Yeosang himself whined lowly as he watched the white liquid trickle down her forehead, cheeks and even her nose. Whatever fell close to her mouth was quickly cleaned up by her tongue, further pleasing the male she just brought to his climax.

"Oh you're such a dirty girl." He grinned at her.

Knowing his friend wasn't done with her quite yet, Yeosang slipped his fingers that were still lodged in her heat out. Bringing them up to his mouth, he licked it all clean as he saw how San began turning her so her ass was now facing him.

"You sucked me off like a champ baby, but you know my hard on is difficult to get rid of."

She did indeed knew, having been used over and over by solely him in just one night. It seemed he was insatiable when it came to her, never leaving without at least making sure they came 4 to 6 times. If Yeosang was added to the equation, then it'd be less, but only because it would get more rough, kinky and he'd insist on not pushing their precious princess too far.

Y/N eagerly pushed her ass up as far as she could, wiggling it a little just to put on a show for San, which he noticed.

"Does the little slut now want to get fucked from behind?" San teased, his hardening member poking at one of her cheeks.

"Please Daddy." She made sure to remember the manners Yeosang had taught her, the latter smiling proudly that she remembered the training he'd given her.

"All right, but only cause you said please."

They both moaned out, one from the overwhelming feeling of his member being gripped tightly and the other from having her walls stretched out so deliciously. Y/N couldn't get comfortable just yet, as there was still an extra pair of eyes watching them and he was now beginning to strip himself out of his clothes, his eyes peering down at the younger female so intensely.

"San, quit playing around and fuck her, but make sure she doesn't cum."

Before Y/N could get a chance to say anything, any words about to come out of her mouth were strangled out when the man behind her started pounding his cock into her core. His hands were gripping down harshly on her skin, using her ass as leverage to push himself back inside her even more deeper. Yeosang stood to the side watching all this with an eerily serene and pleased smirk. As much as he loved punishing and fucking their babygirl himself, he preferred and enjoyed more watching San carry out his orders and punish her instead. San may be the one who mostly took action, but it was always at Yeosang's commands. He was the true mastermind behind everything that happened in the bedroom. His cock was painfully hard as he reveled in the sight of seeing his friend's cock being driven inside Y/N's pussy.

"You enjoying this you fucking sadist?" San snarled as he noticed the way Yeosang was staring. Wanting to toy around with Yeosang for a bit, he cupped a bit of Y/N's hair in his hand before yanking on it so her face would look up at Yeosang.

Smiling with no remorse, Yeosang chuckled under his breath.

"More than you'll ever comprehend. Now can you please add a little bit more spice in this? Make it hard for our princess to not cum."

Having the perfect idea in mind, San used the free hand that wasn't gripping her hair to come down and spank one of her ass cheeks.

"F-fuck!" Y/N cried out as her body jolted forward.

"You heard Yeosang. Don't you dare cum at all baby." He warned her as his hand landed 2 more smacks across her skin.

Y/N's legs began trembling under San. The combination of his hips snapping his cock deep in her plus his hand striking her ass was becoming unbearable to withstand. She wanted to cum so badly, especially after hours of being edged and toyed around with before. Her eyes looked over to Yeosang, silently pleading him to allow her to give into her much anticipated release. But he remained unmovable, he just continued to watch her as his hand slowly stroked his shaft.

"Please daddy....." She whimpered in a rather pathetic manner, trying hard not to clench around San's dick.

When Yeosang moved towards her, she thought that maybe she'd get what she wanted, but instead she shuddered when he suddenly gripped her face harshly.

"I told you time and time again that I want you to use your words, but it seems you just don't get it. So why don't we try to fix that?"

Releasing her cheeks rather harshly, Yeosang looked over to San.

"San, do me a favor and shut her up for a while. I don't want to hear any sound from her for a few minutes."

Getting the hint of what Yeosang wanted, San sent him a knowing smile.

"It'll be my pleasure."

Pressing his hand on the back of her head, he pushed her face until it was completely sunken in the mattress underneath them. Yeosang smirked with satisfaction as he heard Y/N's screams being muffled now as San intensified his thrusts, the new angle making it easier for his dick to hit her g-spot each time he pushed back in.

"Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum." He gasped out, frantically chasing his high.

"Cum inside her."

That command shocked even San. Ever since they started the relationship, they had never once came inside Y/N's hole, always preferring to cum on her body.

"Have you lost your-"

"Did I stutter? Either you cum inside her little cunt and fill her up or I'll make sure neither of you are cumming at all."

Knowing fully well Yeosang was very capable of making it happen, San didn't press the matter any further and caved in. With feral groans, he stilled his hips as he began emptying himself inside Y/N, cock spurting out endless amounts of cum that painted her walls. Even though her sounds were semi muted, both of them could make out her frustrated whines at not being allowed to cum while feeling San's hot semen pool into her. Releasing his hold on her, San pulled out of her and quickly stepped aside as he could tell Yeosang couldn't hold back anymore.

Before Y/N could fully catch her breath or get a hold of herself, she gasped when she was suddenly turned around on her back as Yeosang stared at her with hunger and lust. She let out a choked wail when his cock entered her and gave her no time to prepare as he started a merciless rhythm of tearing into her pussy. With her legs thrown over his shoulders, the position only made her more weak. Her clit and folds were beyond pink, bordering on a crimson red and were puffed up to an extreme. Tears brimmed down her face as she felt her body give into the overwhelming pleasure she was feeling. Her body was so exhausted after so much foreplay and being used for her daddies' twisted ways that she felt like she was going to pass out from how intense her growing orgasm was becoming. She couldn't feel or register anything aside from the burning between her legs and the sound of skin slapping that was heard throughout the room.

"You wanna cum now my little doll?" Yeosang taunted at her, one hand snaking to her neck once more and squeezing softly.

"Yes! P-please let me cum!" She begged fervently, shouting as loud as she could even though her throat was being constricted.

"Fine. I think you learned your lesson princess. Now cum for me. Cum for your daddy." He instructed her.

With eyes rolling to the back of her head, Y/N's body started convulsing uncontrollably under Yeosang's. Her vision blurred as shockwaves gripped at her body and had her dissolving into a puddle of intense pleasure. Throughout all this, Yeosang continued to plunge his cock into her, not stopping until his own cum was flooding her heat, mixing in with her juices and with San's cum that had been previously bestowed inside her. He had a completely unapologetical and proud smile as he pulled out to watch his cum seep out of her.

"One of us is going to get you pregnant babygirl.... let's wait and find out."

[isabellafoster13]

This was requested on AO3 by Pup.

I decided to replace my Freed x Lucy x Rufus oneshot with this one because I liked this request.

WARNING: MENTIONS OF TORTURE!

I hope you enjoy!

Comforting a Damaged Star (Lisanna x Lucy)

Lisanna ran through the halls of the structure where the Grand Magic Games were being held. She wasn't rushing to the arena. No. She was rushing to the infirmary. The tag team battles were undergoing, she hadn't been listening to the announcer, too focused on getting away from her guildmates when she saw that Fairy Tail's team returned to their seats. She had immediately turned and rushed away from the rest of Fairy Tail, worry and anger ran through her veins and enveloped her body.

Worry because her girlfriend was in the infirmary, bruised, damaged, and upset. Anger because she had just watched her girlfriend get tortured, possibly even nearly killed. She pushed her legs further, desperate to reach the blonde woman whom she was aching to hold and comfort.

Lisanna finally reached the infirmary, nearly wrenching the door off of its hinges as she threw it open. Stepping into the room, she found Lucy laying in the bed, her head turned so that she was looking at the wall, facing away from Lisanna. The take-over mage slowly made her way over to the blonde, sitting on the edge of the bed. She gently laid her hand on Lucy's thigh, which was covered by a blanket.

Her blue eyes roamed over Lucy's blanketed form, wincing slightly upon seeing the bandages that were wrapped around her girlfriend's body. Marks that were bound to bruise within a day or two could be easily seen and she wouldn't be surprised if Lucy had a few broken bones.

Tears threatened to fall as she looked upon the damage that had been done. It was unfair. It was an injustice. Lucy didn't deserve this treatment. She had lost her battle with Flare because that rotten guild cheated. As she remembered this fact, Lisanna reminded herself of the mental note she had made of repaying Laxus back for the number he had done to that red-haired wretch. And now, Lucy had been humiliated for a second time. She had just been rendered powerless by having her keys get taken away, only to be tortured by a bitch wearing terrible makeup.

Lisanna felt sympathy for her girlfriend, knowing that she surely was feeling horrible about herself. She didn't like that. Lucy was perfect, in her eyes. Forgiving, kind, beautiful, strong, and so much more. She could go on about what made her girlfriend so amazing. The white-haired woman was angry. She was furious. She wanted Sabortooth blood. Her fingers twitched, itching for the satisfying feeling of beating up every member of Team Sabertooth, especially the woman.

But, for right now, her only concern was comforting her girlfriend. Her eyes went back to Lucy's face, seeing that the celestial wizard had screwed her eyes closed and twisted her face in an attempt to not cry. Her body trembled noticeably. Lisanna's heart clenched and twisted painfully at the sight. Her fury also became stronger, so much so that it took a great amount of self-restraint to keep herself from getting Fairy Tail disqualified by taking her anger out on Team Sabertooth.

She then heard Lucy mutter a question, "why aren't you watching the matches?" Her voice was small and broken, making the take-over mage clench her fists that were laying on top of her thighs.

Lisanna answered, her voice soft, as if she was scared that speaking at a normal volume would break the fragile woman before her, "because you're here. Do you expect me to just stay with the others while you're here, alone and miserable? What kind of girlfriend would I be?" She then placed a hand on Lucy's shoulder gingerly, continuing with a softer tone, "I'm not leaving you, Lucy."

Lucy buried her face further into the white pillow that was under her head, tears slipping past her eyelids and dripping onto the pillow. Before Lisanna could even try to comfort her, she heard her girlfriend utter between sniffles, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry f-for being w-weak."

Lisanna crawled onto the bed, turning Lucy around to face her. She then pulled the blonde against her chest, wrapping her arms around the woman's damaged body. She rubbed comforting circles on the celestial wizard's back as she whispered into her ear, "You're not weak, Lucy. Far from it. You're one of the strongest mages I've ever met." There was a slight pause before she added, "You did nothing wrong. There's no need to apologize. And you can cry. There's nothing wrong with crying."

She then noticed that her girlfriend was clinging to her shirt, her fists balled into the fabric in a death-like grip. It was as if Lucy was scared that if she lessened her hold even a little bit, then Lisanna would disappear and never return. That was, of course, not true in the slightest. There wasn't a force in Earth Land that would make her leave Lucy's side, especially not when she was in her current condition.

Lisanna tightened her hold on her girlfriend, feeling her tremble as she silently cried and curled further against her body. Tears pricked the corners of her own blue eyes. The moment cemented her decision to get vengeance upon those Sabers. She did care what Makarov might say. She didn't care about the rules of Fairy Tail. She was determined to make them pay for the pain that they caused her girlfriend.

Every member of Team Sabertooth would know pain. They would regret laughing at Lucy. They would pay for every scar and bruise on Lucy's body. They would wish that they never became mages. Lisanna would ensure this. Nothing and nobody would be able to stop her from making those pathetic mages suffer worse than they made Lucy suffer.

Lisanna would show them, and everybody else, that she didn't just have the souls of cute and cuddly animals. She also had the souls of animals that could hunt, terrorize, and kill. She pulled Lucy closer, almost as if she wanted to melt their bodies together. She would first tend to the woman in her arms. In the meantime, she would let her guildmates deal with Sabertooth, knowing that she wasn't the only Fairy who was thirsting for the blood of Sabers. She knew that Lucy's closest friends especially would get their revenge.

As soon as she got the chance, Lisanna would find Team Sabertooth and get her own revenge. It was only a matter of time before they learned from her that the worst mistake they could ever make was messing with Lucy. They'd awoken a bloodthirsty beast, and it wasn't going to calm until it ensured that those cursed Sabers were sorry.

[m-jelly]

Road trip - the museum

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Pairing: Levi x Reader.

Genre and tags: couple, modern AU, fluff, cute, fun.

Concept: On your long road trip with your lover, you ask if you can stop at a museum to explore. Levi agrees to it. You both explore the museum together, but you find out it's a strange one dedicated to UFOs, creatures like bigfoot and other odd beings. Levi hates it, but when he sees how excited you are he stays.

You rested your foot on the top of the door. You wiggled your toes as you enjoyed the wind rushing by. You loved the sun and that Levi had kept the top of the car down. You looked over at Levi as he gripped the wheel. You smiled when he glanced over at you and winked.

You looked down when he placed his hand on your thigh. "Careful Levi, last time you did something naughty."

He hummed. "I rather liked what happened last time."

You giggled and placed your hand on Levi's. "You're so naughty."

He smiled. "How about I pull over and we have a bit of fun?"

You slid Levi's hand up more, but you noticed a billboard. "What?" You sat up. "Oh! A museum!" You turned to Levi. "Can we?"

Levi let out a long sigh. "Okay."

"We'll have sex later."

He smiled a little. "Alright. I plan to camp out tonight and not stay in a dirty hotel."

You clapped your hands. "Fantastic! But we'll need to keep it down with the moans."

Levi let out a long sigh. "Fine. Party pooper." He turned down a small lane and drove up to the museum. He stopped the car and stared. "There's a flying saucer partly in the building."

You jumped over the car door and ran over. "Holy shit! This place is amazing!"

Levi pulled you close. "It's a good job I love you."

You giggled. "Love you too."

He pulled you into the museum and wrinkled his nose at the dirty counter top, it's lovely light wood covered in coffee rings. He flicked his gaze to the old man with yellow teeth and a toupee. Levi pulled you closer as the old man stared at your plump breasts.

Levi growled a little. "Two please."

The old man licked his lips slowly. "Sure."

Levi patted you on the bum. "Go in. I'll pay."

You kissed Levi's cheek. "Okay."

The old man chuckled. "Bet she's a fun ride, huh?"

Levi gritted his teeth and tossed the money on the counter. "You're a disgusting piece of shit, you know that? This place is filthy, you are filthy and the way you look at my lover is filthy."

"You're wound up, huh?" He grinned at Levi. "You need a good fuck. I'm guessing she isn't putting out."

"Least I get some from an incredible woman. You have a dirty museum about mythical things that aren't real."

The man huffed. "They are real! I've seen them for myself!"

You poked your head out from around the door. "Honey? You coming or what?"

Levi sighed. "Coming." He strolled over to you and hugged you. "Sorry. Let's look at the weird things."

You grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the sewn together weird animal. "Look at this."

Levi frowned. "That a duck and a fox sewn together?"

"Terrible taxidermy. The eyes are a bit off."

He hummed in thought. "This fun for you?"

You grinned. "Yes."

"You're an odd duckling. I love you."

You walked away from Levi to a Bigfoot room. "Quack, quack!" You stopped in your tracks. "Holy shit, Bigfoot room."

Levi looked around. "Foot prints, pictures, hair and shit? Great, I'm in looney land."

You squealed. "Look at this picture! Levi! Honey!?"

He walked over and hugged you from behind. "This is ridiculous."

You hummed. "I wonder how big his dick is."

Levi flinched at your words. "You want a guy with a big dick?"

You frowned. "What? No! No, I'm just curious. Your dick is perfect. Your dick is not too big or small and it makes me feel super good."

He nipped the top of your ear. "So, you don't want a big dick?"

"Nope."

He nipped the crook of your neck. "I love you."

"Love you too."

He lifted you up. "We have more to see."

You kicked your legs and giggled in delight as Levi carried you around looking at weird animals and so called devils found. He stopped a moment and stared at the UFO things and thought they were the worst of all. He could see that most of the pictures were of balloons and silver disks being thrown.

You sighed. "Kind of disappointed."

Levi hummed. "I have an idea."

"Oh yeah?"

He nodded and led you outside to the car and drove off. He smiled when he saw the sign he was looking for and pulled up to a nice place. "What do you think?"

You read the sign and gasped. "Hot dog world!?"

He smiled a little. "I read about it when we planned this trip. I thought it'd be nice to go there and try different kinds. They even have a dessert dog."

You clapped your hands. "YAY!"

He smiled and moved his car to a nice spot with views of the mountains and down the cliff and the water thirty lands. "I'll geet the hot dogs."

You blew him a kiss. "Okay!" You grabbed a blanket and put it on the hood of the car. You sat down on it and hugged your legs as you enjoyed the view. You smiled at your lover as he returned with a tray. "That looks so good."

He sat next to you and put the tray between you and him. "I hope you're hungry."

You picked up your drink and sipped. "I am." You dragged a hot dog and ate. "Amazing." You sighed and looked out at the view. "This is so much better than the museum. I am sorry for dragging you around that."

He smiled a little. "Don't be sorry. We had fun, right?"

"Yeah."

He winked at you. "You never know, love, we might see something tonight."

You giggled. "Maybe." You smiled softly as you watched Levi eat. "Thank you, you know for indulging me on my weird ideas."

He smiled a little. "I love how odd you can be and how you can find fun in most things. It's cute. I love you deeply."

"I love you always."

[rogue-durin-16]

HIS WARM EYES

Summary: Some members of the Order are reticent about letting in a Lestrange, specially after Snape's betrayal. Whilst taking Harry to the the burrow, an ambush has place. Everything points to Y/n, right?

Pairing: George Weasley x Slytherin!Lestrange!Reader

Genre: angst

Tags:

George Weasley: @meph1stophelian

Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog @amourtentiaa @just-here-to-escape-from-reality @skarlettmikaelson

Warnings: blood, injuries, death

A/N: OH MY GOD THIS IS SO LONG AND BAD— I AM GENUINELY SORRY BUT I HAD TO

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Lestrange wasn't a good name.

It wasn't a good name in the streets, nor in close-doors, let alone amongst The Order.

That's why I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that they had accepted me— well, maybe 'accepted' was a strong word; they had let me in, reticent, weary, but still they had done it. Plus, after Snape's betrayal and Dumbledore's death, no one would think there was a vacant for a Slytherin and a Lestrange.

It wasn't until I found myself exiting the abandoned Grimauld's Place along with the rest of the volunteers to go to Privet Drive, that it dawned on me; they were short on people.

They were so short on people that the Order would have to swallow my name, my family and my House.

That didn't mean they would quiet down their opinions about me being there.

"I'm gonna say it." Fred announced, taking a spot in the living room's corner while Shacklebolt, Arthur and Lupin searched the place.

"Again?" Fleur groaned.

Fred had already spoken his mind about my presence before we reached Potter's house.

His and George's shocked looks had been on me since the very first moment I had walked into the old Black's home, which was understandable; last time they saw me I was joking about joining the death eaters.

Although the shock on their faces had been accompanied by very different emotions on each.

Fred's held reticence. During our school years, he had never liked me; I would dare to say he was scared of me, even.

George's gaze, on the other hand, held hope —maybe even excitement— which was comforting.

In our first year, I had managed to draw George's interest, and for three years he was adamant about Slytherins not being 'all that bad'.

George's friendship was the thread I was hanging on; he was the only thing stopping from taking the easy way and live up to my name.

The thread was cut after he asked his mother to bring me over during Christmas, which ended up in her forbidding him to talk to me. He, being George Weasley, ignored his mom's pleads and twin's scolding and still tried his best to stay close to me, so I did what was right and, at the end of our fifth year, I cut ties with him.

It hurt more than I would dare to admit.

After our drifting apart, I was forced to completely rely on Slytherins. And you see, Slytherins, as 11 year-old George would say, aren't all that bad, but the ones my name attracted were.

They were bad sort —the worst—, and keeping that company around after our sixth year wasn't the best record to have, but Merlin's sake, I was there, I had volunteered— people change.

"Son." His father warned Fred, well aware this wasn't the time, though he obviously wanted to side with him. "Don't start again."

"Someone has yet to tell me why is she here?"

"She has a name." I hissed, unable to stop myself.

"Which is why you shouldn't be here, Lestrange." The name rolled out of his tongue like poison. "She's not one to trust."

"Oi, she's willing to risk her life, isn't she?" George's words seemed to be meant to calm his twin's temper, though his warm eyes did land on mines with a reassuring look.

"Yeah but for whom?" I tried to stay quiet as Moody had asked me too, but Fred was making it quite difficult. "If something goes wrong—"

"Weasley!" Mad-eye's tone was dry as he bursted into the room. "Are you questioning my judgment?" Fred scoffed, but stayed quiet.

"If we're throwing in the surnames, you're gonna wanna know her mum's my auntie." Tonks spoke, folding her arms.

"But you're a Hufflepuff." He was quick to respond, giving me a disgusted look. "She's a Serpent."

"And you're still a mouthful, aren't you?!" I snapped, stepping forward, though Tonks gave me a lazy tug before I could get to Fred.

"Wanna fight, Lestrange?" He had taken a couple of steps in my direction already when George yanked his twins arm.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" He yelled, giving his brother a push. "She's here for Harry! She's helping! What else do you want?!"

"Oh my gosh, Georgie— get over your teen crush already, she's not on our team!" George's knuckles went visibly white, unlike his cheeks, which turned red.

"Are you done making a scene? The three of you." Bill questioned in a calm tone, resting against the window's bench. "I don't fancy the idea either, but we need help, Fred, so shut your mouth because we have things to do."

"Pity, I was enjoying the teen drama." Moody teased before grabbing his flask and the ones who would take the Polyjuice potion moved to stand in line.

"Y/n." George's hand brushed my hand, drawing my attention to him as we stood besides one another. "I'm glad you're here." He whispered with a side smile.

"Missed me much?" I couldn't help but grin back, bumping his arm with mine. I stole a proper look at him and thought I might as well ask before the mission. "So... Teen crush huh?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him, though I could feel my own face flushing.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't fancy George —could someone blame me?—, and the idea of those feelings not being unrequited was very appealing.

He only threw his head back and looked away, the half smile growing wider and more bashful. "We'll talk about it at the Burrow." He assured me, taking the flask with his right hand and squeezing mine with his left.

"If we don't die before that." I was joking, but fear was shaking me to the core.

"We won't." He looked at the potion disgusted and gave me a peeked at me saying, "You have to hear me embarrass myself first." And with a wink, he drank the potion and passed it to me.

Gosh, I couldn't get over the mission to hear him 'embarrass' himself.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

GEORGE'S P. O. V.

The first five minutes were calm, despite all of us being on edge. We kept checking on each other, dreading if we lost sight of someone, that someone would banish.

The storm came when we had to dive into the dark clouds.

Funnily enough, I did think it was a literal storm before entering; oh, what I would have given for it to be a literal storm.

Black, cloaked intruders flew among us, making us divide in the pairs we had been assigned to.

Lupin started casting protegos and hexes to everyone that got too close while I tried to take down as many enemies as possible.

A couple of yelled warnings were heard when both Moody and the real Harry had entered the ambush.

"WATCH OUT!" Tonks screamed, flying past me with Ron at her tail. "REMUS!" She made a signal to her husband "ESCORT!" I got the hint; we were supposed to clear Moody's and Y/n's way so it would confuse our attackers while Tonks and Shacklebolt made sure to get Harry out of there.

"ON MY LEFT!" Lupin shouted over the chaos, changing to my right for me to be by Y/n's side.

"WE'RE FUCKED!" She yelled dropping her flight to dodge an Avada Kedavra.

"WE'LL MANAGE!" I automatically dropped my flight with hers too, which was a bad decision, since we had gotten rid of the protection provided by Lupin, Mad-eye and Bill and Fleur.

Soon enough three death eaters came flying towards us.

"STUPEFY!" another Harry with the voice of Fred passed by us, closely followed by my dad.

"GO BACK UP!" Y/n was quicker than me following my father's instructions; when I did though, I realised the little formation we had going on was gone.

Suddenly, all we could hear were screams; it felt as if someone was missing but I blamed it on everyone flying around like a chicken with its head cut off.

Tonks almost crashed against me on her way down; Ron was nowhere near me, nor Lupin.

We were outnumbered, and instead of moving forward, we were stuck in the grey clouds, trying not to die.

It took me a hot second, a crash against a death eater and a couple of hexes to get to Lupin, and even when I did, it was a hard task to keep track of him.

I had just taken out someone in my way when I caught a glimpse of something my eyes refused to believe.

Snape.

Our bloody professor was trying to kill us.

I felt the need to laugh at the situation.

"GEORGE!" It was Y/n's voice snapping me out of it, although her actions shocked me even more.

Y/n casted a spell on me, pushing my broomstick to the left and consequently making me crash against Lupin and lose balance.

Then something happened, something my mind didn't quite process.

At first it felt like a slap, but the pain stung my side as if someone had sliced me with a blade.

I didn't hear my own cry, nor Lupin's desperate 'help'; I didn't feel his hands struggling to take a firm hold of me, nor my own shakily reaching to my side, searching for an injury I didn't want to find.

A second after that, everything was black.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

FRED'S P. O. V.

As soon as my father and I apparated in the fields of our home, I ran into the house. For some unexplainable reason, it felt as if something wasn't right.

A couple of steps into the house were enough for that 'something' to strike me. George had been laid on the settee, barely conscious; blood was covering the side of his face, neck and left shoulder, making his hair and clothes stick to his skin.

I was left speechless at the sight, my eyes welling up while I dragged my feet towards my twin.

"Mad-Eye is dead." Bill's words, despite sounding far away, made the gears in my head turn.

Lupin was quicker than me, though, "I told you we couldn't trust a Lestrange!"

"Remus! we don't know—" Tonks tried to calm him down, just to be cut off by Bill.

"Mad-Eye and Lestrange traveled between us and" he gestured at our wounded brother, "Remus and George." His jaw twitching let me know that he was desperately trying to stay calm. "Mad-Eye is dead and my brother just lost an ear, who is it if not bloody Lestrange, Dora?"

"Bill..." Fleur held onto her fiance's arm in an attempt to ground him.

"Did you see her disapparating?" Tonks's point was logical and hopeful.

George would have sided with her.

My eyes fixed on my wounded twin again. He was as pale as a corpse now, and the absence of his ear was way more noticeable now that my mother had begun to remove the blood.

George would have sided with Tonks because he wanted to trust Y/n, and he couldn't even speak because of that same reason.

Since everyone was arguing, they missed the flash of someone apparating near the front door.

I didn't.

Before I knew it, I was running outside with my wand in hand, Lupin and Bill following me instantly when they realised what I had just seen.

"EXPELLIARMUS!" Y/n's wand flew to my hand even before I could properly see her.

My rushed march came to a halt when I was a couple of feet away from her, making Bill bump into me; she was as pale as George, maybe more.

She took a seemingly calm, deep breath before attempting to walk.

Luckily, I saw the pools of blood on her shirt and stepped to reach her before she could touch the ground.

"Oh my..." Lupin covered his mouth with both his hands and Bill stood frozen at the sight of the girl in my arms. "MOLLY!!" my old professor yelled at the top of his lungs, going as livid as me.

We shouldn't talk on impulse, I told myself, rushing into the kitchen with Y/n in my arms. A series of gasps and regretful whispers broke the silence while I laid her on the dining table.

"Y/n?" George's trembling voice was heartbreaking, and, as my dad forced him to stay on the couch, I prayed the girl in my arms would survive.

"Oh Lord..." My mother muttered, examining her. It wasn't only her shirt stained with blood; her left leg and arm were too. "Oh dear..."

"She took the blow." Lupin ran his hands through his hair, understandably stressed. After a couple of seconds, her turned to my dad and commanded, "Get him up. Quick— go get him up." His eyes stared right into my soul and I dreaded the worst, but still obeyed and helped my dad drag George to the dining table.

I heard Lupin telling Bill something about Sectumsempra, and my heart sunk.

She took the blow.

"No..." George's murmur was close to a cry, but it was enough for Y/n's eyes to snap open.

"George." tears were effortlessly streaming down her cheeks at the sight of him. "You're... A-alive..."

"Please stay" My brother fell on his knees, reaching for Y/n's bloody hand with his own. We all looked away to give them some kind of intimacy, except from my mother, who was still trying to fix the poor girl.

I heard them both whispering sweet nothings with shattered voices until only one of them died out. I looked over to Tonks, whose eyes were gleaming with tears, and then to Lupin.

I couldn't bring myself to look at George.

After a moment of intense sobbing, my dad managed to pull my twin away from the corpse, and we carried him back to the settee.

I stayed with him the night, holding his hand and assuring him it was not his fault, but I knew my words would have little effect on his state; after all, he had been in love with Y/n for years.

All those years he had spent trying to convince all of us that Y/n was a good person, that we should give her a chance; all those years begging our mother to bring her over because she wanted to see our home.

Now her body was lying on our kitchen and I knew none of us would forgive ourselves for misjudging her.

READER'S P. O. V.

"Nervous?" A tall, redheaded kid appeared besides me; I supposed he didn't know my name by the warmth and curiosity with which his eyes stared at me.

"Aren't we all?" I replied with an anxious laugh.

He seemed to think for a moment before nodding. "Fair point, though I'll probably go into Gryffindor." He assured me with a proud smile, causing my head to cast down. "What is it?"

"Oh nothing," I shrugged, aware I would not be able to befriend that sweet boy with warm eyes. "I think I'll be sorted into Slytherin."

"Nonsense!" His intentions had been obviously to reassure me, but when he realised his response only made it worse, he added. "It'd be wicked to have a Slytherin friend, though." My eyes widened at his words; did he just— "I'm George, by the way."

"I'm Y/n."

"That's a very pretty name." Professor Mcgonagall led us into the Great Hall, and before I knew what was happening, George's hand was holding mine. "It'll be fine."

The lighting of the Castle changed once the Great Hall's doors opened; a bright, white light seemed to be coming out of it.

"Wait!" My hand gripped George's before he could leave my side. "Can you hold my hand? I-I'm scared." My voice no longer sounded like a 11 year old.

For some reason I didn't comprehend, my eyes were watery, making the view in front of me blurry.

"Don't be scared, darling." When I turned to George, I didn't see a kid; it was him, in the expensive suit I had seen him mere hours ago. "I'm here."

I just nodded and, swallowing my fear, took a step ahead, and then another one, and another, until I reached the Great Hall.

[wolfish-trickster]

Young Oak Sapling

Part 2 to this (I seriously need to stop writing accidental multichapter fics...)

Loki x female!reader

Word count: 1,7K

Warnings: typos (as always), angst, fluff (it's there, I promise!)

Tag list: @gaitwae @lucywrites02 @hard-to-be-the-bard @birdgirl90 @laramoonworld @forevernthensome @kozkaboi

A/N: this is really messy, i'm sorry

'You have always been like a little sister I always wanted. I'm so sorry, we can still be friends'

For some unknown reason he kept having dreams about that one evening. 'Dreams,' he would scoff, 'more like nightmares.' They always end horribly. Either with you never talking to him again out of shame or him delivering those lines not so gently.

Loki couldn't understand why he kept dreaming about it. About her. How the light in her eyes slowly died when he told her. He told her the truth, right? It was the right thing to do, right?

*

She was hanging out with that soldier again. Loki's mouth twisted into disgusted grimace when he spot how he put his arm around her shoulders, how she held the single dandelion he gave her. A dandelion? Please, he couldn't really fall that low to give a lady some common weed, could he? A lady with such charm and class like Y/N deserves a dozen roses for every day she blessed this world with her smile and laugh.

Loki's eyes widened. Why was he thinking of her like that so suddenly? He never thought of her like that before. No. She's just a friend. Like his little sister. That's what he told her. She believed him. Now he has to believe it himself.

*

Sudden rain drove Loki away from his new favourite sitting spot in the corner of the garden. The oak stump. If only he kept a part of the tree. A twig or a leaf. He would've carried it around like a talisman. Or acorn, so he could grow another oak, even though it wouldn't be the same one.

His mind was on autopilot, he didn't even realize his legs carried him to your bedroom door. He stood there like a statue. Listening for any sounds. For any voices. He heard nothing. You must be somewhere else. That realization made him even more anxious. You could be with that soldier again. He can't have that.

He walked to only place he could always find you: library. As he wanted to open the heavy door you ran into him, colliding into his chest.

"Sorry-" your relax expression changed when you looked up into his eyes

"Hi," he smiled softly.

"Hello," you greeted, but without a smile. You tried to walk by him when he stopped you with his hand on your shoulder.

"Why are you running away from me?"

"I'm not. It's just.... this," you gestured between him and you, "it's awkward."

"Oh, so you avoid me, your oldest friend, and spend your entire day with Hofferson then," Loki crossed his arms on his chest.

"Aren't you supposed to be on a date or something?" you pushed yourself pass him, poison in your voice.

"Aren't you supposed to spend some time with me too?"

"I can't Loki. I'm trying to get rid of all of my feelings for you! I can't be near you if I want it to work!" you nearly screamed in his face.

Those words hurt Loki more than he thought. "Getting rid of ALL feelings? So you're trying to hate me then."

"No! Understand that I can't be friends with someone I love!"

"Platonic love exists too, you know," Loki remarked.

You rolled your eyes. "Whatever. I don't want to argue with you anymore, I'm going."

"Where?" he asked as you escaped him.

"To someone that cares about me, and not just platonicly!" you shouted behind your back and ran.

*

He hasn't had a word or a single alone time with you since then. You were always near that soldier, always talking to him, hugging him, hanging on his arm all the time.

Loki felt nausea whenever he saw Y/N with anyone but him. He wasn't used to seeing Y/N with other men, she was always near him. He missed her. Her laugh, her smile, her hugs. Everything.

No matter how many girls or boys he came across on streets, none of them could ever take your place. None of them smiled as brightly or as truly as you always did. Even when he was telling you about anyone he was interested in, you still smiled and wished him well with the person. You wanted him to be happy, even if it hurt you.

So why can't he do the same? Be happy you're with someone who will love you? Instead he grits his teeth whenever he sees the two of you together. Why does he want you all to himself? Why the thought of you being with someone else makes him throw up?

Loki sighed and held his head in his hands. It is true what they say. You'll realize you love somebody only after you lose them.

*

He felt like a coward. Standing in front of your bedroom door, with heart anxiously pounding in his chest.

Loki took a deep breath and knocked. No one answered. You must be out again. With him.

He shook the thought away and opened the door. If anything, he'll at least be able to give you a message without having to look into your eyes. While he was looking for a piece of paper and a pen around your room he noticed a new pot on your windowsill. It was brown and smaller than the rest with a single tiny green sprout sticking from the dirt.

Loki took the pot in his hand, it was small enough to fit into his palm. He smiled. It was so tiny and fragile. He wondered what kind of plant it was.

Before he could use one of the runes to find out a door creaked open behind him. "What are you doing here?" you asked. He was so startled by you catching him he couldn't even deduce if you were angry or surprised to see him.

"I-I wanted to talk to you," he turned towards you.

You looked at his hand. "Why are you holding it? Put it back, you might break it!" before he could even move you rushed to him, took the pot from his hand and held it close to your chest. Could one be jealous when a plant gets a cuddle but her oldest friend doesn't? Apparently Loki could.

"What do you want to talk about? If it's some noble lady I don't want to hear it," you turned your head away from him.

Loki shook his head. "No, it's not a lady."

"Some son of a sailor then?"

"No, I came here to tell you something."

You turned your head back to him. "And what is that?"

Loki took a deep breath. It's now or never. "I came to a realization. And not just a common one. I didn't think my life could be so lonely without you in it. Every single day I've missed you, longed to spend time with you again. Laugh with you. It pained me to see that Hofferson boy with you. Ever since I saw the two of you in the stables I wanted to rip you away from him. Just like I every boy you got close to in our childhood. For a long time I couldn't understand why I wanted you all to myself and no other man. But now I do. It's because I love you. Romantically. Just like you love me," he didn't look away from you. He didn't dare.

You shook your head in disapointment. "You're so selfish, Loki."

He didn't expect that answer. It was far away from anything he was expecting. All blood left his face. "Well, that's what love makes out of person. It makes them selfish, possesive."

"So how come I could let you go after your monthly interests without complaining like you did?"

Loki froze. "Y-you're apparently a better person than me," he picked on his palm.

You hummed. "So...what now?"

Loki took your lack of emotions as a rejection. He concluded he traded places with you. Now you were the one without romantic feelings and he was the one being rejected.

He couldn't keep looking at the love of his life rejecting him. He studied the pot in her hamds instead. "Now? I guess I will have to find a spell to erase all romantic feelings I have for you and wish you all the best with Hoffer-I mean Arne," he thanked all heavens above for his training that didn't let him fall apart in front of you.

You looked at him, fear in your eyes." Why would you do that?"

Loki laughed. It was a bitter one, filled with sadness. "Because you don't love me anymore."

"That's not true," you whispered.

Loki's head snapped up. "What?"

"I-I said that's not true. I never stopped, no matter how much I tried. I even saved a little part of our tree," you said softly and caressed the little sprout.

"That's from the old oak?"

You nodded. "For some reason I couldn't just cut it down and erase its whole existence."

Now Loki knows what it means when a stone falls from someone's heart. "So, that means you still love me?" he asked hopefully.

You nodded. "And you love me too?"

"Of course my love. Can we please start over again?"

"I would love to," you blessed him with your kindest, purest smile.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked a little too excited.

"No," his heart fell to the floor, "you have to kiss me."

Loki sighed from relief. He walked over to you and cupped your cheeks. From up close your eyes were even more beautiful than he noticed the first time he kissed you. He reminded himself to tell you everyday from now on.

And just like that, the history repeated itself. Loki gently placed his lips on yours in a loving kiss. Your head spinned once again just like so many years ago. And one oak tree witnessed it all.

[cherrycheolliesc]

Let Me Hear You Say

part 46: Joshua’s Weeb Closet. (46/50)

red below 👇 (1.5k words)

“You know I can break out of this, right?” you say to Mingyu who is currently holding you down. He just scoffs knowing you can't move anywhere, but entertains you, “I know, it just makes me feel strong”

“You already strong, Gyu. Anyways where is everyone?” Seokmin asks. You look around the room only seeing half of your friends in Seungcheol’s small living room. Seungkwan and Wonwoo are sitting on the couch quietly talking. You wonder how they became friends because you've never seen them talk to each other. You assume Jeonghan and Joshua are probably somewhere making out so they don't have to deal with actually setting up the party. Seungcheol and Jihoon seem to be lecturing Chan about who knows what. Things are finally quieting down when everyone decides to watch the movie that's playing until someone bursts through the doors, “I'm here motherfuckers. The party is finally getting started”

“She drunk, isn't she,” Cheol asks as he points towards the small blonde girl in Mina’s arms. Seoyeon nods as she brings Chaeyoung to one of the rooms in the apartment. When she comes back, everyone turns towards the commotion at the front door. “You can't make me go inside. I'll bite you, you know I will” 

“Soonyoung, if you just go inside, it'll make everything so much easier,” Jun says as he continues to try and push the smaller boy in. Everyone just watches him, Minghao, and Vernon struggle to bring Soonyoung in until Cheol eventually just picks him up and holds him down, “You two are gonna talk like two grown adults or I’m firing Jihoon”

“Woah why am I getting involved in this?” Jihoon asks walking over to the rest of the group. Everyone looks confused before Chan talks, “How can you even fire him?” 

“Yea and with what job exactly,” Soonyoung says causing Cheol to roll his eyes, “Look if guys talk to each other, I'll tell you where I work” 

“One, no one cares. Two, stop lying to yourself, it's okay if you're unemployed. We won't stop loving you just because you don't have a job, Cheollie” you say which only annoys him more. Jihoon confused asks, “Why do you guys really believe he's unemployed? The dude is literally our boss.”

“ ‘Our’ boss?” Seungkwan says, “yes our boss. He's at the building all the time. How did you not know that?”

“To be honest I thought he was just going there to hook up with you, Ji,” Jeonghan says before getting a drink. “Ew, why would I hook up with Cheol? He's like my brother. That would just ruin your friendship.”

“And that is exactly why I’m not admitting my feelings for Y/n!” Soonyoung screams before trying to run away but failing as Cheol is still holding him down. You decide yelling back is the best option, “like I would ever admit my feelings for you.” 

“That’s it! Time out for you two until you can figure out your issues. Bring them to Shua’s weeb closet and don’t let them out until they're cool with each other.” Cheol says before lifting Soonyoung. Mingyu sees the message Cheol sends and brings you to Joshua’s room as well. “Hey hey, why are you taking them to my closet? What if they fuck in there?”

“Then they'll be happy again,” Vernon says with a smile on his face. Shua rolls his eyes before giving in. Eventually, you and Soonyoung are both shoved into the small closet. You try to stay as far as you can from him, putting a blowup titan in between the two of you. To ease the awkwardness after a few minutes of silence, Soonyoung asks, “You think Shua uses this thing as a sex doll?”

“If he does, I regret touching it,” you reply. The boy beside you laughs and says, “If I remember correctly, you and Joshua sleeping together for a whole two years after college, right?” 

“Yeah well, it was kinda weird. Let's just say, you aren't the only furry in our friend group.” This makes him laugh again before finding a place to sit down. You take a seat beside him as he leans his head on your shoulder, “I’m sorry, Y/n.”

“For what exactly, Soonie?” You ask back wanting a better explanation than just a small sorry. He rolls his eyes before saying, “You already know why. For being immature and not dealing with things like an adult.”

“To be honest, none of us deal with things like adults. We're just the worst. I guess I’m sorry too.” you say back to him. The two sit comfortably in silence just relaxing in each other’s company. Why did we make things so hard for no reason? you wonder. That thought quickly goes away when you remember that the two of you are friends and you never want to ruin that, but your thoughts are interrupted, “I love you, Y/n. But I mean even if it's pretty obvious, I know I'm not very good at showing it.” 

“But we're friends, Soon,” you say back before walking to the other side of the closet. You glance at his face for a second and see a bit of hurt in his eyes. Why am I still hiding how I feel? What’s the point of lying to myself and everyone else? You ask yourself before he breaks your thoughts once again, “Y/n, you say that, but then you're willing to fight with me for months because of the whole situation. Why are we just continuing to do this to each other?” 

“I don't know, Soon. I really don't know,” you reply, overwhelmed, burying your face into your hands. He walks behind you and gives one of his famous, familiar back hugs to comfort you. You relax into the hug as he softly kisses your shoulder, “it's okay, Y/n. You don't need to have an answer right now. It's not wrong to want to take everything at your own pace. I just don't want to feel like I have to constantly avoid you because like you said, you are my best friend.“

“Are you trying to say ‘the power of friendship is so strong’ that we can get through things like this?” you sarcastically say as you laugh and lean into his arms. He giggles and replies, “That's exactly what I’m saying.” The two of you once again sit in silence. You take in everything from the moment you first saw Soonyoung as a small boy eating dirt in the playground to this exact moment You wonder when everything changed, “When did you realize you loved me, Soon?” 

“There isn't an exact moment. I think just over time my love constantly grew for you. I didn't realize it at first and never really wanted to accept it because, well I'm pretty sure it's obvious why,” he responds. You feel the same way. You've always just told yourself it was because of that dance, but you know those feelings have always been there. More importantly, you know you've acted on those feelings before. “Why did you leave me after graduation? After I told you I love you?” 

“Because I was stupid and a coward. I got jealous of Joshua, but then I started to think I wasn't as good as him. I wouldn't be good enough like him. I thought I wouldn't be able to make you happy like he would, ” he says honestly. You don't understand how he could ever think he wasn't good enough. You loved everything about the kid, from his weird tiger obsession to his incredible dance skills. “Soonie, you know I never believed you weren't good enough. And to be honest, Shua wasn't the greatest boyfriend. He was an amazing friend, but there's something off about knowing your boyfriend is denying his feelings for someone else”

“I guess that's how Seoyeon felt. It was just seeing you in the arms of a model like him brought up my insecurities I guess. I thought it would be too hard to compete. So I ran away because I didn't want to deal with the feelings, ” he explains still holding you in his arms. You feel how much bigger his arms got over the years and decide to ask him another question, “When did you start working out? Not that I'm complaining, but the last time Cheol asked you to work out with him you called him a loser and told him there's no reason to work out when you have a cute face.”

“Yes, my face is adorable, but I figured I'd just work out because why not. Also, Ji paid for a year's gym membership in China by accident,” he answers while softly laughing. The two of you continue to talk about random things for the next few hours without anyone interrupting you. You hear soft snoring on the other side of the door. Soonyoung quietly opens the door to not wake the sleeping person on the other side. You walk out to see Seungcheol and Wonwoo fast asleep on each other and quickly take a photo before sneaking away. You and Soonyoung decide to leave through the window to avoid questions or stares from anyone else. For the rest of the night, the two of you wonder who knows where and finally you feel happy to be with your best friend for once.

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↣ summary: after not seeing each other for years, Yn is ecstatic when she finds out all of her friends will finally be in the same place at one time. but unfortunately an unwanted dream turns a 12 year friendship into hateful relationship between yn and soonyoung.

↣ pairing: reader x soonyoung.

↣ genre: angst, comedy, youtube au, sm au. friends to enemies to lovers.

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Teamwork [Luke x Reader]

Word Count: 4000+

Summary: When a rag tag team of "rebels" save you from imperial imprisonment, you are immediately faced with danger. The only ways you can think of surviving are by disguising as stormtroopers, or jumping down the garbage shoot...or both.

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Warnings: Reader is trapped underwater

Your tightly bound hands ached as you paced the cramped, dark room you were locked in. The troopers that had put you there hadn't bothered taking the restriction off since you didn't seem to be worth their time. You tried to wriggle your hands loose and almost succeeded a few times, but the cord frustratingly slipped through your fingers right as you thought you had a grip.

Suddenly, the rope seemed to loosen, and you froze to keep yourself from messing up. With a final tug, you managed to work the rope off your wrists and drop it to the ground.

As you rubbed your wrist, you stared at the door wondering what you were going to do now. Of course, escape was the only option you would consider, but there wasn't any kind of panel to open the cell from the inside. You put your ear up against the cool metal of the door, listening for anything that might give you a clue. All you heard was footsteps walking toward your cell.

You barely stepped back before the door slid open revealing two stormtroopers, dressed identically, standing together in the same stance. They walked in unison toward you with their blasters at the ready.

"Let's go," one of them commanded. He reached out to grab your arm, and a reckless, impulsive, spur of the moment idea hit you.

Quick as a whip, you ducked under his arm and kicked him behind his knee (which you were sure hurt you more than him). Nonetheless, he was shocked long enough for you to knock the blaster out of his hand. The gun clattered to the floor right as the first blast sounded just above your head.

You grabbed the weapon and swung it hard against the head of the first trooper. He crumpled to the floor leaving you vulnerable to the second trooper's gun. This was a terrible idea, you told yourself a little too late. Before the second could shoot, you plowed into him and knocked him back against the wall. He fell next to his comrade, unmoving.

"That was lucky," you whispered. You bent down to the unconscious troopers on the ground and removed the helmet from one of them. An urgent voice sounded through the com, demanding to know what had happened. You put the helmet on and spoke in a low voice, hoping the radio would muffle it enough to avoid suspicion.

"It's alright," you answered. "We've got her under control."

"I heard a blaster. What happened?" the voice questioned.

You stumbled on your words as they left your mouth without your consent."It was just a--uh--a warning shot. It--it's all okay. We'll have her back... soon." You cringed, biting your lip and silently scolding your tongue.

"I'm sending in Kral," the voice announced.

You spun around, and in a panicked state, dressed up in the rest of the uniform. You didn't have time to figure out how to tighten the armor, but it felt loose and awkward. You were quickly running out of "brilliant ideas".

Lastly, you needed the trooper's blaster, though you knew full well you didn't know how to fire one. You picked it up and looked it over, trying to make sense of it. As you examined it,  you heard shots fired from down the hall. Listening carefully to the sounds that were mixed with the shooting you determined something or someone had gotten loose besides yourself.

"Luke, we're gonna have company!" a man yelled. Now you knew that they weren't supposed to be here either. The shooting stopped, and assuming they had taken care of everyone, you stepped into the open. A stormtrooper stood at a control panel, scanning a list of every cell number and its occupant. One sideways glance at you and he raised his blaster to fire.

"Don't shoot!" you shouted, hoping this was the Luke character you'd heard the other man yelling to. You slipped the helmet off your head and raised your hands. "Don't shoot," you repeated.

The armor-clad man jogged up to you. "Are you Leia?" he asked, confusedly.

The question took you off guard, and you slowly shook your head in response.

He sighed, nodding as though he expected as much. "Do you know where cell block two-one-eight-seven is?" he asked, fidgeting now.

"I'm sorry, but no." You wished you could be more of a help. Defying the empire was what you liked best, which was how you'd landed yourself on the space station to begin with. "I'll help you look for it if you want."

"Sure thing. I'm sure Han will be okay with it," Luke agreed, and went quickly to the next cell.

You had only looked at a handful of doors before Luke found the one he was after. With the task done, you knew you should get going, but with a glance into the cell, your curiosity won you over.

A woman was asleep on the metal bed, and you guessed she was Leia. She woke with no urgency and propped herself up with her forearm. She had a white dress that fell to her ankles, and her dark, brown hair was tied up on either side of her head.

"Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?" she quipped.

"Huh?" Luke started. "Oh the uniform!" He whipped off his helmet, revealing shoulder-length, blond hair. "I'm Luke Skywalker! I'm here to rescue you!"

Leia became much more interested now. "You're who?" she questioned as she sat up.

"I'm here to rescue you. I've got your R2 unit. I'm here with Ben Kenobi," he explained rapidly.

You had no idea what was going on, but Leia stood quickly. "Ben Kenobi? Where is he?"

"Come on!" He turned around to you, and his blue eyes locked with yours. "I didn't get your name."

"Y/N," you answered. "Who's Ben Kenobi?" You were interrupted by a loud growl from down the hall.

"Get behind me! Get behind me!" The man who had warned Luke earlier seemed to be occupied.

"We gotta go." Luke responded, and grabbed your hand. You ran outside with Leia just behind, but when you heard blasters firing, you wondered if it wasn't safer in the cell.

The blasters stopped, and you were startled to see a Wookiee thundering toward you. You just avoided the creature as a dark-haired man (Han, you presumed) wearing the same stormtrooper uniform followed the Wookiee in like manner.

Blasters had been firing left and right and none of you had worn a helmet. Intelligent team we've got here, you remarked silently.

"Can't get out that way," he explained once he had caught up to his comrades. He turned to you. "Who's this?"

"Looks like you've managed to cut off our only escape route." Leia retorted, ignoring his question.

Han turned to her not missing a beat. "Maybe you'd like to go back to your cell, Your Highness."

The words were met by a blast from the stormtroopers that were now blocking the exit. The shots were barely missing as you all ran for what little cover there was.

You glanced at Leia, wondering why she was important enough to warrant a rescue party. Was she a queen? It would explain why she was imprisoned here. Even if she wasn't, you knew she needed protection as much as any of you.

You grabbed her arm and she spun around. "Come with me!" you commanded over the commotion.

Together, you ran to the cell you'd been kept in. When you entered the cell you were relieved to see the trooper you'd knocked out earlier was still unconscious.

"Is this a way out?" she questioned. You bent down and removed the armor from him.

"No," you answered. "It's a way to survive."

"I don't see how this will help," she reasoned, once she was fully armor-clad. "We're outnumbered and at least two of us are inexperienced." She said this nodding in Luke and Han's direction.

As much as you couldn't argue, you took comfort that the armor would help keep her alive at least a little longer.

You heard the Wookiee howl from outside and fear washed over you. Leia ran back out only to be met with more blaster shots. She ducked behind Luke while you ran behind the Wookiee.

"I can't hold 'em off forever! Now what?" Han demanded, frustrated.

"This is some rescue!" Leia complained over the noise. "You came in here, and do you have a plan for getting out?"

"He's the brains, sweetheart!" Han yelled back.

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Leia reaching over Luke and stealing his blaster. You had forgotten that you had one at all, and Leia hadn't got the one from the unconscious stormtrooper. She aimed the blaster in Han's direction. She's going to shoot him!  You had no time to think before she fired. The laser hit next to his leg and opened up a space in the wall. The noise made your ears ring, as Han threw some protest at Leia.

"Into the garbage shoot, Flyboy!" you barely heard her say. She tossed the blaster back to Luke then slid down the hole she had just made. The Wookiee behind you pushed you forward and down the chute before you had time to object.

You landed on a pile of garbage that broke your fall. The loose armor on your body shifted uncomfortably. The softness of the garbage underneath you was the first thing you noticed, and you were very grateful for it. The second was the putrid smell that swamped you and made you gag. You were not as grateful for that part.

"Get out of the way!" Leia called to you. You got up clumsily and stumbled over to where she was standing. Right after, the Wookiee landed right where you had been. He stood, growling, headed for a single door in the wall, and banged on it. You looked up the chute expecting Luke and his friend to fall down soon.

You felt a hand on your shoulder and you jumped and spun around. "You said your name was Y/N, right?" Leia asked you as she took off her helmet.

You nodded and removed yours.

"I'm Leia Organa of Alderaan. You don't have to worry. We're going to be alright."

You hadn't realized you'd been shaking. You weren't scared, but even if you were, would that really have been a comfort? You had been imprisoned, escaped with armed soldiers shooting at you, and tossed head-first into a garbage pit with seemingly now way out.

"If those two can figure out left from right, I might just believe that," you replied, trying to prove you were fine as could be after falling into a swamp of diluted garbage.

Luke fell across from you and rolled down the junk hill into what you could only hope was water.

Han followed soon after. He barely finished landing before he started mouthing off again. "The garbage shoot! Really wonderful idea," he remarked sarcastically. "What an incredible smell you've discovered!"

Leia didn't respond, but shot him a well-deserved glare.

Han turned to the Wookiee, who was still banging on the door. "Chewie, would you stop that?"

"Chewie" growled in reply and continued his racket.

"Get out of here. Get away from there!" Han ordered as he raised his gun.

As Han fired the blaster, Luke yelled, "No, wait!"

The laser jumped back and forth against the walls, ceiling, and back again. Everyone tumbled to a crouched position as the laser continued. Finally with a final loud blast, the laser hit a piece of garbage and stopped.

"Would you forget it? I already tried it! It's magnetically sealed!" Luke screamed.

"Put that thing away! You're going to get us all killed!" Leia added, more furious than Luke.

You stood slowly and watched the heated conversation in front of you.

"Absolutely, Your Worship," Han snapped. "Look! I had Everything under control 'til you led us down here!" He looked around at the walls. "Y'know it's not going to take 'em long to figure out what's happened to us."

"Could be worse," Leia pointed out.

A low rattling, growl answered her. You looked over at Chewie, but it obviously hadn't come from him. "It's worse." Han declared.

"There's something alive down here." Luke said.

Han waved him off. "That's just your imagination," he reasoned.

You hoped Han was right.

Luke jumped. "Something just moved past my leg," he announced. The growling continued. "Look! Did you see that?" Luke pointed at the murky water. You couldn't see what he pointed at, but Leia looked especially worried now. She started back up the pile of garbage.

"What?" Han yelled. Chewie whimpered and started banging on the door yet again. You all fell quiet. Something was moving through the water. It circled around you, and you inhaled sharply, getting the other's attention.

"Y/N." Luke whispered to you. "Don't move."

You bit your lip, fighting every urge to pull away from the creature. Suddenly, it tightened around your leg causing you to scream and jump away. You landed next to Han who jerked you out of the water. Your attacker screeched in frustration. You looked down at your foot which was now bare. All it had gotten was your boot. Han looked down at your foot.

"Lucky you don't know how to wear armor," he almost laughed. "If you did--"

He was cut short when Luke yelled and disappeared under the water. "Kid!" He yelled and jumped to the spot where Luke had been. Han repeated his name with no answer as he searched the water desperately.

You ran to the water and started sifting your hands through it. A few times, you thought you'd found him but came up with a handful soggy trash. Your heart raced faster every second he was underwater. Running your hand through the water was almost as hopeless as calling him, but you didn't stop.

Behind you you heard something jump out of the water.

"Luke!" Leia yelled. You and Han sloshed over to where Luke was wrestling with the creature that had almost drowned him. It had a slimy tentacle wrapped around his neck and another seemed to be pulling him down.

"Blast it will you? My gun's jammed!" Luke choked.

"Where?" Han asked.

"Anywhere!"

Han fired two blasts into the water then tried helping Luke up. The creature still hadn't let go and you had to help get Luke to safety. Han kept shooting, hoping the lasers were hitting something.

Just as you thought you'd won the fight for Luke, a final tentacled tug dragged him back under. The silence that followed pressed on you. The only thing that disturbed the water now was Han backing away from where Luke had sunk. Helplessness overcame you as you stood frozen in the polluted water.

"Get out of the water." Han told you.

You didn't move. You knew you should listen to him, but your eyes were trained on the spot where Luke disappeared.

"Get out of there!"

You weren't aware of the tentacle wrapped around your waist until you were dragged under the water.

You'd barely gotten a breath in before the foul liquid rushed into your mouth. Panic set air free of your lungs and your chest soon began to hurt. Your eyes stung and you hit debris in the water as you were dragged down. You struggled to break free, but you couldn't land a blow hard enough. You fell limp as you descended. Your lungs screamed, begging for air. You felt the monster release your waist and grab your arm. You didn't have the strength to fight back. Even if Han could kill it, you wouldn't have any air left to make it to the surface.

It jerked your arm again and again. What was it doing? You were aware that you were no longer sinking. The grip on your arm was human. You were slowly rising back up. You tried to kick to help whoever was pulling you, but you could only concentrate on the tight pain in your chest. With one last pull, you broke surface unable to breathe and coughed up water.

"What happened?" You barely heard Leia through your fit of coughing. Luke was being hauled up to safety by Han, choking as much as you were.

"I don't know!" He got out. "It just let go of me and disappeared!" Once Luke was out of the water, Han turned to help you.

A loud crash made you jump.

"I've got a bad feeling about this." Han stated. With Han's help you made it over to where Luke was standing. Luke was still sniffing and coughing. He'd been down there longer than you had. How did he make it?

"Are you going to be alright?" you asked him.

"I think so," He looked at the door where Chewie was standing. "I'll be better if we can get out of here."

You heard the metal walls around you groan. The sound of something powering on provoked the walls to close in on you.

"The walls are moving!" Luke cried.

"Don't just stand there! Try and brace it with something!" Leia commanded. You all started looking around the piles of garbage to find something strong enough. Chewie pushed against the wall. "Help me!" Leia called. Han picked up a long pole she was trying to lift herself, and put it end to end against the walls.

"Wait," Luke said to himself. He pulled a small device from his belt and started yelling into it. "Threepio! Come in Threepio!" You had no idea who Threepio was, or if he could help you, but having false hope in this situation seemed worse than being in it at all.

"Threepio!" Luke repeated. "Where could he be?" As Luke tried to make contact with Threepio, Han was trying to hold the pole which was bending in his hands. He let go of it and ran to Leia.

"Get on top of it!" He instructed. You and Leia started climbing the piles of trash hoping it would buy you more time. "One thing's for sure. We're all going to be a lot thinner," Han commented. Leia slipped and fell back to the bottom of the pile. Han jumped over to help her. "Get on top of it!" He said again.

"I'm trying!" Leia cried.

The walls were close enough now for you to touch both of them at once. Drowning would have been better than being crushed. Luke was trapped between two stacks of garbage and couldn't seem to move. Leia and Han were trying to stay on top of all the trash, and Chewie was trying to push the wall back still. You stood next to Luke trying to dig him out. You lost your balance many times as the junk shifted beneath you.

"Are you there sir?" You heard the voice coming from Luke's hand. He responded immediately.

"Threepio?" he called into the small device.

"We've had some problems--" the voice answered back. Luke cut him off.

"Would you shut up and listen to me?" he yelled. "Shut down all the garbage smashers on the detention level, would ya? Do you copy? Shut down all the garbage smashers on the detention level!"

The garbage around you was pressing you into the wall as the wall pressed you back into the garbage. Long sharp metals were finding their way through the gaps in your armor. Then everything shut down. The still walls aroused hollers and cheers from everybody. Your heart was racing with excitement as you wrapped your arms around Luke's neck and hugged him tight. Luke told Threepio to open the door and you all kissed the disgusting room goodbye.

You were in a yet another small hallway looking out over a landing pad swarmed with troopers. Han came up behind you.

"There she is," he announced. "The fastest ship in the galaxy."

You scanned the area hoping above all hopes that he wasn't talking about the lousy piece of junk sitting in the middle of the bay.

"You came in that?" Leia started. "You're braver than I thought."

Han mimicked a smile. "Nice." He answered, upset at the insult. "Come on."

You followed him, assuming he knew the way. You felt more confident after Luke had showed you how to adjust the armor and fire your blaster. You thought you might make it out alive when you turned the corner to find a large group of stormtroopers walking toward you. Both parties stopped immediately.

"Where are you going?" A trooper in the front questioned. For a second you forgot you were still in the stormtrooper armor. Han looked at you, and you could imagine he was trying to conjure up an excuse. His gaze snapped to your foot which was still bare from the garbage monster's attack.

"We need to get her a new boot. She lost her other one to the trash compacter," He explained. It wasn't a lie, but Han wasn't very good at selling the truth.

The trooper walked closer. "What were you doing around the trash compacter?"

You spoke up before Han ruined your chance to get past. "We were trying to get to the princess and her comrades." You told him. "They were gone before we got there."

"What's your identification number?" You were about to answer with another lie, but Han raised his blaster and shot one of the troopers. The rest of the soldiers, somehow frightened by a man and his Wookiee, retreated down the hall. As Han and Chewie gave chase,  he instructed you to get back to the ship.

"Where are you going? Come back!" Luke called after him.

"He certainly has courage." Leia remarked.

"What good'll it do us if he gets himself killed?" Luke responded still staring down the hall. He nodded in the opposite direction. "Come on." He grabbed your hand and led you and Leia from where Han had disappeared. Gunfire sounded behind you as another squad of troopers fell in pursuit. Luke ran faster, and just barely caught himself from falling off the edge of a missing bridge. You barely pulled him back with Leia's help.

"I think we took a wrong turn," he said. Leia turned around to a panel on the wall and closed the door. She turned to Luke.

"There's no lock!" She exclaimed. Luke shifted over to where Leia was standing on the small ledge and blasted the panel.

"That'll hold them for a while," Luke said hopefully.

"Quick, we've got to find a way across! Find the controls to extend the bridge!" Leia commanded. Your eyes fell to the fried wires that dangled by Luke's side.

"I think I just blasted it," he looked almost embarrassed when he answered.

"They're coming through!" Leia looked around desperately, but you noticed Luke studying the ceiling.

"Y/N, Leia, look on your belts. See if there's, oh, I don't know, like a rope or something!" Luke instructed. Before you could check anything, four stormtroopers fired their guns from another doorway not far off from the one you were trying to get to. Thankfully they had missed every shot (as, you realized, they often did). More desperate than ever to get out, you reached around your belt for rope. You pulled up a gnarled hook which was connected to a stream of thin wire. You nudged Luke.

"Will this do?" You showed him what you had found, and his eye's lit up.

"Leia! See the columns hanging from the ceiling? Latch your grappling hook to one of them and swing across!" Luke yelled. "You too, Y/N. Go!" You swung the hook to the columns Luke had referred to earlier. By the time it had caught Luke was ready to swing across, but Leia was having trouble.

"It's jammed!" She cried. Luke quickly wrapped his arm around her and poised to jump when Leia kissed him on the cheek. "For luck!" She explained simply. With that, the three of you jumped from the ledge.

***

You sat on the floor of the Millennium Falcon now as you recalled your feet dangling over the long drop that you could have faced. You remembered how your arm hurt from having to keep you from that drop. You rested your head on Luke's shoulder, happy that he was sitting with you rather than swinging across a chasm with you.

"And then I got us out of there in this beauty," Han boasted as he gestured to the ship around you. Leia bent forward in her chair.

"Only because Ben Kenobi was willing to risk his life for us," she reminded the cocky pilot. You knew Luke didn't like talking about it even though you were all very grateful to old jedi.

"Or maybe," you said. "It was that good-luck-kiss you gave Luke." You watched Luke blush next to you.

Leia smiled. "If I had known you were in love with Luke then, I would have let you give it to him."

But you hadn't loved him then, and even when you did, you hadn't admitted it to yourself right away. It was something that just snuck up on you one day and wouldn't leave, no matter how much you had tried to shove it under the rug. You were glad you had eventually given up trying.

"Well we're going to need more than a kiss to keep us alive from what we're getting ourselves into," Han said.

"Right," Leia confirmed. "We're going to need teamwork. I don't mean splitting up and hoping both teams stays alive long enough to meet on the other side. I mean really working together."

You all nodded in agreement. Leia, having been satisfied with the response, stood up and left the room. Han and Chewbacca walked off not long after. Luke stood then helped you up as well.

"Leia's right you know. We're a team, you and me. We have been since the day we met, and we've got to stay with each other," he said.

You shrugged. "I don't know," you smirked. "I think a good-luck-kiss could still be in order." He pulled you closer to him.

"Oh, really?" He asked smiling.

"You have to promise not to die," you demanded.

He laughed. "I thought that's why you were giving it to me."

"You still have to promise," you insisted.

"Because I love you, Y/N, I promise I will not leave you," he promised. "Not today, not tomorrow, not until we're both very old and content."

Satisfied with the answer, you kissed him softly.

"I'll stay with you," you assured him. "Because Leia is right. It's teamwork that will keep you safe when you decide to jump across chasms while people are shooting at you."

"Luckily we won't be doing that anymore, so I think I'll settle for kisses," He answered, grinning. He grabbed your hand. "Come on... Let's go join the rest of our team."